I don’t know whether to say I am getting closer to a standard style kabob or further away…

This is Day 4 in my weeklong Kabob Party. Up until today I have limited my skewers to one ingredient and brought a bit of razzmatazz to the stick with well-chosen condiments. But not today. This party is getting fully integrated and it's starting to rock!

We started the series quietly with a Turkish Style Lamb Kabob made with ground meat and exotic spices; it was served alongside of a soft herb salad. Next up we threaded Brined & Marinated Shrimp onto wooden skewers. I showed you my trick to keep those little shrimpies in line too. No more twirling all over the skewer. This version comes with a tangy tomatillo and avocado salsa.

Just yesterday we had summer skewers at their simplest. Italian Style Chicken Spiedini with a Cucumber, Arugula and Olive Tapenade. Truly an al fresco treat.

It's not that I am a timid party guest, but I have to admit that one-ingredient simple skewers are how I most typically make kabobs. I like the control in cooking that comes from having some uniformity on the stick.

But I hear the boom of the bass. I feel the rhythm in the vibe. I know there are many of you who believe it’s not a Kabob Party without a little mingling! You are such a naughty bunch! You like the idea of having a few select beauties stuck on your stick!

Let’s say you are at the grocery store, okay? You grab a cart with one broken wheel (naturally) and wind your way through the aisles somehow avoiding that nice Mrs. Johnson who always manages to run her cart over your foot when she wheels over to say hello.

Let’s say you safely steer clear of the candy aisle and arrive in the produce section. You decide you are in the mood for something healthy, delicious and fresh. So you spend what little free time you have today really checking out what’s available– and let’s say you chose a perfectly ripe, red apple.

Then you make your way to the check out and get stuck behind cell phone guy and his very public conversation about his ‘effin wife and her ugly divorce proceedings. His third and final credit card somehow finally gets approved and he pays for his Lamisil and gets out of your way (with a look over his shoulder like you’re the one with the problem).

Then after three price-checks and lots of rolled eyes from the people behind you, you hand over your hard-earned cash to pay for that apple, packing it up and taking it to the car. Once you bully your way out of the parking lot and make that nearly impossible left turn into rush hour traffic, you spend 45 stressful minutes driving 2.75 miles to your house (let’s say you live in Los Angeles).

I was in the mood for seafood but the hunky BF wanted pasta.

What’s an over-achieving boot-licker to do?

Well combine both ideas and make everyone happy of course! This is another one of those made up recipes. I can’t take all the credit though, because the BF suggested combining them (and he chose the shell-shaped pasta whose sychronicity with the shellfish made me smile). I emailed my brother for more help and he suggested chorizo. He also chose the wine for this pairing.

Though, I share the credit– and I am not one to “tweet” my own horn (well maybe I am), I still have to say this is one of the best recipes I ever made up.

The word cioppino and the dish itself have become San Francisco classics. Still, its roots (even its name) may be Italian in origin. Which may lay some credence to the tale I have heard told that it was first brought to the American palate in the North Beach section of that great city by the bay.