February 23, 2015
NOTE: I just discovered this post in my “drafts” folder; not sure why it never got posted, but here ’tis. And yes, I am still very much enjoying the peas and corn, particularly during this miserable cold, icy weather we’re presently having.
Part of the “puttin’ up” adventure of the summer just past involved putting significant quantities of corn and peas in the freezer, along with a copious amount of tomatoes in jars. We’ll address tomatoes later; for now, let me focus on corn and peas.
I love a purple hulled pea. Purely love it. I enjoy the quiet, peaceful rhythm of shelling them, particularly if everything is arranged in and near your lap while you’re watching baseball on TV. I love the earthy, nutty taste, tinged with a bit of salt and a bit of fat, when they’re cooked with a scrap piece of ham, or, in a pinch, with a couple of slices of bacon. I love, particularly, to pair that taste with the bright zing of tomato relish, and the buttery richness of a slab of cornbread.
That constituted my dinner more than a few times this summer. Well, with a sliced tomato.
February 21, 2015
It’s been a foul week, weather-wise, although I’ve done a good bit of cooking, including this most exceptional pizza last night.
It was slumber party and binge TV watching last night at Chez Brockwell, as Child C and AGC2 came down to spend the weekend, being that their heater is out at home. So I asked what the thundering herd wanted for dinner, andi the answer was pizza.
February 17, 2015
Early predictions were that this would be the Mother of All Winters, with wave after wave of snow crashing down upon us, with polar vortices that would make normal Minnesota winters look tropical.
The average temperature in January was 47. This did not abate the hysteria that reigned in advance of the first frozen precipitation of the year, which fell on northeastern Arkansas on the evening of Feb. 15.
The winter scare was just delayed, they told us. We were going to get ALL this saved-up winter weather at One Time. We were going to get from 6 to 12 inches of snow, and maybe some ice, too, for good measure. It was going to be frigid for at least a decade, and the ice in the streets would never, never melt. Dinosaurs would return. Civilization as we know it would vanish. Quick, go buy all the milk, bread and eggs you can, because the only way to stave off the frozen holocaust is French toast!
February 13, 2015
Above would be my very first attempt at a King cake.
I don’t know yet how it tastes. But isn’t it PRETTY? I was kinda proud.
February 10, 2015
First off. I don’t have a photo of the finished product of this. Because I am not only an idiot, I was obviously a hungry idiot, and failed to take one.
Do not let this influence your decision to procure the makings and make this. First, it’s about the easiest 30-minute dinner you can make. Second, it’s healthy. Third, it’s good (albeit it might have been a tad better had I been somewhat more circumspect with the sriracha). Fourth, it’s cheap.
I had a bag of frozen shrimp residing in the freezer that were really needing to be used. I had rice noodles. I had a variety of Asian condiments. I had dry roasted peanuts. Bingo!
February 9, 2015
One of the great culinary comfort experiences is the meat loaf sandwich. The humble assemblage of leftovers is the stuff of hangover cures, quick lunches, and something to chase the winter chill.
And I have made the best meatloaf sandwich there is to be had. This very day.
February 4, 2015
I have been neither in the cooking nor the writing mode, except for making three dozen Mickey Mouse waffles for Amazing Grandchild 3’s second birthday party this past weekend. That was pretty cool.
Child B has become smarter, or more realistic, since the blowout second birthday party for AGC 1, almost two years ago now, when we made all sorts of themed food, cut cheese slices out with Mickey cookie cutters, and made Mickey-shaped sugar cookies to ice and decorate. This one, billed as “Breakfast with Mickey,” featured waffles and fruit, blueberry muffins, and cupcakes in take-home boxes as party favors.
Feed those kids some carbs!