Two dinners

My grill enjoyed Memorial Day with in someone else’s yard. I hope they had a good dinner!

I spent Sunday choosing a grill and a smoker, which suddenly I find I want quite unreasonably. I spent hours dithering between the good smoker, which costs too much, and the really good smoker, which costs even more and weighs a ton and was originally recommended by a venture capitalist, which probably tells you all you need to know.

But I probably can’t have either.

So, I got some local sausages and baked my own hot dog buns, using Ruhlman’s buttermilk dinner rolls as a starting point and making New England style top-split rolls which are still bizarrely exotic to me. Why does everyone in Boston split their hot dog buns the wrong way? Look — they’ve even got me doing it.

Memorial Day, it seems, is now international. The Hidden Kitchen people in Paris had the same idea. They made their own hot dog buns.

^ quote("Baking some hot-dog rolls for butter poached langoustine rolls for dinner tonight.")

Damn. Why didn’t I think of that?