tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45818174019912796422024-03-05T18:06:08.824-05:00And Baby Cakes ThreeNicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.comBlogger144125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-34692346827404008922014-04-08T14:35:00.001-04:002014-04-08T14:35:23.465-04:0055 Forsyth<div style="text-align: center;">
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Today I went in search of my great grandmother Molly, the one who used to make <a href="http://andbabycakesthree.blogspot.com/2012/01/cradle-of-comfort.html">Baked Barley with Mushrooms</a>. I pushed Ethan in his stroller through the streets of lower Manhattan while he slept, and there, at the foot of the Manhattan Bridge I came upon a forgotten corner of the city where she used to live in 1911 at age 20. The original building is not there anymore. There's a small parking lot, some Chinese men smoking and spitting in the street. <br />
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For a little while I walked in her footsteps. That woman I've never met, who died long before I existed. Maybe her DNA is responsible for my long fingers and toes or my rare blood type. Maybe her composition is why I have never broken a bone. Perhaps she is the reason I love pumpernickel. </div>
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Today, on my walk, I could see things in the grand scheme. I think it's important not to forget. Even though I never knew her, and know almost nothing about her. It doesn't matter though. Molly came long before me, and three generations later, I'm here because of her.</div>
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So even if all I do is make her barley with mushrooms, or maybe a rice pudding (certainly she ate that too) I will think of the strong women who came before me. They lived harder lives than me, there is no doubting that. I think that means I can rise to the challenge.</div>
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Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-50052734588293948472014-04-07T14:39:00.000-04:002014-04-07T15:56:28.827-04:00A Plan<div style="text-align: center;">
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I remember Jean-Philipe, a Parisian I worked for when I was 20, laughing when I told him about my "plans." Who knows what I was dreaming up at that age, but I had enthusiastically spelled it out with confidence for him. "You can't plan life," he told me! </div>
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He was mostly right. I just sort of fell, or stepped, or leaped into several fortuitous situations in my young adult life, and kept moving ahead on my path. Still, I've kept on planning all these years, maybe it's the eternal optimist in me. I make mental lists and day dream and somehow put one foot in front of the other and these lists get completed and my dreams become reality, well, sometimes. </div>
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No, you can't plan whether your plane will arrive on time, or how you'll end up in another 20 years time. But there's a lot you can plan, and count on. Like what's for dinner all week, or more importantly, dessert. So instead of flying by the seat of my pants, I like to know that I'm never more than ten minutes away from a freshly baked cookie. And this is how I do it. With a plan, and some strategically frozen cookie dough.</div>
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Chocolate Chip Cookies with a hint of Coconut</div>
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Adapted from a David Lebovitz recipe</div>
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This dough can be frozen for up to a month (but I've left it longer and it's been fine, not to mention a nice surprise). I usually prefer a cookie with lots of nuts but I sometimes bake them without, to accommodate my toddler who still gets frustrated with walnuts. I like to substitute coconut palm sugar for a "healthier" cookie. And I usually skimp on the amount of regular sugar, since most cookies taste too sweet for me. But I've given Lebovitz's amounts below. </div>
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2 ½ cups all-purpose flour</div>
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1 cup unsalted butter, at room temperature</div>
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1 cup packed light brown sugar (I prefer less)</div>
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¾ cup granulated sugar (I substituted coconut palm "sugar")</div>
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1 teaspoon vanilla extract</div>
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2 large eggs, at room temperature</div>
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¼ cup- ½ cup unsweetened shredded coconut</div>
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2 cups walnuts, toasted and coarsely chopped (optional)</div>
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14 ounces semisweet chocolate chips</div>
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In a small bowl, whisk together the flour, baking soda, and salt.</div>
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In a stand mixer fitted with the paddle attachment (or in a bowl by hand) beat together the butter, sugars and vanilla on medium speed until just smooth.</div>
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Beat in the eggs one at a time until throughly incorporated, then stir in the flour mixture, followed by the coconut, nuts (if using) and chocolate.</div>
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On a lightly floured surface, divide the dough in half. Shape each piece into a log (resembling a 12 inch long baguette) and wrap in plastic wrap. Refrigerate until firm (or freeze at this point for later use).</div>
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Preheat your oven to 350. Line a baking sheet with parchment paper. Slice the logs into ¾ inch disks and place them a few inches apart on your backing sheet. If the nuts or chips crumble out, simply press them back together. </div>
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Bake, rotating the baking sheets midway through baking, until the cookies are lightly browned in the centers, about 10 minutes. Let the cookies cool on the baking sheets until firm enough to handle, then transfer to a wire rack. </div>
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Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-86802322178002912772014-03-04T13:54:00.000-05:002014-03-04T13:54:06.445-05:00Baked Jerusalem Artichokes with Bread Crumbs, Thyme and Lemon<div style="text-align: center;">
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I overheard a woman in the school yard yesterday saying how she was so <b>bored with winter</b> that she couldn't even find anything she wanted to eat. It's easy to feel that sense of malaise in March, when winter feels interminable. There may be a few more solid weeks of cold, so I'm trying to use this time to eat some really delicious warming foods. Before long we will all be basking in the possibilities of really fresh salads and a new crop of Spring fruits and vegetables.</div>
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Sunroot, Jerusalem Artichoke, aka sunchoke. It's not an artichoke, but it kind of tastes like one. It's worth seeking it out and making this gratin before this winter passes us by, which surely it will.<br />
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As tubers go, this one is pretty special, coming from a sunflower. Knobby like ginger, so it takes some persistence to peel. But a little stick-to-itiveness sometimes makes a dish even more rewarding. </div>
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Baked Jerusalem Artichokes, Bread Crumbs, Thyme and Lemon</div>
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This would be a great accompaniment to any roast meat or broiled fish. Don't slice the artichokes too thick or you will wind up baking the dish a lot longer than 30 minutes.</div>
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2 ¼ lbs Jerusalem artichokes, peeled and sliced as thick as a pencil</div>
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Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-25026225403047911242014-02-26T13:24:00.000-05:002014-02-26T13:24:49.464-05:00Chocolate Chia Pudding<div style="text-align: center;">
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Since December I've been turning to the same list of characters: fish pie, shepherd's pie, soups, stews, casseroles and all other forms of warming, comfort foods. To brighten things up, I rely heavily on citrus, namely navel orange segments and those luscious satsumas. A vinegary kale salad from time to time also helps distract from the winter doldrums.<br />
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Chocolate is playing a starring role for me this winter. Sometimes chocolate chips are snuck in greedy handfuls. Then came a decadent treat in the form of Valentine's chocolates from Jaques Torres. And finally, I tried my hand at a <a href="http://www.nuts.com/cookingbaking/chia-seeds/premium.html">chia</a> pudding, stirring in some rich bakers cocoa and topping it with raw <a href="http://www.nuts.com/nuts/cacao/organic-nibs.html">cacao nibs</a>. Little treats come in many forms.</div>
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Chocolate Chia Pudding<br />
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This is where healthy 'super food' meets indulgence. I also made a breakfast version of this, substituting the chocolate for some cinnamon and nutmeg. It's effortless to make- just combine the ingredients in a jar and shake it up, then chill for 4 hours, or overnight. My version uses whole milk, because that's what we drink. But this will work with any milk, including non-dairy nut milks or soy/rice milk.</div>
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⅓ cup chia seeds (I used black chia seeds)<br />
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Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-66767770903768194622014-01-29T12:42:00.003-05:002014-02-05T13:38:56.387-05:00Chocolate Mascarpone Icebox Cake<div style="text-align: center;">
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There is something about the way the mascarpone enriches the heavy cream, and softens the chocolate wafers without making them soggy... it's enough to make even this bitter winter fade away for just a while, leaving me fully content with this one perfect (yes, perfect) thing.</div>
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I made two of these recently for a friend's 1940's themed 40th birthday. I used two springform pans like Ina Garten does, to be sure they would be neatly and safely transported via taxi cab. But I admit I like the looks of this free-form somewhat messy cake, stacked just slightly off kilter. Any cream you happen to have left over should go on top of a rich cup of hot chocolate.</div>
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2 tablespoons unsweetened cocoa powder</div>
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Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-30075096954584711962013-12-18T18:18:00.001-05:002013-12-20T06:50:03.606-05:00How to taste bread<div style="text-align: center;">
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My friend's father was a baker. I love how she describes the way he tasted bread. <br />
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"<i>He would look at it, touch it, smell it, and then taste it... then look at it again,</i>" she said, tilting her head back the way he probably did, contemplative. She had a serious look about her, considering the bread, lost in remembrance.<br />
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I could feel her longing for her father, but she seemed comforted, talking about him while she tasted a slice of my freshly baked loaf. It reminded me of watching my mother adeptly forming rolls or a braided bread. Or how as kids she took us in our pajamas to the Rockland Bakery in the wee hours because that was how much she loved their bread. Those details about a person that we hope remain engraved somewhere permanent. And as for the bread, perhaps it helps us hold on.<br />
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Turn this out onto a clean but floured countertop and knead for 3-4 minutes, adding in additional flour as needed until the dough is not too sticky but not too firm. </div>
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Punch down the dough. If you have a <a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/?ie=UTF8&keywords=bread+banneton&tag=googhydr-20&index=aps&hvadid=34117567915&hvpos=1t1&hvexid=&hvnetw=g&hvrand=493878736813816697&hvpone=&hvptwo=&hvqmt=b&hvdev=c&ref=pd_sl_3gyenqc9js_b">banneton</a>, you can use it for the second rising, also an hour. Without a banneton, form the dough into a round loaf and let it rise on a baking sheet coated with corn meal.<br />
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Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-41975263631622206852013-11-27T13:53:00.000-05:002013-12-30T12:19:13.760-05:00Libby's Hot Waffles<div style="text-align: center;">
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I've had this image in my head lately of the 1950's housewife. For background, I've been stuck inside for six days with a sick child, vacuuming copious amounts of NYC dust like crazy, reaching into my secret stash of chocolate (my version of mommy's little helper.) But this morning it seemed we had all turned a corner. Cheeks were rosy again, spirits were higher, and I thought of making waffles. Instead of our usual, whole wheat, flax-filled waffles, I pulled out my tattered copy of the Good Housekeeping Cook Book that belonged to my Grandmother. There, circled in purple pen by my own mother, was the waffle recipe I remember from my childhood.</div>
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And for the first time, my little family happily gobbled up <b>white waffles</b>- just regular flour, sugar, butter, eggs and milk. Boy were they good. Then, to redeem my feelings of failure over having reached the end of my rope a couple times over the last few days, I pulled out the glue and glitter and built my kids a Broadway Local train. </div>
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I've listened to other mom's lament that they lost part of their identity when they chose to stay home with their kids. I can't look at things in that light. Learning to be a mother and to organize and protect and wipe noses and shlep, I gained a whole new identity, certainly. It's not all about flax and veggies and overachieving. What will these boys remember about these years together? I guess when we judge the adults who raised us, it's best to think that we all do our best. <b>And hopefully, we remember eating well.</b></div>
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Makes 4-6 waffles. We prefer real maple syrup. You can follow the steps below, which I copied from the cookbook, or I find the recipe works just as well if you <b>throw all the ingredients into a blender</b>, saving time and energy!</div>
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1 ½ cups sifted all purpose flour</div>
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2 teaspoons sugar</div>
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1 to 1 ½ cups milk (I use 1, but you can use an additional ½ cup for a more liquid batter)</div>
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1. Start heating waffle iron.</div>
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3. Slowly stir in milk, beaten egg yolks, then melted butter.</div>
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4. Beat the egg whites stiff, then fold in to batter.</div>
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5. Pour batter into center of lower half until it spreads about 1" from edges. Bring cover down gently. Do not raise the cover while baking.</div>
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6. When waffle is done, lift cover, loosen waffle with fork, serve at once. </div>
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Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-69714499959229311062013-10-23T10:47:00.002-04:002013-10-23T17:38:31.389-04:00Pumpkin Waffles<div style="text-align: center;">
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Mornings we rise early, in the dark. Famished, thirsty. Full of anticipation for another day to begin. Dogs bark, trucks roar, the street sweeper whirrs, the garbage trucks open and close their huge crushing jaws. We are not alone in the city that never sleeps. Certain things are predictable and even wonderful. The city wheels go round this way.<br />
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I try to remind myself to <b>embrace</b> these painfully early hours as part of the natural rhythm of our life right now. Change what we can, accept what we can't change. Eating good things, especially with a good dose of pure maple syrup, helps. Wholesome, freshly pureed pumpkin makes me feel I've gone the extra mile for all of us. A little care for the caregiver.
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Makes 4 to 6 waffles, depending on size.</div>
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1 1/2 cups all purpose flour (sometimes I use <a href="http://www.kingarthurflour.com/shop/items/king-arthur-white-whole-wheat-flour-5-lb">white-whole-wheat flour</a>)</div>
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2 teaspoons baking powder</div>
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1 teaspoon cinnamon</div>
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2 eggs</div>
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3/4 cup milk</div>
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1/4 cup melted butter or olive oil (if you use olive oil, add 1 tablespoon sugar to the mix)</div>
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1 cup pumpkin puree (homemade or canned is fine...)</div>
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In a medium bowl, combine flour, baking powder, cinnamon and stir with a whisk. Beat the eggs and add them to the dry ingredients along with the milk and butter or oil. Stir in the pumpkin and combine well. Heat up your waffle iron and go to it! Serve with real maple syrup.</div>
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Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-45875329899225998602013-10-12T11:40:00.002-04:002013-10-12T11:40:19.063-04:00Green with Envy<div style="text-align: center;">
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I've been on a calzone-making kick for about six months. When I discovered it was an easy way to get Roman to eat greens, calzone became part of my dinner rotation. I love picking him up from school and hearing his excitement when I tell him what's for dinner. </div>
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Calzone are also great for lunch, even at room temperature, when we're too busy playing outside in the beautiful Fall weather to come home. A woman at the park asked me where I had bought them, and when I replied I had made them, she acted like I was bragging (no judgement, but her own child was enjoying a Happy Meal). "This is what I do, I can teach you, if you want" I told her, playing it down. There is a perception that making your own dough is hard. Time consuming, maybe, but hard, not particularly. It all depends on what you want to do with your time.</div>
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Lately, I've been putting more energy into making <a href="http://andbabycakesthree.blogspot.com/2013/10/pumpkin-cauliflower-macaroni-and-cheese.html">things from scratch</a>. If you read labels, even when you think you're buying something "healthy," there are still a lot of additives, and usually I don't know what they are or why they are in there. I love the control of preparing something myself, even if it means coming home an hour early from the park, or a few extra dishes to wash. It's worth it to me. And secretly, well, maybe part of me enjoys being called a show off. There are worse things, for sure.</div>
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I adapted this recipe from one my mother used to make. She used ricotta and spinach, which is creamy and decadent. Lately, I have been using 4% cottage cheese, and a trio of spinach, kale and broccoli. It makes me a little giddy to see Roman gobble it up. He loves to dip his in marinara or pasta sauce.</div>
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1 packet active dry yeast</div>
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1 cup lukewarm water</div>
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2 teaspoons honey or maple syrup</div>
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1 1/2 teaspoons salt</div>
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1 1/2 cups unbleached white flour</div>
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3 tablespoons olive oil</div>
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Combine the yeast, water and honey in a large bowl. Stir, then let it sit for 5 minutes.</div>
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Beat in salt and flours. Use a wooden spoon until it is too thick to mix, then turn it out onto a floured countertop. Knead until smooth, about 3 - 5 minutes.</div>
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Grease the same large bowl with olive oil. Return the dough to the bowl and make turn the dough to coat it with olive oil. Cover the bowl with a dish towel and let the dough rise in a warm place until doubled in bulk, about 1 hour.</div>
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Punch the dough to deflate it and turn it out onto the floured countertop. </div>
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Divide it into 6 equal parts and knead each part into a ball. </div>
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Roll each ball into a circle about 1/8 inch thick. Place 1/6 of the filling onto one side of the circle. Bring the other side of the dough over the top of the filling and seal the edges, pressing down with the tines of a fork. Prick the top with a fork to allow steam to release while cooking. Place it on a greased baking tray.</div>
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1/2 a yellow onion, finely diced</div>
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2 cloves of garlic, diced</div>
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3 cups of fresh baby spinach, roughly chopped</div>
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1 cup broccoli florets, cut into tiny pieces (I did not use the stalk).</div>
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1 cup of kale, center stalk removed, finely chopped</div>
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1 cup 4% cottage cheese</div>
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1 cup shredded mozzarella cheese</div>
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1/4 cup grated parmesan</div>
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In a large pan, heat some olive oil and sauté the onion and garlic for a few minutes over medium heat. Add the greens and 1/4 cup water and cover. Cook until the greens wilt, then uncover the pan to evaporate the water. Turn off the heat and add the cheeses. </div>
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Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-43446191679648604452013-10-06T15:20:00.001-04:002013-10-12T11:01:20.505-04:00The boy with the silver fork<div style="text-align: left;">
Ethan turned one in September and because the first year of life rapidly boiled away, I've been trying to keep things simmering on low for a while. I catch myself staring at the boys with melancholy. If only I could press a mental record button and remember them forever this way-- Ethan with his arms up, teetering ever so sweetly around the house, his big brother behind him, imitating his swagger. But things change daily, before our eyes.</div>
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Some time ago, I published <a href="http://andbabycakesthree.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-he-eats.html">Roman's favorite meat sauce</a> and it continues to grow in popularity, amongst family and friends. I make bigger batches now that we have two growing boys. The recipe has changed, as have our lives since we went from three to four. </div>
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If you're currently feeding a baby, my advice is to let your baby take the lead. Babies should be allowed to hold a spoon or fork, eat off a real plate or bowl, and drink from a cup with no cover. They are perfectly capable, with practice. By 9 months, Ethan could feed himself with a spoon. Eating is a sensory experience, and babies need to learn to chew and develop those important mouth and jaw muscles (purees don't teach them that). Babies are capable of so much and shouldn't be underestimated. </div>
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The same could be said for feeding older children. I try to respect Roman's right to listen to his body, to know when he's hungry or full, and to tell me what he likes and doesn't like. He often surprises me. Last week he asked for spinach in his chicken noodle soup last week and begged for whole branzino instead of fish filets.</div>
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And so we go on, each day another chance to try something new, <b>to like it or dislike it and to respect choices</b>. Pretty important with a four year old. It's all a learning process, for me as much as for them. </div>
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Bolognese, Part II</div>
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These days, our bolognese has a ratio of at least 4 cups of vegetables to 1 lb. of meat. I never make it quite the same, but this is our favorite family meal because it pleases even the harshest of little critics.</div>
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The amounts below for vegetables are suggestions. This is made to be adapted. Add spinach and kale, red pepper, or whatever you have in your refrigerator. I have made probably fifty versions and no one has ever said 'yuck'. Here is one of our favorite combinations.</div>
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1 yellow onion</div>
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3 garlic cloves</div>
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2 carrots</div>
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2 stalks celery</div>
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1 yellow squash</div>
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1 zucchini</div>
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1 cup broccoli (the stalk)</div>
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1 box button mushrooms</div>
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1 to 1 1/2 lb ground beef, or a combination of pork, beef and veal</div>
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1 box <a href="http://www.pomi.us.com/TomatoProducts.php">Pomi (Italian brand) </a>strained tomato</div>
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Using a food processor, finely chop the onion, garlic, carrot and celery. In a large pot, cook these over medium heat for five minutes in a Tablespoon of olive oil. Continue to process the rest of the vegetables in batches, adding them to the pot to cook. Add the herbs and some salt if you desire, and cook for about 7-10 minutes. Push the vegetables to the side of the pan (or you can take them out if your pan is not big enough) and add the meat. Brown the meat for several minutes, breaking it up with a wooden spoon. When it is browned, combine the vegetables into the meat and pour in the strained tomato and water. Lower the heat to medium-low and cook for about 1 1/2 hours, stirring every so often so it doesn't stick to the bottom of the pot. It is done when the liquid has mostly been absorbed. Serve with your favorite pasta and top with fresh parmesan.</div>
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Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-67301549284657822572013-10-02T19:41:00.000-04:002013-10-06T12:03:13.219-04:00Pumpkin Cauliflower Macaroni and Cheese<div style="text-align: center;">
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I don't think the word lazy has ever been used to describe me. Sometimes I take shortcuts like buying canned pumpkin. Although I prefer the old fashioned route (which also happens to be healthier). I was actually pleased when Whole Foods ran out of solid pack pumpkin last weekend. It gave me the impetus I needed to make my own. </div>
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So Monday morning before 8 am, I had peeled, seeded, cut into chunks, steamed and pureed in the food processor a whole sugar pumpkin. Because another thing about me: I am always up early, as in hours before the sun- early (thank you, children). It was nice to make good use of the time.</div>
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The resulting pumpkin has gone into fluffy pumpkin waffles and hearty muffins this week. It also made a tasty appearance in this mac and cheese, which Roman, Ethan and I gobbled up at 9:30 am, because when you've been up since 5, lunchtime can come very early. For our hungry tummies, it was a welcome treat to refuel until second lunch.</div>
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Creamy Pumpkin Cauliflower Macaroni and Cheese</div>
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I used the <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/12/02/dining/02mini.html?_r=0">absorption method</a> for the pasta (it's like making risotto)-- adding water and stirring until the macaroni is cooked. The pasta releases its starch and makes for a creamier dish. </div>
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1 head of cauliflower, remove stalk and finely chop</div>
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1 1/2 cups pumpkin puree (you could also use butternut or acorn squash, steamed and pureed)</div>
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1 cup shredded whole milk mozzarella cheese</div>
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Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-47312108268678427462013-09-27T20:01:00.002-04:002013-09-27T20:01:24.709-04:00A Simple White Bean Soup<div style="text-align: center;">
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In my family, there is not much left of lore. But those little stories that remain, linger in my mind. My mother used to tell the story of how my grandmother Ruth hated soup. Her father Abraham, wished upon her a husband that loved it. And indeed, my grandfather Leo was a soup lover. Somehow Ruth grew to accept and embrace whatever it was that she hated about soup. Her recipe box reveals that she made cold and hot, foreign and domestic versions of the stuff. Minted Pea, Vichyssoise, Cold Cream of Curried Chicken, and Potato Chowder.<br />
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Shuffling through her box and finding the recipe card for 'Bean Soup' made me think of wandering through a flea market a few years ago. In a small stall next to some old tarnished silverware, I stared down at a large box full of black and white photographs. Unclaimed photos of people, their names and stories lost in time. If I'd never rescued Ruth's recipe box from my father's attic, all of those recipes would have become as irrelevant as the old photographs. Life, and everything it's filled with: people, travels, meals, stories, and the photographs by which we hope to remember it all--just as ephemeral as a bowl of soup. We'd better dig in.</div>
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Ruth's Bean Soup (as written by Ruth)</div>
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Soak 1 lb white beans overnight. Drain and add ham bone and 3 quarts water.</div>
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Simmer, covered, 2 hrs.</div>
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Simmer another hr- remove bone, dice meat.</div>
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(My notes: I only used 2 onions. I finely diced them, along with the celery and garlic cloves, in the food processor. When I removed the ham bone to dice the meat, I pureed about 2 cups of the soup in the food processor. Ruth called for mashed potatoes, but I added one russet potato, peeled and chopped. Fresh rosemary made a delicious garnish.)</div>
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Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-44152945766849424852013-08-20T19:56:00.000-04:002013-08-26T14:00:22.612-04:00Thai Cabbage Salad and why I love bowls...<div style="text-align: center;">
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I love bowls. <a href="http://www.nicolebrunopottery.com/">Particularly hand thrown pottery</a>. It has a soft, sturdy, personal feel. </div>
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Bowls are the obvious and reliable vessel for soup, porridge, stew, curry. But they can also feel smart and out of the ordinary for a large square of lasagna, or a piece of chocolate cake- with or without ice cream. </div>
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To me, eating a salad on a plate feels frustrating and unwieldy. There's bound to be some cabbage or a stray scallion on the floor if you attempt it. But put that same heap of salad in a good sized bowl and the leaves will never topple overboard. The sides of the bowl help you maneuver every last bit. The food feels cherished when eaten from a bowl. As well it should.</div>
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Thai Cabbage Salad</div>
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from Marlena Spieler's Hot and Spicy Cookbook 1985</div>
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I recommend serving immediately once the salad is dressed to avoid a soggy salad. If you want to prepare the vegetables in advance simply wait to add the dressing. Spicy, crunchy, fresh and summery. </div>
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Serves 4 to 6</div>
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1/3 cup vegetable oil (I used peanut)</div>
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1/3 cup distilled white vinegar</div>
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3 tablespoons sugar</div>
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3 tablespoons soy sauce</div>
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1 cup chopped cilantro</div>
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1 to 2 tablespoons red salsa or 1 teaspoon chile-garlic paste</div>
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4 cloves garlic, chopped</div>
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2 serrano chiles, thinly sliced</div>
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1 head green cabbage, shredded or very thinly sliced</div>
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1/2 cucumber, peeled and diced</div>
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1/2 carrot, shredded</div>
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1 cup dry-roasted peanuts, coarsely chopped</div>
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5 green onions, chopped</div>
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1/2 red bell pepper for garnish</div>
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1. Combine oil, vinegar, sugar, soy sauce, cilantro salsa, garlic and chiles.</div>
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3. Toss with chopped peanuts, green onions and garnish with red bell peppers. </div>
Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-11671550732251655782013-08-14T14:11:00.000-04:002013-08-20T19:17:32.127-04:00Cold Sesame (Garlicky) Noodles<div style="text-align: center;">
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For almost a year, since the birth of my second son, I've been cooking for the lowest common denominator, meaning my three year old. My husband and I reach for the hot sauce to make things more suitable to our palate. I'm not talking chicken nuggets and fries here...I pack as many vegetables into the food processor as I can, sauté, add coconut milk or tomatoes, simmer with some fish- you get the idea. Roman will generally accept this type of preparation over rice or pasta, and I feel like it's a healthy enough way to ensure he's getting nutrients without forcing foods on him. But lately I would like to regain a bit of my adult identity and I've started to think about the foods that can help me do that.</div>
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It's funny to think about being able to eat whatever I want, do whatever I want, wear what I please again. Everything has become tailored to my marathon days of schlepping two kids around the city. From park to park, then home again, we eat a lot of pb&j's, pizza, hummus and cucumber, muffins, things that are easy to tote around. So when I thought about making these cold sesame noodles, Roman (almost 4) was not who I had in mind to be the consumer. However, when there is pasta involved, he perked right up with interest and before I knew it he was reaching for his own bowl-- teaching me that the more chances I give him to like something out of his comfort zone, the more he might surprise me. Because parenting is, after all, full of surprises.
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<span style="text-align: left;">There are those dishes that tempt a brave palate. If you value the taste experience and don't mind the way raw garlic tends to linger, this is a dish you are likely to enjoy. </span><br />
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Cold Noodles with Sesame Sauce<br />
A recipe my mom used to make, with the addition of red bell pepper because it's still hard for me to think about eating something without a vegetable.<br />
1 lb. linguine or spaghetti<br />
1 teaspoon plus 1 tablespoon sesame oil<br />
1/4 cup sesame paste<br />
3 tablespoons brewed tea or water<br />
2 tablespoon chili oil (optional but recommended!)<br />
3 tablespoons light soy sauce<br />
3 tablespoons red wine vinegar<br />
2 teaspoons sugar<br />
Salt to taste<br />
1/4 cup peanut oil<br />
2 tablespoons chopped garlic<br />
1 red bell pepper, diced (optional)<br />
Sliced scallions and cilantro for garnish<br />
1 tablespoon sesame seeds for garnish<br />
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Boil six cups of water and cook the noodles until tender. Drain and run cold water over them to chill them. Sprinkle with the teaspoon of sesame oil.
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Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-88885575336067554402013-06-11T10:12:00.000-04:002013-06-12T06:41:48.980-04:00Spicy Mango Black Bean Salad with Roasted Corn<div style="text-align: center;">
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In a few weeks, we will be in Massachusetts. Applying sunscreen, bug repellent, rinsing out bathing suits, licking ice pops, splashing in a baby pool. Waiting for the corn to grow as high as an elephant's eye, see our laundry blow in the breeze, feel the cool grass sneak up between my toes, slightly prickly but also sort of soft. Natural grass, not the very manicured kind, a nice shade of green.<br />
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Dad is positioned by the grill, watching it all. We are definitely singing. Maybe he throws on some kabobs with marinated shrimp, certainly a sausage or two. "Janma" offers me a glass of chilled white wine. She takes Ethan and bounces him on her lap, making him laugh with paddy cake. Lisa and the cousins come over and beach balls fly in the yard. The kids start a game of badminton. Yes, we should do that this year. Dirty feet climb up onto the deck for dinner.<br />
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Perhaps we'll get to stay up late enough to see the fireflies come out. I wonder what time they appear.<br />
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Spicy Mango Black Bean Salad with Roasted Corn</div>
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Lime juice, cumin, cilantro and heat from jalapeño peppers make this salad highly satisfying for sophisticated (grown up) palates. Enjoy with any grilled fish, chicken, or pork on a gorgeous summer night.</div>
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1 red pepper</div>
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2 jalapeño peppers (start with one, or go for two if you like a lot of heat)</div>
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2 ripe mangoes</div>
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1 can of black beans, rinsed</div>
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2 ears of fresh corn</div>
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1 handful of cilantro</div>
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1 teaspoon ground cumin</div>
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1/2 teaspoon fine sea salt</div>
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2 Tablespoons of good olive oil</div>
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Dice the red onion and let it soak in the lime juice for several minutes. Add the diced red peppers, jalapeño peppers (remove the seeds, or leave them in for full heat.) Cube the mangoes, add the rinsed beans. Shuck and roast the corn either on a grill or grill pan for several minutes. (If you can't do this, just microwave it for two minutes and run it under cold water to cool it.) Cut the corn off the cobs and add to the salad. Chop the cilantro, then stir it in with the cumin and salt. Drizzle in the olive oil and stir to combine all the ingredients. Serve immediately or chill slightly. </div>
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Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-30178425234669236812013-06-01T15:38:00.000-04:002013-06-01T15:38:30.477-04:00Finding Italy in New York<div style="text-align: left;">
Two years ago, we moved from <a href="http://andbabycakesthree.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html">Rome to New York City</a>. As we were getting settled in Manhattan, a friend mentioned I should write a post about finding Italy in New York. Little Italy, Eataly, Buon Italia in Chelsea Market. Sounded like a great idea to me. Over the last two years, I visited those places when I needed an ingredient, but pushing through the tourists and making eye-contact with no one was a far cry from my stomping grounds in Rome. The missing ingredient was not culinary. It was human.</div>
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Then Roman and I stumbled upon Portobello's- our neighborhood pizzeria. It wasn't long before Anthony, the owner, knew our names and we felt like friends. This was the missing piece - humanity is not something you feel every day on the streets of New York City. Southern Italian warmth cuts through the crush of strangers. Someone commenting on Roman's growth, cracking jokes with him, treating him like he matters. These are the things I missed most about Rome.<br />
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Portobello's makes great pizza- that quintessential New York slice, that once you've tasted it, there is no substitute. But it's also a place where we are not anonymous customers. We feel at home there, and it's the reason why when it's time to go, we will miss New York City, too.<br />
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Next time you're in downtown NY, stop in and have a slice. Tell him Nicole sent you.</div>
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Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-72207164132529338142013-05-30T19:09:00.000-04:002013-05-30T19:09:00.475-04:00A Simple No Bake Fruit Tart<div style="text-align: center;">
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We returned from a morning outing at the park and made this together, Roman and I, while baby Ethan crawled backwards and performed yoga poses. He's figuring out motion. I've been at a loss for words lately but I'm not ready to let And Baby Cakes Three die. So I'm offering this tart which is OK to eat for breakfast, but also wears the dessert hat nicely. It seems like summer on the East Coast will be another hot one, so please make and enjoy. There's no room for feelings of guilt.<br />
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Simple No Bake Fruit Tart<br />
Inspired by a Nigella Lawson recipe<br />
A truly versatile tart. Instead of yogurt you could use lemon curd or chocolate pudding, and whatever fruit strikes your fancy.<br />
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10 graham crackers<br />
6 Tbsp unsalted butter, melted<br />
2 yogurts (I suggest whole milk yogurt. I love Liberté brand which is made with milk and cream. I used one vanilla and one coconut but you can use whatever you like.)<br />
Mixed seasonal fruit<br />
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Pulse the crackers in a food processor. Add the melted butter and continue to pulse. Use your hands to press the crushed crackers into a 1" tart pan with removable bottom. Place the crust in the freezer for at least an hour but preferably two. Fill with yogurt and top with fruit. </div>
Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-3168188254013087342013-04-13T19:12:00.002-04:002013-04-13T19:12:54.154-04:00A request<div style="text-align: center;">
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"Baba," he said, over and over.<br />
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I figured he either meant baba au rum or baba ghannoush. But rum is not for babies.<br />
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Baba Ghannoush<br />
Delicious served with fresh baguette, raw vegetables, or by the spoonful.</div>
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Preheat the oven to 350 and cut off the stems of the eggplant. Roast them until soft and partially collapsed, anywhere from 40 minutes to an hour. Place the garlic cloves in an aluminum foil packet and roast along with the eggplant. Cut the eggplant open and scrape out the flesh. Discard skin. <br />
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Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-84779081611718910202013-03-19T13:02:00.002-04:002013-03-19T13:28:24.764-04:00A balm for March<div style="text-align: center;">
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A cold March morning summoned me to the kitchen for something comforting. I reached for Ruth's recipe box and found three different recipes for rice pudding. I chose the one with the most eggs, six. I had never tried this recipe, which is made in the oven, not the stove top. That would be nice, I thought, not to have to skim away the skin that forms as the milk boils. Out came a nice quart of milk, a retro glass bottle I had bought recently, thinking of Ruth and how she must have bought her milk. I was feeling cozier already. </div>
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As I made my way through the shorthand recipe- cooking the rice till firm, separating the eggs, beating the yolks till thick and lemony, I felt confident in my ability. I beat the whites until foamy. Maybe I over beat them, yes I think that's where I went wrong. Combining the whites with the rice and yolks, I found they would not fold in properly. They ended up sitting, floating on top of the pudding. This is stupid, I thought. Why couldn't Ruth have been more explicit? Should I have used a whisk or a spatula? Just how foamy did she mean?</div>
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I was not about to waste organic eggs and milk. I would eat the pudding myself but just not share the recipe. For the rest of the day my thoughts turned deeper, from this kitchen mishap to what I've missed the most in the two and a half decades or more without my mother and grandmother. Tangible things like visits, phone calls, letters, one of those hugs. Advice on cooking, advice on child rearing and relationships. Anecdotes of how to get through the day to day. Stories of their pregnancies, their childbirths. Intangibles like knowing that a source of support exists, pulling for me. </div>
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Then I realized that having an incomplete recipe is just a metaphor for that missing link to my past, that hole I've felt all these years. "Figure it out" is basically how her recipes are written. Figuring it out is what I've been doing all these years. When you don't have someone to spell it out and guide you, the result must be resilience. </div>
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-For Lisa and Alexandra, the most resilient of all.</div>
Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-73080483042261526872013-02-11T12:52:00.000-05:002013-02-11T12:52:03.477-05:00Grilled Cheese<div style="text-align: center;">
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It's funny how there are many lessons our parents teach us without trying. Growing up around a man who blasted opera in the house every Sunday so loud the neighbors had to shut their windows was desperately embarrassing. He always had a song, either whistling or singing in public. I remember how much this annoyed me as a teenager. However, these things have a way of rubbing off on a person. Now singing is a tool I use to calm my nerves or lighten my mood. It costs absolutely nothing and if I really get into it, I might even get someone to join in. <br />
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He also exposed me to the art of making great grilled cheese sandwiches. It involves a good amount of resourcefulness, finding flavorful treasures, <i>objets trouvés</i> to tuck inside the sandwich. You need some zing in the way of a spicy mustard, or something pickled. Sometimes the best sandwiches, (soups too) come from <b>found objects</b>. No recipe, no planning, just bits and pieces pulled from the refrigerator. It's about versatility as much as flexibility.<br />
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<b>Sometimes it's the unintentional lessons that prove most valuable.</b><br />
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Here is one of my own recent creations.<br />
Here is what I used to make 2 extraordinary sandwiches:<br />
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4 slices of the best sourdough bread you can find (or make)<br />
1 zucchini, sliced thinly lengthwise<br />
4 shallots, sliced thinly<br />
6 slices smoked turkey or ham (substitute extra vegetables if you don't eat deli meats.)<br />
2 cheeses - I suggest Parano, Gouda or Emmentaler for one and a harder cheese like parmesan for the second cheese.<br />
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Grill the zucchini slices on a grill pan, under the broiler or on an outdoor grill if you have access to one.<br />
Saute the sliced shallots in olive oil until very soft. Stir them frequently for about ten minutes. <br />
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Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-31298963848482936352013-02-05T10:38:00.000-05:002013-02-11T12:53:14.974-05:00Pumpkin Quinoa Muffins<div style="text-align: center;">
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We live in a time of so many choices. What to do with our days, our lives, who we want to be, what we stand for. As a little girl, even into my twenties, I dreamt of notoriety. As a ten year old, I signed my diary entries with a grand flourish, convinced that one day the world would read them when I became a famous dancer. I declared that I'd never have kids because I would be too busy as a diva on the stages Europe. </div>
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These are just muffins, but to me, they represent a lot more. You see, the diva in me would probably have had a staff in charge of menial daily chores. But I could never give up certain things for the sake of an "easier" life. The hard worker in me thrives on stirring up a batch of the <a href="http://andbabycakesthree.blogspot.com/2010/10/granola-2-ways_30.html">granola</a> that Roman loves, whipping up some of his favorite <a href="http://andbabycakesthree.blogspot.com/2010/10/granola-2-ways_30.html">multigrain pear waffles</a> for second breakfast, and so on for lunch and dinner. In between there is laundry and there are always dishes to be done. </div>
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I know I've grown up because I'm grateful for my life as it is. I feel settled and no longer need the attention I once craved. There is order, calm and purpose in caring for other people- something I never would have understood as a younger person. <b>I'm just living. </b> Trying to help my people thrive and grow. Modest tasks. And for now, this is how I go on, one snack at a time.</div>
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Pumpkin Quinoa Muffins</div>
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1 1/4 cups whole wheat flour</div>
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3/4 cup brown sugar</div>
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1 teaspoon cinnamon</div>
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1 teaspoon baking powder</div>
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1/2 teaspoon baking soda</div>
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1/2 teaspoon sea salt</div>
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3/4 cup cooked Quinoa</div>
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2 large eggs</div>
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3/4 cup canned pumpkin (unsweetened)</div>
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1/2 cup buttermilk</div>
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4 tablespoons unsalted butter, melted</div>
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1 teaspoon vanilla extract (optional)</div>
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1/4 cup raw shelled pepitas (pumpkin seeds)</div>
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Preheat the oven to 400.</div>
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In a large bowl, combine the flour, sugar, cinnamon, baking powder and soda, salt. Stir well with a whisk. Add the cooked and cooled quinoa and stir with a whisk or fork to break up any clusters. </div>
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In a measuring cup, beat the two eggs and add to the flour mixture. Measure out the buttermilk and combine it with the pumpkin, adding this to the large bowl. Add the melted butter and the vanilla if using. </div>
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Fill 12 muffin tins (grease them or use muffin liner cups if needed) about 3/4 of the way and sprinkle each muffin with pumpkin seeds. Bake for 30-35 minutes until a toothpick comes out clean. Cool them in the tins for about ten minutes before turning them out to cool completely on a rack. These muffins freeze well.</div>
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* To cook quinoa, rinse one cup of dry quinoa well using a fine mesh strainer. Boil 2 cups of water, then add the quinoa, cover the pot and simmer for 12 minutes. Remove from heat and leave the cover on the pot for another 10 minutes, then fluff with a fork. </div>
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Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-8680524628786532012013-01-22T15:42:00.001-05:002013-02-18T15:38:55.197-05:00Soup and Survival<div style="text-align: center;">
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I was not supposed to get the flu, but I did. It came after a cold and a stomach bug. It hit me hard (despite the infamous flu shot) and left me resolved to shore up my reserves. Enough is enough. After four days of convalescing, I ate two huge bowls of this amazing soup and suddenly the run down feeling left my body. That was yesterday. I made it again today to prolong the feelings of self preservation, restoration, survival. The winter is nowhere near over, so if I have to eat this every day, I just might do that.<br />
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This magical soup, "sick soup" came to me by way of text message from my cousin Laurie, who got it from her friend when her own son was sick. Before that, I can't trace it any farther back. I'd like to thank the universe for putting this soup out there for me because the healing properties are numerous. 12 cloves of garlic. Ginger, onion, cabbage, chili, lime juice. Grandma's chicken noodle soup is cowering in the corner feeling pretty meager next to this. <br />
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I think we all agree, getting sick is the pits. But winter and germs are here to stay, so in case you need it- here's the recipe. Stay strong.<br />
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"Sick Soup"<br />
This soup lends itself well to variations. The photo below shows a version I just made using shiitake mushrooms and firm tofu. Add the mushrooms about half way through the cooking, and stir in the diced tofu once you have turned off the flame. <br />
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6 cups water<br />
1 white onion, cut in half then sliced thinly<br />
1 medium cabbage (use as much of the cabbage as you like), sliced into 1 inch pieces<br />
12 cloves garlic, peeled (thinly slice 6, and chop the other 6)<br />
4 inch piece of ginger, peeled and grated<br />
2 carrots, peeled and sliced<br />
1 red chili cut in half, seeds removed and thinly sliced (omit the chili if serving someone who cannot tolerate spice)<br />
juice of 1 lime<br />
1-2 tablespoons sesame oil<br />
salt to taste<br />
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Boil the water in a large pot and add all the ingredients except the lime juice, sesame oil and salt. Cover the pot and simmer the soup over medium heat for 30 minutes. Turn off the heat, add the lime juice, sesame oil and salt to taste. Enjoy this soup piping hot.<br />
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These days, my refrigerator is stocked with kale, mushrooms of all shapes and sizes, colorful peppers. I buy so much fruit we can barely eat it before it gets too ripe. But today I want to share a brownie recipe because this time of year there is already enough nutritional advice being dished out. This is about lifting spirits, and these brownies have that capability. </div>
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In August, a close relative cautioned me not to lose myself with the birth of my second child. I think a lot about what aspects I may have lost, whether those features of my life/self were important to me and how becoming responsible for two small people opened up a whole new world. Some days I feel like super woman, capable of carrying a large baby through the NYC streets in 19 degree weather, toting all the groceries, naming every car make and model in a four block radius for an eager three year old. Other days, I feel vulnerable, crouched deep in the trenches of motherhood with a sick child, overwhelmed with the sheer duty to these two young lives, but abounding with love. </div>
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While I can strive to find balance and prioritize time for myself, the fact is, my work is cut out for me. My joy comes (in between tantrums) in the form of restorative hugs, toothy grins, impromptu dance parties with Roman. When I need a little guilty pleasure that I don't need to share, there is chocolate. Not meditation, yoga or free time- but chocolate.<br />
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There is no 'one size fits all' recipe for brownies. There are a million versions that people claim are the best, and maybe they're all partially right. I have strong opinions in this matter and my ultimate brownie is flourless, almost fudge-like, loaded with toasted walnuts, and made with the best chocolate I could find. <br />
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I wish you all the best in 2013. I hope you'll treat yourself to something delicious on your way.<br />
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My Best Brownies<br />
This brownie recipe from Ready for Dessert by David Lebovitz knocked my socks off, although I made a few changes to his already "perfect" brownies. I substituted hazelnut flour for the all-purpose flour. I also added espresso powder to make the chocolate stand out even more. I have written the recipe below exactly as I made it.<br />
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6 tablespoons unsalted butter cut into pieces<br />
8 ounces semisweet chocolate, chopped (I used Callebaut)<br />
3/4 cup sugar<br />
1/2 teaspoon espresso powder<br />
1 teaspoon vanilla extract<br />
2 large eggs, room temperature<br />
1/4 cup hazelnut flour (you could also use almond flour or regular flour)<br />
1 cup toasted walnuts<br />
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Preheat the oven to 350 degrees.<br />
Line the inside of a square cake pan (mine was 8 inch) with parchment. Lightly grease the parchment with butter.<br />
In a medium saucepan, melt the butter, then add the chocolate and stir over medium heat until the chocolate is melted and smooth. Remove from the heat and stir in the sugar, espresso powder and vanilla until combined. With your wooden spoon, beat in the eggs one at a time. Add the hazelnut flour and stir energetically for one full minute. Stir in the chopped, toasted nuts. Scrape the batter into the prepared pan and bake until the center feels almost set. This took about 40 minutes for me, but check starting at 30. Let cool completely in the pan before lifting out the parchment to remove the brownies. These will keep for four days at room temperature. I chose to wrap mine individually and freeze them for a treat when I need it. Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-13379392119854304762012-12-17T11:39:00.001-05:002012-12-17T11:39:31.270-05:00Lemon Cream Cheese Tart with a Gingersnap Crust<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="text-align: left;">Taking care of a 3 year old and a 3 month old has sapped any energy I had for extraneous activities. My cooking has become predictable. As my sister wisely said, right now my life is more about survival than perfection. While I often feel like I'm being challenged to my core, I am lucky enough to be showered with smiles every morning from both boys. That's enough to keep me going.</span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">The exceedingly gray skies of late call for a little culinary levity. The pretty yellow color and zing of lemon and ginger are a pick-me-up and just what I needed. </span></div>
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It's funny how a food treat can feel like a visit from an old friend. A simple boost that helps me continue on my daily march.<br />
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I wish you all the coziest of times as 2012 comes to a close. May you be showered with gifts of smiles, good food and warm, safe homes. </div>
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Ruth's Lemon Cream Cheese Tart</div>
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Adapted from my <a href="http://andbabycakesthree.blogspot.com/p/ruths-box.html">Grandmother's recipe</a></div>
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Plan ahead by taking the eggs and cream cheese out of the fridge a few hours before you want to make this. <br />
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For the tart crust:</div>
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8 ounces ginger cookies (I used store bought from Whole Foods Market)</div>
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4 tablespoons unsalted butter</div>
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Finely process the cookies in a food processor. Melt the butter, then pour it into the food processor and pulse to combine. Place a 9 inch tart shell with removable bottom on a baking sheet. Press the crushed cookies into the shell. Bake at 325 degrees for 10 minutes and allow to cool while you proceed with the filling.</div>
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3 large eggs at room temperature</div>
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Zest and juice of 1 organic lemon</div>
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8 oz package of cream cheese, softened to room temperature<br />
fresh berries for garnish (optional)<br />
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Use a handheld electric beater to beat the eggs until light in a double boiler (<i>bain marie</i>); then beat in sugar gradually. Stir in lemon zest and juice. Stir constantly over the heat with a wooden spoon for about 7-10 minutes until the eggs begin to thicken to a custardy consistency. Add the cream cheese (must be room temperature) and use the electric beater again to blend thoroughly. Several more minutes over the heat should do the trick. Spoon this into your prepared tart shell. Cool on the counter. You could serve this warm, or if you want to prepare it ahead of time, simply chill it in the refrigerator until you are ready to serve. </div>
Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16560974525638822194noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581817401991279642.post-23200110615116703032012-11-09T12:08:00.001-05:002012-11-09T12:08:11.033-05:00Original Comfort Food<div style="text-align: center;">
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I am the original comfort food. </div>
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A creamy bowl of oatmeal, sprinkled with cinnamon sugar.</div>
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A warm bun straight from the oven with a pat of melting butter.</div>
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A steaming cup of chicken noodle soup that warms inside and out.</div>
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Comforted, Nurtured, Nourished.</div>
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His breath smells like vanilla scented rice pudding. </div>
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Simply delicious.</div>
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