My sister made Chicken Tikka Masala for dinner recently and, given my love of Indian food, she had to send me pictures. She didn’t use my recipe, but she did use Kenji’s so I guess I can’t blame her on that one… #myfoodhero. (I’m pretty sure that was my first hashtag.) And the tikka masala? It looked delicious and my brother-in-law said that it may have been the best meal she’d ever served him. Go sister! Continue reading Paneer – South Indian Cottage Cheese
Hello again foodie world.
For many years now, I’ve assumed that most cultures from around the world and across the span of many centuries can claim a flatbread. Because I’ve sampled a few dozen world cuisines and most of them brought a flatbread to the table, statistics support me in the assumption that flatbread must be as prevalent across the globe as alcohol. Continue reading Potato Lefse
A few years ago I found a recipe for Wild Mushroom Soup and it was so very good. So good, in fact, that I thought that I had found the holy grail of mushroom soups.
Good morning to my family, friends, fans, followers, flunkies, farfegnugens, fishwives, falafels, etc… The past eight months have been very very busy which is my excuse for not keeping up. You see, in the past eight months, I have moved twice, changed jobs, and changed climates. I did manage to do one or two posts during this transition, but it was more than I could handle, and the whole thing quite frankly brought a formidable drought to the waters of culinary inspirarion.
This naturally begs the question, why? Why, Cathy, did you move two times and change jobs and climates in the past eight months? Well, all of my aforementioned f-words, we finally moved back to Minnesota. We had been away for almost eight years and my husband has wanted to come back since the day we left. He finally got his wish. He’s over the moon. I’m happy too. We’d been in Phoenix for five years and I was ready for a new adventure. This qualifies. I’m stoked!
I don’t have a recipe for you today, I’m afraid. I’m still trying to put our new apartment together, I’m now away from the house 11 hours of each day instead of 8.5, and my job is no longer a cakewalk affording me the time and mental capacity to brainstorm/write at work. In short, I’ve got too much to do in not enough time. Luckily for you, I love writing this blog. My posts may be more infrequent than originally intended and may change in style too. Perhaps I’ll write a review from time to time and not just recipes. I now work downtown but live in the suburbs so while 30 – minute and crock pot meals have become my dearest friends, I now get to sample the bounty of the downtown Minneapolis food scene. I don’t know what I’ll share but share I shall. Feel free to send me out on foodie errands. If you happen to know of a place I should check out for lunch in downtown Minneapolis, let me know. I’ll find it, try it, and write about it. I once read about a sausage shop in Portland, Oregon that really intrigued me but have yet to get there to satisfy this hungry curiosity. Well, if you have such a place in Minnesota, tell me and I can scout it for you. Ooh, that sounds like fun…do it. Do it!
I think that’s all I have for you today, but I thank you for your patience with me and I hope you like the direction this blog may take. It’s all part of the adventure!
From my little corner of the world, thanks for reading and happy eating.
Caffeter, the Milkmaid
Those that know me well know that I am pretty mindful of what and how much I eat. This isn’t a statement about strict clean eating, but rather an approach that was summed up beautifully by my oldest daughter’s kindergarten teacher when they were learning about healthy foods and “sometimes” foods. I love food, I always have; I also love that I weigh less now than I did in high school and that since graduating from high school my weight has fluctuated by less than 15 pounds. I attribute this phenomenon to eating healthfully, but not denying myself those “sometimes” foods sometimes. Unfortunately after an overindulgent spring followed by a vacationing summer, I’m finding myself at the high end of that 15 and I need to snap things back into control. Continue reading Cucumber & Sausage Stacks
Some of you may have noticed a bit of radio silence these last few weeks. I apologize for the break but my family and I were taking a much needed vacation. Now I am back, feeling recharged, and ready to cook.
Today, as I write, it’s my dad’s 65th birthday so naturally, he must have a cake; but what cake? This isn’t a question that has ever been asked because he’s had this same cake every year for the last 65: The Toasted Butter Pecan Cake. Continue reading Toasted Butter Pecan Cake
Happy Thursday everyone! As suggested last week, today’s culinary treat is cashew chicken. I have a story about cashew chicken and I just know you’re dying to hear it. It all started many, many years ago, preceded by many, many years of disappointing homemade Chinese food. Then in 2005ish, my dear friend Kristi returned from her year in China and kindly accepted an invitation to cook me dinner. My Chinese cooking had always been underwhelming and I figured after spending a year with the locals, she’d have been blessed with some of their secrets, by osmosis if nothing else. Luckily for me, and you, she did! Continue reading Cashew Chicken
Happy Cinco de Mayo everyone! I was all ready to do a post on cashew chicken this week when two things happened. 1) I didn’t have any cashews and 2) I remembered that Cinco de Mayo was this week so I just had to share something from our friends to the south. Continue reading Turkey Tacos for Cinco de Mayo
Today’s little treat is buttery and garlicky and a recent divergence from a recipe I’ve loved for decades. German Pancake has always been a favorite breakfast of mine and I’ve never been one to overshadow its simple deliciousness with the profanity of syrup or honey or even my Grandma’s fresh strawberry jam. (I’ll be sharing that one when the summer’s sweetest bounty graces us with its presence.) It’s always been the perfect blend of eggs, flour, milk, and butter and a curse on anyone who dare temper with this zenith of breakfast perfection. Continue reading German Pancake with Garlic & Thyme