One of the best things about living in Southeast Texas is being so close to Louisiana, and one of the best things about Louisiana is the Banners Cultural Series in Lake Charles, a program of McNeese State University. Bill & I found out about this by accident last year, bought season tickets (for $150 for the WHOLE SEASON, not one show!), and have renewed our tickets this year. Last year we saw such great musical acts as Arlo Guthrie, Karla Bonnoff and Steve Riley & the Mamou Playboys and enjoyed unclassifiable events such as the Short Circuit Film Festival, Chinese acrobats and an avant-garde puppet show that told the tale of Troy.
One of our favorites from last year was a short film shown at the aforementioned Short Circuit Film Festival, called I Always Do My Collars First, in short, a film about ironing. The documentary follows four dynamic Cajun women as they go about their daily lives demonstrating how the simple ritual of ironing weaves its way throughout the fabric of family life and their sense of identity. We loved it so much, we bought copies for our family. I can't wait to see what we discover at this year's Film Festival.
This year, we're looking forward to Zachary Richard, Avner the Eccentric, The Preservation Hall Jazz Band - the list goes on and on (a different show every week, February - May!). This is a HUGE bargain and with the first show on February 20th, there's still time to get your tickets.
And, of course, a girl's gotta eat - Lake Charles has some great restaurants. Some of our favorites are Tony's Pizza (try the Deep Dish!), Mazen's Mediterranean Foods, and Mama Rosa's. Hhhhmmm, I sense a theme here.
You should go!
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Valentine's Day Sweet: Crostata di Ricotta
Yesterday morning, the day before Valentine's Day, I awoke to find Bill already gone to work and a note stuck in the handle of my coffee mug that read, "Belle, for Valentine's Day, please, please, please choose one of these desserts." Under my mug was a sheaf of battered xeroxed pages from a cookbook, Italy - The Beautiful Cookbook, that he's obviously had for years.
I flipped through the pages and was tempted by such recipes as Torta di Meliga (Cornmeal Cake), Crostata di Crema (Lemon Cream Tart), and Polenta Dulce (Sweet Polenta). However, since it IS Valentine's Day, chocolate is a must, so I chose the following recipe. I made some mistakes along the way, which I'll share, but still recommend you try this - if you have at least a half a day of free time.
Crostata di Ricotta
Ricotta Pie
2 1/2 cups all purpose flour
3 egg yolks
1/2 cup superfine sugar
3 oz butter (melted?)
3 egg yolks
1/3 cup superfine sugar
2 TBSP all purpose flour
1 cup milk
3 oz. semisweet chocolate
1/4 cup maraschino liqueur (I didn't have this, but I did have a large jar of maraschino cherries, so I used the juice from those)
8 oz ricotta
pinch of ground cinnamon
grated rind of 1 lemon
reserved egg white, beaten
1. For the pastry, combine 2 1/2 cups flour, 3 egg yolks, 1/3 cup sugar and the butter and mix into a dough. Form into a ball, cover with plastic and let rest in the refrigerator while preparing the filling. (Here's where things went awry and why I think, perhaps, the butter should be melted. Lacking direction from the recipe, I proceeded as with all pie crusts - cutting the butter into the dry ingredients, then adding the 3 yolks, which was in no way enough liquid to form anything resembling a dough. I'm truly stumped here - so if anyone knows for sure about melting the butter, please let me know. What I did at this point was to add splashes of milk until I got the right consistency. Of course, I added too much milk and adjusted by kneading in more flour. It all turned out o.k. in the end, but I was completely frustrated!)
2. For the filling, beat 3 egg yolks with 1/3 cup sugar until light. Add 2 TBSP flour and the milk and cook the mixture in a double boiler over simmering water until thick. (Note: since it doesn't say HOW thick, I went by the standard, "does it coat the back of a spoon" test.) Melt the chocolate with the maraschino. Stir into the egg mixture and let cool completely.
3. Put the ricotta through a sieve. Gradually stir in the cooled custard, cinnamon and lemon rind. Mix well and set aside for 10 minutes.
4. Preheat oven to 350F. Butter and flour a 10" pie pan. Roll out 3/4 of the pastry dough in a circle and line the pan with it. Pour in the prepared filling and roll out the remaining dough into a circle to cover the top. Crimp edges together. Brush the top of the pie with a little beaten egg white and bake for 40 minutes or until crust is golden brown. Let cool before serving. (Since it was Valentine's Day, I cut a heart out of waxed paper to make a stencil, placed the stencil over the pie and dusted with powdered sugar).
Notes & Variations: Consider decorating with slivered almonds or pine nuts. Also, I think I may do away with the persnickety crust altogether and serve the chilled filling in cups with whipped cream - sort of an Italian Pots de Creme. I might even try various liqueurs, such as: Amaretto, Frangelico or Kirsch.
I flipped through the pages and was tempted by such recipes as Torta di Meliga (Cornmeal Cake), Crostata di Crema (Lemon Cream Tart), and Polenta Dulce (Sweet Polenta). However, since it IS Valentine's Day, chocolate is a must, so I chose the following recipe. I made some mistakes along the way, which I'll share, but still recommend you try this - if you have at least a half a day of free time.
Crostata di Ricotta
Ricotta Pie
2 1/2 cups all purpose flour
3 egg yolks
1/2 cup superfine sugar
3 oz butter (melted?)
3 egg yolks
1/3 cup superfine sugar
2 TBSP all purpose flour
1 cup milk
3 oz. semisweet chocolate
1/4 cup maraschino liqueur (I didn't have this, but I did have a large jar of maraschino cherries, so I used the juice from those)
8 oz ricotta
pinch of ground cinnamon
grated rind of 1 lemon
reserved egg white, beaten
1. For the pastry, combine 2 1/2 cups flour, 3 egg yolks, 1/3 cup sugar and the butter and mix into a dough. Form into a ball, cover with plastic and let rest in the refrigerator while preparing the filling. (Here's where things went awry and why I think, perhaps, the butter should be melted. Lacking direction from the recipe, I proceeded as with all pie crusts - cutting the butter into the dry ingredients, then adding the 3 yolks, which was in no way enough liquid to form anything resembling a dough. I'm truly stumped here - so if anyone knows for sure about melting the butter, please let me know. What I did at this point was to add splashes of milk until I got the right consistency. Of course, I added too much milk and adjusted by kneading in more flour. It all turned out o.k. in the end, but I was completely frustrated!)
2. For the filling, beat 3 egg yolks with 1/3 cup sugar until light. Add 2 TBSP flour and the milk and cook the mixture in a double boiler over simmering water until thick. (Note: since it doesn't say HOW thick, I went by the standard, "does it coat the back of a spoon" test.) Melt the chocolate with the maraschino. Stir into the egg mixture and let cool completely.
3. Put the ricotta through a sieve. Gradually stir in the cooled custard, cinnamon and lemon rind. Mix well and set aside for 10 minutes.
4. Preheat oven to 350F. Butter and flour a 10" pie pan. Roll out 3/4 of the pastry dough in a circle and line the pan with it. Pour in the prepared filling and roll out the remaining dough into a circle to cover the top. Crimp edges together. Brush the top of the pie with a little beaten egg white and bake for 40 minutes or until crust is golden brown. Let cool before serving. (Since it was Valentine's Day, I cut a heart out of waxed paper to make a stencil, placed the stencil over the pie and dusted with powdered sugar).
Notes & Variations: Consider decorating with slivered almonds or pine nuts. Also, I think I may do away with the persnickety crust altogether and serve the chilled filling in cups with whipped cream - sort of an Italian Pots de Creme. I might even try various liqueurs, such as: Amaretto, Frangelico or Kirsch.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
What's for Dinner: Veggie Tamale Pie
Recently, a coworker told me that she and her hubby made a resolution to eat one meatless meal a week. Here's a recipe from Vegetarian Times for a dish that's so hearty you won't miss the meat. Bill & Patrick, die hard meat eaters, loved this!
Veggie Tamale Pie
TOPPING
1/2 cup dry polenta or corn grits (I used polenta)
1/4 cup grated sharp Cheddar Cheese
FILLING
1 1/2 tsp. vegetable oil
3 cloves garlic, minced
1 medium onion diced
1 small zucchini, diced
1/2 bell pepper (I used orange), diced
1 TBSP chili powder
1 tsp. ground cumin
1 tsp. dried oregano (Mexican, if available)
1 15 oz. can pinto beans, rinsed and drained
1 14.5 oz. can tomato puree
1/2 cup frozen corn kernels
2 tsp. brown rice flour (I didn't have this so I used whole wheat flour instead)
1. To make Topping: Preheat oven to 375F. Bring 2 cups water to a boil in saucepan. Stir in polenta, reduce heat to medium and simmer 30 minutes (I found it took only 15 minutes to get a really thick consistency), stirring OFTEN. Stir in cheese and set aside.
2. To make Filling: Heat oil in skillet over medium heat. Add onion and cook for 3 minutes, then add garlic and cook for 2 more minutes. Add zucchini, bell pepper, chili powder, cumin, cumin, and oregano. Cook 5 minutes more.
3. Stir in beans, tomato puree and corn. Mix flour with 1/4 cup cold water; stir into zucchini mixture. Cook 3 minutes, or until mixture thickens slightly. Season with salt and pepper, if desired.
4. Spread Filling into 8" square baking dish. Spread Topping over Filling.
5. Place casserole on baking sheet. Bake 40 minutes, or until filling bubbles and top is golden. Let stand before serving.
Serves 6 at 195 calories per serving
Variations: Next time I make this, I'll add a small can of chopped green chiles (preferable hatch) and maybe substitute hominy for the corn, because I just really like hominy.
Veggie Tamale Pie
TOPPING
1/2 cup dry polenta or corn grits (I used polenta)
1/4 cup grated sharp Cheddar Cheese
FILLING
1 1/2 tsp. vegetable oil
3 cloves garlic, minced
1 medium onion diced
1 small zucchini, diced
1/2 bell pepper (I used orange), diced
1 TBSP chili powder
1 tsp. ground cumin
1 tsp. dried oregano (Mexican, if available)
1 15 oz. can pinto beans, rinsed and drained
1 14.5 oz. can tomato puree
1/2 cup frozen corn kernels
2 tsp. brown rice flour (I didn't have this so I used whole wheat flour instead)
1. To make Topping: Preheat oven to 375F. Bring 2 cups water to a boil in saucepan. Stir in polenta, reduce heat to medium and simmer 30 minutes (I found it took only 15 minutes to get a really thick consistency), stirring OFTEN. Stir in cheese and set aside.
2. To make Filling: Heat oil in skillet over medium heat. Add onion and cook for 3 minutes, then add garlic and cook for 2 more minutes. Add zucchini, bell pepper, chili powder, cumin, cumin, and oregano. Cook 5 minutes more.
3. Stir in beans, tomato puree and corn. Mix flour with 1/4 cup cold water; stir into zucchini mixture. Cook 3 minutes, or until mixture thickens slightly. Season with salt and pepper, if desired.
4. Spread Filling into 8" square baking dish. Spread Topping over Filling.
5. Place casserole on baking sheet. Bake 40 minutes, or until filling bubbles and top is golden. Let stand before serving.
Serves 6 at 195 calories per serving
Variations: Next time I make this, I'll add a small can of chopped green chiles (preferable hatch) and maybe substitute hominy for the corn, because I just really like hominy.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Berry-Blast 4 Grain Muffins
I found this recipe on the website, Chatelaine, a Canadian women's magazine, and prepared these in advance for our camping trip. Patrick liked them so much, he actually groaned when he took his first bite. I, naturally, adjusted the recipe with what I had on hand.
Berry-Blast 4 Grain Muffins
1 1/4 cups whole wheat flour (I used whole wheat pastry flour)
1 1/4 cups old fashioned oats
2/3 cup cornmeal
2/3 cup natural wheat bran (I used oat bran)
3 tsp baking powder
1 tsp each baking soda, salt and cinnamon
zest of 1 orange
2/3 cup brown sugar
2 eggs
1 3/4 cups buttermilk
1/3 cup vegetable oil
1 tsp vanilla
1 1/2 cups fresh or frozen blueberries (I used frozen)
Belle's notes and variations: I got the Oat Bran at Kroger in Orange and the Whole Wheat Pastry Flour at Basic Foods in Beaumont. Next time I make this, I'll experiment by adding some ground flax seed, or some toasted walnuts for texture. If you make these with successful variations, please share in the comments section.
Berry-Blast 4 Grain Muffins
1 1/4 cups whole wheat flour (I used whole wheat pastry flour)
1 1/4 cups old fashioned oats
2/3 cup cornmeal
2/3 cup natural wheat bran (I used oat bran)
3 tsp baking powder
1 tsp each baking soda, salt and cinnamon
zest of 1 orange
2/3 cup brown sugar
2 eggs
1 3/4 cups buttermilk
1/3 cup vegetable oil
1 tsp vanilla
1 1/2 cups fresh or frozen blueberries (I used frozen)
- Preheat oven to 400F. Lightly oil or line a 12 cup muffin tin. Measure flour, oats, cornmeal, wheat (or oat) bran, baking powder, baking soda, salt and cinnamon into a large bowl. Finely grate in the orange zest, then add sugar. Using a fork, stir until evenly mixed.
- In a small bowl, whisk eggs with buttermilk, oil and vanilla. Pour over flour mixture. Stir just until moistened, then add berries and stir until evenly distributed. Do not over-mix. Divide mixture between muffin cups and fill each one right to the rim.
- Bake in center of preheated oven until a cake tester inserted in center of muffins comes out clean, 20 to 25 minutes. Let stand 5 minutes, then turn onto a cooling rack.
Belle's notes and variations: I got the Oat Bran at Kroger in Orange and the Whole Wheat Pastry Flour at Basic Foods in Beaumont. Next time I make this, I'll experiment by adding some ground flax seed, or some toasted walnuts for texture. If you make these with successful variations, please share in the comments section.
Camping with the Sierra Club
Every Martin Luther King holiday weekend, the Golden Triangle Sierra Club plans a camping/biking/hiking/canoeing excursion, and after several years of invites I finally cleared my schedule and joined the group for this year's outing to Boykin Springs in the Angelina National Forest, in the heart of East Texas.
Cold rain prohibited our planned Friday and Saturday night stays, so Patrick, his adorable girlfriend Amy, and myself (Bill stayed home sick) arrived at the campsite Sunday morning early enough to set up our camp, before setting off for the day's hike. Now, those of you who know me well already sense that I am WAY outside my comfort zone, especially in the absence of Bill, and I admit to being very skeptical to my success at camping. However, the planners and veterans of these trips are not just tolerant of newbies, they enjoyed the opportunity to teach and assist wherever needed.
So, Saturday morning the 9 of us (plus the most gorgeous, friendly Golden Retriever, Sunny) set off on a 5 mile round trip hike to the Old Aldridge Mill Site, the ruins of a thriving sawmill town that was abandoned around 1920. The hike through the piney woods was really lovely, following and crossing clear cold creeks along the way. We had our packed lunch at the ruins of the mill, which were massive, spooky and desecrated by graffiti 'artists'.
Later in the evening, our group gathered around the fire to tell stories and be entertained by Patrick who had brought his guitar and honored us with a few tunes. This was a great group of folks to hang out with, ranging in age from 17 to 81. Our oldest camper was none other than Maxine Johnston, "Godmother of the Big Thicket National Preserve". Although I've briefly met Maxine before, it was an experience I'll never forget - hearing her stories, and being entertained by her heartily singing a Disney tune, "The Reluctant Dragon".
After a cold and sleepless night (our sleeping bags were completely inadequate), six of us put our canoes in the Neches River at 9:00 a.m. and set off for a 15 mile canoe trip. Let me say this, if like me you've never canoed before and someone says, "we're going to canoe 15 miles today," swallow your pride, be a weenie, and bail out or ask for a shorter trip. Despite truly glorious moments, such as the sun sparkling on the river, the stillness, sighting a bald eagle and Maxine's aforementioned singing, 7 hours of canoeing is grueling. Patrick and Amy turned their canoe over at mile 2, and by mile 5 I knew I had taken on WAY more than I could handle. Thanks, however, to the patience and perseverance of our excellent guide, Gerald, we finally reached the end of our travels shortly before 5 p.m. Yes, it's true, I shed a few tears of joy and relief when I spotted the bridge that signaled the end. Maxine, by the way, is tougher than a $2 steak - I asked her if her arms were sore after all that paddling (mine were in agony) and her only complaint was her, "hands were a little raw."
The three of us made it home around 8:30 Monday night, after stopping and pigging out in Jasper at The Cedar Tree (best meal ever!). We were dirty, exhausted yet exhilarated and haven't been able to stop talking, laughing about our experiences. And, as I told Gerald, despite all my whining (and some cussing) on the river, I'm in for next year. You should join us!
Cold rain prohibited our planned Friday and Saturday night stays, so Patrick, his adorable girlfriend Amy, and myself (Bill stayed home sick) arrived at the campsite Sunday morning early enough to set up our camp, before setting off for the day's hike. Now, those of you who know me well already sense that I am WAY outside my comfort zone, especially in the absence of Bill, and I admit to being very skeptical to my success at camping. However, the planners and veterans of these trips are not just tolerant of newbies, they enjoyed the opportunity to teach and assist wherever needed.
So, Saturday morning the 9 of us (plus the most gorgeous, friendly Golden Retriever, Sunny) set off on a 5 mile round trip hike to the Old Aldridge Mill Site, the ruins of a thriving sawmill town that was abandoned around 1920. The hike through the piney woods was really lovely, following and crossing clear cold creeks along the way. We had our packed lunch at the ruins of the mill, which were massive, spooky and desecrated by graffiti 'artists'.
Later in the evening, our group gathered around the fire to tell stories and be entertained by Patrick who had brought his guitar and honored us with a few tunes. This was a great group of folks to hang out with, ranging in age from 17 to 81. Our oldest camper was none other than Maxine Johnston, "Godmother of the Big Thicket National Preserve". Although I've briefly met Maxine before, it was an experience I'll never forget - hearing her stories, and being entertained by her heartily singing a Disney tune, "The Reluctant Dragon".
After a cold and sleepless night (our sleeping bags were completely inadequate), six of us put our canoes in the Neches River at 9:00 a.m. and set off for a 15 mile canoe trip. Let me say this, if like me you've never canoed before and someone says, "we're going to canoe 15 miles today," swallow your pride, be a weenie, and bail out or ask for a shorter trip. Despite truly glorious moments, such as the sun sparkling on the river, the stillness, sighting a bald eagle and Maxine's aforementioned singing, 7 hours of canoeing is grueling. Patrick and Amy turned their canoe over at mile 2, and by mile 5 I knew I had taken on WAY more than I could handle. Thanks, however, to the patience and perseverance of our excellent guide, Gerald, we finally reached the end of our travels shortly before 5 p.m. Yes, it's true, I shed a few tears of joy and relief when I spotted the bridge that signaled the end. Maxine, by the way, is tougher than a $2 steak - I asked her if her arms were sore after all that paddling (mine were in agony) and her only complaint was her, "hands were a little raw."
The three of us made it home around 8:30 Monday night, after stopping and pigging out in Jasper at The Cedar Tree (best meal ever!). We were dirty, exhausted yet exhilarated and haven't been able to stop talking, laughing about our experiences. And, as I told Gerald, despite all my whining (and some cussing) on the river, I'm in for next year. You should join us!
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Just Read: The Glass Books of the Dream Eaters, Vol. One
I just finished reading, The Glass Books of the Dream Eaters, Volume One, by Gordon Dahlquist, and recommend this to anyone who enjoys sci-fi, thrillers, adventures or mysteries, because it's really a combination of all of those genres, with maybe just a touch of romance.
I picked up this book, with no recommendation, based solely on the description on the back of book: "It starts with a simple note. Roger Bascombe regretfully wishes to inform Celeste Temple that their engagement is forthwith terminated. Determined to find out why, Miss Temple takes the first step in a journey that will propel her into a dizzyingly seductive, utterly shocking world beyond her imagining - and set her on a collision course with a killer and a spy - in a bodice-ripping, action-packed roller-coaster ride of suspense, betrayal, and richly fevered dreams." I picked it up because of that, and well, the title just sounded intriguing. I was not disappointed, except to say that there was in reality very little bodice-ripping, but that's actually a positive for me.
Although it never states the location or time-period, based on a few clues (i.e. dress and behavior) I pictured it as Victorian London. The aforementioned heroine of the tale, Miss Temple, is a girl after my own heart. She defies the convention of her times in both actions and personality. She is tender-hearted, brave, quick-witted and tempered, of restless mind and spirit, and does not suffer fools gladly. After momentarily succumbing to tears over her fear and loneliness, "She blew her nose. She was difficult, she knew. She did not make friends. She was brisk and demanding, unsparing and indulgent. She sniffed, bitterly resenting this sort of introspection, despising the need for it nearly as much as she despised introspection itself. In that moment she did not know which she wanted more, to curl up in the sun room of her island house, or to shoot one of these blue-glass villains in the heart..." As I said, a girl after my own heart.
The type of science fiction resembles Jules Verne or H.G. Wells, but with more interesting characters and a much more sinister tone. I enjoyed this enough to go ahead and order The Glass Books of the Dream Eaters, Volume Two and the third book in the series The Dark Volume, because I was highly engaged and entertained by the first, and also because the first ends with a major cliff-hanger. I just have to know what happens to Miss Temple next.
I picked up this book, with no recommendation, based solely on the description on the back of book: "It starts with a simple note. Roger Bascombe regretfully wishes to inform Celeste Temple that their engagement is forthwith terminated. Determined to find out why, Miss Temple takes the first step in a journey that will propel her into a dizzyingly seductive, utterly shocking world beyond her imagining - and set her on a collision course with a killer and a spy - in a bodice-ripping, action-packed roller-coaster ride of suspense, betrayal, and richly fevered dreams." I picked it up because of that, and well, the title just sounded intriguing. I was not disappointed, except to say that there was in reality very little bodice-ripping, but that's actually a positive for me.
Although it never states the location or time-period, based on a few clues (i.e. dress and behavior) I pictured it as Victorian London. The aforementioned heroine of the tale, Miss Temple, is a girl after my own heart. She defies the convention of her times in both actions and personality. She is tender-hearted, brave, quick-witted and tempered, of restless mind and spirit, and does not suffer fools gladly. After momentarily succumbing to tears over her fear and loneliness, "She blew her nose. She was difficult, she knew. She did not make friends. She was brisk and demanding, unsparing and indulgent. She sniffed, bitterly resenting this sort of introspection, despising the need for it nearly as much as she despised introspection itself. In that moment she did not know which she wanted more, to curl up in the sun room of her island house, or to shoot one of these blue-glass villains in the heart..." As I said, a girl after my own heart.
The type of science fiction resembles Jules Verne or H.G. Wells, but with more interesting characters and a much more sinister tone. I enjoyed this enough to go ahead and order The Glass Books of the Dream Eaters, Volume Two and the third book in the series The Dark Volume, because I was highly engaged and entertained by the first, and also because the first ends with a major cliff-hanger. I just have to know what happens to Miss Temple next.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Me, George Carlin & Brian Wilson
If you're familiar with the back page of Vanity Fair magazine, you're probably familiar with the Proust Questionnaire - 20 questions that are alleged to reveal one's true nature. Questions such as: "What is your idea of perfect happiness?" (having enough of everything) or, "How would you like to die?" (in my sleep, completely unaware).
If you have a few moments to waste (and who doesn't, right?), take the test online and find out which famous person your answers match with most.
I was rather pleased with myself that I matched 88.63% with George Carlin and 75.41% with Brian Wilson. So, what does THAT say about me? That I'm funny, talented, genius, troubled and plagued by demons? Perhaps I shouldn't be so pleased.
If you have a few moments to waste (and who doesn't, right?), take the test online and find out which famous person your answers match with most.
I was rather pleased with myself that I matched 88.63% with George Carlin and 75.41% with Brian Wilson. So, what does THAT say about me? That I'm funny, talented, genius, troubled and plagued by demons? Perhaps I shouldn't be so pleased.
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