One of my favorite things about cooking is venturing outside of my comfort zone. There are foods that my tongue simply refuses to acknowledge as tasty such as eggplant and spinach. Luckily for my culinary skills my husband does like those foods, but this isn’t Iron Chef so I season and experiment but never taste. He seems happy about the flavors, which is about the best I can hope for, so I think I’ve done a decent job so far.
That brings me to one of my biggest culinary loves; pizza. I’m not talking about the crap that passes for pizza in the frozen section of the grocery store because let’s be honest, that is only acceptable after a long night of partying or for college students. Otherwise it is a disgrace. No, I’m talking about making your own dough, kneading it until your muscles burn and watching (okay squealing) with delight when the dough begins to rise. This is the kind of pizza that gets my mouth watering. Continue reading Mediterranean Pizza
In my recently rediscovered love of all things whole fish I decided to give sardines a try. I mean, I’ve had sardines before but usually of the canned and packed in oil variety, but I’ve never had the actual fish in all its bony glory. So when I spotted these babies in the frozen section—not fresh but since I’ve no experience with them I figured it was good enough—I snatched’em right up. Continue reading Mediterranean Sardines & Herbed Bulgur
If I were marooned on an island with Brad Pitt, okay the Brad Pitt part isn’t necessary but it’s my island fantasy and why not have my childhood (fine! adult crush too) crush there with me?
Anyway…alone on an island with Brad Pitt. The only thing I’d need other than his masculine goodness is…potatoes. It doesn’t really matter the form: hashbrowns, home fries, mashed, chips (with malt vinegar), wedges (with ketchup), baked or twice baked. I love them and I could eat them every day if they weren’t so starchy.
So it was that time again, for me to get my potato fix and I decided to go with some delicious whipped potatoes. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE mashed potatoes but there’s something about adding butter and lactose free milk to potatoes and whipping them up with a mixer. They get so fluffy and creamy that when I’m done I feel like my father-in-law who’s compliment after a good meal is “there’s not enough!” Continue reading Buttery Whipped Rosemary Potatoes