Boathouse Roma Tomato Jam

I  have an affinity for the idea of southern living.  I don’t know if I would enjoy actually living down in Dixie but in my perfect world, life is full of southern grace, charm, and food.  I think it would really depend on where in the south I happened to find myself.

I don’t think I could take the heat and humidity that seems to thrive down south (not that Maryland is any picnic in the summer).  And then there’s the whole tornado thing.  Maryland isn’t much of a tornado alley so the notion of storm cellars and twisters that can level entire neighborhoods makes me kind of uncomfortable.  Maybe it’s just that I’ve seen The Wizard of Oz and Twister too many times not to have a prejudiced notion of what it means to live with the possibility of these storms…god forbid somebody drops a house on me. And then there’s the bugs.  Fire ants, palmetto bugs, and mosquitoes the size of buzzards. My perfect world of southern living does not make accommodation for these pests.

So maybe actual southern living is not for me.  Perhaps I am better served by small doses of southern charm during long weekends away from the Free State. Regardless, thanks to my friend who let me borrow her copy of The Boathouse cookbook, I can bring a taste of that southern food into my own kitchen.  And right now, the south tastes like tomato jam. I wish that I did have a big cellar so that I could make big batches of this and can it for proper long term storage.  In my mind, that’s what my basement is for. Not for seeking refuge from the storm.

I am entering this recipe in the Get Grillin’ Event run by Family Fresh Cooking and Cookin’ Canuck, sponsored by Ile de France CheeseRösleEmile HenryRouxbe and ManPans. This week’s theme is appetizers.  Check out all the entries and submit one of your own!

Roma Tomato Jam

Adapted from The Boathouse

BAH Note: I’ve used this as a sandwich condiment, as a topping on flat bread, and on wee rounds of toasted baguette.  I bet it would be fantastic on a grilled pizza with some lovely, salty feta.

  • 1 container roma tomatoes (I guess there were about 6 or 8 tomatoes), coarsely chopped
  • 1 red onion, sliced thin
  • 1/2 cup brown sugar
  • 1/2 cup balsamic vinegar
  • 2 tablespoons olive oil
  • 1/2 teaspoon kosher salt

Heat olive oil in a large frying pan.  Add chopped tomatoes and onion and saute over medium high heat for about 5 minutes.  Reduce the heat to medium low and add the balsamic and brown sugar.  Stir to combine and continue to cook, stirring occasionally, for approximately 30 minutes or until a jam-like consistency is reached.  I turned off the heat when a spatula run through left a clean trail in the pan.

Serve at room temperature.  Leftovers can be stored in the refrigerator.

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Flashback Friday – Recipe for Disappointment

Flashback Friday

The following originally appeared on 7/21/08 at Exit 51.

Recipe for Disappointment

Ingredients:

1 broken gas clothes dryer

1 automated appointment service

1 outsourced call center

4 phone calls

1 Friday afternoon

Take the product manual from the broken gas dryer in your basement and locate the toll free service number. Start with one phone call to the automated appointment scheduler. Make an appointment for that afternoon.  Wait three hours to rise. Add remaining phone calls to outsourced call center, one at a time, until frothy. Be sure to mix in a generous pinch of language barrier. Stir well.

Tasting Note: A side of bitter resentment makes a wonderful finishing touch.

Doughnut Muffins

Back at the Big Summer Potluck, there was one dish that caught everyone’s attention. That’s not a small feat among a group of food bloggers. But one morsel was the belle of the ball.  And they may very well be my undoing.  Because nothing tastes as good as mini muffins that have the texture of a doughnut and a buttery, spiced sugary coating.  I purposely redid the recipe to make them bite sized because I know firsthand that making them full size is no guarantee that I won’t just keep eating them.  I’ve joked with Jen of How To: Simplify, to whom we all pledged our allegiance for bringing these into our lives, that the secret ingredient in the recipe is crack because these morsels are utterly and completely addictive.

And as if the original isn’t enough, now I see that Tracy of Sugarcrafter, another Potluck alum, went and made a Caramel Apple version for fall.  I sent them both a passive/aggressive tweet saying that I will hold them personally responsible when I can no longer fit into my jeans.

But there’s a little part of me that says that if I have to go up a pants size, these muffins are a pretty damn good reason. And please, hold your judgment until you have experienced the ecstasy that is the mini doughnut muffin.

Doughnut Mini Muffins

Adapted from Jenn at How To: Simplify

  • 1 3/4 cup flour
  • 1 1/2 teaspoons baking powder
  • 1/2 teaspoon salt
  • 1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
  • 1/3 cup oil
  • 3/4 cup sugar
  • 1 egg
  • 3/4 cup milk
  • 1 stick of butter, melted and cooled
  • 2/3 cup sugar
  • 2 tablespoons cinnamon

Heat oven to 350 degrees and spray two mini muffin tins with nonstick cooking spray.

Combine the flour, baking powder, salt, and 1/2 teaspoon cinnamon in a medium bowl.

Combine the oil, sugar, egg, and milk in a large bowl.  Add the flour mixture to the wet ingredients and mix just until combined.  Fill each muffin cup approximately 3/4 full of batter and bake for about 10 to 12 minutes or until a toothpick inserted in the center comes out clean.

While the muffins are baking, combine the 2/3 cup sugar and 2 tablespoons cinnamon in a small bowl and make sure your butter is melted.  When you remove the muffins from the oven, immediately remove them from the pan, dip them in the melted butter, and then coat them in the spiced sugar.

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Food Memories – Pork with Carrots and Potatoes

Jennifer Walker, the force behind My Morning Chocolate, perfectly illustrates the point of this project. She has a great memory of a dish with only the vaguest notion of the workings of the dish. I’m like that. I know other people are like that too. My point is that we’re not alone in this.  We all have our own personal food stories. I’ll let Jennifer tell you about hers.

Remember when Will Ferrell in the movie Elf says that elves have four food groups: candy, candy canes, candy corns, and maple syrup?  As a child who willingly ate very few healthy foods, I would have fit right in with this sugar happy family from the North Pole.

I had my own four food groups then: Skittles, candy corns, jelly beans, and Cheerios.  (The plain kind only, please.  Hey, something had to sop up all of that sugar!)

I could have eaten anyone under the table in these foods.  A pound of Skittles?  I could put them away in an evening.  A box of Cheerios?  I ate straight from the box, handful after handful, while watching TV.

And even though I don’t remember the last names of all of my high school friends, I can still see with absolute clarity the time my Mom came home from the Giant with a bulk food bag of candy corns.  I was playing on my neighbor Phillip’s driveway while waiting for my Mom to return from the store.  When I saw her pull up, I ran across the street with a pep in my step, picked up the candy corns, and quickly returned to the driveway to eat my first one.

I ate one candy corn at a time, taking a small bite off the top, letting the soft sugar melt in my mouth, then working my way down.  As I chewed, I thought about how this lovely candy tasted like maple syrup.  With all the happiness that candy brought me, you can imagine how hard it was to get me to eat healthy food.

My Mom tried, probably the hardest with eggs.  “I made them really special this time,” she would say, handing me a plate of eggs with a pool of Ketchup on the side.  But the healthy foods just never took for me.   Except for Mom’s pork with carrots and potatoes.  Then I would pile my plate, sit next to my brother on the barstools at the kitchen counter, and systemically chow down.

The carrots and potatoes had a good flavor because of the pork juices.  But they were still vegetables, and that made them less fun than pork.  So I ate them all first.

Then I would move on to the headliner, my favorite part, the pork.  It’s been about 20 years since I’ve had that pork, and yet I can still taste the tender meat melting in my mouth, and the salty sweetness of the onion topping.  I know I ate other real meals back then, but the pork is the only dish I remember.

I don’t eat much meat these days, but I know that I won’t be able to resist pork with carrots and potatoes if my Mom ever makes it again.  Sometimes the best flavors are the ones we remember from when we were young.

Pork with Carrots and Potato

BAH Note:  In true Food Memories fashion, the “recipe” is merely a whisper of an idea.  Jennifer said that her mom didn’t have exact amounts for any of the ingredients and referred her to the soup mix box for specifics.  Sadly, neither Google nor Lipton’s had this exact recipe posted so I had to make some educated guesses as I tried to recreate this dish.  I’m not sure how close I got to what Jennifer remembers.  But the combination of pork, carrots, potato, and onion soup mix is pretty forgiving, even though I made a hot mess of it all.  Seriously, I cannot show you what this looked like…you’d never again trust my cooking skillz.  The instructions on the cooking bags said to use 1 tablespoon of flour to prevent the bag from bursting.  I used 2 additional tablespoons to try and thicken the juices into gravy.  After 90 minutes in the oven, I removed the pork and vegetables to a tray and carefully emptied the juices into a saucepan.  I simmered the juices over a medium low flame for about 8 minutes until they had reduced and thickened.

  • Pork Tenderloin
  • Onion Soup Mix (I used both envelopes that came in the box)
  • Water (I used maybe 1/4 cup)
  • Orange Slices (I used a can of Mandarin orange slices in no sugar added syrup)
  • Carrots (I used one bag of baby cut carrots)
  • Potatoes (I used two sweet potatoes)

Cut the carrots and potatoes so they are a similar size.

Put the pork tenderloin in a cooking bag, then add onion soup mix, water, orange slices, and the cut-up  carrots and potatoes.

Bake at 350.

“The time depends on the size of the roast,” according to Jennifer’s Mom.  “It usually gives you the time on the package.”

Flashback Friday – Would You Believe?

Flashback Friday

The following originally appeared on 7/16/08 at Exit 51

Would You Believe?

Rose Levy Beranbaum talked to me?   Well she did. And I can prove it.

Ok, so it’s not like we had a leisurely chat over coffee or anything. She was on today’s Free Range on Food chat hosted by the Washington Post. Seeing as how I had drooled all over myself reading her pie recipes, this was an opportunity I just couldn’t pass up to ask a few questions.

So I did.  And she answered ‘em.  Check it out: Continue reading “Flashback Friday – Would You Believe?”

Office Hours

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I’ve been toying with the notion of changing the hours I keep here at BAH. Something about my experiment with posting Monday through Friday has made my hobby feel more like an obligation.  Much like I can walk past a sink full of dirty dishes and tell myself the dishes don’t exist, I’ve been mentally ignoring the blog, pretending I don’t see the empty spaces that need to be filled.

So instead of a new offering being served up M-F, the BAH kitchen will be open Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.  It feels like I’m back in college, trying to find the perfect scheduling combination that will let me avoid 8am anything and still get done by 2pm so I can get back to my apartment to watch the As The World Turns.

Don’t want to miss a single pithy offering here at BAH?  Subscribe to the rss feed or sign up for email delivery of new posts.  It’s as close as you want to get to me actually showing up on your doorstep in my robe and fuzzy slippers.

NiceCream

Ice Cream Shooter

I’m usually late to try the newest, hottest, trendiest recipes.  But somehow, I found myself jumping on the Single Ingredient Ice Cream bandwagon before it passed me by.  Actually, I feel like I couldn’t turn around on the interwebs without running into it.  So I gathered the necessary ingredient(s) to see what all the fuss was about.

I thought I had found a long term replacement for Ben and Jerry’s until one of my friends pointed out that bananas are uber high on the glycymic index which means that for my South Beachish eating habits, they really aren’t the best food choice on a regular basis.  That’s a shame because with enough peanut butter and cocoa powder to mask the banana, it really is an enjoyable treat that you’d swear was ice cream.

So while I lament yet another failure in my quest to be one of the hip kidz, you might want to click on over here, and here, and here to see what all the dang fuss is about.

Cucumber Tzatziki

I’ve officially given up on trying to grow any vegetables here at the BAH compound.  My experiment in container gardening was a complete disaster and my failure to remove the offending containers from the back porch is a daily reminder of that.  The only thing that I was able to propagate was a bumper crop of weeds.

In that perfect world of mine, I would have a wee patch of garden overflowing with tomatoes, squash, peppers, and cucumbers.  Universe, are you listening?  I get it.  In my life, I may never add master gardener to my list of accomplishments.  Clearly, you have other life lessons in store for me that take precedent.  So I will quit fighting it and rely on the generosity of those who aren’t horticulturally challenged when they offer to share the bounty of their garden with me.

Cucumber Tzatziki

BAH Note: Slather this on your sandwich, use it to dip fresh veg, or gobble it up on toasted pita.  There really isn’t a wrong way to enjoy this.

Adapted from Bon Appetit

  • 28 ounces plain yogurt (not low or non fat)
  • 3 medium cucumbers, peeled and seeded
  • 3 tablespoons chopped fresh dill
  • kosher salt
  • ground celery seed
  • ground corriander seed

Place a fine mesh strainer over a bowl and line with several layers of cheesecloth or paper towels.  Empty the container of yogurt into the lined strainer and let stand at room temperature for 3 hours to drain.

Meanwhile, coarsely grate the cucumber and place it in a second strainer placed over a bowl.  Let stand for 3 hours to drain, squeezing out any excess moisture after 3 hours.

Once the yogurt has thickened, transfer it to a medium bowl and discard the liquid.  Add the grated cucumber and dill and mix well.  Season to taste with kosher salt, celery seed, and corriander seed to taste.

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Yeasted Waffles

Overnight Waffles

Have I mentioned that I used to have a fabulous memory?  Yes, I used to.  But somewhere along the way, my brain cells have stopped processing information.  It’s a shame.  I forget a lot of things – whether I’ve fed the cat, if I set my alarm, are my car keys in my purse.  It’s a real accomplishment that I manage to get myself out of the house on a daily basis.  Mostly, I try and hide this flaw from public view.  I write myself notes.  I keep three separate calendars.  I set two alarms each night.  But some details just don’t stick.  Like the fact that my friend Anne does not eat meat.

Not that this fact comes into play on a regular basis in my world.  But on the occasions that she is in town and at my house to enjoy a meal, it really would behoove me to remember that pasta with meat sauce or chicken pot pie isn’t really going to appeal to her. Like the other week when it wasn’t until the pot pie was in the oven that I remembered I wasn’t sure if Anne ate chicken or not.  And I did not immediately have a Plan B.

Thanks to my current obsessive/compulsive fixation with waffles, I managed to turn this potential dinner disaster into a major save.  See, I had recently made a batch of overnight waffles and had some leftovers lurking in the freezer.  So when Anne confirmed that chicken pot pie sounded lovely but that she didn’t eat chicken, my mind quickly started to take a mental inventory of what other choices were available.  Since I can’t seem to remember squat, I had to start opening cabinets, cupboards, refrigerator bins, and the freezer to see what our options were.  It was there that I spotted my frozen waffley salvation.

The beauty of the frozen waffle is that it goes from freezer to plate very quickly.  So as the pot pie was finishing up in the oven, frozen waffles went into the toaster and some eggs got scrambling.  By the time the waffles and eggs were plated, the pot pie was ready to be served.  Anne felt bad that I made a separate meal for her but what she didn’t realize was that A) I should have made sure I inquired about any dietary restrictions and B) I totally scored by having more chicken pot pie leftovers.  And if she’s reading this post, I hope she knows that it was my pleasure to give her some breakfast styled dinner and any additional pot pie leftovers were merely an unintended bonus.

I’d also like to thank her for giving me the idea for this post.  She left a comment on the Sour Cream Waffles asking if they were the ones she had at my house.  I said no, but that I hadn’t been able to come up with a story for the ones she had.  And in that moment, I knew what this story would be.  It would be about a superhero (overnight waffles) saving a  damsel in distress (me) from a villainous rascal (my ever failing memory).  If only I were an artist, I could totally turn that into a comic…the Adventures of (Waffle) Iron Man.

Yeasted Waffles

Adapted from Cook’s Illustrated

BAH Note: Generally speaking, I liked these waffles.  I liked that the batter could sit in the fridge for up to 24 hours which made them a great weeknight breakfast for dinner option.  I liked that the exterior was thin and crisp but I found that as I worked my way through the batter, later waffles were dark on one side while pale on the other.  Earlier waffles were evenly browned on both sides.  I didn’t detect a difference in the taste of these later waffles.  I got about 14 regular sized waffles from one batch of batter.  So plan on either feeding a lot of people or storing well wrapped leftovers in the freezer for later enjoyment. When choosing your bowl, remember that the batter will approximately double in size.  So make sure that you give yourself enough room for the batter to grow without turning your refrigerator shelf into a yeasted waffle swamp.

  • 1 3/4 cups whole milk
  • 2 cups all purpose flour
  • 2 tablespoons sugar
  • 1/2 teaspoon spiced sugar (optional)
  • 1 teaspoon salt
  • 1 package yeast
  • 2 large eggs
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla

Combine the milk and butter in a microwave safe bowl and heat on 50% power until the butter is melted.  You want the liquid warm but not boiling.  Let cool for five minutes.

Meanwhile, whisk together the flour, sugar, salt, and yeast in a large bowl.  In a second bowl, whisk the eggs and vanilla.

Slowly add the cooled milk mixture into the dry ingredients and stir until the batter is smooth.  Add the egg mixture to the batter and mix until all ingredients are completely combined.  Cover the bowl tightly with plastic wrap and refrigerate for 12 to 24 hours.

When ready to cook, remove the batter from the refrigerator while you heat your waffle iron.  Whisk the batter until it has deflated and the ingredients have been reincorporated.  Using an ice cream disher, place one scoop of batter into each waffle mold and cook according to your waffle maker’s instructions.

Leftover waffles should be cooled completely before wrapping in a double layer of plastic wrap for freezing.

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