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2/21/11

Mochi Waffles Drizzled with Lemon-Walnut-Rice Syrup & the Vegan Challenge Wrap-Up

Before I delve into my as-promised vegan thoughts, I would love to discuss mochi waffles. Are you familiar with mochi? Previously, I only knew it as the gelatinous dough-like foodstuff wrapped around Japanese desserts, so I was pretty impressed that it could also puff up and take the shape of a waffle.

The Kind Diet's version:

our version:
And though the mochi did impress me with its seemingly magical transformation, I can’t say it tasted exactly like the waffles of yore (pre-challenge). It was more reminiscent of a hot and chewy rice cake. And I think if it were topped with maple syrup and walnuts instead of the brown rice syrup, it would have been borderline delicious, or at least more like the real thing. Unfortunately, to me, the brown rice syrup and lemon just made it taste like health food. What didn’t taste like health food? Tempeh bacon. Without it, I think brunch would have been a total fail instead of the non-success I've labeled it as now.
And now, I bring you... vegan thoughts!

What I realized/learned through three weeks of being a vegan:

1. Going vegan is totally doable and surprisingly, not as hard as I thought. Though at first it was a bit of a shock to my system, after about the tenth day, my body and mind began to adjust. Specifically: the question of what Matt and I were going to eat for dinner didn’t feel as panic-inducing as it did throughout that first week. Being a vegan became part of the routine. And instead of elaborate, time-consuming vegan meals like the almond tofu with soba noodles, we went back to some old standards like pasta with marinara sauce (sans grated Parmesan) and southwestern corn and potato soup (with vegetable stock). And what do you know? We were happily surprised to find that these meals still worked.

2. I am a bit out of touch when it comes to the whole mind/body connection. Throughout this challenge, people asked me how I felt. “Don’t you just feel great?” or “Do you have more energy?” or just plainly, “How do you feel?” and honestly, apart from the low-level anxiety I experienced early on in the challenge, I can’t say I’ve felt much different. Matt, on the other hand, reported that after the first week, he felt he had more energy and clearer focus.

3. As further evidence to my poor mind/body connectivity, I submit the fact that it took me two whole days to pair my sudden, persistent low-level anxiety with the fact that I had completely ousted all animal products from my diet, something I have never done before. At first, I was trying to connect the feeling to anything but the change in my diet. I figured I was just stressed. I was deep into Jonathan Franzen’s Freedom and blamed the book for bringing up buried anxieties about my life, career, etc.—et cetera, always the worst of all. And then I thought it was because of something else and then something else and it wasn’t until I was listing all of these explanations to Matt when he finally interrupted me by saying: “Or maybe it’s because you just changed your diet in a very fundamental way.” that the connection was finally made. Duh. As previously mentioned, I starting taking a Vitamin B supplement and began feeling much more myself.

4. People, including me, like to make fun of people with dietary restrictions. Why? It’s different. Different is funny.

5. I read in a few different places that a plant-based diet leads to glowing skin. I got really into this idea, staring at myself in the mirror for prolonged moments and wondering if it was happening yet. After three weeks, I'm not sure I've noticed much of a difference. But here is a before and after shot taken without any touch-ups or makeup so that you can decide.

before veganism:

after:
It's hard to say. Both seem pretty glow-y.

6. Avocados were essential.

7. To be a vegan for real (i.e. longer than a 21-day challenge), I think the diet must make absolute sense to you and fit your lifestyle, which brings me to my next list.

What makes sense to me:
1. Eating foods that keep you well. This challenge has reminded me in a big way about the immediate (but oddly easy to forget) connection between what you eat and how you feel.
2. Real Food Daily’s Club Sandwich.
3. Butter (in moderation). (Please see below for further explanation)

What doesn’t make sense to me:
1. Non-dairy butter/margarine. As someone who has never experienced any form of lactose intolerance, non-dairy butter/margarine (expeller pressed natural oil, water, salt, crushed soy beans, natural flavor, soy lecithin, lactic acid, naturally extracted annatto for color) makes much less sense than butter (shaken cream).

2. A friend lent me her copy of The Kind Diet by Alicia Silverstone, which I thoroughly enjoyed reading during this challenge. Silverstone’s optimism and enthusiasm for her vegan diet are definitely contagious and the recipe portion of the book inspires, however, with that said, there were a few passages that made me take pause and scratch my head. One of those passages: Silverstone makes a case against dairy with the argument that “Our bodies are not meant to drink any milk except our own mother’s milk, and only when we are babies!” She continues, “Did you know that we are the only animals that drink another species’ milk? Pandas don’t drink gorilla milk… dogs don’t drink goat milk…” And while I can get behind other potential reasons not to ingest dairy products, I must say: this is an argument that really gets my goat(’s milk). It’s just hard for me personally to buy into the if-an-animal-doesn’t-do-it-we-shouldn’t-do-it argument. If animals had the ability to retrieve another animal’s milk and then the know-how and patience to churn it into smoked gouda and then grill it up between two pieces of bread, they would. In fact, it’s a favorite snack of my grandma’s dog! Further, and this is really pushing it, but I’m going to go there anyway: other animals do drink other animals’ milk! Can we all please collectively agree that this is what’s happening here?

All qualms aside, veganism is a personal decision, and from someone who respects other people's dietary persuasions, I'm into it. Shades of the vegan diet are for me, but not strict veganism as a whole. And so, in conclusion, I am so very glad I took on this challenge. I feel as though I’m returning to my normal diet with not only a newfound appreciation for the foods I’ve missed, but also a newfound appreciation for my good health.

But maybe I’m speaking too soon. We shall see. Tomorrow is my first day post-challenge and I have no idea what's on the menu... See you on the other side?

Mochi Waffles Drizzled with Lemon-Walnut-Rice Syrup via The Kind Diet
Serves 4 to 5
INGREDIENTS
1 cup walnuts
1 to 1 1/2 packages plain mochi (Grainaissance brand is good)
1/2 cup brown rice syrup
Juice of 1/2 lemon

PREPARATION
1. Toast the walnuts in a dry skillet over medium heat until just starting to turn golden and fragrant, about 5 minutes, stirring often.
2. Transfer to a bowl to cool, and chop coarsely. Set aside.
3. Preheat a waffle iron. Cut a package of mochi into 3 large pieces, widthwise.
4. Slice each piece into long fingerlike pieces, about 1/4-inch wide.
5. Using 6 to 8 strips for each waffle, place the mochi strips on the hot, ungreased waffle iron and close the top. Cook until puffed and slightly crispy but not too hard and dry, about 3 minutes, or until your waffle iron signals that it's done.
6. Remove the waffle and place on a plate. Do not stack the waffles because they will stick together.
7. While the waffles cook, combine the rice syrup with 3 tablespoons of water, lemon juice, and toasted walnuts in a saucepan.
8. Stir together over medium heat just until warmed. Pour over the waffles, and serve.
9. Serve and eat waffles as soon as possible — they are best hot and crispy.

12/7/09

Molly Killeen’s St. Louis Gooey Butter Cake via The New York Times

I'm technically graduating from grad school this month, which means that my student loan is entering its grace period, which means that I had to take this mandatory exit counseling session for the loan I took out before I exited. (By the way, this is my new favorite non-euphemism for graduating--exiting. Congrats, exit-or!) (I know, I know--not all exit-ors necessarily graduate.) Anywaaaay, as the last step, I had to make a budget for my life, only there was no section for gourmet-food-blog-related expenses, so I just added it to food. No biggie, right?  Well, let's not get into specifics here. Let's just say, I was over budget.

So this attempt is a dedication to balancing the budget. Thanks to all the leftover unsalted butter in the refrigerator from Thanksgiving, I had everything on hand for this recipe and you probably do too.

Molly Killeen's version:
 Andrew Scrivani for The New York Times

our version:
I am a huge fan of mildly sweet desserts, and so when I read Melissa Clark's article about this two-layer cake with a bottom layer that sounded more like bread than cake, I was totally sold. 
I hadn't baked in a while and forgot about the foresight needed when it comes to room-temperature ingredients. My solution was to put both the milk and butter on top of the hot toaster oven for a few minutes though I didn't feel great about the partially melted butter.

This bready/cakey layer needed to rise for three hours, which would have meant me putting it in the oven around 9pm. Instead, I remembered something from a previous baking attempt (battle challah?) about allowing bread to rise in the refrigerator overnight--that it actually made for a slower, more complex rise. (I might be making this up about the complex part, but I feel like it's true?)
In the morning, I was convinced that I'd ruined it. It was supposed to have doubled in size, but it didn't  look like it had risen even a quarter of its size. I braced myself for failure, put the bottom layer on top of my warm stove (in hope that it might rise) and continued onward with making the top layer--the layer that puts the gooey in this recipe's name.
I took my time, cleaning up as I went along, and guess what? By the time I pulled the cover off the bottom layer, it looked a little puffed up--probably not doubled, but certainly puffed.
Slightly less braced for failure, I poured what was destined to be the gooey layer over the bready layer and put it in the oven.
Uhm. Allow me to explain in terms of The Twilight Saga. Eating this cake is a lot like being a teenager who falls irrevocably in love with an extremely good-looking vampire. You know it's not good for you, but you just can't help yourself. (So I got into The Twilight Saga. So what? Matt started it.)


RECIPE via NY Times:
3 tablespoons milk at room temperature
1 3/4 teaspoons active dry yeast
6 tablespoons unsalted butter at room temperature
3 tablespoons sugar
1 teaspoon kosher salt
1 large egg
1 3/4 cups all-purpose flour

For the topping:
3 tablespoons plus 1 teaspoon light corn syrup
2 1/2 teaspoons vanilla extract
12 tablespoons (1 1/2 sticks) unsalted butter, at room temperature
1 1/2 cups sugar
1/2 teaspoon kosher salt
1 large egg
1 cup plus 3 tablespoons all-purpose flour
Confectioners’ sugar, for sprinkling.


1. In a small bowl, mix milk with 2 tablespoons warm water. Add yeast and whisk gently until it dissolves. Mixture should foam slightly.

2. Using an electric mixer with paddle attachment, cream butter, sugar and salt. Scrape down sides of bowl and beat in the egg. Alternately add flour and the milk mixture, scraping down sides of bowl between each addition. Beat dough on medium speed until it forms a smooth mass and pulls away from sides of bowl, 7 to 10 minutes.

3. Press dough into an ungreased 9-by 13-inch baking dish at least 2 inches deep. Cover dish with plastic wrap or clean tea towel, put in a warm place, and allow to rise until doubled, 2 1/2 to 3 hours.

4. Heat oven to 350 degrees. To prepare topping, in a small bowl, mix corn syrup with 2 tablespoons water and the vanilla. Using an electric mixer with paddle attachment, cream butter, sugar and salt until light and fluffy, 5 to 7 minutes. Scrape down sides of bowl and beat in the egg. Alternately add flour and corn syrup mixture, scraping down sides of bowl between each addition.

5. Spoon topping in large dollops over risen cake and use a spatula to gently spread it in an even layer. Bake for 40 to 45 minutes; cake will rise and fall in waves and have a golden brown top, but will still be liquid in center when done. Allow to cool in pan before sprinkling with confectioners’ sugar for serving.

8/8/09

Gourmet's Cantaloupe Grappa Semifreddo & Our Old Man Wrinklebottomfreddo

Anyone see Julie & Julia this weekend? Anyone read this article about the insane food styling on the set? Allow me to quote one sentence: "Making the food look bad is harder than making it look good, food stylists said." So, let me get this straight: I am a super genius??

OK, so, this could perhaps be our gravest aesthetic failure to date, bordering on cosmetically inappropriate for certain readers (hi, Brock). But, hey, you guys be the judge.

Gourmet's cantaloupe grappa semifreddo:
our old man wrinklebottomfreddo:

Looks like old man wrinklebottomfreddo sat out in the sun too long. Fortunately, I think I know what went wrong, but as always, let's rewind and start at the beginning.

The recipe called for grenadine for coloring. We both didn't have and didn't want to buy grenadine, so opted to substitute freshly-squeezed cherry juice. Speaking of substituting things, we also subbed brandy for the grappa. Namesake or not, bon appetempt is on a budget this month, and the brandy was on hand. Also, in the genre of substitution, remember the movie The Substitute (tagline: He has a lesson to teach. And nobody's going to have a problem with it.)?


Remember the leaky blender? We used it again, but this time with a patent-pending juice catcher at the bottom. note: The juice catcher is a cutting board.

Clearly though, I was still afraid of it.

Stir in five egg yolks.

At this point, the beating begins and doesn't really stop for the next half hour. If you don't have or can't borrow (as I did here) an electric handheld mixer, I really wouldn't even think about attempting this recipe (unless, of course, you simply love the look and feel of well-aged desserts). We had to hold this thing over the stovetop for 8 minutes.

And then again over an ice bath for another 6 minutes.

Now, here is where old-man wrinklebottom came out to play. 1. Matt was in charge of lining the loaf pan with plastic wrap, and though I didn't know it at the time, he wasn't up to the task--I've never seen more wrinkled plastic wrap involved in lining such a small pan.
2. We had to mix this mixture with whipped cream, and our first batch of heavy cream didn't turn into whipped cream. I know, whipping cream is a simple exercise we've done a million times, but due to a long, frustrating story involving wayward cantaloupe juice, the first batch was a major failure.

The second time it worked, only the cantaloupe mixture had been hanging out during the whole first failed whip and clean-up of said whip and then, of course, during the re-whip. In short, I think it sat too long. Nevertheless, we folded the whipped cream into the cantaloupe mixture and poured it into the wrinkly plastic-wrap-lined loaf pan.
We let it hang out in the freezer overnight, which I don't think helped our cause. When we pulled it out, the two mixtures had clearly segregated while freezing, and the extra time in the freezer seemed to only sharpen the plastic-wrap imprint into the top mixture.
Despite the failed aesthetics, it did taste good--sort of like a subtle Creamsicle--and I guess it was at least a good learning experience. (Yeah, cuz I learned to never attempt this semifreddo bitch again. Oh, burn! High five!)

Uhm, seriously though, how was Julie & Julia? (I was on vacation so missed out, but want to see it ASAP.)

6/28/09

Physical Challenge: A BBQ Triple Header

So this weekend was pretty standard. Ran some errands. Hung out with friends. Got some writing done, oh... and... pulled a TRIPLE bon appetempter.

The inspiration for this physical challenge wasn't Marc Summers, but rather the fact that Matt and I are house-sitting the house that has the KitchenAid that gave me the courage to try the cake that started this whole blog, and well, another tool they have that I don't is a GRILL and a back yard, which isn't a tool, but it does have a sandbox and a swing set, which could be tools in a MacGruber sketch. Soooo, we decided to do an impromptu barbecue with friends.

First, there was Gourmet's homemade ginger ale.


Gourmet's version:

our version:
sponsored by PYREX.

Everyone should make this. It's amazing, refreshing and the only annoying part is peeling all the ginger. Corinne, my collaborator on the fauxstess cupcakes, helped with this even though Matt kept downshifting her knife skills. Matt got his though when some ginger squirted into his eye, sidelining him while we boiled the ginger syrup.

Next up was the Corn-and-Tomato Scramble:

Gourmet's version:

my version:
Note: Because the BBQ was last minute, we were running around and the picture matching suffered slightly. (I'm just as disappointed as you are, but have a special something at the end of the post to make up for it.)

House-sitting also involves dog-sitting. Meet Gatsby. She helped shuck the corn.

Jodi brought this delicious salad. I think the conversation went something like this:

Jodi: It's a fennel and arugula salad--from this month's Bon Appetit.
me: Oh, is it an attempt?
Jodi: Do you want it to be?
me: Yes.

bon appetit's version:

jodi's version:
The main event was Gourmet's Sticky Balsamic Ribs.

Gourmet's version:

my versions:
OR

These ribs called for a conglomeration of things I've never done before, which included buying ribs. We started with a 24-hour marinade/rub.
Have you ever taken a cleaver to a piece of meat like this? I had to just to fit the pieces in the roasting pan and man, did it feel weird. Also, thanks to Sara for aforementioned roasting pan and cleaver--two things that also made this attempt possible.

So, after roasting for 2 hours, making a glaze out of the juices, brushing that glaze all over the ribs and grilling for 6 minutes, they were finally DONE, and I believe, a complete success...

I leave you with one last comparison. If any of you subscribe to Gourmet, you may remember the below mysterious gentleman from your issue:

Our version:I tried to get him to wear a similar hat and tried to make him give me a more mysterious look, but this being the opposite of Matt's kind of thing (while I was asking for mystery, he was asking, "How much longer do I have to dangle this rib bone?"), I think I was pretty lucky to snap this one. And the outtakes are priceless.

6/1/09

Gourmet's Cardamom Milk Pudding: Not a Fan

Reenactment:
Matt and I take a bite of our version. We think about it. We take another bite. We look at each other and frown.
"The picture made it look so good," I say.
"Really? I thought the picture just looked like milk in a glass."

I think I was also wooed by the cardamom. I have great memories of a cardamom ice cream I had in Baltimore. Here it is slightly crushed via the proven hammer method.

We then tossed that into the milk mixture and let it come to just a boil.

Oh and the arrowroot sounded cool when I first read the recipe, but it turned out to be just a thickening agent. Here it is getting added to the sugar...

which we added to the milk mixture and brought to a simmer. The next steps were to sift out the cardamom bits and then, let it chill.

It looked good to me.

Pistachios, too, had to be a reason for attempting this one.
But ultimately, it was the texture we couldn't get over. This is super gross, so beware, but to be true to the reenactment, this is exactly what Matt had to say about its texture: "Phlegmy, isn't it?"