When Magazines Go Bad

It’s happened a lot to me over the years. Well, maybe not a lot, since I’ve never been a big consumer of periodical literature, but still enough that I see a pattern. I discover a magazine that quickly becomes a regular part of my reading life, with me either subscribing or picking it up regularly at the bookstore or someplace else. I grow to love it, and the magazine goes through a “growth” period. Its page count grows, it packs in more and more articles, and it makes me happier and happier.

Then, at some point, this growth pattern simply…stops.

The magazine suddenly becomes substantially thinner. And worse, there is a “redesign” that guts interesting regular features, increases the amount of advertising in a magazine whose page count has gone down, and a general “new look” that somehow manages to always involve larger fonts and more white space on the pages.

This has happened again recently to a magazine we love here at Casa Jaquandor, Cooking Light. We’ve subscribed to Cooking Light for years. It’s never just been a magazine about low-cal food; it always had some wonderful travel articles and articles about exercise (alongside beauty tip articles that were admittedly not that useful to me). Most of all, though, we loved that it had a much more livable approach to “light cooking”, an attitude reflected in a recognition that bacon can have a place in the healthful diet, that fat and sugar need not be avoided at all costs, that food should taste good.

That last attitude is still there, but the magazine has unfortunately undergone a redesign that is just ghastly. Articles are uniformly designed throughout, with the same ugly fonts used for everything; more white space; fewer pages; and now the magazine feels like it’s mostly advertising.

Cooking Light hasn’t gone down the tubes, but they’ve made it into a magazine that they can obviously make cheaper, while also making it less pleasant to read. The Wife commented that reading Cooking Light now feels closely similar to reading Family Circle, and I couldn’t argue the point. And I don’t like reading Family Circle. Now, there’s a good chance we’ll allow our subscription to lapse.

I know, these aren’t good times for magazines, but it still would be nice if some of them would manage to rise above the fray.

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Chickens? To the Roaster, Batman!

I’ve blogged this recipe several times over the years, but it always bears revisiting, because it’s the easiest chicken recipe I know. You simply marinade the chicken in a mixture of equal parts honey, soy sauce, and sesame oil.

I made this dish a week or two back, here at Casa Jaquandor. Here’s the chicken in the marinade:

Chicken and Roasted Potatoes I

You can use any piece of chicken for this, obviously. Heck, you can do it with a whole chicken — I’ll bet that would be really good, actually — but here, I used thigh pieces. I’ve always been partial to the breast, but lately I’ve developed a greater appreciation for the thigh, which seems to stay moist more readily than the breast does.

For this meal, I also made roasted potatoes:

Chicken and Roasted Potatoes II

My method for roasted potatoes is to toss them in some oil, herbs and spices, depending on what kind of flavor I’m in the mood for. So this time I used a bottle of herbed oil that I already had on hand, plus garlic, kosher salt, black pepper, and a bit of cayenne. I spread the potatoes out on a foil-lined cookie sheet and then pop ’em in the oven.

My potatoes this time ended up a bit crunchier than I really like, because I wasn’t sure whether the potatoes would cook completely in the same time the chicken would, so I put the potatoes in first. Next time, they go in at the same time. They were still edible — quite yummy, in fact — but a little too much crunch.

Still, it was a terrific meal:

Chicken and Roasted Potatoes III

Write down that marinade recipe (equal parts honey, soy sauce, and sesame oil). It’s an always-helpful easy-as-pie recipe to have around!

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Minimalistic Eating

Sometimes I’m in the mood for a small and very uncomplex meal. Here’s one combination I fall back on once in a while:

A minimalistic dinner

It’s simply a cut-up apple with some sliced cheddar cheese. I only discovered a few years ago that I do, in fact, like the flavor pairing of apple and cheddar (even though I refuse to extend my interest here to a slice of cheddar on top of apple pie). With a nice-sized apple and eight or nine slices of cheese, this meal can be downright filling. If you haven’t tried apples-and-cheddar, give it a shot.

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New Tella

So, for years, I’ve wondered about the stuff in the plastic jars. I’d see them when shopping, and occasionally wonder if the stuff was good, but for some reason…I couldn’t summon up the urge to try it. I’m talking about…

Nutella.

I don’t know why it took me years to get around to giving the stuff a shot. Maybe it’s the name? It sounds vaguely medicinal, and the jars with the type and the picture look like something out of the 1970s, and stuff out of the 1970s tends to not be all that great.

The problem with this rationalization is, of course, that it’s stupid.

I mean, really. That’s pretty dumb on my part. Nutella’s made of hazelnuts, which I like, and chocolate, which rocks. So I finally decided last week to get over it and buy a jar of the stuff.

Still, I had to work through my initial skepticism in trying it:

The first taste of Nutella!

I scooped some up on a butterknife, put in my mouth, and:

Hmmmmm....

And…yeah. Nutella’s good stuff. Sometimes I’m slow on the uptake! Now I have myself a new official “Breakfast of Champions”:

Breakfast of Champions!

I have an English muffin with Nutella on one side and lemon curd on the other, with a glass of OJ to wash it down. (Lemon curd’s another story — I love that stuff and tried it with no fear, the first time I learned of its existence. Lemon curd makes me all kinds of happy.)

So: Nutella’s good stuff. Who knew? (I know…everybody knew. Shut up. I reserve the right to be dense sometimes.)

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Poppity pop pop pop!

I love popcorn.

Love it.

Popcorn is one of my favorite foods, and I’m simply incapable of seeing a movie at the theater without popcorn. If I’ve just come from a big dinner, as part of a “dinner and a movie” type thing, I’ll still buy a small popcorn. I consumed popcorn whilst watching Schindler’s List, which is as un-popcorn a movie as has ever been made.

At home, I love popcorn a lot too. For years we’ve used microwave popcorn exclusively — usually a “light” version of a “Movie Theater Butter” flavor. Not the healthiest alternative, obviously, but we don’t indulge in popcorn all that frequently; once a week, at most. But the trouble with the microwave stuff is that it’s full of chemicals and that butter flavor is pretty fake. (Yeah, so’s the “buttery topping” they put on the stuff at the theater.)

Part of our general approach toward food in 2010 is to rely less on processed, chemical-laden food products. This, we quickly realized, could also include popcorn. So, we bought ourselves a popcorn popper.

The Popcorn Popper I

It’s a StirCrazy, which we chose because that’s what we had when I was a kid. That old version worked wonders, and I realized that I missed that old, clean flavor of popcorn a great deal. The ingredients no longer include whatever chemicals and artificial flavorings go into the microwave stuff; now the ingredients are merely these: popcorn, oil, butter, and salt.

With the StirCrazy, you pour a few tablespoons of oil into the base, and then measure out your corn:

The Popcorn Popper II

Measuring is very important. Must always measure!

Then you pour that onto the hot plate as well and put the dome cover on top. The cover doubles as a serving bowl later on, but for now, it’s a cover and a butter-melter. Here it is:

The Popcorn Popper III

There’s an armature (basically a steel rod) that rotates at the bottom of the heat plate, constantly stirring the popcorn and oil. At the top of the dome cover is a well with holes in it; that’s where you put your butter. As the heat rise, it melts the butter, which then drips through the holes onto the corn. This arrangement works surprisingly well at getting butter all over the popcorn. (We use unsalted butter exclusively.)

Of course, one can attempt to help the process along by using heat vision, but success will be hard to come by:

The Popcorn Popper IV

In time the corn starts popping, slowly at first, but quickly filling up the entire dome cover:

The Popcorn Popper V

A minute later:

The Popcorn Popper VI

Once the popping slows, you unplug the popper, grab the handles, invert it, remove the hot plate, and voila! A beautiful bowl of popcorn. Salt, stir, and consume.

We’ll still keep microwave stuff around, because sometimes it’s just plain convenient to be able to nuke a bag as opposed to dragging the popper out. But generally, this stuff tastes so much better, with just good old unsalted butter, Kosher salt, and peanut oil. (I may try doing it with coconut oil sometime, just to see if coconut oil’s effect on popcorn is as pronounced as I’ve heard over the years.) The flavor was not only wonderfully clean and “unprocessed”, it took me back to my youth when we’d have a bowl of popcorn prepared just this way (using an earlier model of the same popper) during Family Teevee Night.

I can’t recommend this highly enough. If you have any love of popcorn at all, get a good popper. (And not an air popper, either. Those things result in crappy popcorn!)

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Shrimp is the fruit of the sea.

A few weeks ago I made a new pasta dish called “Straw and Hay”, and at the time, The Wife commented that the dish would be really good with shrimp. So, tonight for dinner, I made the dish again, with shrimp.

And lo, it was Teh Awesome.

For those interested, I made the dish as indicated in the recipe I gave on the previous post, with this change: when I sauteed the garlic in the butter/olive oil mixture, I threw in about half a pound of cooked shrimp that I’d previously thawed and drained. Then I just tossed the pasta with the shrimp/garlic/oil combination.

Maybe next time I’ll try scallops!

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Throwing Back

Early in 2009, the folks at Pepsi noted the growing interest out there in stuff that’s not sweetened with High Fructose Corn Syrup, so they did something that I assume was mainly to test the waters: they introduced Pepsi Throwback and Mountain Dew Throwback, which are Pepsi and Mountain Dew sweetened with actual sugar. And both were, shall I say, wonderful. Since we don’t drink pop all that often here at Casa Jaquandor, I proceeded to buy a twelve-pack of Pepsi Throwback every week as long as it was available. We still have some in our closet, although I’ll have to start replenishing now that the stuff is back on the market.

It’s not just the taste that’s better; the drinks have a mouth feel that is so different from what I’ve become accustomed to after years of HFCS. They are less, well, syrupy. Sweetened soft drinks these days always tend to feel heavy in the mouth, as if both thick and thin at the same time. Not so with the Throwback drinks: they taste crisp and clean. It’s not at all unlike having real maple syrup on your pancakes after years of using Mrs. Butterworth’s. The drinks also smell sweeter, and feel less filling after consuming a full can or bottle.

I just discovered a couple of weeks ago that the current limited run of Throwback sodas now includes Dr. Pepper, which warms the cockles of my heart. I’ve always loved Dr. Pepper, which I have never had in a sugar-sweetened version (I didn’t start drinking it until college). This stuff, called “Heritage Dr. Pepper”, is a revelation in a bottle. (I know, sugar-sweetened Dr. Pepper has been available for years via a single bottler in Texas, but I’ve never thought it important enough to actually try to order some.)

Now, if Coke would get with the program…to taste Coca-Cola in its original, sugar-sweetened formula again would be amazing. (Again, I know that the stuff exists on an annual basis, marketed in Jewish neighborhoods so the Kosher laws can still include Coke around Passover, but I’m not sure if anyplace around here sells it. My own Store doesn’t carry it.)

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It’s National Pie Day!

January 23 is National Pie Day! Huzzah! Pie, whether open-faced or not, is one of the most wonderful and versatile of all food categories. Pies for main courses; pizzas; pot pies; fruit pies; cream pies; such a vast array of foods that fall into the category of “pie”. Yup, I love pie!

Here’s Nigella Lawson, making a quick chicken pot pie using puff pastry:

A few years ago — Heavens, I need to do this again — I made my own Chicago-style deep dish pizza. And yes, it’s a pie, not a casserole.

Here’s a wonderful video about Chicago-style pizza. Wait until you see the cooks at Gino’s East putting the sausage into the pizza:

Thinking about pie always makes me hungry, but it can also take one’s thoughts in a rather, shall we say, cosmic direction:

And then, of course, there’s a whole other galaxy of uses for pie:

So whether you celebrate National Pie Day by baking a pie, eating a pie, or getting hit in the face with a pie, Happy National Pie Day!

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Porky Goodness

I decided, kinda-sorta on a whim, to make some pulled pork the other day.

Now, in the past when I’ve had the taste for pulled pork, I’ve bought it already-made at The Store, either our own make of it or a brand like Lloyd’s, which comes in a tub and just needs to be heated up. But while I used to love Lloyd’s products, over time I’ve come to find them too saucy and too sweet, and I’ve further learned that pulled pork is basically a very cheap hunk of meat, cooked until it shreds, and then simmered a bit in sauce. More or less.

So I bought two items the other day. I bought a small roasting pan, with rack; this is to supplement our larger roasting pan, which is big enough to roast a nice-sized turkey, but is a bit cumbersome when one wants to roast a six-to-eight pound cut of meat or a chicken or a game hen or…you get the picture.

The other item I bought was, obviously, the meat. I bought an eight-pound shoulder butt pork roast, which I laid out on the rack of my new roasting pan and seasoned on both sides with a rub:

Pulled Pork - before baking

Then I covered the roast with foil and put it into the oven at 375 degrees, where it remained for the next four hours. It was about an hour into this process that I discovered a flaw in the Homemade Pulled Pork Plan: even though the cooking time is six hours, your home smells like wonderful pulled pork after just one. Talk about hunger being the best sauce, and smells stoking the hunger….

After four hours, I removed the foil and popped the roast right back into the oven, for another ninety minutes or so. At this point I was checking the roast’s temperature every twenty minutes or so, aiming for about 175 degrees; when I finally reached that point, I took the roast out of the oven and let it “rest” on top of the stove for ten or fifteen minutes. (Believe me, folks, allowing cooked meat to “rest” before doing anything else is so essential to good cooking that, well, it’s almost a deal-breaker; cutting meat just after removing from the heat will pretty much destroy any effect you have from your careful preparation. Trust me on this.)

Pulled Pork - resting

Then it was time to shred and simmer a bit in sauce. I grabbed a couple of forks and shredded away, dropping the hunks of meat into my trusty crockpot. This took a lot longer than I had originally thought it would; even as tender as the meat was after that long in the oven, it still takes a while to physically shred eight pounds of the stuff by hand. Once I had it all shredded (except for a couple of large hunks of fat, which I removed), I poured in most of a bottle of barbecue sauce (a “Kansas City” style recipe sauce, although not the stuff that my good friend Mark likes to recommend because he knows the people who make it, but next time, that’s what I’m using because trust me folks, it’s good sauce), and then ran the crockpot on high for about half an hour, just to bring everything to a nice piping-hot temperature.

The final result? Utter sandwich heaven:

Pulled Pork - the end product!

Of course, being that our household is just the three of us, this process yielded an enormous amount of pulled pork for us. We each ate two sandwiches that night; The Wife and The Daughter had some more for lunch the next day; I had it for lunch yesterday and will have more today; and yet, as of this writing, there is still a huge container of it in our fridge. So far we’ve got seven meals’ worth of meat out of that roast, and we’re not close to done yet. Total cost will be under a buck a meal for each serving we end up getting out of it. That rocks.

My process here wasn’t any kind of “official” method for making pulled pork, but I put it together from reading some recipes online and looking at the shredded pork recipe in Emeril Lagasse’s cookbook devoted to pot-luck dishes. It’s as easy a cooking process as I’ve encountered. If you’ve never made your own pulled pork, give it a shot. It’s easy!

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Straw and Hay


Straw and Hay, originally uploaded by Jaquandor.

I made this dish for dinner a couple of nights ago, using a recipe from a Christmas-themed cookbook by the Frugal Gourmet. I’d always wanted to make it, but I always forgot about the recipe when not in the Holiday season, because that’s the only time I tend to peruse this particular cookbook. (He gives the Straw and Hay recipe in honor of the donkey ridden by Mary to Bethlehem.) It’s called “Straw and Hay” (Paglia e Fieno in Italian) by virtue of the two colors of pasta involved. I served it with a crusty garlic bread from The Store, and we loved it, although The Wife and I agree that next time, I should add shrimp.

Since I’m sure this cookbook is long out print, here’s the recipe:

1/2 cup butter (1 stick)
1/4 cup olive oil
4 cloves minced garlic (or more, to taste — I used more)
1/2 pound spinach linguine
1/2 pound regular linguine
1/3 cup grated Parmesan cheese

Salt, Pepper, and additional cheese to taste, when served

Cook the pasta according to directions. Drain (but do not rinse) and pour into large bowl.

While the pasta cooks: In a small frying pan, melt the butter, and then add in the olive oil. In this mixture saute the garlic for just a minute or so, until it’s barely browned and the mixture becomes deeply fragrant. Pour the garlic mixture over the pasta in the serving bowl and add the 1/3 cup grated Parmesan. Toss to combine, and serve hot.

I added a small pinch of kosher salt to my own serving, plus quite a lot of black pepper. Next time, I’ll add shrimp; what I suppose I’ll do is throw in some cooked shrimp to saute when I add the garlic, which should just bring the shrimp up to a serving temperature. Diced Italian sausage might also be a good addition to this.

What I loved most about the dish was how simple and easy it is. I usually take my time cooking recipes that are new to me, and even so, from the time I put the pot of water on the stove to boil to the time we sat down to eat, about twenty minutes elapsed. That rocks!

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