Tempertature Change = Definition Change

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Now I’m still not sure how to culinarily define a “salad.” How is egg salad, chicken salad, tuna salad and then a green salad all called salads? And then what makes cold pasta all of a sudden a salad? Because a pasta dish can have the same ingredients, but when it’s cold, it’s deemed a salad.  Here’s a perfectly good example, my Arugula Pesto Pasta Salad. As you can see, the ingredients: (arugula) pesto sauce, noodles, roasted red pepper and artichoke hearts would make an excellent hot pasta dish. But when it’s at a different temperature, it’s named differently. Weird, no? What is the common denominator to name something “___ salad” ?

Anyway, I’m not good at math, so I’ll just play by the rules here and call this pantry-esque concoction a “salad.”

Chickpea and Cucumber *Salad*

In a hot pan with oil, warm chickpeas until browned in spots. This will take longer than you think. Also, sprinkle salt and pepper on top. Toss often.

While that’s working, finely, finely dice red onion and then squeeze on some lemon to take the sting out (thanks, BS – see comment section.) Let that sit.

Slice cucumber crosswise and then cut each slice into quarters.

Mix together tahini sauce (tahini paste, oil, lemon, salt, pepper) and yogurt until combined. Add in a bit of water to thin out the sauce, and then season (salt and pepper; maybe next time cumin or curry powder?)

Combine all ingredients to make *salad.*  For a complete meal, you can add this mixture to fresh spinach leaves.

The Big Easy

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After walking around in the freezing cold celebrating BARACK OBAMA’s inauguration, I really didn’t feel like cooking much, but still wanted something warm and easy. And I certainly didn’t feel like fighting with squash for an hour, especially after such a lovefest filled day. I mentally scanned the pantry and remembered all of those boxes of pasta that we’ve stockpiled for nights just like this.

I also decided that I didn’t feel like taking out a cutting board, I didn’t feel like using a knife and I didn’t want to get another pot dirty. So here’s my no-cook, no-knife pasta dinner. Don’t worry, I didn’t say no fat.  

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Blades of Frustration

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I totally need a food processor.  Now, a few years back, when I was *just* starting to cook, one of my mom’s friends bought me a beautiful Cuisinart.  Well, that was 3 apartments ago and 3 roommates ago, so um, yea, the Cuisinart is in pieces.  I currently possess most of the main components—except for the blades.  UGH!  I’d kill to be more responsible.

I’ve had to make do with a blender and an immersion blender.  And it really hasn’t been that bad.  I’ve been able to make soups and sauces with much success.  But, um, not this go round.  If you haven’t noticed, I’m really into KOD’s “Meatless Monday” feature and with about-to-go-bad kale, I took her up on kale pesto.  It’s very similar to regular pesto, she just subs in walnuts for pine nuts, and well, kale for basil.  I had pine nuts on hand, so I used that.  My other spins on the dish: yogurt and sage.

Well, apparently my blender had ENOUGH.  It just refused to blend.  I must have tried every combination of low and high and grate and pulse and chop and puree.  But, nothing.  Wouldn’t budge.

80, feeling heroic, tried to put together my food processor, which an old roommate brought over a few months back.  This is when we discovered there were no blades.

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Cereal After Squash, Naturally

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I’m back!  Well, I’m still coughing my ass off, but I did make it back to the kitchen this weekend.  I eased into the room with a breakfast of favorites for 80 – potatoes, bacon, scrambled eggs (in bacon grease) and buttered toast (African whole wheat).  He surely deserved the feast for putting up with my flu infested body for two weeks.

And Sunday night I really reentered the world of food with a feast of vegetables and whole grains, not so much 80’s favorite, but he went with it.  Well, until 10pm when he was hungry again and chowed down on a bowl of cereal.  Not that I’m mad or anything.  I mean, it’s not insulting that mere hours after I feed this boy he goes into the kitchen for a second meal.  Whatever.

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Cream Sauce Can Be Healthy

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If health and looks didn’t matter, I’d probably eat fettuccine alfredo pretty much everyday. What’s better than long, silky noodles swimming in luscious cream. Exactly. Nothing.

Okay, maybe a bloody steak with fries and bernaise sauce; maybe mussels in a walnut-pesto sauce; maybe fried eggs…over anything. You get the point. So as a compromise, I’ve doused what should have been a healthy meal with a white wine cream sauce. I guess the equivalent of washing down chicken tenders and fries with a diet soda.

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Jack Wasn’t Kidding With That Stalk

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Somehow TV brings out the best of my food. Yes, TV is accused of gluttonous atrocities, but in my circle, it gives us an excuse to create inventive snacks. Vio decided on an all appetizer food party for the 2nd episode of Top Chef. I clearly obliged, although I really wasn’t sure what to make. I knew, however, it had to involve brussel sprouts.

When I went to the farmers market this past weekend I bought about 3/4 lb loose sprouts. But then I wandered over to another stand and saw something wondrous – sprouts on the stalk. All at once I felt totally enlightened and totally embarrassed. I try be cognizant of where my food comes from, try to think about where it grew and by who. I try to think beyond the super agri-industrial complex. But, fuck. I honestly have never thought about how brussel sprouts actually physically push through the earth. Apparently it’s on a stalk. I’ll need to find out a bit more (JoeHoya?) but for now, I knew I needed to eat my way through this first round so I could buy some on the stalk next weekend, the last weekend of the Mt. Pleasant farmers market <tear.>

Wait, one more thing. Okay, two.  Does anyone know why sprouts get such a bad wrap?  They’re totally delicious. And, why are there two spellings for the veggie?  80P forbid me to use the “brussels sprouts” version.  I had to eradicate that first “s.”

And now the recipe

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Two For Five = Mizuna

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I usually frequent the farmers’ market by myself, but this weekend I got 80P out of his hangover-I-want-bed mode and took him with me.  And this resulted in the purchase of radishes.  They had samples out and it’s kinda weird because they’re spicy.  Anyway, we now have like 5 fucking radishes and I have no idea what to do with them.  80 says he used to eat them as a kid with salt, but um, there must be something else out there.  I’m thinking I could use them as a alternative to a chip for a dip.  But any suggestions would be appreciated.

Anyway, this post has nothing to do with radishes.  And don’t you think radish should have two “d”s in it?

Even though a lot of the workforce likes to go out for lunch during the week, I love bringing my food.  No shock there.  For today’s lunch I took full advantage of my market purchase, including these funky greens that 80 also added to my cart: mizuna.  We were just going to buy a bunch of mustard greens but then the upseller said there’s a special: 2 bunches for $5, so 80 grabbed mizuna.  Um, yea, I know, what the eff is mizuna.

Eggplant and Mizuna Salad

I risked the safety of not only the baking sheet, but of my entire apartment building,

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