Archive for January, 2010

Earthbound Farms Delivers

January 25, 2010

My new Earthbound Farms cookbook delivered last night.  It was a simple French dish, the kind of dish I’d been trying to find for quite some time.  It was shrimp, simmered in butter and white wine, tossed with linguine.  Some of the nice touches included:

- A shrimp stock which you made by boiling the shrimp shells and tails for 15 minutes ahead of time.

- Diced tomatoes and basil, which gave the dish a touch more flavor and complexity.

- Lemon juice, which added a subtle vinegary layer.

My issues with the recipe were similar to that of the other recipe I’ve cooked from the book.  The proportions were off again.  1 pound of shrimp for 4 people?  That’s enough for 2 people.  1 pound of pasta?  That’s enough for about 3-4 people.  And 1 whole lemon juiced into the dish?  It gave it a hell of bite.  I’d cut that in half.

In the end, complaints with proportions aside, the dish was money.

Oh PNW

January 25, 2010

Last Saturday, 1/16/10, I went to Crystal with Anne and her brother Sam.  I haven’t been skiing in Washington since November.  This day, despite horrible conditions for the last 2 months, was actually pretty sick.  It started with some laps under Rainier Express and High Campbell.  The goods really began when we hiked up Exterminator which was real deep at the top.

The day ended with Left Angle Trees which was deep and untracked for the first half.  Unbelievable actually.  But the bottom was insane.  It started with Sam and I coming across a sign that said “Run Closed”.  We hadn’t ducked any ropes, so we were confused by the seemingly misplaced sign.  10 turns later it was clear that the run should have been closed.  We were picking our skis up and walking over dirt, muck, branches, and rocks.  It was a hellish way to end the day, but given the shitty season, I’ll take it.

A Full Day of Cookery

January 11, 2010

Anne and I moved into a new house that’s about 3 minutes from a PCC Natural Market.  I’ve never lived that close to a grocery store, and now I know I’ll have a hard time living further than this.  Why?  Yesterday I went to PCC three times for a day full of cooking (instead of skiing sadly, which absolutely blows right now in the PNW) and loved it.

The day started with trip to PCC in the morning to pick up ingredients to make waffles.  I cooked damn tasty waffles on our new Presto Waffle Maker courtesy of my brother Eric and his wife Pamela.  I stole the recipe, like most, from Food Network.  I was surprised that waffles, unlike the pancakes and french toast I’ve made in the past, contain butter.  But maybe that’s why I like them so much.  They did take more effort than their breakfast brethren, but they’re worth it to me.

I then spent the next hour figuring out what I wanted to make for dinner.  I settled on a Mexican meatball soup from the Earthbound Farms (you know, the guys that make the boxed lettuce) cookbook.  I was in a soup mood, a Mexican mood, and a mood to finally make two scratch supplements to then use in the recipe: stock and chili powder.  So back I headed to PCC for round two of groceries.

I first tackled the stock.  I pulled out the two bags full of chicken and duck bones I’d been saving in my freezer, tossed them into the largest stock pot I own, filled water over the top of them, and set the stove on high.  After ten minutes scum from the bones rose to the top.  I ladled it off for about ten minutes, then threw in some leeks, carrots, celery, onion, and a cheesecloth bag full of tasty herbs.  I then spent the next five hours micromanaging the burner which couldn’t achieve Alton Brown and Julia Child’s directive of only a few bubbles on the surface at time.  The end result was delicious, however.  It tasted fresher than boxed stock, but to me, the jury is still out on whether it was worth the effort.

While the stock was simmering away, I tackled the chili powder.  After I saw Alton Brown’s show about creating your own chili powder, I knew I had to make it for I’d hated store bought chili powder longer than I’ve been watching Good Eats.    The problem is that I couldn’t find the chilies he recommended at any store in Seattle, and I didn’t feel like ordering the chilies online.  But I was feeling lucky yesterday (even though the Patriots had already gotten whipped), so I headed to PCC a third time to try my luck.  Sure enough, this time I found two of the three recommended chilies, so I winged it on the third one.  (Thank you PCC manager for being kind enough to print off a description of the Cascabel chili so that I could find a similar one in your store.)  Now the actual process of making the chili powder is pretty easy.  De-seed and de-stem the chilis, throw them plus some cumin in a non stick pan, heat them for about 5 minutes, let them cool, put them in a blender with some paprika, oregano, and garlic, grind the shit out of them, let ‘em settle, and then bottle them.  The flavor it gave the soup was phenomenal.  I needed to use way less powder and got way richer and more complex flavor.  I was  absolutely sold, and I will never buy pre-made chili powder again.

The culmination of the day’s cooking was the Mexican meatball soup, which in hindsight, was the least exciting part of the meal.  Making the meatballs was fun as I got to use my stand mixer and ice cream scooper (insanely clutch), but the end result was the standard run of the mill soup that you get from the standard run of the mill cookbook, in this case the Earthbound Farms cookbook.  That is, the soup was good, not great.  It definitely had a fresher taste thanks to the homemade stock, but it didn’t blow me away.  In fact, I think I’d prefer my chicken tortilla soup.  But I would take the meatballs from this recipe, which were delicious, and use them in a pasta dish.

I also made some good homemade cornbread.  I have no idea why people buy the boxed stuff.   It is so easy (maybe takes 5 more minutes) to make healthier, scratch cornbread (or any kind of bread).

Stallllllllllllllll

January 5, 2010

Holy F I love Crystal.  And I love it more and more each time I go.  I didn’t get a pass to Alpental this year, and I’m liking the decision.

The weekend before Thanksgiving Anne and I headed to the ‘stal for some epic early season gnar.  The gnar included low crowds and a foot of fresh.  The great thing about Crystal is that Anne and I can share the lift up, and then she can ski an easier run down while I find the goods.  The goods were deep and untracked for the most part.  In the end, I hit nearly 20k vertical.  Sick day.  Absolutely sick.


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