shrimp with fennel, dill and feta
Results from the inaugural Peruser’s Druthers poll are in! Sounds like y’all wanna hear about my almost-relationship with Gérard Depardieu, and I’ve gotta tell you: 2.0 was pretty relieved. But I won’t be telling you that story today. Nope. Because I’ve got a little situation with my left hand which makes typing un-fun. I’m lurching around the interwebs like Frankenstein’s monster on a trampoline. But don’t worry, little lambs, I’m on the mend!
So, to tide you over (and build a little Depardieu suspense), I thought I’d share one of my most favourite meals with you. This little ditty has been in my repertoire for years and years. I make it for myself when 2.0 travels – because he doesn’t like shrimp – and I made some today because it always makes me feel less beastly.
You can get the recipe on Epicurious. It’s super easy to make, and takes only minutes to throw together. The fennel has a nice crunch (slice it thin), the feta adds a satisfying saltiness, and the shrimp? Well, shrimp is a party for your mouth. This dish ain’t pretty, but it is delicious. I make the recipe almost exactly as written, except I stir the feta and dill in as I’m cooking the shrimp, so the cheese gets a little melty and saucy (rather than using it as a garnish). I usually use frozen shrimp that has been defrosted, peeled, deveined, and de-tailed. (I don’t eat tail.)
Hey, did you know that Gérard Depardieu has been in about 170 movies? Probably not. You don’t know him like I do…
THE SUSPENSE IS KILLING ME. And now I want shrimp. I also want to rip the caps-lock off my keyboard and tear my eyeballs out. Thanks, Movita.
Oh, Willow. I didn’t say the story was good…
I remember the time I almost married Gerard Depardieu in my imagination, good, good times. If your story can beat that for excitement well then I’ll be surprised. That’s right, words work for me!
P.S. Shrimp is evil and working to overthrow civilization. With an s. Damn you auto correct!
Gérard really gets around… Also, I didn’t say the story was good. But you people voted for it, so whatever…
2.0 doesn’t like shrimp? He could never be Chinese. You go to one of our 10 course meals, 9 courses have shrimp in it (that’s only a slight exaggeration). Yes, I’m dying from suspense. I need that Gerard Depardieu story! I also need the story about your hand. What happened? My little sister once had a car door slam shut on her hand and the aftermath was horrific (her nails filled with blood and they fell off about a week afterwards. I took photos, obvs). This shrimp dish – yes. Looks delish!
2.0 doesn’t like shrimp. Every time I say it, I can’t believe it. {insert head shaking here}
My hand story isn’t nearly as disgusting as your sister’s. It seems that I have a compressed nerve – it’s been causing my face to go numb and droop, and now has started messing with my hand. It’s uncomfortable and weird, but my nails are unlikely to fall off. My Medical Team should have me back up and running before too much permanent damage is done!
If Gérard were here, he’d probably make me pheasant under glass and chocolate cake.
Aw man, that sounds terrible! Is it something that’s going to go away? I hope to God it’s not permanent. At least you’re going to keep your nails. And if Gerard can’t drop by, get 2.0 moving on the pheasant and chocolate cake! I’ll be thinking of you and sending good vibes your way for a speedy recovery!
Speaking of little lambs…we had 3 born on Sunday night! And the farmer picked up 2 little piggies so that we won’t feel so guilty about all of the food waste coming out of the kitchen these days, since the mother-in-law started cooking. (If she could read the tiny font on your blog, I’d try to get her to branch out into some movita recipes…)
More lambs? Squeeeeeeeeeal! {Please let them sleep in your bed with you.}
First of all feel better.
Secondly the “I don’t eat tail” line made me pee my pants a little bit.
It’s true, Kim. I DON’T EAT TAIL.
A. That is a pretty dish even if you don’t think so. B. I’m also in suspense about what happened to your hand poor baby (hope it gets better fast!). C. How can someone not like shrimp?
A. It’s not the UGLIEST dish I’ve ever made, that’s for sure!
B. It seems I have a compressed nerve situation – it’s making the left side of my face all wonky AND has now moved into my hand. It’s uncomfortable, but not too painful, so I can still eat a lot of candy.
C. I ask this of 2.0 all the time.
I hope you feel better soon! Candy always helps =)
This little lamb is glad you are feeling better 🙂
And Mr Depardieu is my man. Albeit a little older but he is just SO amazing! But I also love Jean Dujardin 😛
hook them both in with this delicious shrimp!
Cheers
CCU
That looks seriously satisfying… Prawns, gotta love prawns.
Unless you are 2.0.
Interesting. I come to your blog to discover news from Ironwood. I like live lambs much more than dead shrimp, but that’s just me. I hope that your hand will soon be better. Take care.
Is the compressed nerve why you were getting scanned and screened a few months ago? Is it a result of forcing your feet into pointe shoes for years? Are your feet always bleedy and swollen? I was thinking yesterday about how much you hate nature, but how if your feet are as gross as I think they might be that that is almost worse than anything I’ve seen in nature. Except maybe that duck foot that I severed off its carcass last spring. I carry it around with me in my truck for good luck.
Well, NOW we know it was a compressed nerve. But only because my hand basically died last week. And no, it’s not from ballet. IT’S FROM BAKING. And crafting. And computering. Isn’t that sad? The compressed nerve is also (apparently) responsible for my facial numbness and drooping. But don’t worry. My Team has me on the mend. (Though nothing can be done for my feet. Or arthritis. Or other dance-related grossness.) On the plus side, the scan basically proved that my brain is awesome and has no tumours. So, that probably deserves extra cake or something…
Also, that whole duck-carcass thing is gunna haunt me for a very long time.
Nate doesn’t like shrimp either…and it just so happens he’s travelling this weekend. What perfect timing for this delightful sounding recipe 😉 Looking forward to your story….
Scott doesn’t like shrimp either. What is it with dudes and shrimp? Are they afraid of them? They’re JUST ITTY BITTY SEA MONSTERS. Gah. Maybe someone called them shrimps when they were very little kids, and they never got over it. I love shrimp. Especially when they’re all saucy like this!
Dudes be CRAZY. There’s no other explanation.
This looks so springy! And healthy! And wholesome! Pinning!
Gérard and I go way back – he’s 65 for goodness sake. 🙂 Now that he’s a Russian I worry that our love affair might be over.
While I contemplate that, I’ll have a dish of these shrimp and then seconds. Looks very good.
Sometimes you have to say “sorry for ya” to the hubs and make something you want. If Squirrel had his way, it would be a meat feast every day. I’m so excited for story time. Hope your hand feels better.
I’ve missed out on just too much. Miss you lots movita
First, I still get super unreasonably excited every time I see your new digs. I can’t get over how amazing the new site looks. I need to save all my pennies for an overhaul.
Second, I voted for the fart story and I demand a recount! THIS THING WAS RIGGED!!!
Third, this looks delightful. However, did you know that I have an epicurious cookbook and, more importantly, guess what else – IT’S ORGANIZED BY SEASON!!!! /evil laugh
Fourth, I’m awaiting your story with bated breath.
How do you fix a compressed nerve? I’m sorry, I hope your droopy face doesn’t interfere with your shrimp eating abilities <3 Get well soon! You know, you could just be like a kitchen conductor and wave your arms about whilest directing 2.0 on what to do and make him lift and stir all the things – doesn't that sound like fun? What a great collaborative experience it could be for the two of you.
xo
…I don’t eat tail…Awesome. Neither do I!
Can’t wait to hear your GD story. Have a great week my friend!
First, glad to hear that you are on the mend. Funny how when you want the facial muscles to stop working, like when they cause that weird crease in your forehead, it just doesn’t happen. And then, boom. Numb face and drooping where it’s not even welcome. There is no justice in this world.
There are, however, shrimp. And this wonderful dish with shrimp. Which makes me think that justice is overrated and God’s got our back after all.
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