"If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world."
- J.R.R. Tolkien

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

October the Turd

Look. We need to talk. We've been doing this "thing" for what? Two months now? Maybe a little longer? And I think we've hit it off well, yes? We've gotten to know each other. We like each other. So I think it's time. Time to take this relationship to the next level. Time to meet the family. It's a big step, I know, but I think you're ready for it.

Meet Mom:


She's sweet and sassy and says things like, "Talk's cheap, it takes money to buy whiskey". But more about her in a minute.

Now meet Dad:

A.k.a. Big Al. He's a farmer and the sole inventor of the finger dance. Don't ask...



And here's the whole family together last Thanksgiving:

Back row: Dad and Neal (my little bro...if you can call 6'7" little...)
Front row: Mom, Staci (my sis-in-law) and Jordyn (my baby niece who is, in my humble opinion, the cutest little girl to ever live), Jason (my big bro) and Jayden (my nephew who I adore more than most anyone else in the world) and me on the end there

So why all the introductions? First of all my family is important to me. They're fun and crazy and none of them have ever met a stranger and I just think everyone should have the privilege of meeting them at least once. Secondly, this weekend was what we in the fam like to refer to as a national holiday. Sunday we celebrated my mom's 59th birthday! 59!!! That's one year away from 60!!! I'm sorry for exposing the number like that, mom, but you don't look a day over 50 so really it's something to be proud of.

Now my dad has a hard time with remembering birthdays. They just don't stick. He can remember the month we were born in but when it comes to the actual day he's completely clueless. Except, that is, when it comes to mom. You see, a long time ago dad developed a full-proof system that guaranteed he would never forget his beloved wife's special day. It's simple, really. He explains it like this:

"Your mother was born on October third. And she's a turd. And third rhymes with turd."

Brilliant. And it's never failed him. But this year I had a small problem regarding October the Turd (which is what mom's birthday is fondly referred to as in our house). I have no job and therefore no money with which to buy mom her standard-issue Dillard's gift card (because that's all mom ever wants for birthdays and holidays, no joke.) I could've gotten her one, yes, but that would just be like her buying herself a gift. And I'm not one for playing the middle man. Or pretending I did something that I didn't. So I turned to the kitchen for inspiration and gave mom the thing she's been asking for since last year: custard filled cream puffs.


They were amazing. So good. The perfect little dessert. And mom loved them. Actually dad might have loved them more since he kept insisting they were his and his alone. Not true, dad, not true. Anyhow they were a hit and it was a sad day indeed when they were all gone. Fortunately they're super easy to make. I know, I know. They look difficult. Daunting. But they are absolutely not. It's four simple steps, three if you don't wanna dip yours in caramel like mine, and the results are really spectacular. Let's get started.

You'll need the following:

Tools

3 medium to large sauce pans (preferably heavy-bottomed)
Wooden spoon
Whisk
Rubber spatula
Metal sieve
Sheet pan covered in plastic wrap
Hand mixer or stand mixer fitted with paddle attachment
Piping bag or large ziplock
Silicone baking mat

Ingredients

Pastry Cream
2 cups Whole Milk
4 oz Sugar
1.5 oz Egg Yolk
2 oz Eggs
1.25 oz Corn Starch
1 oz Butter
2 TB Vanilla Extract

Pate Choux (the French name for the dough, it translates to 'cabbage paste' because cream puffs look like little cabbages!)
10 oz Water
2 oz Butter
1 ts Sugar
1 ts Salt
6 oz Bread or All-Purpose Flour (bread flour is better because it develops more gluten which helps to hold the shape of the choux balls but All-Purpose is works okay, too, as it's name would suggest.)
3-5 Eggs

Clear Caramel
10 oz Sugar
3 oz Water


Step 1

First let's make our pastry cream. In a medium sauce pan combine your milk and half of the sugar. In a bowl, combine your egg yolks, eggs, cornstarch, and the other half of the sugar. Whisk together until pale and thick. Set your milk and sugar on a burner and bring to a boil over medium heat. Begin whisking the yolks and, at the same time, pour in about half of the hot milk to temper. Set the rest of the milk back on the burner and pour in the yolk mixture, whisking constantly. Once the cream begins to boil whisk for another one to two minutes to cook out the starchy flavor and thicken it up. Remove from heat.

Set the butter in the bottom of a mixing bowl and set a metal sieve on top. Pour the pastry cream through the sieve to remove any bits of cooked egg, using a rubber spatula to push it all through. Dump in the vanilla extract and stir until fully incorporated and the butter is melted. Pour onto a sheet pan that's been covered in plastic wrap and put another layer of plastic wrap directly on top of the cream to prevent a skin from forming. Toss her in the fridge and let her chill out for at least three hours (or overnight if you're making this ahead of time).

Step 2

Now for the pate choux. First preheat your oven to 400 degrees. Combine your water, butter, sugar, and salt in a sauce pan and set over medium-low heat just until butter is melted, making sure to not let it boil. Dump in flour all at once and stir vigorously with wooden spoon. The dough should start pulling away from the sides and forming a shiny ball. Stir for another minute until a carpet forms on the bottom of the pan. The dryer you get the dough, the more eggs you can add and the bigger puff you'll get when they bake. Transfer the ball of dough to a mixing bowl and beat with either paddle attachment or hand mixer for about three to five minutes to release all the steam. Now add in one egg at a time, beating well after each addition, until you have a smooth paste. You should be able to stretch the dough at least one inch between your pointer finger and thumb without it breaking. It might take only three eggs, it might take five. It all depends on how dry your dough gets.

If you're fancy, go ahead and fit a piping bag with a large round tip. If you're like me, just spoon the paste into a large ziplock and cut the tip off with your kitchen scissors. Line a sheet pan with parchment paper and position your bag about a fourth of an inch above the paper. Now squeeze your piping bag until the round is about the the width of a silver dollar. Repeat until you run out of choux paste! If your choux balls have little tips on them, stick your finger in a glass of water, shake it off, and smooth them down. This way they'll be nice and round. Stick your sheet pan in the oven and after about fifteen to twenty minutes turn the temp down to 375. The burst of heat allows the choux balls to get maximum rise and turning the heat down allows them to finish drying out on the inside without burning. Bake until they turn a nice dark golden brown. Pull the sheet pan out and allow to cool for about half an hour.

Step 3
Time to assemble! First take your pastry cream out of the fridge. At this point it might resemble a sheet of rubber. That's good. It means you did it right! Dump it into a bowl and take a whisk to it to bring it back to life. Okay. Filling time. Now there are two ways we can do this. Option 1: We can take a serrated knife and cut off the top halves of the choux balls and just spoon the pastry cream in. Option 2: If you have a very small round piping tip (like ateco #2 or 3) you can poke a hole in the bottom of your choux balls using a paring knife or the pointy end of a chopstick and just pipe your cream in. If you plan on dipping your puffs in caramel option 2 is the only way to go. If not I say go with option 1 and lightly dust the tops with powdered sugar for a pretty presentation.

Step 4
Hokay. This step is not one for the faint of heart. It's a tad bit intimidating and just the slightest bit dangerous what with the whole dipping-things-in-boiling-hot-sugar aspect. But I have faith in you. Just in case maybe we should have a bowl of ice water sitting on the counter. Put your sugar and water in a heavy-bottomed sauce pan and stir your finger around in it until it's all uniform and looks like wet sand. Dip a pastry brush in a glass of water and wipe down the sides of the pot to make sure there are no stray bits of sugar hanging out there, they can cause crystallization which ruins your caramel and makes for a sad chef. And nobody likes a sad chef. Now begin heating your sugar over medium-high heat. When it starts to bubble go ahead and give the sides one more brush-down, making sure the brush doesn't actually come in contact with the sugar (don't forget, we're battling the evil crystallization process). Let the sugar cook until it starts to change color. Give the pot a good swirl to distribute all that yummy caramel goodness and let it go for another few minutes until it's the color of honey. Remove from heat and let it sit for five minutes to cool down a little. Prop up one side with a dish towel so that the caramel pools on the bottom and carefully, I repeat CAREFULLY, dip the the cream puffs about a third to half of the way down. Shake off the excess caramel and place, caramel side down, on a silicone baking mat. If you own plastic gloves I highly recommend wearing a pair or two to really protect your fingers. And if you do get any of the hot sugar on your sweet little falanges, plunge them into the ice water immediately.

Let them cool until the sugar hardens and you're done! They're ready to enjoy. And enjoy them you will. So will anyone else who gets the chance to try one.

On a related note, today is my Aunt Linda's birthday (get it? related? hehehe)! And from the bottom of my heart I want to wish her a wonderful, spectacular, fabulous, unforgettable one. I love you so much and I wish I was there to celebrate with you. Seriously, between her and my mom I have all the love and support I could ever wish for. I'm not only a happy chef, but a lucky one as well.

Now if you'll kindly excuse me, the Young and the Restless is about to start. Yes, that's right. Judge if you must. Happy baking, and have a fabulous rest of the week!

XOXO,
Mindy








Saturday, September 25, 2010

Baking 101

Sweet Jesus, is it actually possible? Could it be true? Is this week really over? Oh, how I've longed, how I've pined for this day!!! Dramatic? Sure. Hyperbolic? Maybe a little. But generally accurate? Absolutely. I know I fibbed a little about being busy last post, but trust me when I say this week it's been pure fact.

You see, friends, this week was my last, I repeat LAST, week of restaurant block. What a miracle of biblical proportion! From day one the thought of restaurant block had me shaking in my steel-toed kitchen boots. I was so nervous. Plated desserts weren't what I was looking forward to and I was certain I'd, for lack of a better word, suck. And then there was the final. Four plated desserts (each with a minimum of five components) in twelve minutes. AAAHH! The twelve minute plate-up time wasn't even the scary part. We were given a total of twelve hours (spread over three days) for all of our production. And four desserts with five items each (more like seven or eight for people like me who get sick thrills from living on the edge and have pastry ambition running through our veins) in twelve hours is intimidating. Not to mention each dessert has to be completely different and repeating flavors is a no-go. Plus we had menus and portfolios due on the same day and a portfolio for restaurant block is ridiculously extensive/tedious/annoying/the-reason-i-spent-fifteen-dollars-at-kinkos/i-hate-it.

The idea of working in a restaurant has just never appealed to me. I don't want to quinelle ice cream and sorbet all night, or sauce plates for hours on end. Sit me in front of a cake stand and give me some fondant and I'm a much happier camper. But I was lucky. I had an awesome chef instructor named Michelle Antonishek who was encouraging and patient and so so talented (after all, she was the executive pastry chef at NYC's famous Gramercy Tavern). She made the class I was dreading into something fun and, as it turns out, I'm good at it! It's still not something I wanna do for the rest of my life, but now I know I can and I'm walking away with some pretty valuable skills in my back pocket. You can look at my plates here! I'm such a proud papa. Or mama. But I prefer alliteration over gender accuracy. :)

ANYWHOOOOO, after all this hip, modern, plated dessert madness the only thing I really want right now is some good, down home, simple oven love. Mayhaps in the form of a cookie? As in...an oatmeal-pecan cookie? Yeaaaaah. I'm a cookie girl at heart, it's true. The smell of them wafting through the house, the growing warmth of the kitchen as the oven heats up, the tongue-burning satisfaction of chowing down as soon as they hit the cooling rack, it all just screams home to me and I miss home today. Plus, cookies are a pastry basic. Baking 101, if you will. One of those things that everyone should know how to make and make well. It's just a good life skill. I know I've held tight to the sentiment that if there was no picture then there would be no post but gimme a break, people. The craving hit and I started typing. I've made them so many times that I wasn't concerned with the possibility of a crash-and-burn scenario. You'll just have to trust me on this one. They r0xb0x.

I found this recipe in my mom's little recipe collection about two years ago and it turned out that it came from a not-so-nice lady who I'm definitely not-so-fond-of. I guess when you make cookies like these it's easy to accumulate friends even if you're sort of a bitch. Sorry...As mom would say, truth hurts. Back to the cookies! They're amazing. Thin and crispy and sweet and oh I can almost taste them right now! Please make these cookies. And then make another batch to share with your friends and family. They're that good. So that's the why, here's the how:

Ingredients
  • 1 cup Shortening (I know lots of people shy away from it, but it really does have it's place in the kitchen so give it a break)
  • 1 cup Sugar
  • 1 cup Brown Sugar
  • 1 tsp Vanilla Extract (Just a word to the wise, Mexican Vanilla trumps everything else, and whenever a recipe calls for a tsp, I usually make it two)
  • 2 Eggs, well beaten
  • 1 1/2 cups All Purpose Flour, packed down (which is usually a baking no-no but this time we're making an exception)
  • 1 tsp Salt
  • 1 tsp Baking Soda
  • 3 cups Old Fashioned Oats (the regular stuff, not the quick-cooking kind)
  • 1/2 - 3/4 cup (depending on your tastes) chopped pecan
Go ahead and preheat your oven to 350

Step 1
Thoroughly cream your shortening and and both sugars together until it forms a smooth paste.

Step 2
Combine your eggs and vanilla and slowly add to shortening/sugar mixture, beating well after each addition.

Step 3
Using a metal sieve, sift together your flour, salt, and baking soda. Add to creamed mixture in three stages, mixing after each until just combined.

Step 4
Fold in oats and pecans.

Step 5
Now here comes the only difficult part in this recipe. You have to somehow manage to get the dough from the bowl onto the baking sheet WITHOUT EATING IT ALL! I know, it's tricky. But I have faith in you. And if you happen to lose a few spoon-fulls in the process, well so be it. I don't think there's a soul out there who could fault you for it. Just place the rest on an ungreased sheet pan in rounded tablespoons and bake for 10 minutes in your 350 oven.

Depending on your personal preference you can take them out a minute early for chewier cookies or leave them in a minute longer for crispy ones. I'm a chewy gal, myself.

And that's it! They're amazing. So soothing. I love them. And I love you. Thanks for hanging out and reading. I'm sorry about not having a picture for you, but I'm hoping you'll like the cookies enough to forgive me. Have a beautiful Saturday and an even better Sunday and I'll be back sometime next week!

XOXO,
Mindy

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

The Queen of Hearts...

She Made Some Tarts
All on a Summer's Day

Well, I'm not a queen but I do love hearts and I did make some tarts and it is DEFINITELY still summer out there. Okay, I can tell what you're all thinking so let's just get this out of the way, shall we? I know. I've been m.i.a. for quite some time now and for that I apologize. BUT! Friends, in my defense I've been crazybusy. Like f0realz. I did miss you, though, and you were never far from my overworked mind. Now, I realize that busy is somewhat of a lame excuse but what if I told you that my busy-ness involved compiling new and fabulous recipes to share with all of my most ardent fans and avid readers? Would that help? Would you be more willing to forgive me? What? You don't believe me? You think I'm just lazy? That I've spent the last few weeks sleeping in and enjoying the slow pace of the unemployed life? Fine. Maybe I haven't been suuuper busy. And okay, so maybe I have reeeaaaally enjoyed not working and going to school at the same time. Sue me. Or not, since I have no funds with which to hire a good lawyer. Or any lawyer. Moving on. The honest truth is I just haven't felt inspired to write. Fortunately for you, I have felt inspired to bake! I've said it before and I'll say it again: Baking is my love language. It's how I care for people. And let's face it, nothing says lovin' like somethin' from the oven. Right? Right. And I've had lots of people to love on lately. Translation: I have lots of yummy recipes to share with you over the next few days.

I know I left you hanging last time with the promise of eclairs and cream puffs but, while I did make eclairs (it was my friend Jeff's one last going-away wish), I did not have the opportunity to get pics and I just don't like posting recipes without a good solid image to go along side. Sooooo, it seems as though I'll just have to redo them sometime soon. How sad. I have to make eclairs again. I tell you, it's a rough life I lead. Fear not, until then I have a bevy of recipes to blog about and I promise not to disappear on you for extended periods of time anymore. Since the last post I left you with was about a cake (oh, how I love that cake) I want to take us in a different direction this time. Our destination? The delicious land of tarts.

Now there are several things I love about tarts. First and foremost, they're just adorable. Whether they're piled high with sassy golden-brown spikes of meringue or topped with neat little rows of berries or drizzled with delicious dark chocolate sauce, tarts are just precious. Secondly, tart shells are always my first choice when it comes to crusts. Pie dough has this awful tendency to get soggy when sitting beneath most any filling, especially those with a custard base. But tart shells! Oh tart shells offer the best in texture AND flavor! They're sweet and crunchy and so easy to make that you'll never go back to pie dough again (but don't tell your friends because they'll think you slaved away in a hot kitchen all day long just for them and be uber impressed and tell everyone they know how awesome you are...you can thank me later). The tart I'm sharing with you today is one I made for a friend's housewarming recently and trust me when I say it was delish.

Now, without further ado, I'd like to introduce you to my dear friend, the chocolate-hazelnut meringue tart! We met about two months ago as I was reading through a cookbook by Rebecca Rather, aka The Pastry Queen (and let me tell you, when it comes to delicious baked goods Ms. Rather is definitely culinary royalty). It was love at first sight. Well technically there were no actual pictures of our tart friend, but just reading the description and ingredients conjured up strong enough emotions that I felt like I'd known her for years. My gut was right. She's fabulous. From her crunchy hazelnut and Frangelico tart shell to the deep dark chocolate ganache that sits inside to my personal favorite, the yummy mound of meringue that is her crowning glory, she is one lovely lady. So let's get started, shall we?

First let's preheat the oven to 350, then we'll gather all our ingredients.

For the crust you'll need:
1/3 cup hazelnuts
1/2 cup (1 stick) unsalted butter @ room temp.
1/2 cup powdered sugar
2 tsp (or if you're like me, 3 or 4) Frangelico
1/4 tsp salt
3/4 cup all purpose flour

For the ganache you'll need:
1 cup heavy cream
1 tbsp unsalted butter
1/8 tsp salt
1 tbsp vanilla extract
7 ounces semi or bittersweet chocolate, chopped finely
2 tsp Frangelico

For the meringue you'll need:
4 large egg whites @ room temp.
3/4 cup sugar

Go ahead and grab the following tools so you'll be ready to go:
1 tart pan, buttered (or sprayed with God's gift to pastry lovers, Baker's Joy non-stick-flouring spray)
Hand mixer, or if you're one of the lucky ones a stand mixer w/ both paddle and whip attachment
Rubber spatula
Whisk
Heat proof glass or metal bowl for meringue

Step 1

Ready? Okay. First let's get our tart dough going. Take all those hazelnuts and spread them out on a baking sheet and slide them into the oven for about five to seven minutes. When you can smell them you know they're done. Mmmm. I love the smell of hazelnuts getting all roasty-toasty in the oven. Yum. Right after they come out gather them all up in a clean kitchen towel and rub them around to remove the skins. Now grab a big knife and chop 'em up nice and fine.

Step 2

Using either your hand mixer or your stand mixer fitted with the paddle attachment, cream the butter and sugar until light and fluffy (about 3 minutes). Now mix in the Frangelico and salt. Add your flour in three additions, mixing on low speed until just incorporated. Toss in your chopped hazelnuts and finish mixing on low just until it's all combined. Gather up your dough into a nice little ball, wrap her in plastic wrap, and toss her in the fridge for about half an hour. I repeat, let her rest in the fridge for at least thirty minutes. Otherwise bad things will happen and I won't take responsibility for them. It's all on you, friend.

Step 3

Hokay. Now that you're dough is nice and chilled (it is, right?) go ahead and grab it from the fridge. Press it in to your buttered/sprayed tart pan in an even layer, making sure that the dough goes all the way up to the edge. Bake it off in your 350 oven for about 12 to 15 minutes until it turns a pretty golden brown. Don't worry if the bottom looks wrinkly, that's expected and we cover it up with ganache so nobody will see it.

Step 4

Time for ganache. Combine your cream, butter, salt, and vanilla in a sauce pan and bring it to a gentle boil. Place your chopped chocolate in a big bowl, pour the hot cream mixture on top, and let it hang out and get acquainted for about three to five minutes. Now whisk it until it's smooth and velvety and beautiful. Fill your tart shell with the ganache, almost all the way up to the top but not quite. Refrigerate at least thirty minutes or until the ganache is set (or if you're pressed for time or impatient like me, set it in the freezer to cut the chilling time in half).

Step 5

There are few things in life I love more than a good meringue. Place a sauce pan with about two cups of water on the stove and bring it to a boil. Now turn the heat down until your water is just lightly simmering. Put your whites and sugar in a heat-proof bowl and set it over the pot of simmering water, whisking constantly until all the sugar has melted and it's heated through (rub a little between your fingers to make sure all the sugar grains have dissolved). Remove from the heat and, using hand mixer or stand mixer fitted with whisk attachment, whip on low speed for about five minutes and then on high speed for an additional five minutes until the meringue is stiff and shiny.

Step 6

Now go ahead and preheat your broiler. Pile your meringue on top of your tart making sure to take it all the way out to the edges covering all the ganache and sealing it tight. Using either your fingers or the back of a spoon pull and tease the meringue into crazy fun spikes. Stick the tart in the oven and broil for about one minute until the spikes get a nice golden brown on them but make sure you watch it because it can go from golden brown to burnt in a matter of seconds! Pull your tart out and my friend, there you have it. You're done!

Isn't she adorable? Don't you just wanna show her off and gobble her up all at the same time? And hey. If chocolate isn't your scene you can just as easily substitute the ganache for a delicious lemon curd or vanilla custard and get results that are just as satisfying. Now, I'm not going to make any specific dessert promises for next blog because I tend to be fickle and wishy-washy and what I bake depends on what I'm feeling, but I can promise you that I'll be back soon. I won't disappear on you for so long any more. You have my word. Okay, hope you have a fabulous tuesday. Maybe go eat a strawberry cupcake for me? They're delicious and I want one. In the words of one LJPe, "Peace out, girl scout!"

XOXO,
Mindy