<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351</id><updated>2009-11-24T18:38:16.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Desert Candy   حلويات الصحراء</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>290</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-8142997888706083693</id><published>2009-11-22T10:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T11:16:54.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Avocado Enchiladas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2772/4124346479_9febab3406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2772/4124346479_9febab3406.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is something I love about when it starts to really get cold. When you wake up in the morning and the heat is keeping the house toasty warm but you know, looking out the window at the crisp sharp sunlight and the bare branches, that it's cold out there. When your barefeet hit the cold kitchen floor as you go to make that cup of coffee. It's how I know that coats and boots and turkey and stuffing and carols will be fast arriving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2714/4124346465_fcb1b09279_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2714/4124346465_fcb1b09279_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2730/4124346469_6d16c44354_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2730/4124346469_6d16c44354_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I'm sure every cook out there is already pre-cooking for the big feast day, we also still have to make something for dinner. This year, my only holiday duties will involve getting on an airplane and perhaps a bit of sous-chefing at my destination. I'm looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2699/4124346471_1a3830e8c4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2699/4124346471_1a3830e8c4_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2550/4124346473_aa894fd1d3_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2550/4124346473_aa894fd1d3_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the meantime, I wanted something quick and satisfying and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; for dinner. Enchiladas come in a million variations, with green and red and all-kinds of bean sauces, and a myriad of fillings, but this one is one of my favorites. This does involve dirtying a few pans, but it's not terribly complicated and a great dish for brunch, lunch or dinner. The filling contains avocados, cheese, and cilantro, wrapped in salsa verde and corn tortillas and covered in more cheese. Of course, you can always doctor up the filling as you like, adding shredded chicken or white beans or some roasted green chile peppers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what about you, what do you cook on the eve of a holiday? Do you have a pre-holiday tradition? Give up and order pizza? Relay on pantry staples like pasta? Let me know in the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2507/4124346483_854d09d208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2507/4124346483_854d09d208.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Avocado Enchiladas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grapeseed, peanut, or canola oil&lt;br /&gt;12 corn tortillas&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups salsa verde (store-bought or homemade)&lt;br /&gt;2 avocados&lt;br /&gt;splash of lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;optional additions: white beans, shredded cooked chicken, roasted poblano peppers&lt;br /&gt;1 lb of monetery jack or mozzarella cheese, grated (you probably won't need all of it)&lt;br /&gt;1 bunch cilantro, roughly chopped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lightly oil a casserole dish. Preaheat oven to 350 F.&lt;br /&gt;2. Slice avocados and splash lemon juice over them along with a pinch of salt. Have ready the grated cheese and chopped cilantro and any other filling you want.&lt;br /&gt;3. Place the salsa in a saucepan and bring to a low simmer. Heat about 1/4 inch of oil in a saucepan and heat until hot.&lt;br /&gt;4. Place 1 tortilla in oil and cook on both sides until warm and supple, do not brown. Using tongs, transfer tortilla and dip in salsa to lightly coat.&lt;br /&gt;5. Transfer tortilla to workspace and place some avocado, cheese, and cilantro in the middle. Roll up and place seam side down in the prepared pan. Repeat the process with remaining tortillas, until the casserole is completely full.&lt;br /&gt;6. Spread some of the remaining salsa verde over top of the enchiladas. Top with a thcik sprinkling of grated cheese.&lt;br /&gt;7. Bake until heated through and cheese is melted, about  10-15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;8. Sprinkle with some cilantro and serve. Sour cream is  nice accompaniment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-8142997888706083693?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8142997888706083693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=8142997888706083693' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/8142997888706083693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/8142997888706083693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/11/avocado-enchiladas.html' title='Avocado Enchiladas'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-6121731288635364075</id><published>2009-11-16T17:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T18:28:04.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate Cranberry Rolls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2577/4110801290_d6d48546de.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2577/4110801290_d6d48546de.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been a bit on a yeast bread kick lately. Maybe it's the fall weather, or maybe it's simply my desire to not go to the store when I need bread. Hey, I've got flour and yeast and such, I'll see what I can make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often when I'm in this mood I turn to one of my many bread cookbooks, and one that I love is Homebaking by Jeffrey Alford and Naomi Duguid. If you aren't familiar with their cookbooks, I recommend them immensely. I want to be these people. They travel all over the world, collect recipes and stories, and publish them in these gorgeous coffee table-size books full of pictures and inspiring recipes. They are, in many ways, anthropologists first and cookbook authors second. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2621/4110801270_4a2a94ebaa_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2621/4110801270_4a2a94ebaa_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The recipe I made this time was cranberry chocolate rolls. I may not big the world's biggest fan of chocolate, but these are excellent. They remind my a bit of babka, only without the labor intensive egg rich dough. And while chocolate has a sweet role, I think the dark chocolate here also shows its savory side, deeply flavorful and warm as you might find chocolate in a mole sauce. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While these rolls can be a bit firm when cool, they are perfect when sliced and toasted with a dab of butter, or simply quickly warmed in the oven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2657/4110801282_5028d35d80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2657/4110801282_5028d35d80.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chocolate Cranberry Rolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Though the original recipe called for chilled chocolate chips, I prefer using chopped chocolate, which gives nice swirls of chocolate throughout the dough. The recipe also cuts in half nicely if you want only one small pan of rolls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cups milk, heated until lukewarm&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons active dry yeast&lt;br /&gt;About 5 cups all-purpose flour &lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons unsalted butter, cut into very small pieces, plus a little butter for shaping the buns&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons granulated sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 large egg, beaten&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cups roughly chopped semisweet chocolate&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup dried cranberries, plumped in hot water for about 5 minutes&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon ground cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;For egg wash/topping:&lt;br /&gt;1 egg, whisked with 2 tablespoons warm water, for egg wash&lt;br /&gt;About 3 tablespoons granulated or pearl sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Place the milk in a medium bowl and stir in the yeast. Let stand for several minutes, then stir in 1 cup of the flour. Add the butter, sugar, cinnamon, egg and salt and stir to incorporate. Add 2 more cups flour and stir, always in the same direction, until smooth. Add the chocolate and cranberries, together with 1/2 cup more flour, and stir to incorporate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Turn the dough out onto a generously floured surface and knead gently, folding the dough over on itself and incorporating flour as needed until the dough is only slightly sticky, about 4 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Place the dough in a clean greased bowl, cover with a plastic wrap and let rise until doubled, about 1 1/2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Turn the dough out onto a lightly floured surface. Cut in half, then cut each half into 8 pieces, and lightly cover them. Lightly butter two 9-by-5 inch bread pans or two 8-inch round cake pans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Place rack in the center of the oven and preheat the oven to 400 degrees F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Grease your palm with a little butter, then roll one piece of dough lightly under your hand to shape it into a rough ball. Place the ball in one of the pans and continue with the remaining dough. Cover with cloth or plastic and let rise for 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Just before baking, brush each loaf with the egg wash. Sprinkle the sugar over them and bake for 30 to 40 minutes (the timing will vary with the shape of the pans; they usually bake more quickly in cake pans), until puffed and golden brown. Immediately remove from the pans; let cool on a rack. These are best after they’ve cooled almost to room temperature. Tear off rolls, or slice like a loaf if you prefer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-6121731288635364075?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6121731288635364075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=6121731288635364075' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/6121731288635364075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/6121731288635364075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/11/chocolate-cranberry-rolls.html' title='Chocolate Cranberry Rolls'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-8992395036016376477</id><published>2009-11-11T14:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:05:10.791-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vegetables'/><title type='text'>Stuffed Acorn Squash with Cranberries and Pecans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2433/4091962366_879bd03649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2433/4091962366_879bd03649.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few weeks ago we put on a "practice Thanksgiving." After all, who says roast turkey, stuffing, sweet potatoes, and gravy should be made once a year? I think not. And what if you want to test out a new dish without the pressure of the big day, or celebrate with someone who won't be around for the actual holiday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So practice Thanksgiving it was, only on a Thursday where I actually had to work all day and come home and host 8 for dinner. Daunting to some, but somewhat thrilling to my inner-entertainer. I put pumpkins and squash all around the house and decorated the table with kale and sorghum and sparkleberry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks later, and I decided those acorn squash should go from decoration to dinner. I hollowed them out and roasted them filled with what I had on hand- bulgur, cranberries, pecans, and cinnamon.  A friend commented that my recipe sounded Lebanese, after all they were vegetables stuffed with bulgur. And though I pointed out that cranberries and pecans are about as American as you get, perhaps she's right in that I've cooked so much Middle Eastern food now, it's sort of stuck in my bloodstream, no matter what ingredients you use. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are lovely single-serving one meal deals, and as you eat them you scoop the squash flesh into the bulgur mixture, mixing it all together. If you don't have bulgur, I imagine cooked wild rice would be excellent as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2630/4091962384_bf9e2b929e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2630/4091962384_bf9e2b929e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stuffed Acorn Squash with Cranberries and Pecans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Obviously you can increase this number to however many you'd like to serve. Be sure to use small acorn squash so that it's a true one serving size. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 small acorn squash, tops removed and centers hollowed out &lt;br /&gt;best quality olive oil &lt;br /&gt;2/3 cup bulgur&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cup boiling water&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup dried cranberries&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup chopped pecans, toasted&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon chopped parsley&lt;br /&gt;salt to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Preheat oven to 425 F. Place bulgur and cranberries in a bowl and pour boiling water over top. Let sit 15 minutes, or until fluffed.&lt;br /&gt;2. Meanwhile, toast the pecans.&lt;br /&gt;3. Rub the insides of the squash with olive oil and rub in some salt.&lt;br /&gt;4. Combine the bulgur, cinnamon, pecans, parsley, 1 tablespoon of olive oil, and season with salt to taste.&lt;br /&gt;5. Stuff the squash and place the lids back on top. Place on a baking sheet and bake for about 50 minutes, or until the squash or completely soft when tested with a knife and they appear slightly collapsed. Let cool slightly before serving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-8992395036016376477?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8992395036016376477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=8992395036016376477' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/8992395036016376477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/8992395036016376477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/11/stuffed-acorn-squash-with-cranberries.html' title='Stuffed Acorn Squash with Cranberries and Pecans'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-2720741361674984579</id><published>2009-11-03T20:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T19:29:34.789-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Middle Eastern'/><title type='text'>Jordanian Seven-Spice Veal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2592/3954722820_882a09617d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2592/3954722820_882a09617d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's someone up there I'd like you to meet. No, not that tender meat, but the hand stirring the meat. That there is the boy who spends a lot of time in my kitchen, who gives me encouraging hugs when I'm sad, who happily eats seconds of the bread pudding I thought was just ok, and who makes one mean pear-walnut pie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always a little awkward introducing boyfriends in the blogosphere. What if they disappear, what if you have to write about it online, what if, what if. But all relationships are gambles, and I'm not saying I know how this one is going to turn out. I do know that this one is worth betting on, that he makes me immensely happy, and that I want him to be my regular recipe tester, kiss-giver, and pie-maker for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2511/3954722824_cafa3114b5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 357px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2511/3954722824_cafa3114b5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paul was in Jordan over the summer, and in between drinking delicious mint lemonade and asking me how to order a mixed grill, he became enamoured of a dish at a local restaurant. The dish involves veal or lamb sauteed with onions and tomatoes and with a traditional Middle Eastern 7-Spice mixture. It's a very simple dish but it really shows off the magic of seven spices- allspice, black pepper, cardamom, cinnamon, cloves, coriander, nutmeg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul talked about this so much he decided to replicate it at home. We used veal, though lamb would be good also (and before you start yelling about veal, you can check &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/04/18/dining/18veal.html"&gt;this out&lt;/a&gt;). The only step I changed was to saute the tomatoes and onions separately, so that you can cook the tomato juices down and the dish won't end up too runny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to discovering new dishes, and traveling, and to having people you love in your kitchen. May they stick around for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2616/3954722828_d99a0e102e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2616/3954722828_d99a0e102e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jordanian Seven-Spice Veal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You can find seven-spice mixture at your local Middle Eastern grocery, or make your own per the recipe below. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 onion, diced&lt;br /&gt;2 medium, or 1 1/2 large tomatoes, seeded and diced&lt;br /&gt;3 veal cutlets, cut into small pieces, or 12 oz lamb&lt;br /&gt;olive oil&lt;br /&gt;salt &lt;br /&gt;pepper&lt;br /&gt;about 1 to 1 1/2 tablespoons seven spice mixture&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup pine nuts, toasted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Heat a few tablespoons of olive oil in a wide skillet. Season the veal with salt and pepper and add the skillet, cook until lightly browned, a few minutes. Remove veal to a plate.&lt;br /&gt;2. If the pan is dry, add a bit more olive oil. Add the diced onion and saute until translucent. Add the tomato, season with salt, and cook over medium heat until the tomato reduces and is thick and no longer runny. Return the veal to the pan and sprinkle the seven spice mixture over top. taste for seasoning. Cook until the veal is heated through and tender.&lt;br /&gt;3. Transfer to a serving dish and sprinkle pine nuts over top. Serve, preferably with rice and some good plain yogurt and diced parsley to go alongside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Seven Spice Mixture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons ground black pepper&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons ground allspice&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons ground cumin&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon ground coriander&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon ground cloves&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon ground nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon ground cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon ground cardamom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-2720741361674984579?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2720741361674984579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=2720741361674984579' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/2720741361674984579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/2720741361674984579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/10/jordanian-seven-spice-veal.html' title='Jordanian Seven-Spice Veal'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-3909841314537850106</id><published>2009-10-30T18:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T18:53:25.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Proof</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2481/4059633094_7568e476da.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 310px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2481/4059633094_7568e476da.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2693/4059633100_389da496f8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 310px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2693/4059633100_389da496f8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was baking at a young age.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-3909841314537850106?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3909841314537850106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=3909841314537850106' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/3909841314537850106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/3909841314537850106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/10/proof.html' title='Proof'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-5169683753677147569</id><published>2009-10-24T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T16:28:35.542-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yeast Breads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><title type='text'>Swedish Limpa Bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2465/4038922965_b0296b78e6_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 234px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2465/4038922965_b0296b78e6_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember picking up the first care package in the dingy basement of my college dorm. Sure, I'd been to summer camp before, but now I was on my own, taking the subway with my roommates, dashing across the traffic of Seventh Avenue, pretending like  was a real New Yorker, and hoping I would really be one someday soon. And a few weeks went by, and there was that box, with my mom's handwriting on the top, and I opened it and all these colorful things just spilled out. Polka dotted tissue paper and cards and a little stuffed animal and brochures from the last art exhibit my mom went to and extra bobby pins. And right in the middle was a big round loaf of bread, all swaddled in plastic wrap and pink plastic cellophane like you wrap cookies in at Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the seventies, when it was trendy to make everything from scratch, my mom knitted blankets and pressed homemade paper and cooked yogurt in little cups and she baked bread. She had the Sunset Book of Breads, and over the course of a year she made every single recipe. Even the danishes, she'd always tell me. But her favorite was the Swedish Limpa bread, the thick crumbed bread flavored with dark rye, molasses, cumin seeds, and orange peel. She loved it because it made great toast, crusty and warm and swathed in butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had had mom's Limpa bread before, but sitting on the floor of my dorm room holding that loaf up to my nose it was as if I was smelling for the first time. And tasting  each bit of rye and caraway and orange with each bite. And like mom, it's still one of my favorite breads, perfect for those first cool days of autumn, when the leaves are falling and turning on the oven is just what you want to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2791/4038922961_32a44ab3e4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2791/4038922961_32a44ab3e4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Swedish Limpa Bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup boiling water&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup cracked wheat (aka bulgur)&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon crushed fennel or anise seed&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon crushed cumin seed&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon crushed caraway seed&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons grated orange zest&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons salt&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup molasses&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons butter&lt;br /&gt;1 package (2 1/4 teaspoons) dry active yeast&lt;br /&gt;1/4 warm water&lt;br /&gt;1 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;2 cups unsifted dark rye flour&lt;br /&gt;about 4 1/2 cups all-purpose flour (sift before measuring)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Place cracked wheat, fennel, cumin, caraway, orange zest, salt, molasses and butter in a very large bowl and pour boiling water over top. Let sit about 5 minutes, until cooled to lukewarm.&lt;br /&gt;2. Meanwhile, dissolve the yeast in the warm water and let sit until foamy.&lt;br /&gt;3. Add the yeast mixture to the cracked wheat mixture and add the dark rye and the milk. Add enough flour to make a moderately stiff dough. Turn the douh out onto a floured surface and knead for 10 minutes. Yes, I sad 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;4. Place in a large greased bowl, turning to coat. Cover the bowl with plastic wrap and place in a warm place to rise for 2 hours, until nearly doubled in bulk.&lt;br /&gt;5. Punch down the dough and form 1 large or 2 medium size loaves. Place on a greased baking sheet and allow to rise until almost doubled, about 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;6. Meanwhile, preheat the oven to 350. Bake for 1 hour and 15 minutes for the large  12 " loaf, or 35 minutes for the smaller 9" loaves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-5169683753677147569?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/5169683753677147569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=5169683753677147569' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/5169683753677147569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/5169683753677147569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/10/swedish-limpa-bread.html' title='Swedish Limpa Bread'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-426548783775980147</id><published>2009-10-18T17:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T18:33:34.294-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lebanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poultry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Middle Eastern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Syrian'/><title type='text'>Musakhan - Bread-Wrapped Roast Chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2556/4024222632_20492c5c7a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2556/4024222632_20492c5c7a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a chicken carcass simmering in a pot of water on my stove and my house smells wonderfully of burgeoning chicken stock. But the cause of this smell is omething even more excellent and tasty - bread-wrapped roast chicken. This is a Palestinian dish found across the Levant called musakhan. Musakhan, which literally means "warmed," consists of chicken pieces and caramelized onions wrapped up in swaths of of flatbread and baked until the chicken falls off the bone and the bread absorbs all those good chicken juices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2431/4024222614_59bb538257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2431/4024222614_59bb538257.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You'll see many different versions of this across the Middle East, including fast food versions that include flatbread dough with onions and chicken baked on top. But the traditional version wraps the chicken in a kind of bread called marquq, a very thin flatbread made on a saj grill. A good Middle Eastern grocery will have marquq, but other thin flatbreads, like shraq or lavash will also work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2678/4024222618_0d208f8b98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2678/4024222618_0d208f8b98.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I once described this dish to a friend, she exclaimed, "bread-wrapped roast chicken, that sounds like a dream!" And indeed, it is excellent. The bread, which is soft and full of chickeny juices on the bottom and crisp and crackly no top, the deep flavor of caramelized onions, the fleck of sumac, the tender meat. It's the sort of weeknight comfort food you can eat all week long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2734/4024222624_0b0e337fbf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2734/4024222624_0b0e337fbf.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Musakhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;While you can include the chicken wings in the pan, I find the wings are boney and take up too much space in the pan, so I usually set them aside from another use. I like to double or triple the bread on the bottom, so that it absorbs chicken and onion juices, but I like only one layer of crispy bread on the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 free-range chicken (about 3 1/2 lbs), butchered into 2 legs, 2 thighs, 2 legs, and 2 wings&lt;br /&gt;good quality olive oil&lt;br /&gt;2 large sweet onions, or 3 medium size ones&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup sumac&lt;br /&gt;3-4 sheets marquq bread&lt;br /&gt;salt, pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In a large, deep casserole, heat 1/ 4 cup of the olive oil, then lightly brown the chicken on all sides over a medium heat, about 20 minutes. Remove and set aside. Add the remaining 1/ 4 cup olive oil to the casserole and cook the onions until translucent, about 35 minutes, stirring occasionally. Add the sumac and cook for 2 minutes to mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Preheat the oven to 350F. Grease a 9 x 12-inch baking dish  or large casserole, then line with two or three stacked sheets of marquq bread, or two halves of Arabic-style bread. Spoon half the onions over each, then arrange the chicken on top of the onions and cover with the remaining onions and the juices from the casserole. Cover with a single sheet of marquq bread or halves of Arabic bread, tucking in the sides crusty side up and sprinkling some water over top. Bake until the chicken is very tender and almost falling off the bone, about 1 1/ 2 hours. After 1/2 hour, cover the top with aluminum foil. Keep an eye on the bottom of the pan, if you see juices bubbling in the bottom of the pan add some water to the bottom of the pan so they don't burn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Let rest a few minutes, then serve. Makes good leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:  The size of marquq bread varies, so use common sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-426548783775980147?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/426548783775980147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=426548783775980147' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/426548783775980147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/426548783775980147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/10/musakhan-bread-wrapped-roast-chicken.html' title='Musakhan - Bread-Wrapped Roast Chicken'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-9154910234019220399</id><published>2009-10-16T18:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T20:23:36.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Currently Cooking:</title><content type='html'>Swiss-Chard and Walnut Ravioli in Lemony Homemade Pasta Dough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2454/4017573007_8d4c23c44e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2454/4017573007_8d4c23c44e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a batch of pasta dough (per the Babbo Cookbook basic recipe), and flecked it with lemon zest. The ravioli filling was slivered swiss chard with I cooked quickly in a skillet until wilted, then I tossed in a handful of walnuts and a pinch of chile flakes to toast. Put the chard and walnuts in a food processor with salt and parmesan and pulse until finely chopped. Use the mixture to fill cut out ravioli squares, form raviolis, boil them 3-5 minutes in water, toss with a little browned butter in a skillet. Voila, dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-9154910234019220399?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/9154910234019220399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=9154910234019220399' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/9154910234019220399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/9154910234019220399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/10/currently-cooking.html' title='Currently Cooking:'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-9048628024317213360</id><published>2009-10-08T18:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:02:02.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Writer's Block and Margaret's Eggplant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2619/3756880474_65f838e75f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2619/3756880474_65f838e75f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I sit down at the computer in the last month, it seems I can't figure out what on earth I want to tell you. It probably doesn't help that I've been home approximately 6 of the last 30 days, traveling for work and pleasure, packing and unpacking suitcases. But that's not the excuse, really. Words come into my head on the airplane or often while I'm driving, but as soon as I go to put them on paper (or laptop, more likely), they vanish as quickly as they came. I carry a Rhodia notebook everywhere, but it seems to collect random phone numbers and half-thought sentences more than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sad to hear of Gourmet closing, and frustrated with the lack of strategy in the Afghan war, and I've even been doing a decent amount of cooking in the few days when I have a chance. We had a dinner party with whole grilled rockfish and raspberry souffles with peach creme anglaise (ooh, how wonderful they were), and I made chocolate chip cookies to take on the road with me. But when it comes to writing and sharing with you all, well I'll admit I'm coming up empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3466/3939833256_6b9750504e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 332px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3466/3939833256_6b9750504e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I sold my mom's house a few weeks ago, and have a sudden feeling homelessness. The house is mainly cleaned out, but I left mom's recipe cabinet for last. Everyone says how hard it must be to clean out mom's house, but frankly a lot of the stuff in there is just stuff to me. I'm no as attached to objects as some people. But the recipe cabinet is a different story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother clipped every Sunday NYTimes recipe since about 1975. I'm not kidding. I went through every single one- great stuff from the times of Craig Cliaborne and Patricia Wells. And that's all on top of the other clippings, the Times and the Post, and Gourmet, my Grandmother's recipe box, and at least 30 recipes for barbeque. My mother was a great cook, but after I left home she didn't cook much,with just herself to feed. But she kept clipping, and she'd always say that when she retired she'd make every single one of them. Going through them, it made me terribly sad that she never got the chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2110/2943286900_96af0918f6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2110/2943286900_96af0918f6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to Baltimore last weekend, to harvest grapes at a vineyard and stroll around the Walters and eat excellent Afghan food at the Helmand. We stayed with a friend Margaret, who is an excellent cook. When my mom was staying with her, she would often make this fried eggplant dish- they loved it so much the two of them would eat a whole eggplant in one sitting. I totally understand, this stuff is addictive. I made the recipe, simple pan-fried panko-crusted eggplant, for my last dinner party, and 3 whole eggplants were devoured in minutes. You could add some plain yogurt as an accoutrement, but this dish can really stand alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if this writer's block will continue, or what all do with that big stack of mom's recipe, or how much longer I'll feel that accute stab of orphanhood on a daily basis. But I know I'll keep cooking, because it's as intrinsic to me as sleeping and breathing, and I hope I'll figure out how to share that here as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2528/3756880476_817f15e5a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2528/3756880476_817f15e5a7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Margaret's Eggplant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peanut or canola oil, for frying&lt;br /&gt;2 eggplant, about 3" to 4" inches in diameter at the widest point&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs, beaten with 1 tbl of water&lt;br /&gt;panko for crusting&lt;br /&gt;salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Slice the eggplant very thinly and spread on paper towels. Sprinkle throroughly with salt on both sides, then leave eggplant to drain for 20-30 minutes. Press the eggplant well on both sides to absorb moisture and brush off any excess salt.&lt;br /&gt;2. Meanwhile, place the beaten egg mixture in one wide bowl and the pank in another shallow bowl or plate.&lt;br /&gt;3. In your widest skillet or pan, heat about 1" of oil, enough for shallow frying, until shimmering.&lt;br /&gt;4. Dip the eggplant slices in egg, then in panko to coat. Add the eggplant slices to the pan a few at a time (do not overcrowd) and fry until golden brown on both sides. Transfer to paper towels to drain. It will take several batches and you will probably have to replenish the oil in the pan.&lt;br /&gt;5. Serve immediately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-9048628024317213360?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/9048628024317213360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=9048628024317213360' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/9048628024317213360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/9048628024317213360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/10/writers-block-and-margarets-eggplant.html' title='Writer&apos;s Block and Margaret&apos;s Eggplant'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-6223921332827881531</id><published>2009-09-19T16:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T18:19:10.809-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Middle Eastern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aleppo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Syrian'/><title type='text'>Muhammara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2553/3901524711_ce6311133f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 350px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2553/3901524711_ce6311133f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2428/3902355924_dfd8e8be4a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 350px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2428/3902355924_dfd8e8be4a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We returned from a lovely (if hot) vacation in &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/desertcandy/sets/72157622314336078/"&gt;Malta&lt;/a&gt;, spent a day in DC, and then left the following evening for Seattle for a wedding, plenty of good food, and some kayaking. And then I came back to DC and went back to work, and I'm still trying to sort through the massive pile of mail, catch up on bills and emails, and mainly just figure out what time zone I'm in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I need to update the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course the one recipe I want to tell you about, the recipe just waiting in the cue wondering when, oh when, will she finally get home from vacation so I can get posted?  Well, what happened is what often happens, I made the recipe for a party, everyone loved it and devoured it, and I forgot to take a picture of it until the next day, when all was left was this measly little dab. See:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2611/3929678829_2c17716ecf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2611/3929678829_2c17716ecf.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, pathetic pictures aside, that's muhammara up there, and you should really get to know her. Muhammara, the word coming from the Arabic for red, is a spicy dip made of roasted red peppers, walnuts, and chile flakes. It has this sort of amazing dense nutty texture that comes from the walnuts and the handful of breadcrumbs that are added to the dip. Muhammara is a specialty of Aleppo, Syria, which is unique among Middle Eastern cuisines for it's use of fiery spices, especially the famous Aleppo pepper.  If you don't have Aleppo pepper I'd really recommend you seek it out, as it is both spicy and subtly smoky. But if you don't have any, a mix of half paprika, half red chile flakes will do in a pinch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice thing about muhammara is that while it's excellent spread on bread, it has a myriad of other uses too. Add it to a sandwich with some sliced avocado and baby lettuces, slather it on top of pan-roasted chicken, or use it as a sauce for fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, at least I've gotten you this recipe, and I've also figured out today is Saturday.  I hope to get around to telling you about the delicious eats of our trips, as soon as I figure out what time zone it is again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Muhammara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pomegranate molasses and Aleppo pepper are available at Middle Eastern groceries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup walnuts, toasted&lt;br /&gt;2 tbl tomato paste&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 tbl pomegranate molasses&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon Aleppo pepper&lt;br /&gt;2 medium or 3 large roasted red peppers&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon cumin&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup bread crumbs&lt;br /&gt;pinch each sugar and salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you are roasting the peppers yourself, roast them, then peel off the skins, core and remove the seeds. You can also use jarred roasted peppers&lt;br /&gt;2. Pulse the walnuts in a food processor until the resemble the texture of coarse meal. Add the tomato paste, pomegranate molasses, Aleppo pepper, roasted peppers, and cumin and process until yo achieve a relatively smooth mixture. Add in the bread crumbs and season to taste with sugar and salt. Pulse everything to combine.&lt;br /&gt;3. Refrigerate at least two hours before using to allow the favors to meld and the red crumbs to soak into the dip. Serve at room temperature with pita bread or as desired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-6223921332827881531?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6223921332827881531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=6223921332827881531' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/6223921332827881531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/6223921332827881531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/09/muhammara.html' title='Muhammara'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-3097618910336122174</id><published>2009-09-09T15:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T15:49:00.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pause...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3486/3901590597_9674a0854f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3486/3901590597_9674a0854f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2551/3901576927_07813dab32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2551/3901576927_07813dab32.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3425/3902397656_7f3c7e3d63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3425/3902397656_7f3c7e3d63.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2460/3902398904_fc0efc047c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2460/3902398904_fc0efc047c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been in Malta on holiday, eating good Gozitan cheese and bread and nougat and ice cream, going to the beach, sightseeing, and drinking good wine. We're now off to Seattle for a few days but I will get back to posting as soon as we're home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-3097618910336122174?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3097618910336122174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=3097618910336122174' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/3097618910336122174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/3097618910336122174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/09/pause.html' title='A Pause...'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-8476008868269108171</id><published>2009-08-26T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:22:29.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mango Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2446/3824383022_866afae4ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2446/3824383022_866afae4ab.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're taking a break from our usually scheduled Middle Eastern fare for something quite deserving of your attention: Mango Pie!  I'll admit that I would not have thought of this myself, but a certain someone I know is quite obsessed with pie, and rather enamored of mangos, and using the five-year-old logic that things you like must go well together, thus begat mango pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though mangos may not be traditional in pie, they certainly stand up perfectly to the short-crust treatment. They were soft and sweet without being runny or mushy. Looking at the price and labor of using fresh mangos, I decided to go for frozen, which turned out the be an excellent economical choice. The only thing I would say about frozen mangos is to thaw them and check them over for under-ripe pieces. Our bags had a few firm pieces that never softened up in baking, so I wished I had gone over the fruit first. Of course, fresh mangos would be even better I imagine. The pie is spiked with a bit of rum ad ginger, and we served it with an excellent homemade coconut ice cream for the a la mode treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mango Pie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If using frozen mangos you'll need 2 bags of frozen. Thaw them, check over for any too-firm pieces, and slice in half any of the larger segments. Then use as below.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dough for a double-crust pie&lt;br /&gt;4 1/2 cups cubed mango &lt;br /&gt;2/3 cup brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;3 tbl cornstarch&lt;br /&gt;2 tbl dark rum&lt;br /&gt;1 tbl diced crystallized ginger&lt;br /&gt;optional:1 egg for egg wash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Preheat oven to 425F. Roll out pie crusts and refrigerate.&lt;br /&gt;2. Combine filling ingredients (mango, sugar, cornstarch, rum, ginger) in a large bowl.&lt;br /&gt;3. Fit pie crust into pan, add filling, top with second pie crust and trim edges. Cut slits for vents on top crust. If desired, beat egg with a tablespoon of water and brush over crust.&lt;br /&gt;4. Bake for 20 minutes at 425F, then lower oven temperature to 375F and bake for 30 minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-8476008868269108171?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8476008868269108171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=8476008868269108171' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/8476008868269108171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/8476008868269108171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/mango-pie.html' title='Mango Pie'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-825596450541559927</id><published>2009-08-20T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T18:24:41.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Middle Eastern Cooking: The Saj</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZrwTdG1jiA/SoTE5G9bmhI/AAAAAAAABA4/asJe2UzhATE/s1600-h/print3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZrwTdG1jiA/SoTE5G9bmhI/AAAAAAAABA4/asJe2UzhATE/s320/print3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369633141132335634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saj"&gt;saj&lt;/a&gt; (صاج ) is a round domed grill found across the eastern Mediterranean, particularly in Lebanon, that is used for cooking a preparing a variety of breads, sandwiches, and meats.  The saj is literally a metal dome with a heat source underneath, usually a ring of gas flames. Saj's are often seen at roadside stands and cafes where they are used to prepare sandwiches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sandwiches a piece of flatbread dough is quickly cooked on the saj, then one side of the flatbread is spread with toppings (za'atar with oil, cheese, diced chicken, or thick labne yogurt are popular choices). The toppings are allowed to warm and melt and then the sandwich is folded up and eaten. Crispy in some parts and chewy in others, it's the Middle Eastern marriage of a crepe and a panini. The large round surface of the dome allows multiple sandwiches to be made at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZrwTdG1jiA/SoTEW1QURFI/AAAAAAAABAo/vzuJg6yqwRg/s1600-h/1611706.bin.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZrwTdG1jiA/SoTEW1QURFI/AAAAAAAABAo/vzuJg6yqwRg/s320/1611706.bin.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369632552264156242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Numerous types of flatbreads can be made on a saj, so the term "saj bread," occaisionally seen on Middle Eastern style menus in the West, could refer to any number of breads. Probably the most famous type of bread made on the saj is &lt;a href="http://www.slowfoodbeirut.org/index_inv.php?c=inv5"&gt;marquk&lt;/a&gt; (markook, marquq) bread. This bread, native to the Chouf Mountains of Lebanon, a yeasted flat bread that is a very large, with the rounds paper thin in some points and thicker and chewier in others. It is also probably one of my all time favorite breads.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZrwTdG1jiA/SoTEc19KDLI/AAAAAAAABAw/16juHoS0mjE/s1600-h/making-manakish-jan-07-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZrwTdG1jiA/SoTEc19KDLI/AAAAAAAABAw/16juHoS0mjE/s320/making-manakish-jan-07-2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369632655531445426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meat can also be cooked on a saj, though this is less common because of the convex surface of the grill. The meat is usually very thinly sliced, marinated, and then the strips are grilled on the saj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The easiest way to replicate the saj at home is to find an old wok you don't care about, then clean the bottom well, invert it over a gas burner, and heat it up. It worked quite nicely for me to make breads and sandwiches on a makeshift saj. Last time I was in Paris I think I saw more saj stands than in Lebanon, such was their popularity for tasty cheap street food. A friend and I always thought we could make a profitable business in bringing the saj to New York, but until we do, the U.S. may continue to be a sadly saj-less place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-825596450541559927?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/825596450541559927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=825596450541559927' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/825596450541559927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/825596450541559927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/middle-eastern-cooking-saj.html' title='Middle Eastern Cooking: The Saj'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZrwTdG1jiA/SoTE5G9bmhI/AAAAAAAABA4/asJe2UzhATE/s72-c/print3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-2039904764138058825</id><published>2009-08-13T19:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:29:58.762-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lebanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Middle Eastern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Legumes'/><title type='text'>Mujadara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3428/3753860912_6270ac99f4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3428/3753860912_6270ac99f4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are several Middle Eastern recipes that I have not yet posted here for several reasons:  a) I don't particularly like the dish (ahem, sheep's feet), b) I lack the special molds, tools or ingredients to make the dish (ma'amoul, kishik), c) it makes a huge amount and I don't have a crowd to feed it to (whole roasted lamb anyone?). And finally, there is a whole slew of dishes that I haven't posted here simply because they are so common and obvious to me that I forget they might be new to someone else.  Heck, it took me two years to get a baba ghanoush recipe on this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while I realize I've been absent from this site due to recent events, I hope to delve more into the both the basics and the more unusual dishes of Middle Eastern cuisine here in the future. I've got a whole bunch of ideas for postings, it's just getting them written down and uploaded. I hope you'll stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One example of those most basic of Levantine staples is mujadara- a simple pilaf of rice, lentils and caramelized onions. I hesitated to post it here because it's been blogged about so many times before.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2014/3753860904_cb9fd6af20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2014/3753860904_cb9fd6af20.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like so many rice and legume staples- it relies on a simple but key combination of spices and flavors to elevate it from belly-filler to table-decorator. Every cook should know how to caramelize onions, an essential skill that mainly takes patience.  Whenever my pantry is bare, leaving me only with some onions lolling in the vegetable drawer and a bit of old bread, I caramelize the onions and eat them over toast, with cheese melted on top. It's delightful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mujadara is just rice and brown lentils (cook them separately so they are both done just right), then cooked together with caramelized onions and spices. A simple cheap Mediterranean staple that I finally got around to sharing with you. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sahtain&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2669/3753860908_544b685059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2669/3753860908_544b685059.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mujadara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I love this dish with dollops of plain yogurt on top, even though it's not traditional it's very, very good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 large sweet white onions, thinly sliced&lt;br /&gt;2 tbl butter&lt;br /&gt;2 tbl vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups brown or green lentils (not red lentils or french lentils!)&lt;br /&gt;2 cups long grain white rice&lt;br /&gt;3-4 cardamom pods&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp ground cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp ground cumin&lt;br /&gt;salt and pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;splash of good olive oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;optional&lt;/span&gt;: plain thick yogurt for serving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Melt the butter along with the oil and a pinch of salt in your largest skillet, and add the onions. Set heat on medium-low and stir occasionally until very soft, about 30 minutes. Turn heat to medium high and keep cooking and stirring often until deeply browned and sweet, another 20 minutes or more. Deglaze the pan with a splash of water (or more untraditionally white wine), stir and set aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Meanwhile, cook the rice and lentils separately according to the package directions. Add the cardamom pods to the rice pot while cooking, then discard when done. The lentils should be tender but not smushy or soupy, they should retain their shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Combine rice, lentils, half the caramelized onions, cinnamon, cumin, salt and pepper in a large pot. Add about half a cup of water and the olive oil and heat everything together until fragrent, warm and combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Place mujadara in serving dish. Scatter remaining caramelized onions over top. You can also decorate with some toasted pine nuts or chopped parsley. Serve, with plain thick yogurt on the side if desired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-2039904764138058825?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2039904764138058825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=2039904764138058825' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/2039904764138058825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/2039904764138058825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/mujadara.html' title='Mujadara'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-3824235131972536033</id><published>2009-07-25T19:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:35:42.500-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seafood'/><title type='text'>Grilled Lemony Sardines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3516/3755900565_9b616baf60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3516/3755900565_9b616baf60.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like small fish. Little tiny ones: sardines and smelts and rainbow trout and lots of other varieties I don't know the name for. In Beirut one summer, a group of friends and I stopped in one of the large fish houses at the lower end of the Corniche. After ordering drinks, the waiter asked us what we would like, though no menus had been presented. After some confusion, we were lead to a large display of fish on ice, where we could pick what we wanted and how it would be prepared. Most of the fish were tiny, about ten different varieties of fish ranging from the size of your pinky to the length of a pencil. We ordered haphazardly and hoped for the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3057/3053408740_b3d4f2dc34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3057/3053408740_b3d4f2dc34.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everything that came out of the kitchen was excellent, particularly the little fish which had been battered and deep fried, but also the smokier grilled ones. Ever since then, if I see little fresh fish in a market (sadly rare in the States), I'm tempted to buy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh sardines are in season now,  and I couldn't resist picking some up. Sardines are also one of the few undebatedly sustainable fish left to eat (although I fear someone will dispute me in the comments). I grilled them with whole slices of lemon and a bath of garlicky olive oil.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having been over-zealous, I faced a week of sardine sandwich eating for lunch. This is not a bad thing: a toasted bun layered with a few leaves of spinach, sardines, grilled whole lemon slices, and goat cheese is a pretty good thing. However, most of my colleagues eat Thai take-out for lunch, and I was sheepishly assembling my sardine sandwich for lunch when a colleague stopped me. He loved sardines he said, and was eager to know where to get fresh ones and how to cook them.  Relieved, I explained the following recipe to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2486/3755900581_41d91fede8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2486/3755900581_41d91fede8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Grilled Lemony Sardines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 lb fresh sardines, gutted and rinsed&lt;br /&gt;2 large thin-skinned lemons, sliced as thinly as possible&lt;br /&gt;3 tbl olive oil&lt;br /&gt;1 garlic clove, pressed&lt;br /&gt;1 pinch Aleppo pepper&lt;br /&gt;sea salt, to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Preheat a grill, or preheat your oven to 475 F. If you're using a grill you'll want some sort of grill pan.&lt;br /&gt;2. Combine oil, garlic, pepper, and 1/4 teaspoon salt in a large bowl. Add the sardines and toss to coat.&lt;br /&gt;3. Grease your grill pan or baking sheet. Scatter half the lemon slices on the pan. Spread the sardines over top- try not to crowd them so they cook evenly. Sprinkle with some more salt. Top with remaining lemon. &lt;br /&gt;4. Grill the sardines for about 10 minutes, tossing everything around mid-way through, until sardines are done and lemons are soft. If using the oven it may take 12-15 minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-3824235131972536033?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3824235131972536033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=3824235131972536033' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/3824235131972536033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/3824235131972536033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/07/grilled-lemony-sardines.html' title='Grilled Lemony Sardines'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-8727166969103945771</id><published>2009-07-15T19:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T19:14:59.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halva Mousse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2483/3703103786_2af8631aa8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2483/3703103786_2af8631aa8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to make halva once, the sesame-paste sweet that is ubiquitous across the Middle East. It was a disaster, a sticky gooey, too soft mess that stuck all over every pan and surface it touched. Sometimes it's better to leave the candy making to the professionals. I often describe halva (halvah/helwa/halaweh) as the Middle Eastern equivalent of peanut butter fudge, only made with sesame seeds and slightly more crumbly. Halvah is made by mixing sesame seed butter (tahini) with a sugar syrup and cooking it to the hard crack stage, but it is a delate operation that involves just-right temperatures and constant even mixing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though popular all over the Middle East, halva is often associated with Israel where it has an entire section in every grocery (and where I'm sure Israelis an Arabs argue over the origins of the food, much like the do felafel and hummus).  Likewise, halva mousse is found on nearly every menu in Israel, as common as chocolate cake, they range from dense and thick to light and fluffy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3624/3601311346_11cfa6b927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3624/3601311346_11cfa6b927.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This recipe is my own spin on halvah mousse, concocted out of my kitchen and imagination. While I normally dislike gelatin in mousses, it seems fussy and funnily textured, it is necessary in this recipe. As I found out in my first attempt, simply combining halva and whipped cream does not a dessert make. The gelatin works to make it smooth, an the texture is light and fluffy with a nutty flavor. The recipe here s a basic one, and you could experiment with adding a touch of honey or cinnamon, or folding in things like chopped apricots or toasted walnuts. Just make sure to visit a Middle Eastern or Mediterranean grocery and leave the halva-making itself to the professionals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3502/3703103778_551d41bd20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3502/3703103778_551d41bd20.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Halva Mousse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 oz halva (preferably pistachio variety, or add a 1/4 cup of pistachios)&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp plain powder gelatin&lt;br /&gt;1 pint heavy cream&lt;br /&gt;3-4 tablespoons powdered sugar, to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Beat the cream to stiff peaks. Add the powdered sugar. Refrigerate until ready to use.&lt;br /&gt;2. Place the milk in a small bowl and sprinkle the gelatin over top and let sit 10 minutes. Heat the milk in the microwave and stir to dissolve gelatin. Combine milk with the halva in a food processor and pulse until fairly smooth.&lt;br /&gt;3. Fold halva mixture into whipped cream. Divide among serving glasses, refrigerate at least an hour before serving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-8727166969103945771?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8727166969103945771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=8727166969103945771' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/8727166969103945771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/8727166969103945771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/07/halva-mousse.html' title='Halva Mousse'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-2028965553651661394</id><published>2009-07-08T18:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:35:11.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shrimp, Avocado, and Mango Salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2596/3699820570_4493eaba6f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2596/3699820570_4493eaba6f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been so busy cleaning out and packing up my mother's house I've barely had time for anything else. During the week it's work and the gym and miles of paperwork and bills, and every ounce of the weekend is clean, sort, box, pack, throw away. I welcomed the fourth of July weekend not as a holiday but as an extra day to work. I skipped fireworks to sort through miles of photographs. I marked my birthday on the calendar (today), so I wouldn't forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes it sound like I haven't been cooking, but I have. Mostly everyday things, I'm trying to whittle down my pantry in the spirit of the new economy, lots of beans and grains and lentils finally being put to use. I've had a few salads of my homegrown (!) spinach and homegrown tomatoes, I made a batch of this white nectarine compote and used it to make turnovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing like hauling boxes and moving furniture all day to work up an appetite, and while slogging through mom's house is a pain (goodness she kept everything), I've found some real treasures too. Like pictures of my mom &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/desertcandy/3684188759/in/set-72157620767464111/"&gt;as a baby&lt;/a&gt;, or of the family making homemade ice cream. That's the part I like best, finding things I've never seen before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2435/3684182617_8d898ecdc4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 381px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2435/3684182617_8d898ecdc4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This past weekend, between sorting my mother's collection of Wedgwood and boxing up her 18 figures of Ganesh, I made this salad. It's a chopped salad of shrimp, avocado and mango inspired by what I had on hand and what looked good in the store. It's delicious, really, served on a bed of lettuce as dinner for one, and I bet it would make an excellent pot luck contribution or filling for a sandwich. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shrimp, Avocado, and Mango Salad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 mango&lt;br /&gt;1/4 of  medium-sized red onion, finely diced&lt;br /&gt;2 tbl finely diced red bell pepper, or hot chili pepper&lt;br /&gt;a few cilantro leaves, finely chopped&lt;br /&gt;3 tbl fresh lime juice&lt;br /&gt;1 avocado, chopped&lt;br /&gt;1/2 lb shrimp, peeled&lt;br /&gt;salt and cayenne pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Set a large pot of salted water to boil.&lt;br /&gt;2. Peel and slice the mango, working over a bowl. Squeeze the juice from round the pit of mango into the bowl. Add the onion, pepper, cilantro, lime juice and toss to combine.&lt;br /&gt;3. Adjust the heat so the pot of water is just simmering. Add the shrimp and cook until just opaque and curled in 3/4 circles. For goodness sake do not overcook the shrimp into pink rubber bands. Immediately transfer shrimp to a colander and run cool water over them to stop cooking.  Dice the shrimp.&lt;br /&gt;4. Add the shrimp and avocado to the mango mixture. Season with salt and pepper to taste. Serve as desired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-2028965553651661394?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2028965553651661394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=2028965553651661394' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/2028965553651661394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/2028965553651661394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/07/shrimp-avocado-and-mango-salad.html' title='Shrimp, Avocado, and Mango Salad'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-8597112175838725026</id><published>2009-06-28T17:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T17:53:51.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maacouda (Tunisian Potato Omelette with Olives and Mint)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3655/3669108427_c1dcbbaf3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3655/3669108427_c1dcbbaf3d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A maacouda is a sort of Tunisian potato omelette, similar to the Spanish tortilla, but made with eggs beaten into smooth mashed potatoes and then baked. I'll admit I don't know much about Tunisian cuisine, other than a prediliction for fish dishes, but I have noticed that Tunisian food contains more egg dishes than other Middle Eastern cuisines. Eggs are not used as often in Middle Eastern cooking as in the West, and cakes, breads, and desserts rarely contain egg. Tunisian food, however, has &lt;a href="http://www.cliffordawright.com/caw/recipes/display/recipe_id/822/"&gt;spiced eggs&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tajin-Sibnekh-Tunisian-Chicken-and-Eggs/Detail.aspx"&gt;chicken with eggs&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.paula-wolfert.com/recipes/tun_tagine.html"&gt;egg tagine&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2556/3669108463_f774221206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2556/3669108463_f774221206.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2600/3669108431_45fce18a9c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2600/3669108431_45fce18a9c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, maacouda by itself is a fine but somewhat plain dish, so I've spiced mine up with chunks of black olive and a hint of mint. It's best if you mash your potatoes until they are completely smooth, which makes the omelette fluffier and moister. The olives give it the right salty tang, and it's a good thing to pack in your lunch or for a light dinner with a salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3650/3669108455_a0d8abdbf8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3650/3669108455_a0d8abdbf8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maacouda (Tunisian Potato Omelette with Olives and Mint)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 lb potatoes (about 2 small russets), peeled, cooked, and mashed until smooth&lt;br /&gt;1 onion, sliced&lt;br /&gt;olive oil&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup good quality black olives, pitted and chopped (measure before chopping)&lt;br /&gt;6 leaves of mint, slivered&lt;br /&gt;6 eggs, beaten&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Heat some olive oil in a saucepan, add the onions and cook over medium heat, stirring occaisionally, until the onions are golden. This usually takes 20-40 minutes, during which time I prep the rest of the ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;2. Preheat the oven to 450 F. Place the potatoes in a bowl and beat in 1 tbl of olive oil and the salt. Beat in the eggs. Add the caramelized onions, olives, and mint and stir to combine. Grease the skillet or casserole dish you will be using. Add the potato mixture and bake for 20 minutes, until puffed and golden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-8597112175838725026?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8597112175838725026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=8597112175838725026' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/8597112175838725026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/8597112175838725026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/06/maacouda-tunisian-potato-omelette-with.html' title='Maacouda (Tunisian Potato Omelette with Olives and Mint)'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-8650819261224540053</id><published>2009-06-17T17:51:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T19:52:08.014-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Middle Eastern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweets'/><title type='text'>Umm Ali (Egyptian Bread Pudding)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3395/3634420958_a3e01b8e51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3395/3634420958_a3e01b8e51.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are so many iterations of Middle Eastern desserts that involve pastry, cream, and sugar that after a while they start blurring together. Myriads of types of &lt;a href="http://www.nestle-family.com/view/eng/Recipe.aspx?page=8142&amp;recipetype=Desserts"&gt;kunafe&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/03/kunafe-and-aish-al-saraya.html"&gt;aish el saraya&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.nestle-family.com/view/eng/Recipe.aspx?page=8183&amp;recipetype=Desserts"&gt;shaaibiat&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2007/10/baklava-worth-searching-for.html"&gt;baklava muhallabia&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.nestle-family.com/view/eng/Recipe.aspx?page=16853&amp;recipetype=Desserts"&gt;othmallia&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.nestle-family.com/view/eng/Recipe.aspx?page=8127&amp;recipetype=Desserts"&gt;halawet el jibn&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.nestle-family.com/view/eng/Recipe.aspx?page=16751&amp;recipetype=Desserts"&gt;on and on&lt;/a&gt; it goes until I stop paying attention. I'd heard of an Egyptian bread pudding recipe called Umm Ali (literally, Ali's Mother), but I'd never investigated. But when someone raved about a version they had recently, I thought I'd try my hand at yet another Middle Eastern bread and cream iteration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2464/3634409758_d22741f489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2464/3634409758_d22741f489.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Umm Ali (the dish) dates back to Ottoman era Egypt, when legend has it the sultan stopped in a poor village looking for something to eat and the village's best cook, named Umm Ali, made something akin to this dish. There are other legends too, about a British nurse named O'Malley who may have invented the recipe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3319/3634409768_246a7e9331_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3319/3634409768_246a7e9331_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3357/3634409770_3ac8300051_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3357/3634409770_3ac8300051_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History aside, do not be off-put by the "bread pudding" label, I almost never like bread pudding since many versions are eggy and rich and about the weight of small livestock. But this is just the opposite- light fluffy pastry bathed in sweet milk, sprinkled with tangy dried fruits and nuts. Many versions include toasted coconut but I prefer it without. It's good enough not to get lost in the shuffle of all those other Middle Eastern desserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3374/3634420962_00f6d6516a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3374/3634420962_00f6d6516a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Umm Ali (Egyptian Bread Pudding)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can choose to stuff the pudding full of dried fruit, nuts, and coconut, or you can have a more simple version with just a slight scattering of fruit and nuts. I prefer the latter, but many people prefer the former. You could also use 3 cups half-and-half in place of the milk/cream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 sheet puff pastry, thawed&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup mixed fruits and nuts (such as raisins, dried cherries, chopped dried apricots, pistachios or pine nuts)&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups whole milk&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups heavy cream&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;slivered almonds for serving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Preheat oven to 425F. Spread pastry on a greased baking sheet. Bake for 15 minutes until puffed and golden. Set aside.&lt;br /&gt;2. Meanwhile, heat milk, cream, sugar, and vanilla in a saucepan until small bubbles form around the edge of the pan. Turn off heat and let sit while you proceed with the next step.&lt;br /&gt;3. Raise oven heat to 475F. Grease a baking dish, crumble/tear apart the pastry and scatter in the baking dish. Scatter the dried fruit and nuts over the dish. Pour the milk/cream mixture over the dish. Bake for 15 minutes, or until golden on top and set. Let cool somewhat before serving.&lt;br /&gt;4. Lightly toast almonds and scatter over top before serving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-8650819261224540053?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8650819261224540053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=8650819261224540053' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/8650819261224540053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/8650819261224540053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/06/umm-ali-egyptian-bread-pudding.html' title='Umm Ali (Egyptian Bread Pudding)'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-9185349266945281976</id><published>2009-06-10T19:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T20:04:38.602-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Middle Eastern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drink'/><title type='text'>Mint Lemonade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2434/3618372276_74d1935fab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 328px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2434/3618372276_74d1935fab.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I certainly did not intend to be away from this site for so long. But then again, there are many things in my life that are not going as I intended these days. The day after my mother's funeral I flew to the Middle East. This may seem odd or callous or escapist, but for me it was just right. Something about wandering a souk and hearing the call to prayer is remarkably comforting to me. Plus, there was a certain boy out there that I was excited to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2444/3617557747_bee1372459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 324px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2444/3617557747_bee1372459.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It being a short trip, I didn't have time to do much food investigation, but I did have time for plenty of mint lemonade. The mint lemonade (&lt;em&gt;limon nana&lt;/em&gt;  ليمون نعناع ) you find in the Middle East is not like what you find in the States, but rather a mixture of fresh lemon juice, mint leaves, and plenty of sugar whirled in a blender until a thick green concoction is poured into your glass. It's the most fantastically delicious drink I've ever had, and supremely refreshing in hot weather.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit I haven't quite mastered this mint lemonade at home- they must use some super high powered blender in the Middle East that blitzes the mint the liquid- my home version always ends up with little chunks of mint that get stuck in your straw or ledges in your teeth (see above photo). It still tastes great, mind you, but the solution I've found is to simply strain out the mint- sure it doesn't look quite authentic, but it still tastes the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3015/3618386382_96b14e4b33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 327px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3015/3618386382_96b14e4b33.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mint Lemonade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You absolutely must make this with fresh lemon juice. Don't even talk to me if you don't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juice of 8 lemons (about 3/4 cup)&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup chopped mint leaves, packed&lt;br /&gt;6-8 cups water (to taste)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place all ingredients in a blender, starting with 6 cups water. Blend well, taste and add more water as necessary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-9185349266945281976?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/9185349266945281976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=9185349266945281976' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/9185349266945281976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/9185349266945281976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/06/mint-lemonade.html' title='Mint Lemonade'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-1296416972524800290</id><published>2009-05-25T19:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:48:13.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soba Noodles with Eggplant, Garlic, Chilis, and Walnuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3330/3564343503_9f069a7b2b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3330/3564343503_9f069a7b2b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a little bit more of an appetite these days. I haven't cooked much, unless toast counts, but my kitchen is somewhat more appealing these days. I've started slowly going through mom's things at the house- old boxes of photographs, telegrams, and correspondances. My mom was the one in the family who saved everything- eighteenth century family photos, my grandfather's manuscripts, two whole shoeboxes full of letters my grandmother wrote her while in college. Dance cards filled out with names of boys, most now forgotten, buttons from every presidential election since 1956. Her divorce papers. Every award, paper, or gold star I ever received in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's exhausting, going through everything. It's all I do- work, clean out the house, deal with bills and debts and credits. All the work, however, does stir up an appetite. I've been trying to empty out some things in the pantry, since I've essentially inherited my mother's pantry as well. Soba noodles (Japanese buckwheat noodles) are great because they cook in minutes and are more nutritious than plain old pasta. Combined with eggplant, chilies, garlic, and walnuts, and drizzled with sesame oil, it's the only thing I've cooked in weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3368/3564343513_0480a3f06f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3368/3564343513_0480a3f06f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soba Noodles with Eggplant, Garlic, Chilis, and Walnuts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 oz soba noodles&lt;br /&gt;peanut or grapeseed oil&lt;br /&gt;2 cups of cubed eggplant&lt;br /&gt;1 clove garlic, minced&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup finely chopped walnuts&lt;br /&gt;1/2 - 1 teaspoon Aleppo pepper flakes or chili flakes (to taste)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon sea salt&lt;br /&gt;sesame oil, to taste&lt;br /&gt;thinly sliced red cabbage, optional (I like the extra crunch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Set a pot of water to boil.&lt;br /&gt;2. Heat a generous splash of grapeseed oil in a skillet. Add the eggplant and garlic and cook over medium-high heat, stirring frequently, until the eggplant is completely tender. Add the walnuts, pepper flakes, and salt and cook a few minutes more, until the walnuts are lightly toasted.&lt;br /&gt;3. Meanwhile, cook the soba noodles according to package directions (about 6-8 minutes). Transfer the noodles with tongs to the pan with the eggplant and add the cabbage if using. Toss everything together to combine. Transfer to a serving bowl and drizzle with sesame oil. Serve immediately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-1296416972524800290?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/1296416972524800290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=1296416972524800290' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/1296416972524800290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/1296416972524800290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/05/soba-noodles-with-eggplant-garlic.html' title='Soba Noodles with Eggplant, Garlic, Chilis, and Walnuts'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-853035504833955524</id><published>2009-05-14T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T17:48:00.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>My mom passed away on the morning of 12 May 2009. She was visiting her sister in Tennessee when she just closed her eyes and was gone. They said there was no pain, that she was peaceful. That is supposed to make you feel better, but really, it's not much of a consolation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2055/3531509403_cce355e1c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2055/3531509403_cce355e1c2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was not ready. I thought I had more time, another year maybe. I wish so much that I could have been there to hold her hand. I wanted to do that. I thought I had more time, I thought I could keep working and living my life and now I regret every meal out that I should have eaten with her, every time I didn't visit when I could have. My mother did everything for me and the least I could have done was to curl up in bed and hold her hand when she died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are 25, you do not expect to sit in a room and have a man ask you which urn you would like for her remains. You do not expect to inherit a house and a dog and a canoe, you do not expect to feel so terribly, terribly lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone is gone, you have a hard time figuring out where to put them. I know my mom is no longer here physically, I saw her body so cold and still laying on the table. But it's almost like a game of Where's Waldo, she's not at her house, and she's not at the room at Margaret's where she stayed these last months of her illness, and there are her sneakers on the floor, and her wheelchair in the corner of my aunt's house, and her perfume in the bathroom. So finally I decided she's on Monhegan Island, our favorite summer retreat, hiking on the trail just up ahead of me. I can see her climbing the rough stone cliff and at the summit, turning and waving and disappearing into the woods. And that's where she'll be always, on the trail, just ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3034/2860583909_1f21f5d7d6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:440px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3034/2860583909_1f21f5d7d6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-853035504833955524?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/853035504833955524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=853035504833955524' title='105 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/853035504833955524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/853035504833955524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>105</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-2263744895881861796</id><published>2009-05-09T16:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T09:25:53.694-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweets'/><title type='text'>Hot Pink Raspberry Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3374/3517937165_e183590fe4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3374/3517937165_e183590fe4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saw &lt;a href="http://www.thekitchn.com/thekitchn/spring/recipe-hot-pink-raspberry-cake-083107"&gt;this awesome hot pink cake&lt;/a&gt; and immediately planned to make it this weekend. I should point out that this never happens- recipes often sit in my cue for months, dare I admit years, before I get around to making them. But somehow this big puffy pink raspberry cake wanted to be made. Mother's day is tomorrow, and we've got spring flowers finally coming up everywhere, and I don't really need and excuse to bake a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3361/3517937171_c84d1491c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3361/3517937171_c84d1491c2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cake calls for a packet of raspberry jello, and I'm sure purists could find a natural substitute for this, but I'm not that scared of gelatin although I only used half the package to keep it from being too sweet. You might try adding some of the liquid from defrosted raspberries to the cake in place of some of the milk for a more "natural" raspberry element. But the best thing about this cake, the this-is-going-into-the-recipe-files part, is the raspberry buttercream. Just three simple ingredients (butter, sugar, raspberries) the work perfectly together. The raspberries make it perfectly pink and add tartness and crunch to what would otherwise be a cloying frosting. I imagine it would go perfectly on your favorite chocolate cake recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, if hot pink isn't really your thing, there's always &lt;a href="http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2007/05/56-blues.html"&gt;this blue cake&lt;/a&gt; for a more boyish note. What can I say, I think I have a problem with colorful cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3351/3517937179_218a7aaff9_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3351/3517937179_218a7aaff9_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3197/3517937189_044cc093fe_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3197/3517937189_044cc093fe_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3656/3517937197_74a72ef79e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3656/3517937197_74a72ef79e_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3616/3517937203_2bc9c724b5_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3616/3517937203_2bc9c724b5_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hot Pink Raspberry Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Makes 2 9" round layers. Adapted from Apartment Therapy: The Kitchn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup unsalted butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;1 1/4 cups sugar&lt;br /&gt;3 eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 1/4 cups flour&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;3 1/2 teaspoons baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;1/2 a red raspberry Jell-O packet, (this would be 1.5 oz, I just eye balled the half packet but you could measure)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup raspberry jam, for between the layers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Preheat the oven to 325°F. Grease two 9" round cake pans with butter or baking spray. Combine the flour, baking powder, salt, and half-packet jello in a bowl.&lt;br /&gt;2. Cream the softened butter and sugar until light and fluffy. Beat in the eggs until combined. Add half the flour mixture stirring to combine, then add the milk, then the remaining flour mixture. Beat everything together for about 3 minutes until well combined.&lt;br /&gt;3. Immediately pour into the prepared pans and bake for 25-30 minutes, or until the tops spring back slightly when pressed.&lt;br /&gt;Let cool on wire racks for at least 15 minutes, then flip each pan over onto the rack and tap gently all over. Lift the pan slightly. If the cake doesn't feel like it's falling out smoothly, lay a slightly damp kitchen towel over the pan and tap again. If necessary, let the cakes cool more. If they have been baked thoroughly, however, they should fall right out of the pans once they've cooled a little and the sides of the cake have shrunk back from the pan.&lt;br /&gt;Cool completely before frosting, otherwise the frosting will melt everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hot Pink Raspberry Icing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pound confectioner’s sugar, sifted!&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup (1 stick) butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;5 ounces raspberries, thawed if frozen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Beat the butter with an electric mixer until soft, then radually dd the powdered sugar until it is encorporated. Add the raspberries and mix well. Spread on cooled cake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-2263744895881861796?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2263744895881861796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=2263744895881861796' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/2263744895881861796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/2263744895881861796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/05/hot-pink-raspberry-cake.html' title='Hot Pink Raspberry Cake'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-2737326948670807335</id><published>2009-04-29T19:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T14:31:19.128-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern'/><title type='text'>North Carolina-Style Pulled Pork</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3382/3437082660_9749f39fe1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3382/3437082660_9749f39fe1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every time I think my life is beginning to resemble normalcy again, I find that it isn't. I went to a Neko Case concert a little while ago- we had a great time but halfway through the concert I got really sad. My mom loves Neko Case and I know she would have loved to be there, but then I looked around at the noise and the crowds and I realized she wouldn't be up for it. I hope she will be one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3633/3437082606_d6190cdfe6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3633/3437082606_d6190cdfe6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every time I get a few normal days, every time I think I might be able to go to yoga two days in a row, there I go again- back to the hospital, to waiting rooms and scans and pain and tears. Of course, I cannot complain, not being the one actually going through the constant tests and pokes and prods. But nonetheless, I feel as if I'm caught between a sense of normalcy and complete imbalance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus, we cannot move forward here on the blog yet. I mean, &lt;a href="http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/04/mississippi-mud-pie.html"&gt;last time &lt;/a&gt;I mentioned &lt;strong&gt;homemade North Carolina-style pulled pork&lt;/strong&gt;, and who would want to move on from that?? I've always wanted to make this ever since a friend made it for a dinner once, and I finally found the occasion and procured the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZrwTdG1jiA/SfjiHLiFmeI/AAAAAAAAA_4/oddr3MWP3gk/s1600-h/3437082650_6420c9c052%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZrwTdG1jiA/SfjiHLiFmeI/AAAAAAAAA_4/oddr3MWP3gk/s320/3437082650_6420c9c052%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330258771975707106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To clarify, North Carolina-style is a slow-roast pork that is combined with a very vinegary-peppery sauce. It's not like those other sticky-sweet barbecues, and because this recipe is only an approximation of the real thing, it doesn't have the exact smoke and char of a pit barbecue. But none of those things detract from the recipe at all- the sharp vinegar pairs nicely with a dollop of coleslaw on a &lt;a href="http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/04/homemade-burgersandwich-buns.html"&gt;good soft (homemade!) burger bun&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I cannot just move on with my life at the drop of a hat because my life is different than what it was before. I can't just go back to what's familiar, I need to reevaluate, readjust. Maybe I need to feng shui, I don't know. Whatever it is, I hope it involves a little more me time, and a little more cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3661/3437082680_9f67899bc6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3661/3437082680_9f67899bc6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PORK BARBECUE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;em&gt;for 8-10 gigantic sandwiches&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.      4 lb. boneless pork roast--pot shoulder blade or Boston butt&lt;br /&gt;    (or you could use a bone-in roast, in which case double the weight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.       salt, pepper, cut garlic cloves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.      1 onion, sliced&lt;br /&gt;       1/2 cup cider vinegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.      3/4 c. white vinegar&lt;br /&gt;       3/4 c. cider vinegar&lt;br /&gt;       1T. sugar&lt;br /&gt;       2 t. crushed red pepper flakes&lt;br /&gt;       1 t. fresh-ground pepper&lt;br /&gt;       1 T. good quality hot sauce--for instance, Crystal.  (NOT the pure-heat type like Tabasco)&lt;br /&gt;       1 to 2 t. salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rub A with B.  Cook in Crockpot  with C. c. 10 hours.  (If you don't have a Crockpot, brown meat  in oil and then bake with C in covered roaster 3-3½ hours at 325º. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut cooked meat into chunks and then shred by hand, discarding fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put meat in a saucepan, mix D and pour ALMOST all of it over the meat. Cook, stirring occasionally, until meat has thoroughly absorbed the sauce, adding more sauce if needed.  (You want the meat to be well soaked but not soupy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve with &lt;a href="http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/04/homemade-burgersandwich-buns.html"&gt;soft white buns&lt;/a&gt; that will soak up the juices.  You can add cole slaw right into the sandwich or have it on the side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-2737326948670807335?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2737326948670807335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=2737326948670807335' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/2737326948670807335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/2737326948670807335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/04/north-carolina-style-pulled-pork.html' title='North Carolina-Style Pulled Pork'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZrwTdG1jiA/SfjiHLiFmeI/AAAAAAAAA_4/oddr3MWP3gk/s72-c/3437082650_6420c9c052%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262628558438346351.post-7373245890185327944</id><published>2009-04-28T18:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:52:21.032-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yeast Breads'/><title type='text'>Homemade Burger/Sandwich Buns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZrwTdG1jiA/SfjjTv3i8uI/AAAAAAAABAY/XGK9YcPGFDE/s1600-h/3437114892_9d26a020b5%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZrwTdG1jiA/SfjjTv3i8uI/AAAAAAAABAY/XGK9YcPGFDE/s320/3437114892_9d26a020b5%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330260087399445218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know, homemade burger buns sound awfully pretentious, don't they? But you know what, they're way better than store bought, and if you're not intimidated by yeast, they're very easy to make too. They have the rich yeasty-ness of a good bread and soak up the juices of a grilled burger or a batch of barbeque just right. They're good enough that I've eaten them toasted, with butter, for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have a stand mixer, I've made these by hand without a problem, just a little more of a bicep workout. &lt;em&gt;Adapted from Gourmet&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZrwTdG1jiA/SfjjZ6BpKAI/AAAAAAAABAg/-rJYl8WTIAk/s1600-h/3437114894_aa03eed2e4%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZrwTdG1jiA/SfjjZ6BpKAI/AAAAAAAABAg/-rJYl8WTIAk/s320/3437114894_aa03eed2e4%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330260193205364738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ingredients:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cups whole milk, scalded and cooled (105–115°F) &lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup warm water (105–115°F) &lt;br /&gt;2 (1/4-oz) packages active dry yeast &lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup plus 1/2 teaspoon sugar, divided &lt;br /&gt;1/2 stick unsalted butter, cut into Tbsp pieces and softened &lt;br /&gt;2 large eggs, lightly beaten &lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon salt &lt;br /&gt;6 cups all-purpose flour, divided &lt;br /&gt;1 large egg mixed with 1 Tbsp water for egg wash &lt;br /&gt;sesame seeds for dusting (about 1/4 cup)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Equipment:&lt;/em&gt; a stand mixer with paddle and dough-hook attachments; a 3-inch round cookie cutter (an overturned small bowl or large cup also works)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stir together warm water, yeast, and 1/2 tsp sugar in mixer bowl until yeast has dissolved. Let stand until foamy, about 5 minutes. (If mixture doesn’t foam, start over with new yeast.)&lt;br /&gt;2. Add butter, warm milk, and remaining 1/4 cup sugar to yeast mixture and mix with paddle attachment at low speed until butter has melted, then mix in eggs until combined well. Add salt and 4 cups flour and mix, scraping down side of bowl as necessary, until flour is incorporated. Beat at medium speed 1 minute.&lt;br /&gt;Switch to dough hook and beat in remaining 2 cups flour at medium speed until dough pulls away from side of bowl, about 2 minutes; if necessary, add more flour, 1 Tbsp at a time. Beat 5 minutes more. (Dough will be sticky.)&lt;br /&gt;3. Transfer dough to a lightly oiled large bowl and turn to coat. Cover tightly with plastic wrap and let rise in a warm draft-free place until doubled, about 2 1/2 hours. (If you run out of time here, you can let the dough rise in the refrigerator overnight, or let it rise partially on the counter and then refrigerate it until you are ready to continue. Allow to come fully to room temperature before continuing.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Butter 2 large baking sheets. Punch down dough, then roll out on a lightly floured surface with a floured rolling pin into a 14-inch round (about 1/2 inch thick). Cut out as many rounds as possible with floured cutter and arrange 3 inches apart on baking sheets. Gather and reroll scraps, then cut out more rounds. Loosely cover buns with oiled plastic wrap and let rise in a draft-free place at warm room temperature until they hold a finger mark when gently poked, 1 1/2 to 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;5. Preheat oven to 375°F with racks in upper and lower thirds.&lt;br /&gt;Brush buns with egg wash and sesame seeds and bake, switching position of sheets halfway through baking, until tops are golden and undersides are golden brown and sound hollow when tapped, 14 to 20 minutes. Transfer to racks to cool completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cooks’ notes&lt;/em&gt;: If you don’t have a stand mixer, stir ingredients together in same sequence with a wooden spoon until a dough forms. Knead dough on a floured surface, incorporating just enough flour to keep dough from sticking, until smooth and elastic, 7 to 8 minutes. Buns can be frozen, wrapped well, up to 1 month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262628558438346351-7373245890185327944?l=desertcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/7373245890185327944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262628558438346351&amp;postID=7373245890185327944' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/7373245890185327944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262628558438346351/posts/default/7373245890185327944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertcandy.blogspot.com/2009/04/homemade-burgersandwich-buns.html' title='Homemade Burger/Sandwich Buns'/><author><name>Mercedes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00097330009175643958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10064816599811449349'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZrwTdG1jiA/SfjjTv3i8uI/AAAAAAAABAY/XGK9YcPGFDE/s72-c/3437114892_9d26a020b5%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry></feed>