Luxury Item

Last week, My Beloved and I schlepped out to San Remote for a meeting and, while we were in the Blackhawk area, we stopped at Draeger's Market to see how the other half lives.  We enjoy skimming through fancypants markets like this, just to see what's different from our own favorite, somewhat more downscale, markets.

This time, we spied a tub of truffle butter, quite pricey but then, what the heck? What fun we could have with this $10 purchase!  The package had several suggestions for ways to use it, so we popped it into our basket and called ourselves lucky to get out of there for less than ten smackers.

Last night, we had pasta bathed in truffle butter and sprinkled with Parmesan cheese. Highly recommended, although I think we skimped a little on the butter. We used the wide, flat pappardelle pasta, tossing it hot into a bowl with the butter before sprinkling with Parm. Even with minimal butter, it was deeply savory and earthy. Happily, there is always a next time when we can slather on some more.

This morning, I made My Beloved an omelet with truffle butter to grease the pan, and buttered his English muffins with it. He was in truffle heaven - head down, silent, fork flying - that's how I can tell he's fully engaged with his breakfast.

My next experiment will be truffle buttered toast under poached eggs. Stand by.