keep this in your back pocket

my kitchen has gotten a workout this past week.

saturday: roasted a chicken
sunday: made banana cinnamon pancakes
monday: made chicken stock & pasta with peas, olive oil and parmesean cheese
tuesday: sauteed zucchini and summer squash
wednesday: made pappardelle pasta with sausage in a tomato sauce
thursday: made chicken salad using some of the chicken i roasted

i haven't cooked this much in months. it feels really good.

dinner wednesday night was totally made on the fly. i got home from the gym around 7:30pm and just wanted to watch the cubs game. but inspiration hit me, thanks to julia della croce. every now and then i hear her voice ringing in my ears, talking about how to use tomatoes or some other ingredient. last night i remembered her talking about how it's okay to use tomato paste and how using canned whole tomatoes can add a nice chunkiness to any tomato sauce.

so following her advice i came up with this dish. it's relatively easy and can be adapted to other meats, vegetables and pastas. it's a good recipe to have in your back pocket when it's a wednesday night and you don't feel like putting together anything too difficult. this is exactly what i needed. 

pappardelle pasta with sausage in a tomato sauce

2 tablespoons of olive oil
2 cloves of garlic, finely chopped (i actually forgot i had garlic and used garlic powder instead)
2 links of mild italian sausage
1 can of whole tomatoes (14.5 ounces)
2 tablespoons of tomato paste
a couple pinches of salt and pepper
8 ounces pappardelle egg noodles (or any type of pasta)

place pot of cold water over high heat and bring to a boil. add a large pinch of salt to water. once water is at a rolling boil, add pasta. cook until al dente, 8-10 minutes. depending on the pasta you are using, it may reach al dente in about 5 minutes or 10 minutes.

while water is coming to a boil, place large skillet over medium heat. add the olive oil and chopped garlic. remove the sausage from its casing. once the garlic starts to become fragrant (2 minutes or so) add the sausage to the skillet. brown the sausage and break it up using a spatula or wooden spoon (or cut up the sausage before placing it in the skillet.) while it is browning, open the can of whole tomatoes. chop tomatoes to desired size (can be a rough chop or a dice, depending on how chunky you want your sauce). feel free to get rid of the water from the can. the tomatoes themselves should give a good amount of juice to the sauce.

drain sausage once browned. add chopped tomatoes to the skillet with the sausage. add tomato paste. if the ingredients in the skillet are too thick and not combining properly, add some water from your pasta. reduce heat. add salt and pepper and allow sauce to come together by letting it sit for 3 -5 minutes or so.

once your pasta is al dente, add directly to the skillet with the sausage, tomatoes, etc. gently toss to coat all of the pasta.

yield: 3-4 servings

the stock market

the market may be down but my stock is up! my first venture into the stock market and i come out a winner. you just have to listen to your advisers, follow the rules, trust your gut and all will be well in the end.

which stock did i invest in?

chicken.

okay, okay, so i'm joking. but in all seriousness, i had a breakthrough monday night. i made chicken stock for the first time ever. i'm quite proud. i've roasted many a chicken and have always discarded the carcass without thinking twice. well no more. my days of buying chicken stock from the store are over.

i would like to thank my personal adviser, mark bittman, for his coaching. i would definitely recommend him to anyone who is going to consider any kind of investing. 

investing in the kitchen, that is.

basic chicken stock
adapted from how to cook everything by mark bittman

there are many, many stock recipes out there but this is the one i had on hand. ingredients may vary, cooking time may vary, subtle flavors may vary, but i feel like any recipe will get the job done, really. also, when picking out fresh herbs at the grocery store make sure you come home with what you mean to get. i went to the grocery for the sole purpose of picking up some parsley but managed to come home with cilantro. i still have no idea what happened..

i used the leftover bones and carcass from the 5 pound chicken i roasted saturday night. it is important to have some meat on the bones in order to get a meaty flavor. makes sense.

3 to 4 pounds chicken parts and/or bones
1 cup roughly chopped onion
1 cup roughly chopped carrot
1/2 cup roughly chopped celery
1/2 tablespoon of dried parsley or 1 tablespoon of fresh parsley (see parsley note above)
1 bay leaf
1 teaspoon salt, plus more if necessary
about 4 quarts water (16 cups)

combine all ingredients in a large stockpot. bring just about to a boil, then partially cover and adjust the heat so the mixture send up a few bubbles at a time. cook until the meat falls from the bones and the bones separate from one another, at least 2 hours. (i let mine go for 3 hours.)

strain, pressing on the vegetables and meat to extract as much juice as possible. taste and add salt if necessary. (my method was to use tongs and pick out the large parts and set them in a colander in the sink. i then used a fine mesh strainer over another stock pot to strain all the little pieces.)

refrigerate, then skim any hardened fat from the surface. refrigerate for 4 to 5 days (longer if you boil it every third day, which will keep it from spoiling), or freeze.

yield: 3 quarts

pastries. plural.

i've been in a french mood since friday and i don't foresee it leaving any time soon.

it started when an old, adorable french man came into my work. i greeted him and he just smiled, didn't say anything. after about 10 minutes of looking around the showroom he pointed to a catalogue and asked "to take?" i said, "yes, of course. let me know if you have any questions." he looked at me, confused, and then said, "i'm french.. no know english.." my heart lurched. the perfect opportunity to practice my french!

...and my mind went blank. i couldn't even remember how to say "you're welcome." in my mind i was saying, "de rien? that's french, right? but would that be too informal for this occasion? what is the formal way? is there a formal way?? gah, why can i only remember italian right now!"

i tried my best but i ended up getting frustrated and stuck to english. dang. i hate how my mind goes to mush when it comes to foreign languages. especially french, the language i adore! and actually studied! it's only now i remember "avec plaisir"! zut alors, indeed..

i had to work yesterday. this is not normal for me but i decided to make the most of the morning by stopping by bittersweet and getting some french pastries for breakfast. (yes, pastries. as in the plural form of the word, not the singular. you have to have multiple french pastries if you're going to have any at all.)

my desire for french things was further fueled after watching kings of pastry friday night. one of the chefs featured was jacquy pfeiffer from the french pastry school here in chicago. i cannot believe the art they are able to make using only confectionery ingredients. it's really amazing.

who knows where this french mood will take me this week. hopefully somewhere delicious.

this is not helping my wanderlust one bit

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i want to experience all of this. so bad.

how do i relax after a long week that technically isn't over because i have to work tomorrow?

by watching a documentary about french pastry chefs, of course.

bread with a side of soup

it's august. although the temp outside has cooled to a welcoming 80 degrees, my non-air conditioned apartment is still considerably toasty. so then why did i have hot soup for dinner? i blame anthony bourdain..

earlier this summer i read kitchen confidential and absolutely loved it. i've been a fan of tony for years but had never read any of his books. he's so crass, so honest. i love it. if you're interested in the goings-on in the kitchen world (and you don't mind profanity), then you should read his first book. it just reaffirmed my belief that chefs are total badasses.

"a day in the life" was by far my favorite chapter. i so wish i was one of those hard-core individuals who could survive the kitchen culture tony describes in his book. i wish i was that badass. to be honest, i'd probably end up in the corner of the walk-in, curled up in a ball, eating my own hair.

back to soup..

last week i started reading his tony's book a cook's tour (borrowed from my lovely local library). on the train home from work tonight i was reading about tony's visit back to the small french town where his aunt and uncle lived, where he and his brother spent their summers growing up. over and over again he referenced the thick, crusty, rustic bread they enjoyed as children. oh man, it sounded so good; i had to get me some. all i could focus on once i stepped off the train was getting my hands on some crusty bread. and we all know that soup is a wonderful counterpart to crusty bread. or wait, is crusty bread a wonderful counterpart to soup? you're supposed to focus on the soup, right? well i like to focus on the bread.

the bread may have been from the bakery at jewel and the soup may have been from a can, but it was still a nice dinner. even if it's technically still hot outside.

on another tony note, have you seen the elBulli episode of no reservations yet?? it's amazing. during their meal i found myself slowly leaning closer and closer to the television, enthralled by the food ferran adria has dreamed up. he's a character. thank goodness for creative people.

oh, and seeing jose andres together with tony was hilarious. you have to read their one-liners. go do it.

this past weekend i...

-ran 12 miles on the lakefront as part of my marathon training.

-helped clean up my church's flooded basement (from the 6" of rain we got friday night).

-watched ferris bueller's day off.

-drank some leinenkugel's.

-watched the cubbies win three in a row at home.

-went to foster beach and had a picnic with friends.

-witnessed a friend's baptism in lake michigan.

-had my first near miss dooring incident while riding my bike back from the beach.

-saw bon iver in concert for the first time.

-experienced the most phenomenal night of live music.

honestly, i can't get over how great justin, sean, mikey and the rest of these boys are live. i get shivers just thinking about sunday night.