
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Maybe my best creation EVA: Mojito Carrots

Sunday, December 13, 2009
Vinegary Stove-top Pot Roast
The result was a very Italian-like taste. I'd already made mashed potatoes to go with it, but I think it would be outstanding with a creamy parmesan polenta (I might even make some to go with the leftovers now...).
1 3-4 pound cross rib roast or other pot roasty type roast
1 white onion
1 yellow onion
4 cloves garlic
3/4 cup apple cider vinegar
1/2 cup balsamic vinegar
a bunch of fresh chives
3 stalks celery
2 orange bell peppers
2 cans of diced fire roasted tomatoes
4 carrots
about a pound of crimini mushrooms, quartered
1 tbsp concentrated tomato paste (the kind that comes in a tube)
1 tsp celery seed
1 tsp coriander
2 bay leaves
about 2 cups or so of water or broth
oil or fat for browning (I used bacon grease)
salt and black pepper
In a large pot or dutch oven, brown all sides of the meat in oil or grease. Take meat out of the pot and set aside on a large plate.
Add all vegetables except for the cans of tomatoes to the now meaty oil and saute until soft. Add all other ingredients except for the water.
Add the roast back into the pot. Add enough water or broth to make sure the meat is submerged in liquid. Bring pot to a boil. Reduce heat to medium low and cover. Cook that way for at least 4 hours, or until the meat easily falls apart with a fork and the house smells really good. For about the last hour or so, turn the heat up to medium high and cook uncovered to ensure all excess liquid cooks off.
You can then either tear all of the meat apart with a fork or serve as a whole roast.
Serve over something hot and starchy and creamy.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Bacon Tostadas. Yep, that's what she said.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Warm & Orange: Beta Sweet Potato Hash

Monday, November 30, 2009
Rethinking Trash: Greens stems in bacon grease

Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Bacon Popcorn

Sunshine Brined Turkey

Sunday, November 22, 2009
A Thanksgiving everyone can equally get down and grub on

Pumpkin Hummus with chips and red pepper strips
So long soy milk?
Most horrifically included in this story was this little blurb:
"While there was much news about the American Heart Association endorsing soy in 2000, there was little attention given when the AHA changed its mind and quietly withdrew its pro-soy claims in 2006". Whoa...I must have been watching a satisfying repeat episode of "The Nanny" (how dare you judge me....) instead of dutifully watching the news the day that news came out.
Yes, I will keep eating my chocolate mousse right now, I'm just going to fret about it. A lot.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Feenin For: Trader Joe's Jasmine Pearls green tea
Ahem - from the learned likes of Urban Dictionary:
feening
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To contain a strong desire for something that satisfies something deep inside, typically a bad habit. Usually tends to be either drugs, cigarettes or chinese food.
At 3:30 AM I was feening Grand Chau Chow, because "the salty crispy shrimp is real finger-lickin but they also have the best sesame chicken!"
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What better way to describe that feeling of wanting your new foodish love thing?
Right now I am feenin for... ("feeeeennnaaaaann...")
Trader Joe's Jasmine Pearls green tea!
Wow - this stuff makes an amazing cup of tea. Almost overly floral, but in a great way and I love that it's more jasminey and not super matchay. That jasmine scented steam rising from the cup and collaborates and shit with your nose and really awesome things happen. (that is not the way that the Fearless Flyer would have described it, of course, but what-ev-a...) I've added bags to my bath and steeped myself - awesome.
And I'm planning on using it as a base for cupcakes....
From Campbell's Cream of Mushroom soup to a puree of local wild mushooms

But, although I would like to proudly say that my life has moved from the first to the second in a very evolved way, the dirty truth is that I would probably mix the fancy mushroom stuff with the "nasty" (hey-don't judge. we don't judge here. except for the shit that we judge...) stuff and do so with delight and enjoy every bite. (ooh - over mashed potatoes. no - chevre mashed potatoes, because even though I still can't pronounce that crap properly, it is amazing. dude - why am I even here typing instead of making that right now? )
So what does all of this fungal babble say about me? That I'm hella conflicted - conflicted as a mofo. I live in an age where I know, truly know with all sense of intellect, that most of the food joys of my childhood - from McDonald's all the way down to corn burritos at the Foster Freeze AND the soup and a whole bunch of other crap that I would love to eat every damned day - is FUCKED UP. Like really fucked up.
So fucked up that I had to have my gall bladder removed earlier this year. I mean, hell, you only even GET so many organs, so losing one is really not that cute.... meaning I'm constantly trying to walk a line between gluttony and something like veganism - which ends up making me want a bacon covered tofu dog or something, which is not helpful at all really.
So I guess this babble all collected will be my personal food manifesto - my foodiefesto - a gathering of lust for food past that I will sometimes consummate, lust for food present as I wander the glorified halls of my new fancy mega Whole Foods http://www.chicagotribune.com/features/food/chi-0520-whole-foodsmay20,0,7310357.story and lament for...I don't know, I bunch of shit - remember, I said I was conflicted. I currently lament that my child is dope-like hooked on Vitner's nuclearly hot crunchy "kurls"...