Tonight we’re eating my version of shrimp and grits made with black tiger shrimp seared then tossed with a garlic, oregano, and lemon sauce. The shrimp were served over coursely ground yellow corn grits and garnished with oregano.
T: were you inspired to make shrimp from the woman on the pier who said “camarones”?
A: well, you know, i didn’t think about that but i did want shrimp after she said something about camarones. and i did make this the next day….perhaps you are right, my dear, perhaps you are right!
T: it was quite a tasty meal. It seemed like something you would get in Louisiana, but I’m not sure i’ve ever actually had grits and shrimp in LA.
A: now tylah, i believe in the deep south they would say shrimp and grits not grits and shrimp. I also think that the flavors i used aren’t exactly true to traditional shrimp and grits, but hey! they were tasty
T: shrimp and grits. grits and shrimp. You got shrimp you got grits. You got grits and shrimp or whatever. Yeah, maybe not quite traditional louisiana seasoning. I guess traditional louisiana would taste a little closer to, say, crawfish etouffee… or, rather, shrimp etouffee.
A: probably so. i’ve never looked at a recipe for shrimp and grits to know what they would use. i just wing things like this. you know shrimp and grits aren’t just a louisiana thing. they are very much a part of all deep south coastal food. from south carolina to georgia to alabama….you get the point. if they can catch shrimp they make it…
T: I’ve never been to any of those strange lands that you speak of… ok, I have. I’ve never had shrimp and grits anywhere though. I didn’t know it was such a big thing.
A: i don’t know that it’s a big thing, but where there are grits and shrimp, there are shrimp and grits! you know?
T: true, true. These were some nice big shrimp, too. I know they didn’t come from San Diego waters. Any clue where they came from?
A: hmmm… you’re definately right about the san diego thing – no shrimp here. I got them from the 99 Ranch, which means they could easily have been imported from another country. i think i used the large black tiger shrimp. I wanted the biggest they had for our personal consumption
T: large black tiger shrimp. wow I wouldn’t want to stumble across one of those while swimming in a river in China.
A: heheheheh I know, he might bite your toe off or something.
T: or worse. mmm. it was tasty though. I give it a 4.29/5. It didn’t score as well as it could have… perhaps because of the texture. It was a bit soupy. You saying that it was slop got my mind going in the wrong direction. The flavor was good. I enjoyed the brightness that the citrus offered. Your thoughts?
A: I agree that tonight it was a bit soupy. (i actually made it yesterday for dinner and tonight we ate the leftovers) it probably got soupy from me adding a touch too much water tonight when i went to reheat the grits. other than that, i think it was pretty good. I give it a 4/5. It wasn’t something i would want to eat everyday. frankly, i would much prefer my shrimp not to be in a gravy like substance. I did enjoy the lemon and fresh oregano in the sauce, they definately helped lighten it up.
T: I wonder what it would have been like over rice. What do you think?
A: pretty similar, only like shrimp and rice, not shrimp and grits! perhaps pasta?
T: That could be good. I could see it.
A: man, we’ve really been lacking veggies as a part of our diet lately!
T: we had artichokes last night. is that a veggie?
A: uh… well… it’s a flower, right? i don’t really know if flowers are considered veggies… Damn this veggie thing!!! why is it so damn hard to decipher if things are or are not veggies!
T: yeah, i’m lost. I don’t even know what a veggie is. I’m not sure they exist. everything’s a damn fruit or a flower or a damn this or that. Where have all the veggies gone?
A: long time paaaaassing, where have all the veggies gone, long time agooooo….
T: And what about the cowboys? eh?
A: uh, that was just a bad song. we try to not think about those or they will get stuck in your head and drive you mad!
T: right. (to self: stupid, stupid!) sorry.
A: no need for apologies, mista t. just don’t let it happen again.
T: Umm… now I have the cowboys song stuck in my head. I need you to sing something else so I can free my mind from the cowboys.
A: free your mind, the rest will follow. be color blind, don’t be so shallow.
T: thanks, I’m good now.
Kwaherini mabibi na mabwana.