That is why one must pick the adjoining couple wisely, gravely, and thoughtfully. In fact, use every last “-ly” you can think of before penciling in this date and weighing your travel options.
Fortunately, I have been privy to this for some time. And fortunately, I gather friends, and keep friends close to me, based on the following unwavering criteria:
- A love of cooking
- A love of baking
- A voracious appetite
- An admirably unquenchable thirst for any/all alcoholic beverages
* I must add that all of my friends hold at least one of the above attributes. I am not that picky. I can’t afford to be. I need somewhat to eat what I cook.
And so it was, that for my first couple’s weekend with Mike, we eagerly make a date with Becky and Matt. A bit of background, below.
Becky: Roommate and unfailing comrade through the dazing halls of college dorm existence, sorority sisters, and Chicago nightlife. Since then, she is a teacher to the Boston musical greats to-be and an excellent maker of barbecued ribs and blueberry pancakes.
Matt: A friend from college, as well as Becky’s longtime amour. Currently an architecture student, Matt is a Frank Lloyd Wright in the making (let it be known that I am the first to say so). Matt has an eager palate and a swift aesthetic skill for plating foods.
Now that the cast of characters for the weekend were in order, the setting was selected:
Becky and Matt’s eclectic and design magazine-worthy apartment in Cambridge. Aero mattress; Check. Champagne in the fridge; Check. Cheese platter; Check. Needless to say, Becky knows how to make me happy.
With Becky and me in the kitchen, Matt as DJ and master of décor, that left Mike as trusty bartender. And he did not miss a beat.
We all settled on a simple, appetizer-friendly menu so that we could nosh and chat, chat and nosh. Along with the usual suspects of cheeses, salami, and olives, we made a white pizza with truffle salt, parmesan, and lots of black pepper. Uncomplicated and tasty, leaving the apartment with the luxurious aroma of truffles.
Mike whipped up festive round(s) of Mortonis, courtesy of Danny Meyer. Crisp, brightly colored, and perfect for the holidays. The clean bite of Negroni paired nicely with the richness of the pizza. One slug in, and the staunch, troubling memory of the bus ride from Manhattan was forgotten.
Each of us had a role in this meal, made even more enjoyable by the company and by the creative and innovative décor in Becky and Matt's apartment. A few board games later, and I felt reminiscent of my college days. Only this time, dorm life in the waysides, my kitchen fever fit right in.
Couple's White Pizza with Truffle Salt (serves 4 hearty eaters)
1 (8 oz.) piece of store-bought dough (we bought ours from Whole Foods, but you can also usually purchase dough from any local pizzeria)
2 tablespoons truffle salt (expensive but worth it – try it on popcorn!)
4 tablespoons good quality extra-virgin olive oil
handful of flat-leaf parsley, roughly chopped
freshly-ground black pepper
¼ cup freshly grated parmesan
-Preheat oven to 450 degrees.
-If you don’t have a pizza stone, as we didn’t, take a medium-sized sheet pan with ¼ inch walls, and coat with olive oil.
-Drop dough on the pan and stretch with fingers until it fits the shape of the pan.
-Sprinkle with truffle salt, black pepper, and parmesan.
-Drizzle generously with olive oil.
-Bake in oven until browned and at desired doneness, about 12 minutes.
-Remove and sprinkle with parsley and more parmesan, if desired.
-Slice into wedges and serve.
Danny Meyer's Mortoni, makes 1 drink
Ice
1 oz. vodka of choice
1 oz. Campari
1 oz. tonic qater
1 lime wedge
1 orange wedge
2 lemon wedges
-Fill a rocks glass and a cocktail shaker with ice.
Add the vodka and Campari to the shaker and shake vigorously.
-Strain into the glass, top with the tonic water, and squeeze the juice from the lime and orange wedges and 1 of the lemon wedges into the drink.
-Garnish with the remaining lemon wedge and serve.
Just last weekend, our lovely Beantown host tried out making the entrée we enjoyed that evening, braciole, and it was a huge success! See below, from La Petite Chef's dear friend and sous chef, Becky Fisher:


