Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Mediterranean Pizza

 

It's pizza time again! 

Mediterranean Pizza
(adapted from allrecipes.com)
12 oz. marinated artichoke hearts, drained and chopped
1/2 tsp. each dried basil and oregano
2 cups shredded Monterey Jack cheese, divided
1/4 lb. diced ham
1 cup cherry tomatoes, halved
1 cup Kalamata olives, pitted and sliced
4 oz. feta cheese, crumbled

Prepare the pizza crust and brush lightly with a little marinade from the artichoke hearts, then sprinkle with the herbs.  Cover crust with half the Monterey Jack cheese, then add artichoke hearts, ham, tomatoes, olives, and feta cheese. Top with remaining Monterey Jack cheese.  Bake at 400 degrees for 20 - 25 minutes, until crust and cheese are lightly browned.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Pound Cake


When I was a little girl, my Mother bought me a pair of black patent leather Mary Janes.  I thought those were the most beautiful shoes in the world and I just loved them.  On Sunday morning, as we walked up the sidewalk to my Sunday School class, she saw me looking down and admiring my shoes as I walked.  Just before we reached the classroom, Mama admonished me not to tell anyone I had new shoes. 

The minute we walked into the classroom, the teacher exclaimed, "Rocquie has new shoes!"  To which I quickly replied, "No I don't."  Mama said, "Yes, you do", to which I replied, "You told me not to tell anybody".  My poor Mother could have probably crawled into a hole.  She later explained that what she had meant was not to walk in the door, kick my foot into the air, and announce, "Look at my new shoes". 

Now why do I mention this little story? It has to do with my hard learned lesson of not boasting.  You see, I have a beautiful, shiny, new piece of kitchen equipment that I have been telling myself for the past week not to mention, much less brag about.  My husband surprised me last weekend when he came home with a new stand mixer!  He has wanted to buy me one for a long time and even led me to them in stores when we were shopping together.  I have always objected that I don't have the space for it, I wouldn't use it all that often, I have managed all these years without it, and so on, and so on.  So he took matters into his own hands, bought one, and brought it home. 

For my new mixer's maiden voyage, I decided to make a Pound Cake.  I searched out a recipe with instructions specifically for this type of mixer and found one at Southern Living. I posted a Pound Cake recipe last year, which uses the traditional method, if you are interested. 


Pound Cake
4 cups flour
3 cups sugar
1 pound butter, softened
3/4 cup milk
6 eggs
2 tsp. vanilla extract

Place flour, sugar, butter, milk, eggs, and vanilla, in that order, into a 4 quart bowl.  Beat at low speed with a heavy duty electric mixer 1 minute, stopping to scrape down sides.  Beat at medium speed 2 minutes.  Pour into a greased and floured 10 inch tube pan.

Bake at 325 degrees for 1 hour and 30 minutes, or until wooden pick inserted in center comes out clean.  Cool in pan on a wire rack 10 minutes.  Remove from pan and cool completely on wire rack.

The cake was very good, moist and tender on the inside, with a buttery, sugary crunch outside. 

(The tablecloth in the pictures belonged to my Grandmother.)


Friday, September 24, 2010

A Day with Baby


One thing that kept me away from blogging this week was spending a day with Baby.  The two of us had a wonderful day!  We watched Shrek, her favorite movie, in a continuous loop.  We sang and danced.  She is very enthusiastic and adventurous about food and is fun to cook for and eat with.  She is so busy and curious. 

This is what the room looked like after she had been exploring for a few hours.  See that box on the right?  Her Mama had that neatly packed with diapers and other supplies.  Baby had a different idea and I know you can see it coming. . .


What is it about children and boxes?


Preserving Summer Tomatoes

I have been busy with kitchen projects but not with my blog.  One of the things I have done is can tomatoes, which I love to do.  Canning tomatoes is time consuming and a lot of work, but the results are so very satisfying.  I love feasting my eyes on those beautiful, plump, red, juicy tomatoes, especially in the winter when it is snowing outside.  The pops and pings of the jar lids as they seal is music to my ears.  And the aroma of summer, released in winter, is so fragrant. 

I am not giving step-by-step directions because I did that last year. You can see that post here.  I also added a link to last year's tomato canning project in the side bar. 

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Split Pea Soup--Alabama Style

I have been busy canning for a few days, with more days to come. In preparation for turning my kitchen into a cannery, I made a few dishes which could easily be reheated. When I saw Split Pea Soup posted on my friend, Melynda's blog, Mom's Sunday Cafe, I knew that would be one of the things I made. I love having a big batch of soup on hand and this one is great with grilled cheese sandwiches to make a very satisfying supper.

The recipe I use comes from an old and yellowed clipping from my Alabama hometown newspaper. It is the recipe of Jim Nabors who played Gomer Pyle, the dim-witted gas station attendant on The Andy Griffith Show (catch reruns on TV Land). I don't know where Jim Nabors is now, but I do know that he was born and raised in Sylacauga, Alabama.

Split Pea Soup--Alabama Style
1 lb. package green split peas
1 ham bone or ham hock
3 medium potatoes, peeled and cubed
3 carrots, diced
1 large onion, chopped
1 bay leaf
Salt
Pepper

Place peas in Dutch oven with ham bone, potatoes, carrots, onion, bay leaf, 4 quarts water, and salt and pepper to taste. Cover and cook on low heat for 2 to 3 hours, stirring occasionally.

From here, Mr. Nabors instructs removing the ham bone and bay leaf, then pureeing the soup, adjusting the seasoning, and reheating. I skip this step, as you can see from the photo, because I like my soup chunky.

Also, it is delicious to me with a drizzle of soy sauce, hot sauce, and/or extra virgin olive oil.