My parents always boycotted Costco. We are a newspaper family and they don’t advertise in newspapers so we didn’t give them our business. But the family is growing and food prices are soaring, so my mom has caved. She recently showed up at my doorstep with a giant Pork Rib Roast and 490 apples. We had no idea what to do with them but we were happy that they would feed an army.
This simple recipe calls for apples, white wine, pork, salt and pepper. I skipped the gremolata and didn’t miss it. It’s pretty to look at and since it’s a fatty cut, it’s tender and delicious.
I tried not to think about how we were selling out while we gobbled it down, but I felt undeniably guilty the next day. Maybe this is just the nudge I needed to talk me into paying for a New York Times subscription?