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CSA week 13: Bruschetta, beets, and creative reuse

-New potatoes
-Carrots
-Beets
-Edamame
-Zucchini/summer squash
-Kale
-Hot pepper
-Heirloom tomatoes from the garden of the woman, Judy, who runs my pick-up location!
-Eggs
-…..baby lemongrass?

Let’s address the last item first. I’m 99% sure this is young lemongrass. It sure smelled lemony. And grassy.

I chopped up the whole thing and made simple syrup (1-to-1 ratio of water to sugar, brought to a simmer and then cooled), but I kept the whole pot just below a simmer for a long time, trying to infuse the flavor into the syrup.

I’ve got kind of a lot of the strained results in the fridge in jars right now.

I used some to make really misguided cocktails and now Ben won’t touch the stuff. It wasn’t the syrup’s fault! It was me and my flat soda water! Drat. Maybe a citrus salad would benefit from it?

That night I roasted a whole tray of beets and spent ages cursing and peeling them once they were done. I can’t seem to get a grip on them if I wear gloves, so fuchsia fingers it was.

I sliced and dressed some for salad that night, then chunked up the rest and used them…for a while. In fact, we are still eating them. To go with the beets: Grilled sausage and salad made from most of the giant red heirloom tomato.

The next night I looked in the fridge and saw leftover sausage, beets, and feta cheese. My mom had recently been talking up bulgur wheat, which I loved as a kid, and I’d laid in a supply when she was here. But I forgot that what I bought with her was in a box, so I cooked…something similar looking. From an unmarked bulk-goods bag in the pantry. I also grilled up the pile of little zucchini and squash.

I followed the pilaf directions Mom had sent me, which I will post once I’ve actually used them properly. Here’s how my batch went:

SO GLUEY:

I forged ahead and mixed the mass of….whatever it was…with the other stuff, which of course turned pink from the beets, and called it a night.

Ben said something about Alpo when I handed him his plate, but then he liked it that night and in leftover form. (Of COURSE, whenever I cook something weird I end up with tons and tons of it.) I don’t think he’s ever had bulgur, so he wasn’t expecting the separate grains and drier texture I was looking for.

Ack!

You guys, do you think those were steel-cut oats? Did I try to make pilaf out of oatmeal? This is why bulk bags are dangerous. I really need to label things; I have a whole container full of tiny bags of bulk spices, and all the different cayennes/paprikas/etc. have gotten confused.

*shudder*

So yet another night, I wanted to use the rest of the red tomato, along with the yellow tomato, and I was feeling incredibly lazy. Bruschetta time! I chunked up the tomatoes, dressed them with sherry vinegar and oil, salt and pepper, and some basil, and then smashed them up really with with my hands (not shown).

But what about protein? I decided I’d also make a batch of the white bean spread I made for our Christmas party. I use rosemary and lemon zest plus lemon juice at the end to brighten it up. It’s explained over at the older post–if you haven’t tried that yet, do; it is SO simple and you can use it as a sandwich spread, bruschetta topping, dip… (Uuugh, revisiting that post reminded me that all my old posts are full of weirdly sized images. I fixed the ones there, but there are so many left to do!)

The key to tomato bruschetta, I think, is in the hand-smashing of the tomatoes and then further smashing as you put them on the bread (which I toasted, rubbed with garlic, and drizzled with olive oil). That helps them hold together and stay on the bread as you eat, instead of toppling off and rolling around, like you sometimes get in restaurants.

We ate more beets, too.

CSA Week 12: Last gasps of summer

Week 12 CSA:

-Lettuce
-Tatsoi
-Corn
-Odd long green eggplant
-Tomato
-Onions
-Oregano
-Green bell peppers
-Green hot peppers
-Wax beans
-Pattypan (?) squash
-Cucumbers
-Eggs

Let’s power through some neglected dinners, shall we? First of all, in case we get a last burst of warm weather or you live somewhere that is still getting some heat, panzanella. I’m a huge fan of these bread-based salads, but I’ve always made them in the chunkier style I grew up with. When we were in Italy in May I ate a hot version (papa al pomodoro) and a cold version (panzanella) that were virtually identical, both with a smooth texture and great olive oil flavor.

The hot version (Tuscany):

The cold version (Rome):

I wasn’t using a recipe, and next time I’ll work harder at getting a velvety texture (I didn’t even bother to take some of the crusts off the bread!). I took bread, tomatoes, olive oil, basil and some shallot:

Tore up the bread and added the shallot, salt and pepper:

And the tomatoes (and basil):

Mixed it all up (really smooshing with my hands) and let it sit for an hour or two.

Before serving I looked at that bowl of mush and decided to follow the lead of the Roman restaurant. I packed it into a ramekin and tipped it out (quickly) onto the plate, then finished with olive oil and basil. Not bad, for a first attempt! Before all the good tomatoes are gone I want to try the hot version; I found a recipe in Jamie’s Italy.

The weather started to cool off late in August, and with my eggplant, tomato, squash and beans I thought I’d make a vegetable stew in the ratatouille family. I had small specimens of a variety of things, so this was a bit of a toss-it-in-and-see-if-it-works experiment.

I go through mountains of onions and garlic!

Since I had fresh oregano, I tried frying a few sprigs in the oil to flavor it before I added my onions. I don’t know that it made any difference, but oh well!

When the onions and garlic were softened, I added in the eggplant (I think it was eggplant!):

Then my lone tomato:

I splashed in some chicken broth and a squeeze of tomato paste and got everything simmering. In went those lovely albino squash, which are pattypan in shape but came in very giant sizes (I picked little ones):

You can see the results of laziness in that photo: I hadn’t peeled the eggplant or tomato, and as they cooked the skins began to peel off. I picked a bunch out but next time I will peel first. I cooked the stew until everything was tender, and then pulled it off the heat because Ben was running late. A little while before we were ready to eat, I put the pot back on the stove, and stirred in the beans.

Pretty, pretty beans!

So pretty!

What? You are waiting for the stew itself? Weeeelllllllll, it’s full of eggplant (which turns brown and sludgy) and tomato, coloring everything. In short, it looks like hell. But fine. Oh, I threw in basil.

Served over nice bread, toasted with a bit of parm and drizzled with olive oil.

Hideous, but satisfying.

I’m hitting the road tomorrow for a wedding, but I’ve got a few more end-of-summer things to share! Also, thanks to the lovely Amy for another shout-out, this time in her amazing “Living In” column on Design*Sponge!

Summer dinner party

In honor of Labor Day weekend, here are some recipes to thrill your barbecue-mates. I think my biggest regret for this summer is that we didn’t have nearly enough casual dinner parties out on the deck. The dismal weather in the first half, combined with near-constant travel in the second half, meant we just weren’t around enough to get people over here. One notable exception gathered our friends Lauren and Rafa, who live a mere three blocks away, with our new downstairs neighbors, who had moved in earlier that week. Rafa mixed elderflower-gin-grapefruit cocktails (and mocktails, for Lauren, who is pregnant!), and we ate a rather late dinner after a rather…protracted cocktail hour.

The goods:

I went for upgraded versions of summer classics: The Triple Pork burgers from Sunday Suppers at Lucques (which I’ve been making since Hanover whenever I can summon the strength), an Austrian-style potato salad from the August Cook’s Illustrated, and Goin’s slaw recipe, also from Sunday Suppers. For dessert, plum shortcakes.

I could have sworn that I’d typed up the pork burger recipe at some point, but apparently not. I hate typing recipes.

Ok, I’ve gone and fetched fortifications: a Pimm’s Cup and a snack. (It’s 5:12 p.m. on the Friday before a long weekend!)

First of all, the burgers.
They’re made with ground pork, bacon, and fresh chorizo. I’m going to include the recipe at the end because the ingredient list alone is a mile and a half long (But don’t get discouraged! Power through! Your friends will worship at your feet!)

For your visual edification, here are the spices/flavoring (thyme, chiles de arbol, shallot, garlic, cumin):

And the elements of the meat mixture:

Those were combined, made into patties, chilled, and later grilled and served with aoili, arugula, tomato, and manchego.

Next up, the potato salad, which I’d already made once that week with great success. The basic concept is that you cook the potato pieces in chicken broth with a bit of vinegar to keep them from falling apart, and then mash up some of the cooked potato in cooking liquid to make a creamy dressing with no mayo.

Austrian-Style Potato Salad
from Cook’s Illustrated
(serves 4-6)

2 pounds Yukon Gold potatoes (4 large), peeled, quartered lengthwise, and cut into 1/2-inch slices
1 cup low sodium chicken broth
1 cup water
salt
1 T sugar
2 T white wine vinegar
1 T dijon mustard
1/2 cup vegetable oil
1 small red onion, chopped fine (about 3/4 cup)
6 cornichons (or dill pickle), minced (about 2 T)
2 T minced fresh chives
Black pepper

1. Bring potatoes, broth, water, 1 teaspoon salt, sugar, and 1 tablespoon vinegar to boil in 12-inch heavy-bottomed skillet over high heat. Reduce heat to medium-low, cover, and cook until potatoes offer no resistance when pierced with a paring knife, 15-17 minutes. [Note: I cooked mine longer and they were still a bit firm for my taste, so test often.] Remove cover, increase heat to high (so cooking liquid will reduce), and cook 2 minutes.

2. Drain potatoes in colander set over large bowl, reserving cooking liquid. Set drained potatoes aside. Pour off and discard all but 1/2 cup cooking liquid (if not enough remains, add water to make 1/2 cup). Whisk remaining tablespoon vinegar, mustard, and oil into cooking liquid.

3. Add 1/2 cup cooked potatoes to bowl with cooking liquid mixture and mash until a thick sauce forms (mixture will be slightly chunky). Add remaining potatoes, onion, cornichons, and chives, fold gently with rubber spatula to combine. Season to taste with salt and pepper. Serve warm or at room temperature.

To call this a hit would be a huge understatement. It was a phenomenal success. The salad is creamy and satisfying but light, and not gloppy since there’s no mayo. Terrific, and I think I’ll make it all winter since it’s great hot.

Next side dish: “Rob’s Famous Coleslaw,” from the same Sunday Supper Menu as the pork burgers. I’d never made it before but I figured I would take a break from my super-simple cider vinegar approach to coleslaw, and give Goin’s a try. (Note: It was handy to use the rest of the bunch of chives from the potato salad in this slaw!)

Rob’s Famous Coleslaw
from Sunday Suppers at Lucques

1/2 cup red wine vinegar
2 teaspoons honey
1/2 small head red cabbage, about 1 pound, cored and thinly sliced
1/2 small head green cabbage, about 1 pound, cored and thinly sliced
1/2 red onion, thinly sliced
1 carrot, peeled and grated
1/2 cup mayonnaise, preferably homemade
Healthy pinch cayenne pepper
2 tablespoons minced chives
1/4 cup chopped flat-leaf parsley
salt/pepper

In a small saucepan, reduce the vinegar by half over medium heat.* Cool 5 minutes, then stir in the honey until it dissolves.
Combine the cabbages, onion and carrot in a large bowl.
Pour the vinegar-honey mixture over the vegetables, toss well to combine, season with salt and pepper and let sit for 15 minutes, tossing occasionally.
Add the mayo, cayenne, and herbs, and toss well. Taste for balance and seasoning.

*I made half a batch for the party, then another half batch later in the week. The second time I skipped reducing the vinegar, and instead used sherry vinegar and stirred the honey into half as much vinegar.

Also excellent. I am such a sucker for cabbage in general, and good slaws in particular. I hate over-dosing on mayo, but this one was perfect.

Finally, for dessert, I macerated a variety of plums in sugar for the afternoon, and then Ben baked biscuits (which I topped with sparkling sugar) and I whipped cream and we made shortcakes. I should have stewed the plums; they didn’t meld well enough!

You still want the pork burger recipe, don’t you? Ok, fine. I live to serve.

Grilled Pork Burgers
from Sunday Suppers at Lucques
Serves 6

1 1/2 teaspoons cumin seed
3 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil, plus more for grilling
1/2 cup diced shallots
1 tablespoon minced garlic
1 tablespoon thyme leaves
2 chiles de árbol, thinly sliced on the bias
2 pounds ground pork
1/4 pound fresh Mexican chorizo, casing removed
3 ounces applewood-smoked bacon, finely chopped
2 tablespoons chopped flat-leaf parsley
6 slices Manchego cheese
6 brioche buns or other good hamburger buns
Aioli
Romesco sauce [I’ve never made/used this, but she has a recipe for that, too]
2 ounces arugula
Kosher salt
Black pepper
[Sliced tomato, if that’s your thing!]

1. In a medium saucepan, toast the cumin seeds over medium heat a few minutes, until the seeds release their aroma and darken slightly. Pound the seeds in a mortar or spice grinder until coarsely ground.

2. Return the pan to the stove over high heat for 1 minute. Add the olive oil and shallots. Turn the heat down to medium-low, and cook a few minutes, stirring once or twice, until the shallots start to soften. Add the garlic, thyme, cumin, and sliced chile. Season with 1/4 teaspoon salt and a few grindings of pepper, and cook 3 to 4 minutes, until the shallots become translucent. Set aside to cool.

3. In a large bowl, use your hands to combine the ground pork, chorizo, bacon and shallot mixture, and parsley, being careful not to overmix the meat. Season with 1 1/4 teaspoons salt and lots of freshly ground pepper. Shape the meat into six 6-ounce patties. Chill in refrigerator if not using right away.

4. Light the grill 30-40 minutes before cooking, and remove the pork burgers from the refrigerator to come to room temperature. When the coals are broken down, red and glowing, brush the pork burgers with olive oil, and grill them 3 to 4 minutes on the first side, until they’re nicely browned. Turn the burgers over, and place a slice of cheese on each one. Cook another 3 minutes or so, until the pork is just cooked through. (It should still be slightly pink in the center.)

5. Slice the buns in half, brush them with olive oil, and toast them on the grill until lightly browned. Spread both sides of the buns with aioli. Place a burger on the bottom half of each bun, and dollop with a generous amount of romesco (if you’re using it). Place some arugula leaves on top [and I always add a slice of very good tomato], and finish with the top half of the bun.

I don’t have any photos of the finished burgers from that dinner, because it was dark as Hades by the time we ate. I did have two small extra patties, which I froze, so I’ll try to add a photo once I cook those.

Edited in honor of Matt, who flipped. out. when there were no pictures (see Bridge’s comment, below). These aren’t great, but here are photos from last year’s batch of pork burgers on my birthday at the lake.

Formed patties:

Finished burgers on too-big-rolls:

This batch was actually better-looking because I formed slightly flatter patties. Yum.

CSA Week 11: Chinese eggplant noodles

I’m posting out of order because Ben said I should get this recipe up for you guys. He rarely makes blog requests, so I’m listening! The week’s veg:

-The prettiest eggplant in the world
-Corn
-Tomatoes
-Beans
-Cucumber
-Parsley
-Garlic
-Mesclun
-1 pepper
-eggs

I had a sudden vision one day of chinese noodles with an eggplant sauce and crispy bits of pork. That lovely little eggplant was too small for what I had in mind, so I picked up a smallish purple one at WF, along with scallions and noodles, and got down to business.

The noodles were a wheat/tapioca flour combo. I was charmed by their little paper belts and the awesome instructions on the package:

These are social noodles. Noodles who like to mingle.

Ahem. So I cooked those, rinsed them, and dressed them with a bit of soy, sesame oil, sesame seeds, grated ginger, a tiny bit of mashed garlic, and a smear of chili sauce.

Meanwhile I was roasting the eggplants, pierced all over, at 475 degrees until they were very tender (about 40 minutes for these eggplants). When they were done I cut them open to cool.

Then I scraped out all the flesh and pureed it with my stick blender.

At this point I looked at the ingredients I was assembling, looked at the prepared eggplant, and decided to just finish the job and use the recipe for Strange Flavor Eggplant (which I’ve written about several times) to make the eggplant “sauce.” Strange Flavor eggplant is one of my favorite recipes from Barbara Tropp’s China Moon Cookbook (which I’ve also written about several times), and is especially wonderful as a way to lure eggplant haters into trying it. It is sweet and spicy and savory and amazing. It’s also kind of unattractive, but you can’t have everything. I’ll paste the recipe in at the bottom of this post.

I made the sauce (soy, brown sugar, rice vinegar, hot water) and got the aromatics together (ginger, garlic, red pepper flakes, scallions).

Then, before finishing the eggplant, I combined 1/2 pound of ground pork with more ginger, scallions and soy (just a splash), and stir fried that in my wok.

I wanted the pork in little pieces, quite crispy. (I was thinking of an Indian-inspired carrot salad Jamie Oliver topped with crispy cumin lamb bits one time.)

It only takes minutes to finish the eggplant. You stir-fry the aromatics, pour in the sauce and bring it to a boil, then stir in the eggplant puree and heat it through. It smells astonishing, so that’s a bonus.

Once I’d finished that, I plated up the noodles, topping them with the eggplant and pork, with a few scallions for garnish.

Then we wolfed them down, mostly in silence. I ate leftovers cold for two days, barely waiting for noon before pouncing on my lunch. And I still had a bit of eggplant, so I’ve been sopping that up with french bread as a snack. Please try the eggplant, if nothing else! It’s so, so delicious. The recipe:

Strange-Flavor Eggplant
From the China Moon Cookbook by Barbara Tropp
Makes: 2 Cups

Ingredients:
1 to 1 1/4 lb. large eggplant

Aromatics:
o 1 tablespoon garlic, finely minced
o 1 tablespoon ginger, peeled and finely minced
o 1/4 cup thinly sliced green and white scallions rings
o 1/4-1/2 teaspoon dried red chili flakes

Sauce:
o 3 tablespoons soy sauce
o 3 tablespoons packed brown sugar
o 1 teaspoon unseasoned Japanese rice vinegar
o 1 tablespoon hot water

2 tablespoons corn or peanut oil
1/2 teaspoon Japanese sesame oil
Garlic Croutons*
Scallions, thinly sliced, for garnish

Steps:
1. Preheat oven to 475F. Move the rack to middle position.

2. Prick eggplant well in several places with a fork or the tip of a sharp knife and remove the leaves. Bake on a baking sheet, turning once, until fork-tender, 20-40 minutes, depending on size. Remove the eggplant and slit lengthwise to speed cooling.

3. While still warm, remove tough stem end and the peel, scraping off and removing any pulp. Cube the pulp, then process the pulp and any thick baking juices in a food processor or blender until nearly smooth. (Eggplant differs enormously in water content. Some will leech nothing when baked, others leach a tasteless water, while some ooze a tasty liquid. It is only the latter that should be used.)

4. Combine the aromatics in a small dish. Combine the sauce ingredients in a small bowl, stirring to dissolve sugar.

5. Heat a wok or large heavy skillet over high heat until hot enough to evaporate a bead of water on contact. Add the 2 tablespoons oil, swirl to glaze pan, then reduce the heat to moderately high. When hot enough to foam a scallion ring, add the aromatics and stir-fry until fragrant, about 15 seconds, adjusting the heat so they sizzle without scorching. Add the sauce ingredients and stir until simmering. Then add the eggplant, stir well to blend and heat through. Remove from the heat, then taste and adjust with a dash more chili flakes, brown sugar or vinegar, if needed to achieve a zesty flavor. Stir in the sesame oil.

6. Allow to cool, stirring occasionally. The flavor is fullest if the eggplant is refrigerated overnight, sealed airtight. Serve at room temperature, spooned onto croutons* and garnished with a sprinkling of scallion.

* Garlic Croutons: thin slices of day-old French bread, rubbed with olive oil and garlic, and toasted.

Birthday Bonanza, Part 2

[Hello, lovely visitors from An Apple a Day! I was touched to see Amy’s post when I got back from a long weekend in NH, and I hope you like what you see and stay a while.]

When last we met, I’d told you all about Ben’s birthday dinner. The next day was my birthday, and he had planned a secret excursion. All I knew was that I needed my swimsuit and that we were packing a picnic. We used up the leftover meat from the night before in tempting steak sandwiches, hopped in the car, and headed north.

First stop: Ben had found a promising-looking farm online, and we stopped in to buy treats for our picnic. I picked out a handful of jewel-like little red plums, as well as a bigger yellow-blush one and a couple donut peaches. Ben got blueberries.

plums

We arrived at a little state park in NH, where the lake edge was dotted with picnic tables and shallow sandy entrances into the water.

We ate (Ben snuck a box of cupcakes into the car!) and swam and swam and ate and I discovered the world’s smallest fruiting wild blueberry bush:

When we eventually rolled away from the lake, we drove to a nearby town to go to a jazz concert on the green. On the way there we spotted this big tortoise, sitting still in the middle of the road, and stopped to urge it back into the woods:



Fables aside, that guy could move. He didn’t like the look of me, I guess!

The concert was amazing. The most ridiculously wholesome Americana you can imagine, with good music to boot! You can pretty much get the gist of it from the guys’ outfits:


There were also tons of things to see in the audience. I loved this distinguished sea captain type (note the fishing flies hooked to the band of his cap and old fishing vest, both of which suggest his captaining was actually in streams, not on the sea):

And I imagined the bigger girl here saying to the little one, “I told you, STAY over THERE.” She ran off within seconds of my taking this:

We wrapped up the day with margaritas and fish & chips at a restaurant on Newfound Lake. A sleepy drive home and the end to a perfect birthday!

(Sorry there wasn’t much food here, but there’s plenty of that to come. For now I have to go tend to tonight’s experimental dinner; I’m making up a recipe as I go along and should probably get focused. Poor Ben.)

CSA Week 8: Birthday Bonanza, part 1


-Gorgeous fresh onions
-Basil
-Mesclun
-Corn
-Zucchini
-Arugula
-Beets
-Eggs

Ben and I almost share a birthday (he’s 7/31, I’m 8/1), which means it’s more like Christmas or an anniversary in terms of joint celebrations, but since they fell on a weekend this year it felt quite festive. I cooked dinner on Friday for his birthday, and then he planned an excursion for mine.

I went a bit Goin-ish in inspiration with the menu, finally making the heirloom tomato salad my mom has been raving about for a year or two, and using one of her steak recipes as a jumping off point for the main course. First things first, the meat. Goin calls for a tri-tip, which is a cut of meat so identified with California that when I asked for it at Savenor’s the butcher said “You from the West Coast?” In typical Goin style, the meat gets rubbed down with chiles, herbs and spices and spends some time thinking things through in the fridge.

Rosemary, chiles de arbol, cracked pepper (lemon zest goes on at the end)

While that rested, I turned to those stunning young onions from the CSA:

onions

They were drawn and quartered (eighth-ed, actually), then I caramelized them in butter and olive oil, very slowly.

I put those aside to be combined with beans and thyme later, and made the salad, which is aaaaamazing.

Heirloom Tomato Salad with Burrata and torn croutons
Adapted from Suzanne Goin’s Sunday Suppers at Lucques
(If you still haven’t bought this cookbook, DO NOT DELAY. It inspired this blog, it inspires me, it will make you a better cook.)
To serve 6 (I made a half batch)
1/3 lb good country white bread
1/2 cup extra virgin olive oil
1 tablespoon oregano leaves (I used parsley)
1/2 clove garlic
1 1/2 tablespoons red wine vinegar
1 tablespoon balsamic vinegar (I used all sherry vinegar instead of the combination of the two)
1/2 pint cherry tomatoes
3 pounds assorted heirloom tomatoes (varied colors and sizes)
1 teaspoon fleur de sel
2 tablespoons sliced opal basil; 2 tablespoons sliced green basil (I used all green)
1 pound burrata* cheese
1/2 cup thinly sliced shallots
1/4 cup flat-leaf parsley leaves
Salt and pepper

*Burrata is a heavenly ball of fresh mozzarella that has been filled with cream or, in this case, mascarpone. I found a fresh local one (made in Somerville) at Formaggio Kitchen. Pricey but worth it for a special occasion.

Croutons: I’ve been making croutons like this for a while; it makes them chewy and crunchy and delicious, WAY better than cubes and nothing like what you buy in a bag.
Preheat oven to 375. Tear up the inside of the bread and toss with 2 T olive oil, squeezing the oil into the bread.

Toast on a baking sheet until golden but still soft inside. I like to add a bit of salt before toasting them.

Dressing: Pound the oregano (parsley, in my case), garlic, 1/4 teaspoon salt in a mortar and pestle to make a paste.

Transfer to a bowl and add the vinegars. Whisk in the 6 T olive oil remaining, season to taste.

Tomatoes: Prep the tomatoes–core the heirlooms, halve the cherry tomatoes.

Cut half of the heirlooms into wedges and slice the other half into 1/4 inch slices. Season the slices with a bit of salt and pepper and lay them out on a platter, overlapping. Spoon on a bit of the dressing and scatter on some of the basil.

Slice the burrata into 12 slices and nudge them in between the tomato slices.

Dress the heirloom wedges and cherry tomatoes with 3 T of the dressing, tossing them with the shallots, salt, and pepper.

Gently add in the croutons, then arrange the mixture on top of the tomato/cheese slices on the platter, making a pretty heap. Top with the parsley and remaining basil.

You guys. I know that’s a long ingredient list for a tomato salad, but everything is fast and easy and so worth it. Major step up from the basic caprese.

As for the rest of dinner, the dining room was pretty:

I had roasted potatoes to accompany the steak and beans. We had some technical issues with the steak–there was a band of fat that made it shrink up and my ideas of timing were all off, so it was way underdone and needed to go back on the grill *after* resting, but it worked out.

I bought the tiniest chocolate cake at Whole Foods, and put the tallest birthday candle on it:

But mostly I’m still thinking about that tomato salad.

Can you blame me?


Next up: My birthday ramble.

Coming soon: A visit to the Farm!! Also, a dinner party. And some nice quick summer meals.

Quick and Easy: Dad’s Iced Coffee

It may be pleasantly cool and grey today, but the weather has finally caught up to the whole ‘It’s August” thing recently, which means I can’t bear to drink hot coffee while sweating my brains out in my tiny office. Luckily when I was in Oregon in June, my dad taught me his spiffy new iced coffee technique:

Brew coffee in a stovetop espresso maker.

bialetti

Sweeten while hot with BROWN sugar, to taste (the coffee is strong and bitter, so I needed a goodly amount of sugar). Does anyone else out there besides me and Tom drink hot coffee with just milk, but iced coffee with milk and sugar? I’m sure this has something to do with bitter flavor compounds showing up when the drink is cold.

Chill, then serve over ice with milk. About a one-to-one ratio is good, or even more milk; again, the coffee is quite concentrated.

iced coffee

I make the espresso the night before and then I just have to add ice and milk in the morning when I can’t be trusted to do anything complicated, anyway.

CSA Week 7: Refrigerator Pickles

-Chard
-Summer squash
-Fennel
-Cucumbers
-Basil
-Beans
-Weekly eggs

Small share that week–but those little cucumbers, in addition to the pile of them I’d gotten the week before, prodded me into trying a recipe I’d seen on the farm’s recipe page, for refrigerator pickles.

Fridge Pickles
Adapted from Stone Soup Farm
Brine (amounts are for 3 largish cucumbers)
* ½ head garlic, peeled and sliced (doesn’t have to be perfect)
* ½ bunch dill, cut through a few times
* 2 cups water
* 1 cup white vinegar
* 3 TBS salt

Note: I made half again this much, and ended up adding a bit of extra water after a few days when the pickles seemed too harsh.

Slice up your cucumbers into whatever shapes you prefer—I made a mixture of spears, sandwich slices and rounds, since I like pickles in a variety of contexts!

cucumbers

cucumbers for pickles

Combine the brine ingredients in a jar. I started with a quart jar but it was too small and I moved up to a larger one that I had been using to store beans and rice and things. (PSA: I nearly dropped it the first time I put it back into the fridge after taking pickles out—be careful with big glass jars covered in condensation!)

pickle brine ingredients

Add in the liquids and give a good stir or shake to get the salt dissolving, then add in the cucumbers. Cover up the jar, pop it in the fridge, and wait a few days for the brine to do its magic.

pickling

According to the recipe, “The vinegar and salt preserve this somewhat, and these will keep fine in the fridge for 2-3 weeks, possibly more.” I started munching on the spears after about a week, and the pickles taste great. We used some rounds on burgers the other night, with great success.

burger pickles

Yesterday I got a few more cucumbers in the CSA share, and I added them into the brine. You can see the effect of pickling here: The pickles that have been in brine for two weeks are the duller olive color on the left; the new additions are on the right, bright green.

I know refrigerator pickles like this aren’t rocket science, but that’s exactly why I was so pleased. I doubted that something this simple would stand up to good store bought pickles, but they are great, super easy, and incredibly cheap to make. I go for really garlicky dill pickles, and I liked being able to tweak the brine to my taste as the pickles sat in the fridge. Definitely worth a try!

Maine: Misty mornings and Whoopie Pie Genius

While my parents were here (“Back East,” as we always said when I was growing up) we spent two nights with my aunt and uncle at a lodge they were renting on Great Pond in Maine. The weather cleared for us and we got to splash around in the lake and eat on the porch, and my dad and uncle did quite a bit of fly-fishing from the old canoe. The lodge is affiliated with a venerable and very cool boy’s camp, Pine Island Camp, which my uncle and cousin both attended. We got to have lunch there and tour the island, and it made me hope that I have at least one son one day, so I can pack him off to a mosquito-free island in a Maine Lake to canoe and row and sail and play crazy games and do carpentry and otherwise step back in time. I liked that there seemed to be a lot of emphasis on artistic achievement–music, painting, carving–as well as sports. Unfortunately I didn’t have my camera that day, but Dad took a few shots. (The photo up top is of a group of boys rowing past our dock one morning.)

The campers still sleep in tents on platforms, just feet away from the lake.


(Photo by Dad)

Dad was smart enough to take a photo of an archival picture to show how little has changed in 100 years:


(Photo by Dad)

Other than that little trip, we mostly just cooked and ate and relaxed by the lake. We were visited by a distinctly un-shy loon:

Despite appearances, the green canoe was seaworthy:



Bug spray aside, this photo could have been taken 50 years ago:

And if this is basically my dad’s favorite kind of view (ok, he’d prefer a burbling trout stream, but framing anything with a fly rod helps):

I definitely captured his favorite way to shave!

Oh, and Mom and I cooked dinner one night!

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After leaving the lake, we drove on back roads over to a resort in NH where my mom worked in High School. On our way there, we passed Douin’s Market, which looked like a convenience store, but sported a sign saying something like, “Home of the Brownie Whoopie Pie, STOP or you’ll regret it.” I yelled “STOP!” and everyone thought I was kidding. Once I made it clear that I take threats of brownie whoopie pie regret seriously, Dad and I ran in. He had the presence of mind to take an iPhone picture of a sign advertising the 10-lb Brownie Whoopie Pies Douin’s makes for parties:

We purchased the normal sized one (perched on the giant one in the previous photo), and devoured it with our picnic lunches. OMG, you guys. I like a whoopie pie as much as the next girl, but most of the time the cake seems to be sadly bland or dry. This subbed in the best brownie I’ve ever tasted–incredibly chewy and chocolatey and delicious. The market also makes a variety of normal whoopie pies, as well as some with peanut butter filling or pumpkin cake.


To die for. (Photo by Dad)

In case anyone will be in Maine soon, DO NOT MISS:
Douin’s Market, New Sharon, Maine
Home of the Brownie Whoopie Pie

Finally, on our way home Sunday we went to the very famous Polly’s Pancake Parlor in Sugar Hill, NH. We called ahead to get on the list, so we didn’t have to wait long. Polly’s is well-known for serving some of the best pancakes anywhere. Your server cooks them to order, and brings three at a time, then your next three, fresh and hot, when you’ve finished those. I chose a sampler so I could try a few of the many, many options–the best by a long shot were the cornmeal blueberry (the middle pancake in my stack, below).

The smoky, crisp bacon and the maple spread were my two favorite things, though! Also the placemats, maple leaf shapes cut out of red vinyl, and the mismatched chairs all painted bright red.

Great, now I kind of want bacon for dinner.

CSA Weeks 5 & 6: Simple dinners and repetition

The 5th CSA share of the season:

vegetables

-Peas (Ben’s new favorite thing)
-Carrots
-Chard
-Summer squash and zucchini
-Cucumbers
-Garlic
-Weekly eggs

And the following week’s purple-hued haul:

-Purple cabbage
-Cavalo Nero
-Red lettuce
-Purple (thai) basil)
-Cucumbers
-Zucchini
-Carrots
-Peas
-Eggs

Twice in two weeks I made basically the same dinner–first because I hadn’t cooked chicken in a while and I figured I’d give it another go, then a week later as a welcome dinner when my parents arrived for a week-long visit.

First, for me and Ben:

You can’t argue with chard like this; the leaves were small and tender and the colors stun me every single time.

I started by cooking the chopped up stems, then added in the leaves and lots of garlic.

The chicken was marinated in oil, garlic, salt and pepper, sauteed and topped with a squeeze of lemon juice.

And we ate the greens and chicken with some israeli couscous, also doused with a bit of lemon juice.

The next week, for my parents, there was cavolo nero on offer! I’d also gotten a gorgeous little purple cabbage, so I made slaw using a cider vinegar/oil/salt/pepper/sugar dressing. (Make it sharp, about a 1-to-1 ratio of oil to vinegar, and keep tasting for salt. You need a lot of salt!) Everything I cut into, from celery and melon for snacks before dinner to the cabbage, had a gorgeous pattern inside. Isn’t nature amazing?

(Could you use this as a rose stamp?)

The cabbage was muddy, and I had trouble getting it clean. I shredded it (not finely enough) and then washed it, and the purple pigment turned the water BRIGHT aqua blue. Again, nature is amazing.

The last in this string of charming visuals was something I didn’t even notice until I was reviewing my photos–check out the dopey cartoon face in the salad dressing, pre-mixing.

Once again, I cooked the kale in oil and garlic, with a bit of chicken stock to soften it up. I left it fairly chewy, though, and got the edges the slightest bit crisp. I could have eaten the whole pot myself but I had to share. I have an unhealthy obsession with greens; it makes me think of the witch in Into the Woods*. Actually, I suppose a greens obsession is very healthy. As long as you don’t anger any witches by stealing them.

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The next day we all headed up to Maine and NH for a few days–I have some lovely photos and I will post more tomorrow. We got back Sunday and my parents took off this morning; I’m just trying to get caught up after being offline for almost a week.

I’m also feeling a little down on blogging, I have to say. A few weeks ago I got a fairly nasty comment complaining that I don’t post enough, and it made me want to not post at all. I do this because I love thinking about food, writing about food, buying and cooking and eating food, and I like to think that a few people find it fun or useful. But I am also a freelancer who is seeking work and working on projects, as well as a real person who travels and gets sick and has obligations and sometimes can’t think of anything to say. Anyway, sorry it’s been sporadic, and I really am trying my hardest to motivate. It’s been a rough year for me and I treasure the friendships I’ve made through this blog and others. (On that note, check out some of the great folks I link to in my blogroll.) Thanks for your support!

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*“Greens, greens and nothing but greens:
Parsley, peppers, cabbages and celery,
Asparagus and watercress and
Fiddleferns and lettuce…”