Do you have certain meals that you make rarely, on special occasions, and then, as soon as you’re done eating them, you say to yourself, Damn, that was good. Why don’t we eat this once a week? I do. Roast turkey with stuffing and gravy is one of those meals — so deeply satisfying, and come on, would it be any less satisfying on a Sunday night in January? Pasta with fresh clams and basil is one of those meals: why do we only make it in the summer, when we love it so much? Our New Year’s lobster is one of those meals and so, I’m not afraid to admit, is the twice-a-year kid birthday staple, Hebrew National pigs-in-blankets, with which I shall never ever dream of arguing. But the biggest heartbreaker for me is our beloved yet marginalized friend, the glazed ham. Why is it that we only eat glazed ham in mid-to-late December, at holiday-themed dinner parties? Who made up that rule? No disrespect to our entertaining stand-bys — short ribs, ragu, pork loin braised in milk — but is there really anything tastier or more dramatic looking or, honestly, easier to pull off than a crispy, sweet, salty, diamond-scored, slightly caramelized, fat-marbled, relatively inexpensive, even-better-the-next-day ham sliced up tableside and served with some grainy mustard and squishy Martin’s potato rolls? It’s enough to make me wonder why — okay, beyond the health issues — we bother with anything else.
Because damn — did I say this already? — it tastes so good. And it’s easy, too. How easy? Here’s the entire ingredient list:
That’s it: apricot jam and dark rum. And unless you’re cooking for your local Hillel chapter, or your vegetarian book club — or Jonathan Safran Foer — a glazed ham tends to go over well. The best part, is you can live off it for a week. A ham and egg scramble for breakfast the morning after. Sandwiches the next day, on leftover rolls slathered in mayo: off the proverbial chain. School lunches, for the next few days, will blow a small mind. And then there is split pea soup, my favorite of all, one of life’s great pleasures. Damn, that’s good. Why don’t we eat this once a week? — Andy
A Glazed Ham (For All Seasons)
Get some apricot jam. Scoop out four tablespoons or so into a small pot. Pour in an equal amount of bourbon or good, dark rum. Set on medium heat and whisk until it gets all glazy and slightly bubbly. For the ham*, score the outer skin with a sharp knife in a diamond pattern. Bake at 325° for an hour in a roasting pan on the lower rack. After an hour, take it out and glaze it with a brush. Bake for another hour, basting/glazing with the drippings every 10-15 minutes. If it starts to burn, tent with foil.
Put on platter, let guests admire it. Slice thin. Serve with rolls and an assortment of mustards if you are having a cocktail party.
* You want a cured ham. You do not want a “fresh ham.”