Friday, January 29, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Why?
Why did I decide to start a food blog when there are already a million of them out - and I already read most of them!
I love to cook. I love to feed people. I feel my best preparing food for my friends and family to enjoy and even better when I see them enjoying it.
My brother and I got our hands dirty (figuratively) in the kitchen early. In the days kids could walk home safely (part way thru the farmer's field that is now a housing development) Micheal and I each had a job to help complete dinner. Whether it was putting salad dressing on the chicken and in the oven or picking a veggie to heat up as a side dish, we did our part in completing our very regular family dinners. Even thru high school, you better call better call and have a good reason if you weren't going to be home to eat with the family.
My mom and dad also enjoyed entertaining. In a time before Chucky Cheese, all our birthday parties were in our back yard (luckily both Michael & I are June babies). Mom and dad would make elaborate cakes and treats. Decorate everything to the theme we choose. They also had many of cocktail parties at the house. My personal favorite part being getting some pina colada before the rum was mixed in... and in a cool coconut shell glass, before my brother and I were sent upstairs to play nicely together - which we did (my blog, I can use artistic license).
My method of cooking is a bit haphazard. I rarely measure or follow a recipe (except when it comes to baking which is all about measurements). I read cook books like other people read novels. I'll read anywhere from 3 to 10 recipes for something and use some ideas along with some of my own to come up with my own creation. Some things work, some things don't (one memorable Passover I somehow made purple gefilte fish), but now I'll be sharing this adventure with everyone.
Welcome & enjoy.
I love to cook. I love to feed people. I feel my best preparing food for my friends and family to enjoy and even better when I see them enjoying it.
My brother and I got our hands dirty (figuratively) in the kitchen early. In the days kids could walk home safely (part way thru the farmer's field that is now a housing development) Micheal and I each had a job to help complete dinner. Whether it was putting salad dressing on the chicken and in the oven or picking a veggie to heat up as a side dish, we did our part in completing our very regular family dinners. Even thru high school, you better call better call and have a good reason if you weren't going to be home to eat with the family.
My mom and dad also enjoyed entertaining. In a time before Chucky Cheese, all our birthday parties were in our back yard (luckily both Michael & I are June babies). Mom and dad would make elaborate cakes and treats. Decorate everything to the theme we choose. They also had many of cocktail parties at the house. My personal favorite part being getting some pina colada before the rum was mixed in... and in a cool coconut shell glass, before my brother and I were sent upstairs to play nicely together - which we did (my blog, I can use artistic license).
My method of cooking is a bit haphazard. I rarely measure or follow a recipe (except when it comes to baking which is all about measurements). I read cook books like other people read novels. I'll read anywhere from 3 to 10 recipes for something and use some ideas along with some of my own to come up with my own creation. Some things work, some things don't (one memorable Passover I somehow made purple gefilte fish), but now I'll be sharing this adventure with everyone.
Welcome & enjoy.
The Start
So I decided to join the masses of people who have a food blog out here on the interweb... WELCOME!
Recently I made my first turkey pot pie on what happen to be one of the coldest days of year. In my opinion it was just the right stick to your ribs comfort food, so I impulsively ran down to Dirty Frank's to sign up for the Dirty Frank's Comfort Food Cook Off. It was also a hit when I made it for a party last weekend for a friend.
So here is my first post about my preparing my turkey pot pie. Today is roasting day.
This is a great Russian wine brought over by a friend the other week. It's really good. Reminds me of a Beaujolais.
Next goes in the turkey breast, s&p, red wine, a couple handfuls of cilantro, and coriander seeds. The turkey breast is too big to put the lid on so I just cover the whole thang nice and tight with a couple sheets of foil. And into the oven it goes.
Recently I made my first turkey pot pie on what happen to be one of the coldest days of year. In my opinion it was just the right stick to your ribs comfort food, so I impulsively ran down to Dirty Frank's to sign up for the Dirty Frank's Comfort Food Cook Off. It was also a hit when I made it for a party last weekend for a friend.
So here is my first post about my preparing my turkey pot pie. Today is roasting day.
I don't have a roasting pan (and not even sure it would fit in my wee apartment oven), so I use my favorite pot - my green Dutch oven. Three or four fat carrots in the bottom provide a natural roasting rack. Next I toss in a couple halved onions, then drizzle in some olive oil.
Then I open a bottle of wine.
This is a great Russian wine brought over by a friend the other week. It's really good. Reminds me of a Beaujolais.
Next goes in the turkey breast, s&p, red wine, a couple handfuls of cilantro, and coriander seeds. The turkey breast is too big to put the lid on so I just cover the whole thang nice and tight with a couple sheets of foil. And into the oven it goes.Keep checking back over these next few days to follow my progress leading up to the Cook-Off.
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