Archive for June 2008
I’ve been a little obsessed with pizza lately, but it’s been really hot here. Like 111 degrees F hot for a few days, and it is hard to get motivated to cook on days that hot. I will note though: a cold beer sure is delicious when it’s hot oustide.
So, Sunday was the first day we’ve really cooked in a while. Unforutanately, I had to work, so Sean said he would throw together the pizza dough for me. Also unfortunately, one of my coworkers recommended using porter in the pizza dough instead of water. Luckily for us, Sean made the dough as I suggested and made a second dough with porter. Because the dough with the porter: EPIC FAIL. What a waste of good beer!
To make a long story short, when I got home form work on Sunday at about 8:00, we lit the barbecue to grill our pizzas. There was enough dough for 4 pizzas, so I started with one half of the original recipe, and one half of the one with the porter, and dumped the other two halves in the fridge for a later date.
The first pizza spent two minutes on the barbecue before catching on fire. I hear about people grilling pizzas all the time, but we have already burnt two pizzas on our grill. I’m starting to think this “grilling pizzas” thing is some sort of “urban legend.”
So, pizza number two, was an attempt with the porter. The dough was flat, dense, and would not stretch. I struggled with it for a few minutes, and then threw it, and it’s ugly twin sister, in the trash.
At this point I turned on the oven, which I should have done in the first place, but was loath to do so because of the oppressive heat. Lucky for me it wasn’t such a factor at 10 at night. When we finally did eat, at close to 11, the pizza was delicious. I just think that from now on I might stick to recipes from reliable sources, and not some dude who’s diet consists mainly of beer. *
The toppings included: mozzarella, red onion, red bell pepper, brown mushrooms, salami, spicy soppresetta, and that old tomato sauce that is so simple and sooooooo good.
In the end I sprinkled the fourth pizza with fresh parmigiano reggiano, and served it with a little arugula salad, with sliced onions, lemon juice, olive oil, salt and pepper, and ricotta salata. And, a tasty glass of Walker’s Reserve, the aforementioned porter. It was delicious.
And all was good in the world again.
* I am a huge advocate of beer, and food, but not people who don’t really eat any food and just replace those missing calories with beer. I’m just sayin’.
I am always looking for new recipes to try, and have been eyeing a few from Orangette for a while. I keep finding myself attracted to recipes from mostly vegetarian sites, even though I am far from a vegetarian, and have an Anthony Bourdain-like disdain for vegetarians. Weird, but true. (Maybe my veggie obsession is why my brother has taken to calling Sean and I “dirty hippies who stink?” First of all, we don’t even smoke pot, and second of all, I do stink sometimes, but never of patchouli or anything vaguely hippie. Mostly I stink of sweat (it’s hot here!) and/or onions, but I digress…)
This Orangette recipe has been calling my name for a while. I love onions, and I love cheese. I pulled out my trusty copy of Mario Batali’s Babbo cookbook though, and found that Miss Molly of Orangette had substituted water for the chicken stock (which Batali said you could do, but still! Do you see what I mean about vegetarians? They are not to be trusted.) Nonetheless, it took me a while to find the ricotta salata, but once it was in hand all I could think about was making this onion and cheese pasta.
But, then I got side-tracked again and noticed this salad. I decided I would make that too, but substitute ricotta salata for the feta because ricotta salata is so good. It’s my new favorite cheese.
So I sliced up all these onions:
And we cooked them for a lot longer than the recipe(s) called for, but it still wasn’t long enough. Everything turned out kinda blah. I didn’t even take a picture of the finished product.
Surprisingly, (because it was more of an afterthought, and to be honest I was a bit skeptical of all the ingredients but the cheese and the avocado) the salad was fucking delicious. I could eat it every day. Really. It was crunchy, and bitter, and salty, and so satisfying in texture and taste.
So, after the disappointment of the vegetarian pasta ( I should have known better,) and the surprising yumminess of the salad, I decided we should make something we knew we would like last night.
Oh baby! This pizza was good.
And we didn’t even have to leave the house.
And my brother can stop calling me a fucking hippie.
Hi everyone! Sorry I’ve been MIA for so long. Working is hard!!
Let’s get down to business. When we last talked we I was running an experiment here at Casa de Crazy with HAM, to see if I could kill Sean. Good news: Sean is fine. Bad news: Ham is delicious, and now we have another item of porky badness to add to our mostly pork arsenal.
First I used the leftover roasted pork to make tacos. It looked like this, and it was amazing:
Onions, meat, cheese, and leftover salsa from a few posts back. Yum.
Served with a cold, hoppy Union Jack.
Poor Sean. On top of my “allergy experiments” he lives with this.
I swear that during the day this was a cute outfit of black slouchy boots, black leggings, and a dress, but then I got home, and took off the boots, and put on ugly slippers over my ugly socks. Even Ginger looks embarassed.
The next morning we had ham fried rice with a fried egg on top. We cut some chard from the garden and used green onions and a dash of oyster sauce, soy sauce, and fish sauce. It was way better than the Spam fried rice I made a while back.
The next dish: warm lentil salad with celery, carrots, onion, garlic, parsley, bay leaf, thyme, and a vinagrette… oh and HAM! Served with roasted cauliflower.
Not a beautiful picture, but my belly was appreciative.
Since Sean was still not dead, I also made split pea soup with the ham bone. We drizzled some Pasolivo California olive oil over the top, and it was warm and satisfying.
Sean didn’t get a single hive, and I still have more ham left in the freezer! I’m pretty stoked to find out that Sean’s allergy was probably due to some overprocessed ham he’d had in the past, because everything we had was awesome.
Ham! Fuck yeah!!
After “Hamfest 2008” I made a potato pizza, served with a nice Firestone Pale Ale. Sean thought it might be too carby, but it was pretty good with olive oil and rosemary.
Serve with arugula salad with shaved onions, lemon juice, olive oil, salt and pepper.
In other news:
Soon we’re going to have tomatoes from our own garden.
And the hollyhock is doing a good job of looking pretty and keeping bugs off the important plants.
Sean, being the saint that he is, got me a bell to go on my bike. He is SOOOOOOOOO much nicer than I am (and never tries to kill me.)
That’s a pretty swanky bike, huh? She just needs a name now.
I’m sure you’re all bored with me, and I have some beers to drink, and then throw on the lawn (this is one of my favorite things to do when I’m home at my parents: Throw beers on the lawn to watch my dad come outside and yell “Goddamn Kids!” while I giggle from the porch. He gets so mad so easily, and I am so easily entertained.)
Happy Friday everyone! And remember: Don’t be a queer, have a beer!