I was going to skip writing about this because, although it was quite good, it's not really "cooking." Then I got an issue of Real Simple in the mail with the coverline "The Easiest Dinner Ever," a story all about sandwiches for dinner. I've been redeemed!

Although the recipes they include are for substantial sandwiches, and mine was of the lunchbox variety: almond butter and apple slices on whole-wheat bread. It was just so good, though, you don't understand. I love the crunch of the apples in the sandwich (although I'm a fan of nut butter and banana sandwiches, too). Very schooldays.

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I cannot get this right! The focaccia I made this weekend was bland, flat, chewy, gross. I can't bring myself to throw it out, but I'm going to have Todd do it.

I think the flavor is easy to remedy: add more salt. And I was pretty optimistic about the texture, too. The dough was really sticky, but it had this nice, bubbly look to it. I think the problem might have been that the recipe called for a lot of sauteed vegetables scattered over the top, which didn't let the bread rise in the oven at all (and may have flattened it a bit). The edges were nice, though kind of hard (I think I cooked it too long to try to get the top that was under vegetables to be more brown and less pasty-white).

Should I try this recipe again? Or give a different one a try? Does sticky dough sound right?

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We're attending a big picnic this weekend, one of the few events that I have an old standard recipe to bring. I started making this long, long ago, before I really cooked at all, so by today's standards it's pretty simple, kind of a dump recipe (dump in this, this and this). But it's still quintessential picnic food to me, coming from Colorado. One of my former supervisors used to make something similar, white beans, tuna and red onion, as her picnic staple.

Mine's a corn and black bean salsa. It involves opening, draining and rinsing a can of black beans and a can of corn (dump, dump). Then you add chopped red onion, scallion, tomato and cilantro, cumin and lime juice. It tastes better afer it sits for a bit. I bet fresh corn would be nice, but that's another one of those things I don't get my hands on very often. I serve it with tortilla chips, but I've seen people eat it like a salad, with a fork, too.

My other picnic standard is the fudgy brownies I wrote about awhile back.

Posted by Kim at 08:23 AM | Permalink | Comments (2)

I have a rule against having all burners going at once. It's not a safety thing; I just don't like doing dishes that much. But last night I made scallops with orzo and tomatoes, which required two nonstick skillets and a saucepan, and it was definitely worth it (maybe because I made Todd do the dishes?). The tomato sauce sounded really weird, with ginger, lemongrass and basil, but it came together much better than you would think. And I love, love, love the sweetness, the softness, the crisp browned exterior of seared scallops.

Boiled a cup of orzo for until it was done, a bit more than five minutes. While that was working, I sauteed about an inch of minced ginger and a minced stalk of lemongrass for about 2 minutes. (I think I used parts of the lemongrass I shouldn't; it was really hard to tell. I peeled back about half the layers, cut off the top 2/3, then minced the rest. I think the tough part I ended up with was at the very bottom, though.) Added 2 big chopped tomatoes and cooked for another minute, then tossed in a couple tablespoons sliced basil leaves.

Heated oil in another nonstick pan, then seared the scallops for 2 minutes on the first side (salting and peppering the tops), then 1 minute on the other side.

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I have never tasted a really good fresh apricot. I even went to Red Jacket Orchard's booth at the Union Square farmers' market last year, but it must've been too early or late. So yesterday when I went to the grocery to buy some kind of fruit to make a tart filling, I veered toward the apricots (they were giving off a very apricot-y scent). I figured a cooked apricot would taste more like an apricot than any fresh apricot I had had.

And they did, but they were also really, really tart. Do apricots get sweet? If I made this tart again I'd add a lot more sugar, and maybe leave out the lemon. Maybe the tartness of apricots is why lots of the tart recipes I saw added a cream cheese or frangipane layer.

I used a refrigerated pie crust, which I rolled out thinner to fit into my 10-inch tart pan (not sure I needed to, though; I had a bit of extra). Mixed sliced apricots with 5 tablespoons sugar, 1 1/2 tablespoon cornstarch, 1/2 tablespoon lemon juice and some zest. Arranged in a spiral, then baked at 425 for 15 minutes, then turned it down to 375 for another 25 minutes. Then I brushed it with melted cherry jam (what I had on hand), and I can't decide if that ruined the way it looked or added interesting color.

Another thing I noticed was that apricots are tiny, so the edges of my tart were too high. I'd form the tart edges lower next time.

Posted by Kim at 08:17 AM | Permalink | Comments (1)

I'm one of those people who are always annoyingly early for everything, who doesn't understand that if the party starts at 8 I shouldn't arrive until at least 8:30, probably closer to 9. Plus now that I'm pregnant I'm hungry all the time to a whole new degree, if such a thing were possible.

So we sauntered into Madison Square Park, where this year's Big Apple Barbecue Block Party was held, at a quarter to 12. This year the barbecue was along 26th street, and tickets, information, desserts, music, etc were scattered throughout the park. I guess I'm gloating here because for once being annoyingly early for everything paid off. We bought our tickets and jumped from (relatively short) line to line, sampling various pork and beef products. About 30 minutes after we got there, the lines started getting long. By the time we left around 1:30, they were unmanageable, kind of a mess. We wanted to try the whole hog but couldn't bring ourselves to stand in a line that snaked halfway down the block between 5th Ave and Madison.

But I loved the beef brisket from The Salt Lick; it was soft and chewy with a band of pink on one edge. Todd was partial to a pulled pork sandwich. We were pretty happy. (Although I still love everything about the first one: the rain, the crowded street, the music. Even the food seems better. I guess that's what nostalgia does.)

Posted by Kim at 08:07 AM | Permalink

It's hard to imagine being nauseated for seven weeks, isn't it? It was for me 10 weeks ago, when, just a few days after finding out that I was pregnant, the nausea started. I'm excited about being pregnant (we had wanted this for a while), but I never imagined how it would rob me of one of my favorite hobbies, this blog. I've been eating to keep my stomach settled, my weight up, and not with the pleasure or curiosity I used to have. At points I couldn't imagine ever being interested in food again, and the only "cooking" I could handle was putting my breakfast in the toaster.

The worst of the nausea has passed, but I'm still not 100 percent back in the kitchen, as I'm sure anyone who has read this for a while can tell. And even eating out can be a minefield. Never excitedly say to a pregnant woman, "Now you can eat whatever you want!" It simply isn't true. Meat has to be cooked to the point of inedibility (to my mind anything past medium-rare qualifies), there are fish with too much mercury, soft cheeses and deli meats could give the baby listeria, no raw fish (I've been eating California rolls). Peanuts could cause a severe allergy if there's a history of allergy in your family. My favorite diner breakfast, eggs over easy, is off limits. (By the way, I'm not a scientist, so don't take what's written here as the last word. I'm feeling neurotic and super-cautious about this whole thing, and the Internet is a blessing and a curse of too much information.)

It's been one of the most frustrating things about being pregnant, suddenly being in a high-risk group with young children and the elderly. Just as frustrating as discovering nothing in my closet fits. So, whoohoo, I'm gaining weight at an alarming rate, but I don't get to enjoy it as much as I should be. Poor me.

Posted by Kim at 08:06 AM | Permalink | Comments (5)

My mom didn't cook or bake very often, but my friend Nicole's mom did. I once raved over some banana-chocolate chip muffins she had made, so after that she would send Nicole to school with a baggie of muffins for me whenever she made them. One of the few signs that I would grow up to like being in the kitchen was that I was the resident banana-bread baker when I was a kid. Whenever the bananas would turn black, I'd get down the bread pan. This time I decided I'd make muffins with my mushy bananas, though, taking a lesson in portability from Nicole's mom.

I used a recipe from Basic Baking and substituted chocolate chips for the nuts. Next time I think I'd cut down on the spices, though; they kind of just compete with the chocolate. Maybe even just use cinnamon. Anyway, I whisked together 2 cups flour, 1 teaspoon each baking soda and baking powder, some salt and 1/2 teaspoon each ground cinnamon, ginger, cloves and nutmeg. Separately I mashed three overripe bananas with 1/4 cup oil, 1/3 cup brown sugar and 1 egg. Mixed that into the dry ingredients, added some chocolate chips (maybe about a cup), then baked the muffins in a regular-size 12-cup muffin tin in a 375 degree oven for 18 minutes. They're not very sweet muffins, almost seem kind of healthy, but then there's the chocolate. I liked them better at room temperature the second day.

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The Big Apple Barbecue Block Party, sponsored by Blue Smoke, is coming up. Todd and I went last year and had a lot of really good food. It rained a little, the lines were long, and the whole ticket system was a little annoying, but it felt good to stand out on 26th street (which they block off for the event) eating barbecue from all over the country and listening to music.

It's June 12 and 13, and a bunch of people, including Calvin Trillin and Ed Levine, will be participating in seminars during the weekend. There's information about it at Blue Smoke's web site.

Posted by Kim at 09:26 PM | Permalink