Confession – I’ve been hoarding a lovely little jar of saffron for ages, almost afraid to use her – her pretty threads just lying in wait. Until today! Today is the first time I’ve used saffron, ever, and like most amazing spices, I can see why men traveled for months to procure it, used it as currency, etc., and why it’s still so darned expensive!
Want to dive into a delectable vat of Springtime veggies, and don’t mind getting a little gooey on the way out – well, you’ve come to the right place!
I cannot get enough of leeks and asparagus this time of year, and this is the perfect dish to highlight these lovely greens.
Great food, like great moments in life, are such a tease, as they are darn near impossible to recreate.
Pumpkin sauce, grapes, arugula, onions and cheese all starred in the greatest pizza I’ve ever had, and I’ve been craving it ever since. Tommy’s Pizza in Gettysburg is the spot where this devilishly divine pizza was created, if you’re ever in the area, go, these guys will make it worth your while.
While I’ve not attempted to recreate it, I’ve been wanting to introduce that spicy little devil, arugula, to a nice homemade pie, so here she is.
Do you ever feel alive? Like truly alive? I’m not talking about jumping out of a plane, or your wedding day, or watching the World Series from the dugout… I’m talking about those little moments.
For me it’s hiking with the boy and his dog, hearing a melody that gives me shivers, giving someone a hug and meaning it, seeing a sunrise like it’s for the first time, drinking a beer that makes my taste buds dance, smiling at someone that you can tell needed it. I bring this up, because in making this dish, I was standing over a pan of peppers and onions, and another with beer and brats, and taking in the smells, I thought, “Man, this is living.” I love those little moments, the ones that they don’t make cards about, that can’t be truly captured, those tiny, fleeting, beautiful moments. That’s why I love cooking. And that’s why I do this blog.
Sorry for waxing poetic… it’s just one of those days 🙂
Now give me the meat and beer!
We’ve all got them, those foods that we wake up craving, those foods we daydream about, those foods that make us salivate at the thought of them. Most people’s lists include chocolate, chips, pasta, cheese, bread and the like. My recent food lusting has taken a strange twist. I. Crave. Tofu! All day, everyday, I want it. Don’t know where it came from, don’t know what it will take to tame the hungry tofu beast, but she’s there.
It’s by pure accident that I’m posting my St. Patrick’s Day Feast – before March 17th! (I don’t want you to think I’m losing my procrastinating ways). So hopefully, this will give you some ideas for maximizing your
drinking family time on Saturday. This plan is for a day of cooking, with very little of it spent actually cooking – love it!
“No time! No time! There’s never enough time!” I don’t enter into caffeine pill induced freak outs, but I do wish for more time when I look at the stacks of food magazines and books that clutter my floor. My list of things to make and bake grows longer by the day, and there’s never enough time to test and post. Someone find me a longer day, please.
Case in point, this showed up in the December 2010 issue of Bon Appetit, and I’ve been dying to make it ever since. A year and a half later, here she is – wow, look at that turn around time.