Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Don't blink it's Xmas

Am I insane or is this December 2010 already and Christmas is upon us? What happened? It was just a few months ago that I was crazy for tadpoles and tomatoes. Now, I am barely managing what I have to shop for - gifts, cards, stocking stuffers and my anti-anxiety meds.

Thanksgiving came and went. I usually spend the day with old friends but this year, I was obligated by my lover/partner to spend the day with him and his family. Don't get me wrong - I love Tim's family. His parents are amazing and have a beautiful home and I love spending time in their garden any time of the year. However, Tim morphs into a different person when you combine a family holiday with cooking. Tim and his mother both turn into these scary uber cooks. I blame Top Chef, Martha Stewart and Splendid Table for creating these hyper-sensitive, ingredient crazed, food processorized pod people and it's deadly when they inhabit the same kitchen space.

I feel completely intimidated by Tim and his mother in the kitchen. They live to cook. They have a secret cooking language and frown upon others entering their secret cooking world. I always wondered why Tim's Dad seemed to disappear whenever the stove turned on but now I know. I tread lightly and am afraid of using the wrong knife, wrong cling-wrap or inappropriate recycling method. Tim and his mother chat non-stop in their own world and I stand around their huge kitchen island waiting for them to throw me a stagiaire bone. I silently chop brussel sprouts, peel carrots, ice cupcakes and set the table. With every move, I hope to avoid notice of my less then worthy skills. At one point, Tim's mother threatened to kick me out of the kitchen if I didn't chop the carrots properly. They made me toast marshmellows over the gas stove and I knew I was going to burn the house down. I nearly cried. I was so stressed out. I got through the evening without mishap and crawled into bed Wednesday night exhausted and humbled.

Thanksgiving morning arrived too quickly and I continued to assist the uber cooks without an incident. Other then the inappropriate response to "What am I thankful for" dialog over dinner - ( I guess table humor has it's place and it wasn't my moment) - I managed to get through the day unscathed. When Tim and I stood at the train station that evening to head upstate, he transformed back into the boy I love. Relieved, I looked forward to a 3 day weekend - just the two of us in our own kitchen where I am happy to play the role of stagiaire to his chef.

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Happy Thanksgiving


Great Thanksgiving with Tim's family. It's deadly when the entire family are amazing cooks. We made these ugly but very tasty Turkey cupcakes. They are embarrassing looking. However, the kids thought they were hilarious. Not what you think. Pumpkin cupcakes with buttercream icing, coconut, toasted marshmellows and swedish fish. The combination of flavors was tasty!

Monday, November 1, 2010

Mushroom Tart

Mushroom Tart

Serves 4 Prep Time 45 minutes

Flour for rolling out puff pastry
1 sheet frozen puff pastry
(from a 17.3 ounce package)
thawed according to package instructions
1 medium onion halved and thinly sliced
2 tablespoons olive oil
Course salt and fresh ground pepper
2 packages (10 ounces each) white mushrooms, trimmed and thinly sliced
1 package (10 ounces) fresh baby spinach
2 ounces soft goat cheese crumbled

1. Preheat the oven to 400 degrees F. On a floured surface, roll the puff pastry out to a 16 by 10 inch rectangle. Trim uneven edges Place the pastry on a baking sheet. With a sharp knife, lightly score the dough to form a 1 inch border . Using a fork, prick the dough inside the border every 1/2 inch. Bake until golden, rotating the pan once, about 15 minutes.

2. Meanwhile, in a small saucepan with a tight-fitting lid, toss the onion with 1 tablespoon of the oil. Season with salt. Cover and cook over medium heat until the onion begins to brown. about 5 minutes. Stir. Continue cooking with the cover on for 15 minutes, stirring every 5 minutes. Set aside.

3. In a large saucepan with a tight fitting lid, heat the remaining tablespoon of oil. Add the mushrooms: cover and cook until tender and all liquid has evaporated about 10 minutes. Fold in the spinach; season with salt and pepper. Cover and cook until wilted, about 5 minutes more. Drain any liquid.

4. Top the dough with the mushroom-spinach mixture. Scatter the onion and goat cheese on top Bake until the cheese is lightly browned about 15 minutes.


Happy Halloween!

Avoiding the crazies in the city this weekend. We came up and got our first snow flurries for the season. Love this time of the year. Went hiking over in Delhi. Finished mulching around the house and the new berm in the front yard. Spread manure over the raised beds. Watched a great documentary on Henri Cartier Bresson, the french photographer. The entire time, Burns burrowed under the quilt on the sofa or under the duvet on the bed napping the entire weekend. The life of a cat.

Tim outdid himself as usual and made this amazing dinner Saturday night - sauteed tilapia with white wine and capers, mushroom, spinach and goat cheese tart, and rosemary potato pancakes. All so good! We watched movies, watched the flurries outside our window and didn't see one trick or treater. That's the best thing about living in such a rural location, no crazies except for all the telemarketers calling about the upcoming election. Obama himself called me this weekend. I had to save that message.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Indian Summer Weekend in the City

Tim and I spent the weekend in the city. Gym, brunch at Empanada Mama, running errands, Housing Works, Dinner at 44 and 10th with Ms. D and the movie, "Social Network". Sookie got "fixed" this week and she was very sweet sitting in my lap and the two of us watching Cat videos on You Tube on my laptop. Caught up on episodes of Weeds, Dexter, Nip/Tuck, and Chelsea Lately. Baked fig and pecan muffins. Watched Ken Burn's "Lewis and Clark" and got a new finch - Chardonnay - with Lady Chablis and they seem happy together. Ordered garlic for the herb garden. We leave to go on vacation in two weeks. Temporary calm before the storm. Incredibly warm late summer day and we were content to eat leftover empanadas and watch Netflix.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Le Bernadin. Coq au Vin, Zucchini au Gratin, tin,tin,tin

Crazy couple months, with my parents visiting, cousins visiting, market, Sookie - our new kitten, Hurricane Earl, fire on our street and assorted other minor inconveniences. We needed a quiet weekend, some home cooking and to spend some time with our neighbors. M and M came over for dinner and Mrs. M is a Francophile so we decided to do a traditional french meal. It was wonderful, an early fall day and having Coq au Vin simmering on the stove all day. We had early peak and the leaves were gorgeous. I love the fall. It was a tin, tin, tin kind of meal. Tim made Coq au Vin from Le Bernadin, with Zucchini au Gratin and an Apple Tartin. Yum! M and M went home full and a smile on their faces and we had some yummy leftovers.

Coq Au Vin

2 whole (3 pound) chickens
2 tablespoons all-purpose flour, plus more for dusting
Fine sea salt and freshly ground black pepper
1/2 cup canola oil
1 slice smoked bacon( optional) cut into 1-inch pieces
1 cup finely chopped celery
1 cup finely chopped carrot
1 cup finely chopped onion
4 cloves garlic, sliced
6 ounces white button mushrooms, trimmed and chopped
2 (750ml) bottles red wine ( yum)
2 tablespoons tomato paste
1 cup brandy
2 sprigs fresh thyme
2 sprigs fresh flat-leaf parsley
1 bay leaf
Fresh Egg Noodles

1. Remove giblets and neck from chicken and set aside. Rinse both chickens under cold water. Place one whole chicken, breast side down, on a cutting board. Using poultry scissors, cut along each side of the back bone, making sure to remove ribcage. Spread chicken open and cut through the center of the breast bone to separate chicken into halves. Place each half skin side up; remove wings at the joint where they are attached to the breast. Separate leg and thigh from breast, cut to separate. Repeat process with second chicken. Transfer breasts and legs to refrigerator.

2. Place backs, wings, and necks ( if included) in a large saucepan; add 8 cups water. Bring to a boil over high heat; immediately reduce heat to a low simmer. Simmer for 2 hours, skimming impurities from the top as stock cooks. Strain stock through a fine mesh sieve into a large container; discard solids. Stock can be made up to 1 day ahead and kept refrigerated until ready to use.

3. Remove chicken pieces from refrigerator and season with salt and pepper. Dust chicken lightly with flour. Heat canola oil in a large heavy-bottomed pot over medium heat. Working batches, add chicken and cook, turning, until golden brown and crisp on all sides. Remove chicken from pot and set aside.

4. Drain all but 1 tablespoon oil from pot. Add bacon, if using and cook until fat is rendered and bacon is crisp. Add celery, carrot, onion, garlic, and mushrooms; cook stirring, until lightly carmelized 5 to 7 minutes.

5. Meanwhile, add wine to a medium saucepan. Bring to a boil over medium-heat. Let boil for 4 minutes.

6. Add 2 tablespoons flour and tomato paste to pot with vegetable mixture. Add brandy to deglaze and return chicken to pot along with heated wine. 2 cups of the chicken stock (reserve any remaining chicken stock for another use), thyme, parsley, bay leaf. Bring liquid to a boil and immediately reduce heat to low, simmer until chicken is tender and begins to fall of f the bone, about 2 hours.

7. Carefully remove chicken from liquid and set aside; remove bacon and discard. Bring liquid to a boil; immediately reduce to a simmer. Let simmer until liquid is thickened and reduced by half. Return chicken to pot; season with salt and pepper. Serve with egg noodles.

Monday, August 9, 2010

Summer on a Stick

I am exhausted. This summer has been so full. Frogs, skunks, bees and parents. It's all good but I yearn for some personal time with Tim by ourselves. My parents got here a week ago and are spending the month roaming around New York staying away from the Texas heat. It was my mother's birthday and Tim as usual pulled out all the stops - Thai curry turkey burgers with pineapple salsa, grilled corn and asparagus and an amazing multi-tiered strawberry layer cake. My mom was thrilled, my dad had seconds and everyone was asleep within minutes after the evening movie started.

Our cocktail hour that afternoon was funny and one of those perfect summer moments. Tim cut chunks of watermelon and soaked them in Margarita mix, inserted popsicle sticks and put them in the freezer. We sat out on the front porch sucking on watermelon/margarita pops and enjoying the perfect day. I felt grateful to have the people that I love the most around me and felt that time stood still for just one minute this summer. One perfect minute.

FROZEN MELON MARGARITA POPS

Stir together 3/4 cup tequila, 1/2 cup Grand Marnier, 1/2 cup lime juice, and a pinch of course salt in a large bowl.

Cut melon ( rinds removed) into wedges. Soak in tequila mixture for 15 minutes. Insert ice pop sticks into wedges. Freeze on a rack lined baking sheet for one hour.

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Skunks, Stings and Salves

Tim and I had to divide and conquer this weekend. Both of us had family obligations - either entertaining incoming siblings or getting ready for incoming parental units. Tim didn't trust me being by myself and recommended that I invite my friend D to babysit me. I will admit I am not to be trusted by myself - I have a horrible habit of falling off ladders, 2 x 4's falling on my head or dropping rocks on my legs - call me graceful. So, I invited a couple friends for the weekend to help me get the house ready and keep me from killing myself.

D and C are great co-workers and friends and we had a great time. Shopping, cooking, ranting about co-workers and laughing about it was a pleasant release. We had a lot of fun. Plus, they were amazing about helping me pull the house together for my parent's visit.

I was enjoying the company but feeling guilty any time they lifted a finger to help. I wanted them to really enjoy themselves and the weekend to be perfect for them. Unfortunately, nature was working against me. Saturday night, as we were preparing for bed, a skunk sprayed right outside of their window. We had a window fan in their room that was drawing the smell into the house. We used a couple of fans, candles and Febreeze - but it took forever to get the smell out of their room. I felt so bad for them but sleeping with me in my bed was not an option. They are good friends but they are also co-workers. I do have some boundaries.

Sunday morning, C came out to help me pick vegetables and I didn't realize that there was a bee's nest in one of the garden beds. As I picked green beans and handed them to C, I must have startled them and they swarmed and stung C in the face. I was so upset and felt sorry for her. D came to our rescue with this makeup that has some bizarre healing properties that made the swelling and discoloration go away. D is so good for things like that.

Whew, now I just have a months visit with my parents - that should be nothing compared to animals attacking us all weekend.

Monday, July 19, 2010

Amazing Buttermilk Chicken

Tim made this chicken last weekend - very good recipe!

1 1/2 cups buttermilk
8 cloves garlic, chopped
1 tablespoon paprika
To taste - Kosher salt and black pepper
6 pounds bone in chicken pieces

In a small bowl or measuring cup, combine the buttermilk, garlic, paprika, 1 1/2 teaspoons salt, and 3/4 teaspoon pepper.

Divide the buttermilk mixture and chicken between 2 large resealable plastic bags. Let marinate in the refrigerator turning the bags occasionally, for at least 1 hour and up to overnight.

Heat grill to medium-low. Remove the chicken from the marinade (discard the marinade) and grill, covered, turning occasionally, until cooked through, 30 to 40 minutes.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Yard Sales, Episcopalians, and Medieval Knights

Finally, a quiet weekend - just the two of us. Tim and I had been on vacation in San Antonio with my family for a week and then entertained his parents July Fourth weekend. We really needed some time to ourselves. We have our normal routine on Saturday mornings - coffee, a quick frog inspection, the post office, Price Chopper groceries, liquor store, and cauldron shopping at the local "dark arts" gift shop for some herbs and occasional skull candle. Just a normal Saturday in Delaware county.

Saturday also happened to be the annual St. James Church yard sale. Local craftsman, booksellers, bric-a-brac dealers, all show up and brave the rain and hopefully sell something. We go to the event every year and always manage to spend money. Another event that occurs during the sale is the Medieval Jousting Event. Don't ask how Medieval Jousting sneaks past the event coordinator every year but it does. People paying to dress up in costume and pretend to fight each other with prehistoric weapons? Now, I can't pass up a joust or for that matter a mime act - but this year there was an interesting little twist.

We got to the yard sale earlier then usual and we noticed that the Medieval persons had added these charming new jousting tents. We walked over to inspect the tents and noticed that the "jousters" were sitting outside of their tents - praying? Oddly enough, it turns out that the jousters are Orthodox Jews and they were praying - in preparation for the day? It this allowed? I know that Medieval people didn't have electricity but shouldn't there be a boy hired to handle the weapons for them? They can't turn on a stove but they can run someone through with a sword? I know I am not always up to speed with all things kosher - I just find this a little disconcerting. I will have to google Hassidic jousting. Who knew?

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Burning Down The House Or A Tree Or Random Children...


July Fourth! After being bushwhacked all day, we decided it would be a nice treat to take Tim's parents to a local Bovina tradition. One of our neighbors throws a huge pot luck dinner and fireworks party at her farm every year. It can be a lot of fun and a huge crowd turns out for the event. Now, some years are better then others - this was not one of them. Bovina is a charming town, however this event can open the floodgates for every wanna-be bohemian, nauseating realtor and bad parent. Not to mention a horde of unsupervised children who are allowed to be themselves and annoy the rest of us hard working, well-mannered, respectful, property owning wanna-be locals. Everyone brings food and sits on picnic blankets overlooking a stream where more lovely unsupervised children cavort. You have to arrive early to get a good spot for the fireworks show. The food is great and with good company it can be a lot of fun, but waiting for sundown can seem endless.

Once dinner and dessert are gone, you have hours to chat and watch bad behavior. Endless unsupervised children shooting fireworks into the crowd and woods - starting a tree on fire which led to the overly ambitious fire brigade putting the fire out. Creatively challenged and even more creatively dressed beautiful young things everywhere. The entire scene reminded me of horrible evenings at Pastis or the Ganzevoort Hotel.

Our neighbors, M and M, at some point asked - why were we all there and who WERE all these people? It was quite a scene. Finally, the fireworks started. It was really an amazing pyrotechnic show and despite the occasional loose cinder burning a hole into your Etro shirt - the half hour of child-like wonder and nostalgia was worth all of the insanity. When the last cracker fired - we gathered up our blankets and baskets, empty wine bottles and left over tupperware and walked back to our cars and drove home. We may not attend this party again but July Fourth is slowly becoming one of my favorite holidays as a result of living in this small community. Happy Fourth!

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Weekend Frenzy

We were really looking forward to this weekend. We hadn't been up for a couple weeks and we had 3 days ahead of us and Tim's parents coming for the weekend. It was supposed to be a nice, relaxing weekend filled with some light gardening, simple cooking and wonderful company. Little did we know that we had invited two very serious task masters ready to whip us into shape disguised as mild-mannered 70 year old gardeners and bird watchers.

Tim's parents pose as retired botanists who specialize in ferns. They hold an annual event at their home where they sell cuttings from their garden. People pay good money for these very special ferns and perennials. They call their event the "Fern Frenzy." However, despite their sweet demeanor and very generous offering of an SUV filled to the brim with plants and compost for our garden, they are secretly garden terrorists ready to commit plant Jihad on unsuspecting junior gardeners. They had planned a little "Fern Frenzy" on the two of us.

For 3 days they had us digging, planting, watering and hauling with no sympathy for our lower back pain, asthma, low heat tolerance, new garden boots that caused blisters and man boob sweat. Tim's dad didn't hesitate to walk over my body lying incapacitated in the mud with a soaker hose wrapped around my neck as he was determined to get a 40 foot shade garden installed behind the house. Tim's mother cracked the whip as Tim frantically cut raspberries, blackberries, strawberries, and blueberries into a red, white and blue cheesecake/fruit extravaganza for dessert. The frogs, tadpoles and surviving fish didn't know what hit them as Tim's parents swooped in to landscape the pond and kidnap a few dozen unsuspecting, pre-pubescent tadpoles to take back to their secret camp in Westchester. We had been ambushed.

Exhausted, Tim and I had been fooled by the sweet white hair and cute binoculars and charming bird guide books of our guests. They managed to out garden us and still had the energy to drink us under the table at dinner. Regardless of our inexperience and lack of stamina - it was a lovely weekend and we completely enjoyed having them. Next time we will be better prepared.

Friday, June 18, 2010

Shade Garden 101



We have a lot of landscaping to do with the new house. Thank God, we have Tim's parents. Tim's parents both worked for a famous local Botanical Garden. Tim's dad is a published botanist specializing in ferns and his mother is also an amazing gardener. They bring up carloads of plants from their garden and it has been an enormous help. We temporarily transplanted them until we could move them later when the house was finished. We are now ready to move the plants. We are starting a shade garden behind the house. Two of the staples in the shade garden will be two species of ferns - the Japanese Painted fern and the Ghost fern. Both ferns have unique coloring and are really hardy. We will mix them in everywhere.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

The Best Gift Ever!


I am terrible at receiving gifts. I don't like people making a fuss over me. I hate surprise birthday parties However, this was truly the best gift ever. I was so excited when I got my first tool belt - however - this little guy trumps the tool belt. Who comes up with these ideas? Genius! With a pair of knee pads and my new little gardening bucket - hours of endless fun! It's got pockets and holders for every kind of garden tool. It's even got a cooler pocket that holds a couple beer cans - just when cocktail hour arrives and you are still weeding. What else could you ever need? Thanks so much Jean, Jimmy, Keith and Marcello!

Sunday, June 6, 2010

DIY Project #1 Summer 2010


Tim saw this on the Martha Stewart Website. We happened to be in the Lowes store trying to buy the terra cotta pots. While we were standing there stacking and inverting the pots, we were interrupted by another couple. The wife of this couple remarked - "Are you trying to make that Martha Stewart tiered herb garden?" Tim responded, "Why of course." The wife of the couple said - "We just made that - here let me help you." She started grabbing pots and putting it together for us. I just stood there with the wife's husband trying not to laugh or be embarrassed. Tim just looked up at me and smirked.
Martha Stewart 1, Jeff 0.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Eyes Rolling Back Into Your Head Incredible!

Unbelievably flavorful! Delicious!

SIRLOIN STRIP WITH GRILLED RED ONIONS, CORN BREAD AND SALSA VERDE

The layering of this dish is quite important. The base is a slab of corn bread cut to a size similar to the steak and positioned to catch all the juices, next the peppery beef and salsa verde and then grilled onions stacked on top.

Ingredients:
Serves 4

4 12 ounce sirloin strip steaks, trimmed.
2 garlic cloves, crushed.
2 tablespoons extra virgin olive oil.
2 medium red onions, cut into 1 inch thick slices.
Kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper.
1/4 cup black peppercorns, very coarsely crushed in a mortar or under a heavy skillet.
Corn bread ( Find standard mix or buy).
Salsa Verde ( see below).

DIRECTIONS:
1. Rub the steaks with the crushed garlic and drizzle with 1 tablespoon of the olive oil. Put them on a platter, cover , and allow them to sit at room temperature for about 1 hour.

2. Prepare a hot grill or preheat a cast-iron or other heavy skillet over high heat.

3. Drizzle the remaining 1 tablespoon olive oil over the onions and season with salt and pepper. Grill or sear the onion until charred and just lightly softened, about 5 minutes on each side. Transfer to a plate. cover to keep warm , and set aside.

4. Season the steak with salt and press the crushed peppercorns into both sides of the steaks. Sear on the hot grill or in the skillet until a good crust has formed about 5 minutes. Turn the steaks, move them to a cooler part of the fire or reduce the heat to moderate, and cook to medium - rare, another 4 to 5 minutes. Transfer to a rack set over a platter to rest and cover to keep warm.

5. Meanwhile cut the corn bread into 4 rectangular strips about 3 inches wide and 7 to 8 inches long, then cut each piece horizontally through the middle in half. Grill the corn bread slices to warm.

6. Place 2 slices of corn bread on each plate and moisten with 1 tablespoon salsa verde. Top with the steaks, scatter some red onions over each. and garnish each serving with one more spoonful of the salsa verde. Serve the remaining salsa verde on the side of those who want more - or to dunk corn bread in.

SALSA VERDE

INGREDIENTS:
1. 2 garlic cloves, crushed and finely chopped
3 tablespoons capers, rinsed
2 tablespoons chopped cornichons
1 shallot, finely minced
1/2 cup chopped flat leaf parsley
1/2 cup chopped basil
1/4 cup chopped chives
1/4 cup chopped cilantro
1/4 cup red wine vinegar
3/4 cup extra virgin olive oil
Grated zest of 1/2 lemon
Kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper to taste.

Directions:
1. Combine the garlic, capers, cornichons, shallots, and herbs in a food processor and pulse to roughly chop. ( Alternatively, you can leave the herbs unprocessed - add them whole or roughly torn to the finished sauce)
2. Add the vinegar, olive oil, lemon zest and salt and pepper. Pulse a few times to combine.
3. Taste and adjust the seasoning. transfer to a bowl.


Memorial Day Weekend - Have Tadpoles - Will Travel

Gorgeous weekend. Perfect weather for lots of yard work. We were a little nervous because of the tadpole situation. Those little guys had me worried all week. I half - expected not to see any water plants and that there would be fish carcasses scattered like chicken bones all around the perimeter of the pond. We got Upstate early and I made a bee-line for the pond and garden. Hmmm, the water lettuce and water hyacinths were still intact, however, no fish bones but also no fish. Maybe in the heat of the afternoon they would show up but I had to be sure.

As we walked through the grocery store on Saturday, I kept looking for something to entice the fish to the surface. I love suburban grocery stores - they actually had fish food in the pet supplies aisle. How smart is that? I bought this really cute container with the raised orange starfish for a lid. I'm a sucker for good design. Tim and I walked down to the pond armed with our fish flakes. I opened the container and grabbed a handful. Tossing fish flakes upwind is not very smart. I was covered with the yellow and orange flakes and the smell. I moved around to the other side of the pond and took a handful and made a second attempt. I don't know what I expected. Killer whales to jump out and somersault catching the flakes in their mouth? No fish. I got down on my knees on the rocks that are strategically placed like step stones across the pond. I made a third attempt to scatter more flakes and I almost pulled back a nub - those tad poles are mouths and teeth attached to a tail! They attacked the food like Australian scuba divers left to die in the open water. I stepped back and decided the fish flakes weren't such a good idea.

Frustrated, we kept watch all weekend glancing over at the pond hoping to see a glimpse of orange something floating around. Eventually as the day warmed, three little fish poked their heads out. I guess 3 out of 14 isn't so bad? Maybe the rest are just shy and are at the bottom of the pond? Positive thinking.

We counted 8 real frogs now swimming amoung the tadpoles. We can't figure out which ones were last summer's Atlanta House Wives. The only one we recognize is Nee nee - because she is so big. Maybe she's a bullfrog? We will have to come up with another TV show to name the frogs. Maybe we do Dancing with the Stars or John and Kate plus 8 - but who can remember the kids names?

Saturday and Sunday were spent raking stone, planting shrubs and vegetables, raking stone, moving the storage shed, raking stone, emptying the water storage barrels and raking stone. I had blisters on top of blisters under the gloves. Mice had gotten into the old storage shed so we had to completely pull apart the shed, clean it and re-assemble it. Dirty, dirty, gross. We don't like mice.

While we were in Delhi to grocery shop, we caught a couple yard sales - nothing is more perfect than yard sales on Memorial Day weekend. We picked up a motorized chicken rotisserie for the grill (never used) $5. We picked up a chicken roaster for the grill (also never used) for $2. I love me a bargain.

Tim made this fantastic meal Saturday night. He grilled London Broil smothered in garlic and peppercorns, and served it on cornbread with a salsa verde. Eyes rolling to the back of your head incredible! For dessert - rhubarb and strawberry pie. After dinner, we sat out on the porch in our Adirondack chairs and listened to the frogs croak, watched the stars come out, and both of us fell asleep, exhausted, out on the porch. I woke up and dragged both of our butts inside to sleep

Memorial Day. We met Tim's parents and family in New Paltz to shop a craft fair. Tim's parents needed frogs for their pond so we loaded a gallon water jug with tadpoles. I made Tim catch them because I wasn't going near them. When we arrived at the fairgrounds, it was so hot, we put the tadpoles under the truck behind the tire. At several points during the day, Tim kept asking me - "Do you think we should go back and check them?" I just looked at him and said - "Why? Just go buy some jerk seasoning in the food pavilion and we will batter them and pop them in our mouths like popcorn shrimp."

The fair was fun, I ran ahead with Tim's nephews shopping marbles, toy crafts and kids stuff while his family lagged behind shopping the jewelry stalls and furniture and ceramics. We had craft fair food and cold ice tea and soft ice cream and had a great day.

Later when we got home, Tim's parents called to tell us that they had successfully transferred our tadpoles to their pond. Tim's parents are incredible gardeners in their own right. They both used to work for New York Botanical Garden. Tim's Dad is a botanist and has written several books on fern species in America and Mexico. I told his Mom to take extra special care of our babies... and no fish flakes.


Monday, May 24, 2010

I Want My Dessert - NOW!

We had a lot to drink Saturday night and had an amazing dinner. Apparently, it wasn't enough for D because as we were watching Nine, she suddenly blurts out - " I want my dessert, now." I think she was trying to pay Tim a compliment - because the galette smelled so good.

Apple-Pear Galette

2 tablespoons all-purpose flour, plus more for the surface
2 9 inch refrigerated pie crusts
1/4 cup plus 2 tablespoons apricot preserves
3 Empire, Gala, or Cortland apples, peeled and sliced 1/4 inch thick
3 Bartlett pears, peeled and sliced 1/4 inch thick
2 tablespoons fresh lemon juice
1 teaspoon grated fresh ginger
1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
3 tablespoons plus 1 teaspoon granulated sugar
1 large egg, beaten

1. Heat oven to 350 degrees. On a lightly floured surface, place one piecrust on top of the other and roll the stack into one 16 inch circle. Transfer to a parchment lined baking sheet. Spread 1/4 cup of the preserves on the crust, leaving a 2 inch border.

2. In a large bowl, toss the apples, pears, flour, lemon juice, ginger, cinnamon and 3 tablespoons of the sugar. Transfer to the crust, leaving the border clear. Fold the edges of the crust over the fruit mixture.

3. Brush the egg on the crust and sprinkle with the remaining teaspoon of sugar. Bake until the crust is golden brown and the fruit is tender. 50 to 60 minutes.

4. In a small saucepan, heat the remaining 2 tablespoons of preserves and 1 tablespoon water over medium heat until liquid, 2 to 3 minutes. Brush on the fruit. Serve warm or at room temperature.

On A Scale of 1-10, Nine!

Until Tim buys our next car - some beautiful convertible that will seat 4-6 people, we are limited to who we can invite from the city for the weekend. The reason we are limited is because of the size of the back cab of our pick-up. Whoever we invite must either be a contortionist, or very petite and definitely a good sport. Thank God, my friend D is all of the above. She squeezed into the jump seat of our truck and we drove up on Friday night without a hitch. It was almost a perfect weekend.

Saturday, Tim made Cloud pancakes for breakfast and then we took off for the day. It was gorgeous out. We stopped at Fisk House in Bovina. There was a barn tag sale on HWY 28 and I bought an armchair frame. We flung it in the back of our much maligned truck. We hit a couple of antique stores in downtown Delhi and I picked up two sets of vintage Pyrex bowls. On the way to Walton, we picked up water plants and herbs at Green Thumb nursery. Tim had seen this tiered herb garden on Martha Stewart and wanted to recreate it. Tim worships Martha Stewart. I believe she has endless issues and can't stand the way she butchers the word herb - (pronounced Herb). In Walton, we shopped used books and had lunch. We picked up fish for the pond. We shopped groceries, drove home and Tim started cooking. Neighbors of ours stopped by and we had cocktails. Tim made a special sangria for the occasion. Tim made grilled lamb chops with lemon chutney, grilled sweet potatoes with a scallion and maple glaze, red cabbage salad and an apple and pear galette. Everything was delicious. We all passed out watching the movie - "Nine." It was our second time trying to watch it.

D sleeps late. I don't. I got up and made a pot of coffee, washed dishes and sat by the pond and watched the tadpoles. I tried to find the fish that we had put in the pond on Saturday. Tim made an egg strata and we sat watching "Nine" again. How could they ruin this play? Tim wants to be Kate Hudson. We drove to Andes and we wanted to shop my favorite store, Delaware, but it was closed along with several other stores. They didn't get the memo that we were in the mood to shop and to please be open for our friend. We drove to Margaretville and shopped Home Goods where I found a great grill pan and another pyrex casserole dish. A new used bookstore opened up - I could spend hours and hours at used bookstores. We shopped furniture and a yarn store where Tim got attacked by a laughing cockatoo. I nearly peed my pants when it jumped on his shoulder. We spent the afternoon sunning, planting herbs and worrying about the fish. Weekends like this, give us the opportunity to enjoy our home and learn more about the community that we have adopted. We also get to share it with our friends.

D emailed me monday to let me know that frogs eat fish and basically we had fed the frogs and tadpoles a gourmet meal. Poor fish.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Cloud Pancakes

I love pancakes! These are incredibly light and fluffy.

6 large eggs, separated
2 cups small curd cottage cheese
2/3 cup all-purpose flour
2 tablespoons sugar
1 teaspoon coarse salt
Pinch of ground cinnamon
1/8 teaspoon cream of tartar
Unsalted butter for cooking
Maple syrup for serving
Berries for serving

1. In a medium bowl, combine the egg yolks, cottage cheese, flour, sugar, salt and cinnamon. Stir to combine.

2. In the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with the whisk attachment, beat the egg whites until foamy. Add the cream of tartar, and beat on medium-high speed until stiff glossy peaks form.

3. Whisk 1/3 of the egg whites in to the egg yolk mixture to lighten. Gently but thoroughly fold in the remaining whites.

4. In a large, nonstick skillet, melt 1 tablespoon butter over medium heat. Drop batter. 1/4 cup at a time, into pan. Cook until golden brown and set. 2 to 4 minutes more. Repeat with remaining batter. Serve immediately, with maple syrup and berries.

Birthday Boy

Great birthday weekend. Tim doted on me. I gained 40 pounds as a result. Grilled tilapia tacos for dinner and Inside Out German Chocolate Cake with chocolate frosting for desert. Cloud pancakes for breakfast...mmmmm!

Horrible weather but lots of chores...installing cabinets in the laundry room, painting the mantel mirror, and unpacking more moving boxes. My parents called to sing Happy Birthday Sunday morning. 3 of my closest friends all share May birthdays so we were emailing each other all weekend. My first Facebook birthday - what a treat! You get hundreds of birthday greetings on Facebook and then the greetings are also emailed to you on aol. I feel so special.

Monday, May 3, 2010

Le Creuset

It's my birthday this week and I am at a certain age where I need to treat myself to get through these more advanced senior years. I turn 48. I get no kick from clothes, spa treatments or jewelry - however, I can walk into Williams-Sonoma and my heart just goes pitter pat.

I collect red Le Creuset and I went onto the Williams-Sonoma website to purchase a five quart braisier to compensate for the birthday. I was sitting at my desk and one of my assistants entered my office and noticed the braisier on my computer screen. She said, "Oh how pretty" and inquired as to the price of the casserole dish. I showed her the cost and she gasped - "I could buy a pair of Prada flats for that." I responded, "My casserole dish will be around a lot longer when your Prada flats will have been re-soled 3-4 times." She said, "For that price you could be buried in it." I did a double take and said - "You know, that is not a bad idea."

Tim and I had been speaking about purchasing an urn for Grace's ashes. I had a brain storm. I decided how perfect it would be to be buried in my Le Creuset! I will be buried in the five quart dutch oven, Tim can be buried in the oval dutch oven because he is taller, Grace will be buried in the panini pan and my dog, Rupert, will go in the braisier. Such a great way to use expensive cookware.

I had to tell the saleswoman for Williams-Sonoma over the phone that they had a new way to market the cookware - she didn't seem amused.


Firecracker Hot

It was so hot this weekend. 80 degree weather. Whew! We were working out in the yard all day on Saturday - pulling out all of the outdoor furniture, moving the picnic table, spraying terra cotta pots with acrylic spray to seal them, unloading paving stones from the back of the truck and pouring concrete paving stones. I kept ducking into the basement to cool off.

Our neighbors, M & M, who live two miles down the road, had us over for dinner. We went over around six to watch the Kentucky Derby and Tim made his sticky wings for the occasion. We were going to make mint juleps but somehow the local grocery store missed this occasion to stock up on fresh mint. Mrs M makes custom wood furniture and gave us a tour of her woodshop and showed us a beautiful sideboard on which she is working.

The dinner was amazing - grilled salmon with a great sauce, pea mash, roasted parsnips and potatoes. It was really good and then Mrs. M made a peanut butter and chocolate tart as an early birthday desert (my birthday is next weekend). We had a great time and drove home very full.

On Sunday, after chores were finished, it had gotten so hot outside that we stayed indoors all day. We read magazines and watched movies - "Sid and Nancy","2012", "Whip It", and "Where the Wild Things Are."

Tim had made two batches of wings so we had leftovers for lunch and leftover peanut butter and chocolate tart for dessert.

Sunday morning, we got a call from my mother who told us about the car bomb attempt in Times Square. The car was parked a block away from our apt. Tim is ready to sell the apartment and move to Bovina permanently. I want a life where the hardest decision that I have to make is what to cook for dinner. I think Tim is ready for that too!

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Raspberry Custard Desert

I forgot to post the recipe for this desert from the other weekend. It was delicious but has to be served hot. You can substitute any type of berry.

Baked Raspberry Custard

1/4 cup unsalted butter
3/4 cup whole milk
3 large eggs
1/2 cup plus 1 tablespoon sugar
1/2 cup all-purpose flour
1/4 teaspoon course salt
1/2 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
2 cups raspberries (about 9 ounces)

Melt - Preheat oven to 400 degrees. In oven, melt butter in a 9 inch pie plate about 6 minutes.

Blend. In a blender, combine milk, eggs, 1/2 cup sugar, flour, salt, and vanilla. Add melted butter and blend mixture until smooth, 30 seconds.

Bake. Distribute berries evenly in pie plate and pour batter over top. Sprinkle with 1 tablespoon sugar and bake until slightly puffed and just set in middle. 20 to 25 minutes. Heat broiler and broil until top is deep golden brown, 2 to 3 minutes. Serve warm.

Monday, April 26, 2010

Tadpole Central

Whew! Busy weekend. Saturday was absolutely gorgeous. 70 degree weather in April? Crazy global warming. This weekend, we planted two crabapple trees, a tulip magnolia tree, six lilac bushes, spread two more bags of grass seed and planted more seed for the vegetable garden. Tim continued to haul more rock for the vegetable garden. I put up a second birdhouse. Tim weeded the existing cutting garden. There were Blue Birds flying all over.

We went to a party at two friends of ours that live in Roxbury, R and B. I have known R. for twenty years - we were neighbors in Winston-Salem, North Carolina years ago. Tim and I were cornered again by our local bee hive expert who was buzzing around drumming up hive business. We would love bees but I heard that they attract bears. I am scared to death of bears.

The tadpole eggs had all hatched. There were thousands of little black spermatozoa swimming in the pond. Most of the eggs that floated on the surface of the pond had hatched but then we noticed these large jellyfish-shaped pods with eggs on the bottom of the pond. R. told us that those were probably bullfrog eggs. There were a couple transitional frogs swimming among the tiny tadpoles - it's all very interesting but all the leftover frog placenta floating around had me grossed out.

Tim and I love watching the birds at the bird feeder out our kitchen window. However, our neighbor, M., informed us that the feeders actually attract bears this time of year. That feeder was dragged down to the basement within seconds. Tim pouted all afternoon.

My favorite moment of the weekend was on Saturday. Tim and I enjoying cocktails, walking around the garden talking about how well the garden was doing and our plans for the future. That is when Tim and I are at our best. Of course, I also forgot to mention the hilarious tap dancing on plywood in the basement but that is another post.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

You are my obsession!

There are very few things I obsess over any more other then Tim, the house, garden and our cat. However, my latest site du jour is www.mypetchicken.com. I can't get off the site! I want a chicken coop so bad. I can't decide between a cochin, a wyandotte, an australorp, a belgian bearded d'uccle bantam or a buhma. They are all so beautiful. I have always loved birds. I have a neighbor who lives around the corner and has them running loose all over his property and they are adorable. I would have dogs, cats, goats, llamas, fish, horses, bees, birds, frogs -you name it, if I could help it. I feel animals make a home. I have always had dogs, birds, fish, mice so this is nothing unusual. However, this site makes it look so easy. I also love eggs. I could eat eggs every day. Next to roasted brussel sprouts drizzled in olive oil and pizza - they are one of my favorite foods. Okay, grilled sweet potatoes with maple glaze sauce are up there too. Maybe also eggplant parmesan. Regardless, I can't stop obsessing over chickens. Now the tadpoles freaked me out this past weekend, so does anyone out there have some gross chicken story? Tim isn't having any part of this so I need an intervention. If anyone can give us some tips that would be great. Help me!

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Cooking, gardening and tadpoles

We were really looking forward to this weekend. We haven't been upstate for 3 weeks. With work and a vacation trip - even lying on an exotic beach in the sun with cocktails - all I could think about was Bovina and the house and garden and getting the summer started. I would probably have been much better just vacationing in Bovina but Tim thought we really needed a week with exotic cocktails and tanlines.

By the time, Tim and I got up to the house and unpacked and changed into sweats and made cocktails and turned on the tv and collapsed on the sofa - we were exhausted - I just wanted to curl up next to Tim and pass out. All I could think about was that we were finally back in our house - I felt so complete and safe.

We worked all day in the garden. Tim hauled rock for the new vegetable bed. I hauled dirt from the pile of soil we had delivered this week. I also poured concrete for the birdhouse pole in the center of the bed. We worked on the garden and then moved onto other projects. I installed the brackets onto the kitchen island and hung sconces and hauled up furniture from the basement.

We planted seeds for the garden - asparagus, cucumber, tomatoes, peppers, shasta daisy, hollyhock, and lots of other seeds. We both can't wait to get the garden going. Already, we had bee balm, scotch thistle, lenten rose and lots of other perennials coming up.

Tim was wiped out from hauling rock but he pulled off an amazing meal Saturday night. Tim whipped out the April issue of Martha Stewart Everyday Food mag and we had barbecued shrimp, sauteed zucchini with lemon, and a raspberry custard for desert. It was amazing and we both passed out in front of the tv on Saturday night before 8:00 - just exhausted.

We watched several movies - Blow-Up, Astro Boy, September Issue and Friday the 13th Part 3 in 3D (Tim's netflix list).

When we inspected the pond, there were frog eggs and tadpoles everywhere. I know nothing about frog birthing - but that's a lot of tadpoles! I drank coffee and watched two ducks that have adopted the pond swimming early sunday morning before Tim was out of bed.

It was just a great weekend and we both felt so grateful and refreshed.

Monday, March 22, 2010

Sticky Chicken Wings Recipe

Tim made these this weekend and they are the best!

3/4 cup packed light-brown sugar
1/4 cup oyster sauce
1/4 cup fresh lemon juice (from 2 lemons)
2 tablespoons soy sauce
1 inch piece fresh ginger smashed and peeled
2 pound chicken wings cut in half at joint
(wing tips removed)

1. Preheat oven to 300 degrees. In a 9 by 13 inch baking dish, whisk together brown sugar, oyster sauce, lemon juice, and soy sauce until sugar dissolves. 2 minutes. Add ginger and chicken wings; toss to coat. Arrange wings in a single layer.

2. Bake wings 1 hour. Increase heat to 450 degrees and bake until sauce is reduced and wings are glazed, 30 to 35 minutes more, turning wings occasionally.

Chicken wings and Oreos ... couldn't be better!

God, I love Bovina. I don't want to be anyplace else but out in our yard in this kind of weather. There are those rare days in early spring that are so amazing! This weekend was one of them. 60 degree weather, sunshine, the snow almost melted and the pond overflowing. We had Burns(our siamese cat) up for the weekend because we didn't want him to be by himself without Grace. It was a total pleasure having an animal in the house. He enjoyed having a house to run around in and a new litter box. He enjoyed it many times.

Tim made the most amazing chicken wings saturday night. Oyster sauce and brown sugar - baked in the oven - yum! Pasta fritatta and roasted cauliflower and sweet potatoes. Vanilla Oreos cold from the freezer. Great weekend!

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Grace

Tim and I met and fell in love. One of the hurdles that we had to overcome as we merged our lives was that he had cats. I am allergic to cats. Grace and Burns (yes, I know - Tim named them) are these two dark, beautiful, overweight, adorable, sweet, Siamese. They are brother and sister. I love all animals so it's hard having allergies because I would love nothing better then to have them purr and lick me all over. We have spent the last 5 years trying to manage the cats and allergies. We de-catted the bedroom so I had a safe haven to breathe. However, I still tried to get close to them. I would hold them in my arms, pet them and run for the bathroom to wash the hair off of me. Tim would change clothes and shower before he came to bed with me. Even though I may have had issues, one of my secret pleasures was getting up in the morning while Tim was still in bed and putting a pot of coffee on, feed the cats and sit there petting the cats. It was all part of our new life together.

We had to put Grace in the hospital yesterday and today we had to put her to sleep. She was diagnosed with cancer and advanced pancreatitis. It broke my heart to watch Tim hold her in his arms when the vet injected her. You never imagine when you get a kitten or puppy that they will not be with you forever. This morning because Burns cried all morning, I pulled him into bed with us and the three of us lay there together in our bed. We will miss Grace very much.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Snowcatrastophe

Snow like this traumatizes me. I lived in Montana when I was 8 years old and my dad was stationed at Great Falls, AFB. My mom would come out of the house and find me passed out face down in the snow after two minutes with asthma problems. So, for out first winter up here, it makes me very nervous. I love Bovina and I love the catskills. I love four seasons and I don't mind having some snow but this is insane. Even with snowshoes, we are chest deep in snow. Tim and I have a long way to retirement but this is part of our long range plan. A cottage in the mountains and an apartment in the city - perfect right? Tim, however loves disaster movies and thinks that this is all part of the climate change and believes that this will all end badly. He pre-bought tickets to the movie '2012." I am slightly more hopeful that this is a freak storm and that we will never see this kind of snow ever again... right?

Sunday, February 28, 2010

Snowmageddon in the Garden

Crazy amount of snow. Our snow plough guy couldn't even plow our driveway because the snowplows did our street and there was a wall of snow that his plow couldn't handle. The photo shows the garden shed at the end of the garden. The birdhouse in the middle of the garden is under at least 4-5 feet of snow. There is a pond somewhere in there as well as tables, chairs, and raised stone beds. It's a long way yet to spring... Jesus.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

"How Did You Lose Your Hyphen, Possums?"

Awesome night the other night...It was Tim's birthday, so I took him out for dinner to one of his favorite Thai restaurants. Thai restaurants are taking over the neighborhood near our apt in the city. We have Yum Yum One, Yum Yum Two, Yum Yum Three and Pam's Real Thai and Pam's Real Thai Encore. Seriously, these people need to be a little more creative with their franchise. We went to Yum Yum Two for a change and had a couple lychee martinis. Tim ordered his favorite entree there - Drunken Beef ( I thought that was my nickname?). I had something... I really don't remember after the second lycheetini. It was spicy.

Then, I took Tim to see Michael Feinstein and Dame Edna in "All About Me" which opened this week. We had first row orchestra seats and it was totally worth it. I have had a crush on Michael Feinstein since the 80's and I absolutely love Dame Edna. Michael's voice amazes me and DE can make me soil my Depends. Great combination. I actually got to shake her hand from my seat and both Tim and I were handed gladiolas for the gladiola sing-a-long. Hilarious. Tim loved it.

Monday, February 22, 2010

(500) Days of Winter

We were getting onto 87 thruway and as we were going through the tollbooth, Tim and I had the following conversation.

Tim: "Do you think the tollbooth guy knows we are gay?"

Jeff: (I glance at him and notice the subtle Gaultier lip gloss and then look down at my orange Prada sweater and Etro striped shirt), "Of course not, we are in a pick up truck."

We decided this weekend that we weren't going anywhere and that we were going to watch a lot of movies and read and live off of what was already in the pantry. Of course, we knew that we had half of the butterscotch triple layer cake in the freezer still. That would get us through lunchtime on Saturday at the very least.

We watched five movies this weekend - "Last Tango In Paris" (What was Marlon Brando thinking?), "Outing Riley," "Shelter," "Harlan County" (Documentary), "(500) Days Of Summer" - (the cutest movie ever).

I cooked dinner and would have made made my Italian mother proud - Baked oregano chicken with potatoes and onions.

Recipe:

3 Chicken breasts
2 White large onions
6 Russet potatoes
Garlic Cloves (to taste)
Oregano
Salt and Pepper
Olive Oil

1. Slice potatoes into thin slices and line the baking pan.
2. Slice onions and scatter among potatoes.
3. Place chicken breasts on top of potatoes and onions.
4. Dice garlic and sprinkle on top.
5. Sprinkle oregano, salt and pepper throughout.
6. Drizzle olive oil and toss.

Bake for an hour covered with foil. Uncover foil and bake for additional 15 minutes.

We had that for dinner Saturday with a slice of the leftover butterscotch cake. That cake is deadly. Deadly, deadly, deadly.

Snowbound with full stomachs and lots of entertainment - Perfect weekend!

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Pork Loins and Butterscotch Cake Recipes - Yum!

BRAISED PORK LOIN FILLETS WITH PRUNES AND CREME SAUCE

Yield: 6 Servings

18 large dried pitted prunes
2 C dry white wine, preferably a Vouvray
6 loin pork chops, 1 1/2-inch thick, fully trimmed, boned and tied
Canola oil
1/4 C each diced carrot, celery, and onion ( mirepoix)
2-3 T unsalted butter
1 C heavy cream or creme fraiche
2 t red currant jelly
1 t lemon juice ( only if using heavy cream)
1 T minced parsley

1. Simmer the prunes in the wine over moderate heat, covered, until plumped and tender, about 10 minutes. Reserve the wine.
2. Saute the fillets in the oil until they are a rich golden brown on both sides, 3 to 4 minutes. Transfer fillets to a plate. Add the mirepoix and the bones to the pan and saute to brown lightly. 8 to 10 minutes. ( Additional oil may have to be added to keep the mirepoix from burning).
3. Add the wine from the prunes and deglaze the pan. Place the pork fillets on top of the mirepoix ( the liquid should come part way up the pork chops), cover and simmer gently over very low heat or until the fillets are tender when pierced with the tip of a sharp knife, 5 to 8 minutes. Place the fillets in an oven pre-heated to 325 degrees and immediately turn off the heat. Meat should be cooked within 10 to 15 minutes. Take care not to overcook the pork. Use tongs to transfer the meat to a heated platter and remove the strings. Arrange three prunes on each fillet, then cover the fillets with foil.
4. Pour the rest of the contents of the pan through a fine mesh strainer, pressing down on the vegetables to extract all of the juices. Return the juices to the pan and reduce by half rapidly stirring and scraping any brown bits that cling to the pan. Add the cream and continue to boil down rapidly until the color becomes a light beige and the mixture is thick enough to coat the back of a spoon.
5. Whisk in the jelly and continue to cook, whisking, until the jelly is dissolved. Taste and correct seasoning of the sauce. Spoon the sauce over the fillets, sprinkle with minced parsley and serve.

BUTTERSCOTCH PECAN CAKE

Serves 12 to 14

When browning the butter for the frosting, wait until it turns a deep, dark brown before removing it from the heat to ensure a rich, nutty flavor.

FOR THE CAKES
Vegetable oil cooking spray, for pans
3 1/4 cups all purpose flour
1 1/4 teaspoons baking powder
3/4 teaspoon baking soda
2 1/2 teaspoons course salt
10 ounces (2 1/2 sticks ) unsalted butter, softened
2 1/2 cups packed dark-brown sugar
4 large eggs, room temperature
1 tablespoon plus 1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
1 1/4 teaspoons rum, preferably golden or dark
1 1/4 cups buttermilk, room temperature

FOR THE FROSTING
12 ounces unsalted butter ( 3 sticks), 1 stick left whole, 2 sticks cut into small pieces, softened
2 cups packed dark-brown sugar
1 cup heavy cream
1/2 teaspoon course salt
20 ounces cream cheese, softened
1/2 cup confectioners' sugar, sifted

FOR THE BUTTERSCOTCH SAUCE
2/3 cup packed dark-brown sugar
3 ounces ( 6 tablespoons ) butter, cut into pieces
1/2 cup light corn syrup
1/4 teaspoon coarse salt
1/2 cup heavy cream
2 cups pecan halves, toasted and chopped, plus more halves for garnish

1. Make the cakes. Preheat oven to 325 degrees. Coat three 8 by 2 inch round cake pans with cooking spray, line with parchment, and coat parchment. Whisk flour, baking powder, baking soda, and salt in a medium bowl.
2. Beat butter and brown sugar with a mixer on medium-high speed until pale and fluffy, about 5 minutes. Beat in eggs, 1 at a time, beating well after each addition, then add vanilla and rum. Reduce speed to low. Add flour mixture in 2 additions, alternating with buttermilk. Raise speed to medium high, and beat for 2 minutes. Divide batter amoung pans.
3. Bake cakes until golden brown and testers inserted in centers come out clean, about 40 minutes. Transfer pans to wire racks, and let cool slightly. Invert cakes onto racks. Let cool.
4. Make the frosting. Melt 1 stick butter in a medium saucepan over medium heat until dark golden brown, about 10 minutes. Add brown sugar, cream and salt, stirring until sugar dissolves. Bring to a boil, whisking constantly, and cook for 3 minutes. Transfer to a mixer bowl, and let cool.
5. With machine running, add remaining butter, a few pieces at a time, and beat on low until incorporated. Raise speed to medium, and beat for 2 minutes. In another bowl, beat cream cheese and confectioners sugar on medium-high until fluffy and smooth, about 3 minutes. Add brown-butter mixture to cream cheese, and beat until smooth. Cover, and refrigerate until chilled, at least 2 hours ( or overnight, beating on low speed before using).
6. Make the butterscotch sauce: Mix sugar, butter, corn syrup, and salt in a small saucepan over medium heat, and cook, stirring, until sugar dissolves. Bring to a boil, and cook for 2 minutes. Remove from heat, and whisk in cream. Return to heat, and cook for 2 minutes. Let cool slightly.
7. To assemble the cake: trim tops of two cake layers and top and bottom of third (this will be the middle) to create flat exposed surfaces. Brush 1/4 Cup plus two tablespoons butterscotch sauce on cut sides. Let cool. Spread 1 Cup frosting on 1 layer, then place middle layer on top, sauce side down. Spread 1 cup frosting on middle layer, then place third layer on top, sauce side down. Spread 1 cup frosting on top and sides. Refrigerate until firm, about 1 hour.
8. Using an offset spatula, spread remaining frosting on top and sides of cake. Press chopped pecans on side, and garnish top with halves. Transfer cake to a serving plate or cakestand. Refrigerate until firm. At least 4 hours ( or up to 2 days, covered).

Is that a cougar in the kitchen?

After years of enjoying culinary escapades cooking over Sterno, propane, and a campfire plus relying on the kindness of strangers, now it was payback time - specifically with our friends and neighbor's M and M. M's birthday (the second M, not the first) was the moment to pull out all the stops. Since my cooking abilities were questionable, I married up so that I wouldn't starve to death or poison our neighbors.

Tim went to culinary school in between his career in finance, travel marketing and health services. (See attached resume). Having performed many duties at Peter Kump's Cooking School, including plongeur and stagier, he is a great chef. ( In case Padma and Tom are reading). Tim tells me he is a "cougar" in the kitchen ( for all you Top Chef fans). I really don't know what to think about that - he is younger then I am?

Menu du Jour:

Caponata - Italian, eggplant relish

Braised Pork Loin Fillets with Prunes and Creme Sauce
Sauteed Swiss Chard
Scalloped Potatoes with Leeks and Gruyere Cheese

Butterscotch and Rum Triple Layer Cake with Roasted Pecans.

Now I had my doubts about the prune creme sauce as well as the 8 sticks of butter used in the cake. We were either going to put M and M on the toilet or in the grave or both. We spent the entire day cooking and baking and finally exhausted from licking the remains of the frosting bowl, various spatulas and mixer attachments - at the end - there was this beautiful, frosted, pecan encrusted cake on the kitchen island looking amazing!

Dinner was a huge success! Despite the fact that prunes and I don't agree. Tim is willing to alter the recipe slightly for me next time. However I have attached both original recipes - so enjoy! (See next post).

Monday, February 15, 2010

Nothing could be finer then to be in Boviner

Bovina Center, NY... what was I thinking? It was post 9/11 and I was sick of the city and wanted someplace to get out of Manhattan. Tired of Fire Island, expensive shares, and the people that it attracted... I just wanted some place to spend my summers where it was quiet, beautiful and nowhere near Manhattan. I loved camping and spent the first couple of summers dealing with tent worms, black flies, Lug-a-loo, amazing blue skies and green forests. By the end of my second summer, I was totally in love with this place but it was getting a little bit lonely. How was I supposed to drag a guy up here and not scare the Hell out of him when I handed him the Lug-a-loo?

Then I met Tim.

Adorable, funny, HOT ( Tim told me I had to add that), and a good sport...I dragged him up the first couple summers and we built our first gardens together and had campfires and lay wrapped together in sleeping blankets, looking at the stars. In 2009, I sold my West Village apartment and we moved in together into Tim's apt in Manhattan and built a house in Bovina. This blog is about our experiences here.