On the third day they arose again from the dead…

It always amused me that one of the criteria for diagnosing an eating disorder from the book Fat is a Family Affair, by Judi Hollis is “Do you find the statement, ‘This is too rich’ confusing?”, because most food-lovers that I knew thought that statement was fairly confusing and I didn’t think we were all food addicts.

In the case of these short ribs, even I found them to be almost too rich. Short ribs alone are pretty rich, and this sauce, with all its flavors, cooked down to a syrupy consistency and spooned over the meat and rice, is extremely rich-tasting. I was really glad I had cooled the ribs off and lifted the fat from the casserole (actually, I wound up letting them sit for 2 days), because there was a lot of it and I think that helped. Poppy and Calvin loved them, though, so in that sense I guess it is another man-pleasing dinner.

Some of you may find the accompanying photograph to be disturbing in its detail; that’s because I think I may have figured out how to take close-up shots with my camera, but perhaps went overboard in this photo.