Tuesday, September 29, 2009

3 Reasons To Get Excited About the Lakers

Besides Kobe.

And anyway, that's a given. And, as if anyone needs a reason to be excited for the Lakers.

But just in case you do (Mike)...here are 3 reasons to watch every possible game you can this season.



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hahahahaha!!!!

Somehow Artest is just not as fun when he's not talking...so here you go.

I'm pretty sure that should be enough to get anyone (even Clipper fans like Mike) excited for the Lakers. If not, then well, I guess you deserve the Clippers.

I can hardly wait!

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Walk It Out

This has been a bit of a struggle.

Since starting school again, I've had a tough time working in working out into my schedule. Class twice a week in LA plus Paul Bunyan sized dinners are a dangerous combo.

And boy, are my legs paying the price.

While at the doctor's office for my ankle, I stumbled upon the September issue of Shape magazine...complete with a "30 minutes to slimmer legs" feature. Sold. So I decided that I would work out in the mornings. Like 4:30 wake up call. Fail. So then I tried 5:30 wake up call. Fail. 6:15? Mild success. So far, I've worked out 4 times in the morning for 30 minutes, but honestly, with all that I'm eating (giant calzones, cookies, cakes...and did I mention that Thanksgiving is on the way)...you can never have too much work out time.

So on Friday, I decided that I am now going to start walking at lunch. Because after all, Shape had another article about "Walking to a Slimmer You" or something like that. Worth a try.

It seemed like such a good idea too...nice sunny day...get out of the office...and then food! I settled on Pei Wei, which seemed relatively close. It can't be more than half a mile away...ohhh famous last words. It was actually 1.3 miles one way, and like 87 degrees outside. No wonder I no fellow walkers were out. Even crazy running dude who runs every day was no where to be found.

But I did stumble upon this little...I mean huge spider!



Yikes!!!

Oh and my legs? Still the same. Sigh.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Me vs. Food

I know...not as dramatic as Man vs. Food!!!

But I'm not a dude. I just watch football and basketball. That doesn't make me a dude...does it?

Debatable.

Anyways, back to Me. Vs. Food!!

You may think that because I trek up to LA twice a week for class that my eating has been on a downward spiral of salads, trail mix and turkey sandwiches. But oh, how further from the truth that truly is. The fact is...that I've been eating like a cross continental trucker! Pizza...check! Calzones...check! Beef kabobs...check! Turkey sandwiches on homemade (yes! homemade bread! squeeaaalll!!)...check!

Oh and yes, there are cookies! But I only drink water...to be...you know...healthy. Hah.

Some of these must be seen to be believed.



Giant calzone! That came with like seriously 1/2 cup of marinara sauce. It had lots and lots of veggies...and cheese...and wonderful pizza crust. It must have been as big as my thigh...ok ok, nothing's that big. But this calzone was definitely huge. Food won.



The turkey sandwich of turkey sandwiches. The best thing here? The homemade wheat bread. OMG! Sooo good! So soft, yet amazing structure and a good crumb. And I luved the crust! I took one bite, and I was pretty sure this bread was homemade...because it was really that good. Food won. I ate the other half for lunch today.

So far...Clarice: 0, Food 2.

Coincidentally, I have started a morning workout routine. It's only 3 days old...but seriously, very much needed. One day...half a 2 lb calzone...another day...half a 1lb turkey sandwich...and the other half the next day. I feel like the hungry caterpillar, but without the tummy ache. And without transforming into that pretty butterfly.

I seem to be stuck in the chubby caterpillar phase.

Monday, September 21, 2009

My PPM is...

A piece of...

Work. Really, it is. Well, among other things that shall remain nameless.

But what is a PPM exactly? To be honest, I couldn't really tell you. I just recently added this acronym for private placement memorandum a few weeks ago. After attempting to draft up the first few pages of one, I have concluded it's a way for you to somehow procure funding for your business.

Theoretical business, in my case.

So for one of my MBA classes, we are tasked with creating this so-called PPM. First, you think of a fabulous business and then you attempt to translate all its fabulousness in your head on to paper. Apparently, PPM's require precise attention to detail! Does the link to the sample posted on Blackboard work? Of course not! What was I thinking? And we're back to my original plan of winging it.

As you may have suspected, my theoretical business is about food. And you would be right. Dessert foods, to be exact. A little catering business of sorts. There may be a dessert truck involved. There may also be mailing lists. I may also have "hired" a CPA. Hah. This just gets better by the minute.

Ohh but there's a twist! If I learned anything from my first year (and approximately $50,000 tells me that I darn well should have), it's that you need a point of differntiation. So! My little theoretical dessert company is offering...low fat and gluten free varieties of desserts! In addition to full fat ones, of course. I mean, please. You're talking to someone that buys 1 lb of butter every week.

That may give you pause. I realize that the whole 1 lb of butter per week may discredit my healthful treats. But that's why I "hired" a nutrionist. Mmhmm. Problem solved. Dirt off my shoulder.

And now, for a little taste of my PPM:

"As consumers have become increasingly educated on their food sources and associated health benefits, they also have begun to look for more healthful dessert options. However, we will not comprise our commitment to quality and believe that healthful desserts can still be tasty. For these more healthful options, our pastry chef and nutrionist will use creative ingredients such as applesauce, spinach, carrots and zucchini in our baked goods."

Applesauce? Spinach? Carrots? Zucchini? I know. But that's the "theoretical" aspect to this business. And yes, I'm really turning this in. I'm aware of the high degree of ridiculousness.

But on the real business! I recently baked up a batch of what was supposed to be crispy, salted white chocolate chunk oatmeal cookies. If only I realized that I didn't have white chocolate chunks. Or any sort of iteration of white chocolate. And did I mention that I ran out of sugar? Ran out! What kind of baker am I? I can't let my theoretical investors find out about this. But luckily, I had milk chocolate chips and powdered sugar to supplement my lack of sugar and just barely enough brown sugar to get by. And after all my little unexpected subbing, the cookies turned out quite deliciously...even though I absolutely luv white chocolate chunks in my cookies.



Crispy, Slightly Chewy, Milk Chocolate and Pecan Oatmeal Cookies
Adapted from Cook's Illustrated

You must be thinking who the heck am I to adapt from Cook's Illustrated. But truthfully, all I adapted was the milk chocolate chips and pecans. And what a yummy adaptation, in my opinion. And like I said, this recipe is pretty sturdy...as it withstood my sugar crisis and powdered sugar supplement.

1 cup all-purpose flour
3/4 teaspoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1/4 teaspoon table salt
14 tablespoons (1 3/4 sticks) unsalted butter, slightly softened
1 cup sugar
1/4 cup packed light brown sugar
1 large egg
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
2 1/2 cups old-fashioned rolled oats

3/4 cup to 1 cup of milk chocolate chips (I like the fancy Callebaut variety, and I swear it makes all the difference, but I will leave this up to you.)

3/4 cup toasted pecans, chopped (I toast mine in an 375-degree oven for 7-8 mins...but everyone has their own way)

1/2 teapoon flaky sea salt (like Maldon or fleur de sel) (for sprinkling on top)

**Note! The original recipe calls for a sprinkling of fine sea salt atop each cookie. I believe this is a matter of personal taste. I like the eensiest bit of sea salt on my cookies...but not everyone appreciates the brine. Just something to think about.**

1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Line baking sheet with parchment paper or Silpat. Whisk flour, baking powder, baking soda, and table salt in a medium bowl.

2. Beat butter and sugars until light and fluffy. Scrape down bowl with rubber spatula, then add egg and vanilla and beat until incorporated. Scrape down bowl again. Add flour mixture gradually and mix until just incorporated and smooth. Gradually add oats and milk chocolate chips and pecans and mix until well incorporated.

3. Scoop out a scant 2 Tbsp (I may have done less) of dough. Roll between palms into balls, then place on lined baking sheets about 2 1/2 inches apart. Using fingertips, gently press down each ball to about 3/4-inch thickness.

4. Sprinkle a flake or two of sea salt on each cookie (if going salty)

5. Bake until cookies are deep golden brown, about 13 to 16 minutes, rotating baking sheet halfway through. Let cool on the baking sheet until firm enough to transfer to cooling racks. They can be fragile, so make sure you use a nice, big spatula.

And finally! A demonstration of the power of scotch guard!

I had a little water spill in my car, and I didn't realize my dry cleaning scotch guarded my clothes. But I am thankful for it.


Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Just Keep Swimming...

Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming.
What do we do? We swim, swim, swim.

Oh that Dory. Tell me you've all seen (and luved) Finding Nemo.

But...if only it were that easy. Especially for those of us not in the know about all things swimming. Including myself.

I know, I know. I'm from Maui! I'm a Pisces! I was in a pool before I could walk! And I even took swimming lessons! And yet, I fail at swimming.

This is not to say that I'm afraid of/can't handle myself in the water. What kind of islander would I be? It's just amazing what one of these babies can do for your water confidence.



I never go to the beach without one.



I'm the one on the far right. Action shot.

A rather interesting turn of events turned my attention back to swimming. That being spraining my left ankle. Twice. In 2 months. Running is more hazardous than you think. At least for me anyway. My ankle swelled up pretty good the second sprain around so much so that upon seeing my ankle in all its swollen glory, the doctor said..."Dangggggg!!! Look at that thing!" Apparently, it was too swollen to get an MRI.

That was 3 weeks ago. I'm sad to say that the ankle, despite my encouragement, is not back to its old tricks. It's still sore every now and then, and I can't help but to think my advanced age of 26 years has finally caught up to me. I'm too young to be old!

Hence, the swimming attempts. I'm actually more of a doggie-paddler and almost unstoppable when I have a tube. Seeing as how I didn't take well to swimming lessons, the first time around, I decided that perhaps this time, YouTube is the way to go.

So I've been watching this video. The music was an added bonus.

I can't say I've progressed much...or at all for that matter. I mean...between the arms, legs, hip rotation and breathing...it's a little much for my fleeting memory to remember. I don't even have goggles, so I can't see where I'm going anyway.

Not that I'm going anywhere fast.

Except to the doctor. I'm scheduled to see him tomorrow. Sigh.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

It's Baaaaccckkkk!!

And isn't it wonderful?!

Oh how I've missed football! Haven't you? Hasn't everyone??

I recently realized that I spent 8 hours watching college football. 8 hours! I did take a brief 45-minute break to enjoy the absolutely wonderful late summer weather we've been having. Isn't Forcier amazing??? I'm gonna throw like him one of these days. We all have goals. Then, on Sunday, I watched NFL games from 10am til the afternoon. No outdoor break on Sunday, but the weather was equally gorgeous.

And yesterday was the first Monday of MNF. Football until 10pm. My baking's been taking a hit...big time. Both the Chargers and Patriots just eeked by their typically unworthy opponents. Did the good guys just suck? Or did the crappy guys get good? I couldn't have said it better than Yahoo! Sports: "Do the Raiders...not...suck?" Who knows! But who cares anyways. The games were super exciting and oh so satisfying.

I'm sure many of you may not be tempted enough to click on that article...but that's a shame because you would miss out on this fabulous pic of some pretty intense Raider fans.



You're welcome. I knew you wouldn't want to miss out on this.

The Raiders played some pretty amazing defense last night. I can't help but to assume that it's due to that Seymour acquisition from...the...Patriots? I think so. And could this be why the Patriots struggled so? Hmm...

And how bout that Mark Sanchez? I didn't expect much from him...especially after seeing him play in the preseason...and I'm still slightly bitter that he left USC. That being said, I feel he's slightly...umm...over-rated. I mean, yeah he was the first rookie for the Jets in a while to throw for a touchdown...impressive. But Jeannie (roomie) and I are convinced that Sanchez doesn't make plays. He's more improvisational. But football is about making plays! This is not the NBA, where style matters. But he does throw a good spiral. I'm still working on mine. It's been a slow process. But it's in progress. Sort of.

Monday, September 14, 2009

Welcome to the Sunday Supper Club!

It's pretty much dinner at ridiculously delicious restaurants in LA, sometimes on Sundays and somehow involves hip hop yoga.

What else could you ask for?

This supper club of sorts was the grand scheme of Maryn, Marsha and myself. You may remember Marsha from the "BFF Setup" entry. Yes, that Marsha! She's great! And sooo very knowledgeable about all things food. She introduced us to the most wonderful raviolo filled with the fluffiest ricotta cheese and a runny egg yolk...and did I mention that it was draped in the most amazing browned butter?? To quote Marsha, "We're gonna need more bread."

She was so right.
I'm pretty sure that this browned butter was no ordinary butter, but in fact, was some sort of imported European butter...perhaps from Italy. It was just so darn buttery and creamy!

So this past Sunday, we ventured off to Osteria Mozza in Hollywood. The Osteria is right next door to Pizzeria Mozza and just as fabulous. The atmosphere is definitely more buttoned up and posh, but with a beautiful wrap-around marble bar and wreaths of dried chiles as decor...how could it not be?

And the food was aaaammmaaazzziiinngggg! If you go, which you must, the mozzarella bar is the place to be. First, you get to sit at the aforementioned wrap-around marble bar...and you get to stay as long as you like! The offerings from the mozzarella bar are unusual, but everything totally works! Radicchio and spiced, candied walnuts with burricotta? Yum. Pancetta and grilled escarole with burrata? Mmhmm.

We ate, we drank...and ate more...all of that browned butter to be specific. I can officially check Osteria Mozza off of my to-eat list in LA. Next? Lucques? AOC? Yes and yes!

Sooo when I haven't been drowning myself in browned butter and mozzarella, I've been quite busy in the kitchen. Here's a quick peek.



Perhaps the largest frittata I've made. With broken strands of linguine, deli turkey, arugula, oyster mushrooms, mascarpone and milk from my favorite milk producer!



I know I've talked about this dairy before...but the Strauss Family Creamery in Berkeley makes the best cream and milk. Why? Extra thick and creamy. So much so that...



You can scoop it off the top and eat it like cheese!



Nutella white chocolate chip cookies. These were my little Frankenstein cookies because I combined 2 cookie recipes with some success. They were nice and chewy, but rather thin. I was sad and first...until I realized that they would be ideal for ice cream sandwiches!



Snowball cookies. With ground toasted pecans, butter, lots of butter and lemon zest. Because I luv lemon zest and powdered sugar.



Chicken with marsala, mascarpone and dijon. Topped with chopped arugula and lemon zest. This chicken attempt was a near disaster. It was originally supposed to be chicken marsala with mushrooms...and it looked so pretty on other blog pages. But mine turned out flat. I tasted chicken, marsala and mushrooms all separately. Weird. The recipe called for a few pats of butter to finish the sauce...but my chicken was beyond the help of butter. But...I happened to have some mascarpone cheese (talk about buttery) and some dijon to cut through the richness. And my chicken was saved. I just ate this with rice, but I think it would be pretty fab with some pasta.



Hamburger string beans. Plantation food. I think Eileen (Mommy) would approve. Ok, well, she wouldn't like that I didn't cut the string beans on a bias...and the eensy bit of curry powder I added...but otherwise authentic.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Churro Confusion

And I was at a Mexican restaurant, too.

Earlier this week, I was out with Juliet, my favorite ex-roomie. For some reason when Jeannie, Juliet and I get together, it always seems to be at a Mexican restaurant. So, staying true to form, we met up at Taco Rosa.

We started off with drinks.



I had the sangria...which I didn't know was not a single serving. But I was glad it wasn't.

We ate the usual tacos and whatever...Jeannie asked what "mole" was...he didn't know what mole (as in the rodent) sauce was.

While perusing the dinner options, I spied these tasty churros y chocolate in the dessert section, and so you can guess what I ordered for dessert. But, I wanted to make sure they were plain churros and not the filled kind. So I asked.

me: "Hey, are these churros the plain kind...or are they the cream-filled kind?"
dude: "Umm...plain? I think they have cinnamon and sugar..."
me: "okkk..."
dude: "Yeah, you know cinnamon, sugar and bread."

Bread? Ok seriously? First, mole (as in the rodent) and now this churro lesson? I tried really hard not to laugh. Well, not that hard I guess, because I laughed anyway.

Long story short, the churros were plain...or with cinnamon, sugar and bread. Quite possibly the best "bread" I've had all week.



Cinnamon, sugar and bread reminds me of a certain cinnamon roll failure...but on to other thoughts.

Like...maple snickerdoodles!



Maple syrup in cookies?? Heck yeah. These cookies were nice and chewy and a quick roll in sugar gave it good texture. I added toasted pecans to this recipe...and I think you should, too! And if you like a more pronounced maple flavor, which I think I do, add another tablespoon of the stuff and maybe scale back a tiny bit on the sugar. I think some orange zest might also be an interesting addition.

Maple Snickerdoodles

2 cups AP flour
1 1/2 tsp baking powder
1/4 tsp baking soda
1 1/2 tsp ground cinnamon
1/4 tsp salt
1/2 cup unsalted butter, softened
1 cup granulated sugar
3 tablespoons real maple syrup
1 egg
3/4 cup toasted pecans, chopped fine (I toast mine in a 375-degree oven for 10 mins)

1. Preheat the oven to 350-degrees.
2. In a bowl, combine flour, salt, baking powder, baking soda and cinnamon.
3. In a larger bowl, cream the butter and 1 cup sugar together until pale and fluffy. (I'd say at least 3 mins). Add in the maple syrup and egg. Mix to combine.
4. Add the dry ingredients. Mix to combine.
5. Fold in pecans with spatula or wooden spoon.
6. Roll dough into 1-inch balls...or if you have a scooper, that is always welcome. Roll each ball in granulated sugar.
7. Arrange on cookie sheet...2 inches apart.
8. Press down slightly with an off-set spatula. Just slightly.
9. Bake until tops are crackly, about 13 minutes. Cool briefly on pan before transferring to cooling racks.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

My Little Pie

Finally!

Let's take a peek, shall we?



Ohhh. It's all in one piece, not leaking, nicely browned, not burned and so lovely. Sigh. I might need a minute.

You may have noticed that with all my cooking and baking, pies are absent. This is no mistake or coincidence. I luv pies. I luv their flakiness and endless filling possibilities. I luv how you can make single crust pies, double crust pies, lattice-top pies, tarts, quiche and turnovers.

But all I ever make are cakes, cupcakes and cookies. This is not to say that I've never made a pie. Because I have. But they're just always a fiasco that ends in disaster and then a trash can. The crust is usually my problem. And I've tried em all. Shortening. All butter. Cutting with a pastry cutter, flaking with your finger tips and whirring in a food processor. All disastrous.

But with all this yummy summery fruit, I've just been dying to make a pie...again. As I was perusing my food blogs today, I came across a take on Alice Waters's apricot galette...but with nectarines. And then I remembered the pluots I had in the fridge, and well, I was off to make a galette at 9:15PM.



Pre-oven. I took this picture in the event that this turned out to be another pie disaster.

Galettes are one of my favorite iterations of pie because it involves fruit and it's free form. (I fail at crust crimping as well.) I like their rustic look...and...that they can be made on a pizza stone. I'm sure you've just about had it with me and this 15 lb stone, but let me tell you something: this stone evenly browned and crisped my crust. My hero.

Seeing as how this is my first pie success, I've decided to post the recipe below.

Pluot Galette
(variation on Alice Waters's Apricot Galette)

Crust:

1 cup AP flour
1/2 Tbsp sugar
pinch of salt
6 Tbsp. cold butter, cubed
4 Tbsp ice water

Combine the flour, sugar and salt. Cut in the cold butter with a pastry cutter until the mixture resembles coarse corn meal. You'll have a variation of butter chunkies. I like the asymmetry...as if it adds to flakiness and texture. Slowly drizzle in the ice water and mix with a rubber spatula. Form into a ball. If the dough seems dry, and more ice water very slowly and by the 1/2 Tbsp. Flatten into a disc and chill for 3o mins.

On a lightly floured surface, roll the dough into a 12-14 inch round. Be sure to turn the dough 90-degress to ensure even rolling. Chill for another 30 mins.

Pluot filling:

1 lb pluots, skin on and cut into wedges
2 Tbsp. ground almonds + 1 tsp. sugar
4 Tbsp. sugar, divided (or more, depending on your fruit)
1 Tbsp. AP flour
1 Tbsp. unsalted butter, melted
handful sliced, toasted almonds (for sprinkling), optional

Preheat the oven to 400-degrees. Place a pizza stone in the lower third of your oven. What? Still no pizza stone? After all I've said about it? Well, if no pizza stone is available, I would place a cookie sheet upside down in the oven instead.

Toss the ground almonds and 1 Tbsp. + 1 tsp. sugar with the flour. Retrieve your pre-rolled dough from the fridge and lay on a cookie sheet lined with parchment. Sprinkle the almond/flour/sugar mixture over the dough, leaving a 1.5-2" border. Cut the pluots into wedges, and arrange skin side down in the dough so that fruit wedges are nice and snuggly. A concentric circle pattern is recommended, but it's your galette. Just make sure you leave the border pluot-less. Sprinkle the fruit with 2 Tbsp. (or more...depending on the sweetness of your fruit and how sweet you like your galette).

Now for the folding and crimping. Fold over the bare dough onto the fruit, making little dough dimples as you go. Brush with the melted butter and sprinkle with the remaining 2 Tbsp. of sugar. I think I just used a heaping tablespoon.

Place your galette (that you made on the cookie sheet for easy clean up) on your pizza stone...or ahem...the upside down cookie sheet in the oven. By now, your inverted cookie sheet should be nice and hot. Bake for 45-50 minutes until the crust is golden brown and delicious and the fruit is bubbly.

If topping with toasted almonds, lay them in a single layer and toast in the last 15 minutes of baking. It may take longer...but you want the almonds to take on a fabulous dark brown color. Monitor them closely! Fabulous dark brown turns to inedible burned mess in a matter of seconds!

Remove from oven and cool on the cookie sheet for a few minutes. Very carefully use a large spatula to transfer your galette to cooling racks. This will ensure a crispy crust. Top with the almonds and cool for 20 minutes.

Enjoy!