Creamy Cauliflower and Ham

Cauliflower and I have a tricky relationship. It's in the cabbage family, and I pretty much hate anything that even remotely resembles cabbage. In fact, raw cauliflower smells almost exactly like cabbage to me . (And don't get me started on cole slaw. Cabbage and mayonnaise together? Just try and tell me that's not some kind of torture from a 3rd world country. Force me to eat that and I'll tell you anything you want to know.*  Seriously: is mayonnaise even made from ingredients found naturally in this world?).

*To the people who give me the security clearance that allows me to keep my job: JUST KIDDING! I would totally eat cole slaw! 

But a few years ago, my mother-in-law made some cauliflower roasted with Parmesan and garlic. I ate a little to be polite and discovered that roasted cauliflower does not taste like rotten cabbage soup, which is what I had always kind of assumed cauliflower tasted like. In fact, I went back for seconds.

I promptly flew home and bought myself a head of cauliflower, determined to make the deliciousness for myself. But when I unwrapped the cauliflower and THAT SMELL hit me, I chickened out. She must have had some special West-Coast-Non-Smelling-of-Grossness Cauliflower variety that is not available in the Deep South, because EWWW, that smell was not going away. I gave the cauliflower to my sister.

But then! Then a roasted cauliflower puree came as a "layer" in some overly fancy dish I ordered in some over priced restaurant somewhere. And I was hooked again. I decided I was going to learn how to roast me some cauliflower, even if it meant I had to wear a bacon scented handkerchief to get through it.

And get through it I did. I still don't roast cauliflower often, but that's mostly because a head of cauliflower is more than enough for two people, and let's just say The Professor does not pull his weight when I cook vast amounts of vegetables. Especially when I've had to pull out a bacon scented handkerchief to do it, because then all he wants is bacon.

All of that is to say that I roasted a head of cauliflower last weekend, and since there was only me eating it...I had some leftovers.  I had bookmarked this recipe from Kalyn's Kitchen awhile ago, and thought it would just fit the bill. And it did. Oh my goodness, this is even better. It's not one of those "Please pretend this is mashed potatoes" recipes; It's just a creamy, slightly salty, delightfully addictive bowl of goodness.

I made a few adjustments to the original recipe to use what I had on hand*; either way this dish is amazing. And since The Professor is out of town, it is all mine. And that's what I call planning ahead.

Holy cow this is a crappy picture. Go look at Kalyn's instead.
Ingredients:

• 1 head of cauliflower, chopped up
• 1/2 Tbsp Extra Virgin Olive Oil
• 1 tsp dried oregano
• 6 oz. Laughing Cow Cream Cheese spread (That's one container - This is what I had in the fridge) 
• 1/2 cup fat-free Greek yogurt  
• 2 Tbsp grated Asiago cheese
• fresh ground black pepper to taste
• 1 cup Canadian Bacon, diced
• 3/4 cup grated low fat Colby Jack

Preheat the oven to 350F.

Toss Cauliflower with olive oil and oregano; bake for 30 minutes or until soft.

Mix cream cheese, yogurt, asiago and black pepper together in an oven-proof bowl.  Add Cauliflower and mash to combine all the ingredients.

Stir in the Canadian bacon and top with Colby Jack.

Bake for 30 minutes, until it is completely hot and bubbly.

*My changes: roasted cauliflower instead of boiled; Laughing Cow instead of cream cheese; Asiago instead of Parmesan; Canadian Bacon instead of ham.

Potato cakes

My brother mentioned on Thanksgiving that I have a food blog, and oh maybe I'd like to do something with it sometime soon? He wouldn't take my lack of camera batteries as an excuse, so this is for him. Fried food for you, little brother!

For some reason, I thought that 3 pounds of potatoes for 5 people on Thanksgiving sounded like a reasonable amount. And it might have been, if I only served mashed potatoes. But I went and loaded the menu up with 64 different carbs, rendering the mashed potatoes an overkill. A delicious overkill, but overkill nonetheless.

And because my mashed potatoes are not unhealthy enough - hello butter and half-and-half, loves of my life - I decided to fry the leftovers. Hello clogged arteries!

These were really good, though. Possibly even worth the inevitable heart attack. I got 10 little cakes out of this recipe

2 cups cold mashed potatoes
1 egg, beaten
1/2 cup shredded cheese
2 Tbsp flour, + dredging
butter/oil for frying
salt

Heat your butter and/or oil in a skillet over medium high heat.

Put the potatoes, egg, cheese and 2 Tbsp flour in a bowl and mix until combined.

Form into small cakes - about the size of a sausage patty.

Dredge the cakes lightly in flour and put them into the hot oil. Cook until browned, then flip - about 4-5 minutes per side.

Drain on a towel, and sprinkle with salt while hot.

And just for my little brother, here's a Crappy Cell Phone snap of the little wonders:



Notes: The potatoes need to be cold or the cakes won't hold together very well.
Use butter or oil or mix it up. I used half butter and half canola oil.
If you make these too big, they'll fall apart when you flip them.
I think adding a little hot sauce would be awesome, but then The Professor would accuse me of trying to kill him. So I skipped the hot sauce.

Peach Butter Banana Bread

A few weeks ago, I scored a bunch of cheap peaches - and by "bunch", I mean 8 pounds, which is roughly 4 times the amount of peaches ever seen in my kitchen before. When The Professor saw me come in from the farmer's market, he groaned. All he could see in his future was a mound of dirty pots, pans and utensils that would spill out of the sink and onto every available work surface. He also saw in his future a prolonged period of time in which he would not be welcome in the kitchen - he has a miraculous ability to always be in the spot to which I am moving - and this made him sad, with all of the food being in the kitchen and him banished.

And then I turned Operation: Peach Butter into a two day project, which only gave me the opportunity to dirty the dishes all over again. Luckily, I remembered to pull out food for dinner.

So at the end of the weekend I had over 7 pints of Spiced Peach Butter (where "spiced" = ginger, nutmeg, cloves and cinnamon), divied up into 28 little containers. Because I had done 7 rounds with my boiling water canner and couldn't face another one, I left the last 1/2 pint unprocessed and put it in the fridge.

A couple of weeks ago, I ran across a recipe for banana bread that used apple butter as an ingredient, and from then on, that peach butter was destined to go into some banana bread.




Ingredients:

• 3 cups self rising flour
• 1 teaspoon pumpkin pie spice
• 4 slightly beaten eggs
• 1 1/2 cup sugar
• 4 medium bananas, mashed
• 1 cup spiced peach butter
• 1/2 cup canola oil

Heat oven to 350.

In a large bowl, mix together the flour and pumpkin pie spice.

In a separate bowl, mix the eggs, sugar, bananas, peach butter and oil together. Add to the flour mixture and stir until combined (it's gonna be lumpy).

Divide into two greased 8 inch loaf pans and cook for 45 minutes. Cool in pans for 10 minutes, and then on racks until completely cool.

Notes:
Would it be too meta to spread slices of this with more peach butter?
If I ever make this again, I think I'd add another banana. It didn't have quite enough banana flavor for me.

Pasta and Seafood and Wine. Oh. My.

NOTE: My camera is being pissy, so there are no pics for this post. But PLEASE believe me: any pics I took would not do it Justice, because: It. Is. Awesome.

I’ve been working hard on a mushroom recipe that’s giving me absolute fits, and sometime around a month ago I decided that it was going to be the next recipe I posted.

And then it started giving me even more fits, and being the stubborn person I am, I posted nothing.

So, no mushrooms today, because I finally said “forget the ‘shrooms” when a pile of shrimp and mussels crossed my path singing a song of “Eat me NOW”.

Isn’t that how everyone gets their seafood?

This dinner was AMAZING. The Professor wants to eat it every day for the next month, but perhaps the best description of just how good it was is this: I took MULTIPLE bites of food between sips of wine. And to get that kind of attention from me, you pretty much have to be George Clooney.

A big hunk of a crusty bread is an absolute must to catch all the garlicy-lemony-additcive-y juices. And best of all, it’s really fast – it almost came together in the time it took my angel hair to cook. And...did I mention there’s wine?

[insert picture of linguini with a steaming pile of shrimp & mussels covered in an incredibly fragrant tomato sauce. Thank you.]

• ~ 6 ½ ounces of whole wheat linguini
  
• 1 tsp extra virgin olive oil
  
• ½ large yellow onion, diced
  
• 3 cloves garlic, minced
  
• 15 oz can diced tomatoes
  
• 1 tsp dried thyme
  
• 1 tsp dried oregano
  
• ¼-ish cup red wine
  
• 1 lb mussels
  
• 1 lb uncooked shrimp, peeled (I used 31-35, which is somewhere between medium and large)
  
• Juice of half a lemon
  
• Salt and pepper to taste

Start the pasta cooking in lightly salted water.

Heat olive oil in a deep skillet over medium heat. Add onion and cook until it’s softened. Add the garlic and cook until the smell of onions and garlic makes you want to weep with happiness (a couple of minutes).

Add the can of tomatoes, thyme, oregano, a dash or so of salt & a few twists of fresh cracked black pepper to the pan and simmer for about 10 minutes.

Add mussels , shrimp and lemon juice; stir, cover and cook on medium high until the shrimp are pink and the mussels have opened (do NOT eat the mussels that remain closed).

Serve over drained pasta, with a hunk of bread.

Note: I completely forgot that I had saffron in my spice cabinet, but a pinch of that would make an amazing addition.

Yellow Rice "Something", Accompanied By the Worst Pictures of Food Ever

Last night I got home from the gym, thinking I had about 2 hours before I had to leave for choir practice. I started some onions cooking before I even really decided what I wanted to do with them, and then happened to glance at my email and see that Plans Had Changed - I had exactly 65 minutes. So I started grabbing things out of the fridge and pantry, chopping them with wild abandon before flinging them in the pot. The results were surprisingly tasty, but I have to say that's more a result of Mahatma's Yellow Saffron Rice (free, thank you Publix!) than anything else.

So first thing's first: I had about 3 onions left from last week's CSA box, so those were the first to go in the pot with a good glug of olive oil, ready to soften to my heart's content.


I grabbed a half of bell pepper out of the fridge and a handful of shredded carrots and threw them in.


After those sweated away for a few minutes, I dumped in the Yellow Rice mix and 3 cups of chicken stock (that were in my fridge, waiting to be frozen, until my laziness took too long and thus had to use it for something edible).

Then I forgot to take a picture and jumped in the shower.

When I got out, I grabbed a leftover hamburger patty out of the fridge and chopped it up because The Professor was not happy about the lack of meat in my Pot of Dinner.


Then I found an ounce or 2 of mozzarella - the real stuff, not the part-skim I usually buy, in my fridge and decided to chop it up and throw it in to add some creaminess.



After I let that melt for a minute or two, I plated it up and had the fancy thought of cutting some fresh chives for a garnish.



Why I thought this deserved a garnish, I'll never know. I do know that it actually tasked quite yummy and made excellent leftovers for lunch today. And that counts as a Total Win.

Happy National Cheeseball Day!

So. It's National Cheeseball Day. How did you celebrate?

The Bestest Friend and I celebrated with a cheeseball, of course.



Then we had a cookout - burgers, to be precise.



That's my burger: Hamburger with spinach, tomato, mozzarella cheese, roasted bell pepper and grilled portabello mushroom on a toasted bun.

That's the BFF's burger: Veggie burger with A1, ketchup, mustard, mozzarella cheese, spinach, grilled portabello mushrooms, roasted bell pepper and tomato on a grilled bun.

Do we know how to celebrate or what?

Spanish Rice, Easy or EASIEST - Your Choice

Two for one special this time, Kittens! I've got this Spanish Rice recipe that I love, love, love (cumin + chili powder = lovex3). I make it for the now-annual Superbowl Taco Party. The first time I made it for the party I was time crunched and I wondered if there was a way to make the easy recipe even easier, and guess what - there is! And better yet, it only has one step. Even better yet, it still tastes awesome. My only problem tonight is that I'm out of cheese. And cheese makes everything Better than Best.

This is pretty forgiving - I've used no stock and all water without much flavor difference. Regular paprika works well too, although I'm partial to the smoked variety. And some hot sauce tossed in can kick it up a notch or five.



Easy Spanish Rice 1 tbsp canola oil
1 small onion, diced
1 red bell pepper, diced
2 garlic cloves, minced
1 can (14.5 oz) diced tomatoes, undrained
3/4 cup rice
3/4 cup chicken stock
3/4 cup water
2 tbsp cumin
1 tsp smoked paprika


Saute the onion, pepper and cloves in the canola oil until soft, about 3-4 minutes. Add the tomatoes, rice, stock, water, cumin & paprika. Bring to a rapid boil, then reduce to a simmer. Cover and cook for 30 minutes, or until rice is done.


Easiest Spanish Rice:

Omit oil, onion, bell pepper & Garlic. Add the remaining ingredients to a pot along with a teaspoon of garlic powder and a half teaspoon of onion powder. Bring to a rapid boil, then reduce to a simmer. Cover and cook for 30 minutes, or until rice
is done.

Stuffed Focaccia

Last weekend, thanks to some snow and a federal holiday, I got an unexpected 4 day weekend.

Not being one to waste such an opportunity, I spent Friday doing absolutely nothing. Well, I went to the gym while it snowed. Then went out to eat. And then I came home and sat on my couch through about 6 hours of mostly-crappy movies. The couch had sucked me in, though, and I couldn't escape.

Sunday, The Best Friend came over for lunch and about 9 hours of almost do-nothing-ness. Except for one thing: we were idly paging through cookbooks and found a recipe for focaccia bread. Which we agreed that we had to make immediately. And by "we had to make" I mean "she drank wine and watched me knead dough".

From start to finish it took a couple of hours. But dinner that night was some wonderful focaccia bread, stuffed with feta and oregano, topped with kosher salt and rosemary. It was ok the next night heated up with dinner, but this is one bread that must be eaten straight from the oven. Which will burn off half of your taste buds, but the remaining ones are so happy, that they gladly survive the sacrifice.



Stuffed Focaccia
Original recipe - which I didn't follow much past the actual dough - from "Bread" by Eric Treuille.

Ingredients:

For the dough:

• 2 tsp dry yeast
• 1 1/4 cups water
• 3 1/2 cups bread flour
• 1 1/2 tsp salt
• olive oil

For the filling:

• 8? oz feta, crumbled
• small handful of fresh oregano

For the topping:

• 4 Tbsp? olive oil
• 1 tsp? kosher salt
• 2 Tbsp? fresh rosemary

First, the dough:

Dissolve the yeast in warm water and let stand for five minutes. The original recipe called for 2 tsp of yeast, but mine was kind of on the old side so I used 3 - which was unnecessary, as this made it rise higher than real focaccia bread should rise. So you can go ahead and kick me out of the "Real Focaccia Bread Makers" club.

Put the flour in a large bowl and combine with the salt. Make a well in the middle, pour the yeast/water in the center and stir with a wooden spoon - I ended up using my hands - until combined.

Flour your kneading surface, and knead for about 5 minutes, until it's elastic-y.

Place in an oiled bowl, turning to coat, cover it with a warm cloth and let rise until doubled. I turned my oven on while I was mixing the dough; when the dough was done, I turned it off and set it on top of the stove, so mine rose in about 30 minutes. Is this cheating? I don't care.

Punch the dough down and divide into 2 equal pieces. Chafe* for 5 minutes, then let it alone for a bout 10.

Roll one piece of dough out - I'm supposed to give measurements, but I didn't take any. I just went on the fly. The recipe says "9 1/2 inch rounds", but mine was more oblong and I just eyeballed it.

Sprinkle the cheese crumbles over the dough - I probably used between 8 & 10 ounces of a block of feta, crumbled up.

Sprinkle fresh oregano leaves over the whole she-bang. Again, no measurements, I just kept pulling oregano leaves off the stems until I thought it looked good.




Roll out the 2nd round to a shape as close as possible to the first, and lay over the top.

Preheat your oven to 400.

Use your finger to make many, many indentations across the surface of the dough, about 1/2 inch deep - this was the step the Best Friend handled, while I stripped rosemary stems.

Poke pieces of rosemary into the top of the dough. When I was eating it, I thought the rosemary was the one of the best parts and wished we had put more on it.

Sprinkle the olive oil across the top of the dough. I probably used more than 4 tablespoons - we wanted to make sure a little got in every indentation.




Sprinkle the kosher salt across the top.

Bake at 400 for about 40-45 minutes, or until golden brown across the top. Eat while still warm and gooey in the middle.



Notes: Chafing dough: *"to gently turn the risen ball of dough tucking in the lower edge as you go. Turn the dough around fully three or four times. What this does is pull the top of the dough out, and pushes it in at the bottom. If done right it essentially pulls the dough around in on itself to even things out." -- from here.

I didn't do a whole lot of measuring on this one, because measuring fresh herbs for this would have been a pain, and I would have had to remove the wine glass from one hand. The amounts in the ingredients list is what's listed in the original recipe, although I used some different cheese and herbs. I think I could have definitely used more oregano, a little more feta and maybe some more rosemary. But that might have resulted in a bread so awesome that I would spend the rest of my life eating it...so maybe it's a good thing I didn't go overboard.

Greek-Inspired Lamb

This weekend, I had a hankering for lamb. Not sure if "hankering" is appropriate when speaking of dead baby animals, because I most assuredly did not want a live one. And I was planning on inviting a friend over that might - just might - out-hanker me in the lamb department, and let me tell you, that is not easy. The highlight of the upcoming trip to Ireland will be the availability of my meat of choice.

So, I've been cooking a lot of Indian-flavored dishes lately and decided to branch out. All the way to Greece. The problem was that I couldn't settle on one recipe. So I took bits and pieces of several and went my own way.

As I told my sister on IM "if I use olive oil, lemon juice & oregano with my lamb, I can just call it Greek".

And that, friends, is the rest of the story.

Greek Inspired Lamb

1 lb lamb, cut into 1"(ish) cubes
1/4 cup balsamic vinegar
1/4 cup red wine
2 Tbsp extra virgin olive oil
2 Tbsp fresh oregano
5 cloves garlic, minced
1 14 oz can diced tomatoes
1 14 oz can artichoke hearts, drained and cut in half lengthwise
feta cheese

Mix together in a bowl: vinegar, wine, oil, oregano & garlic.



Pour over lamb and stir. Marinate at room temperature for 1 hour, or in the fridge for ...let's say 2? 3?




Pour the whole she-bang into a large skillet and cook for about 10 minutes, moving the lamb around to ensure it's cooking evenly.



Add the tomatoes and bring back to a simmer for about 5 minutes.

Add the artichoke hearts and bring back to a simmer for another 5 minutes.



Serve over brown rice, couscous, etc. and garnish with feta cheese.





MAJOR Note:I was cooking this ahead of time, so when we all returned to the house from a meeting I could just pop it on the stove and heat it up while I cooked some couscous. I tasted it after the tomatoes were added and it was acidic. I freaked out a little bit, and thought "what the hell, I've got a frozen pizza" (discovered later that I didn't, actually) and just added the artichoke hearts and pulled it all off the heat to shove in the fridge.

When I got home, I reheated it as planned - and it was wonderful. Amazingly good. If I try this again - and I probably will, at some point - I might have to play around to figure out how to get the effect without 2 hours of refrigeration.

Zanzibar Mahi, An Adventure

Remember That Cookbook Thing? It was a couple of years ago, but some bloggers around these here 'nets got together and we reviewed an awesome cookbook called "Where Flavor was Born" by Andreas Viestad.* Well, I hadn't pulled it out in a while, and today I was in the mood for fish so I dug it out of a box and flipped through to see what wonders the people around the Indian Ocean can do with a fish fillet.

I had gone to the store for swordfish, but my choices were Mahi Mahi or Tilapia. Which is the same thing as having no choice, because The Professor hates Tilapia to the very marrow of his bones. Since this recipe is basically just some cooked fish with a delectible relish** on top, I figured Mahi would work. The original recipe called for Kingfish, so the author needs to be glad I even stayed with the correct protein at this point.

Hmm. I wonder how this sauce would be in a baked chicken recipe...

*Hey, I think I'm supposed to make sure you know that I was given this cookbook (back in 2008) by the publisher to review it. I finished my part of that deal almost 2 years ago, but the last thing I need is some anti-blogger fed blowing up my blog. So yeah. It was free. I kinda liked that part.

**I don't know what this substance actually was. I was expecting a sauce, but I must have cooked it down too much. Doesn't matter, it was awesomely awesome.

***Oh, also, the name of this in the cookbook is "Kingfish with Oranges, Cloves & Ginger", but that just gives too much away, and you wouldn't even need to read the recipe if I named it that. And the book names from where the recipe hails. Thus, Zanzibar Mahi.



Ingredients:

• 2 8oz Mahi fillets
• 1/2 tsp ground ginger
• 1/8 tsp ground cloves
• 1 whole clove
• 1 1/2+ tsp grated orange zest
• 2 Tbsp canola oil, divided
• 1 small yellow onion, diced
• 1/2 cup orange juice (I juiced the orange I zested, and it was perfect)
• 1 tsp fresh ginger, chopped very fine
• 1 tbsp brown sugar, divided
• salt & pepper to taste

Directions:
In a small bowl, mix together the ground ginger, ground cloves and half of the orange zest.

They really need to find a way to add scent to blog posts

Heat 1 Tbsp oil in a small pot and saute onion until it has softened, about 2 minutes.

Add the orange juice, fresh ginger, whole clove, half of the brown sugar and the remaining zest. Bring to a boil, and boil until it has reduced to 1/3 of original liquid, about maybe 10 minutes. Remove the clove, reduce heat to low and let it simmer until the fish is ready.

It was almost sauce like when I started

Season the mahi with the salt, pepper and the remaining brown sugar.

Aside: how do you season something with brown sugar? It doesn't sprinkle lightly over the fish like salt or pepper. I tried to sprinkle it, got crumbs of sugar on it and then mashed it in.

Heat the remaining 1 Tbsp of oil in a skillet using medium high heat. Cook the fish until golden brown - about 5 minutes - and then flip and cook until it is done, about another 5 minutes.

When you flip the fish, turn the heat back up on the simmering sauce/relish/substance and return it to a boil. The author adds that if you like a thicker sauce, you can whisk in a half teaspoon of cornstarch and boil for 1 minute. If mine had gotten any thicker, it would have been an orange/onion cupcake, so I ignored the cornstarch. Another note says that you can add a Tbsp of butter to make it richer.

Here's the official Sauce/Relish/Substance

I served this with wilted spinach and Rice Pilau (recipe to come, I hope), then spooned the sauce/relish/substance over the top.


I loved everything about my plate. The Professor liked it fine, but finally decided the sauce/relish/substance was too "something" for him. I'm guessing the ginger was too concentrated for him, but I absolutely loved it.