A Tale of Two Salads

Salad.  It is a topic near and dear to my heart.  There are so many kinds to love: pasta, three-bean, vegetable medley, or even with seafood, chicken, or steak added.  My favorite kinds include the whole meal all in one place, like with turkey, avocado, egg, and bacon all thrown together on a Cobb, or a Southwestern salad made with zesty chicken and spiced up corn and black beans.  But mostly what I love is dressing.  Oh yes, the dressing.  Ree has taught me how to make amazing versions of so many salads, and they included recipes for my all-time fave, Bleu Cheese dressing, and a truly magnificent Southwest Ranch made with salsa which are now permanently in my repertoire.  However, there are a couple salads that have never made my Top 10 list.  Still, as I approach the end of the book, I have to suck it up and expand past my much-loved cream-based dressings and dive into…sigh…vinaigrettes.  IMG_2124As you can see, I was so unenthused about making Greek food that I forgot to even take pictures of the progress in creating Recipe #124: Mediterranean Orzo Salad.  This is sad, because Greece is on my bucket list of places to travel (Santorini, anyone??), yet I am singularly unimpressed with Mediterranean flavors.  I blame Kalamata olives.  They are literally one of only two foods I have ever in my life spit back out after taking a bite.  And I AM including all forms of peppers in my reference!  So alas, to preserve my commitment to taste a portion of this salad, I subbed in black olives, but I still used minced red onion, feta cheese, and tomatoes along with garbanzo beans (or chickpeas, if you can’t find the other name in your store) to mix in with the orzo pasta.  That’s right; pasta.  I have heard many people say they thought orzo was a rice product, so they have a hard time finding it at the grocery.  Just look next to the spaghetti!  The pasta base makes this a very filling recipe, so you could serve this alongside chicken or fish and call it a day.  But onto the most important part, the dressing.  (Insert heavy sigh here).  It was just olive oil and red wine vinegar, along with garlic and some spices.  I know, I know….  there are entire cultures where this is the basis for most of their dressings and sauces!  I just really think some milk or mayo or sour cream would have livened this up for me, and I might have been all over this recipe.  Unfortunately for me, this is one time where Ree went for “light and refreshing”, when I always prefer “heavy and fattening” when it comes to my salad!  I personally gave it a 5 out of 10, but I think bringing it to a potluck with people who have a more reasonable relationship with dressing would be a success!IMG_2125 Which brings me to the next salad!  Recipe #125: Panzanella, was in fact well-received when I took it to a potluck meal.  Again, my bucket list of vacation destinations includes Tuscany, Italy, where this chopped salad originated.  I confess to liking this one better, which utterly contradicts several of my food rules.  1) It contains raw red onion slices, which is so overpowering to me that I rarely eat anything with that ingredient, and 2) It features wet bread.  Wet.  Bread.  This would be the other food I literally ejected from my mouth when I sampled it: undercooked bread pudding.  Y.U.C.K.  (I have since been exposed to tolerable, properly prepared bread pudding, but it will never be a go-to dessert for me!)

What really saves Panzanella from being unpalatable is the fact that you use stale bread to begin with, and then further toast it in chunks in the oven with olive oil, essentially creating croutons.  I chose a garlic loaf from the day-old rack at the store, so I didn’t have to worry about it being bland.  Not “garlic bread”, like what you would buy in the frozen foods aisle, but an Italian loaf baked with cloves of roasted garlic already inside it!  Delish.  So the key here is to dry out your bread, then to toss it LIGHTLY with the vinaigrette, not soak it until it’s mooshy.  The salad also included seeded cucumber (this is important; not only do the seeds contain a ton of water, contributing to the squish-factor, but they also are the part that gives people gas or indigestion.  Just scrape out the offending seeds with a spoon) and tomatoes.  The best part of the whole dish however, is the large quantity of fresh, fragrant basil.  In this recipe you are using it as a main salad ingredient, not an herby accent.  Get this: there is NO other lettuce, spinach, or green of any kind in here!  Roll up the basil leaves in a pile, then chiffonade it (a.k.a. slice thin ribbons out of the roll) and sprinkle it over the bread.  Finally, add fresh Parmesan shavings to the top and toss it together.  Don’t grab that can of Kraft crumbles which makes a visible presence on your plate of spaghetti, yet has no discernable flavor!  Spring for the good stuff that comes in little sheets of cheesy goodness, or go one better and use a potato peeler to shave off pieces of fresh Parmigiano-Reggiano!  Really, it costs about $3.  You’ll thank me later.

The Beginning of the End!

The light at the end of the tunnel is upon me!  I am down to fewer than 20 recipes to complete in Dinnertime, and it’s about time I sat myself down in front of the computer and documented a few, because believe me, I’ve been cooking them!  In fact, I’ve cooked so many I’m going to break these posts down into manageable bites…  See what I did there??

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First up, Recipe #123: Raspberry Fool.  I didn’t really want to make this because the name is stupid.  Also, it’s raspberry.  When it comes to berries, if it ain’t strawberry, it’s WRONG!  I mean, raspberries are hugely popular in the dessert world, but I find them a bit tart and prefer the sweetness of a plump, fresh, red strawberry.  Yum…  But I digress!  The name is not Ree’s fault, so I can’t blame her.  A “fool” is a British term, and it refers to stewed, pureed fruit blended into sweet custard.  We Americans stole the idea, but swapped out custard for whipped cream.  Also, I didn’t have to cook a thing, because I used fresh, raw berries for this application.  Despite my feelings toward raspberries, I conformed to the recipe.  Ok, sort of.  As the pictorial evidence proves, I also included a FEW strawberries.  And some blueberries.  For color!  I swear…  IMG_1535 (1)Mostly I needed to clean out the fridge and use up the berries before they went off.  Really,  there was barely a recipe to stick to at all.  This was the simplest of simple: berries, cream, and some cookie crumble for crunch.  Here is an instance where you don’t want to whip out the canned cream (I couldn’t resist that pun!), but I suppose in a pinch you could sub in thawed Cool Whip.  Personally, I feel there is no excuse for not taking three minutes to whip heavy cream with sugar and vanilla (or hazelnut, almond, coconut, whatever) extract, to get delicious, authentic whipped cream.  No need to be crazy and do it by hand – which by the way takes at least seven minutes and you always get a cramp – when the electric beater or in my case the stand mixer can do it for you!  The berries can be mushed with a little sugar by hand using a potato masher, which frankly I found satisfying, and then folded gently into the cream so as not to deflate all the air you (or your machine of choice) just put in there.  Finally, take a rolling pin or a meat tenderizer to a Ziplock baggie full of any cookie (I used Nilla wafers) and smash to your heart’s content; sprinkle the resultant chunks, crumbs or dust on as a topping.  Really, this is a great dish to make when you have some aggression to take out!  The result is a relatively healthy dessert that pleases your sweet tooth without making your kids ping off the walls.

But the name is still stupid.

 

 

Cake-ril Fool’s Day!

When you give birth to a son on April Fool’s Day, you should be prepared to play some pranks on the kid throughout his life.  Unfortunately for me, I am a terrible practical joker.  Luckily for him, I AM a heck of a baker, if I do say so myself.  Enter “imposter” cakes as the perfect solution for faking out my child on his special day!

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Courtesy of “Nailed It!”

Sadly, these can go tragically awry…  I fully expected a cake disaster on par with epic Pinterest fails.  My newly minted teenager is a big fan of sushi, so what should I make for his birthday cake?  A giant California Roll, of course!  I had already done one imposter cake for my daughter’s birthday (a mammoth “grilled cheese”), and it came out pretty well.  It was at least recognizable as the food I was imitating, but this one was more of a challenge.  They wanted me to make my own fondant from scratch, for crying out loud!  Worst case, I could always run to Wal-Mart and stick his candles in some cheapie cupcakes if my efforts resulted in something resembling the ill-fated bobble-head Trump cake!

The point of a food imposter is NOT to tell the person receiving it what they are getting.  It’s so much more fun to serve up something that gives everyone pause!  While flipping through Food Network Magazine for inspiration, I came across the sushi design and just knew that was the one for my boy when his time came.  In true ostrich fashion, I committed 100% to making this, a) without reading the recipe ahead of time, and b) not knowing what kind of cake my kid actually wanted to eat!  I gathered intel to nail down his favorite flavors, figuring I could make any kind, since if all went well the cake would be hidden inside its disguise.  IMG_2094Let me just take this opportunity to point out that imposter cakes are not known for their spectacular taste.  It’s all about the look, baby!  With that being said, I had complete freedom to use boxed cake and canned frosting.  The Boy wanted coconut chocolate, so I made the simple additions of half a cup of sweetened, shredded coconut and about a teaspoon of coconut extract to the batter.  I even went out and specially bought locally-made coconut syrup to brush on the layers for additional moisture and flavor.  I learned from watching Spring Baking Championship that even if you have a cake as dry as the Sahara, you can brush on a liquid such as simple syrup and save it.  I then promptly forgot to add the aforementioned moisture until I had already frosted the whole dang thing…  Ah well, there’s always pancake Sunday!

When making stacked cakes, you are supposed to use a serrated knife to lop off the puffy part.  I judiciously saved all the excess cake bits because you can use them to make cake pops.  You know… in theory.  Probably I’ll just let the kids stuff handfuls of shredded cake into their mouths until it’s gone, or I’ll forget about it in the container until it grows fur.  After the cakes are leveled, a crumb coat (a thin layer of icing spread over the whole thing with the express purpose of matting down loose bits) is absolutely necessary.  That is, unless you prefer to pick out individual specks of brown cake from the white frosting with your fingernail!  This is one place I always struggle, because you have to wait for the cake to be completely cool or it just disintegrates, and also I worry it won’t have enough frosting.  This particular design did not call for much in the way of additional frosting between layers or on top.  In fact, the frosting was essentially just glue.  Believe me, the final product did not lack for sweetness…IMG_2095Now it was time to whip out the tape measure, cardboard and scissors and get to work on the construction of the “fake out” décor.  (BTW, if you don’t have one of those spinny things on which you set your naked cake and then twirl it around spreading frosting instead of moving your SELF all around the plate, you need to make the $15 investment.  It’s a lifesaver.)  Also, I discovered I am missing all my adorable little cardboard cake bases (because how else do you then get the cake OFF the spinny thing??) and I was forced to hand-craft one from a flat-rate postal box and kitchen shears.  Necessity really is the mother of invention!  Anyway, the first step to sushi roll decorating was to sketch out a 3″ circle (yes, I measured) in the center of the cake, then fill it with “salmon” and “cucumber”.  The fish substitute was sliced chili-lime dried mango, which I had to wash off to remove the sugar crystals.  They just didn’t add to the look.  A diced up Granny Smith apple tossed in lemon juice made the cucumber.  All this was arranged in my circle to give me a border to work with when creating the “rice”.  But before that, I had to cut a strip of parchment paper to wrap around the cake like a sleeve.  This is where the glue-frosting came in handy!  Once the sleeve was stuck on and the cake chilled for a bit, I had a mold in which to drop crisped rice cereal (let’s be honest, I’m not getting paid for advertising here, but it was straight up Rice Krispies!) mixed with white, a.k.a. vanilla, candy melts.  I used their directed proportions, but I could have added more cereal and it would have looked more realistic.  The great thing about the candy melts is that they stayed soft and moldable for quite a while during the decorating, but once fully solidified, they became basically a rice brick.  Not so easy to cut slices of cake through all that!

Finally, as the French would say, the “piece de resistance”, homemade fondant.  In my case, this was literally the piece I resisted…  I simply didn’t see how this was supposed to work!  I have no idea how to make fondant or what is normally in it, so for all I know this could be way off from what you get at a bakery.  However, whenever I watch a baking show, the judges generally peel off the beautifully designed fondant and discard it like a piece of raggedy parsley from a 1980’s steak dinner plate.  What a waste of effort.  Alas, this fondant was to be the seaweed to my sushi, so I had to give it a go.  Before I hear any backtalk, yes, I KNOW seaweed is more green than brown, but the recipe is made with cocoa powder as the only coloring.  So brown it is!  IMG_2101Basically the only thing in this was sugar, sugar and more sugar: 10 ounces of mini marshmallows and a little water microwaved to melting, then a POUND of powdered sugar is mixed in, followed by a cup and a half of dark cocoa.  Oh yeah, then throw in some butter.  Just in case diabetes doesn’t get you, we needed a nod to artery blockage!  I’ve gotta say, when I plopped this mess onto the parchment to roll it out, “seaweed” was not the first comparison I made.  Moving on…  A rolling pin and some elbow grease eventually resulted in a long, flat strip of fondant which I trimmed with a pizza cutter to give precise edges, and once wrapped around the cake, it really did look pretty amazing!  And you know what?  It didn’t taste awful, either!  I’m not saying I wanted to eat a pound of it, but it definitely made up for limited frosting.  Final touches were the “wasabi” (vanilla icing tinted with green food coloring) and “ginger” (Starburst candies squished with the rolling pin).  In the end, I was proud to serve this cake to my son, and I enjoyed watching people guess what all the parts were made from.  From here on out, I don’t think this kid is getting anything but imposter cakes from this mama!IMG_2102

I’m Baaaaaack! And I’ve been busy…

Where have I been??  I bet you were worried.  At the very least, you may have feared I was eating nothing but take-out pizza and cereal, since I’ve showed no signs of cooking for this blog.  Rest assured, nothing could be further from the truth!  In fact, ever since March started and I have been allowed to go grocery shopping again, my fridge has been packed to the gills with half a dozen new recipes from Dinnertime as well as inspirations from Food Network shows, Alton Brown, and Cook’s Illustrated magazine…  I’ve been cooking up a storm!  Let me catch you up on the first three March recipes:

Recipe #120: Strawberry Sauce.  Of all things, the Desserts chapter was the least completed out of the whole book!  What a sad state of affairs.  I remedied this situation by kicking off my March cooking with a simple, from-scratch strawberry ice cream sauce.  Simple is the key word; I am a big fan of complicated recipes with lots of ingredients and techniques, but there is a lot to be said about the ones that only have a couple things in them.  (On a completely separate topic, brownies made from one cup of flour and one cup of Nutella and nothing else are PHENOMENAL.  And they would make an amazing sundae paired with vanilla ice cream and this sauce.  Maybe it’s a related topic after all…)  Anyway, this sauce is really pure, just fresh strawberries, sugar, and a bit of fresh lemon juice.  Don’t use that crap in the plastic yellow lemon; just go buy the real thing for fifty cents!  You won’t regret it.  The hardest part of making this recipe was squashing the cooked and mashed berries through a sieve to extract just the thickened liquid.  That did take some effort and patience, but not having to ingest the atomic-red, storebought version made from dozens of chemicals was worth it.  Sorry, Hershey’s and Nestle’s Qwik!

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Add back some of the smushed berries to give this sauce texture!

 

Recipe #121: Hawaiian Burgers.  I love pineapple.  I love burgers.  I love teriyaki sauce.  But this one garnered a great big “meh” for me.  I don’t quite know where it went off the rails, but part of it MIGHT have been my fault.  I just plain put my foot down on this recipe because I wasn’t in the mood for “expanding my horizons”.  I mean seriously Ree, can you lay off the peppers for just a minute??  I flat refused to put thick slices of red pepper and raw red onion on this burger, and not only did I miss some much-needed color, but I’m sure I lost out on a lot of the intended flavor.  The second downfall was the sadly out-of-season state of my pineapple.  Evidently, March is not peak pineapple time in Colorado!  Who knew.  Fruit should be sweet already, but grilling it really brings out the flavor and caramelizes it.  In theory.  This sad excuse for a pineapple had virtually no juice to begin with, but at least it got some nice little grill marks.  The highlight of the burger was the “schmear”, made with teriyaki sauce, honey, mayo, and a little red chili flake.  This would make an excellent sauce for a grilled chicken sandwich!  If I haven’t discouraged you entirely from this recipe, I think that would be a perfect substitution for the beef.  Go give it a try and report back to me!

Recipe #122: Spinach Dip.  Y. U. M.  Spinach dip is simple, right?  It usually just requires adding a Knorr seasoning packet to some mayonnaise and sour cream, and throwing in some spinach.  But not today, pal!  I went the extra mile, no mix allowed, and it was super complicated.  I had to add carrots.  Yep, that was about the most complex additional step.  It did add a pretty pop of color and some crunchy texture otherwise missing in most party dips.  Again, simple recipes win the day!  I was craving this, and I loved the fact that the hardest part was waiting for the spinach to thaw under hot water and then squeezing out the liquid.  I was able to cram Ruffles laden with this spinach-y, garlicky, creamy deliciousness into my mouth within 30 minutes of the idea coming into my head.  And that semi-instant gratification, my friends, is the key to culinary happiness!

March 1st: The End of the Suffering!

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Round one of the restocking effort!

 

The end of the drought is nigh!  I have survived 28 days of rehab…  Grocery store rehab.  But you know what?  It barely made a dent in my supplies.  I ran out of SO MUCH STUFF, yet when I open the doors of the pantries and freezers, it does not look like I ever took a break from shopping…

I started keeping a list of all the foods I ran out of, but after about 35 individual entries I started to lose track.  Proteins, pasta, ALL the fresh produce (except a bag of cranberries), all the major baking supplies like flour, sugar, and vanilla were blown through.  I had only two cloves of garlic left by the 28th day.  The mayonnaise was GONE.  We ate up a bunch of canned food, a bunch of frozen foods, and I still.  Have.  More!  Most important…  I was down to my last Pepsi on day 27.  It was getting REAL.  IMG_1502

I didn’t take the easy way out all month either!  Like any real addict, I eventually had to test my resolve.  Safeway and Target were like opium dens, but I had to go in to buy birthday gifts, or bring snacks to work when asked to pick something up, but I never gave in to the temptation to stock up just a little! I had to avert my eyes at the fresh fruit and baking aisles…

But hey, the point of this experiment was multifaceted.  I would have loved to have cleared out everything and had nothing but a Mother Hubbard-bare cupboard, because then my whole pantry would be refreshed with new food.  That may not have happened, but the inability to hit the store forced me to be creative, make substitutions, and polish off all those irritating half-bags of ingredients.  I made my own brown sugar from white sugar and molasses for crying out loud!  The bigger win?  I spent a grand total of $53.82 for food in February, and that was on the dairy delivery for the month.  You know what I spent on groceries so far after one shopping trip?  $545.  Ouch.  You may have noticed that I had to buy 25# bags of sugar and flour, plus a whole new supply of fresh vegetables, but I think I’m going to try to make this my only grocery trip for the month.

Unless I run out of Pepsi again.

The Worst Recipe Ever… Or Is It??

This is it.  The seventh sign of the apocalypse must be upon us.  Pigs have flown.  Hell has frozen over.  It is evident by the fact that against all the laws of nature, every member of my family happily, and with enjoyment, ate Recipe #119: Roasted Red Pepper Pasta.  SAY WHAT?!  I know… could have knocked me over with a feather.  If you had told me that I would ever, EVER have liked a meal that consisted of a sauce made entirely of red peppers, I would have ejected you from my home for speaking such a filthy lie.

But here I sit, flabbergasted!  Ree should get a raise for this one.  Mind you, this anomaly will not convert me to the point of adding stuffed bell peppers to my weekly menu, but it was a bonafide miracle how much we all liked this dish.  The kids even stole all the leftovers before I got home to sample another bite.  So how did Ree accomplish this unprecedented enjoyment of my least favorite ingredient?  Stay tuned…IMG_1504

It all started with a jar of death… I mean, a jar of fire-roasted red peppers.  Gross.  They were already de-skinned and floating in some concoction of seasoned oil.  Trust me, I didn’t examine it too closely.  This recipe essentially treated peppers as though they were tomatoes, and all I had to do was drain and roughly chop them, then add to a pan with sautéed onions and garlic.  IMG_1497Irritatingly, this mixture actually smelled pretty good cooking over the fire, as the sharp acidity that I dislike so much in peppers was reduced in the roasting.  Incidentally,  I used red onions in this recipe even though it called for white, both because I was out of white onions, and because I was trying to work in as much sweetness as I could.  Once the vegetables were cooked through and softened, into the food processor they went, to be pulverized to a thick paste.  Then back into the cooking pan, where I added a cup of chicken broth and some heavy cream, which resulted in this orange-ish color.  PS, No Grocery Month took its toll here too, and I actually used half-and-half since my heavy cream went off last week!  Still worked though.  Ok, this was turning out pretty well so far.  Ree suggested rigatoni as the pasta, but I had some orecchiette I thought would be perfect.  (As my Italian lessons have taught me, “orecchiette” means “little ear”, just in case you’re interested!)  I’m endlessly fascinated by the seemingly infinite amount of pasta shapes available, and the heated debate of which pasta is appropriate for which sauces and toppings.  I just thought it looked cute, so I bought it!

While my little ears boiled away, I added the last ingredients to the red pepper sauce: S&P, parmesan shavings and fresh parsley.  According to her cookbook photos, I think the cheese was supposed to be left until the very end as a finishing touch, but frankly I wanted to melt it in and disguise as much of the pepper taste as possible.  Lastly, I elected to go with one of Ree’s variations on the recipe, in which she suggests adding some chicken or shrimp.  GENIUS!!  I had half a bag of Schwan’s Garlic Shrimp left in the freezer, and I figured if anything was going to save this recipe from being a complete disaster, it was seafood.  I said a prayer and dumped the whole bag right in the sauce and covered it with the lid.  In a few minutes the pre-cooked shrimp were thawed and had added their seasoning to the overall flavor.  All Italian chefs (and probably regular chefs too!) will tell you to add the unrinsed pasta straight to the sauce and stir, versus dumping the sauce on top of the pasta; that makes it stick better.  If the sauce is too thick, you are supposed to add a bit of reserved starchy pasta water until you reach the desired consistency.  I rarely ever bother with all that mess, but I do follow the pasta-to-sauce method.  If it’s on Food Network, it has to be valid, right??

Well…  moment of truth.  I got my spoon out and brought a taste to my lips with eyes scrunched and shoulders tensed, fully prepared to LOATHE the flavor.  And then I got a bigger bite.  Then I dished up a big bowl.  It was freaking delicious.  Mind.  Blown.  The kids are about as enthusiastic about peppers as I am, but they both complimented it AND had seconds.  My backup plan of a trash can full of dinner and bowls of cereal instead never came to fruition, and we have a new dinner option that will find its way into the rotation! Well played, Ree…  Well played!

Chicken Cacciatore: The Face of Fear!

“Breakfast for Dinner”.  “Soup for Dinner”.  “Freezer Food”.  “Starchy Sides”.  Each chapter has been completed, and truly amazing meals have been produced under the tutelage of Ree Drummond.  I look forward to repeating several of these recipes, and tweaking others to make them more to my family’s tastes.  But now…  now we are getting down to brass tacks.  Now it’s time to start making dishes that I am, at best, skeptical about enjoying.  Naturally, if one is going to make EVERYTHING in a cookbook, the logical starting point is with the food that looks most delicious, right?  Unfortunately, this approach inevitably leads to the least appealing recipes piling up at the end.  So it was with grim determination that I set out to make Recipe #118, Chicken Cacciatore, rounding out the chapter, “Comfort Classics”.  Fun fact: cacciatore translates to “hunter” in Italian; when is the last time anyone hunted a chicken??  Further research clarified that it just means a meal prepared hunter-style, referring to a protein cooked with vegetables and herbs.  Thanks Wikipedia!

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Guess what?  I really LIKED Chicken Cacciatore!  Doesn’t it look good??  And I had very low expectations.  Some of that is my own fault; I only had skinless chicken thighs, and to quote Ree directly out of the instructions, “just be sure to leave the skin on, or you’ll regret it the rest of your life!”  I have to agree with her; I am deeply regretting the lack of delicious, crispy chicken skin (one of my favorite food groups!), but the lightly floured and butter-browned poultry still turned out to be scrumptious.  Also, I did not have mushrooms of any kind.  Since Safeway is off-limits, I had to substitute with just about the only produce I have left in the house: frozen celery.  IMG_1464Not as in, “I went out and bought frozen celery on purpose”, more like I put the celery in the garage fridge and it has been so insanely cold, the poor stalks froze solid.  There is a reason that frozen celery is a not “a thing”.  It’s pretty gross when it thaws out.  Limp and floppy.  No good for ants-on-a-log, but to braise with other vegetables?  Perfect!  Finally, a main component of this recipe was the dreaded bell pepper.  Red ones.  Green ones.  Supposed to be added in big, fat slices.  NOT HAPPENING.  So in came my mini-sweet peppers to the rescue.  I used about 3-4 of these sliced into slivers, because I didn’t want any huge chunks; they practically dissolve when they are small enough!

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The Holy Trinity!

 

With these substitutions, I realized I basically ended up with a combination known in Louisiana as “The Holy Trinity” (onions, celery, green bell pepper).  This is a classic veggie base for just about all things Cajun, which explains why I’m not a huge fan of New Orleans cuisine…  Except shrimp etouffee, because that s**t is BOMB! (If you don’t know what I’m talking about, immediately travel to the French Quarter and try it out!)

Back to my point…  All these veggies sautéed in butter and oil, then a bunch of white wine (excuse to finish the bottle while cooking!) along with a 28 oz can of diced tomatoes.  Here again, I did not have what she called for–just a 14 oz can of diced–so I made up the difference with a can of tomato SAUCE.  Not pasta sauce mind you, but the canned variety that is just a tomato puree.  To be honest, I think this is a change I will keep for the future, because I like a really saucy topping for pasta.  IMG_1470Plus, look how nicely it makes a braising liquid for the chicken!  Despite all the steps, the recipe came together very quickly, since everything cooked in one pot, and the whole shebang just finished in the oven for 45 minutes.  Last but not least, buttered egg noodles with fresh parsley and Parmesan made the perfect “nest”.  The kids loved it, I enjoyed it, and I was proved wrong about a recipe I initially rejected.  Just goes to show, you can’t judge a recipe by its cover photo!

 

The Halfway Point!

Obviously I am little behind on writing this…  It was intended for the 15th.  So sue me, I do this for fun! 🙂  You may have wondered if I managed to stay strong during my self-imposed shopping ban, and I am pleased to report I am sticking with it like a BOSS!  That’s because I haven’t run out of Pepsi.  Yet.  We’ll see what tune I’m singing then…  Probably a funeral dirge.

These first three weeks have been surprisingly easy.  That just goes to show that I have really and truly had WAY too much food lying around the house.  And not just food!  I have been steadily drinking my way through the liquor cabinet as well!  Now don’t go thinking I need an intervention scheduled…  People don’t bat an eye when you say you’re going to eat your way through your pantry, but they get nervous when you plan to drink through your alcohol supply!  Rest assured, I’m okay to drive (and cook, which is more important!)  I have enjoyed a bloody Mary most weekend mornings, and a glass of wine while at my stove, but mostly I polished off the partial bottles by using them in sauces, marinades, taking them to parties, etc.  It’s amazing how much space two bottles of Crown Royal, a bottle of vodka, three bottles of wine, amaretto, and frozen daiquiri mix (to name a few) take up!  So on to the food…

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My new motto!

You may recall the mission statement of this blog is to track and document my culinary journey through Ree Drummond’s Dinnertime cookbook initially, then move on to other projects.  I confess I was mighty worried that I was not going to be able to make much progress throughout the month of February without going to the store.  I feared a month of frozen and canned meals, guaranteed to exceed my daily limit for sodium intake.  I was pleasantly surprised to find I was able to supply or swap out nearly every ingredient needed to make a LOT of headway over the past weeks!  Starting with: Black Bean Soup!  110Hey guess what?  It pretty much tastes just like chili!  I will say I was put off watching this cook.  It looked like scummy pond water (yes I know, not a lovely food-image, but the TRUTH!) and this was another one of those irritating recipes that kicked off with “Rinse your beans in cold water.  Let stand overnight”. ARRGGGHHHH!!!!  Other than the long wait, there was nothing to this besides boiling, adding seasoning and chicken broth.  Done!

Next up was a FULL MEAL of brand new recipes!  What could go wrong, eh?  Worst case, I could pick up a pizza…  Luckily that was unnecessary, as the whole meal was a smash hit.  111-113Oven BBQ Chicken was the main course, and it had the added bonus of requiring me to make my own barbecue sauce from scratch.  “Bonus” because I’m trying to use up pantry stuff of course.  I’d tell you to just buy a bottle of sauce like the recipe suggests!  The Roasted Carrots were coated in a homemade vinaigrette I already had in the fridge plus a few extra ingredients, and were a nice departure from the old “frozen bagged carrots cooked in butter” routine.  Polenta…  Oh, polenta, where have you been all my life??  Italy you say?  One more reason to go there and spend a month or two.  (I had to look it up; I could have sworn polenta was from Mexico or Spain!) Either way, this was seriously delicious.  As easy as Cream of Wheat, this was done in a matter of 30 seconds once I brought some chicken stock to a gentle boil.  Evidently I had the “fine ground” cornmeal, because Ree told me it would take up to 10 minutes!  Lies. Add some butter and pepper, and this starch side dish is now going to bump potatoes over for many a future meal.  PS, it made a TON, so I am planning to use the leftovers to make a version of “shrimp and grits”.  The key difference between grits and polenta is that grits are made from fine hominy, or white corn, and polenta is made from coarser, yellow corn.  I think I’ll manage the swap without shedding a tear.   

The next two were total throw-away recipes.  As in, “big meh”.  The Roasted Butternut Squash Salad was pretty much just greens with some roasted squash and pine nuts thrown in.  Snore.  I’ll eat my squash as a side dish, thanks.  As for Recipe #115, Sugar Cookies, I just don’t like sugar cookies, period.  They are boring and and could really benefit from… being chocolate chip cookies instead!  However, they were quick and easy to take to poker night and a darn-sight better than store bought.  I did try one and they were good, for what they were.  If you LIKE sugar cookies, I’d say this is a great recipe!

Sunday brunch was a great time to knock out a potato recipe I have not been super excited about, aptly named, “Breakfast Potatoes”.  I am a hash brown girl, through and through.  I refuse to go to The Egg & I because they don’t even HAVE the best breakfast starch ever invented on their menu!  Disgraceful.  I had to make a lot of alterations to this recipe, partly due to my diminishing produce supply, and partially due to preference.  Ree wanted a whole onion in here, plus a full teaspoon of cayenne pepper. Cayenne.  Pepper.  Is she insane??  I dropped it to 1/4 of an onion and 1/4 teaspoon cayenne, and my mouth is still burning a bit.  Also, I made the ultimate sacrifice and used the last half-stick of vegan “butter” instead of delicious, from-a-cow butter.  I just needed it gone… When melted, it is a highly unappetizing, watery, yellowish white liquid, but it did the job.  The potatoes roasted and browned in the oven along with some peppers and the appropriate amount of onion.  I can’t say they carried a buttery “flavor”, but at least they crisped up.  As a quick aside, I ran out of brown sugar a while ago, but I was able to still enjoy my glazed pepper bacon by making my own with molasses and white sugar!  I love knowing how to make stuff…  But I’m still going to buy more when I am off restriction!

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Last but not least, I made Supreme Pizza Burgers.  On the one hand, the recipe is exactly what it purported to be, and the first bite of burger did indeed taste like a bite of Supreme pizza.  On the other hand, I don’t care for Supreme pizza…  I SWEAR, I am not a really picky eater!!  It doesn’t sound like it, but I just really feel that pizza achieved perfection when some American (because I am pretty sure no real Italian started this!) slapped a pound of mozzarella and a pound of sliced pepperoni on flatbread and red sauce!  This is chock full of vegetables, which have no place on my favorite pizza.  Still, it’s one more recipe knocked out of the book!

The little sweet peppers in a bag have been a real lifesaver during this project.  I can limit the amount of pepper instead of using a full bell pepper, and they keep FOREVER in their pouch.  I also was able to get a mix of colors for $3.  I had to make some concessions, as I did not have mushrooms, and I also didn’t have thawed pork sausage, so my meat was just beef with Italian seasoning, and the toppings were limited to provolone, pepperoni, onion, peppers, and marinara.   Covering the pan with a lid melted the second layer of cheese beautifully and resulted in this:117

So here I sit, 19 days into the no-shopping effort and going strong; 20 recipes to go and I will have successfully completed my second full cookbook.  Finish line, here I come!

Asian Persuasion Night!

I’d like to start off with a simple statement: Ree Drummond is a great big liar-pants!!  At least on the subject of Recipe #108, Cashew Chicken, being a “16-Minute Meal”.  I don’t know what time warp she must live in, but rest assured, this dish was no 16 minutes…  First of all, I would like to hear one good reason all the Chinese recipes in this book have 482 ingredients!

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Ok, so it’s 17 ingredients, but that’s still extreme!

There was nothing especially “difficult” about preparing this recipe, but the sheer amount of prep work was ridiculous.  Let’s just say that I started “throwing dinner together” around 5 o’clock, and I didn’t sit down to eat until 7.  Chopping (drink wine), mincing (drink wine), and dicing (drink wine), all took a ton of time!  IMG_1207

 

Second, I am pretty sure I should triple up on my blood pressure meds, because this was salty as all get out.  The cooking liquid started with a 1/2 cup of soy sauce, which should have been my first clue.  Note to self: only buy low-sodium soy sauce from here on out…and still use half!  I don’t care for salty foods on the whole, so other people might like this the way it is, but consider yourself forewarned!

Of course you can’t have just one dish when you order Chinese food, and you can’t have just one when you are cooking it at home either.  Besides, I have no reason to make Recipe #109, Chow Mein, all by itself at another time.  I’d never actually had chow mein in my life, so frankly I had nothing to compare it to.  Nonetheless, I give this a thumb’s up!  I am a white rice girl, but these stir fried vegetables mixed with rice noodles made a pretty decent bed for the chicken entrée.   The real trick to this was juggling both recipes on the fireIMG_1208 at the same time.  Once I started the actual cooking process, it moved really quickly; almost like a REAL 16-minute meal!  Thank goodness I prepped for making the chow earlier in the week, so all I had to do was dump pre-chopped things into the wok as I cooked that one.  Make-ahead meals for the win!  Two more REE-cipes (ha, I just made that up!) done and done.  But for the sake of my blood pressure, I’m moving to a salad next!IMG_1219

It’s Super Bowl Sunday! Or So I Hear…

Because I don’t care.  At all…  As I am entirely unobligated to put up with football, instead of working on a big half-time spread, I focused on a yummy brunch with friends AND make-ahead food for the week.  It’s Day 4 of No Shopping Month, and I’m not sweating it yet.  I still have plenty of leftovers from the meals I made earlier this week, though that’s never stopped me from making new stuff anyway.  Brunch was a chance to cheat on Ree with… Ree!  I’m nearly out of ideas from Dinnertime that won’t require new ingredients, so from her new book, Come and Get It, I marked a bunch of recipes I could make without having to hit up the store.  One such masterpiece was the truly brilliant Waffle Iron Hash Browns.  IMG_1191I’ve had a couple bags of frozen hash browns for months, but I’ve never managed to make a hash brown…  I make hash beiges.  So I was up for any idea on how to make the stupid things turn out crispy like I get at IHOP.  I guess the trick was to thaw them out the day before, and then squeeze the living daylights out of the potatoes in paper towels to get all the moisture off.  Also, as the name indicates, I made it in the waffle iron with no oil.  I am at least using up the otherwise inedible stick of vegan “butter” that was hidden in the fridge.  So, SO glad I am not vegan…  No meat would be bad enough, but take away my butter too and someone is gonna get hurt!  This substitute product was at least good enough to grease up the waffle iron, then a layer of potato, a layer of cheddar, and the all important second layer of potato.  You know, so the lid doesn’t glue to the cheese!  This is a brilliant idea and I highly recommend it.  I put this waffle iron through the ringer for brunch, because I also made Eggnog Waffles.  You know the real kick in the pants about these waffles??  I saved the last bit of eggnog for weeks specifically to make this recipe, and come to find out there isn’t ANY in it!  It was just the spices of eggnog.  Disappointing.  I didn’t even bother with a picture because this irritated me!  I felt cheated…  IMG_1194I did however take a picture of my Epic Fail at making homemade breakfast sausage patties.  I made breakfast sausage… piles.  Evidently my pork sausage was a bit on the lean side, because they crumbled to bits when I tried to flip them.  On the other hand, I was able to use some fresh sage out of my Aerogarden and made a pretty decently spiced side dish.  Next time I’ll just make sure to use much fattier pork!

Did someone say Salted Caramel Cheesecake Squares??  Yes.  I did, in my last post!  Well, I wasn’t kidding; I made those today for the week’s make-ahead dessert.  Or maybe three days, depending on how much I share!  You can probably throw these together yourself without going to the store too, because it only called for pretty commonplace ingredients.  I made a crust with graham crackers, pecans and butter, and the filling was just cream cheese, sugar, eggs, vanilla, and sour cream.  I went a little downhill on the caramel topping…  I don’t have patience when it comes to candy-making, and caramel falls into that category.  It should have been simple (brown sugar, butter, vanilla, sweetened condensed milk, and dark corn syrup) but no matter what I did, I couldn’t get it to hit the 225 degree mark without it scorching.  I was “stirring constantly”, I swear!  I don’t know why it didn’t work, but I’m calling the brown chunks in the caramel “toffee” and that’s all I’m saying about that…

The kiddos claimed they are the best cheesecakes they have ever eaten.  I didn’t even pay them for this endorsement!  I finished them off with flaked Cypress White Sea Salt, purchased in that spice store shopping frenzy at the beginning of the year.  As pantry clean-out recipes go, you could do worse! IMG_1195