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Summer Suppers: Tropical Scallop Tacos

I love cooking, and I generally prefer my own food to anyone else’s, but once in a while, I make something so delicious that it surprises me. I got the idea for these tacos on a Sunday afternoon and made them for a friend for dinner. Then I made them again for my Mama and my sister for lunch on Monday. It’s that good.

It’s also easy to make, although their is a bit of knife work involved.

Tropical Scallop Tacos

 

    • 1 1/2 cups pineapple, diced
    • 1 red bell pepper, diced
    • 1 yellow bell pepper, diced
    • 1 orange bell pepper, diced
    • 2 avocados, peeled, pitted and diced
    • 1 small red onion, diced
    • 1 jalapeño, diced finely
    • 1 pint grape tomatoes, halved
    • 1 lime
    • salt to taste
    • 1 pound sea scallops, thawed
    • balsamic vinegar glaze
    • fresh whole wheat tortillas

Directions

  • Coat a non-stick pan with cooking spray and heat over a medium high flame until sizzling. Dry each scallops well with a paper towel, sprinkle lightly with salt and add to the pan. Sear on each side being careful not to overcook. Remove to a fresh paper towel.

  •  Combine the pineapple and all the vegetables in a large bowl. Add the juice of one lime and salt. Stir gently until everything is just combined.

  • Dice the scallops in to large pieces. Assemble the tacos and sauce with balsamic reduction.

This is also crazy delicious served as a salad, tossed with lettuce and napa cabbage..

The Beach is Back

I am happy to report that after 4 blissful days at the beach I am back and feeling great.  There really is something very healing about the ocean; just listening to the waves and feeling the sea breeze does something to your soul.

This year was my favorite beach trip.  Two of our lovely friends brought their new babies with them (both were born in December) and it was by far the most relaxing, stress – free and fun trip we’ve had. The babies were wonderful and I thoroughly enjoyed taking pictures of them discovering the beach and enjoying some time with their mamas.

There was so much good food that I may have put on a pound (or 5).  I brought homemade peach salsa, my friend Gabi brought a delightful Argentinian fruit spread that we ate slathered in large amounts on good hard cheese.  There was plentiful fruit and summer sausage brought by Jessie.

Of course we all splurged at the restaurants as well.

But the one thing I will really remember from this trip was the Stand Up Paddle Boarding that Diana, Jessie, Margie and I tried.  It was something that was a little bit outside my comfort zone, but I didn’t want to miss out.  I am SO glad I did it.  It was much easier than I feared and we had a blast.I wish I had pictures to show you, but I couldn’t bring my camera.

Little Liam was my seat buddy on the ride out and back.  He giggled and cooed and was a total angel both times.

Teddy was very much into exploring the sand.  And is so obviously in love with his mother it made my ovaries hurt.

Rainbow!  Fortunately the rain didn’t affect us too much – it was brief, and gave us a glorious rainbow.  UNfortunately, due to the cloudiness we were unable to see the perseids meteor shower.

The best beach crew you could hope for.

I’ve linked above to the company we used for the paddle boarding.  If you are ever in Virginia Beach, give them a try.  They were reasonably priced and a ton of fun.


Tagged: food, Trips

On My Mind: Scandinavia

Maybe it’s just the deadly-hot weather of dried-up August, but I’ve been dreaming of a northern summer.

© 2008–2011 Nina Egli and Family Affairs

I’ve had my eye on the Swedish Summer dress since the Family Affairs Spring/Summer 2012 collection debuted back in March. For me, though, the really alluring part isn’t so much the dress as it is the description:

…you have been making blueberry jam all day in your summer cottage in the middle of the Swedish woods, it’s a full moon tonight and you are going for a skinny dip later…

I mean, of course you are.

photo © Hilda Grahnat

What’s more, the wonderfully talented photographer Hilda Grahnat just posted photos of her post-blueberry picking dip from a few weeks ago. It really is what a Swedish summer is made of!

Photo via Fantastic Frank

On the non-summer side of things, I’ve fallen pretty hard for the Pia Wallén Crux Blanket, which is unfortunately a) very expensive and b) now only available in cotton flannel (instead of WOOL, like God intended). At least I know I’m in very good company– and I feel like someone I know (I guess it’s Susan?) often says that the cross on the Swiss flag is the greatest piece of design that exists.

Anyway, I have it in mind to make a quilt version– I guess out of the different greys of old men’s suits, like the quilt that hangs in my parents’ downstairs hallway. It looks like Celine has already made a beautiful Crux Quilt– plus, hers features a grey ombré background– so I know it definitely can be done!

I don’t know if the next step is to go spend $50 on a pile of old suit jackets and start cutting squares, or if it’s to find a similar quilt pattern and modify it. If anyone knows anything about quilting, I’d appreciate hearing it.

It’s old news, I know, but this article from the New York Times about Minneapolis’ Bachelor Farmer also has me wishing I lived somewhere colder (or, at the very least, near a restaurant inspired by the New Nordic Cuisine). Just, listen to Noma’s Claus Meyer:

We have got Mosc ox, reindeer, juice turnip from the arctic area, king crab, slow growing Limefiord oysters, Greenlandic ice water flounder, grouse – the one bird in the world than in the most intimate way communicates the flavours of its territory, ancient local cow, pork and lamb varieties, more than 50 species of wild berries from the forests; broke berries, cloudberries, artic bramble, cowberries… Berries that have only been sampled and tasted by few people outside the Nordic region.
And, this, because it seems to be straight out of Babette’s Feast, and I thought that things in Denmark had maybe changed since Dinesen wrote:
The unambitious home market demand was mainly the result of a 300 year long evil partnership formed by ascetic doctors and puritan priest. In together they have led an antihedonistic crusade against the pleasure giving qualities of food and against sensuality as such. The idea of organizing beautiful meals with great food has been considered a sin. The philosophy they so successfully communicated was that if you just ate something of inferior taste and did it in a hurry instead of enjoying too much you would get a long healthy life and end up in heaven.
And, ugh, now I want this book, too.
As such, we planted a row of rutabagas– which word, you know, means root ram (ram, as in male sheep. No idea why that’s the word.) in Swedish– last Wednesday.

Shakshouka!

Earlier this week, Zac and I found ourselves at the end of the day without any plan for dinner– we’d spent the day building a greenhouse table (him) and getting the vegetable beds ready for fall planting (me). We were starving, and getting grouchier by the minute (I’m particularly guilty of that one). Reader, it was a moment that called for convenience food.

There’s no food more convenient than an egg, except maybe a jar of home-canned tomato sauce. Luckily, we have both in great supply here at the farm.

I’d been repeatedly running across recipes for shakshouka, the North African breakfast dish of eggs poached in tomato and pepper sauce. I showed the recipe to Zac– it’s from Yotam Ottolenghi’s wonderful cookbook Plenty– and he told me he could adapt it to work with canned tomato sauce.

Here’s what you do.

Start by toasting off the cumin seeds in dry pan. This will really build the base flavor for the entire dish.

Leave the onion and pepper sliced large because they will cook for a long time and you want them to hold their shape. I also like to leave the spicy peppers in large pieces so that the whole dish does not become too spicy but there are still burst of spicy flavor.

Now cook both types of peppers and the onions in the pan with the cumin.

Add all of the spices and the sugar to coat the cooked pepper and onions. This helps to spread the flavor and make sure they are well incorporated.

Once the spices fully coat the peppers and onions add the tomato sauce and cook slowly. Do not add eggs until the sauce doubles in thickness.

Make little nests in the sauce to hold each egg. This helps the eggs to better poach in the sauce.

Once the eggs are set, serve with some crusty or flat bread. The dish makes a great hearty breakfast or a quick solution for dinner.

Ingredients

3 bell peppers
2 small red onions
4 jalepeño peppers
1 teaspoon whole cumin seeds
1 small bunch basil, minced
4 sprigs fresh thyme, minced
1 teaspoon garlic powder
1 teaspoon crushed red pepper
1 tablespoon brown sugar
1 teaspoon pepper
1 tablespoon salt
2 cups plan tomato sauce
4 eggs

Recipe:

Start by toasting the cumin seeds in a dry medium sized skillet. Once the seeds start to brown and become very aromatic add large julienned onion and bell peppers. Cook on a medium low heat until the onions become translucent and the peppers begin to brown. At this point add all of the remaining dry spices, thyme, and basil. Combine until the spices cover the peppers are onions. At this point add the brown sugar stir to combine and then quickly add the tomato sauce to prevent the sugar from burning. Now reduce the pan to a low simmer and cook until the sauce becomes at least twice as thick. Once thickened remove from heat and create 4 small nests in the onions and peppers that will hold the eggs. Add each egg quickly so that they will cook at the same speed. Return the skillet to a low heat and cook for 10-12 minutes slowly simmering. Once the eggs are cooked but still runny (you can cook the eggs all they way through if you prefer) remove from heat and serve with crusty bread.

Iced Coffee, Susan’s Way

I have never been a coffee fan. Even in college, when I needed to stay up all night studying, I just couldn’t force myself to swallow more than a tiny mouthful before tossing the rest and switching back to Coke.

I have always liked the iced coffee sold at coffee houses though, so I did a little investigating and found out that the difference is that iced coffee is cold brewed, which means it’s much, much less acidic than regular brewed coffee.

Enter the Toddy System, a cold brewed coffee maker that we use all the time at the farm. I’m not exaggerating when I tell you that nearly everyone who comes to the farm and tries our cold brewed coffee ends up ordering one when they return home.  Even people who like their coffee hot prefer to cold brew it and then heat it by the cup in the microwave.

Although I find the cold brewed coffee much less intense, I still cut mine with a whole lot of milk. Sort of cafe’ con leche but with more leche than cafe’. (When Carrie and I were in Paris a few months ago, I ordered my coffee by saying “Cafe au lait au lait au lait.” which got a lot of laughs from the French baristas.)

After a couple of years of making my coffee this way and playing around with the proportions, I have finally settled on my own perfect recipe. Here’s my method:

Make on carafe of cold brewed coffee following the manufactures instructors, but adding 1 /2 teaspoon of ground cinnamon, and 1/4 teaspoon each of ground cardamom and ground cloves to the ground coffee before adding the water.

When the coffee has finished brewing, pour the coffee concentrate into two ice cube trays and freeze overnight.

To make a glass of iced coffee, add 6 ounces of skim milk to a glass and top with a splash of cream. Stir in sugar to taste (I use around half a teaspoon per glass.) Add three or four coffee ice cubes. The lightly spiced coffee will melt into the milk, giving each sip a slightly different mx of flavors.

Cheese Camp was Great!

This weekend we had a full house of enthusiastic guests who were here for our JMF cheese camp. Everyone who came got to learn about the cheese making process, from feeding and milking our goats to waxing off a fine piece of homemade cheddar.

We made a lot of cheese, including paneer, several kinds of chevre, yogurt, fresh mozzarella (in every size and shape you can think of), and goat’s milk cheddar. The best part is that everyone got to bring their creations home!

 Another great aspect of cheesemaking camp was that everyone got a chance to bond with our fantastic dairy goats. Once you milk a goat twice a day for three days you begin to build a relationship. As a final group photo everyone wanted to make sure that the dairy goats (the secret stars of the whole camp ) were included.

Thank you so much cheese campers for being a fun and exciting group! We had a such a good time and everyone built friendships that will continue well beyond the confines of cheese camp. We hope that you will continue to make cheese and inspire others around you!

And to all of who could not join us this time around, we hope to see you at a future JMF camp.

New Flash: It’s too hot to cook!

This is our favorite no cook, no effort tomato sauce.

Basil, ripe tomatoes and garlic.

If we had had a red onion I would have thrown that in too, but it’s still delicious without it.

Chop everything and put it in a bowl.

Add salt, red pepper flakes and a few glugs of olive oil. Give it a good stir and let sit on the counter, covered, for a few hours. Serve over pasta in front on the air conditioner.

Finis.

In Which I Wax Rhapsodic About English Muffins

English muffins.

When I was growing up I loved Thomas’ English muffins.  Toasted, slathered in butter & jam they were pretty close to the perfect food.

In a more savory application my mother used to make what we called “pizza burgers” : toasted muffins with pizza sauce, mozzarella cheese and pepperoni, broiled to bubbly deliciousness.  And don’t even get me started on those sinful Egg McMuffins.

Unfortunately as I got older my digestive tolerance of english muffins became problematic.  I don’t really know the hows or whys of it, but they became one of those foods that I began avoiding because they caused me heartburn.  Every. Single. Time.

I know.  Heartbreaking.

It took me awhile, then, to hop on the “homemade English Muffins” bandwagon.  I’d been seeing the rings used to make them advertised on the King Arthur Flour website, along with the recipe to make them.  There were rave reviews.  But I hesitated.

It was Emily that convinced me to take the leap.  She has been loving my pain de mie and homemade jams for breakfast, and gets awfully cranky when there is no bread.  In an effort to come up with an alternative I decided she’d probably love the muffins.

I ordered the rings and got to it ($11 for a set of 8 – not a bad deal!).  And you know what?  They were a snap to make.

I used the King Arthur Flour recipe since it seemed to be the simplest.  They also have a honey – wheat variation that you KNOW I’ll be trying.

These come out big and thick and lovely.

I had planned on making them to put aside for breakfasts, but while they were cooking I realized I had the makings of dinner: eggs, ham, cheese.

When I cut open the first one and knew I had success, I assembled the fried egg, ham, and melted cheese sandwiches for a tasty dinner.

They were far better than any fast food sandwich you can get.  Dinner was accompanied by pleasant moans of happiness from my children: and that’s quite a feat, let me tell you.

The best news?  No heartburn.  The true test will be when I have one with butter & jam, but I am feeling optimistic.


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Lessons I’ve Learned from Growing Corn

About a week ago, I tasted one of the most wonderful delights of summer. From our county’s Farmer’s Market, Susan had brought home a half-dozen ears of picked-this-morning corn. They were cooked as simply as possible: grilled, with butter, salt, and pepper. These ears were so deliciously sweet that, I swear, instead of corn, I tasted coconut, and toasted hazelnuts. These ears of corn were outrageous in their perfection, and I was happy, because I knew that our homegrown corn would be ripening soon, and that we’d enjoy days and days of the same delights.

However, there’s something I didn’t realize.

The variety of corn that I had tasted, despite being sold at the Farmer’s Market, was undoubtedly one of the modern-day super-sweet hybrids (not the hybrid feed-corn variety maligned in The Omnivore’s Dilemma, but just as guilty, I suspect, of being genetically tampered-with). The variety that we grew this year, Golden Bantam, is an heirloom variety, suited for those who a) want to avoid GMOs and b) are tired of super-sweet corn, and just want that “real corn” flavor.

As someone who grew up on super-sweet corn– actually, on microwaved packets of Green Giant Extra-Sweet Niblets in Cream Sauce– the taste of real corn was a bit of a shock. I was disappointed in myself when I found that I didn’t like it as much.

The real disappointment came, however, in how the corn looked:

Those empty kernels are places were the corn wasn’t pollinated. A bit of corn pollen has to fall on ever tip of every strand of cornsilk– since every strand of cornsilk leads back down to a developing kernel– in order for the corn to fill out properly. They advise that you plant your corn in blocks, not rows, so that the pollen has a better overall chance of landing on the silk. “At the very least,” they advise, “plant your rows of corn 3 plants deep,” which is what I did, thinking that that would be enough.

There are definitely good-looking ears of corn out in the garden, but they’re not the golden and paradisaical crowning glories that I had been imagining.

It’s disappointing (and embarrassing? But I figured I ought to go ahead and tell my story.). I’ve definitely learned a few lessons about how to plant corn (in blocks!), and a very obvious lesson about which varieties of corn to plant (the kind you want to eat, not the kind you think you ought to grow).

I threw the ears out as a rare treat to Charley & Churchill, who, having no prior experience with corn or built-up expectations, chowed down with a pure and piggy joy.

Garden Goodies