Thursday, August 29, 2013

Galettes are all the rage right now

Galettes are so hot right now! (Please read this in your mind a la Zoolander: "Hansel's so hot right now!")

Actually, I don't know if this is true, but I am TOTALLY OBSESSED. You can make them sweet or savory, and it's basically the lazy person's pie. And making a delicious homemade thing LAZILY? Count me in!

This recipe: Rustic Plum Tart by Martha Stewart (more into savory? Check out this burst tomato galette)
How I changed it: I added 1 tsp lemon zest for some extra... well... zest!

Whenever I make a recipe from Martha Stewart, I curse her. How is she so clever and amazing? I won't ever forgive her for not being clever and amazing when she was convicted for securities fraud... Which I have hence looked up, and I'd have probably done the same thing in her place. So I'm going to let it go and accept that she is human. You go, Martha (... you go Glen Coco)!

OK - that's enough now.

Full recipe:

Crust:
- 1 cup all purpose flour (I weight mine, so that's 4.75 oz), plus some extra for when you roll out the dough
- 1/4 cornmeal
- 1/2 tsp granulated sugar
- 1/2 tsp salt
- 1/2 cup (1 stick) cold unsalted butter, cut into small pieces
- 2-4 T ice water

Martha suggests using "fine yellow cornmeal" but I had white cornmeal (not fine) and I GREATLY enjoyed the end result. A "pleasing grittiness" as BFF put it. As in, best crust I've ever made and it might make it on my "make this crust forever" list. If you don't want a "pleasing grittiness" to it, feel free to throw your cornmeal into a food processor to make it finer.

Filling:
- 1.5 lbs red plums, pitted
- 1/2 cup granulated sugar
- 1 T all-purpose flour
- 1 tsp lemon zest

Egg wash:
- 1 large egg yolk + 1 tsp water

My plums, from my friend down the way, were quite small (a little larger than a peach pit) so I just halved them, but if yours are larger (aka store bought size, generally), quarter them.

After you make the crust, it has to chill in the fridge for 1 hour. Don't worry, I hate waiting too. But if you don't wait, the butter will get too melty, and it will make your crust not as DELICIOUSLY FLAKY as this one will become if you wait. Waiting also makes it easier to roll out the dough, with less flour. Waiting is my #1 most hated (ethereal) thing in the world. But this is worth it. Don't worry, while it's cooling you can leisurely pit the plums, perhaps while watching your dog harass your cat, or listening to Jim Dale's performance of Harry Potter #4. I'm lucky and did both.

FIRST:
Martha says to do this in the food processor. This is one of those few times where I'm going to tell you to ignore her. Thanks to Deb on the Smitten Kitchen blog (and her AMAZING BOOK GOBUYITNOW) and some of my own (tragic) experience, making pie crust in a food processor rarely works. By the time you've worked the cold butter into the dry ingredients so you end up with a pea-sized bits in your coarse mixture, and then add in the cold water to bring it together as a dough? You've gone too far! Now the butter is thoroughly mixed in and your dough won't be nearly as flaky as if you'd done it by hand.

So we're going to do it by hand. It's going to be OK. My pastry blender is probably the worst on the planet, but I can still make yummy pie dough. You can too.

Whisk together your flour, cornmeal, sugar, and salt. Add the butter and use a pastry blender to work it all in together. You should end up with a coarse mixture with pea-sized bits in it. At this point add in your 2 T of ice water. If the first 2 T of ice water wasn't enough, add in another 1 T. You want the dough to be crumbly, but to hold together so you can form a ball of dough. Knead this a time or two, flatted the dough to create a disk about the size of your palm, wrap it in plastic, and refrigerate it for at least 1 hour.

DURING:
Time to pit your plums! See my previous comment about how doing this leisurely is quite nice.

SECOND:
WAITING IS OVER! Preheat the oven to 400 degrees. Get the dough out of the fridge and flop it onto a floured work surface. More flour is better to keep this bad boy from sticking to your work surface and your rolling pin, but as always, only use as much as you need. Nothing is more depressing than baked goods with too much flour in them. Roll this puppy out to 14" or so. Martha suggests to press the edges of the dough with your knuckles so it doesn't crack during the rolling process. Because I don't read recipes thoroughly (or well, which BFF chides me about), I didn't do this. Instead, once the edges were all crazy cracked, I folded them back over and rolled my dough out again.

Transfer your dough to a baking sheet with parchment paper or foil to catch any yummy sizzling goo that may come out of your galette during the baking process. This makes cleaning up a breeze.

THIRD:
Prepare the filling: combine plums, sugar, flour, and lemon zest in a bowl, tossing the concoction well so everything gets coated and the sugar gets hydrated by the plum juice; pour this into the middle of your rolled out pie dough. Martha suggests leaving a 2 inch border all around, I left a 3-4 inch border (because I'm a rebel, obviously). Fold the border over the fruit in whichever way makes you smile - this generally means a pleated pattern. Whisk your egg yolk and water together - this forms your egg wash. Brush this over the dough (it gives the dough a nice glaze once it's baked).


FOURTH:
Pop the galette into the oven! Bake it for about 45 minutes, until the crust is browned and the filling is bubbling delightfully. Transfer your baking sheet to a cooling rack and let it cool for 20 minutes (please do wait for this, you don't want to burn your mouth on 400 degree sugary yumyum mixture).


FIFTH:
Proceed to shove it in your face. Share with friends if you can bring yourself to such a sacrifice. Or start eating it for breakfast and dessert and give half to a friend, since you were leaving down the next night for the weekend, like me! ...but it still hurt a lot to give half of it away, even if it was to BFF... or you can make another one, like I did last night. YUM.

Sunday, August 25, 2013

Kitchen helpers

Everyone has their kitchen helpers. My 24/7 helpers are my dog, Neko (nee-koh), and my evil cat, Merlin.

Merlin is 1 year old - his favorite hobby is sneak attacking Neko's face, then running away to get to a place where Neko can't (gently) retaliate.
I love both my animals, but if you were to ask me, "Cat or dog?" I'll say, "Dog!" instantly. Neko has been with me for 3 years now, and each year gets better and better. Neko helps in the kitchen by offering to eat strawberry ends, carrots ends, watermelon, and pretty much anything crunchy, be it fruit or veg.

Merlin does not assist directly in the kitchen, which I'm thankful for! His favorite thing to do near the kitchen is eat one of my house plants. It has leaves on only one side (thanks Merlin...). However, if Neko is getting too bored with all my cooking, Merlin offers to entertain her for me. This, is quite helpful.

Here is to many more years, my little goons!

Friday, August 23, 2013

An (overtly) lengthy background to my baking/cooking history

So. As an introduction: one of my most treasured memories (because it was so devastatingly funny to my friends) is when I tried to make chocolate chip cookies from scratch on my own one college day when I was attending University of California Santa Cruz as an Ecology & Evolution major. I don't know what I did – either doubled baking powder or baking soda… or forgot to put either in altogether, but I ended up with a pan of melted cookie goop (see how upset I was in the photo?). Don't worry, my roommates and I still did right by the ingredients and ate what we could. But after this moment I realized I couldn't bake without strict supervision.

5 years ago: Yes my hair was short. No it's not anymore. Yes it was awesome. Growing it out was not.
“What about cooking?” you may ask. Cooking was different – if I didn't put enough salt, I could add more later! If I hadn't cooked the chicken thoroughly, I could throw it back in the pan! Cooking was MADE for mistakes, in my opinion. It's how we find out new things that are delicious (or things to never ever ever try again). Whereas screwing up baked things... you usually can't fix whatever went wrong after the creature is already baked.

After graduating from UCSC in 2009, I had a “gap year” (please google 'gap year' and watch some hilarious videos of how the youths in England view the practice). I lived with my dad and applied to roughly a million jobs. I finally got a non-paid internship (welcome to the real world and the crash, people!), and moved to Massachusetts for the winter and ‘spring.’ Hell. No. I’m from CA, people! If I want winter, I go to the mountains!

Anyway, there was so much time being huddled inside the house the other interns and I decided to each cook for a night of the week. It was awesome! The lead cook picked what we were going to make, and the rest of us (a total of 4 interns) acted as sous (assistant) chefs and dishwashers. We got pretty good at this! This helped me on the road towards becoming a much better cook. Cooking had become… fun! And delicious!

I got accepted to a Masters program at Duke University after this, concentrating on coastal environmental management at the Nicholas School of the Environment. Guess what state Duke University is in. Go ahead!


North Carolina! I know, I didn't realize it either since I don't watch basketball. So off I went with the skill set to continue cooking some delicious things. I started getting more adventurous and began looking up different recipes than my old stand-bys. This was dangerous, as new recipes meant (generally) more complicated instructions than I was used to. Mistakes were made! But nothing lit on fire, and we were all (happily) pretty surprised by what was coming out of my kitchen. I started caring more about what ingredients I was using, trying to find local fresh ingredients over organic (or not) imported ingredients.

Every now and then I'd try my hand at baking, but it wasn't until I got a bread maker (this enormous clunky wonderful bread machine) that I carefully approached baking once again. I could just dump all the ingredients into the bread maker and it did it all for me! Mistakes were still made (e.g. I halved the recipe, forgot I halved the recipe, and added too much flour), but besides one onion powder loaf incident, no one got sick. And now I (mostly) make bread by hand. And I have my own sourdough culture!

After this I started making SWEET POTATO PIES. This sweet potato pie recipe in particular is a favorite. But I stayed away from making my own pie crust. It terrified me. But I thought I’d give cookies a try again! And quick breads! And it snowballed from there.

At this time my best friend (let’s just abbreviate her title to BFF, otherwise it will get annoying for you to read best friend a million times and for me to write it a million times... because it will be that many times) started sending me all these amazing delicious recipes from (you guessed it) Pinterest.

I had decided to hate Pinterest at this point. You will soon learn this is very 'Dani.' If everyone thinks this one thing is awesome and cool and I HAVE TO TRY IT… I won't. I will resist. For 2 years. And I did! I finally gave in a few months ago and my life has never been the same.

I've also begun gardening, because BFF started to. I moved next to an old friend from highschool and SHE has a garden too – and loves to cook/bake! There's lots of produce around, and I often look up recipes to figure out how to use it in the most delicious way possible. This is why BFF suggested I start a blog… but also to stop torturing/irritating all my friends on Facebook (sorry guys!).

Well. That was far too long of an introductory post, but there you go. Basically what I'm saying is that YOU TOO CAN COOK AND BAKE LIKE ME AND STILL HAVE A SEMI-NORMAL LIFE!

Now I’m going to start looking back at all the good photos I have of delicious things I've made and get some more photos and stories on the Cooking Lair (explanation of blog name to come).