Showing posts with label lemon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lemon. Show all posts

Sunday, September 18, 2011

"Tour de Winnipeg"

Just a couple of weeks before The Big Day, I had a lovely visit from my dear friend Andrea and her hubs, Colin.  They were on their own blog-worthy journey: a cross-country move from B.C. back to Ontario, visiting friends along the way.  I was lucky enough to be one of them!  So, I acted as a "Winnipeg Ambassador" and took the lovely couple to the Forks after a delicious meal.

On the pedestrian bridge at the Forks.
Since Andrea and Colin were here for just one night only, I wanted to showcase as much of the culinary diversity of the city as I could.  So, I devised the following menu:
And here's how I pulled it off!



Getting ingredients ready for the pickerel almondine...
Look at those gorgeous filets, thanks to the Gimli Fish Market.  I could link to the recipe, but it was pretty simple: I put the filet on top of a "bed" of sliced red onions and lemon wheels.  Top with paprika, thyme, salt, pepper, green onion, basil, slivered almonds, and dot with butter.  Wrap and bake.
The appetizer: kubasa, pickels, bison burgers, and Bothwell cheese.  Mmm.  I put a hoisin sauce glaze on the burgers as a nod towards Chinatown down on King street.  Colin seemed to really like it!!
Finished fish!  Loosely based on this recipe.  For all you Americans, yes, pickerel = walleye.
Asparagus with goma (sesame) dressing.  I fell in love with this after Deb introduced me to maguro goma-ae, a tuna and avocado salad at her favourite sushi place, Naru.  I found a recipe for it here, and used it to symbolize all the Japanese restaurants in the city (even if they're mostly owned and operated by lovely Koreans...)
Red velvet cupcakes.  What more can I say.  You're all familiar with my recipe, but I made them mini this time.  Portion control!!
Cinnamon buns from Stellas.  Calm down... yes, I know they're not from Tall Grass Prairie.  But honestly, I was at Stella'a already buying some focaccia to represent Little Italy on Corydon, so I just picked them up there.  They were QUITE delish.
Overall, I must say, I was rather pleased with the whole event.  Andrea and Colin are so sweet that they sent me some Irish breakfast tea as a thank you for hosting them (Andrea is an incredibly thoughtful person and also likes to send gifts by mail frequently.  I most recently got this awesome Ravenclaw laptop case from her!!  Isn't she fantastic??)

I always love when people come to visit and see this life I've built for myself out here in the Prairies.  It reminds me that, even though my friends might USUALLY be far away, they're still willing to take the time and see what I'm up to.  It was so much fun having this fantastic couple over... and set the stage for me to develop a "five-point Winnipeg tour" for my parents when they visited!  There was lots of good food involved there, too, including a trip to Fude in the Village... but I digress.

Wondering what the best way might be to tackle the quintessential Manitoba beet,
-Honeybee

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Spring is springing...

...but I'm not convinced that it's fully sprung.  The avid patio-goers in Winnipeg would disagree with me, but they're wearing shorts and tshirts, so I call their sanity into question.

The lovely Kimmi, enjoying "spring" in Winnipeg.  This was in late April, people.
Talking about the weather in the 'Peg seems more like a form of ancient prisoner torture.  One day it's gorgeous, and you're out in a tank top and capris... the next day you're shivering in pants and a long jacket.  I had been warned about the possibility of early spring snows, but was a little shocked to wake up on May 1st to a repeat winter wonderland.  It snowed again around the 12th or so, I believe, but didn't stick.  Currently, we're experiencing cold, cloudy, rainy weather that brings to mind March in Ontario... not May (almost June!).


Regardless, in spring, this young girl's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of food.  I do feel a significant amount of regret over having missed fiddlehead season this year (I tried them for the first time in Winnipeg last year, and loved them!)  I have, however, come across a couple of nice spring-ish recipes that put me in the mood for blooming flowers and strolls in Assiniboine Park (y'know, after the floods recede).  Here's one I made not too long ago: Lemon dill smoked salmon pasta.


I don't know what it is about smoked salmon that reminds me of spring... maybe it's the spring/summer research projects I would do on salmon DNA?  Probably not.  Regardless, this is a nice, quick, easy and light pasta (G.I. friendly!) with fresh flavours.  I used bbq smoked salmon (not lox), since it's cheaper but just as tasty; either one would work.

Lemon Dill Linguine with Smoked Salmon
Adapted from The G.I. Diet Cookbook by Rick Gallop

Makes 4 servings

    •    1 serving whole wheat linguine
    •    1/8 cup extra virgin olive oil
    •    1/2 tsp pepper
    •    1/8 cup sprigs dill
    •    1/4 cup lemon juice
    •    1 tbsp lemon peel, grate
    •    2 large scallion
    •    1 1/2 cups whole snow peas
    •    6 oz smoked chum salmon (you can substitute lox or gravlax if you want)
  1. In large bowl, whisk together lemon juice, oil, lemon zest, and pepper.
  2. In large pot of boiling water, cook linguine for 5-7 minutes. Add peas and continue to cook for another 3 mintues until pasta is al dente.
  3. Drain pasta and peas and add to bowl with lemon mixture. Add salmon, green onions, and dill; toss to combine.

 Enjoy.  I'm off to dig my winter coat out of the closet to go to an outdoor concert tonight.  Maybe I should grab my mitts while I'm at it.

Hoping she'll be able to break the margaritas out and sip by the pool soon,
-Honeybee

Sunday, February 13, 2011

B-day Cake Crazy

I love cake.  There's no getting around it.  There are only very few cakes I've met that I haven't liked, and it takes a very messed-up cake to garner my scorn (think: dry, tough, tasteless).

This cake was not scorn-worthy.
Given that I love baking cake almost as much as eating it, I offered to make a custom creation for my coworker Sherri's twentysomething birthday (I got your back, Sher... I won't spill the beans here!)  Sherri, like me, loves pretty much any cake, which gave me carte blanche for creation.  I sent her a little quiz, however, to see what flavours she prefers and what I could play around with.  I believe the quiz was as follows:
  1. What's your favourite citrus flavour?  Answer: lemon
  2. What's your favourite berry? Answer: raspberry
  3. What's your favourite non-berry-or-citrus fruit?  Answer: peaches and mangoes (I think... I can't quite recall all answers now)
  4. Favourite nut? Answer: not really a huge nut fan overall
  5. Favourite chocolate type (i.e. dark, milk, white, etc)?  Answer: any!!
  6. Favourite type of icing (i.e. buttercream, fondant, fluffy)?  Answer: cream cheese
  7. Favourite cake flavour overall (i.e. red velvet, chocolate, white, spice)? Answer: carrot cake
Sherri had fun with the quiz, which I'm thinking I'll use for other upcoming 'Pegger birthday girls and boys.  Now, obviously, I wasn't about to make a cake that incorporated ALL of these flavours... that might be tricky (and gross).  Instead, I picked up on lemon and raspberry, partly because I'd been craving the combo myself, and partly because something light and fruity like that was a nice change from the cold wintry weather.

Recipe book, along with citrus inspiration!
As with most of my baking endeavors, my coworkers are my guinea pigs (or lab rats?  Whichever).  Having never attempted it before, I decided to make Anna Olson's Lemon Mousse Cake, modified with some raspberry jam in the middle layer.  The end product?  Gorgeous and delicious.  The journey to get there?  Perilous, at best.  I shall let the pictures do the talking.

There's a significant amount of lemon zest in this cake.  Couldn't help but take a shot of my  citrus, elevated to the level of art by my new zester (courtesy of my cousin Adam at Christmas).  I love the long, criss-crossed pattern it makes!  It also makes great long strips for garnishing... more on that later.

The genoise sponge cake, made to specs per Anna's recipe.  I've made genoise before- light and spongy without being dry.  This did not disappoint.  The idea was to trim about an inch all the way around the perimeter of the cake (which made tasty tidbits for snacking), then slice the cake into two layers.  Then, using a ring mould (or the ring from a springform pan, which you see here), pour a homemade lemon mousse over the whole shebang, surrounding the layers in light but firmly set airy "frosting" with a perfect clean edge.

Uhhhhhm... oops.  The best laid plans oft go awry.  I didn't thoroughly clean the beaters on my electric mixer between whipping up the cream and the eggs, which resulted in less-than-inflated eggs and a runny mousse.  Add to that the ability of the mouse to leak under the ring mould that I'd set on top of the serving platter.  Crap.  What a mess....
Aaaand the floor.  I was so frantic (wanting to ensure I had enough time to make a second batch of mousse and let the whole thing set up), that I actually left this splatter in place for a good couple of hours.  Figgy did not object at all... though I'm sure my veterinarian sister Ni would faint over my kitties licking up heavy cream and raw egg.  Ah well, it's not like I'm going to REPEAT this performance.
Second (and successful) batch of mousse in place.  I made swirly patterns with dollops of PC blue menu raspberry jam, and a chopstick.  I was shocked at how nice the raspberries looked mid-January!
Part of the second-time-around solution: instead of just resting the springform ring around the cake on the serving platter, as Anna suggests, I actually put the cake back in the fully assembled pan.  The paper towels are there because of a known leak in one spot of this particular pan.  Luckily it stemmed the flow of mouse appropriately, and no further massive mousse messes were made that day.  Huzzah!
And now, Honeybee's destroyed kitchen!! No real worries, though... this was tidied up pretty quickly.  It just LOOKS bad.

AND IT WAS TOTALLY WORTH THE EFFORT.  Behold, the gorgeous, garnished finished product.

Look at those lovely lemon peel curls!  Plus a few mint leaves, for good measure.
At the fête, with the lovely Scarlett, Sher, Lindsay, and Honeybee.  Sher was quite pleased with the end product!!
Cross-section.  See the nice layer of raspberry jam in there?  Added a very nice touch, if I do say so myself.  My criticism of the overall end product?  I would've liked the recipe to make more mousse, to ensure a sufficient "top layer" at least equal to the thickness of the "side layer".  The next time I make this sucker, I'll be making 1.5 times the mousse.  Leftovers are better than not enough!!
Before I go, since I'm already on the topic of birthday cakes, I want to share MY 26th birthday cake with you.  I know I've written before about my Aunt Lisa's tradition of making me my very own cake, in spite of all the other goodies/dainties that are served on Christmas Eve.  I never know what I'm getting any given year, however it's a VERY safe bet to assume it'll be chocolatey as sin.  Drumroll please, for the 2010 cake:

Behold!  A chocolate caramel sea salt masterpiece!  And yes, the jig is up.  My name is Melissa.  Greek for Honeybee.  I couldn't bear the thought of blurring out that awesome icing job for the sake of anonymity.  And I love the little snowflake sprinkles... they match the beautiful pendant that Hubs got me for Christmas!

Not the most flattering of action shots, but that's life in motion for ya!  Blowing out the candles in my Nonna's dining room, surrounded by Ellie, Johnny Cash (I mean, my brother-in-law), Ni, Daniel, Sar, and Adam (the zester cousin!)  The taste of this cake was so worth all that effort to blow out those candles!  Plus check out all those other goodies... this is why I gained ten pounds over the holidays!  Ah well, you only live once.
I'm most definitely looking forward to future birthday cake requests.  I've already got three in mind:
  • Irene has requested something with caramel (perhaps I'll ask Aunt Lisa for my cake's recipe? Or I'll play around with dulce de leche, we'll see).  Irene, if you happen to stumble across this, tell me again what your birthdate is so I can schedule my scheming!
  • Shannon requested something super-chocolatey (I'm thinking my aptly-named Super Chocolatey Cake, but perhaps with a ganache frosting instead of Betty Crocker.  There's a reason my London girlfriends call this one "sex on a plate")
  • Hubs was very intrigued by the Tia Maria torte I enjoyed last night at Baked Expectations with my new buddy Deb... and I'm just as intrigued about recreating it.  Challenge accepted!
As much as I love baking, I'll only put on more weight if I hoard the results to myself (no matter how tasty they are!)  I'm so looking forward to honing my skills and having the result be enjoyed by friends and family.  I'm also looking forward to spending more time in Bulk Barn... I've never fully appreciated what a haven that place is for cake decorators!

Thinking I need to look into a formal cake decoration class, perhaps in the fall after boards and wedding are safely behind me,
-Honeybee

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Veggie Voyage: Orzotto and Vegetable Crumble

I’ve long admired the restraint of the vegetarian set.  In a North American culture so deeply rooted in “meat and potatoes”, I find it amazing that vegetarianism (nevermind veganism!) has survived and flourished.  It’s truly impressive how creative and delicious vegetarian recipes can be.  For whatever reason (Lack of time?  Lack of money?) I’ve found myself cooking more meatless dishes lately.  A few gems stood out in particular, so I thought I’d share.


First up: Orzotto.  No doubt you’ve heard of its rice counterpart, risotto... it seems pretty ubiquitous on restaurant menus at this point (though frequently made by cheating and adding cream… tsk tsk).  You might’ve picked up that I’m a bit of a risotto snob (I prefer the term “purist”, myself).  So, I was incredibly skeptical about this recipe for leek and lemon barley risotto.  First problem?  Barley.  I think my only prior exposure to barley had been beef and barley soup, complete with boiled-to-death vegetables and tinned broth (let me be clear: this was NOT one of dear mom’s offerings).  I was, to say the least, hesitant about inviting this grain into my dish.  It is, however, dirt cheap from the bulk bin, so at least any financial losses would be minimal if the dish tanked.


The dish did not tank.  Instead of laboring over the ladling of stock for the next 45 minutes, I could walk away, fold my laundry, and play with the cats as this super-simple dish bubbled away, perfuming the apartment with its onion and lemony scents.  Finish it off with some more lemon and some pecorino romano, and you’ve got yourself dinner.  To paraphrase Nonna, “I will do again”.

Leek, Lemon and Pea Orzotto
Adapted from "The G.I. Diet Clinic" by Rick Gallop
Makes 4 to 6 servings (main versus side dish)
  • 1 Tbsp extra-virgin olive oil
  • 1/2 cup chopped leek (white and light green parts only)
  • 2 cloves garlic, minced
  • 1/2 tsp thyme (fresh if you've got it)
  • 1 cup barley
  • 1/4 cup dry white wine or vermouth
  • 3 cups vegetable stock (low fat, low sodium) plus 1/2 cup more if needed (you can use chicken stock for a non-veggie option)
  • 1 cup fresh or thawed frozen peas
  • Zest and juice of 1 medium lemon
  • 2 Tbsp grated Parmesan cheese
  • 1/4 tsp each salt and freshly ground pepper
  1. In saucepan, heat oil over medium-high heat; cook leek, garlic, and thyme, stirring, for 3 minutes or until softened.  Stir in barley until well coated.
  2. Add wine and stir until absorbed. Add stock and bring to boil.  Cover and reduce heat to low; simmer, stirring occasionally (yay!) for 40 to 45 minutes or until barley is tender.  If necessary, stir in a little more stock or hot water near the end of cooking time to maintain a creamy consistency.  
  3. Stir in peas, lemon zest and juice, and Parmesan cheese; season with salt and pepper.
Step 4: After decorating prettily and taking pictures, scarf down.
 Next up is vegetable crumble.  Most people are acquainted with the dessert variety of crumble, with fruit on the bottom and sweet oatmeal-cinnamon-ish crumbly topping.  This is a much more savory application.  Instead of fruit, you’ve got a fantastic assortment of veg (though admittedly, some of these are technically fruit).  I’ve made this a couple of times, most notably for the vegetarian girlfriend of one of Hubs’ friends. 

Mmm.  Crumbly.
I’ve fiddled with the recipe a bit to suit my tastes.   I think I’ve previously confessed just how terrible an Italian I am: I’m not a fan of peppers, olives, or mushrooms.  I’m also not big on celery.  This dish calls for 75% of my no-thanks veg list.  Not a problem.  In place of the mushrooms, I use Chinese eggplant for its slightly spongy texture but lack of bitterness.  Sometimes, I do actually add pepper, since it softens nicely in the cooking and imparts a nice flavour.  Celery gets ignored entirely.  I can do without its mild licorice taste and impossible to chew fibers.  Grr.

Just look at all that veggie goodness!
Vegetable Crumble
 Adapted from "The G.I. Diet Clinic" by Rick Gallop
Serves 4-6 (again, main vs. side dish sizes)
  • 1 Tbsp extra-virgin olive oil
  • 1 cup sliced leeks (while and light green parts only)
  • 1 onion, chopped
  • 1 zucchini, cut into 1 inch pieces
  • 1 large carrot, cut into 1 inch pieces
  • 1 sweet potato, peeled and cut into 1 inch pieces
  • 1 Chinese eggplant, cut into 1 inch cubes and lightly salted
  • 1/2 red pepper, cut into 1/2 inch pieces
  • 1 Tbsp thyme (again, fresh if you've got it... you know how I kill herbs)
  • 1/4 cup whole wheat flour
  • 1 cup drained canned plum tomatoes, roughly chopped
  • 1 cup vegetable stock (low fat, low sodium)
  • 1/2 cup skim milk
  • 1/4 cup chopped fresh flat-leaf parsley (freeze-dried for me)
  • 1/2 tsp freshly ground pepper
For topping:
  • 1/4 cup non-hydrogenated soft margarine
  • 1/4 cup whole wheat flour
  • 1/4 cup wheat bran
  • 3/4 cup shredded low-fat cheddar cheese
  • 1/2 cup chopped almonds or other nuts
  • 2 Tbsp sesame seeds
  1. Preheat oven to 375ºF.
  2. In large saucepan, heat oil over medium-high heat.  Cook leeks and onions for 5 minutes or until softened.  Add zucchini, carrot, sweet potato, eggplant, red pepper, and thyme.  Cook, stirring often, for 10 minutes.  Stir in flour; cook for 1 minute.
  3. Stir in tomatoes, stock, milk, parsley, salt and pepper; bring to boil.  Reduce heat, cover and simmer for about 15 minutes or until vegetables are tender.
  4. For the topping, in bowl, combine margarine, flour, and bran.  Using your fingers, rub ingredients together until mixture is crumbly.  Stir in cheese, nuts and sesame seeds.
  5. Spoon vegetable mixture into 8-cup shallow baking dish (I used a 9x13 pan).  Sprinkle topping evenly over top.
  6. Bake for 30 minutes or until topping is crisp and golden and vegetable mixture is bubbling.

I do love that this can be a meal on its own, instead of just a side dish—that really is how I eat it.  The contrast from the nuts and seeds is nice.  I think I’ll make just one further addition- chickpeas- to up the protein in future versions (and keep me sated for longer).  Sure, you could probably add meat to it, but why?  All the vegetables (particularly the sweet potato) sort of come together in a delicious harmony of textures, colours and tastes.

Having been exposed to vegetarianism from a very young age via my dear godparents, I’ve always felt that I’m a little more open to veggie-friendly food.  I personally have failed multiple times at adopting the lifestyle (I think Ni and I lasted three days in our childhood home, putting margarine instead of meat sauce on our pasta).  Also, although Hubs’ consumption of vegetables is somewhat of a running family joke, I don’t think he’d be willing to give up chicken wings, baby back ribs, bacon, and burgers to pursue a plant-only diet with me.  Happily, though, he doesn’t seem to complain if I serve up meatless fare.  He usually just goes, “Hm.  There’s no meat in this.”  Then proceeds to continue shoveling food into his mouth.  Guess he’s got an open mind, too!

Hoping her loving aunt and godmother will share the recipe for her awesome hot artichoke casserole served on Christmas Eve,
 -Honeybee

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Lemony Long Weekend


Lemons are a fantastic fruit.  I don't think I'd drink so much water if it weren't for the addition of a wedge of this citrus to liven things up.  I've been keeping lots of them in the house for both my H2O and for impromptu hummus cravings... it was only a matter of time before the full-blown lemon lust hit.


I decided, over the Labour Day long weekend, to whip up a batch of my mother's famous Lemon Gems.  These are a huge family favourite, popular around Christmastime; a shortbread base infused with grated zest, and then an egg-based lemon curd on top.  They're so light and refreshing after the loads of heavy chocolate-and-nut based Christmas goodies, and they (blessedly) fall under the category of "baked goods that will NOT kill Ni", owing to their nutlessness.  But what makes them "famous"?  The reaction of a certain Windsor physician to these little treats.  I'll give you the recipe first, then the story!

Lemon Gems
From my fantastic mother (not sure where she got it, originally)

Makes one 9" x 13" slab

  • 2 and 1/3 cups unsifted all purpose flour                       
  • 2 cups sugar                                                                       
  • 1 tsp. grated lemon peel                                               
  • 1 cup softened butter (or margarine)
  • 4 eggs
  • ½ cup fresh lemon juice (so help me if you use that bottled ReaLemon stuff.  Buy yourself some fruit and squeeze it.  You need it for the zest anyway!!)
  • ½ tsp double acting baking powder
  1. Preheat oven to 350ºF.   
  2. In a medium bowl, combine 2 cups of the flour, ½ cup of the sugar and the lemon peel.  Cut butter in until mixture resembles coarse crumbs. Pat crumbs evenly in a 13x9 inch baking pan lined with buttered parchment paper.  Bake 20 to 25 minutes until lightly browned.   
  3. Meanwhile, in blender (or in a bowl with an immersion blender, as I did in the pic above), combine eggs, remaining flour, remaining sugar, lemon juice and baking powder.  Cover and blend for 5 seconds.  Scrape down sides of container and blend another 5 seconds.   
  4. Pour topping over partially baked crust.  Bake 20 to 25 minutes more or until lightly browned.   
  5. Cool in pan.  Cut into diamonds or squares.  Yield 30 large or 60 small.

Mom likes to cut these into diamond shapes, but then you run into the issue of having oddly-shaped "half-diamonds" around the outside of the pan.  So, for me, I cut them into right-angled isosceles triangles.  I can feel the trigonometry teacher that gave birth to me just beaming in pride at both my baking and geometry skills!
Par-baked lemon shortbread crust, ready for topping.  Y'know, you could probably double the recipe for the crust, bake it a little longer, and have a fantastic shortbread on it's own.
Completed bars, with the characteristic white, crackly, bubbly top layer (probably owing to that baking powder).
Gratuitous up-close cross-section!  The Omega-3 eggs I used in the filling had yolks that were almost orange; it helped the filling achieve that gorgeous sunny yellow colour
I promised you a story.  First, some background.  You may have surmised by this point that we do a lot of Christmas baking in our house.  Legend has it that my mother, shortly after marrying my father, managed to get into my family doctor's already over-large family practice by bringing the receptionists a plate of home-baked Christmas goodies.  He ended up with more new patients than he bargained for, once my three sibs and I were born.  Fast-forward about twenty years.  I'm waiting in the lobby of my doc's office for a routine check-up, and in walks a younger carbon-copy of the good doctor.  I had heard that his son, now a chiropractor, was sharing the clinic space with him... clearly, this would be none other than that son.

 

Here's the funny bit.  He takes one look at me, and a look of recognition crosses his face (though I'm sure we've never met before).  He walks right over and says, "Excuse me, but are you a <insert family name>?"  I was a bit surprised, but confirmed that, yes, I was a member of that family.  He breaks out into this HUGE grin and says, "Your mother is the one that makes those lemon square thingies!!".  Um... again, I confirm his suspicions.  He then proceeds to tell me how, every year since he was young, he looked forward to his father bringing home my mother's annual plate of Christmas goodies so that he could eat all of these lemon gems.  He spoke of them with such fondness that I offered to forward him the recipe... but apparently he was happy to have it be a special once-a-year treat.  It was so funny, touching, and just a little bewildering how baked goods could have such an impact on someone.  Though, I recently heard a similar story from Hubs and my insurance broker.  She to this day misses the baked goods that my future mom-in-law used to give to her husband near Christmas as a thank you for being such a good guitar teacher to Hubs.  Funny how baking can really leave fond memories!

Looking forward to making fond memories of my own (mostly for my happy-to-be-taste-tester coworkers),
-Honeybee