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If you live in New England, you are surely aware of the existence of a certain group of people, some times referred to as Yankees (nothing to do with the baseball team), Old Money, Brahmins or even the slightly derogatory WASPs. You may even be one.
These families have been in America longer than you and me and sometimes they like to remind you of that. But often they are more discreet about it, which is characteristic of this genus.
Often they have sailboats, horses and big old houses that have been in the family for generations. They belong to yacht clubs or country clubs where they can drink gin and tonics after a game of tennis with other People Like Them.
They do not wear socks with their Topsiders. Their Lacoste shirts are faded and frayed, worn with decades-old khakis.
They generally attend private schools and then Ivy League colleges.
Food is not their strong point. In fact it is not the point at all.
This is the world of Father of the Rain
by Lily King.
The story begins on Daley Amory's 11th birthday. She is the daughter of Gardiner Amory - patriarch, serial husband, bigot, alcoholic.
Daley's mother, fed up with his faults, has plans to leave her father the next day, taking Daley with her, leaving only a note behind. When Daley returns to the house at the end of the summer, hopeful to maintain a relationship with her father, she finds he has already moved on. The mother of a friend has moved into the house along with her family, replacing Daley and her mother, with barely an explanation.
Daley tries to come to terms with the new order - a small apartment for her mother and her, new step-siblings, a boyfriend for Mom. The only constant is her father's habits and addiction.
Martinis with tiny onions by the pool. Steak with A1 sauce. Cigarettes. Bickering with his new wife.
Where does Daley fit in?
The second half of the book takes place in Daley's adulthood. She has accepted a teaching position at Berkeley and is ready to start the next chapter of her life when her brother calls. Gardiner is in a bad way; he's talking of killing himself; Catherine has left him. She agrees to come east to help out but "for only three days. "
Of course she is forced to change her plans. She makes a deal - in order for her to stay, he must join AA.
She becomes the dutiful daughter, he the recovering addict.
Daley takes him to his meetings. Plays tennis with him at the club.
And tries to teach him to cook. He requests asparagus with hollandaise, lamb chops, lima beans.
She tells her boyfriend "This is not about me. It's about him."
Oh really?
Picture the calm blueness of a backyard pool, behind a rambling, wooden New England style home. There's a small pool house with a bar, where Gardiner refreshes his martinis time and time again. Freshly cut grass surrounds the terrace. There's a tennis court just beyond. It's late afternoon, and there's a 7 pm dinner reservation at the club.
What do you think Gardiner and Catherine are having with their cocktails?
I'm guessing onion dip with chips. A young, eager-to-please Daley was probably in the kitchen mixing together a pack of Lipton dried onion soup and a container of sour cream.
Is that the kind of dip we would make here at Mignardise?
No. No it isn't.
We can take that lowly recipe and make something entirely more delicious out of it, with just a teeny bit more effort. No need to even put down that martini.
Caramelized Onion Dip
1 large sweet onion, such as Vidalia, cut in half then thinly sliced
1 Tbsp. olive oil
1 Tbsp. butter
1 cup sour cream (low-fat is fine)
1 cup plain yogurt (regular, Greek, nonfat, whatever)
salt and pepper to taste
The key to caramelizing onions is this: low and slow.
Start by heating the oil and butter over medium heat in a large saute pan until the butter has melted. Add the onion slices and stir thoroughly so that all are coated with the butter/oil mixture.
When the onions begin to brown slightly, turn the heat down to low. Continue cooking, stirring occasionally, until the onions are very soft, fragrant and deep brown. Season with salt and pepper.
| About half way there |
| Nice and golden, but not quite caramelized yet |
This is no time for impatience. Pour yourself another drink and wait it out. The flavor will be worth it. This could take up to 45 minutes.
Once the onions are finished cooking, remove from the pan and allow them to cool.
When cool, chop them into a fine dice.
Mix sour cream and yogurt together, then stir in onions.
Serve with the chip of your choice.
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I love this review! All the descriptions, so accurate...serial husband, what a great phrase. Love the touch of the Topsiders in your pic too :-)
ReplyDeleteThe carmelized onion dip sounds delish~
"Pour yourself another drink and wait it out", LOL. No Gin & Tonic for me, but I have been known to drink a glass of wine (a generous pour)while while waiting for the onions to carmelize.
This was fun, thanks for sharing this review!
Karen, this is so well done on SO many levels...the writing, ("serial husband" LOL) the cooking, the photography!
ReplyDeleteYour onion dip looks so yummy, I'm wishing I had chips in the house to go with it. I'm so glad you've joined FFT this week.
Sounds like an interesting book, especially for one who has never been to New England. Yes, I agree, caramelizing onions takes time, sometimes as long as it takes to enjoy a few glasses of wine!
ReplyDeleteI have GOT to read this book after taking in your excellent summary - off to the library!
ReplyDeletethat was a dreamy post, or should i say an alcoholic haze took over me! i would love some old money, big house, yacht and pool please :-) of course you may pass the dip too, perfect with my G&T! anything with caramelized onions has me screaming more! how many stars for the book, the ambiance and dip is naturally 5 star!
ReplyDeletethanks so much for joining again, great to SEE you again!
I immediately put a "hold" on this book at my library! Will make the dip too sooner or later. Thanks for another splendid blog.
ReplyDeleteYou just wanted to drink Gibsons- good for you! That dip looks totally yummy, and I want those topsiders of yours. :)
ReplyDeleteHey Karen, if you're still in this sort of a reading mood, I'd recommend The Big House by George Howe Colt - I so miss the Cape! :-(
ReplyDeleteHi Karen - though it may be wrong to use your comments section as a public confessional, I must admit that we've eaten the Lipton's Onion Soup mix dip on more than one occasion. Even worse... we've liked it! But now that you've shown me a better way, I may just be able to feed my family's desire for creamy-oniony dip without a little packet of chemical dust. Thanks for saving us from the clutches of Lipton, and for a fun post.
ReplyDeleteHello Karen,
ReplyDeleteOh now I want to read this book and bask in a New England nautical setting. And I think this onion dip looks delicious.