Bill - it was supermarket pork, Farmland brand. I don’t normally buy pork except for that which is packed locally by Carlton Farms, but the QFC (Kroger) up the street carries this stuff and it hasn’t been injected with saline, so I decided to give it a whirl. It was a 5-rib roast that I cut into three humongous chops.
Brett - seared on all sides and finished in the oven. I didn’t time it, opting to use my remote thermometer and pull it at 140 degrees, but if I had to guess I’d say about 20 minutes at 375.
1.66666666 . . . . but who am I to quibble? Actually, this particular animal had some oddly-spaced ribs so I was able to cut three chops of equal size, but the one in the pictures only had one rib bone. The others have two. Hence, for Charlie’s benefit, the term “double cut”.
Translation: They’re very thick. Like two inches’ worth.
Kimberly and Brian London both had this at the Sbicca offline a few weeks ago. It was killer, I kept trying to steel it from her, although my prime new york with gorganzola rizotto and wild mushrooms wasn’t too shaby either.