Blueberry Fizz Pie

We went grocery shopping this morning and saw these

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Piles and piles of ripe, juicy, tangy New Jersey Blueberries! That’s right. Jersey is the garden state, and besides tomatoes, we turn out some awesome blueberries.

Those glistening blue gems were screaming to be made into something, and what better way to kick off the first weekend of summer than with a blueberry pie?!

There are a lot of recipes out there for blueberry pie.

It got kind of overwhelming flipping through them actually.

So I took some from one and some from another and then I added my own little twist. Hence the fizz part of the pie.

One of the best pairings is blueberry and lemon.

I think the best blueberry pies include a squirt of lemon juice. It adds such a refreshing hit of brightness that gives the pie a great flavor. It keeps the berries from being one note.

But lemon juice and some sugar seemed a little… predictable.

So instead, this pie uses limonade. It’s a sparkling lemon soda. It’s French. My boyfriend introduced me to it. And I’ve been finding ways to add it to dishes.

For the pie, use your favorite crust recipe, or a store bought crust, or, you can use my grandma’s. It’s amazing. Here’s the recipe from when we made Strawberry Pie a while back.

For the filling you will need:

  • 2 pints of blueberries, washed
  • 2 tablespoons cornstarch
  • 1/3 cup limonade (any lemon soda will do. you can also use lemon seltzer but then you will need to add in sugar. since the soda has sugar, I didn’t add extra to the berries)
  • Turbinado sugar (for sprinkling on top, can be eliminated)

Preheat the oven to 400.

In a bowl, toss the berries with the cornstarch and the soda. The cornstarch will take all the juices that seep out when the berries bake and turn them and the soda into a sauce to hold the pie together.

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Pour the berry mixture into the pie crust.

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Sprinkle the top with some of the turbinado sugar.

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Pop in the oven and bake for about an hour. When you remove, the berries will be all bubbly and will have changes to a gorgeous midnight blue.

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Slice it up and top with whipped cream.

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When you bite into it, the blueberries will pop in your mouth and you’ll catch a little hint of the lemon soda. A slight refreshing fizz that lingers on your tongue.

Dad’s Favorite – The Cheesecake Thing

I need to preface this recipe with a warning.

This is not, I repeat, not an itty bitty city kitchen friendly dessert.

It is delicious and addictive and 200% worth the time and mess and effort.

But it’s not my usual easy peasy throw it together recipe.

This cheesecake requires 2 large mixing bowls, more ingredients than I usually throw in, a 9×13 baking pan and a two-step baking process.

You don’t need anything fancy that cheesecake generally requires like a spring form pan or bain-marie, so thumbs up there.

Here’s the thing though, every year I ask my dad what he wants me to make him for Father’s Day and every year he always says The Cheesecake Thing.

I’m sure there’s a name for it. I’m sure I could come up with something better than that, but even if I did, dad would still call it The Cheesecake Thing.

So that’s what it is.

The origins of the cheesecake thing?

My dad’s sister Mary Jane’s best friend Debbie.

Debbie made it for a family party, dad went crazy for it, got the recipe, and asked me to learn how to make it.

A bit of back story, too, on my dad’s sister. Mary Jane is one year older than my dad, the oldest of the six. It is because of her that I am here. Really.

My parents met because Mary Jane was my mom’s roommate in college.

Mom always jokes that she won my dad in a lottery, because, ya know, she drew Mary Jane as her roommate in the housing lottery.

So anyway, Aunt Mary Jane has been friends with Debbie since forever. She may as well be another aunt. And she’s crazy enough to be part of my family.

But back to the task at hand.

I would not, under normal circumstances, make this dessert. I’m not even sure if I would make it for my boyfriend if he asked. But for my dad, my dad who bought me two rocket pops and always let me get away with way more than mom ever did, for my dad I’ll do anything.

(PS sorry honey!)

Ready?

For the crust you will need:

  • 2/3 cup butter, softened
  • 3/4 cup packed light brown sugar
  • 2 cups flour
  • 1/2 cup chopped pecans

Preheat the oven to 350.

Cream together the butter and the brown sugar until the mix is light and fluffy. You can use a mixer, but I didn’t hit the gym today, so I’m getting in my workout with the wooden spoon.

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When the butter and sugar are combined, stir in the flour, one cup at a time, combining completely.

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Fold in the chopped pecans.

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Turn out the mixture into a greased 9×13 baking dish, pressing down to form the crust. Reserve a handful of the mixture for later.

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Bake the crust for about 15 minutes, until lightly browned.

Butter, brown sugar and pecans is a highly underrated smell.

I could totally forget about the filling part and just break up the crust into cookie bars and be very happy.

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But this isn’t about me. This is about dad.

While the crust bakes, time for the filling.

You will need:

  • 2 8oz packages of cream cheese, softened
  • 3/4 cup sugar
  • 2 eggs
  • 1 tbsp lemon juice
  • 2 tsp vanilla

Hope you arm isn’t tired because it’s time to get to beating again. Cream together the cream cheese and the sugar.

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Stir in the eggs, one at a time and then add the vanilla and the lemon.

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Now, you’re looking at the lemon and you’re thinking, I don’t really need lemon, do I? Well make sure you put it on your list because yes, you really do need it. This is the secret to a really good cheesecake. Without that squeeze of lemon juice, the cheesecake is just kind of one note. You need the brightness of the lemon so your palate can really appreciate the richness and creamyness of the cheesecake.

Stir until the mix is smooth.

When the crust is done, pull from the oven and pour the filling over the hot crust. The crust and the filling will start to melt together.

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Sprinkle the top with the reserved crust mixture and bake at 350 for 25 minutes.

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Here’s the part that turns this from cheesecake to The Cheesecake Thing.

While it’s baking, break up a Heath Bar or a Skor bar. You want a chocolate toffee candy mixture. They sell heath bar bits in the baking section usually – little pieces of toffee and milk chocolate – but it’s more fun to break up a candy bar yourself.

You could totally sub in chopped up Reese’s or maybe M & Ms. But again, this is for my dad. And my dad is a very particular man. He likes things a certain way. (I can’t talk about him though, because as my mother loves to remind me, I’m just like him.)

When you pull the cheesecake out of the oven, I mean as soon as you pull it out and it’s still a million degrees, sprinkle the candy bits over the hot filling.

This is key.

You want the heat of the filling to melt the candy bits. You don’t want the candy bits to just sit on top.

You want the topping melted into the filling melted into the crust.

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The second key to this, refrigerate it overnight. At least 8 hours.

This needs to be icy cold.

So if you want to make this for a special occasion, keep that in mind. Plan ahead.

It’s worth the effort to make daddy happy.

Bushberry Cake – Slightly Modified

Earlier today I was extolling the virtues of summer berries. And then, as if they read my mind, Chatelaine posted this amazing recipe.

Bushberry Cake

You may scratch your head when you read the name, but when you read the ingredients and how easy it is, you will just say oh my gosh I need that.

Now, admittedly, I changed up this recipe a bit. The original calls for cranberries and I used dried cherries. It also calls for a whiskey butter sauce. Now, I love me a good boozy sauce as much as the next gal, but remember that over-indulgent weekend we had? Yea, we’re still working it off. So I ditched the sauce and turned the Bushberry Cake from dessert to breakfast pastry.

I hope you don’t mind my creative license, Chatelaine.

If you want to make it the real way, here’s the recipe.

I pretty much followed the cake part of the recipe as listed.

  • 1.5 cups flour
  • 2 tsp baking powder
  • .5 tsp salt
  • 2 tbsp unsalted butter
  • .5 cup sugar
  • 2 tsp vanilla
  • 3/4 cup milk
  • raspberries
  • dried cherries (the recipe calls for cranberries, but the grocery store didn’t have them. dried cherries give the same tart notes, plus I already had them)

Preheat the oven to 400.

In a large bowl cream together the butter (room temperature) and the sugar and the vanilla.

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Measure out the flour and baking powder in a small bowl. (I just used my measuring cup to save bowls)

Pour the milk out into another small bowl.

Alternate adding the flour mix and the milk to the butter and sugar, stirring well with each addition, until all of the ingredients are combined.

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Gently stir in the raspberries and the cherries.

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Pour the mix into a 9×9 greased baking dish.

Bake for 25-30 minutes, until the cake is golden brown.

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My kitchen smelled like butter and sugar and fresh raspberries.

Who needs scented candles when you have warm, summery baked goods in the oven?

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The beauty of a glass dish is seeing the little punctuation marks of berries scattered in the batter.

One word – Funfetti

Here’s what I want you to do.

You’re in a city right?

Surrounded by lots of busy men in suits with serious faces rushing around from place to place while scrolling anxiously through their emails on their smart phones.

Find the most harried, most stressed, farthest from a smile one.

Now walk up to him and say one word.

Funfetti.

I dare that man not to crack a smile.

Funfetti.

The name itself is just happy. It’s fun. It’s rainbows and sunshine.

I mean, it’s rainbow sprinkles in a cake. And the Pilsbury Doughboy is on the box. And when you see him, you just have to think woo hoo!

Funfetti really is just vanilla cake with rainbow sprinkles inside. But for those of us of a certain generation, it’s so much more than that. It’s birthday parties and cupcakes you brought to school. It’s the smell of mom’s kitchen. It’s childhood. In a box.

You may already know my obsession with boxed cake mix.

I always buy it when it’s on sale because I like to be prepared in case I need to whip up a quick dessert, but also, because a homemade, from scratch cake, is not the same.

My boyfriend agrees.

I grew up baking Pilsbury or Betty Crocker cakes with my mom and grandma. They were easy, and more importantly, they were easy to make with a child.

Most of us have these cakes as our earliest kitchen memories because they were simple enough to assemble for mom to leave us to it. The mixing part at least.

Here, crack two eggs. Here pour in this water. Now add this oil. Ready? Here’s a spoon. Stir it up!

And you did. You stirred and stirred and stirred and stuck your finger in the batter and stirred and stirred and licked the spoon and stirred some more.

Mom or grandma would come along and help you pour the batter into the pan and put it in the oven.

But you did the hard part. You did the mixing. You made the cake. And once it cooled, you would get to do the finishing touches of adding the frosting.

Funfetti just looks like a cake a kid would make. An explosion of colors.

And because it’s bright and cheery, and because it always marked special occasions in our lives, it was the first thing that popped into my head when my boyfriend called me with good news.

He was getting a promotion at work!

That clearly called for Funfetti.

I didn’t feel like making a cake though.

So I was thrilled when I found a gem of a recipe for Funfetti cookies on the Pilsbury site. My last venture in cake batter cookies was a great success, so I jumped into this one too.

You will need

  • 1 box Funfetti cake mix. (Yes you can use vanilla and just add sprinkles, but no it’s not the same. You need this box.IMG_0657If you have to ask why, you will never understand. But you should call your mom and why she deprived you, why she never made you a Funfetti cake as a kid)
  • 2 eggs
  • 1/3 cup vegetable oil

Preheat the oven to 375.

Pour the cake mix, eggs and oil into a bowl.

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Grab the wooden spoon, and like when you were a kid, start mixing. The batter will form a dough ball.

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Spoon out the dough onto a greased cookie sheet. I went with my usually golf to ping pong ball size dough blobs.

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Bake for 11 minutes.

Okay. Mine took 11 minutes, but yours might not. 8-12 minutes let’s say.

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I got 28 cookies out of the dough. Most recipes I found online said you would get 30, but I think I made mine a little bigger. I maybe ate some of the dough before it got baked, but definitely not two cookie’s worth.

Bigger cookies. Yea that’s where the two cookies went.

Let cool.

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Don’t they just look like a celebration on a plate? I would send some to Tukka Rask if I could after the Bruins just swept the Penguins (yup, Bruins advance to Stanley Cup), but since I don’t have his address, we’ll just have to overcelebrate the promotion and eat the whole batch ourselves.

You can frost them with the Funfetti frosting if you want, but they’re perfect just like this.

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Mint and Lime Ice Pops – Because Dad Bought me 2 Rocket Pops

Some girls are daddy’s little princess.

Other girls heave a sigh of disgust when dad tries to talk to them.

Me and my dad. We’re buds. We’ve always been buds.

When I was a little kid, he wasn’t just dad, or daddy, but always my daddy.

When is my daddy coming home? I’d ask my mom.

Why the need for the possessive pronoun? I couldn’t tell you.

But he’s my daddy.

Both of my parents worked, and I spent days with babysitter, or my aunt when she was around, or my grandma occasionally.

But my dad would sometimes work nights so that he could off a whole day home with me.

Me and my daddy.

We’d play board games and run around the yard.

And dad would let me dress myself, much to the dismay of mom who came home once to me wearing a dress, inside out, and yes it had been inside out all day, and yes dad had taken me out like that.

The best part about days home with dad though was Verona Park.

Dad taught me how to hang upside down on the monkey bars and how to swing super high.

But most importantly, my daddy would buy me a rocket pop.

And then he’d tell me not to tell mom, and he’d buy me a second rocket pop.

And as soon as mom came home I’d say “Mom, guess what? My daddy got me 2 rocket pops!” And then dad would be in trouble.

But not really.

We were talking about rocket pops while I was home and then mom went out to the store and came home with this.

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Yup. Rocket pop molds!

Now, I wasn’t about to attempt to make the iconic red, white and blue striped, cherry, lemon and blue-raspberry flavored rocket-shaped pop. At least not on my first go at ice pops.

So instead, I came up with this. A cool and refreshing, mojito-like pop without the rum.

I always liked the lemon part of the pop the best. But when I went to the store, green, tart, tangy limes were on sale.

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I’m a fan of citrus, so I decided to roll with it and try mint-lime ice pops- the same citrus burst as the rocket pop and all the flavors of a summery mojito without the rum (I hate rum. Vodka tonic any day.)

For the pops you will need

  • the juice of 4 limes
  • 2 cups water
  • 1/2 cup sugar (I wanted more tart than sweet)
  • mint leaves

Add all of the ingredients to a pot. I crumbled the mint leaves in my hand a bit to release the oils.

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Turn the flame to medium and stir the ingredients, cooking until the sugar dissolves. Remove the mint leaves.

Pour the mixture into molds and pop in the freezer for a few hours or overnight.

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If you don’t have molds, you can use ice cube trays or, kick it old school and use paper cups like we did in kindergarten.

Unmold and enjoy!

Lightened Up Stove Top Rice Pudding

In keeping with last night’s theme of leftovers repurposed-

Oh, who am I kidding, I wasn’t going for a theme, I just had a craving.

But seriously, I don’t like to throw out food, so I was intentionally trying to use up the leftovers.

So theme night.

Sort of.

We had some brown rice in the fridge from our deconstructed tuna roll night.

What to do with cooked brown rice?

The first thing that came to my mind was, of course, rice pudding.

I’m starting to see where those extra six pounds the scale flashes back at me have come from…

With bathing suit season approaching, and with rice to put to use, I channeled Bobby Deen and worked on a lighter version of rice pudding.

My boyfriend’s meme (grandma in French – his mom’s side is Armenian, but they fled to France during the Armenian genocide, so they’re French Armenian. Meme’s cooking is a blend of French cuisine and middle eastern favorites – dolma (stuffed grape leaves), kefta (ground meat mixed with spices and bulgur – a sort of middle eastern meatball), Coquilles St. Jacques. All of it delicious, and all of it packed with butter. Meme takes a page out of Paula Deen’s book.

But then, so did my grandma. Crisco. Butter. Shortening.

They didn’t know all the things that we know about fats. They just knew it tasted good and that their mother’s had done it that way too.

So, I thought about the principles Bobby employs on Not My Mama’s Meals and eliminated the fat (most of it) by getting rid of the whole milk, the cream and the eggs. I also reduced the sugar.

This is my Lightened Up Stove Top Rice Pudding.

You will need:

  • 1 cup cooked rice (white or brown is fine, I had brown leftover from the weekend)
  • 1 cup 2% milk
  • 1 pat of butter (I used just a nub of butter to give the pudding the hint richness that would make you feel like you weren’t being deprived)
  • 3 tablespoons sugar
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla
  • A mess of cinnamon (yes, a mess. I don’t measure cinnamon. I love it, so I just pour it on)

Dump all the ingredients in a pot and cook over a medium flame.

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This is the only work involved in this recipe.

You have to stir constantly so the milk doesn’t burn and so the rice doesn’t stick.

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(I started out with a metal spoon, not thinking about how hot it would get. Use a wooden spoon!)

This is a good time to call your mom, or your meme. Or to catch up on the last episode of your favorite show, or to listen to some music.

You will be at the stove for about twenty minutes, stirring, until the mixture boils and thickens.

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This recipe makes enough for two, so double or triple as needed.

When the pudding has thickened, pour into serving cups. Enjoy warm, or pop in the fridge and eat cold. It’s a hot night here in the city, so cold it will be for us.

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On serving, I have these sundae glasses, but you can use coffee mugs, or you can make dainty servings and use demitasse cups.

This kitchen may be small, but our servings are not. So, demitasse cups are out for now. They would be great though if you’re having a dessert party. That way people can try small bites of lots of things.

Mmmm. Dessert party.

I may have to see when my friends are free.

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Summer on a plate strawberry pie

So it’s still not particularly warm out.

But when I stand in my kitchen, the sunlight streaming through the window, it at least looks like summer today.

And if you make this pie, your kitchen will smell like summer.

Look. Smell. We’re two senses of the way there!

Seriously, this pie will make your kitchen smell like strawberry fields.

I know we made cookies yesterday. And yes, we still have cookies left. But it’s a holiday weekend. So let there be gluttony!

Though, this pie is loaded with fruit, so it’s really good for you.

Before I get into the strawberry, summery goodness of this pie, I need to talk to you about the crust.

I know.

There are so many pre-made crust options at the store.

And I know, who has time to make pie crust?

1. It’s a holiday weekend, so you have the time.

2. This crust is faster than you think.

3. You will make this and you will understand. There is no store bought crust that compares.

This is my Grandma Helen’s pie crust.

I first learned to make this when I was trying to recreate her famous banana cream pie.

That’s right. Famous.

You never heard of Grandma Helen’s banana cream pie?

Go to Delaware. Ask anyone from my dad’s neighborhood. Ask anyone from our family. Ask any kid who grew up with any one of my Grandma Helen’s 6 kids.

That’s right. 6 kids.

My dad is the oldest boy and the second oldest kid of 6.

My grandmother had 6 children. And no dishwasher.

God bless her.

Her banana cream pie is probably her most-loved recipe. With her cinnamon rolls the probable second. I’ve never tackled those though. I read the recipe once and realized that it’d make like 4 dozen. Makes sense, considering her family of 8 often brought friends over. But I don’t think my itty bitty city kitchen can handle 48 cinnamon rolls. So until I have the whole family coming over for brunch, or until I figure out how to cut down the recipe, I will leave those to my aunt.

The reason the pie is so good (besides the butter, egg and vanilla filled homemade pudding) is very simple.

The crust.

A good pie crust is hard to come by. You may think you had a slice of pie with a good crust at a diner, but most of the time it’s a little too underdone, or a little too dry or a little to bland.

This is good pie crust.

I actually have the recipe for it hanging on the wall.

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For the crust you will need

  • 1 stick butter, cold and cubes
  • 1.5 cups flour
  • .5 tsp. salt
  • 4-6 tablespoons ice cold water

The key to the crust is cold butter and cold water.

Now, a note on the water.

The women in my family, on all sides of my family, are bossy and stubborn.

My grandmother is no exception. The recipe reads, and I quote “4-6 tablespoons cold water (always use 4)”

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I laugh every time I read it.

4-6 but always use 4. Also known as, grandma knows best, or do it my way or else.

(My grandmother passed away 3 years ago. And every time I make this recipe I pray she isn’t looking. I have to use 6 tablespoons. It must be drier in the city than it is in Delaware.)

Preheat oven to 400.

Combine the flour, butter and salt. You can use a pastry cutter or your hands. Or you can use yia-yia’s ancient cuisinart. I went with this option so I could have a grandma from each side in the kitchen with me. There’s no way this pie could be bad with two grandmas helping. (There’s also no way anything that starts with a stick of butter could be bad.)

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Pulse or combine until butter forms pea-sized clumps.

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Add the cold water (start with 4 tablespoons, stir then add more if necessary) and combine until the dough forms a ball.

Turn out the dough onto a well-floured counter. Divide the dough in half and roll each half into a ball.

This recipe will give you two 9 inch pie crusts, so enough for 2 open-faced pies or one pie with a top. The beauty of this crust is its versatility, Pies and tarts of course. But since there’s no sugar, it easily goes savory for quiche.

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You can wrap one ball in plastic and refrigerate for 2 days or freeze up to 3 months.

Roll out one of the dough balls.

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Be patient with the dough. Don’t fight it. Just take your time and don’t be too concerned with making a perfect circle. Homemade pies never look perfect. They look rustic, and homemade and delicious.

Now. You may be thinking, patient? I thought you don’t have patience?

I don’t.

But my boyfriend does.

So he rolled out the dough and put it into the pie pan.

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Bake for 10-12 minutes. Grandma says 10-12. She doesn’t give an exact time on this one.

While the crust bakes, it’s time to get started on the filling. I promise I will share the banana cream pie secret filling recipe to you, but not right now. Right now, it’s all about the strawberries.

For the filling you will need:

  • 1 pint + 1 handful of strawberries washed and hulled
  • 1/3 cup water
  • 1/2 cup sugar
  • 2 tablespoons cornstarch

Slice the strawberries. The pint will go into the pie sliced. The handful will be used to make a strawberry jam-like sauce. Most recipes call for strawberry jello or a packet of gelatin, but I wanted a more natural alternative.

Set aside the sliced strawberries until the crust is cooled.

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Take the remaining handful of strawberries and toss in a blender or food processor and blend.

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Pour this vibrant strawberry sauce into a small pot along with the water, sugar and cornstarch.

Cook over a medium heat, stirring constantly until the sauce bubbles and thickens.

This is where your kitchen will smell like a strawberry field.

Remove from the heat and let cool slightly.

Toss the strawberry slices into the cooled crust.

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Then pour the sauce over, shaking the pan to get the sauce into all the nooks and crannies.

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Pop the pie in the fridge. You’re going to want to refrigerate this pie for a good 4-5 hours before serving. Trust me. This is one of those pies you want to be icy cold.

You can stop here. But who would want to?

This pie is begging for whipped cream.

Pour some powdered sugar and some heavy cream in a bowl.

Tip: stick the bowl and the whisk or beaters in the freezer for a couple minutes.

I know I just said pour some sugar and some cream in a bowl. I didn’t give you measurements.

Whipped cream is a matter of personal taste. We like it more on the cream side with just a hint of sweetness. You may want it really sweet. You might just have to pour and whip and taste and repeat to get the ratio you want.

Whip the mixture into stiff peaks.

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Spread the whipped cream over the pie. Make sure the pie is cooled down before you add the whipped cream, otherwise it will all just melt together.

Add a few sliced strawberries on top so everyone knows what’s inside.

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Slice.

Eat.

Enjoy.

Summer on a plate.

Rainy Day Cookies

Memorial Day Weekend!

A three-day break from work.

The unofficial start of summer.

Time for barbecues and picnics and ripe peaches and watermelon and strawberry pie.

Except.

Here in New York, it’s 53 degrees and cloudy and windy.

So my plans for a hefty slice of cold strawberry pie after a burger and coleslaw had been thwarted. (I promise to tell you how to make the strawberry pie though once the temperatures rise).

All we can think about are movies on the couch and a big bowl of popcorn.

And cookies.

Gray and cold days scream for cookies.

Trouble was, I had planned on making pie. The strawberries were washed and sitting in the fridge, ready to be baked into a slice of summer. The butter was cubed for the pie crust.

So, we improvise.

Remember my pantry staples? Yup this is why you have them.

If you have cake mix, vegetable oil and eggs, you can make cookies.

Seriously.

All you need are

  • 1 box cake mix (I used dark chocolate)
  • 2 eggs
  • 1/2 cup vegetable oil

This gives you a basic cookie dough. Then you can mix in whatever you want.

For super decadent chocolate gooeyness, add chocolate chips to chocolate cake mix, or peanut butter chips for a play on Reese’s cups. Vanilla cake mix plays well with chocolate chips and macadamia nuts. Or coconut if you want a real taste of summer.

I think that one of the most perfect combinations, besides peanut butter and chocolate, is chocolate and hazelnuts. Nutella? One of the world’s most perfect foods.

To make the cookies, preheat oven to 350.

Combine the cake mix, eggs and vegetable oil. The mix will be really thick. It will almost resemble the Oreo crumble on dirt cups. If you never made dirt cups as a kid go talk to your mom right now about why she deprived you of such an iconic childhood treat.

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When the ingredients are combined, stir in the mix in of your choice. I used about a half cup of hazelnuts, I think. I don’t really measure. I just kind of throw them in and stir and add more if I need to. I just go for no cookie being left without nuts.

Spoon out the batter onto a greased cookie sheet. You can make the cookies any size you want. A little smaller than a ping pong ball gives you two dozen cookies.

Bake for 10-12 minutes.

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Your kitchen smells like chocolate. Melted, warm chocolate.

Brew a pot of coffee or some tea.

And settle into the couch for a 3 O’clock coffee break.

(My dad has coffee and a cookie at 3 everyday. He passed the habit to me. My body knows when it’s 3 O’clock)

These cookies are like a mix between a cookie and a brownie. Cakey and fudgey, but chewy and crunchy.

The gray skies don’t seem like such a damper on the weekend anymore.

The Essentials: Part 1, Mission Dessert – pantry staples and shortbread

Yesterday’s emergency made me realize something. I had been so excited to start telling you about the wonderful and delicious food you can make in your tiny kitchen, that I forgot to go over some basics.

We covered kitchen equipment, but I completely left out pantry staples.

If I didn’t have a well-stocked cabinet and fridge, I would have had to make a stop at the store (which I didn’t have time to do) or, worse, a stop at the bakery. Now, we have a fantastic bakery near our apartment. But 1. I couldn’t bare the thought of ordering takeout pizza AND giving  my guests store bought baked goods, no matter how homemade they may taste and 2. while our bakery is probably one of the cheapest in Manhattan and the occasional cupcake or banana pudding for two doesn’t break the bank, the cost adds up when you’re getting into the dozen zone.

I break my pantry into two categories, dessert staples and quick dinner staples. I’m going to start with dessert staples for now and then cover dinner in another post. But some of these things, like butter, eggs, vegetable oil and heavy cream really live in both worlds.

So, here are the things I keep on hand so I can always whip up some sort of a dessert.

  • Box cake mix
  • Flour
  • Sugar
  • Baking Soda
  • Baking Powder
  • vanilla
  • Powdered Sugar
  • Eggs
  • Butter
  • Heavy cream
  • Chocolate (I prefer bar over chips because bars melt more easily due to stabilizers in chips and you can easily chop up the bar to use as chunks in cookies. I like to get one item that can do double duty instead of two when I can.)
  • vegetable oil

I know eggs, heavy cream and butter have shorter shelf lives than the other items. But, if you’re like us, you always have eggs on hand. I make egg sandwiches to take for lunch, he makes eggs on Sunday mornings and eggs find their way into dinner at least once during the week. Butter lasts in the fridge for a while. Or can be frozen.

I go for unsalted butter always. It’s better for baking and if I am going to use it in my cooking, I’d prefer to have complete control over the salt content. Only child. Control issues.

Heavy cream may seem like the only odd ball thing to have. But I end up using it more than you’d think. Adding creaminess to soup, a splash to a smoothie for some richness, and who doesn’t love some homemade whipped cream on ice cream or cake or a brownie?

It may seem like a lot to buy flour and baking soda and baking powder, but it will just be the initial stock up purchase that will hit your wallet hard. Baking soda and powder last me a good six month or more. Flour can go for a few months before needing a restock.

Chocolate never lasts. Ever.

It may seem like a pain to buy all of this stuff, but I promise you, it’s worth it.

With the above ingredients, you can whip up cupcakes or a cake with homemade butter cream frosting, cupcakes or a cake with a homemade and oh-so-fancy-shmancy-but-secretly-super-easy chocolate ganache, shortbread cookies, shortbread cookies dunked in chocolate ganache, chocolate chip shortbread cookies,  sugar cookies, glazed sugar cookies, chocolate dipped sugar cookies, a cake or cupcakes with a glaze… oh, and of course, yesterday’s emergency whoopie pies!

Yup. All that. From those 11 ingredients.

There’s more too, but that’s what comes to mind because those are the things in my arsenal.

The easiest one really, and the one I’ve found to be the biggest crowd-pleaser, is shortbread.

It is so deceptively simple.

It tastes like you’ve spent hours slaving away.

It also tastes like you will need to spend hours slaving away in the gym.

Only the latter is true.

Ready?

  • 2 sticks of butter
  • 4 oz sugar
  • 10 oz flour
  • (1 oz corn starch- the recipe calls for it, but I’ve left it out and they taste fine. I have it on hand for thickening soups or for making puddings, but don’t panic if you don’t and if you know you will never use it again)

Preheat oven to 300

Cream together the sugar and the butter.

When smooth, stir in the flour.

Press into a round or square greased baking tin. I use my square pan I use for brownies.

Prick holes in the top with a fork.

Bake for one hour.

Cut into squares upon removal from oven, when shortbread is still soft.

Place the bars on a plate to cool.

Your kitchen will smell like butter. And warm sugar.

Your defenses will be down.

You will be worried about whether your aunt will notice the dust on the TV, or if your boyfriend’s grandma will judge you for ordering mezze from the middle eastern restaurant down the street instead of spending the day in the kitchen making hummus and babaganoush and lamb kebabs (you had to work!) or if you can crack open the bottle of wine and pour yourself a glass without anyone noticing how much liquid has gone missing….

But then you will look at your shortbread squares arranged daintily on the plate.

And you will realize that no one will notice if one of those has gone missing.

Butter and sugar will dissolve in your mouth.

And all will be right with the world.

Last minute visitors – Emergency Whoopie Pies

Remember that amazing, bright, springy, wonderful pesto I made this morning?

Remember how much I was looking forward to dumping it over a bowl of angel hair pasta and curling up with it on the couch after a weekend of running around celebrating graduation?

Well that went out the window.

My phone rang.

My cell phone never rings during the day.

My boyfriend is always too insanely busy at work to call me during the day, so when I saw his name pop up on my phone I knew something was either wrong or that something had come up.

I was praying for the latter.

But I’ll admit I was a bit flummoxed when he said that a bunch of his family wanted to come over tonight.

What?

We were just with your family all weekend.

We were with them all weekend, and because we were with them ll weekend, we weren’t at our place this weekend.

Meaning, our apartment was a mess.

My mind went immediately to the still unpacked bags and the piles of laundry and the dust bunnies that needed vacuuming.

Then, my mind flew to the fridge.

Besides the pesto, there was nothing in there.

I hadn’t food shopped yet.

What would I feed these people?

I calmed down when he said everyone was cool with just ordering pizza.

But still, I couldn’t not make anything.

I’m a firm believer in offering anyone who comes to your house something homemade.

Which is why I try to keep a few key things in the apartment at all times:

  • box of cake mix
  • eggs
  • butter
  • powdered sugar
  • vanilla

With these on hand, you can at least make a semi-homemade dessert to go with your takeout dinner.

So here are my Emergency Whoopie Pies

You will need:

  • 1 box cake mix (any flavor)
  • 3 eggs
  • 3/4 cup water
  • 1/2 cup vegetable oil

Preheat oven to 350. Grease a cookie sheet.

Combine all ingredients in a bowl, mixing until blended. Some lumps are okay.

Drop rounded teaspoons of batter onto the cookie sheet.

They will spread a bit, so leave space. I can get 4 rows of 3, so a dozen on a sheet.

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I usually don’t care about things being the same size, but in this case, size does matter. You’re going to sandwich two of these together, so you want circles that are roughly the same size.

Bake for 8-12 minutes, until a toothpick comes out clean.

One batch of mine was done in 8, one was done in 11. Depends on how thick you made your cakes.

Remove from the oven and let cool completely.

I only have one cookie sheet, so I remove the cooked cake cookies and then dollop the next batch of batter on for round two.

While the second batch bakes and the first batch cools, it’s time to make the filling.

Super simple buttercream recipe.

  • 1 stick butter
  • 1 cup powdered sugar
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla

You can double this or triple this or half this to suit your needs.

This amount fills a dozen whoopies pies.

Mix together butter, sugar and vanilla until smooth. You can add more sugar if you want it a bit sweeter, or, if the frosting is too thick for your taste, you can stir in a little bit of heavy cream.

This is one of those feel recipes. You make it and you get a feel for the consistency.

You also, I’m sorry to say, might just have to taste it.

I know.

Horrible fate it is of the baker.

Tasting frosting.

Feel free to add more sugar or more vanilla as you like.

You can also add food colorings, or if you want to be more adventurous, different flavorings like mint or coconut.

I’m pressed for time, so vanilla it is.

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When the cookie cakes are completely cooled – you really have to let them cool all the way-

Patience is not a virtue I possess.

My mom gave me the middle name Grace, after my grandmother, so that’s the virtue I have.

I really think you only get one. So I am, unfortunately a very impatient person. Which is probably why I prefer cooking to baking, but I digress.

Let them cool completely. Otherwise you will have a runny, melty, sticky mess on your hands.

Flip a cookie cake over and frost the side that was face down on the cookie sheet. Find another one of roughly equal size, and, placing the cookie sheet side down, sandwich the frosting.

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It should ooze out the sides a little bit.

Continue making sandwiches until you run out of frosting and cookie cakes.

If you did it right, there will be a small spoonful of frosting in the bowl begging to be eaten.

If you did it really right, you will savor the frosting for a moment, admire your plate of whoopie pies and then buzz the family up to the apartment.

Throw the cookie sheet and the bowls into the sink.

Cover your sink (and the mess) with your over the sink cutting board.

None the wiser.

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