*This post is definitely in partnership with Noble Vines wine, but all opinions and gulping are my own. We coo?*
I’m not 100% lizard! Wait, I should explain.
Remember about six or seven weeks ago, when I spit in that tiny clear tube, added a milky blue liquid substance to it, shook it up and hoped it didn’t explode in my hand, then mailed it off to Ancestry.com to find out my heritage history and pray it didn’t come back as, “NO DNA FOUND”?
Well, I exist! And I’m not a pod person. Nor a lizard. I’m happy to report that I am in fact a chic, stylish, posh European!
Sort of. In my head. 29% of me is. But it’s the majority of the results, so that’s my story and I’m sticking to it!
So check this out – this ^^ is my report. I’m basically English, too. Which makes sense, since I spend most of my days honing my best London accent. Because I probably live right in the heart of London, you know. Or maybe right outside of London, in a quaint village cottage, with thick green ivy climbing up the sides. Except that the report CLEARLY shows that I’m French. So I’m obviously living in Paris with my slew of black and white striped shirts. AND Belgium. And London. I’m very cultured like that.
Do you happen to remember on December 2nd, 2016 at 7:13am when I told you about Noble Vines teaming up with Ancestry.com in the whole celebrate-your-roots campaign? Right. So what I DID was, spit in the tube, mix it with the milky blue substance, shake it up, send it in, and wait.
And then the results came in (!), and now – we drink! And with the drinks, we’re eating a meal that I developed, to pair with the wine, based on my heritage findings. (I like the word findings.)
Isn’t this neat?! (I get excited about things.)
The moment I read Belgium and France – my brain (and stomach) leapt to a hugely traditional recipe mixing the two cultures – MUSSELS AND FRIES. Also known as MOULES-FRITES. Which apparently requires screaming at you.
Also, while I have you – you do know (and I know you know, you know, but I want to make sure you know know, you know?) that when you cook with wine, you cook with the wine you drink. NOT cooking wine. The quality of cooking wine is subpar, and quite frankly – major blecky. You always want to cook with gooood quality wine, wine you gulp, I mean drink, because that will do nothing but enhance the flavors of your dish! #science #partyon
That’s another reason why I decided on this ultra wine-y recipe. It’s mega traditional to pour at least a cup of dry white wine into the mussels to steam them. And another cup into your face, but we’ll get there.
I’ve always loved mussels. I never get the chance to make them at home, because 50% of the mouths in this house are the age of 3.
Aaaand that’s why we have fries. It’s the perfect combo for all faces! Baked French fries for them (and me), and the delicate mussels in a rich wine-y, creamy, mustard-y sauce for us. GAH. Hurts me good.
If you’re squeamish or nervous about mussels – dudes, don’t be! I know they seem like this crazy, laborious undertaking – when in fact, the scrubbing under cold water will take the longest (which isn’t even long at all). You basically want to make sure they’re still alive when you throw them in the pan. Alive and clean. No ocean dirt, man.
The steaming actually only takes a few minutes. And you can switch up the flavor of your broth, by adding different aromatics, like leeks, minced ginger, etc. I add diced tomatoes and basil once during the summer, and it knocked my face straight off my head and onto the floor.
I mentioned the fries, right? (sprinkle some powdered Parmesan on them for extra OMG.)
You’ll steam the mussels in a bit of garlic, shallots and wine. Then once they’ve popped open, you’ll transfer the mussels to a big serving bowl and finish off your sauce with a dollop of grainy mustard, HEAVY CREAM, some fresh parsley and lemon juice. (And your tears of merriment.)
And that’s it! You’ll serve the mussels in bowls, with extra bowls on the side for the shells. Just fork out the mussel from the shell, dip it in the wine sauce, and hoooooooooooly. Being Belgium/French is awesome.
The Noble Vines 446 Chardonnay was honestly such a lovely pairing, because dang that wine was smooth! (Plus, in a crazy twist of fate, was originally derived in Burgundy, France. Hey-oh, kismet!) It’s got all these aromas of Golden Delicious apples, pineapple and apricots. Almost creamy, if that makes any sense. And as far as the flavor, we’re talking PEACHES, you guys. And tiny, baby darling hints of vanilla spice. So that, with the fresh, tender earthy mussels – it was like, this perfect seamless partnership with the seafood. Yin and yang. Bam and boom. Yes and YAS.
A sip of wine, a mussel, a fry, a sip of wine, a mussel, a fry, a sip of wi – you get it.
Invite me over? S’il vous plait?
See how hip and European West I am?! (don’t answer that.)