Kenny Shopsin's wife, Eve, died in 2002 and he dedicated Eat Me to her. Here's how Kenny introduces his recipe for pecan chicken wild rice enchiladas:
"This was Eve's favorite dish at Shopsin's. . . . Eve liked to recommend it to her customers so she could eat whatever they left on their plates." (Tipsy emphasis.)
I made these enchiladas last night and they were good. But holy hell, not THAT good. Shopsin is eccentric in ways that can not be faked and apparently Eve was too, though to be fair, she's not here to defend herself. Even if she did eat leftover scraps off customers' plates, would she appreciate Kenny writing about it in his book? Thoughts?
I just asked Isabel to help me describe the enchiladas:
Tipsy: So what did you think of those enchiladas last night?
Isabel: They were fine.
Tipsy: What did you like about them or not like about them?
Isabel (shrugging): I don't know.
Here's what they were like: Creamy, a little crunchy, super-rich.
I also made hamburgers for the kids. Stella polished off her own hamburger and then ate what Owen left on his plate.