When you read a recipe that has a fire warning, you can't help feel a little nervous. You also start to get really excited, anticipating the moment when you get to pour the brandy into the pan, imagining the flames leaping upwards to lick the hood of your stove, almost feeling the intense heat on your smiling face.
So when the moment finally arrives and nothing happens, it's quite a let down. Which isn't to say that the recipe wasn't a success, because it was. The steak turned out perfectly, the sauce was so subtle and rich, and the combined flavors were awesome.
But I wanted to watch stuff blow up. *pouts*
Along with the steak, we also made herbed potatoes and asparagus with a french vinaigrette, recipes that I will post shortly. All in all, I think French week was a great success!
It was daunting going into this meal in particular, because everything cooked so fast. We found ourselves measuring out everything before hand and lining it up in the order that we would add it, so that we didn't mess up once things started cooking (Mise en place, for you cooking people). I think it's a great technique when you have meals that move quickly, but I prefer to take my time, chop as I go. I call it the "sit and drink some wine and surf the internet while your food cooks" method.