May 2007 – The Kitchen Illiterate

Pizza Chronicles, Part Five: A Field Guide to Pizza Excellence?

Red Pepper and Spinach Pizza

Our house is right on the main road running through Jamaica Plain, a road traveled at most hours of the day and night by buses and trucks that can’t take the windier and narrower alternate route into Boston. Very noisy buses and trucks. My bedroom windows are situated in such as way as to really effectively transmit that noise right from the street level straight to my bed. It’s truly amazing, a real feat of engineering! What this means for a light sleeper like myself is that once summer’s arrived and the windows are open, I’m woken up every morning at 4.30, when the first bus rumbles by, electonically squawking “Route 39, Forest Hills to Back Bay, Route 39.” Lately, various mental stresses and strains have preventing me falling right back to sleep, and this morning I said to myself, “F*&% it, I’m just getting up! Hell, the sun’s already up! Why not me?”

This explains why, by the time I got the DMV at 8.30 am, I was already grouchy.

There is no group of people in this world better skilled at causing ladies to want to yell lots of swears and weep copiously than the fine people at the Chinatown branch of the Massachusetts DMV. Needless to say, I found myself in a bureaucratic hell spiral for most of the morning, gaping incredulously at the lack of logic and competence around me.

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Portabello and Chickpea Toasted Spaghetti

I saw something in Vegetarian Times the other day that completely intrigued me: a recipe for spaghetti that involved toasting it, then cooking it in broth until the broth is absorbed, risotto-like. Clotilde, at Chocolate & Zucchini, actually shared something similar last year, and I’d experimented with it with good results. The VT recipe used a technique that differs just a little from Clotilde’s–the pasta is toasted in the oven, rather than in a skillet stovetop, and the stock is flavored with all kinds of yumminess. Of course, I changed the VT recipe up a little bit–their’s calls for spinach and tomato paste, neither of which I have.

To be honest, I feel like this lacks a little something, for which I have to blame myself, since I didn’t really follow the recipe. The chickpea to spaghetti ratio in my version was way off, which I predicted and yet did nothing to mitigate. I let myself believe that you can’t go wrong with lots of chickpeas, but in this instance, they just overpowered everything else. And I can’t really tell if the too-spiciness is due to overuse of red pepper flakes, or the fact that I substituted a bit of salsa for the tomato paste. Hm. Regardless, the method is certainly worth experimenting with, and I think a better ingredient balance would be very easy to attain.

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Andouille Sausage Cornbread

I woke up this morning with an intense craving. The other day I read Laurent’s post about sausage cornbread and I couldn’t stop thinking of it. It had to happen, and today was the day. The day of sausage.

It seemed a shame, as Mr. X had finally remembered to bring home more of the awesome bacon. I considered whether this sausage cornbread could become bacon cornbread, but the allure of the meaty sausage was too much for me. The bacon would have to wait. I rushed right out to the market for provisions, and left Mr. X sleeping and unsuspecting.

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Waiter, there’s something in my eye…

Stuffed Peppers

Those are tears, because this dinner is not only my entry in this month’s WTSIM event, but our sad good bye dinner to our dear, loved, and lovely housemate, Alex, who is graduating from law school today and setting out for Texas and lawyering. We decided to pull out all the stops with much prosecco and mojitos, and a great big celebratory dinner. I decided on stuffed peppers because I’d been thinking of them for weeks, and they were sufficiently elegant and could easily be made sans meat for our non-meateating Alex.

They were quite a hit, and I must say one of the best things to have graced our kitchen table in recent months. Sure, I spent two hours in the kitchen, but they were relatively leisurely hours and all the my pains were quickly forgotten as we moved into our second bottle of prosecco, and our third toast to all of the ginormous changes coming up in all of our lives.

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Homemade Tortilla Chips and a Smoky Kitchen

Chippity Chips

Last night was a little bit of a stove top disaster zone. I have been perpetually jet lagged since returning from San Francisco, and hence my thinking hasn’t been so clear. At the market after work I bought salsa, but no chips, and didn’t exactly plan out a dinner very well. And in my fuzzy headedness I thought it would be a great idea to make my own tortilla chips. We had a bag of corn tortillas in the refrigerator that no one was going to use, and I’ve never really done it before, so hey! Why not pick a time when I can barely think? Hoorah!

I created the most smokiest kitchen I’ve ever been in in my life.

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Because Who Doesn’t Like Talking About Themselves

Lisa over at La Mia Cucina, one of my daily reads, posted a fun and highly informative interview on Monday, and then asked her readers to join in the fun. Anyone interested could declare themselves, and she would send five questions to them in exchange for them doing the same for others. Passing on the chain of sharing, so to speak. I loved reading about how Lisa wanted to be an ichthyologist when she was younger (really? Sharks?) and since I love answering random questions, and thought it would be a fun way to get to know some of my other readers (if you exist…) I had to sign myself up.

Lisa promptly sent me five questions this morning. And here for your voyeuristic and entertainment edification, my answers:

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Roasted Red Pepper Risotto–risotto with kick!

Roasted Red Pepper Risotto

I found this recipe on Group Recipes, and for some reason their predictive logorithmic thingies suggested I wouldn’t like it. How could I not like this? I mean, it’s risotto. And it’s excellent. I had never considered flavoring the stock with anything, but I’m now convinced it’s the best risotto idea going. This risotto had a great kick from the cayenne and cumin, which balanced nicely with the sweetness of the roasted red peppers. Brilliant! And for once I did not over spice. It was also my first vegetarian risotto, made with the vegetable stock I made last week, so even Alex got to share. Crystal thinks it’s the best risotto yet.

I did change it up just a little tiny bit from the original recipe–I added the butter at the end, instead of cooking the leeks in it, as suggested. And I added the roasted red peppers nearer the end of the risotto cooking process, as well. Oh, and I used a bit of white wine to start it off. I can’t follow directions.

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I heart San Francisco the most

Pile o’ Crabs

Three days in San Francisco is just not enough for me. Hell, three weeks in San Francisco wouldn’t really be enough for me–I want nothing more than to move back there, and I would prefer not to have to wait too long.

Mr. X and I spent the weekend in San Francisco for a friend’s wedding–the first of my college friends to get married. It was a lovely wedding which involved way too much vodka and champagne, but best of all this weekend reconfirmed for me that it is the city where I belong. I love the energy of San Francisco, and the diversity. I love the plentitude of coffeeshops and taquerias. I love the bars and the thrift shops and the bookstores. After a Boston winter, I love the variety of fresh, local produce that’s so much easier to find, and I love the fact that a delicious dinner out doesn’t have to cost over $100.

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Chocolate, Stawberries, and Sparkling Wine and the Whole Day is Better

Chocolate Zabaglione and Strawberries

Last Friday, I had a crappy, crappy day. One of those “I woke up this grouchy” days. Despite gorgeous spring weather (we’re actually getting spring this year in Boston!) and working only a half day and the fact that it was Friday, I just felt like booty all day. And Crystal, who didn’t start out the day pissed, sure ended it that way when she was stuck in traffic for an hour and a half on the way home from work. What did we need to rectify this crapaliciousness? Sparkling wine and dessert.

Crystal picked up a lovely Cava on the way home, and I pondered and pondered what to make. Something light, because it was hot out. Something that would work with fizzy wine. Something that wouldn’t make us feel like heifers after a week of too much beer. What to do, what to do? Well, once again, it was Giada to the rescue. Continue reading Chocolate, Stawberries, and Sparkling Wine and the Whole Day is Better

Kalamata Olive and Brie Pizza: A Pizza Inspired by the Marketing Department Can Be Good

Kalamata Olive and Brie Pizza

Last week I saw a post on Slashfood describing an Olive and Brie pizza, devised by the marketing department at Lindsay Olives. It immediately struck me as an interesting combination of flavors and something I would definitely have to try, only without the Lindsay Olives because I just don’t see the point of those bland, canned black olives. And my friends, let me tell you, this was a little bit unreal, that’s how good it was. The saltiness of the kalamatas meld with the smoothness of the brie and the slightly sweet sourness of the mustard to create something wholly unique and satisfying. Crystal brought home an unbelievably good prosecco, too, which complemented this pizza like they were made for each other.

This was a night of celebratory mourning (whatever that means) as it was the series finale of Gilmore Girls. Thus our weekly date of dinner and Gilmores, ongoing for at least two years, comes to an end, right before Alex leaves us, and as we move into Crystal’s last summer in Boston. Fitting somehow, or am I being sentimental?

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