Thursday, January 02, 2014

Meat Pies 2014

French Meat Pie
by Sister M. Concepta Mermis

31/2 lb. pork
1 lb. beef
1 onion
2 tsp. salt
3 tsp. cinnamon
1/2 tsp. pepper
1 1/2 tsp. loves
1 tsp. celery salt
1 c. dry bread crumbs (or more)
Cook meat and 1 onion in water to cover meat, simmer about 45 minutes to 1 hour. Break up the meat with a wooden spoon as it cooks. Remove onion and discard. Set aside to cool overnight to allow fat to congeal on top. 
Skim off grease (use to make pastry). Add bread crumbs and seasonings. Taste and adjust seasonings.  Put meat mixture into pastry shell, top with crust. Slit the top of the crust to allow steam to escape. Bake on cookie sheet or foil in case the pie bubbles over. Bake about 35 minutes or until brown in 400 degree oven. Let stand thirty minutes before serving.

This year I used half a kilo of ground beef and half a kilo of ground pork.  (One kilo meat yielded about 5 cups of filling, enough for one 11-inch pan.)  I really think it should be mostly pork, however.  I think the beef overwhelms the spices.  I also halved the original spice amounts, but then added back the entire amounts and still felt that the spices were not strong enough.


Next year, more pork.  I'll aim for for 3/4 kilo pork, 1/4 kilo beef.  





I made my first pie crust from scratch this year.  I did not use the fat from the meat.  Instead I used only butter.  While the audience was delighted, I was not.  The crust was very crispy and had a heavy butter taste.  It was tasty, but it was not a pie crust.  I didn't have a pastry cutter.  So I froze the butter and used a vegetable grater instead.  Hopefully by next year the crust will have been conquered.  



Served with mashed potatoes and creamed peas (otherwise know as borsofozelek).  For dessert, homemade chocolate salami.  Recipe to follow.  



Friday, November 29, 2013

Dreams

While making crepes one afternoon

Leo:  Mama, what did you dream last night?
Mama:  I don't remember.  Do you?
Leo:  No! You never told me.


Thanksgiving 2013

We passed this year's Thanksgiving in Budapest.  This year we kinda, sorta ignored the holiday.

I did no cooking.  At all.

Instead we were invited to a small dinner party at which a chef prepared an authentic Thanksgiving holiday dinner.  How authentic?  The sweet potatoes had a bit of orange, ginger, whiskey and were topped with toasted marshmallows.  The only thing that could have made it more authentic would have been if the marshmallows would have been ever so slightly singed.

It was a grown-ups only dinner party.  No cooking.  No kids.  No Thanksgiving according to my accounting.

The pumpkin pie, however, was a delight.  (But there is no comparison to my my brother's!)


Thursday, November 07, 2013

Top Ten

turkish delight

wide-brimmed straw hats in summer

jasmine pearl tea

eyewear

outdoor fruit and vegetable markets

tepertős pogácsa

freshly ground peanut butter

baking bread

being in my body

pockets

Széchenyi Fürdő

my mother's dumplings

rocking chairs

giving books I love to people I think might love them too

The Girl of the Limberlost by Gene Stratton-Porter

diners

grandma Kelley's rice casserole

home made play dough

Le Mans Hall

midwives

baking muffins

Spencer Tunick

wool socks, knee-high, with stripes

"Coin-Operated Boy" by the Dresden Dolls

bread and butter

pumpkin

split-pea soup

church bells

Gellért Fürdő

African chicken and peanut soup from the New England Soup Factory

martini with blue cheese stuffed olives

1059 Riverside

singing the ABC's as a lullaby

gesztenyepüré

yogurt

sneaking away from a sleeping baby

sneaking back into my bed where my four and five-year-olds are tangled up, deeply breathing

bodza

Book Club

Julie Andrews and Dick Van Dyke in Mary Poppins

Rome

chia seeds

sunflowers

avocados

Indigo Girls

dandelions

sleep

Warren Dunes State Park

french fries

blue

the fact that baking bread is so simple

clean pressed sheets

V-Day

walking by a lilac bush in bloom

holding hands

playgrounds

NPR

Prairie Home Companion

PBS

hard wood floors

freshly squeezed ABC juice--apple, beet, carrot

handmade afghans

coffee

Jeune Homme Nu Assis au Bord de la Mer, by Jean- Hippolyte Flandrin

marching bands

roasted chestnuts

Rachel flodnija

birdie sing in the tree, woo woo woo, wee wee wee, I love you and you love me

Henszlman Imre utca, 5

cuckoo clocks

soft-boiled eggs in egg cups

Kelet Kávézó

Monday, October 07, 2013

By the numbers

Lenard
height:  41 inches, 52% (104 cm)
weight: 37.5 pounds, 56% (17 kilos)
BMI: 15.7, 54%
shoe: 29


Izabella
height:  47 inches, 92% (120 cm)
weight:  57 pounds, 95% (25.8 kilos)
BMI:  18.2, 94%
shoe:  32

Sunday, July 28, 2013

Cold Apple Avocado Soup

two apples, peeled and sliced
one avocado, peeled and sliced
about 2 T diced onion
about 2 T olive oil, or less
a bit of salt
about 2 cups water
a squirt of fresh lemon juice

blend.


raw apple and avocado soup.  the best fruit soup. ever.


Thursday, July 25, 2013

Kitchen

canned tomatoes
tomato paste
madagascar bourbon vanilla extract
ground cinnamon
jasmine tea
assam tea
oatmeal
peanuts
cashews
walnuts
raisins
honey
coffee
baking soda
baking powder
paprika (sweet)
chili powder
cocoa
cumin
rosemary
sea salt
dill
bay leaf
cream of tartar
garam masala
basil
ground cloves
celery salt
thyme
vegetable bouillon
apple cider vinegar
sardines
seaweed
popcorn
bodza syrup
maple syrup
coconut oil
olive oil
sunflower or canola oil
whole wheat flour
white spelt flour
corn meal
quinoa
chia seeds
table salt
poppy seeds
sugar
fresh ground black pepper
eggs
milk
kefir
yogurt
sour cream
butter
pickes in brine
cheddar cheese
parmesan cheese
apples
bananas
tomatoes
potatoes, white and sweet
peppers
avocado
kiwi
molasses
dried beans, all sorts
onion
carrots
garlic
frozen peas
brown rice
jar of spaghetti sauce
spaghetti noodles
macaroni noodes
ketchup
mustard
chicken, pork, salmon, lamb

Sunday, June 16, 2013

Leo's Favorites



color:  chocolate
animal:  unicorn
drink:  bodza
video:  Olivia
person:  mama
place:  Waban
toy:  crane
shoes:  purple boots
book:  he is not saying

(almost 4-years-old, still 3)

Friday, April 12, 2013

Poo-free

It has been one week, three washes.  And no poo.

Months ago I read an article posted on Facebook about using baking soda and apple cider vinegar to wash and condition hair.  Right away this appealed to me.  I like the idea of DIY.  I like the idea of thumbing my nose at the chemical beauty industry.  I have had a series of ah-ha moments about things I have been sold.  Boxed macaroni and cheese.  Peanut butter in a jar.  This is one more in that batch.  

I mixed 1 tablespoon of baking soda with enough water to make it liquid.  Then I dumped it on my scalp and gave myself a first-rate massage.  Very granular.  Bubbles are overrated.  Then rinsed.  Then I poured a apple cider vinegar mix on my scalp and ran my fingers through my hair from roots to tips--tangles melted away.  I used 1 tablespoon vinegar and three tablespoons water.  Done.

Number of compliments on my hair from people who did not know about my my lack of poo:  2.

Someone do the math:  number of shampoo and conditioner bottles made and put into landfills.  Not to mention the chemicals produced and rubbed into your scalp.  Not to mention the cost to transport all the raw materials to the poo factories and then transport them to the store and then transport them to the landfill.  

I love DIY.  That doesn't mean I embrace the lifestyle.  I admit that I have colored my hair for around 15 years now.  The baking soda seemed to strip the color from my grey roots.  The vinegar rinse, on the other hand, seemed to brighten my colored hair.  So.  This experience has convinced me that it is time to ditch the dye and embrace the natural color of my hair, whatever that may be.  



Saturday, February 23, 2013

Curtain