In the Heart of Winter

It's snowing again, adding another 6 inches or so to the mounds already on the ground. In preparation, last night I prepared a feast from leftovers fit for those wanting to hibernate until it's all over.

On Sunday, I was enticed by carefully placed display at the local Shaw's, which advertised free bags of onions, potatoes and carrots if one purchased a three pound roast. Of course, when you arrived at the meat aisle the only 3+ pound roasts were on the pricey side - but I found the least expensive one I could which was a brisket, and vowed I would get 3 meals out of it. That night I prepared a pot roast with the usual suspects, adding a little chipotle pepper for flavor and interest. By the time we stuffed ourselves the brisket was fork tender and delicious (as were the carrots, potatoes and onions!)

Round 2: I'd carefully saved the broth from the pot roast / brisket, and after preparing a couple of containers of leftovers there was still a slab of brisket left. With toothsome memories of the famous Hadden risotto, I decided there was no reason I couldn't experiment. Replacing the stock with the leftover brisket broth, replacing the dry white wine with some dry red, adding some wild rice to the risotto, and slicing up a package of mushrooms and the leftover brisket, I happily stirred away. The results were hearty and delicious!

It reminds me that much of creative cookery is improv, and the stove a stage. . . . Occasionally one must endure boos and rotten tomatoes. Consider the following recipe for Blushing Bunny which my mother carefully prepared in my salad days - it went down in infamy. We all loved Welsh Rarebit, but this one my sister correctly termed "Blushing Barf" due to an unfortunate curdling incident! We never let Mom forget it.

Blushing Bunny

Put into a chafing dish 2 Tbsp. butter; when melted add 2 Tbsp. flour. Pour in gradually 1 cup of thin cream or milk. When thickened add 1/2 cup of tomatoes and 1 cup of cooked macaroni. Then add 1/2 pound cheese, grated and 2 eggs slightly beaten. Season with salt and a little cayenne pepper and mustard.

The Snowflake Path

This past weekend, Jim, Bonnie & I stopped by the Mount Auburn Cemetery to see the sights on our way back from Freddy Farkel's Fabric (Jim is restoring a Morris Chair and we had ordered custom cushions.)

The grounds were buried (sorry!) under a thick blanket of snow.

The scene was far from the Primrose Path - but the Snowflake Path was aptly named!

The Year of the Ox

Last night we attended a "family-style" dinner at a local eatery, the Garden at the Cellar (http://www.gardenatthecellar.com/), to celebrate Chinese New Year. The chef at the restaurant serves a "staff dinner" at a very reasonable price once a month - the menu is fixed. This month, the food, in honor of the Year of the Ox, was very delicious Asian fare, including some great ribs and a spicy hot and sour ramen soup (this was helpful for Jim who is suffering the world's worst cold.)

Jaime sported a find from a new consignment shop we visited Sunday - Raspberry Beret (Cici can be seen sporting a raspberry beret from the same shop!) A great time was had by all our extended Cambridge family!

Super Hunger Brunch 2009

The Greater Boston Food Bank sponsors a Super Hunger Brunch weekend every year. Essentially both the restaurants and diners contribute time, food and money to a good cause. We've frequently attended these brunches, at such varied spots as John Harvard's Brew Pubs to the Navy Mess at the Constitution. This year, Cici, Jaime and I traveled a few blocks to Shephard Street in Cambridge to Chez Henri. This restaurant has significance to me because in a former life it was known as Chez Jean and was a favorite of my parents, who lived up the street when I was an infant. Chez Jean was a traditional French restaurant (and very good); Chez Henri is French-Cuban fusion and also very good. I've wanted to try it for a long time, and I'm happy we did, even happier that it was for a good cause!

Cici had a roasted veggie and goat cheese omelet, Jaime steak and eggs with a fancy bearnaise sauce, and I had the famous Cuban sandwich, all of which were very good. We split a chocolate brioche bread pudding for dessert, which was SO good.

A parting shot of (what else?) lampposts....

Maine Shrimp Season!!!!

Well, I love shrimp. Pretty much any kind of shrimp - I'm not picky. My love affair with the little pink bugs began early - I remember being entranced by a lovely ice carving filled with shrimp cocktail at the Queen City Club in Cincinnati as a toddler. My grandfather was thrilled, and ordered me a large platter of shrimp. Thus began the endless odyssey. . . .

Around this time of year, our local Whole Paycheck carries Maine shrimp. The season is fleeting and I like it that way - it just builds anticipation all year long. The same goes for fiddleheads. Anyway, these shrimp are incredibly delicate tasting with very thin shells. Every year there is the quandary of how exactly to cook them - but there is NEVER a quandary as to how to eat them. In the Whole Paycheck I was also tempted by, and succumbed to, a huge bunch of fresh dill. So much for my "only in season" leanings!

Last night, I made some dill pesto, out of some of the aforementioned dill. I usually use it as a garnish for carrot and dill seed soup. It's really easy - 2 tablespoons each of olive oil and pignolias, and a cup of packed fresh dill, thrown in the mini-prep or food processor. Perhaps a little lemon zest would enhance it - I put a few drops of lemon juice in for fun. I set some water to boil and made a half package of lemon pepper papperdelle pasta (thank you Trader Joe's!), and quickly sauteed the little pink bugs with some butter and dill pesto and tried out my new Peugeot pepper mill. I was going to take a picture, but, um, I ate it. All of it. Okay, I shared with Jim, but suffice it to say I wasn't going to wait to take a picture!!!!

Today we're down below freezing again, so it's time for pot roast. But, the memories of Maine shrimp with dill pesto linger on in my taste buds for another year....

The Cake Lady - Welcome at the Office

A few years ago I heard a story on NPR (lying in bed listening, supposed to be getting up in the morning!) I think it acted as a subliminal suggestion!

http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=6243629

As with the NPR cake lady, my husband is not a cake person. He's also not a chocolate person, candy person, and mostly not a cookie person. In the case of chocolate, fine, more for me! I'm not a cake person either in the sense of EATING cakes. But, I've found I really enjoy baking cakes, and without children in the house, the only appreciative audience is the dog. And Wednesday Bake Club only comes once a week, and really, I only get to bake for that once every quarter or so.

Lately, I've been cruising the great web sites smittenkitchen.com and epicurious.com, and baking.... Even the dog's vet clinic has been a recipient of the crazy cake lady's largesse, but mostly, my co-workers. So far, Epicurious' Aunt Holly's Banana Bread takes top honors, but SmittenKitchen's Chocolate Stout Cake and my own Chocolate Creme de Menthe Cake aren't far behind.

http://smittenkitchen.com/2006/11/ganached-guinness-goodness/

http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Aunt-Hollys-Banana-Bread-239027

My favorite tools in this madness - an old aluminum tube pan that was my grandmother's, larger than a bundt pan; a large round melamine serving plate from Anthropologie; and a very handy cake carrier. I LOVE my cake carrier.

National Day of Service

Well, maybe national WEEKEND of service! As a supporter of first Hillary's, then Obama's, campaigns, I was contacted via e-mail to participate in a day of service for Martin Luther King Jr. Day. I was happy to sign up for a Red Cross Disaster Preparedness course, donating household goods to Goodwill, and donating blood.

Sunday dawned with a deep blanket of snow, as Jim and I ventured out for my blood donation appointment. Donating blood never bothers me, and I am very grateful that I was able to receive blood transfusions when I needed them 20 years ago. I haven't been able to donate due to severe anemia for a while, and I'm also thankful that's resolved. There was a give a pint, get a pound promotion so now I am the proud owner of a coupon for a pound of Dunkin' Donut coffee.... The remainder of the day was spent doing errands, and digging through our back bedroom, attic and basement for goods to donate. Poor, long-suffering Jimpy was enlisted to haul endless boxes to the car.

Monday, the actual day of service, began with taking my Red Cross course online - which actually was interesting and useful. Another foray into the attic for more giveaways (enlisting Cici as well) increased the load in the car, and Jim, Bonnie and I ventured out to the wilds of Central Square to rid ourselves of assorted boxes and bags of giveaways. It fell to poor Jim to wade through the knee deep slush 8 or so times hauling boxes back and forth. The Goodwill store was pretty amazing - very crowded, and with a very diverse crowd. Jim met a former neighbor, who said he thought he had died. Naturally, rumors of his demise were greatly exaggerated!