Category: cooking
I can pickle that.
Pat & I have been told more than a few times that we may resemble more than few sketches in Portlandia. Admittedly, we are music snob geeks with some pretty firm standards about what music our child listens to (Mike & The Mechanics ARE a gateway band that we refuse to let her listen to and yes, we do know who Neu! is. ). We may have watched entire series of TV shows in marathon format, but what has really gotten us the most comparison to the show is my love of pickling.
Admittedly, I have mostly laughed it off. After all, I’ve already taught one canning & pickling class and I’m gearing up to teach a pickling class in a few weeks, so I need to practice and know my stuff, yes?
However, the other night, Pat & I were having dinner with friends and had jimica for the first time. About two bites into it, I looked at him and said “This would make a great pickle”.
This week, with Edie being gone, most of the block on vacation and Pat at work all day, I’ve kept myself busy with you guessed it, pickling. As I type this, my second batch today is on the stove – Curried Pickled Squash & Zucchini, Betty having left me a big bag she acquired from Russell. Leni was kind enough to share a large bag of cukes I turned into Bread & Butter pickles earlier today. The squash pickles would be my 4th batch of pickles in 3 days. I spent all day Thursday making Watermelon rind pickles (and realized I need to rewrite the recipe to double the liquid amounts in the brine) and last night I pickled a peck of peaches (which is really fun to say. Pat & I walked around all night saying it. I bet you said it while reading it, didn’t you?)
I have often stated that I don’t tend to follow recipes while in the kitchen, but when it comes to canning and pickling, I don’t improvise, I am by the book. The whole concept of acid content and knowing what works and what doesn’t is sort of beyond me. Or so I thought. Last night, as I was getting myself set up to pickle those peaches, I realized that the last time I made a batch, I sort of merged the recipe from “Joy of Pickling” with the one from Serious Eats In A Pickle, meaning, I wrote my own recipe. My very first pickling recipe. And because we’ve already eaten them and people that have had pickled peaches before have eaten them and declared them just like their grandmother made, I knew I had done it right. Needless to say, I was pretty impressed with myself and sat down while the last batch was in the canner and wrote the recipe out to use in my upcoming pickling class.
My name is Becky and I’m a pickling junkie. I’m going to walk away from the canner for a few days and head to the water for some quality time with my all time favorite partner in crime from college. I’m going to resist the urge to pickle anything for the next few days, although I can’t promise I won’t put a bird on it.
If only I cared more.
A Feast for the King of the Castle.
Ten Treasure Salad
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Rice noodles for the rotini pasta
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Teriyaki marinated tofu for chicken
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Ginger soy salad dressing instead of the called for 1/4 cup soy sauce with 1/8 teaspoon ginger
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Adding cilantro for an extra kick
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Adding garlic, ginger and soy sauce when I saute the veggies
Scenes from the week.

Tabouli, with a twist.
Chickpeas two ways, gardens and more.
Breakfast of champions.
Something borrowed.
The recipe in question was “Jimmy Ray’s Butternut Poblano Soup”. Among the spices used were both chili powder and cinnamon, so right there I was intrigued. For the longest time I was pretty sure that cinnamon only went in my morning oatmeal or apple pie. Anything else was just weird. And then I discovered Mollie Katzen, who is my hands down favorite cookbook author, and some of her interesting uses of cinnamon. I still am not brave enough to throw it anything on my own, but any recipe that calls for it, I’m game.
| See? It must be good. |
The cookbook is from a resturant in Athens, Georgia, by the name of The Grit. The recipe is a vegan one, and while I’ve got nothing against vegan, I wasn’t in the mood to go to the store for soymilk. So I used real dairy in the form of milk & butter, instead of soy versions. I think cream would be outstanding in this soup, but I was fresh out. I may actually be slightly over cream at this point in my life, having just gotten through the holiday season, heavy on the cream. There was still a nice richness to the soup, even with skim milk, but that may have been the smidgen of chicken broth I used, as I was also fresh out of vegetable broth. (I realize that those changes took this lovely soup about as far away from vegan as possible and honestly, I don’t mind vegan, we do eat that way at times, but I’m also the girl who fries her tofu in bacon fat.)
I made a few other changes to the recipe, mostly to fit what I had on hand. So, instead of buying and roasting poblanos, I just pulled some of the anaheim peppers I grew, roasted, chopped and froze last summer out of the freezer. Fresh herbs were used for the parsley and rosemary, in place of dried, which is what the recipe called for. I may have used too much parsley – I went out and cut some from the garden as it was getting dark and I didn’t realize until I started chopping how much I had. Oh well. There are worse things than too much parsley in your soup. It may have covered up for the fact that I didn’t take the seeds out of my hot peppers, as the recipe called for and they ended up in there as well. While I’m confessing all the changes I made, I’ll go ahead and say that when I froze the chopped peppers, I filled jars, so there was no measuring ‘one to two’ peppers. I just eyeballed it and threw in what I felt was a good amount.
























