Rosie Huntington-Whiteley menu: TRANCHES DE JAMBON AUX MADÈRE SAUTEED SLIGED HAM IN MADEIRA
6 slices cooked ham, cut 1/4 cup beef broth
1/4-inch thick 2 teaspoons tomato paste
3 tablespoons butter Va teaspoon freshly ground
3 tablespoons chopped black pepper
green onions 1/4 cups heavy cream
3 tablespoons flour 3 tablespoons cognac
% cup Madeira or sweet sherry
Trim the fat off the ham. Cut each slice in half crosswise. Melt the butter in a skillet; brown the ham in it on both sides. Remove ham and keep it warm. Pour off all but 2 tablespoons of the fat. Add the chopped green onions; sauté 1 minute. Blend in the flour; cook 1 minute. Gradually add the wine and broth, stirring steadily to the boiling point. Blend in the tomato paste and pepper; cook over low heat 5 minutes. Stir in the cream, bring to a boil, and cook over low heat 5 minutes. Return ham to the skillet; cook 5 minutes, basting frequently. Heat cognac; set aflame and pour over the ham.
Serve with a dry German white wine, a white Burgundy, a dry Italian white wine like white Chianti, or a rosé.
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