tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22443062160966997722024-03-05T09:31:49.465-08:00The Taming of the ShroomThe Adventures and Forays of Two Academics in the KitchenAlanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15812963944413205419noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2244306216096699772.post-70823265711471333922011-08-18T08:11:00.000-07:002011-08-18T08:11:22.604-07:00Blueberry Streusel Muffins<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span></span><br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Yet a steady diet of aforementioned fare will surely increase the waistline as well as the chances of contracting Type II die-ah-beed-us, so we can't live like obese monarchs every single morning. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Enter the humble, yet tasty, muffin. The heartier sibling in the mini-cake tribe, you can throw just about anything into a muffin: fruit, grains, cheese, vegetables. As a kid, I relied heavily upon the Martha White muffin mixes in a bag. Add in some water or milk, maybe some oil, and you were ready to fill in some muffin tins. The mixes were completed with pellet formed "fruit", small cylinders of blue or red color chock full of corn starch, dye and artificial flavors. Yum!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Alex's friend came to visit us a few weekends ago, and I thought that I would make something special for breakfast. Here's my recipe for my first-ever try at REAL blueberry muffins:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" />2 cups all purpose flour or cake flour</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">1 1/2 teaspoons baking powder<br />
1/2 teaspoon salt<br />
1/2 cup (1 stick) unsalted butter, softened<br />
1 cup sugar<br />
2 large eggs<br />
2 teaspoons vanilla extract<br />
1/2 cup whole milk<br />
2 cups blueberries, fresh or frozen<br />
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1 tsp cinnamon</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Sift the flour, baking powder and salt together. Cream the butter and sugar. Add the eggs, vanilla and milk into the creamed sugar. Once it is combined, add it to the dry ingredients in three or four installments- don't just throw it all in at once.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Fold the blueberries into the mix. Spoon the finished batter into your muffin tins. This recipe should yield 12-16 muffins, depending on where your fill line may be in your tins.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">For the streusel, melt the butter and add in all the ingredients. You can mix it with a fork or with your fingers. Sprinkle the streusel directly on top of the batter in the muffin tins.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Bake these babies between 20 and 25 minutes, then let them cool thoroughly. Hot blueberries can be like lava bombs, which isn't so great.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Perhaps you're wondering what's up with the flour choices? Well, cake flour is incredibly fine and makes a very soft, almost silky cake. All purpose flour isn't as refined, so the end result isn't as smooth, but it is just as tasty. You don't need to change baking times for either flour, nor do you need to whip out the fine china if you use the baking flour.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">You may, however, want to ration these muffins. They are crazy good!</span></span>Alanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15812963944413205419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2244306216096699772.post-36264535319993324372011-08-18T07:15:00.000-07:002011-08-18T07:15:40.355-07:00Banana Bread<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">If you're anything like me, your heart is in the right place when it comes to eating healthy. I buy vegetables and fruit with the firm intention of eating them, but more often than not, they go bad and I end up feeling pretty silly. When veggies start to turn dark, there's not much you can do with them. But when fruit starts to turn dark and get spots, it's not always the end of the line- this is especially the case with bananas.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The darker the fruit, the better- so long as it isn't moldy or harboring banana spiders. According to Alex, these little beasties are shaped like bananas and may or may not have bananas for legs. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 23px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">1 stick butter, softened<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />2 large very ripe bananas<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />1/2 cup sour cream<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />2 large eggs<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />1 1/2 teaspoons vanilla extract<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />2 cups cake flour<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />3/4 cup plus 2 tablespoons sugar<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />1 teaspoon baking soda<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />3/4 teaspoon baking powder<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />1/2 teaspoon salt<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />1 cup chocolate chips</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 23px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Purée the bananas with the sour cream, eggs and vanilla. Sift the dry ingredients together (using cake flour makes a very nice, very soft bread- I used whole wheat flour on a second banana bread run, and it was much more dense and not as sweet). Mix the butter into the dry mix until you get a crumbly mixture, then add in the wet ingredients. Mix until thoroughly blended, and then fold in the chocolate chips. </span></span><br />
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However, we have some news to share- we're engaged! We'll be exchanging vows next year and collecting reception food ideas here. If you have any ideas to offer, we'd be more than grateful to hear them!<br />
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We'll also be in Germany for about ten months, and we plan on recounting our culinary escapades here- I for one cannot wait to try my hand at making authentic pretzels, not to mention convenient public transportation and a variety of markets.<br />
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We hope you haven't forgotten about us, and we promise to be better about posting. Alanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15812963944413205419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2244306216096699772.post-68496252828121731792011-05-31T14:29:00.000-07:002011-05-31T14:29:48.321-07:00Mock Mashed Potatoes<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Lots of posts because Blogger has gotten over its latest bug- and not a moment too soon! </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Who doesn't love mashed potatoes? A must-have at family gatherings, a quintessential comfort food, mashed potatoes have a special place in the American culinary heart. They have a huge place in my own heart, mostly due to the fact that I can' indulge in them as often as the average citizen. Thanks to the innovation and creativity of my Mom (and a little help from Martha Stewart), I now have this alternative version of mashed potatoes to share:</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What you'll need to recreate this amazing alternative:</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Peel and cut the turnips and parsnips into chunks- no matter the size so long as the chunks are consistent. Boil for 20 minutes, or until the vegetables are soft. Drain and let cool, then place in large food processor. Add melted butter, cream cheese, garlic and spices. Pulse and chop until the mixture is smooth. </span><br />
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You can check out Daisy Mae's Market in their usual spot at Findlay Market, right out front facing Race Street. They have many staples as well as more exotic fruits and vegetables, but most importantly, a serious commitment to locavore culture and city revitalization. Here is their website:<br />
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http://web.mac.com/barbcooper/daisymaesmarket/Welcome_to_Daisy_Maes_Market.htmlAlanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15812963944413205419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2244306216096699772.post-33918282733889971982011-05-31T13:42:00.000-07:002011-05-31T13:42:08.726-07:00To Key Lime or not to Key Lime<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As a kid, I spent several summers in southwestern Florida, avoiding the great outdoors and trying my best not to stick to my GG's leather couch. During one particularly sweltering season, I was formally introduced to the Key Lime Pie. My grandmother, being the purveyor of all things classy, insisted that Key Lime Pie is only made from Key limes, and that anything else was a serious grievance against good taste. She even had a small Key lime tree in her backyard, a sparse looking little thing that bore maybe five tiny limes a year. Needless to say, I was pretty perplexed as to how such tiny little fruits could create such an amazing sweet treat. From that point on, I was hooked on Key Lime Pie and spent the dog days devising various plans to procure more pie. The plans usually included creative use of alligators and projectile lizards.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">That being said, I've had quite a lot of Key Lime Pie. I'd even go so far to say that I am a connaisseur. The pie is easy to make- there are only three key ingredients, and the crust is usually made from crushed graham crackers. However, it's not always easy to procure Key limes, especially outside of Florida. If you are lucky enough to get your mitts on a bag, they're tiny little spheres with a low yield of juice. You'll sprain your fingers trying to juice those little buggers. Most pie producers get bottled Key lime juice, but even there one has to be discerning. Some bottling companies add in ascorbic or malic acid, which both add tartness, but the limes already have naturally occurring ascorbic acid. I've even seen HFCS in bottled Key Lime juice. Yeah, yeah, it's just like sugar and it's okay in moderation. It's not okay in my Key Lime juice.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So what's a gal to do when she can't find any Key Limes but wants nothing more than some Key Lime Pie? </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">She uses regular limes. They're easily accessible, they're in season and I don't risk arthritis working with them. My pie isn't a Key Lime Pie, but it's still pretty freaking great. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Here's my variation on the Classic Key Lime Pie:</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1 1/2 cups crushed Biscoff cookies (the airline cookie, also known as speculoos)</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">4 tbsp melted butter</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">2 tsp salt</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Mix all ingredients together, press into a pie mold (the size is your choice, but I use a 9" spring-form pan), and bake for 15 minutes at 350 degrees.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">3 eggs</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1 can sweetened condensed milk</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1 1/2 cup lime juice (I found that three large limes fit the bill this time)</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">*Lime zest is optional*</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Beat all ingredient together until well integrated. After the pie crust has cooled (or depending on your level of pie craving, while it's still warm), pour all the wet ingredients on the crust. Bake at 350 degrees for 20 minutes, or until the pie is set.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And no Key Lime Pie is complete without whipped cream, which is so incredibly easy to make you'll ditch your Whip-Its addiction and start inhaling this:</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1 cup heavy whipping cream</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1/3 cup sugar</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">2 tsp vanilla extract</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Whip on high until soft or hard peaks form- it's your preference! However, don't beat for too long because the cream will turn hard and get packed into the beaters. Not good for your pie, but actually really good if you stick them in the freezer. Creamsicles!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Here's my Off Key Lime Pie:</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I'll be making one of these as needed throughout the summer. Nothing cuts through the misery of sweating through your clothes and sticking to your furniture like the tart sweetness of limes. This can even be kept in the freezer- so long as you cut the pie first- for an icebox version. Here's to keeping cool! </span><br />
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</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';">Yesterday, between teaching, grading, and seeing a lecture on the Tea Party at school, I decided that nothing in the world sounded better for dinner than a po' boy. For the sake of clarity, a po' boy is a sandwich that is to New Orleans what pizza is to Chicago and New York, what cheese is to Wisconsin, wine to California, Jazz music to New Orleans, etc etc. Analogy time! A po'boy : New Orleans :: Jazz : New Orleans<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">. In constructing my analogy this way, I'm setting "a po'boy" on par with "jazz" in such a way to imply that they both hold relationships to New Orleans that are similar. What I'm trying to say (albeit in a pedantic, long-winded, and somewhat logically flawed way) is that a po' boy is the culinary incarnation of New Orleans-style jazz. You'll see what I mean.</span></span><br />
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</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">After learning all about the Tea Party (bunch of populist crazies, them), Alana and I went off to Whole Foods to pick up some shrimp, bread, a tomato, and some other miscellany. We found fresh de-veined, de-shelled shrimp on sale for $9.99/lb (down from 12.99) so we got 2 lbs figuring we'd use one and freeze the other. We found a wheat French baguette, the tomato and the rest and headed home to whip up a batch of wonderful. Ordinarily in NOLA, a po' boy calls for a mountain of popcorn shrimp, but these 36-42s were too good to pass up -- and they were fresh! </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">This is where the narrative splits. I dealt with cleaning and frying the shrimp, cutting the bread and tomato, and some of the finished sandwich construction and Alana made the sauce, mixed the spices, breaded the shrimp, and did some construction of her own. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;">As simple as a po' boy may seem, its success or failure hinges upon the quality of all its parts. I never had a po' boy until we were in New Orleans, and while we tried quite a few, I was never really all that impressed. Sure, the seafood flavors were always present- you can't really beat Louisiana crawfish. Sometimes there were fried green tomatoes accompanying the star player, sometimes there was a remoulade. However, there was always something missing. Had we ventured out into <i>la vrai bayou</i>, we may have had some toe-curling sauce and some slap-yo-mama fried shrimp. However, as with most touristy towns, we got touristy food while we stuck to Bourbon Street.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">That isn't to say that the po' boy didn't stick with me. Since our trip I've had a few cravings for po' boys, but since I thought that it would be too labor intensive to make them, I decided I would wait until we found a passable cajun restaurant. When Alex and I left the lecture and he mentioned wanting a po' boy, I was more than willing to procure the necessary items and <i>laissez les bons temps</i>, or as we're saying, <i>les bonnes crevettes rouler</i>.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">We used a remoulade and spice recipe from a blog I follow: Closet Cooking. You can find the specific link here, but I highly suggest that you peruse Kevin's amazing (and extensive) collection of culinary delights.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For ease, I've gone ahead and listed the ingredients here as well:</span><br />
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<div class="ingredient"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1/4 cup mayonnaise (we used Vegenaise)<br />
1 tablespoon horseradish mustard<br />
1 tablespoon ketchup<br />
1 small clove garlic<br />
1 tablespoon lemon juice<br />
1 teaspoon capers<br />
1/4 teaspoon onion powder<br />
1/4 teaspoon cayenne pepper<br />
1/4 teaspoon paprika<br />
hot sauce to taste</span></div><div class="ingredient"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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1 teaspoon salt<br />
2 teaspoons garlic powder<br />
1 teaspoon onion powder<br />
1 teaspoon black pepper<br />
1 teaspoon cayenne pepper<br />
1 teaspoon dried leaf oregano<br />
1 teaspoon dried leaf thyme</span></div><div class="ingredient"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="ingredient"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I put about a quarter of the mix into the remoulade sauce, as well as a third in the flour we'd be using to coat the shrimp.</span></div><div class="ingredient"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="ingredient"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Alex and I were a bit perplexed about the breading process. We both like fried food, and I grew up in Kentucky, the capital of fried chicken. I'd always heard you used egg and flour, or milk and flour. Alex had heard the same, but we wanted a crunchier crunch, so we decided to dredge the shrimp in breadcrumbs as well. What a sticky mess! After my first four shrimp I had a serious coating of flour and breadcrumbs on my fingers. Yet in my opinion, the messier the recipe, the better the food will be.</span></div><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">Taking a bite of this po' boy brought back all the good memories of New Orleans- relaxing under a tree in Jackson Square Park, traipsing along Frenchmen Street in search of good jazz, meandering through the drunken denizens of Bourbon Street. The best memory of NOLA was experiencing the sights and sounds with Alex, and it was such a treat to prepare, assemble and enjoy these sandwiches. This is sure to become a stand-by recipe in our kitchen for years to come, even if we do wander out into the environs of New Orleans one of these days. I guarantee!</span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2244306216096699772.post-21948582920797438352011-05-18T14:13:00.000-07:002011-05-18T14:13:05.445-07:00Alfredo Forestier<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">If you reflect upon the different types of sauces you can put on pasta, you will probably notice that they almost all use tomatoes. This can pose a problem for someone like me- I love pasta (carbohydrates in general) but I'm allergic to the tomatoes. I can indulge a few times a month, but not as often as I get the hankerin' for an extra-large bowl of bucotini. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Usually I go to my old-standby, alfredo sauce. It's creamy, it's cheesy, and it works. It's also a little bland. Having no spinach in the fridge to make a florentine, Alex suggested a bag of dried mushrooms I had been avoiding. It was called "Mélange de la forêt", Forest Mix, and it had a giant morel among other desiccated scraps of fungi. I tried not to scrunch my face in distaste. Mushrooms? No, thanks.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Here's a little tangent we can go off on together:</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When I taught English in France, I went mushroom hunting with some friends. My amies, Evelyne and Catherine, were almost giddy at the prospect of bringing home "des bons boletus" and cooking them up with some parsley. As for me, not so much. My plan was to enjoy the French forest and then think of some excuse to not have to eat whatever we found. It's fungus. It tastes like dust. It feels like dust when you eat them raw. They're rubbery when you cook them. French or not, no mushrooms for me. We drove out of town for about an hour, to Catherine's secret mushroom spot, and pulled the car over to the shoulder. We had passed a small chateau on the way, and when I asked if maybe the forest was part of the land belonging to whomever owned the chateau, I got the typical French "pffff" response. "We are looking for mushrooms, a product of nature, which are made to be eaten. Those chateau dwellers won't be looking for them, they will just go to waste!" Evelyne explained, but I remained unconvinced.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">After about 45 minutes of wandering through some dense forest, we came to an area that was covered with boletus mushrooms. Evelyne and Catherine started deftly picking the large fungi and depositing them into their baskets, chattering about different recipes. As I crouched down to better inspect the boletus at my feet, I noticed someone walking toward me. I looked and a sexagenarian in khakis and a light blue button-up shirt was approaching, asking me what I was doing. "Euh, bon, je cherche des champignons avec mes amies..." I started, and immediately realized that this was the proprietor of the chateau and that we were going to be arrested for trespassing. Merde! I would be deported! An American hunting for mushrooms, without a license, on privately owned land! They might even revoke my passport forever!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Catherine and Evelyne came over at some point during my nervous breakdown and explained that they had been coming to this spot for years, there had never been a problem, and that we weren't doing anything illegal. Apart from trespassing, that is. The man countered, stating that there are signs on the road indicating that the land is privately owned and that trespassing is forbidden. There were quite a lot of "pfff" sounds in this exchange. Then they looked at me, frozen stiff with a boletus clenched in my fist, and explained that I was teaching English to French children and doing their country a service. They, in turn, were trying to give me a cultural lesson about champignons. The man seemed to soften at that, mentioning a trip he recently took to California where he got to go mushroom hunting. He let us off the hook, but did ask for an armful of mushrooms. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So my aversion to mushrooms isn't just a taste thing, it's a traumatic experience thing. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Back to the alfredo sauce.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As I opened the pack of dried mushrooms, my mind hashing over the events I've just described to you, I figured it best to give the little guys a chance. First they had to soak in warm water:</span><br />
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½ cup (1 stick) unsalted butter<br />
1 clove garlic, grated<br />
1 cup grated Parmegiano-Reggiano<br />
Kosher salt<br />
Freshly ground black pepper</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Alex asked if I might be willing to throw in some greens, as well. Since I had originally wanted to do a florentine, this seemed like a good idea- however, I wasn't so sure about collard greens. He assured me that if we boiled them long enough, they would have the same texture as spinach but have better flavor. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">After Alex chopped up the reconstituted mushrooms, we stirred them into the sauce along with the greens. This let the flavors meld together for a bit, and also let us know if we had enough sauce. Once the pasta was ready and drained, we plated up what I now call Alfredo Forestier:</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And just as a side note- the boletus we collected in the privately-owned forest were really gross, but only because Catherine used No-Salt on them. Given the chance, I'd go mushroom hunting again- but this time, I'd pay more attention to the signs. </span></span>Alanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15812963944413205419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2244306216096699772.post-60760741561094885582011-05-18T13:18:00.000-07:002011-05-18T13:18:40.580-07:00Back on track!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Blogger finally gave us back our lost posts, so this means that we can get back to blogging! Posts to follow.</span>Alanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15812963944413205419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2244306216096699772.post-63220134537205657952011-05-18T13:12:00.000-07:002011-05-18T13:14:51.285-07:00Celebration Dinner<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMsUKlY6QHsCai73T3IH76pUBGh-I06WClho0IkbeIOy4fPvwplez-HIjh0gKzbY3h2tskwoSd2C0xM6xcDmJFraWRr2vOwNc3ecnKavDwTpSFpoEBHIhI5PaIdcrM0GovXBniMnnfJpQ/s1600/IMG_1783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMsUKlY6QHsCai73T3IH76pUBGh-I06WClho0IkbeIOy4fPvwplez-HIjh0gKzbY3h2tskwoSd2C0xM6xcDmJFraWRr2vOwNc3ecnKavDwTpSFpoEBHIhI5PaIdcrM0GovXBniMnnfJpQ/s320/IMG_1783.JPG" width="320" /></span></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">After only a week and a half in Cincinnati, I have procured myself gainful employment that involves French! This calls for a celebration!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I decided I wanted to make salmon, but I wasn't really sure of what else I wanted to pair or trio it with. Insert heroic music here, because <i>The Flavor Bible</i> came once again to my rescue. This book includes just about every single edible thing and lists what pairs with it well, really well and OMG-this-is-awesome well. I refer to it often, especially when I'm cooking something I'm not too familiar with or when I want to change things up a bit. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In the mind-blowingly-awesome pairs category, I found that potatoes, onions, shallots and a few herbs go fantastically well with salmon. Previously I had only used a spice rub on salmon, maybe marinading it a few times. Since I couldn't possibly make a spice rub or marinade with potatoes, or with asparagus which pairs well as an accompaniment, I decided to go another route.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1/3 lb red potatoes</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Half of a yellow onion</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">3/4 cup mustard, separated (I used Grey Poupon, <i>poupon </i>means "little baby" in French, but let's not go there)</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1 tbsp thyme</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I purchased a 1.25 lbs slab of salmon with the intention of saving half of it for a later date. For this recipe, I ended up using half of the salmon. The produce came from our closest Kroger, so this meal isn't as local and organic as I would have preferred. However, it was still quite good. Also, it should be known that I didn't measure any of these items, and what I've listed here is an approximation. You should feel free to use more or less of any of the ingredients, or add in whatever might strike your fancy.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Mince shallots and onion, place in a bowl. In the plastic bag, combine olive oil, thyme, tarragon, 1/3 of the mustard and ground fennel. Add one clove of minced garlic and some minced shallots to the mix, and after sealing the bag, mash everything together. Once you've reached a uniform consistency (the oil and mustard might fight for a bit, but just show 'em who's boss), place your salmon in the bag and give it another good squeeze. I let the fish marinade for two hours in the fridge.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For the salad, I chopped the potatoes into eight to ten smaller pieces. Boil the potatoes for about ten minutes, or until they are soft. I chopped the asparagus into 1/2 inch pieces, and also boiled them for about six minutes. The onions and shallots that were left in the bowl were joined by the other clove of minced garlic and were sautéed for around five minutes, until they started to brown a bit. In a large plastic bowl, I mixed the beans, potatoes, asparagus, onions and shallots and gave them a good stir. Once they were evenly mixed, I added in the rest of the mustard and the Vegenaise along with a good helping of ground fennel. With a large spoon I stirred until the salad was well mixed, and then promptly licked the spoon clean. This stuff is good. And it's vegan!</span><br />
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</span>Alanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15812963944413205419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2244306216096699772.post-54729662676635304642011-05-18T13:10:00.000-07:002011-05-18T13:10:44.669-07:00The best damn saag paneer you've ever had...and it's not saag paneer!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Last Sunday, Alana and I decided to go see Werner Herzog's new movie "Cave of Forgotten Dreams" about the drawings in Chauvet Cave in southern France. I say "we decided," but if I'm being honest, I was way more excited about it than Alana was. Let me explain. I love Herzog. I love his wacky, German-intellectual take on life (YouTube any of the "Werner Herzog Reads... videos), his filmmaking is astonishing, and the artistry of the final product is breathtaking. *deep breath* OK, all that aside, I decided it would be best to cook something before we left since we had lots of greens left over from our trip to Findlay Market earlier that week. (Collards and mustard for $1 a bunch!)</span><br />
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</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Here's Manjula's ingredient list and my starting off point: </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">1 10oz chopped frozen spinach <br />
1/3 lb paneer <br />
2 medium tomatoes puree <br />
1 teaspoon chopped ginger <br />
1-tablespoon oil <br />
2-table spoon of whole wheat flour (mixed with water) <br />
½ teaspoon cumin seed <br />
½ teaspoon turmeric powder <br />
½ teaspoon red chilly powder <br />
½ teaspoon salt or to your taste <br />
1/3-cup heavy cream <br />
½ tomato thinly sliced <br />
¼ cup water <br />
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</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">After looking through my fridge, I found I had no spinach, no paneer, no fresh tomatoes, and less than half the turmeric that I needed. That's right. I expected to make saag paneer with neither saag nor paneer. Let me tell you, bothers and sisters, mine was better than any Indian restaurant's I've ever had. Here's my ingredient list:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">1/3 bunch of collard greens</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">1/3 bunch of mustard greens (the spicier, the better!)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">pinch of hing</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">almost all of a can of tomato puree</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">a bit of oil for frying</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">1/8 pound sliced mushrooms</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">2 Tbsp flour mixed with water to form paste (keeps the mess from separating)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">1/3 cup heavy cream</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">1 tsp chopped ginger (fresh, please!)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">1 cup cubed mozzarella cheese</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"> <br />
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</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; line-height: 18px;">How I did it:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; line-height: 18px;">Over medium-high to high heat, add a bit of oil to a heavy saucier and then fry the shrooms. When done, evacuate to a paper towel for proper oil-whickage. Put some water on to boil while you wash and roughly chop your vegetation. Blanch the greens and immediately submerge in an ice-water bath to stop the cooking. Mix your spices together (not the hing) and set aside. Still have that mushroom oil? Good. You'll need to keep about 2 Tbsp in the pan. Over medium heat, wait until the oil is hot and add the pinch of hing. (Warning! Hing smells weird. Be brave, grasshopper, the weird smell is outweighed by the benefits of hing to vegetable dishes!) Add about half of the spices and all of the ginger to the hot oil and stir to combine. Once that's a smooth paste, add the tomato puree and stir some more. Once the mixture is hot, add the foliage and stir some more. Reach for the flour/water paste, dump it in the pan, and...stir some more. Once thoroughly combined, toss the heavy cream in the pool and stir (if your arm has fallen off at this point, ask a friend to help). Add the rest of the spices...while you stir...and the fried shrooms too. Cover and allow to cook for 5-7 minutes. Have you contemplated what to put your not-saag (naat-saag?) on? Now's a good time. Since Alana is allergic to rice, we did couscous with salty water. Vegetable broth makes a good liquid too. Next time I make this, it'll be mushroom stock that we have left over from another dish we recently made. Give naat-saag another stir. If you find that the sauce has started to stick to the bottom of the pan, you're done and you can add the mozzarella cubes. If not, re-cover and cook for a few more minutes.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; line-height: 18px;"> <br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Nothing says sunshine and warm weather like lemons. With temps in the low 80's last week, I was craving a summer sweet treat like lemon pound cake or lemon meringue pie. With cookies, you get the sugar rush with the added bonus of handheld portability. With www.foodgawker.com already opened on my browser, I searched for "lemon cookies" and came across a recipe from Une Gamine dans la cuisine, which you can view here:</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I halved this recipe and also added in some lemon extract and slivered almonds. As for the almond flour bit, don't fret- the almond flour you can procure at your local store is pretty expensive, but you can make it at home by throwing some blanched almonds in the food processor. I didn't roll my cookies because we used one of our two lemons for dinner that night (post to come as soon as Blogger gets its negligent act together) and I consequently didn't have a lot of lemon zest. Next time I'm going to add in some white chocolate chips for a more layered flavor act, and if I get brave, some candied lemon peel. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Halving the recipe was not the best idea, because while my cookie lust was at an all time high this week, Alex gave me a run for my money. Those lemon almond cookies were gone in record time, and I highly suggest making two batches if you can.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When the last cookie was gone, my baking gears got to turning. What would I make next? Simple chocolate chip? Snickerdoodles? Chocolate chocolate chip? We had recently devoured a pint of mint chocolate gelato, and we had just purchased some fresh mint at Findlay Market. Ça y est! That's it! Mint chocolate cookies!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I placed the sugar and extracts in my mixer and then added the butter once it warmed to room temp. This was when Alex asked why we didn't have a butter dish and I scoffed at the thought of having butter at room temperature. He has a point, though. While the butter was warming up on the stove, I put the baking soda and salt in a bowl with the hot water and mixed it. The eggs went in another bowl, as did the flour, and then the chocolate and mint chips. After I creamed the butter and sugar, I added in the baking soda mixture, and then the eggs, one at a time. During this process, I was sniffing the batter to be sure that I could smell the mint. I listed three tablespoons, but I believe I ended up using six and getting around ten on my hands. The McCormick easy-pour spout is obviously false advertising. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Then comes the flour, in half cup increments. After everything is well integrated, I started adding in a few drops of food coloring. Since the batter itself was not white, I knew that I wouldn't get a nice mint green, and that was okay. Once I obtained an acceptable verdant hue, I started to add in the chips. This is what I got:</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Yeah, I didn't think it looked that great, either. But the batter was good, the mint and chocolate flavors were perfectly balanced, and the time in the oven would surely affect the color. I baked the cookies at 350 degrees for about 12 minutes. The finished product:</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Moral of the story: use more food coloring. To go along with the incessant loop of "C is for cookie, that's good enough for me!", Alex mentioned that the cookies looked like Oscar the Grouch. I have to agree, although I don't like the implication that my baked goods live in a trash can.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What other cookies can I make in the Sesame Street vein? Strawberry rhubarb for Elmo? Blueberry blackberry in an homage to my favorite muppet, Grover? Chocolate chocolate chip for Snuffleupagus? The possibilities are endless, which is very good, because this girl can't get enough cookies.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Yet I love making candy and baking, both of which are made possible by chemistry. The measurements have to be exact, the temperatures have to be spot on, timing is crucial. Once you've got your finished product, there ain't no tweaking it. But when you make a fantastic cake or wonderful candies from scratch, it's a pretty darn good feeling. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">One of my favorite French candies is Caramel au beurre salé : salty butter caramels. They are made with French sea salt, also called Fleur de sel, and the fantastic butter local to the Brittany region. These little gems are the perfect marriage of salty and sweet, thrown in with some cream for good measure. I can never eat just one, and usually I devour all the candy I purchase for friends and family. Sorry, guys, I just can't resist. Postcards are just as good, right?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So what is Fleur de sel? It's definitely salt, but it's not what you'll find on most tables. Usually from Brittany in northwestern France, it is the top layer of sea salt that is scraped by hand from large salt pans. The resulting crystals are much bigger than regular table salt, but also much finer. My jar even touts it's "scents of minerals and violets" (it's true, it does smell like violets), and France has even named some of the larger Fleur de sel companies "Remarkable Taste Sites". It is France, after all.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When I came across a recipe for Fleur de Sel Caramels, I instantly bookmarked the site and ran in my kitchen to be sure that I had everything I needed. With a few little tweaks, I present to you the recipe:</span><br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Ingredients:</span></b><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1 cup heavy cream</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Prepare your baking pan first! I've found that the caramels are usually slick enough that greasing the parchment paper doesn't seem like an important step- but I still butter it up, so I suggest that you do, as well. I usually try to cut the parchment paper to make it fit the pan exactly, but so long as the paper is large enough to keep the caramel from oozing into the pan, there's no need to be Type A.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In a small saucepan, combine the cream, butter, vanilla extract, vanilla pod and scrapings, and salt. Over medium-high heat, cook until the butter has melted, and then turn off the heat and set the mixture aside.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In a heavy-bottom pan (preferably not a dark pan, because you need to see the color change in the sugar mixture), combine sugar, corn syrup and water. Give it a good stir to make sure everything is mingling well. Blast it with the highest heat you can, and keep an eye on it. Soon it will start to bubble and you'll be tempted to start quoting MacBeth, which is totally fine, so long as you don't start throwing magical bits into the sugar. I can't stress enough how important it is to be patient at this point and that you absolutely cannot stir the sugar. You can swirl the pot around, but no spoon should touch the liquid while it's cooking. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now is a good time to take the vanilla bean pods out of the cream mixture. You definitely don't want those things in your caramels. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Once the sugar soup turns medium/dark brown, carefully place your candy thermometer in the pot. You may want to practice this step ahead of time. Carefully pour the cream mixture into the sugar- seriously, be careful! It will bubble up furiously and that stuff is wicked hot. Once the cream is in the sugar, stir the entire mixture together and start monitoring the temperature. My original recipe stated that I wanted the heat to reach 248 degrees, which on my thermometer is listed as "firm ball". After playing around with the temperature, I found that the best is somewhere between soft and firm ball. If it goes over firm ball, you're going to have a bunch of Werther's. If it doesn't get to soft ball, it won't ever set but you could still use it like a sauce. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Once you get the temperature up to the desired point, turn off the heat and pour the caramel mixture into the prepared pan. Use the stirring spoon to spread out the mixture evenly. Use a bit more Fleur de sel to sprinkle on top now, while the caramel is still hot. If you wait too long, it won't stick. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now you wait for it to cool. I usually find some way to test my caramels by pulling off a bit from the corner or peeling some from the side of the paper. Quality control.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This is when you can start cutting up the wax paper. I don't have a lot of advice here because 1) my wax paper squares always end up as rectangles and most of them don't even wrap a single caramel and 2) the size of your squares depends on the size of your caramels. For me, it's different every time. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Once the caramels are cool you can peel the paper off and start to cut them into pieces. I use a pizza cutter for this job, but a large kitchen knife works, too. Wrap up your pieces in wax paper and voilà- des caramels au fleur de sel!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">These little darlings are the fruits of my latest caramel endeavor- but as you can see, they aren't quite dark enough to be caramels. They're pralines, actually. Here's a story:</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When Alex and I went to New Orleans in March, we kept seeing signs advertising pralines and other sugary treats. I decided that pralines are a much better gift than beignets from Café du Monde (they don't really keep that well), so we purchased some on our last day. Pralines in Europe are made of chocolate, but here in the States, and especially in the South, they're made of sugar and pecans. When we got back home, I looked up a few recipes and noted that they were the same as my caramel recipe, just with less cooking time and chopped pecans added in. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Last week, instead of using my usual silver pot, I used one of Alex's darker pots. I couldn't tell what color the sugar mixture was becoming, and lacking patience, I put the cream mixture in too early. Instead of a dark brown, caramelly color, I had a yellowish mixture. "Alas," I thought, "my caramel aspirations have been dashed!" The mix also took forever to set, and even when I cut them, they did not want to keep their semi-geometric shapes. However, they tasted great! We could see the little vanilla seeds in the mix! After a few days, we discovered that the pralines had started to crystallize on the outside, which adds a whole new dimension to the soft texture. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As I mentioned before with the parchment paper, there's no need to be Type A with this recipe at all. Playing with the temperature and cooking times has yielded incredibly yummy results every time, and I've found that I can make caramels or pralines for every preference: hard, soft, chewy textures and intense or lighter flavors. Give them a try, but be warned- you'll want to eat them all, so tell your friends and family that you are making them in advance. That way, you have to give them some, and you won't feel like a complete glutton for eating 64 or so caramels.</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">"Some people eat to live, others live to eat." </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For the first 20 years of my life, I ate to live. I hated eating; it was a chore and a bore. A constant battle was waged between my brain and my gut, and although the latter gave up a good fight, the former always won. Needless to say, I was usually in a crappy mood until I got some sugar.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Not that I didn't have good food to eat- on the contrary. My grandparents were keen on the simple table, using food that came from their garden, their gigantic deep freezer and my grandmother's endless supply of canned goods. My mother made some amazing dishes, many of which are still my favorites today. Yet my relatives weren't exactly adventurous when it came to mealtime, and that affected my tastes in turn. I knew what was good, but there wasn't much variety in my culinary world.</span><br />
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</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In college I became the president of the French Club, and I started baking for meetings. My creations garnered many positive comments, so I started baking more regularly. One day, I asked myself the following question: if I could make a good pie or cake, why couldn't I make good savory dishes, too? Thus began my journey into edible experimentation, and my membership into the People Who Live to Eat Club. Food became a hobby, and while I still don't eat three square meals a day and I much prefer to cook for others than for myself, my body has finally made it out of starvation mode. Mark it one for the gut.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have my Master's degree in French Literature, and my path of study influences every aspect of my life, including cuisine. I do avoid dousing everything in sauce as <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">les</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Français</span> are so wont to do, but I do appreciate French flavor affinities, especially in the world of pastries and sweets. And wine.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As for my co-author and better half, our first date was based on (among other things) food. He made a Jamaican Jerk stew with greens and lentils, and I made a chocolate caramel cake. We knew we had many things in common, and our love for cooking and experimenting is just one more thing we get to share. Our ideas for our next meal usually start out plain, but by the end we come up with something much more exciting- hence our blog. Sometimes my not-so-brave past gets in the way of our recipes (greens and mushrooms are still taking some convincing), but compromises are easy between us and we haven't had a bad meal yet. Here in our apartment, I mean. There was that one place on Bourbon Street...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">An important footnote to my initial post explains several caveats about my nutritional intake: I'm allergic to a lot of food. Potatoes, tomatoes, rice, eggplant, avocado, and cat hair. Okay, the last one isn't really food but it does make a regular appearance in recipes. Everything in the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">solanaceae</span> family and then some. Most people remark that this sucks, and they are not wrong. As much as I would love to eat nothing but pizza and french fries, I have to indulge sparingly and sometimes take a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Benadryl</span> (which Alex loves because I spout off some really weird diatribes). I stopped eating red meat last year for health and later ethical reasons, and right now I'm trying to give up fowl as well to better jive with Alex's diet. If I can, I want to buy local and I want to get to know the people that care for and cull what I put on my plate. I really dislike spicy food due to its ability to turn me into a weeping, snotty mess.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">One might think that with all these restrictions, my meals are bland and boring. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';">Contrary to my newly-initiated girlfriend, I've always been one who lives to eat. I have many dear memories of my mother's daily cooking, soul food at my maternal Grandmother's house on holidays (that particular side of the family hails from Alabama), fried Lake Eerie walleye and perch made by my step-grandfather paternal side as well as lots of vegetables from his garden, and a myriad of desserts from various aunts, grandmothers, and, of course, my mother. This is the tradition I grew up in: stick-to-your-bones soul food mixed with classic American recipes and a preference for the local or home-grown. I've been saying for years that it's a wonder I don't weigh 400 pounds.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';">Last year, March 2010 to be exact, my eating habits underwent a serious change: I gave up all meat from animals with lungs. Most would call this vegetarianism, and I often do as well, but to be clear, I am a pescatarian. I eat fish, shellfish, invertebrates, fruits, vegetables, grains, stems, leaves, seeds, and roots. If it has lungs, I would much rather pet it and be nice to it than have it for lunch. Now, you may be asking yourself (or not, because probably no one is reading this) how I came to such a conclusion. This is all I can tell you: everyone draws the line somewhere. My political convictions prevent me from buying from Agri-business in good conscience and my big heart prevents me from eating someone I know...or someone just like someone I know. I am an uncle to 4 wonderful pigs (pork was the first thing I gave up) and after meeting them, some cows, various chickens, and my favorite: goats, lunged-animals are out of my diet. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';">I learned to cook through a combination of my mother's teaching and Alton Brown's science-class-in-the-kitchen show Good Eats. Now my mother (conscientious omnivore), my sister (vegan), and we all share recipes and techniques. It's a wonderful thing. It's even better now that I have Alana to bounce ideas and tastes off of. My dishes often boarder on the experimental and her overwhelming positive feedback (and constructive criticisms) are both an ego-boost and help me refine my skills. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';">I have a rule for myself in my kitchen: I never make the same dish exactly the same way twice. There are a hundred different ways to skin a...well..tomato and one success is not exclusive of others.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';">While I love to cook, my real passion is German literature and philosophy. I'm currently finishing up my first year of classes as a PhD student at the University of Cincinnati. I did my undergrad work at Kent State and my Master's at the U of Kentucky...where I met Alana. To accompany my soul-food roots, I have an unnaturally strong love of blues and jazz that often accompany my cooking via the kitchen iPod dock.</span></div><div><br />
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