Thursday, October 8, 2009

Red Snapper and Home-made Pesto sauce


The recipe for this dish came to me in a most unexpected way. It happened while I was recovering from my fourth trip into space. I was laying on my couch with a bottle of Wild Turkey and watching Fraggle Rock when all of my perceptions turned Sideways. The world as I had known it ceased to make sense, in a way that words can not fully do justice. I could hear smells, taste sights, and feel tastes.
Wild Turkey feels terrible, and Fraggle rock is delicious.

Luckily, this not being my first brush with psychic invasion, I knew that this was simply a precursor to a message sent through thought. I attempted to drink some more of the Turkey, to fortify my fragile state, and ended up giving myself a most complex set of sensations when I inevitably poured the bottle all over my neck and chest. While screaming at my misfortune, the message finally arrived, and the power of it rocked me clear off of the couch.

"Traveller! You have broken free of the constraints of your world! Your mind can now handle the complexities of the mysterious wonders of 'SPAAAAACE FOOOOOOOD'"
My reply came quickly, "OW. OW OW OW OWWWWWW." This being was speaking far too loudly for a man in the throws of a bourbon recovery process.
"Traveller, You will now recieve your first SPACE COOKING LESSON"
It was then that what I can only refer to as cosmic forces lifted me from the couch and began to float me towards the window. In a moment of clarity I was able to grab a sock from the ground in a last ditch attempt to cover my nudity before being whisked out the window and floated into public.
So I floated down the street in a haze, my left foot fully clothed and still reeling from the psychic control. All of my attempts to communicate with the being were being thwarted and came out as only mumbles and sqwaks. Luckily it was three A.M. and there were a minimum of pedestrians to be beset upon by my hovering nude mumbling form.
The hour did present problems once I arrived at the grocery store, which had been closed for some 5 hours. Luckily the front window was only single pane glass, and I was able to be thrown through it without too much difficulty! Twenty minutes and a full basket of groceries later and I was whisked back home.
Once there the presence guided me through the creation of this fancy feast:

Red Snapper Fillet

(for the Pesto)
Basil (shredded)
Garlic (finely Chopped)
oregano
olive oil
balsamic vinager
Lemon Juice
(basically just mix well)
(Feta if you are feeling extra cosmic)

Mix up the pesto Sauce, then pour over the Red Snapper. Put in a Large baking pan and cover with tinfoil, bake for about 15 minutes at 450 degrees.
Get fancy and Lay the Snapper onto a bed of spinach on the plate (sure to impress!)
Bone Ape-tit!

3 comments:

  1. i'm going to go cosmic and add feta to do this when i make it tomorrow night!

    i hope your future recipes are result of such adventures.

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  2. next time try teleporting or astro traveling to home base and make this for aba and ema tzrilnakoff...must check on spelling

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  3. I wasn't aware that apes' tits had bones, but this explains a lot and ensures that I will be more vigilant the next time I'm cooking one. As always, thanks for the tip!!

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