have you ever seen iron chef? i love iron chef. they get the best chefs from all walks of life and gather them together in a huge “kitchen stadium,” play dramatic music, and have culinary showdowns using ritzy ingredients. shaved black truflle, foie gras, filet mignon, aged cheeses, squab, shark fin and all kinds of other beautiful delicacies make their way into the cooking.
i like to watch the hour long episode (cheering all the while for the chef i want to win) on the edge of my seat, biting my nails during the judging portion. when they pass the verdict, i invariably boo or affirm the judges decision in a very vocal manner. and then i get up and go back to my normal life.
it is at about this point in time that i realize i don’t live in kitchen stadium. i live in a tiny apartment with one room. my kitchen has an electric stove with two burners and a temperature control that consists of four buttons (labeled 1, 2, 3, and 4 respectively). i don’t have any shaved black truffle or foie gras or filet mignon. i have eggs, pasta, chicken, bread, onions, and garlic on hand.
and that is what the poor man’s kitchen is all about.
i don’t have the financial means to make foods commonly recognized as “delicacies,” so i make my own. i use produce from my friend’s farms when i can, and go fishing on occasion, but other than that i buy all of my groceries at the local grocery store. the point of this blog is show you that, with nothing more than common foods, a little bit of time, and your own imagination, you can live a life chock-full of filling, beautiful, and delicious food.
and you can share that life with others, which is what it is really all about. have friends over, drink a little wine or a few beers, and cook up a storm. the camaraderie and hard work will make the food taste better than you ever could have imagined.