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Date Night Report: Excuse me, waiter, there’s an a%# in my soup.

January 30th, 2010

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Laura {not the Mothering art director, a different Laura–since I guess it needs clarification, haha} and I had an absolutely perfect dinner at Farina on Central (in Albuquerque) last night. It started with a chopped vegetable salad to share (great value) and then we moved on to a melanzane (eggplant) brick oven pizza. You know the kind. Thin crust, almost gossamer bubbling cheese, zingy yet subtle sauce and perfectly done eggplant. Accompanied by a bottle of A Mano zinfandel for twenty-something bucks, and a shared affogato for dessert (they dump a shot of espresso over gelato. Melty, creamy, coexisting with bitter and hot…until they become some kind of fusion that exceeds the sum of its properties–or they would if Laura and I let it get to that point.

Sometime after the pizza eating had begun, an unfortunate element made its presence known at our table. A butt.

A man’s butt, to be exact, draped in a sort of summer-weight, micro-houndstooth blazer, with a bit of sheen to the fabric.

I understand that he was one of the people standing around waiting for a table. He was with some gal, and they were enthusiastic in each other’s presence. But there was PLENTY of room, big gaping spots of room in the standing room section, and he didn’t need to have his butt cheeks suspended over our previously unbesmirched eggplant pizza. I looked at Laura. She looked at me. I made my first assay at taking back my space–I did a sort of “accidental” lunge where my elbow connected with his person.

Nothing. Maybe he thought his lady friend goosed him.

I tapped him on the arm.

Still nothing. Maybe he thought it was part of the cascade of physicality going on with his date.

I tapped him again, harder, and said “Excuse me,” my best Suzie Cream Cheese smile plastered on my face.

He finally turned to me.

“Can you just scoot over a little bit, mmkaythanks?!”

He said, “Oh. Sorry.” In a not sorry voice (Moms know the not sorry voice), and moved away.

The octogenarian couple (also their date night) next to us nodded in approval. “Good for you!” the woman said. They know the value of protecting date night.


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Homemade ketchup recipe from Peas of Mind

November 4th, 2009

I just got this awesome recipe from Tami at Peas of Mind, a company that makes healthy frozen vegetable fries, among other things.

When I was growing up, it was a big joke that ketchup was considered a vegetable by the Reagan administration. However, this ketchup recipe is indeed made up of vegetables, along with seasonings. My kids go through a ton of it, which makes me feel better about forgetting to stick something green on their plates now and then.

Rustic Homemade Ketchup

½ a large onion, red or white, diced, about 1 cup

1 teaspoons olive oil

½ teaspoons salt

2 lbs tomatoes, preferably Roma, chopped (about 5.5 cups), 10-12 count

Small pinch of ground cloves

Pinch of black pepper

2 tablespoons tomato paste

4 teaspoons brown sugar

3 tablespoons white wine vinegar

In a large skillet or sauté pan over medium heat, sauté the onion with the oil and ¼ teaspoon of the salt until the onion becomes soft, translucent and is just starting to brown, 8-10 minutes. Add the tomatoes, cloves, black pepper and remaining ¼ teaspoon of salt and stir to combine. Turn the heat up to high, cover and bring to a boil.

Once it’s boiling, remove the lid and boil the mixture on medium-high for 12-15 minutes, stirring about once per minute to avoid scorching. The mixture should have lost a good bit of moisture and become sticky on the surface of the pan. If not, continue cooking.

When the liquid has reduced and the mixture is sticky, turn off the heat. Add the tomato paste, brown sugar and vinegar and stir thoroughly to combine. If using whole cloves, fish them out.

Puree in a food processor or blender for at least 2 minutes and you have ketchup!

Refrigerate in an airtight container for up to seven days or freeze.


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On the menu

October 6th, 2009

After an extended period of zero interest in making edible things in the kitchen, my cooking mojo came back just as Mercury emerged from retrograde (and what a doozie that was). I made a sort of freehand pea soup, Galician Garbanzo soup (Mollie Katzen recipe), and West African Peanut Chicken. And then on the sweet side: Cathe Olson’s applesauce cake recently featured on Mothering.com, peanut butter biscuits for the doggies, and CINNAMON ROLLS. The cinnamon roll recipe came from the new Sur La Table cookbook Baking Kids Love by Cindy Mushet.

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I have had fear of Things Not Rising for over ten years, ever since I geared up to make bread and ended up with a flat glob (bum packet of yeast). I felt emboldened by the fact that it was a book geared toward kids. Even still, Sunday, everyone dealt with my low-level anxiety.

“Is it foaming? Is it foamy? Is it as foamy as the foam in this photograph?” It was. It worked! The dough (same recipe as bread dough in that book) rose, and rose again in the form of beautiful cinnamon and brown sugar stuffed pinwheels. I gave the kids chunks of dough to play with and knead. They were so psyched.

There was waiting involved–the first rise, and then the second one, and then the actual baking period…and an abbreviated cooling period. Luckily we were futzing around the house anyway…football on in one bedroom, Honorée and her friend playing dress-up in another one, Nathaniel on the couch with Laura and me, checking out a pictorial history of Paris. He was delighted to see an illustration of someone going to the bathroom in a more than semi-public bath, back in the Middle Ages. He is such a fan of peeing al fresco.

We passed on the powdered sugar glaze…the rolls were just perfect the way they were. So now I’m thinking about making the shepherd’s bread my mom used to make when I was little…and pizza dough…and I want to experiment with gluten-free bread doughs that supposedly approach the yumminess of oft-problematic wheat.

Speaking of childhood recipes, my friend Ziggie asked me if I had a pot roast recipe this morning, and I do. It’s my Grandma Marie’s pot roast recipe:

http://www.mothering.com/recipes/grandma-maries-pot-roast


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chicken, little

February 12th, 2009

So, I’ve really been trying to stretch my grocery dollar. I can be guilty of spending more on recipe ingredients than I would on going out to a restaurant. Lately I’ve been trying to see how little I can spend, and I’ve even come back to clipping an old college love, coupons. 

Lately, I buy one package of boneless chicken thighs and make two dinners out of them. You can also use chicken breasts, or tofu. I know chicken breasts are more popular, but I prefer the moistness and tenderness of dark meat.

Saturday, we braised the chicken in a mixture of chicken broth and a can of diced tomatoes, with liberal use of dried basil, oregano, and black pepper. We ate it over brown basmati rice with wilted baby spinach, yum!

Sunday, we marinated the chicken in a mixture of peanut butter, soy sauce, green onions, chicken broth, and lemon juice. Then, we braised the chicken in the sauce and had it over jasmine rice with…the rest of the spinach. 

The week before, we had chicken breasts provencale-style, with roasted onions, olives, and roasted fresh tomatoes, with lots of garlic and broth…over barley, with baby green salad on the side.

I imagine I will get sick of chicken breasts at some point, but I’m not looking forward to that day.


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feel like making quinoa!

January 8th, 2009

what are your favorite recipes?


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Yes, the turkey does fit in the roasting pan, honey.

November 25th, 2008

I’ve redeemed myself, I think, by making pancakes for dinner. I am very popular right now. The kids got to festoon them with whipped cream and maple syrup. I also made them Arthur mac n cheese. I was crankymom before that, demanding that they keep their bedroom from turning into a disaster zone before the holiday. We actually made some progress with thinning out their dense toy stashes–they agreed to let me put many of them in a big sack in the garage. Not to donate them, mind you. But meanwhile, lately Goodwill doesn’t even want kids’ toys, nor did the other thrift shop that I tried. What do you do? I imagine a shelter, maybe? I think things have gotten a lot more complicated since unsafe toys were outed.

So here’s my Thanksgiving menu:

Spinach, red pepper, goat cheese, pinon nut salad
Pancetta-Sage Turkey with Pancetta-Sage Gravy
Artichoke, Sausage, And Parmesan Cheese Stuffing
Chestnut, Bacon, Dried Apple, And Corn Bread Dressing
Sesame-Onion Crescent Rolls
Green Bean Casserole (you know the one–fried onions on top)
Mashed Potatoes
Baked Sweet Potato Wedges
Apple Streusel Pie

People are also bringing crudité, a pumpkin pie, pumpkin cheesecake, a parsnip casserole, and bevvies.

We’re hosting 14 peeps, including four kids. Two people are only coming for “tea and pudding,” and those would be the British ones. I love British-isms.

I am seriously feeling cowed by it all, but I know it will come together. Finding fresh sage in a store would be helpful. I need 4 packages.


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Halloween Choco-loot

October 28th, 2008

I had a mad craving and ran over to the Chocolatesmith, the Mothering office’s nearest and dearest den of vice: www.chocolatesmith.com. Yes, them. They are our Second Street Studios neighbors. I totally gobbled up a dark chocolate-covered peanut butter mini bar…which reminds me of last year, when I bought a bag of Reese’s Peanut Butter cups as Halloween giveaway candy…because I didn’t like them and wouldn’t eat any. Well, guess what? I put them in the freezer to keep them fresh-ish, and one PMSy night I ate one. Well, I realized I liked frozen peanut butter cups…and so here I am, celebrating that anniversary of sorts. 

Yesterday I bought a bag of mini Snickers, because they totally gag me. I mean, no doubt. And I am not even going to try them. Just in case. 

Hey, if you are wondering about my other favorite organic chocolate source, it’s Sjaaks. I love their wee chocolate-covered peanut butter bites…and so did the entire Mothering office! The ones who aren’t into the PB thing dug the orange-flavored dark chocolate. 


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addictive salad

October 10th, 2008

Everyone’s been loving it. I’m not exactly a big salad person, but I eat this one as if it’s a big bowl of ziti. Incidentally, it tastes great with ziti. Or Shirl’s lasagna (which is made with artichoke pasta, divine).  

Spinach, Roasted Red Pepper, Goat Cheese and Pinon Nut Salad (with optional chicken)

Big bag o’ spinach

jar of roasted red peppers, drained and sliced

(a nice extra: a caramelized roasted onion) 

2 T. crumbled goat cheese

handful of pinon nuts (preferably toasted)

just-cooked chicken tenderloins (about 1/4 lb)

1 T. each of balsamic vinegar and olive oil

squirt of honey or agave nectar

Make the dressing: put both the olive oil and balsamic in a small bowl, add the honey or nectar, and briskly whisk with a fork.

Add it to the spinach and toss. Add the cheese, nuts, chicken, and peppers, and give it all a good stir. It can work as a meal or a side, depending on the portion.


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if (x) mad dash to the health food store

October 10th, 2008

where x = (I was overcome and found myself on a)

then y = seventy-some bucks deducted from my checking account, and z=satisfaction that comes from eating the foods that make my kapha-pitta body sing.

I have been so bad over the last few months. I am old enough to know that if I eat certain foods, my body purrs like a performance machine. If I eat certain other ones, I am a bloated, backfiring jalopy. Wheat is not my friend. My body loves iron, but if I have more than a little beef, I get all backed up. Cheese? Definitely not the kind that melts in burritos. One spoon of sour cream or ice cream can shut me down instantaneously. But it’s not lactose intolerance across the board. I’m actually more okay with say, a shmear of Brillat- Savarin or St. André than shredded bag cheddar. I could go on and on. Anyway, I’m doing a bit of a “I give up, you’re right, I want to come home to you, black beans, red lentils, chard, kale, acorn squash, eggs and millet toast…” because I want to feel awesome again. Not logy and puffy!

I’m refocusing on ayurvedic guidelines for my kapha-pitta constitution, but also kind of checking out the eating by blood type thing…very loosely…as soon as I feel like something is too restrictive and limiting, I’m so turned off. But, happily, most of the foods on my ayurvedic list are the ones I like best, and the no-nos are the ones I can do without, but once told myself I should like, because my parents did, or because, like olives, they seemed sophisticated (and I do like olives, after I got over the initial ick–especially Nicoise olives. But I digress). 

So, long story short, I ate millet and red lentils (with shallots and broccoli) last night, and some steamed acorn squash. I have chard in the fridge, as well as a new jar of Udo’s Blend Healthy Fast Food. According to my blood type guideline, I’d be best off as a vegetarian, and to be honest, I am not feeling much need for meat, chicken, fish at the moment…it’ll be there. For breakfast, I had an egg poached in Imagine Bistro black bean bisque, with millet bread toast, and spicy roasted pumpkin seeds sprinkled on top. 

The paradigm shift: Laura and I were at Annapurna Wednesday night, and I ordered the special, half a roasted acorn squash loaded up with kitchari, with vegan gravy on the side. Total earthy autumn yum. 

The kids are doing extemporaneous yoga in the hallway. Honorée needs to work on her yoga teacher affect…she’s being a bit of a terror. Must intervene.


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cupcakes!

September 25th, 2008

Here’s my daughter and her birthday cupcakes. She’s the one in pink.


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