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Chicken-apple Sausage and Butternut Squash Risotto

December 2, 2013

Chicken-sausage, butternut squash risotto

The citizens of Boston are all about to go into hibernation for the next 5 months. Soon we’ll batten down the hatches to hide from the snow, freezing winds, and general miserable-ness that the everlasting season of Winter. Of course there are things I love about this season: skiing, hot cider with bourbon, Christmas trees, watching Rugby flop around on ice like Bambi…but those things lose their entertainment factor around February 1st. And then we still have another 3 months of winter to go.

One of the best things about winter though, is the comfort foods that make hiding away in your apartment and becoming a hermit almost worth it. A while ago I noticed this recipe on Pinterest and though it looked like the epitome of comfort food.

This year I couldn’t go home for Thanksgiving. Work’s been really busy and flights were expensive, plus with Thanksgiving falling so late this year, Christmas is just around the corner. Since Rugby and I were going to be doing our own little Thanksgiving, it didn’t make sense to cook a real Thanksgiving feast for just me (and Rugs doesn’t care for Turkey and its fixings). My plan was to make this risotto. Decadent enough to feel like a real meal, but more sensible as a dinner for one.

The day before Thanksgiving, my  office tends to give us an early dismissal around 11am. My plan was to pick up all my ingredients after work so that I’d be prepped to cook the next day. And while we did get the announcement of an early close, I was hit with a work emergency and didn’t finish up until around 8pm, leaving a grocery trip out of the question. In my ignorance, I never thought a grocery store could be (gasp!) closed on Thanksgiving day. What do people do if they forgot an ingredient?? So dinner on Thanksgiving turned out to be a Tombstone pizza purchased out of a freezer at the Rite Aid and a few glasses of wine. Not ideal. Read more…

It’s been a while…

December 1, 2013

As my friends like to remind me, it’s been a while since I posted. I know. I’m ashamed. The problem hasn’t been a lack of cooking, baking, or ice cream making. Those things have been a-plenty. The real problem has been finding the time to actually sit down and write about it. Since my last post, I’ve been traveling quite a bit for work and a little bit for play- New York, Martha’s Vineyard, LA, and Bar Harbor to name a few  destinations. But things have calmed down, and now I’m happily at home in Boston with my pup, and we’re ready to pick up where we left off.

At the request of my friend Jen ( perhaps this blogs biggest fan), I will be sharing a risotto recipe sometime in the next couple of days. But in the meantime, feast your eyes on some of the delicious goods I’ve been baking up this fall. If I need to revisit some of these recipes to post them, just let me know….

 

Classic Vanilla Ice Cream

July 5, 2013

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It’s a heat wave in Boston. Three consecutive days of 90+ degree temperatures. With the humidity, today is set to feel like 106 degrees. Did I mentioned I don’t have air conditioning? I love Boston in the summer, but O-M-G. It’s hot.

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Yesterday was the 4th of July and I was lucky enough to spend the day laying on the beach, wading around in the cool Atlantic waters, getting a little sun burned, and enjoying a few cocktails. Later in the evening, I had some friends over on my roof deck to enjoy burgers, sausages, and of course, dessert. For America’s birthday, I made a bourbon peach gallete, a blueberry pie, and classic vanilla ice cream. The gallete and the pie were ok, but the star of the show was most definitely the ice cream.

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Strawberry-Rhubarb Pie

May 28, 2013

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Happy belated Memorial Day! I’ve written before about how much I love summer in New England. It really is magical. And as it should, Memorial Day this year truly marked the beginning of the season. It was rainy and cold Saturday and Sunday, but Monday….well Monday was gorgeous! In celebration of the beginning of summer and the wonderful season of fruit pies, I decided to make a strawberry rhubarb pie. Pie-making has always been something that scared me a bit.  I think the fear stems partially from the endless butter vs. shortening debate, but I also just think I haven’t gotten enough practice. So this summer I’m determined to master the pie. On the agenda is blueberry, cherry, and peach. So keep your eyes peeled for those in future posts.

But back to THIS pie. I had never purchased rhubarb before. Heck, I hadn’t even tasted it. So of all pies, this was an especially scary one with which to start. For those who don’t know, rhubarb is that random thing in the grocery store that sort of looks like magenta celery. In case you’re curious like I was (so I totally wikipedia-ed it), rhubarb is technically a vegetable, but for the purposes of tariffs, the United States recognizes it as a fruit, since that is how it is most often used. Just a little fun fact for you.

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I actually took care of the hard part of the pie on Sunday, putting together the dough and letting in sit in the fridge overnight. Then all I had to do on Monday morning was chop up the fruit, toss it with the sugar, constarch, and spices, then roll out the dough. I decided to go the extra mile and create a lattice top to the pie. It doesn’t affect the flavor at all, but I definitely think it looked prettier.

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So once the beautiful pie was baked and the fruit was bubbly. The pie sat. Sad. Without any place to go. I didn’t know anyone throwing a Memorial Day party, and the thought of digging in fork-first alone just seemed wrong. Fortunately, I happen to know a certain gentleman with a few roommates who was happy to give the pie a home…. at least for the few hours before it was devoured.

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