Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “rib.” Use it as a word, or find a word with “rib”in it. As always, use any way you’d like. Enjoy!
Today’s stream of consciousness is “rib.” An easy one for me today as sitting in my refrigerator is an eight pound prime rib roast.
This is in no way a norm for me. I was raised in an environment of how do you make one pound of meat last two days and feed three growing kids. That is on the days we had meat. Once a year on our birthdays when we were teenagers we could pick a place to eat a special dinner out. Marmac’s restaurant was always a favorite. I don’t have any idea the cost but I knew it was a great splurge for my mother.
Marmac’s Restaurant, San Gabriel, CA. Prime Rib was the main bill-of-faire. You would be seated and then go through a small buffet line where you’d select a cut of Prime Rib and decide which sides to go with it. (from a Pinterest site)
My mother would laugh at the fact that each of her three children could eat any adult under the table when it came to prime rib. It was such a luxury and we were very appreciative and we all loved prime rib. You could go back as many times as you wanted and boy oh boy did we. It is funny but don’t remember overeating, just being blissfully satiated.
My love for prime rib has ebbed and flowed over the years. I am so very picky about my food being extremely hot (temperature wise) and that is not easy to do with a cut of prime rib. So I rarely eat it, not even once a year.
Fast forward to today. Tonight is the second night of Passover and we are hosting a small dinner for four generations. My 93 year old aunt, myself and my husband, my daughter, and two of her children will sit down together to a glorious meal that rejoices in G-d’s glory to our people. We shall partake of special foods. We shall indulge in prime rib. We shall ask the four questions, We shall hide the matzoh. We shall invite Elijah to our table. Elijah is invited
I wish I could say I know exactly what I am doing when I make a prime rib but truth be told it is such a rare occurrence that I resort to YouTube and Google searches for help. I have made maybe 5 or 6 in my lifetime. Typically I make a brisket which is also a luxury in our home. Yesterday we were unable to locate one. The butcher said in this neck of woods brisket is not a go to item. Ah, the reality of living in the burbs sans a Jewish population.
So hopefully my special meal of matzoh ball soup, hard boiled eggs, gefilte fish, crudites, fresh cooked vegetables, Italian chicken, prime rib, three kids of potatoes, along with the ceremonial Seder foods will make for lovely memories for my family.
If you would like to play along with the SoCS fun, head on over to Linda G. Hill’s blog for all the rules – then jump on in! It’s great fun.