Sunday, May 22, 2011

Spicy Tomato Soup

Ok team!  For those of you not on the east coast this past week, let me tell you that the weather has been anything but a spring dream.  We've been locked in several days of a bone chilling grey drab, causing a general sense of irritability to have settled in among the masses.  In an effort to stay warm, I couldn't help but be thrown back to Spicy Tomato Soup.  I realize this isn't exactly the season, but then again it's not exactly the season for coats and sweaters either!


I worked with this recipe for Spicy Tomato Soup adapted from Stir-Mixing it up in the Italian Tradition by Barbara Lynch, a famed chef and linchpin in the Boston culinary scene, once in the fall and was immediately in love.  My friend Steven calls this one of my fancy soups because after pureeing it, Barbara recommends straining it through a fine mesh strainer to remove solids.  I've made it both ways, leaving the solids in and straining them out, which way is better is probably a question best left to preference.  It's a delicious soup both ways, never failing to ward off a chill and now lifting the spirit of those patiently waiting for sun on the east coast.  


In the spirit of Silva, I also decided to make a double batch so to pass on a few bowls to friends.  It was wonderful to share a little piece of my work with them, but most importantly I got to give each a huge and be in touch once again....



Spicy Tomato Soup



Ingredients
2     tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil
1     small onion, sliced
1     teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes (or more, to taste)
2     large cans plum tomatoes, about 28 ounces each
1/4   cup basil leaves
      Kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper

GARNISH
6    tablespoons crème fraîche (optional)
     Caraway seeds (optional)

Directions
Heat the olive oil in a large, heavy saucepan over medium heat. Add the onion and red pepper flakes and cook, stirring occasionally, until the onion is tender, about 7 minutes. Add the tomatoes and 1 1/2 cups water and cook, stirring occasionally, for 30 minutes. Add the basil, season lightly with salt and pepper, and let cool briefly before pureeing the soup in a food processor or a blender, in batches if necessary. Pass the soup through a fine-mesh strainer, pressing on the solids with a ladle. (Save the pulp if you like; it's great on crostini or baked eggplant.) Garnish with crème fraîche and caraway seeds and serve with croutons or grilled cheese sandwiches.



                               
                                                                    
               

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Move Over Betty Crocker!

Thanks to the Internet and cookbooks galore, there are hundreds of places to go to find recipes, making it all the more overwhelming if you're trying to learn the nuts and bolts of the kitchen.  A good foodie friend of mine suggested that I start working with Cook's Illustrated, The New Best Recipe Cookbook.  It covers the fundamentals of  how to cook all the basics well.  It not only gives detailed directions to creating each dish, but explains some of the food science behind the cooking/baking, offers variations, best practice tips, and of course, illustrations when necessary. I'll have you know it even makes a distinction between Northern Cornbread and Southern Cornbread.  Thank goodness someone pointed it out; move over Betty Crocker!

This book will probably become a backbone for many of my creations, as it is such a wealth of knowledge, but I'll definitely be cross referencing and drawing on a wide variety of inspiration-  Hopefully from many of you!!

¡Adelante!



Sunday, May 15, 2011

Battling Some Doubt

I woke up this morning thinking about this blog space again and battling some doubt, wondering if writing on the subject of food or anything closely related is overdone, so to speak.  I mean, I saw last night where Gwyneth Paltrow and Eve Longoria have cookbooks out!  Really?  Not that I’m even writing cookbooks or would be interested in producing anything like theirs, but it seems like the entire spectrum has to be covered if they're on the scene too.  Can there possibly be room in the cosmic universe for one more angle on this subject?  The truth is that I don’t know.  But I do know, that you don’t go anywhere if you don’t start somewhere and starting places can never be the same as ending places.   Who’s to say where this could lead...
I’m hoping to borrow a friend's camera for a bit to play with some photography this week so you all aren't over run with gray matter.  As much as I want to take the leap to buy one, several camera geek friends of mine have talked me down, suggesting I practice with a friend's to figure out what I need and if it’s a tool worth investing heavily.

¡Wow!  Just as I was about to publish this post (about doubt may I remind you), the doorbell rang.  It was Silvia, a friend from the church up the hill, presenting a warm pan of spicy noodles she made us for brunch.  As she handed them to Steven, my dear friend and roommate, she said "I remember when someone new moved into the neighborhood you use to take them food.  I don't see that much anymore...."  After Steven shut the door and we both happily stuffed ourselves with Silvia's spicy noodlily deliciousness, I couldn't help but believe that maybe there is something about food and community that is yet to be said.  Thank you Silvia.


Friday, May 13, 2011

Here we go!

Dearest Friends!!
Here we go!  After much encouragement, support, and, let’s just be honest, down right unrelenting prodding from others of you, over these past several years, I submit to you my first writing project.  This is a project exploring the marriage of food, drink, and most importantly the family, friends, and community sharing it.
This isn’t intended to be a gourmet cooking blog, another tired food critic rant, or some overblown cookbook bizarre.  In fact, my talent as a cook is questionable at best, my cookbook collection averages two, and I am anything but a TopChef loyalist.  What I love though is community and few things have been as universally central to community throughout history as the sharing of food and drink.  It could be strongly argued that it is most literally the tie that binds.  And for this reason, I’m inspired to practice whipping cream better, searing steak to perfection, scouring for yummy produce, or popping the cork on a bottle of wine, in effort to gather everyone round the table.      
Let me warn you that in the next two or three months this space will be HIGHLY EVOLVING (I hope!) as I practice finding my voice and sharpening the focus.  I’ll be trying out a number of different types of posts, various photography, and templets along the way.  Please never hesitate to send along comments and suggestions.  Iron sharpens iron so they say, and almost nothing is more dreadful in the kitchen than a dull blade!  Cheers to a new adventure and the places we will go, together!!
***For the moment, please don’t read anything into the title of the blog.  I’m not expecting any presidents for dinner, at least none that I know of, but it was the only title off the top of my head that wasn’t already taken.....so Dining With the President we must, for now!