bag of sugar

This is a bag of sugar.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sugar that has been made in Michigan with Michigan sugar beets.  So even though I don’t use a lot of sugar, I can feel good about this sugar because it is a local (to me) product.

In fact, I use sugar so little that a bag of sugar such as this sits around long enough to get rock hard in the bag.  You know what I mean.  You have to practically chisel it out.  Maybe throw the bag on the counter a few times just to get things loosened up a bit. And then, if you’re lucky,  a quarter of a cup of sugar comes eke(ing) out into the measuring cup.

Some days I feel a lot like a bag of rock hard sugar.

 

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go bulldogs

The spaghetti sauce is simmering. No one is looking over my shoulder. I have a few minutes to post.

(I’m gonna have to change the name of this site because here comes yet another vignette that has nothing to do with food.)

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one or the other

The irony of the situation is that most days it comes down to either writing about the food or  actually getting it on the table.

The family has been very well fed in the past week.

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no cake today

I know – I told you a recipe for Cardamom Cake would be up next but I have a confession to make instead. Continue reading

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second day of christmas

What do you suppose Mary and Joseph ate on that first Christmas morning?

the Holy Family

Whatever it was, it was a far cry from what goes on the table here at frontporchfoodie.

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to sandy hook with love

Christmas is just around the corner and we are all busy, busy, busy.  I have not posted as often as I would have liked.  Partly because of getting ready for Christmas but mostly because of the events of  last Friday, December 14.

I think I speak for just about anyone when I say that the loss in Connecticut put the whole nation in shock and most of us, myself included, took some serious time out for soul searching reflection.

Just days before, I had been talking with a dear friend and asked her -

“With everything that there is to be concerned about and that one could write about and express an opinion about, why is it that I am writing about local food?”

“Well,” she replied, “there is nothing wrong with it.”

But I have known this woman for over twenty years and what she really was saying was -

“Why are you writing about local food?”

So I gave that some thought and while I was thinking, Sandy Hook happened.

Families torn asunder. Unfathomable grief in the wake of unfathomable actions.

And I thought, here I am, wiling away my hours blogging about food and gardens and chickens when  there is so much pain and hurt in this world.  I should be talking about something worthwhile, something that can change society, some actions we can take to begin healing this broken world.

I was still thinking about this tonight as I sliced cabbage to make coleslaw.  Coleslaw made me think about potlucks and potlucks made me think about funeral luncheons.

Funeral luncheons made me think once again about the souls of Sandy Hook.  Several of the babes were from Catholic families, members of St. Rose of Lima parish in Newton.

My family is Catholic.  Over the years, my boys and daughter have been acolytes at many a funeral Mass, always followed by a luncheon.

People aren’t really hungry after a funeral Mass.  The food at a funeral luncheon is there for healing purposes.  I can’t explain it, but we all know the power of food to bring people together, to bond, to nurture, to heal.

Are we a people who has lost sight of the true importance of food?  Have we cast aside the profound nature of what food really does for us – slows us down, reconnects us, give us the opportunity to be givers and not takers.

I can say for almost certain that every single one of those grieving families has a full refrigerator today and will for days if not weeks to come.

The community will bring food.

And I bet it is not fast food.  It will be slow food-

painstakingly prepared-

seasoned with salty tears-

infused with love.

 

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tortilla tutorial

One of my very favorite Christmas stories for children is Nine Days to Christmas

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The little girl,  Ceci, eagerly awaits her very first posada and with it, perhaps her very own pinata!  One day, while waiting, Ceci tags along with the servant, Maria, to where two old women are selling tortillas. The author writes:

“The women were slapping the dough between their hands and throwing the cakes on a sheet of hot iron to bake.  Other  servant girls were buying tortillas already made, but Maria just bought some dough.  Maria knew how to slap the pancakes herself.”

I don’t know how to slap tortillas by hand and I’m short a sheet of  hot iron but I have figured out a fairly decent method using parchment paper, a rolling pin, and a cast iron frying pan.

For tortillas you will need Masa Harina (simply called Masa), warm water or stock of any kind – (maybe not fish stock, though) and, optionally, salt and a fat of some sort.

By the way, Masa is corn flour, not to be confused with corn meal.

masa

 

There is a little prep work to be done.  You’ll need some parchment paper and something big and round to trace

 

Cut out two circles of parchment paper

Set these aside.   You will use these same two circles for the whole batch.

Start heating a large cast iron frying pan or a griddle on medium to high heat.  You be the judge here.  The pan has to be HOT but you want to be safe.

Now make the tortilla dough.

For six to eight tortillas, use:

  • one cup masa
  • salt is optional – 1/2 tsp is good
  • and so is butter – about 1 TBS- make sure it is very soft
  • warm water

Put the masa, salt, and butter in a bowl

masa with salt and butter

and add 3/4 cup of warm water.

The water should be warm, not hot.  I don’t know why but the hot water does something funny to the texture of the dough.

Mix it all up with a spoon.  If the dough looks too loose, like this

add masa one tablespoon at a time until it looks like this

Form six to eight balls of dough.

Place one ball on one piece of parchment paper

and cover it with the other piece of parchment paper.  Roll the dough into a circle about an eighth of an inch thick,

peel back the top piece of paper

and be proud of your handiwork.

Now lift up the parchment paper with the tortilla still on it and flip it upside down onto the hot pan.

Wait a few seconds for the tortilla to grab the hot pan and then peel the parchment paper away.

Flip the tortilla when it it gets little brown spots on the pan side of the cake. It doesn’t take long, so don’t walk away from it.

There you have it.  Fill these great (gluten free b.t.w) wraps with anything your little heart desires.

 

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family ties

I’m real proud of my Mom.  She had some technical trouble finding my frontporch but finally figured out how to navigate her way here.  This is great – Mom even has technical issues with house keys so this is huge for her.

Mom liked my Monday, Monday post and  shared an anecdote:

I love the Portrait of A Hen.

We tried raising chickens on the cold clay soil of Dafter Township back in 1960 something. In our ignorance, we confined them to a small pen in the barn-shed and neglected to provide grit for them. When we gave up on the project and slaughtered them their meat was nothing but ropy tendons and their gizzards were the size of a child’s fist.

I remember the day Dad slaughtered those chickens.  They really do run around with their heads cut off.


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celery root soup

This is the B.O.B  crew.

celery root and beets

That’s Bottom Of the Box.

These guys are always the last to be used out of our weekly CSA share.

In case you don’t recognize what’s in the line up there are two celeriac -  a.k.a celery root, five beets, and one rutabaga.

Now you know why they are the B.O.B. crew.  I mean, what do you do with beets – five of them- and more celery root.

The rutabaga I can deal with.  I can make pasties out of it.  I’ll  show you about that some other time.

Now, OG is pretty easy to feed.  He’ll suffer through some of the worst experiments I serve up.  But he will NOT eat beets.  I respect this.  I have a thing about lima beans and okra.  And I mean that in the worst way. If my life depended on it I am not sure I could consume those items.  That’s how OG is with beets. He cannot even abide the smell of them cooking. I try to find homes for the untouchables but if I can’t, I just toss them on the compost.

The celery root is less problematic.  Although until this year I never even knew such a thing existed, I have been finding ways to use it up,  (the fave so far has been in this recipe),  mostly in salads and stir fry type dishes.

It so happened the other night that B.O.B was all that I had on hand.  Because, well, I had used everything else.

I take that back.  There were some potatoes.

Oh, and a leek – and some sprigs of rosemary. And in the otherwise empty refrigerator, some cheddar cheese.

I’ll just get to it.  Here is what I made.  I call it:

ROSEMARY INFUSED CELERY ROOT SOUP

  • 2 celery roots
  • 1 large leek
  •  2 or 3 – or 4 TBS butter
  • 6 cups chicken stock
  • 4 Yukon Gold potatoes
  • 4 oz grated cheddar cheese
  • 1 big sprig of rosemary
  •  sea salt to taste
  •  pepper

Wash, pare and cube the celery root.

Trim, rinse well, and chop the leek.  Saute the celeriac  and the leek in the butter.  Add the chicken stock and bring to a boil and then turn down to simmer.

Meanwhile pare and chop the potatoes and cook separately until soft.

When the celery root and the leeks are soft turn off the heat and let the soup cool slightly. Carefully transfer to a blender and blend until smooth.  Return it to the soup pot.

Now put the sprig of rosemary in with the celeriac and leeks.  Rosemary is a potent herb so I just let it steep for ten minutes and then fished it out.



Add the grated cheddar cheese and whisk it in until it is melted and then add the cooked potatoes.  Pepper it up and garnish with rosemary.

 

celery root soup

OG says this soup is ‘substantial and creamy but not overly rich’.

I like the tension created by the sophistication of the infused rosemary paired with the peasant simplicity of the celery root.

That’s foodie talk.  I couldn’t help myself.

Thanks for stopping by!

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off page

(This post actually has nothing at all to do with local food or backyard farming.)

The other day while I was out mucking poo,  Michaela was in the house doing something dainty. pictures this way

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