tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27180473600927076172024-03-12T21:13:47.818-04:00smart cookieFor a little bit of sugar, a little bit of spice. For some morsels, tidbits, and cooking advice. For the completely clueless, those smarter than me, and of course, for those who want to be...all they can be. There are few things in life that really matter. Family, friends, and whether or not you know how to make yeast rise.smartcookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918563026825551467noreply@blogger.comBlogger74125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718047360092707617.post-11363949992047322092010-10-19T16:52:00.003-04:002010-10-19T16:53:30.050-04:00Coming Soon!Hi Everyone!
I've been missing in action in the blogging community for nearly a year now! Where the heck have I been? I have a new blog coming soon....I'll be back with the new link before the new year. All good things to come xoxosmartcookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918563026825551467noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718047360092707617.post-4957407182309568722009-11-06T07:34:00.000-05:002009-11-06T15:09:13.136-05:00Heavenly Cake Baker: Pumpkin CakeThe past week or two has been kind of a whirlwind. David and I finally bought a car, and we went to pick it up from Jacksonville last weekend. It's a little unconventional, but we bought our new (fabulous and zippy) <a href="http://www.productwiki.com/upload/images/2007_honda_fit_style_shot_driving.jpg">Honda Fit</a> from a car broker from whom my family has purchased many cars. We had a little trouble finding just the right car in NYC, so we bought one over the phone instead. Woo. I know. It's all been a little stressful, as things like this tend to be--but in all, it's pretty awesome we pulled it off. We made it to JFK with enough time to split a beer (a mandatory airport tradition) and eat a crappy piece of pizza.
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We spent the night with my aunt and uncle on Friday night in Jax and with my parents in Charlotte on Saturday. Good grief. My dad's chili THEN his frittata was just enough to make me want to get back in the kitchen immediately. I was only able to make $5 pasta with sauce and ground turkey this week. We were on the "we just bought a car diet." It's all the rage.
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I have been in this dreamy NY fog since October. Something about fall just gets me. I've already watched "The Holiday" twice. The part when Cameron Diaz takes off her white coat and reveals her fancy pencil skirt is too fantastic. I know, I'm five. What can I say? I like fancy clothes. Thank the Lord for <a href="http://www.beaconscloset.com/">Beacon's</a> or I would still be wearing khaki capri pants from tenth grade to work.
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Anyway, I made this cake last week (so 2000 and late with this post. My apologies), and had to modify the look of it considerably. I didn't want to buy the pans (car diet), and since I started making it at 7 o'clock last Sunday...the frosting was a little too in-depth for me not to screw something up. I was really impressed with the flavor of this cake. Super moist and not too rich--the glaze was to give the texture and sweetness a boost. It's simply white chocolate chips (2 cups) and evaporated milk melted in a saucepan then dripped across the top. This is the perfect cake for breakfast (without the glaze) or with coffee (with).
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Next fall I might be a little more ambitious and make the <a href="http://heavenlycakeplace.blogspot.com/">legit pumpkin version</a>, but I think Rose would approve. She notes that you can substitute the pumpkin pan for the bundt pan.
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I'm off to a yoga retreat in Monroe, NY this weekend! Not sure what to expect since it's my first time doing a retreat like this...but there is mention of a "fireside gathering." Something totally new and different!
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Thanksgiving recipes to come. loves.
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</div><div>It's on. <p></p></div><div>
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The R train is a creepy train. No way around that. <p></p>
I rode it home last night (as it's the train that takes me to Union street) after I had drinks at the St. Regis Hotel with my friend/co-worker, Adrienne. I ordered a vodka cranberry and didn't say "what's your cheapest vodka?" mainly because I was in a hotel bar...in Manhattan, and it's all expensive. <p></p>
It was $17. <p></p>
Our server kept re-filling our wasabi peanuts/peanut mix/pillow pretzel trio every time it was about halfway gone, and after about the fourth refill--it was just downright embarrassing. I wanted to say, "For God sakes! If you refill it, we will just keep eating!" <p></p>
We ended up at the St. Regis because I had dragged poor Adrienne to Ruth Reichl's book-signing at the Columbus Circle Williams-Sonoma. I walked in and promptly wanted to leave. As much as I want to love book-signings, they only seem to make me overheat (as one is wont to do in a crowd) and say ridiculous things to famous authors who will (obviously, though I really want them to) never remember me. <p></p>
I admit it. I didn't end up buying <em>Gourmet Today</em>...even though I really wanted to go up to Ruth and say something silly (something intelligent would be too much to ask) like, "You're fabulous!!" like I did to Ina Garten at Crate & Barrel last fall...all the while, I'm wiping sweat off my lip with one hand and balancing a mini red velvet cupcake in another. There was a line of 30 people? 50 people? I only got a glimpse of fabulous Ruth (certainly not enough time to talk about her stint at the commune), and Adrienne and I instead decided on drinks at the Mandarin Oriental (it was just so close!). There weren't any seats available by the windows (pfft. We would only pay for expensive drinks if we were going to be by the view), so we hoofed it back to the St. Regis, and ta-da. Adrienne (who obviously knows her classy hotel bars) and I found ourselves sipping $17 cocktails on a Tuesday. <p></p>
Irony. <p></p>
I spent the train ride home reading <em>The Eleventh Hour</em> by <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Eleventh-Hour-Graeme-Base/dp/0810932652/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1253740222&sr=1-1">Graeme Base</a>, which I had purchased earlier to send to Jamison for his first birthday (which is today!!!). <p></p>
Tuesday, success and the usual blunders. <p></p>
To hear more about the <em><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Gourmet-Today-All-New-Recipes-Contemporary/dp/0618610189/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1253741056&sr=1-1">Gourmet Today</a></em> and Ruth Reichl's take on the food movement, you can listen to her September 22nd interview on WNYC-The Leonard Lopate Show <a href="http://www.wnyc.org/shows/lopate/episodes/2009/09/22">here</a>. <p></p>
In the meantime, I'm going to get back on track with <a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/">TuesdayswithDorie</a>. Get excited about the bake-along announcement for <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0471781738/ref=s9_simz_gw_s0_p14_t1?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&pf_rd_s=center-2&pf_rd_r=1TPHFSVEE39N6JFTA266&pf_rd_t=101&pf_rd_p=470938631&pf_rd_i=507846">Rose's Heavenly Cakes</a>. <p></p>smartcookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918563026825551467noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718047360092707617.post-81415018615387212752009-09-16T14:34:00.001-04:002009-09-16T14:35:48.379-04:00New video from BabyCakes...a little more scandalous!<object height="220" width="400"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6596217&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1"><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6596217&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="220"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/6596217">BabyCakes NYC: Frosting Party!</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user1523068">BabyCakes NYC</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.</p>smartcookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918563026825551467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718047360092707617.post-19569308913618089292009-09-03T20:24:00.010-04:002009-11-06T11:59:07.991-05:00Recipe: Traditional Pesto<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjK1o4B_e5gxa2qRasx9d-bi2gZiGONjLWKSIaTuPKDmk6Vp0YMEWWUwRPMOdqGM1KW2aDF4UtPXKO5SaoevgL-_4j5QMBE-fc7AWl_8aXqA3nz2xTtuHFrL7rq3IhRi0D1vVoiVRHyO0/s1600-h/DSCN1393.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378791383889670914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjK1o4B_e5gxa2qRasx9d-bi2gZiGONjLWKSIaTuPKDmk6Vp0YMEWWUwRPMOdqGM1KW2aDF4UtPXKO5SaoevgL-_4j5QMBE-fc7AWl_8aXqA3nz2xTtuHFrL7rq3IhRi0D1vVoiVRHyO0/s400/DSCN1393.JPG" border="0" /></a>
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2 loosely packed cups fresh basil leaves, rinsed and dried
Salt
1/2 clove garlic, peeled, or more to taste
2 tablespoons pine nuts or chopped walnuts
1/2 cup extra virgin olive oil, or more as desired
1/2 cup freshly grated Parmesan, pecorino Romano, or other hard cheese (optional) <p></p>
1. Combine the basil with a pinch of salt, the garlic, the nuts, and about half the oil in a food processor or blender. Process, stopping to scrape down the sides of the container if necessary and adding the rest of the oil gradually. Add more oil if you prefer a thinner mixture. <p></p>
2. Store in the refrigerator for a week or two or in the freezer for several months. Stir in the cheese by hand just before serving. <div><p></p>
</div><div>Credit: How to Cook Everything 2e; Mark Bittman; Wiley 2008</div>smartcookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918563026825551467noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718047360092707617.post-40286424581732783692009-07-28T21:22:00.009-04:002009-07-28T22:19:15.575-04:00TWD: Vanilla Ice Cream & Recipe: Dump-it-In Peach Cobbler<div>When I was riding the train home tonight I noticed it smelled kind of like a hotel. Bizarre. For a few brief moments, I pretended like I was in the fanciest hotel ordering room service. The D train screeched into Atantic/Pacific street station...and I remembered I had something special waiting for me in the fridge. Not room service...but really though, there is no better comfort dessert than this peach cobbler. My mom always made it when my sister and I were growing-up, and it's the perfect dish for summer. The recipe from Tuesdays with Dorie this week was picked by <a href="http://www.cafelynnylu.blogspot.com/">CafeLynnylu</a>, and it was a natural companion to the cobbler. <p></p> You can't imagine what running an oven in an air condition-less apartment will do to the temperature, but let's just say I was sweating...</div><div><p></P>
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</div><div>Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Using a small-medium baking dish (I use my square Pyrex), place the butter in the dish and put it in the oven. In a separate bowl, mix together the sugar, milk and self-rising flour (<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">must</span> be self-rising). Pull the dish with the melted butter out of the oven, and pour in the flour mixture. DO NOT stir. Pour drained peaches on top. Bake for 60 minutes. The crust should be golden brown. </div><div>
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</div><div>CREDIT: The Small World of Cooking (Favorite Recipes Press 1984)</div>smartcookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918563026825551467noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718047360092707617.post-38792730077139616012009-06-30T00:00:00.004-04:002009-06-30T12:36:24.594-04:00TWD: The Perfect Party CakeTa-da. My first recipe with <a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/">Tuesdays with Dorie</a>. I will be posting about a recipe from <span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Baking-Home-Yours-Dorie-Greenspan/dp/0618443363/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1246324409&sr=8-1">Baking: From My Home to Yours</a></span> twice a month with several other baking enthusiasts who also have blogs. It's a nifty idea, and I'm happy to be baking something new and different this often. This week's recipe, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Perfect Party Cake</span> was chosen by Carol from <a href="http://www.tablefare.com/blog/">mix, mix...stir, stir</a>.
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Finally, it was a sunny weekend in Brooklyn. David and I spent it at a pub crawl in Carroll Gardens, doing laundry (joy), and buying delicious food. We bought some homemade pickles and thai-flavored cashews while we waited for our clothes to shrink...I mean, dry. I was just getting ready to make the<span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"> Perfect Party Cake</span> when I realized my other 9x2 inch cake pan was missing. Sigh. It's been missing since Anne Marie and I made Valentine's brownies in it....over two years ago. Apparently, it's been that long since I made a cake. Welcome back to cake-baking, Jana. Why, thank you.
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I have a fear of egg whites. It all goes back to the time I made Mark Bittman's recipe from <span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic">How to Cook Everything </span>for pancakes that called for egg whites, and instead of them turning out super fluffy, they were super flat.
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Don't mess with a girl's breakfast. (not Bittman's fault, my own)
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Anyway, I may have overcome my fear of egg whites (I'm at least on the road to recovery). This recipe called for me to use a double boiler to melt sugar and egg whites to create a meringue and after some agonizing whisking (David had to relieve me at some point), I had created a solid. woo woo.
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I have no idea how David and I are going to eat all of this cake, but I'm sure we will manage somehow. Off to Oregon to see David's family this weekend...
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Possible part-time job may be another freelance job, but I need to put a proposal together before it's a go. Lots of details to be ironed out, but if that doesn't pan out...I may be behind a coffee counter again. woo.
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Just signed up for Tuesdays with Dorie, (I think? but I think it will take a bit to get added to the blog roll), so I will be baking recipes from <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Baking-Home-Yours-Dorie-Greenspan/dp/0618443363/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1245603599&sr=8-1">her book</a> as well starting next week.
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Finally joined a book club, and we had our first meeting at <a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/elsa-new-york">Elsa'</a>s last Friday after reading <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Unaccustomed-Earth-Stories-Vintage-Contemporaries/dp/0307278255/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1245603334&sr=8-1">Unaccustomed Earth</a> by Jhumpa Lahiri. Highly recommend this book; I couldn't put it down. I'm just about to finish Empire Falls by Richard Russo, and I recently read his latest, Bridge of Sighs. Love his style so -- his books are like wrapping your hands around a warm cup of coffee.
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June has been a bit of a blur so far. David and I were in New Orleans the 4th - 7th for Johanna's wedding, which ended up being a fantastic weekend. My parents were there as well, since the Hills are our oldest family friends. We met when my family and I lived in Baton Rouge when I was little, and we continued to stay close friends even after my family and I moved to Chicago, then to Charlotte. Johanna, Miss Karen and my mother and I would meet in Florida when we were visiting our grandmothers a couple of times and year, and when Johanna graduated from college she came to visit me in England (where I was studying abroad at the time). At that point, we hadn't since each other since we were 16, but we didn't miss a beat.
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I feel truly lucky that she and I are still close friends, and it's crazy to think I was just a bridesmaid in her wedding. I feel like we were just six, with messy ponytails and smocked dresses.
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Here is a recipe from the bridal brunch, which was held at Brennan's. mmm. I love New Orleans.smartcookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918563026825551467noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718047360092707617.post-31828497730238496102009-06-21T20:04:00.000-04:002009-06-21T12:26:10.715-04:00Brennan's Bananas Foster<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQvZisIhMHk6z4k551DmoxvjN8cq9CJdUB98tnW8NX_6-VaJcSACSsz3lwxa6dNd3bWl72RVLRHthpAShkbZOHnigLAUvATqWnqquCiiDbkh89AuuxLh7zCFrsOBOSoQzYMtgzylxjQwM/s1600-h/IMG_2486.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQvZisIhMHk6z4k551DmoxvjN8cq9CJdUB98tnW8NX_6-VaJcSACSsz3lwxa6dNd3bWl72RVLRHthpAShkbZOHnigLAUvATqWnqquCiiDbkh89AuuxLh7zCFrsOBOSoQzYMtgzylxjQwM/s400/IMG_2486.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347710346061200450" /></a>
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</div>smartcookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918563026825551467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718047360092707617.post-51543905153233247122009-05-26T07:06:00.004-04:002009-05-27T07:20:50.959-04:00Kitchen This<div style="text-align: justify;">I have a list of things I need to do. Mainly, I need a part-time job. I have been saying this since I moved to New York, but really...I am going to suck it up. I just got done reading the last lecture and <a href="http://download.srv.cs.cmu.edu/~pausch/">Randy Pausch </a>tells this story about a woman (maybe an old girlfriend?) who was worried about money and went to yoga class every Tuesday to de-stress. He finally pointed out that if she quit going to yoga on Tuesdays and got a part-time job, she would be able to pay off her debts. She did, and I will. Sigh. New York, why you gotta be so expensive? </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br></br>
</div><div> </div><div style="text-align: justify;">I shared pictures of my kitchen from my past apartment, but this time the pegboard was a necessity due to space. My inspiration came from Julia Child's kitchen, pictured below. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br></br>
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I'm off to Johanna's wedding in New Orleans next weekend, and I will be posting something delicious in the meantime. I admit, we have reverted back to take-out more lately. I think I am still getting used to our tiny kitchen:). </div><br></br>
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</div><div>Our kitchen, below. Thoughts on painting the board?
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<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYFf7YIzWnKtKcy9rWeBgTaQaaySucoOGMhG5yBsuZ57U4-hKWPBdrsTpLoYk7liU089T7uGzIqrCEqsjOv9szYqz_mJjovd8q9QzU4COSzkb00dViiO3_puxMcEJe9W45K5BTqxSGEQw/s1600-h/DSCN0713.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYFf7YIzWnKtKcy9rWeBgTaQaaySucoOGMhG5yBsuZ57U4-hKWPBdrsTpLoYk7liU089T7uGzIqrCEqsjOv9szYqz_mJjovd8q9QzU4COSzkb00dViiO3_puxMcEJe9W45K5BTqxSGEQw/s400/DSCN0713.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335630401787931506" /></a> <!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">1 dozen scones</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman"">4 cups bleached all-purpose flour<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman"">4 3/4 teaspoons baking powder<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman"">1 teaspoon salt<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman"">2/3 cup plus 3 tablespoons granulated sugar<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman"">1 1/2 cups “quick-cooking” (not “instant”) rolled oats<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman"">12 tablespoons (1 1/2 sticks) cold unsalted butter, cut into tablespoon-size chunks<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman"">4 large eggs<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman"">2 tablespoons vanilla extract<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman"">1 cup heavy cream, or more as needed<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman"">2 1/2 cups semisweet chocolate chips<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman"">About 1/3 cup granulated sugar, for sprinkling on the tops of the unbaked scones<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman""> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman""><b>Mix the dough<o:p></o:p></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman"">In a large mixing bowl, thoroughly whisk the flour, baking powder, salt, and granulated sugar. Mix in the rolled oats. Drop in the chunks of butter and, using a pastry blender or two round-bladed knives, cut the fat into the flour mixture until reduced to pearl-size pieces. Further reduce the fat to smaller flakes, using your fingertips. In a medium-size mixing bowl, whisk the eggs, vanilla extract, and heavy cream. Pour the egg and cream mixture over the flour mixture, scatter the chocolate chips over, and stir to form a dough. The dough will be dense but moist. (If the dough seems a bit dry—due to the absorption quality of the flour or if the day is cold and arid—work in a little more heavy cream, 1 tablespoon at a time.)<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman""><b> <o:p></o:p></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman""><b>Knead and refrigerate the dough<o:p></o:p></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman"">Knead the dough lightly in the bowl for 30 seconds to 1 minute. Divide the dough in half and form each half into an 8 to 8 1/2-inch disk. Refrigerate the disks, wrapped in waxed paper, for 20 minutes.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman"">Preheat the oven to 400 degrees F. Line 2 heavy cookie sheets or rimmed sheet pans with lengths of cooking parchment paper.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman""><b> <o:p></o:p></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman""><b>Form and top the scones<o:p></o:p></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman"">Place each disk of dough on a lightly floured work surface, and using a chef’s knife, cut into 6 pie-shaped wedges. As the scones are cut, press in any chips that may stick out of the sides. Transfer the scones to the prepared pans, placing them 3 inches apart. Assemble 6 scones on each pan.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman"">Sprinkle a little sugar over the top of each unbaked scone.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman""> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman""><b>Bake and cool the scones<o:p></o:p></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman"">Bake the scones in the preheated oven for 19 to 20 minutes, or until set and baked through. Begin checking the scones at 18 minutes. Transfer the pans to cooling racks. Let the scones stand on the pans for 2 minutes, then carefully remove them to cooling racks, using a wide offset metal spatula. Cool. Serve the scones freshly baked.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman""> Bake-and-serve within 1 day</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman""> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; ">Style:</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman"">For Big Oatmeal-Walnut-Chocolate Chip Scones, scatter 2/3 cup chopped walnuts over the dough mixture along with the chocolate chips.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman"">For Big Oatmeal-Chocolate Chunk Scones, substitute 14 ounces bittersweet chocolate, chopped into chunks, for the semisweet chocolate chips.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman""> Credit: Chocolate Chocolate; Lisa Yockelson; Wiley<o:p></o:p></span></p> <!--EndFragment-->smartcookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918563026825551467noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718047360092707617.post-44079701428594996752009-04-27T19:43:00.004-04:002009-04-28T10:50:42.938-04:00R.I.P. Couch<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">“Are you sure you want to keep that?” “Where do you expect we will put this?” “Don’t we already have three of t</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span style="font-size:85%;">hese?” In David’s case, he keeps everything (as does my father), in my case, I try to get rid of things—or as my mother would say, “pitch it.”</span> </span></span></span>
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<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">I knew this about David when we moved in together. I was aware.
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<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(the packing process)</span>
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</span><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></span></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Me: I slam a box full of crap into the car and get in the passenger seat.</span>
</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><p><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">
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<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">David: Looks at me with complete disdain. “Do you even know what was in the box under the one you just slammed on top of it? </span><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><p><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></p>
</div><span style="font-size:85%;">Me: “Um. It’s fine.” </span><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">
</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">David: “No. It’s not,” he says, as he points to the now de-spiked figure of a Japanese dragon his parents brought us from Japan last summer. </span><p></p><span style="font-size:85%;">Me: Yikes. </span><p></p></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">Relationship conversation ensues. </span><p></p><span style="font-size:85%;">David: Be more careful. </span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">
</span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">Me: Don’t be so uptight.</span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">
</span></div></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><p><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></p><span style="font-size:85%;">Then, there was the couch. </span><p></p></div><span style="font-size:85%;">We loved our couch. We did. Apparently, people these days don’t need couches. People are all set with couches. So, after a month of posting on Craigslist, one potential scammer, two price reductions, and several emails with slightly interested buyers, we decided to give it away. </span><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">
<span style="font-size:85%;">Easy. </span><p></p><span style="font-size:85%;">Wrong. </span><p></p><span style="font-size:85%;">I called Salvation Army. They didn’t have room for a couch. I called the Hoboken homeless shelter. They told me to call social services. I called social services. They told me to call Salvation Army. This 9ft beast was starting to get to me. By this time, the girl who moved into our room sent us an email and told us to quit being “ignorant” and get the couch out of the apartment. Wonderful. </span><p></p><span style="font-size:85%;">Monday. We decided to do what any self -respecting citizen would do. Put it on the curb and drive away quickly. It was pouring, but David was going to pick me up from work and we were going to carry it outside. David got into a car accident leaving Newark, so… This made the week..stressful. He’s okay…the car isn’t. </span><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><p><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></p>
</div><span style="font-size:85%;">Tuesday. I recruit three of my co-workers, and as we try to get this beast out of our old apartment my old landlord knocks on the door. Wonderful. We scratched the wood. We scratched the floors. We barely got it out the door. We set it in front of the strip of stores next to our old building and….walked away very quickly.
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I am happy to say we are fully moved in. We are bumming it around Park Slope finally feeling like our apartment is ours.
</span><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"></div></span><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">I don’t want to move for a long time. </span>
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</span><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">As promised, here are some pics of the process. Don't the shelves look a-mazing?? More to come. </span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">
</span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">Below is a recipe from Ellie Krieger, one of my new favorite cookbook authors. I saw this magazine (goodbye Jersey City A&P) in the grocery store and ended up shopping for ingredients for the recipes right then and there. It's easy and low fat, as are most of Ellie's recipes. woo. Bikini season. </span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">
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</span></span></span></div></span></span>smartcookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918563026825551467noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718047360092707617.post-84540419748579511572009-04-23T19:49:00.014-04:002009-09-07T14:40:10.025-04:00Recipe: Arugula, Caramelized Onion, and Goat Cheese Pizza<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZgxXZz4f0JJoeJ-iLHI7Twe-p-OJY9_VC5Y_yQEHPBkLdDUD5jJfP9MX0aRCpErLP3woRuBA04HaMoD_GWvsHrRf2V9N4BICPQu4oGlgvEpUZ29qEZCkctLWshmKBKfTt7NeDXFzw66I/s1600-h/DSCN0625.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZgxXZz4f0JJoeJ-iLHI7Twe-p-OJY9_VC5Y_yQEHPBkLdDUD5jJfP9MX0aRCpErLP3woRuBA04HaMoD_GWvsHrRf2V9N4BICPQu4oGlgvEpUZ29qEZCkctLWshmKBKfTt7NeDXFzw66I/s400/DSCN0625.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378797140038338290" /></a>
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</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmsjk4lALDQyQyGhv1e4c45-HBieHUPGsW1a62kV-1dB7rjjcl1FGFtyZdHyurIy4uIrkfJKyNMBR_J2bZAWgiIqCvZHsCBxswBSNbcDY3uMWvuFlkts7gNHyrAS-0-VvGynwYiFjp1_c/s1600-h/DSCN0630.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328038604848430242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmsjk4lALDQyQyGhv1e4c45-HBieHUPGsW1a62kV-1dB7rjjcl1FGFtyZdHyurIy4uIrkfJKyNMBR_J2bZAWgiIqCvZHsCBxswBSNbcDY3uMWvuFlkts7gNHyrAS-0-VvGynwYiFjp1_c/s400/DSCN0630.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: justify;">The key to this pizza is cooking the onions very slowly over low heat so the sugars develop and caramelize. Their sweet flavor and purple color is the perfect foil for the peppery ribbons of arugula and tangy, creamy goat cheese. <p></p>
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">1 tablespoon of olive oil</div><div style="text-align: justify;">1 medium red onion, cut in half and thinly sliced into half-moons</div><div style="text-align: justify;">4 cups arugula, washed, dried, and coarsely chopped</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Salt and freshly ground black pepper to taste</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Four 6-inch-diameter whole wheat tortillas</div><div style="text-align: justify;">2 ounces fresh goat cheese, preferably reduced-fat</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><p></p>
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Preheat the oven to 400 degrees</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Heat the oil in a non-stick skillet over medium heat. Add the onion and cook, stirring, until golden and the edges are browned, 10 to 12 minutes. Add the arugula and cook until it is wilted about 1 minute. Season with salt and pepper. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><p></p>
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Place the tortillas on a baking sheet and top each one with the arugula mixture. Crumble the goat cheese over each and bake until the tortillas are crisp and the cheese is slightly melted, about 10 minutes. Let cool for a few minutes, then cut each pizza into 4 wedges and serve. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><p></p>Credit: Eat Smart with Ellie Krieger, from the publishers of Fine Cooking --featuring recipes from The Food You Crave by Ellie Krieger
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<a href="http://vimeo.com/3963229">BabyCakes, the Book of Recipes: It's Here (Almost)!</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user1523068">BabyCakes NYC</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.smartcookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918563026825551467noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718047360092707617.post-66405817337067740462009-04-15T10:58:00.006-04:002009-04-15T11:24:24.267-04:00Rambling: Freshness and Safeness<div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">I gave a homeless man an Altoids container filled with change on the train this morning. I sat down one seat away from him, and he asked me if my coffee was delicious and if my neighborhood was safe. I told him “yes.” I often pay for things small like coffee and drinks with change and I keep it in this Altoids container—this comes from waiting tables and trying to avoid loose change in my apron. Really though, after I answered him I realized, what more could I ask for on a rainy Wednesday? My neighborhood is safe and my coffee was good. <p>
I don’t even know if he realized there was change in the container, because as I was getting off the R train, he yelled at me “Are these supposed to make your breath fresh?” Oh well. I hope he buys himself his own delicious cup of coffee. <p>
David and I are in the new apartment. My camera cord is buried in the boxes somewhere, so more on those pics later. We still have some random things at the Hoboken apartment, and although it has been listed on Craigslist for nearly a month, we have no takers for our enormous couch. Salvation Army may be coming to visit us soon. Free pick-up is amazing. <p>
Oh. Life List just got a little more exciting. I drove in Manhattan by myself yesterday. Maybe it’s not that big of a deal for some people…but I felt like a superhero. I think I can do pretty much anything now. <p>
Champagne recipe in celebration of the move and being 27. Ta-da. </p></div><p></p>smartcookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918563026825551467noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718047360092707617.post-14501873698347644162009-04-15T08:02:00.003-04:002009-04-15T11:26:30.829-04:00Recipe: Springtime Sparkler<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYK6ioabcHoI-IvPyBM575jRl8aPMPEWPbjs2fcdas3j003Ehg4-mKzhG3UWZ7BbUx5mTStqBUbsiVF0IaIizM9A-gfros9oe46KG30lwyVh5OrmqjJdqW67AhB_tU-NsQvw25UyYuvaI/s1600-h/Springtime+Sparkler+pg.93.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324934042572857506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYK6ioabcHoI-IvPyBM575jRl8aPMPEWPbjs2fcdas3j003Ehg4-mKzhG3UWZ7BbUx5mTStqBUbsiVF0IaIizM9A-gfros9oe46KG30lwyVh5OrmqjJdqW67AhB_tU-NsQvw25UyYuvaI/s400/Springtime+Sparkler+pg.93.jpg" border="0" /></a> Something a little fancy for spring… <p>
2 scoops lemon sorbet, softened<p>
1 to 2 ounces Hendricks gin (while you may use another gin, Hendricks has some rose notes that accent this cocktail nicely)<p>
½ ounce St. Germane Elderflower liqueur (optional) champagne<p>
3 to 4 edible flowers (can sometimes be found in the produce section of grocery stores) <p>
Scoop the lemon sorbet into a tall cocktail glass. Add the gin and elderflower cordial (if desired). Top with champagne and stir. Top with edible flowers, and serve with a spoon and straw. <p>
Credit: 101 Champagne Cocktails by Kim Haasarud (Wiley 2008; photography by Alexandra Grablewski)</p>smartcookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918563026825551467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718047360092707617.post-90966895868203537672009-04-07T18:39:00.003-04:002009-04-07T18:53:50.842-04:00Moving on Up, on a Slope<div style="text-align: justify;">Guess what? Big news.
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Finally found an apartment. Moving to Brooklyn. Park Slope to be exact.
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">And, suddenly things seem…new. And Fantastic. (Yes, with a capital F.)
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">After looking at countless apartments, we finally found the apartment that fit us. It’s small. I can’t seem to imagine life without <a href="http://www.ikea.com/">IKEA</a>, <a href="http://thenest.com/">TheNest</a>, or<a href="http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/"> Apartment Therapy</a>. Mm. Upwards organization. Organize “up.” My friend Whitney came in town this weekend and we joked that David and I will have to tack our Christmas tree to the wall.
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I am buried up to my nose in boxes and drooling over the prospect of warm weather. More than anything, I'm hoping to shake this cold by my 27th birthday. Yes, 27. It's going to be a good year. Birthdays on Easter Sunday must be good luck. How can I <span style="font-style:italic;">no</span>t shake this cold? The goat doctor (long story) gave me allergy medicine (along with an antibiotic) where the label reads, "Call doctor if you experience mood changes, sadness, depression, or fear." FEAR? yikes. Sounds ambiguous.
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Pictures of the process to come. Until then, everyone knows that moving is [fill in expletive here].
</div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">Considering my cold, I felt like I needed to cook something that would make me feel like I was at home on my parents' couch. This isn't my mom's chicken soup, but it hit the spot...and certainly made me feel better. Plus, who wouldn't want Dr. Tyler coming to their rescue?</p><p>
</p>smartcookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918563026825551467noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718047360092707617.post-24743670306735125812009-04-07T12:22:00.002-04:002009-04-07T18:39:22.346-04:00Recipe: Dr. Tyler's Chicken Meatball and Tortellini Soup<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5XTKcwmA-qPlYmXMcM7B0dz1pP87rNQhV6QWVYZ8Kl3aPSg2ye2dOvtcU-xj8HdvjIrF7H7FEvnsV5ROPCVl4yU3A6pv_io4As-JZvamnqa3wTNcKnNiwSWXGOy3aW83tVykV8CNjTt8/s1600-h/DSCN0641.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320436056069652434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5XTKcwmA-qPlYmXMcM7B0dz1pP87rNQhV6QWVYZ8Kl3aPSg2ye2dOvtcU-xj8HdvjIrF7H7FEvnsV5ROPCVl4yU3A6pv_io4As-JZvamnqa3wTNcKnNiwSWXGOy3aW83tVykV8CNjTt8/s400/DSCN0641.JPG" border="0" /></a>
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Serves 4 to 6. Time 50 minutes.<br>
Chicken Meatballs<br>
4 links organic chicken-apple sausage or equivalent ground chicken meat<br>
1/2 cup fresh bread crumbs (2 slices fresh white bread ground up)<br>
1/2 cup whole milk<br>
1 egg<br>
2 tablespoons chopped fresh Italian flat leaf parsley<br>
1/4 cup grated Parmigiano-Reggiano, plus 2 tablespoons for sprinkling<br>
Kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper<br>
Extra-virgin olive oil<p>
Soup<br>
Extra-virgin olive oil<br>
3 garlic cloves, peeled and smashed<br>
4 fresh thyme sprigs<br>
2 large carrots, cut into circles<br>
1 medium onion, diced<br>
2 ribs celery, diced<br>
Kosher salt<br>
2 quarts reduced- sodium chicken broth<br>
4 black peppercorns<br>
2 tablespoons chopped fresh Italian flat-leaf parsley<br>
1 bay leaf<br>
1 pound fresh refrigerated or frozen cheese tortellini, thawed<br>
1/4 cup finely chopped fresh Italian flat-leaf parsley<br>
Grated Parmigiano-Reggiano<br>
Fresh parsley sprigs, for garnish<br>
1 crusty French baguette, to serve with the soup<p>
</p><div style="text-align: justify;">Preheat the oven to 375 degrees F. Prepare meatballs by combining loose ground chicken meat (discard casings, is using sausages), bread crumbs, milk, egg, parsley, and the 1/4 cup Parmigiano-Reggiano in a large mixing bowl. Season with salt and pepper, then mix until fully combined. Using a small ice cream scoop, make balls and set on a roasting tray. Drizzle lightly with oil and sprinkle with 2 tablespoons Parmigiano-Reggiano. Roast in the preheated oven for 15 to 20 minutes, until golden brown and caramelized.
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">While the meatballs are roasting, prepare the soup. Set a large stockpot over medium heat. Add a 2-count of oil (about 2 tablespoons), the garlic, and thyme. Gently saute until fragrant, about 2 minutes. Add carrot, onion, and celery. Season with salt and cook for 5 to 7 minutes. Pour in chicken broth and add peppercorns, the 2 tablespoons parsley, and bay leaf. Bring to a boil and then reduce heat and simmer for 25 minutes.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><p>Once meatballs are cooked, scrape them into the pot of chicken soup and add tortellini. Bring to a boil and cook for 2 to 3 minutes to allow the flavors to come together. Remove peppercorns and bay leaf. Season with salt and peppers and serve in shallow bowls. Sprinkle with parsley and grated Parmigiano-Reggiano. Garnish each bowl with a parsley sprig and serve with some torn pieces of crusty bread.
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</p></div>CREDIT: Dinner at My Place by Tyler Florence (Meredith 2008)smartcookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918563026825551467noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718047360092707617.post-68895097125919597962009-03-19T19:44:00.005-04:002009-04-02T10:48:17.561-04:00Rambling: The Madness of March<div align="justify">Here I am, craving spring and wishing I had groceries in the fridge. But...I don't. Instead, I'm finally posting the recipe I MEANT to post a week ago. Sorry it's late. It would have been perfect for St. Patrick's Day. Well, it's perfect anyway, but it would have been "thematic." People like themes. People like consistency. I try. I do.
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Blame it on Jamison. I randomly booked a totally last minute flight (as in, I booked it Friday, went home on Saturday) to go see Erika (sister, you've met her before) for her 30th birthday. As a result, I had to change planes in Cincinnati, even though the flight to Charlotte is only an hour and fifteen minutes. I almost had flight trouble (as I tend to do), but made it and ultimately made my sister break down in tears when I arrived at her house for the party. Who knew she missed me so much? Yikes. This is the trouble with going home. I miss it. Charlotte is just so darn CLEAN and beautiful. New York missed me though (I think, but you never can tell), and I came back. I have spent this week shuffling over my unpacked suitcase, blasting the TV at its DVR malfunction during LOST, and eating dinner with the Sunday Funday crew. Why does one glass of red wine always make me feel like death the next day? Unclear.
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So. Brooklyn apartment hunting has commenced. Our lease at the commune (David, me, and the two roommates) in Hoboken is up in April, so we are hoping for an April 15th move-out date. So far, we have seen crappy, bizarr-o apartments. I stand in tiny apartments and ask myself if I am making good decisions. If I am being a grown-up. If I am being thrifty and green. I solve all of these questions with a burger and fries from the Dram Shop and try not to bump into the walls of the Holland Tunnel as I speed back to Hoboken from Park Slope. This is present tense, because well...it has been a fairly stable routine since March began.
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March Madness. Apparently, this doesn't have anything to do with our apartment hunting.
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Our life without roommates. I can't tell you how exciting this is (can I end a sentence with is? Don't think so). I think you just get to a point when you are over it. Maybe it coincides with one such David moving in. Or maybe it happens when one of your roommates tells you to get your dishes done within 24 hours. I'm sorry, but who mops the floors? Me. I sound like my mother. Except when I told my mother our roommate said this, she sided with the roommate. Blast.
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Regardless. We are preparing ourselves for a commute. Yes. New York to New Jersey (David working in Newark, me in Hoboken). We will be crossing two rivers every day. Good Morning East River, Good Morning Hudson River. We will be leaving earlier, getting home later, and paying more rent (as one tends to do when they don't live with four people).
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But.
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We will be where we belong.
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For the time being at least. </div>
<p></p>smartcookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918563026825551467noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718047360092707617.post-39573109677579024942009-03-17T14:01:00.011-04:002009-04-02T10:56:06.269-04:00Recipe: Chocolate Stout (Guinness!) Cake<p></p>
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Makes 16 servings.
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1 1/4 C. stout, such as Guinness (do not include foam when measuring)<br>
1/3 C. dark molasses<br>
1 1/4 C. unsalted butter, soft<br>
1 1/2 C. packed light brown sugar<br>
3 large eggs, at room temperature<br>
1 2/3 C. all-purpose flour<br>
3/4 C. unsweetened natural cocoa powder, plus more for the pan<br>
1 1/2 tsp. baking powder<br>
1/2 tsp. baking soda<br>
1/2 tsp. salt<br>
6 oz. semisweet chocolate, very finely chopped<br>
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<strong>CHOCOLATE GLAZE (OPTIONAL)</strong>
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3/4 C. heavy cream<br>
6 oz. semisweet chocolate, chopped <p>
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Preheat the oven to 350°F. Butter a 12-cup Bundt pan and dust with cocoa powder. Tap out excess cocoa. For the cake, in a small saucepan over high heat, bring the stout and molasses to a simmer. Remove from the heat; reserve. In a large bowl, beat together the butter and brown sugar until smooth, about 2 minutes. Whisk in the eggs, one at a time, until each is incorporated. Continue whisking until the batter is smooth, about another 30 seconds. In another bowl, whisk together the flour, cocoa, baking powder, baking soda, and salt. Add the flour and stout mixtures alternately to the butter mixture, beginning and ending with the flour and stirring to incorporate each addition, about 30 seconds per addition. Stir in the chopped chocolate. Spread the batter into the pan, rapping it on the counter to level and eliminate any air pockets. Bake for 45 to 50 minutes or until a skewer inserted near the center comes out with only moist crumbs clinging. Cool in the pan on a wire rack for 20 minutes. Invert the cake onto the rack to unmold. Let cool until just barely warm.
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For the chocolate glaze, if desired, bring the cream to a boil in a small saucepan over high heat. Remove the pan from the heat; add the chocolate. Let stand for 1 minute and then whisk until smooth. Cool for 5 minutes and then drizzle over the cake.</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">
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CREDIT: This recipe is from <strong>BAKING UNPLUGGED</strong> by Nicole Rees (Wiley 2008) - one of the best baking books I have baked out of since "I'm Dreaming of a Chocolate Christmas" by Marcel Desaulniers (Wiley 2007). Enjoy!!! </div><p></p>smartcookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918563026825551467noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718047360092707617.post-71089784464311875892009-03-05T18:49:00.005-05:002009-03-19T19:38:47.609-04:00Rambling: Japan and I Part II<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">First things first. We are in the middle of a Twitter explosion. Holy Lord. </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><p></p>
</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">Second. Taking pictures at restaurants is beginning to be a somewhat covert operation. </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><p></p>
</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">Third. Last week seemed to barely be a blip on the life radar, as I seemed that due to jet lag (my old friend) to be very awake and very asleep every day, and the whole week was a blur.
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</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">One thing I would like to point out. Vacation certainly offers perspective. Clarity. d.) All of the above. Away from things, one always seems to be a little less jaded, and do and think a little less of everything unimportant, and a little more of everything important. </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><p></p>
</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">Below is a picture of downtown Sapporo from the top of the TV tower. It's a pretty bad picture, but it was snowing...</div><p></p>
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-_VjemmCZM4iRkX_CG7HH9AiYdAfqD4EzEnex9buyQJ4t8cicwXd-Btz6DyJutMV_MyVc4vfdSGYh9eLHuH1vvcS8mHEAfqBZjPasV2Ofl9_cDPtSQfbAvlYfUhhu9z2UAubThh16f0U/s1600-h/Japan3.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307152699495778226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-_VjemmCZM4iRkX_CG7HH9AiYdAfqD4EzEnex9buyQJ4t8cicwXd-Btz6DyJutMV_MyVc4vfdSGYh9eLHuH1vvcS8mHEAfqBZjPasV2Ofl9_cDPtSQfbAvlYfUhhu9z2UAubThh16f0U/s400/Japan3.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">Friday night we went to the most amazing traditional Japanese restaurant. I felt a little ridiculous when I took off my shoes and had to walk around in my gross wool socks, but sitting on the floor while eating could definitely grow on me. This is what the server brought to our table before she put it (very strategically) into a pot filled with broth: <p></p>
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This is the pot (and Sarah's arm) <p></p>
<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWkc4bAC3ES3BF44IIeOm4kyytO-qwjUBP_30jleYTuOygdvrIAx9wRaU3jDXBnLl5Ar2qa_qZEVHF7q1SUyNXibKYzvIEPZf7nSOv55d02SPpZhyphenhyphenQIP2Nnk0e8Zp8MVDcmPikTHbBckk/s1600-h/JAPAN2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307152524804678306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWkc4bAC3ES3BF44IIeOm4kyytO-qwjUBP_30jleYTuOygdvrIAx9wRaU3jDXBnLl5Ar2qa_qZEVHF7q1SUyNXibKYzvIEPZf7nSOv55d02SPpZhyphenhyphenQIP2Nnk0e8Zp8MVDcmPikTHbBckk/s400/JAPAN2.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">We barely made it back last Sunday due to another snowstorm in Sapporo, but somehow we managed to make our connecting flight at Narita.
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</div></div><div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">After an excess of Bailey's, red wine, lattes, sushi, rice balls, ramen, coffee in a can, and golden retrievers (is there such a thing?), I'm looking forward to seeing the Branson's again this summer:). Thanks for an amazing week across the world.
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</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">The pictures below are actually from last spring when David and I went to Ellenville...I was inspired to post a sushi recipe in honor of Japanese cuisine. It's fairly easy to make; there is something very special about taking the time to making sushi on your own at home. <p></p>
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</div>smartcookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918563026825551467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718047360092707617.post-35839421151377481652009-02-19T20:02:00.039-05:002009-03-05T20:46:33.451-05:00Rambling: The Japan and I<div style="text-align: justify;">
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">We arrived in Japan on Sunday and were somewhat loopy, but the flight went well. I somehow managed to watch five (count em) in-flight movies. The line-up included my usual crappy plane choices (as in, movies I would probably never put in my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Netflix</span> queue): Beauty and the Beast (okay, maybe that one), The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Incredibles</span>, Nights in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Rodanthe</span> (which was unexpectedly sad), The Women, and Ghost Town. Turns out, Tylenol PM did the trick, and we slept some. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><p></p>
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">David's parents picked us up from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Narita</span> (there they are in front of the hotel), and we took about an hour train ride to Tokyo then checked-in to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Asakusa</span> View Hotel. We went to a restaurant with fantastic tempura for dinner, but around the middle of the meal, I started to feel fairly jet-lagged and as I recreated the "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Rubberband</span> Ball" incident from work for Rick and Sarah, I wasn't sure if I was totally making sense. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">We wandered around the small and brightly lit streets of Tokyo, past traffic cones imprinted with strange cartoon characters, and headed to a bar for a drink. Sarah ordered a rum and coke, and I did too. I haven't had a rum and coke since college, but it was really the only thing I understood on the menu. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><p></p>
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Jet lag was taking over at this point, and we headed back to the hotel. David and I found ourselves wide awake at 3 in the morning. Turns out Tylenol PM doesn't work that well. </div><div>
</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzuYutJ_im6azmeZ0i2tc-h3MPG9cLvEFLoSuhhbeZjrbqFHklE5Ey8s-V_QvMDruYuP68OoYwsAyMVvQ3MPHqU7sdnmCIcp-Ng5dFp2-bZysZrizS0SynCTYTii19JlqV1EngdsXJcos/s400/DSCN0454.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304692332096540034" /></a>We headed to Starbucks (which fixes most things), ate a Japanese breakfast, and wandered around Tokyo. And saw the Imperial Palace...
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<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLXIwL6WhW7-pKvQBFXJVsUmKD6Yl6CHTynLrW16WWVTcinvhhmzpuZTRFFUfdheC_AhDtoLk3Lh0b1Z_WBWg__GANwNclGegE_Sf6NDgAYs-oO2CaFHgWVNaviCLVdDcgE9aQCOQct0M/s1600-h/DSCN0468.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLXIwL6WhW7-pKvQBFXJVsUmKD6Yl6CHTynLrW16WWVTcinvhhmzpuZTRFFUfdheC_AhDtoLk3Lh0b1Z_WBWg__GANwNclGegE_Sf6NDgAYs-oO2CaFHgWVNaviCLVdDcgE9aQCOQct0M/s400/DSCN0468.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304690388259111714" /></a>And then got on a plane from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Haneda</span> to Sapporo, where the temperature dropped. We went to the grocery store. 640 Yen for a mango? I thought NY was bad. We finally arrived at David's parents' home, where we settled in for a couple hours and ate homemade vegetable pizza and drank <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Sazerac</span>. </div><div>
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWhQFLEiw3cJUrPyiy4KAMCbqlO1xeswKBcbSJSbiGMwLYTTjYHZkmKJ9jW7aGAYejYKfmgBE2t21hmQ0UxxDh6_JFDxmfKq0pchVh8oeO3JBrUSS3PpaTJNEIGaWUM8CTwMLNaGpoN5I/s1600-h/DSCN0501.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWhQFLEiw3cJUrPyiy4KAMCbqlO1xeswKBcbSJSbiGMwLYTTjYHZkmKJ9jW7aGAYejYKfmgBE2t21hmQ0UxxDh6_JFDxmfKq0pchVh8oeO3JBrUSS3PpaTJNEIGaWUM8CTwMLNaGpoN5I/s400/DSCN0501.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304689262787285314" /></a>We were greeted by Sam. His brother <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Frodo</span> was close behind. </div><div>
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN9EEG-A68TlyIh65WqiVVe6h_MMba0UICV4rIH69cQYfHxpmxxKqLer9IIZx47E2PdEv37wtkQXglP0kkzwo16GXR9-s6P0GnxqJhCt8dTEdNeNjr4rThZ07KZt7wPQlwDp25DP9qiDk/s1600-h/DSCN0514.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN9EEG-A68TlyIh65WqiVVe6h_MMba0UICV4rIH69cQYfHxpmxxKqLer9IIZx47E2PdEv37wtkQXglP0kkzwo16GXR9-s6P0GnxqJhCt8dTEdNeNjr4rThZ07KZt7wPQlwDp25DP9qiDk/s400/DSCN0514.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304687004224464258" /></a>Tuesday, we hung around, drank lattes, went snowshoeing, and walked the dogs. We went for Indian food and went to the second hand store. Picture Target...times 20, and with $400 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Nikes</span>.</div><div>
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</div>We took a break for lunch and ate <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">ramen</span>. I'm not sure the beer was the best idea, since my last time down the mountain seemed to take twice as long as my first. </div><div>
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQvoDH2ZFHM5Nyh3HEZdb4Uen2KDnpAzX-tVhBmIEBY8pj9XQgTG2U-hLB_nPsVDHCz9wi4lFFKfDMp5GdwVGB2RIkwQ6svLmkf-IZnKd4w3GDEBK85qBYwMp_X_b5HSgCrzHiotk4Yks/s1600-h/DSCN0534.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQvoDH2ZFHM5Nyh3HEZdb4Uen2KDnpAzX-tVhBmIEBY8pj9XQgTG2U-hLB_nPsVDHCz9wi4lFFKfDMp5GdwVGB2RIkwQ6svLmkf-IZnKd4w3GDEBK85qBYwMp_X_b5HSgCrzHiotk4Yks/s400/DSCN0534.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304683116565394466" /></a>Honestly though. It was pretty incredible, and I think we may be bringing the gear back with us so we can give it a go at home.
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<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPw9SoNs-LayQNrtYkQhVDlUIvN2o4K6WHWkBrXS7ps1CH-JLPhzwI_GPdjya6_oosscMN4_7E53vnWMIVNLjBP09i-8mHyPWEh1mQwjcXgKrk6uvFJuCxhG6-bnOvFTVzkhuf1kaniW0/s1600-h/DSCN0540.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPw9SoNs-LayQNrtYkQhVDlUIvN2o4K6WHWkBrXS7ps1CH-JLPhzwI_GPdjya6_oosscMN4_7E53vnWMIVNLjBP09i-8mHyPWEh1mQwjcXgKrk6uvFJuCxhG6-bnOvFTVzkhuf1kaniW0/s400/DSCN0540.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304680655007110082" /></a>We had beer out of the vending machine before we took the hour bus ride back.</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKb3Tqhq-1uRK1EvciIfZZa4gKfIral4wrJBMBGortGYbKp_RDM1BtRkzWGIDha-1Mf5SSufqptAq4x5M-jBfjdfZO-xzh-u-3K5gxbAMRl2aRYLonVJNDAeRI8EUhqxYZDE7-9hdcmx0/s1600-h/DSCN0543.JPG">
<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKb3Tqhq-1uRK1EvciIfZZa4gKfIral4wrJBMBGortGYbKp_RDM1BtRkzWGIDha-1Mf5SSufqptAq4x5M-jBfjdfZO-xzh-u-3K5gxbAMRl2aRYLonVJNDAeRI8EUhqxYZDE7-9hdcmx0/s400/DSCN0543.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304680491359651794" /></a>When we got home, Sarah was prepared. i.e. champagne was chilling in the snow...</div><div>
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCOa_TJ0d_hkiqJEd-p1MJNH9lYduH6pLvaz7Gs_olZ84uqKieLg4kNchJU5bKDYtdRLtoByGhGROniAmywbaAjMj8noQqaFK2ReEcIuoySBEgWUS8pGPxQPqadjneSUmf09Nl-o9VX0E/s1600-h/DSCN0544.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCOa_TJ0d_hkiqJEd-p1MJNH9lYduH6pLvaz7Gs_olZ84uqKieLg4kNchJU5bKDYtdRLtoByGhGROniAmywbaAjMj8noQqaFK2ReEcIuoySBEgWUS8pGPxQPqadjneSUmf09Nl-o9VX0E/s400/DSCN0544.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304680326158049106" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;">We had Sushi, Oyster Scallop Rockefeller Casserole, bread, and wine for dinner and discussed this and that. <p></p>
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I choose this recipe, because it's a sentimental drink for us. We had it over Christmas in New Orleans, so re-creating it while in Japan was on the agenda. Also, it is the month of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Mardi</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Gras</span>, so it's a bit timely. I found the bitters at a <a href="http://www.kalustyans.com/">store</a> in Manhattan that will be seeing me again. I love good food finds. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><p></p>
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> I love vacation!!<p></p></div><div style="text-align: justify;">
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Rick and Sarah took the day off, so we are headed to downtown Sapporo in a bit...more later!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><p></p>
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</div>smartcookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918563026825551467noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718047360092707617.post-5359862693328290212009-02-16T19:12:00.025-05:002009-02-19T22:57:53.622-05:00Recipe: Sazerac<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkxMZZqNMR8d-DO3bp-DFpGuzmudQxo6g2D0mPFIyKgEi6D-pghbfVX3AuTEbJNo_LIfZxa-IaI-SMCfoteQBDKWL6lvwKGX3HqcLunAh0TsqPCORL1gd348byAsh5korhHF5PC4vspdg/s1600-h/DSCN0480.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkxMZZqNMR8d-DO3bp-DFpGuzmudQxo6g2D0mPFIyKgEi6D-pghbfVX3AuTEbJNo_LIfZxa-IaI-SMCfoteQBDKWL6lvwKGX3HqcLunAh0TsqPCORL1gd348byAsh5korhHF5PC4vspdg/s400/DSCN0480.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304673182682974194" /></a><div><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"><u><span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ingredients</span><p></p></span></span></span></span></u></span></div> <span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span><div><span><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">
</span></span></span></u><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><p></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">2 oz. Rye Whiskey (Old Overholt or Sazerac Rye is preferred)</span><p></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">
½ oz. Simple Syrup</span><p></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">
5 dashes Peychaud’s Bitters</span><p></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">
2 dash Angostura Bitters</span><p></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">
¼ oz. Herbsaint (Pernod can be used as a substitute)</span><p></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">
1 Lemon twist</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">
</span></span></span></div> <span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span><div><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span></div> <span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span><div><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span></div> <span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span><div><span><span><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Method</span></span></span></u></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><p></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">
</span></span></span></span></div> <span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span><div><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span></div> <span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><p></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Chill a rocks glass by filling with ice and water.</span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">
</span></span></span></div> <span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span><div><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span></div> <span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">In a cocktail shaker filled ¾ with ice, add rye whiskey, simple syrup, Peychaud’s Bitters and Angostura bitters. </span><p></p> </span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">
</span></span></span></div> <span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span><div><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span></div> <span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Using a bar spoon, stir until the shaker is ice-cold and frost has formed on the outside (do not shake a Sazerac).</span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><p></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><p></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">
</span></span></span></div> <span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span><div><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span></div> <span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Empty the ice and water from the rocks glass, and pour in a bit of Herbsaint and toss the glass (or roll it) to coat the entire inside. Pour out any excess.</span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><p></p><p></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">
</span></span></span></div> <span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span><div><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span></div> <span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Strain your cocktail from the shaker into the Herbsaint lined glass.</span></span></span><p></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">
A real Sazerac is served up and chilled, no rocks should be in the drink.</span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><p></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">
</span></span></span></div> <span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span><div><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span></div> <span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Twist a lemon peel over the glass, rim the glass and then drop it in. Many purists insist that the lemon peel should be discarded, but I prefer to keep the flavor throughout the drink.</span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><p></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">
</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Credit: </span></span></span><a href="http://www.nolafoodie.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Kevin Lacassin </span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> of NolaFoodie.com</span></span></span></div><p></p>smartcookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918563026825551467noreply@blogger.com0