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Fat for Winter: May 2011
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Hot, Hot, Hot. The weather is getting really hot and sticky here, and by that I mean that it's getting inappropriate and taking off all its clothes. Time to break out the ice cream maker and the spicy peppers. Demanded that we make ice cream with his stash of extra- spicy habañeros, I grabbed David Lebovitz's excellent cookbook. And did a quick google search. We were wrong. This ice cream went above and beyond tasty. The only think I would change is the quantities. More of everything. The only problem is...
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Fat for Winter: Crunchy Granola People
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For a savory, crunchy granola went around my little corner of the internet a while back. I'm not a big fan of granola's chewy, sweet, stickiness, but I like all of its components, and this recipe was billed for non-granola lovers. And we've had all this oatmeal lying around ever since my dad passed away. And we were about to go to the Anza-Borrego Desert, so I cut some of the sugar, added hazelnuts for my hermanita and dried cranberries for my mum, and off we went. And we had a wonderful, beautiful time.
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Fat for Winter: May 2012
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I just returned from a brief trip east, undertaken in part to see long-neglected friends, spend time with my little sister, go on much-delayed adventures, and finish up that Master's degree I've been paying for, but primarily. To make a beet-goat cheese pie that's been over a year in planning. And by pie, it turned out we meant pizza pie. Which, of course, called for a pizza party. My bosom friend Barbara and I made a lot of pizza doughs ( Smitten Kitchen's recipe. And people brought such good things!
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Fat for Winter: March 2011
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The sweet deliciousness of mass murder. Jews are notorious for kvetching about the trials and tribulations of being Jewish. Everyone is always ostracizing them, banishing them, trying to obliterate them from the face of the earth - it's a rough legacy. Most of the well-known Jewish holidays celebrate situations where one of these scenarios was narrowly avoided - rather solemn occasions that extol the extraordinary survival abilities of the Chosen People. When I called my friend Julia. Is filled with addi...
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Fat for Winter: June 2011
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Rhubarb is the new breakfast. It kept selling out in the first hours of the market. Pounds of red stalks, sitting in tubs behind the farmers, reserved for customers who had had more forethought than I. For three weeks I kept missing the rhubarb. So when I finally arrived at my local farmer's market while one of my favorite farmerstands. Still had red piles of the bitter plant on their tables, I bought two pounds of it. And then I had two pounds of rhubarb. And no plans. This is a very subtle syrup - swee...
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Fat for Winter: The sweet deliciousness of mass murder
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The sweet deliciousness of mass murder. Jews are notorious for kvetching about the trials and tribulations of being Jewish. Everyone is always ostracizing them, banishing them, trying to obliterate them from the face of the earth - it's a rough legacy. Most of the well-known Jewish holidays celebrate situations where one of these scenarios was narrowly avoided - rather solemn occasions that extol the extraordinary survival abilities of the Chosen People. When I called my friend Julia. Is filled with addi...
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Fat for Winter: The Simple Life
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Haven't been cooking much, since much doesn't need cooking. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Once there was a girl who needed a place to inflict her love of all things edible on her friends and family and the internet at large. A place that wasn't facebook. A place where her illogical and somewhat subconscious obsession with pork could make itself known. This is that place. I am that girl. View my complete profile. Church of the Granny Bike. Fat Lady Takes the World. Ye Olde Royle Blog.
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Fat for Winter: Sweet, sweet, (and slightly alcoholic) slavery.
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Sweet, sweet, (and slightly alcoholic) slavery. Tonight is the first night of Passover, the holiday where Jews forgo leavened foods for a week in memory of our ancestors' flight from slavery and the Pharaoh. Despite the prohibition of bread, it's actually quite a foodie holiday, with several different symbolic foods. And drink - it's a Jewish holiday. After all) required at the table for the Seder. Sounds like "hog sammy ack"). April 13, 2012 at 1:38 AM. Not to be too technical, but sounds more like:.
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Fat for Winter: Lard
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Thanks to my dear friend Robyn. I finally made a pie with lard. Or, partially lard. Also butter. And peaches. And the pie crust turned out pretty good. Flakier. Prettier. But not tastier. So I'm sticking with butter-crust pies for now. But a lard crust would do well for a meat-filled pie. And in case we haven't got time to run to the butcher, I know just what kind to make. Slaughtering and butchering things. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Church of the Granny Bike.
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Fat for Winter: Beetzza
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I just returned from a brief trip east, undertaken in part to see long-neglected friends, spend time with my little sister, go on much-delayed adventures, and finish up that Master's degree I've been paying for, but primarily. To make a beet-goat cheese pie that's been over a year in planning. And by pie, it turned out we meant pizza pie. Which, of course, called for a pizza party. My bosom friend Barbara and I made a lot of pizza doughs ( Smitten Kitchen's recipe. And people brought such good things!
