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Grampa Nick All Up In My Belly: Lahmajun

Tonight the parents came over to ours for dinner. Thought I would do a little root connecting and cook a lebanese meal. Since i dont normally cook in such a style I had to follow recipes. I did a Chilled Cucumber Soup (sounds gross, I know) and a Minced Lamb Pizza called, Lahmajun. Alright, I’m not going to lie to you. I don’t think the Cucumber Soup is lebanese. It just sounded good to say the whole meal was themed-out. Donit? See the next post for that recipe.

I found both recipes online. The Lahmajun called for making dough and baking pizza foreal, but I just made a meaty topping and put it on toasted pita bread. And you know what? That’s just fine, so shut up. Plus, since they like, raised me up, they’re gonna think I’m cool whether or not I’m baking my own dough. Anyway, after a good swath of yogurt, them pizzitas were magically delicious. Try this:

1 small white onion, finely chopped
1 small red pepper, finely chopped
1 lb of finely ground lamb
1/2 tsp cumin
1/2 tsp chili powder
1/4 tsp all spice
1 tbl of fresh lemon juice
1 tsp of red pepper flakes (or to taste)
2 cups of tomatoes, seeded and chopped
2 tbls tomato paste (omg, those tubes are the bizzle)
finely chopped flat leaf parsley, (1 cup?)
salt to taste
olive oil
lemon and yogurt for garnish

Suate the onion and red pepper in the olive oil for 3 minutes. Add the lamb. Stir the meat up with a spoon constantly so that it breaks up. (although, there is a fine line here cause you don’t want your meat to be tough > be gentle to those morsels). Cook for 3 minutes. Before the lamb browns, add cumin, chili powder, all spice, and lemon. Immediately add the tomatoes, tomato paste and parsley.

If you are going to bake this into raw dough, set it aside and let cool. Find some other site about pizza dough making cause you’re not going to find it here.

OR

Place your hot lamb mixture on toasted pita bread. Serve with a squeeze of lemon and swath with yogurt. Eat and think about Grandma Nick.

I Suck: Baba Ghanoush

So basically, I improvised on some homemade baba ghanoush and I failed like above. R and I toured Lawn Guyland a few days ago and stopping at farm stands was a priority. I found these perverted looking asian eggplants so I had to have them. Making the baba was an afterthought. Shoulda been a neverthought.

So, basically, I did all the things you would think was right. I swathed in olive oil, a roasted with mo garlic, and when charred, I scooped out the silky/stringy insides and mashed the hell out of it. Don’t quite have a food processor yet, so I was going for a country look (ugly look). But then, cause I have no self control, I kept adding stuff. And the more I added, the worse it got. Into the baba went salt, pepper, cumin (all good so far), but then I added my weight in lemon. And in the end, an entire bulb of garlic turned out to be way too much for two tiny peeny eggplants.

I toasted some delish bread and dumped some of the baba on the crostini, and topped with pickled roasted red pepper (the best part, by far), served, and watched R out the corner of my eye to see him gag.

What I do wrong, yo?

Eating The Beach

Ever since our first day at the beach of 08, I have been going through a Mussel phase. It’s kinda gross, I know. It’s like visiting a farm and seeing cows and then going through a steak phase. What can I say? I go to the beach > I smell fish and see Mussels > I want to cook and eat them > fat ass.

R found this recipe from Bitman I believe. So, I took the same, classic ingredients and did the same. This might be the easiest, cheapest and most impressive meal we do.

Oh, it is imperative that you couple your mussels with a good bread. I’m talking, go to the bakery and get a country loaf. You can do fries too, but who the hell wants to do that in the summer. Here we go.

Steamed Mussels with Garlic and White Wine

2 healthy servings of fresh, live mussels
white onions, chopped
garlic, lots, sliced thick
3 vine tomatoes, chopped (or, half vine and half beef steak, if you want to spend less)
1 cup of white wine
1/2 cup of broth, chicken or veggie
olive oil and butter
salt and pepper to taste

Heat olive oil and butter in a large pot. When the butter is melted, toss in onion. A minute later, add garlic. Salt. Can be a bit oily here, which will be less so as you add more stuff. When the onion and garlic is cooked, add chopped tomato, salt a bit more, and cover.

When the tomatoes have liquefied a bit, add wine and broth (which would have been sitting out so it isn’t so cold) and cover for another sec to bring back the heat. Add the mussels which have been rinsed. Stir and cover immediately. Cook for 4 minutes.

Serve in a large and deep bowl with mo bread, crisp white wine and another bowl for your discarded shells.

Tell me this ain’t fancy as hell.

Mama Mia: Homemade Pasta

I went shopping in Soho yesterday to continue the never-ending search for a pair of shoes. I detest shopping. After it started pouring cold rain, my mood was made worse. I ducked into Dean and Deluca to see if I could pick up something fun, and of course, left with a smile on my face, and project materials in my bag for some homemade ravioli and sauce.

What really inspired this was seeing wonton wrappers (prepared squares of dough for making ravioli or wontons), which I had never used before, always convincing myself that if I didn’t make the dough by hand, I wasn’t really making homemade pasta. I guess I still feel that way but do have a new respect for the process. Mainly because, even when buying ready pasta dough, the project of making homemade ravioli is still a pain in the ass.

I knew I had dried wild mushrooms in my kitchen as well as ricotta cheese left over from a previous meal so I was going to do that up with a pomadora sauce, which I have never made before.

The project was a success, but the only thing that got in the way was my lack of self control. I really wanted to stuff the shiv outta these raviolis, and time and time again, when I was sealing them up, cheese was splushing out. Even though I knew my error, I did it over and over again. I think maybe I’m just a fat ass.

And lastly, before I shut the hell up and get on with the recipe, I found that making tortalini, albeit, humungous ones, were easier to do than ravioli. I know, doesn’t seem right, but probably because I was able to stuff more of the flavor crystals into the torts, making it easier to fold them bad boys.

In the end, I ended up with 12 large cheese ravioli and 35 large wild mushroom and cheese tortalini. Eaten on the same plate with some pasta sauce.

Here we go.

Ricotta and Mozzarella Cheese Mixture

8 oz of ricotta cheese
4 oz of fresh salted mozzarella, cut into small cubes
3 tbl of fresh parsley, chopped well
salt and pepper to taste
wonton wrappers
egg white for sealing
cornmeal for dusting

Combine the ricotta, mozz, parsley, salt and pepper into a mixing bowl and mix well.

Wild Mushroom Mixture

8 oz of ricotta cheese
4 oz of fresh salted mozzarella, cut into small cubes
8 oz of dried mushrooms
salt and pepper to taste
wonton wrappers
egg white for sealing
cornmeal for dusting

Add 1 cup of boiling water to dried mushrooms and cover air tight for 25 minutes. Allow more time if they are this variety, less if they are a softer variety, like a portabello or shitake. Remove from water and squeeze well. Reserve the newly created mushroom broth for another use. Chop the shrooms well and then saute with a guilty amount of butter for about 5 minutes. Lay out to cool.

When the mushrooms are cooled, mix well with cheeses, salt and pepper.

Foldin Em Up

Dust your work area with a bit of cornmeal, and place a wanton wrapper in the center with a corner away from you. Add about a teaspoon (only a teaspoon, see above re: fat ass) of cheesy goodness to the center of the wrapper. Brush egg white on two sides of the exposed wrapper. For ravioli, fold and press the edges lightly with a fork. For tortalini, place slightly more mixture into the center, fold in half to make a triangle, grab ends and fold around so the corners touch each other and glue with egg. Make sure all the edges are sealed well.

Place prepared pasta on a cornmeal-dusted cookie sheet. Continue to make more and more until you get tired or run out of stuff. If you aren’t eating right away, dust well with cornmeal, wrap tightly and refrigerate. Will last about 2 days if kept well.

To cook, boil salted and oiled water in a deep frying pan. Gently add pasta and cook till they float – about 3 to 4 minutes. Grab with a slotted spoon and place directly on plate or serving dish with sauce, butter or olive oil.

I’m not going to lie to you. I did not like the wild mushrooms in this dish. Next time, I’ll use a different dried shroom like portabello or shitake. These were just far too woody for my liking.

Saucin

So, I had never made my own sauce before, or if I have, it was entirely unmemorable. Again, creating a good sauce is about self-control, which I am finding I have none of. The longer you can let this sauce slowly bubble on your stove with out meddling, the better it’s going to be. You heard all those stories about the pots of gravy going at it for like, days. It’s totally true.

My ingredients were mo simple and cut all chunky to create a “country” style. From here on, when I use the term “county style” I mean, ugly. I knew that the ravioli and torts were going to look all country style, so I thought I would do the same with the sauce and let big chunks of flavor pop out.

(Oh and, I know I called this pomodoro before, but that was because I thought it was going to come out all plainish and a bit boring, but in the end it had mad flavor. I’ll probs call this marinara next time.)

Sauce

28 oz of organic chopped tomatoes from a box
5 huge garlic cloves, minimally and roughly chopped
half an onion, which ever color you prefer, I used red only cause it’s what I had in the house
5 leaves of basil, roughly chopped. Use dried if you want, but I’m pretending to be a gardner and have a fresh basil plant on my fire escape. If you use dried, I don’t know how much to put in… Any one know?
2 tsp of dried oregano
salt and pepper to taste
olive oil

Heat olive oil in a heavy sauce pan. Throw onions in and continuously stir till almost translucent. Add garlic. Cook for another minute. Add tomatoes. Add oregano. Twenty minutes later, add basil. (Honestly, I only added it later cause I forgot.) Bring to a simmer, cover, reduce heat to as low as you can. Cover and walk away.

I let this sit for about 2 hours. What resulted was a smokey, thick, chunky, flavorful, tangy sauce which was MOPPED by R. Mopped, I tell ya.

I Am Not A Secret Beet Farmer.

C recently accused me of being a secret beet farmer – as if I could ever be as cool as Mose Schrute. Alls I was saying is that beets are damn good and good for you and good looking. I love that combo. People, eat your beets. Eat em raw, boiled, sliced or shredded, juiced or borscht-ed, in a salad, or in a pasta. (Now I’m going to have to do a borscht and a pasta – see how it’s all snow balls?)

As many people before me have claimed, beets do the following goodness to your body:

1. Think of beets as red spinach, Dr. Bowden said, because they are a rich source of folate as well as natural red pigments that may be cancer fighters. (NYTimes, 6.30.08)

2. Beets contain folic acid, which is recommended for pregnant women because it may lower the risk of spina bifida and other neural tube defects in newborn infants. (Aim For Hearbs, date unknown.)

3. Beta vulgaris roots contain significant amounts of vitamin C, whilst the leaves are an excellent source of vitamin A. They are also high in folate, soluble and insoluble dietary fibre and antioxidants. It is among the sweetest of vegetables, containing more sugar even than carrots or sweet corn. The content of sugar in beetroot is no more than 10%; in the sugar beet it is typically 15 to 20%. (Wikipedia)

And don’t forget to eat them greens. Saute them in butter or olive oil and drown in fresh lemon juice with salt to taste. (My mouth is watering.)

Something Meaty on Something Greeny

A hunk of meat or fish on fresh greens has got to be one of the best combos around. Who doesn’t like this?

This week at the Brooklyn Flea, there was a new vendor who brought in fresh, organic meats. Rarely do I buy my meat organic, so I thought I would try this schmack out. And you know what? I for sure tasted different. Turns out that happy cows means happy bellies.

I bought a strip steak that was so damn heavy my bike wobbled on the way home. The plan was for a no-sauce, no-marinade, no-nothing plan. I wanted a pure meat taste if I was going to really check out what this whole “organic” thing was about.

Damn. We grilled the steak on the stove, placed it on top of plain mesclun, sprinkled some feety blue cheese on top, drizzled a red wine vinegarette to boot, and we had ourselves a meal.

You’re jealous.