Paul DeLancey goes above and beyond on this interview. You’re gonna love this guy!
While the Earl of Sandwich earns a spot in any culinary hall of fame, he was indeed a flawed man: opinionated, drunken, corrupt, incompetent, a sex fiend, a Satan worshiper, and all that.
And with that intro welcome Paul to my attic.
Who are you and where did you come from?
I’m Paul R. De Lancey. I was born in Los Angeles. I mostly grew up in Arcadia, California. I lived a year in Australia and three years in the Netherlands. I enjoy humorous novels, science fiction, history, and cookbooks. I also enjoy long walks to the fridge for orange juice.
Obviously you’re a writer, what is the name of your book and the general plot?
The title is “Eat Me: 169 Fun Recipes From All Over the World.” It’s a cookbook, so there isn’t any plot, although I do add humorous tidbits at the end of each recipe about the recipe and its ingredients.
Where did you come up with the idea?
I’ve always liked to cook. I had been posting my meals on Facebook and on my blog. People showed interest and even suggested I write a cookbook. So I did.
Which of your characters do you like the most and why?
Again, there are no characters in a cookbook, but I like Mexican food the best.
Too funny, thank you for answering anyway!
Which one do you hate the most and why?
I hate lutefisk. So did the Vikings. The idea of staying put in Scandinavia with its horrible lutefisk made the Vikings so ornery that they invaded and rampaged over Europe for centuries.
You’re stranded on an island and you are granted three things;
The first thing you’re granted is an iPod with only one song loaded, what is it?
The theme song from Barney to motivate me in finding a way off the island.
The second item is a book with the last chapter missing, what is it and who wrote it?
War and Peace by Tolstoy. I Loved it except for the mind-numbingly boring last chapter. I want to thank who ever tore out that last chapter.
And the third thing you’re granted on this island is a lunchbox with a sandwich and a full thermos, yummy, what kind of sandwich and drink would you appreciate?
Philly cheese steak and root beer.
What is the biggest mistake you have made in your life? Not writing or publishing mistake – any mistake. Even if it happened in 3rd grade, I wanna know about it.
Stupidly changing an answer on a national math test in high school at the last second. If I had left it alone I would have gotten national recognition.
What would you do for a Klondike bar?
You’re still stranded on that island and two people show up, the character you love the most, and the one you hate the most, and they both know what you said about them. What do you do?
Get them to look for a contact lens in the sand while I sip on the root beer I got earlier in this questionnaire. Oh, and thank you for the root beer.
Flash round favorites:
In my hearing range
Spring. I so wanted to say allspice.
Place to visit
Place to live
Wherever my family is
It’s a Gift by W.C. Fields
Mexican, French, Swedish
And last of all, favorite memory?
Births of my children
Anything else you would like to add?
Vote Bacon & Chocolate in 2016.
And on that note, Paul didn’t have to but he shared a fantastic recipe for us so I do expect you all to try it. Thank you so much, Paul for going above and beyond!
SLOW FRENCH DIP SANDWICHES
2 1/2 pounds beef loin top sirloin
1 1/2 pounds beef sirloin tip
1 10.5 ounce can condensed French onion soup
1 cup beef stock or broth
1/2 cup water
1 bay leaf
1 teaspoon rosemary
1 teaspoon thyme
2 garlic cloves
1 teaspoon beef base or 1 beef bouillon cube
1/2 teaspoon sea salt
1 teaspoon Meat MagicTM spice
1/4 teaspoon black pepper
10 slices provolone cheese or about 10 ounces
5 French rolls
3 quart, or larger, slow cooker.
Cut the top sirloin and the sirloin tip enough so that it will fit inside your slow cooker and be covered with the liquid you will add later. Dice garlic cloves.
In fact, here comes the liquid now. Pour French onion soup, beef stock, and water into slow cooker. And now for addition. Add peppercorns, bay leaf, rosemary, thyme, garlic, beef base, sea salt, meat spice, and pepper. And wait.
And wait. Oh and the turn the cooker on low for 6-to-8 hours. (Egads, you’ll have time to collect all receipts that you’ve stashed all around the house in preparation for tax time. Then you forgot where you put them. Now you have time to find them. Go! Go! Look for those receipts. I’m with you on this one.)
It really pays to get an early start on this one, especially if you are using your cooker for the first time. Many but not all slow cookers will get the job done on low in 6-to-8 hours. (My crock pot however needs to be set on high to cook anything in less time than it takes a city to repair a major street.)
Use spoon with holes in it to remove beef from cooker to serving bowl. Open French rolls. Put a slice of provolone cheese on each half. Use spoon with holes in it to put a generous portion of beef on the roll. Spoon juice remaining in cooker onto open sandwich. Close sandwich. Spoon more juice onto closed French roll. Eat. Dream of Heaven.
1) The sandwich was invented in 1762 when the Earl of Sandwich was too busy to leave the gambling table to eat. Instead, he had a waiter bring him roast beef between two pieces of bread.
2) See, gambling has been good for society.
3) Indeed, many people believe professional sports came into being because gamblers hired players to be on the team they were backing with their bets.
4) The Earl asked for slices of bread to keep the grease from the roast beef from marking the playing cards.
5) While the Earl earns a spot in any culinary hall of fame, he was indeed a flawed man: opinionated, drunken, corrupt, incompetent, a sex fiend, a Satan worshiper, and all that.
6) There is no word, however, if he over spiced.
7) But he did weaken the Royal Navy to such an extent that the French Fleet beat it in 1781, ensuring America’s victory in the American Revolution.
8) A lot to think about when you bite into your next sandwich.
Thank you so very much for coming to cook for us today. My attic smells wonderful!
Thank you, Atty!