Flashback Friday – Mine Eyes Have Seen

Flashback Friday

The following originally appeared on 9/8/07 at Exit 51

Mine Eyes Have Seen

I was watching the movie Notting Hill the other day. Total chick flick. No matter how many times I’ve seen it, I always get weepy at the end. There’s a scene where Julia Roberts gives Hugh Grant a painting. She says something about how it makes here think about what love feels like.

We all have our own ideas about what love feels like. Maybe it’s a touch on the back of the neck. Or the warmth of a hand in yours. But what does love look like? And how does that change over a lifetime? Continue reading “Flashback Friday – Mine Eyes Have Seen”

SNOMG 2010

Swings

I’ll share a secret with you…I don’t typically blog in real time.  I’ve got myself a nice little backlog of posts all written and scheduled to magically appear here on BAH Monday through Friday.  That explains why some of my recipes may not be “in season”…it’s easier just to set things to publish and not worry about whether I’m talking about Christmas Dinner in February.  If anything, it breaks up the routine.  It’s unexpected.  But there are times when you just have to cut the line and talk about the obvious.  Like SNOMG.  Or Snomageddon.  Or whatever you’ve taken to calling the freak of nature that has engulfed the MidAtlantic.  It cannot be ignored.

How could it?  Government office are closed.  Schools are closed.  Stores are closed.  Mass transit has shut down.  Mail is not being delivered.  Trash is not being picked up.

We each cope in our own way.  Me, I’m doing my thing in the kitchen when I’m not outside wielding a shovel.  Let’s look at what I’ve been cooking up for your reading enjoyment:

Retro Cinnamon Cake

Nigella’s Beef Stew

Beth’s Chicken and Rice Soup

Salmon with Roasted Cherry Tomatoes

Apple Almond Coffee Cake

Biscuits

Homemade Hot Chocolate

And the rest of the week looks like this:

Penne with Mushrooms

Char Siu Pork

Frizzled Beef and Macaroni

Beef Pot Pies

Cinnamon Bread

Buckeyes

Chocolate Cake

I’m guessing that by the time SNOMG moves out of here, I will be carrying around 5 extra pounds from all those sweets.  What about you?  How are you getting through the storm?

Dara has opened up a cooking help line at the Dining Examiner.  Got a question or quandry?  Send it to snomg@diningdish.otherinbox.com OR on Twitter @daracooks and we’ll see if one of Baltimore’s Food Bloggers can provide an answer.

Soupy

Soup and a Side

I’m having a bit of writer’s block today. I think I might still be a bit conflicted about posting Cook’s Illustrated Recipes.  Like the ex that you continue to drunk dial, long after the breakup, I can’t make a clean break from CI.  But you know what?  Quick and easy trumps moral dilemma in this instance.  So instead of trying to come up with a witty narrative, I’m just going to skip right to the recipe. Continue reading “Soupy”

Retro Recipes – Cinnamon Cake

Retro Recipe - Cinnamon Cake

When the weather predictions call for snow measured in feet, instead of inches, my first instinct is to fire up the oven and get baking.  There’s something hard wired in my brain that says copious amounts of time locked inside should be celebrated with sugar, butter, and flour.  Luckily, all the ingredients for Cinnamon Cake were safely tucked away in my pantry as SNOMG (thanks Pigtown for this catchy phrase) came barreling into town.  I say luckily because if you’ve ever been inside a grocery store the night before a big winter storm around these parts, you know that it’s that last place you want to be.  So to kick off the first really big storm of the decade, I rocked it old school with one of the recipes in a random collection of cookbook pages that I got from my grandmother.  I have no idea what cookbooks these may have been or exactly how old they are.  But trust me, Cinnamon Cake stands up to the test of time.  And it makes a great snack when you’ve just freed your car from 2 feet of snow.

Cinnamon Cake

BAH Note: I get all confused when a recipe says sifted flour vs. flour sifted.  To me, flour sifted means you measure then sift where sifted flour means you sift then measure.  Since I have no great way to sift directly into a measuring cup, I say fluff your flour a bit then measure.  Don’t be alarmed when you put the melted butter and cinnamon sugar on top of the batter.  The edges of the cake will bake up around it and then it will sink through the batter in places.  This end result is similar to a coffee cake without a crumb topping.

  • 3 eggs
  • 1 1/2 cup sugar plus 1/2 cup sugar, divided
  • 3/4 cup milk
  • 2 cups sifted flour
  • 2 teaspoons baking powder
  • 4 tablespoons melted butter plus 5 tablespoons melted butter, divided
  • 2 teaspoons cinnamon

Heat oven to 400 degrees.  Butter and flour a 9 x 13 pan.

In the bowl of a stand mixer fitted with the paddle attachment, beat the eggs.  Slowly add the 1 1/2 cups sugar and continue to beat until very light.

Add the dry ingredients and milk in several additions, alternating between wet and dry, beginning and ending with the dry.

Add the 4 tablespoons of melted butter and mix until thoroughly blended.

Pour the batter into the prepared pan and smooth it out evenly.  Drizzle 5 tablespoons of melted butter over the top of the batter.

Combine 1/2 cup sugar with the cinnamon in a small bowl.  Sprinkle the cinnamon sugar over the top of the cake.

Bake for 25 to 30 minutes until a tester comes out with only a crumb or two.

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Asking For Trouble

Cheesy Drop Biscuits

Sometimes I like to break the rules, to see exactly how far I can go before there are consequences.  I’m not proud of it, it’s just part of who I am.  While I’m doing it, there’s a little voice in my head telling me that I’m just asking for trouble.  But I can’t help myself.  I’d like to think that I don’t do it as often as I used to.  Being young and stupid only works as an excuse for so long.  Eventually, you’ve got to ante up and pay the bill.  So now I try and be a little more selective about my rebellious moments.  Still, if someone says I HAVE  to do ‘X’, it makes me WANT to do ‘Y’.  See, I told you it’s not pretty.  But sometimes breaking the rules is the only thing to do. Continue reading “Asking For Trouble”

Flashback Friday – Home Renovation or Teen Angst Movie?

Flashback Friday

The following originally appeared on 9/6/07 at Exit 51

Home Renovation or Teen Angst Movie?

Earlier this year we decided to take on some home improvement projects. When we bought the house, we knew that we wanted to change things but didn’t have the cushion in the bank account. So we saved until we had what we thought was a reasonable budget in hand. Working for an architect as I do, we thought we’d have an inside track on contractors and the process would be smooth.

Silly us. Silly, silly us.

Sure, I was able to get recommendations on some contractors from coworkers. But finding a contractor is kind of like dating. You talk to the contractors and hopefully find one who is interested in your project. Then you set up a meeting to take a look. If you don’t get stood up for that date and the contractor gives you a proposal to do the work then you get to wait around until there’s an opening in his schedule.

That whole process made me as anxious as a 14 year old trying to get the cute boy to notice me. Why won’t they call me back? We had a date on the calendar, why didn’t he show? Ok, he’s been over the house, when am I going to hear back from him? Oh, how long do I have to wait to see him again? See, not too different from dating.

The rational person would just cut their losses and move on to the next name on the list. But I’d rather wait for the right contractor to be available, the one I feel comfortable with who understands what I want the end product to be, than say yes to the first one who says he can start next week. To go back to the dating analogy, it’s trying to date the most popular person in school and then understanding that sometimes you have to decide to be alone for the right reasons than with someone for the wrong ones. (Quick, name that 80’s teen movie!)

This process started back in March. It’s September and I finally got the call last week to say that our job was next on the schedule. It took a while but I feel like I got the date with the cute boy at last. Now, what am I going to wear?

Confessions Of A Kitchen Whimp

Coconut Curry Fish

I grew up eating bland food.  Very bland food.  The only spices I remember being in the house were salt, pepper, cinnamon (sugar), and poultry seasoning.  So it has taken me a while to dip my toes into the vast ocean of spices.  The folks at Penzey’s do their part to expand my palate with paprika, cumin, and cayenne pepper.  But one thing I have yet to fully embrace is curry.  My taste buds have not been trained to savor the complex flavors, or potentially blinding heat, of curry.   Call me a one note gal, or a wimp, but I don’t enjoy food that sets my mouth on fire. Continue reading “Confessions Of A Kitchen Whimp”

Tug Of War

Pot Pie - After

Have I mentioned that I’m bad when it comes to sharing?  I must have missed that life lesson because in my mind, what’s mine is mine and you can’t have it.  I’m ok with some people borrowing things of mine, but it’s a pretty short list of approved borrowers.  And if I think there’s even a remote chance I won’t get it back, then the answer is no.   Of course,  if you’re willing to put up some collateral then we can negotiate an exchange.  Continue reading “Tug Of War”