Monday, August 14, 2006

Sheesh Ka-bobs

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I LOVE fair food. Each year I look forward to the fried clams -- even through they're not that good. I also get Udon noodles that are made by the Oxnard Buddist Temple, which are that good. I didn't get a funnel cake this year -- I can only eat a bit before it starts to hurt my stomach.

Overall fair food is amazingly bad for you. I had to take a picture of the top dish when I was there the other day. Three women had ordered it and were each gobbling it down. For the life of me, I couldn't figure out what this nasty concoction was, so I went over the the booth where they sell spiral fries and saw that it was the chili cheese spiral fries.

I can honestly say that this looked like one of the more disgusting things I've seen people eat. First, of all the fries aren't crisp. They're served in a log shape, which keeps fries from getting a crispy outside. Then they're covered with a brown-chili sauce that has the consistency of gravy and a cheese product sauce that also has the consistency of gravy. Ewwwwwwwww. And, sorry, sometimes you DON'T have to try something to know it's disgusting.

In honor of the fair ending and in honor of just generally eating better, we had shish kabobs the other night. Let's put it this way, 180 degrees from the spiral chili cheese fries, lie shish kabobs, both in taste and nutrition. They are incredibly versatile and can be prepared for as diverse a culinary crowd as you can find, from the vegans to the meat and potato guys.

Shish kabobs are so easy to make, so economical, so good for you and so tasty, I like to refer to them as Perfection on a Stick.

Perfection on a stick
or Shish kabobs


1 to 2 pounds beef or chicken (buy an economical steak and cut it at home to save money. I prefer chuck, but whatever's on sale works) cut into one-inch chunks
1 green pepper cut into one-inch pieces
1 yellow or orange pepper cut into one-inch pieces
1 large onion, preferably red cut into one-inch pieces
mushrooms
Tomatoes are optional and I don't like them cooked this way
wooden skewers soaked in water. I use a water or juice pitcher for this
garlic powder
onion powder
Worcestershire sauce

Skewer the vegetables and meat alternately creating a nice balance, until the skewer is full. I've noticed that putting mushrooms on the ends is tricky since they tend to fall off when they cook. Sprinkle the kabobs with the powders and soak them in Worcestershire sauce. Grill over hot coals until the meat is browned. Make sure the meat is cooked through with the chicken kabobs. Serve with brown rice.

Friday, August 11, 2006

Fair fun

Here are some photos I took at this year's fair. I went on dollar day just to take some shots.

Pig races

This is a perennial kiddie favorite. The pigs race around the track to the other side to get to their food.

Braids

The farm/ranch kids come in to show off their animals or to do a little riding.

Blue-ribbon winner

There are tons of equestrian events, from jousting to rodeo-style roundups to English jumping. But all I could think of as I watched the jumpers was Christopher Reeve and how that's how he broke his neck. So I left.

Girls and goats

I have a problem with the 4-H livestock stuff because it makes me sad to see these animals knowing they will likely be killed for pork chops or steaks. I eat meat. But I prefer to be a willfully ignorant meateater. My meat comes in packages, all cut up. But since most people don't eat goat meat, I'm hoping these goats will be sold for breeding or goat milk or something.

The blues

I love how blue the sky is here and these bars against the blue sky just struck me as a cool composition.

Thursday, August 03, 2006

The results are in

 
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Every year I say I'm doing this in fun and each year -- OK this year and last, I get all torqued up when it's actually time to see how I did at the fair. Seriously. I had to take a pill. And this is just the county fair. Imagine if I were up for some big, televised award -- I'd die of an angst attack.

I rode my bike down there. I figure it's safer than me driving when I've worked myself all up into a state. It took me a while to find my entries. The first one I saw was the pie. A first place. Woooo Wooo. The pie didn't look as bad as it had earlier. I found the sugar cookies, my favorites this year, and they got a second place. The chocolate chip and oatmeal cookies didn't get anything.

It's a good showing and, frankly, I didn't feel the chocolate chip and oatmeal cookies were that good. That, however, does not stop me from noting that everyone else who ate them loved them -- especially the chocolate chip. So there!

But I'm thinking maybe pies are my thing ... maybe more pies and more first prizes. Oh yeah. I'm on my way to becoming one of the Grand Ladies of Ventura County baking: Peggy Russell of Ojai and Jeanne Walker of Oxnard step aside.

It was cool to see how many people had entered this year. There seemed to be more of a cross-section of people and a lot of names I'd never seen before.

Rob and I went and saw the fireworks, which will be set off nightly at 10 p.m. It was a clear night. I just love it here in the summer with the fair. I always took my vacation for the fair because it's so quintessentially summer.

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

It's Fair time





It's my favorite time of year in Ventura. Fair time. I'm not sure exactly what it is -- maybe it's the fact that it's on the ocean, maybe it's all the old-timey stuff and for sure it's because of the great, greasy wonderful culinary wonderland that is the food -- but I just love this fair.

When we first moved here, Rob and I weren't big fair people. But I went the first year I was here alone and I loved it. Rob resisted for a couple of years, but finally, I got him to go and he LOVED it. His favorite part is the Commercial Building where they sell all the fair crap/merchandise. I love Home Arts because they have sewing, and table setting and my favorite cooking.

Last year, I decided to put my proverbial money where my mouth was and entered the fair. I entered a peach pie made with peaches from my peach tree, sugar cookies and oatmeal cookies. I got a first place for the pie, a second place for the sugar cookies and third place for the oatmeal cookies. I couldn't have been happier. Well actually I could have. I could have won all first places and the blue ribbon for all of cooking, but hey, it was a first try.

This year the weather has been unusually hot and sticky. Fortunately the heat has abated for now, but the humidity remains. I'm beginning to think the reason most heavy cooking and baking happens in the winter is to avoid the hot, sticky days that can wreak havoc on baked goods.

I ended up battling my peach pie crust, and I think it won. The juices overflowed and popped the top and the foil I put on the edges to keep them from getting too brown stuck and in one spot it looks pretty bad. The peaches, which were from the farmer's market, weren't very good. The texture was good though, so I put a bunch of turbinado sugar on them. In fact, this is the year of turbinado sugar because I used it on my cookies too. I figure everything is going to get soft because of the humidity, and the sugar will keep it crunchy and give the cookies and pie a little edge.

My buddy Kaia helped me bake the cookies. She and I are becoming quite the baking team -- making cookies year-round. Rob and I also take Kaia to the fair each year. This gives us a completely different experience from when we go ourselves. We're old fogies and love stuff like photography, horticulture, home arts and shucksters. Kaia likes rides and games and candy.

I took my entries to the fair today. They'll be judged by tomorrow -- Wednesday, the first day of the fair. I'm not as optimistic as I was last year -- especially about the pie. But I had so much fun with Kaia and I felt so happy just baking my brains out for the county fair as so many have done before me. It's, like all-American and stuff. It's also really fun to create happy memories for a lovely little girl, which can be taken out for solace or joy as she gets older.

No matter what the ribbon, the real prize was getting ready.

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Too hot to cook


It never gets too hot in Ventura, rarely over 85, which is good because most of us don't have air conditioning. But this summer has proved to be one for the books. While one heat spell doesn't a global warming trend make, this weather has been hot enough to get all of our attention.

Despite my complaining, it could be a whole lot worse. Sunday, I went to Ojai for the farmers market. I swung by the bank -- the one with the time/temperature on it. At 10:15 a.m. it was 100 degrees. Here in Ventura, we've managed to hit 95 some days and although my house is naturally air conditioned with the ocean breeze providing a constant source of cool air, the air has been so hot and sticky that Rob, the pets and I have been mostly lying around until sunset, when it gets cool enough for comfort.

Imagine, this was the year we were going to dismantle the pool; it's an above-ground pool and is easily taken down. I only used it three times last year and Rob hasn't used it in years. This year, though, I've been swimming daily.

I also have been trying this week to avoid cooking. Monday I made some bacon in the George Foreman grill, which doesn't get very hot. We had BLTs made with heirloom tomatoes and fresh lettuce from the farmers market.

Tuesday I got meat from our local butcher, hamburger and bone-in chicken breasts, which were on sale. Our outdoor grill was just made for this type of weather and the chicken breasts were perfect, grilled with just a sprinkling of onion and garlic powders, salt and fresh tarragon. We had the hamburgers fresh off the grill and saved the chicken for the next night.

I made a tarragon chicken salad and some cold cucumber/watercress soup. This has sustained me for the past two days and has proved to be the perfect hot weather meal.

Tarragon/chicken salad

1 large or 2 medium grilled skin-on chicken breasts
1 celery stalk, chopped into 1/4 inch pieces
1/4 cup dried Morello cherries, nonsweetened (available at Trader Joe's)
1/3 cup slivered almonds
1 tablespoon fresh chopped or 1 teaspoon dried tarragon
3/4 cup mayonnaise
salt and white pepper to taste

Take skins off cold chicken breasts and chop into 1/4 inch pieces. Mix all the ingredients together except for the salt and pepper, which you add at the end to adjust the taste. Chill. Serve with crackers and sliced tomatoes.

Cucumber/watercress soup

1 cucumber, peeled and seeded and chopped into large pieces
1 cup watercress, use mostly leaves but some stems are good
2 cups chicken broth
1/2 cup heavy cream
cayenne pepper to taste
salt and pepper to taste
green onion, scallion, sliced

Using a hand-held blender, (you can use a regular blender, but the hand-held blenders are so much more convenient and so much easier to clean) blend all of the ingredients together until the cucumber and watercress are completely incorporated into the liquid. Wait until the soup is made to season. Chill the soup for 24 hours before serving. Some foam will rise to the top, so make sure to stir the soup. Garnish with sliced scallion.

Saturday, July 22, 2006

Plums



We moved to this cul de sac about five years ago. I'd never lived in a cul de sac, but I've found there's a great sense of neighborhood in such an arrangement. We all tend to watch out for each other and some of us actually interact from time to time.

Ours is a microcosm of "diversity" that over-hyped, rarely achieved corporate goal. But it doesn't matter. In fact, if anything, the only people we as a group look down on is renters -- there's one house that's rented out in the enclave. Renters don't tend to care as much about the property as homeowners do, so the house always looks a little rundown.

One of our favorite neighbors is firefighter Dan and his family. One of his boys is interested in cooking and he will have me try some of his efforts. I offer him tips. I try to keep my tips positive and in the area of general knowledge. And Dan comes over from time to time with some of the fruit from his fruit trees. We get oranges, peaches and plums at various times of the year.

We had a late spring this year because it was wet and cold. As a result, the plums were late. But they were worth the wait. They were sweet and juicy. I decided to make a plum pastry after perusing some online recipes. I wasn't so much in the mood for a sauce and a pastry seemed like a nice idea.

This recipe is super easy and preserves the taste of the plums with little added. Just make sure you have a sharp knife to cut the pastry. This is great served with vanilla ice cream.

Plum tart

12 to 16 plums, seeded and sliced
1 sheet puff pastry
Canola spray
1/2 cup brown sugar
3 tablespoons butter
1/2 cup flour
1 teaspoon good-quality Indonesian cinnamon
1 egg, beaten

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Spray a 9-inch cakepan with canola oil. Roll out thawed puff pastry sheet and lay it in the cake pan, pushing the pastry up the sides of the pan. Place sliced plums in the middle. Using your fingers, mix the sugar, butter, flour and cinnamon together until it is is a coarse mixture of pea-sized pieces. Sprinkle mixture over the plums. Fold four corners of puff pastry over the plums. Brush exposed puff pastry with beaten egg. Cook for 30 minutes or until the pastry has browned.

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Summer treats


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It was Rob's birthday yesterday. I'd really screwed up his birthday last year by being sick, so this year I wanted to make it up to him. But Rob really dislikes big deals made over him. He wanted a cherry pie, so I made him one. (I need to brush up on my pie baking because the fair's coming up.)

Although we went out for dinner on the Big Day, I made a nice meal the day before because Rob had wanted Italian food. Meatballs are one of the first foods I learned to make. I still love them.

Spaghetti and meatballs

1 pound lean ground beef
1 cup Italian-style breadcrumbs
2 eggs
1/2 cup Parmesan cheese
About a container and a half of your favorite sauce
1 pound spaghetti prepared as indicated on the package

Mix all ingredients together and form the mixture into 1-inch balls. Brown the meatballs in a skillet on all sides. Heat the sauce over low heat and add meatballs. Simmer on low for at least 30 minutes.
Add sauce and meatballs to drained spaghetti and mix over very low heat for about a minute. Serve with Parmesan cheese.

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

The Fourth of July


 
 
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When we first moved to Ventura the local street fairs and festivals didn't live up to our Midwestern standards. In the Midwest, festivals are HUGE. These people will celebrate anything. I spent years covering the Waynesville Sauerkraut Festival for the Dayton Daily News. I also covered the Americana Festival, the Sugar Maple Festival and the Holiday at Home parade.

I wasn't all that impressed the first time I went to a Ventura street fair. Sure, the Strawberry Festival in OXnard would have probably wowed me, but it seems as though it's TOO big. These days, however, downtown Ventura, which has undergone a renaissance since I moved here, host a much better festival. We took the dogs with us because Rascal and Fuser, the two abused dogs need to get used to having lots of people around. Fuser did fine, but Rascal freaked out and would pretty much spin in circles of panic. He finally calmed down a bit, but they were all grateful to get to the car.

The fair itself was just like Ventura, funky, diverse and eclectic. It's so funny these days: Corporations have embraced "diversity" (along with getting to the "next level," whatever the Hell that is) as the newest greatest fad. But look around you and embrace what you see. Diversity is everywhere, it shouldn't have to be something you strive so hard to achieve.

Monday, June 26, 2006

Catching up

Yee Ha! I FINALLY got my gardens planted. I'm not sure why it took so long, but it has. So I made sure to buy larger seedlings and got them all planted. I have tomatoes, peppers, eggplant, squash and herbs. I also managed to plant some containers to make some colorful additions to the front of the house.

I just love the feeling when you get something done that you've procrastinated to the point of getting a bit freaked out by it. I've been meaning to do yard work, but there's just so much that needs to be done that I get overwhelmed and I don't do anything. But I'm on a roll now and I'd really like to get my yard into better shape. I have a bunch of plants and bulbs I've been collecting for projects, so I should have some cool things happening around here pretty soon.

We also met for bookclub last week. Our bookclub is nothing like the just-cancelled "Tuesday Night Bookclub," which featured a bunch of Scottsdale, Ariz., women who were freaky in their "hotness." After all, there are no groups of women where no one is over a size 2. And no one has that much time to spend on her appearance. Hell, it's a good day when I remember deodorant AND eyeliner ("Mommy, that lady doesn't; have any eyes!!!"

We read "What's the Matter With Kansas?" as the book of the month, which I highly recommend. I was enlisted to use a chocolate fountain my friend Kim have me. I bought all kinds of goodies, macaroons, biscotti, pound cake, strawberries, pineapple, to dip in the chocolate. I use Ghirardelli dark chocolate chunks. It was messy and a lot of fun. A chocolate fountain is one of those things you would never buy for yourself. But it's a lot of fun to have around.

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I've been eating better and trying to exercise more this summer. I've always enjoyed seafood salads and I love avocados. Living in Ventura County, we get great avocados grown locally. I bought a couple at the Ojai farmers market on Sunday, along with some fresh dill, salad greens and arugula. I also snatched up a couple of lemons.
This made a great dish after a day of digging around outside.

Crab and avocado salad

1 6-ounce can lump white crab meat
1/2 cup chopped celery
lemon
3 tablespoons chopped fresh dill
3/4 cup mayonnaise
2 avocados

Mix crab meat, celery, juice of one-half lemon, dill and mayonnaise. Slice two avocados in half. Remove pit and sprinkle with lemon juice. Divide the crab salad into fourths and put in the center of the avocado. Serve nestled on a bed of lettuce.

Monday, June 19, 2006

Hot! Hot! Hot!


You know how I said it never gets hot here? Well, as these things have a tendency of happening, I was proved a liar and we were struck by seriously hot weather. In fact, this past Friday I called my husband in a panic. "It's an emergency. WeatherBug says it's 95 degrees at DeAnza and I can't find the fan."

Translated that means that the Web Site, Weatherbug, which give live temperature reading from all kinds of places around the country that aren't covered by the National Weather Service. DeAnza is a local Junior High School about four blocks from our house, which is important here because there are so many microclimates here in Ventura and we live in a very specific and Unusual one. Many schools have weather stations that track the temperatures because they work together with WeatherBug to make weather interesting to students.

After I called Rob, I went for a swim in our pool. It's really turning out to be quite handy this year. Rob came home and he had bought about every fan they had at Wal-Mart. Not exactly, but he DID buy four fans: two small desk models; one larger desk model and one fan on a pedestal with a remote control (God forbid we should have to get off our lazy butts and turn the fan off.)


I also had no intention of doing any serious cooking. So I decided to make BLTs along with gazpacho for dinner. These are two of my all-time favorite summertime favorites. Rob and I both love BLTs, they're just so light and just the right mixture of salty and crunchy and tomato-y sweetness. And I add basil leaves to mine to give it that little extra something.

I was introduced to gazpacho when I was a girl by my grandmother. She would whip up a batch and we would have it for lunch. My grandmother was always on a diet and we would eat very sparsely during the day when I would come for my summer visits. At the time I was thin as a rail and I would just be starving. I used to raid their pantry every night looking for food. I still love to eat. But the thin as a rail thing? Not so much.

True gazpacho calls for bread, but this is more of a puree of vegetables that's served cold with a healthy dollop of sour cream. And I can call it gazpacho if I want to. So I do.

Gazpacho for a hot day

4 roma tomatoes, coarsely chopped, with seeds and liquid strained
1/2 bell pepper (I used a yellow one)
1 cored cucumber, coarsely chopped
1 cup V8 vegetable juice
1 tablespoon extra virgin olive oil
1 teaspoon red wine vinegar

Blend together using a hand blender, as I did (I just LOVE those things) or a regular blender. You can add basil for a nice touch or any other herb(dill would be good) if you like. Serve cold with a dollop of sour cream.

For BLTs, I always use whole grain toasted bread -- in fact I eat whole grains as much as possible. I use thick sliced bacon that I cook in a George Foreman grill. A local radio personality tipped me to this and it makes great bacon that comes out pressed straight and perfect for sandwiches. Slice the tomatoes, add fresh basil leaves, romaine lettuce and some mayonnaise and welcome to a little slice to summer time.


OTHER NOTES:

My youngest daughter Lindsay graduated from the University of California at Santa Barbara today with a degree in political science. She's been working on her degree for seven years, but she has taken some time off and she managed to backpack across Europe one summer. She also worked as a manager at Aaron Brothers framing and at other stores.

Her dad and his wife came into town with their son and Lindsay's aunt came to visit. It was really kind of nice to see my little girl get her college degree. And there is no small amount of pride at having both of my girls have college degrees. It took me a while and a lot of angst before I got mine, which proved to be a lot easier than I thought it would. We went up to UCSB for the morning graduation, along with a friend of ours, who knew an interen who was graduating. It was drizzling and crowded but still nice set by the lagoon, which is right nect to the Pacific Ocan.

Parenthood has some really ugly moments, or at least that's been my experience. It's great to be able to savor the victories.

Monday, June 12, 2006

The farmers market

 
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Every Sunday morning I roll out of bed around 8:30-9:30 a.m. While this isn't exceptionally early by most standards, considering the fact that I stay up late and usually don't get to bed until around 3:30 a.m. or so.

But Sundays are when I have to go to Ojai for the farmers market that runs there from 9 a.m. to 1 p.m. What started as just a fun thing to do has turned into an obsession. I could go to the farmers market here in Ventura, but it's more expensive.

I have to get to Ojai -- it takes about 25 minutes up Hwy 33 from my house -- as close to opening hour as possible so I an grab all the good flowers.

I've become a bit obsessive about my flowers. I love to have scads of flowers all around the house all the time. As time goes on, I'm looking for more and more of a bang for new and colorful blooms. There's one lady there who sells bouquets during the summer. I totally love her stuff. It's very feminine, while being unusual and fun.

Then there's the Dutch guy, who, as one woman put it, is a "rock star" at the market. He sells flowers a loves to go on and on about them. I usually don't reciprocate too much because it's early and I usually haven't formed cogent enough thoughts to be able to express even the most basic sentence. So I grab flowers and wander around looking for fun stuff to cook.

It's late spring in California. This is a good time for lettuce and cold weather crops. I got some flowering broccoli and bok choy, along with my weekly lettuce. We can get cherries from a select few area orchards. The onions and garlic are looking delicious and the herbs are great.

I bought some squash blossoms this Sunday. I love to stuff them with cheese and fry them. I tried a little experiment this time. I stuffed half with a feta cheese/Mediterranean mixture and the other half with a double creme cheese from Trader Joe's. I then just fried some right up in olive oil and I dipped the others in milk and then a light coating of flour and fried those.

I learned this: the ones that weren't dipped in milk and flour kind of fell apart and became a nondescript mess. The ones dipped in flour held together quite well. I didn't salt any of them because cheese is salty. That proved to be wise, especially with the feta.

With food like this, I like to keep seasonings to a minimum and let the food taste come through. Squash blossoms have a fairly delicate flavor, so I just wanted to taste them, cheese and olive oil. The ones with the Trader Joe's cheese were the best, but the feta ones weren't so bad.

Stuffed squash blossoms
10 to 12 squash blossoms
cheese (use your favorite cheese to make these -- I prefer chevre when I'm not experimenting)
milk
flour
extra virgin olive oil
pepper

Carefully stuff blossoms with cheese. The squash blossoms are delicate so you will want to use them as soon after buying them as possible. Dip blossoms in milk and dredge (roll) them in flour.

Heat olive oil in a skillet. Fry squash blossom on medium high heat for about 2 minutes a side or until browned. If you have little squashes attacked to the blossoms, don't dredge them, just fry them until they begin to brown. Season with freshly ground pepper
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Monday, June 05, 2006

It's time to 'cue up the grill

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While it's still officially spring, unofficially it's summer and it sure has felt like summer during the past few days.

Here, in Ventura, it rarely gets really hot because we're next to the ocean and there's almost always a sea breeze. Occasionally, we get Santa Ana winds, which can be very dry and hot and can last for a few uncomfortable days of high, gusty backwards winds blowing all kinds of dust and ... stuff, from the mountains. But these usually happen at the end of the summer, rather than the beginning.

As the result of having few hot days, most Venturans don't have air conditioning. And because it always, always cools down at night, we can tough it up and get through the days when the temperatures actually rise into ... gasp! ... the 80s. Oh yeah, the pets are panting, I'm sweating and the plants are wilting. Our vet said that pets from Ventura tend to exhibit signs of heat stress way before animals living elsewhere. He kind of gets a kick out of it, noting that we've all become acclimated to comfortable temperatures, or wimps I believe was the actual term.

My buddy Kaia came over today and it was one of the few days it was warm enough to go swimming in our pool. When we bought this house, it came with an above-ground pool. It's a pretty nice pool, nothing fancy, but it's a full-size backyard pool. It costs us a small fortune to keep it running and to keep the water clean enough not to alarm the dudes who fly over our house with helicopters looking for dirty pools. Rob acted as though I was paranoid for saying this until there was one of those channel 7 or KCAL 9 or some other TV station that did a big story on dirty pools -- with pictures from helicopters -- and how they're breeding places for West Nile disease.

We've discussed getting rid of it because it's usually in the low 70s around here and too cool to swim. It's getting old too and the liner looks as though it will burst any moment. But it's a big hassle to take it down because we live so close to the ocean and you have to let all the chlorine get out of the pool before you can dump the water. Then we have to hire someone to take the whole thing away. We can probably resell the filter and pump. We've decided that we'd like to replace the pool with a hot tub, which would be a lot of fun on our chilly nights.

But today Kaia and I spent some time swimming around the pool, which was really pleasant. Then I barbecued. One of the other cool things we got with our house was a really nice brick barbecue near the back covered patio area. The barbecue has a tray that lowers and raises on which you place the coals. Unfortunately said tray has completely rusted through over the years. We've taken to using heavy duty aluminum foil to hold the coals.

A few weeks ago, I got a charcoal chimney. These are fabulous devices that allow you to light the coals without using lighter fluid. They consist of two chambers, top and bottom. The charcoal is placed in the top chamber and the bottom chamber is filled with crunched up newspaper. The metal dividing the chambers is filled with holes and there are holes on the side to fuel the flames. It's a ingenious little device.

The first time I used it, I kept the coals in until they were grey. Unfortunately the resulting heat concentrated at the bottom of the chimney actually melted the aluminum foil. I've replaced the foil with a cookie sheet, which holds the coals and can stand getting hotter than the foil can. And the cool part about using a chimney is there is no lighter fluid flavor. It's best to dump the coals out when the fire seems well established in the coals, but the top ones are still black.

Because I can adjust the height of the fire, I can create a two-level fire with no problem. This comes in handy for steaks, which should be seared on both with a high flame and then cooked with a lower flame.

We experimented with rubs today; using three different Penzey's concoctions on the meat. I also made hamburgers, which were flavored with Penzey's English Rib rub.

Cooking hamburgers on the grill is one of the most difficult things for a cook to do well, especially now when all hamburgers have to be overdone to kill any bacteria that may be lurking in our meat. It's a sad commentary that we live in a world where the can poison our meat with bacteria in filthy packing plants, and rather than solving the problem, we are all condemned to eating gray hockey pucks.

But as ridiculous as it is, we still have to do it to be safe. There is an exception. If you go to a old fashioned butcher, who grinds his/her own meat, you can be a lot more sure that the ground meat you get is safe. It may cost more and require a special trip, but it is so worth it to be able to have a medium rare hamburger again.

There are a few cardinal rules to cooking hamburger. If you follow these, you will stand a much better chance of getting heaven on a bun, or my very favorite summer food -- a grilled hamburger.

Hamburger rules
* Never, ever press down on a hamburger when you are cooking it. You are pushing out the juices and making the meat tough.
* If you want the sides of your burger to be flat, indent the burger in the middle a little bit when you form the patties. The natural tendency of the meat is to ball up as it cooks, and this combats that.
* Speaking of forming patties, form them quickly, and handle them long enough for the meat to stick together, but don't overhandle the meat or it will become tough. And always wash your hand with antibacterial soap after handling raw meat. Make sure to wash or wipe every surface you touched or the raw meat touched. And never, ever use the plate you used for the raw meat for cooked meat.
* Try to flip the burgers as few times as possible. You can see the meat cooking on the first side to get a feel for when to flip them the first time. You can judge how done they are in part by looking at the juices that come out of the burgers. If they're bloody, the meat still isn't done. A well-done burger will shrink significantly and become quite firm.
* If you notice blood on the plate, you may want to microwave the burgers for about a minute. Some people recommend doing this as a matter of course with burgers and I will do it with supermarket meat.

Sunday, May 28, 2006

Memorial Day

 
 
 
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Rob and I and the dogs enjoyed a fun, relaxing Memorial Day weekend. The weather here in Ventura was incredible, which isn't always the case because it can be foggy this time of year.

We spent a lot of time by the beach and I took a bunch of photos just for the fun of it.

Saturday, May 20, 2006

Eating healthy




First, I wanted to put some pictures of a rainbow that appeared outside our back door. We have beautiful rainbows here. I think it's because we're surrounded by hills, which hold low-hanging rain clouds when the sun comes out. We're supposed to get some rain Sunday, which is almost unheard of here in Southern California.

I'm not sure if it's because of the persistent fog that's been hugging the beaches for the past few weeks -- we went straight from rainy weather to fog and, now, back to rain. But the sun has been as scare as it's ever been sine I moved here. That and the fact the Rob and I are fighting colds, me with more success than he, has made us feel health conscious, or at least fatalistic enough to realize that we need to worry about what we eat. That's not to say that we eat fried foods when the sun is out, but gloomy days make me want comfort food -- healthy comfort food.

So I whipped up some chicken cacciatore. I love this dish. It's easy to make. Inexpensive. Healthy and tasty. I serve it with Dreamfields pasta, which cuts the effective carbs and makes pasta a great, low-fat addition to any dish. I toss the pasta with a bit of extra virgin olive oil and grated Parmesan cheese.

Chicken cacciatore

1 package of six chicken thighs
3 tablespoons canola oil
garlic powder
onion powder
pepper
1 large bell pepper coarsely chopped
1 onion coarsely chopped
1 pint mushrooms, sliced
1 large can Progresso crushed tomatoes with added puree (don't use the flavored purees)
5 bay leaves
2 tablespoons dried oregano

Heat oil in non reactive skillet or Dutch oven. Sprinkle chicken thighs with garlic and onion powders and pepper. Brown on both sides in oil. Which thighs are golden brown, add peppers, onions and mushrooms and cook until starting to soften. Drain extra oil. Add tomatoes bay leaves and oregano. Simmer, covered, for about 45 minutes. Serve with pasta.

Monday, May 08, 2006

Grand Trio of Spring or Eating Ferns

 
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I saw the ad on Epicurious and I couldn't resist. The offer was for something called the "Grand Trio of Spring" offered by Earthy Delights, http://www.earthy.com. This consisted of morel mushrooms, fiddlehead ferns and ramps.

Other women go weak in the knees for a great pair of shoes -- me, I come unglued with cool, new foods.

I'd heard of fiddlehead ferns, and had gone so far as to buy some at Whole Foods (which is incoveniently located more than 30 miles away because the demographic/marketing geniuses have decided our community isn't "upscale" enough to support a gourmet grocery -- grrrrr). But I never cooked the ferns I kind of looked at them for a few weeks and then threw them out. I was intimidated. I'd had a similar experience with morels a couple of years back. I stumbled on them at the local farmers market and bought them. But by the time I went to use them, just two days later, they had gone bad. I sometimes forget how perishable truly fresh food can be.

But these ingredients, along with the ramps -- billed as wild leeks -- piqued my interest. And in the middle of the night, when my husband wasn't around I ordered some. It turns out I'd actually pre-ordered them and it took about a month until the order was ready to ship. You had to promise to be home to receive it, or Earthy Delights wouldn't guarantee the shipment. Right now that's no problem for me.

I received my package Thursday and called some close friends and my daughter and her boyfriend over for a dinner featuring my Grand Trio of Spring. I'd already decided -- during the preceding month I'd given it a lot of thought -- that I wanted to incorporate them into a Gruyere/Parmesan souffle. I also had a bunch of artichokes from my backyard. I've made the happy discovery that artichokes thrive with neglect -- my kind of plant.

I envisioned a meal with artichokes served with various sauces -- hollandaise, and a variety of dips from Trader Joe's: Spicy pepper dip, spicy hummus, garlic hummus. I added some frozen taco appetizers from Trader Joes as a last-minute nod to Cinco de Mayo.

I invited everyone over for 8, but Kim and Dennis didn't show up until about 15 after, which is about normal for them. Rob was going to be home late and Lindsay was at the hospital watching the 16-year-old sister of a friend have a baby. I was able to serve the hors d'ouevres and chat. When Rob came home, I was able to start beating the eggs for the souffle. I had everything else ready to go. But the souffle took it's time, and it wasn't served until about 10:38 p.m.

This is such a thing with me. The food just doesn't seem to want to cook in the time allotted. Oh well, at least everyone has a good sense of humor.

The Grand Trio souffle was worth the wait and everyone loved it. Well, everyone except Rob who kept running around going, "You're going to serve people ferns???" He pretended to eat the souffle with a minimum of retching sounds, but it was a bit out of his small culinary circle of foods. Thank God for peanut butter and jelly or the man would starve to death.

To make the Gruyere/Parmesan souffle go to the April 6, post on this blog: Expanding My Horizons. Make the souffle as directed, but fold in about two cups of the sauteed ferns, mushrooms and ramps, cooled, as the last step before cooking.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Springtime in Ohio





Rob and I went to Bellbrook, Ohio, to visit our grandson, Cody. He's six weeks, and completely adorable -- the cutest little baby ever.

Okie dokie, enough proud grandparent jabbering.

We had perfect, spring weather in Ohio. It really doesn't get much nicer. But I still wanted to come home to Ventura. I lived in Ohio for 14 years and formed a rather negative view of the state as a whole and the Dayton area in particular. First, there's the crappy weather. Sure, there are a few good days. But for the most part, it's overcast, too hot or too cold.

The architecture in the area is hideous, comprising square brick homes, Tudor monstrosities or aluminum siding gothic. The people, while seemingly gracious, tend to be clannish and unaccepting, or at least this was my experience.

But Ohio in the spring is lovely. And we arrived just in time for the lilacs, which are my favorite flower. We were able to travel through the countryside, which was all bucolic and Amish. We visited my brother and sister in law with the baby at his house out in the middle of nowhere, and the scenery was as nice as it gets.We also ended up hiking on another occasion in Yellow Springs (where Dave Chappelle lives, but we didn't see him).

One of the things I enjoy doing when I visit my daughter is to make big dinners that they can freeze. The last time I was there I made pot roast and lasagna. My pot roast recipe has been perfected over the years and yields an unbelievably delicious result. Some foodies would cringe at the use of onion soup mix, but it really adds to the depth of the flavors.

Pot Roast

1 3 to 4 pound chuck roast, well marbled (you can use any inexpensive cut of meat, but the chuck works best)
1 package Lipton onion soup mix
2 tablespoons flour
Carrots, peeled (I use the pre peeled little ones)
4 stalks celery, coarsely chopped
4 turnips, peeled, and cut in half
Red potatoes, cut in half or in quarters depending on their size
4 to 5 bay leaves
1 cup red wine
2 cups water

Preheat oven to 295 degrees.
Using a Reynold's oven bag, turkey size, place roast inside along with flour and soup mix and shake. Add all the vegetables. Close bag with supplied tab and poke bag several times with a knife. Place in a roasting pan and cook in oven for about three hours, or until meat falls apart.