A Sunday roundup: 14-cup commercial food processor, a foster cat, friend visit, misc

Y'all will be as thrilled to hear, as I was to experience it, that I have had the dreaded relapse that so many people have succumbed to following round 1 of this horrid virus going around. Not even kidding I have gone through FOUR boxes of Kleenex since Thursday. Don't even talk to me about phlegm and nosebleeds and that disgraceful chap pattern I now have under my nose. 

That said, my dear friend, Anne, came to visit Thursday - Saturday, and as it always is when you spend time with someone who makes you pee in your pants laughing and also shares their deepest secrets and you yours and doesn't mind watching you go through two of those four boxes of Kleenex or eating leftover pizza from the double-slumber party you host one night during her visit for dinner, it was marvelous.

As evidenced by that picture.

Also last week I received a new kitchen toy, Hamilton Beach's 14-cup dicing food processor. My friend, Christine (I call her Burratine because we first truly bonded over a plate of burrata and have been fast friends since; was that two years ago, C? three?), writes the snappy food blog, Chew Nibble Nosh, and recently had a giveaway sponsored by Hamilton Beach. Out of 175 entrants, my name popped out of the Promo Simple winner generator. Y'all, I was thrilled. I don't think I've EVER won anything. And then, faster than I can type Hamilton Beach, this puppy was waiting by my front door. 

Thank you, HB; photos below courtesy of Hamilton Beach

I used it yesterday to mandoline three Meyer lemons in the blink of an eye for a Shaker lemon pie and again today to DICE many pounds of green peppers and onions for the chili verde I make most every year for the Superbowl. 

Because I was BESIDE MYSELF thrilled by the speed and mostly-accurate dicing and mandolining of all these things, which otherwise takes not an insignificant amount of time, I neglected to take any action shots. You should click here as Christine photo-documented her entire maiden voyage with her dice-chop magic appliance. It dices tomatoes without crushing them. WTF?! #winning

I cannot wait to use this bad boy to deal with potatoes in a million different ways. Latkes, hash browns, you get my drift! Thank you to Christine and Hamilton Beach!

In feline news, a beautiful little cat has been wandering our neighborhood for weeks, collarless and thin. It has emeralds for eyes and is the sweetest, calmest ball of silky fur and purr ever. Many of us have come to believe it's homeless, and so today we took him in. 

I promised T it was just a foster cat (he does NOT want another cat), and I have put signs up all over the neighborhood and also reached out to a friend who recently lost her beloved cat of 17 years to see if she might want to adopt this honey. But y'all know the truth: the boys and I want to keep this cat. Big time. Right now he's sound asleep, still purring, in bed with Jack. 

As I scooped this sweetie up today, and felt unabashed love literally course through my body, it all felt so simple. Such a perfect counterpoint to all the ugliness and complete lack of love and respect and care being spewed from the White House. It's so much easier to be kind and put a little goodness out there. #resist

Lunar New Year & Taco Night

In order to ignore (as best as possible) some of the uglier white noise in our collective background, I have enjoyed a great deal of kitchen time this week.

To celebrate the Lunar New Year (last Saturday) and welcome the Year of the Rooster, and also because Jack is finally exiting his phase of mind-numbingly dull eating and has discovered a mad passion for pork dumplings, I made, wait for it, many pork dumplings yesterday.* Oliver and his sweet hands were huge helps in the folding and crimping department, and we crafted about sixty half-moons in no time flat.

I steamed most of them but also friend about a dozen for Jack because he prefers pot stickers. Mine were definitely on the crisp side but he declared them delicious, so I'll take it. Meanwhile, Oliver inhaled approximately 35 of the steamed version. 

I also made some soba noodles, peanut sauce, fried tofu, and steamed broccoli, and tossed all that together for a nice salad. Oranges made for a perfect, good luck dessert. 

Tonight was taco night which, because of our embarrassing POTUS' lack of knowledge of Frederick Douglass, also included a margarita for moi. 

Frederick Douglass is an example of somebody who’s done an amazing job and is being recognized more and more, I noticed.

Is POTUS aware that Frederick Douglass died in 1895? I just don't have words. So really, you can easily see why I made the margarita. 

Otherwise, Tacos. Family dinner. Good!

And my darling fur baby. 

Pork dumplings:

1 pound ground pork
the white/light green ends of two scallions, minced
a couple teaspoons minced chives
~2 teaspoons grated ginger
~1-2 teaspoons sesame oil
about the same of soy sauce
~2 teaspoons salt.

Mix everything together well and refrigerate for at least an hour.

I only had egg roll wrappers, so used a 3" cup to press rounds for the big dumplings. I used a biscuit cutter to cut rounds for the potstickers. One by one, fill the rounds and then seal by dabbing a bit of water around the edge of the circle, folding the circle in half, and crimping it shut.
I steamed the dumplings and fried the potstickers.

Make a good dipping sauce. We did roughly this:

1⁄4 cup soy sauce
1⁄4 cup rice wine vinegar
2 1⁄2 teaspoons sugar (didn't do this, or only did a bit; I don't know, I put Tom on the sauce)
1⁄2 medium scallion, minced
2 teaspoons minced fresh gingerroot
1⁄2 teaspoon toasted sesame oil
1⁄2 teaspoon hot red pepper flakes

Mix. Serve.

A meal fit for Tom's 39th

My dear, spring chicken husband turned 39 yesterday. 39 sounds different my side of 40, but I'm cool with it. Other than the presence of the Vulgar Talking Yam, I have loved every bit of turning and being 40.

But anyway, Tom.

Because we went away and celebrated for the long weekend, I admit to y'all that when I realized, Monday night, that the next day was his actual birthday, I was a bit shocked. Like, it occurred to me that I always cook T a birthday meal and wanted to do so again this year, but I don't usually wing it so dramatically.

Which is why it is crucial to have high-quality, tasty ingredients in your freezer, fridge, and pantry. Staples, if you will. I didn't have to buy a single thing for this evening, and voila!

Entree: The Silver Palate's Chicken Marbella

ready for the oven

cooked!

Have y'all ever had this dish? My aunt Wendy used to make it regularly (or what seemed like regularly to me), and I always adored it. The chicken and prunes, wine and olives, bay leaves and garlic, capers and brown sugar all meld together in such a savory, pleasurable way. Mamma mia!

Prunes, bay leaves, garlic, brown sugar, olive oil, salt, pepper, oregano: pantry
Olives, capers: fridge
Chicken: freezer

Sides: A festive winter salad and some cinnamon and bay pearled couscous all the better to sop Marbella sauce with.

Can you even? Blood oranges, Sumo mandarins, satsumas, lettuces, olive oil, aged Balsamic, salt and pepper

pearled couscous with shallots, cinnamon, a bay leaf, salt, lemon zest

Lettuce, butter: fridge
Balsamic, olive oil, couscous, shallots, herbs: pantry
Oranges: counter top

Dessert: Blackberry Pie because T is trying to be healthful 

The boys chose tool candles because "Daddy can fix anything!"

Blackberries: freezer
Flour, oil, salt, sugar, corn starch: pantry
Milk: fridge