Tuesday, November 30, 2010

A Typical Guatemalan Breakfast

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What you see before you is the American approximation of a typical Guatemalan breakfast—eggs, black beans, toast, and juice. Eggs are usually scrambled, the black beans can take several forms—here they are refried and served with sour cream.  In Guatemala, beans and eggs are often served with a dry, crumbly cheese that reminds me a little of the parmesan cheese you buy in a container to shake on pizza. 

This is a humble meal and the daily breakfast fare for many people in Guatemala. I asked my husband once (a born and bred Guatemalan) if he ever got tired of eating the same thing every day. He said he didn’t know any different so he never thought about it. At the time I thought it was weird and a little sad to eat the same thing day after day—but then I took a look at my kids, who are perfectly content to have a bowl of instant oatmeal every day.  There are other options, but they are creatures of habit and content with what they have.  I don’t know much about other breakfast options in Guatemala or if there really are any, but if the food is good, cheap, filling, and satisfying—does it matter?

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Preston’s Gingerbread Men

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My brother Preston was by far the one most “into” the Christmas season when we were growing up.  He was the designated tree-setter-upper/decorator and rooftop light stringer. When he was about ten years old, he got a huge Christmas coloring book from the dollar store.  The thing was as thick as a phone book and included all kinds of activities and recipes.  One of the recipes was for gingerbread men and Preston took it upon himself to give the recipe a go.  It was a hit. He would make these up in an afternoon and soon the entire family was begging him to make another batch.  And another. And another. And...well, you get the idea.

Before I discovered my brother’s cookie creations, I was leery of gingerbread, it seemed too temperamental (think crumbling, earthquake-aftermath-esque candy covered houses), too tooth-breakingly crisp, and too spicy and gross (It’s not called Nutmegbread, people! Ew!).  Preston’s dollar store coloring book recipe is perfect—the spices are mellow and the dough rolls and cuts out beautifully.


Preston’s “Ginger Boys”
1/2 c. sugar
1/2 c. shortening
1/2 c. dark molasses
1/4 c. water
3/4 t. salt
3/4 t. ginger
1/2 t. baking soda
1/4 t. allspice
2 1/2 c. all purpose flour

With an electric mixer on low speed, beat sugar, shortening, molasses, and water in a large bowl until blended. Beat on medium speed for one minute. Stir in remaining ingredients.

Cover and refrigerate dough until chilled (about 1 to 2 hours).  Heat oven to 375 degrees. On a lightly floured surface, roll out dough to 1/4 inch thick. Cut dough with cookie cutters and lift cookies carefully with a large spatula onto an ungreased cookie sheet. (I like to use parchment paper, to make clean up easier and to avoid possible cookie breakage.)

Bake 8 to 10 minutes.  Let cookies cool on pan for three or four minutes before removing to a paper towel or cookie rack. Cool completely and decorate with frosting or royal icing.

Mariam’s “Save me from my lack of foodie-ness” Salad

I have this friend that I consider something of a foodie. She likes home-made food and works valiantly to avoid using processed foods in her cooking. I love this friend.  And, despite the fact that I like blue frosting that comes in a can, she loves me, too.  Anyway, one day, I invited this friend and her kids over for lunch.  I wanted the lunch to be special, a little more grown up than the standard PBJ or pizza thing we did when the kids were involved.  But what?  I wanted something savory, but light, substantial but not heavy. Now, this friend would have been fine with whatever the heck I came up with, because she’s laid back like that, but I wanted to do something great.  Special.  Something worthy of this friend’s palate. Something awesome.

And…I was at a loss.  I couldn’t think of anything to make.  With only a couple of hours before my friend was to arrive, I had nada.

Luckily for me, I ended up on the phone with another friend, who sadly, lives too far away for her own play date, but who is also something of a foodie, and deserves her own post for not only her culinary talents, but her other merits as well.  I digress…so, I was telling her about my dilemma and before I could get really melodramatic, she gave me the answer.  A salad so good, so tantalizing, so perfect, I could have smooched her.  In fact, I think I actually made kissy noises on the phone as we said good bye.  Anyway…

My play date friend was delighted with the salad (so was my hubby, who happened to be home for lunch that day. Oh, and the kids opted for grilled cheese sandwiches, which was fine with me—more yummy salad for the grown ups!) and I owe mucho gratitude to Miss Mariam for giving me such an awesome recipe. 

I don’t currently have photos of this salad, but as soon as I make this again (soon, my pretties, very soon) I’ll take some, and post them for your viewing delight. Now, onto:

Mariam’s Salad

1 container spring mix salad greens
2 roma tomatoes, chopped
1 small red onion, chopped
black olives
pine nuts
feta or chevre cheese
olive oil
balsamic vinegar
sea salt
pepper
meat from rotisserie chicken (or two cooked chicken breasts) chopped into bite-size chunks

Mix greens, tomatoes, and onions, scatter black olives, pine nuts, and cheese to taste.  Sprinkle with oil and vinegar, sea salt, and pepper, to taste.  Add chicken chunks and toss gently.  Serve with a light soup or crusty bread.

 

Mom’s Make Ahead Rolls

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I don’t know where my mom got this incredible roll recipe, but it’s my favorite.  Not only does it turn out these lovely, delicious rolls, it’s the only yeast bread recipe I have never screwed up.  Well, okay, I screwed it up once, but that’s only because I was too busy refereeing a squabbling match between a couple of my kids and wasn’t paying enough attention to the cooking.  So, it doesn’t count.

Mom’s Make Ahead Rolls

Heat together: 2 c. milk, 1/2 c. shortening, 2 t. salt, 1/2 sugar until shortening is melted. You can do this in a sauce pan or be lazy like me and just nuke it in a big bowl.

Add: 2 beaten eggs

Dissolve 2 T. yeast in 1/4 c. water and add to the egg mixture.

Beat in 6 c. flour, one at a time (it’s important to add the flour a little at a time, because if you add it all at once, the dough won’t mix up correctly—and you may find you don’t need the entire 6 cups of flour, so be sure you follow the directions here.)

The dough should be soft and a little tacky, but not overly sticky.  Let the dough raise for one hour or until it’s doubled in size.  I do this right in the bowl I mixed it together in.

Punch dough down and divide into thirds. Roll the thirds into circles and cut 8 to 12 wedges like you’d cut a pie.  Roll each wedge from the broad side to the point.  Brush with butter and place points down on a greased cookie sheet.  Let rolls raise again until doubled in size and bake at 400 degrees for ten minutes.

These also freeze well in the dough stage for later use.  To freeze, place cookie sheets with shaped, unbaked rolls in freezer.  When frozen, remove them from the cookie sheet and store them in freezer bags.  When you want to use them, place desired number of frozen rolls on a greased cookie sheet and let them thaw and rise until doubled in size.  This takes anywhere from three to five hours if you just set them out. You can hasten the thawing/raising process by preheating your oven to 200 degrees, then shutting it off and placing a bowl of hot water on the bottom rack of the oven.  Place the frozen rolls in the oven and let them raise until doubled in size (this will still take an hour or so.)  Then bake as above.

Just to let you know, I have let this dough over-raise and then over raise again, and the rolls still turned out fine.  Maybe they were a teeny weeny bit denser than if I’d not let the dough go so long, but the difference in texture was negligible and the taste was still divine.  This is a very forgiving recipe.

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Lela’s Pumpkin Pies

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Here we have one of the two pumpkin pies my friend Lela brought to our Thanksgiving dinner.  Normally, I’m not a fan of pumpkin pies, they’re gritty, or slimy, the crust is soggy, or they are otherwise just not right.  But, Lela’s pies provide a well cooked crust, smooth, creamy texture, and flavorful, non-slimy filling. 

Lela was gracious enough to provide her recipe, which makes two nine inch pies—if that’s more than you can handle, the recipe is easily halved.  Enjoy!


Lela’s Pumpkin Pies
(This makes 2 pies, if you only want one, cut ingredients in half & use a 15 oz can of pumpkin.)

8 large eggs, well beaten
1 1/4 C sugar
2 1/2 tsp ground nutmeg
2 1/2 tsp ground cinnamon
1 tsp ground ginger
2 pinches of salt
1 large can (30 oz) pumpkin
2 (12 oz.) cans evaporated milk
2 uncooked pie shells (I’m lazy, so I buy refrigerated, ready-made pie shells, but if you’re awesome at making pie pastry, by all means, do that instead.) 

In a large bowl, beat the eggs well, add sugar & spices. Stir well. Add pumpkin and evaporated milk. Stir well using a whisk. Put in 2 unbaked pie shells. Bake at 400 degrees for 15 minutes, then at 350 for 40 minutes. Test for doneness by using a sharp knife to stab a small slit in the middle of your pies. The knife should come out perfectly clean.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~NOTE: Lela says she uses pyrex pie plates, and it’s worth the investment to use pie crust shields to prevent the edges of the crust from burning.

Friday, November 26, 2010

Turkey Lurkey, or Putting Together a Thanksgiving Feast in Under 24 Hours.

Due to a freak blizzard that closed the freeway, my family and I were unable to make the five hour trek to my mother’s house for Turkey Day.  Whether we liked it or not, we were staying local.  This would have been fine, except that I had made no back up plans.  No turkey, no ingredients for pie (no pie!), no cans of cranberry sauce.  And I wasn’t keen on cooking a big feast.  I considered calling a couple of friends to see if we could crash their Thanksgiving dinners, “Hey, wanna feed six extra people tomorrow?”, but decided that probably wasn’t a very nice thing to do.  I considered putting in a pork loin roast and using potato pearls and having a slightly unorthodox dinner, but you know, I really wanted to go traditional. So, it looked like I was going to have to some cooking anyway.

Fortunately, our end of the world wasn’t quite as bad off as our entire freeway route, so I was able to drive an icy three blocks to the grocery store. If there’s anything I’m thankful for this year, it’s internet weather updates and the fact that I’m so close to a major chain market.  After gathering supplies, I came home to prepare the feast—you know, get as much done ahead of time, so I don’t have to be all frantic and stressed out on THE DAY.

I called my friend, Lela for her pumpkin pie recipe and ended up inviting her and her hubby, Merrill, over for Thanksgiving.  I did this in hopes that she would make the pie for me, because I CAN cook a turkey, but pumpkin pies freak me out.  I know, that’s totally backwards of the traditional anxiety over cooking a holiday meal, but there you are.  She agreed, and I didn’t even have to whine or beg or give her my much practiced puppy-eyed look.  (Would have been hard to do on the phone, anyway.)

Here’s what was on the menu:

Two Hour Turkey from www.melskitchencafe.com (another thing I’m thankful for—fresh turkeys that don’t require 4 days to defrost!)

Mom’s make ahead rolls (the one, the only, yeast bread recipe that I have ever NOT screwed up.)

canned green beans (yes.  Canned. Served plain. No casserole here.  I like them in their tinny flavored, unaltered state.)

store brand stuffing mix (I was feeling cheap and didn’t spring for Stove Top—which was a mistake.  Stove Top is way, way better—and don’t sneer at me for not making stuffing from scratch. Ew.  The Stove Top people have created perfection.  Don’t mess with it.)

Green Jell-o (per my eight year olds’ request)

mashed potatoes and gravy

whole berry cranberry sauce (thank you, Ocean Spray!)

Lela’s pumpkin pie

Merrill’s chocolates (Merrill is what I like to call a “chocolatier”, but he just refers to himself as a “candy maker”.  His dad owned a candy store, once upon a time, and Merrill learned to hand-dip his own candies, and he even makes the fondants and centers from scratch.  I could write a whole post on just Merrill and his amazing, gourmet creations, and I will, just not right now.  But I really will post about him.  And you will drool. Excessively.)

The meal turned out great.  Sure, with the exception of Merrill’s candies, none of it was what you could call “gourmet”, but whatever.  The turkey, roll, and pumpkin pie recipes are awesome and I will include them in my next posts.

All in all, it was a fabulous meal, even if it was pulled together at the last minute.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

The Yellow Death

 

I love macaroni and cheese.  The boxed kind.  As long as it’s the Kraft brand.  This was among the first foods I learned to prepare (right after boxed chocolate chip cookie mix.)  I mean, what’s not to love about pasta-ish food with gritty cheese-like sauce?  It’s simple, it’s filling, and to me, it represents comfort.

For awhile, after I grew up, I became a mac and cheese snob.  I decided that the humble yellow death was beneath me.  I wanted real pasta with real cheese.  I tried many homemade macaroni and cheese recipes from the very complicated “Oprah’s Over the Rainbow Macaroni and Cheese” to the starving student “elbow ‘roni, margerine, and parmesan”.  Most of the recipes were good—in fact, good enough that I’d make them again.  But I always go back to my royal blue and bus stop yellow box of Kraft.  No recipes in this post—just a tribute to what my Academic Advisor in college called “The Yellow Death.”

I’ll post real mac and cheese recipes in the future—I promise. For now, here are some things I’ve done (or other people I know have done) to enhance the good ol’ Kraft stuff.

Chili Mac: Add a can of chili to prepared mac and cheese. Heat through and serve.

Tuna Mac: (my neighbor did this, not me, but to each his own, right?) Add a can of drained tuna and a dollop of mayo.  Mix well.  Serve warm or cold.

Salsa Roni: Add half a cup of your favorite salsa, and one can (drained and rinsed) black beans to the pan of macaroni and cheese.  Serve with sour cream and chopped green onions.

Fake-a-roni: stir in a chunk of velveeta cheese spread to prepared macaroni and cheese.  Season with ground pepper.

Mmmmm.  Good.