Evacuation Feast

Even Isaac can't stop the Big Green Egg.

Greetings from 70 miles northwest of New Orleans. We hope that everyone riding out the storm in New Orleans is hunkered down (I am so sick of hearing that phrase) and staying relatively dry. Lord willing, Isaac will finally decide to second line his way out of here by Thursday morning. Let's keep our fingers crossed that he brings Jim Cantore along with him. That guy is like an unwanted Mardi Gras guest who keeps pushing his flight back long after he wore out his welcome by vomiting on mom's favorite rug.

Even though we are running on a natural gas generator up here at Blackened Out Baton Rouge Evacuation Shelter, we have decided to forego cooking with electricity out of respect for those of you who are without power down south. Therefore, the Big Green Egg has seen plenty of action over the last 36 hours. Yesterday a whole roaster chicken spent a solid 6 hours in the BGE along with a few Yukon golds, some onions, a bulb of garlic, and a couple of links of beef and poblano sausage and country sausage courtesy of Cochon Butcher. They made for a mighty fine feast along with a bottle of 2009 Maison Roche de Bellene Bourgogne Vielles Vignes which was evacuated from the wine fridge at home.

From reviewing his Twitter updates and seeing pecan french toast on today's breakfast menu, Rene seems to be taking advantage of generator power as well when it comes to hurricane cooking. So you can rest assured that despite the 90mph winds and potential flooding, your faithful bloggers are staying well fed during this unintended vacation period. We hope that you are all doing the same.