Ok. I still have two Top Chef episodes to recap and I JUST. CAN'T. DO. IT. It just seems like the likeable chefs are getting picked off one by one. Pretty soon Top Chef will be called Ilan and the Jerks. Anyway, I want to start the slate fresh and just ignore the bootings of Josie and Carlos. So no recaps for those episodes but I will cover the rest, unless Ilan gets the boot and then all bets are off.
As soon as I can get to it I will be offering up the recipes for the pear-cranberry tart and the griddle cakes.
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Monday, November 27, 2006
Thanksgiving Post mortem - Part 2
3:45 - I make the griddle cakes which are totally easy. Their perfect texture is halfway between pancake and biscuit. If I weren't topping them off with the totally strong flavors of gorgonzola and pear, I would have added a little salt to give them more flavor. But paired with such powerful cheese and sweet pears, the blandness of the griddle cake was perfectly complimentary.
4:00 - I put together our cranberry-apple cocktail which is one part cranberry juice, one part sparkling apple cider and two parts sparkling wine. It's as tasty as it is lethal. You cna easily consume four or five of these and not realize you are tipsy.
4:30 - Auntie Em and Uncle Tim come over to take our picture in front of the Rhymes with Beverly sign. My mother in law loves the retro Beverly sign and comments on it every time she visits. For Christmas, we are giving her a picture of us in front of the sign.
4:45 - We stick the corn pudding, and the Timily's two potato casserole in the oven to heat. The Timily's make their divine spinach and pine nut thingy that is garnish with sliced pears. We put the desserts on the buffet and set the table. Normally we would totally put other the cobalt blue square Asian plates but the holiday screams for the totally retro daisy dishes that served as J's parent's everyday china.
5:30 - We go into high chaos mode, fueled by cranberry cocktail and a little bit of panic. J first steams the green beans in the microwave and then sautees them in butter. We top them with almonds.
6:10 - Thank Heaven for Little Girls (THLG) arrives with her rolls. I take the turkey out of the oven to rest.
6:25 - Slim and his friend The Chad arrive with a casserole of risotto. We stick the risotto and rolls in the oven.
6:40 - Lawn arrives with a casserole of perfectly cooked mashed potatoes. They are soft and creamy and I am dying to find out how she kept them warm considering how notoriously difficult it is to warm mashed potatoes. I carve the turkey onto out Ikea platter, using the durmsticks as a lovely garnish. It's a pretty Norman Rockwell looking platter with drumsticks on either side, turkey in one half of the middle and stuffing on the other half.
7:00 - We sit down to dinner and the true chaos begins. Plates are passed around and because there are so many dishes so people committ to eating five dishes in round 1 and the rest in round 2. I keep asking for the gravy boat. The hits of the evening are definitely the stuffing, the spinach, and the mashed potatoes. I'd have to say that the corn pudding was kind of meh. I realize what I wanted was more of a cornbread consistency and less of a custard consistency. One thing I do realize is that the totaly profusion of dishes means that it's hard to fully appreciate any one thing.
8:12 - I don't know who starts it but our tradition of talking about sex and bodily functions finally kicks off. It only took us an hour and twelve minutes. That's record. The Chad is tickled pink. He can stay.
9:00 - J suggests we retired to the living room for dessert and everyone says they are so full they can move. More dirty talk along with talk about Tom and Katie's Wedding, Michael Richard's insanity, and the 2006 election. Because I cannot deal with chaos, I starting clearing and putting dishes in the dishwasher. Everyone helps.
9:54 - We FINALLY have enough space in our tummies for a little taste of dessert. We give everyone little slivers of tart and pie and cut servings of pecan bars and baklava in half. Whipped cream (from a can) and ice cream are served alongside the slivers of dessert.
11:00 - We FINALLY have digested enough food to move. We finish clearing the table and putting everything in tupperware. I fix a plate for Lawn's husband.
11:30 - Seriously, the talbe and kitchen are CLEAN and people have to mosey on. The Timily's stay behind to talk some more. We love the Timily's.
12:30am - The Timily's leave. We watch the TiVoed Ugly Betty and Grey's Anatomy.
1:50 - SNOOOORGGGGGGG!!!!
Friday
10:17 am - Baklava tastes so much better the next day.
4:00 - I put together our cranberry-apple cocktail which is one part cranberry juice, one part sparkling apple cider and two parts sparkling wine. It's as tasty as it is lethal. You cna easily consume four or five of these and not realize you are tipsy.
4:30 - Auntie Em and Uncle Tim come over to take our picture in front of the Rhymes with Beverly sign. My mother in law loves the retro Beverly sign and comments on it every time she visits. For Christmas, we are giving her a picture of us in front of the sign.
4:45 - We stick the corn pudding, and the Timily's two potato casserole in the oven to heat. The Timily's make their divine spinach and pine nut thingy that is garnish with sliced pears. We put the desserts on the buffet and set the table. Normally we would totally put other the cobalt blue square Asian plates but the holiday screams for the totally retro daisy dishes that served as J's parent's everyday china.
5:30 - We go into high chaos mode, fueled by cranberry cocktail and a little bit of panic. J first steams the green beans in the microwave and then sautees them in butter. We top them with almonds.
6:10 - Thank Heaven for Little Girls (THLG) arrives with her rolls. I take the turkey out of the oven to rest.
6:25 - Slim and his friend The Chad arrive with a casserole of risotto. We stick the risotto and rolls in the oven.
6:40 - Lawn arrives with a casserole of perfectly cooked mashed potatoes. They are soft and creamy and I am dying to find out how she kept them warm considering how notoriously difficult it is to warm mashed potatoes. I carve the turkey onto out Ikea platter, using the durmsticks as a lovely garnish. It's a pretty Norman Rockwell looking platter with drumsticks on either side, turkey in one half of the middle and stuffing on the other half.
7:00 - We sit down to dinner and the true chaos begins. Plates are passed around and because there are so many dishes so people committ to eating five dishes in round 1 and the rest in round 2. I keep asking for the gravy boat. The hits of the evening are definitely the stuffing, the spinach, and the mashed potatoes. I'd have to say that the corn pudding was kind of meh. I realize what I wanted was more of a cornbread consistency and less of a custard consistency. One thing I do realize is that the totaly profusion of dishes means that it's hard to fully appreciate any one thing.
8:12 - I don't know who starts it but our tradition of talking about sex and bodily functions finally kicks off. It only took us an hour and twelve minutes. That's record. The Chad is tickled pink. He can stay.
9:00 - J suggests we retired to the living room for dessert and everyone says they are so full they can move. More dirty talk along with talk about Tom and Katie's Wedding, Michael Richard's insanity, and the 2006 election. Because I cannot deal with chaos, I starting clearing and putting dishes in the dishwasher. Everyone helps.
9:54 - We FINALLY have enough space in our tummies for a little taste of dessert. We give everyone little slivers of tart and pie and cut servings of pecan bars and baklava in half. Whipped cream (from a can) and ice cream are served alongside the slivers of dessert.
11:00 - We FINALLY have digested enough food to move. We finish clearing the table and putting everything in tupperware. I fix a plate for Lawn's husband.
11:30 - Seriously, the talbe and kitchen are CLEAN and people have to mosey on. The Timily's stay behind to talk some more. We love the Timily's.
12:30am - The Timily's leave. We watch the TiVoed Ugly Betty and Grey's Anatomy.
1:50 - SNOOOORGGGGGGG!!!!
Friday
10:17 am - Baklava tastes so much better the next day.
Sunday, November 26, 2006
25 Things I'm Thankful For
Communication
Hope
Harmony
Tolerance
Generosity of spirit
Humor
Fun
Enthusiasm
Kindness
Travel
Food
Art
Love
Home
Peace
Creativity
Talent
Innovation
Appreciation
Touch
Understanding
Nature
Taste
Sanity
Family
Friends
Inspiration
and T! :)
Hope
Harmony
Tolerance
Generosity of spirit
Humor
Fun
Enthusiasm
Kindness
Travel
Food
Art
Love
Home
Peace
Creativity
Talent
Innovation
Appreciation
Touch
Understanding
Nature
Taste
Sanity
Family
Friends
Inspiration
and T! :)
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Thanksgiving Post mortem - Part 1
6:20 am - I get out of bed tem minutes before the alarm goes off. This always happens much to the delight of J who will never have th hear the alarm go off. For some reason the prospect of getting startled awake is too much for my body and I always wake up before the alarm. What's done? The pear-cranberry tart, the pecan bars, the pumpkin pies, and the corn pudding. What's left to do? The gorgonzola-pear griddle cakes, the green beans, the turkey and stuffing and the salad. J has decided to make baklava since there's time this morning.
7:00 am - J drops me off at the metro so I can go to the Thanksgiving Trot for So Others Might Eat. I've been training fairly indifferently so I don't expect great results.
7:30 - I get to the Smithsonian metro and see two people who are clearly going to the trot exit and decide to follow them. I figure the walk over to the race will be a good warm up. I was wrong because it's a 20 minute walk and I barely have time to register, throw my stuff into Auntie Em's and Uncle Tim's car (actually Uncle Tim ran over to the car and dropped my stuff off for me.) and stretch.
8:30 - AAAAAND we're off. I feel bad because a friend of the Timily's is starting next to me and is talking but all I want to do is listen to my carefully chosen race playlist. I run the first half like a mofo, passing people to the left and right. I get to the halfway part and grab a cup of water and then slow down a lot. For some reason I just can't spped up. But at least I'm still running. I see Emily and her friend Helen walking on the other side and I scream like a banshee and give them high fives.
9:00:40 - Woo hoo! I finish the race in 30:40, below than the 10 minute mile pace I wanted to finish. Much hugs all around. It was so much fun to running with other people and I want to conveince the Timily's to run another race.
10:06 - J pick me up from the metro and the fun begins. I make three versions of the same stuffing: one vegetarian for the leftover party the next day where there will be vegetarians, one with homemade chicken broth to be baked alongside the bird and another with chicken broth to be baked inside the bird.
10:30 - I finish the stuffing. I take the corn pudding and pumpkin pies out of the freezer to thaw. J prepares the two kinds of baklava (he can tell that story).
11:30 - J puts the baklava in the oven and I mix gorgonzola and cream cheese together for the appetizer and then add slices of pear. I get REALLLY hungry and decide to make a lovely breakfast of ciabatta toasts with melted gorgonzola cheese and honey. A delightful flavor combo. This begins the morning of sniffs. J and I start shoving food we make in each other's faces. First, smelling the almond in the pear-cranberry tart and then the baklava and then the earthy smell of the stuffing.
12:30pm - The best part comes when J makes a cardamom syrup for one of his baklava. It smells like an Indian dessert and J spoons some over a perfectly ripe pear. We take turns eating the syrup-drenched pear. That and the toast were the best breakfast i could ask for.
1:00 - I take a well-deserved nap.
2:00 - I take Patricia Reichardt the turkey out of the fridge, rinse the turkey and pat it dry with paper towels. I stuff Peppermint Patty with the stuffing and rub a mixture of rosemary, sage, butter, salt, pepper, honey and olive oil under the skin. One thing i did not do which I should have known better was to truss Peppermint Patty. This dried out the leg meat a bit.
2:30 pm - I stick Peppermint Patty in the oven. That feels so good to write that. Too bad she didn't apologize to Charlie Brown for being an ass.
7:00 am - J drops me off at the metro so I can go to the Thanksgiving Trot for So Others Might Eat. I've been training fairly indifferently so I don't expect great results.
7:30 - I get to the Smithsonian metro and see two people who are clearly going to the trot exit and decide to follow them. I figure the walk over to the race will be a good warm up. I was wrong because it's a 20 minute walk and I barely have time to register, throw my stuff into Auntie Em's and Uncle Tim's car (actually Uncle Tim ran over to the car and dropped my stuff off for me.) and stretch.
8:30 - AAAAAND we're off. I feel bad because a friend of the Timily's is starting next to me and is talking but all I want to do is listen to my carefully chosen race playlist. I run the first half like a mofo, passing people to the left and right. I get to the halfway part and grab a cup of water and then slow down a lot. For some reason I just can't spped up. But at least I'm still running. I see Emily and her friend Helen walking on the other side and I scream like a banshee and give them high fives.
9:00:40 - Woo hoo! I finish the race in 30:40, below than the 10 minute mile pace I wanted to finish. Much hugs all around. It was so much fun to running with other people and I want to conveince the Timily's to run another race.
10:06 - J pick me up from the metro and the fun begins. I make three versions of the same stuffing: one vegetarian for the leftover party the next day where there will be vegetarians, one with homemade chicken broth to be baked alongside the bird and another with chicken broth to be baked inside the bird.
10:30 - I finish the stuffing. I take the corn pudding and pumpkin pies out of the freezer to thaw. J prepares the two kinds of baklava (he can tell that story).
11:30 - J puts the baklava in the oven and I mix gorgonzola and cream cheese together for the appetizer and then add slices of pear. I get REALLLY hungry and decide to make a lovely breakfast of ciabatta toasts with melted gorgonzola cheese and honey. A delightful flavor combo. This begins the morning of sniffs. J and I start shoving food we make in each other's faces. First, smelling the almond in the pear-cranberry tart and then the baklava and then the earthy smell of the stuffing.
12:30pm - The best part comes when J makes a cardamom syrup for one of his baklava. It smells like an Indian dessert and J spoons some over a perfectly ripe pear. We take turns eating the syrup-drenched pear. That and the toast were the best breakfast i could ask for.
1:00 - I take a well-deserved nap.
2:00 - I take Patricia Reichardt the turkey out of the fridge, rinse the turkey and pat it dry with paper towels. I stuff Peppermint Patty with the stuffing and rub a mixture of rosemary, sage, butter, salt, pepper, honey and olive oil under the skin. One thing i did not do which I should have known better was to truss Peppermint Patty. This dried out the leg meat a bit.
2:30 pm - I stick Peppermint Patty in the oven. That feels so good to write that. Too bad she didn't apologize to Charlie Brown for being an ass.
Thanksgiving 2006
I want to start by being clear to those who do not believe it, that one can have 33 annual Thanksgiving meals with the green bean casserole and survive the 34th without it. I am pleased to report not only that I am alive and well, but that I am sated. (And I love the green bean casserole, especially mom's version with the added pound of cheddar, water chestnuts, and worcestershire).
And to say how thankful I am to all the people who cooked Thanksgiving lunch and dinner, to those who hosted, and to those who made the table warm in so many ways.
A very special shout out to T who made so many amazing dishes. It was inspired!
We had 8 for TG with several people contributing dishes. Here's what we ended up with . . .
THE DRINK
Cranberry champagne cocktail (cran juice, champagne, sparking apple from Trader Joes)
THE STARTER
Griddle cakes with gorgonzola and pears (from Fingerfoods by bay books)
THE MAIN EVENT
Turkey (organic from Whole Foods, using an under and over the skin rub based on Ina Garten's roasted chicken recipe)
Marsala wine gravy (oh my, how I loved this)
Cranberry sauce (from the bag, but with the juice of one orange)
THE SIDES
Parmesan biscuit rolls
Green beans in butter, salt and pepper, and almonds
Wilted spinach with garlic
Corn pudding (Ina Garten)
Risotto
Two potato gratin
Garlic mashed potatoes
Ciabatta stuffing and dressing
THE DESSERT
Pear cranberry pear tart with amaretti crumble
Pecan bars (Ina Garten)
Pecan bars (Gourmet)
Pumpkin pie (Cook's Illustrated)
Baklava - Greek version with honey and walnuts (combined recipes from the web)
Baklava - Lebanese version with pistachios, rosewater sugar syrup (several from the web)
What Went Well (really just thinking about what we made):
GRIDDLE CAKES: Great flavor combo and texture dance
TURKEY: I loved, loved, loved the turkey. It was quite flavorful and moist.
GRAVY: Homemade chicken broth, turkey drippings, flour, S&P, and marsala - YUM!
COCKTAIL: Refreshingly tart and light
DRESSING/STUFFING: Peppreidge Farm doctored with more veggies, spices, and egg and some amazing ciabatta
PEAR CRANBERRY TART: As good as it sounds, maybe better.
PECAN BARS (INA GARTEN): Ina Garten's pecan bars were so amazing. Beautiful soft crust with just enough fight in it and very nutty filling
MAYBE NOT AGAIN
-salad was ignored and unexciting with so much on the table
-we could do without the Gourmet pecan bars given Ina's were representing well
-I had never made baklava before and really wanted to try when I had the time to do so. Both versions turned out wonderfully, but it seems that baklava just didn't fit for the event. In the future, I might make them for a dessert party or something similar.
The good news is, while we were playing around in the kitchen, we discovered a few tastes that will become part of our next menu:
Toasted ciabatta with melted gorgonzola and a brush of orange blossom honey may be the best bite I have had of anything in a long time. The salty cheese, the nuances of the honey, the crispy yet yielding bread. Oh my.
And, after making the baklava, I was eating a juicy pear left over from the tart and griddle cakes. I drizzled a bit of the cardamom honey on the pear and took a bite. Juicy, fruity, spicy, sweet. A stunning new flavor combo for us.
A new tradition as well -- we merged our food with a friend's food for a leftovers party on Friday. It was great to get some face and food time
And to say how thankful I am to all the people who cooked Thanksgiving lunch and dinner, to those who hosted, and to those who made the table warm in so many ways.
A very special shout out to T who made so many amazing dishes. It was inspired!
We had 8 for TG with several people contributing dishes. Here's what we ended up with . . .
THE DRINK
Cranberry champagne cocktail (cran juice, champagne, sparking apple from Trader Joes)
THE STARTER
Griddle cakes with gorgonzola and pears (from Fingerfoods by bay books)
THE MAIN EVENT
Turkey (organic from Whole Foods, using an under and over the skin rub based on Ina Garten's roasted chicken recipe)
Marsala wine gravy (oh my, how I loved this)
Cranberry sauce (from the bag, but with the juice of one orange)
THE SIDES
Parmesan biscuit rolls
Green beans in butter, salt and pepper, and almonds
Wilted spinach with garlic
Corn pudding (Ina Garten)
Risotto
Two potato gratin
Garlic mashed potatoes
Ciabatta stuffing and dressing
THE DESSERT
Pear cranberry pear tart with amaretti crumble
Pecan bars (Ina Garten)
Pecan bars (Gourmet)
Pumpkin pie (Cook's Illustrated)
Baklava - Greek version with honey and walnuts (combined recipes from the web)
Baklava - Lebanese version with pistachios, rosewater sugar syrup (several from the web)
What Went Well (really just thinking about what we made):
GRIDDLE CAKES: Great flavor combo and texture dance
TURKEY: I loved, loved, loved the turkey. It was quite flavorful and moist.
GRAVY: Homemade chicken broth, turkey drippings, flour, S&P, and marsala - YUM!
COCKTAIL: Refreshingly tart and light
DRESSING/STUFFING: Peppreidge Farm doctored with more veggies, spices, and egg and some amazing ciabatta
PEAR CRANBERRY TART: As good as it sounds, maybe better.
PECAN BARS (INA GARTEN): Ina Garten's pecan bars were so amazing. Beautiful soft crust with just enough fight in it and very nutty filling
MAYBE NOT AGAIN
-salad was ignored and unexciting with so much on the table
-we could do without the Gourmet pecan bars given Ina's were representing well
-I had never made baklava before and really wanted to try when I had the time to do so. Both versions turned out wonderfully, but it seems that baklava just didn't fit for the event. In the future, I might make them for a dessert party or something similar.
The good news is, while we were playing around in the kitchen, we discovered a few tastes that will become part of our next menu:
Toasted ciabatta with melted gorgonzola and a brush of orange blossom honey may be the best bite I have had of anything in a long time. The salty cheese, the nuances of the honey, the crispy yet yielding bread. Oh my.
And, after making the baklava, I was eating a juicy pear left over from the tart and griddle cakes. I drizzled a bit of the cardamom honey on the pear and took a bite. Juicy, fruity, spicy, sweet. A stunning new flavor combo for us.
A new tradition as well -- we merged our food with a friend's food for a leftovers party on Friday. It was great to get some face and food time
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Thanksgiving Eve
So did you all see Scotte's preparation spreadsheet and the invitation to his and Jason's Thanksgiving hoo hah? So awesome. So pretty. You know, if you are going to cook for over 6 people, you have to have a schedule for such things. Twas the afternoon before Thanksgiving and all through the house, many creatures were stirring, especially the mouse.
Yesterday we went to Whole Foods in Alexandria to get our turkey, green beans, champagne for the cranberry-apple spritzer, and salad fixin's. We also decided to add a baked brie with cranberry chutney and almonds as another appetizer because the sample was SOOOOOOOO good. We made a dinner of our outing by raiding the Whole Foods salad bar. We highly recommend the mango brown rice.
I had a totally Lorelei Gilmore moment of spazziness when I insisted on naming our lovely, 13-pound organic turkey. The first name I came up with was Ina Garten but J insisted he didn't want ot name if after anyone we knew. I came up with Nancy Pelosi and J asked "do you really want to carve up Nancy Pelosi?" J came up with the name Jakob (the Eastern European pronunciation of YAAH-KOAB) and I replied it was a Jewish name and did we really want to stick anything with a Jewish name in the oven? Finally J mentioned that Peppermint Patty has a last name at it's Reichardt. Givne how atrociously Peppermint Patty behaves in a Charlie Brown Thanksgiving, I am more than happy to stick her in the oven. So Patricia Reichardt it is!
I will have to take this oportunity to rant about Peppermint Patty's atrocious behavior on a Charlie Brown Thanksgiving. She invites herself and her friends over for dinner and then once she gets there, complains that the only thing Charlie Brown made for them was jelly beans and buttered toast. F($%^& ingrate. The guy's like 7 years old. Were you going to make a seven course turkey dinner Peppermint EFFING Patty? Then shut your piehole. I am already anticipating shoving your sorry ass in the oven.
Yesterday we went to Whole Foods in Alexandria to get our turkey, green beans, champagne for the cranberry-apple spritzer, and salad fixin's. We also decided to add a baked brie with cranberry chutney and almonds as another appetizer because the sample was SOOOOOOOO good. We made a dinner of our outing by raiding the Whole Foods salad bar. We highly recommend the mango brown rice.
I had a totally Lorelei Gilmore moment of spazziness when I insisted on naming our lovely, 13-pound organic turkey. The first name I came up with was Ina Garten but J insisted he didn't want ot name if after anyone we knew. I came up with Nancy Pelosi and J asked "do you really want to carve up Nancy Pelosi?" J came up with the name Jakob (the Eastern European pronunciation of YAAH-KOAB) and I replied it was a Jewish name and did we really want to stick anything with a Jewish name in the oven? Finally J mentioned that Peppermint Patty has a last name at it's Reichardt. Givne how atrociously Peppermint Patty behaves in a Charlie Brown Thanksgiving, I am more than happy to stick her in the oven. So Patricia Reichardt it is!
I will have to take this oportunity to rant about Peppermint Patty's atrocious behavior on a Charlie Brown Thanksgiving. She invites herself and her friends over for dinner and then once she gets there, complains that the only thing Charlie Brown made for them was jelly beans and buttered toast. F($%^& ingrate. The guy's like 7 years old. Were you going to make a seven course turkey dinner Peppermint EFFING Patty? Then shut your piehole. I am already anticipating shoving your sorry ass in the oven.
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Yep, Another One
For those who could careless about our Thanksgiving plans, you're out of luck this week because I can't stop talking about it. It's like the Grey's Anatomy of holidays. In terms of progress, J made two pumpkin pies using the Cook's Illustrated recipe. Based on J "accidentally" sticking his finger in a pie (ooh dirty!) and tasting it, the pies taste delicious. Here's my thing about Cook's Illustrated, they have all of these steps to ensure hte perfect optimal whatever and in the end it feels so not worth it. To make the pies J had to use the food processor, a big pot, a stand mixer and a blender. And that's not even counting what I did to make the crust. He had to mix the ingredients in the food processor, add the dairy products in the pot and heat everything up and then mix again in the stand mixer. And STILL the pie took 20 minutes more to cook than the recipe called for. Nevertheless, two desserts down, one to go. Tonight we will buy the turkey and green beans. I changed my schedule and decided to make the griddle cakes Thursday because we have plenty of space on the stove to cook things but limited space in the oven to heat things up. In other food news, I found out that Slim will be bringing cider-butternet squash risotto.
In other Thanksgiving news, our guest list has changed. It appears that one of our friends and the friend we was to bring along loves football more than eating and will be spending Thanksgiving in a bar watching the Broncos game on NLF on Demand. If we had NFL on Demand, then our friend and his friend asked that they be able to watch it during dinner. Umm, no. Seriously, no. There's a reason why we have Thanksgiving at 7:00 pm as opposed to in the afternoon. It's DINNER.
I think this is where I don't get straight guys, not all straight men but GUYS. Why are sports more important than actual human interaction? I mean I am a total tennis and figure skating fanatic and I could tell you what Peggy Fleming's signature move in the Cortina Olympics is but given a choice between watching Michelle Kwan square off against Chen Lu or keeping dinner plans, my thinking is: "that's what TiVo is for." I've just never needed to see the sports I love in real time. I enjoy being able to fast forward through the boring parts. I wonder if that's because I like individual as opposed to team sports. I've never bought into that 12th man thing where I think that "we" won, especially when I am not even in stadium/arena/whatever when the team has a victory. I know a crowd can really help, but I still think a victory belongs to the person or team that actually COMPETED.
This does keep our unbroken streak of Thanksgiving drama when we've decided to stay in town. The first year we hosted, a former friend asked if we could have her boyfriend over and then decided to invite him to go to New York with her, WITHOUT EVER TELLING US. We found out about it secondhand after we bought extra place settings and groceries. The next time we went to the Lancaster where one guest insists on having fish (which Lady Lancaster cooks for her) AND wants one of the vegetarian entrees even thought she ate plenty of turkey and fish. Included in this calvacade of drama was the fact that the two men invited simply refused to help out with ANYTHING.
I'm actually more baffled than angry. The plus side is that we will be having plenty of leftovers to take to a leftover party on Friday AND I will be able to get a 12 pound turkey as opposed to a 15 pound turkey. Based on Nigella Feasts, 12 pounds is fairly optimal for a turkey in terms of juiciness and having enough meat for everyone. In fact, she says that if you have more than a 12 pound turkey can feed, get two 12 pound turkeys. Unfortunately, I don't have the oven space for that so I would have had to risk cooking a 15 pound turkey. So really it's a win-win situation all around.
In other Thanksgiving news, our guest list has changed. It appears that one of our friends and the friend we was to bring along loves football more than eating and will be spending Thanksgiving in a bar watching the Broncos game on NLF on Demand. If we had NFL on Demand, then our friend and his friend asked that they be able to watch it during dinner. Umm, no. Seriously, no. There's a reason why we have Thanksgiving at 7:00 pm as opposed to in the afternoon. It's DINNER.
I think this is where I don't get straight guys, not all straight men but GUYS. Why are sports more important than actual human interaction? I mean I am a total tennis and figure skating fanatic and I could tell you what Peggy Fleming's signature move in the Cortina Olympics is but given a choice between watching Michelle Kwan square off against Chen Lu or keeping dinner plans, my thinking is: "that's what TiVo is for." I've just never needed to see the sports I love in real time. I enjoy being able to fast forward through the boring parts. I wonder if that's because I like individual as opposed to team sports. I've never bought into that 12th man thing where I think that "we" won, especially when I am not even in stadium/arena/whatever when the team has a victory. I know a crowd can really help, but I still think a victory belongs to the person or team that actually COMPETED.
This does keep our unbroken streak of Thanksgiving drama when we've decided to stay in town. The first year we hosted, a former friend asked if we could have her boyfriend over and then decided to invite him to go to New York with her, WITHOUT EVER TELLING US. We found out about it secondhand after we bought extra place settings and groceries. The next time we went to the Lancaster where one guest insists on having fish (which Lady Lancaster cooks for her) AND wants one of the vegetarian entrees even thought she ate plenty of turkey and fish. Included in this calvacade of drama was the fact that the two men invited simply refused to help out with ANYTHING.
I'm actually more baffled than angry. The plus side is that we will be having plenty of leftovers to take to a leftover party on Friday AND I will be able to get a 12 pound turkey as opposed to a 15 pound turkey. Based on Nigella Feasts, 12 pounds is fairly optimal for a turkey in terms of juiciness and having enough meat for everyone. In fact, she says that if you have more than a 12 pound turkey can feed, get two 12 pound turkeys. Unfortunately, I don't have the oven space for that so I would have had to risk cooking a 15 pound turkey. So really it's a win-win situation all around.
Monday, November 20, 2006
Thanksgiving Update
This was a fruitful weekend for Thanksgiving planning. I made two pans of pecan bars. The first using a recipe from the Gourmet cookbook, and the second from the first Barefoot Contessa cookbook. What did I learn from that exercise? Never doubt the Ina. While the filling from both recipes were excellent, the crust of the Barefoot Contessa cookbook kicked the ass of the crust from Gourmet. The fillings in both recipes consisted of brown sugar, honey (which I replaced with a mixture of light caro syrup and maple syrup), a touch of cream and of course, chopped pecans. I also added a healthy swig of bourbon to the filling to give a little kick to the intensely sweet mixture. But the crust is where Ina Garten shows her skill in writing foolproof recipes. The Gourmet crust consisted of brown sugar, flour, and butter pressed into the bottom of the pan. The result was a pleasingly, flakey, but unfortunately crumbly, crust that made extracting the bars from the pans difficult. Half of the crust lay in a pile of crumbs at the bottom of the pan. The Ina recipe was a shortbread crust that included eggs to the flour/butter/sugar mixture and ensured enough wetness for the mixture to stay together when cutting the bars. This made enough bars for both Thanksgiving dinner and the post Thanksgiving leftover lunch the next day.
Also accomplished this weekend was the extra large batch of corn pudding which is happily in the freezer waiting to be heated. I'll give you the recipe after we've eaten it to make sure I haven't given you a dud but it's a Barefoot Contessa recipe so I don't think that will happen. I increased the recipe by half to ensure that all nine of our guests could have seconds and added a little four to the mixture to let it hang together better.
Also accomplished was the purchase of a roasting pan for the 15 pound turkey that I will roast upside down to ensure juiciness, and a serving platter for said turkey. I also made chicken stock that will be incorporated into the the stuffing and the marsala gravy and piecrust for the pumpkin pie.
What's left to do?
The griddle cakes (Tuesday)
The pear cranberry tart (Wednesday)
The green beans (Thursday)
The stuffing (Thursday)
And of course the turkey (Thursday)
Our guests will be bringing:
Two potato casserole (The Timily's)
Sauteed spinach (the Timily's)
Mashed potatoes (The Shyan's)
Rolls (Thank Heaven for Little Girls)
Wine (THLG)
Also accomplished this weekend was the extra large batch of corn pudding which is happily in the freezer waiting to be heated. I'll give you the recipe after we've eaten it to make sure I haven't given you a dud but it's a Barefoot Contessa recipe so I don't think that will happen. I increased the recipe by half to ensure that all nine of our guests could have seconds and added a little four to the mixture to let it hang together better.
Also accomplished was the purchase of a roasting pan for the 15 pound turkey that I will roast upside down to ensure juiciness, and a serving platter for said turkey. I also made chicken stock that will be incorporated into the the stuffing and the marsala gravy and piecrust for the pumpkin pie.
What's left to do?
The griddle cakes (Tuesday)
The pear cranberry tart (Wednesday)
The green beans (Thursday)
The stuffing (Thursday)
And of course the turkey (Thursday)
Our guests will be bringing:
Two potato casserole (The Timily's)
Sauteed spinach (the Timily's)
Mashed potatoes (The Shyan's)
Rolls (Thank Heaven for Little Girls)
Wine (THLG)
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Thanksgiving Preparations
Last night J and I did our first round of Thanksgiving shopping. J decided to buy a Cook's Illustrated to try their pumpkin pie recipe. Even though Cook's Illustrated are sticklers for following the recipe EXACTLY, I declined on buying a thing of whole milk when we had 2% at home. Although that guy with the bowtie will probably have me shot, I told J that we could just increase the amount of cream the recipe called for and decrease the amount of milk. If the pumpkin pie turns out badly it's all my fault. I think there's something in my genes that requires that I fiddle with a recipe. I've already made a change on the Thanksgiving menu, going from the apple tartlets to a totally scrumptious looking pear-cranberry tart we found in Fine Cooking. But even to that I made a change, substituting the brandy and walnuts in the recipe for almonds and amaretto.
So here's the schedule for Thanksgiving:
Friday - buy spices at the Yes Natural Market (spices in bulk are cheeeeeep!)
- roast a chicken and make chicken stock
- make crust for pumpkin pies
Saturday - make pecan bars
- buy tart pan and roasting pan
Sunday - Hopefully before the end of the weekend J will pumpkin pies
Monday - Make corn pudding and freeze
Tuesday - Make griddle cakes and freeze
Wednesday - Buy green beans and fresh turkey
- Make pear-cranberry tart
Thursday
6:30 am - Wake up and get to the Metro by 7:00 am
7:30 am - Meet Uncle Tim and Auntie Em at Turkey Trot
8:00 am - Warm up for said Turket Trot
8:30 am - Hopefully run Turkey Trot in under 30 minutes
10:30 am - Come back home
2:00 pm - Prepare stuffing. Prep turkey.
2:30 pm - Shove turkey in the oven.
3:00 pm - Set table. Make prepare pears and cheese to top griddle cakes.
4:00 pm - Blanch green beans
5:45 pm - Stick the corn pudding in the oven to warm. Warm up griddle cakes.
6:00 pm - Plate griddle cakes. Make cranberry-apple cocktail. Guests arrive.
6:30 pm - Take turkey out of the oven and let rest. Warm food that everyone else brought.
7:00 pm - dinner is served. Gorge.
For anyone who cares here's my playlist for the 5k
Do Your Thing - Basement Jaxx
Wild Night - John Mellencamp and that women who has ''' in her name
Dancing Queen - Abba Teens
Hey Ya - Outkast
Move This - Technotronic
Jump (for my love) - Pointer Sisters
Life is a Highway - Rascal Flatts
Flithy/Gorgeous - Scissor Sisters
The Mary Tyler Moore Theme Song - Joan Jett
So here's the schedule for Thanksgiving:
Friday - buy spices at the Yes Natural Market (spices in bulk are cheeeeeep!)
- roast a chicken and make chicken stock
- make crust for pumpkin pies
Saturday - make pecan bars
- buy tart pan and roasting pan
Sunday - Hopefully before the end of the weekend J will pumpkin pies
Monday - Make corn pudding and freeze
Tuesday - Make griddle cakes and freeze
Wednesday - Buy green beans and fresh turkey
- Make pear-cranberry tart
Thursday
6:30 am - Wake up and get to the Metro by 7:00 am
7:30 am - Meet Uncle Tim and Auntie Em at Turkey Trot
8:00 am - Warm up for said Turket Trot
8:30 am - Hopefully run Turkey Trot in under 30 minutes
10:30 am - Come back home
2:00 pm - Prepare stuffing. Prep turkey.
2:30 pm - Shove turkey in the oven.
3:00 pm - Set table. Make prepare pears and cheese to top griddle cakes.
4:00 pm - Blanch green beans
5:45 pm - Stick the corn pudding in the oven to warm. Warm up griddle cakes.
6:00 pm - Plate griddle cakes. Make cranberry-apple cocktail. Guests arrive.
6:30 pm - Take turkey out of the oven and let rest. Warm food that everyone else brought.
7:00 pm - dinner is served. Gorge.
For anyone who cares here's my playlist for the 5k
Do Your Thing - Basement Jaxx
Wild Night - John Mellencamp and that women who has ''' in her name
Dancing Queen - Abba Teens
Hey Ya - Outkast
Move This - Technotronic
Jump (for my love) - Pointer Sisters
Life is a Highway - Rascal Flatts
Flithy/Gorgeous - Scissor Sisters
The Mary Tyler Moore Theme Song - Joan Jett
Saturday, November 11, 2006
Top Chef -Episode 4
In the apartments, Mia is feeling insecure while Betty is feeling good. Mike is feeling pissy and wants another pair of his wife's panties. And that sends me to places I don't want to go. At the Kemore Kitchen, we meet Suzanne Goin who was one of Ted Allen's guests in last season's Ted Allen challenge. I will say her no-nonsense, direct manner is at least five kinds of awesome. The quickfire challenge is to create an amuse bouche, which SRTW uselessly explains that it means something that amuses the mouth. Well DUH. Chef Suzanne gives a better explanation by saying that an amuse bouche is a little tease of what's to come. SRTW says they will shop for ingredients and have limited access to pantry items. This is inspiring vision of gelee sugarplums in Marcel's head. The dreams are crushed when the contestants see that the store they will be shopping in are three vending machines. The chefs get a roll of quarters to buy two ingredients at each machine. Cliff thinks that Mike will win the challenge with his love of junk food. But Carlos has also loves junk food, choosing Squirt, carrots, sunflower seeds, and hard boiled eggs. Marcel decides to use lemon pies and cracklings. Mike decides to blow off the challenge and use Snickers, Cheetos, and Cornuts. Much F1 ensues. I see a lot of hard boiled eggs being used. Mike decides to puree the Corn Nuts and Snickers and mush them in a ball at the end of a Cheeto. So what did folks make?
Frank: A ham and swiss cheese quiche with a pesto dressing and mint infused tea. Chef Suzanne says it reminds her of being on the porch.
Betty: A an omelete chiffonade with a pear fig basil crream sauce. No huge reaction from Suzanne.
Sam: potato salad and pickle with fennel powder on a tortilla chip.
Elia: A mini chicken salad tostada. She likes the accent.
Mike: Mike so acts like he doesn't care. It's his stupid candy puree with Cheeto. Suzanne is being really nice about it saying the candy turd is an ode to the ingredients.
And in quick sucession are Josie and her deconstructed chicken salad, Cliff and his curried banana pudding, Marisa and her trpoical salad.
Then we get Carlos and his mini vegetarian loaf with sunflower seeds and a hint of Squirt. Chef Suzanne likey.
Mia does a twinkie on yogurt. Which gets a ding from Suzanne for being a DESSERT and not an amuse bouche. Throughout the entire judging, Suzanne is totally direct and nice at the same time. No raking anyone over the coals and no axes to grind, even when they are so called for... MIKE. Marcel makes a duo of cracklings which also gets a too-sweet comment. Ilan makes a deviled egg. The bottom two are Mia and Miike (who she totally busts for not caring). On top are Frank, Carlos and Ilan with the winner being Carlos. What I am loving about this season is that the competitors seems REALLY happy for each other.
In the elimination challenge, the competitors break up into four teams - black, white, red, and orange. All you really need to know is that Marcel is on the same team as his arch nemesis Betty. The teams break down is:
Orange team: Cliff, Carlos, and Sam
White team: Ilan, Elia, and Josie.
Black team: Marcel, Betty, and Frank
Red Team: Marisa, Mike, and Mia
The challenge is to make a whole meal that cannot exceed 500 calories. Ilan makes me love him all over again saying he doesn't count calories and cooking should be about adjusting flavors and feel. They will be serving their meal at the badly named Camp Glucose, a fat camp for kids. Sam talks about his confidence in the challenge because he is diabetic and needs to think about what he eats and makes. There's no arrogance in that statement just stating the facts. Me likey. This goodwill on my part will totally be eradicated by the end of the episode. Marcel suggests asparagus wrapped in proscuitto but Betty wisely pushes for pizza. Marcel to his credit, lets go of his ego and climbs on the pizza bandwagon.
Back at the Kemore kitchen. The chefs F1 while nutritionists hover over htem and calculate calories. We find out that a cup of olive oil is 1900 calories. Josie is affably goofy as she calculates calories. Mia tries to defend Mike saying there's nothing more dangerous than a cornered animal. Much weighing, calculating and F1ing. Frank and Team Black is rocking the pizza. Betty and her pavlovas? Not so much. Marisa finally says something intelligible by pointing out you can't substitute Splenda for sugar and expect to have the same consistency in your egg white meringues.
The Red Team is making BBQ chicken skewers, raisin coleslaw, grilled vegetables, and a fudge cake with fresh strawberries adding up to 480 calories for the meal. Team Black's meal of sausage pizza, fruit skewers, and the "meringues" end up being 440 calories. The White Team goes with chicken parmignana (with bran breadcrumbs), veggie lasagna (with no pasta) and berry cheesecake pie that is 398 calories. Tom asks about the menu and Elia playfully responds that she's a big kid and she likes pie. Because it's Elia who is totally chill, this statement comes off as endearing as opposed to stupid. Finally the Orange Team goes with spiced turkey meatballs, roasted corn on the cob and a summer fruit smoothie. Chef Tom asks about the smoothie as dessert compared to the more decadent desserts. The team responds by saying they want the kids to learn a lifestyle. Well, if the other menus are under 500 calories you can learn the lifestyle with a chocolate fudge cake or a berry cheesecake. Their menu is 454 calories. By the end of the day everyone seems to be doing well except for Betty who doesn't know a damn thing about meringues and the fact they have to sit in the oven overnight.
The next morning Betty is distributing kisses liberally to her rommates, even Marcel. Mike wants to win. Oh really? The chef's F1 at the Kenmore kitchen but Betty adjusts her recipe to make a better texture. Josie comments that the teams needed to follow the menus and recipes they presented to the nutritionists and her team is ready to do that. Cliff and Sam are suspicious of the other teams following the rules as Sam notices squeeze bottles of olive oil on the line. Carlos notes that Betty had to change her meringue cookie recipe. Betty cops to that with the understanding that her meal would still be under 500 calories because she is using fewer egg whites and only two tablespoons more sugar. This seems to be a legitimate misunderstanding on Betty's part but she should know after lycheegate to be completely anal about such things.
The Teams go to Camp Glucose and set up. In contrast to the previous challenge the judges are dressed sensibly in jeans and t-shirts. Even Gail has toned down her makeup and looks like she should be at the camp instead of the Roxbury. The Teams have to send out a representative to present the menus. Elia is excited about cooking for with kids, unlike a certain ousted contestant who name rhymes with Schlemily. Frank presents Team Black's menu which excites the kids. One kid adorably asks whether they have to choose between the pizza or the lemonade. Ok this camp is evil if they make kids make that choice. Frank is delighted to say they get the whole meal. Josie is typical Josie in her presentation of Team White's menu. But noone's happy about the veggie lasagna. Carlos pimps out Sam in his presentation. Later on one of the campers states whe would like to marry Sam. Mike on the other hand, goes over like a dried out turkey meatball (oooh foreshadowing). He acts like a damn fool and the kids aren't buying it one bit. I kind of want to adopt the entire camp for that.
Most the campers go for the pizza. And the rest of the camp is evenly split between the other teams. I do think the kids are blinded by the pizza because the cheesecake looks mighty fine. The judges and campers love the pizza. The campers like most of the meals but don't like the veggie lasagna, the coleslaw and the sour, thin smoothie. After the meal the chefs and campers play soccer. Marcel kicks the ball to Ilan's face. Heee!
At the judges table ding the turkey meatballs (a rock on a stick), the chicken skewers (underseasoned) and the blah coleslaw. They love the pizza. Suzanne gives props to the cheesecake. The judges call in Team Black and announce they are the challenge winners. Frnak owns up to the challenge-winning pizza and to their credit, Marcel and Betty look delighted. Frank gets a prize of Suzanne Goin's cookbook and an offer to collaborate on a menu with her. Team Orange and Red are called in and now comes the good part. Get prepared for some flattened bodies because people are being thrown in front of the bus. When asked, Mia says she was confident in her team's menu. In a bit of reality show functionality, the entire team takes the blame for the awful coleslaw. Mia even defends Mike's committment to being there. Wow. Team Red is given a lot of crap for their rock hard meatballs and the sour smoothie. When asked by Gail about whether they knew it was smoothie was too sour, Sam responds that they couldn't deviate from the original menu. And then he lets loose on the other teams. He points out the squeeze bottles of evil olive oil. This is where Sam moves into dick territory. Gail asks who was using the olive oil and Sam refuses to name names. Chef Suzanne points out that liberally using olive oil is serious business in this challenge. He then alludes to some things not working the previous day and then working that day. Gail tries to find out specific and Sam still won't names names. But Mia will go there and fingers Betty. SRTW bugs her eyes out but is silent. The judges are PIIIIIISSSSSSED. I totally agree with Chef Tom's annoyance about Sam bringing the squeeze bottle issue up after the fact. I love the fact that Gail is also pissed that there's no proof they can actually work with to judge hte severity of the situation. It would be like Kayne in Project Runway getting the boot and THEN pointing out in vague ways that Keith had pattern books.
Chef Tom goes all Principal Vernon on the contestants and asks who knew what about the cheating. Betty cops to changing her recipe and says her understanding of the rules was to stay below 500 calories. Most of the other chefs say they understood the rules as given. In the end noone is going home but if Principal Vernon sees any tomfoolery, he will be cracking skulls. Because if you mess with bull you get horn.
Elia makes me love her all the more by pointing out that Betty's forthrightness in admiting her recipe change showed she legitimately misunderstood the rules. Josie says she knows that her team played by the rules but she's disappointed in the backstabbing. The finger pointers are twelve kinds of defensive with Cliff drinking Pepto Bismol and Mia saying noone knows what really went on in the judging room. Care to illuminate Mia? Marisa wins me over by saying she's shock that Mia won't stand by selling Betty out. Ilan ends the conversation by saying rules were not followed and misunderstood but the bottom line is that they all are still in the competition. Well said.
Frank: A ham and swiss cheese quiche with a pesto dressing and mint infused tea. Chef Suzanne says it reminds her of being on the porch.
Betty: A an omelete chiffonade with a pear fig basil crream sauce. No huge reaction from Suzanne.
Sam: potato salad and pickle with fennel powder on a tortilla chip.
Elia: A mini chicken salad tostada. She likes the accent.
Mike: Mike so acts like he doesn't care. It's his stupid candy puree with Cheeto. Suzanne is being really nice about it saying the candy turd is an ode to the ingredients.
And in quick sucession are Josie and her deconstructed chicken salad, Cliff and his curried banana pudding, Marisa and her trpoical salad.
Then we get Carlos and his mini vegetarian loaf with sunflower seeds and a hint of Squirt. Chef Suzanne likey.
Mia does a twinkie on yogurt. Which gets a ding from Suzanne for being a DESSERT and not an amuse bouche. Throughout the entire judging, Suzanne is totally direct and nice at the same time. No raking anyone over the coals and no axes to grind, even when they are so called for... MIKE. Marcel makes a duo of cracklings which also gets a too-sweet comment. Ilan makes a deviled egg. The bottom two are Mia and Miike (who she totally busts for not caring). On top are Frank, Carlos and Ilan with the winner being Carlos. What I am loving about this season is that the competitors seems REALLY happy for each other.
In the elimination challenge, the competitors break up into four teams - black, white, red, and orange. All you really need to know is that Marcel is on the same team as his arch nemesis Betty. The teams break down is:
Orange team: Cliff, Carlos, and Sam
White team: Ilan, Elia, and Josie.
Black team: Marcel, Betty, and Frank
Red Team: Marisa, Mike, and Mia
The challenge is to make a whole meal that cannot exceed 500 calories. Ilan makes me love him all over again saying he doesn't count calories and cooking should be about adjusting flavors and feel. They will be serving their meal at the badly named Camp Glucose, a fat camp for kids. Sam talks about his confidence in the challenge because he is diabetic and needs to think about what he eats and makes. There's no arrogance in that statement just stating the facts. Me likey. This goodwill on my part will totally be eradicated by the end of the episode. Marcel suggests asparagus wrapped in proscuitto but Betty wisely pushes for pizza. Marcel to his credit, lets go of his ego and climbs on the pizza bandwagon.
Back at the Kemore kitchen. The chefs F1 while nutritionists hover over htem and calculate calories. We find out that a cup of olive oil is 1900 calories. Josie is affably goofy as she calculates calories. Mia tries to defend Mike saying there's nothing more dangerous than a cornered animal. Much weighing, calculating and F1ing. Frank and Team Black is rocking the pizza. Betty and her pavlovas? Not so much. Marisa finally says something intelligible by pointing out you can't substitute Splenda for sugar and expect to have the same consistency in your egg white meringues.
The Red Team is making BBQ chicken skewers, raisin coleslaw, grilled vegetables, and a fudge cake with fresh strawberries adding up to 480 calories for the meal. Team Black's meal of sausage pizza, fruit skewers, and the "meringues" end up being 440 calories. The White Team goes with chicken parmignana (with bran breadcrumbs), veggie lasagna (with no pasta) and berry cheesecake pie that is 398 calories. Tom asks about the menu and Elia playfully responds that she's a big kid and she likes pie. Because it's Elia who is totally chill, this statement comes off as endearing as opposed to stupid. Finally the Orange Team goes with spiced turkey meatballs, roasted corn on the cob and a summer fruit smoothie. Chef Tom asks about the smoothie as dessert compared to the more decadent desserts. The team responds by saying they want the kids to learn a lifestyle. Well, if the other menus are under 500 calories you can learn the lifestyle with a chocolate fudge cake or a berry cheesecake. Their menu is 454 calories. By the end of the day everyone seems to be doing well except for Betty who doesn't know a damn thing about meringues and the fact they have to sit in the oven overnight.
The next morning Betty is distributing kisses liberally to her rommates, even Marcel. Mike wants to win. Oh really? The chef's F1 at the Kenmore kitchen but Betty adjusts her recipe to make a better texture. Josie comments that the teams needed to follow the menus and recipes they presented to the nutritionists and her team is ready to do that. Cliff and Sam are suspicious of the other teams following the rules as Sam notices squeeze bottles of olive oil on the line. Carlos notes that Betty had to change her meringue cookie recipe. Betty cops to that with the understanding that her meal would still be under 500 calories because she is using fewer egg whites and only two tablespoons more sugar. This seems to be a legitimate misunderstanding on Betty's part but she should know after lycheegate to be completely anal about such things.
The Teams go to Camp Glucose and set up. In contrast to the previous challenge the judges are dressed sensibly in jeans and t-shirts. Even Gail has toned down her makeup and looks like she should be at the camp instead of the Roxbury. The Teams have to send out a representative to present the menus. Elia is excited about cooking for with kids, unlike a certain ousted contestant who name rhymes with Schlemily. Frank presents Team Black's menu which excites the kids. One kid adorably asks whether they have to choose between the pizza or the lemonade. Ok this camp is evil if they make kids make that choice. Frank is delighted to say they get the whole meal. Josie is typical Josie in her presentation of Team White's menu. But noone's happy about the veggie lasagna. Carlos pimps out Sam in his presentation. Later on one of the campers states whe would like to marry Sam. Mike on the other hand, goes over like a dried out turkey meatball (oooh foreshadowing). He acts like a damn fool and the kids aren't buying it one bit. I kind of want to adopt the entire camp for that.
Most the campers go for the pizza. And the rest of the camp is evenly split between the other teams. I do think the kids are blinded by the pizza because the cheesecake looks mighty fine. The judges and campers love the pizza. The campers like most of the meals but don't like the veggie lasagna, the coleslaw and the sour, thin smoothie. After the meal the chefs and campers play soccer. Marcel kicks the ball to Ilan's face. Heee!
At the judges table ding the turkey meatballs (a rock on a stick), the chicken skewers (underseasoned) and the blah coleslaw. They love the pizza. Suzanne gives props to the cheesecake. The judges call in Team Black and announce they are the challenge winners. Frnak owns up to the challenge-winning pizza and to their credit, Marcel and Betty look delighted. Frank gets a prize of Suzanne Goin's cookbook and an offer to collaborate on a menu with her. Team Orange and Red are called in and now comes the good part. Get prepared for some flattened bodies because people are being thrown in front of the bus. When asked, Mia says she was confident in her team's menu. In a bit of reality show functionality, the entire team takes the blame for the awful coleslaw. Mia even defends Mike's committment to being there. Wow. Team Red is given a lot of crap for their rock hard meatballs and the sour smoothie. When asked by Gail about whether they knew it was smoothie was too sour, Sam responds that they couldn't deviate from the original menu. And then he lets loose on the other teams. He points out the squeeze bottles of evil olive oil. This is where Sam moves into dick territory. Gail asks who was using the olive oil and Sam refuses to name names. Chef Suzanne points out that liberally using olive oil is serious business in this challenge. He then alludes to some things not working the previous day and then working that day. Gail tries to find out specific and Sam still won't names names. But Mia will go there and fingers Betty. SRTW bugs her eyes out but is silent. The judges are PIIIIIISSSSSSED. I totally agree with Chef Tom's annoyance about Sam bringing the squeeze bottle issue up after the fact. I love the fact that Gail is also pissed that there's no proof they can actually work with to judge hte severity of the situation. It would be like Kayne in Project Runway getting the boot and THEN pointing out in vague ways that Keith had pattern books.
Chef Tom goes all Principal Vernon on the contestants and asks who knew what about the cheating. Betty cops to changing her recipe and says her understanding of the rules was to stay below 500 calories. Most of the other chefs say they understood the rules as given. In the end noone is going home but if Principal Vernon sees any tomfoolery, he will be cracking skulls. Because if you mess with bull you get horn.
Elia makes me love her all the more by pointing out that Betty's forthrightness in admiting her recipe change showed she legitimately misunderstood the rules. Josie says she knows that her team played by the rules but she's disappointed in the backstabbing. The finger pointers are twelve kinds of defensive with Cliff drinking Pepto Bismol and Mia saying noone knows what really went on in the judging room. Care to illuminate Mia? Marisa wins me over by saying she's shock that Mia won't stand by selling Betty out. Ilan ends the conversation by saying rules were not followed and misunderstood but the bottom line is that they all are still in the competition. Well said.
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