48 posts tagged food
Two pumpkins. One Amaretto Cherry. One Apple. I skipped sleep last night to get these guys through the oven before Hortense’s turn this morning (we name our turkey every year—don’t judge.)
Lilo studies my technique. She’s always wondered why I refuse to brine my bird.
Always up late the night before with my pie-making mischief.
Thanksgiving is such a special day for me. I trained for years as a teenager with my mom to master the turkey, gravy, and more. She was more than grateful for the help, since my three younger sisters were still kids, and our holiday feasts often included other families, our table regularly accommodating ten to twenty guests.
By my twenties, I took over the meal and gave my Mom the day to rest. I developed my own turkey recipe, my own magical method for The Best Gravy You’ll Ever Eat, invented pie recipes, new sides and more. For me, cooking is like my writing: Any effort that mines the imagination involves sharing a bit of your heart and soul with others. It’s gratifying, exhausting and always a bit illuminating.
However, as you grow and learn about the world, holidays you blindly embraced as a child get pitted against the acknowledgement of the disparate suffering so many experience throughout the year, but especially in the holiday season.
My family has dipped in and out of poverty at various times throughout our three decades together. We’ve weathered illness, death, economic crashes and unemployment together, and our table hasn’t always been full at the holidays. However, we have had a table. A roof. We did not die of starvation or of cold, and unfortunately, that is a reality that exists today in America for too many in what is supposedly considered a world super-power. It hurts my heart to celebrate a holiday that exhorts thankfulness and gratitude for what you have now, not what may be purchased later, while so many have so much less.
How can it be that it is not a news item when an elderly homeless person dies of exposure, but it is news when the stock market loses two points? This is a case of exclusion. Can we continue to stand by when food is thrown away while people are starving? This is a case of inequality. Today everything comes under the laws of competition and the survival of the fittest, where the powerful feed upon the powerless. As a consequence, masses of people find themselves excluded and marginalized: without work, without possibilities, without any means of escape.
Human beings are themselves considered consumer goods to be used and then discarded.We have created a “disposable” culture which is now spreading. It is no longer simply about exploitation and oppression, but something new. Exclusion ultimately has to do with what it means to be a part of the society in which we live; those excluded are no longer society’s underside or its fringes or its disenfranchised – they are no longer even a part of it. The excluded are not the “exploited” but the outcast, the “leftovers”.
His words couldn’t have come at a better time. Only America will be celebrating Thanksgiving this week, and the even more atrocious Black Thursday/Friday that kicks off the gluttonous retail season. In his words, the Pope, and this should be apparent to you regardless of your religious views, expresses the crisis of have and have not holidays.
For so many of us, regardless of our budget and our weekend retail plans, this Thursday will be a day of intense gratitude, love, good cooking, and triptophan-induced naps. But Thanksgiving shouldn’t be a holiday for inward reflections and celebrations alone. It can be a time when our gratitude for what we have increases our mercy for those who have less, and our hearts open to the fullness of what the holidays hold for us: goodwill and hope for all of us.
This year, to that end, I want recommend giving to a great domestic hunger relief charity, like Feeding America. It is one of the nation’s largest and most efficient domestic hunger-relief programs. For every dollar you give, 97% of it goes to fighting hunger and nine meals are procured for those in need. Right now, they’re matching funds for Thanksgiving, so just $10 becomes $20 and that $20 secures 180 meals through Feeding America. There are a lot of great regional programs I’ve given to before: FareStart, Northwest Harvest and more, but whatever charity you look into, check out it’s rating and make sure you’re not donating to an organization that spends your money on marketing rather than its mission (I’m looking at you and your pink shirts, Susan G. Komen Foundation.)
If you can give, please do. Allot some money from your holiday budget, even if that budget is lean this year, and help fight hunger. Our gratitude is always increased when we are painfully aware of those who are in need, but we need to do more than be aware. Gratitude without acts of selflessness can quickly turn to greed. We need to help, in any way we can. During the holidays, when we give we take full advantage of what the holidays can be: a time of gratitude and grace; of reflection which inspires action.
Beat up by a vicious cold. Making myself feel better with roast acorn squash and risotto.
Homemade pasta, marinara and arugula after a long walk in the cold and a long day at work. I am going to fall asleep two bites into this.
Stock turned to consommé; fresh organic corn, carrots, celery, red onion, garlic, chicken, homemade pasta, and white wine were added to the consommé to turn it into chicken soup; and of course, the soup was used for our first fall dinner.
It’s been a very blustery day, so it’s been a perfect meal and a great way to start the season.
When life gets crazy, bake a pie.
White Peach & Blueberry Pie
- 8 white peaches
- 1/2 cup blueberries
- 1 T. cardamom
- 1 T. cinnamon
- 1 T. sugar
- 1 T. flour
Cut up peaches and combine in bowl with blueberries, cardamom and cinnamon. Set aside.
- 2 1/2 cup flour
- 1/4 sugar
- 3/4 cup cold butter
- 1/3 cup cold water
- 1 tsp. cardamom
- 1 tsp. cloves
Mix flour, sugar, cardamom and cloves together. Place dry mixture into food processor and combine with cold cubes of butter (or use the old cutting method.) Once the butter is thoroughly mixed in with the dry mixture, add the cold water. Knead into a pliable, smooth dough and then form into a ball. Divide ball in half and form each half into a pie crust wider than the diameter of the pie pan.
Once the first pie crust is in the pan, pile the fruit in the middle. Sprinkle with one tablespoon flour and sugar and cover with second crust. Fold edges of first crust over the second crust and push up against the sides of the pan so you can show off your style on the crust. I went for a simple aesthetic; you might want to illustrate the battle of Hogwarts around the sides of yours.
Once you’re styled your pie, crack an egg yolk into a cup and combine with a splash of cold water. Mix up and brush lightly over the crust. Sprinkle with sugar and pop in the oven for 15 minutes at 400 and 40 minutes at 350, or until golden brown.
Once done, cool for an hour before instagramming, eating, serving to loved ones or saving for next day’s breakfast.
Not to go all Keri Russell on you, but there is a definite magic to making pies that calms me. I’m not even hungry for it when I’m done making it, but I feel emptied out of everything that was previously consuming me. It’s a type of meditation. Each recipe changes with the day you create it, with the fruit that you find and the mood that you’re in.
Today was filled with meetings, production budgets and shooting schedules and ended with a simple, beautiful new pie recipe.
Actually, I lied. It’s actually ending with a Breaking Bad marathon.
There goes the calm I just cultivated. ;)
Good morning salad. A riot of antioxidants. Almost too pretty to eat.
On our way to get my sister at the airport. Banana-blueberry muffins have been prepared in her honor.
Now, after running around and getting the meal on the table, the evening is finally winding down. The turkey’s finished and consumed. We ate yams roasted in duck fat, rosemary and garlic, covered with brown sugar, brussel sprouts braised in bacon and shallots, green bean casserole, two kinds of mashed potatoes (garlic parmesan and plain whipped potatoes), herb stuffing, my magical gravy (in a food group of its own) and cranberry sauce.
For dessert, we had pumpkin pie (my own recipe) and Brandy Apple Pie (my own recipe again… I’m a pie wizard) with homemade vanilla bean whipped cream.
Now, full of competing elements of tryptophan and coffee, we’ve retired to Vasant and I’s house for more BANG! and Christmas movies.
I hope you all had an incredible day. Happy Thanksgiving!
All the food is prepped or is in the process of cooking. We’re playing BANG! until the turkey’s ready. This has been a pretty great Thanksgiving so far, and we’re not even to the main event…
Baking for breakfast: Apple Spice Muffins fresh out of the oven.
Taking advantage of our first day of cool weather in a while to bake some pumpkin bread… (Taken with Instagram)
Dinner last night:
Organic eggs, goat cheese and dill in red bell pepper, served with a side of red potatoes, caramelized onion and genoa salami.
If you can cook an egg, you can cook an egg in a pepper. Great taste, great vitamins, beautiful presentation.