Hello again everyone!
Happy Sunday Morning.
Anybody else get a free Thursday off this week? Yeah. Fucking great. Gotta love when a fixed date holiday falls in the middle of a goddamn work week.
I’ll celebrate the 4th of July with a bowl of vegetarian soup! What could be more goddamn American than that?
Fucking hell.
Who the fuck am I to complain? It’s one day less of getting ready for work and a day free from commuting on the LA freeways so shit yes, I’ll take it.
Anyway.
Hope y’all are doing well so far this summer. Holy shit! We actually hit 80 degrees here for the first time in like 2 years. Tons of sunshine, lots of good walking weather. Just your basic good shit.
Got a quick and easy one for you today. Not an entree or anything.
I guess if you wanted to you could make a meal out of this but you probably want to be more friendly to your colon. That could result in a few weeks worth of blockage.
Sure! Share that shit on Facebook. “Hi everyone! I just ate a whole goddamn pound of cheese!” You’ll get so many goddamn thumbs up emojis.
As I was saying, this here dish is a perfect dish for a party or gathering. Super fucking easy, just a handful of ingredients and shit howdy it is one tasty motherfucker.
Think of a hot cheese dip made with brie, blackberries and thyme.
Got it?
Yes, you’re correct. This IS the second time I’ve made a baked brie on Sunday Gravy this season. The first time was for our Chili Crisp episode.
Holy Jesus, that’s a damn good photo right there.
You did remember to buy your bottle of chili crisp didn’t you?
Good job.
The origin of today’s dish is basically a blatant ripoff from daughter youngest right. She made this exact same recipe a couple of years back for one of our family holiday gatherings and I was so damn impressed that I vowed to one day feature it on Sunday Gravy.
And here we are.
En Croute is a new one here. I’ll let the good folks at TheSpruceEats.com do the honors:
“In the culinary arts, the term en croute (pronounced “on KROOT”) indicates a food that has been wrapped in pastry dough and then baked in the oven. The dough can be an ordinary pie dough or puff pastry. And the item can be baked in a dish or simply rolled up in pastry and baked on a rack.
In other words, when you hear something en croute, what it basically means is it’s a pot pie of some kind.”
Kind of the origin story of the line from the “Sing a Song of Sixpence” song but my ass ain’t eating any goddamn blackbirds.
Lot’s of things can be wrapped up in pastry and baked. Beef Wellington for example. I was reading a couple of recipes for baked salmon en croute that included a brined salmon sprinkled with fresh dill that sounded mighty goddamn tasty.
So let’s en croute us some brie up in here!
Baked Brie with Blackberries and Thyme En Croute!
here’s a recipe link from the folks at homemadehome.com that I used for reference
1 Sheet Puff Pastry, thawed
1/2 pound Brie Cheese
1 Egg + 1 Tbsp Water
1 cup Fresh Blackberries
2–3 Tbsp Blackberry Jam – or use the boysenberry syrup that we had in the house.
1 Tbsp Fresh Thyme
1/8 tsp Fresh Ground Black Pepper
I felt it was time to finish the last sheet of our shitty puff pastry.
Yeah that’s the same puff pastry that previously turned to goo when we did steak, Guinness and mushroom pie.
This is it’s last goddamn chance!
Defrost the pastry.
And it’s time to bring out two of our featured guests right now!
For those of you who may have scratched your noggin at the thought of these two ingredients together, just know that they WORK together flawlessly
Those blackberries are looking pretty nice there. Maybe a close up?
Oh, very nice.
The leftover berries from this dish were added to my already dynamite banana, blueberry and strawberry smoothie giving us the rare TRIPLE berry smoothie and fuck me sideway was that delicious.
I got to eat these more often.
Time now to bring out…
Our star of the show.
Your choice here. You can go with the fanciest brie you want or the generic store bought brand. I kind of went mid-table with Murray’s because I love every cheese I’ve ever had from them.
And I’ve had a LOT of their cheese.
As previously mentioned I didn’t buy blackberry jam/preserves because we already had this shit in the house.
That’s back from brother TAJ’s delirium filled Monte Cristo burger episode a few weeks back.
Ain’t crazy about blackberries? Use what you like. Any fruit and preserves combo would be fantastic I just really dug this here version when the kiddo made it so I’m rolling with what I know.
To begin, gently remove the top rind of the brie and add on the berries.
I found that you can really go nuts with the berries here.
Oh shit! Nuts!
You could put some almond slivers or crushed macadamias or something like this on top too.
Fuck! Too late for this version. Maybe next time.
Drizzle the syrup, jelly whatever right over the top of the blackberries and brie then add on the black pepper and the minced fresh thyme. I held a little of the thyme back because I thought it would look sexy baked into the crust.
Now the fun part. Wrap this entire motherfucker up as a package. Just do the best that you can.
Yes, that supposed to be a “decorative” braid on top. When I was making this “Braid” it showcased perfectly just how “gifted” I am in the arts and crafts world. Meaning I fucking SUCK at anything remotely crafty. So I just said “Fuck it” and draped the braid thing on top in my own lame ass way.
Baste everything with the egg wash. Get all sides and underneath as best as you can.
Into the preheated 400 degree oven this goes. Give her about 30 minutes maybe 35 minutes.
Let’s see how we did.
Oh Shit!
Even the braid-thingy looks good. I’ll be fucked in the ass!
Let’s take another look
Did I do that?
Goddamn!
I’m sure you noticed that while the pastry browned up very nicely it sure didn’t pull its weight as a containment device. That shit leaked out like molten fucking magma.
You’ll need a selection of cracker or flatbread type substances to sample properly.
A heady selection of crisps right there.
You’ll need the crackers at first but eventually when the brie cools off, you can just rip off hunks of the pastry and use that as a sopping device. The pastry was MUCH better this time by the way.
Please take notice of an important safety tip: This shit is going to be a fiery, bubbling lava pit when it comes out of the oven so exercise some goddamn restraint before just diving in face first like a fucking savage.
The roof of your mouth will thank you.
This shit is wonderful. I did notice that it could have taken on a lot more flavor too. The idea of adding a big ass dollop of preserves is a damn good one. And that idea with the nuts on top would have been killer too.
This still was dynamite and the entire crew loved it. Want to know a weird outcome? There wasn’t even a slight hint of crunchy blackberry seeds. They must have dissolved it the molten quagmire or something.
This baby is salty, cheesey, gooey and the blackberry/thyme combination is excellent.
Make this one folks. Hell, save this recipe and fire this shit up for the “Owl” in February. It’s a proper keeper it is.
Well folks. Hope you enjoy the rest of your Sunday and your weird-ass random day off on Thursday.
Stay well and happy and we can do this again next week, OK?
Sounds good.
PEACE!
And that one is legit!
Nice to see VAR is anti OG at least
Own Goal blatantly trying to pad its stats now.
Oof, Own Goal deprived of another tally there
HEY GUYS: If you’re gonna be talking about this shit, do you mind giving some television TV Guide instructions?
I don’t follow this stuff on a daily basis.
Fox
So happy! The boy came to visit for a bit as he was traveling with some friends. Got to talk for a bit. Last time I saw him was over 6 months ago.
I hope you didn’t say anything stupid.
Looks fantastic.
Miss this. Miss L.A.
Miss having people to laugh at The Rog facing the wrath of the owners as the NFL is staring down the barrel of up to $15.1 Billion in antitrust damages.
Someone was saying that if you paid for the Sunday Ticket you could be part of a class action.
I’ve had it every year since 2003 with the exception of 2020 and 2021.
I heard something like 5 grand.
Shit, I’ll take that.
Shit, I’ll take that too!
Party in LBC!
Took a while, but it looks like Spain has finally got this under control.
And in other news, Generalissimo Franco is still dead.
I mean credit to England for pulling it out – it was a truly spectacular goal – but I’m just thinking ruefully about that shot from distance that Slovakia took and how there’s an alternate universe where that went in and everyone in the world (save the Brits) are still rolling on the floor laughing but making no sound because their vocal chords went completely hoarse over an hour ago.
England doesn’t pull out.
They make dignified retreats, except Ireland which wishes they would pull out.
So I’ve heard.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fUspLVStPbk
The Georgian offense can’t be accused of Stalin.
That pun really Spains me.
https://www.wsj.com/sports/olympics/al-michaels-nbc-paris-artificial-intelligence-5d5e0ee8?st=7580w3r9gqtnojq&reflink=desktopwebshare_permalink
I really didn’t think Al Michaels could find a way to be any lazier a broadcaster, but damn me, he pulled it off.
Own Goal continues to lead the tournament in scoring
MVP! MVP! MVP!
Pfft. Nuts to that. No team loyaty.
I feel like soccer is way too harsh in what is termed to be an “own goal.” Probably because hockey is my number one sport, and “scoring on your own net” is reserved for instances where you intentionally directed the puck and something went wrong, not every time a shot deflects off you into the net.
It’s not considered an own goal in soccer if the original shot was headed in.
Well certainly, this underdog lead will hold this time.
Had the game on at the gym and the satellite got knocked out by an enormous thunderstorm that just rolled through. Third one this week, but global warming isn’t real.
Anyway, England was up 2-1 at that point and you could tell, based on the increasingly frantic crawl warnings and emergency beeping that the news guys were fighting an increasingly desperate battle to get management to let them interrupt overtime international soccer so they could tell everyone it was raining.
Could you send those storms our way? Entire state of NC is in drought conditions.
I think we got 1″-2″ in less than an hour…what’s that? No, rain, Ms. Favre, 1″-2″ of rain.
Anyway, I’ll try to redirect the next storm down your way.
THEY’RE NOT COMING HOME (yet)!
Slovakia will regret sitting back and defending the whole second half.
That never works.
Doesn’t it? Feels like I see a lot of teams “park the bus” and hold on for the win.
It’s like the prevent defense in the NFL. Everyone makes the standard joke about “it only prevents you from winning, ha ha,” but if a defense ever gets beat on a deep throw the criticism is always “how the fuck do you get beat like that when you KNOW they’re looking to throw deep?”
Well, there’s a difference between playing prevent and getting beat deep.
I was a safety in high school. No matter what defense we were running, there was no way I could allow someone to run behind me.
Saka is a great athlete, but Jesus Christ watching him collapse to the ground every time he runs inside the box is fucking nauseating.
Who does he think he is, Arjen Robben?
/that guy had the speed to get past anyone but went down in a heap at the slightest contact. What a baby.
GOD I hated that guy.
&ct=g
He’s instrumental to Arsenal’s success and every time he touches the ball I want to punch him.
Might have pushed that walk just a bit too far.
Close to 7 miles I’m guessing.
It’s not a good sign when you’re approaching the turn around point half way through and you think “Maybe I went a little too far today.”
I love doing loops because once you commit you’ve got no choice but to gut it out.
Exactly.
Just put your head down and grind.
Doesn’t hurt that it’s 73 and sunny.
I remember how quickly regret replaced euphoria as I realized I now had to walk all the way down Yosemite Falls.
It’s a gentle ‘screw you’ from your present self to your future self that you already know will have misgivings. Once it’s over you eventually have to thank your past self that was your present self at the time.
I mean, you don’t have to, but the landing with the alternative method of descent is probably going to suck.
Back when I was good at racing, many held the motto, You need half a tank for the last third of the race.
God, are the meeee-jia gonna be extra annoying after this shit (fortunately I napped and didn’t watch).
Announcer wondering aloud whether this game holds more “drama” but for me it would be “comedy”.
I blame Horatio for trying to be better than us and working out.
I blame myself because I was working out too but I finished shortly before England scored.
I did my best. literally paused so I could text my brother and father about Fuckface Harry Kane blowing a wide open header.
At this rate England is going to win this game 17-1.
Guess I’ll put off this Costco trip for another thirty, maybe forty minutes.
Huh. Might not need to revise that timeline. This could stop being a game in five more minutes.
I did Costco, wasn’t as crazy as I thought it would be on a Sunday of a long weekend
OMG!!!
Never before has England been this eager to get to penalty kicks!
I don’t know, some blackbirds might liven up that vegetable soup, give it some heft.
Where is England’s hero when they need it most?
There she is!
¡PALO!
All right, I really do have to split. I’ll have the game on at the gym.
Someone here better have a good Sudetenland/Chamberlain joke lined up, or I’ll be sorely disappointed
If that kick had found its way into the net I wouldn’t have stopped laughing for a week.
I wanna know what the linesman is smoking. How do you not raise the flag there???
Heading to the gym to watch the rest of this while staggering and retching my way through a workout on the elliptical.
In other words, a lot like the English attack.
[laughing in French intensifies]
I’ll tell you one thing, I don’t know if the Euro is coming home, but that goal is because Foden was 3′ offsides.
These things are so delicious they make people lose their cool completely at parties. They were on the catering menu of a place I used to work for, and the aftermath guests left on the tray usually looked like the brie pastry had been pulled apart by skunks. I put one on a slightly tilted table one day and popped the small serving knife in the pastry. When I turned around five minutes later, a slow moving brie floe was cascading over the doily-covered glass plate, over the cutting board, across the table cloth and over the side of the table in a gorgeous, rapidly-congealing waterfall. I think my gratuity was garnished that time.
Foden!
I’ve had one of those weekends that make me glad to go back to work so I can relax. Packing out our old house, plus BIL’s place has been a smoker. Renovations still scheduled to start in July. Then it’s 9 months to a year of living among construction chaos. Wish I could super hero time warp a year forward.
Dude.
Here’s hoping it goes by fast!
This is too fucking funny..
England now needs to match their goal total from three group stage matches in the remainder of this fixture. I have my doubts.
Good Christ! Who thought it was a good idea to recruit Guehi for the England national team? Unbelievable!
ong ong ong
Southgate’s tactical genius manifests itself.
Three yellows on the dirty Brits already?
Surely the head official must be German or French!
So close, turns out Umut Meler is Turkish!
Playing the long game to get payback for Gallipoli.
Could these blue blokes from Bratislava just sod off?! It’s the Empire’s divine right to win this competition!
I don’t have anything against England and have no particular affinity for Slovakia, but it would be extremely amusing if they were to send those Limeys home.
I just texted my protein guy that played MLS soccer and it’s his birthday and of course he’s at a pub in Barrie, Ontario getting sauced and watching the game.
/I’m cheering for the upset
The game is on in the living room but the call of the harbor is too strong.
Must. Go. Walkies.
Make sure to smile at everyone and let them know YOU don’t have to return to an out of state home this afternoon.
There’s trouble in Pickfordville-upon-Sodbury.
Prophetic.
It’s humid as fuck here today, with thunderstorms coming this afternoon.
And guess who has to move a huge pile of mulch? That’s right, Lowratio.
For him, all piles of mulch are huge.
I slept from 6p to 2:15a. Got up, finished editing a Lease that I’ve been struggling with all week. Paid my bills/finance administration crap.
Now I am done, and waiting for my brain to implode. Or finish imploding, as you will.
Weird hours over here as well. 4am Saturday but was able to sleep in until 4:30 today. Fucking gerbil in my brain won’t stop.
One starts to see the point of that guy with the drill at the end of “Pi” after a few decades of this crap.
Our cat finally acceded to my demands that he stop barging into my room at 4:30 am demanding to go out, and instead barged in at 3:30 am, demanding to be let out.
I got him a handful of food and some water and locked his furry ass in the basement.
This Brie looks tasty.
And your recipe looks swell too YR.
(drafting off of Horatio’s Allison comment yesterday. No use letting good word play go to waste around here)
I’d like to smother some blackberries on top of that Brie…
Do NAWT bake for 30 minutes though.
She’s married to a Franco. I’m going to guess she’s been baked for 30 minutes before.
Beryls Barrels Below Barbados, Bringing Biting Breezes, Billowing Breakers
It’s officially a Category 4 now.
Typhoon Threatens Tropical Tourist Trap, Terrorized Travelers Turn Tail.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yL-4vY9BWL0&t=798s
No leftover dough from the meat pie?
Mrs. Lovett’s got fresh meat to finish the dough.