Saturday, November 14, 2009

Mom’s Apple Pie Recipe with a Crystallized Ginger Crust

Besides making the turkey for Thanksgiving, my mom always made apple pie. Her recipe for the filling was classic in its simplicity: apples, brown sugar, lemon juice, and raisins. I’ve played around with her recipe but never improved it. The crust, however, was a different matter.

Over the years I tried dozens of recipes with varying results. When I finally settled on a recipe that worked there was still something missing. Sure I wanted the crust to be light and flaky with a buttery flavor and a little sweetness, all of which nicely framed the flavors of the apple filling but I still felt something was missing.

I wanted the crust to add to the flavors of the apple pie, not just frame them. That’s when I hit on using crystallized ginger to add sweet-heat to the crust.

Apple Pie with Crystallized Ginger Crust

You can use any tart apple or, as we prefer, one with more flavor like a Fuji.

Yield: 6-8 slices

Time: 90 minutes

Ingredients

6 large sized apples, washed, peeled, sliced 1/2” thick

2 tablespoons fresh lemon juice

3/4 cup brown sugar

1 tablespoon golden raisins

5 large pieces crystallized ginger

2 1/2 cups all-purpose flour

2 sticks unsalted butter, cut into small pieces

1/4 teaspoon sea salt

3 teaspoons raw sugar

2-3 tablespoons ice water

1 egg white

Method

Make the pastry first. Hand chop the crystallized ginger as fine as possible. Put the flour, butter, sea salt, 2 teaspoons of raw sugar, and the crystallized ginger into a food processor and pulse until well-blended. While the food processor is running, slowly add water until the dough forms a ball.

Sprinkle flour onto a cutting board. Remove the ball of dough, divide into two pieces, put onto the flour and flatten into two 6” disks. Wrap each disk separately in plastic wrap. Refrigerate for at least 60 minutes.

Prebake the bottom crust.

On the floured cutting board, remove one disk from the plastic wrap and roll out the dough so it covers a 9” pie dish. Gently lay the dough over the pie dish and press down to fit. Trim the excess dough off the edge with a sharp paring knife. Make a dozen holes in the bottom of the dough. Weigh down the dough with ceramic pastry balls, uncooked rice, or beans and bake 15 minutes in a preheated 375 degree oven. Remove. Let cool on a wire rack. Remove the weights.

For the filling, put the lemon juice, raisins, and brown sugar in a large mixing bowl. Toss the apple slices in the mixture so the apples don’t discolor. Using a rubber spatula put the slices and juice in the prebaked crust.

Roll out the top crust on the floured cutting board as before. Lay the pastry on top of the pie. Trim away the excess and press together the edges of the top and bottom crusts. Use a paring knife to make half a dozen slits in the top pastry to allow steam to escape.

Bake in a preheated 375 degree oven for 30 minutes. Remove from the oven. Lightly beat the egg white with 1/2 teaspoon of water. Brush the pastry with the egg white and sprinkle the remaining teaspoon of raw sugar over the top. Return to the oven for an additional 25-35 minutes or until the crust is nicely brown.

Serve warm with whipped cream or vanilla ice cream.

Friday Fluffer - Rock Her World


One advantage of writing a blog vaguely about sex is that people send me interesting things. Like this book. I quote from the back-cover blurb:

"...women were asking me how they could get their men to be better lovers. It didn't take me long to figure out that 2+2=69 and that there was a need for a book like this."

There you have it, ladies and gentlemen, porn arithmetic.

Review follows.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Kindness all around

I have more San Francisco pictures coming, but first things first. So many amazing things going on around the blogs, but I think the best is Katie's Operation Chocolate-Covered Kindness! Click away on CCK to raise money for The Enough project!

Some contest love, if that's what you're looking for... lots of loot to celebrate An Apple A Day's Blogiversary, a chance to try Stogo (in NYC) from Gena, a tera's whey giveaway from The Healthy Everythingtarian, and if she wasn't already giving enough, Katie is also giving us a chance to pick our own prize!

~Phew~ I still feel very behind from all that's been going on the past few weeks, but hopefully I'll catch up :/ I also want to thank Brandi before I forget. She passed along an award to me! I was very excited to meet her (and her hubby Nick) this past weekend :) Hopefully we'll meet again soon!


Now for 7 things about me that come along with this...
1- I feel badly for crumbs. If I'm at home, I tend to eat the crumbs first so they don't feel bad ;)
2- I don't know how to dive, and I'm too scared to learn now.
3- I'm not a coffee drinker, and never have been. Tea, please!
4- Finding Nemo is one of my favorite movies :)
5- I was a Girl Scout, as a Brownie and Junior! Good ol' Troop 12, still friends with some of those gals!
6- My right foot is ~1/2 a size larger than my left. (how rude!)
7- I have a bad habit of cracking my knuckles. I used to be alot worse, now it usually only happens when I'm nervous.

To share the love... I'm passing the award on to Sarah, Kerstin, Kelly, Sabrina, Diana, Mary Kate, and Sagan. If you haven't checked out these lovely ladies, I encourage you to go do so now ;)

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Safety Word


Or safeword or even Safeword is short-hand for "stop what you're doing now, I'm at my limit."

Being tragically ill informed about the BDSM world, this is about the extent of my experience. As usual, a little knowledge is dangerous. Trying to be cool with stuff about which I know nothing always gets me into trouble. For instance, I made a joke with Angie, the bartender at my local pub the other day.

We need a safety word, I said.

Isn't that safeword, Wombat? she looked at me like I was from outer space.

Sure, whatever, safeword. I want my safeword to mean you should stop serving me drinks and give me the check.

Why can't you just ask for the check, and I'll stop serving you, she said, giving me that duh look she keeps for particularly specious customers.

Oh, c'mon, that's no fun. I want my safety word...

....safeword....

Sorry, safeword to be Pink Squirrel. I am triumphant now.

Pink Squirrel?, she repeated, without enthusiasm but with an extended duh look.

Yep, Pink Squirrel.

Angie walked away shaking her head. I think she thinks I'm weird.



Picture from here.

Monday, November 9, 2009

1st Annual Foodbuzz Festival


I'm on the plane, somewhere over Nebraska, recounting a fabulous weekend in San Francisco. Foodbuzz did an amazing job with the Festival, I can't thank them enough!! There are quite a few thorough recaps of the event (just check out the list of attendees), so I thought I would highlight my favorite eats of the weekend.

I started Friday night off right--with dessert! A pumpkin spice cupcake from Mission Minis


A buttery, rich Zucchini Mushroom hand pie from The Pie Truck (Sabrina and I, "Cheers!")


A lavender-pomegranate cheesecake from Alive, with a coconut base (I love this coconut milk trend!). I loved the subtle, light flavors of this raw, vegan cheesecake!


Excellent thin crust pizza from Pizza Politana


A gluten-free bread from Blue Bottle Coffee that married Arborio Rice, Brandy, and Wine! Thanks for sharing Tina :)


Fresh, local honey yogurt from Saint Benoit in it's own awesome crock!


An appetizer from aquarius that I *think* involved a goat cheese mousse underneath some sort of meat (maybe like a carpaccio?) and topped with a lemon meringue. Best in one bite, this was very unique and tasty! Anyone else remember what this was exactly??


A meatball from Chef Paul of Americano, made with Hearst beef


Some delicious cheese...


And so much incredible chocolate I couldn't pick favorites (or pictures) :)


Pumpkin Pie Caramallows from BonBonBar


Amazingly dough-y cookies from Annie the baker


Brussels sprouts that made me a lover!! From our Outsanding in the Field dinner Saturday night at Greenleef Produce, these roasted brussels sprouts were topped with ponzu fried garlic, guanciale and bonito flakes. Definitely recreating!!


Another good bite from dinner was the tuna appetizer. "Ahi tunnato on paine de mie with gochukaru and parsley," I seem to recall it was described as tuna poached in oil that was then reduced to form a foam that topped the tuna. Or something like that ;)


Pistachio Macarons from Miette (thanks for the tip Esi). I really need to try making these gems at home!


I also owe a huge thank you to Nature's Pride, who not only sponsored my trip, but gave me the opportunity to prepare my Savory Pumpkin Bread Pudding during the Tasting Pavilion! It seemed to be a hit, but I don't know if it was because I was standing right there ;)


All I have to say is holy food!! It's a good thing we don't do this every weekend :)

Ten Dates, Ten Days, Ten Kisses, Whatever



A little history. Years ago I posited the idea that we should delay fist sex (whoops, Freudian slip, FIRST sex, although beginning with that other way would be awesome.....where was I?) to prevent our hormones running away with our lives. As Maryanne says, chemistry is not love.

Pretty boring stuff, but here it is:

Ten Date Rule Part One.

Ten Date Rule Part Two.

At the time, the second installment created a shitstorm in comments (some of which are sadly deleted, narcissism at work) because I referred to oxytocin. I dared to suggest that women are more susceptible to this hormone, and that its power might overwhelm their best interests in the long-term. The gall.

My motivation for all this argy-bargy was to hint that delayed gratification might save lots of heartache.

The idea of ten dates being the magic number is risible, of course. Everyone is different. The point was to open up discussion about some general realities of the way men and women behave around the early stages of getting-to-know-you. The point I'm trying to describe is when a man's ardency (word?) is modified by noticing that the woman is a person too. It might be at the first date, and it might never happen. Only you will be able to tell.

People still laugh at the concept, which is fine. I wish there was a catchier title than 'Ten Date Rule' - something like 'early sex might lead to a sex-only based relationship' or 'when he calls to simply chat without conditions you're good' capture the meaning, but not the spirit.

Happily there are no relationship police, because we're all self-policing. Which really works a treat.



Picture from here.

Narcissist


A friend let me have it over the weekend: I'm a narcissist, apparently. Which is fine, if those close can't tell us the truth, who can?

Criticism is good for the soul, making one sit up and take note. Consider me chastised.

I cast my mind around for some historical or cinematic narcissists. Here's my favourite.