I’m not sure what’s going on with the relationship between me and Heavy D. We’re having a bit of a rough patch right now. On the surface, everything seems fine. Heck, I just recently outfitted him with a one of a kind, made lovingly with my own two hands, camera strap cover. If four hours of my time on a freaking accessory doesn’t say I’m committed to our relationship, then I don’t know what does. Continue reading “Relationship Issues”
Author: Wendi
(Almost) Mam Mom’s Cabbage Rolls
Here’s what I most clearly remember about MamMom’s cabbage rolls:
- She called them pigeons. I don’t know why.
- She always made a big batch of them in a large, aluminum stock pot.
- After the cabbage rolls were gone, the juices got turned into soup. Continue reading “(Almost) Mam Mom’s Cabbage Rolls”
Melissa’s Braised Pork

I’m sure my high school English teacher would disapprove of the title of this post since it could be interpreted that I am braising Melissa’s pork. Let me just go on the record to say that to the best of my knowledge, I do not know if any of the pork I’ve ever fixed had a connection to someone named Melissa. So technically, I have never braised Melissa’s pork. But I have (mostly, sorta, kinda) followed Melissa d’Arabian’s recipe for braised pork a time or two (or three). The grammar police can come knocking on my door for all I care. Once they get a taste of this tender, flavorful dish, they won’t care if I split an infinitive or two, dangled a participle, or misplaced a modifier. I hope you won’t either.
Braised Pork
Inspired by Melissa d’Arabian
BAH Note: For a more robust flavor, use red wine and beef broth instead of white wine and chicken broth. Take it from me, you really can’t break this recipe.
- 2 pounds pork shoulder (butt), cut into 4 to 6 pieces
- 2 tablespoons olive oil
- 1 onion, diced
- 3 carrots, diced
- 2 tablespoons tomato paste
- 2 tablespoons flour
- 1 cup white wine
- 1 can chicken broth
- 2 bay leaves
- 1 cup water
Heat the oven to 325 degrees. Trim any large pieces of fat off the pork and season with salt and pepper.
Heat the olive oil in a dutch oven over medium high heat. Divide the pork into two batches and brown the pork until nicely browned on all sides. Remove the pork to a plate.
Add the onion and carrot to the pan and cook until soft, approximately 5 to 7 minutes. Add the tomato paste and cook for approximately 2 minutes or until nicely browned. Sprinkle mixture with the flour and cook for a minute or two. Whisk in the wine and let it cook down by half.
Place the pork slices back in the dutch oven, add in the broth and bay leaves. The liquid should come just to the top of the pork. If it doesn’t, add water but do not completely cover the pork with liquid.
Cover the dutch oven and cook in the oven for 2 1/2 to 3 hours or until the meat is fork tender. Carefully remove the meat to a large cutting board and shred with two forks (removing any additional fat). Before returning the meat to the liquid, skim as much of the fat off the top of the liquid as you like or ladle it into a fat separator.
Return the pork to the liquid and enjoy.
Food Memories – Uncle Lorne’s Buckeyes
Jamie Oliver Is Not My Boyfriend, according to Melanie, who runs the site. She says, “I have a little bit of an unhealthy obsession with Jamie Oliver. Namely his accent, his easy-peasy recipes and the fact that he is pretty darned cute to look at. But don’t let that fool you…Jamie Oliver is Not My Boyfriend. In fact, I don’t even know Jamie aside from his books and specials! But let me preface this blog by saying that if Jamie Oliver WAS my boyfriend, well, I wouldn’t have to do any of the cooking..but I’d bake for him instead and look cute in an apron.”
How can you not love this woman? Especially when she pairs up Lemon Cookies and Led Zeppelin? And when she’s not expressing her inner foodie, Melanie is talking about this, that, and the other thing over at Feminine Wiles & Urban Survival 101. Lord, she’s a busy woman. Fortunately, when I asked if she would be interested in participating in the Food Memories project, she didn’t hesitate to say yes. Because she has the most beautiful example of how we weave people, places, and food into the landscape of our memories. Here, I’ll let her tell you about it. Continue reading “Food Memories – Uncle Lorne’s Buckeyes”
Flashback Friday – Road Trippin’

The following originally appeared on 4/4/08 at Exit 51
Road Trippin’
The camera is already packed away, otherwise I’d have a photo to post showing that’s the playlist on my iPod for the trip. Just a few more days and I’ll be headed out on holiday. The question has been asked how it is that I’ve come to be going on vacation just now. More than the question, is the reaction I get when people realize that I’m going away while my husband is still overseas. I swear that I can see the wheels turning in their heads…it goes something like this: Continue reading “Flashback Friday – Road Trippin’”
KA POW
As if my chocolate loving, coffee addicted self needed another new obsession….according to the NYT, there is now a coffee chocolate bar.
I can’t explain the science behind it. But I want to try it. So let me just say that I am officially available as a tester…in case Sahagun needs any independent opinions, I’m their girl.
http://tmagazine.blogs.nytimes.com/2010/06/03/a-new-kind-of-coffee-bar/
Amen
The Mistah and I began our marriage with different ideas about barbecue. He was a die hard fan of Carolina style barbecue. Only a biting, vinegary ‘que would do for him. That’s what he knew. That’s what he loved. Me, I abhorred the very idea of barbecue. I blame it on the memories of too many chicken dinners that were drowned in Kraft Barbecue sauce. Consider the fact that those bad barbecue memories are from the same period of time that was filled with strife and struggle, and it’s a wonder that I ever willingly gave barbecue a try as an adult. Continue reading “Amen”
Upside Down
My photo mojo has been disappointing me lately. Fortunately, my cooking mojo seems to be getting back into a groove. Don’t be fooled by the wonky focus and general boringness of that picture. What you see is a delightful, versatile cake, perfect any time of the year. It’s gently sweet with a light, airy crumb. Continue reading “Upside Down”
Morning Glory

Anyone who is:
- A past roommate of mine;
- A member of my immediate family;
- A former overnight guest;
- A former overnight host;
Will all tell you that I am NOT a morning person. Unlike The Mistah who hears the first beeps of the alarm and bounds of out bed ready to start the day, I slap not one, but two alarms, several times each and every morning. I protest and struggle to raise my head from the pillow. I try and bargain for just a few more minutes under the covers before I have to face the day. Ultimately, the alarms win out and I grudgingly make the bed, unable to win a single minute more snugly burrowed beneath the covers I’ve managed to reclaim from The Mistah’s side of the bed. So you could say that I’m not terribly ambitious in the mornings. Continue reading “Morning Glory”
Salisbury Steak
I grew up a connoisseur of Salisbury Steak. It frequently showed up on the school lunch menu and on the dinner plate. What the lunch ladies served up definitely had a mystery meat quality. And the Salisbury Steak I ate at home came from none other than Swanson. So who knows what was really in it. Probably lots of things that I can’t even pronounce. When I saw a recipe for Salisbury Steak in Cuisine For Two, I decided to see what I could do with it. I figured that even if I totally bombed, it would still be at least as good as any Salisbury Steak I ever knew. Continue reading “Salisbury Steak”
















