Monthly Archives: January 2010

I ♥ Scarves & Gingerbread Cake

Fluffy....

Thursday Pounce! I love scarves; I have maybe two drawers overflowing with scarves from vintage shops, Goodwill and Anthropologie. Scarves from Anthro can be a very expensive habit, so I’m trying to stalk my prey from a safe distance. On the other hand, this scarf is fairly affordable, by scarf standards. I just want to wrap it around me and up over my nose and mouth to keep the cold at bay. ♣Note to self: Add scarf gallery of current scarf collection, since I clearly take it for granted.

I promised I’d post my adventure with Bread & Honey’s Gingerbread Cake recipe, having gone on about it for long enough, so here it is:

8 Tbsp unsalted butter @ room temperature
2 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
1 cup boiling water (This gave me pause; I’d never met a recipe that asked me for this…)
2 tsp baking soda
2 tsp ground ginger
1 1/2 tsp ground cinnamon
1/2 tsp ground cloves (Didn’t have this, so I substituted 1/4 tsp Cardamom & another 1/4 tsp cinnamon.)
1/2 tsp ground nutmeg
1/2 tsp salt
2 tsp baking powder
2/3 cup packed brown sugar
1 cup unsulfured molasses (I only had 1/3 cup molasses, even less than B&H and used 2/3 cup maple syrup…it made the cake sooo fluffy, and I suspect it made it lighter than it otherwise might have been.)
1 Tbsp. freshly grated ginger (I didn’t have this, but I’m thinking in the future I might add 1/4 cup crystalized ginger, like I use in my scones, to see what it does.)
2 large eggs, room temperature, lightly beaten

Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Butter and flour a 9″ round spring form pan and set aside. (B&H uses 9×13 cake pan, but I’m a rebel with a new spring form pan to break in, so there!

In a bowl, combine boiling water and baking soda; set aside. (Why?? Can anyone tell me?) Sift together flour, ground spices, salt, and baking powder; set aside.

Cream butter until light, and add brown sugar, beating until fluffy. Add eggs*, molasses and grated ginger/crystalized ginger, baking-soda mixture, and flour mixture. *B&H’s recipe calls for me to beat in eggs after I add everything including the flour mixture, which made no sense to me in the context of my baking experience…and this was one thing too many, so I added the eggs when I felt I normally would. Someday when I feel conformative, maybe I’ll add the eggs later. But not today.) 

Pour batter into prepared pan; bake until a toothpick inserted in center comes out clean, 30 to 35 minutes. Let cool on a wire rack. (For spring form pan, cool for ten minutes on wire rack, then remove coil.) Cut into wedges and dust with confectioners’ sugar. Do not do what my husband does and upend the powdered sugar bag onto the cake. It’s a waste of sugar… yes I said it, and the cake is just the right amount of sweet on it’s own. It hardly needs it, especially if it has crystalized ginger in it.

I really love Bread & Honey’s blog; there’s something about her aesthetic and baking ethos that really appeals to me. I have tried a number of her recipes and found them all to well worth trying and repeating, many times. She also makes pretty awesome 10 Dollar Drawings, some of which I really want as a tattoo:

I Love Bees!

♥ Momo

I Want to Learn to Felt

Love. It.

Wednesday Pounce! I have decided that I want to learn to felt wool. There are some rings at the gallery/studio fabricated from heavy gauge wire covered in felted wool in a variety of delightful colors – I want to stack them, mix them and match them, but more importantly, I want to know how they’re made and how to make my own. I think I can, I think I can…I will, I must! I have to, because I shared it on the internet, and it can never be undone.

I’ve really been enjoying Brown Cow Organic plain yogurt with crystallized honey lately. It’s replaced any cravings I might have had for candy or desserts, which is good because I’m too wiped to bake this week, but also good because it’s so much more incredible than candy. Really, you should try it!

Anyone notice that Egglands Eggs is advertising?? I feel uneasy about this, with a feeling similar to the one I get from watching the Corn Refiner’s Association commercials for HFCS…but without the outright indignation. I personally prefer organic local eggs, and the eggs I got once from a friend who raises his own (3) chickens were incredible – the color, the texture, the intense flavor – and I can’t help but notice that Egglands isn’t advertising hormone-free, cruelty free eggs, just that their eggs have more vitamins added. This sounds a lot like when Coke decided to release Coke + Vitamins….because it’s good for you now…right.

That’s your weekly dose of healthy paranoia; that’s what I get for keeping the T.V. on Iron Chef while I blog!

♥ Momo

Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Cookies

Crepes? Why not?

Let me begin with some blasphemy*; I would have preferred these cookies without chocolate chips. *Gasp* It’s true; they’re alright, and the chocolate is in this case improved by time/cooling, but I feel that for the first time I’m biting into cookies and thinking to myself “these are great…but the chocolate…” So consider yourselves warned.

Oatmeal cookie recipes are pretty similar; everyone varies the amount of chocolate chips, fruit, nuts etc. that they put in their cookies, and I think this is the best recipe I’ve put together so far. It makes a big difference using organic old fashioned rolled oats, as opposed to Quaker old fashioned – hard as a rock oats. These spread out into nice almost lacy cookies with crisp, buttery edges, which is what I’ve been trying for for years.

Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Cookies

1 cup unsalted butter

3/4 cup granulated sugar

3/4 cup brown sugar

2 eggs

1 tsp. vanilla extract

1 1/2 cups all purpose flour

1 tsp. baking soda

1/4 tsp. salt

2 cups rolled oats

12 oz. semisweet chocolate chips…or not.

1/2 cup dried cranberries

Preheat oven to 350° and line baking sheet with parchment paper.

Cream butter and sugars in an electric mixer on medium speed, beating at least 5 minutes. Add eggs and vanilla and beat until smooth.

In another bowl, combine flour, baking soda and salt. (I threw the salt into the egg/sugar mix, I don’t know why. They turned out fine regardless.) Add dry ingredients to egg mixture, beating on low speed until smooth. Stir in oatmeal and any fruits/nuts/chocolates you like, or per above. Williams Sonoma had the first recipe to tell me to add the oatmeal in a separate step; I’m intrigued…

Drop by rounded tablespoonfuls onto prepared baking sheet – space dough at least 1 1/2 inches apart, as they spread. Bake on center rack 10-12 minutes.

Enjoy with milk, or if you’re like me, a pot of green tea.

Monday Pounce!

Sweet!

This post was up rather late not because I’m a nightowl, but because there were so. many. unicorns. on Etsy this evening. Pounce took me to page after page of unicorns – bibs, dishes, towels, blankies, toys, sketches, watercolors, and lions and tigers and bears, oh my! Too many unicorns. They need a “take me to the cute dishes” button after that many unicorns.

♥ Momo

Totoro Bird

Tonari no Totoro

I just got my Christmas present from one of my closest friends! She won my heart by drawing and sculpting cats for me when we were ten, and her work is more amazing every year ♥ She makes incredibly lifelike watercolors of real birds, and conjured the above knowing how much I love tiny fat birds and Miyazaki.

♥ Momo

Heavy

SAM

Downtown can be rough. It’s not as though it isn’t safe to walk the streets at night; the center of downtown is actually pretty nice – full of people laughing, running to a movie, a date, a show. But then you turn a corner, and there’s always one block or another that just feels different, night or day. Not clearly unsafe, but it has something ineffable about it, something that makes you straighten up and bring your eyes into focus. There’s no one laughing on this street. There’s a little more trash on the sidewalk, dark stains that might once have been the shadows of needles. There used to be a needle exchange on one of these blocks, after all. There are businesses and condos moving in now, in an attempt to assimilate these streets into the greater safety of the downtown area, and some are succeeding.

There are people who return here, looking for what they remember. I’ve seen many of them turn away to find another street. But some of them see the humor in a brightly lit boutique where they once brought their needles. An even rarer few do something about it. They bring their “good humor” into the shops, the condos, the open, clean spaces.

For the first time living here, I met one of these people, a man who came into my workplace, not as a customer, not to reminisce. He wasn’t old enough to reminisce about much at all; he had known the space back when it was a needle exchange, a place to get condoms, and he thought that it was so funny to get in my space while he told me about it. He wasn’t going to be nearly as nice as the gentleman on the bike I wrote about here. He and his friend, who immediately moved behind me and out of my range of sight came in with intention; with purpose, and directed not at just anyone who would listen, but at me. He was there to make me feel small, unsafe in the neighborhood our store is in, unsafe in the environment I make my own every week, and to feel unsafe in my own skin. He looked at me and didn’t see the person I am, but a thing, a source of amusement for him and his friend. He was crude, stupid, but dangerous. In the way that men don’t understand when I try to explain, he was not the sort of person you want knowing where you work. And here I was, at work and less than two feet from him.

What did I do? I froze. For all the things people tell you later, to call the police, to call the manager, to move out of the way of the present danger, to act. I froze, I went to a place in my head that was made the last time I didn’t feel safe and was left all alone with someone this dangerous. I did the stupid thing.

I’m disappointed; I feel like my skirts and cute shoes betrayed me; like this wouldn’t have happened if I had been wearing something else, if I were less pleasant, less cracked, less visibly vulnerable. And I’m angry. I shouldn’t be adjusting my wardrobe and attitude so I won’t be “asking for it”. It shouldn’t be my responsibility to keep men from threatening me, verbally or physically.

I’m more than disappointed. I hear stories like mine from every woman I meet – it’s that common. I carry them with me every day, and it feels heavier every time I step outside. For me, this was one more straw – too much, too heavy.

I’m looking for another street. I’m not the one to fight him over this one, and I’m not going to risk him and his friend remembering me and coming back. The cost is too high.

I promise to have better news soon! I’m thinking of making Apple Cinnamon Buckwheat Oatmeal this weekend, and I’ll post the results. With any luck, I’ll never have a post like this again. ♣

♥ Momo

Serendipitous Tea Loaf Thursday

Yummy

Had an awesome morning – up too early, talked too much too early, stumbled home, and encountered a messy kitchen! To celebrate having a clean kitchen once again, I present to you Serendipitous Orange Lemon Tea Loaf, so named because I had exactly the right ingredients for just this thing in my kitchen when the dust cleared, and for very little else….and might have replaced orange with lemon, because not only do I love lemons, but I did not have the requisite oranges in my kitchen to zest for this loaf.

Orange Lemon Tea Loaf

2/3 cup butter (softened)
1 1/4 cups sugar
2 Eggs – Exactly how many we had in our house this morning! Serendipitous!
1/2 cup Plain Yogurt – Picked up on my way home yesterday evening, before finding this recipe!
1/2 cup orange lemon juice – When life gives you lemons…make tea loaf ♥
1 Tbsp orange lemon zest
2 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
1/2 tsp. baking powder
1/2 tsp. baking soda
1/2 tsp. salt
Glaze! (I did not have enough lemon juice for this, so I sprinkled the top of the loaf with lemon zest prior to baking – it was lovely.)
1/2 cup confectioners’ sugar
2 to 3 teaspooons orange juice

Preheat oven to 350° & grease a 9×5 loaf pan.

In a large mixing bowl, cream butter and sugar until light and fluffy. (I only figured out last year that this really means medium speed for at least five minutes, to get the texture right!) Add eggs one at a time, beating well after each addition…or two at once if you’re like me and went a little egg-happy at this step. Add yogurt, orange lemon juice and zest. Combine the flour, baking powder, baking soda and salt; add to creamed mixture and mix well.

Pour into greased loaf pan. Bake at 350° for 55-65 minutes or until a toothpick inserted near the center comes out clean (as per usual – you can, and I did cover loosely with foil if/when the top browns too quickly. (After about 25 mins in the oven.) Cool for 10 minutes before removing from pan to wire rack to cool completely.

Glaze! I am enthusiastic about glaze:

Combine confectioners’ sugar and orange lemon juice with a whisk. Drizzle over cooled bread, having poked holes in the top if desired.

Enjoy with Earl Grey tea with sugar and cream – because bergamot goes best with any citrus baked goods, as you well know.

…and lazy kitchen helpers, who snuck off to catch some Z’s. Naughty!

Baking Varmint

♥ Momo

Dooced

What??

 

I learned a new word today! I have not, in fact been dooced – but I think it’s an idea for all bloggers to keep in mind.

 

Daily quotes:

 

“He showed the words “chocolate cake” to a group of Americans and recorded their word associations. “Guilt” was the top response. If that strikes you as unexceptional, consider the response of French eaters to the same prompt: “celebration.” -Michael Pollan

 

“Hey did you know that a tablespoon of bacon fat only has like 113 calories? I APPROVE OF THAT.” – Bread & Honey (This post also notable for it’s use of the words “Whoopsie Doodles”.)

 

♥ Momo

Madelines

Pink!

 

Dress is a very foolish thing, and yet it is a very foolish thing for a man not to be well dressed.” – Lord Chesterfield, via The Happiness Project.

 

Madelines! Perfect with tea, coffee, lemonade and most importantly, more madelines – I’ve been meaning to make these for a while, and wimping out because they require a 20 minute walk in the rain to buy lemons. Lemons! All those sayings about “when life gives you lemons…” if only. I’m in my kitchen, staring at the monsoon outside calling “a lemon, a lemon, my kingdom for a lemon!”…okay, maybe not so dramatically, but I do feel the absence of lemons rather sorely.

 

I have of course made them, and forgot the lemons. This recipe turned out nicely, but I think I’ll add a quarter teaspoon of almond extract, or possibly two teaspoons of lemon zest, as they were a little plain for my tastes.

 

4 eggs
1/4 teaspoon salt
2/3 cup sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1 cup sifted all-purpose flour
1/4 pound unsalted butter, melted

 

Preheat oven to 375 degrees F. Butter and flour madeline pans.

 

Beat the eggs, salt, and sugar together until thick. I had to do this by hand, as my Kitchenaid didn’t whip enough air into the eggs to bring them to the right consistency, and it took about 8-12 minutes of hard work between myself and a friend, bribed with the promise of tasty desserts. Add the vanilla. Fold in the flour, rapidly. Fold in the butter gently. Quickly spoon the mixture into madeline pans. Bake until golden, 8-10 minutes. Remove from pans, and upend over a cooling rack. Dust with powdered sugar, and enjoy!

 

I fixed a pot of Yorkshire Gold to go with these, and it went quickly!

 

I ♥ this dress:

 

Dots!

 

♥ Momo

Raspberry Pinwheels

Tasty!

Three reasons I made these this Christmas, in place of the usual things:
  1. They look awesome in the picture on the Real Simple site, in a way that no other Holiday Cookies have, in my lifetime. Because of this picture, I actually planned the wrapping two weeks ahead of time this year, instead of scrambling at the last minute! (I might grow up this year…maybe.)
  2. This recipe below makes 54 of these bad boys – 54! It might be a little time intensive, but so are all of my other recipes. I have one sugar cookie recipe containing literally nothing but butter, sugar and flour, and I’m the only one who makes them every year because they have you in and out of the kitchen every 4 minutes once they’re in the oven. They are not to be undertaken lightly.
  3. Four words: Raspberry Jam. Cream Cheese. These two ingredients in anything win my heart & soul.

Without further ado, I give you…. drumroll….Raspberry Pinwheels:

3/4 cup (1 1/2 sticks) unsalted butter, room temperature
1 8-ounce bar cream cheese, room temperature (Woooo!)
1/2 cup granulated sugar
1/2 tsp. vanilla extract
2 cups all-purpose flour, plus more for the work surface
1/2 cup raspberry jam
1 large egg, beaten
2 Tbsp. Turbinado sugar (After the initial batch, I decided to forgo Turbinado and sprinkle with confectioner’s sugar after baking; it was a vast improvement. Discovered this when husband upended a bag of powdered sugar on the first batch, until I showed him how to work a sifter. I have come to regret teaching him this, I really have.)
Using an electric mixer, beat the butter, cream cheese, and granulated sugar until fluffy. Beat in the vanilla. Reduce the mixer speed to low and gradually add the flour, mixing until just incorporated.
Turn the dough onto a floured work surface and gently knead it 2 to 3 times, just to bring it together. Form the dough into two 1-inch-thick squares. Wrap in plastic wrap and refrigerate for 1 hour.
On a lightly floured piece of parchment, roll one of the dough squares into a 9-by-12-inch rectangle. Spread half the jam over the dough. Cut the dough crosswise into thirds, making three 9-by-4-inch rectangles. Starting from a long side of each rectangle, roll into logs. Wrap in wax paper and refrigerate until firm, at least 30 minutes. Repeat with the remaining dough.
Heat oven to 350° F. Slice the logs into 1-inch pieces and place on parchment-lined baking sheets, spacing them 1½ inches apart. Brush with the egg and sprinkle with the turbinado sugar. (Or don’t.)
Bake until golden, 20 to 25 minutes. Cool slightly on baking sheets, then transfer to wire racks to cool completely.
Store in an airtight container at room temperature for up to 1 week.
These were stored in a large Mason jar up to six days – they were hidden until they made it to the family Christmas gathering, and were promptly devoured. Those special sugar cookies I make every Christmas are rationed out – when these pinwheels were sighted, I was caught by family members sidling up to me inquiring as to their availability. Note to self: free for all cookies are not a wise choice; portions next year may be advisable.
Another point to consider: I tend to fully disclose my ingredients, but noticed that the popularity of these cookies waned once everyone knew about the cream cheese and butter. I plan to be more mysterious next year…hm.
That should be it for retrospective baking posts – these were too good to pass up, and I wanted to be sure to mention them.
♥ Momo