Avocado sandwich for one

I don’t know why I grabbed an avocado at Whole Foods last week–I like them fine, but the slidey texture annoys me in sandwiches. For some reason, though, I saw the bin, and the stickers that said “Ripe Now!” and immediately headed for the bakery to pick up a bagel, plotting an avocado sandwich for lunch the next day.

I ended up eating half the next day and half the day after–this was quite rich! On day one I toasted half the bagel, mushed the avocado a little bit with a fork, squeezed lime juice on it, piled the pieces on the bagel as neatly as I could, and added salt and pepper. It was messy but good. I wanted the lime more thoroughly mixed in, though.

On day two, I took the fork mashing much more seriously, getting the avocado to the texture of guacamole while it was still in its shell. I mixed more lime in this time, and mixed the salt in as well.

This spread very nicely onto the bagel and was considerably easier to eat. And now I’m craving it again!

The other summer bounty I am enjoying right now: Plums, put in the fridge once they’re almost too ripe so they are nice and cold.

Plums in the icebox…How very William Carlos Williams…

A peek into the pantry

Yesterday I managed to get the oven turned on! This is big news and a big relief. There is actually an active oven pilot light, I found out when I took apart the bottom of the oven. It just doesn’t do anything unless you turn the oven dial to 400 or so, get it lit, THEN turn it down. Of course!

Last night we spent the evening wandering the aisles of the Container Store rather despairingly, and brought home a large number of items aimed at imposing order on the pantry. The kitchen doesn’t have a single cupboard or counter–not one–but there is a lovely butler’s pantry and a regular pantry right off the kitchen. I had heaved everything out of boxes and onto the shelves, and it looked pretty awful. I also had no way to organize all the sort of gadgets you’d normally keep in a drawer, like peelers and graters and measuring cups, since I don’t have any drawers.

Here are the results:

Before:

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After:

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I promise the difference is more striking in person.

Another view, since I’m pleased with my creativity in….shelf organizer selection:

Before:

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After:

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Note the in/out box trays used for gadgets in the lower left. It’s hard to see the desk-top cd box holding various boxes (brown sugar, corn starch). I’m very pleased with the different extra shelf thingies we got–smaller ones for the top shelf (there is a lot of space above the top built-in shelf; I may eventually put in another shelf or two for long-term storage) and a big one to use on the floor under the bottom shelf. I also used a big one on the lowest shelf, which is quite large. And the cleverest gadget I found was the thing that clips onto a shelf above it and gives you a place for sheet pans or other flat wide things. At last, I won’t have to unload every single other pan I own to get to the quarter sheet.

In case you think I’ve stopped cooking….you’re almost right. Hmm. I did make a nice pasta dish the other night, and Ben’s family was in town this weekend so we had a barbecue. I made caprese for that, look!

Mediocre tomatoes, sadly–I was hoping they’d be good but they let me down. That’s a BIG letdown, since caprese is only worth it with great tomatoes and great cheese. Luckily the mozzarella, a Vermont-made one, was extremely tasty.

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I drizzled it with a dressing I made very quickly by pureeing a bunch of basil with olive oil, salt, and a dab of balsamic vinegar.

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I want to try again with awesome heirloom tomatoes!

Coming soon: A whole slide show of house before and afters! Also a very tasty lunch.

Cooking with Mom, Part 3

In the interest of posting something about food, one more meal from the visit with my parents last month!

The last night before my mom and dad left, we made another real B_______-style dinner, grilled pepper-steaks with potato salad and green beans. Tom made this warm potato salad from Chocolate and Zucchini, though we improvised a bit with which vinegars we used, pancetta instead of ham, etc. There are hazelnuts in the salad, which adds great crunch and unexpected flavor. I’m suddenly a fan of this type of warm potato salad–I don’t like american-style ones, they’re too gloppy for me (though my aunt Chris made a great one for the graduation party, which I will be trying soon!). But this is mayo-free and perfect with summer grilled dinners.

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mmm.

Mom made a favorite green bean recipe, which I’m trying to get and will edit into the post later. She sautéed shallots and…mixed them with barely-steamed beans. I’m sure there’s more to it but I wasn’t focused! *** See below for Mom’s bean tips*** We also caramelized onions for the steaks. Delicious!

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***Edited to add green bean tips from Mom:
“You’ve got the green beans; it was just shallot & beans. The only difference is I am boiling not steaming the beans these days.

I heat a large pot of water to boiling. Salt it heavily so it tastes salty. Add beans and cook until barely done – or the way you like them. If you are going to shock them, take them out the way you like them. If you aren’t going to shock them, take them out sooner because they will keep cooking. Drain and dry; I lay mine out on a kitchen towel while I sautée the shallots. Slowly sautée 1 shallot per pound of beans (that’s a WAG because shallots are all different sizes) in a T or two of olive oil. They’ll burn if you hurry them and you’ve got to taste them to know when they are really done. When they are done, add your dry beans and toss to reheat to room temp. Salt & pepper to taste. You can substitute garlic for shallots but it’s not as subtle.

Here’s my current take on beans. I toss the great beans from the Farmers Market with a little Agrumato Lemon oil (worth every penny) and some slivers of preserved lemon and lots of salt. I cannot stop eating these beans. Of course I am spoiled by having both Agrumato oil and preserved lemon but you can add some lemon zest instead.”

Thanks Mom!!

Moved…

Well, we moved. And now it looks like this:

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Actually that was on Thursday, and things are slightly better now, but the painter hadn’t finished when we arrived, so we have everything piled in the middle of the living and dining rooms. I’m not sure when I’ll be able to, say, unpack a few pots and pans. We’ve been eating a lot of bread (with peanut butter or butter and honey), but last night Ben grilled sausages (the ones from Whole Foods aren’t as great as the Coop ones, we’ll need to find a new supplier) and corn. The corn was delicious, incredibly sweet and a little smokey.

Peel back the husk and remove the silk.
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Spread the ears with butter and pulls the husks back up.
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Grill…until done. Sorry, this seems really imprecise and recipes online didn’t help. The first time I did this, with Tom and friends, we undercooked it. This time I had Ben cook it with the sausages for about the same amount of time.
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Yum. And I had it with a glass of Lambic!

Cooking with Mom (Part 2): Pizza tutorial

Mom’s pizza. For as long as I can remember, my mom has been making pizza at home, always with no sauce, and with a series of ever-more-sophisticated toppings as the years went on. She uses big perforated pans to bake it, and there was always plenty left over, filling rectangular tupperwares in the fridge with the promise of delicious lunches for a few days afterwards. Long before my parents arrived for graduation we had agreed that we’d make pizza one night, so I could learn mom’s technique.

B had to go to Boston for work on Monday and Tuesday of the visit, so we decided to make pizza Monday night, and then make a nicer dinner when he got home Tuesday. We went to the store and gathered cheese and toppings, drove back to the house, and saw the street that leads to ours full of fire trucks and policemen and power company rigs. Uh-oh. Then I saw the giant moving truck in the exit from the apartment complex near our house. Then I realized that there was about a 99% chance that it was our friends Brian and Liz’s truck. Uh-oh, redux. Turns out the moving truck had hit a low-lying phone line (this was not the first time it had happened but the phone company was refusing to raise the line), and the line was so strong that instead of snapping, it pulled down the entire telephone pole, and with it all the electric wires as well.

Needless to say, we were without power at home. While the repairmen slowly removed the old pole, raised the lines, and put in a new pole, we got to work on the pizza, figuring that if all else failed we could cook it on the grill (one of my favorite summer treats, but much more of a pain than just baking two pizzas in the oven). Since we have a propane stove, the cooktop was useable, though the electronic controls put the oven out of service. Mom started by making the dough (I will put the entire recipe at the end):

Flour, water, salt and yeast (the bulk kind):
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Mix together into a loose dough (it’s not pretty at this point) and dump onto a floured work surface:

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Knead for about five minutes, adding a little flour to prevent sticking if you need to:

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The dough pulls together into a lovely little ball, nice and smooth. If you’re mom, you can knead this and retain the nice smooth ballness of it. If you’re Tom or me, you don’t have the knack yet, and each time you take a turn kneading it will get sort of sticky. Then mom will touch it and it will become perfect again. This part of the process obviously requires practice. We determined that she kneads with her right hand while picking up and flipping with the left, a smooth movement:

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When the dough is smooth and elastic, oil a bowl and place the ball in it to rise:

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Cover with plastic wrap and let it rise until it almost doubles, 45 minutes-1 hour (blurry pic, sorry):

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When the dough has risen but still has a little spring to it, punch it down and roll it out. We had to make little baby ones since we were grilling it and the pizza pan size would have been bigger than the grill:

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Here’s where the process differs since we were grilling instead of baking. While the dough was rising we had sautéed wild mushrooms and caramelized onions. We’d also washed and dried some radicchio, to emulate a pizza we ate in Italy a couple years ago.

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(A note on the radicchio: In Italy it was left whole on the pizza, but for some reason that didn’t work as well for us. A second batch with the leaves cut up was much easier to eat, though not as pretty.)

For grilled pizza you need all your toppings fully cooked, since they won’t be on the grill for long. We used the mesh pans I’d bought for baking the pizza, which made it easier to get the dough on and off the grill. After heating the grill up, we had the best luck with the heat turned to medium so things didn’t burn too fast. We put the dough on the grill, on the pan, and then closed the grill lid (the pan stuck out a bit):

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The dough puffs up rather melodramatically (this one made a perfect rear end, to the juvenile delight of Tom and me):

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And then the bubbles collapse, and the dough is ready to be turned:

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At this point I pulled the pan off the grill to flip and top the dough. Turn it over, brush with olive oil, sprinkle with cheese (not a lot since it won’t have much melting time before burning) and toppings, and put back on the grill. When the cheese was almost melted, I slid the pizza off the pan onto the actual grill surface to get a little more scorchy flavor. Be careful, it burns fast!

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It’s best to have everything ready to go, and to eat them as they come off the grill. Unlike the baked version, these don’t hold very well for some reason. Some of my favorite toppings include mushrooms, pesto, fresh tomato, etc. Go light with the cheese and toppings and play around. This is really fun for a party, with everyone sitting around topping the pizzas and eating them right away!

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Naturally, right as we were about to cook the last little pizza, the power came back on. Oh well, this was much more fun!

The recipe:

PIZZA: From Kate’s Mom

Dough: 2.5 cups unbleached flour
1 T active dry yeast
1 cups warm water
.5 teaspoon salt
olive oil

Put dry ingredients in large bowl, add 1 cup of warm water, and mix. Water can’t be too hot or it will kill the yeast. The mixture will be very ragged. Sprinkle some flour on your counter and turn out the mixture. Knead for about 5 minutes, adding as little flour to counter or dough as needed to prevent sticking — 1/4cup total. The dough should be smooth and elastic when ready. Oil bowl with olive oil and turn dough into it. Cover with plastic wrap and let rise 1 hour or until almost double; dough should still have some spring to it. While dough is rising, cut up tomatoes, grate cheese, and prepare any other topping you choose. Preheat oven to 450.

ASSEMBLE THE PIZZA
• Roll out dough 1/2 at a time into the right shape for the pan you are using.
• Brush dough with a little olive oil.
• Cover with diced tomato that has had seeds and pulp removed*.
• Cover tomatoes with coarsely grated cheese. (I use mixture of whole milk mozzarella and Italian fontina – not Danish).
• Add your favorite toppings, but not too many or the pizza gets heavy and complicated.
• Scatter a little oregano, a few red pepper flakes and some drops of olive oil. Salt lightly.
• Bake at 450 for 20-25 minutes. Alternate pans halfway through.
• When they are done, flip each pizza out of its pan, onto to bottom oven rack and let the bottom of the dough dry out for a minute or two; it will be crispier.

PIZZA TIPS
• Use granular yeast if you can, sold in bulk in natural food stores, rather than the brand name yeast in little envelopes.
• Use unbleached white flour or even better, organic unbleached white flour.
• Use fresh tomatoes, not canned. Plum or Italian tomatoes are best.
• Use fresh mushrooms, not canned. Put them on raw & they cook perfectly during baking.
• If using sausage or pepperoni, put them on raw & they cook during baking.
• For this amount of dough, you’ll need about .75 lb. cheese and 4 or 5 plum tomatoes.

Cooking with Mom & Co. (Part 1)

What better way to welcome my parents to our house than with the famous Sunday Suppers at Lucques triple pork burgers I’ve already blogged about at least once, maybe twice? After meeting my mom and dad for dinner in the town where my mom grew up, staying over, and walking around the town the next morning, we headed back to NH and my parents spent some time visiting one of my aunts. They meandered up to Hanover for dinner, and we were joined by my brother for a final pork burger run, this time accompanied by grilled asparagus and another stab at the oven fries I made last month. They worked better this time, though not as crusty–we put them skin-side down on the sheet and they didn’t stick as badly.

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It was just weird and nice to have my parents in our little house, where I’ve hosted so many dinner parties over the course of our first year of marriage. Sadly it was really cold, so we couldn’t eat on the porch, but it was cozy inside:

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Friday and Saturday nights we went out to dinner with loads of family members: Tom and Ben were both graduating (undergrad and grad school), so there were hoards of people around. We greatly enjoyed both dinners, first at our old standby The Perfect Pear, and at The Inn at Weathersfield, which was gorgeous. They set us up with a huge almost-square table (there were 13 of us) in a room between the pub and dining room, full of warm wood and with plenty of space but no other tables.

Sunday, after commencement we had invited people to come over for a casual barbecue. Of course it was damp and grey out, so we ended up with 30 or so people inside instead of out on the lawn, but thanks to a fantastic potato salad from my aunt Chris, tons of sausage and hot dogs, big bowls of beans and snap peas, etc., we kept everyone fed and happy. Once the last guests had taken off, it was just Ben, his mom and brother, me and my parents (Tom had another party to attend), and since it was Ben’s mom’s birthday we put together a little dinner for the 6 of us. My mom went at got chicken, salad greens, and tomatoes, and dinner was a B_______-family classic: Mom marinated the chicken breasts in some lemon juice and olive oil, dad grilled them to perfection, and we laid the slices over a simple salad. To top it off, we sliced up a loaf of ciabatta, oiled and grilled the slices, and rubbed them with garlic (that smelled amazing).

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So simple there aren’t any recipes to share, but the perfect light dinner after snacking all afternoon.

That morning I had baked a gluten-free cake and made frosting for a birthday cake. I toasted coconut in a frying pan (I think a baking sheet would have been easier!) and stuck it to the frosting in an attempt at festivity, which sort of worked, though I think a two-layer cake would have been much prettier:

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We sat on the porch for hours, drinking wine and laughing at the hysterical impressions B’s brother performs. It was the perfect wind-down to a very busy weekend.

Almost back

I can’t wait to post all about the week my parents spent with us over Graduation Weekend, etc. As you can imagine, there was lots of great food to be eaten while mom was in the house. Unfortunately (forthe blog, anyway), for the last five days I was in Boston, where we have closed on our apartment, and I just haven’t been able to write everything up yet.

But Sunday night, the third we spent at the new place, I made us dinner for the first time: A simple We-Haven’t-Moved-In-Yet dinner; Rising Moon ravioli (made in my home town!) with butter and cheese, bread with oil and more cheese to dip, and red wine. Here is the sophisticated dining set-up for the time being:

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I accidentally bought vegan ravioli but they weren’t bad. A weird trace of curry in an otherwise italian-flavored pasta, but ok!

Up next: Packing! Wheeee. (Sigh.)

Accidental Food Art

Artichokes. I love them, always have. My mom buys these grilled baby artichokes in olive oil from an import store that I could eat straight from the jar for weeks before getting sick of them. I love them streamed, grilled, fried, just the hearts on a sandwiches… But I’d never made myself an artichoke, somehow, and last night I finally did. Ben got home around 9 from his two days in Boston, and I grilled garlic-cheddar sausages, baked potatoes and steamed artichokes so they’d be ready around when he got back.

To steam artichokes: Cut off the top of each artichoke, maybe about the top inch. I used a serrated knife. Use scissors to trim the tips of the other leaves if you want to avoid painful stabby injuries from the spines (artichokes are nettles!), and cut off the stem and a bit of the base so it sits flat.

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Put water and a couple cloves of garlic (peeled and cut in half) in the bottom of a pan, under a steamer; bring to a boil and put in the artichokes. Steam for 30-40 minutes, until you can easily pull off a leaf (use tongs, there’s lots of steam in there!). I forgot to keep an eye on the water level and ended up boiling the pan dry, so I’ll be more careful next time. I melted some butter to dip the leaves in and cut the heart up into once the leaves were gone–I think Ben was freaked by the choke, which is all fuzzy and spiny and a little hard to scrape out, but it was so fun to eat an artichoke again!

When I put the potato and artichoke on the plate with the sausage, I realized I’d accidentally made a winking smiley face (excuse the blurry picture):

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How funny is that?

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