Last night, based on a friend’s suggestion, we made the Sizzling Beef with Scallions and Black Bean Sauce (page 69, Jamie’s Food Revolution).
When I say we made it, what I really mean is that my husband Marc and my son Logan (13) made it. You see this was a test. Sure I can cook (when you make the decision to have 6 children, you either learn how to cook or you go broke) but Marc is more of the chicken nuggets, spaghetti and jarred sauce kind of cook. Go ahead and ask him about his love affair with canned cheese (you think I’m kidding?)
Part of Jamie’s Food Revolution is teaching people how to cook. With real ingredients. So I put the whole Revolution to the test, if Jamie could get Marc to cook a tasty healthy dinner that actually had flavor then I would give Oliver, the “well done” he deserved.
I went to the grocery store, got the ingredients needed for the recipe, dropped them off at the house and left to do my hour of exercise at the gym. You can do it, I assured my newly anointed cooks. Marc panicked for a few minutes before he and Logan settled down to prepare the pepper, rice, meat, and cilantro. (just as a personal aside, when I die, I want to be buried in a field of cilantro).
Logan was initially dismayed to hear that we would be using “blobs of seafood” (uh-uh, mom, no way!) in the dish but calmed down once he understood that we were using scallions and not scallops. I also decided to use red pepper instead of chili pepper as a nod to my younger kids’ pathological fear of “hot” food.
I came back from the gym to this finished product.
Which was absolutely delicious, attractive, and flavorful.
Not only did Marc and Logan terrifically succeed, but every one (even picky Addy) ate the dish and more importantly liked it. When Trevor came home from gymnastics at 9:30 I had to caution him to eat a bit slower or he would get a belly ache. (But it’s so good, mom). We will be making this again.
Although it’s well understood that you can lead a horse to water but you can’t make him drink, in this particular case, you can lead a Marc to the kitchen, and by George (or Jamie, in this case) you can make him cook.
Hey Jamie, – well done, friend, well done.