Flashback Friday – Did Someone Say Pie?

Flashback Friday

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

Did Someone Say Pie?

It’s almost lunch time and I foolishly checked out the Washington Post Food Section.  Give me a moment while I clean up the slobber that is smeared all over my monitor.

Now, I can’t vouch for these recipes but when you’ve got Rose Levy Beranbaum and the Washington Post involved, I’m thinking the recipe is going to be pretty good.

Yes, this does mean that I will be taking home recipes for flaky cream cheese pie crust, cherry lattice pie, and perfect peach pie. Lord have mercy on me.

Stuffed Portobellos

I don’t often choose meatless meals.  If I’m presented with the opportunity to choose a dish, I’m usually inclined to go with something that at one time roamed the earth.  Chicken, beef, fish, and seafood?  These are all good things to me.  I would make a terrible vegetarian because I like my bacon and steak too much to give them up.  So while I appreciate the value others put on being meatless, I appreciate even more that they don’t try and convert the world to that lifestyle.  That lack of pressure makes my occasional (mostly) meatless discovery all the more enjoyable.

Stuffed portobellos, how exciting could they be?  I’d say they are exciting enough to prompt one of my friends to ask when she could get a dinner invitation after seeing that picture on my flickr.  If it weren’t for the fact that she lives in Boston and I’m in Baltimore, I imagine she might have jumped in the car and come over looking for some leftovers.  Here’s what I told her:  each bite is a different set of flavors – smooth and creamy from the cheese, smokey from the bacon, sweet from the tomato, earthy from the mushrooms, and sharp from the balsamic.  I don’t know about anyone else but that description makes me wish I had a stuffed portobello right now.

You could make this a completely meatless dish.  You could.  Me, I like it with bacon.  Like I said, presented with a choice, I’m going to choose bacon each and every time.  And I’m ok with that.

Stuffed Portobellos

Adapted from Jen @ How To: Simplify

BAH Note: You’ll want to serve this in a shallow bowl.  Once you cut into the mushrooms, the juices mix with the cheesy filling to make a rich broth in your bowl.  I recommend you use some french bread to soak it all up.  As you start eating the the dish, it will look like a train wreck on your plate.  But it will be delicious.

  • 2 tablespoons olive oil
  • 2 tablespoons balsamic vinegar
  • 4 large portobello mushroom caps, stems removed
  • 3 shallots, diced
  • 1/4 cup chevre or other soft goat cheese
  • 1 medium zucchini, diced (1 generous cup)
  • 1/2 pound ripe tomatoes, diced
  • 1/4 pound bacon

Heat your oven to 350 degrees and line a sheet pan with aluminum foil.  Place the mushrooms on the sheet pan.

Whisk together the olive oil and balsamic vinegar in a small bowl.  Using a pastry brush, brush the tops and bottoms of the mushrooms with the vinegar and oil.  Place the pan in the oven and cook the mushrooms for five minutes, flip the caps over so that the gill side is facing up and cook for ten more minutes.

Meanwhile, cook the bacon in a large frying pan until it is crisp.  Let the bacon cool and then crumble it into a medium bowl.  Drain the bacon grease from the pan into a small bowl.  Wipe out the inside of the frying pan and return one tablespoon of the reserved bacon grease to the frying pan.  Add the shallots and cook over medium heat until they just start to soften, approximately three minutes.  Add the zucchini and cook until they are tender and begin to become translucent.  Transfer the shallot/zucchini mixture to the bowl with the bacon.

Add the diced tomatoes and cheese to the bowl with the bacon and vegetables and gently stir until the cheese has completely melted.  Season to taste with salt and pepper and then scoop the vegetable/cheese mixture into the mushroom caps.  Return to the oven for 5 minutes to heat through.  Serve immediately.

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Korean Style Marinated Skirt Steak

Once upon a time, my brother and I used to get a subscription to Games Magazine as a gift from our grandmother who lived in Detroit.  She used to send all kinds of cool story books, puzzle books, picture books.  She was all about the books which may explain my (genetic ?) predisposition to curl up with a book and shut out the rest of the world.

I don’t remember a whole lot about Games Magazine except that there would be these picture puzzles that I could never figure out.  How the hell is a 9 year old supposed to understand that showing a line drawing of rope with the two ends coming together represents ‘making ends meet’.  Or that the drawing of two doctors is a ‘paradox’.  Clearly, my lack of understanding those picture puzzles left an impression on me because all these years later, that’s all I remember about the magazine.  So what does Games Magazine have to do with cooking?  Nothing except that when it came time to tell you about Korean Marinated Skirt Steak, I didn’t have a single picture of my dish that I wasn’t completely mortified to post.  I might not have understood those picture puzzles as a kid but they sure are coming in handy right now.  And let’s all be glad that Grandma did not send us a subscription to MAD Magazine instead of Games.  I can only imagine what lesson I would have taken away from that.

Korean Style Marinated Skirt Steak

Adapted from Fine Cooking

BAH Note:  The notes that I hastily scribbled down on the page I ripped out of Fine Cooking said ‘tender, balanced flavors, hell on my grill pan’.  We really did like the flavor the marinade gave to the meat.  I’d have to say it was salty sweet with some ginger heat.  But be prepared to have to scrub the hell out of your grill pan afterwards.  If a recipe calls for soy sauce, I typically start with half as much as the recipe says and add more a teaspoon at a time.  With this recipe, the 3 tablespoons called for is just right.

  • 2 tablespoons sugar
  • 3 tablespoons soy sauce
  • 5 scallions, minced
  • 2 teaspoons freshly grated ginger
  • 2 teaspoons sesame oil
  • 1 pound skirt steak, cut into 4 portions
  • 2 teaspoons vegetable oil

Combine the sugar, soy sauce, scallions, ginger, and sesame oil in a small bowl, mixing until the sugar is completely dissolved.  Pour the marinade into a ziplock bag, add the meat, and let them sit for 20 minutes at room temperature.  Turn the bag after 10 minutes.

Coat a grill pan or nonstick frying pan with the vegetable oil and heat over a medium high flame until the oil just begins to smoke.  Remove the meat from the marinade and let any excess drip back into the bag.  Place the meat in the pan and cook for 4 to 5 minutes per side for medium rare.  Work in batches if you have to in order to avoid steaming the meat instead of searing it.

Transfer the steak to a cutting board to rest, covered with foil, for 5 minutes before slicing and serving.

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Chocolate No Bake Cookies

I don’t have very many food hangups but the ones I have are well established.  I will not eat pickled beets, pickled herring, liver and onions, tacos, sushi, or fudge.  It’s a very random list and there really is no connection between the items other than I will go out of my way to avoid eating them.  Donuts used to be on that list after working at a donut shop in high school.  I would leave after a shift and the smell of donut grease was on every strand of hair, every fiber of my clothing, and even my shoes and socks.  After a very long estrangement, donuts and I are finally back on friendly terms.  In that example, the food hangup was the result of being exposed to the food for prolonged periods.  However, sometimes the food hangup predated any long term exposure to the target food so that the eventual exposure was made all the more painful.  Fudge falls squarely into that category.  Continue reading “Chocolate No Bake Cookies”

Food Memories – D’s Buttermilk Pancakes

I have the Interwebz and this here blog to thank for bringing me together, in real life as well as in a virtual sense, with some fascinating, talented, incredible people.  And when they aren’t scared off by my requests for their Food Memories, I know they are good people.  Take Katie of You Are What You Eat…Or Reheat.  Known to many as an upstanding member of Corporate America.  Known to me as the Queen of White Trash Wednesday and who I want to be when I grow up.  She is witty and clever and is the keeper of a kick ass pancake recipe.  But because she’s good people, she’s letting me tell y’all about it here.

When I emailed her to be part of the Food Memories project, she gave me a little backstory about the recipe.  She said, I love the whole idea of relating food to memories.  It’s just so sweet, isn’t it?  As for a recipe, this one’s great and easy. And it’s something my mom made for my sister and me growing up. Every morning before our junior tennis tournaments.  And it was torturous.  For years I couldn’t eat pancakes because they reminded me of years and years of hot summer tennis.  But now, I love them. After all, my granddad, D, created this recipe.”  How can you not love a woman who keeps the memory of her granddad alive through his pancakes? Continue reading “Food Memories – D’s Buttermilk Pancakes”

Flashback Friday – I Am

Flashback Friday

The following originally appeared on 7/14/08 at Exit 51.

I Am

My own worst enemy.  There I’ve said it.

In anticipation of a crazy week, and because the line at the deli had twenty people ahead of me, I tried to cram several cooking projects into one short Sunday.  By the time the lower fat, vegan friendly, deep chocolate cake came out of the oven, I was well into pasta sauce for baked pasta, and had yet to begin the chicken or mushroom cream sauce for a casserole (think chicken and cream of mushroom soup bake with rice…only WAY better).  Somewhere between assembling the baked pasta and furiously trying to reduce the creamy mushroon sauce, I lost all enthusiasm and most of my patience.  And the cake had yet to be dressed. Continue reading “Flashback Friday – I Am”

Perfect One Dish Dinners

I may, or may not, have a cookbook obsession.  It’s been a few months since I last put a new cookbook on the shelf.  It’s also been a few months since I picked up any of the cookbooks that were already on that shelf.  Maybe I’m more a cookbook collector than a user?  But don’t tell The Mistah that otherwise I’ll have to resort to sneaking new cookbooks into the house under the cover of darkness.  Some women buy new clothes or shoes they don’t want their husbands to know about.  My guilty purchases tend to lean more towards purses, camera gear, and cookbooks.  Don’t judge.  I know you come here for these peeks into the crazy. My point is that I have a weakness for cookbooks. Continue reading “Perfect One Dish Dinners”

IFBC 2010 – Seattle

This year I have been asking myself one question over and over – why do I blog.  I know why I started the blog but what keeps me doing it three years later?  What is my ultimate goal for this and how do I define my success as a blogger?  Ok, so maybe not just one question.  But all the same, I’ve been looking for answers.  I went to Big Summer Potluck looking for answers, and instead found a community.  And when I went to IFBC, not knowing what to expect, I found ways to define myself by what I am not.

I am not looking for a book deal.  I am not interested in playing the SEO game.  I am not a recipe developer.  I am not educated on the needs of specialized diets.  I am not interested in paying to attend a conference and sitting through infomercials for websites or cooking encyclopedias.  Ultimately, the message I took away from the Big Summer Potluck was indirectly reinforced at IFBC – blog for myself, be authentic, and define my own success.

There were good moments at IFBC.  There were bad moments.  There were events I was excited about which provided huge disappointments.  And there were unexpected moments of powerful validation.  So instead of focusing on the parts of IFBC that made me question whether it was the best use of my time and money, the message I have decided to hold onto is that I decide my legitimacy as a blogger.

So, what did I learn at IFBC 2010?  I learned that I really don’t need to spend $$$ to attend a blogging conference.  Many of the best moments, the ones that really resonated with me, mostly occurred outside of the conference.  To me, the journey is where I get my inspiration and excitement.  The opportunity to meet new people and expand my food world can happen anytime, anywhere.  Next year, instead of sitting in a venue for 8 to 12 hours a day over the course of a weekend, I can pack up the car and see where the road takes me.  Someone else can have my seat at IFBC 2011.

Abby Dodge’s S’mores Bars

So remember how I gushed about the people I met at the Big Summer Potluck, how warm and welcoming they were, how genuine and down to earth everyone was? None of that has changed.  They are all lovely people.  What I didn’t realize going into the event was exactly WHO some of these folks were.  At the risk of having BAH shut down by the food blog police for gross ignorance, I am oblivious to the vast majority of the food world. Continue reading “Abby Dodge’s S’mores Bars”

Grilled Peach Salad

I have bad luck with peaches.  The ones I get at the store are never ripe.  So I put them in a paper bag to ripen only to have them go bad in three or four days.  Is there anything quite as disappointing as cutting into a peach only to find that the stone has split, the sugars have started to breakdown, and the inside is all fuzy with mold?  I might as well have just thrown $3.99 a pound right into the garbage.  And the ones that don’t go bad, well they just don’t taste like anything.

In that idealized, perfect world of mine, I would be able to go to the market each and every day for the freshest, most perfect produce.  I know, I know, I could make a point of getting my produce at the farmers market instead of the grocery store.  Going to the source for in season product takes one of the variables out of the equation. However, it leaves the biggest variable….me.  I would have to remember to use it right away.  No lingering or forgetting or procrastinating for days on end.  Maybe for idealized, perfect me that wouldn’t be a problem.  For real me, it’s a struggle.

So while my multiple personalities duke it out over who is running this show, I’m going to suggest that you try Pat and Gina Neely’s Grilled Peach Salad.  Because both ideal me and real me agree that grilled peaches, bacon, and balsamic vinegar are a phenomenal combination that makes even boring store bought peaches delightful and impressive.

Grilled Peach Salad with Balsamic Bacon Vinaigrette

Adapted from The Neelys

BAH Note:  The grilled peaches caramelize and provide a sweet balance to the bacon balsamic dressing.  You don’t have to have a grill, or a grill pan, to grill the peaches.  I used a 10 inch nonstick frying pan.

  • 1/4 pound thick sliced bacon, cut into lardons
  • 1 shallot, diced
  • 1 teaspoon dijon mustard
  • 1/4 cup balsamic vinegar
  • 1 teaspoon sugar
  • 3 ripe peaches, pitted and quartered
  • olive oil
  • 1 bag baby spinach or lettuce mix

Lightly coat the peach quarters with olive oil and cook in a skillet over medium heat, turning occasionally, until char marks form.

Meanwhile, cook the bacon in a large skillet over medium heat until crisp.  Using a slotted spoon, transfer the bacon from the skillet to a plate.  Add the shallot to the skillet and cook in the bacon grease until tender, approximately 3 to 5 minutes.  Stir in the mustard, vinegar, and sugar and season to taste with salt and pepper.

Place the baby spinach or lettuce mix in a large bowl.  Add the grilled peaches and vinaigrette.  Top with the bacon, toss, and serve.