Posted on November 14, 2014
Did you know that rye is so easy to grow that in Washington it is classified as a Class C noxious weed? That’s because it pops up in fields where it hasn’t been planted. Not surprisingly, its virtue lies in its ability to grow in marginal soil. Think of some place like, well, Iceland. Read More
Posted on September 19, 2014
I’ve been a very busy cooking bee, happily cooking my way through the Huckleberry Cookbook. I’m also testing out crusts for the KCRW 6th annual pie contest in October, so there’s been a lot of good food happening here. Here’s what this week brought us: Read More
Posted on July 5, 2014
My wonderful friend Amy over at huckleberryandco, who is a baker, gluten-free cookbook author, elite level clarinet player, chair caner and all-around creative genius, recently gave me a pie lesson. We had so much fun visiting between the various stages of the recipe, talking about Tennessee (where she’s from), motorcycles (her beau has 5 vintage bikes); making tinctures and salves (she’s also a medicine woman!); and of course taking a lunch break for punk tacos at Tacos Puntas Cabras.
She taught me how to gently roast berries to get them to release their juices; to save the syrup for sodas or other creative concoctions; how to properly roll my crust; how to dock the bottom crust; how to “spank” herbs to release their flavor; and, how to weave a top crust.
Here’s the Recipe:
1. Pulse flour, butter, and 1 tsp. salt and 1 tsp. sugarin a food processor until pea-size pieces form. Add ½ cup ice-cold water; pulse until dough forms. Form into a ball; halve and form into two disks. Wrap; chill for 1 hour.
2. Heat oven to 425°. Take herbs and slap each leaf between palms of hands, then thinly slice. In a bowl, toss together remaining salt, berries, sugar, herbs, and set filling aside. Roast strawberries in foil on a cookie sheet for about 10 minutes. Let cool. Unwrap dough; roll both into 11″ wide and 1/8″ thick circles. Transfer one circle to a 9″ deep-dish pie pan; dock crust by pricking with a fork 3 or 4 times; mound filling inside. Cut ¾”-wide strips of dough from remaining circle; transfer to top of pie, creating a lattice pattern. Trim and crimp edges. Brush dough with cream and sprinkle with remaining sugar. Bake until golden and bubbling, about 1 hour. (If crust begins to brown before pie is finished baking, cover with foil until pie is done). Let cool.
Posted on June 1, 2014
You may remember the Farro Porridge Bread #1 & #2 I slogged through making. Although I enjoyed the challenge, I much prefer using the grain cooked in salads. Head over to Foodlander to see some great salad ideas I found from fellow food bloggers.
Posted on April 19, 2014
As you my loyal readers know I have been on somewhat of a history kick for inane and slightly off-beat foodstuffs lately. I’m not sure if it’s because I haven’t been able to eat any proper food (only softies) since my dental event, but I’m still on a roll. Here is a very traditional Easter dessert recipe that I adapted slightly to utilize way less sugar and yet it still turned out delicious. It is homey, rich, creamy and it smells awesome while baking. It’s called Pastiera Napoletana.
The Pastiera is a tart always eaten at Easter time in Naples, Italy. It is made from a very special and centuries-old recipe which has two particular ingredients which make it unique: moisture taken from the orange tree blossom and cooke wheat berries. Also used in the recipe are ricotta cheese, candied fruit peel and classic short pastry. I added a few dates and molasses, as well as a hearty ladle-full of Fig Sue . . . just because. Making this tart does not require any great ability, just a little time and patience. And a springform pan!
The Pastiera is tied to early pagan springtime festivals and the modern version was probably invented in a peaceful and secret Neapolitan convent, Sa Gregorio Armeno. Apparently an unknown nun wanted that cake, which had come to be a symbol of the Resurrection to have the perfume of the flowers of the orange trees which grew in the conent’s gardens. She mixed a handful of wheat to the ricotta cheese & eggs, and added water which had the fragrance of the flowers of springtime. The nuns of this convent were considered to be genus in the complex preparation of the Pastiera and used to prepare a great quantity for the neighborhood families during Easter time.
Every good Neapolitan housewife considers herself to be the one and only authentic baker with the best recipe for the Pastiera. There are two different ways of preparing the Pastiera: the oldest one mixes the ricotta cheese to the eggs, the most recent and innovative one recommence to mix thick pastry cream into the ricotta which makes the Pastiera softer.
The pastier must be cooked some days in advance of Easter, no later than Good Friday, in order to allow the fragrances to mix properly to elicit the unique citrusy-sweet taste.
I adapted my recipe from the wonderful Emiko Davies‘s recipe, who writes a weekly Italian column for Food52. I did not use powdered sugar in the crust, and in place of sugar in the filling I added dates and a touch of molasses.
1 stick unsalted cold butter (I like to freeze mine)
2 cups flour
1 whole egg, plus one yolk
Zest of 1 lemon
2 Tbps sugar
Ingredients for the filling:
10 ounces (280 grams) of cooked wheat berries or about 3 1/2 ounces (100 grams) of uncooked wheat berries
1 cup cream or milk
2 tablespoons butter
12 ounces fresh ricotta
6 fresh medjool dates, soaked for a couple of minutes in warm water
1 Tbps molasses
2 whole eggs, plus two yolks
Finely grated zest of 1 lemon
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1 tablespoon orange blossom water
2 oz. candied citron, finely chopped
2 oz. candied lemon peel, finely chopped
Make the Dough:
1. Mix the dry ingredients together in a bowl (I used a food processor this time, but with the dough blade; often I just mix by hand with a fork and knife). Chop the cold butter into small pieces and pulse together in a food processor until it resembles breadcrumbs. Add the egg and lemon zest and knead just until the mixture comes together. If you find it a bit dry, add some cold water, a tablespoon at a time until it forms a dough; if it’s too wet, add a bit of flour. Cover in plastic wrap and rest at least 30 minutes or overnight.
I didn’t have enough dough because . . . well I didn’t really measure (I’m terrible this way!) so I made a little more for the lattice:
Make the filling:
1. Place the cooked wheat berries in a saucepan over medium heat with the butter, milk and lemon zest. Bring to a boil gently, stirring occasionaly until it becomes very thick and creamy like oatmeal, about 15 minutes. Let cool until needed.
2. In a blender, food processor or mixer, beat the eggs and extra yolks with the ricotta, dates, molasses, vanilla, cinnamon and orange blossom water until creamy. Leave this mixture to rest several hours (better if overnight) in the fridge. Fold the cooled wheat berry cream and the rested ricotta mixture together with the finely chopped candied citron.
3. Roll out about two thirds of the pastry and place in a 10 inch greased springform tin. Cut off any overhang and add to the remaining pastry, roll out again and with a pastry crimper wheel, cut long strips about ¾ an inch wide. Fill the pastry base with the ricotta mixture and even out the borders of the pastry to the level of the mixture. Lay the long pastry strips gently across the top to form a a criss-cross diamond pattern, pressing the strips on the edge of the pastry very gently. If desired, you can brush the lattice gently with some egg wash to make it shiny.
4. Bake the pastiera for 1 hour at 390ºF (200ºC) until the pastry is golden and the pastiera is amber-brown on top. Allow to cool completely inside the springform pan before removing or chilling. Ideally serve the pastiera the next day (remove it from the fridge at least 30 minutes before eating to take away some of the chill). Store any leftovers in the fridge.
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Posted on April 17, 2014
The Mulberry Pancakes Mike style were a hit and there were no trips made to the ice cream store or even refrigerator. But then for Mike’s birthday dinner I made pizza with figs, bacon and ricotta . . . and it got Miked. Let me explain.
I made a nice crust with some of the last bits of my sourdough starter before I chucked it to try a new starter method. A simple mix of rye and red fife wheat flours, an overnight rise, a stretch into a rectangular baking sheet, and into the oven with unfiltered olive oil (killer strong and funky!!), grey sea salt and Peads & Barnetts mangalitsa bacon. Everything’s pretty much artisan and/or heirloom up to this point except the Brita filtered tap water I used. After about 5 minutes on near-broil, I stuck a mound of salad greens mix and sliced first-of-spring figs that I’d tossed with oil n balsamic. Another 5 minutes, out of the oven, and I crumbled some fresh ricotta on top and some sunflower sprouts around the perimeter. That last flourish wasn’t part of the plan but I had to come up with something to cover the burnt crust on one side.
This was the night we had the “blood moon,” so I took the finished creation out onto the porch where Mike was relaxing & enjoying the lunar event. He pretty much inhaled it. A hit!
I felt good that there was plenty of the pizza left, because I would need to work late the following night and wouldn’t be home to prepare dinner. Not that I’m the only one who can cook in our household . . . far from it . . . but during the week when we’re both working I like to have on hand one or two partially prepared dinner options in the fridge.
When I came home from work later than normal bedtime time the next night, I was half awake. I opened the fridge for a drink . . . saw the pizza dish empty . . . and then this woke me up:
The pizza had been Mike-d. I would never think to add tomato sauce to figs . . . but then again ask an Ohio native if figs even belong on pizza!