If my coworkers ever see me limping into the office on crutches, they should probably not assume I was kickboxing. Let’s not be ridiculous…
If they knew me at all, they would probably bring up this Office classic:
Except that it would be more accurate to replace “Foreman grill” with “waffle iron.”
I’m clumsy, but that’s neither here nor there–what I’m saying is, I’ve been making a LOT of waffles lately. And if I did have a kitchen appliance in my bedroom a la Michael Scott… It would be a Belgian waffle iron.
Anyway. The appliances will stay where they are for now, but still–no slowing down with the waffles! Inspired by these pear-gorgonzola beauties, I forge ahead. This time, there are cured pork products too.
Posted in Breakfast, Fall, Main courses, Meat, weekend
Tagged apples, breakfast, brunch, cheddar, cheese, Fruit, michael scott, prosciutto, sweet and savory, the office, waffles
Sometimes I can tell I’m going to be controversial. Today is… Such a time. Hide yo kids, hide yo pets, hide yo everybody. Politics! (Kidding) Religion! (Kidding) Stinky cheese in waffles! (Not kidding)
You might like weird food. You might like sweet-and-savory things. You might even like pears and gorgonzola together, which is generally accepted as a good combination. …Aaannnd, you might still not be on board, but that’s okay. I can’t promise you’ll like this–can I ever? I can only tell you I loved it, and why. So here goes!
Posted in Breakfast, Fall, Vegetarian, weekend
Tagged blue cheese, brunch, cheese, fall, Fruit, gorgonzola, pears, sweet and salty, sweet and savory, weird
Class is NOT dismissed yet, you guys.
One more completely gluttonous thing before you move on… I thought I told you to bring elastic waistband pants. I swore I put it on the syllabus.
Anyway. Here is the reason I made the bacon jam in the first place:
I had a sandwich once, you see. I never forgot it, many moons later, and I loved it so. It was a chicken and waffles sandwich from Yosh’s, which all of you Renoites must–simply must–check out if you haven’t already. Thank baby Jesus that this was a special and not a regular menu item, because otherwise, I legit might be dead or on my third heart transplant or whatever.
Let’s just say it made an impression. Perfectly crispy, breaded chicken, between two delicious, pillowy waffles, plus a healthy dose of maple syrup and jalapeno/bacon jam. Or it might have been chipotle/bacon jam. I’m not sure, to be perfectly honest, but it was out of this world, all wrapped up to go in foil and consumed after a long workday on my couch. At least a year ago. From my belly, it crawled up into my brain and would not leave–until I made it myself. So here we are.
One occasion where it isn’t rude to stare. Go right ahead.
I consulted everything in this photo, and I have permission. It’s flattered, honestly.
Take a second to take in the syrupy, glistening, rich sheen. Check out the hunks of crisped smoky bacon. Ogle the soft, sweet, mellow onion and the spicy chunks of jalapeno.
Coffee is in there, for deep flavor and color. Also apple cider vinegar, for the balance that a sharp bite brings. They’re a bit camera-shy, but beloved just the same.
So, yeah. That’s what I’ve been doing with my life: making decadence happen.
I won’t talk about the weather because, my goodness. Zzzzz, right?
All I know is, I’m still eating perfect peaches. I’m still wearing shorts, a lot. I’m still picnicking, barbecueing, and summer hiking.
In my experience, picnics tend to be marathon eating sessions. They tend to be informal and leisurely: people come and go, and, well, no one should eat alone, right?
We’re gonna need sturdy food–something that still looks and tastes good a few hours later.
Pressed sandwiches are picnic-perfect. I make them the night before (so there’s plenty of time to mix up a pitcher of sangria in the morning!). Everything gets smooshed together between sturdy bread that soaks up just enough moisture and flavor. They’re relatively easy to slice into neat squares, perfectly showcasing a terrine-like interior. Cute, dare I say?
Probably not cute: eating for four hours straight. Cute can be so overrated.
Posted in Appetizer, Main courses, Picnic food, Spring, Summer
Tagged Bread, cheese, Fruit, jam, mustard, nectarines, picnic, preserves, sandwiches, sweet and savory
Remember when I said I had ideas for any leftover crepes you might have? WELL.
I am a woman of my word. I’m also a woman who likes: (1) caramelizing things, (2) warm, fragrant herbs, (3) sweet and savory combos, (4) big hunks of brie–the more rind, the better, and (5) occasional decadence.
I mean… Damn.
I can only show you a photo, but this is one of those times when a photo doesn’t feel like enough. Let’s pretend you can hear the crackling/bubbling of melted sugar and smell the burnt (in a good way!) sweetness, lush ripe fig, and toasty, woodsy thyme.
Posted in Breakfast, Dessert, Fall, fruit, Main courses, Summer, Vegetarian
Tagged cheese, crepes, figs, Fruit, herbs, sweet and savory, thyme