Friday, September 13, 2013

Rosh Hashanah Salad

I first came into the idea of semi-homemade when my mother acquired a Cake Doctor cookbook. We always had a couple boxes of cake mix around the house for last minute baking needs and the Cake Doctor made those boxes of shockingly golden yellow “homestyle” cake that much better. Often, it was just an extra tbs of extract, some mini-chips, or the addition of sour cream making up short bits of “doctoring”, but they always went a long way. Now, in my own kitchen, I keep a box of cake mix around because I am simply not that organized when it comes to keeping a real baking pantry of flours, sugars, baking soda, power, extracts stocked. I am always good around the holidays, or if I commit to making something for a birthday, but if I get a strange urge to bake or make a flakey baking commitment, Duncan Heinz to the rescue.  

In addition to baking, the semi-homemade style has infiltrated other parts of my diet. Trader Joe’s is one of my favorite resources for finding products that eliminate huge chunks of cooking and meal preparation. I love the turkey meatballs for the occasional meatball hoagie, jarred sauces for a quick curry, mire-poix to get soup started, precooked lentils and beets for a salad, frozen chopped fruits and veggies for juices--- I could go on and on.  They also have some fresh, non-shelf stable items in the semi-homemade line up including cooked chunks of turkey and salmon, yogurt sauces, fresh pizza dough, and lots of chopped and washed vegetables in the produce section. In general, I’m not a big fan of their produce, but I always pick up a bag of their broccoli slaw.



I buy it with the intention of making some elaborate coleslaw as a side salad for the week, or stuffing it into wraps, but half the time I eat a couple portions as a side with a bit of vinaigrette and I find the bag slimy and rotted in the crisper a week later.  I was headed down this path recently, about 2/3 of a bag about to meet its doomsday in the following 48 hours, when I found myself responsible for preparing a salad for a Rosh Hashanah celebration.  

I had googled Rosh Hashanah menus and recipes earlier in the day and decided to keep it light and simple, anticipating plates of brisket and kugel that would follow the salad course.   I was feeling fall-ish, as well, and while not on the pumpkin train quite yet, I knew crisp chunks of apple would add sweetness in addition crisp and texture.   I was also sort of hung-over, craving Vietnamese food, thinking about the chopped peanuts that I love so much on top of the grape leaves. Chopped peanuts weren't quite it for this salad, but walnuts would certainly do!

Don't skip toasting them.

I think Pink Ladies are best. 
For the vinaigrette, I used Sesame Oil, orange marmalade, Dijon mustard, red wine vinegar, and lemon juice.  I added the lemon juice to help keep the apple from browning, although vinegar apparently will help prevent that as well.  I really did not keep track of how much of anything I added, so the recipe below is rough estimates, add more of less of everything to taste. I chopped and toasted the walnuts and then chopped the apple into roughly ½ in chunks. I threw the slaw, cooled walnuts, and apple into a bowl, tossed that, then added the dressing, and tossed some more.

toss away, tossers!


Sesame-Orange Vinagrette

½  cup sesame oil
1 tbs Dijon mustard
2 tbs orange marmalade
Juice one lemon
2 tbs red wine vinegar

Stir together the mustard, marmalade, lemon juice, and red wine vinegar.  Gradually add the sesame oil, whisking the oil and the other ingredient together from a slow stream.  Season to taste with salt and pepper.

Sorry, haven't unpacked my measuring spoons.

In large bowl, toss the broccoli slaw, chopped apple (I used 1 medium pink lady, my favorite), and cooled walnuts. Add the vinaigrette and toss. Refrigerate for a couple hours before serving.




This would probably taste good in a wrap, perhaps with some goat cheese, or with some turkey. You could also toss it with greens, something sturdy like spinach, for a hearty green salad. 

l'shana tova!

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Dry Rub

When I was first learning to cook, grilling seemed to me like the best way to cook meat.  Something about a hunk of meat over an open flame, spitting, crackling….

…..actually, my family has been blessed with more than one grill master, with my Uncle M probably taking the overall title. There is this taste, this  juicy, succulent bite, that takes me back to the woven placements and PortMeirion of my grandmother’s dining room table, the best place in my mind to enjoy a steak.  Not a white tablecloth in sight! I can’t remember the last time I even considered dining at a steakhouse. Why would I ever when my family dinners are the finest meat show going?

 Anyway—back to that bite.  It’s like a phantom. I have achieved it only a few times in my grilling adventures but it shows up without fail whenever Uncle M is on the grill. Like, there could be an assortment of ziploc bags stuff with leftover prime rib (because how else would you store leftovers? that’s how we do it in my family) in an unmarked fridge and I would know right away which one my Uncle was responsible for.  It’s incredible.

The seasoning is always simple---salt and pepper, or a really basic spice blend. Uncle M would probably tell you it has to do with timing, and I believe he mentioned something about how the meet feels if you roll your knuckles over it, but I have never really pursued the grillmaster (mistress?) role and I am happy just being a grilled meat eater for the most part. 

I don’t think I ever saw anyone in my family dump a bottle of Italian dressing on a hunk of meat and call it a day, but for whatever reason, the first couple times I grilled, that was as a far as I went. Perhaps some Montreal Steak Seasoning made its way onto the beef and I let it reach room temperature, but I really didn’t do much research. I did make delicious steak tacos once that came from a piece of flank steak that sat overnight in a bath of lime juice, cilantro, vegetable oil, and chili powder, but not much experimenting beyond that.

Dried and rubbed...uhhh

I was inspired to try a dry rub because the steak went with a salad of sorts called Bloody Mary Salad. The dry rub was so simple, too, no exotics spices, just light brown sugar, paprika, cayenne, salt, pepper.


I made this a few weekends ago when I was home for my parents because of course my mother just happened to have a flank steak in the freezer that was begging to be dry rubbed and consumed.

Gentle!
brown sugar babe, I get high off your love

Not long after, the NY times featured this article, so I’m pleased to be on trend.


ah, brown sugar! how come you taste so good?!

The salad was easy, too. In fact, I’m pretty sure there was no need to go out and purchase anything for this meal.   I think this rub is a great place to start and you probably have all the ingredients on your spice rack and in your pantry.  It was easy, and there was one more bottle of reduced fat Italian on the shelf to be purchased and make its way to sit room temperature on the table at a super lame pasta party.


Complete with Bloody Mary Salad



Rub on!