Friday, August 27, 2010

Summer Produce-palooza: Roasted Red Pepper Dip







As Ferris Bueller says, "Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in awhile, you could miss it."

One minute you're enjoying fresh strawberry country cake and setting off fireworks in the backyard and the next minute you're in an over air-conditioned Staples stocking up on 6 different colors of "sturdy homework folders".


And the first  high school football game of the season is tonight.
How the hell did that happen?

While I wish that the Summer Produce-palooza could go on for  many more weeks, I am sad to say it will be coming to a close soon. One of the farmers told me blueberries and blackberries only have another week or two to go. Kinda makes me want to cry...

Today, to cheer us both up,  I offer you a fan favorite...



Roasted Red Pepper Dip

2 large red bell peppers, roasted, seeded and peeled
(For instructions on how to roast a pepper, click here. You could also use roasted peppers from a jar. But the ones you roast yourself have a lot more flavor. Just saying.)

4 oz. sun-dried tomatoes packed in oil, drained and patted dry

2 cloves garlic, roughly chopped

2 tsps. ground cumin

1-2 pickled jalapenos, roughly chopped (or more to taste)

1/4 cup fresh cilantro

1 bunch scallions, white part only, roughly chopped

8 oz. cream cheese, softened

salt and pepper to taste

When peppers  have cooled to room temperature, press them firmly between paper towels to remove excess liquid. Otherwise the dip will be too runny.

Place peppers, sun-dried tomatoes, garlic, cumin, jalapeno, cilantro, scallions and cream cheese in a food processor. Process until smooth. Season with salt and pepper as desired.
Turn out into a serving bowl. Serve with tortilla chips or fresh vegetables.




Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Summer Produce-palooza: Sesame Green Beans

Here I am five days into the promised post-a-day-for-a-week and what did I do yesterday?

I FORGOT to post!
No, I wasn't too busy. Just working at the book store where there was definitely some down time.
I used it to check Facebook. And read other blogs. You'd think that would remind me to write my own.
Nor did I run out of ideas. Got plenty of those.

I just forgot.
Whoops. I guess it's to be expected now that I'm 50.

Now that the mea culpa is out of the way, let's get to the produce...


This is a dish I've been making for a very long time. So long in fact, that I have it on a handwritten recipe card. It was given to me by a distant cousin, possibly even made for my baby shower. That was 19 years ago.
It's still a keeper.


Sesame Green Beans


3 lbs. green beans, trimmed

2 Tbsps. sesame seeds, toasted

1/3 cup red wine vinegar

1/3 cup sesame oil

1/3 cup soy sauce

1 Tbsp. Dijon mustard

2 tsps. sugar

2 cloves garlic, minced

1/4 cup scallions, chopped

1/4 cup red bell pepper, finely diced

1/4 cup yellow bell pepper, finely diced

Blanch the green beans in boiling water until they turn bright green, about 4 minutes. Drain and place in an ice water bath to stop the cooking and retain the bright color.

Whisk together vinegar, soy sauce, mustard, sugar and sesame oil. Add garlic and scallions.

Remove green beans from ice water and pat dry. Arrange on a deep platter - it looks really nice if they're all going the same way. Pour dressing over them, then the red and yellow peppers. Sprinkle with sesame seeds.




Sunday, August 22, 2010

Summer Produce-palooza: Chocolate Zucchini Cake

Ever wonder how this



can become this?



Turning a green vegetable into a truly moist and delicious chocolate cake is a pretty good party trick. And I swear, you (or your children) would never guess there's zucchini in there. No little green specks, no weird textures.

I made this and brought it into the book store with me one day last week. It made the UPS guy, the postal worker and a couple of little kids really happy. I bet it'll make you happy too.

This recipe comes from a lovely new-ish blog,  written by another Mainer. There's really no sense in me copying the whole thing here, so click over and visit Jen at Fogg Road Kitchen. Not only will you be introduced to a new friend, you'll get the Chocolate Zucchini Cake recipe. Bonus!

Enjoy - I'll see you tomorrow!

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Summer Produce-palooza: Feta-Stuffed Peppers

A visit to the BIG Portland farmers' market today had my mind swirling like a midwest tornado.
So much beautiful produce. So many ways to use it.
What could I subject my family to tonight?








Ok, peppers it is!

I had seen this recipe a week or two ago and it sounded like something we'd really like.
Oh man was I right. I love when that happens.

You could do this with any kind of chile pepper that's on the smallish side. If you like your food spicy, go for an Anaheim or Fresno chile. For a milder flavor, try a Hungarian or Banana pepper. Even those mini-bell peppers would be great. There should be plenty to choose from at a BIG farmers' market.

Feta-Stuffed Peppers adapted from Saveur


6-8 chile peppers of your choice (or  a few more if they're very small)

9 oz. feta, crumbled

2 Tbsps. extra-virgin olive oil

2 Tbsps. plain Greek yogurt

2 Tbsps. fresh parsley, minced

1 tsp. grated lemon zest

1/4 tsp. dried oregano

1 large egg

1/4 cup grated Parmesan cheese

sea salt and pepper to taste

Arrange a rack 6" from the broiler element and set oven to broil. (Alternatively, you could do this on the grill.) Line a baking sheet with foil and place peppers on it. Broil, turning once, about 5 minutes or until soft and lightly charred. Transfer to a rack until cool enough to handle.

In a medium bowl, whip the feta, olive oil, yogurt, parsley, zest, oregano and egg with a hand mixer. Season with salt and pepper.

When peppers are cool, cut a slit lengthwise from the stem to almost the tip of each pepper. Scoop out seeds and ribs. Stuff each pepper with some of the feta mix. Transfer to a foil-lined baking pan. Chill for 30 minutes.

Sprinkle peppers with Parmesan. Broil until cheese is golden brown and bubbly, 5-7 minutes. Transfer to a serving platter and serve hot.

See you tomorrow!



Friday, August 20, 2010

Summer Produce-palooza: Blueberry Port Sauce

Lucky me.
I am part of a wonderful cooking group that meets once a month. Whoever hosts gets to choose the theme and the menu. In August, choosing to work with local produce is a no-brainer. Jennifer put together an excellent menu highlighting Maine's blueberries.

We started with Blueberry Mojitos.


They were served with a delicious crab salad in endive.



 It was a beautiful evening, so we were able to eat out in Jennifer's garden.








Gorgeous, isn't it?  She's a landscape designer. The next course was grilled shrimp over a salsa made of corn, avocado, tomatoes, cilantro and of course, blueberries. The berries added a nice burst of sweetness to the salsa.



My vote for the best thing all night was the blueberry-port sauce served over lamb steaks. We passed that  pitcher of sauce around many times, even when the lamb was gone.  It was so divine you could just eat it up with a spoon.

After dreaming of that sauce all week, I decided to make it last night. I served it with grilled pork tenderloin. To be honest, I'm not a big fruit-with-meat person. But for this, I can make an exception.



It would be awesome on duck too. I bet you could sub in blackberries and it would be equally fabulous. It was super easy to make. You can even use frozen berries when the good local ones are no longer available.

Blueberry-Port Wine Sauce


2 Tbsps. minced shallots

1 cup blueberries, fresh or frozen

1/2 cup Port

1 cup beef broth

2 tsps. sugar

1 tsp. fresh rosemary, chopped

1 Tbsp. unsalted butter

In a medium saucepan, combine shallots, berries, Port, beef broth and sugar. Bring to a boil over medium-high heat. Continue boiling for about an hour until sauce is reduced by half.


See? It practically cooks itself!
Remove from heat and stir in rosemary and butter. Keep warm until ready to serve.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Summer Produce-palooza: Shaved Zucchini Salad



It's the perfect evening for an on-the-deck summer supper. We have friends from the Ranch coming and
the menu is full of the season's best fruits and vegetables. There's a little meat too 'cause some protein is never a bad thing.

Since I've committed to bringing you a week's worth of summer produce recipes, I'm going to stretch this  out over several days, one dish at a time. Today it's...



Shaved Zucchini Salad with Parmesan and Pine Nuts adapted from Bon Appetit


2 lbs. medium zucchini (avoid the gargantuan ones - too many seeds)

1/2 cup fresh basil, coarsely chopped

1/4 cup pine nuts, lightly toasted

1/3 cup extra-virgin olive oil

juice of one lemon

1 tsp. sea salt

freshly ground black pepper

1/4 tsp. crushed red pepper

small wedge of Parmesan cheese

Cut bottoms and tops from zucchini. Peel skin.
Using the vegetable peeler, or mandoline (if you know how), and working lengthwise, slice zucchini into long ribbons, about 1/16" thick. Place ribbons a large serving bowl. Add basil and nuts.

Whisk together olive oil, lemon juice, salt, pepper and red pepper in a small bowl. When ready to serve, add dressing to zucchini and toss well to coat. Using the vegetable peeler, shave strips of Parmesan over salad.


Light, lovely, refreshing and a good way to use up some of that zucchini.
See you tomorrow!

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Summer Produce-palooza: Bruschetta

Hi.
Guess what I decided to do.

Post everyday for the next week. Big commitment, I know.

But it's nearing the end of summer and there are so many delicious things still to do. And make.

Awhile back, I wrote about how I cannot grow anything. But I am the farmers' market best customer. I'm happy to pay whatever it takes to get this kind of produce.





Let's call it the Summer Produce-palooza and get on with it.

Today we'll be making bruschetta, pronounced with a hard "c" - brusketta. That's the way the Italians say it.

Bruschetta is simply tomatoes on bread, but it's the sum of its parts that makes it so spectacular.
Perfectly ripe tomatoes, fresh basil, garlic and really, really good crusty bread. The type of tomato isn't all that important - Beefsteak, Sungold, Big Boy, Brandywines - whatever. This time of year they are all flavorful. It's fine to use a couple of different kinds too.

You'll need ....

1 loaf of crusty bread, like a scala or ciabatta, sliced 1/2" thick

2 lbs. of summer tomatoes, as described above. Use less if it's just for two of you, more if you need it

fresh basil, 8-10 leaves, chopped

extra-virgin olive oil

2 cloves garlic

sea salt and freshly ground pepper

Dice tomatoes into pieces approximately 1/2". ( Don't obsess over the size. This is meant to be easy not precise.) Place in a colander set on paper towels or a dishcloth. Let drain for about an hour. Shake colander over sink to drain more of the excess liquid.


Place drained tomatoes in a bowl. Mix in basil, salt and pepper to taste.



Drizzle olive oil on bread slices, about 1 teaspoon on each.


You can either grill the bread slices on your outdoor grill or indoors on a grill pan. Cook until they are slightly crisp and browned. (They could also be toasted if the other two options don't work for you. )
As soon as the bread comes off the grill, rub one side of it with a cut clove of garlic.
Pile tomatoes generously on top.



Bruschetta!
See you tomorrow.

Friday, August 13, 2010

Food for Thought - Caramelized Onion Dip

Hey guys - I know you're wondering, "where is the rest of this post?" Friends, you gotta click on the title where through the magic of the internet you will be taken to my ACTUAL BLOG! Go for it.


Ok, now that you are where you should be, welcome to my post created for Food for Thought, where books are cooked and reviewed.






If you live in New England, you are surely aware of the existence of a certain group of people, some times referred to as Yankees (nothing to do with the baseball team), Old Money, Brahmins or even the slightly derogatory WASPs. You may even be one.
These families have been in America longer than you and me and sometimes they like to remind you of that. But often they are more discreet about it, which is characteristic of this genus.

Often they have sailboats, horses and big old houses that have been in the family for generations. They belong to yacht clubs or country clubs where they can drink gin and tonics after a game of tennis with other People Like Them. 
They do not wear socks with their Topsiders. Their Lacoste shirts are faded and frayed, worn with decades-old khakis.
They generally attend private schools and then Ivy League colleges.
Food is not their strong point. In fact it is not the point at all.



This is the world of Father of the Rain by Lily King.

The story begins on Daley Amory's 11th birthday. She is the daughter of  Gardiner Amory - patriarch, serial husband, bigot, alcoholic. 

Daley's mother, fed up with his faults, has plans to leave her father the next day, taking Daley with her, leaving only a note behind. When Daley returns to the house at the end of the summer, hopeful to maintain a relationship with her father, she finds he has already moved on. The mother of a friend has moved into the house along with her family, replacing Daley and her mother, with barely an explanation.

 Daley tries to come to terms with the new order - a small apartment for her mother and her, new step-siblings, a boyfriend for Mom. The only constant is her father's habits and addiction.
Martinis with tiny onions by the pool. Steak with A1 sauce. Cigarettes. Bickering with his new wife.
Where does Daley fit in?

The second half of the book takes place in Daley's adulthood. She has accepted a teaching position at Berkeley and is ready to start the next chapter of her life when her brother calls. Gardiner is in a bad way; he's talking of killing himself; Catherine has left him. She agrees to come east to help out but "for only three days. "

Of course she is forced to change her plans. She makes a deal - in order for her to stay, he must join AA.
She becomes the dutiful daughter, he the recovering addict. 
Daley takes him to his meetings. Plays tennis with him at the club.
 And tries to teach him to cook. He requests asparagus with hollandaise, lamb chops, lima beans.
She tells her boyfriend "This is not about me. It's about him."
Oh really?



Picture the calm blueness of a backyard pool, behind a rambling, wooden New England style home. There's a small pool house with a bar, where Gardiner refreshes his martinis time and time again. Freshly cut grass  surrounds the terrace. There's a tennis court just beyond. It's late afternoon, and there's a 7 pm dinner reservation at the club.
What do you think Gardiner and Catherine are having with their cocktails?

I'm guessing onion dip with chips. A young, eager-to-please Daley was probably in the kitchen mixing together  a pack of Lipton dried onion soup and a container of sour cream.

Is that the kind of dip we would make here at Mignardise?
No. No it isn't.
We can take that lowly recipe and make something entirely more delicious out of it, with just a teeny bit more effort. No need to even put down that martini.




Caramelized Onion Dip

1 large sweet onion, such as Vidalia, cut in half then thinly sliced

1 Tbsp. olive oil

1 Tbsp. butter

1 cup sour cream (low-fat is fine)

1 cup plain yogurt (regular, Greek, nonfat, whatever)

salt and pepper to taste


The key to caramelizing onions is this: low and slow.
Start by heating the oil and butter over medium heat in a large saute pan until the butter has melted. Add the onion slices and stir thoroughly so that all are coated with the butter/oil mixture. 
When the onions begin to brown slightly, turn the heat down to low. Continue cooking, stirring occasionally, until the onions are very soft, fragrant and deep brown. Season with salt and pepper.

About half way there




Nice and golden, but not quite caramelized yet
This is no time for impatience. Pour yourself another drink and wait it out. The flavor will be worth it. This could take up to 45 minutes.
Once the onions are finished cooking, remove from the pan and allow them to cool.
When cool, chop them into a fine dice.
Mix sour cream and yogurt together, then stir in onions.

Serve with the chip of your choice.

And be sure to visit Food for Thought for more books and cooks.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

A Day at the BlogHer Conference, Part II

Rested up?
Ready to get back into the game?
Here we go...

4 pm  Having been subjected to punishingly cold air conditioning all day,  I decide it's time to get some real air. Like outside. I have an agenda. Find Momofuku Milk Bar, home of the justifiably famous Compost Cookie and Crack Pie.

4:10 pm  Hit in the face with August-in-New-York heat as I leave the Hilton. Google Maps tells me that Momofuku is but one block away on W.  56th Street. I walk the block between 6th Avenue and 5th. No sign of Momofuku. But what do I spy with my little eye? Henri Bendel!

4:30 pm  Score a pink silk scarf on sale - 60% off.  Jealous? You should be. I leave with my little iconic brown and white stripe bag a happy girl.

4:35 pm  Head back towards the Hilton, on the other side of 56th street, determined to find my Compost Cookie. Look verrrrrry carefully at each and every doorway, and finally there it is...in a space half the size of my hotel room. Which is pretty darn small to begin with. Get my cookie and consider a helping of salty pistachio caramel soft serve.

4:36 pm  Recall all the Butterfingers I've already consumed today and leave with just the $3 cookie. Vow to come back tomorrow for more Momofuku (so much fun to say!) treats.

5 pm  Back in my room for a quick shower and dress for the BlogHer Voices of the Year Community Keynote Address, Reception, Auction and Gala. To which I am already late.

5:30 pm  Arrive in packed ballroom and grab a seat in the rear. I am just in time for a photography presentation by Stephanie of Pictures of Hope, documenting a trip to Tanzania and Rwanda. It is truly moving and I promise I am not being sarcastic (at this moment).

5:40 pm Blogger Marinka reads a post called "Fantastic News!" that has every woman in the place nodding in recognition and empathy, plus laughing hysterically. I am now sorry that I missed the first half of the event. But I had a date with Monsieur Bendel and a cookie that I could not pass up.

5:55 pm  I find Marcia and friend Carrie of Kablooey Quest. We go to view the artwork on display while ballroom is being transformed for the Gala. I also text MaryMac of the Pajamas & Coffee, one of my favorite non-food blogs. I am walking a thin line between stalking her and just trying to  say hello because I really admire her and think her blog is hilarious.

6:10 pm Waiting to hear back from MaryMac, I come upon a young dark-haired woman pecking at an old-fashioned typewriter.



She is Alana of Momku. She offers to write a haiku for me on the spot. Can you guess what subject I requested?



Couldn't have said it better myself.

6:15 pm Nearby is another woman at a similar typewriter. The line to meet and greet her is long. Is she someone I should know? Yes. She is The Bloggess. Makes me wish I had a title. (Perhaps Madame Mignardise? Whadda ya think?) I get in line behind three women all dressed in black and white. They are young and cute, but they are nice to me anyway and tell me that since I am wearing a black and white dress I can be part of their Glam Squad. I suddenly feel popular and only a little like I could be their mom. Check out Alison at Cabinessa (see? she has a title too).

6:20 pm  Still in line , I get a text from MaryMac. She's right behind me! Reading her blog makes me feel like we are already old friends. She slips me a Pajamas & Coffee travel mug filled with Silly Bandz. Thanks Mary. And please let me know when you are ready to move to Maine so we can be neighbors and drink coffee (and wine) in our pj's.



6:25 pm  The Bloggess (aka Jenny Lawson) is a hoot on her pink typewriter, typing out spontaneous and cryptic messages. Her blog is a must-read.

7 pm  Find Marcia and Carrie. We go in search of food, certain that BlogHer will provide us with a lovely dinner. All we find are coconut chicken fingers, lukewarm eggrolls and music so loud it makes my head hurt. Decide we must leave the building to get a real meal, as well as some peace.

7:30 pm Marcia knows all the hot spots in the neighborhood. We agree on Japanese noodles and head to Sapporo on 49th Street.

7:48 pm







8:45 pm  Marcia disappears into the NY subway abyss to head home. Carrie and I stroll back to the hotel. I notice Magnolia Bakery on the corner and make a mental note to come back tomorrow and check it out. I should be out of Butterfingers by then and looking for a cupcake.

9 pm The "Gala" is going strong and I'm sure there are loads of private parties in full swing. Since I have not been invited to a single one, I retire for the evening. Ecstatic to have a king-sized bed all to myself, a tv and the last few chapters of Girl With the Dragon Tattoo.

11:55 pm  Dream I am a contestant on Iron Chef. Padma is the judge and the secret ingredient is Butterfingers.




Sunday, August 8, 2010

A Day at the BlogHer Conference, Part I

Come along! Join me at my first day at BlogHer 2010 in lovely New York City...

7:00 am Wake up slightly hung over from last night's dinner and wine at Jean-Georges' Nougatine, with college roommate, her husband and Sean of Spectacularly Delicious.

7:45 am Make my way down to the Newbie Breakfast, where presumably, everyone there knows no one there. Like me. A charming and friendly Texan named Diane (Lipstick Digest) invites me to sit with her. Others join us and we learn the ins and outs of succeeding at a BlogHer conference.  The breakfast is sponsored by Tropicana. Lots of oj and bagels.

9:00 am 2500 mostly female bloggers enter the New York Hilton ginormous ballroom for an official welcome and State of the Blogosphere address by the founders of BlogHer.  Imagine the noise in a room, the size of an airplane hangar, filled with all those women who like to talk about themselves. Then double it.



9:45 am Check out the BlogHer bookstore. Peruse volumes from bloggers who have gotten book deals. Titles include "Stop Dressing Your Six-Year-Old Like a Skank", "I'd Trade My Husband for a Housekeeper" and "Bright Lights, Big Ass". Wonder if my blog needs to be edgier to get a book deal. I bought one book called "No One Cares What You Had for Lunch". In retrospect, it may not be the best choice for a food blogger.

10:30 am  Attend session called Writing Inspiration: Stoke Your Creativity. There is a somewhat heated debate over whether a writer should practice writing every day or not. Best quote of the session: "Lots of people sacrifice what they want for what they want right now." So while I would really like to be watching Mad Men right now, getting out this blog post is a more important step in the grand scheme of things.

11:45 am Leaving the session room, I spy a nice spread of cookies and other sweets. I'm psyched because I think it must be coffee break time - yay! But no, it's actually lunch. To my left I see sandwiches and salads. Why ruin a perfectly nice coffee break with real food?





11:50 am I hear someone call my name. How can that be? No one knows me here. But wait, there is just one person - Marcia, the woman I met briefly last night before going out to dinner. I'm not alone! Marcia writes a great blog about children's lit (The Diamond in the Window). She suggests we go upstairs and check out some of the sponsor suites.

11:55 am I find myself in the Align Probiotics suite, conveniently situated next to the Metamucil suite. They want to discuss my digestive system, but they are also offering free reflexology massages. Fine, we can talk about my small intestine. Just let me sit down and get my feet rubbed. Thank you for the most blissful and relaxing 15 minutes of the entire day.

12:20 pm Marcia and I have a quick lunch then head over to the Exhibition Hall, where sponsors are standing by to give us lots of free stuff they want us to blog about. Or buy when the samples run out.
A full size bottle of Eucerin is a nice offer, but I don't think it'll make it past airport security going home, so I take a pass. The Nickelodeon booth has a special celebrity guest:


So does Pillsbury,



Terra Chips introduces me to a new Spicy Asian flavor, that I have to admit is pretty tasty.


1:45 pm I am offered a taste of Butterfingers new Snackerz. When I tell the Butterfingers ladies that this is the one candy I demand my children give me from their Halloween bags, they are so excited they give me a huge bag of candy. Score!



2:00 pm I hear Padma Lakshmi of Top Chef fame (and previously married to Salman Rushdie) is over at the Hillshire Farm booth. Really? Not how I imagine her spending her free time, but ok. I wait to meet her because I am a big fan of Top Chef and I'm sure she'll give me all the juicy inside scoop. Maybe we'll bond over a Butterfinger.

2:10 pm I am offered some Hillshire Farm Pre-Packaged Luncheon Meat. No thanks...I'm just waiting for Padma. Corn dog? No really, I just had lunch and a whole bunch of Butterfingers.

2:15 pm Padma emerges to sign autographs and have her photo taken. I introduce myself and ask a bystander to snap a picture.


Padma is not amused. Really Padma - Hillshire Farm? Maybe that Top Chef gig isn't working out as well as I thought.

2:17 pm Walk by the Assets by Sara Blakely booth, the same company that brought us Spanx (lifesaver!).  I'm offered a Tummy Control Undergarment. Was it the Butterfingers? I'm not too proud to take it.

2:30 pm  Head back to my room to drop off all the swag. Who do I meet in the elevator?



2:45 pm A couple of the scheduled sessions appeal to me. I'm forced to choose between Bringing Sex Out of the Closet, Good Blog Design or How to Take Great Pictures. Hmmm...I sacrifice what I want right now (guess which one) for what I want (mad photography skills).

Are you exhausted yet?
Take a break and come back for Part II of my BlogHer adventure tomorrow.
Just wait 'til you hear about The Bloggess and a Japanese dinner.
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