This cooking adventure was fun due to the fact that not even our buddy was following a recipe. Fly by the seat of your pants always tastes good when the person cooking knows what they are doing. Fly by the seat of your pants tastes like char and shame when I’m cooking. Lucky for us, our friend knew what he was doing.
These dishes were made in small batches and it was perfect because those who did not like shrimp did not have to have it, it was perfect. I chose to top my shrimp-less bowl with plenty of parm and pepper.
And of course, a perfect end to a perfect meal. The perfect cigar with friends. Cheers!