Tradition…. Tradition. Passover at Our House

Every year we  debate whether to serve meat or chicken as the main course at Passover.  The meal, by tradition and definition is pretty massive already, with several ritualistic and traditional courses as part of the evening.

Passover is the re-telling of the Jew’s exit from Egypt after being enslaved by Pharaoh.  We hold two Seders (the word means ‘order’, as the evening’s proceedings follow a certain order), and we read from the Hagaddah,which means ‘to tell’, since we tell the story of our ancestor’s delivery from slavery in the land of Egypt.

In a nutshell, Moses, acting on behalf of the Big Kahuna himself, is sent to  convince his people to follow him right out of slavery, and hopefully to the Promised Land.  Ever polite, Moses asks the Pharaoh several times to ‘Let my people go.’  Helping out in the background is G-d, who sends any manner of what should be convincing messages (the plagues)  to Pharaoh to try to convince him to release the Jewish people from slavery.  Pharaoh is a stubborn monarch, and holds his ground until the last plague-the smiting of the first born. After that, he tells Moses to take his people and get the heck out.  And to do it fast, before he changes his mind.

Enter the Passover Seder, an in-the-home service and meal where we re-tell the story of the Exodus and eat ourselves silly.  Stretchy pants are de-riguer.

We are not very religious.  Or Seders take about 30 minutes (in other homes they can be up to two hours), and they are a bit chaotic, involving a lot of screaming, matzo throwing, and my older brother screaming out ‘Where’s Elijah’ in a Deep South accent.  But, we love our version of Passover. To me and my siblings, tossed around in our childhoods by divorce, tradition means everything. That means that we serve the EXACT same meal, year-over-year.  We use the same recipes, even though my mother tries to suggest, delicately, that we try something new.  But, in this we children hold firm.

So, back to the beginning and the moot debate about meat or chicken. I say moot because even though we discuss it, the menu does not change.   We serve both, and the meat’s always brisket, and the chicken is always Lemon Chicken.

I have to say, I’m like a Passover dictator.  I make almost all the food myself (Matzo ball soup, meat, vegetables, sides, even the desserts).  I carefully parcel out contributions to my family-I let someone bring the Gefilte fish, and my brother makes the chicken.  My sister rocks the Charoset, and I’ll let just about anyone boil and peel the eggs to be served in salt water.

But, other than that, its all me. It’s truly a challenge to make amazing food when you follow the restrictions imposed by the Passover ban on anything leavened or that expands (you can’t even eat mustard). But, I do believe that I’m the master. Especially, when it comes to Brisket.  Everyone says theirs is the best, but mine truly is.  And, I don’t even have to brag about my frozen lemon meringue cake.  The fact that it always gets finished, even after a 5000 calorie meal speaks for itself.  Here’s a post with the recipes for both.

If you can wrangle an invite to a Seder, you should do it.  According to tradition, we’re supposed to have someone there who has no better place to be, so it shouldn’t be too hard to find yourself a seat at a Passover table.

Oh, did I mention that we are REQUIRED to drink four glasses of wine during the Seder?

Happy Passover!

For more Passover posts:

The Worthington Post

Momfluential 

Kosher Shopaholic

Out of the OrthoBox 

Ima on and Off the Bimah

The Birthday Meat Feast Part 2: Chicky’s Fingers

This isn't a restaurant

Generally, my philosophy.  But, I have 20 nieces and nephews, 2/3 of them under the age of 12.  Several of them were descending upon us to help ring in the age of the driver.  And, to them, Chili made 2 ways is not the dinner of champions.  I needed another choice of vittles to feed them at The Studly 16th.

I thought about what the Birthday Boy used to eat for the two years he was stuck on just fruits and vegetables until he ingested a plastic bag and we found out he had PICA.  The only protein we could get into him, besides Grilled Cheese Sandwiches, was Chicken nuggets/fingers.  (The story of the Dinosaur burgers and how we got him to eat ground meat is for another post). So, based on past success with tiny people, I settled on  Chicky’s Fingers

Not to be conceited, but these poultry digits are really good.  The childrens were beating on each other for them (well, not really, but that’s what it sounded like. I could swear, as my kids get older, my tolerance for small humans gets lesser.)

What You need:

Chicken breasts, boneless, cut into 2-3″ strips.  However many you need.  Or even way more.

In a big bowl, toss the chicken strips with salt and pepper and flour to lightly dust.

Scramble up 3 eggs (per 5 chicken breasts) in a bowl and add about 1/4 cup milk. Stir.

Shake excess flour of chicken, dip in egg, and then dip in fancy shmancy breadcrumbs. These ones are the best because they have dehydrated potato flakes in them, as well as I’m not sure what else but they’re fabulous.

The absolute best breadcrumbs

I get them from a kosher grocery store near me, but you can use a combination of italian breadcrumbs mixed with Panko crumbs.

Heat up about 1″ of vegetable oil in a large skillet and par-fry the chicken fingers until golden on each side.

The assembly line

Lay in a single layer on a parchment covered cookie sheet.  Bake for 15 -20 minutes at 375 degrees.

Chicky's Fingers

The best part?  They freeze great! (If you’re lucky and there’s a few left….)

Dessert was Dairy Queen Ice Cream cake, Red Velvet cupcakes from Costco, and…

Cheater Brownies

Purchase a box of Ghirardelli Brownie mix from Costco

Taste like home made (or probably better)

Follow the directions.  Add sprinkles on top before baking to make it look like they’re home made.  (if you want to be very fancy, mix a whole bunch of sprinkles together. Well, that’s the party line, but really, I had all kinds of sprinkles in little tiny bags and my husband mixed them up in a container.  He’s smart, I think.)

Once, my sister mixed mashed bananas into these and they were even better than delicious.  I think the word for that is scrumptious.

Bake, cut, serve.

Let's just pretend I made these

Next stop, We’ve got an 18th birthday coming up.  And, she likes pasta.  Oh, the possibilities….

The Birthday Meat Feast Part 1: The Chili Bar

It was my son’s 16th birthday this week. And, as usual, I had to go all out (of control).  I can’t help myself. I love birthdays, or rather any celebration.  Even though my instructions were ‘Don’t DO anything, MOM! or I’m going to be mad at you.’  I just couldn’t not. I mean, it wouldn’t be right.

I sent out this Evite (to just family. I know when NOT to push the limits). When I say family, I should clarify that

Studly Sixteen

I mean, girls have Sweet Sixteens.  So, what are boys’ Sixteens?  Studly, right?

There were balloons and matching tablecloths, and candy (but not matching) and unique serving containers like buckets procured (I was tempted to go with a Justin Bieber theme, but once again I showed restraint and went with the Blackhawks colours of red and black.)   And, then there was the food.

My son doesn’t particularly like Jewish brunch vittles which include an ubiquitous combination of tuna/egg/lox/cream cheese/assorted salads/bagels/cakes/fruit platters/ & one or two hot dishes containing additional carbs.   So, I went with an early Sunday evening meat -riddled buffet.  I’ve learned my lesson though, from past experiences spent hovering over hot pans and stoves and barbecues while my guests enjoy stuffing their faces and not helping my hospitality. So, I cooked everything in advance, and what I didn’t feel like cooking, I bought.

Nobody left hungry. Although, we did run out of french fries and Chicky’s Fingers.  And, I cooked a pot of chill with TEN POUNDS of meat in it. So, yep, there’s a lot left over. Nobody’s perfect.

GIANT POT OF CHILI

the empty cans

These are the cans required to make this giant pot of chill.

Giant pot of beef chili

Most likely you won’t make a pot of chill that big ever, so here’s a recipe that serves about 8.

3 lbs of ground beef (I use extra lean) browned.  (if using a slow cooker, dump the meat in the cooking tub, throw everything else in, turn it on, high, and come back 8 hrs later).

1 medium cooking onion, diced, 3 minced cloves of garlic, and 1 medium green pepper diced, all tossed into the meat. Cook until vegetables are soft (about five minutes), stirring frequently.

Add one can of chili seasoned tomatoes (Aylmer), and two large cans of diced tomatoes.  Rinse one can of red kidney beans or mixed beans in a sieve (or else you’ll create a dutch oven in your bed later).  Add the drained RINSED beans.

Seasonings:  about 1 tsp salt, ground black pepper to taste, at least 2 tbsp of chili powder, 2 tsps of cumin, and 2 tsps of dried oregano.  If you like it hot, add some hot pepper or hot sauce.  We let everyone spice up their own.

Bring to the boil and cook, covered, about 1.5 hrs, stirring once and a while.  Its even better made the day before.  You can add corn niblets in the last 30 minutes of cooking.

For the chili bar:  french fries, tortilla chips, shredded cheese, sour cream, chopped green onions

Its ain't fancy chili but its good

That's what we're talking about! Chili Fries

White Chicken Chili

Recipe adapted from http://www.JungleJims.com

6 Skinned and boned Chicken breast halves, cut into bite size pieces

2 Cups Sweet onions, chopped

1 cup diced celery

2-3  garlic cloves, minced
1 tbsp olive oil

21⁄2 Cups low sodium chicken broth

2 19 oz cans of white kidney beans

1 19 oz can of other white beans

2 cans chopped green chilis

1 Tsp.each kosher salt and dried oregano

1 1⁄2 Tsp. cumin

1 Tsp. chili powder

1⁄2 Tsp. cayenne pepper

1⁄2 Tsp. freshly ground black pepper

Rinse beans in a sieve in cold water. Divide in half, and puree one half with 1/4 cup of chicken stock (here’s where I love the magic bullet)

In a large pot over medium-high heat, sauté (in oil) chicken pieces, celery, and onion for 8-10 minutes or until chicken is thoroughly cooked and juices run clear. Stir in garlic, cooking just for a minute or two. Stir in broth and the remainder of the ingredients. . Bring to a boil, cover, reduce heat, and simmer 20 minutes, stirring occasionally.

If you think the chili is too thin, mix 1/2 cup of the liquid from the pot with 1/4 cup of flour, whisk into the chili and cook until thickened.  Again, this recipe is definitely better the day before.

Serve topped with a dollop of sour cream, and / or chopped cilantro, or green onions.

Makes about 8 servings.

White Chicken Chili. A new favourite

I made STEALTH Banana Muffins & they ate them

Stealth Banana Muffins

Normally I make all kinds of excuses when I take a bit of a blog holiday, particularly when in the throes of Day 6 of a personal challenge (that I obviously failed). This time, instead of telling y’all about the 4 solid days that I spent taking care of my daughter after her elective surgery; or the weird fatigue phase I went through at the same time which I combatted by sleeping for approximately 12 hours a night; or the books that I read, which included The Hunger Games Trilogy, Far to Go, The Sisters Brothers (which I thought was The Family Fang and couldn’t understand why it wasn’t funny), and lastly, the first of Paullina Simons’ Trilogy about Russia, The Bronze Horseman; or the zillion times I loaded and unloaded the dishwasher;  or my completely pathetic addiction to Bejeweled on my iPad.

Bejewelled. This game will ruin your blogging career.

No, instead of being such a whiney blogger, I will bribe you for your forgiveness with a kick -ass recipe for muffins that are so STEALTH in their mostly healthiness, that I hesitate to even POST the recipe in case my kids know what they were eagerly stuffing in their faces.  Now, these muffins could be EVEN healthier if one had Stevia or the mathematical ability to substitute Agave syrup for white sugar (neither of which fit my profile )

The inspiration for this baking when obviously I’ve been otherwise occupied with reading and playing iPad games?  A big pile of ripe bananas and no food in the house.  (Note: while I wanted to use up my bananas, I did draw the line at this beauty that was hanging out in my fruit bowl)

That's one mouldy banana

Mara’s Banana Muffins that are not like cake for breakfast (inspired by a recipe I found online when googling ‘healthy banana muffins’)

In a bowl, mash up 3-4 very ripe bananas, but probably not mouldy ones, because that would NOT be healthy.

Add in 2 eggs and mix well with a fork.  Mix in 1 tsp pure vanilla extract.

In another bowl or glass measuring cup, mix 1 cup of all purpose whole wheat flour (or Robin Hood Nutri-Flour), 1 cup of rolled oats or oatmeal flakes (I used Bob’s Red Mill), 1 tsp of baking powder, 1 tsp of salt, and 3/4 cup of sugar (I actually used just slightly less, but this is the not healthy part of the mostly healthy).  You can add 1/2 cup of chopped walnuts or semi-sweet chocolate chips  to make the muffins even yummier.  (Do not add carob chips, as my mother did in the 70s. They are not delicious. Trust me.)

Fill 12 muffin cups to the top with the mixture.  Bake until golden and the centre bounces back (I have no idea how long as I got distracted on twitter emptying the dishwasher.)

Stealth Banana Muffins

ENJOY!! and come back soon, y’all!

Refresh: All Cookie, No Ohmmmm (OH, and LATKES)

Don’t get too excited.  Days 4 & 5 of Refresh were not that life changing.  When you watch the video, please fight the urge to pity me for what happened on Day 4.

Also, In case you were wondering, here’s a better picture of the cookies.

Double Chocolate Candy Cane cookies

This is what my kitchen looked like while I was making the cookies

messy melted chocolate

When you drizzle chocolate & crushed candy cane on wire racks, that's what happens

And the recipe can be found HERE.

BONUS:  IN CASE YOU WANT TO MAKE LATKES SINCE CHANUKAH STARTS TOMORROW, here’s the recipe for LATKES

(I didn’t make any yet, so I borrowed this picture from Canadian Foodie Girl.  Here website is amazing, so, please go take a look)

This recipe is very adaptable depending on the size of your crowd.

For each of 4 medium sized yukon gold potatoes, use one med cooking onion and one egg.

Using a box grater, grate the onion into a bowl ( you will probably cry).  On the larger holes of  the box grater, grate the potatoes.  (Watch your knuckles, and don’t bother peeling the potatoes, just wash them well.)

Add in a couple of tbsps of matzo meal or flour, one large egg, and salt & pepper to taste.  Mix well with a fork.

Heat about one inch of oil in a large frying pan or electric frying pan.  When oil is hot, using the fork, drop blobs of the potato mixture into the pan.  Flat them down a bit with the fork, so they will fry up lacy and crisp.  Using the fork ensures you don’t get any of the liquid from the mixture, which would interfere with the crispy laciness.  You made need to add more oil (hey, this holiday is all about the frying, you’ll go on a diet tomorrow!)

When the one side is golden brown, flip the pancake, and continue to fry, probably another 2 minutes.  Have a cookie sheet lined with paper towel ready to drain the latkes of their excess oil, then transfer to another dish.

Ideally, they should be served immediately after frying, but if you need to, you can keep them warm in the oven.

Top with cinnamon sugar, sour cream, or apple sauce.

Variations:  grated sweet potato or grated zucchini

Day 3 of Refresh: Focus on Your Food

Today’s Refresh challenge was to THINK about FOOD. Finally!  Something I’m good at. (Because Day 2’s whole cleaning thing was not my forte.)   Just like any other previously chubby teenager with body dysmorphia and North American food issues, I think about food all the time. What I ate, what I want to eat, what I’m going to eat, what I’m NOT going to eat.  However, that’s not what the authors of the 21 Days to a New You had in mind. Theirs was a bit more mentally healthy.

The challenge said to: “really think about food (sic).  Take one meal and eat with awareness. Shut down your computer, switch off the TV, and savour every bite.

Today, was the perfect day for Day 3.  My husband and I decided to take a hooky day and have a weekday lunch date downtown.  This was the perfect opportunity to be mindful of my food, because we went to a restaurant for lunch that I have been dying to try, called Pizzeria Libretto.  We haven’t been to this restaurant as of yet, first because usually I’m too lazy to go downtown, but also because normally it has a two hour line up.  In fact, our waiter Tony (who was excellent by the way;  KUDOS to the owners for hiring him), told us that at the original location, he’s known people to wait THREE hours.  Well, my husband doesn’t stand in no line, so that was why we’d never tried this amazing spot.  I found out, though, that they’d opened a second location, which was larger, and takes reservations.  While we didn’t do the latter for lunch, its good to know its an option.

What’s so special about Pizzeria Libretto? Well, this isn’t a restaurant review , so you can go on their site to find out (all I’ll say, is that they are a certified Neopolitan Pizza place). However, this is a post about my savouring every bite. Which is what I did with my pizza, which was cooked in their special wood oven.

Pizza Libretto's wood ovens

As today’s task requested, I totally THOUGHT ABOUT MY FOOD, and I ate it with full awareness of how fantastic it was!  I oohed, I ahhhhed, I yummmmed.  This pie was laden with grilled eggplant, homemade tomato sauce, basil, chili, and grated ricotta salata.  HEAVEN!  And, just so you know, the crust was even above heaven, wherever that is.

Pizza Libretto Eggplant Pizza

The husband had the sausage pizza with fresh Mozzarella di Bufalo on it.  It was supposed to be a white pizza, but he’s a bit old school, so they added tomato sauce.  I don’t think he was as mindful with his as I was with mine, as he inhaled it in about 3 minutes. After the massacre, when he stopped to take a breath, he pronounced it the best pizza he’d ever eaten, and asked me why we’d never eaten at this restaurant before (obviously I rolled my eyes at that question, it being his fault that he’d never had that sausage pizza before.)  Since I couldn’t finish, he took over and finished the eggplant one, pronouncing his own to have been at least two, maybe three times better than mine.

Pizzeria Libretto Sausage Pizza

What I learned from today’s Day 3 task was that its important to think about your food. But, not as your enemy.  Instead, choose foods that you love, focus on the enjoyment and ceremony of eating them. Make the meal count.  Make it special.  And so we did.

PS:  After we finished eating, we had a great conversation with Tony (our waiter, remember?) about Libretto’s sister restaurant Enoteco Sociale. So, guess where we’re off to next for another mindful meal.

I’m Changing My Life… in 21 Days

So, while Operation Housewife may not be the favourite thing I’ve ever done in my life, equatable only with cleaning out the basement and standing in line for airport security, I realize that my last post was a bit whiney and self-indulgent.  I’m a grown up lady (well for all intents and purposes) and I can certainly do laundry and household chores and/or direct the troops teenagers to do my work for me.

I received my monthly subscription to Chatelaine Magazine a few days ago, and the main headline really caught my eye

Chatelaine Magazine, January 201

REFRESH!! It says. CHANGE YOUR LIFE IN 21 DAYS!  It says.  I could use some refreshing.  And, I could use some changing (I mean, who couldn’t?)  I want to get more energy, sleep more, and stress less.  Therefore, I decided to CHANGE MY LIFE IN 21 DAYS.  And, since I don’t believe in New Year’s Resolutions because nobody ever keeps them and its one more thing to feel guilty about or beat ourselves up about, I decided to start my 21 days NOW!  On December 14th.

Everyday, I’ll be posting a short video or blog post talking about that days ‘change’.  So, enjoy day 1!

I’d LOVE you to join in on this challenge so put your blog URL in the comments.

I can’t use a linky tool since I’m on the free WordPress.com which often doesn’t feel free but mostly feels like a burden.

Maybe that’s one of the ways I should change my life…hmmm. Self Hosting…Day 22.

Guest Post: Cookie Exchange

someecards.com - A FRIENLDLY HOLIDAY REMINDER: A MOMENT ON THE LIPS, A LIFETIME ON THE HIPS.

My friend Maija over at www.maijasmommymoments.com had a fabulous idea to do a blogger cookie exchange for the holidays.  I was so excited when she asked me to be a part of her one week long baking festival.  Except….I don’t really bake that much anymore due to me not wanting to eat the baked goods.  Plus, Chanukah isn’t so much about the baking as it is about the deep frying (can you say latkes and jelly donuts?)  But then I thought, ‘It is the season for sharing though, and me in the kitchen is always an adventure.’  Thus, in the spirit of giving,  it behooves me to share my favourite chocolate chip cookie recipe, which due to chocolatey and buttery goodness, is now settling comfortably on my blogger butt.

Enjoy Mara’s Adventures in Baking! (PS let’s just say a five year old made this cookie because my attempt to write ‘LOVE’ in smarties didn’t exactly pan out.  Or, it the words of my son, ‘What’s that supposed to be?’)

3 chip chocolate chip cookies

 

Psst. Here’s the Brisket. Pass it on.

My life is different this Passover.  There’s someone missing. The person who taught me to love food, to feel it smell it taste it , is gone.  It’s hard to imagine having a Passover Seder without my father. He was a grumpy pain-in-the-butt.  But, his huge presence filled the room. He loved the family time, and to hear the kids read from the Haggadah. And, even though he wasn’t a religious or even traditional man, he still was crazy for the traditional Jewish foods:  Gefilte fish, Matzoh Ball Soup, and my Brisket.  When I cooked for two days for this meal, it was always with him in mind.  And, that’s why I decided to boycott Passover

How I was going to do this, I wasn’t sure. I figured that I would just put it out there, and whoever was managing my life that day would make it happen.  The fates came through for me with an email that said, ‘Our quarterly Management Meeting will be in Vancouver on April 19th.’  I read that email with both elation and dread.  The former because it would solve my boycott conundrum, and the latter because I would have to tell my mother that not only would the Seder not be at my house,  I wouldn’t be at the Seder. 

This is what I said to my mother:

“IhaveameetinginVancouverrightinbetweenthefirstandsecondsedersandIhavetogo

becauseIjuststartedmyjob (take a breath)

andJandItalkedaboutitandhesaysitsoksoI’mgoingsodontsayanythingitsalreadydone.”

She said, “OK. I understand.  I’ll do it. I will have the Seder at my house.”

After I fainted, I asked, “My family will still come.  What would you like me to make?”

Now, a bit a of background, I’m a bit of a Jewish holiday control freak (its not really appropriate to call me the Brisket Nazi).  I like it the way I like it.  I usually have everything at my house (grumbling the whole time that its a big mess, every one is ungrateful, yadda yadda).  I’ve established unbreakable traditions;  we eat the same foods at every meal, year after year.  My brisket is LEGENDARY, so obviously, that’s what she asked me to make.  Since I was given the opportunity to boycott Passover, I thought I would share the recipe, just in case you aren’t and you need to impress people with minimal effort.

Two days before:

Slice two HUGE Vidalia onions.  Place 1/2 of them in a large roasting pan.  Flip a 5-6 lb beef brisket over to the yucky side. (You’ll know it when you see it).  Season very generously with 1 tbsp at least of chopped garlic, and then some salt, freshly ground black pepper, and Paprika.  Flip over and throw that slab of meat in the roasting pan on top of the onions.  Repeat on the top of the brisket, then spread the rest of the onions on top. 

Key Brisket Ingredients

In a large measuring cup, ix up 1 pkg onion soup mix, a big splurch of ketchup (probably 1/2 cup), about 1 1/2 cups of dry red wine (pour a cup for yourself while you’re at it-some for meat, some for Momma), and 1 1/2 cups of orange or apple juice (orange works best, or even those tropical blends are delicious).  Pour over the brisket.  Cover and refrigerate.

Not Passover?  Add some mustard, any kind, although the hotdog mustard works best, to the measuring cup. How much, well, you know, a big splurch (maybe 1/4 cup).

The Day Before:

Remove from fridge and let sit out 1/2 hour.  Roast in a slow oven (325 degrees or even 300 degrees depending on your oven).  Keep it covered so that the liquid doesn’t evaporate and the meat stays moist.  Check every two hours and if the liquid is almost gone, add more orange juice and some water.   The brisket should take about 4-5 hours to cook.  It’s done when you place a fork in the thickest part and the fork comes out easily when removed.  Its not done when the meat lifts with the fork. (There I spelled it out for you.)  When done, remove from oven and cool overnight in the fridge.

The Day you want to eat it:

Take the roast out of the fridge.  If there’s fat hardened, take it off (gross).  Remove the meat from the pan, scraping  all the now-carmelized onions back into the roasting pan.  Slice thinly with an electric knife or very sharp knife, against the grain.  If you slice and its all stringy, you’re going the wrong way.  Reheat in the pan juices.  Serve on a platter with the juices and onions on top.  Delicious with red horseradish.

Note:  if you want to eat it on the same day as you cook it, then its totally fine.  Its easier to slice when cold, and also, you can scrape of the extra fat when its cold.  But, do what you need to do. Its just meat for goodness sakes.

Since I’m leaving the day before, all I’ve got for you is the uncooked photo.  Use your imagination for the rest, or even better, send me a picture of YOUR completed meaty masterpiece.

ChickyMaras famous (in my head) Brisket

By the way, I’m actually really sorry that I’m missing  Passover now.  I definitely have boycotter’s remorse.

Added later due to popular request…

Passover Lemon Pie (aka the only thing my family will eat after eating 17 courses at a Seder)

Crust:

Crush 1 box of passover mandelbread in the food processor (or make your own and crush to about 2 cups worth).  Mix with 1/2 cup melted butter or margarine and press into the bottom of a springform pan. (hint: if you line the bottom with parchment, you can easily lift out later to serve).

Note: if its not Passover and/or you’re not of the Passover celebrating religion, you can substitute Nilla wafers for the crust (or even chocolate chip cookies)

Filling:. 

Place 6 whole eggs, 6 egg yolks, 1 cup fresh lemon juice, the zest of 1 lemon, and 2 cups of sugar in the top of a double boiler (to make your own double boiler, boil water in a med pot and place a metal bowl on top.) Whisk over a slow boil and low heat until the mixture begins to thicken (its like magic).  Set the lemon curd aside to cool.  Beat 6 egg whites for about 2 minutes in a stand mixer or with a hand mixer.  Add 6 tbsp of sugar and beat until soft peaks form.  Fold into the cooled lemon curd.

Pour the lemon/egg white mixture into the prepared crust and freeze overnight or 12 hours.

Meringue:

Beat 6 eggs whites until foaming, then add 5 tbsp sugar slowly until stiff peaks form.  Cover the frozen lemon pie with meringue, making it look fancy by swirling and twirling the meringue.  Broil until golden brown (or if you’re me until you smell burning)

Refreeze until you’re ready to serve.

I’m no Ma’am, I’m Yo Mama (who makes veal sandwiches)

 

source: iappfind.com

I went food shopping today.  Mother Hubbard’s cupboard was bare, having been denuded by teenagers as well as seven full days having elapsed since the last time I made the hated journey to the money pit I like to call the grocery store .  I was trying to mentally meal plan for the week.  Obviously I hadn’t written it down, well, because I’m me.  My nanny (definition is in this post ) had made me a list, which said.

  • Snack bags
  • Alphagetti
  • Bacon

She’s not very good at lists.  Everyone has their faults. Anyways, I was pretty sure we’d need more than that to get us through the week.

I roamed the aisles, umm, meal planning (code for Tweeting, and bbming), mentally running through my cupboards, and knocking over displays of chips and boxes due to the tight layout of the store and narrow turning radius of my cart. Why they don’t make carts one-handed steering so that people can properly text and shop, is beyond me. Anyways, it was their fault I left destruction in my wake.

I decided to make veal sandwiches since my family keeps wanting to take out from California Sandwiches at least twice a week. At nearly $10 a pop, I thought I’d give it a shot in the homemade Chicky way. I efficiently haphazardly zigzagged through the store collecting my ingredients, and made my way to the check out.

When I was checking out, the cashier, who was a teenage boy, called me MA’AM. Like 17 times!  Then, he asked me if I needed a CARRY-OUT.  I felt like swatting him with my pocketbook or my cane.  When I got back to my car, I checked for greys and wrinkles, but saw my usual face staring back at me.  I decided that the poor young man was delusional and had neglected to take his meds.  There was no ma’am in the car. Just me, a HOT MAMA.  (that’s ma’m with the letters re-ordered, in case you were wondering).

Despite my deep and complete devastation, I did manage to carry-off homemade Italian Veal Sandwiches.  You can too:

Ma’am’s Veal Sandwiches

Slice 4 large soft Italian buns in 1/2 and lay on a plate.  Shred 2 cups of Mozzarella or Provolone (or buy the preshredded italian blend). Have these at the ready.  Preheat the oven to 325 degrees, and have a cookie sheet with parchment ready.

First, slice 1 lb of mushrooms, 1/2 red pepper, 1/2 green pepper, and sautee them in olive oil until soft.  While cooking, season with salt and pepper and some hot pepper flakes.  Reserve for topping sandwiches.

You’ll also need about two cups of prepared tomato sauce.  You can make your own, or buy a good quality jarred one (there are those with just 3-4 ingredients, and those are the ones to use. Stay away from jarred sauce with added sugar).  Warm the sauce gently while cooking the other stuff.

Prepare your breading bar:  In one plate, place 1 cup of flour seasoned with salt and pepper.  In the next one, mix up 3-4 eggs.  In the next one, place 1-2 cups of Italian Seasoned breadcrumbs.

Season 4 large Veal cutlets with salt and pepper. Preheat a large non-stick skillet and drizzle olive oil in it.  We want to brown the cutlets but not deep fry them.  Dip each cutlet in flour, then egg, then breadcrumbs.  Place them in the hot skillet but don’t crowd them.  Cook the cutlets until the breading is crisp and brown (about 2 minutes), then flip and cook on other side for same amount of time.  Transfer to cookie sheet and put in oven to keep warm while cooking other cutlets.

When everything’s done, assemble the sandwiches.  On each bun, spoon 1/4 cup tomato sauce, a handful of cheese, and a couple spoonfuls of the vegetable mixture.  Lay a cutlet ontop.  The cheese will melt.  Or even better, put it all out on the table, and let them make up the sandwiches themselves.  Take that Grocery Boy!

Homemade Veal Sandwiches