Look man, I’m an adventurous eater. I really am! And I’m not talking about, “Hey, I ate sashimi yesterday!” Among my edible adventures, I’ve ingested chiterlings, ox tails, raw sea urchin, haggis, pickled pigs feet, cow tongue tacos, and even menudo soup. Do you know what menudo soup is? Hint: It’s not made from a bunch of 1980’s adolescent singers. It’s a Mexican soup made from tripe. The version that I had, was made from cow’s bladder, and do you know what it tasted like? Well, just imagine what a soup that’s primary ingredient was marinated in pee for its entire existence might taste like.
All that blah, blah is to clarify that I’m not one to avoid new things. If I’ve never had it before, that usually mean that I’m going to at least take a bite, dammit! If I’ve never seen that restaurant before, it wins over the one that I know well, even if that restaurant looks like a complete dump with a screened door attached to the front (incidentally, a screened door is a definite sign of awesome barbecue).
Now, here we come back to National Shrimp Scampi Day. I have loved shrimp since my very first bite, in fact, I’ve think on several occasions I have committed genocide on entire colonies of shrimp. Every time I’ve made shrimp at home, though, I’ve always just boiled them or steamed them. I think once I cooked them in rice, but that didn’t turn out so well. Today, on National Shrimp Scampi Day, it was the first time that I took some raw shrimp and did anything with them other than poor some old bay on them and stick them in a pot of water.
In hindsight, my lack of variety was really lame. Shrimp scampi is so easy to make, and makes shrimp taste completely more awesome than how I’ve been making them prior. Here I’ve been adding some dumpy old canned “rub” to my shrimp, and the whole time I could have been simply adding a bit of garlic, white wine, salt & pepper, butter, green onion, and cooking it all in a non-stick pan instead of a pot of water? Well… let’s just say this is my new way of cooking shrimp.
Real quick, before I close, I always thought that the name shrimp scampi was derived from the word “scamp,” so my assumption was simply that it was shrimp that tasted delicious even though it was very… mischievous? Understandably, that doesn’t make sense, but that’s what I thought. Ok, maybe that’s a bit of a stretch, I’ve just never ordered it when I saw it on the menu before, and no one had ever made it for me, so I’m a little bitter that I’m just now discovering it.
See you Monday for National Oatmeal Cookie Day (meh…).