Steak Au Poive in Italy
It's our last night in Italy, Milan specifically, we
have spent the last 11 days train hopping, sunbathing, drinking vino, hand
waving, meeting family, drinking vino, practicing our Italian, drinking
vino, hiking, sightseeing, drinking vino, and to say the least we were
tired. We had pasta as much as one can have, (that is a hard thing to
admit), so we wanted something out of the ordinary. It was a rainy
day. We had walked the streets of Milan for hours. Our feet were
tired, our minds exhausted, and our stomachs empty. It was our dream to
travel this far to trace our roots. We had seen all we could possibly see
in almost two weeks time. It was a dreary day, our minds hurt, our
tolerance for each other spent, and our pockets running thin. It had
rained for the most part from the time we got up that day. Our flight
left early the next morning and we wanted a nice sit down meal to end our
amazing adventure together. We slopped through the puddles, the wind, and
the dark streets of Milan for a while looking for a place that could meet our
needs. Either the place was closed or the wait was too long for our
current patience. We turned the corner and before our eyes was a bright
neon sign and marquee. A surprisingly little restaurant that
appeared to be open and available. The sign read French and the menu was
a combination of both Italian with some French cuisine thrown in. Our
eyes met each other and our thoughts intertwined. "Could this be any
good? Come on, it's a French restaurant in Italy, this can't be any
good?"
We were greeted immediately by a nice gentleman who took
us to our table. The dining room was very well designed with nice white
table clothes, dark wood walls, and elegant décor. They sat us at a long
table with other people. The dining was family style and you sat with
others. We were given each a menu and wine list. We ordered a light
drink and some antipasti. My cousin and myself decided to go a little
different this night. We chose what is normally a French dish. A
wonderful steak served to our preference topped with a great green peppercorn
sauce. Ahhh, and then heaven was just reached........ The flavorful
bursts of the peppercorns in our mouth with such excitement. The
creaminess of the sauce with the addition of Brandy lingered on the palate. The
steak cooked perfectly rare so juicy it cut like butter. Was
this the angels speaking to us gently in our ears? Was this
what euphoria feels like? My mouth, my stomach, my heart all in line
with each other. We were relaxed, content, and happy. It felt
like home should feel. Steak With Green Peppercorn Sauce
Ingredients:
- 1 lg flank steak
- McCormick’s Montreal Seasoning
- 1-cup beef stock
- 1-cup heavy cream
- 1/4-cup brandy
- 2 tbs green peppercorns from brine
- 1 lg shallot
- 2 tbs butter
- Salt/pepper
I actually made the brine for my peppercorns myself
and now store them on my shelf for use at anytime. In a large sauté pan
melt the 2 tbs butter. Salt and pepper the flank steak and sprinkle on a
bit of McCormick’s seasoning. Pan sear the steak on both sides until a
crust has formed. Remove from the pan and cook quickly on a hot grill to
preferred temperature. Remove and sit aside. Then sauté the
shallots in same pan until nice and tender. Pour in the brandy and stock
and reduce. Pour in the cream and the drained peppercorns. Stir,
reduce heat, and simmer very low for about 10 minutes until it thickens.
Slice the flank steak at an angle against the grain. You will be amazed
at how tender it is. Serve and drizzle some of the peppercorn sauce over
top. Serves anywhere between 2-4 people based on size of steak. One
of the best ways to eat a steak! This continues to put me back to that rainy
night in Milan.
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