I stopped cooking somewhere around Day 4 of what has turned into my 10 day snow-cation. Luckily, before I threw in the towel, I made Wednesday Chef's Flat & Chewy Chocolate Chip Cookies; I've been eating them ever since.
Following the recipe resulted in HUGE cookies, that were a little too gooey on the inside. I moved towards more of a drop-style cookie with each new batch that went into the oven. I also cut the salt as Wednesday Chef did, and without a mixer, creamed the butter and sugars with the pure brute force of my forearm....grrrr! I'm strong.
I didn't eat them all--I brought a container-full to a Superbowl party and a dozen to a snow-bound board games night--but I did eat way too many. I think I woke up with a cookie hangover today.
Showing posts with label snowpocalypse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label snowpocalypse. Show all posts
Oven-baked fries
Sure, I could have eaten leftover risotto, but what else was there to do but cook? Night 2 of Snowpocalypse, I made these thick, crispy fries.
I've never made my own french fries before. Deep-frying is not a culinary technique I strive to master. Poaching, yes. Braising, that sounds important. But deep-frying sounds tedious and dangerous (Did I mention I burned my face when I was cooking these? Yup, I said face...and these weren't fried.) Dropping food into hot oil...I'll leave it to the pros with their nifty baskets.
Actually, I made tempura once. It was Christmas Eve at my parent's house. I think I let my mom talk me into it. Tempura is fried, right? If I recall correctly, it took way too long, I burned myself, and it didn't taste as good as it does in the restaurant.
Back to the snowpocalypse fries.
I followed the temperature and time specifications from this recipe, but I used olive oil, salt and lemon pepper. I will definitely make these again; who doesn't crave french fries?
Oh, and I didn't just eat fries for dinner. There was also a turkey burger and warm spinach with pancetta and balsamic vinegar.
In case you were wondering, the face-burning occurred when I stuck my head in the oven (Have I learned nothing from Sylvia Plath?). I didn't feel the heat right away so I moved in a little closer. That's when my eyelashes melted my eyes shut. Good thing I had some fries to ease the pain.
I've never made my own french fries before. Deep-frying is not a culinary technique I strive to master. Poaching, yes. Braising, that sounds important. But deep-frying sounds tedious and dangerous (Did I mention I burned my face when I was cooking these? Yup, I said face...and these weren't fried.) Dropping food into hot oil...I'll leave it to the pros with their nifty baskets.
Actually, I made tempura once. It was Christmas Eve at my parent's house. I think I let my mom talk me into it. Tempura is fried, right? If I recall correctly, it took way too long, I burned myself, and it didn't taste as good as it does in the restaurant.
Back to the snowpocalypse fries.
I followed the temperature and time specifications from this recipe, but I used olive oil, salt and lemon pepper. I will definitely make these again; who doesn't crave french fries?
Oh, and I didn't just eat fries for dinner. There was also a turkey burger and warm spinach with pancetta and balsamic vinegar.
In case you were wondering, the face-burning occurred when I stuck my head in the oven (Have I learned nothing from Sylvia Plath?). I didn't feel the heat right away so I moved in a little closer. That's when my eyelashes melted my eyes shut. Good thing I had some fries to ease the pain.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)