That little phrase just flat out describes how much of this summer has been across the country. “Butt-stinkin’ hot!” Record temperatures. Humidity. Miserable for man and beast alike.
First time I heard that description, we were out and about with step-daughter Megan when she was about 16. It was a hot late summer day in SoCal—over 100. And she piped up that it was “butt-stinkin’ hot”. Now we’re not prudes and Meg wasn’t known to use coarse language but there was nothing we could do but let out one of those spittin’ and splutterin’ laughs and agree with her.
A lot of times when it’s that hot I just don’t want to heat up the kitchen. I’ll stoke up the grill and do something simple—even if it’s just turning a package of wieners into carbon coated tubes of mystery meat that we slap in a bun and slather with mustard.
But not too long ago, it was hot but I wanted to cook something nice for my wife for dinner. I had a bag of frozen shrimp that were already peeled, headed, de-veined and cooked that I could toss in the colander and thaw and I took it from there to come up with something quick and simple and light. And the sauce is fresh, light ingredients. Here’s what I came up with: Continue reading
