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Twitterchops
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This dish is in my regular rotation. Take a pork medallion and trim away the visible fat. Brush on — and this is a euphemism for "smear ir on with your fingers" — a sauce made from the following ingredients:
1 tablespoon of molasses
1 minced or finely chopped garlic clove
1/2 teaspoon or so of cumin
Tile it with thin slices of apple and seal it inside a foil envelope. Bake in a preheated 375 degree oven for a little under 15 minutes, or until it reaches an interior temperature of 160 degrees.
Serve over a bed of rice; pour drippings from pouch onto dish.
Damned tasty, easy to make, easy to clean up; this is one of the signature dishes of Bachelor Kitchen. Like all of the dishes in my usual rotation, it’s not so much a recipe as it is the residue of my having some pork in the fridge one day and vaguely remembering details from two or three different preparations I might have read or seen in my travels.
Why is this called "Twitterchops"? And why am I bothering to blog about such a simple, straightforward dinner?
Because the last time I made it, I Twittered "Enjoying a pork chop baked with cumin, garlic, apples and molasses" and immediately heard back from several demographics, ranging from "I’m having a microwave burrito; I hate you" to "Oooo, I think I have that stuff in the fridge; I’m making those tonight!" And someone dubbed them: Twitterchops.
I’m posting this here in response to folks who’ve messaged me asking for it in the form of an actual, you know…recipe.
Bachelor Kitchen sort of resists any dish that’s so complicated to make that you can’t just remember it off the top of your head (or work it out procedurally). But it’s a signature example of this style of cuisine. In addition to the aforementioned characteristics, Twitterchops requires just a handful of ingredients, takes longer to enjoy than to prepare, isn’t distinctively unhealthy, makes you feel as though you made an effort to be a grownup who doesn’t have to have Cap’n Crunch for dinner five nights a week…and yet pricewise and trouble-wise, it’s competitive against the impulse to jump in the car and just grab some drivethrough.
Suffice to say that if I appeared in Kitchen Stadium honored as Iron Chef Bachelor, the challenger would be running around like a rabbit for the full time allotment preparing five dishes. Bachelor Kitchen insists that you do one very nice dish in twenty minutes and then spend the rest of the time eating dinner and reading "People."
Vintage Ad #1,251: Is This a Fruity Dessert or a Slab of Steak Smothered in Peaches?
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Source: Woman’s Day, March 1950
