Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Monday, December 29, 2008
Hambone, Hambone, have you heard?
Friday, December 26, 2008
Greek Salad Love
Such is the case with the rough chopped simple beauty of the Greek salad. I have tried quite a few recipes then landed on a mixture of several. The outcome is absolutely perfect on my tastebuds.
Ingredients
4T extra virgin olive oil
2T lemon juice
2 cloves garlic, minced
3/4t dried oregano
1/2t kosher salt
1/4t fresh ground black pepper
2 heads romaine lettuce, hand torn to a good size
3-4 tomatoes, roughly chopped
1 English cucumber, quartered, seeded and chopped
1/2 green bell pepper
1/2 red bell pepper
1/2 red onion chopped
4oz feta cheese, crumbled
1/2 cup green olives, drained (for the love of gawd, use good olives)
Combine first six ingredients and set aside. Allow time for the flavors to blend. Plow through the chopping of all of the veggies and crumble your feta. I prefer to crumble mine with a fork. Feta fingers are a special kinda stinky. Toss everything together just before serving. Serve with crusty bread or some homemade crackers. Be still my heart.
Sorry for the crummy picture. I didn't think about taking one until it was too late. That is what remains after I had my way with the leftovers from a small gathering.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
The Good Crackers
Give my family one of those famous golden buttery oval crackers and they stare back and ask for "the good crackers". If I had a dime for every time they asked for "the good crackers" then I would be a rich woman and Chuck would be collecting carts at Kroger after hours and asking for payment in dimes.
Knowing that homemade bread is so yummy I can only assume that homemade crackers would be equally satisfying. I finally landed on a recipe for rosemary crackers that sounded tasty and surprisingly simple. Finally a good reason to hack into the new rosemary bush sitting on the window sill.
Crisp Rosemary Flatbread
(yeah yeah yeah I know it says flatbread but its crackers darnit)
Gourmet Magazine July 2008
1 3/4 cups unbleached all-purpose flour
1 tablespoon chopped rosemary plus 2 (6-inch) sprigs
1 teaspoon baking powder
3/4 teaspoon salt
1/2 cup water
1/3 cup olive oil plus more for brushing
Flaky sea salt
Preheat oven to 450°F with a heavy baking sheet on rack in middle.
Stir together flour, chopped rosemary, baking powder, and salt in a medium bowl. Make a well in center, then add water and oil and gradually stir into flour with a wooden spoon until a dough forms. Knead dough gently on a work surface 4 or 5 times.
Divide dough into 3 pieces and roll out 1 piece (keep remaining pieces covered with plastic wrap) on a sheet of parchment paper into a 10-inch round (shape can be rustic; dough should be thin).
Lightly brush top with additional oil and scatter small clusters of rosemary leaves on top, pressing in slightly. Sprinkle with sea salt. Slide round (still on parchment) onto preheated baking sheet and bake until pale golden and browned in spots, 8 to 10 minutes. Transfer flatbread (discard parchment) to a rack to cool, then make 2 more rounds (1 at a time) on fresh parchment (do not oil or salt until just before baking). Break into pieces.
Flatbread can be made 2 days ahead and cooled completely, then kept in an airtight container at room temperature.
Of course once I got my first batch of crackers into the oven I realized that I was in serious need of something that would go well with the crackers. I cranked out a white bean dip that went perfectly. I snapped these into rustic pieces but next time I may try using a pizza cutter.
Monday, December 8, 2008
One Track Mind
Tides turned when I began to cook the custardy mixture. *sigh* The smell was awesome and then I began to wonder why I smelled scrambled eggs? Lets just say that if you cook your mixture too hard and fast that it will turn to scrambled egg nog. Nothing can be done at this point except dump it. I am thankful that I did not use the Makers though. I would not be able to look Whitaker in the eye ever again.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Please step AWAY from the bag!
On Friday, I went into an unnamed store (starts with K, ends in ls and has an OH in the center) just to get a pair of regular ol jeans for Chuck. No need for one of my bags from the trunk right? At checkout, the young plastic pushing clerk decides to get snippy when I inform her that I do not need a bag. I swear I smiled all nice and everything. She tells me that she is not allowed to. Then she shoves the jeans into a plastic bag and hands it to me. I smile again to show that I am a nice person and I understand her minimum wage plight but no way was I taking the damned bag. Three times we went over it.
Finally we ended our conversation when I slipped the jeans out of the bag and walked out the door with my receipt in hand.
I will stop now.