October 12, 2011 § 2 Comments
i am such a pushover.
i’ve been putting off making these for the longest time, but the boy begged and begged me to make them and who am i to deny the guy what he wants? in the kitchen, that is.
please don’t think about that too much.
anyway, these are pretty much deadly. if you make them around new year’s, they’re what i would call “resolution killers.” the first step in the recipe is to mix crushed chocolate chip cookies with butter, if that’s any indication, and it doesn’t really get any more acceptable from there (see filling instructions: mix peanut butter with sugar). but the result… ohh, it’s divine. but seriously – i tasted the crust as i was patting it into the pan and i’m pretty sure i heard my new free people skinny jeans running for their life.
they’re best kept in the freezer because this way, they can’t stare you down. i hate it when baked things do that.
and since i know you’re wondering, i’ll just come clean. yes, they have approximately 3,257 calories each (give or take), though i’ve heard that if you share one, the damage is practically zero. so go ahead, make them!
but hey, don’t let me talk you into it.
October 6, 2011 § 3 Comments
i love madeleines – those delicate seashell-shaped, almond-kissed sponge cookies that are irresistible whether they’re homemade or sitting pretty next to the bananas at starbucks… you know the kind. the name itself is just so dainty and chic too – something i’d love to give to a small, prissy little canine, or perhaps a great dane because that would be silly and unexpected.
i baked up a batch using this recipe* and burned approximately two thirds of them, and felt the seven non-blackened ones deserved special treatment. i present you with…
i used one of those teeny gelato spoons to spread a very thin layer of honey on the cooled cookies, and then pressed the tips into a shallow bowl of sprinkles.
and… there you have it! pretty little cookies that will dot your tongue with artificial rainbows of sugary goodness. enjoy with a cold glass of milk and a bendy straw.
*modifications: i omitted the lemon zest and substituted almond extract for the vanilla.
September 27, 2011 § Leave a comment
..keeps the doctor away, unless it’s chopped and baked into an apple and cinnamon-studded muffin. bad lisanne. very good recipe.
these apple cinnamon crumble muffins may not be health food, but they’re great for the unexpectedly sunny fall mornings we’ve been having around here. plus, i used whole wheat flour and almond milk, so how bad can they be? assuming there are any left, i’ll be sending them home with tomorrow night’s dinner guests… a preventative measure, if you will. i simply cannot be trusted around anything with a cinnamon sugar crumb topping.
meet bruce. according to his papers he’s a jumbo dog from china, but i’m willing to bet one of his parents was a bernese.
the boyfriend and i were at target returning a few things, and this floofy fellow caught my eye. basically living in an apartment that doesn’t allow dogs is slowly turning me into a sad and grouchy person, so i couldn’t help myself. we made a deal. boyfriend said if the dog was still there when we were done, i could have him, so naturally i knelt down, told him to “stay,” and what do you know? he was there when we came back.
in addition to “stay,” he also knows “quiet” and doesn’t shed at all! but the shoes… oh, those are going to be a problem.
better make that sad, grouchy and a little bit crazy.
anyway… muffins! go make them. they’ve been known to undo all the crazy.
September 18, 2011 § Leave a comment
i’m not really a sandwich person. i like them, but i’ll rarely order one when i’m out (unless it’s from here or, don’t laugh, here) because i’m so overwhelmed by the 8,963 options and add-ons that i all too often end up with a turkey sandwich, no mayo, sprouts, maybe avocado if i’m feeling adventurous. oh, and pickles too. aren’t i just a party and a half?
today, as i was dragging a 10-pound watermelon home from the market down the street (seriously the best arm workout, and only $1.72!), i was hit with a craving for a simple yet awesome sandwich. simple meaning five ingredients tops, awesome meaning… awesome. the star ingredient? a jar of fig jam i picked up the day before. i have big plans for this jam… i just don’t know what they are yet.
the cast of characters:
fig jam, laughing cow cheese, crusty wheat roll from here, sea salt, baby arugula. and my cutting board, which has seen better days.
the finished product. well, almost finished. clearly i was hungry. dragging watermelon babies up hills and strategically arranging arugula leaves will do that to you. the olive guy on my plate understands.
what’s your favorite sandwich? i’d love to hear! 🙂
September 15, 2011 § 2 Comments
i spent an entire muni ride downtown thinking about poptarts. it began something like this:
strange dude sitting next to me: (mumbling) you want a poptart?
me: excuse me?
strange dude: (takes out a telltale foil package) you want a poptart?
me: uh, no thanks. are they frosted?
strange dude: uh huh.
my parents taught me very early on not to take candy from strangers. i’m fairly certain this rule also applies to asking strangers whether their toaster pastries are frosted or not, but the thought of someone eating a frosting-less poptart kind of makes me sad and i couldn’t help but inquire.
now if strange dude had produced one of these:
well, we’d have a different situation on our hands. to be honest i baked these a looong time ago so if you were to knock on my door and request one, you might be disappointed. the recipe is from the lovely smitten kitchen – she has a nutella version too, which is definitely on my baking bucket list! you have one of those, right?
i know what you’re thinking. where is the frosting? what’s with the naked poptarts? what were you thinking?
i know, i know, i know. to be fair, i baked these buttery treats for a breakfast function. at a hospital. if i frosted them with anything, i’d have to sprinkle them with cholesterol medicine afterwords, ’cause you can’t have frosting without sprinkles.
i know at least one person out there agrees with me.
August 30, 2011 § 1 Comment
perhaps a better title for this post would be “where i obsessively take pictures of food and try not to get sauce on my lens.”
“try” being the operative word here. so far, so good.
here are a couple of my first snaps. i’m still trying to learn all of the settings but it’s mostly been trial and error so far. hope you like!
salt cod fritter at bar bocce in sausalito
marble potato, smoked bacon and fontina pizza, also at bar bocce
asparagus gruyere tart, burnt end not pictured. recipe here.
fresh black mission figs, destined for a salad with prosciutto and chopped pistachios. most of them made it 🙂
now i just need to find a stylish camera bag. please tell me one exists!