I am a huge fan of LOST and now that it’s over, there’s a big empty space in my heart. And my weekly tv routine. My Tivo, on the other hand, is grateful for the space freed up on the hard drive now that the tale of Oceanic 815 has been told. Continue reading “Christian Shepherd’s Pie”
Category: Main Course
Steak and Oh My Gravy
I’ve mentioned a time or two, or twenty, that I have a reality television affliction. I blame it on cable and Tivo because before they came into my life, I happily turned the boob tube off and read books or called people. Or got off my couch and actually left my house. Ok, maybe not so much that last one. I know I need to take responsibility for my actions, and make healthier choices, so I have quietly started to break up with some of my mental junk food, deleting season passes out of Tivo.
Like falling in with the “wrong” crowd, getting hooked on reality television programming is a slippery slope. It started innocently enough for me. Wonderous treasures on Antiques Roadshow. Stir fry on Yan Can Cook. Homesteading drama on Frontier House. Power tools with The New Yankee Workshop. And happy little trees and clouds with Bob Ross. PBS was my commercial-free gateway drug into reality television. Continue reading “Steak and Oh My Gravy”
Relationship Issues
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”
(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.
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”
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”
Spiced Chicken
In a perfect world, I would:
- Travel and paint and read.
- Be fluent in French.
- See the inside of my gym on a regular basis instead of just driving past it occasionally.
- Interact with my friends in person regularly instead of sporadically texting or emailing them.
- Watch less mental junk food television programming.
- Cultivate a green thumb, if it kills me.
- Have oodles of free time to cook and photograph and write. Continue reading “Spiced Chicken”
TMI
I’m a bad typist. I remember taking typing in high school thinking that the class was a complete waste of my time. Why did Cecil County Public Schools think that I needed to know how to type? This was all back when computers as we know them today were insanely expensive. They weren’t in people’s homes and they certainly weren’t in schools. But the Board of Education said I had to take typing. So I did. I spent hours in Mr. Cleek’s classroom with typing drills – The quick brown fox jump over the lazy dog…or some such nonsense. Actually, I probably paid more attention to the boys in the class than to my IBM Selectric. So is it any wonder that I’m a typo queen? Continue reading “TMI”
Nigella’s Beef Stew
Back in the day, my system of rating recipes was pretty basic. I pulled a recipe out of the folder, made it, and if I liked it, I put a check mark on the page. The idea was that all these checked pages would promptly be filed away in my 3 ring binder and become my low tech recipe database. Or if I wasn’t completely sold on a recipe, I’d scribble some notes on the page, put it back in the folder, and make it again later. Sometimes my follow through was better than others.
As I’ve been weeding though my old recipes to make them to post here at BAH, my new high tech recipe database, I’ve been trying to reconcile the checks with the final dishes. And I can’t always figure out what I was thinking. Take Nigella’s Beef Stew. Continue reading “Nigella’s Beef Stew”



















