Hey there everybody! This is The Lunch Laddy, Michael Gillan Maxwell, bringing you a special summer edition of The Lunch Lady Cookbook. As Alice Cooper said:” School’s out for summer!” Right? You know it Baby ~ and when school’s out, that means the Lunch Lady is chillin’ like a villain and gellin’ like a felon ~ but there are still plenty of Lunch Lady doings to rant and rave about.
First of all, it’s been a scorcher. It’s as hot as a dockers armpit, so hot even my sweat is sweating, hot as a marathon runner’s jockstrap, sweating bullets and hotter than a two peckered billy goat, hotter than Hades and sweating like a stevedore, hotter than a hen in a wool blanket, hotter than a two dollar pistol, hotter than bus station chili, hotter’n a burnt boot, hot as Methodist Hell, hotter than the hinges hangin’ off the gates of Hell, oy it’s a schvittz out there!
Some of you have been writing me to say:”What gives Lunch Laddy? Who takes the summer off anymore? People gotta eat!” You have spoken and I am listening, good people. Not only do people gotta eat, but people gotta drink too. There may be some of that here in The Lunch Lady Cookbook Summer edition. Just you wait and see.
Summer is the right time for the night time to fire up the grill! The coals should be just past the point of incinerating anything that comes near them. I always find it best to start with a humongous pyre on a spit of land that is surrounded on three sides by water. That way if things get out of control it greatly increases your odds of outrunning the conflagration, should things get out of hand and if that doesn’t work, you can dive into the water in any one of three directions. On Seneca Lake there are any number of wineries or microbreweries that you can swim to while you recover from the trauma.
So getting down to brass tacks. The Event of the Season was The Lunch Laddy’s “Lunch Lady Cookout for the Summer Babies” (which of course was a thinly veiled excuse to invite all my friends over to give me presents!) My oldest childhood friend, Mike (by that, I mean he’s 1 day older than me) flew out from Wisconsin so we could celebrate our birthdays together. Needless to say, our reunion set a new standard for civilized discourse and sophisticated entertaining for generations to come. It was ascots and cocktails at Noel Coward’s all the way..
The menu was replete with summer classics ~ all kinds of skewered stuff, flaming grills, blues, cold beer, watermelon, sweet corn, chicken spiedies, venison spiedies, shrimp on the barbie, summer salads a-go-go, carrot cake, banana bread, blueberry bread and about 52 bottles of wine that my friend Jeff brought (what kind of man does he think I am anyway???) I served elegant hors-d’oeuvres on pirate themed dinnerware and we played ukeleles ‘till dawn. Thankfully no animals were injured in the making of that party. I even successfully navigated that most prosaic of summer dishes, but one who’s essence has eluded me ~the time honored, but very underestimated: “Potato Salad”
Lunch Lady Summer Slam Potato Salad
2 pounds eensie weensie itty bitty fresh red potatoes (no ~ don’t even THINK of skinning them!)
1 cup Spanish onion (finely chopped)
1/2 cup fresh celery (finely chopped)
3 scallions sliced diced signed sealed and delivered
Cilantro, basil and chives from the Lunch Lady’s Herb Garden
Pink Hawaiian Sea Salt, pepper, garlic powder
Mayonnaise (4 tablespoons ~ maybe more)
1 Tablespoon of hot, horseradish mustard
Steam potatoes until done ( not too done ~still a touch on the firm side ~ if potatoes could be ‘al dente” that would be it) Chill in fridge until cool. (or even cold)
Slice and dice ~ along with everything else on this list. (Watch your fingers)
Add together with mayonnaise in a large mixing bowl.
Add spices liberally. (Season to taste)
Serve on pirate themed dinnerware.
9 bottles of wine ~ mostly Spanish Reserve Riojas
Ice cold beer
Grey Goose Vodka and Pomegranate Juice (it’s brimming with antioxidants)
The Lunch Lady Summer Baby Birthday Mix
- Birthday The Beatles
- The Stumble Freddy King
- Treat Her Right Roy Head & The Traits
- Boogaloo Down Broadway The Fantastic Johnny C
- Haunted House Roy Buchanan
- Mr. Pitiful Otis Redding
- Barefootin’ Robert Parker
- Tramp Otis Redding
- Knock On Wood Sam and Dave
- Land Of 1000 Dances Wilson Pickett
- Cool Jerk The Capitols
- Nashville Cats The Lovin’ Spoonful
- Respect Aretha Franklin
- Soul Man Sam & Dave
- Walking the Dog Rufus Thomas
- Peter Gunn Duane Eddy
- Rumble Link Wray
- Darlin’ Companion The Lovin’ Spoonful
- California Sun The Rivieras
- Bad Boy The Beatles
- Lovin’ You The Lovin’ Spoonful
- Polk Salad Annie Tony Joe White
- Henry Thomas The Lovin’ Spoonful
- Six Days On the Road Dave Dudley
- (You’re The) Devil In Disguise Elvis Presley
Repeat as necessary then follow up with playing ukeleles ‘till dawn. It helps if you can pay your neighbors to leave town for the weekend. I think that’s one of the reasons I still have a squeaky clean criminal record. If you ever sleep over at my house there will always be a fresh kazoo next to your bed, in case of emergency.
That’s it for Vol.I ! Stay cool and keep it on the DL…..
Be back soon with:
The Lunch Lady Cookbook
Summer Edition Sizzlin’ Summer Slam Extravaganza ~ Volume II
(Spoiler alert ~ It involves 2 pounds of BACON!)