new kitchen, heirloom tomatoes

It has been a surprisingly hot and unsurprisingly lovely summer so far. Drenched in sweat, the stickiest I've been above the Mason-Dixon line, I have had a wonderful two months while neglecting this blog. There was a trip to Texas filled with gush-worthy pork belly and the juiciest peaches and my mother: the only person who never fails to be in the mood for gelato every time that I am. I've been cooking a little, less than I said I would after the stresses of school fell away, but more than seems appropriate when 97 degrees makes turning on the oven seem ridiculous. New seasonal tastes have arrived, I can barely drink water if it doesn't have a hefty handful of cucumbers in it. I have renewed my devotion to stone fruits, the peaches, the plums, and the apricots, oh my. And all of this in a brand new kitchen, four blocks from the old. I am still adjusting to the shift, I haven't organized my spices, I have yet to hold a potluck, and the toaster remains in an awkward limbo between the top of the refrigerator and the counter. 

But enough is enough, and to truly christen a kitchen, baking a pie is in order. On my flight down to Texas in early June I read a book by Laurie Colwin where she waxes poetically about a tomato pie. Never having eaten one, this struck me first as odd and then as brilliant. I nearly forgot about my savory pie intentions until this week, when flipping through a Gourmet from last summer I saw a recipe that the editors described as an offspring of Colwin's pie and a cheesy James Beard version. It was time. The oven preheated, the dough rolled out, I christened my oven with the smells of roasting tomatoes and fresh basil. And it was good, really good. Carefully (and astonishingly successful) I wrapped the still warm pie in plastic bags and biked gently over to my friends to present them with the goods. Three slices of cheesy, sweet corn filled, crusty pie deliciousness later we all sat, sated by the freshness of summer produce and the feeling of indulgence and nourishment that can only come from a flaky homemade pie crust. And that is exactly the note I wanted to set for my new kitchen: a place where real ingredients can be combined with loving effort to nourish the ones I love. 

Tomato Pie

adapted from the August 2009 Gourmet

serves 6 as a light meal

2 cups all-purpose flour

1 Tbsp baking powder

1 3/4 tsp salt, divided

6 Tbs cold unsalted butter, cut into 1/2 inch cubes, plus 2 tsp melted

3/4 cup 2% milk

1/3 cup mayonnaise

2 Tbs fresh lemon juice

1 3/4 lb heirloom tomatoes, or the best you can find, sliced crosswise 1/4 inch thick

1 cup of corn, about 2 ears, chopped coarsely

4 Tbs chopped basil, divided

6 ounces grated sharp cheddar, about 1 1/2 cups

Whisk together flour, baking powder, 3/4 tsp salt in a bowl, then blend in cold butter with your fingertips until mixture resembles coarse meal. Add milk, stirring until mixture just forms a ball. 

Divide dough in half and roll out to 12 inch rounds, about 1/8 inch thick. Lay one round on the bottom of a glass pie plate, trimming any overhang. 

Preheat oven to 400 degrees.

Whisk together lemon juice and mayonnaise.

Arrange half of tomatoes in the crust, overlapping, and sprinkle half the corn, 2 Tbs basil, and a  pinch of salt and pepper over the top.

Repeat with remaining tomatoes, corn, basil, salt and pepper, then add one cup of the cheese.

Pour lemon mayonnaise over the filling and top with remaining cheese. 

Add second round of pie crust to the top, folding overhang over the edge of bottom crust and pinching to seal. Cut 4 steam vents into top of crust and brush with 2 tsp of melted butter.

Bake pie until crust is golden and filling is bubbling, about 35 minutes. Let cool and serve warm or at room temperature. Dig in.

cantaloupe sorbet and my birthday

Glancing over my past posts, I have noticed a slight tendency towards decadence. I love writing about food, making and serving it to others, and I want every recipe posted here to be delicious. I want you to squeal with pleasure at the first bite. And to do that, I have given you creamy cheesy enchiladas, opulent pies, and comforting pastas.

This past week I turned 20. With my birthday, I completely let go of the pretence of healthy hedonism and totally bask in guilt free gluttony. So much good food. I wish I could bottle the chocolate filling on my birthday cake and smear it on toast for breakfast every morning. Although then I would have to give up the week's habit of brie and baguettes for breakfast...

Alas, I can not live on crusty bread and fatty cheeses alone. At least not with summer approaching. So I set out on a healthier path, a healthy dish in mind. Something I would still eagerly rush to post about, but something more spring-like: light, fresh, devoid of cheese. I was leaning towards something with quinoa, filled with veggies until I bought the most adorable trio of ripe cantaloupes, just begging to be made into sorbet. I know, I know, dessert isn't the lofty healthy ideal I was reaching for, but this is almost totally fruit! Baby steps. 

Well. Maybe there is a reason decadence is my go-to option. This sorbet isn't amazing. It is pretty good though, and very refreshing. I do think that in summer, with a more gutsy seasonal cantaloupe it could be superb. Or combined with some champagne for a slushie. Or as a granita with mint... For now, I will settle for healthy. 

Cantaloupe sorbet

-one ripe cantaloupe, seeded with rind trimmed off, cut into chunks

-3 Tbs lemon juice

-2 Tbs water

-1/4 cup sugar

In a blender or food processor, blend cantaloupe until totally smooth. In a small saucepan, or by briefly microwaving in a glass, combine the lemon juice, water, and sugar. Add to the cantaloupe mixture and blend in. Refrigerate for about an hour, or until very cold. Freeze in an ice cream maker. 

Or, for all of ya'll without ice cream makers (poor you.) here is the granita version.

warm weather and a heavenly key lime pie

Is it warm and magnificent where you are? Is it picnic weather? Is it the first time where you feel like wearing anything less than your most summery, light weight, gloriously scant outfit would be a crime? Chicago is fantastic right now. It is bursting with flower buds, fragrant with plants, demanding that I fill my days with sunshine and too-short shorts.

For me these spring-time miraculous spurts of warmth are demanding of spring food. Food that begs to be eaten after a day of blister forming active discovering of your city, or getting the years first sunburn. Tasty eats like prosciutto wrapped melon and cold sesame noodles. The perfect strawberry ice cream, bought from a man with a cart, on a perfect day. Thank God winter has passed.

If your weather is as celebratory as ours in Chicago you simply must make this frozen key lime pie. Brightly acidic and luxuriously decadent, you deserve this after all the sweaters and scarves and numb toes and never ending waits for the bus in the snow. It is the antithesis of winter: a really amazingly citrus-y frozen pie, I couldn't tell if I was shoving it in my mouth to prevent it from melting or just because it was so sublime. Just like Spring however, this pie requires an insufferable wait. The actual pie took me and my saccharine partner in crime Cecile about 20 minutes to make. And four hours of agony waiting for it to freeze. But it was worth it. Totally. 

Frozen Key Lime Pie

exactly as the brilliant Ina Garten intended it

serves 8

Crust

-1 1/2 cups graham cracker crumbs (about 10 crackers)

-1/4 cup sugar

-6 Tbs (3/4 stick) unsalted butter

Filling

-6 extra-large egg yolks, at room temperature

-1/4 cup sugar

-1 (14-ounce) can sweetened condensed milk

-2 tablespoons grated lime zest

-3/4 cup freshly squeezed lime juice (4 to 5 limes

For Decoration

-1 cup (1/2 pint) heavy whipping cream

-1/4 cup sugar

-1 tsp. vanilla extract

-sliced lime wedges for garnish

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F.

For the crust, combine the graham cracker crumbs, sugar, and butter in a bowl. Press into a 9-inch pie pan, making sure the sides and the bottom are an even thickness. Bake for 10 minutes. Let cool.

For the filling, beat the egg yolks and sugar on high speed in the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with a paddle attachment for 5 minutes, until thick. With the mixer on medium speed, add the condensed milk, lime zest, and lime juice. Pour into the baked pie shell and freeze about an hour. 

For the decoration, beat the heavy cream on high speed in the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with the whisk attachment until soft peaks form. Add the sugar and vanilla and beat until firm. Spoon or pipe decoratively onto the pie and decorate with lime. Freeze for several hours or overnight. Try to wait as long as you can, I know the temptation is unbearable. Congratulations for surviving winter, Spring is here!

easter and the best goat cheese and leek tart

Easter has a soft spot in my heart. With Easter comes many of my favorite things: discounted candy, deviled eggs, spring, baby animals. Unfortunately Easter has also often meant uncomfortable dresses, awkward brunches, and an extra long mass. But, ah the beauty of growing up and creating one's own Easter, free of puffy dresses and religious obligations. My first Easter sans the family, was magnificent (although I would have love to try my mother's curried deviled eggs with mango chutney.....). Eggs galore, mimosas flowing, my Chicago "family" of friends, the most perfect sunny Chicago afternoon, and a really good leek tart. 

This might sound heretical to some, but I think leeks might be the new Easter ham.  The proudly display many of Spring's best qualities: freshly sprung with the ground, bursting with flavor, providing hope to the winter-weary. OK, maybe not hope, but deep eggy satisfaction for sure. 

This tart is really good. A light crust, rich egg center, delicate leek flavor, and  decadent goat cheese. Just the kind of dish you want to serve to your impromptu family on Easter. Say a prayer first and all of your church truancy shall be absolved. 

So for your next brunch or family gathering, make this. It is best eaten on a porch while you get the first sunburn of the year. 

Goat Cheese and Leek Tart

simplified from Bon Appetit and Molly Wizenburg

Crust

-4 Tbs ice water (or more)

-3/4 tsp vinegar

-1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour

-3/4 tsp salt

-1/2 cup plus 1 Tbs chilled unsalted butter, cut into 1/2 inch pieces

Filling

-1/2 cup whole milk

-1/2 cup heavy whipping cream

-1 large egg

-1 large egg yolk

-1/4 tsp salt

-1/2 cup goat cheese, crumbled

-1 1/2 cups leek confit*

Combine ice water and vinegar in a bowl. Blend flour and salt in a bowl (use a food processor for this is you have one, I used my hands). Add butter and combine until mixture resembles course meal. Add water in small increments, until mixture forms moist clumps. Add more water by the teaspoon if dough seems dry. Roll into a ball, wrap in plastic wrap and refrigerate two hours or up to 3 days. 

Position rack in center of oven and preheat to 375 degrees. Roll dough out and place in a 9-inch pie pan. Bake for 35 minutes or until golden brown and slightly puffy. 

While pie crust cools, prepare filling. Whisk milk, cream, egg, egg yolk, and salt in a medium bowl until combined. Sprinkle half of goat cheese on bottom of pie crust, top with leek confit, and spread remaining goat cheese on top. Pour milk mixture over. Bake until center looks set, filling is slightly puffy, and the top is lightly golden, about 35 minutes. Let cool slightly, and serve. Enjoy!

*Leek Confit: sounds hard, super easy

Trim 3 large leeks to only the white and pale green parts. Chop into 1/4 inch slices. Saute on low with half a stick of butter (1/4 cup) and a 1/2 tsp of salt until very tender. 

austin + sour cream tomatillo enchiladas

My spring time trip home to Texas is one of ritual. The way other cultures welcome spring with dances and ceremonies, I embrace the new season with barbeque and SXSW. I have been fortunate enough to have my spring break the past few years land at the end of march, arguably Austin's most beautiful time of the year, and also the week of SXSW. So straight from finals, intense amounts of stress, and Chicago's winter I arrive to a weekend of bluebonnets, red bud trees in bloom, and my favorite bands playing for free. It's amazing. School forgotten, I am free to float around Austin, soaking up the sun, while Chicago begins it's thaw.

Food may be the most important part of my Spring ritual. Music is a close second, but food literally replenishes me after the long (terrible, cold, miserable, unbearable...) winter. First there is the obligatory trip to Lockhart, TX for the most incredible brisket, then a fried avocado taco at Torchy's, and a trip to Austin is never complete without a cherry lime slush. All this eaten in 75 degree weather.

I will stop there, to prevent more of you from moving to Austin, clogging up the highways, and making me wait in excessive lines for SXSW shows! I mean you, Black Keys fans. So for all of ya'll stuck up North, here is the closest approximation to a certain Austin Tex-Mex restaurant's Deluxe Tomatillo sauce, the most heavenly use of sour cream that enchiladas have ever known. I made these enchiladas for a potluck right before my return home, and again a few days later with my mom. They got every Texan at the table's seal of approval. Sorry I can't send you some of this sunshine but this is just as satisfying, I swear. Beneath the chicken, you'll find my veggie-fied version with black beans and acorn squash.

Deluxe Tomatillo chicken enchiladas

adapted from Homesick Texan

makes enough for 5 hungry Texans

-2 pounds chicken thighs

-salt & pepper

-olive oil

-1/2 medium onion diced

deluxe tomatillo sauce:

-3 cloves garlic, minced

-1 serrano chile, diced (adjust if your a spice wimp)

-2 Tbs butter

-2 Tbs flour

-2 cups chicken broth

-2 cups sour cream

-1 tsp cumin

-1/2 cup chopped cilantro

-8 fresh tomatillos, husked removed and sliced in half

-teensy bit of cayenne

-salt & pepper to taste

for enchiladas:

-12 corn tortillas

-2 Tbs canola oil

-2 cups shredded Monterey Jack cheese

-1/2 cup chopped cilantro

Preheat oven to 350.

Bake chicken, sprinkled with salt and pepper and the olive oil, in the oven for 30 minutes. Once cooled, shred with two forks and set aside. Turn oven to broil.

Meanwhile, melt the butter in a saucepan over medium heat, once warm add serrano chile. Cook until softened, 4 minutes, add garlic and cook for another. Add flour and cook for another minute. Add chicken broth to pot and whisk over heat until thickened. Stir in sour cream, cumin, cayenne, and cilantro until smooth. Remove from heat.

Place halved tomatillos in oven under broiler, and cook for about 5 minutes on each side until blistered but not black. Place broiled tomatillos and sauce in blender and blend on low until smooth. Turn oven back to 350.

This step may seem silly but crucial in preventing tortilla cracking: Heat canola oil in a skillet and cook tortillas one by one in skillet until soft, adding more oil if needed. Wrap in paper towel to keep warm.

To start assembling the enchiladas, pour one cup of sauce into bottom of a 9 x 13 pan. Place about 1/3 cup chicken, 1 tsp onion, and 1 Tbs cheese in each corn tortilla before rolling tightly and placing seam side down in the casserole dish. Pour remaining sauce over enchiladas, top with remaining cheese, and bake at 350 for about 25 minutes or until the cheese is bubbly and lightly browned.

Top with cilantro, serve, and pretend you're in Austin with me!

Veggie Deluxe Tomatillo Enchilada

alterations:

To make these into a vegetarian's dream, replace chicken broth with vegetable broth in sauce. Instead of chicken filling use thinly sliced acorn squash, brushed with olive oil, and baked for 15 minutes. Fill enchiladas with acorn squash, black beans, diced onion, and cheese. Totally different, but really good.

a fennel salad and a photo

There is a wonderful feeling that comes from carrying heavy bags filled with fresh produce. This feeling, somewhere between productivity and peace, makes it worth carrying these two bags on two different forms of public transportation more than four miles. 

Or maybe I'm just crazy, going weak kneed at the sight of cheap fennel and organic blood oranges. I'm such a sucker for a good deal. 

With spring teasing me with 40 degree days (!) and sunshine, my internal seasonal clock has me craving fresh vegetables. After a winter diet comprised mostly of cheese and carbs, my body has begun to protest, demanding nutrients. I placated it with this salad.

Subconsciously I began forming this salad at the store, buying fennel and blood orange, but it only really began to take form on the bus, when my wandering mind remembered this awesome post from one of my favorite food blogs, The Kitchn. Paring it down from it's leafy abundance I created a minimalist, healthy, and tasty side for some homemade pizza. 

It was really good. I once claimed I wasn't a fan of sweet-savory combos, but this salad is living proof I was lying. The saltiness from the olives and the pecorino is the perfect contrast to the rich sweetness of the blood orange and the slight anise flavor of the fennel. This is the perfect accompaniment for the first picnic of Spring. But I might wait for 50 degrees to do that...

Fennel, Blood Orange, and Olive Salad

makes enough for 4 side salads

-1 fennel bulb, sliced very thinly

-2 large blood oranges, segmented

-1/4 cup pitted olives, chopped in half (I used kalamata)

-an ounce of pecorino romano or parmesan, or to taste

-2 Tbs olive oil

-2 Tbs lemon juice

-salt & pepper to taste

Assemble together the fennel, blood orange segments, and olives. Shave the pecorino over, using a vegetable peeler.  Toss with olive oil & lemon juice. Enjoy. 

* On a side note, many thousands of thanks to my wonderful sister Eva for the great camera I now have to document all my culinary adventures. Please bear with me as I attempt to improve my food photography!

curry, spice, and everything's nice

I don't remember ever disliking Indian food. Instead I remember asking to go to the Clay Pit, Austin's finest Indian restaurant, for more than one birthday as a child, always loving the heavy smells and dim lighting, feeling so mature with my mango lassi. I thought lamb korma was the height of culinary perfection, creamy cashew deliciousness and tender meat. Don't even get me started on naan and raita. 

Moving to Chicago changed my relationship with Indian food a bit. There seems to be great Indian food restaurants everywhere, a few I've been lucky to eat at, but the prices are beyond my minuscule budget. Was Indian food this expensive when my parents were paying for it? (Thanks, Mom and Dad!)

I've always been a little timid at the thought of cooking Indian food, it seems so daunting, so complicated, so much better when someone else brings it to you with a warm basket of garlic naan. Alas, with the recent purchase of a plane ticket and my lack of financial planning, this is not an option. At the suggestion of my mother for a quick dinner, I made chicken curry. Awesome chicken curry. Heavily fragrant, intensely flavored, just rich enough to leave me sleepily full, awesome. 

And so easy! Not at all the laborious process I imagined. It's less work and more of a dumping everything delicious into a skillet and watching as it bubbles seductively, diffusing your house with curry smells. Pretty pleasant. And pretty cheap. Enough for you, another, and yourself again for lunch. You probably already have most of these ingredients languishing in your pantry and fridge. They're begging for you to use them, to take them off the shelf and transform them into something crave-worthy. 

Chicken Curry

adapted from Gourmet 2007

makes enough for 3 or 4

-1 1/2 pounds chicken drumsticks

-1 tsp salt

-2 Tbs olive oil

-3 garlic cloves chopped

-2 Tbs curry powder

-1/4 tsp cayenne (or to taste)

-1 14 oz. can light coconut milk

-1 14 oz. can stewed tomatoes

-3/4 cup fresh cilantro

(if you're feeling healthy, the original recipe calls for 1/4 cup currants and  1 10 oz. package of frozen okra.)

Pat chicken dry and sprinkle with salt. 

Heat oil in large skillet until hot but not smoking.  Brown chicken on both sides, about 5 minutes. Move chicken with tongs to plate. Stir garlic, curry powder, and cayenne into remaining oil before adding coconut milk and tomatoes with their juice. Bring to simmer, add chicken back into skillet. Briskly simmer about 20 minutes, or until chicken is cooked through and sauce has slightly reduced to a thick, heavenly consistency. Sprinkle with cilantro and serve with basmati rice or naan. And a healthy dollop of raita. Feast. 

Raita

-1 1/2 cup yogurt ( i used Greek)

-1/2 a large cucumber, peeled

-1 tsp salt

-1 tsp cumin

-2 Tbs freshly chopped cilantro

Chop cucumber into 1/2 inch sized chunks. Mix with yogurt, salt, cumin, and cilantro.  

craving spring, the south, and shrimp & grits

The first (perhaps I have blocked all the others out?) snow storm of the winter is here. Well the first major, snow down the side of your boots, shovels scraping the sidewalk, I don't wanna leave my apartment, snow storm. I'll admit (begrudgingly) that it's actually kind of beautiful. Winter wonderland aside, what I really want right now is home. The South.

As if my natural inborn southern longing wasn't enough, with the saints winning the super bowl, and taunting phone calls from a friend eating beignets and fried oysters in New Orleans, I have been pushed over the edge. I need warmth. Or at least some remoulade sauce.

I settled for shrimp and grits. I take that back, I indulged in shrimp and grits. The creaminess, oh the creaminess. Non-southerners seem to have their doubts about shrimp and grits. It does seem odd: breakfast grains cooked with cream, topped with tomatoes and shrimp. If you have any doubt to the deliciousness of this dish, just trust me. I trudged through the afore mentioned blizzard to the grocery store to get the ingredients for this. 60 minutes, mild frostbite, and a few sour words for the CTA's bus reduction later, I was totally glad I did.

But seriously. This is so good. Stick to your ribs, make you think you're in New Orleans good. Make it tonight, pretend you're not cold, and thank me tomorrow.

Shrimp & Grits with Pancetta

adapted from Chris Hastings via Bon Appetit November 2000

makes a filling meal for 4, or half in for yourself + leftovers

Grits

-4`1/2 cups chicken broth

-3/4 cups half and half 

-5 Tbs butter

-1 garlic clove, minced

-1 cup corn grits

Shrimp

-3 Tbs butter

1/3 cup finely chopped shallots

-1 1/2 pounds deveined and clean shrimp

-2 garlic cloves, minced

-1/2 cup dry white wine

1 14 1/2 ounce can of diced tomatoes

-2/3 cup pancetta, or diced bacon/prosciutto

-1/2 cup chopped parsley

for the grits:

Combine chicken broth, half and half, butter and garlic in large saucepan and bring to boil. Gradually whisk in grits. Return to boil while whisking. Turn heat on low and continue to simmer uncovered until grits are thick, stirring often, about 15 minutes.

for the shrimp:

Melt butter in large skillet over medium high heat. Saute shallots and garlic until tender, about 4 minutes. Add pancetta, saute another minute. Add wine to skillet and boil until reduces to glaze, about 5 minutes. Add shrimp, cook until no longer translucent, then add tomatoes and cook through until all is warm and tomatoes have slightly reduced, about 3 minutes. Stir in chopped parsley. Season with salt and pepper to taste.

Spoon grits into a shallow bowl, topping with shrimp mixture. Garnish with remaining bits of parsley. Enjoy. 

cold nights and warm pot pie

Lately I've been running everywhere. In the morning I run to the train, then I run in between all my classes, run home from the train, run to work and home again. If you could call it a run. An awkward winter hustle is more accurate, my hands shoved in my pockets, my head down low, an uncomfortable waddle as I try to keep my cheap backpack from smacking me in the face. 

The other night, after watching Heathers and pigging out on sundaes with a friend, I walked for the first time in weeks. It was a "warm night", about 25, and I was content just to walk briskly, shoulders back through the drunken wasteland that is my neighborhood on a Friday night. It helped I wasn't wearing a backpack. It felt so good to slow down and look around. 

Tonight, I'm running from homework. These past few days have been rough and I can't quite place why. Or I don't want to. So when I got off work today the last thing I wanted to do was sit down and work on my Research Methods project. Sexual promiscuity and gender differences was the last thing I wanted to delve into.  Instead, I turned to my favorite distraction: food. With the support of my family (and their wallets) I was able to make this fabulous pot pie my winter weary heart has been craving. So I slowed down for a little bit, labored over the stove, ate a meal with the family, and tried to breathe a little bit. 

And now to further postpone the homework, I thought I should immediately come home and share the recipe. I waited three weeks to make this, but that doesn't mean anyone else should have to. 

Chicken & Fennel Pot Pie

inspired by Bon Appetit, February 1995

Makes 8 individual portions or one large casserole dish. An aesthetic and availability choice really.

-5 cups low-sodium chicken broth

-1 large fennel bulb, trimmed, core removed, and sliced super thin

-1 3/4 pounds skinless, boneless chicken breasts, cut into 1 inch cubes

-1 cup diced carrot

-3/4 sliced button mushroom

-5 Tbs unsalted butter

-5 tbs unbleached white flour

-2 cups milk

-2 Tbs fresh lemon juice

-2 tsp. fennel seeds

-1/2 tsp. salt

-1 tsp. garlic powder

Pie Crust:

-3 cups sifted all purpose flour

-3/4 tsp salt

-3/4 cup unsalted butter (1 1/2 sticks), chilled

-4 1/2 Tbs vegetable shortening, chilled

-6 Tbs water

1 egg white

Bring chicken broth to a boil in a dutch oven. Add fennel, cook about 7 minutes. Add chicken  and carrot next, simmer all until carrot is tender, about 10 minutes. Pour into strainer over a bowl, reserve.

Preheat oven to 375.

Melt butter in large saucepan over medium-high heat. Add flour, stir for 2 minutes. Slowly add milk plus half a cup of reserved broth (discard rest of broth, or save for another use), until sauce is thick, about 4 minutes. Add lemon juice, fennel seeds, salt, garlic powder, and the sliced mushrooms. Add chicken mixture. Pour into 8 individual ramekins or a casserole dish. 

Meanwhile, roll out dough. Place on top of ramekins or casserole. Brush dough with whisked egg white.  Bake in oven until dough is golden and your whole kitchen smells heavenly, about 40 minutes. 

Sit down, breathe, enjoy :)

Pie Crust

Combine flour and salt in processor and blend. Add butter and shortening and process, using on/off turns, until mixture resembles coarse meal. Add 4 tablespoons water; blend in. Add enough additional water by tablespoonfuls to form moist clumps. Gather dough into ball; flatten into disk. Wrap in plastic and chill until cold, at least 1 hour or up to 1 day. Makes 8 small cups or enough to cover a casserole. 

cloudy with a poached egg on top

I've heard good things about this cooking for one business. The self-indulgence, total reliance on your own taste and schedule, etc. Theoretically, it sounds okay. But to me cooking is all about sharing and experiencing food with those you love, those you're just getting to know, or those you really want to impress. However, a girl has got to eat. And a girl can't always wait on others to eat. So the reluctant attempt at cooking for one begins. 

But this recipe, so perfectly sized, so simple, so tasty... this recipe has changed my mind. Last week all this cold (12 degrees!) weather had me craving spaghetti carbonara, a primal instinct nurtured through a vague memory of my mother's pasta carbonara.  Finding no sufficient recipe in my cookbooks, I took to the internet where I found this perfect Ali sized dinner. 

I have made this recipe twice in the last week, and will probably whip it up again tonight. Indulgent and simple usually do not coexist. Fortunately for all of us ex-pat southerners miserable in this cold, here it does. This recipe takes me about 20 minutes to make, and provides the most satisfying single meal a girl could ask for. Just the thing to curl up with on the couch and eat. 

Pasta Carbonara with a Poached Egg

Adapted from the Gourmet Today cookbook

makes the perfect amount for just you

-2 bacon slices, cut into 1 inch pieces (i usually use turkey bacon to be virtuous)

-1/4 pound spaghetti or capellini

-1/2 Tbs. unsalted butter

-1/3 cup grated parmesan, plus a bit more for topping

1-2 Tbs. parsley or tarragon (optional)

-1 egg

Cook bacon in a large skillet until crisp. Move with slotted spoon to paper towels to drain.

Cook pasta in boiling water until al dente. Reserve 1/3 cup water, transfer pasta with tongs to a small bowl, shaking off water. Keep the water simmering.

Pour off all but a tablespoon of bacon grease from skillet, whisk butter in at medium heat. Add spaghetti, reserved water, cheese, and a healthy few shakes of pepper. Cook while stirring until sauce is thick and clings to pasta, about 2 minutes. Add bacon, herbs, and toss. Season with salt & pepper. 

Break egg into simmering water, poach about 2-3 minutes until white is firm.

Serve pasta topped with egg. Devour. 

the perfect pizza for your winter couch potato

I must admit I occasionally have the tendency to overload on flavors. My last pizza had 4 types of cheeses, crushing the delicate crust into soggy mush. When I found this recipe, which promised to unload my kitchen of several forgotten ingredients, I worried this would be another case of gilding the lily. 

Fortunately for me, and the boy sharing the pizza, the flavors complemented each other instead of getting into a sloppy fight for my taste buds' attention. Like that other pizza. The bright acid is the perfect foil for the intense gorgonzola, already a little subdued from the mozzarella, and the acorn squash makes me feel virtuous for embracing my winter veggies. 

The pizza, or arguably flat bread, base turned wonderfully crispy, the mozzarella and gorgonzola barely blistered on top. Top that with the sweet and spicy acorn squash then finish with the lemony arugula. I must say it was the perfect pizza to make on one of those days so gray your only option is to stay in and work through your stock piled Netflix movies. Preferably with the cute boy of your choice. Javier Bardem in Vicky Christina Barcelona did the trick for

 me. 

Roasted Acorn Squash and Gorgonzola Pizza

adapted from Giada DeLaurentis

makes enough for about three people who are moderately hungry

1 1-pound acorn squash

2 tablespoons brown sugar

1 1/2 tablespoons olive oil

1/2 teaspoon red pepper flakes or to taste

salt & pepper

1 pound pizza dough

1 cup shredded mozzarella

2/3 cup crumbled gorgonzola

fat slice of lemon

Preheat your oven to 375 degrees.

Next slice your acorn squash into 1/2 thick half moon slices. Discard seeds and innards. (or toast the seeds with cumin for a tasty snack) Toss with brown sugar, olive oil, red pepper flakes, salt and pepper. Place on a foil lined cookie sheet and bake for about 20 minutes, until fork tender and delicious.

In the meantime, prepare your pizza. Roll the dough out on a flour dusted surface to about 12 inches diameter. Sprinkle with the cheeses and place on a cookie sheet or pizza stone. Once your acorn squash is out of the oven, toss the pizza in, still at 375.  Bake until the cheese blisters and the crust is golden, about 25 minutes. 

Top the pizza with the acorn squash (skins removed). Toss the arugula with a hefty squeeze of lemon, some salt and pepper, and place on pizza before serving. Eat.