What Can You Do with Beluga Lentils?

Swordfish and Beluga Lentils

My trips to Trader Joe’s are few and far between. So when they add cool new stuff to their shelves, I don’t usually know about it until it’s not exactly cool and new anymore, at least not to anyone but me. I don’t know how long they’ve been selling pre-cooked black Beluga lentils, but I saw them and I had to have them. They look so unique and intriguing, like caviar or little shiny pebbles. But what does one do with lentils?

For some reason, I expected them to taste different from other lentils. Yeah, I’m not always the most logical person. They tasted like lentils, and hence, were not at their best as a side dish. A little dry. A little boring. Thankfully, the swordfish and Moroccan-seasoned vegetables I ate them with were plenty flavorful on their own. And I used the leftovers to make a chicken, lentil, and green bean salad that was more delicious than I expected, so not all of those beautiful, gleaming black lentils were wasted.

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Disaster-free Pizzas At Last! Thank You, Smitten Kitchen!

Zucchini Pizza Crust

My time back in the kitchen has been inordinately devoted to pizza, and for this, I have to profusely thank Deb of Smitten Kitchen, one of my all-time favorite food bloggers. A few weeks ago she wrote a post outlining 10 ways to make pizza in the kitchen a bit less painful. And the two pizzas I’ve made in the last two weeks? They have been perfect, all thanks to the parchment paper.

Such a simple thing, really, I could kick myself for not thinking of it sooner. Forming the pizza on parchment paper makes it much, much easier to slide into the oven, without that maddening crust-folding, pizza-sticking frustration that caused countless tantrums in my kitchen. And it doesn’t diminish the pizza’s crust-crisping capabilities one bit! It is like my months upon months of experimentation and rage have been wiped away with one brush of Deb’s capable hands and smarty pants kitchen ways. I am so grateful.

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Cooking some fish in Barcelona

Miss Crystal, former recipient of all my culinary experiments, insisted that I cook her multiple dinners during our time in Barcelona. A more than fair price for her and her housemates’ generosity in letting us sleep in their living room for nine days. So we took a trip to the Boqueria and waiting for inspiration to strike. There is no better place for kitchen inspiration than the Boqueria. We went in there with no idea what to cook, and as we wandered and pondered (ha! I’m a poet!), we seemed to stumble upon what we wanted seconds after we thought of them. “Perhaps some fish? Oooh, look, there are hundreds! Some fresh pasta? Wow, look, they’re making it right there!” If only all my shopping excursions were like that.

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Back from Barcelona and Missing the Boqueria

I can hardly believe how quickly my ten days in Barcelona passed. Coming back to Boston…well, I’ll be honest. It was a bit of a let down. Barcelona is just so coooool. The streets, the people, the food, the cava (and cava, and more cava), the bars, everything just overwhelmed me with awesome. We stayed with a friend in the Barri Gotic, the old part of the Barcelona, which is all narrow, windy streets, old buildings, sweet little bars tucked into tiny corners, walking into unexpected plazas, people watching on the Ramblas, and best of all, the Boqueria. We were only a few blocks away and we visited more than a few times.

The Boqueria is a sensory overload of smells, colors, people, and food items you’ve never seen before. The closest thing to it I’ve seen in the States is the Ferry Plaza Marketplace and Farmers’ Market, but even that isn’t even close. The Boqueria seems to mirror the area in which it’s situated: a labyrinth of narrow aisles that twist and turn and make it very easy to get lost among the jamon. But I could think of worse places to be lost.

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