Monthly Archives: January 2011

Success x2

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So my baking project this afternoon was Jenna’s recipe for perfect chocolate chip cookies.

You know, the one with a whopping 14 Tablespoons of (browned!) butter.  No big.

I actually wasn’t sure I did everything right at first, because the dough was very strange and sticky.  I was so worried about them that I made a few less cookies than the recipe called for and tried my hand at some cookie muffins instead.

The cookies turned out fine fantastic, but the “muffins” were still a damn good idea.

I found the smallest muffin and cookie in the batch, and scarfed one of each before dinner.

Queasy tummy, happy tummy.  Adam says they’re the best chocolate chip cookies he’s ever had.

Rounding out my fun-to-do’s from yesterday, I also made a banging dinner.

Dinner’s inspiration was these snowman pasta my aunt sent us for Hanukkah.

I cooked the pasta, following package directions, stirring in ~1cup of frozen peas towards the end of cooking time.  I also sautéed some chopped baby mushrooms in 1T of butter. <– Best taste ever!  Finally, I whipped up a batch of this Lemon Cream Sauce from Cooking Light. (Note – I only made the sauce, not the rest of the recipe, and I substituted in light cream.)  The end result was fantastic.

I loved how firm the pasta stayed and the sauce added a great fresh flavor without being too heavy.

We also ate some roasted green beans on the side.

Sort of a perfect dinner.

And now I’m about to tuck in to the perfect dessert; a final cookie with a glass of skim milk.  Good night!

Some More Than Others

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Some parts of this afternoon were more successful than others.  For example, I did not realize that the gym was already closed for MLK weekend.  And since I wasn’t gyming it, I had a hard time convincing myself to go to school just for my errands.  Tuesday?  Seriously though, I know that not working out the last two weeks was a terrible idea, and my goal for the weekend is to jump back into strength-training.

Lunch was neutral, leaning toward successful.

Lean Cuisine Roasted Garlic Chicken, with sliced cucumber on the side.

This frozen meal had a disturbing amount of saturated fat for only 170calories, but also an impressive amount of protein and potassium.

Typically I would supplement a 170calorie lunch with more than cucumber.  But typically I don’t have this for dessert.

I haven’t tasted the finished product yet, but I’m hoping this baking project sets the bar for success this evening.

Sleep Deprived Sandwich Delight

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Ugh; last night was not pretty!  I don’t know what my problem was, but I just could not go to sleep.  And by ‘I don’t know what my problem was’ I mean there were so many problems – the dishwasher was running extra loudly, I didn’t leave the house all day, I was riled up from fighting with the husband, the husband sometimes snores like a water buffalo – that I’m not sure which one to blame.  It wasn’t pretty.

You know what was pretty?  Breakfast.

Gorgeous in fact.  Ok, so it’s more of an inner beauty situation.

I toasted a Van’s Berry Waffle, topped it with a banana mashed with cinnamon sugar, followed by some reduced fat sharp cheddar, sandwiched, and gave it a quick spin in the oven.

If you are still scared of the banana + cheese combo, don’t be!

Today’s agenda includes errands at school, a long overdue trip to the gym, and the baking and cooking from yesterday.

Have you tried the banana + cheese combo yet?  Where’s the strangest place you put banana?

Three Out Of Five

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Let’s go back and look at that agenda.

Stack of magazines, cookbook reading, crafting, home cooked dinner, baking.

Check, check, check.  Three out of five isn’t so bad.

Now the highlights.

My whilst-cookbook-reading snack was pretty great.

I toasted up a serving of Van’s Mini Waffles, topped with marinara, 50% reduced sharp cheddar, and turkey pepperoni, then baked at 400* until melty and crunchy.

My reading was pretty great too.

Baked is a fantasmic shop in Red Hook, Brooklyn.  The first time we trekked there was right after I finished reading Black, White, and Jewish, and the whole trip felt magical.  My mom gave me the cookbook for Christmas and I can’t wait to recreate the Baked brownies.

Dinner was not so great.  We should have stuck with the plan.  Instead we strayed from the agenda and had big heaping plates of Screaming At Each Other Like Crazy People.  Too spicy and wholly unsatisfying.

Three out of five isn’t so bad.

P.S. We’ve since made up.  And the husband delivered me a glass of skim milk with a chocolate milk straw.

Coconut Combats Crazy

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2011 is going to be my year, but so far it has not been my January.  Something about having nothing pressing to do means I’ve done absolutely nothing.  Days on the couch would be exciting, if I hadn’t just come off a year of unemployment.  Plus, even though nothing is urgent, I have tons of crafts I was exciting about pursuing.

I’ve decided the remedy is to make today a day of nothing …. nothing but fun activities.  I’ve got tomorrow to run my upcoming school errands and finally go to the gym.  Today’s agenda includes

  • reading a new cookbook
  • a big pile of magazines
  • working on my magazine binder project
  • baking
  • our first real dinner since we got back from the city

When I rolled over and saw that I was still in bed at 10:40, I knew that breakfast brunch would have to be something special to ensure I didn’t get into a slump.

Done and done.  A creamy, perfect bowl of stove top oats topped with excitement.

The oats included 1/2cup each skim milk and water, 1tsp vanilla, a pinch of salt, 1/3cup oats, and 1 extra ripe banana.  Then came the toppings.

A smidge of coconut oil.

Found, finally, way on sale in the “ethnic” aisle of the grocery store.

Candied walnuts.

I know I can’t resist these so I made a single serving batch – 15grams chopped walnuts, 1tsp real maple syrup, and a pinch of salt; in the 400* oven for 5minutes.

The finished bowl ended up being so satisfying.

Every time I eat stove top oats I’m reminded of how I should make them more often.  I’m not 100% on the coconut oil, it’s very reminiscent of candle wax, but I’m excited to try it again.

Off to tackle my day of nothing!

Have you tried coconut oil before?  What is your favorite use for it?

It Was Terminated

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Sorry for the late post, the husband and I got caught up in tv. Did anyone watch “Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles” when it was on tv in 2007? We discovered it on Netflix Instant Watch last week and got totally hooked – I have a Summer Glau girl crush. Anyway, we watched all the way through two seasons only to discover that the last episode was a cliff hanger and the third season was canceled. WTF, I need to know how it ends?!?!

Series disappointments aside, it was a strange day in general. I got up at 9 and was busy, busy, busy. I wrote my nyc recap, unpacked, cleaned the house, helped Adam with some work, made a meal plan….. Suddenly I was at the grocery, it was after 4 pm, and I hadn’t eaten all day.

I thought I could push through the hunger and get my groceries, but when I started feeling light-headed I bought myself a cherry coke to get some sugar in my blood.

I also picked up dinner at the hot bar.

Veggies,

and protein (chicken salads).

Most of my meals were pretty lame, but dessert was a work of art.

I took banana soft serve and kicked it up a notch. Into the food processor went one frozen banana, 1ounce cocktail peanuts, 2T coconut, and 1T maple syrup.

Out came perfection. This was salty, sweet, and delicious.

Which of your tv obsessions have been canceled too soon? I have especially bad luck because I adore Joss Whedon, whose shows are both fabulous and notorious for being cancelled ahead of their time.

NYC: Day 2 and 3

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I wish I had been able to blog more in the city because squashing the recaps of these two days together just can’t do them justice.  To say the weekend was fabulous is an understatement; although every trip to the New York is fabulous. 

Saturday and Sunday were spent pretty much exclusively eating and walking.  My two favorite things.  And the walking was through our favorite areas and the eating included some of the best meals I’ve ever tasted.  Fabulous.

Saturday started with a trip to Soho to our favorite brunch spot.

We discovered Freemans on a whim one weekend and it has never disappointed us.  The boys (and my friend Lana who lives in the city and joined us for the day) were duly impressed.

I ordered the Fall Vegetable Hash, which came with two pan-fried eggs and herbed creme fraiche.

This was savory breakfast perfection, I didn’t know that brussels sprouts in the morning could taste so good. 

I knew our next stop required a hungry belly though, so I managed to leave one egg on the plate.

I’ve you’ve ever previously read my blog when I had visitors in the city then you know where we headed next.

Sugar Sweet Sunshine has the best (and cheapest) cupcakes in the city.  They are sweet without being too sweet, spongy and light, gorgeous, and innovative.  Plus the cake is so good that this former frosting-licking-then-tosser devours the entire cupcake, cake and all!

I went with pistachio.

Be still my heart.

Then we hopped on the train and headed to DUMBO.

The neighborhood Down Under the Manhattan Bridge Overpass is one of our favorite areas in the city.

In addition to being gorgeous, you can walk straight from the park to the Brooklyn Bridge for a walk into the city.

Fabulous.

A subway trip later, and we were back in Park Slope.  I know hitting up the same area during a three-day trip to the city is a little silly, but we just love it there so much!  Plus, it was the first time Gordy and Ian got to visit our old ‘hood.

Those photos are from Bierkraft, an exciting little craft beer spot on 5th avenue.

Bierkraft has an area with benches, a tap selection, and then walls and walls of beer coolers for you to peruse.  So I of course ordered an apple cider.

This was the only underwhelming thing I put in my mouth all day (TWSS).  I usually drink Woodchuck ciders and this guy from Harpoon had a slightly lower alcohol content and a much lower flavor punch.  I passed him off halfway through.

We continued the carbo-loading by splitting this bag of chips.

It had been a long time since brunch but I wanted to be hungry for dinner and these spuds fit the bill perfectly.

For dinner we took everyone to Sotto Voce, the best Italian food in Brooklyn.  The wait staff was totally accommodating about seating six without a reservation, nice as hell, and they brought us great bread.

The lighting was a little dim, so these pictures – with lighting engineered by Lana with an i-phone flashlight app – don’t even begin to do the food justice.

I ordered the special and it quickly found its way onto my “Top Five Best Meals Ever” list.

Sacatini pasta stuffed with spinach and gorgonzola in four cheese sauce with walnuts and poached pears.

Holy god.  I am not a good enough writer to adequately describe how amazing this was.  The fresh pasta had a totally unique texture.  The sauce was pure cheese ecstasy.  The poached pears would have been exciting all on their own and then they were perched atop this masterpiece.  I ate about 2/3 and shared the rest and everyone agreed that it was divine.

The rest of the night took us bar-hopping in Williamsburg, but frankly I was just plain too tired for booze so I have no pictures of that.

Sunday morning we slept in late, Ian set off to his train, and Adam, Gordy, and I wandered down to Lexington Avenue in search of brunch.  We had been very excited to try one particular location but I’m glad that it fell through because that disappointment led us to Rare.

Rare is the restaurant attached to the Affinia Shellburne Hotel but don’t let that fool you; it is so not a hotel restaurant.

For starters, they took pride in their complimentary Bloody Marys.

I ordered mine extra spicy and was in horseradish heaven.

Did I say that Saturday’s dinner was a best meal ever?  Because Sunday’s brunch was the best breakfast of all time.  Seriously.

This is how Rare does french toast.  Thick slices of challah, real Vermont maple syrup, and sautéed bananas.

They were ridiculous good.  I ate exactly half, pretty much only stopping because I couldn’t shut up about how good they were and I was starting to annoy the other patrons.

I also took a few bites of Adam’s parmesan and truffle fries.

I wasn’t the only one moaning at the table.

A quick walk to drop Gordy at his train, a stop at Barnes and Nobel for a coffee with skim milk, and we were back on the road.

As you might have divined from yesterday’s post, dinner on the road sort of sucked, but every minute in the city was perfection.

I’ve lived a lot of (neat) places – St. Thomas to Miami to Brooklyn to Buffalo – but the city has felt like home since before I even moved there.  When we vacation my homesickness is always for our studio in Park Slope, even though we now live somewhere new.  After two years away it still feels like home, my true home.

Where is your home, your true home?