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Summer isms..

Summer is..

A bike ride on a 80 degree day after work.  And being able to wear shorts (vs. long warm waterproof pants and a heavy windbreaker).

Cold beer.

Listening to these guys.

Lemonade!

Turning on the fan instead of the space heater at night.

Seeing daylight before and after I come home from work.

Feeling my heels touch the ground in a downward dog.


Nope.  That was just my imagination.

Summer is...

Feeling free and careless and happy for just a moment, no matter what situation you may be facing in your life.

Giving your neighbor, your barista, your fellow driver a break...

You know what I mean.

Summer is...

leaving your car windows down.

playing bocce.

Sitting out on the deck until the sun goes down.

What time is it?

Dinnertime.

Orzo salad.

It's easy!  Just like summer...

Orzo, asparagus, chicken, parmesan cheese, and some seasonings.  Light but filling on a hot summer day.

The hardest part is cutting the asparagus.

Orzo Salad with Asparagus 
(Serves 4-6)


Scott and I have different ratios when it comes to this salad.  He likes it orzo heavy.  I tend to go a little crazy with the asparagus.  I made this round my way, unintentionally, but we unfortunately didn't have any more orzo to even things out a bit better.  Have extras on hand in case you need to adjust ratios for your own liking.


1 box orzo (we use Barilla)
2 bunches asparagus (around 50 spears) chopped into bite-sized pieces
1 cup cooked chicken, cut into bite-sized pieces
1/4 cup grated Parmesan
1/2 cup good olive oil
6 tablespoons lemon juice
Salt, pepper, and garlic powder to taste


Heat a medium pot of salted water to a boil.  Add orzo, and cook three minutes less than the package directions.  (For Barilla orzo, time for 6 minutes).  After timer goes off, add asparagus and cook until orzo is al dente, or cooked to your liking.  


Drain, and add cold water to stop the cooking.


Meanwhile, add chicken to large bowl.  Add Parmesan, oil, lemon and seasonings, and mix well.  


Add orzo and asparagus to bowl.  Mix well, and add more seasonings to taste.


Serve cold, or slightly heated, with a sprinkle of Parmesan.        

Liebster Award

I got one of these last week, courtesy of one of my favorite people in the world.  Thanks Mom!  The idea around it is to award some not-so-well-known bloggers a chance to get some visibility they otherwise wouldn't have received.  I fit this category.  Not only am I new to the scene, but I'm also not connected to social media.  I don't have a Twitter account.  I jumped a ton of hoops to get out of Facebook.  I don't have Linkedin or MySpace or pay much attention to Google Plus.  It's not that I condone these sites, I just A.) Don't have time, and B.) will waste a lot of time if I am connected.  My internet time has shrunk dramatically since I graduated from college, and for that, I'm grateful, because there are quite a few addictions I have (tonight is the end of one we have been obsessing over for the past few months) and combined with work stuff and life stuff, I have plenty to do.

But I have been putting off this post, because when you receive this award (which I'm so happy to get!), you need to award five blogs of your own that are in the same position (less than 200 readers or new to the blogosphere).  The thing is, I don't read all that many blogs, and the blogs I do read have quite a few readers.  They are wonderful blogs, and they give me a lot of inspiration not only in my writing, but in my daily life.  So since this is my blog, and I get to do whatever I want, I'm going to share these blogs with you.  These are the superstars of the cooking community, the amazing writers with some amazing lives.  Hope you enjoy them as much as I do.

Smitten Kitchen: A woman who lives in Manhattan with her husband and son, and is finishing a cookbook (which I will for sure pre-order a copy as soon as it is available to do so).  She makes all kinds of decadent desserts and isn't afraid of butter.  Her recipes are tried and tested and I feel confident when I make something from her site, because I know she has tried it, and tried 47 different variations.  I used one of her recipes to create the richest, heaviest cake I've ever had for a friend's birthday last year (peanut butter chocolate).  We still talk about it.  I've been reading her site for years.  It's a keeper.

101 Cookbooks: A rustic (but beautiful!) blog, filled with photos, vegetarian recipes, and incredible adventures, many of which are in my town.  I find that I usually adapt a lot of her recipes to fit my budget, or to add meat.  She does make it easy to use your own variations.

Orangette: I haven't been a long time subscriber, but I have read her book and loved it.  I like how she can incorporate deep memories with a really simple food that brings her back.  Photos are fun.  Many years of writing to read.

Eating From the Ground Up: I'm also a fairly new reader, but I like her stuff.  I feel somewhat connected to her since she lives in Western Massachusetts, near this crazy place where I spent a month teacher training.  I always felt that this area was really pure, really clean, and really open.  And it makes sense, since what this writer does is make lots of things from scratch that you'd normally buy from the grocery store, but the thing is, the scratch part isn't as hard as I would expect.  Posts are very regular.

Joy the Baker:  I've only read two posts of hers, but was immediately drawn in.  I had heard of this woman before, but never really checked out any of her stuff until I found this post on the front page of my Zite app a few weeks ago, and was pretty amazed.  Really good writing.  I feel like nothing is jarred as I'm reading, and we're just having a conversation.  About stuff.  And then the food comes in.  Root Beer Float Cake.  Rocky Road Brownies.  A Peanut Butter Bacon cookie?  I'm down.

 

 

New Stuff

It has been a while.

Since I last wrote, I've been cooking a bunch, and trying some new things, but nothing worth writing about. We have been doing some fun things though.

Last weekend we had a bourbon tasting party.

Out of 10 different bourbons and whiskeys, the overall winner was Eagle Rare.  We tried a Rye whiskey and a bourbon from Willett, both of which were excellent.

We have been obsessed with this show after watching a Portlandia episode, and I often find myself feeling like these two.

Fortunately, we've been able to get away from the depths of space and get out.  Last night we saw Andrew Bird downtown.  The venue was awesome for his music.

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Before we got to the concert, we stopped for a drink at Virginia Cafe.  Really cool place with a 95 year history.  Servers are really nice, and they have great drinks.  There's even a discount for people with a valid food handlers card!  Woo hoo service industry!  Now we know where to go the next time we find ourselves downtown.

Though I've missed a day or two of the April Yoga Challenge, I have found that doing yoga almost everyday has made a huge difference in my life, especially at work.  I'm much more calm, and it seems like I have a much clearer mind, so I'm getting things done on time and having more time to do some of those extra things on my priority lists I keep in my planner but never seem to have the time or energy to get done.  My favorite time to do yoga?  At 4:30am (I know, it's ridiculous) before I start work at 6:30.  

This is my unofficial yoga room when we don't have any guests.

I really rely on Yoga Today to get me through my yoga sessions in that room.  It's pretty great.  I feel like I'm in a class, but instead I'm home and practicing when I want, or when I can. 

More posts to come soon, including one on the Liebster Award.  Thank you for nominating me, Mom! 

Road Trip

The first time I came to San Francisco I was eight.  We came here on a conference-turned-family-vacation that led into a summer ritual.  We spent many days there, eating interesting food, walking through Golden Gate Park and past some famous shops and landmarks.  It's all a blur now, except for the last evening before our red-eye back home when I was ten.  I felt a deep sadness that I wouldn't be back for a while.

My city adventures before San Francisco always included New York, and it was mostly spent with my grandparents in a small, one-bedroom apartment in Brooklyn.  I'd always feel the excitement of the city when we'd approach it.  The lanes would increase on the interstate and the cars would multiply.  They drove faster.  They honked.  There were more roadway to consider.  Tolls.  Bridges.  Planes flew overhead to nearby Newark Airport.  The New Jersey turnpike weaved past industrial plants, spewing smoke and smog.  And the skyscrapers. Twin Towers, Empire State Building, Chrysler Building.  Every time I'd see these iconic legends, I'd be reminded of the sheer size of this place.  So many options, so fast, so well-known and well-loved.

But we'd get to the apartment and I'd feel stifled.  This was not the New York I envisioned when I'd watch those skyscrapers on our way in.  Things felt small now.  And on our trips into Manhattan or the Bronx for a game, my parents would grab my hand, make sure I was always at their hip.  I was not to go anywhere or see anything alone without their constant eyes on me.

New York never felt like home to me.  And after a day or two every time we went there, I yearned for the fresh air, the openness of our yard in Pennsylvania.

Shastina

Now that I live on the West Coast, this is my skyline halfway between home and San Francisco.  I truly believe that Portland is fit for me, and it really is home.  But if I had to live in San Francisco, I wouldn't be too bummed.

Besides the space, there's the people.  What I think I loved about San Francisco when I was a kid that I couldn't articulate was the friendliness of the people.  People here for the most part seem genuinely happy.  On this trip, as we were fumbling through maps on our phones, a man approached us and asked where we needed to go.  When I was a kid, a server at a Chinese Restaurant taught me how to use chopsticks.  New Yorkers love their city, but what I love about this city is that people reach out and help, or just say hi.  Even the baristas at this coffee shop were friendly, something I'm not used to, especially in Portland.

We had a blast.  Maybe too much fun because now Scott is sick with pneumonia.  It was time for chicken soup when we got back home.  I never seemed to figure out chicken noodle without severely overcooking the noodles, or turning chicken and rice soup into just chicken and rice.  But a few months ago, we went here and after ordering the matzo ball soup, I was immediately brought back to my grandparents' dining room table for a Passover Seder.

I experimented and tried a few different recipes, and now I have some confidence in creating a decent Matzo Ball Soup.  It will never be as good as Grandma's, but if you're sick and you want something simple, this is a good one to try.  I started with Amanda Hesser's The Essential New York Times Cookbook and used the ingredients to form the Matzo balls, then took the methods from Smitten Kitchen to cook the Matzo balls.

Matzo Ball Soup adapted from Smitten Kitchen and The Essential New York Times Cookbook
(makes 8 servings)


A word about broth: if you have really amazing homemade broth, go for it, but if you want something a little bit easier than cooking a whole chicken, and you don't want to use canned (please don't!), get a good Rotisserie chicken, cut off the huge chunks of chicken, and then put the carcass in a big pot, add some parsley, salt, pepper, garlic, bay leaf, and any other herbs you have (I put in a few sprigs of rosemary growing outside) and water to just barely cover carcass and let it simmer until you can pull away the meat from the bone.  Taste, and add bouillon as needed to enhance the chicken flavor.  


3 large eggs
2 tablespoons finely chopped parsley
1 teaspoon kosher salt
1/4 teaspoon white pepper
pinch of cayenne pepper
1/4 cup clarified unsalted butter
3/4 cup matzo meal
1/8 teaspoon baking powder
1/2 cup club soda
8 cups (or more) chicken broth


Whisk eggs in medium bowl.  Whisk in herbs, salt, and pepper.  Whisk in butter, matzo meal, and baking powder.  Whisk in club soda until well combined.  Cover with plastic wrap and refrigerate for two hours.  


Bring 1 1/2 quarts of salted water to a rolling boil in a medium sized pot.  Wet hands, then form matzo mix into 1-inch diameter balls.  Drop them into simmering water one at a time.  Cover and cook for 30-40 minutes.  


Meanwhile, heat up broth.  When matzo balls are done, transfer them to soup to reheat.  Taste and adjust flavors once again, then serve and eat immediately.