I knew something was up when I came home from work and
Tristan had a ridiculous grin on his face. He said he had been to Bloomington
Meats, so I knew I was in for a horrible treat. Not because I dislike the store, but because I knew he went there to find something crazy for me. Tristan knew I’d have a
priceless reaction during the reveal, so of course he caught it on film.
| Gorgeous. |
| Sweetbreads, spaetzle, rictotta and tomatoes |
We had seen sweetbreads on an
episode of chopped before but that didn’t mean I knew what to do with them.
This was one of those few times I needed to look in a cookbook. I checked in
Bittman’s How to Cook Everything and
to my chagrin, did not find sweetbreads in the index (LIAR!) So I used the
Betty Crocker Cookbook that we have had in our family all my life and has more
than a few samples on the pages, if you get my drift. Can I just say that my father will be ecstatic to know I used our family cookbook.
| Can you smell the deliciousness? |
Turns out, you have to boil them in water with a splash of
vinegar (after defrosting) before you can really cook them the way you want.
While that was boiling away, I finally figure out what the hell I was going to
make. LASAGNA!! So I made a tomato sauce with tomato, sweet pepper (Thanks,
Jen!), garlic, fresh basil and some dried thyme and oregano. I also boiled the
spaetzle just like you would pasta during this. I also made a fresh spinach and
fresh basil chop to layer in.
| Appetizing, isn't it? |
Once the sweetbreads had boiled for 20 mins, I took them out
and cut into it. I cut them into small chunks (in case
they were disgusting, we could still pick them out). Then sauteed them to make sure they were cooked through and to get rid of that disgusting grey color. Then I began to layer the
lasagna.
Tomato sauce, spaetzle, ricotta, spinach and basil,
sweetbreads, repeat. I topped with some grated mozzarella and threw it into the
oven to warm it all up—about 15 minutes.
| Still slightly gray. |
The result? A fantastic meal! I don’t know if Tristan had
any hope about this, but I sure didn’t once I saw the protein. We were both
very pleasantly surprised by the dish. The sweetbreads were chewing but tasted
fine. Tristan said they were his favorite part. I wasn’t such a fan, but could
at least tolerate them and acknowledge my success with them.
And, in case you were wondering, we have another package of
sweetbreads in the freezer so you know Tristan will be seeing them in his
basket soon!