Stuffed Chicken Breasts with Brussel Sprouts and Fingerling Potatoes

Stuffed Chicken and stuff

Mr. X is awfully good at making me delicious foodstuffs. Of course, because I am forgetful, I didn’t have my laptop all weekend and am only getting around to writing about it now. Saturday night, before the Christmas Explosion party, and after I had finished my ghetto Christmas present embroidery, he made a tasty and remarkably uncomplicated dinner with three different kinds of meat. Yay meat! I took notes and pictures.

Continue reading Stuffed Chicken Breasts with Brussel Sprouts and Fingerling Potatoes

Friday Cookies: Ginger-not-so-snaps (or, my first time with molasses)

gingersnaps 

When I first set myself to the cookie challenge, I knew eventually I would come across a cookie I was a little less than fond of. And this morning, there it was: the gingersnap. This is a least-favored nation kind of cookie. I have never liked gingersnaps. I kind of, actually, hate them.

But in my own twisted inclination to stick to arbitrary rules, and in the recognition that other people do, in fact, like these cookies, and that in this season of giving I could probably always give them away, I figured what the hell. Gingersnaps here I come.

Continue reading Friday Cookies: Ginger-not-so-snaps (or, my first time with molasses)

Penne Puttanesca

puttanesca

Puttanesca is one of those classic sauces that I’ve always thought would be tasty, but avoided for one reason or another. The reason in this case was anchovies. The only anchovies I’ve ever eaten have been in caesar salad, where they’re really almost indetectable. Oh, and of course once, when the boys at the Bella put one on a pizza I ordered. That was kind of them.

But besides the anchovies, it sounded right up my alley: simple, cheap ingredients, spicy AND salty, and full of capers and olives, two of my favorite things. After reading about it in the Globe last week, I thought that this was finally the time. The time to buy some anchovies.

Continue reading Penne Puttanesca

Frijoles Refritos, con tortillas

frijoles refritos  

I realized the other day that the only Spanish I know is food-related vocabulary.

Yes, the big pot of beans I made Saturday night were refrito-ed on Sunday, and I also decided, while I had lard and everything, to go ahead and make tortillas, too. It was really a much easier project than I was anticipating.

Refrito-ed doesn’t actually mean refried. (Well, refrito-ed doesn’t actually mean anything at all.) It means they are overcooked, not fried twice. I guess it has something to do with the fact that “re-” as a prefix in Spanish is primarily used to add emphasis, and to indicate that there’s been extra-whatever happening. Wow, I’m bad at explaining grammar type stuffs. Anyway, my understanding of this meant that I just had to cook the crap out of those beans, which is pretty much what I did.

Buying lard really was kind of a funny experience, as detailed by the Paupered Chef guys. It was from their fish taco making post that I took my recipe for tortillas. They really weren’t difficult to make at all, which surprised me. The whole bean and tortilla process took about an hour, and that included doing all the dishes.

Continue reading Frijoles Refritos, con tortillas

The Paupered Chef drinks toddies, too!

hot toddy goodness 

Winters in Boston are rough, especially for a California girl like me. One thing that has made the last three years easier is the hot toddy. I had my first toddy the night of the first snowstorm my first winter in Boston, and it’s been true love ever since. The Crystal and I have experimented with other Winter Mascot Beverages, but nothing else matches the sublime simplicity of the toddy.

I think I actually squealed with glee when I saw that The Paupered Chef featured some toddies last week. And they have it totally right: when you’re cold and grouchy and feeling less than awesome, nothing beats a toddy for knocking the bad right out of you.

Over the years I have come to believe strongly that the simpler, the better when it comes to the toddy. I’m not a big fan of tea-based toddies (although, for some reason, I’ve never thought to try Constant Comment, which might actually be awesome). Just straight up hot water is best, because the other flavors are kind of strong on their own. About a tablespoon or so of honey, a shot of whiskey (I’m a fan of Jameson’s), and a slice of lemon, just squeezed a little bit. And awesomeness ensues!

When I was in New York we went to Dean & Deluca’s (and I was envious yet again of all those lucky bastards who live in New York), and I decided to by some fancy ass honey–wild Maine raspberry, from bee raw. I wasn’t sure it would really make a difference, but holy hell! It really did. It adds a creamier, more interestingly sweet taste–not as cloying as clover honey can be. So freaking good.

I love toddies. I love them to death. They are my hero.

Frijoles de la Olla

frijoles de la olla

Back when the internets were in their infancy, in the days before blogger, people used to keep web journals. When I was in college I was addicted to a few of them, and read them pretty much daily. (I even had one, myself, and the HTML was a programmer’s nightmare). Mimi, Lan, Melty, La Malinchista–these web presences who sometimes felt so close to me it was odd to remember that we’d never even had a conversation. People discussed everything from academics to politics to what they cooked for dinner.

This recipe was one of my college favorites–cheap, tasty, easy, and providing enough food to last for weeks. La Malinchista posted it to her web journal, and I still have the printout from the page in my ridiculously vast recipe folder. I haven’t made it in years, but when Dmitri and I started talking about green chili and making burritos at the JJ, I decided I would have to pull out the big pot and make frijoles again. This time, though, I’ll be taking this whole project a step further: Frijoles Refritos.

Continue reading Frijoles de la Olla

La Malinchista’s Frijoles de la Olla

It’s my birthday, and I’m making a big pot of beans. I learned to make beans not from my grandma, or an auntie, or even anyone I know in person. I learned to make beans from a lady on the internet. La Malinchista posted a funny recipe on her web journal (the forerunner to blogs, really), and I still have a copy I printed in college. Thank goodness, because La Malinchista seems to have disappeared from the internets. I have tried and tried to find some sign of La Malinchista’s continued presence on the interwebs, but thus far have had no luck. The following is her original piece on the frijoles, printed straight from her old site.

What you need

* a big olla, meaning a dutch oven or other big 5 quart/5 liter pan (frijoles de la olla, get it?). never make less than this. I don’t know why; it’s just not right. always make a lot.
* a big bag of pinto beans (not black beans, not kidney beans, not lima beans) at the market. Not those wimpy little 1 lb. bags…find at least a 2 or 5 lb. bag. beans are a commitment, remember.
* a medium sized onion
* salt and pepper
* garlic cloves as indicated below: 5 cloves = you’re married or living together, 4 cloves = committed relationship and you’ll both be eating the beans -OR- dating a mexican or italian person, 3 cloves = single person, no date in the foreseeable future, 2 cloves = single person, no date tonight, 1 clove = haven’t been laid in months but there’s always hope (use your judgement here, of course, and ignore my smartass comments. i always use 4-5 cloves regardless…)

Okay, let’s get cooking…

pick the day. beans can take anywhere from 3 – 4 hours to cook, depending on the amount cooked, and the particulars of your stove. and you know, third grade fire science, means pick a day when you can stay home and keep an eye on the stove. the best way, i think, is to cook a medium amount over a very low flame for a long time, usually 3 – 3 1/2 hours. you can speed it up by cooking over a medium flame for 2 hours, but i don’t recommend it. part of the fun is torturing yourself with anticipation with the smell of cooking beans all afternoon.

wash the beans. dump a bunch into your olla, about an inch or inch-and-a-half deep on the bottom of the pan. in my five-quart olla, i used ~4 cups of beans (about a pound). now run water into the pan and jiggle the beans around to rinse them good. watch for an occasional rock or tweaked bean. drain and refill with fresh water, almost to the top of the pan.

peel and add the garlic gloves. peel the outermost skin off the onion, cut into quarters, and drop into the pan. now add salt and pepper. and that’s about it! some folks add all sorts of things at this point from bacon to cilantro to peppers, but i’m a big purist, and i think just the simple fresh beans are best by themselves. you can always dress up leftovers later if you’re so inclined.

heat over a high flame til the pot is boiling, then turn it way down to a simmer and cover. let it simmer for a couple of hours. check on it occasionally, just to make sure the beans are still covered in water and that your kitchen hasn’t burned down. you can salt and pepper them again, but do not let them run out of water!

your house/apartment/whatever will soon start to smell really good. the onions and garlic will literally dissolve into the bean juice. the beans will soften, and eventually start to break apart. that’s how you know they’re done.

simple, huh? you can serve up a big bowl as an entree, actually, with a hunk of fresh bread, or corn tortillas and fresh queso (cheese). the bread is good for sopping up bean juice, which must be full of all those vitamins and stuff. or you can serve it as a side dish with arroz con pollo or some other good food. i’ve been making them as an entree lately mostly for convenience sake. but my grandma would have a fit if she knew, ‘cuz no meal’s a meal without a slab of meat.

enjoy!

Friday Cookies: Cranberry, Orange, and Chocolate Chip Goodness

Cranberry, Orange, and Chocolate Chip Cookies

‘Tis Friday, which means Slashfood’s Cookie of the Week. Yay for cookies! (That is what my housemates said as they rushed out of the door this morning. They are stoked about this cookie thing.)

This week: Cranberry, Orange, and Dark Chocolate Chip. Oh christ, they are good. They are rich and buttery, and the orange and cranberry add this bright, tangy awesomeness. And beating the butter and sugar together without an electric mixer gave me a little bit of an upper-body workout. Sweet. Keep reading for the recipe…

Continue reading Friday Cookies: Cranberry, Orange, and Chocolate Chip Goodness

Chicken Chipotle Chili

The alliteration wunderkind strikes again!

 So, I have this recipe file that dates back to, oh, 1989. When I was 10. Yes, I’ve always been food crazed. Most of them are things I’ve never cooked: some family recipes, some things pulled from magazines and newspapers, or sent to me by friends. I thought it would be fun to go through and selectively try some of these out, and on this freaking cold ass day, chili sounded perfect.

Continue reading Chicken Chipotle Chili

The Science of Food Stuffs

Harold McGee, the author of On Food and Cooking, has a new column in the NY Times: The Curious Cook. I’ve been slowly trying to get my way through On Food and Cooking. It’s really a cool book if you’re interested in knowing what happens to food when cooks do various cooking things to it, and I think that if I manage to read the whole thing I’ll be a better cook. That’s the theory anyway. It’s kind of dense, though.

This new column could be a way to get the McGee goodness in smaller, more palatable doses. I’ll still try to do battle with the book, though–it will be defeated!