The Cow Jumped

over the Moon ….. and the dish ran away with the spoon. That’s what kind of morning it has been, a planet near a crescent moon in a clear sky. It reminds me of the childrens’ poem.

Wind is an issue here. At 5:08 a.m. the first plane came in to land at the airport. It headed straight for our windows and my heart always clutches for 9/11 but don’t want to awaken husband and dog for nothing, as there’s no way we’d get out in time. My bargain with death.

At the last moment the plane banks and heads south 20 miles to land safely. I’ve joked with my husband that I’d hate to be an air traffic controller here because the wind changes every couple of minutes so the planes have to plot a new course to land.

It’s no wonder the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald is down in that lake somewhere. Many other fine ships as well. I salute the Coast Guard for keeping boaters safe, and air traffic controllers for excellent work as well. Wishing you a productive day. I’m cleaning up after the holidays, storage and cleaning frig and freezer. Fun! Wow! Cheers from Dee

ps There are blue lights atop our place. Fellow dog owners we meet in the neighborhood opine that we’ve a top secret club and/or huge hot tub. If we do, it’s news to me. It’s to keep us from being hit by terrorist-driven aircraft. D

 

Pizza and Appetizers

I made a new pizza last night. For a go-to appetizer I buy a container of pitted Kalamata olives from the olive bar, bring it home and drain the brine. Then I place them in a container (olive container or mason jar) and add garlic and herbs then cover with extra virgin olive oil and sit it out on the kitchen counter for at least a couple of days or in the frig for a few months. Make sure the olives are completely submerged in olive oil. Save the oil!

Caramelize a sweet onion or I used 1/2 of a large red onion, for the topping.

When you want to make one pizza (serves 2-3) use my regular dough recipe. Dry ingredients in food processor with steel blade include 1.5 c flour (I use Italian OO but AP is fine) and 1/2 t salt. Another thought to all-purpose is 1c AP and 1/2 c whole wheat. It’s better for you and will make it easier to roll out.

Wet ingredients include 1/2 c tepid water, 1/2 Tbsp yeast, pinch of sugar, pinch of reserved bench flour for later, and about 1t of the olive oil from the marinated olives. Mix until it makes a ball. I do 20x around, let sit five minutes, then 25x and roll it with your hands and place it in a bowl covered with a damp clean kitchen towel. It should neither be dry nor sticky. Add water by drops or flour depending upon the weather.

I place my dough in the microwave to keep it in a warm, draft-free place away from the dog and off my counter!

After 90 minutes in said bowl I knead it again with bench flour, roll it into a ball and cover it with the bowl (only one to clean) for 20 minutes, then roll out. Yesterday I used another tsp of the olive oil with a paintbrush (you don’t have to go to Williams Sonoma for these, local hardware store works for me). Just don’t let your significant other use it for woodworking or cars). I use a large cookie sheet for a thin crust. Regular cookie sheet works.

Now the fun begins. Take about a cup of olives out of your container and place them into a clean food processor bowl with a big handful of arugula and some roasted pine nuts, walnuts or hazelnuts (I used hazelnuts because they were in the freezer). I also added a few sun-dried tomatoes. Pulse and add s&p and as much olive oil as needed to make a paste. Not oily or watery. Add Parm to your taste and it’s done.

Roll out your dough and place it in a pan. Use another teaspoon olive oil to brush the top of the dough. Spread on the paste. Top with shredded mozzarella and caramelized onions. Cook at high temp. My oven can only be set to a max of 375 else a smoke detector will go off. I’m used to cooking at 450-500 degrees. Halfway through, I added four slices of proscuitto. Out of the oven I added a handful of watercress/arugula and dinner was done. My husband loved it! I may have gotten him off my signature Friday night pepperoni/mushroom pizza for a while.

With pizza one must be inventive with cheeses and toppings. We had a pizza party here one night with parents and their kids, age two and six. The older boy wanted cheese only. His little sister looked at the 19 toppings I had out on the counter, tasted some and made a creative pizza with amazingly sophisticated tastes and bravada. They rolled out their own dough I’d made earlier and made one themselves to take home. If you wish, check out caramelized onions, bbq chicken, spinach, roasted garlic, feta cheese, roasted butternut squash….. The sky’s the limit! Have your friends over. It’s a lot of prep work so count on friends to help in advance, and taste. Here’s to, cheers to… pizza! Dee

A Happy New Year

I never go out New Years’ Eve since my car was totaled, parked safely on the street, 30 years ago. That was an original VW Bug and they sheared the left front tire from the axle. Luckily I knew the best Bug guy in town and he fixed me up and just said “don’t turn too far left or it’ll hit the fuel line and you’ll blow up.” Oh, thanks, that’s good to know.

This year, we did go to a lovely dinner early New Years’ Day and brought dessert and got to talk to old friends, hang out with young kids and a new dog. We got to bed before ten and were exhausted!

Well, I’m a bit late but Happy New Year!

I do not make resolutions like lose ten pounds by March. I consider the new year a tabula rasa, a blank slate, on which I wish to do this year. I know what I/we have to do, just not yet what I wish to accomplish for our long-term future.

This means something to me. If I can use expertise in my areas to make things click in my husband’s areas of work and our partnership is good, the sky’s the limit.

Yes, I believe in him and wish him to enjoy and excel at work and be great with our family as well. We come from different realms in college education but are similar when it comes to change and ways to effect change. Santa brings him here every year! Happy 2016, Dee

 

 

 

 

 

Culinary Inspirations

While I wait for the cream to get cold and mixer bowl and whisk for a trifle layer to deliver to an early dinner this evening I think of things. No room in the freezer but it’s 20 degrees outside so that’s where they are. Don’t worry, the cream is in an insulated bag.

Happy New Year! We’re all a year older and hopefully wiser.

I saw two episodes of “At The Table With…” that resonated with me. The first was Daniel Bouloud. He was a young chef when I was in cooking school and demonstrated his fish wrapped in thin layers of potato and pan-fried. He was remarkable. That was 28 years ago.

The next was Norman van Aken, a chef from Florida who started cooking early and rose through the ranks. He was a reader of literature, one chef said he had to read cookbooks, and cookbooks are literature to me, check my list. Start with James Beard, and he did. I cooked for our final exam at the James Beard House with family upstairs in his bedroom. Chef van Aken’s first cookbook was James Beard’s Theory and Practice of Good Cooking.

I have that in my library, lent it out and never got it back. I bought another. This out of print book is my gift to every young couple as a wedding present.

Knowledge is power. That’s why I tell my husband the difference between baking soda and baking powder. Today as I prepare trifle for a dinner this evening as a host gift I told him about cream/cold, egg whites/no fat, clean bowl and room temperature.

He’s a physicist so understands science. I will also leave him Harold McGee’s On Food and Cooking and my culinary library. In the past few weeks he’s learned pancakes, spaetzle and homemade fettucini. He loves science and machines. Even the hand-cranked pasta machine.

After James Beard House, since I had family in town they gave me all the leftovers, which I happily re-heated, revamped and served at a large family and neighborhood get-together brunch.

Dad always said we spent too much time talking about food. He had good food prepared by women. It is a staple of life. That it is tasty and healthy for all concerned is my job at home. Cooking school just helped me get there. Dad cooks now, and not just pancakes on Sunday. Cheers and Happy New Year! Dee

Trifle

Yikes, I’ve only a day to think it through. Last year for the dinner I made a full-fat version of it with layers of pound cake, whipped cream and tons of berries.

Then I made one with angel food cake, nonfat Greek vanilla yogurt and tons of berries. Which to choose?

We’ve two young girls this year so I was thinking of making individual parfaits for them with graham cracker crumbs, vanilla yogurt and berries. If they were here I’d teach them layering but I’ll just make them before we depart to meet our friends.

For the adults I could mix it up and do angel food cake and whipped cream, or the opposite.

Oh, forget it, it’s New Years’ Day and time to renounce all those dietary restrictions!

Snow was melting today and now it’s quite cold. Our neighbor was without heat for two days so we lent him our portable heater.

For the first time in years we have icicles about 4′ long over our balcony. On the glass, there are also some coming up. Stalagtites and stalgmites.

I wanted to finish the trifle today and keep it outside (there’s no room in the frig for a trifle dish). Now I know it will freeze and the glass will break and everything will be ruined.

Dear husband, the physicist says, why don’t you make it, place the vessel in one of our many insulated bags and place it in your car in our underground garage where the temps are near refrigerator temps and not what grows 4′ icicles.

What a great idea. That is the plan. Happy New Year! Dee

 

Gibbs

Mark Harmon. Gibbs, NCIS. It’s taken a while for me to figure out this dilemma. I’ve been watching a marathon about your rules.

It’s a dollop of Gibbs and a jigger of McGee and that is my husband of 12 years. Add a splash of Abby and that’s him. My love, the physicist, software engineer and someone who would love Abby’s lab, that’s what I’m talking about.

I don’t know all Gibbs’ rules, only mine, and ours. If my husband is in danger I can turn to and would learn to be Ziva to protect him and our old dog Zoe, who has now taken my place on the bed. Gibbs, do you have a rule number for an old dog taking your place on the bed? If so, I hope it deals with love. Dee

Friends and Tech

For a few years we’ve been invited to an intimate event with friends who are still neighbors albeit a few blocks away. We enjoy these New Years dinners with the hosts, family and friends.

Last year at another dinner here everyone had their cell phone out on the coffee table, and they laughed at mine, which was seven years old when I turned it in for something very new and swank. That was two weeks ago and I don’t even know how to access it or put in my password or thumb print. But their phones will not laugh at me anymore. Now the phone’s owners can laugh with me on how inept I am right now.

I already know what they want for dessert, trifle, so will change it up a bit and see what German goodies my Dad sent to me and make it a trifle or a bread pudding. We’ll see where my culinary goodness comes in.

Their dog Jake was a dog worth working for ’til the end. I took him out from time to time and his family, even after his death, has embraced me and my husband. I poured water over his favorite tree in the park and said a prayer. My old dog and I pass that tree every day and I think of our times together.

Now they’ve a new pup I’ve yet to meet. We miss the old ones but always look forward to the new pups. Tradition, and life. That’s it, folks. Dee

ps I always place water on that tree for Wurli as well. He was a sweet old dog. D

 

The Three Amigos

Yes, that’s us. Husband, dog Zoe and me. It was his birthday so we had to celebrate. I did make him a nice dinner but his birthday present was………

an apple. If you ever saw the film with Steve Martin, Martin Short and Chevy Chase you would know that there was a villain named El Guapo.

Once El Guapo asked if he had a “plethora of pinatas.” I bought my husband one apple I’ve never seen before. It is a pinata. If he likes it, perhaps we’ll have a plethora of pinatas! Happy holidays, Dee

So Christmas is Over

So said two little boys yesterday morning, after they showed me their din0-bots they were holding while out walking with their parents and grandparents.

We were out walking the dog, who they love. “So Christmas is over.” I was looking at a toy I’d never seen or heard of (getting old is a bummer) and replied “Christmas is all day long. You get to hang out with your folks and grandparents and have a great meal.” I don’t think at their ages they got it, but their family did.

We had a quiet day, nice breakfast, snack for lunch and a dinner my husband wanted that didn’t turn out as well as last time. I was afraid of overseasoning and I underseasoned instead. It was chicken and artichoke hearts in a minimal Alfredo sauce. We’ll do the pesto and fresh homemade pasta tomorrow for lunch. If you celebrated, hope you enjoyed the entire day, not just presents. Dee

ps Perhaps that’s why our parents started getting family gifts, populating our basement with a racetrack, ping pong, air hockey…. so we’d have something to do out in the middle of nowhere while they rested from all night of “some assembly required.” dee

Enjoy!

I couldn’t sleep. Santa arrived yesterday afternoon after delighting neighborhood kids. God bless him. Our neighbor wore a stifling suit and still came by to see us (husband and dog were on a long walk) but needed to go home and get out of that suit.

He brought gifts for the nordic kids. He arrived two weeks ago to give us boughs from his tree (that was our gift) and I went to storage and brought some memories mostly of my husband and me as I’ve tried to get us ornaments each year from wherever we were.

Today I’m making breakfast, we’ll try homemade pasta for lunch with basil/parsley pesto with lemon,and potatoes, then home-made spaetzle with chicken and artichokes in a cream sauce for dinner.

Roasted nuts, butternut squash soup, pasta with chicken, then cheesecake.  That says holiday to me. Have a wonderful day! Dee