ciabatta bread + pizza dough

Anyone who has tried to make bread at home knows there are three essential ingredients:

  1. 1.  some combination of flour, water, salt, and *live* (as opposed to dead in the cupboard 3 year old) yeast
  2. 2.  a very very very hot oven
  3. 3.  a patient baker

Anyone who knows me, knows I am sorely lacking one item here, which is partly why I rarely make bread at home.  With so many excellent bread bakeries in and around Boston – think Clear Flour, Hi Rise, Fornax, even Iggy’s – it’s not only hard to get motivated, but also hard to replicate quality loves at home.

Nevertheless, approximately once a year, usually when I find myself wrapped in wool and spending an afternoon at home, I get the itch to fill my kitchen with the glorious smell of freshly baked bread and pretend I live on an idyllic goat farm somewhere in Southern France.  Don’t ask.  No idea how I came to equate goat farming with bread baking, but it’s where my mind goes. Continue reading

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bay and vanilla bean rice pudding

I first tasted this pudding almost one year ago to the date.  I’ve kept it to myself all this time because a rice pudding recipe never seems the type of thing anyone’s eagerly searching for.  But, considering this is something I crave all the time and make over and over and over, I thought it should be shared.  Continue reading

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phyllo and delicata squash tart

 

There is a lot of baklava consumed in Greece.  If not by the Greeks themselves, then at least by the throngs of summer tourists who descend on those blue waters in August.  Presented with sticky-crunchy-drippy pastry, we followed the when in Rome (or Athans) mantra and reached for the nearest fork.  I’ve never been a huge lover of baklava’s syrupy sweetness but, with a café fredo or an espresso chaser, and served ice-ice cold, the Greek baklava categorically won me over.  Continue reading

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shaved brussel sprout, tuscan kale, and pecorino salad

I came very close to handing over the first post of 2012 to either a pot of creamy vanilla-specked rice pudding or to a pan of pancetta fortified meatballs, but clearly neither fits well with my January 1st New-Year-New-Me mantra (insert dramatic eye roll here.)  Though I did run 3 miles at the gym yesterday, I also stuffed my face with crackling and butter-laden apple strudel and the better part of a bottle of wine.  Needless to say, the New Year is off to a great start here.

But instead of creamy dessert or crisp-crackling meatballs, I have for you today the ultimate New Year’s cliché: a salad.

Bear with me people.  It’s a damn good salad, I promise.     Continue reading

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gingerbread + hard sauce glaze

 

We were talking over lunch last week about my failed trip to India last winter.  It was only the second time I planned an elaborate trip to Northern India, the first having been cancelled by a certain Icelandic eruption.  Long story short, the second trip never set sail either, so instead of landing in New Deli this time last year, I touched down in Amsterdam instead.  After a beautiful week with my best friend Lindsay, I booked myself a short flight to Budapest.  Why I chose to go North instead of South to Morocco, Greece, or Turkey will remain a mystery.  At any rate, I travelled by way of the lovely Frankfurt airport (in which I spent a grueling 12 hours waiting for 1 inch of snow to be cleared from the runway) and, on arriving in Budapest, was greeted by the freak European snow blizzard of 2010.  It was a memorable trip to say the least.    Continue reading

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