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How To Make Prosciutto in Your Garage

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Here.  Want a taste of prosciutto? 

Nancy and I took a photo field trip recently to visit my friend Lou who personally cures his own pig leg and turns it into prosciutto as good as anything I’ve had in Italy. 

For those of you who have read my book or followed this blog, you know which Lou I’m talking about. Lou the mentor and pasta maker.  Lou the cooking hero.  Lou the nothing-is-too-hard-for-me-to-conquer in the kitchen--yes, that guy.  Here we are in his garage.  Though I prefer the term outbuilding because there are no cars here, only a smoker, meat dangling from the rafters, and carpentry projects….  Sort of like Appalachia.  Or…. Saint Agata. 

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Ah Saint Agata....  Say hello to Lou’s cousin just outside Naples. 

What’s she got over her head?  Those are prosciutti, covered in netting to keep away flies. This photo was taken by Lou’s brother Joseph on their visit in the late 1990s to the emerald green village of his clan.  I am certain the memory of this trip worked in Lou’s mind for years.  If they could do it, why couldn’t he?  He figured out how to make fresh sausage long ago, and then he taught himself to dry cured soprassata and capicola. 
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But prosciutto—that was his Everest.

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One Badass Cookie - French Butter Cookies

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This is my maternal grandmother, Rachel, circa 1960’s as you can tell from her “flip” and Nehru collar. She was one of the original Badass Cookies in my family. We called her Rae. She was a baker. I write that with a deep respect for her skill. Nowhere in her repertoire, however, was there a cooked egg yolk in a cookie dough, which I read recently in Cook’s Illustrated is the secret ingredient to achieving the coveted and fabulous sandy texture of French butter cookies, otherwise known as sablée (which means sandy in French by the way for those who are not fluent in the lingo. And that would include me, nu?) In all fairness, Rae didn’t bake any French cookies. We are Eastern European. Grandma taught us some Badass Rugelach and Babka (which I will get to in these Badass posts, promise!) but for sablée I had to go to pastry school in NYC, known at the time as Peter Kump’s but now known by its hip initials I.C.E. There I got my favorite recipe for sablée from the cookbook author and baker (again I write this word with a deep respect) Nick Malgieri who spearheaded Peter Kump’s back then. Those were good, but I still missed that particularly wonderful sandy mouthfeel of authentic French butter cookies, which I’d eaten in France as a teenager and like everyone else who has ever had them, never forgot. Could it be that Cook’s Illustrated had really and truly found the key to this incredible texture? I had to try it.

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Are Your Tomatoes Picked By Slave Laborers?

I read an article in the last week that I can’t get off my mind, and obviously I’m not alone as the link is spreading among food bloggers.  I’m going to add to the chorus.

This article was by Barry Estabrook in Gourmet about tomato pickers in Immokalee, Florida (tomato capital of America) who describes illegal immigrants come from Mexico or Central America a working 10 hour days and earning 45 cents for every 32 lb bucket of tomatoes they pick--jobs which most Americans simply won’t do.  You can click on this slide show and get a glimpse. 

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Onion, luminous flask

Nope.  No photo here.

You see, my Nikon digital camera (only a couple years old) is shot to hell, and it’s really cramping my blogging style.  But I’m getting annoyed at my dependence on the photo.  As a writer I love words.  Why aren’t they enough?  Do readers always need the encouragement of the image, the entertainment?  Well not today dear friends. 

Nancy frequently tells me that modern photography and digital life overwhelm us visually--but we don’t really see or think because the images are pre-defined and closed.  There is no place for the human to enter.  She’s spoken to me a lot about the open-ness of Pierre Bonnard’s exhibit currently at the Met in New York .  I hope Nancy will share some of her insights on this amazing show with so many food images.  Painting is a tonic for modern life.

For the same reasons, literature is too--with its open gestures and suggestions, the room it leaves us for imagination.  That’s why today, I’m posting Pablo Neruda’s poem “Ode to an Onion.”

I dare you to read it aloud (in English or, even better, the original Spanish, which follows).  And then I challenge you--any of you out there--to send a photo of an onion that rivals this.  Here goes:

Ode to an Onion

Onion,
luminous flask,
your beauty formed
petal by petal,
crystal scales expanded you
and in the secrecy of the dark earth
your belly grew round with dew.

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Under the Orange Tree with my Sister

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I went to Florida last weekend to visit my parents who moved there a year ago.  My mom had recently had a hip operation, and it was hard on them both, so I went hoping to bring some cheer.  We had a lot of laughs, but on the last day it was hard to say goodbye. 

The weather was about 60 degrees, and the climate and quality of sunlight was astounding to me arriving from New Jersey, where we’ve had the coldest winter I can remember in a long time and so much snow.  This tree is in the backyard of my sister Lisa and her husband Kayhan.  They live near my parents.  One of my favorite moments of the weekend was stopping by their wonderful house (with two palm trees bent together in the shape of a heart out front--I kid you not) and finding their orange tree in full bloom in the back.  I’ve visited before, but never this time of year when the citrus are in season.  Here are Lisa and I together. 

Notice my hand clutching a bag.  I came home with my suitcase filled with these oranges and a bunch of Meyer lemons too.  They blew me away--full of flavor and juice, full of brightness.  Thank you Lisa and Kayhan!


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Thing of the Day - Nancy’s Art Featured in the Montclair Times

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If you haven’t had time yet to see my art exhibit including lots of jellypress art at Orbis Bistro in Montclair, there’s still time, and you can read all about it here


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Nancy’s Solo Art Exhibit

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Say congrats, because I’m having a show of my artwork, including lots of the pieces that grace Jellypress. Here’s a photo of me standing in front of the original banner painting hanging in the exhibit. Pretty exciting. And this exhibit is especially delicious because you can see all my kitchen and food-themed pieces as well as eat some wonderful food.  It’s at one of my favorite restaurants in New Jersey, Orbis Bistro at 128 Watchung Avenue, Montclair. The exhibit will up for a month, January 20th through February 20th, and you can see it Tuesday through Sunday evenings (call for rez 973-746-7641) and enjoy some fabulous food too. It’s run by an accomplished and highly talented chef, Nancy Caballes - yep, two Nancys, double the fun. Laura introduced me to Nancy, and it was a real meeting of the minds.
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Here’s the warm dining room (it’s got fabulous floor to ceiling windows) at Orbis with some of my work hanging. Orbis Bistro opened in December 1998 in a storefront at the corner of Watchung Avenue and North Fullerton in Montclair.  Nancy confessed a love of cupcakes to me, and so of course I had to bake some for her. Check ‘em out - my tried and true Silver Palate Cookbook carrot cake recipe baked as cupcakes with Martha Stewart mascarpone frosting:
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When I gave them to Nancy she literally jumped up and down with joy shouting “Cupcakes! Cupcakes! Cupcakes!” My sentiments exactly. We saved some room for them after we lunched on some of Nancy C’s over-the-top delicious Panko bread crumb coated chicken cutlets and green salad.
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Orbis is worth the trip whether you’re near or far. So come on out, brave the cold, see some art, splurge on a painting or drawing to take home if you’re so inclined or simply enjoy the beautiful atmosphere of food like art — and art of food. 


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My Kitchen Door

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Here is a new painting I did of the door that leads into my kitchen from the back yard. Portal. Boundary. The painting has such a sense of place that I often feel it looks more like the kitchen door than the real door. It’s the entry we use most in our house. If you are family or friend, if you belong here, you’re coming in the back straight into the kitchen. That’s the place, after all, where we live.


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One Badass Cookie — Snowball Cookies

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Here I am with my snowblower which refuses to start at the moment, and my reward for all the shoveling I had to do as a consequence — this week’s One Badass Cookie, my Great Aunt Dotty’s Snowball Cookies. There are certain desserts that my ex, a chef, and I used to refer to as “secret weapons.” These were the ones that we baked off in big batches and then froze to pull out on those days when we couldn’t stand eating another healthful thing. The snowball cookies fit in that category which made a lot of sense if you think about it since real snowballs are weapons too. Speaking of which, my eleven-year-old son got me smack on the ear with a big icy one last night. Mom didn’t have much of a sense of humor about it. The snowball cookies are great though, but if you want to make them, baker beware. They are proven irresistible. Once you start, you cannot, I repeat, cannot stop eating them. A cookie that comes with a warning — now that’s One Badass Cookie. Read on for the One Badass Cookie Tip of the Week, the recipe, and more photos of these sugar-frosted walnut packed gems.
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Thing of the Day

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Laura wrote in her last Thing of the Day post about her kids’ toys strewn around her kitchen and often landing in the cooking pot. So here’s my whimsical little kitchen troll who inhabits my counters, and a poem to go with her (with sincere apologies to the fabulous W. S. Merwin.)
So . . . that was the way it was, and in the fragrant light
that came in at the window, she was standing
still, that way, seeing nothing but the light
just the empty kitchen, with the smell of the over-ripe banana . . .

see also: Thing of the Day




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Thing of the Day

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My ex-boyfriend, who broke my heart, mailed me something inconsequential that I left in his apartment along with a chatty little card. I found his coffee in the freezer. Did I send it to him with a chatty little card? No, I served it to my new beau.
He said, “I thought you only drank decaf. Why do you have real coffee?”
“To serve to you,” I replied.

see also: Thing of the Day




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One Badass Cookie — Raisin Cookies

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Photo credit: My son, Max, one badass photographer

One Badass Cookie is proud to present its first Reader’s Recipe of the New Year! Congratulations to my friend, Michele Kishita of Philadelphia, Pa. for sending in her mother’s Raisin Cookies. Michele told me that her mother baked these cookies during Michele’s childhood and that they were so delicious she craved them all her life. Though her mother left her the recipe, Michele rarely bakes and hadn’t had the cookies in years. When I mentioned this to my own mother, she gasped in surprise. “Do you know?” she told me, “Those are one of my favorite childhood cookies too and I lost the recipe. I’ve been looking for it for thirty years.” So Michele dug out her mother’s original recipe, pictured below, and I started baking. I was thrilled to send a big container of the finished cookies to both Michele and my mom. A taste that lasts a lifetime — now that’s One Badass Cookie! I also found this link to a sister cookie that sounds fabulous too for those who like a bit of spice and zest with their raisins. Read on for the updated version of Michele’s recipe, more photos and the Badass Cookie Tip of the Week. Does it work? You bet your badass it does!
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I like to use an old jelly jar to cut out round cookies.

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Thing of the Day

Toys in the Kitchen

Stuffed guys on the kitchen counter again,
furry ones, just below those
spoons dangling on the hook
and ready, for measuring
coffee.
Graphic novel --little boxes of outrageous behavior-- and
plastic wrestler dudes entangled.
Dried up garlic bits,
origami lotus flower,
transformer in vehicular form.
I am old to this game, thirteen years now,
and the little one nearly 8.
Tonight, a Lego warrior came
so close to the frying pan.
I knew it would come to this someday. 
When I was done, I just threw him and let
his pair of ragged claws scuttle across the crumbs.

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New Year’s Suckling Pig

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Laura told me this morning as we were chatting on the phone that the Victorians loved to use pigs as a symbol of good luck and prosperity on their New Year’s cards and decorations (yes, this is really what we talk about which gives you an idea how jellypress was conceived . . .) Anyway, it makes sense, doesn’t it? If you had a pig, you had something to eat. These photos are just in from my brother, Bruce, an attorney and photographer, fresh from a recent trip to Madrid. These people are serious about their pigs.
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This photo is a scan Bruce did of the restaurant Botin’s post card. Seems they made the Guinness Book of World Records for being the world’s oldest restaurant. Got a suckling pig anecdote? We’d love to hear from you. Happy New Year.

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Bubbly Recipes

Champagne Granite (Sweet Champagne Ice)

Makes 8 cups (serves 12 - 15)
1 cup plus 2 T. water
1 cup plus 2 T. granulated white sugar
1 bottle Champagne
3 oranges, juiced
1 lemon, juiced
1. Make simple syrup: Place water and sugar in a small saucepan and bring to a boil. Boil until the sugar is dissolved. Set syrup aside to cool.
2. Combine champagne, orange and lemon juices. Add cooled simple syrup. Stir well to combine. Pour mixture into an 8 x 16 inch, shallow, nonreactive pan and place in freezer for several hours or overnight. For best results, periodically stir the partly frozen granite during the freezing process. Stir gently to keep from breaking up the thin sheets of ice. To serve, scrape granite with a fork and layer in a champagne glass with fruit such as fresh raspberries or poached pears.



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We love Jean-Baptiste-Simeon Chardin’s Soap Bubble painting and our easy bubbly New Year’s recipes. Let us know if you try them.
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Champagne truffles, rolled in cocoa and ready for their close-up.

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