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Lazy Susan

31 Mar

For those of you who know my mom, you know that she is not the least bit lazy.  Actually, I might go as far to say that she feels slightly insulted that she must share the name with the turning platter or spice cabinet.  Not exactly knowing the origin of how the common kitchen apparatus came to be, I almost want to deem it a new non-lethargic name: Non-Lazy Susan.  After all, that turny thing really does a lot of work when you think about it.  Why the rambling about a kitchen item?  I’ll explain.

Last week was my spring break.  No, I don’t have any crazy Mexican Riviera stories to share, nor did I wake up sunburnt in especially uncomfortable places.  But Rob and I do have some pretty amazing stories, and recipes, to share from last week’s Orange County adventures.

It all started with a lovely trip to the mall (one of many trips to the mall) where we learned that one of California’s most known names in the culinary world of Italian, California, and specifically Wine Country cuisine would be visiting for a book signing.  It was a small event, and Rob and I were lucky enough to be at the right place at the right time to RSVP. So Thursday night, Rob, my mom, and I sipped a bright up-and-coming red wine blend (Bridesmaid), and ate a lovely pasta salad appetizer and waited among other food and wine enthusiasts to meet Chef Michael Chiarello.

Needless to say, his stories about food and cooking inspiration, and the trials, tribulations, and joys of wedding celebrations were heartfelt and genuine and probably made everyone want to go home and whip up a remarkable dish to share.  I, too, was getting motivated and started thinking about what I could create with the bounty of spring veg popping up these days.  But it wasn’t until I publicly implied that my mother lazy in the middle of his presentation that made me want to go home and crawl under a rock.

While showing and explaining some of his retail products, mid-sentence Chef Chiarello paused for a moment and started asking for a “Susan.”  Thinking he was being funny and looking for someone to use in his story, I turn and point to my mom with a small “she’s right there!” outburst.

“A Lazy Susan?” Chef asked, turning in the direction of my pointing finger, aimed at my mom who had just happened to be sitting down near the side of the room.  An audible gasp and even more audible giggle engulfed the room as my face turned to a deep shade of strawberry – seriously, visions of a “Violet” casting for the next Willy Wonka remake ran through my head.  Quickly I tried to diffuse the situation.

“No!  No!!  That’s not – oh crap,” which, of course, evoked more unwanted crowd reaction.  My mom was smirking and shaking her head.  Rob had an I-want-to-laugh-at-you-but-know-that-will-most-likely-get-me-in-trouble-face.

“Is that Susan?” Chef asked.  “Well, she doesn’t look lazy,” he continued, “but she is sitting down.”  More less-tense crowd laughter ensued, leading to an expertly diffused situation on his part.  And as he continued with his initial thought of explaining the usefulness of the turning platter, I turned to go give my mother a hug and apologize.  She was smiling, which made me thankful to see that the experience had been a funny one, and a completely memorable faux pas (but just to be sure, when we got our cookbooks signed, I did introduce my mom as Non-Lazy Susan).

While that little moment was, well, memorable to say the least, the rest of the night and the rest of our vacation was wonderful.  We spent some amazing time with my mom, I got to go to Heather’s baby shower, and we shared some amazing meals.

I have commented enough that the fish from the Oregon Coast is outstanding – and it is – but, there are some down south that Oregon just can’t beat.  Case in point: Ahi Tuna.  It’s a more warm-water fish (tropical and subtropical), one that could not survive the cold, often arctic streams of water we have up here.  So, as best to do on vacations, we indulged: Brown Butter Seared Ahi Steaks with Strawberry and Arugula Salad.  Yum.  It was a very “California” dish as strawberry season recently started and a few miles from my parent’s house is one of the best organic strawberry farms in the area.  To this day, I’ve never found a strawberry to beat theirs (and I eat a LOT of strawberries during the months of March through June.  I’m surprised I don’t turn into a strawberry.  Oh goodness… channeling Willy Wonka again).

We also visited the UCI Farmer’s Market, brining home beautiful veg and sausages, which ended up in a Wild Mushroom and Thyme Frittata, and an oh-so-comforting meal starring my mom’s Sweet and Sour Cabbage that is just to die for.

Traveling home late Sunday night, I knew going back to work was only a few hours away, and our blissfulness of vacation was waning.  But, with our food and our experiences, we have the memories to keep and stories to share.  If you are in a location to get local sushi grade Ahi, please try out this recipe before strawberry season ends – the combination of the creamy rare fish with the tangy sweet strawberries and peppery greens may even make you feel indulged and relaxed by a mini vacation (just don’t go accidentally call your mother Lazy!).

Brown Butter Ahi Steaks with Strawberry and Arugula Salad (serves 4)

  • 2 lbs. sushi grade Ahi Tuna steaks
  • 2 tbsp unsalted butter
  • 4 c baby arugula leaves
  • 1 pint strawberries, hulled and thinly sliced
  • juice of 1 lemon
  • 1/8 c white balsamic vinegar
  • 1/4 c good extra virgin olive oil
  • 1-2 tbsp roughly chopped basil
  • parmesan regiano for shaving on top of dish
  • s&p

For the salad, mix the arugula, basil, and strawberries in a large bowl.  To make the dressing, mix the vinegar and lemon juice in a bowl, and add a bit of s&p.  Whisk in the extra virgin olive oil until emulsified (you will toss the salad with the dressing right before serving; the dressing should just be a touch of tang to the salad, not overly dressed at all).  Taste for seasoning.

To prep the Ahi, pat the steaks dry with a paper towel, and season with a drizzle of olive oil, salt, and a very generous bit of pepper.  Preheat a heavy bottomed pan to be smokin’ hot.  Melt the butter in the pan until brown bits start to form.  Then using tongs, add the Ahi to the pan and sear each side, about 2-3 minutes, depending on the thickness of the steak (the inside should stay very rare).

Serve the steak with a handful topping of the salad, and shave a few shreds of parmesan regiano on top.  Maybe drizzle a bit of fruity finishing oil on top, if you have it.

This pairs beautifully with a light California Pinot or Sauvignon Blanc.  Enjoy!!

When Arby’s Shuts Down

11 Jan

So, I’ve never seen a fast food restaurant closed during eating hours.  Since a seriously bad guilty pleasure of mine is McDonalds, I’m thankful that the 24-hour drive thru is available to quell my cravings.  I’m not incredibly versed on the exact hours of many fast food restaurants (and actually thankful for that), but I do know that Arby’s was closed yesterday evening.  Anyone craving a famous a famous Beef ‘N’ Cheddar or those crunchy curly fries dipped in a vanilla shake (I promise, it’s awesome), would just have to wait.  For what, you might ask?  Well, for Oregon to win, or lose, the BCS National Championship.

I’m constantly leaving new things about this emerald state, and the latest tidbit is that the area almost literally shuts down for an epic football game.  I mean, the Beavers and Ducks do football just about as well as Texas!

Last night was the big game between Oregon and Auburn, and I must admit, it was an exciting game to watch.  It was the first time that Oregon has made it to the National Championship, and our town was in full support and shouting its enthusiasm.  Even my first graders, all decked out in green and gold, were asking me if I was excited about watching the game (if only I could get them that excited about math!).

I went to the gym after work, and noticed the eerie solitude of my repetitive thump-thump-thump on the treadmill.  The only other person there was an old man, relieving a flashback to the 70s with his high socks and sweat band.  I’ve never been a fan of working out with a ton of people around, especially at a coed gym.  But being one of the only people there made me wonder how many people ruined their ever-motivated I’m-going-to-work-out-every-day New Years Resolution, just to watch “the” game.

However, the highlight of my night was coming home to a green and gold laden husband wearing the biggest, goofiest smile, and literally jumping up from the couch to tell me the game was about to start.

Game?  What game?  Who’s playing?

But seeing the expression on his face quickly turn to concern, Rob voiced his worry for Oregon’s chances of winning because of the – believe it or not – the cheerleaders.  The theory: the more scantily the cheerleading uniforms, the worse the team will do.  And while Oregon has always had quite tastefully dressed dancing supporters, the attire last night was, well, delicately covering.  Patting the big green “O” on his chest, I reassured him that they would probably be OK.

We cheered, we yelled, we cuddled on the couch, we ate, and it felt like a stay-at-home date.  However, the theory proved true, as Oregon lost last night, to the sadness of many.  I felt especially bad for those poor saps who got the double whammy of Oregon losing AND not getting their Arby’s fix.

But at least our food was good.  I had promised Rob I would make his favorite football food – pigs in a blanket – but had to throw in a lovely winter salad.  After all, we have to keep our resolutions of eating healthy.  The salad was chocked full of lovely greens (arugula and baby lettuces), red bell pepper, sliced apples, and hearty chunks of parmesan.  With a tangy, citrus dressing, it was the perfect compliment to the buttery crust delicately encasing the small mixed-meat product (dipped in mustard, of course).  I had a glass of lovely ’05 KJ Reserve cabernet, and Rob enjoyed a beer (made in Oregon), both also seeming to adequately fit the mood and the food.

Though the excitement of the day was tackled by a last-minute field goal by Auburn, I was thankful for the night.  It was the perfect relaxing, entertaining way to start off the week (and learn more about Oregon’s, and Rob’s, love of the game).

Apple and Bell Pepper Salad with Spicy Citrus Vinaigrette

  • A few handfuls of baby lettuces and arugula, rinsed and dried.
  • 1 apple (I love the Honey Crisp variety this time of year), cored and thinly sliced
  • 1 red bell pepper, cored and thinly sliced
  • 1/4 c parmesan regiano, chunked off the brick using the tip of the a pairing knife.

Spicy Citrus Vinaigrette

  • 1 garlic clove
  • juice and zest of 1 lime
  • juice and zest of 1/2 mandarin orange
  • 1/8 tsp hot paprika (make it heaping if you like the spice)
  • 1/2 tsp agave
  • 1 tsp Dijon mustard
  • 1 1/2 tbsp extra virgin olive oil
  • s&p

Take the garlic clove and rub it on the inside of the serving bowl.  In the bottom of the bowl, combine all of the ingredients except the extra virgin olive oil.  Using a whisk, mix the ingredients while pouring in the extra virgin olive oil, emulsifying the dressing.  Taste for seasoning.

Put the salad ingredients in the bowl, and toss.  Taste for seasoning, and serve.


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