Apparently today marks the one year anniversary of declaring this whole thing a pandemic. Kinda hard to believe. I was working at an elementary school at the time and I remember first hearing that schools would close for two weeks from middle school kids coming by the playground at recess and shouting it through the fence. The rumor was confirmed not long after and staff and students figured we’d see each other in a few short weeks. Then two weeks turned into six and then that turned into a very long time.Continue reading
The truth is there’s a flour shortage out there (there are many more links you’ll find with a simple Google search). While everyone is at home, quarantined and missing their social connections, we are all getting out our mixing bowls and baking up some comforting carbs. I mean, I’m right on board with you. Nothing sounds better most of the time than cheese and carbs, or sugar and carbs, and carbs and carbs, whether it’s pizza, quesadillas, frosted cakes, or pierogis (carbs wrapped in carbs!). I keep hearing rumors about this thing called covid-19, as in the 19 (or more) pounds you’ll gain due to this darn virus!Continue reading
This year will be a different Easter for people all over the world. Most churches will not be holding in person services, and so many people will be at home in their Easter bonnets and dresses (or, more likely, their comfy clothes) watching a screen and singing along in their living room.
My family went to church every Sunday growing up, so of course we went on Easter too. In fact, we spent much of Easter morning at church because my dad led the church choir, and my sisters and I sang in the children’s choir at both services. I remember going shopping to pick out our Easter dresses; coming down the hall on Easter morning to check out what awaited us in our fluffy, pastel-colored Easter baskets; and the way it felt to sing Hallelujah for the first time in weeks on Easter Sunday. Our church always hosted a big breakfast for the choir members in between services and I always looked forward to the Cheesy Egg Casseroles, the sweet baked goods, and the chocolate candies we would later get to eat.
I grew up knowing the meaning of Easter was more than candy and the Easter bunny, but like any kid I looked forward to the tangible pleasures of the occasion – the treats, the egg hunt, and the pretty dress. Though as an adult I haven’t gone to church every Sunday, I still look forward to Easter. It often marks the arrival of spring, and the chance for hope, renewal, and growth.
This year there will likely be no in-person egg hunts and definitely no big Easter breakfast at church for me. Maybe we’ll do a small egg hunt in the backyard for my daughter and a nice breakfast, but it will definitely be different. I don’t know about you, but I am still struggling with how to help and connect with my neighbors and my community in this time of social distancing. In a normal time I would bake cookies and treats and share them with my neighbors, but instead now I just bake to distract myself.
Nonetheless, I’m still going to hold on to the hope that comes with the Easter season. Hope that we as a country will come together and take care of each other as best as we can during this crisis. Hope that we will come out a better nation (and world) at the end of this. Hope that this time of social distancing will help us to reach out to each other more and appreciate the simple things in life.
For this occasion of Easter, I made these Easter Egg Macarons from Tessa Huff’s book Icing on the Cake. Mine did not turn out nearly as beautiful as hers, but I was still happy with the result. Making macarons is no easy task, but even if the results are somewhat misshapen and puffy, hopefully you will still find comfort in the whipping and the stirring, the resting of the batter, and filling of little sandwich cookies. Leave me a comment if you want the recipe.
Happy Easter! Sending everyone peace!
As usual, it’s been a while since I’ve visited this space, and a lot has changed in the world and with me. My baby is now a toddler who is almost two years old! We moved to Sammamish, a city east of Seattle, last fall. I started working full-time (I did some substitute teaching before) at a school in the fall for the first time after giving birth. And now I’m home once again due to school closures from the corona virus pandemic.
This is a weird time, to put it simply. I have been home for a full two weeks now and will be home until at least the end of April. The governor of Washington recently issued a stay at home order (finally) for the next two weeks or more. My husband has been working from home for almost a full month. It makes me anxious and sad to see the way this pandemic is spreading so fast, overwhelming hospitals and disrupting many lives, especially since I feel like I can do little to help. I’m washing my hands. I’m staying home. I’m not leaving my house. That’s about as much as I can do at this point.Continue reading
Wow! I didn’t realize that the last time I had posted something was January. Props to those of you who are parenting and blogging! I don’t know how you do it! I am learning that the real keys to parenting are adjusting your expectations and figuring out your priorities. You will have to shorten the list of things you can prioritize because you can’t do it all, and you’ll have to adjust your expectation of what you can get done in a day. At least that’s how it’s been for me. But hey, that’s life. For me, blogging simply hasn’t been a priority and so it’s fallen to the wayside. Though, let’s be honest, I wasn’t always blogging that often before the baby!
For me good food has always been a priority. As a kid I loved when we had the chance to eat fast food or junk food, which was usually just on road trips or special occasions. I liked the salty fries, soft tacos, and frosty milkshakes that we didn’t eat at home. Nowadays there are still plenty of things I indulge in, but my tastes have changed. I still love fries and tacos and milkshakes, but I also love fresh, flavorful salads and chewy homemade cookies. Finding the time to prepare the kind of food I want has changed a lot since becoming a mom (over a year ago!). I have to plan around baby meals, outings, diaper changes, and nap time.
Now that my daughter is crawling and climbing all over the place, I do my best to make use of the time when she is happily (and safely) playing by herself as well as nap time and after bedtime to prep foods for lunches and dinners. Certain foods are better eaten hot from the oven or the stove, but my priority right now is getting good food on the table, even if it’s reheated from earlier in the day or week.
I’d love to hear your recommendations for quick and easy meals I can prepare during nap time or in a pinch. I find that cold, pre-assembled salads and one sheet dinners seem to work the best. The fewer things I have to pull out of the fridge and reheat, the better!
Though I haven’t been blogging for the past six months, I have been cooking and baking a ton! My husband has gotten so used to my crazy baking sprees that he barely bats an eye these days when suddenly I’m throwing together muffins on a random weekday morning. My most recent foray has been into cakes. I have always loved eating and making cake and I’m trying to get better at it. I’m always looking for an excuse to bake something, whether to test my skills or try a new recipe.
Anyway, that’s all for now. Send me your favorite, quick meals!
Sometimes I get a recipe idea stuck in my head, and I have to make it. For the past week or so it has been a fresh orange layer cake, pictured perfectly in my head with its sunshine-yellow hue, tart-sweet flavor, and perfect crumb. I made one several years ago, following the recipe in The Cake Mix Doctor book. You start with a cake mix and “doctor” it up by adding fresh orange juice, zest and the usual eggs and such. I remember that cake fondly and somehow the memory of its deliciousness came back to bug me and wouldn’t leave me alone. Maybe it was because I had three oranges sitting in my fruit drawer, or maybe it was because I had leftover (bottled) orange juice sitting in my fridge, and since I don’t drink OJ these days, it felt like a challenge to use it up.
I ignored the idea for a while mainly because making a layer cake without a real occasion such as a birthday or a party seemed a little extravagant, plus there’s the fact that then there would be a whole cake in the house to eat and I wasn’t even sure if Sam would eat some. I even asked my neighbor, who loves sweets, if she would eat some and she declined. This past weekend, I finally gave in, deciding to make a smaller batch.
The thing is I really wanted a layer cake – not a single layer, not a square cake, a layer cake. What I love about layer cakes is the ratio of cake to frosting or filling, all perfectly portioned out so you can have the perfect bite. So how do you make a smaller batch? You can use smaller cake pans (which I don’t have) or you can do what I did and make one single layer and cut it into thirds (or halves) and make your fraction of a layer cake.
So I did just that. But when I went to stack my cakes, the cake was too dense and moist, and the curd filling I had made wasn’t thick enough, and the layers slipped and slid on top of each other while I desperately tried different ways to fix it. In the end I embraced the fact that it was an ugly cake, but hurrah at least I had made it! (I did not take any pictures of it…)
However, the flavor was also off. The cake I made had the flavor of too much baking soda and it was almost too dense to swallow. So a few days later I decided to try again, but this time I gave up on my layer cake dream and opted for a filled and frosted cupcake instead. The result: perfection. It is so satisfying to finally taste the thing that you craved, even if the original idea changed a little.
This time of year, citrus is at its best, which makes it the perfect time to make these cupcakes. Plus if you live in a part of the country where the earth and trees are brown and barren, the ground is white with snow, or skies are gray, these bright sunny colors arrive at the perfect time of year to add some color to your winter.
Orange Curd Cupcakes with Orange Cream Cheese Frosting
For the cake:
- 1 +2/3 cup all-purpose flour
- 1 + 1/4 cup granulated sugar
- 2 tsp. baking powder
- 1/2 tsp. salt
- 1/2 tsp. orange zest
- 2/3 cup orange juice (freshly squeezed or from a bottle)
- 2/3 cup canola oil
- 2 eggs
Preheat the oven to 375 degrees and line a cupcake pan with paper liners.
In a medium bowl, sift flour, sugar, baking powder, and salt together. Add orange zest and rub into the mixture so that the zest doesn’t clump in one spot and it infuses the dry ingredients with the orange oils.
In a separate bowl, beat eggs, oil and juice until blended. Add to dry ingredients and stir to combine, being sure to scrape the sides of the bowl with a spatula.
Divide the batter between your paper liners (should make about 14), filling no more than 3/4 full. Bake in your preheated oven for 18-20 minutes or until a toothpick comes out clean.
For the orange curd:
- 1/3 cup granulated sugar
- 2 tsp. orange zest
- 1 tsp. lemon or grapefruit zest
- 2 T. lemon or grapefruit juice
- 1/3 cup + 2 T. freshly squeezed orange juice
- 6 egg yolks
- 10 T. unsalted butter, cold
- pinch of salt
If you have a double boiler, get it out. If not, find a pot and glass bowl that fits perfectly into the top of the pot so that the bottom of the bowl does not go more than halfway down into the pot. Fill your pot with a few inches of water and bring to a boil. Make sure the bottom of the bowl is not touching the water as it boils. To the bowl add your sugar and zests and rub the zest into the sugar to release the flavor. Add the juices and whisk to blend. Turn the water down to a simmer and leave until the sugar begins to dissolve and the liquid is warmed.
In a separate bowl beat your egg yolks. Once the sugar and juice mixture has warmed, gradually add some, a spoonful at a time, to your egg yolks, whisking the egg yolks as you add (you don’t need to add all of the juice mixture). Once the bowl with the egg yolks feels somewhat warm to the touch, go ahead and add the egg yolk mixture to your glass bowl with any remaining juice and return it to the simmering water. Cook the mixture until it begins to thicken and coats the back of a spoon, 5-10 minutes. Remove from heat and add butter in small cubes, whisking to melt the butter. Taste and add a pinch salt to bring out all of the flavor.
Once all of the butter has been incorporated, put all of your curd into a medium size bowl, press a piece of plastic wrap to the surface to prevent a skin forming and refrigerate to cool. (You will have extra curd so feel free to halve the recipe or save for another use.)
For the orange cream cheese frosting:
- one 8-oz block of cream cheese, room temperature
- 1/4 cup butter, room temperature
- 2 T. fresh orange juice
- 1/2 tsp. orange zest
- 2 cups powdered sugar
Beat the cream cheese and butter in a medium bowl until light and fluffy. Add remaining ingredients and blend on low until sugar is incorporated enough to not fly everywhere. Scrape the sides and beat until well blended.
Once your cupcakes have cooled, take a small spoon and dig out a small hole in the top middle of each one, removing about 2 teaspoons of cake. (Set aside to eat later!) Fill each hole with your cooled curd. Frost with your cream cheese frosting and decorate as desired. Enjoy!
Eight years ago this fall, my sister, Chelsea, was living in San Francisco doing an externship through her architecture program. Chelsea thoughtfully sent me a package of local treasures including a few lemons and fresh rosemary. Apparently both were growing abundantly in the neighborhood where she lived, and as a passionate foodie, she figured I would appreciate the gifts, which of course I did. While searching for a use for them, I stumbled upon a recipe for lemon rosemary shortbread. I was intrigued by the idea of using a savory herb like rosemary in a dessert. I have to say that the combination of buttery cookie with the floral flavors of lemon and rosemary go together perfectly. The cookies were delicious!
Eight years later (last month) I found myself with a surplus of fresh rosemary – literally. I received some rosemary in my Imperfect Produce box, (they’re an awesome company that takes produce that is scarred, misshapen, or in excess – and which retailers won’t sell – and sends it to consumers in a weekly customized box.) I love fresh rosemary and so when I saw there was a surplus (and from California!) I happily added it to my order, without really knowing how I’d use it. So with an itch to bake, I decided to make those lemon rosemary shortbread cookies once again, if my almost 7 month old baby would let me of course.
Slight tangent here, but it’s funny how delusional about my life as a stay-at-home mom I can be. Sometimes I find myself waking up thinking about what I want to do that day and dreaming up all these recipes I want to make. Somehow I’m reminded that I am a mother and my young, not-yet-crawling baby is likely going to occupy most of my day. Today, however, she took a longer than usual nap so I threw together a batch of these cookies.
Unfortunately I never took a picture of the finished product but hopefully you get the idea. Picture perfectly buttery, golden cookies that go perfectly with a cup of tea on a rainy day (hello Seattle winter!) and you probably have the right image in your mind. And if you’re doubtful of the rosemary and cookies combination, let me tell you that my neighbor, who is not generally a fan of rosemary, loved them and said the flavor was not too strong.
Lemon Rosemary Shortbread Cookies
2 sticks (1/2 cup) unsalted butter, at room temperature
3/4 cup granulated sugar
1 egg yolk
1 lemon, zested
2 1/4 cups all-purpose flour
1/2 tsp. salt
1 T. chopped, fresh rosemary
1/2 tsp. vanilla extract (optional)
Cream together butter and sugar for a few minutes until light and fluffy. Add egg yolk and beat until incorporated. Add vanilla now if using. Combine the flour, salt, and lemon zest, rubbing it into the flour to break up the pieces. Add to the butter, beating on low to incorporate or fold in with a spatula. Fold in fresh rosemary. Wrap dough in plastic and put in the fridge to firm up for at least 30 minutes.
When dough is ready, preheat your oven to 375 F. Roll out your dough on a floured surface to about 1/4 inch thick and cut into squares or use your favorite cookie cutter. Space cookies about 2 inches apart and bake until golden brown – 10-12 minutes. I even almost burned a batch of mine (due to taking care of the baby) and they still tasted good!
Before my daughter was born, a part of me thought I would have more time to do things like write a blog post. I mean babies sleep a lot, right? So couldn’t I just whip up a blog post during one of her frequent naps? Well, sometimes babies fall asleep on you or sometimes you need to eat while she sleeps. Sometimes I have had time to write, but I was too tired to write anything. Or sometimes I haven’t had the time because my child takes mostly half hour naps, and by the time I put her down and go to the bathroom and brush my teeth and get dressed and whatever basic things I need to accomplish, five minutes are left. Continue reading
I became a mother almost two months ago and sometimes it still doesn’t feel like it’s real. It’s like how did I suddenly (though it wasn’t really) become a mother? Somehow, it feels like motherhood is something that has to be earned over a longer period of time, not something you can become in just one day when a baby is born. I’m not trying to discredit other mothers, by any means. We have certainly earned the title after carrying our babies in our bodies for 9+ months and going through childbirth, but somehow the title still feels strange. I’m sure it’s just like being married or changing your name in that it’s something that I will get used to over time.
I thought motherhood would make me a different person, but mostly I still feel the same except with a baby. Feeling the same is good of course, as I didn’t want to lose who I was, but I somehow expected this overwhelming feeling of a change in identity. Maybe that also develops over time as I will interact with the world and my baby as a mother.
Of course one of the things that makes me me is my love of food and cooking. In the first few weeks of motherhood I definitely did not have the time or energy to cook and I was grateful to the friends who brought us food and the meals I’d prepared ahead of time to stock our freezer. It was hard enough to remember to eat or find time to eat when my focus was on feeding my baby and getting enough sleep. In recent weeks I’ve felt myself getting back to normal with my desire to get my hands dirty in the kitchen coming on strong. For some reason this week that desire manifested itself in homemade filo/phyllo dough, which I used to make baklava and an apple tart. I enjoyed the process of making the filo dough, though it didn’t turn out as thin as I would have liked, and I was able to use some nuts that were past their “best by” date (they’re still good!)
The baklava I made was based on this recipe here and the apple tart one I made up with a sheet of leftover dough I had. It felt good to get in the kitchen again and create something with my hands, though it certainly wasn’t the same as it used to be. I made the recipe in steps over an afternoon, evening, and morning, with interruptions determined by a certain hungry baby. In the future, hopefully she’ll be helping me to cook.
Apple Filo Tart
4-6 sheets of filo dough, thawed if frozen*
1 large apple of your choice, peeled and diced
2 T. brown sugar
1 T. flour
1/2 tsp. ground cinnamon
3-4 T. unsalted butter, melted
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F and line a cookie sheet with parchment paper. Lay your sheets of filo dough on the parchment, brushing with butter every two layers or just on top if using homemade. In a medium bowl mix diced apple, sugar, flour, and cinnamon. Spread the apple mixture in a circle in the middle of your filo dough making sure that the apples are not piled on each other, though don’t be too picky about it. Gently fold the extra filo over the apple mixture and brush the top with butter. You may not use all of the butter.
Bake in the preheated oven for 20-30 minutes until lightly browned and crispy. Let cool and cut into slices.
*I used only one sheet of my homemade dough, though it was thicker than the store-bought kind.
Most people won’t say no to chocolate chip cookies, whether overcooked or store-bought. Chocolate chip cookies are an American classic and definitely a recipe I have made and eaten thousands of times. Maybe the internet is to blame or maybe it’s just my curiosity for baking, but despite the number of times I’ve made the chewy, gooey hand-held dessert, I still sometimes feel the need to try a new recipe. Social media tends to make us feel pressured to constantly achieve bigger (or smaller) and better whether through our perfectly toned and tanned bodies, our flawlessly frosted cakes, or our carefully crafted home decor. Yes, your chocolate chip cookie recipe may already be amazing, but the lure of the internet will lead you to believe that this one is the best. Continue reading