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Here are the tastingspoons players. I’m in the middle (Carolyn). Daughter Sara on the right, and daughter-in-law Karen on the left. I started the blog in 2007, as a way to share recipes with my family. Now in 2023, I’m still doing 99% of the blogging and holding out hope that these two lovely and excellent cooks will participate. They both lead very busy lives, so we’ll see.

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BOOK READING (from Carolyn):

Under the Java Moon, by Heather Moore. Sometimes these WWII books are tough to read. This is a true story (written as fiction, though) about a few Dutch families who are taken prisoner on Java Island, by the Japanese. Certainly it’s a story about unbelievable deprivation and sadness, but also about resilience too. Not everyone survives, as you could guess, but you’ll be rooting for young Rita who takes on so many responsibilities far beyond her 6-year old’s abilities. I read this because a dear friend of mine’s husband (now deceased) was in the Army during WWII and spent a lot of his duty in Indonesia and had horrific stories to tell about the weather and environment (awful!). A period of his life he liked to forget. The book certainly brings that period and place to the forefront. I’m glad I read it.

Never in a million years would I have picked up Blind Your Ponies, by Stanley Gordon West. If I’d read the cover or flap that the bulk of the story is about basketball, I’d have put it back on the shelf. But oh, this book is – yes, about basketball, but it’s about a place in time in Montana, a few decades ago, when a tiny town supported their high school team. It’s about a dream. About the town who believed in them. About a tall young man who comes to lives in the town, and his deliverance, really, from a pretty awful background as he plays basketball, when he’d never played before. It’s about relationships, marriages, families and about how this little team makes it. Such a great story and SO glad I read it.

A Girl Called Samson, by Amy Harmon. I’m a fan of anything written by Harmon, and this one delivered as all her books do. 1760, Massachusetts. Deborah Samson is an indentured servant but yearns for independence. From being a rather tall, skinny kid (a girl) to faking it as a young soldier (a young man) in the Continental army. You’ll marvel at her ability to hide her true self. It’s quite a story. She’s thrown into the worst of situations in the war and comes through with flying colors. You’ll find yourself rooting for her and also fearing mightily that she’s going to either get killed, or be “found out,” by some of the men. Riveting story beginning to end. There’s a love interest here too which is very sweet.

On Mystic Lake, by Kristin Hannah. This is a book Hannah wrote some years ago, and tells the story of a woman, Annie, who finds out (on the day their daughter goes off to a foreign land for an exchange quarter) that her husband is in love with another woman and leaves her. Annie, who has been the quintessential perfect corporate wife, is devastated. She felt blind-sided. She cries and wallows, but eventually she returns home to her small town, where her widowed dad lives, in Washington. There she runs into many people she knew and at first feels very out of place. Slowly, she finds the town more welcoming and she helps a previous boyfriend, now widowed with his young daughter. A connection is there. Annie has to find herself, and she definitely does that. Her husband rears his head (of course he does!) after several months, and Annie has to figure out what to do. I don’t want to give away the story. Lots of twists and turns.

The Vineyard, by Barbara Delinsky. A novel with many current day issues. Husband and wife own a vineyard in Rhode Island. Husband dies. Widow soon (too soon) marries the manager, a hired employee, much to the consternation of her two grown children. Widow hires woman as personal assistant (much of the book comes from her voice) and she gets entangled into the many webs, clinging from the many decades the winery has tried to be successful. Really interesting. Lots of plot twists, but all revolving around work of the vineyard. Cute love story too. It wouldn’t be a Delinsky book without that aspect.

Consequences, Penelope Lively. I’ve always loved this author’s writing style. Have read many of her books. This one follows a rather dotted line family, the women, as they grow through worn-torn London and England. There’s poverty and both major events and minor ones that send the story’s trajectory in new directions. Riveting for me. Lively won the Booker Prize for Moon Tiger, her most famous book.

Below Zero, C.J. Box. Mystery of the first order. A Joe Pickett novel (he’s a game warden in Wyoming) with a family member thought dead is suddenly alive. Or is she? Joe’s on the hunt to find out. I don’t read these books at night – too scary. I love his books, though.

Consolations of the Forest: Alone in a Cabin on the Siberian Taiga, by Sylvain Tesson. I’m not sure what possessed me to read this book. About a late 30s guy who seems to crave solitude; he’s offered a 11×11 cabin in the cold/frozen Siberian outback, on a huge lake that freezes over in winter. Here’s a quote from the book: “A visit to my wooden crates. My supplies are dwindling. I have enough pasta left for a month and Tabasco to drench it in. I have flour, tea and oil. I’m low on coffee. As for vodka, I should make it to the end of April.” Vodka plays large in this book. Tesson (who is French, with Russian heritage) is a gifted writer, about the wilderness, the flora and fauna, about the alone-ness, the introspection. Mostly he ate pasta with Tabasco. No other sauce. Many shots of vodka every day. Drunkenness plays a serious role too – what else is there to do, you might ask? He lived there for about a year. I’d have lasted a week, no more.

The Auburn Conference by Tom Piazza. Another one, given my druthers I’m not sure I’d have picked up. For one of my book clubs. Excellent writing. 1883, upstate NY. A young professor decides to make a name for himself and puts on an event, inviting many literary luminaries of the day (Mark Twain, Frederick Douglass, Herman Melville, Forrest Taylor and a romance novelist [the outlier] Lucy Comstock). Part panel discussion, part private conversations, the author weaves a tale of discord, some moderate yelling, some rascism and much ridicule of the romance novelist. Also some words of wisdom, maybe not from the authors you’d have expected. Unusual book.

As Bright as Heaven, by Susan Meissner. 1918. Philadelphia. About a young family arriving with the highest of hopes. Then the Spanish Flu hits and dashes everything. You’ll learn a whole lot about that particular virulent flu and the tragic aftermath. Really good read.

Hour of the Witch, by Chris Bohjalian. Boston, 1662. A young woman becomes the 2nd wife of a powerful man, a cruel man. She determines to leave him, something just “not done” back then. Twists and turns, she’s accused of being a witch. Story of survival, and a redeeming love too.

My Oxford Year, by Julia Whelan. At 24, a young woman is honored with a Rhodes Scholarship to Oxford. She’s older than most of her fellow classmates, and as an American, doesn’t fit in very well. She’s left a good job back home, but determines to try to work some for the political campaign job she’s left, and also do the work for her Oxford scholarship. She meets a professor. Oh my. Such an interesting book. I loved learning about the culture of Oxford, and there’s a fascinating romance too, somewhat a forbidden one with said professor.

Madame Pommery, by Rebecca Rosenberg. I love champagne. Have read a number of books over the years (novels) about the region (and I’ve visited there once). This is real history, though in a novelized form. Madame Pommery was widowed, and determined she would blaze a trail that was not well received (no women in the champagne business for starters). And she decides to make a different, less sweet version. She’s hated and reviled, but sticks to her guns, veering away from the then very sweet version all the winemakers were producing. Fascinating story.

The Wager, by David Grann. A true tale of shipwreck, mutiny and murder back in the 1740s. Not exactly my usual genre of reading, but once I heard about the book, I decided I needed to read it. This is a novelized version of the story, based on the facts of an English shipwreck, first off Brazil, then later off Chile. Of the men, their struggle to survive (and many didn’t). Yes, there’s murder involved, and yes, there’s mutiny as well. Those who survived stood trial back in England many years later. Riveting read.

Before We Were Yours, by Lisa Wingate. 1939. A shantyboat in the backwaters of the Mississippi River. A 12-year old girl is left to care for her younger siblings when her mother is taken ill. A mystery ensues, and soon officials chase these youngsters to take them into an orphanage, one that became infamous for “selling” the children, weaving wild tales of their provenance. Dual timeline, you read about a successful young attorney who returns home to help her father, and questions come up about the family history. Fascinating read. You’ll learn about this real abominable woman, Georgia Tann, who profited by her “sales.”

The Vaster Wilds, by Lauren Goff. This tells the story of a young servant girl, in the aftermath of the starvation in Jamestown, the beleaguered town that virtually disappeared because the people weren’t prepared for the harshness of survival in those days. She escapes before the demise of the town and heads west, with nothing but the clothes she’s wearing. She survives longer than you might think, and encounters a lot of interesting experiences and people. Very interesting historical read.

Lady Tan’s Circle of Woman, Lisa See. Historical fiction, from 1469, Ming Dynasty, China. Based on the true story, however, about a young woman mostly raised by her grandmother who is a well known physician. Her grandfather is a scholarly physician, her grandmother, more an herbalist, or like a pharmacist of the day. Tan eventually marries into a family and is immediately subjugated by the matriarch, who won’t allow her to practice any of her healing arts. Quite a story, and also about how she eventually does treat women (women “doctors” were only allowed to treat women) as a midwife and herbalist. You’ll learn a whole lot about the use of flowers and herbs for healing and about the four humors.

Winter Garden, by Kristen Hannah. Quite a story, taking place in Washington State with apple orchards forming a backdrop and family business. Two sisters, never much friends even when they were young, return home to help care for their ailing father. Their mother? What an enigma. She took no part in raising them, yet she lived in the home. She cooked for the family, but rarely interacted. Yet her father adored his wife, their mother. How do they bridge the gulf between each other and also with their mother. Another page turner from Kristen Hannah.

Trail of the Lost, by Andrea Lankford. Not my usual genre. This is nonfiction, about Lankford who has plenty of credentials for rescue services, and is an avid hiker herself, determines to try to find some missing people who have disappeared off the face of the earth on the Pacific Crest Trail. It’s about how rescues work, everything from the disconnect between active citizens who want to help, and seemingly the unwillingness of authorities to share information. Not exactly a positive for law enforcement in this book. Really fascinating. There are hundreds of people who have disappeared off various long hike trails in the U.S. This is about four who were hiking (separately and at different times) on the PCT.

Tomorrow, Tomorrow and Tomorrow, by Gabrielle Zevin. I’ve never been a “gamer.” Not by any standard definition, anyway. Not like people who really get into games, adventure, killers, etc. And this book isn’t a game .. . but it’s a novel (and a great story, I might add) about how these games come into being. How they’re invented, how they morph. First there were two college students, then a third person is added, and they end up creating a wildly popular game. A company is born. And it goes from there. Mostly it’s about the people, their relationships, but set amidst the work of creating and running a gaming company. Not all fun and games, pun intended.

Remarkably Bright Creatures, by Shelby Van Pelt. Oh gosh, what a fabulous book. It’s a novel; however, much of the story is about the intelligence of octopus. In particular this one, Marcellus, who lives in an aquarium in a fictitious town in western Washington State. More than anything the book is about relationships, not only Marcellus with a woman (of a certain age) who cleans the aquarium at night, but the various people in this small town.

Trust, by Herman Diaz. This novel is an enigma in so many ways. It’s a book, within a book, within a book. About the stock market crash back in 1929, but it’s about a man. Oh my. It’s really interesting. This book won the Pulitzer. That’s why I bought it.

Cassidy Hutchinson is a young woman (a real one) who works in politics or “government.” She’s worked for some prestigious Washington politicians, and ended up working for Trump. The book is a memoir of her short spin working at the highest levels, and obviously at the White House. She worked under Mark Meadows and suffered a lot of ridicule when she quit. Truth and lies . . . when she couldn’t live with herself and subvert the truth. Enough, gives you plenty of detail leading up to and after the January 6th uprising. She testified to Congress about what she knew. Really interesting. I almost never read books about politics because I think many (most?) of our elected politicians succumb to the lure of power and forget who they work for, us, the public.

Becoming Dr. Q, by Alfredo Quiñones-Hinojosa, MD, is an Associate Professor of Neurosurgery and Oncology at Johns Hopkins University. This is his memoir about how he went from being a penniless migrant from Mexico to one of the world’s most renowned experts in brain tumors.

The Invincible Miss Cust, by Penny Haw.  In 1868 Ireland, a woman wasn’t allowed to attend veterinary school, much less become a veterinarian. It took  years of trying (to the horror of her aristocratic family) and finally someone took her under their wing, she enrolled using a pseudonym (a name not revealing her gender). This is a true story of Aleen Isabel Cust, who did just that.

Her Heart for a Compass, by Sarah Ferguson (yes), the Duchess of York. I was pleasantly surprised as I read this book that it wasn’t the usual romantic romp – there’s more to this story than you might think. Ferguson utilizes some of her family ancestors as real characters in the book. Sweet story but with lots of twists and turns.

Someone Else’s Shoes, by Jojo Moyes.Nisha, our heroine, is a wealthy socialite. She thinks her life is perfect. At the gym someone else grabs her gym bag, so she grabs the similar one. Then she finds out her husband is leaving her and he’s locked her out of their high-rise apartment. She’s penniless. No attorney will take her on. She has nothing but this gym bag belonging to someone else (who?).

The Eleventh Man, Ivan Doig. What a story. Ben, part of a Montana college football team in the 1940s, joins the service during WWII. So do all of his eleven teammates. After suffering some injuries in pilot training he is recruited by a stealthy military propaganda machine. His job is to write articles about his teammates as they are picked off at various battle theaters around the Pacific and Europe. Ben goes there, in person, to fuel the stories. Ivan Doig is a crafty writer; I’ve read several of his books, my favorite being The Whistling Season.

Wavewalker, by Suzanne Heywood. Oh my goodness. A memoir about a very young English girl who goes off with her besotted and narcissistic parents and her brother on a years-long sailing journey supposedly following the route of James Cook. A very old, decrepit 70-foot schooner. Four people, 2 sort-of adults and 2 children. Sometimes a helper or two. A seasick mother. A dad who is driven to the extreme, whatever the damage he creates. She spent 10 years aboard.

Claire Keegan wrote Small Things Like These. It’s won a lot of awards, and shortlisted for the Booker Prize. Takes place in Ireland. Some profound questions come up in this novella, about complicity, about restitution. There’s a convent nearby, and attached one of those places young girls were sent if they found themselves “in the family way,” and about how the church helped, supposedly, by taking the children and placing them in homes, without consent. It’s ugly, the truth of the matter. Really good read.

Nicholas Sparks isn’t an author I read very often because his books are pretty sappy, but daughter Sara recommended this one, The Longest Ride. It begins with Ira (age 93), stuck in his car as it plunges off the edge of a road, and it’s snowing. As the hours tick by, he reminisces about his life.

The Neuroscientist Who Lost Her Mind, by Barbara Lipska. Interesting that I’ve read two books recently about the brain (see Doctor Q above). This is a true story about a woman, a neuroscientist, who developed a metastatic melanoma in the brain.

The Price of Inheritance, by Karin Tanabe. This is a mystery, of sorts. Our heroine is an up and coming employee at Christie’s (auction house). In bringing a large collection of expensive art to auction, she makes a misstep about the provenance of a desk. She’s fired. She goes back to her roots, takes a job at a small antique store where she used to work.

The Covenant of Water, by Abraham Verghese. Did you read Cutting for Stone, years ago, by this author? Such a good book, so I knew I’d enjoy this one, and oh, did I!. The book takes place in a little known area of southern India, and chronicles a variety of people over a few generations, who inhabit the place.

Finding Dorothy, by Elizabeth Letts. My friend Dianne recommended this book to me, and it was so special. Loved it beginning to end. It’s based on the story of 77-year old Maud Gage Baum (her husband Frank Baum wrote The Wizard of Oz).

The Bandit Queens, by Parini Shroff. It’s about a young Indian woman, Geeta, as she tries her best to make a living after her husband leaves her. Yet the community she lives in, thinks Geeta murdered him.

Attribution, by Linda Moore. We follow art historian Cate, as she struggles to succeed in her chosen field against sexist advisors. She finds what she thinks is a hidden painting.

The Measure, Nikki Erlick. Oh my goodness. This story grabbed me from about the third sentence. Everyone in the world finds a wooden box on their doorstep, or in front of their camper or tent, that contains a string. Nothing but a string. The author has a vivid imagination (I admire that) and you just will not believe the various reactions (frenzy?) from people who are short-stringers, or long-stringers.

The Book Spy by Alan Hlad. True stories, but in novel form, of a special Axis group of men and women librarians and microfilm specialists, sent to strategic locations in Europe to acquire and scour newspapers, books, technical manuals and periodicals, for information about German troop locations, weaponry and military plans of WWII. I was glued to the book beginning to end. Fascinating accounts.

A Dangerous Business, Jane Smiley. What a story. 1850s gold rush, story of two young prostitutes, finding their way in a lawless town in the Wild West. There’s a murder, or two, or three, or some of the town’s prostitutes, and the two women set out to solve the crime.

Storm Watch, by C. J. Box. I’m such a fan of his tales of Wyoming Game Warden Joe Pickett’s adventures catching criminals. Loved it, just like I’ve loved every one of his books.

Defiant Dreams, by Sola Mahfouz. True story about the author, born in Afghanistan in 1996. This is about her journey to acquire an education. It’s unbelievable what the Taliban does to deter and forbid women from bettering themselves.

Language of Flowers by Vanessa Diffenbaugh. This is fairly light read, a novel – but interesting, about the meaning behind many flowers.

The Rome Apartment, by Kerry Fisher. Such a cute story. Maybe not an interesting read for a man. It’s about Beth, whose husband has just left her, and her daughter has just gone off to college. Beth needs a new lease on life, so she rents a room from a woman who lives in Rome.

All the Beauty in the World, a memoir by Patrick Bringley. Absolutely LOVED this book. Bringley was at loose ends and accepted a job as a guard at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in NYC. He’d been a journalist at The New Yorker magazine, but after his brother was ill and died, he needed refreshing. After his training at the museum, he moves from room to room, guarding the precious art, and learning all about the pieces and the painters or sculptors.

The Queen’s Lady, by Joanna Hickson. I love stories about Tudor England, and this one didn’t disappoint. Joan Guildford is a lady in waiting to Queen Elizabeth. Oh my goodness are there twists and turns.

Once in awhile I’m ready to read another Louise Penny mystery. This time it was World of Curiosities. Usually I’d write something wonderful regarding “another tome about Three Pines.” Not going to say it this time. Three Pines becomes a sinister place. Murders (many).

Over the years I’ve read many of Jodi Picoult’s books. This, her newest, or very new, is called Mad Honey. Oh, my. This book is beyond Picoult’s usual borders, but then she always writes edgy books. That’s her genre. This one is written with a co-author, a woman who is gay (I think) and also a trans-gender.

Philippa Gregory is one of my fav authors. Just finished her 3rd (and last, I think) in the Fairmile series called Dawnlands. If you scroll down below you’ll find the 2nd book in the series, Tidelands. Very interesting about English history, but about the same families from the first book in the group. Loved it, as I loved all of them.

Am currently reading Rutherfurd’s long, long book, Paris. I love these involved historical novels about a place (he’s written many about specific places in the world). It’s a saga that goes back and forth in time, following the travails of various people and families, through thick and thin. Some of it during the era of the King Louis’ (plural, should I say Louies?). Very interesting about some of the city’s history and royalty.

Although this book says A Christmas Memory, by Richard Paul Evans, it’s not just about Christmas. A young boy is the hero here, but really an older widower man who lives next door plays a pivotal part of this book.

Wish You Were Here, by Jodi Picoult. Another page-turner. I loved this book. A thirty-something woman, about to take a trip with her boyfriend, when Covid breaks out. Covid plays a major role in this book, beginning to end. She decides to go anyway as her boyfriend is a doctor and cannot leave. She ends up on a remote Galapagos island, and you go along with her – with people she meets, the life she leads, the isolation she experiences, the loneliness she feels, but the joy of nature is a sustaining aspect.

Not everyone wants to read food memoirs. When I saw Sally Schmitt had written a memoir, titled Six California Kitchens, I knew I wanted to read it. I met Sally a few times over the years when I visited Napa Valley, and bought some of her famous pickled items, chutneys, jams, etc. She was the original chef at The French Laundry, before it became truly famous by Thomas Keller.

Being a fan of Vivian Howard (from her TV show), when I saw she’d written another book, I knew I should buy it. This Will Make It Taste Good is such an unusual name for a cookbook, but once you get into the groove of the book, you’ll understand. What’s here are recipes for some “kitchen heroes” she calls them. They’re condiments. They’re food additions, they’re flavor enhancers.

As soon as it came out, I ordered Spare, by Prince Harry. I’ve always been interested in the Royal Family.

Unaccustomed Earth by Jhumpa Lahiri. Usually I don’t seek out short stories. I might have purchased this book without realizing it was. There aren’t that many stories – each one gets you very ingrained in the characters. I love her writing, and would think each story in this book could be made into a full-fledged novel.

A Lantern in Her Hand, by Beth Streeter Aldrich. A very interesting and harrowing story of early pioneer days in the Midwest (Nebraska I think); covered wagon time up to about 80 years later as the heroine, Abbie Deal, and her husband start a family in a small town.

The Messy Lives of Book People, by Phaedra Patrick. From amazon’s page: Mother of two Liv Green barely scrapes by as a maid to make ends meet, often finding escape in a good book while daydreaming of becoming a writer herself. So she can’t believe her luck when she lands a job housekeeping for her personal hero, mega-bestselling author Essie Starling, a mysterious and intimidating recluse.

Four Seasons in Rome by Anthony Doerr. I’m a fan of this author and relished reading his book about a year in his personal life, with his wife and very new, newborn twins. Doerr was given an auspicious award – a year of study in Rome, with apartment and a stipend. There are four chapters, by season.

Kristin Hannah’s Distant Shores is quite a read. Some described it as like a soap opera. Not me. Interesting character development of a couple who married young. She put her own career/wants/desires aside to raise their children. He forged ahead with his life dreams. The children grow up and move on. Then he’s offered a huge promotion across the country. She’s torn – she doesn’t want to be in New York, but nothing would get in the way of his career.

Oh, William! by Elizabeth Strout. Lucy Barton is divorced. But she’s still sort of friendly with her ex. It’s complicated. Out of the blue he asks her to go on a trip with him to discover something about his roots.

Tidelands,  by Philippa Gregory. It tells the tale of a peasant woman, Alinor (an herbalist and midwife), who lives barely above the poverty level, trying to raise two children, during the time of great turmoil in England, the rancorous civil war about Charles 1.

Read Reminders of Him, by Colleen Hoover. A page turner of a story. A young woman is convicted of a crime (young and foolish type). Once released her sole purpose is to be a part of her daughter’s life.

The Last Anniversary by Liane Moriarty. Oh my goodness. The wicked webs we weave. How in the world did the author even come UP with this wild story, but she did, and it kept me glued. Sophie walked away from her wedding day, and always wondered if she made the wrong decision.

Very funny and poignant story, Mrs. Palfrey at the Claremont, by Elizabeth Taylor (no, not that one). Mrs. Palfrey, a woman of a certain age, moves into an old folks’ home in London. It’s a sort of hotel, but has full time elderly quirky residents.

For one of my book clubs we read Lessons in Chemistry, by Bonnie Garmus. This book is so hard to describe. Elizabeth is a wizard at chemistry and struggles to be recognized for her intelligence and research. She meets a man at her company who is brilliant too. They make quite a pair. They have a child, then he suddenly dies. Her work isn’t taken seriously, so she leaves her employment and becomes an overnight phenom on a cooking show where she uses the chemical names for things like sodium chloride, etc. You go alongside her struggles, and her raising of her daughter. LOTS of humor, lots to discuss for a book club.

Horse. Oh my, is it a page turner. Loved it from the first page to the last. Sad when it ended. It’s a fictional creation but based on a real racehorse owned by a black man, back in the 1850s. Technically, the story is about a painting of the horse but there are many twists and turns. If you’ve ever enjoyed Brooks’ books in the past, this one won’t disappoint.

The Book of Lost Names, by Kristin Harmel (no, not Hannah). Certainly a little-known chunk of history about a woman who becomes a master forger during WWII to help get Jewish children out of France. Not easy to read, meaning the difficulty of anyone finding the means and place to DO the forgery and right under the noses of the Nazis. Really good read.

Liane Moriarty’s first novel, Three Wishes, follows the travails of adult triplets, so different, yet similar in many ways. Two are identical, the third is not. So alike, and so not. It takes you through a series of heart-wrenching events, seemingly unrelated, but ones that could bring a family to its breaking point and test the bonds of love and strength.

Recently I’ve read both of Erin French’s books, her cookbook, The Lost Kitchen, and since then her memoir, Finding Freedom. About her life growing up (difficult) about her coming of age mostly working in the family diner, flipper burgers and fries (and learning how much she liked to cook). Now she’s a very successful restaurant entrepreneur (The Lost Kitchen is also the name of her restaurant) in the minuscule town of Freedom, Maine. She’s not a classically trained chef, but she’s terrifically creative. See her TV series on Discover+ if you subscribe.

Jo Jo Moyes has a bunch of books to her credit. And she writes well, with riveting stories. Everything I’ve read of hers has been good. This book, The Girl You Left Behind, is so different, so intriguing, so controversial and a fascinating historical story. There are two timelines here, one during WWI, in France, when a relatively unknown painter (in the style of Matisse) paints a picture of his wife. The war intervenes for both the husband and the wife.

Eli Shafak’s Island of Missing Trees. This book was just a page turner. If you’ve never read anything about the conflict in Cyprus (the island) between the Turks and the Greeks, you’re in for a big history lesson here. But, the entire story centers around a fig tree. You get into the head/brain/feelings of this big fig tree which plays a very central part of the story. You’ll learn a lot about animals, insects (ants, mosquitos, butterflies) and other flora and fauna of Cyprus.

Also read Apples Never Fall by Liane Moriarty. Ohhh my, such a good book. I couldn’t put it down. Whatever you do, do not read the ending before you start the book. I’ve never understood people who do this. The book chronicles the day a mom just ups and disappears. The grown children come back home, in panic. The dad isn’t much help, and he becomes the prime suspect of foul play. There is no body, however.

If you’d like a mystery read, try Dete Meserve’s The Space Between. It’s just the kind of page-turner I enjoy – a wife returns to her home after being away on business for a few days, to find her husband missing and what he’s left for her is an unexplained bank deposit of a million dollars, a loaded Glock in the nightstand, and a video security system that’s been wiped clean.

Read Alyson Richman’s historical novel called The Velvet Hours. Most of the book takes place in Paris, with a young woman and her grandmother, a very wealthy (but aging) woman who led a life of a semi-courtesan. Or at least a kept woman. But this grandmother was very astute and found ways to invest her money, to grow her money, and to buy very expensive goods. Then WWII intervenes, and the granddaughter has to close up her grandmother’s apartment, leaving it much the way it had been throughout her grandmother’s life, to escape the Nazis. Years go by, and finally answers are sought and found. An intriguing book, based on the author’s experience with an apartment that had been locked up similarly for decades, also in Paris.

Susan Meissner is one of my favorite authors. This book, The Nature of Fragile Things tells a very unusual story. About a young Irish immigrant, desperate to find a way out of poverty, answers an ad for a mail order bride.

Also read Rachel Hauck’s The Writing Desk. You could call this a romance. A young professional, a writer of one successful book, has writer’s block. Then she’s asked to go to Florida to help her mother (from whom she’s mostly estranged) through chemo. She goes, hoping she can find new inspiration.

Also recently finished The Weight of Ink by Rachel Kadish. The book goes backwards and forwards in time, from the 1600s in London with the day-to-day lives of a group of Jews (who had to be very careful about how they worshiped) to current day as an old house is discovered to hold a treasure-trove of historical papers.

Colleen Hoover has written quite a book, It Ends with Us: A Novel, with a love story being the central theme, but again, this book is not for everyone – it can be an awakening for any reader not acquainted with domestic violence and how such injury can emerge as innocent (sort of) but then becomes something else. There is graphic detail here.

Nicolas Barreau’s novel Love Letters from Montmartre: A Novel  is very poignant, very sweet book. Seems like I’ve read several books lately about grieving; this one has a charming ending, but as anyone who has gone through a grave loss of someone dear knows, you can’t predict day to day, week to week. “Snap out of it,” people say, thinking they’re helping.

Another very quirky book, that happens to contain a lot of historical truth is The Phone Booth at the Edge of the World: A Novel by Harry N. Abrams. Set in Japan just after the tsunami 10 years ago when 18,000 people died. At a private park miles away, some very special people installed a phone booth, with a phone (that didn’t work) at the edge of the park, and the survivors of the tsunami began wending their way there to “talk” to their deceased loved ones. Very poignant story.

No question, the most quirky book I’ve read of late, a recommendation from my friend Karen, West with Giraffes: A Novel by Lynda Rutledge. Back in the 1930s a small group of giraffes were brought across the Atlantic from Africa to New York, destined for the then-growing San Diego Zoo. The story is of their journey across the United States in the care of two oh-so-different people, both with a mission.

Could hardly put down Krueger’s book, This Tender Land: A Novel. Tells the harrowing story of a young boy, Odie, (and his brother Albert) who became orphans back in the 30s. At first there is a boarding school, part of an Indian (Native American) agreement, though they are not Indian. They escape, and they are “on the run.”

Just finished Kristin Hannah’s latest book, The Four Winds: A Novel. What a story. One I’ve never read about, although I certainly have heard about the “dust bowl” years when there was a steady migration of down-and-out farmers from the Midwest, to California, for what they hoped to be the American Dream. It tells the story of one particular family, the Martinellis, the grandparents, their son, his wife, and their two children.

Also finished reading Sue Monk Kidd’s recent book, The Book of Longings: A Novel. It is a book that might challenge some Christian readers, as it tells the tale of Jesus marrying a woman named Mary. I loved the book from the first word to the last one. The book is believable to me, even though the Bible never says one way or the other that Jesus ever married. It’s been presumed he never did. But maybe he did?

Jeanine Cummins has written an eye-opener, American Dirt. A must read. Oh my goodness. I will never, ever, ever look at Mexican (and further southern) migrants, particularly those who are victims of the vicious cartels, without sympathy. It tells the story of a woman and her young son, who were lucky enough to hide when the cartel murdered every member of her family – her husband, her mother, and many others. It’s about her journey and escape to America.

Also read JoJo Moyes’ book, The Giver of Stars. Oh gosh, what a GREAT book. Alice joins the Horseback Librarians in the rural south.

Frances Liardet has written a blockbuster tale, We Must Be Brave. I can’t recommend this book highly enough. Although the scene is WWII England, this book is not really about the war. It’s about the people at home, waiting it out, struggling with enough food, clothing and enough heat.

William Kent Krueger wrote Ordinary Grace. From amazon: a brilliantly moving account of a boy standing at the door of his young manhood, trying to understand a world that seems to be falling apart around him. It is an unforgettable novel about discovering the terrible price of wisdom and the enduring grace of God. It’s a coming of age story.

A Column of Fire: A Novel by Ken Follett. It takes place in the 1500s, in England, and has everything to do with the war between the Catholics and the Protestants, that raged throughout Europe during that time, culminating in the Spanish Inquisition.

My Name Is Resolute by Nancy Turner. She’s the author of another book of some renown, These is my Words:

The Shepherd’s Life: Modern Dispatches from an Ancient Landscape by James Rebanks. This is a memoir, so a true story, of a young man growing up in the Lake District of Northern England, who becomes a shepherd. Not just any-old shepherd – actually a well educated one. He knows how to weave a story.

 

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Posted in Pork, on January 29th, 2015.

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A simple dinner, my old favorite sweet and sour cabbage, and I threw in a couple of beer brats during the last 5 minutes and that was my meal.

For awhile I haven’t given much of an update about me, my grief journey, or my foot injury. Or anything very personal. Here goes.

My foot: did I mention that I did have an MRI? Finally. Once I found out it could be done in an open MRI machine. Should-a done that a long time ago, because what it showed that darned sharp rock I stepped on tore my plantar fascia. Not just a strain or sprain, but a small tear, that’s 80-90% through the plantar fascia. So I’m back in the gosh-darned boot. Have been in it now for 4 weeks. Have another 2+ to go before I see the doctor again. I am, however, getting cold laser treatments to the area (from my chiropractor), which increases blood flow and, supposedly, helps cell growth (scar tissue, really) to grow/heal the plantar fascia. And I’ve only had 2 treatments so far and I swear, I can tell a slight difference. I was able to walk into the regular grocery store this morning and I did 3 aisles, came home and my foot doesn’t hurt like it did just 2 weeks ago when I tried that. So, I’m hoping that means it’s on the path to recovery!

My grief journey: it’s hard to say exactly where/how I am. I still, this being said at 10-months since my darling DH’s death, have rough days. I’m sure it’s not unusual. Most of my friends aren’t aware that I have bad days. They usually occur when I’m at home, on a day when I don’t have much planned. That’s when I miss Dave the most. That’s when I think about him more. When the house feels too big for me, and it’s too quiet. Memories come pouring in, and the tears flow out. Of when I’d see his smiling face as I came and went to my day’s activities. I miss him at our bible study group, when he’d make some very thoughtful comments. I miss him when dinnertime comes around, because I eat alone. And of course I miss his hugs and kisses. That goes without saying. I still haven’t been able to set the dining room table with 2 place settings and eat my dinner meal there without him. I want to, but can’t. I know he understands why. I miss him every night as I get into bed. But I try very hard not to dwell on it at that time because I don’t like crying myself to sleep. I get all choked up and it takes awhile for my sinuses to clear out so I can sleep. When I say my nighttime prayers I usually ask God to tell Dave I love him. Probably sounds kind of silly, but it comforts me. I know God answers prayers, so I hope he does that for me. Or sometimes, in my prayers I just speak the words in my head, directly to Dave, telling him I love him and miss him so much.

Dave and I used to go out to dinner (to nicer places) at least twice a week. I don’t do that anymore, and I miss it. I haven’t screwed up my courage yet to go to a nice restaurant by myself. I’ve read about women who do it, but I haven’t yet. Most of my friends are married couples anyway. I have some widow acquaintances, but none that I’ve bonded with very much –  yet. I need to work on that.

My life is so changed, now that I’m a widow. I still have lots of activities – I don’t sit at home day after day in a stupor – far from it. I’m busy. Almost too busy sometimes. And I wonder if I’m just masking my grief by staying too busy. Don’t know the answer to that. I suppose only a grief counselor could tell me. But nearly every widow I talk with tells me she’s managed her grief by keeping busy. Some widows have told me, just recently, that their 2nd year was harder than the first year. I still feel very married. Dave’s just not here. But he’s still my husband – in my mind. In the eyes of God and of the law I’m not married. Hard for me to accept, emotionally.

There’s still a lot of paperwork, meetings, trust tax returns, attorney visits, etc. regarding Dave’s and my trust. Nothing bad, just time consuming and it keeps dragging on and on. New bank accounts, closing old ones, etc.

My life is just different. I live solo. Nobody really cares where I am, that I’ll be home at 2:00, or greets me. No one really cares what I do with my time. I don’t feel like I accomplish very much anymore – my life doesn’t have the meaning it used to.  (I do have things I do – I sing in the choir, am in two bible study groups, I’m doing ministry in several areas, I’m in several organizations, have 3 book clubs I’m in, occasional lunches out with girlfriends.) I don’t think I’m depressed – I have days when I’m down – but most days I’m okay. Writing this, though, brings tears to my eyes because my emotions are right on my sleeve. My kids think I should get a dog or cat. I don’t think I should have a dog because I can’t walk much right now. A cat might be okay, but I’m taking some trips in coming months, and it would be a disservice to a new cat to get acquainted and then leave for awhile. I’m taking a trip to Europe with friends. Not for awhile – later this spring. My San Diego granddaughter is keeping her eye out for a rescue cat for me. I have a particular breed in mind (a Snowshoe) that’s spayed and de-clawed already. It would be an indoor cat completely. I live in an area not suitable for outdoor cats (way too many coyotes). I’d probably prefer a dog, but I’d have to drive the dog somewhere to take a walk (no sidewalks or areas suitable for walking where I live, a narrow 2-lane street that doesn’t even have curbs).

Which brings me to my mobility. I can walk, and I do. I’m able to go to and from places, short distances, and I spread my activities out over the course of the day (that’s what the dr. advised). But I can’t walk around a block even – that’s too much for now. I can drive with no difficulty (injury is to my left foot) thankfully. But I’m severely limited in how much distance walking I can do. I can’t go to a mall and visit 2-3 stores. I need someone to drop me off close to door so I don’t have to walk very far for anything. In a month, I hope I’ll be walking again, more normally, without the boot. I hope. I pray. If you’re a praying person, I ask for prayers for the healing of my foot.

Cooking? Well, there’s not a whole lot I do. That I can do. Simple meals I can manage. Standing up at my kitchen counter is the most painful thing I do, along with standing up in church to sing in the choir. After about 5 minutes of standing I can begin to feel an ache in my foot. So I spread out the dinner prep a little bit if I can, with a few sit-downs in between prep and cooking. I got a craving the other day for some sweet and sour cabbage. When I found the recipe some years ago that I’ve posted already (link up in first line) I’ve stuck with it. I like it. Just the right amount of sweet and tart. All I did this time was chunk-up some bratwurst (happened to be beer brats) in it during the last 5 minutes of the cabbage cooking time, and that was dinner. It was very satisfying. I had dinner out the other night with my friend Linda in San Diego, and I ordered an appetizer portion of mac ‘n cheese. And wings. That was dinner. Both things I rarely order, but oh, did they taste good. All comfort food for sure.

As I’m writing this I’m going to a new cooking class with my friend Cherrie tonight, so hopefully I’ll have some recipes to share from that class. I have posts that go out about 3 more weeks. I’ve managed to keep posting every 4 days or so. I still don’t know how long I’ll continue – I just take it one day at a time. Writing, I know, is therapeutic for me. Especially this post.

Posted in Uncategorized, on January 28th, 2015.

Many of you probably read Bon Appetit already. If so, you’ve likely read Andrew Knowlton’s annual article about what’s hot in the food biz (in his not-so-humble opinion that is). Just in case you missed it, here it is, culled down to the basics:

1. Gyros are in.

2. Cold brew coffee pulled from a tap like beer, infused with nitrogen so it’s a smoother, creamier drink.

3. Bacalao – it’s a dried fish ubiquitous to Portugal and Spain – you have to soak it in milk to get out all the salt and not-so-pleasant flavors – people are eating it on pizza, in sandwiches and ravioli. Hmmm.

4. Even top chefs put tacos on their menus – he mentioned four specific chefs/restaurants in NYC, Charleston, Chicago and San Francisco.

5. It looks like marijuana cooked in food will eventually make it onto menus (yes, really).

6. Shake Shack (burger and fries chain with global locations).

7. A grapefruit liqueur (Crème de Pamplemousse) is hitting every mainstream bar (it has mild sweetness and immense aromatics).

8. New restaurant names – lots will use some very weird methods to come up with a name. Knowlton says they’ll use something like – fill in the blanks here:  “your spirit animal” or “Grandma’s name” or your “favorite ingredient” PLUS words like “luxury, “provisions” or “luncheonette.” What you’ll get from that are things like: “Sea Otter & Sons Luxury,” “Anise Hyssop Provisions” or “’Ma Knowlton’s Luncheonette.” (I must admit that restaurant names have been more unusual of late – even I’ve noticed that.)

9. Bing Bread – had never heard of it until now – it’s Chinese, full name is shaobing –  it’s a flaky flatbread often eaten at breakfast with things like baked potato, bacon and scallion in/on it with sour cream on top.

10. Beef Tongue. ‘Nuf said. I won’t be having any; sorry. There’s something about the texture I don’t care for.

11. Upscale beer bars – yup – for beer nerds he says, featuring specialized glassware, sleek taps and very worthy food to go along with. He calls them “grown up bars.”

12. Cocktails from the 70s like Long Island Iced Tea, White Russians, Grasshoppers.

13. Kolache (koh-laa-chee) – it’s a Czech inspiration – but American chefs have taken the filled pastry to new heights with fillings like jalapeno, cheese, sausage, black beans, corn and chorizo. Traditionally kolache are sweet pastries, and the best ones are yeasted. At the moment these savory styled ones are in Houston, Austin and Brooklyn.

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Knowlton also wrote an article in the December issue about the things he didn’t like in 2014.

A Few Things I [Andrew Knowlton] Didn’t Like:

1. Seeing the same damn menu items all over the country (deviled eggs, oysters, carrots with yogurt, steak for two).
2. The thought of paying for prime reservations.
3. Being told how to order.
4. “Everything will come out when it’s ready.”
5. Uni-exploitation. [excuse me, but what IS that? I found no explanation on the ‘net.]
6. Too-many-ingredient cocktails.
7. The Wall Street-ification of bourbon.

Posted in Salads, on January 26th, 2015.

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It’s been about a month ago that my friend Cherrie and I went to a cooking class at someone’s home, and Tarla Fallgatter prepared a whole bunch of appetizers and a dessert. This was the salad, and it’s a stunner. The addition of fruit to a green salad is finally coming into its own, and this one’s a really delicious rendition. Because Tarla had some cooked quinoa on hand, she tossed that into the salad as well, although that isn’t in the recipe. She also added a little bit of poached chicken to each serving, so it can be made into a complete meal.

Although there aren’t exactly a lot of ingredients in this salad, it does take a bit of preparation. The vinaigrette comes together quite easily (rice vinegar and raspberry vinegar in combo with olive oil and honey mustard) and could be made in advance, for sure. I’d recommend you do the prep of the salad next – this does have Belgian endive, and instead of whole leaves or chopped, they’re cut into lengthwise slivers. If you can find mache, do use it – if not, use a spring greens mixture and the baby spinach (do not use regular – large – spinach leaves). Try to find ricotta salata (it’s a specialized kind of medium-hard ricotta cheese, grate-able) or substitute Feta. Trader Joe’s sells the marcona almonds that are all ready to toss in this, since they’ve been baked with salt and rosemary.

Next would be finding fresh, ripe plums. The Asian pear is usually available year ‘round. The recipe calls for dark red grapes – if you’re lucky you might find large grapes that are seedless. If not, you’ll want to cut them in half and remove the seeds – do cut the grapes in half anyway – easier to eat. This may take a little bit of time.

The last thing you’ll do is slice the fresh fruits, then dress the salad and try to artfully arrange the fruits. You can serve this on a large platter, or on individual plates. It’s a beautiful plate either way.

What’s GOOD: the vinaigrette is really good – a bit of sweet from the raspberry vinegar and sweet from the honey mustard, but certainly counterbalanced by the rice vinegar (not the sweeter seasoned rice vinegar). The fruit is what made it for me – it was a lovely combination of them, alongside the marcona almonds and the crumbly, salty, ricotta salata cheese.

What’s NOT: only the prep time – the fruit does take some effort – especially if you must halve and de-seed the grapes. But don’t eliminate the grapes as they add a really nice balance of texture and taste.

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Green Salad with Plums, Asian Pear and Grapes

Recipe By: Tarla Fallgatter, cooking instructor
Serving Size: 6

SALAD:
4 cups baby spinach — or arugula
2 cups mâche — or spring mix
3 whole Belgian endive — thinly sliced lengthwise
3 whole plums — seeded, thinly sliced
1 whole Asian pear — peeled, cored, thinly sliced
1/2 cup red grapes — use dark red, if available, halved, seeded
1/2 cup marcona almonds — with rosemary flavoring if possible
1/2 cup ricotta salata — or Feta
VINAIGRETTE:
2 tablespoons rice wine vinegar — NOT seasoned rice wine vinegar
2 tablespoons raspberry vinegar
2 teaspoons honey mustard
6 tablespoons olive oil — (not necessary to use EVOO)
Freshly ground salt and pepper to taste

Notes: if you have a little bit of quinoa, or brown rice, or wild rice, it can be added to this salad to make it a bit more substantial. You might need more dressing, however. You can also add some cooked chicken and make this a meal.
1. Combine the vinaigrette ingredients in a jar and shake well. Set aside. Can be made the day ahead.
2. Prepare all the fruit and drizzle a bit of the dressing on the fruit and allow to sit for 15-20 minutes.
3. In a large salad bowl toss the spinach, mâche and Belgian endives together with the vinaigrette. Add the fruit, marcona almonds and cheese. Pour out onto a large platter or on individual plates, arranging some of the fruit on top. Serve immediately.
Per Serving: 310 Calories; 25g Fat (76.4% calories from fat); 4g Protein; 13g Carbohydrate; 4g Dietary Fiber; 5mg Cholesterol; 327mg Sodium.

Posted in Veggies/sides, on January 22nd, 2015.

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Oh, how I love Brussels sprouts. I just don’t understand why some people don’t like them. My mother wasn’t very inventive with them (maybe back in the 50s when I was growing up nobody was very inventive with them) as she just boiled them in water and maybe added butter. But I like them even that way, though I sauté them rather than leech out all the nutrients by boiling them in water. But nowadays, there are so many more ways to make them interesting.

Often I just make halved Brussels sprouts sautéed cut-side down in a bit of oil and butter, in a pan and probably my favorite method is just to add a little drizzle of maple syrup during the last 10 seconds in the pan. I don’t even need the bacon, or prosciutto, or ham, or other goodies people often add.

My blog already has a bunch of Brussels sprouts recipes, but they’re enough of a favorite of mine I’m happy to add yet one more. This one is SO simple – bacon and walnuts (oh, and salt and pepper). That’s it. You do have to roast this in the oven, so yes, you do dirty-up two pans – one for the bacon and walnuts, and then a big baking sheet (lined with parchment – makes for easy clean-up) for the roasting part of it. This recipe is yet another from that marathon cooking class I went to with Phillis Carey and Diane Phillips. This is Phillis’s recipe. I eat my share of veggies, and I’m not a vegetarian, but I think I could eat an entire plate of this. The only fat in it is the bacon – and you do use the bacon grease (instead of oil) to lubricate the Brussels sprouts before roasting them. Altogether delicious.

What’s GOOD: this recipe isn’t going to send you over the moon – some of my other Brussels sprouts recipe on my blog may be more exciting, but this one was really good. Worth making as a variation. And all things considered, you could limit how much bacon you put in it and it would be fairly healthy. If you did that, you’d likely need a bit of oil to help with the roasting.

What’s NOT: nothing that I can think of.

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Roasted Brussels Sprouts with Bacon and Walnuts

Recipe By: Phillis Carey, cooking instructor and author
Serving Size: 8

1 1/2 pounds Brussels sprouts
4 slices thick-sliced bacon — apple wood flavored, if possible
3/4 cup walnuts — leave in full halves, not chopped
Salt and freshly ground black pepper to taste

1. Preheat oven to 400°F. Trim off stem end and any loose or damaged leaves from the Brussels sprouts. Cut each one in half lengthwise and place in a bowl.
2. Cut the bacon in half, lengthwise and then across into 1/2 inch pieces. Cook the bacon in a large nonstick skillet over medium heat for 5 minutes. Add walnuts and continue cooking until bacon is fairly crispy and nuts are toasted, another 5 minutes. Using a slotted spoon, remove bacon and walnuts to a bowl, leaving behind all the bacon fat.
3. Pour the bacon fat over the Brussels sprouts (in lieu of using olive oil, or you can substitute if you’d prefer, but it won’t have the same flavor!). Toss well, then add salt and pepper to taste. Turn Brussels sprouts out onto a large parchment-lined baking sheet and add the bacon and walnuts (the sprouts do not want to be crowded or they won’t roast, they’ll steam instead) and roast in the oven for 15 minutes. Stir briefly and continue roasting for an additional 5-10 minutes or until browned and tender. Season with additional salt and pepper if desired. Serve immediately.
Per Serving: 141 Calories; 10g Fat (58.8% calories from fat); 7g Protein; 8g Carbohydrate; 3g Dietary Fiber; 5mg Cholesterol; 120mg Sodium.

Posted in Veggies/sides, on January 18th, 2015.

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Looks rich, right? Yes, it is. There is cream in it, and those fabulous caramelized onions on top. Oh my yes, this one is downright fabulous. Serving it with a simple grilled protein (chicken, pork chop, steak) would make this not such a guilty pleasure. Make it you must, though.

It was over a month ago I went to the cooking class in San Diego where Phillis Carey made this dish. And there were mmmm’s all around the room as we devoured our rather small portions. The caramelized onions on top gave it some crunch, and the butternut squash itself was unctuous. I’m thinking about making this soon, in a much smaller quantity just because it was so delicious.

All the ingredients in this dish are relatively ordinary (squash obviously, onions, cream, fresh thyme, a bay leaf, a tiny bit of grated fresh nutmeg, butter, garlic and Parmesan cheese). So if you’ve got the squash on hand, and if you keep heavy cream and milk or half and half on hand as well, you likely have everything else in your pantry to make this without a trip to the grocery store. Make it super-simple and buy the already cut butternut squash if you can find it. You’ll end up with smaller pieces (because the cubes will need to be sliced) but in the finished dish, I doubt that would make any difference.

The squash, once prepped and sliced is gently simmered in the cream and milk (or half and half) until the squash is tender (about 30 minutes) and nearly all the dairy has been absorbed. Meanwhile you caramelize the onion – that does take awhile. Phillis said 8 minutes, but I doubt I’ve ever caramelized an onion in that short a time. Be careful and don’t burn it! The squash is put into a buttered casserole, the onions go on top then the grated Parm. It can be made the day ahead up to this point and baked a bit longer (instructions are in the recipe below). Altogether wonderful.

What’s GOOD: every morsel is delicious. The texture (the soft squash and the crispy onions and cheese) is wonderful in the mouth. And yes, it is rich, so you won’t want a huge portion.

What’s NOT: if you’re counting fat grams, don’t make this. Enough said.

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Butternut Squash and Caramelized Onion Gratin

Recipe By: Phillis Carey, cooking instructor and author
Serving Size: 6

2 tablespoons unsalted butter — to butter the casserole dish and add to top
SQUASH:
2 pounds butternut squash — peeled and seeded
1 1/2 cups heavy cream
1/2 cup whole milk — or half and half
2 whole bay leaves
1/2 tablespoon fresh thyme — chopped
1 pinch freshly grated nutmeg
1 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
ONIONS:
2 tablespoons unsalted butter
1 medium yellow onion — halved, thinly sliced
2 teaspoons garlic — minced
3/4 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
TOPPING:
1/3 cup Parmigiano-Reggiano cheese — freshly grated

1. SQUASH: Slice squash into 1/2 inch thick slices. In a very large heavy saucepan combine squash, heavy cream, half and half or milk, thyme and nutmeg. Bring to a simmer over medium heat. Add salt and pepper. simmer, stirring occasionally, until squash is JUST tender and most of the liquid has been absorbed. This will take about 30 minutes.
2. ONION: In a skillet cook onion slices in butter until they’re golden brown, about 8 minutes or so (don’t burn the onion). Add garlic and cook until fragrant, about 1 minute. Add remaining salt and pepper to the mixture.
3. CASSEROLE: Preheat oven to 425°F. Butter a 2-quart casserole dish with about a T. of butter. Place squash and any remaining liquid on bottom of the casserole and cover with onions. Sprinkle Parmigiano-Reggiano cheese over the top and dot with remaining butter. Bake about 15 minutes, or until heated through and bubbly, and cheese is lightly browned. MAKE AHEAD: This can be assembled the day before, but it will need to bake, covered at 350°F for about 25 minutes, then uncover and bake until lightly browned, another 10-15 minutes.
Per Serving: 372 Calories; 32g Fat (74.0% calories from fat); 5g Protein; 20g Carbohydrate; 3g Dietary Fiber; 109mg Cholesterol; 744mg Sodium.

Posted in Pork, on January 14th, 2015.

 

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Not a very good photo, but it was really delicious. Pears are a natural pairing with pork – kind of like apples are also. This is quite easy to make, even though it may look more complicated.

This recipe, made with 3 pork tenderloins, will serve 6-9 people, but if you have one big tenderloin, it will likely serve 3 people. You never know when you buy those packs of pork tenderloins what size they’ll really be once you open it up.

The pears are caramelized in butter and sugar. Easy. The pork is browned over high heat, then the brandy is added and ignited (remember to turn off the fan over your stovetop before doing this). Then it’s roasted in the oven for 20-25 minutes and allowed to rest for awhile.

Lastly, you finish the sauce by melting butter and adding shallots. Then some pear nectar is added along with some fresh thyme. THEN, you add the cream (a lot – this isn’t a healthy dinner) and simmer it a bit to reduce it down. The pears are added back in to reheat them, then you plate it all, or serve on a platter with a bit of sauce drizzled on it, but a pitcher of the sauce served around the table. The recipe came from a cooking class with Phillis Carey.

What’s GOOD: the caramelized pears make this dish, although the ignited brandy also adds a lot of flavor as well. Altogether delicious.

What’s NOT: nothing really, although there are a few steps to making this. Not low calorie, for sure!

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Pork Tenderloin with Caramelized Pears and Pear Brandy Sauce

Recipe By: Phillis Carey, cooking instructor and author
Serving Size: 8

PEARS:
3 tablespoons unsalted butter
4 whole Anjou pears — or Comice, peeled, halved, cored, cut into 6-8 wedges per pear
2 teaspoons sugar
PORK:
3 pounds pork tenderloin — about 3
2 tablespoons unsalted butter
Salt and freshly ground black pepper to taste
Sprigs of fresh thyme for garnish
1/3 cup brandy
SAUCE:
1 tablespoon unsalted butter
1/2 cup shallots — minced
1/2 cup pear nectar
2 teaspoons fresh thyme — minced
1 1/2 cups heavy cream — (may use half cream/half chicken broth)

1. PEARS: Melt butter in large nonstick skillet over medium-high heat. Add pears in a single layer, sprinkle with sugar and saute until pears are tender and deep golden brown, about 8 minutes, turning over carefully to caramelize both sides. (Since the pork is pale, the sauce is white, it’s important to get some golden brown on the pears!)
2. PORK: Trim pork tenderloin of all fat and silverskin. Preheat oven to 400F. Melt butter in large, heavy skillet (with a long handle) over high heat. Season with salt and pepper. Brown pork on all sides, about 8 minutes total. Add brandy, turn off heat and ignite with a long match or lighter. Shake pan continuously until the flames extinguish. Do NOT have your kitchen exhaust fan on when you do this.
3. Set this skillet aside and transfer the pork to a parchment-lined baking sheet and roast for 20-25 minutes or until the internal temperature reaches 150°F. Remove from oven and allow to rest for about 8 minutes before slicing on a diagonal (across the grain) into 1/2 inch thick slices. (If you happen to be baking something else at a lower oven temp, the pork can roast anywhere between 350°-425°F, just watch the time and still bake only until it reaches 150°F in the center. Use a meat thermometer.)
4. SAUCE: Melt butter in the skillet used to brown the pork. Add shallots, saute 2 minutes. Add pear nectar and thyme. Bring to a simmer, scraping up any browned bits from the bottom of the pan. Add cream and boil down until thickened to a sauce consistency, about 5 minutes or so. Season with salt and pepper to taste. Garnish with fresh thyme sprigs.
Per Serving: 478 Calories; 31g Fat (61.6% calories from fat); 37g Protein; 6g Carbohydrate; trace Dietary Fiber; 195mg Cholesterol; 105mg Sodium.

Posted in Salads, on January 11th, 2015.

persimmon_orange_salad

See that little piece of persimmon hiding behind the orange? How fun this salad was – greens, but with a dressing made with persimmon as well. I’d have never thought to make a dressing using the persimmon pulp in it. But oh, was it ever good.

If you’re lucky enough to have a persimmon tree, perhaps this is a recipe you’ve not made before. This is persimmon season, so do pick up 3 Fuyu persimmons, The Fuyu is the Asian, firm fleshed type, the one you can even eat the skin. The other type, Hachiya has ultra-soft flesh (or at least you should ripen it until it is that way) and the skin is bitter, gag-worthy. My parents had a Hachiya tree in our backyard as I was growing up. It didn’t produce all that much fruit, but we never did cut it down because of that. My mom preferred to make persimmon pudding (not my fav) and persimmon cookies (ultra-soft and also not a fav of mine) or persimmon bread (that was okay). Or, we just ate them out of hand or on a cottage cheese salad.

Some of you, reading that, probably gag just because of the cottage cheese – I don’t know how long ago cottage cheese was mass produced, but my mom liked to make a quick salad with some canned fruit on top, a ring of pineapple, for instance, and that was a whole lot easier than cutting up greens and veggies for a green salad. Not something I ever – ever – make today. My DH disliked cottage cheese – he remembers many a salad made when he was growing up, same thing, a mound with a piece or two of canned fruit on top. He simply wouldn’t eat cottage cheese in any way, shape or form. I might have been able to hide it in a jello salad, but I rarely made those for him anyway, even with sugar-free jello!

Anyway, the dressing is made in a food processor or blender, has the usual ingredients but with added pine nuts, orange zest, some orange juice, and then it’s got one persimmon mixed in it. It’s kind of thick. It will keep for 3 days. If you’re not sure about this, make a half a recipe of the dressing.

The salad part has the yield from a whole pomegranate, arugula, Romaine, green onions and sliced oranges, as you can see from the photo. If you aren’t a fan of persimmons, you could use mango instead.

What’s GOOD: everything about this was good, but you can’t quite figure out the dressing (a good thing). It’s not cloyingly sweet. Trust me. I liked this a LOT. On my cooking class sheet (this was made by Phillis Carey) I wrote “fab.” That’s my highest rating.

What’s NOT: maybe the prep of the persimmon (peeling it – not hard, just a bit tedious) and prepping the orange. The dressing takes a bit of time, but hey, you’ll be glad you made it when you taste it.

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Persimmon, Orange and Pomegranate Salad with Arugula and Romaine

Recipe By: Phillis Carey, cooking instructor and author
Serving Size: 6

SALAD:
1 whole pomegranate
2 large Fuyu persimmons — ripe
2 cups arugula
4 cups Romaine lettuce
6 tablespoons green onions — thinly sliced
4 medium blood oranges — or navel oranges, peeled and thinly sliced
PINE-NUT VINAIGRETTE:
1 large Fuyu persimmon — ripe
1/3 cup extra-virgin olive oil
1/4 cup white wine vinegar
3 tablespoons pine nuts — toasted
1 1/2 teaspoons orange zest
2 tablespoons orange juice — blood orange or regular
1 tablespoon honey
3 tablespoons shallots — cut up
1/2 teaspoon Dijon-style mustard
1 dash ground cinnamon — or ground allspice
1 dash freshly ground black pepper

1. Cut pomegranate in half cross-ways. Holding a pomegranate half in your hand over a small bowl, cut side next to your palm, and using a heavy mallet or pounder, rap the outside of the hard skin. Seeds will fall out into your hand and into the bowl. Continue rapping the outside until most have fallen out. Turn it over and break apart to remove the last of the seeds. Repeat for other half. Set aside.
2. Halve each persimmon; remove and discard core. Cut into 1/4- to 1/2-inch-thick slices.
3. In a large bowl, combine arugula, Romaine and green onions. Drizzle 1/2 cup of the vinaigrette over salad; toss to coat. Serve with persimmons and oranges. Sprinkle the reserved pomegranate seeds. Pass remaining vinaigrette. Makes 6 side-dish servings.
4. VINAIGRETTE: Cut persimmon in half; remove and discard core. Scoop out pulp (should have about 1/3 cup), discard skin. Place pulp in a blender or food processor. Cover and blend or process until smooth.
5. Add extra-virgin olive oil, vinegar, toasted pine nuts, finely shredded blood orange or orange zest, blood orange or orange juice, honey, shallot, Dijon-style mustard, cinnamon, and black pepper.
6. Cover and blend or process until smooth. Makes about 1-1/4 cups – you’ll use a bit over 1/2 cup for a 6-serving salad.
Per Serving (not accurate as you use about 1/3 of the dressing): 276 Calories; 14g Fat (44.3% calories from fat); 4g Protein; 37g Carbohydrate; 6g Dietary Fiber; 0mg Cholesterol; 14mg Sodium.

Posted in Restaurants, on January 9th, 2015.

choc_almond_croissant

Looking at that you might not know what “heaven in a bun” is contained inside. I mean to tell you, this croissant is something that’s beyond ethereal and as good, if not better, than any croissant I’ve ever eaten. It’s not a regular savory croissant, obviously, but a sweet one, and worth every single calorie!

If you don’t live in Orange County, CA, you might want to pass on by this post. You’re going to miss out – sorry. But if you DO live here, then you must, you simply MUST, go to Rendez Vous, right on PCH, in Corona del Mar. It’s worthy of a side trip. Worthy of an adventure if you live within 50 miles or so.

almond_latteLearning about the place was easy after I was given a sample of this marvel of pastry. I was having dinner with some of my extended family (they live near this place) and I ate a bite. Then another. And yet another. Then I was sent home with half a one. A few weeks later I was having dinner with them again, and there were more tastes of this for dessert. I determined, right then and there, that I needed to visit the bakery/café all on my own. So I asked my friend Cherrie to meet me – she’s always game for a new adventure. We went in the early morning – about 9:30. I ordered one of the croissants for each of us – intending that I’d eat half and take the other half home. In fact, I recommended to Cherrie that she do the same. Can you guess? We both ate the whole thing. We just couldn’t seem to help ourselves. They do have regular croissants, and I think they have almond croissants too, but this one, the one with chocolate AND almonds (in a kind of almond cream) is the one to order.

croissant_definedAlong with it I wanted some coffee. I went up to the counter (picture below) and asked which coffee drink I should order. Without hesitation, the guy said “the almond latte.” Okay, fine with me. Oh my gosh! See the photo at right? It was an almond flavored latte, AND it had that mound of almond-flavored chantilly cream on top. I shudder to think of the calories. I drank it all. It was absolutely divine.

The café (it’s small) has bread (Cherrie and I also bought a baguette they kindly cut in half for us), savory and sweet crepes, sandwiches, and desserts. I haven’t tried any of those yet, but I’ll be going back to try some.

I heard that they make a Buche de Noel log, and my extended family had one from there for Christmas Day dinner (I was in San Diego that day) and they gave it 4 stars. Or 10 stars. A blue ribbon event anyway. I don’t even remember all the other things in their chilled case or on the extensive menu up top, but they have lots of variety, that’s for sure. My only advice – if you want this pastry, go early in the day because whatever they make that day, that’s it. There was only one of those croissants left after my friend Cherrie and I ordered ours.

rendez_vous_counter

The café does not have a website. It’s owned by a French couple from Provence. Don’t be confused by a restaurant called Rendezvous in Newport Beach – they’re different. Or with the Le Rendez-Vous in Oceanside. This is the bakery/café across and just down the street (and across PCH) from Five Crowns, and a door or two away from Vin Goat, the sublime cheese shop. Parking can sometimes be a problem – check the back or go onto the nearby side streets. It’s well worth the effort.

Rendez Vous Café & Bakery

3330 East Coast Highway (also known as PCH, Pacific Coast Highway)

Corona Del Mar, CA 92625 (just south of Newport Beach if you don’t know the area)

(949) 791-8730

Posted in Chicken, on January 7th, 2015.

chicken breasts with an asian lemon sauce

What makes this Pacific Rim? The little tiny jot of soy in the lemon sauce. There are 3 steps to this (the sauce, the marinade and cooking the chicken).

My cousin Gary was visiting over the last 2 weeks of December, and I tried to do a little bit more dinner-cooking than I had been. And after having many very elegant and fancy meals over the holidays, I offered to fix some chicken. I looked through Phillis Carey’s cookbook, Fast & Fabulous Chicken Breasts, and found this recipe I’d not made before. The chicken is marinated in a simple mixture of oil, lemon juice, zest, ginger and garlic. If you want to make this up a bit ahead, you can – maybe 2-3 hours. Longer than that and the lemon juice will start to “cook” the chicken through the acid chemistry.

While the chicken marinated I quickly mixed up the sauce – very easy – chicken broth, lemon juice, zest, sugar, the tiny bit of soy sauce in this dish and cornstarch. It took 3-4 minutes to make and then I just left it sitting in the pan on the back of the stove until I was ready to plate this. Meanwhile, Gary and I made mashed potatoes, and I also made some fresh veggies – sugar snap peas and mushrooms sautéed in a bit of oil and butter, salt and pepper. Gary had never had cooked sugar snaps before – he liked them a lot.

When everything was coming together, I put the chicken breasts into a nonstick pan heated to medium-high (Phillis’ original recipe called for grilling the chicken, but it was gosh-darned cold outside, so I just did them in a pan) and quickly browned them on both sides (in the marinade), then turned down the heat and simmered them until they were just done to perfection (at 155°F)  using my Thermapen to measure the temp. I heated the plates, and oh, were they hot! But that kept the chicken and mashed potatoes warmer than they’d been on a cold plate. The sauce was reheated gently (and I ended up adding just a tiny bit of extra water because it was a bit too thick for me) and poured on top, then it was garnished with cilantro. In the recipe below I’ve doubled the sauce recipe because with the size of standard chicken breasts these days (big, from Costco) there definitely wasn’t enough sauce. If you use smaller chicken breasts, you can reduce the sauce proportion.

What’s GOOD: it was a healthy entrée; it was easy – relatively – although to some people if you have to make a marinade and a sauce, that constitutes difficult. I did have some help – Gary peeled potatoes and cleaned sugar snaps while I did the rest. I think this will be a good re-heat-able dinner – with the sauce kept separate. I’ll only need to microwave the chicken breasts and reheat the sauce.

What’s NOT: only that there are a few steps to making this.

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Chicken Breasts with Asian Lemon Sauce

Recipe By: Phillis Carey, cooking instructor and author
Serving Size: 4

4 pieces boneless skinless chicken breast halves
Salt and freshly ground black pepper to taste
3 tablespoons vegetable oil
1 tablespoon cilantro — chopped
1 tablespoon fresh ginger — minced
1 clove garlic — minced
1 tablespoon fresh lemon juice
1 teaspoon lemon zest
1 pinch red pepper flakes
LEMON SAUCE:
1 cup low sodium chicken broth
1 cup fresh lemon juice
4 teaspoons lemon zest
12 tablespoons sugar
2 tablespoons low sodium soy sauce
4 tablespoons cornstarch
1/2 teaspoon salt — (optional)
4 tablespoons cilantro — minced (garnish)

1. Trim chicken and pound to an even 1/2-inch thickness. Place chicken in a flat baking dish (or in a ziploc plastic bag). Stir together the oil, cilantro, ginger, garlic, lemon juice, zest and red pepper flakes. pour over the chicken, turning to coat. Let stand at room temperature for 30 minutes, or cover and refrigerate for 2-3 hours (no more or it will start to “cook” the chicken).
2. SAUCE: Whisk all ingredients together in a small saucepan, making sure there are no lumps. Bring to a boil over medium heat, whisking constantly, until thickened. Set aside until ready to serve. If it cooks very long it will get too thick, so thin with a tablespoon or so of water to reach a pourable consistency. Reheat over gentle heat until bubbling.
3. Remove chicken from marinade and grill or pan saute for 3-5 minutes per side or until cooked through. Chicken breasts should be cooked to 155°F. Place chicken on heated plates (or a platter) and spoon on the sauce. Sprinkle with cilantro to garnish.
Per Serving: 439 Calories; 12g Fat (23.8% calories from fat); 31g Protein; 54g Carbohydrate; 1g Dietary Fiber; 68mg Cholesterol; 780mg Sodium.

Posted in Cookbooks, on January 6th, 2015.

cookbook shelves 3

This isn’t a new photo. You’ve probably seen it more than once over the years, if you’ve been reading my blog since way-back-when. My cookbook shelves look much like that now, except that there are some stacks of recipes and a few narrower cookbooks placed horizontal on top of the stacks. I can’t seem to stop buying cookbooks.

This year I even told my friend Cherrie and my friend Linda – “don’t buy me any cookbooks this year.” It was said in a New Years’ Resolution kind of voice – “I really need to be done with buying more cookbooks.”

Have I been successful with that promise? No. When Ina Garten’s new cookbook appeared at Costco I promptly threw it in with the paper towels, breakfast sausage, boxes of Ziploc plastic bags and a nice big piece of salmon.

Have I cooked from it yet? No. But I wanted it. And Cherrie told me a few weeks later that she’d already bought it for me for Christmas, but she gave it to someone else.

So therefore, I was ever-so pleased to see that there are other people out there who have the kind of gift or curse (whichever your opinion) of collecting cookbooks. I read about Georgeanne Brennan at Eat Your Books, and when I read the blurb, I clicked through to the Sacramento Bee’s article she wrote – about her lifetime of cookbook collecting. She’s never given away or donated a single book in her collection. Ever! In this instance, she was visiting friends in Napa Valley, their home nestled into the vineyards. Oh my mind’s eye could just see it. Can’t you? They had a small barn and it had become the cookbook library. Georgeanne said about her vision:

I’d be thinking white-washed wood plank floors, Persian rugs, floor to ceiling shelves, maybe a book-ladder like the ones that always seem to be in Merchant Ivory films, comfy wingback chairs, plus pools of light cast by old-fashioned standing lamps. I was mentally snuggling down to long hours of reading in a private place . .  .

That quote just grabbed my imagination. But then, I don’t live in Napa Valley. Among the vineyards. I don’t have a barn. I do have an 8×10 Turkish carpet that my DH and I purchased on our trip in 1997. It resides in our front entryway. But that’s about all I have to complete the picture. And, in fact, the barn didn’t turn out to fit her imaginary cookbook description at all. But, it got me to thinking, and wishing I had such a place. I’ve always wanted a home where there was a small reading nook near the kitchen. I’ve seen photos of such homes in magazines. Usually there is a small sofa, or possibly 2 chairs (for sure, wingbacks), and a table, even a coffee table, because when I’m researching a recipe, I need SPACE to spread out several cookbooks. There could be a very small fireplace in there too. And the seating has to be super comfortable, maybe something like chintz. Soft, cuddly where I could nestle in. I have a beautiful kitchen, with a nearby 6-shelf bookcase (above) that houses 3/4 of my collection, and it’s about 15 feet away from the kitchen. There is a window seat nearby – but not an honest-to-goodness kind that allows for leaning against – it’s just for perching and bringing in lots of light. So, there’s no good place to sit next to it, unfortunately. Ah well, in my next life maybe . . .

So I went online to look . . . there’s a photo of one at left. No chairs, soft and pillowy. Alas, no fireplace, either. Found this image at Kalynor.

Then there was another I found at right. That looks a bit more like what I had in mind. But it’s missing the table, and the fireplace. That one doesn’t look like it’s in or near a kitchen, either. Nor does it have reading lamps providing pools of light. But the idea works.

As I said, in my next life . . .

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