all the desserts: photograph by Jennifer Silverberg (because I’m not capable of this sort of immense talent but you all know that already.)
Can we talk about Thanksgiving for a minute? Or just November in general? It may be turkey season here in the United States, but it’s baking season all over the world. No one really ever asks me how best to cook a turkey, because frankly, I have no idea.
Dateline – Friday, 6 November, 2015. Went to Whole Foods intent on grabbing the next ingredient for my column and some green juice I really like that inexplicably can only be found there.
Came out with an alternate ingredient (since my first choice wasn’t around, PER USUAL), no green juice, and a still-warm, almond-filled, 3,000-calorie croissant.
Because Fall. Because brisk, sunny, early mornings where I can see my breath. Because I’m congratulating myself on getting over my cold and also for painting my guest bathroom. Because I know how to kick it.Continue Reading…
I like how last time I was all “Hi yay I think I’m ready to start blogging again!” and now, a month later, it’s like *crickets*
It’s the thought that counts, maybe.
I’m going to cross and un-cross my fingers a few time and say that I’m fairly certain i’ve wrapped my last feature for Feast for at least a few weeks. Decent timing, I have to say, because the holidays are just around the corner, and I have some cleaning / painting / organizing to do before people show up at my door. Until then, I plan on yes, blogging, for real this time – I received maybe 827 new cookbooks for my birthday this year, and I have yet to dig into them. it’s time. Continue Reading…
The stuff we’ve missed talking about! Consider this my catching-up post, dear friends. Grab your coffee or tea and let’s do this so I can stop feeling weird about not blogging (pats chair.) Continue Reading…
Because I’ve been known to make questionable (but exhilarating!) life decisions when I get stressed. Like, for example, turning to childhood foods for sustenance, then taking those foods and turning them into ice cream desserts.
So this happened. If I think about it, it’s probably a combination of not having time to sit down during lunchtimes recently, and also packing lunch in a carousel horse-themed lunchbox for my child everyday. Whatever it is, it’s made my own childhood lunches come to mind, including my favorite sandwich, the Peanut Butter + Jelly.
Normally this is the part where people say they’re back and that they’re sorry they sort of disappeared, but I feel like maybe I’ll skip that: I’m not back. Well, not really; almost, though. It’s been a summer of changes and opportunities and all sorts of things, and I can’t wait to tell you about it.
And yet I must wait, because I’m still in the middle of things. Literally, it seems: i had to clean off a heavy coating of sugar and flour and a few errant pears from my hands just to type this, but more about that later. Here’s a status update on things as they stand today: Continue Reading…
This pie, you guys. This pie was completely last-minute, and a perfect example of how I will do whatever it takes to complicate a holiday. This pie was unnecessary: we had desserts. Giant dark chocolate-walnut brownies (on the blog soon), pillowy chocolate chip cookies, from-scratch fudge sauce, and 5 pints of homemade Jeni’svanilla bean ice cream – 5 pints! We were golden. We were set.
But then I wanted pie, and I wanted it badly. Enough to lie and say I needed to make this for this blog. For science. For the world.
I just want to kick this off by saying that when I wrote my Feast article this month, I included a pretty amazing pun. It fit perfectly into the article, made for a snappy intro, and was an accurate depiction of how I feel about the ingredient at hand. I never thought it would make it in.
I was wrong! my beloved editors kept it, and not only that, they managed to throw it on the picture description as well, which means it’s in there twice. They get me: they really get me. So I’d encourage you to click over and read it because it’s not to be missed.
Also, clearly I just enjoy taking photographs of round foods jauntily positioned to the right – all the time. This whole gallery thing I have going on at the top of the site now is a real eye-opener to my habits.
I get stuck with food; often there’s so many things I want to make I get frozen in place, paralyzed, not knowing what to do first. I’ve found a cure for it, almost like hitting a personal reset button on my recipe brain, and it seems to really do the trick. The prescription:
Unearth a favorite vintage cookbook, preferably one which focuses on foundation recipes.
Find the simplest, most cornerstone-like recipe from any given genre of food. Not simple like easy, but simple like basic: it needs to be multi-purpose and practical.
Make the recipe, and make it as directed, with zero to minimal adjustments, if you can. Your goal is to stay true to the recipe, not reinvent the wheel.
Eat what you made, and think hard about it. Is it better than the present-day version? In what ways? Was it harder/easier to make than its modern-day counterpart? How do you think this recipe from decades ago got to where it is now, and why?