Because. Because you have gotten off of work at 1:15p (practically a full day, seeing as it started at 5:30a), gone to your parents' overflowing, ridiculous garage, and retrieved the last of your boxed memorabilia to either a) get rid of, b) reminisce over and keep for your wee'uns, or c) continue to be in a debacle over what to give away/sell/keep/etc. Because you have just managed to carry seven full boxes of books up two flights of stairs to your apartment, with no menfolk in sight to offer to take them off your hands. Because your iced coffee simply won't refill itself, which is almost frustrating and makes you want to be a wizard. Because you have some deep cleaning and purging to do before a particular someone comes over to your house next week, and somehow this semester has been too crammed with projects & tests & homework & class & life to do all the itty, bitty cleaning and decorating, and now it's a pro-ject. Because it's stupid hot and humid outside. Because it's Friday. Why the becauses? I stopped by my favorite local gem-of-a-bakery on the way home from my parents' house (it is called The Artisan's Oven, for you Springfieldians dying for good quality artisan bread), and I purchased a loaf of sourdough, and a mini loaf of rosemary & olive oil. Artisan bread, in all it's glory. And as you can see when you zoom out, I may have chosen to start nibbling at the loaf while still in the car, somehow convincing myself that only one little pinch would do the trick.
Silliest reasoning ever. I think I even knew I was wrong when I started to take the first bite. But it was so worth it.
It's a slippery slope, my friends.
I dream of making bread this beautiful.
Why did I purchase these particular loaves? Because I have bacon. And coffee grounds. And . . . I love sandwiches.
Somethin' fierce.
Also, I know someone who really, really loves bacon, but doesn't like coffee (what the ??? I know; tragic). This is my stubborn streak that is going to subtly feed him coffee flavored things, then before he knows it, he will be craving it from his depth.
I know how these menfolk work (HA!). So this is what I did. I ground up the last of my finest PT's Costa Rican coffee (a crime yes, but it was the only coffee I had on hand, and this had to happen). I mixed it with delicious molasses, spicy chili powder, and sweet hippie brown sugar. Side note: brown sugar is only hippie if you put it in your morning coffee. I'm not a sweet coffee drinker, but I do declare myself a small percentage of hippie, so this is why I know these things. Also . . . this little gem shares hippie secrets. Molasses flooding a sandy shore of coffee and chili powder, the brown sugar boulders withstanding the storm.
Poetry in a spicy marinade.
Next, do this. Yum. The very edge of the bacon is the only distinguishable bit about it. The rest is lost in a sea of greatness.
Wrap it up with plastic wrap and let it sit for a couple hours and think about what it has done. Or, more about what it is going to become. After it's thought good and hard, lay out the bacon strips on a piece of parchment paper (it is suggested in the recipe that I do this, but I disregarded. I shouldn't have. I'm still soaking that sucker. Take the wise woman's advice and use parchment, people). Bake it up! The smells emitted from your oven will linger in your household, and possesses certain qualities of magic. The sweet, salty depth that only coffee and molasses can bring to you. Also, be appreciative of the sunsets that you have been given. They are, after all, a gift.
Even if you live downtown in the hustle and bustle of people. Even if you attempt to drive to the grocer, can't find a parking spot, and end up driving home and walking to the grocer to get ingredients, be thankful. Because moments like this are sacred if you can realize it.
And it's hard not be be excited when warmth and summer are upon us. Warm skin. Warm breezes. Cicadas are louder than ever. Front porches beg to be sat and thought on. There is bourbon that is dying to be mixed with lemon, lime, and sparkling water. There is bluegrass in the air. And yes, the smell of deep, sweet bacon still hangs in the air.
Sigh. Rich & lovely.
Just bacon on a sandwich would be silly and honestly quite dull, even if it is coffee bacon. So making a serious spread will do the trick! I altered the original recipe quite a bit.
Assemble. Toasty bread, delicious goat cheese spread, fresh baby spinach, and coffee bacon. Delicious and beautiful. Accompanied by lemon, lime sparkling water, and bourbon (is that a thing? If not, I'm totally making it a thing and calling it a Front Porch. Cute, I know). Go sit on your front porch and read a book. I'm reading "Of Mice & Men," simply because I never have. I'm going to be honest, it was a bit hard to focus with this nonsense going on on my taste buds. Inspired by summer. Coffee Bacon Sandwichesmakes 8 pieces of bacon and enough spread 4 sandwiches For the Bacon:8 slices uncooked bacon 1/4 cup freshly ground coffee 1/4 teaspoon chili powder 2 tablespoons packed brown sugar 2 tablespoons molasses 1 tablespoon water For the Spread:4 ounces goat cheese 1-3 second drizzle of honey (use your Mississippi's, people) 1 tablespoon lemon zest 2 tablespoons fresh lemon juice 1 tablespoon olive oil a couple hefty sprinklings of paprika*a dash of chili powder*a dash of cumin **Note : All spices listed above are to be tasted and adjusted to your taste buds and liking For the Sandwich:fresh baby spinach leaves crusty, toasted bread (suggestion? sourdough will rock your world) Lay cascading bacon slices atop one another so that the fat is on top. Place bacon on top of a piece of plastic wrap or brown butcher paper. In a small bowl, stir together ground coffee, chili powder, brown sugar, molasses, and water. Spread the mixture on top of the bacon slices, pressing with the back of a spoon. The coffee topping will only be on the top, fatted rim of the bacon. Wrap the bacon and coffee in the plastic wrap or butcher paper and place in the fridge. You may want to put the mixture in a large sealable back to prevent any leaking. Let sit for 2 hours of overnight. When ready to bake, place a rack in the center of the oven and preheat oven to 375 degrees F. Line a baking sheet with parchment paper and pay separate bacon slices on the paper in a single layer. If you prefer, you can wipe some of the ground coffee marinade off before baking. The majority of the coffee will only be on the top layer of the bacon slice. Bake until browned and crisp, 14 to 17 minutes, or until bacon has reached your desired crispiness. Remove from the oven, allow to drain on a piece of paper towel and assemble goat cheese spread. To make the Spread: In a medium bowl, place goat cheese, lemon zest, lemon juice, olive oil, honey, and spices. Use a fork to mash the ingredients together. Mash until well incorporated. Add a touch more lemon juice or olive oil to reach your desired consistency. Spread goat cheese mixture on buttered and toasted bread. Top with coffee bacon and fresh spinach. Serve immediately.Source: adapted from Joy the Baker CookbookListening to: The Avett Brothers Pandora station
There are some days when you can drink a glass of fancy pants red wine, watch the sunset from your rooftop, listen to some classy, contemplative music, and write with your head clear and your soul settled.
And then there are days when you simply want, nay, you need a grilled peanut butter and chocolate chip sandwich; chocolate chips because somehow you are out of nutella. And chocolate is chocolate is chocolate, am I right?
That pb & c sandwich is accompanied by a predictable chick flick and flannels.
A girl's gotta change it up sometimes, right?
Speaking of changing it up, beets. What? Yes. Beets. I know these are cupcakes. You expected a root vegetable. I'm sorry to catch you off guard. But not really that sorry at all. Because these cupcakes taste of rich chocolate and an airy cream cheese buttercream, with a touch of beet and vanilla bean.
If you are one of those people that are weirded out by beets and only think that Dwight and Mose Schrute eat them, you're misinformed.
Beets are a subtly sweet root vegetable that provide a depth of flavor and a moistness to this chocolate cake. The original red velvet used beet juice as its dye. You can use beets to make homemade wine. In Australia, they use sliced pickled beets on their hamburgers. And the Romans considered beet juice to be an aphrodisiac. Just saying, these cupcakes can do the body good. These are gorgeous, and meant to be shared with your neighbors. Mine were pretty stoked. You're probably will be as well. Chocolate Beet Cupcakes with Beet Cream Cheese FrostingFor the Cake:2 medium beets, unpeeled but trimmed of their greens 1 teaspoon coconut oil (or vegetable oil) 6 ounces (3/4 cup) unsalted butter, softened, plus more for greasing the pans 1 cup packed brown sugar 3/4 cup granulated sugar 2 large eggs 1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract 2 cups all-purpose flour, plus more for dusting the pans 2/3 cup unsweetened cocoa powder 1 teaspoon baking soda 1/2 teaspoon baking powder 1 teaspoon salt 1 1/4 cups buttermilk For the Frosting: 1 cup (2 sticks) unsalted butter, softened 8 ounces whipped cream cheese 4 to 5 cups powdered sugar, sifted 2 tablespoons finely grated beets, mashed with a fork scrapings of one vanilla bean pod or 1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract 1-2 teaspoons milk, depending on desired consistency 1/2 teaspoon fresh lemon juice pinch of salt Place a rack in the center and upper third of the oven. Preheat oven to 375 degrees F. Thoroughly wash beets under running water, and trim their leaves, leaving about 1/2 inch of stem. Place clean beets in a piece of foil. Drizzle with just a bit of vegetable oil. Seal up foil. Place on a baking sheet in the oven. Roast until beets are tender when pierced with a knife, about 1 hour. Remove the beets from the oven. Open the foil and allow beets to cool completely. Beets will be easy to peel (just using a paring knife) once completely cooled. Using a box grater, grate the peeled beets on the finest grating plane. Measure 3/4 cup of grated beets for the cake and 2 tablespoons for the frosting. Set aside. Reduce the oven temperature to 350 degrees F. Use butter to grease the cupcake pans, or use muffin liners. In the bowl, using a hand mixer, cream together butter and sugars. Beat on medium speed until pale and fluffy, about 3 to 5 minutes. Beat in eggs, one at a time, for one minute after each addition. Stop the mixer and scrape down the sides of the bowl as necessary. Once eggs are incorporated, beat in beets and vanilla extract until thoroughly combined. In a medium bowl, whisk together flour, cocoa powder, baking soda, baking powder, and salt. Add half of the dry ingredients to the butter and egg mixture. Beating on low speed , slowly add the buttermilk. Once just incorporated, add the other half of the dry ingredients. Beat on medium speed until milk and dry ingredients are just incorporated. Try not to overmix the batter. Bowl can be removed from the mixer and mixture folded with a spatula to finish incorporating ingredients. Cake batter will be on the thick side… not pourable. Divide the batter between the cupcake pans. Bake for 18-23 minutes. Cake is done when a skewer inserted in the center comes out clean. Remove cakes from the oven and allow to rest for 10 minutes. Invert cakes onto a cooling rack to cool completely before frosting and assembling the cake. To make the Frosting:In a bowl, using a hand mixer, beat cream cheese for 30 seconds, until pliable and smooth. Add the butter and beat for another 30 seconds, until well combined. Stop the mixer and scrape down the bowl as necessary. Beat in the beets. Add the powdered sugar, vanilla extract, milk, lemon juice, and salt. Beat on medium speed until smooth and silky. Refrigerate the frosting for 20-30 minutes before frosting the cooled cakes.Top, or dollop, if you will, the cupcakes according to desired amount of frosting. Simply enjoy, and share. Source: adapted from Joy the BakerListening to: "No Reservations"
Every once in a while, I have distinct growing up moments which catch me off guard completely. Those moments are when I realize just how thoroughly I enjoy flossing me teeth every night. How the music in some stores (cough cough, Forever 21 & Old Navy) can be so irritating it makes me want to kick someone. And when I realize I enjoy a good dinner, glass of wine, and a quieter Saturday night. Another thing that makes me feel weird and old? Buying jean shorts. Ew. Gross. And slightly mortifying. It turns out that all of the clothing stores I frequent have decided to only make jean shorts for junior high girls who prefer their shorts to be almost nonexist, and grandmothers. There is no inbetween. Maybe they expected all the in between ages to move to Alaska where they only wear parkas this year, but nevertheless, it was a conundrum. A debacle. I left the store in a state, and decided to listen to the most recent Joy the Baker podcast, where she incidentally talks about the horrors of jean shorts. I knew I wasn't alone . . . Other news? I have been in the midst of finals- crazy brain in over load! Losing sleep over studying, final projects, working full time, and all the joys of life that pull me away from writing. But I have come to realize that when pulled away from writing, I love it and miss it all the more. "Absence makes the heart grow fonder."Truer words were never spoken. When I do get a quick 10 minute break at work, I try my best to catch up on some of my favorite blogs, and I have been inspired by some of the wonderful women in the blogosphere. Not only by them, but I have also come to recognize where I pull my inspiration. Because we all don't simply copy recipes word for word (or ingredient by ingredient, rather), or else no new recipes are ever born. And sometimes the preciseness and unwillingness to change can pull the creativity right out of a creation, and that's no good for anyone. So where do I pull my inspiration? From so many places, and the exhaustive list of resources seem to be ever-growing . . . (top left, clockwise)
-Roasted bulb of garlic, kale, & lime. In the spring, this just seem to go well with lime. Especially if there is a sprinkle of sea salt involved. And no, this is not my subtle hint that I need a shot of tequila. -Lemon sorbet milkshake topped with whipped cream and bran flakes. Supposed to be topped with cookie crumbs, but bran flakes were the only carb I had in my house. So . . . ya. Resourcefulness is key. -Chicken soup, over a handful of chiffonade spinach and cooked quinoa. I made this soup on a day I was feeling particularly lousy, and it just turned my day around! It wrapped it's arms (soupy arms?) around my tummy and made it better. -Basted eggs atop multigrain sourdough, extra sharp cheddar cheese, and tomato slices. Oh, and the b-e-a-utiful flowers? They are from a very handsome man. ;) -Cinnamon truffles, with a touch of ginger, some with roasted, crushed pecans. I was inspired by the characters in "Once Upon a Time," who love cinnamon in their hot chocolate. If you have never seen the show, you should. It's wonderfully addicting and engaging. Eat a truffle (or two) while you watch. 100 % better. -This salad was inspired by the future of my garden! Cucumbers, avocado, shredded chicken (I'm not growing chickens, just for the record) on spinach with some roasted garlic cloves smashed onto a couple baguette slices seemed to be the perfect thing to welcome new growth out of the dirt.
And today? A lie-in. Reading. Pastry with a friend. Garage sales. Graduations. More short-shopping (success this round!) Grocery shopping. Garden weeding. After that day, a fresh pasta was in order (along with some red wine, which is a give in). Sticky bun & apricot croissant, for the win.
My dinner was pasta tossed with half an avocado, cut into cubes, some sharp cheddar, a few pieces of bacon, and a fried egg on top. It was a beautiful collision of tastes I wanted, and just happen to be what I had on hand.
Resourcefulness. Figuring out what you crave. The tastes that make you close your eyes and smile. The desire to transport yourself through tastes. Wanting to create moments with people, and figuring out what food goes in the middle of the table at that moment. What facilitates the laughter and drives the conversation. What satisfies. The beauty of something done right and excellent. The hidden aspects that are only brought together when pair with an opposite. The picture that you have in your mind when all is working beautifully together. The color schemes that make your mouth water, and figuring out the tastes that go with those colors. Knowing people, and what makes them happy.
These are a few things that inspire me. What inspires you? I'd love to hear about it!
You guys! I planted a garden. I tore up the side of my yard, hacking away with a spade and pure brawn (can ladies have brawn and it be not creepy or manly? I vote yes). I built a wall and filled it up with topsoil, peat moss, coffee grounds and compost. Then I put some seeds in it. Spinach, kale, collards, beets (!), and about eight different kinds of lettuce.
My first garden. Hey! Remember that lady that I always mention who has the amazing blog and amazing new book and is just simply amazing herself, otherwise know as Joy the Baker? She has inspired me to be creative in the kitchen, and be the ridiculous being I am. After following her blog since 2009, and listening to her and Tracy from Shutterbean chat away on their homefries podcast the past year, I got to meet her in person. For reals. She signed my rolling pin. I gave her some coffee. We chatted a bit. She was absolutely lovely. And you guys remember that bazaar thing I was speaking of earlier? The Crafter Baking Bazaar thing? It. Was. Amazing! This is a picture of my booth. Strawberry Mascarpone Balsamic Reduction Tarts, Blackberry Goat Cheese Tarts, Donuts, Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Biscotti, Brown Butter Chocolate Chip Cookies, & Lemon, Lime, and Lemon Lime Curd. I can't begin to explain how fun it was! I spent the entire day before making and baking, and that day I set up, and from 9a-4p just hung around and sold to people. Yard salers who were passing by, randoms who saw our flyer in flea markets, friends of friends of friends of all types came. It was a beautiful mess of kitchy people who were intrigued by a random house show of crafts and baked goods. One of the best selling things was the donuts, which I have made before and wanted to devour the entirety of the batch. The next best seller was the blackberry goat cheese tart, I think mainly because people were weirded out and intrigued. But the public went wild for it, just like I did. This dessert is simple and un-overwhelming (but not underwhelming . . . let's stick with 'simple'). It's unassuming and unique, clearly different but not flaunting it. It wears a smirk of honey. It has the depth and character that only goat cheese has to offer. With a tender crust (provided by the cream cheese in the crust) and a few pinches of thyme, this perfect combination can win the heart and taste buds of Midwest skeptics. And everyone else. Blackberry Goat Cheese TartCrust: 1 cup flour pinch of salt 7 Tbsp. butter, softened 3 oz. cream cheese, softened Filling: 5 oz. goat cheese, softened 3 oz. cream cheese, softened 1 egg & 1 egg yolk 1 tsp. fresh thyme, minced 1/4 tsp. salt 1/4 tsp. pepper Topping: 12 oz. (ish) fresh blackberries 2 Tbsp. honey Crust: Pulse all ingredients together in a food processor, about 10 times. Gather up dough and shape into a thick disc; wrap in plastic wrap and chill for two hours. Preheat oven to 350. Lightly grease mini tart/cupcake pan. On a lightly floured surface, roll out dough to about 1/4"-1/5" (unless you like thicker or thinner crusts-do yo thang). Using a circle biscuit cutter that is slightly bigger than tart pan, cut the crust and lightly press into each pan; stick into the freezer. Combine goat cheese and cream cheese in a bowl. Whisk in egg, yolk, thyme, salt, and pepper until smooth. Pour into the crusts. Bake for about 18-22 minutes (give or take a few, depending on your oven) until crust is golden and filling is puffed. Let cool completely.Remove tarts from pan and place on cooling rack. Place a blackberry atop each tart (or if you prefer, you can cut the berries in half length-wise; they don't wobble so much if you need to transport them). Drizzle with honey, and lightly sprinkle a bit of roughly chopped thyme leaves on top. Serve to eager skeptical friends, and accept praise and wholehearted approval. Source: adapted from Always with ButterWatching: "Across the Universe"
When we experience something new and exciting, it's completely normal to be brimming and busting and just waiting to tell someone about it. Whether it be a new job, new house, a delicious restaurant find, a sweet deal on a picnic basket at the flea market, baking the perfect cupcake, finally being able to pronounce a word correctly . . . all things to rejoice and share.
In this case, it's about food. Because that's what we do here.
For one of my classes, I had to write a restaurant review, which I thought I would share with you fine folk. So! Here it is . . . "Traveling to Central West End of St. Louis is no cake walk, especially since you will be more than likely exhausted, sweaty, lost, and famished. Finding a good, quality place to eat is a challenge in a city where there are possibilities galore; lines of rows of brick buildings, each claiming to offer the best food,best price, best service . . . you get the picture. I happen to have a tip on this restaurant that was described to me as "a brunch place in the morning, and a Mexican restaurant at night." Airing on the side of random, but seemingly too good to pass up, my friend and I took the suggestion/challenge, and decided to dine at Medianoche for our early dinner.
There is parking in back, but we chose to park on the street. Approaching the restaurant, I was pleased to see a small gated patio. Even though it ended up they were not seating the patio that day it was still a possibility that got me excited for my next dining experience, provided the food was worth it.
Walking in, I was pleasantly surprised at the atmosphere. It was clean, well-lit, and simple without being sterile. We were greeted by the host, a young man in casual, sharp plaid shirt, who led us to our table. The room was quite small, so we could see into the bar area, the entirety of the dining room, and into the kitchen from the moment we walked in the door. The attitude of each staff member was friendly, from the official greeting, to the "How's it goin'?" from the sommelier/barista, to the head nod and smile from the kitchen staff. Once we were seated, our drink orders were quickly taken, and menus, chips, and fresh salsa were swiftly brought to our table. The menu was simple, traditional Mexican food, and yet somehow everything sounded appetizing. After a brief period of browsing, my friend and I both decided on carne asada tacos, which is basically the simplest form of meat "street tacos." While waiting, a few other customers trickled in, and were greeted with the same enthusiasm and genuine smile that we were greeted with. The employees were sincerely pleased to have people come into their restaurant; a family member welcoming a friend into their house to share a meal with them. Within approximately eight minutes, were were served our tacos. Three iPhone- sized tacos, the filling of meat, red onion, cilantro, lime juice, and spices that can only be described in the onimonipias of yummy noises, each held in two flour tortillas. My companion, having been to Mexico and familiar with traditional Mexican cuisine, was surprised and pleased. "Oh, it really IS authentic Mexican!" She showed me how to delicately dump half of the contents of one taco into the outer tortilla to, essentially, have two tacos. Because six tacos is way better than three! The waiters were attentive, but not so much that they were smothering and we felt like we were being watched. The longer I sat at that table, the more I felt at home.
When, alas, we had to depart for the rest of our evening, I was still surprised that I only spent $8 the quality of food we were given. As we left and bid farewell to the staff, they again were friendly, laid back, and genuine. When they said, "Come back and see us," they meant it. Stepping out into the sunny evening, I breathed a sigh of satisfaction. Medianoche had not only met my expectations, but they exceeded it in service, quality of food, atmosphere, and overall experience.
Yes, Medianoche, I think I will come back and see you. "
Though you might enjoy that. What else might you enjoy? This lil' precious. I made him and sold him here . . . A Crafter/Baker Bazaar! Yes, yes a Bazaar! I just want to say it one more time . . . bazaar! Ok, I'm done now.
Bazaar.
Anyway, my mom, sister, grandma, six other vendors, and I teamed up this past weekend and hosted a bazaar at my parents' house. People came and went from 9a-4p, and most of the time we had a full house! I sold specialty desserts (obviously), and had so much fun doing it! It was a great feeling being able to see the joy and smiles that these things brought to people. Sigh. This sort of thing might have to become a ritual.
Until next time, folks . . .
Thanks for your time. I appreciate the heck outta you.
xx
Man oh boy howdy . . .
That's totally a phrase I use on almost an everyday basis, by the way. It may sound like I am a Midwest hick, but you would be mistaken . . . I am a Midwest lady.
I use this phrase when I don't know what else to say in an awkward situation, inevitably making it more awkward.
I use it when I've run out of words when I'm presented with something really great.
I use it as an automated response (which I hate that I do in the first place). I do not use it when wrangling cows.
I do not use it when I'm at the rodeo.
I do not use it when I'm out in the barn chewing with my fellow cowboys/cowgirls.
Because I don't have fellow cowboys or girls, and I don't chew. Because that's disgusting. I do, however, make doughnuts.
In my dreamy dreams, the sun is always shining, and it's almost always a summer late day/dusk-ish time. My house in the country is surrounded by land and farms (community farming!), but people are milling about. Friends, strangers, guests, people who just need to get away and process life, figure out where they are going. All these people find a home here, and there is always laughter. The windows are open and the only slightly warm breeze can make its way through the house, carrying the smells of fresh grass, clean laundry from the line, a ripe garden, and a tangible clean warmth (if that makes sense . . . ). It picks up these smells, delivers them to use, and picks up the smells of fresh baked bread, fresh vegetables, dinner in the oven, and pie, and carries them out the back door, where it can deliver them to the group hanging out on the porch. The wind and smells have combined forces and communicate to us some of our favorite things. Well, my favorite things, at least. Can I tell you what else happens in my dreamy dream house? In this house, there is a lot of space in the kitchen. Enough for people to hang out, because that's where people usually want to be: in a place that is brimming and over flowing with love and passion for food and others. A place to create and inspire. There is always a project for that can be worked on; vegetables that can be chopped, bread to be kneaded, a cake that needs to be frosted, lots of little things that require a team/family/friends. There is always an opportunity for someone to be swept up in the bigger whole of things and be a part of what is going on. Maybe one day in this dream kitchen, we will make doughnuts. We will probably have an icing fight, which might end up being our favorite part. Besides eating them. Of course. I was reading one of my favorite blogs by Joy the Baker and came across this recipe. I'm usually not a sucker for doughnuts; cookies & ice cream & brownies & truffles & pie & etc are usually more the type of thing I can't help myself around. But these are just. so. pretty. They are lady doughnuts, if you will. They are southern money Easter Sunday dessert/ snack. They are sweet tea and wide-brimmed hats. They are pearls in the kitchen and fancy gloves. They are delicious. Mint-colored icing stalagmites. Raised Doughnuts with Toasted Coconutmakes 12-14 doughnuts, plus dough holes/ bites For the Doughnuts: 3 tablespoons (four ¼ ounce packages) active dry yeast 1 cup warm water (about 105 degrees F) ½ cup granulated sugar, plus 1 tablespoon granulated sugar ½ teaspoon baking powder ½ teaspoon fresh ground nutmeg 2 teaspoons iodized salt 4 to 4 ½ cups bread flour, plus more for dusting, rolling, and cutting ¼ cup vegetable shortening 3 large egg yolks ½ teaspoon pure vanilla extract canola oil for frying toasted coconut for topping For the Glaze: 4 cups sifted powdered sugar 2 teaspoons light corn syrup ¼ teaspoons salt 1/2 teaspoon pure vanilla extract 1 to 3 drops green food coloring scant 1/3 cup hot water, plus more if necessary In the bowl of an electric stand mixer or in a large bowl with a hand mixer, whisk together the yeast, water, and 1 tablespoon of sugar. Let stand for 5 minutes until mixture is foamy and frothy. That’s how you know the yeast is alive. To Make the Doughnuts: In a large bowl, whisk together sugar, baking powder, nutmeg, salt, and 4 cups of bread flour. Set aside. Break up shortening and add to the yeast mixture. Add the egg yolks, and vanilla extract and beat on low speed using the paddle attachment. This will deflate the yeast bubbles and help break up the shortening. With the mixture on low speed, add one third of the dry ingredients. Blend until flour disappears. Add another third of the dry ingredients. Beat until flour disappears. -If using an electric stand mixer, switch to the dough hook and add the last amount of flour. Mix on low speed until no flour bits remain. Add a bit more flour if necessary. The dough should clean the sides of the bowl, and not stick to the bottom in a pool. Knead for 2 minutes. The dough will be glossy, and just a bit sticky… but it shouldn’t stick to your hands. -If using a bowl and a hand mixer, you won't be able to go this far, because hand mixers can only do so much before they start smoking. Fact. Once it gets too thick to mix (which will be about halfway through), start to incorporate the remaining flour with a wooden spoon, then your hands. Dump the dough and remaining flour bits onto a clean counter top and continue to knead for about 5-7 minutes. The dough should have the same texture, look, and feel: glossy and sticky, but shouldn't stick to your hands. Transfer the dough to a baking sheet that has been sprinkled with 1 tablespoon of flour. Shake into a 6-inch circle and dust the top with flour. Cover with a dishtowel and set in a warm place to double in size. *The Top Pot Cookbook has an awesome way to create your own proofing box! Bring a large kettle of water to a boil. Pour about 8 cups of water into a large baking dish. Set it on the floor of your oven. Place the sheet tray with covered dough on the middle rack above the steaming water, close the oven door and let rise for about 1 hour. Uh-mazing. Transfer the dough to a lightly floured work surface and roll out into a roughly 12-inch circle, about ½ inch thick. Cut into 12 doughnuts and 12 holes using a 2 ¾-inch and 1 ¼-inch round cutter. Gently transfer the doughnuts and holes to two baking sheets that have been sprinkled with flour. Set the doughnuts for their second rise about 2 inches apart. Let rise in the oven for another 30-45 minutes, using another hot water proofing bath. In a medium or large, heavy-bottom saucepan, heat canola oil that is 2-inches deep. Use a candy thermometer to bring the oil to 350 degrees F. When the doughnuts have doubled in size place a few doughnuts into the oil to fry. Don’t overcrowd the pan. Fry for 30 seconds on one side, flip and cook for another 30 seconds. Doughnuts will darken slightly as they cool, so don’t cook them too dark. Transfer to a few layers of paper towel to cool. Bring the fry oil back to 350 degrees F before frying new batches of doughnuts. Allow to cool completely before glazing. To Make the Glaze: Place the sugar, corn syrup, salt, and vanilla in a large mixing bowl. Add the food coloring and hot water and use a whisk to incorporate. Blend until entirely smooth. If the mixture seems to thick to easily dip doughnuts, add more hot water 1 teaspoon at a time. To ice the doughnuts, dip one side of the cooled doughnuts into the freshly made icing. Sprinkle with toasted coconut. Let dry and set for 10 to 15 minutes before serving. Source: adapted from Joy the BakerListening to: The Avett Brothers pandora radio
I really should be in bed right now. Well, technically I am, but I should be asleep. Not thinking about what I had for dinner or how lucky I was that my three-hour night class wasn't boring. I shouldn't be thinking about what I should wear tomorrow or what my day is going to look like. And I definitely shouldn't be thinking about this rich, decadent cake that I experienced earlier.
Except I totally l am. All of it. And then some. This recipe, ladies and gents, was the first beauty to be baked out of my new Joy the Baker cookbook! Yes, the lovely food blogger has a cookbook-you should totally check it out! It's filled with delicious looking recipes that I am anxious to try. Back to this cake. If you have a craving for rich, perfectly chocolaty hot pudding, make this cake. If you just need a quick I'm-freaking-out-cause-I'm-having-man-troubles-and-I-need-chocolate-now fix, make this cake (I'm totally not having man troubles, but if I was, this cake would be my best friend). Mise en place. New beautiful book, atop owl book holder. A broke lady's double boiler.
Melt chocolate & butter. Whisk egg & sugar. Pour into ramekin.
If you are a person who likes to live life (and I know we ALL like to live life, am I right?) , just do this. Because it's great. And wonderful. And [enter positive descriptive adjective here].
Makes one small cake (serves one).
1 Tbsp. unsalted butter 1/4 cup semisweet chocolate chips 1 large egg 4 tsp. granulated sugar pinch of salt 1 tsp. all-purpose flour
Place a rack in the center of the oven and preheat over to 375 degrees F. Place a cookie sheet in the oven as the oven heats. Generously butter and flour a 3/4-1 cup ramekin. Set aside. In a small pot, bring 2 inches of water to a simmer. Place butter and chocolate in a heatproof bowl and place over, but not touching, the simmering water. Stir until chocolate has melted. Allow to cool slightly. In a small bowl, whisk together egg and sugar. Pour in the melted chocolate mixture, and whisk together until will incorporated. Add the salt and flour and stir until just combined. Pour batter into prepared ramekin and place in the over atop the cookie sheet. Bake for 7 to 11 minutes. The less time in the oven, the more gooey the cake will be. *I baked mine for about 10 minutes, and it was still a bit runny. It will also depend on the oven you are using. You know how your oven cooks better than anyone, so adjust accordingly. :) Remove from the oven. Allow to cool for 2 minutes. Using pot holders, carefully invert cake onto a place and dig in. Cake will be gooey and melty and slightly underdone. Yum. This cake is intended for immediate consumption.
Source: Joy the Baker Cookbook Watching: "Pushing Daisies; Episode 1: Pie-lette"
Hey- remember this guy?!?!
No, not the guy that would stare into space in your general direction and just totally freaked you out. Not the guy from that one band you had a crush on in junior high. And most definitely not the guy (insert your own weird acquaintance here).
Nope. This guy . . . Hello, handsome.
Remember all the wonderful reports I had about this cheesecake? The perfect pairing of pumpkin and chocolate? The intense yet light whipped airy goodness? I did. You remember that. Saweet.
And I'm guessing that by now you are aching for a how-to on this puppy. If you aren't you should be. Marbled goodness that makes my heart skip beats and do funny things.
Quick diversion: I have been listening to the "Juno" soundtrack while writing this; however, I was just sent a dubstep playlist that I'm going to pop on. It may have some effect on my writing, maybe not. Maybe there will be crazy drops. Maybe there will be some ridiculous dance moves (on my part, feel free to join if you so desire). Just thought a fair warning was in order.
Pumpkin & Chocolate Cheesecake serves: 12 time: 1 hr, 30 min.
1/4 cup (1/2 stick) unsalted butter, melted, plus a wee bit more for the pan 1-9oz. pkg chocolate wafer cookies (ex. Nabisco Famous Wafers) 3-8oz. pkgs cream cheese, at room temperature 1/2 cup fat-free Greek yogurt 1 cup sugar 2 Tbsp. all-purpose flour 2-2 1/2 tsp. pumpkin pie spice (to taste) 2 tsp. pure vanilla extract 3 large eggs 1-15oz. can pure pumpkin 1/2-3/4 cup bittersweet chocolate chips (2-3oz.)
Heat oven to 375 F. Coat a 9-inch spring-form pan with melted butter.
In a food processor, pulse the chocolate wafers to form fine crumbs. Add the melted butter and pulse to incorporate. Press the crumb mixture into the bottom and 2 inches up the sides of the pan. Bake until the crust is set and fragrant, about 10-12 minutes. Transfer to a wire rack to cool. Reduce oven temperature to 325 F.
Meanwhile, using an electric mixer, beat the cream cheese, yogurt, sugar, flour, pumpkin pie spice, and vanilla in a large bowl until smooth. Beat in the eggs one at a time. Beat the pumpkin into the remaining batter until fully incorporated. Pout the pumpkin batter into the cooled crust.
Melt the chocolate in the microwave according to package directions. Add the chocolate to the reserved plain batter and stir until fully incorporated.
Dollop the chocolate batter over the pumpkin batter. Using a table knife, Make decorative swirls by pulling the chocolate through the pumpkin (do not overdo it or the colors will turn muddy). *DROP! Remember, dubstep? Or quick pause for a tip, whatever. I originally added only 1/2 cup chocolate to the batter and when I started placing it atop the pumpkin batter, it was so light and airy that when I attempted to cut it into the pumpkin, the knife when through and didn't cut in at all. I gradually added more melted chocolate to the chocolate batter, and it thickened it up a bit more and made it much easier to cut into the cheesecake. You may have different results, which is great! Or you may just want to add more chocolate. It's usually the wise thing to do. Ok, resume . . .
Bake the cheesecake until the edge is set and center still wobbles slightly, 50-55 minutes. Let the cheesecake cool completely in the pan, then refrigerate until chilled, at least 4 hours and up to 1 day.
Source: adapted from Woman's Day magazine, November 17, 2011 Listening to: Juno, the sick dubstep (remember?!) ;)
OH! Also, check this out. Y.E.S.
My last entry was this past November 27th. It was some nonsensical, ranting piece about the menfolk. Well, a mild ranting piece said with love and good intentions, and I served it with cookies, so it's ok. It's like eating a piece of cake, followed by a carrot; they cancel each other out, right? Of course.
Even though I wasn't fervently blogging every day, it was something I had added to my growing list of things to do. I wasn't as stoked on it as when I first started, I'm not going to lie. I love to write, bake, cook, take pictures, and communicate with you fine folk, but the whole process of getting these little lovely bits onto the internet was taxing for this non-computer saavy lady. And I read once that you should only blog if you really love it. So I decided a break was in order. Not just for the sake of, but also I found my writing to start to take the shape of others. I know that imitation is the most sincere form of flattery, but if you are writing to be a voice, and you have lost your own voice, then what the heck are you doing? So this break was intentional. For some space. For some time. To find my voice and passion for blogging again.
It's back, ya'll.
I missed Christmas. Well, I personally didn't but I didn't get to share it with you. I missed New Year's Eve, the Superbowl, & Valentine's Day; all the usual occasions to make treats and beautiful food. I made some; maybe I'll share it with you some day.
What else did you miss? Oh! I started Culinary School! I am on week six, and simply loving it! I could spend hours buried in my Intro to Baking and Pastry textbook, and have on many occasion. I made peanut brittle . . . and peanut butter maple bacon cookies. I'll share those recipes eventually. Also, I made you a pumpkin chocolate cheesecake. I have only made a couple cheesecakes in my life, so the language of is still relatively new to me. The 'always' and the 'nevers' regarding cheesecake is something I still must master, but if I can say this, this was one of the best cheesecakes I've ever had the pleasure of eating too much of.
Maybe it's the marriage of chocolate and pumpkin? Maybe it's the whipped, rich, & not-too-sweet filling? Maybe it's the fact that when you put chocolate, cream cheese, pumpkin, and chocolate cookie crust in one place, you really can't go wrong. Ever. Fact. I didn't use a water bath for the cheesecake because the recipe didn't call for it, but I might try one next time to prevent the cracking. I just figured if you slice it up nice yourself, you can hide those cracks and no one will even know.
Go ahead-serve it to the mother of your man; she'll be impressed, and the cracks will be our little secret. I got carried away with the pictures! Sorry, ya'll. That recipe will be up soon! I pinky swear. A few more moments as of late . . .
Boston. Brothers. I've absolutely loved being around these two gems. Beans. Coffee beans, that is. Thanks for letting me wiggle my way back into your hearts, minds, and reading lists. Love you guys.
So, I need to talk about something. Something that has bothered me for a while, but I always told myself that voicing my opinion about would be rash.
That’s dumb. Don’t ever tell yourself not to say something that needs to be said.
Men/Guys/Fellas, I need to speak with you a moment . . .
I know, it’s the holiday season. It’s getting chillier outside. It’s the time of year that you want to spend time with your family, friends, and loved ones. It’s the time of the year for cuddling and snuggling, for having the person that gives your warm fuzzies by your side.
But sometimes, you don’t have that person that gives you warm fuzzies with you. Sometimes you don’t have that warm fuzzy person at all. But that doesn’t mean that you should take that lovey, flirtatious energy that you would invest in that other person and let it spill out onto people around you.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I am all about loving others; just let me explain. When you feel this way but don’t have a special lady friend, that doesn’t mean that you all of a sudden are allowed to extend these lovey words onto all your other lovely lady friends. Because when you do that, you aren’t actually wanting to compliment them, their beauty, or their personality, etc, but you simply saying these things to them to get a response to make yourself feel better about yourself. It’s the equivalent of a “good boy’s” booty call, contacting another person to get something from them to make you feel better about yourself. It’s not fair to the other person, and really, it’s not fair to you.
Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying never compliment a lady, because we like that sort of thing. But if it is your intention shower a friend with, “You are beautiful”s only because you are needing some lady attention, maybe don’t. Because she can probably see through you. Just check yo’self before you wreck yo’self, Mister Man.
These cookies are gluten free and full of coconut goodness. Chocolate chips, pecans, & coconut flakes.
Also, baking with coconut flour is no walk in the park! All the normal rules that apply to baking with flour should be thrown out the window. Ok, maybe not all, but quite a few.
First attempt . . . Oh look! They're pretty and cute.
Oh! These are dry & crumbly & falling apart. What . . .
Hey. These are chewy and wonderful and I'm going to eat the whole pan. See ya guys. Just kidding. I won't. Well, I might, but that's not the point. Here's a wee tip: when you bake with coconut flour, you will need a lot more to keep these guys, ahem, moist (sorry for using that word . . . it's . . . weird). They require applesauce and yogurt and extra eggs. And a little bit of extra lovin', of course. Coconut Flour Chocolate Chip Cookiesmakes a couple dozen, depending on size . . . 1 cup coconut flour ½ cup butter, melted 1/2 cup brown sugar*1/3 cup honey* 5 eggs1 teaspoon vanilla ⅛ teaspoon salt1/4 cup applesauce2-3 Tbsp. yogurt (plain or vanilla) 1½ cups grated or flaked coconut ¾ cup semisweet chocolate chips1/4-1/3 cup chopped pecans *The original recipe called for 1 cup brown sugar, but I didn't think it needed that much, and I wanted to use an alternative sweetener. You are welcome to change it up however you like! Using honey, agave, brown sugar, stevia, a mixture of these, whatever your lil heart desires. Mix together butter, sugar, honey, eggs, vanilla, salt, applesauce, & yogurt. Stir in coconut, chocolate chips, pecans, and coconut flour. Drop batter in spoon-sized mounds 1 inch apart on greased cookie sheet. Bake at 190 Degree C (375F) for 12 to 15 minutes. Cool slightly and remove from cookie sheet. Source: barely adapted from Tiana OrganicsWatching: The Fantastic Mr. Fox
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