Sunday Suppers: Fried Green Tomatoes

These guys can be enjoyed as is, or you can use them as a component in a swanky dish.  Either way, fried green tomatoes are Okay in my book.

These guys can be enjoyed as is, or you can use them as a component in a swanky dish. Either way, fried green tomatoes are Okay in my book.

Yesterday, The Beloved and I had a Very Fun Time wandering through eastern NC.  We saw many Cool Things, and we ate some cool food.  I will tell you all about it tomorrow, but today, I am sharing a treat that we enjoyed that will serve as a Sunday Supper.  The treat is fried green tomatoes.  If you’ve never had them and are Dubious, worry not.  A green tomato isn’t a Vulcan tomato, it’s just a tomato that isn’t ripe, yet.  They are firm and tart and can Greatly Benefit from a few minutes of pan frying to keep them from being too crunchy to enjoy.  I have recently been on a FGT Kick, and I’ve had them prepared several different ways:  with a tempura-like batter, with a thick, floury-peppery coating and with a hearty cornmeal crust.  So far, I’m a fan of the cornmeal crust.  Very southern, and to my mind, the crunch of the cornbread plays against the tart fim-oodgy texture of the tomatoes much better than crisp does.

Fried Green Tomatoes

  • Green tomatoes, sliced about 1/3″ thick
  • buttermilk for soaking
  • a few drops of hot sauce, to taste (also for soaking)
  • salt and tons of freshly ground black pepper
  • 1 cup cornmeal–a medium grind is nice if you can find it so you get a hearty crunch.  If not, fine will do
  • neutral oil or bacon grease*

Whisk together the buttermilk and some hot sauce to taste.

Add a healthy pinch of salt and tons of black pepper to the cornmeal.  Whisk all that together.

Soak the tomato slices for fifteen or twenty minutes in the buttermilk mixture.

Take the tomatoes out of the buttermilk and sort of shake off the excess.

Dredge the tomato slices in the cornmeal mix.  Press down a bit to get a pretty thick coating on the slices.

Over medium-ish heat, fry in oil or bacon drippings until golden brown on one side.  Carefully flip and fry the other side.  Drain on paper towels, and serve hot.

What to do with Fried Green Tomatoes

Like so many simple dishes, these can stand on their own with just a shot of hot sauce and a sprinkle of salt or lemon juice.  They can also be used as a component in other dishes.  Here are some ideas:

  1. Make a swanky sammich on sturdy bread.  Goat cheese or Boursin is excellent with fried green tomatoes.
  2. Stack them with some melted cheese between them.  Try using some mozarella and garnish with a basil aoili or pesto mayonnaise (stir pesto into mayo.  Done) for a southern take on a Caprese Salad.
  3. Put a slice on a burger.  Use lots of mayo on the bun.  Mayonnaise and fried green tomatoes are Friends.
  4. Make a BLFGT sammich: bacon, lettuce, and fried green tomato.  Oh, mama!
  5. Top with salsa verde or even guacamole.  Hit it with a little chipotle in adobo, and you’re in business.
  6. Use fried green tomatoes instead of an English muffin as a base for an Eggs Benedict-inspired dish.  I’m thinking that country ham and a nice poached egg would be right on time.  Dress with some sausage gravy, and you’ll have a truly Southern take on a brunch classic.

I’m sure you’ll come up with you own keen ideas.  If you run with this and make something Awesome with fried green tomatoes, let me know.  If you just make some and eat them, I’d like to know that, too.  Enjoy!
*Don’t fear bacon grease.  Bacon and tomatoes are friends.  You owe it to yourself to fry a green tomato in bacon grease at least once.

Published in: on July 5, 2009 at 5:36 pm Comments (5)
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Soft Food For the Toothless, Part Deux or The Beloved’s New Name

Pimento Cheese:  A Southern Specialty that I am pleased to share with you.

Pimento Cheese: A Southern Specialty that I am pleased to share with you.

Remember a few months ago when horrible tooth extractions had to happen?  Well, here we are again, at Part Deux, in which the Oral Surgeon implants dead guy bone both under the sinuses and under the gums to create a Sturdy Anchoring Spot for a titanium post which will eventually have a Fake Tooth built onto it.  Sounds like fun, right?  No, I didn’t think so either.  I was picturing some sort of peeling back of the face in order to shove dead guy bone in, but apparently it’s much less invasive than that, even though it calls for a general anesthetic. And dead guy bone?!  Wow.  Just….wow.

So, yesterday, I was Madame Chauffeur to my Beloved, and I sat in the waiting room reading Wicked for an hour and a half.  The Rules we were given included having him eat cold, soft foods.  She even said, and I quote, “ice cream, pudding, Jell-o, etc.”  This is the only Good Part of the whole process:  the eating of not-so-healthy foods with the doctor’s blessing.  Thank you, Dr. Won, for letting us snack on junky food for a few days.  Oh, did you catch that “us?”  Yeah, well, I didn’t want him to feel Singled Out, so I have embarked on this journey with him because I am Selfless.  Other snacks on our personal list include pimento cheese, beloved cracker spread of The South, and hummus.  No, The Beloved will not be enjoying the cracker portion of the show, but my Wheat Thins are ready to go.

Pimento Cheese Spread
This is one of those southern treats that can be made a ton of different ways, so don’t stress over it.

  • 1 pound sharp cheddar cheese (you can use Velveeta, if you want, but I’m not going to)
  • mayonnaise, to taste
  • salt and freshly ground black pepper, to taste
  • 1 or 2 small jars pimento (or pimiento)

Other stuff you can put in it, if you want:

  • sweet or dill pickle relish
  • minced garlic or granulated garlic
  • chopped onion or onion powder
  • other kinds of cheese–Pepper Jack comes to mind, if you like things a little spicy
  • dry mustard
  • lemon juice
  • other spices–like maybe chili powder could be Fun for a Mexican-style version

You can make this in a food processor or by hand–it all depends on how homogenized you want your final mixture to be.

If making by hand, grate the cheese and mix together with other ingredients. to taste.  Stop when you like it.

To make in a food processor, pulse to desired smoothness, but add the pimentos last so they don’t get too blended up.  It’s fun to see some red flecks in the Final Product.

What to do with this stuff:

  • spread on bread for a quickie sammich
  • spread on hamburgers or hotdogs
  • eat with crackers
  • use as veggie dip with carrots, celery, etc.

Dear US readers, I hope you have a Fantastic Fourth.  Dear International Readers, I hope you have a fantastic weekend.  And to everyone, make some pimento cheese, it’ll make you feel good!

And The Beloved’s new name?  Sir Costsalot.  A Very Lot.

Published in: on July 3, 2009 at 3:01 pm Comments (10)
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Tree Cutting and Cobbler

Wowie.  It has been a Big Day here at The Beautiful House.  First, some tree guys showed up, and we thought they were our tree guys.  This is their stuff:

Impressive enough, I suppose.

Impressive enough, I suppose.

So then, they start hooking lines up to a tree next door.  Oh, yay–we’re going to have Dueling Tree Dudes!  I made popcorn and prepared to be Riveted.

And then, about half an hour later, our tree guys showed up.  And this is what they brought:

What?!  This is the Awesomest Thing Ever

What?! This is the Awesomest Thing Ever

Game over, baby.  This was like an NFL team playing against the Pee Wees.  I put the popcorn away and just settled in to enjoy the ride.  If you’d like to enjoy the ride with me, here’s a link. Even the other tree dude came over and watched.  He did an amazing job over there, don’t get me wrong.  But how do you compete against the Big Red One?!  I mean, seriously–that is one big old package of Hydrolic Awesome right there.

Anyway, I told you I would write about pastry type things today, so here I go–I just couldn’t let the Awesomeness go undocumented.

So, The Beloved and Henry and I went to the Farmer’s Market on Sunday.  We purchased beautiful North Carolina peaches.  I tasted before I bought, and they were juicy and peachy but not too sweet.  Perfectly wonderful and kind of meaty, if you know what I mean.  I felt like I must do Something Special with them.  I was going to use blueberries and blackberries from the yard, but Henry cannot eat seeds (!) so I just used straight up peaches.  I almost didn’t remember–I had the blueberries all ready to go when I realized that what I was about to do would hurt his stomach a Very Lot.  I also wanted to use some of my lovely corn meal from Atkinson’s Mill, so here’s how it went.  Oh, I did this by volume, just because cobbler is not an Exact Science, and I had a cup measure handy.  All measurements are approximate–seriously.  Do not stress over this one At All.

Peach and Berry Cobbler, Hold the Berries Because of Henry

  • 1/2 stick butter
  • about 2 1/2 cups of cut up peaches (or a mixture of peaches and berries, if you’re not making this for Henry)
  • pinch o’ salt
  • about 3/4 cup AP flour
  • about 1/4 cup corn meal
  • about 1 cup sugar (I used 3/4 cup white and 1/4 cup brown)
  • big pinch o’ salt
  • 3/4 tsp baking powder
  • sprinkle or two of ground ginger
  • 1 cup milk
  • 1 wee splash vanilla

Put the half stick of butter in a baking dish and put the dish in the oven at 350F.

While the butter is melting (mine, of course, was frozen), cut up your fruit and toss with a pinch of salt.

Measure out the dry ingredients–flours, sugars, salt and baking powder–into a bowl.  I threw both flours in the measuring cup together.  Ditto sugars).  You might have to smash up chunks of brown sugar.

Pour in the milk and vanilla and whisk until you have a pretty smooth batter.

Take the baking dish out of the oven, and pour in the batter.

Dump the fruit in an even-ish manner on top of the batter–it will sink in.

Bake until well risen and golden brown and delicious.  This took about 40 minutes for me.

Let cool to warm and Eat.

I had asked The Beloved to bring home some vanilla ice cream, and when it was time toserve, I asked him Where It Was.  He made the Homer Simpson “Doh!” face.  I remained silent for a moment, and then switched to Plan B: sour cream, a bit of ginger, a pinch of salt and brown sugar stirred together.  I am enjoying this topping more and more.  If you haven’t tried it yet, you really should.

Oh, here’s what the whole cobbler thing looked like before I shoved it into my face.

Creamy, peachy goodness.

Creamy, peachy goodness.

The little bit of corn meal gave it an almost sweet-grits-soufflé type flavor that went Very Well with the peaches.  I made it for last night’s dinner, but I had some for brunch as I watched the Tree Dudes do their thing.  A Very Satisfying morning.

Published in: on July 1, 2009 at 11:57 am Comments (3)
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The Great Search Term Round Up: Volume 3

In Which we find ourselves at the end of another month, ready to help answer your burning pastry questions.

In Which we find ourselves at the end of another month, ready to help answer your burning pastry questions.

Goodbye, June.  Hello, search terms that have amused me, befuddled me or made me really think.  For your enjoyment today, I present The Best search terms.  As per usual, if they are not phrased in question form, I will do that myself.  I do so enjoy a good Q&A Session.

What can I put in macaroni salad? Pretty much whatever you want.  Take your favorite veggie salad mix (or tuna or chicken salad, for that matter) use a bunch of extra dressing and fold it all in with still-warm elbows, shells or Interesting Shapes such as fusilli (Jerry) or farfalle.

Why did my flan curdle? Because your mixture boiled in the oven.  This is a Very Bad Thing for flan.  Flan should be smooth and slice cleanly.  It should Not feel like wet tweed in the mouth.  Use a water bath, and bake it low and slow at no more than 275F.  If you have a convection oven, cover the Flan Pan so it doesn’t brown.  Yes, it will take Forever to bake, but your reward will be perfect flan.

Could you give me a recipe for a bacon, egg and cheese biscuit? Dear, sweet Searcher on the Hinternet, take a biscuit, cut it open, put bacon (cooked), egg (also cooked) and cheese (skip the cooking part for the cheese) on the biscuit.  Put lid on biscuit.  Eat biscuit.  Love, PMAT Jenni.

Can you put dill pickles in macaroni salad? Despite my answer to question 1, dill pickles Do Not Like to be included in macaroni salad.  Don’t even try it.  They will be Sullen and Sad and will eye you Darkly.*

How can I sweeten sour cream? Put some sweetener in it.  Seriously–if you want something to be sweet, you need to use some sugar, brown sugar, honey, maple syrup, agave nectar or What Have You to make it so.  Here’s how you do it.  Put sweetener in sour cream.  Stir and stir.

How much sugar do people buy? It depends on how much they use.  Folks who build sugar sculptures need A Very Lot of sugar.  Folks who never eat sugar prolly don’t buy any.  If you’re looking for statistics, I did find one that stated that in 1999, Americans ate 158 pounds a year.  That’s an average, so while some folks bought/ate way less than that, others bought/ate way more.  I’m a Fan of sugar, but this seems a bit much.

Can you make pasta sauce with Cool Whip? Dear Lord in Heaven, deliver me from these Cool Whip questions, especially the ones who want to branch out and use Cool Whip creatively.  Shudder.  To answer the question, yes, I suppose you could, but no one should ever, ever, ever actually do it.  Just say no.

How do you know when caramel is done? Good question.  Once sugar begins to color, it’s technically a caramel, but the darker it gets, the less sweet and more complex the flavor.  So, you have to decide what your sweet spot on the Caramel Spectrum is.  I like to hang out down towards the far end, where the smokers and kids wearing flannel shirts gather.  Some folks might be happier on the Glee Club end of the spectrum.  If I’m making caramel for kids, I stop at a medium amber color.  For adults, I take it just past the smoke point.  To use with meats, I take it to a true mahogany.  At that point, you have to be careful, because once you get to mahogany, you’re pretty close to black, and black isn’t caramel.  It’s pure carbon.  No matter how dark/light you like it, the sugar will continue to cook once you take it off the heat.  To lock in your color, so to speak, either throw in a wee handful of ice and stir it in–carefully; it will splutter–or dunk the pan in an ice water bath to arrest the cooking.

How do I make a 13th birthday cake with marzipan? Make a cake.  Spread a thin layer of jam (or other yummy glue) on the outside.  Smooth a sheet of marzipan over the cake.  Write Happy 13th Birthday Insert-Name-Here with your choice of colored icing.  You can purchase marzipan, or you can make your own.  As long as you start with commercially produced almond paste, you should be fine.

Here’s another that I simply cannot phrase in the form of a question:  Little voices told me to.  I’m not sure what this person was looking for or how they wound up here, but I will say that, from now on, it will be my excuse for everything Eccentric that I do.  The Beloved will ask, “Dearest?  Why, oh why did you find it necessary to dye the cat green?”  And I will answer, “Little voices told me to.”  Yup, that’s my plan.

And that concludes today’s round up.  Stay tuned tomorrow for your regularly scheduled pastry programming.

*Oh, for the love of Mike, if you want dill pickles in your macaroni salad, put them in there.  Consider chopping them up first.

Sunday Sippers: Introducing the Bergamo(t)jito

How's that for a lovely Sunday Beverage?

How's that for a lovely Sunday Beverage?

Well, it is a lovely 800 degree day here in The Triangle.  As much as I enjoy making a nice Sunday Supper, today just seemed more conducive to a sipper–a frosty cold refreshing Adult Beverage.  One made from the Bounty in our yard.  Remember a couple of days ago I posted about those crazy mint flowers?  Well, many folks, including my long-lost-then-found-again-through-facebook college friend Cindy said, “Hey, those dudes look a lot like bergamot.”  All I could think of was Earl Grey tea, and they didn’t really have all that going on, so I went out into the Hinternet and found out that bergamot the herb (from the Mint Family) is named after bergamot the bitter orange because it has sort of an orange-y perfume.  I think that’s kind of a stretch, but they are minty and wonderful and Attractive, so I am just going with it.

So, here’s the beverage:  The Bergamo(t)jito, or just the Bergamojito.  The parenthetical T might be a bit much.  Sorry.

Bergamojito (serves one)

  • 16 (or so) bergamot or mint leaves
  • several Attractive bergamot flowerettes
  • about 1 1/2 tsp coarse sugar (I used demerara)
  • a smallish wedge of a well-scrubbed lime
  • 1 1/2 shots white rum
  • a Very Ton of ice
  • enough club soda to fill the glass

Bergamojito ingredients

See, the coarse sugar helps muddle things up really nicely.

See, the coarse sugar helps muddle things up really nicely.

Put the leaves, flowerettes, sugar and lime in the bottom of a nice tall glass.  Mash them together really well.  I don’t own a muddler, so I just used the back of a spoon and mashed away.  You could use simple syrup to sweeten this, but the coarse demerara crystals do a Fine Job of bruising the mint and coaxing the oils out of the lime skins.

Leave a tall iced tea spoon in the glass, and throw in a handful of ice, a few more flowerettes and more ice to fill the glass.

Pour in the rum and then jiggle the spoon up and down while you pour in some club soda to top things off.  This makes things all nice and mixed.

Then, sit out on the porch with your Beloved and Enjoy.  Oh, don’t forget to actually make your Beloved a beverage.  I made two, so I was happy to share with my Beloved.

So, how did it taste?  Very herbal and a bit peppery and lime-y and barely sweet and Extremely Refreshing.  I highly recommend that you make one immediately.

Published in: on June 28, 2009 at 8:08 pm Comments (4)
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Lightning Guacamole

I like mine fairly smooth, but leave yours as chunky as you like.

I like mine fairly smooth, but leave yours as chunky as you like.

This is a fast one today.  We are having a drop in for our neighbors so we can Meet People here in our new neighborhood, so I must clean and What Not.  I’m mostly done, but still, The Beloved will be home soon and I don’t want to be caught Dilly Dallying in any way.  As part of the Snackage, I’m making a really fast guacamole.  Throw everything in a bowl, mash with a potato masher until Sufficiently Mashed, chill and Put in Face.

I know it’s not technically a pastry thing, but it is food, and I have made spicy avocado ice cream before, so there you go.

Lightning Guacamole
Mash together:

  • ripe but not brown and gross Haas avocados
  • kosher salt and black pepper, to taste
  • a Very Ton of lime juice (adds all sorts of zing and keeps it from getting brown and sad for two or three days)
  • cumin
  • finely chopped onion
  • splashes of hot sauce or some finely minced hot pepper
  • minced cilantro
Action shot of My Left Hand squozzling a lime.

Action shot of My Left Hand squozzling a lime.

If you have trouble dealing with avocados, slice them in half the long way, around their big old seed, twist them open like an Oreo, whack the seed with your chef knife, cutting right into him without cutting off your hand. Twist the knife a bit to Dislodge the seed and pinch it from the back of the knife so it sails off of the blade.  Then use and avocado-sized spoon to scoop out the halves.  No waste.  Yay.

If you have trouble dealing with avocados, slice them in half the long way, around their big old seed, twist them open like an Oreo, whack the seed with your chef knife, cutting right into him without cutting off your hand. Twist the knife a bit to Dislodge the seed and pinch it from the back of the knife so it sails off of the blade. Then use an avocado-sized spoon to scoop out the halves. No waste. Yay.

No, there are no measurements.  Start with a judicious amount of each and add more of what you think it needs.  For 4 avocados, I prolly use the juice of 1 1/2 or 2 limes, a heavy pinch of salt and several grinds of pepper, about 1 tsp cumin, maybe 1/4 cup chopped onion, maybe 1 minced serrano or jalapeno or about 3 splashes of Very Hot Sauce.  The Beloved’s cousin made it, and it is fairly Lethal in a good way.

And there you have it.  Enjoy your weekend, friends.

Yes, you can add tomatoes, but everything turns hopelessly soggy and gray after awhile, so it’s your call.  And, yes, you can add all sorts of other stuff.  I don’t, because I like the lime/avocado Duo to shine.

Oh look, there are the onions--I forgot to show you those.

Oh look, there are the onions--I forgot to show you those.

PS If you have leftovers, and you really shouldn’t because this stuff is Good For You, press plastic wrap right down on the surface of the guac, pressing as many air pockets out as possible. Refrigerated, this will keep fairly well for a day or three without turning a Very Scary Brown color. If it does discolor (oxidize) a bit at the surface, scrape off the brown portion and eat the creamy green goodness underneath.

PPS  This is quite yummy when used as a sammich spread in place of mayonnaise.  Try it sometime.

Published in: on June 26, 2009 at 2:45 pm Comments (4)
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Anniversaries and Alzheimer’s

Auntie Ev and Uncle Ray just a few months ago at their home in Pinehurst.  The truest kind of family.

Auntie Ev and Uncle Ray just a few months ago at their home in Pinehurst. The truest kind of family.

Wedding anniversaries are a time to look back to remember the good times and be thankful that you made it through the not so good times.  As years mount upon years, a happy couple can feel quietly proud of their union and completely sure of his/her spouse.  Often, the “big” anniversaries–those whose years end in 5 or 0–are celebrated by friends and family, as if somehow it is a greater accomplishment to have made it to one of those years when they only amount to 20% of the anniversaries.  And I guess, somehow, it is a bigger deal.  As humans, we love to measure time, and decade and century marks–not to mention millennial marks–are somehow celebrated more earnestly than others.  Maybe those round numbers make us more aware of our mortality; maybe celebrating those milestones makes us less fearful of the passage of time and more in control.  I’m not sure what the answer is.

Today is Auntie Ev and Uncle Ray’s 65th wedding anniversary.  Ev and Ray have been family of my heart, if not my blood, since before I was born.  Auntie Ev and her two sisters, Eileen (’Leenie) and Madeline babysat my father when he was a child.  Ray met Evelyn through her younger brother, Colin, when the two were roommates during basic training for the roles they played in World War II.  Through Evelyn and her sisters, Ray came into my father’s family’s life.  And a new family was born.  I wish I could describe to you how amazing the pair of them are.  The stories that we all share.  The common memories.  The laughter.  The time the unattached gravy boat flew off of the saucer and into the floral centerpiece.  The Christmas in which everyone broke something–at 7 or 8, I broke the hide-a-bed.  My dad broke a Cadillac.  Janet broke a coffee urn by overlooking a Do Not Immerse label.   The time my brother and I got lost in the woods behind their house; how we were “rescued,” scared and bleeding from a bramble attack.  The stories from before I was born of my dad’s father spending his last few months with Ev and Ray.  The names of other members of our family of the heart–Uncle Ben, Uncle Alex, Auntie Margaret, Bessie, Spennie–some of whom I never met; some of whom I barely remember, but all of whom are special, marked by their status as Family.

Today, Auntie Ev is slipping away.  Not in body–she still looks wonderful, and if you ask her, she’ll say that she’s just fine.  But this amazingly strong woman is being pulled down and away from us by the dark whirlpool that is Alzheimer’s.  Rather than lament this fact, let me celebrate her as the force that she was, and continues to be, in our family.  In 1948, she agreed to move to Jackson, MS with Ray and their infant son, Ken.  Her family all thought they were crazy to go.  Not to take anything away from Mississippi in the 21st century, but in those days, leaving New York City to live in the South was literally like going to live in another country.  Deep down inside, she perhaps thought it a little crazy, too, but she supported Ray and his career, and so they went.

Every year for Christmas, Auntie Ev used to make plum puddings and about 15 kinds of cookies.  I can remember making the perilous trek down into their dark basement in Plainfield, New Jersey.  I was terrified of what Lurked down there–it was just anyone’s guess–but the lure of cookies was strong, and I let myself be led by the hum of the deep freeze, which promised nothing but delight.  Ev and Ray spearheaded Good Friday concerts at their church, and Ev made dozens of lemon pound cakes to be sold as part of the fundraiser for the local hospital.  By the time they moved from New Jersey to North Carolina, the Good Friday concert was raising tens of thousands of dollars for the hospital.  That hospital is now closed.  I’m not sure that there is a connection there; I am just mentioning it.

Evelyn raised Ken, an amazing son (who, after all, didn’t suffer any adverse effects from his stint in MS), and has kept both him and (more importantly) Ray in line, the household in order and the family together.  When Ken was away at college, Ev and Ray decided to foster a young blind man, Michael.  See how they just adopt people?  Without Ev and Ray, I doubt that Michael would have had a guide dog or gone to a great college or gotten a great job that normally would have gone to a sighted person, especially back in the seventies.  But Auntie Ev didn’t care about normal.  She cared about what was right.  We all may call her Auntie Ev, but I know that my parents consider her a mother figure, and I certainly have always felt much closer to her and Ray then I ever did to my biological grandparents.  Relatives of the heart, the ones who find us, by chance or by design, are the truest kind of family.

As our godparents, Uncle Ray delivered the eulogy when my brother died in 1998.  He was uncertain that he could get through it, and before he went up in front of the congregation, Auntie Ev whispered to him “Be strong for our Greg,” and Uncle Ray was.  Our family is stronger today because Auntie Ev modeled strength and encouraged strength in all of us.

Five years ago, for their 60th wedding anniversary celebration in Pinehurst, NC, we all gathered–new friends and old–to pay tribute to a long and lasting union.  Auntie Ev was completely with us and present in the moment, and I had the distinct honor of making their celebration cake.  Speeches were made; jokes were told.  We laughed and remembered and planned for their next milestone:  the 75th anniversary.  All four Lainson “kids” attended the 60th.  “How amazing!” we all thought.  All four Lainson kids are still around for 65th, but I doubt that at this point Auntie Ev distinguishes today from any other day.  I will call later today.  Auntie Ev will say that she is fine, and she will thank me for the anniversary wishes, but I doubt she’ll know who I am.  In a strange way, that will be okay, because it is what it is, and we try to enjoy every moment.  I know who she is, who she was, and what she has meant–and continues to mean–to Uncle Ray, to her brother and sisters, to my parents, and to The Beloved and me.

Ev and Ray's anniversary cake--lemon cake with raspberry filling covered with marzipan and then white chocolate ganache.  Gumpaste roses, daisies, tulips and pansies.

Ev and Ray's 60th Anniversary cake--lemon cake with raspberry filling covered with marzipan and then white chocolate ganache. Gumpaste roses, daisies, tulips and pansies.

So, today, I celebrate Ev and Ray’s enduring love.  Theirs is truly the model for our marriage.  And, it’s a damn fine model.

Published in: on June 25, 2009 at 11:37 am Comments (9)
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Look At This!

How lovely is this guy?!

How lovely is this guy?!

So, check him out!  Any ideas?  Can you even Begin to guess what this guy is?  Maybe you already know and are just skimming along, waiting for me to cut to the chase.  If so, just give me a minute.  I will give you Hints.  It’s the flower of a culinary herb.  It is often associated with sweet items, although lamb is also a classic pairing.  The leaves are often used in teas.  And you can’t make a mojito without it.  Got it?  It’s…………..Mint!  How cool do his little flowers look?

Here’s how I discovered these guys.  I did Absolutely Nothing, and then they just happened.  When we moved into The Beautiful House, we inherited many herbs planted in many places around the property–cilantro, lavender, rosemary, thyme, oregano, etc.  And mint.  Planted in two or three places.  Mint is Crafty and will grow just about anywhere, jumping into beds (!) with other little guys who are just minding their own business.  Mint is a Gigolo.  What I mean to say is, we had A Very Lot of mint.  Some of it was growing in the front next to the stone steps, and it was getting all Leggy and yellow-ish and Unattractive.  So, I cut it way back.  Some of the guys who weren’t tall and leggy enough to fall to my blade continued growing.  They got tall and taller, and then the newer leaves started coming in all purple and then little bract-like structures began to form.  They were purple, too.  And then:  crazy flowers happened!

Yes, I know.  Plants flower, and it’s not really a big deal, but I’d never seen mint flower, and I guess I just never really thought about it.  And they’re so pretty!  So, what did I do with them, you ask?  I ate one, of course.  And I made The Beloved eat one, too.  And guess what?!  They taste like mint!  Not all green and minty like the leaves, but a very subtle, peppery minty.  The flowers themselves didn’t taste like much on my tongue, but they released their Minty Essence so that my mouth tasted like clean, not-at-all-sweet mint.  Yay!  Plus, they are Lovely.

Of course, this opens up a whole world of possibilities for minty flowery snacks and beverages.  Here’s my list, so far:

  1. Steep them in ice cream base for subtley minty ice cream.  If they don’t turn Odd Colors, leave them in when you churn it.
  2. Use as a straight-up garnish on any Item containing mint–sweet or savory.  I think they’d be lovely tossed with some sweet peas.  What do you think?
  3. Muddle them into beverages, both kid-friendly and Frosty Adult Beverages.
  4. Dry the flowers, crumble them and roll them into tart dough or maybe shortbread dough.  Butter mint, anyone?
  5. Add them to a refreshing granita mix before freezing.
  6. Steep them in cold water, maybe with some cucumber slices.  Serve over ice.

When I actually do one or more of these Items, I will let you know how it goes.  I just had to share how pretty and tasty and how Full of Possibility these little flowers are.  That is all; we now return you to your regular programming.

Published in: on June 24, 2009 at 8:31 am Comments (14)
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Of Quiche and Crème Fraîche

In Which I am a Helper and answer readers' questions.

In Which I am a Helper and answer readers' questions.

Well, hi there, and Happy Tuesday.  You guys are Awesome; I threw open the floor to questions, and you came through!  Now, I will do my best to be all Expert-y and stuff and answer said questions.

First, from An_Other_Jenn:  “…do you have a favorite quiche recipe? My husband has never had one, but he’s a fan of eggs & cheese & savory things blended together, so I thought I’d make one for him. What are your thoughts on home-made vs. store-bought crusts?”

Ahem.  First of all, Props to the Husband for not buying into the whole Real Men Don’t Eat Quiche thing.  Quiche is a wonderful thing.  For those of you who might be a wee bit intimidated by Quiche, just think of it as a bunch of Items in a partially baked crust covered with rich custard and then baked.  It is cheesy, eggy goodness.  Since quiche is a custard, you could consider baking it in a low oven with a water bath, but I wouldn’t recommend it for two reasons.  1) Part of the yumminess of quiche is the browned goodness on top, and you need higher heat to make that happen, and b) the crust acts as an insulator, so you shouldn’t have issues with curdling, regardless.

Since quiche is really more of a technique than a recipe, I don’t really have a favorite, although there are some classic combinations such as the bacon-y, Swiss Cheese-y goodness of Quiche Lorraine.  I do, however, have a favorite custard mix and technique for putting it together.  I cannot take credit for this; it comes from Thomas Keller, the culinary master behind The French Laundry and Bouchon.

This custard makes enough to fill one 9″ quiche.  It doubles or even triples or quadruples very well, so if you’re feeling Crazy, go for it.

Look--it's Thoma Keller's Quiche Lorraine!  Isn't it lovely?

Look--it's Thomas Keller's Quiche Lorraine! Isn't it lovely?

Thomas Keller’s Amazing Savory Custard Filling for Quiche

  • 2 cups milk
  • 2 cups heavy cream (you can sub. 1 quart of half and half, if you want)
  • 6 large eggs
  • 1 TBSP kosher salt (see all that salt?  Use it all–do not skimp on the salt)
  • 1/4 tsp white pepper (freshly ground is best)
  • just a few gratings of fresh nutmeg

Scald dairy, then cool for 10-15 minutes.

Use half of everything and blend in your blender on low then on high for about 30 seconds.

Pour that half in your partially baked quiche shell, add your fillings, then repeat blending with the other half of the custard ingredients.  Pour over fillings.

At the restaurant I used to work at, I was In Charge of Quiche Crusts.  We served quiche on Saturday at lunch, and we always hoped that we wouldn’t sell out so that we could eat some.  It is Very Very Good.  Here’s how I dealt with the crust:

Make some pâte brisée.  Roll it into a circle-esque shape big enough to line and go up the sides and hang over the edge of a 9″ springform pan.  This means you need a Big Big Circle, probably about 16″-17″.  Press the dough into the bottom and up the sides of the pan.  Use a piece of dough to help push the crust into the corners.  Fold the dough over the edges of the pan all around.  Some parts will hang down more than other parts.  Don’t worry about it–this dough flap is an anchor to keep your dough from sliding down the vertical surface of the pan.  That Thomas Keller is Smart.

Once your dough is All In, make sure there are no cracks.  Cracks equal Leaking equal Did-You-Know-That-Glue-Is-Made-From-Protein?  Patch them with some extra dough.  Freeze the shell for about half an hour, then line the tart shell with some crumpled-then-uncrumpled parchment paper or an extra large coffee filter and fill with some dried beans or pie weights.  Bake at 375F until the edges are browned–about 35 minutes or so.

Remove the pie weights and parchment and check for cracks again.  Patch as necessary, and continue baking for another 20 minutes or so, or until the bottom is light golden.  If the outside edges are getting too brown, don’t worry–you’ll be cutting those off anyway.

Then, add 1/2 blended custard, filling stuff and the other 1/2 of the custard.  Bake at 375F for about 1 hour and 15 minutes, or until the top of the custard is deep golden brown and it doesn’t jiggle.  Cool for 30 minutes or so, then get rid of the outer part of the dough by scraping along the top of the pan with a bench scraper.  Run a knife around the inside of the springform, let cool some more, then remove the sides of the pan.  Slice and serve and smile.

Oh, and store-bought crust?  I guess it’s okay in a pinch, but if you have the time, make your own.  Here’s what’s in store bought crust (from our friends at Wegman’s):

Enriched Bleached Flour (Wheat Flour, Niacin, Iron, Thiamin Mononitrate [Vitamin B1], Riboflavin [Vitamin B2], Folic Acid), Wheat Starch, Lard and Hydrogenated Lard with BHT Added to Protect Flavor, Water, Sugar, Contains 2% or Less of Each of The Following: Salt, Xanthan Gum, Colored With (Yellow 5, Red 40), Citric Acid and Sodium Propionate and Potassium Sorbate Added to Retard Spoilage, Soy Flour

I”m just saying that you might not want Red 40 in your crust, is all.

And now, on to the crème fraîche.  Here’s the question from Tangled Noodle:  “I made a crème fraîche for my most recent post but as I noted, I didn’t use any recommended ingredients (ultrapasteurized whipping cream rather than not-UP heavy cream, and NF yogurt instead of buttermilk). I though it came out perfectly fine but it was more of a ‘pourable’ texture rather than sour cream consistency. Assuming I make it with appropriate elements next time, what kind of texture should I look for? And how do you make crème fraîche?”

Happily for Tangled Noodle, much like I was In Charge of quiche crusts, I was also In Charge of making crème fraîche.  I made 8-12 quarts every week or so.  Sometimes it would be a little thinnish; sometimes it would be as thick as mascarpone.  It depended on the temperature in the kitchen and how long we left it out on the counter.

If it’s cool in the kitchen, you might have to leave it out for as many as 72 hours.  I don’t think that the use of yogurt and ultra-pasteurized cream hurts anything–you’re just trying to introduce tasty cultures and make them flourish in your cream.

See--someone on Flickr has made some lovely creme fraiche!

See--someone on Flickr has made some lovely creme fraiche!

Here’s how I made it.  Honestly–step by step.

For every cup of cream, you’ll need 2 TBSP buttermilk.  For each pint, you need 1/4 cup.  For each quart, you need 1/2 cup.  Et cetera.

  1. Pour heavy cream into a large container.
  2. Add buttermilk and whisk together very well.
  3. Cover, and leave in a warm place–we often just put it on top of the ovens on a half hotel pan.  The pan acted as a diffuser to keep the cream from overheating.
  4. Check every day until it’s thick.  I checked by jiggling the container.  If it didn’t make waves and Slosh About, it was thick enough.
  5. Refrigerate.

I didn’t heat the cream up before hand–I just let the Warm happen naturally.  Putting it in the oven with the light on might be a happy place for it to live, if you can spare the oven for a couple of days.

The biggest pain about making crème fraîche at home is having to wait up to two or three days to use it.  At the restaurant, we almost never ran out, but I doubt that at home you’ll be using so much crème fraîche that you’ll have to go into constant production.  So, either plan Way Ahead (and isn’t that funny, my telling you to do such a thing?!) or just know that your crème fraîche will be tangy but might not be thick.  Also, you can whip cold crème fraîche, whether it is thick or thin.  Whisk and whisk.  It will thin out some, and you will be sad, but carry on.  Eventually, it will whip up just like whipped cream.

And there you have it.  Oh, guess what?  If you have some crème fraîche lying about, or if you get excited and make a bunch, you can use it in place of the heavy cream in your quiche.  Hooray!

Published in: on June 23, 2009 at 1:18 pm Comments (5)
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Sunday Suppers (Monday Edition): Sausage and Veal Rigatoni

Cream cheese, balsamic and nutmeg?  Why not?!

Cream cheese, balsamic and nutmeg? Why not?!

Well, our quick trip to Orlando was successful.  But, we are Very,Very Sleepy.  There was lots of driving and visiting and eating and Being Hot.  But, I promised you a Monday Edition Sunday Supper, so here it is.

This is another variation on my recent pasta craze.  I had a pound of local sausage and some ground veal.  And rigatoni.  Instant dinner.  Well, not instant, necessarily, but the whole deal only took about an hour and fifteen minutes.  You could probably cut down on the time a bit by using a pressure cooker or by not simmering the sauce as long as I did.

I didn’t really do anything much differently than I usually do, but the fat for the finishing this time was cream cheese.  I do love me some cream cheese.  I read in a cookbook that cream cheese is a Miracle Fabric.  I’m not sure about the fabric portion, but it is pretty miraculous.  It’s equally at home in sweet and in savory preparations.  Pour some pepper jelly over a block of cream cheese, and you’ve got an easy snack to take to the Superbowl Party.  Here’s a favorite:  pineapple jam (if you can find it), horseradish and loads of black pepper.  It sound kinda gross, but it is Awesome.

But, I digress.  Ahem, so cream cheese was my fat.  Because I like it.  There was a bit more stirring and mooshing about to get it to melt because I of course forgot to take it out of the fridge even though it was My Plan to do so.  Sorry.  You’ll remember, though.

So, what else did I do a little differently?  Oh!  I know–I used some freshly grated nutmeg in the sauce.  Why?  Because I like it.  Because it’s good with cream cheese.  Because it is often in sausage and I wanted to up its presence so it wouldn’t have to keep jumping up to be recognized.  I’m now imagining little nutmeg in back of big old fennel and black pepper, trying in vain to see the parade.  I told you I was sleepy.

I also used a very lot of balsamic vinegar.  Again, because I like it and it plays so well with tomatoes.  Plus, if you’re worried about Sodium and stuff, you can cut back some on the salt if you use enough vinegar.  Yay.

Sausage and Veal Rigatoni with Cream Cheese and Super Nutmeg Power

  • 1 pound sweet or hot bulk sausage
  • 1 pound ground beef, veal–whatever
  • 2 medium onions, chopped
  • 2 fresh bay leaves (dry is fine, but I planted a bay tiny-tree a few weeks ago, so that’s what I used)
  • 2 TBSP (or so) of extra virgin olive oil
  • 3 cloves garlic, minced
  • salt and pepper, to taste
  • 1/2 tsp Italian seasoning
  • 1/4 tsp freshly grated nutmeg
  • pepper flake, to taste
  • 8 oz. red wine
  • 2 TBSP tomato paste
  • 2 28 oz cans whole or diced tomatoes
  • about 1/4 cup balsamic vinegar

To finish

  • 2-3 oz. cream cheese
  • 1/3 cup pasta water
  • 1/3 cup grated Parm

Of course, I started with a brick of frozen sausage.

Frozen block of sausage

Frozen block of sausage. Because I'm me.

That’s probably another part of why it took over an hour.  You will remember to thaw out your sausage, because you are Better Planners than I.  Anyway, I thawed/browned the sausage in the big saute pan.

Then, I tossed in the onion, garlic, pepper flake, salt and pepper and Italian Seasoning along with the rest of the meat.  There was a lot of food in the pan, so some steaming happened.

Sizzling along and smelling Quite Good.

Sizzling along and smelling Quite Good.

You could do this in batches to make sure you get some nice browning.  I didn’t, because I was trying to make up for some of that Frozen Sausage Time.

Skim off most of the sausage fat.  I left maybe two tablespoons, for body and flavor.  I added the tomato paste and stirred it around, letting it cook for a minute or two to start caramelizing.

This was my glass of wine.  I did not share it with The Beloved or with the pasta sauce.

This was my glass of wine. I did not share it with The Beloved or with the pasta sauce.

Add the wine and balsamic and simmer to reduce by about 3/4.  Add the tomatoes.  Simmer and simmer.  Taste and correct seasonings.  At this point, I added some more balsamic, a bit more salt and some pepper.

This is right after I added the tomatoes....

This is right after I added the tomatoes....

...and this is after about 20 minutes.  Looking pretty good.

...and this is after about 20 minutes. Looking pretty good.

Cook the pasta and finish it The Way I Showed You, using the cream cheese as the fat and stirring in some Parmesan at the very end.

I served this with a splash of extra virgin olive oil, some more black pepper and a bit more cheese.

This makes a Right Ton of Sauce, so I only used about half to finish a whole pound of rigatoni.  The rest, I used with some of that Yellow Box Barilla spaghetti and finished it with a splash of half and half.  Round Two was almost as tasty as Round One.  The cream cheese was a Very Good Idea.  Give it a try sometime.

Tomorrow is all about quiche and crust and creme fraiche, thanks to Loyal Readers.  The floor is still open for more questions.  Tomorrow, All will be Revealed.

Published in: on June 22, 2009 at 4:29 pm Comments (8)
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