|A couple of years ago, we were invited to our dear friends home for dinner. It was a very elegant dinner party, with amazing wines and delicious cheeses preceding dinner. Being a cheese lover, I actually over- indulged, so by the time dinner was served, my stomach limit was way over the limit. When dinner was placed in front of me, I stared in awe at my plate. Gorgeous, succulent, melt-in-your-mouth short ribs braised in hearty red wine over a perfectly creamy bed of polenta. Some how I reached for a bite and couldn’t stop, flavors dancing in my mouth, of garlic, wine, the most tender beef, falling off the bone, no need for a knife, delicious. I had long forgotten how full I was from those gorgeous cheeses, I couldn’t get enough of the ribs! Why did I ask for a small portion, don’t listen to me! Why is hubs sitting all the way across from me? Will anyone notice if I stand up and lean all the way over to his plate… I have been dreaming of those short ribs ever since. But where I live, short ribs can not be found in the food markets. What? How is this possible? How does a girl’s dream come true without short ribs?? So I have been on a search, for months, years, and then…..a new market! A new butcher! “Sure” he says, “I can get you short ribs, how much do you want?” How about 50 pounds? Who knows when I will be able to find them again…”I’ll take 3 1/2 pounds, please”.