Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Five Links

Post format totally copped from Jeff Rient's Gameblog.

Emeril Lagasse's Chicken Marsala recipe Replace the onion powder and garlic powder in the spice mix with minced garlic and shallot (add when you cook the mushrooms) and you're good to go.

In Praise of Fast Food Not sure I'm ready to praise fast food, per se, but the industrial food revolution has been good for us in a lot of ways. I want high quality processed food that makes my life easier while still being food.

L.A. schools' healthful lunch menu panned by students. The key here is the third paragraph from the bottom.

Oven-Fried Sriracha Chicken Incredibly good.

Vegetarian Eating in the Land of Iceberg Lettuce A New York vegetarian moves to Kansas. 

Friday, January 6, 2012

Garlic

“Tomatoes and oregano make it Italian; wine and tarragon make it French. Sour cream makes it Russian; lemon and cinnamon make it Greek. Soy sauce makes it Chinese; garlic makes it good.” -- Alice May Brock

I couldn't live without garlic. Garlic, olive oil, salt, pepper. Those are the foundations of my home cooking, and garlic is my favorite, although it's probably the least important out of the four. But damn, is it delicious. I know people who cook without garlic, but I don't understand them.

Garlic is largely what got me into cooking-- real cooking, the way I do it now. Mark Bittman's Pan Sauce recipe, which begins with an aromatic vegetable, sauteed in fat or oil, then add a little salt and pepper and a little flavorful liquid. (Usually, but not always, an acid.) That's the beginning of most of what I do in the kitchen, that's the beginning of almost every meal that's based on what I have in the house, rather than a recipe and a grocery trip. Discovering that, and mastering garlic, dramatically expanded the range and power of my kitchenosity. 

Usually garlic is the foundation of a dish, rather than a centerpiece, but sometimes, man, I should want some barely crisp, chewy, browned-until-sweet garlic, and whatever it's on is just the delivery mechanism. My mom has a recipe for shrimp with fried garlic (which I really need to get for myself) but I make pasta.

Linguine with Garlic
5-6 cloves of garlic, crushed or roughly chopped
1/4 lb. of linguine (or other pasta, but linguine is ideal)
2 tbs olive oil
salt & pepper

1. Bring a pot of water to a boil and salt it. Cook the pasta 6-8 minutes, or until chewy. (al dente!)
2. Put the oil in a frying pan on medium heat. Saute the garlic until it begins to brown. Add a pinch of salt and a few grinds of pepper.
3. Toss oil and pasta together. Serve. 

Variation: Linguine with Fried Eggs
As the garlic softens, break 2 (or more, when I'm really hungry) eggs into the pan and fry them in oil until the white is hard but the yolk is still runny. Break up the egg some as you toss it together with the pasta; the yolk and top of the white will finish cooking in the heat of the pasta and oil, and create a delicious, creamy sauce.

The non-egg version is actually new for me. I picked up Spaghetti with Fried Eggs in college, made it a bunch, and eventually determined that I really needed to leave the garlic in the final product. And add more garlic. A lot more.

Just garlic is another lesson I learned from Bittman, and it is a delicious lesson indeed. He adds chiles and a few other spices, and while I'm sure that's delicious, garlic, olive oil, and boxed pasta are the things that I always have in the house (in great, Costco-provided quantity!) so that's what I go for when I really need some cheap, easy comfort food.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Wheat Thins

So it turns out that it's godawful hard to find crackers that actually have fiber in them. They go on and on about how they're "whole grain" and "multi-grain" and "made with seven seeds and nuts" but as far as I can tell if the box itself doesn't say "Fiber" it's all useless. Wheat Thins Fiber Selects are pretty good, though. 6 grams of dietary fiber per 13 piece serving doesn't make them a nutritional powerhouse by any means, but they're easy and keep well, which makes them a good work lunch option, and they beat out a lot of the contenders in that category.

I eat them with cashew butter, which I just discovered, and is delicious. I always hated peanut butter as a kid, and still do, but I wanted to add another source of vegetable protein to my diet, above and beyond legumes and grains. That means nuts. Me being me, that means wandering around the grocery aisles where nuts be and picking out some random things that I have some vague notion will be delicious or am otherwise curious about. Curiosity, in this case, very much rewarded.

All talk of grams and servings aside, I actually try not to pay too much attention to nutritional information. I do, somewhat obsessively-- I'm the only person I know who regularly reads nutritional labels and ingredient lists-- but I try. Compulsions notwithstanding, I don't think it's that useful. I've only flipped through In Defense of Food, but the idea, from there, that food is about more than its parts, and that we don't fully understand what's in food or why we need it, has stuck with me.

In particular, I suspect that modern nutrition's attitude towards fat and towards types of fat is deeply misguided. Odds are good that the sodium scare is problematic as well. To the degree that increased fat content makes food more calorie dense, and proportionately less nutrient dense, well, obviously that's problematic. But I'm still interested in cooking with lard-- because I suspect it's not any "worse" than the mechanical concoction that is vegetable shortening, and on the occasions that I eat fried food, or pastry, why not?

So I try not to obsess over the numbers. Eating food that's as colorful, plant-based, and unprocessed as I can is more important. (Nutritionally, anyway. Tastiness is, as ever, key.) I don't always succeed, because numbers are so dang fun. And fiber is important. It's only recently that I've realized how big a difference getting enough fiber makes to the way I feel, and just how much fiber is "enough." So when I'm going to be eating crackers or pasta or otherwise boxed, packaged grain type food anyway, I do check that number.

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Sweet Potatoes

I love sweet potatoes. Especially compared to regular potatoes-- not bad, but not particularly inspiring, either. My life has been immeasurably better since I discovered sweet potato fries. The vegetable helps a lot with my number one guiding rule of nutrition-- the more colorful, the better.

Baked sweet potatoes, though, don't do a whole lot for me. They're not bad on occasion, but I kind of lost the taste for them after a few too many Baked Potato Wednesdays at my college cafeteria. They were one of a number of foods there that were much better in concept than execution, at least execution repeated interminably. Part of the problem was that there was a period where sweet potatoes were one of the few things I ate at the caf. After a few weeks of a diet based on cottage cheese, sweet potatoes, white toast, and apple sauce, all the components start to lose their interests.

So I roast them. Not much harder, and I think far more tasty. My recipe goes like this:
1 onion (yellow, white, or sweet)
1 sweet potato
1 tsp olive oil
salt & freshly ground black pepper 
Preheat the oven to 425 degrees. Cut the onion and the sweet potato up into 1 inch cubes. Peel the potato if you like, but it's not necessary. Toss with olive oil, salt, and black pepper, then spread out on a baking pan, or any flat, oven-proof dish. Bake for 30-40 minutes. Serve with a squeeze of lime or lemon juice. 
Serves 1. Multiply ingredients as necessary.
Foxboy, of course, feels strongly that these should be sprinkled with chili powder, "or cumin." I'm perfectly happy with the dish as presented. Last Friday, dinner was this and a baked beet, and it was excellent.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

How to Cook Everything

Okay, I can't help you there. But Mark Bittman can-- and he will. If you're involved in food online at all, you probably already know about the dude. He has a column in the New York Times, and he's a bit of an activist, both about cooking itself and food politics in general. If you're interested in that sort of thing, he talks about his politics a fair amount on his personal blog, in between delicious recipes.

Me, I'm often surprised by how much I disagree with Bittman when it comes to food politics. I do strongly believe that veggie-as-main-dish, meat-as-side-dish is the best way to eat, for health and sanity reasons as much as anything else, and I'm as anti-farm subsidy as you can get. But I don't think that food advertising is magical brainwashing, I'm not convinced that local food is the be-all and end-all of responsible eating, (though I do believe that it, and its partner seasonality, is the beginning of fun and delicious eating), I'm not exactly a global warming evangelist, and I don't think that there's a strong justification for tax-based social engineering aimed at modifying our diets. (For one thing, no, junk food isn't cheaper. Note the byline, and be amused.)

None of that stops me for having tremendous respect in, and appreciation for, the man's food philosophy. Because he and How to Cook Everything very much have one, and I admire that in a cookbook.

How to Cook Everything is part reference book, and part sermon on the fundamentals of cooking. Its focus is on simple ingredients, simple techniques, and improvisational cooking, and on mastery of certain core recipes that form the foundations of a varied repertoire. When I want to cook an ingredient I've never used before, and need to know how to store it, how long it'll keep, and what the best way to prepare it is, this is where I go.

It fits my cooking style, and my cooking needs. I've done a lot of cooking in the past year and a half, since coming into possession of a food budget for the first time my senior year of college, and into the responsibility of running a single-person household now that I'm out of it, but I'm constantly struck by how little I still know about cooking. I know far more than my generational peers, sure, but I've still never baked a pie, roasted a turkey, or cooked broccoli. My repertoire of dependable, look-ma-no-hands staple recipes has only recently required more than two hands of fingers to count.

Building that repertoire is really what I'm focused on right now, and How to Cook Everything is an excellent tool. It's organized around the basic, fast, easy recipes that Mark Bittman believes should form the foundation of everyday cooking (and, for the most part, I agree with him), and since it's so focused on building blocks and variation (many recipes include several similar but alternative preparations, and the discussion of every ingredient notes acceptable substitutes), every new recipe I learn from the book expands the true number of dishes I can prepare several fold.

Monday, December 19, 2011

Black Beans

I'm finally starting to get the hang of beans-- hopefully in general, although lately it's been black beans specifically. I had a somewhat ill-fated adventure with Mark Bittman's Quick Soak method in October. They came out okay, not great. I made some foxboy-spicy bean burgers with them, froze the rest, and unthawed them just in time to make some disastrous pre-business travel burritos. (With melted white cheddar cheese that smelled sour and awful.) I never ate the burritos, and never did get around to eating the rest of the beans.

I knew I wanted to try the experiment again-- but I was hesitant. My rational, healthy food, cheap living brain knew it was a good idea. All that was standing in the way was the amount of time and preparation it'd take. I'm not always real great about thinking ahead, I told myself. I procrastinate. I'm busy. Maybe I should just give up and stick to canned beans? That would be more convenient.

This was all nonsense, of course. I'll do a lot of work and spend a lot of time to make, get, and eat food that I like. My food-brain just wasn't convinced that those black beans were going to be tasty enough to be worth spending even my usual evening's half an hour on. My main experience with black beans outside of that adventure was as a Baja Fresh side, where they were okay but not anything I'd go out of my way to eat. The evidence on black beans in general wasn't good.

But I gave it another shot, and man oh man, am I glad I tried them again. I've got half a pot of Black Beans and Rice, Spanish Style sitting in my fridge, and I'm positively excited about finding ways to use the rest of the pound of black beans I cooked at the same time. Black Beans with Orange (well, tangerine, since that what I have) and Beer Glazed Black Beans are at the top of my list, although I suspect it won't be long before I'm as confident at improvising my own variations on those basic How to Cook Everything templates as I am in the realm of simple pasta sauce.

In particular, the thing I appreciate about the Spanish Style black beans is that you cook the beans and the rice all in the same pot. Rice is another thing I don't make as much as I could due to misalignment of the work/tastiness ratio-- the dry grains get everywhere, and somehow it always manages to crust the bottom of the pan in a way that's a godawful pain to clean up. I don't crave it the way I crave noodles or biscuits or good bread, so that's what I tend to reach for. The only reason I'm as fastidious about keeping rice (Thai jasmine, almost always) in the house as I am is that foxboy likes it. I cook for myself more often, but I cook more for foxboy than myself.

For beans, though, there's no better pair than rice. It's fluffy and chewy where the beans are dense and moist, and it soaks up all that good bean cooking liquid. Being able to just drop rice into the bean pot and bake it for a while fixes the clean-up problem, and I'm definitely looking forward to taking advantage of that now-rebalanced work/tastiness ratio.

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Salmon Cakes

I've been making these salmon cakes lately that really impress my roommates. "How did you make that so fast?" they ask. Answer being either "I'm a kitchen genius" or "they're stupidly easy." Pick one.

The basic recipe requires:
1 can of salmon
1 egg
1/4 cup of breadcrumps (approx)
butter
vegetable oil

(Also pictured below is a variation on spaghetti with fried eggs that I've been making a lot lately too, for similar reasons.)

Beat the egg. Mix it up with the salmon and the breadcrumbs in a small bowl. You really just need enough breadcrumbs to get it to hold together into a cake when you shape it with your hands. I've discovered that if it's still fairly round when I put it into the pan and I try to press it flat it often cracks and comes apart a bit but it's still perfectly edible.

Fry the cake(s, since there's no reason you can't make more than one at the same time, if you have a big enough pan) in a mixture of half butter, half vegetable oil for a few minutes, until it starts to brown, then flip it and brown the other side. And you're done.



I usually also add:
dash of dried dill
1/4 onion, chopped and sauteed

The first time I made it I didn't have dill so I used ground clove instead, which was interesting. Tasty, but I use clove enough in other things that I don't feel the need to repeat the experiment.

This recipe is fairly eye-balled because I got it from my mom, who got it from her grandmother, who adapted it from something called "salmon loaf" that I've never personally been exposed to. I brought it with me to college because it's so fast, it's tasty, a cheap way to eat salmon, and I can make it out of things I pretty much always have around anyway. Along with frozen peas, it's my go-to "I don't feel like going to the grocery store today after all" dinner.