Wednesday, April 22, 2015

I made dessert!!

I am not a baker. Mostly it's because I have a hard time following directions so precisely. Now, I know that might surprise some people because I tend to be a fairly precise person but there's something rebellious that rises in me when a piece of paper is telling me what to do. I can't help it!

When I cook, I don't usually follow recipes. I use them as a starting point, a suggestion, a source of inspiration. As you can see from the recipes I've posted so far, they all say, "adapted from" or "based on" or something of that sort because I never follow a recipe exactly. First off, I very rarely measure anything, I eyeball it instead.

And that does not work well when baking. It needs to be more precise than that, especially if you are not  a regular baker.

However, as I was getting ready for Sunday dinner this past weekend, my mother posted a picture and video of a dessert on Facebook. I didn't look at the video until I saw the next day that a friend of mine had used her post to make an afternoon dessert and posted a picture that looked just like the one my mother had posted. I was intrigued so I watched the little video and it looked so simple!

I have said before that I rarely serve dessert with dinner but this weekend I did. Look!!
That was before they went into the oven.

Here's what they looked like when I took them out. Unfortunately, I didn't get a picture of them nicely presented on a pretty plate & dusted in powdered sugar but I had put my phone away by then.

Of course I didn't follow the recipe/video exactly. I used mango preserves instead of the recommended apricot because I could not find apricot jam or preserves without high fructose corn syrup and I didn't feel like going to multiple stores. Also, I doubled the recipe, which meant the time it took to "cook" the apples in water and lemon juice was a lot longer. You'll see in the video, it says to put the apple slices in the water and microwave for 3 minutes. It took about 9 minutes to do the double batch. Whatever you do, just make sure the slices are cooked enough to be soft and "rollable". You'll see why.

Here's the video: Baked Apple Flowers

I was amazed at how easy these were. A bit time consuming but really pretty simple and everybody loved them. They weren't too sweet, they were just the right size for a small dessert after dinner and I served them with plain vanilla ice cream. 

As an added bonus: Panda decided to have a porter float to go along with her dessert, which was also a big hit: pour any porter or other very dark beer into a tall glass - don't fill it all the way! It will overflow - then add a couple of scoops of vanilla ice cream and enjoy! 

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Professor More-Right had a birthday

Professor More-Right is brilliant. I've already told you that much. However, sometimes brilliance isn't enough to keep you from doing something less than genius. I have also told you that our dear professor is talented in the kitchen and we all especially love his pizza dough. Sometimes though, it's easier to just pop a frozen pizza in the oven and call it a day.

One evening a while back, Professor More-Right went for the frozen pizza. But instead of taking it out of its packaging like a normal human, our dear professor used one of his appropriately-sharp-for-a-chef knife to cut the packaging and promptly sliced off the tip of his finger. Yup. You read that right. He sliced off the tip of his finger. Just the tip, though. :-)

He immediately started bleeding. Duh. He grabbed a towel to put pressure on the finger to stop the bleeding. He couldn't get it to stop and, of course, every time he tried to do anything, he had to let go of the towel over the finger and the blood just kept coming. So, of course he decided to call his best friend, the Slovak, for help. Naturally. But to do so, he had to let go to pick up the phone, he had to let go to make the call, etc.

The call went something like this:

Professor, "Hey, what are you doing?"
Slovak, "Not much, just sitting down to eat something. What's up?"
Professor, "Well, I cut my finger. Can you come over?"
Slovak, "Sure."

Yes, they are really that calm.

And so the Slovak went over to the Professor's place to assist. Have you seen the TV show Dexter? Well, that's how the Slovak describes the scene. Lots of blood. Everywhere. From the front door to the kitchen, all over the kitchen, the bathroom, everywhere. It makes sense really. If the finger spurted blood every time Professor More-Right let go, of course there was blood everywhere. He cut the tip of the finger off in the kitchen, went to the bathroom to get a towel, went to get the phone, made the call, had to go to the front door to open it for the Slovak, etc.

Anyway, the Slovak helped to bandage up the now slightly shorter finger and then the boys continued making that damn frozen pizza and ate it like nothing happened.

Everybody at Sunday dinner knows this story and we laugh about it regularly. Even more so once we learned that our professor is part lizard and eventually regrew that finger tip...

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Whenever a regular has a birthday, that person gets to choose the meal. Since it was his birthday last week, Professor More-Right got to choose. He originally wanted meat loaf, mashed potatoes, and some sort of vegetable but after our amazing Southern Fried Sunday, he decided to go with something a little lighter and chose Greek food instead. I love Greek food and so I had a ton of fun with this meal.

I wanted to use a recipe I've been eyeing for years that calls for either quail or partridge. Well, those aren't all that easy to come by so I opted for Game Hens instead. This meant I had to adapt the recipe a bit since game hens are bigger than both partridges and quails.

So, we had spicy broiled game hens, roasted lemon potatoes, a traditional Greek village salad, and rocket salad.
The meal.
Here are the recipes. They are all quite simple. The challenge here was timing. I have a small, ancient oven and so broiling the game hens while also roasting the potatoes was interesting but since we like the potatoes to be a bit crispy, it worked out to put them in the oven while the broiler was on and let them roast at a slightly higher temperature than usual.

(Each recipe is also its own post so you can click on the title of each if you want just the recipe and not this entire post for future reference.)

Spicy Broiled Game Hens

- this recipe is adapted from the Spicy Broiled Quail recipe I found in "The Book of Greek Cooking" by Lesley Mackley

Ingredients:

2 garlic cloves
salt
1 Tablespoon each of ground cumin and coriander
1 small onion, cut into rough chunks
a handful of fresh cilantro
1 teaspoon of cayenne pepper
1/2 cup of good olive oil
4 game hens (cut in half) (1/2 a hen is about enough for one person)
2 - 3 lemons cut into slices for garnish

Directions:

1. Put the first 7 ingredients into a food processor and make a paste. Spread the paste over the game hens (top and bottom). Cover and refrigerate for at least 2 hours.

2. Preheat the broiler.

3. Place the game hen halves on a broiler rack or baking rack and broil, turning every 5 minutes for about 20 minutes until the game hens are slightly charred on the outside.

4. If they're not fully cooked, put them in the oven to bake for an additional 10 to 15 minutes until the juice runs clear when pierced. (Or you can pull back one of the legs to check if there's any pink left.)

5. Serve garnished with lemon slices.

Roasted Lemon Potatoes

Ingredients:
small baby potatoes (I typically estimate about 4 potatoes per person)
1/3 cup to 1/2 cup (or enough to coat) olive oil
lemon juice (about half the amount of oil you used)
a few teaspoons of sea salt
a little less fresh ground pepper
a few tablespoons of dried rosemary

Directions:

1. Cut the potatoes into quarters and put into a large bowl.

2. Add olive oil, lemon juice, sea salt, fresh ground pepper, and rosemary to the potatoes and mix until the potatoes are evenly coated (feel free to use your hands for this - after you wash them, of course).

3. Put the potatoes into a baking dish and bake at 425 for about 30 to 45 minutes. It's fine if there a little crispy, it's actually preferred.

If you're making these at the same time as you are using your broiler and if your oven is heated by the same source as the broiler, that's perfectly fine too. Just check the potatoes after about half an hour and keep an eye on them. When they're soft, they're done.

Rocket Salad

“Rocket” is British for arugula; the Greeks call it roka.

Ingredients:

1 bag of arugula
2 large oranges
1 big chunk of feta cheese
1/3 cup olive oil

Directions:

1. Dump a bag of baby arugula into a large salad bowl or platter.

2. Peel 2 large oranges and cut the sections into bite sized pieces. Sprinkle on the arugula.

3. Cut up a chunk of feta cheese into bite sized pieces and add to the salad.

4. Douse the salad well with olive oil and toss gently. If desired, squeeze some orange juice and or lemon juice over the salad.

Greek Salad

Greek salad does not need to have lettuce. Use the freshest vegetables you can find. If the tomatoes are not in season, it helps to peel them for more flavor.

Ingredients:

4 - 6 tomatoes
2 cucumbers
1 red onion
1 chunk of feta cheese
pitted Kalamata olives (however many you want)
1/3 to 1/2 cup olive oil
1 Tablespoon (or more if you like) dried oregano

Directions:

1. Cut up the tomatoes, cucumbers, and red onion into bite-sized chunks and dump them all into your serving dish.

2. Top the salad with a good chunk of feta cheese and Kalamata olives.

3. Pour olive oil over the top and sprinkle with dried oregano & toss when you serve.

That's it!

As a final note, this was one of Professor More-Right's birthday presents, appropriately gifted by the Slovak.
blood spatter cutting board

As always, Happy Eating! 

Now, who wants leftovers?

Spicy Broiled Game Hens

Spicy Broiled Game Hens

- this recipe is adapted from the Spicy Broiled Quail recipe I found in "The Book of Greek Cooking" by Lesley Mackley

Ingredients:

2 garlic cloves
salt
1 Tablespoon each of ground cumin and coriander
1 small onion, cut into rough chunks
a handful of fresh cilantro
1 teaspoon of cayenne pepper
1/2 cup of good olive oil
4 game hens (cut in half) (1/2 a hen is about enough for one person)
2 - 3 lemons cut into slices for garnish

Directions:

1. Put the first 7 ingredients into a food processor and make a paste. Spread the paste over the game hens (top and bottom). Cover and refrigerate for at least 2 hours.

2. Preheat the broiler.

3. Place the game hen halves on a broiler rack or baking rack and broil, turning every 5 minutes for about 20 minutes until the game hens are slightly charred on the outside.

4. If they're not fully cooked, put them in the oven to bake for an additional 10 to 15 minutes until the juice runs clear when pierced. (Or you can pull back one of the legs to check if there's any pink left.)

5. Serve garnished with lemon slices.

Roasted Lemon Potatoes

Roasted Lemon Potatoes

Ingredients:
small baby potatoes (I typically estimate about 4 potatoes per person)
1/3 cup to 1/2 cup (or enough to coat) olive oil
lemon juice (about half the amount of oil you used)
a few teaspoons of sea salt
a little less fresh ground pepper
a few tablespoons of dried rosemary

Directions:

1. Cut the potatoes into quarters and put into a large bowl.

2. Add olive oil, lemon juice, sea salt, fresh ground pepper, and rosemary to the potatoes and mix until the potatoes are evenly coated (feel free to use your hands for this - after you wash them, of course).

3. Put the potatoes into a baking dish and bake at 425 for about 30 to 45 minutes. It's fine if there a little crispy, it's actually preferred.

If you're making these at the same time as you are using your broiler and if your oven is heated by the same source as the broiler, that's perfectly fine too. Just check the potatoes after about half an hour and keep an eye on them. When they're soft, they're done.

Rocket Salad

Rocket Salad

“Rocket” is British for arugula; the Greeks call it roka.

Ingredients:

1 bag of arugula
2 large oranges
1 big chunk of feta cheese
1/3 cup olive oil

Directions:

1. Dump a bag of baby arugula into a large salad bowl or platter.

2. Peel 2 large oranges and cut the sections into bite sized pieces. Sprinkle on the arugula.

3. Cut up a chunk of feta cheese into bite sized pieces and add to the salad.

4. Douse the salad well with olive oil and toss gently. If desired, squeeze some orange juice and or lemon juice over the salad.

Greek Salad recipe

Greek Salad

Greek salad does not need to have lettuce. Use the freshest vegetables you can find. If the tomatoes are not in season, it helps to peel them for more flavor.

Ingredients:

4 - 6 tomatoes
2 cucumbers
1 red onion
1 chunk of feta cheese
pitted Kalamata olives (however many you want)
1/3 to 1/2 cup olive oil
1 Tablespoon (or more if you like) dried oregano

Directions:

1. Cut up the tomatoes, cucumbers, and red onion into bite-sized chunks and dump them all into your serving dish.

2. Top the salad with a good chunk of feta cheese and Kalamata olives.

3. Pour olive oil over the top and sprinkle with dried oregano & toss when you serve.

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

The players (or, more accurately, the eaters)

In every good story there are interesting characters. Sunday dinner is no different. The regulars are a pretty colorful group. One of the things I love most about these people is that we all have different interests, different jobs, different lives but we all appreciate each other and each other's company. We are a graphic designer, a realtor, a lawyer, a professor, a coffee shop manager, a school teacher, a daycare provider, and a tech industry something or other (I'm not savvy in that world...), and a mediator.

Now, let me introduce you to these amazing people:

First, there's Panda. She's not a real panda. Obviously. She doesn't look like a panda either for that matter, being a human, non-furry ultra-marathon runner and all. She got the nickname on a camping trip a few years ago when someone decided that she was as lovable and unique as a panda. And it stuck. She's also one of my closest, dearest friends.

Then we have the boys. They are best friends. They are also grown men but they are basically a package deal so they're "the boys". They are both deeply disturbed but in a good way, you know what I mean? No? Ah, well, they're not really all that disturbed if you're speaking in relative terms. They do have a lock on 14-year-old-boy humor though, which might contribute to their being referred to as "the boys". Anyway, they are a Slovak (and his dog) and Professor More-Right.

The Slovak - I'm calling him that because somehow he has managed to escape a nickname and he is indeed Slovakian - is a realtor by profession and he is very good at it, being a charming funny guy and all. He is also very much a creature of habit so he was the first to choose a seat at the table and never change it. Never. Even I have occasionally (okay, once) changed my seat to accommodate a new guest but not this guy. Always the same spot.

Professor More-Right is actually a real professor, although More-Right is not his name. It's what we call him because he's (nearly) always more right than anyone else. Also, if you ever want to know any kind of trivia, ask him. If I were ever on a "Who Wants to be a Millionaire" type of game-show, he would be my phone-a-friend every time. The man is brilliant. I call his brain a hoarder brain.

The Irish One. Well, she's Irish. She's been in the States for over 20 years and people still sometimes have a hard time understanding her. I have often acted as a translator for her. She's also HILARIOUS! She keeps us in stitches with her stories and her take on the world.

The kids. They're fully grown adults as well. It's just that they are the youngest ones in the group - by nearly a decade. The are my upstairs neighbors and they are a wonderful, smart, and quirky couple.

The parents, a.k.a. the hippies. We call them "the parents" because they are newly minted parents. We call them hippies because, well, they're hippies. They bring their baby girl, who is a source of endless entertainment and gets passed around the table. Panda always makes the poor thing cry though so she's not really allowed to hold her for very long. The parents are both wonderful, easy-going, funny characters, a coffee shop manager and a school teacher who bring out my inner hippy and my environmental and social justice side, which I greatly appreciate.

Those are the regulars. We have some frequent guest appearances as well but I will introduce them as they appear.

Now, everybody has a job to do.

Panda is my sous chef, although she's not really allowed in the kitchen for safety reasons. That means she hangs out near the kitchen while I cook and prep for dinner, making sure I have a beverage, taste testing things as I prepare them. She keeps me company before the others arrive.

The Slovak's job is to bring his dog (whom I adore) and also to open wine and make sure everyone has beverages. He takes this job very seriously and everyone appreciates that. He also keeps us laughing (maybe sometimes it's more groaning?) with his unique humor - that of a 14 year old boy as mentioned earlier. The dog's job is to be the most opportunistic animal in the room. He's usually very good around people food but at Sunday dinners he takes the opportunity to snag what he can when no one is paying attention, like entire blocks of cheese or hunks of salami or prosciutto. Unfortunately, his love of cheese doesn't tend to have very comfortable consequences for him. One time he didn't poop for nearly 3 days. That was a very large block of cheese...

Professor More-Right always says the same thing when he arrives, "I know what the answer is but I have to ask: Is there anything I can do to help?" The answer is always no but he asks anyway. Also, his job is to know stuff. We give him a hard time about it every once in a while (okay, all the time) but he really is brilliant! He also sometimes acts as a guest chef, either when I'm out of town or if we want something he's brilliant at making, like pizza dough. He's also an amazing cook.


The Irish One. Ha! Her job is to keep us in stitches. "Up she flew and never lost a feather!"

The kids have different jobs. Her job is to always ask questions about stuff we talk about (and remind us how old we all are) and his job is to eat like it's his actual job! They are also quite hilarious and they just recently got engaged so congrats to them!

The parents/hippies have the important job of bringing and taking care of another, much smaller, human being. He also is going to have a debut performance as guest chef very soon and she is the more responsible one, typically the driver at the end of the night, for which I am grateful.

Alright! That's the cast of characters. You'll get to know them better as time goes on, I'm sure. For now, lets get to eating!