<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020</id><updated>2011-09-06T08:11:16.501-05:00</updated><category term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Sh8wlr38PgI/AAAAAAAAAOc/igkc7TRLom4/s1600-h/IMG_4464.JPG'/><category term='summer'/><category term='dessert'/><category term='cookies'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Hallway Toast</title><subtitle type='html'>Vegetarian Cooking, With or Without a Kitchen</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687550167623111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-8214746521836593785</id><published>2010-12-09T22:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T22:51:55.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I eat, therefore I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dear Kathryn,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe that Hanukkah is officially over.  It seems like just yesterday, everyone was gathering around my laptop and watching that &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qSJCSR4MuhU"&gt;viral vide&lt;/a&gt;o from the Maccabeats.  Anyways, now that the festival of fried foods is over, look out for some Christmas inspired baking coming your way.  Hopefully, I will be able to combine my three great loves - lemon, marzipan, and gingerbread - into one outrageous confection.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assimilatedly yours,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allison&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-8214746521836593785?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/8214746521836593785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=8214746521836593785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/8214746521836593785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/8214746521836593785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-eat-therefore-i-am.html' title='I eat, therefore I am'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687550167623111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-7620301083036884774</id><published>2010-06-18T17:37:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T17:49:07.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Devotay Iowa City</title><content type='html'>Allison, it was so great to see you a couple of weeks ago when we met up to see our friends &lt;a href="http://www.grinnell.edu/"&gt;graduate from college&lt;/a&gt;. However, I'm still trying to decide what the best part of the weekend was--seeing all the people I've been missing all year, basking in being in Iowa again, or our dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.devotay.net/"&gt;Devotay&lt;/a&gt;. It's kind of a toss-up, but I'm certain of one thing: for taking me there to eat, I owe you eternal allegiance.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Devotay is a tapas restaurant that focuses on local foods--its menu changes with the seasons, according to what produce is available--here's what we tried the day we went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBv2cTOxbwI/AAAAAAAAAg4/KASv-O1eRnE/s1600/IMG_0096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBv2cTOxbwI/AAAAAAAAAg4/KASv-O1eRnE/s400/IMG_0096.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484247937312714498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;a delicious white sangria with citrus and melon flavors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBv2PZRJiWI/AAAAAAAAAgw/U8en3Naqr7c/s1600/IMG_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBv2PZRJiWI/AAAAAAAAAgw/U8en3Naqr7c/s400/IMG_0099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484247715594996066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;artichoke salad with capers, mushrooms, bleu cheese &amp;amp; sprouts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBv2OVqotKI/AAAAAAAAAgo/VRU-JHRDII8/s1600/IMG_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBv2OVqotKI/AAAAAAAAAgo/VRU-JHRDII8/s400/IMG_0100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484247697448285346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;local cheese plate with smoked almonds, olives, and a drizzle of balsamic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBv2NujezjI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Eadn1UT6LWg/s1600/IMG_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBv2NujezjI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Eadn1UT6LWg/s400/IMG_0101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484247686949293618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;baked northern prairie chevre with marinara &amp;amp; grilled sourdough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBv2My5Y1oI/AAAAAAAAAgY/C41kDonmyn8/s1600/IMG_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBv2My5Y1oI/AAAAAAAAAgY/C41kDonmyn8/s400/IMG_0103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484247670935049858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;spicy &amp;amp; delicious patatas bravas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBv2MX00OCI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/-snpw0kVJv8/s1600/IMG_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBv2MX00OCI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/-snpw0kVJv8/s400/IMG_0105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484247663668115490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;stuffed acorn squash with sundried tomatoes, quinoa, chives &amp;amp; tahini spinach salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;Everything was so good! I kind of wish I lived in Iowa City so I could eat here constantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-7620301083036884774?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/7620301083036884774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=7620301083036884774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/7620301083036884774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/7620301083036884774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2010/06/devotay-iowa-cityartar.html' title='Devotay Iowa City'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBv2cTOxbwI/AAAAAAAAAg4/KASv-O1eRnE/s72-c/IMG_0096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-1376956478241608159</id><published>2010-06-15T20:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T20:48:33.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today in Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBgsXjp-G5I/AAAAAAAAAfw/fsj5LbDa-UE/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 321px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBgsXjp-G5I/AAAAAAAAAfw/fsj5LbDa-UE/s400/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483181329543469970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;strawberries &amp;amp; blueberries with greek yogurt, apple juice, green tea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(yes that is my Grizzly Bear cup! And my chipped All Things Considered mug)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBgsXA4w0VI/AAAAAAAAAfo/p5lUSuLwlnE/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 321px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBgsXA4w0VI/AAAAAAAAAfo/p5lUSuLwlnE/s400/DSC_0058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483181320210272594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Completely delicious veggie burrito at &lt;a href="http://elotetulsa.com/"&gt;Elote&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBgsWeQ5PjI/AAAAAAAAAfg/UEj9gRpEJBY/s1600/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 321px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBgsWeQ5PjI/AAAAAAAAAfg/UEj9gRpEJBY/s400/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483181310916247090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jessa's "lunch" was chips &amp;amp; guacamole, sopapillas, and a margarita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBgsV-jF_WI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Sn2Z-TJC0Y0/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 321px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBgsV-jF_WI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Sn2Z-TJC0Y0/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483181302402645346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my dessert - extremely good dark chocolate flan, with a chocolate-covered jalapeño&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I mostly ate the chocolate off the outside of the jalapeño without eating the jalapeño itself)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBgsVdJI8QI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/LQkRRXImYsg/s1600/DSC_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 321px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBgsVdJI8QI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/LQkRRXImYsg/s400/DSC_0136.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483181293435416834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dinner - spaghetti with mascarpone, lemon, spinach &amp;amp; walnuts (from &lt;a href="http://www.thekitchn.com/thekitchn/main-dish/recipe-spaghetti-with-mascarpone-meyer-lemon-spinach-and-hazelnuts-076811"&gt;this recipe&lt;/a&gt;, with some adjustments), bruschetta &amp;amp; watermelon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-1376956478241608159?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/1376956478241608159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=1376956478241608159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/1376956478241608159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/1376956478241608159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-in-food.html' title='Today in Food'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/TBgsXjp-G5I/AAAAAAAAAfw/fsj5LbDa-UE/s72-c/DSC_0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-4702880288721666128</id><published>2010-04-27T23:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T23:37:14.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farmer's Market Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I am SUPER EXCITED that it is spring and there are beautiful fresh things everywhere and I can go to the farmer's market on Saturday mornings and hang out with hippies and their surprisingly well-behaved dogs. And buy things like delicious butter lettuce and young garlic (which I totally thought was green onions until I read an article in Vegetarian Times. So THAT'S why my green onions were purple!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/S9e4zTz3WbI/AAAAAAAAAeE/ntixvx5sFrI/s1600/DSC_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/S9e4zTz3WbI/AAAAAAAAAeE/ntixvx5sFrI/s400/DSC_0301.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465039864468036018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week I accidentally let all my farmer's market produce sit unused in the refrigerator for a few days and was faced with the dilemma of needing to use ALL of it in one meal so my beautiful swiss chard and maitake mushrooms and dirt-covered carrots didn't go to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/S9e4y3CZLFI/AAAAAAAAAd8/JZrWSa_4SwA/s1600/DSC_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/S9e4y3CZLFI/AAAAAAAAAd8/JZrWSa_4SwA/s400/DSC_0303.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465039856744344658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The solution was a salad, a sauteed swiss chard with mushrooms and caramelized onions over cheesy polenta (Allison, you know my love for cheesy polenta!) and delicious drop biscuits with young garlic and sun-dried tomatoes. I just made a basic polenta recipe, then stirred in butter and parmesan and a splash of heavy cream at the end. The sautee is pretty self-explanatory--onions, swiss chard, mushrooms, flavored with salt and pepper and a little white wine and balsamic vinegar. Divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/S9e4xwqUV9I/AAAAAAAAAd0/O30csqOfwQg/s1600/DSC_0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/S9e4xwqUV9I/AAAAAAAAAd0/O30csqOfwQg/s400/DSC_0302.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465039837852882898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The standout was definitely the biscuits. They were SO GOOD. I ate like four of them in a sitting. I used &lt;a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/2010/04/blue-cheese-scallion-drop-biscuits/"&gt;this recipe from Smitten Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;, and didn't alter anything except that I used dried buttermilk instead of fresh and substituted young garlic (apparently) for the green onions and sun-dried tomatoes for the blue cheese. Go make these. Now. You will be happy you did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-4702880288721666128?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/4702880288721666128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=4702880288721666128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/4702880288721666128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/4702880288721666128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2010/04/farmers-market-dinner.html' title='Farmer&apos;s Market Dinner'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/S9e4zTz3WbI/AAAAAAAAAeE/ntixvx5sFrI/s72-c/DSC_0301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-487031481692933145</id><published>2010-04-19T20:54:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:53:57.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the unexpected perfection of simplicity</title><content type='html'>Hey Kathryn,&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, it's been awhile.  Since, I last posted, I moved to Chicago!  I now live in a lovely apartment with two fetching roommates, in an historic Swedish neighborhood called Andersonville.  I had a lovely internship at a museum, and am now employed at a wine and cheese shop.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess this transition hasn't been all ponies, sunshine, and champagne bubbles.  I've struggled a lot with learning how to cooking for myself.  On the one hand, it's great!  I have complete control over everything, and no longer have to contend with my family (whom, I love so dearly) raiding the fridge and using the ingredients that I had mentally reserved for certain dishes.  On the other hand, I have to buy my food.  Since, the farmer's markets have opened up again, I've been thinking a lot about the most cost-effective ways to prepare my fresh produce, so that I can extract the most pleasure out of them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Case in point: On my latest trip to the farmer's market, I found an herb vendor that sold lemon verbena.  I was tickled to find fresh sprigs, and I immediately fell in love with its scent.  I bought it and wanted to find the perfect dessert item that would trap its bright, herbaceous fragrance and translate it into tender lemony morsels.  I began my search and found some promising results - recipes for custards, cookies, cakes, scones, but I found some fault with all of them along the way.  As my search ensued, the leaves began to brown, and eventually, I gave up and adapted a recipe for lemon raspberry muffins.  I thought I was on the right track by substituting the lemon zest with triple the amount of the chopped lemon verbena leaves, and then blooming them in the melted butter.  However, the butter masked the flavors, and I was left with muffins with nodes of grass and instead of fragrant sun-kissed lemon fields.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All was not lost though - I saved 12 of the lemon verbena leaves, and stuck them in a tupperware container in the refrigerator with a cup of sugar.  After a couple days, the sugar had absorbed the oils and had the same intoxicating scent of the lemon verbena leaves.  I ended up using the sugar in a most simple fruit salad of pears and raspberries, finished with a dash of cream.  It was unexpectedly complex with the contrasting textures of the fruit and the lingering lemon taste, and totally satisfying.  In the end, all you need are fresh ingredients, prepared simply. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/S80kwBnsDSI/AAAAAAAAAJE/WhxAZEsWMi8/s1600/IMG_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/S80kwBnsDSI/AAAAAAAAAJE/WhxAZEsWMi8/s320/IMG_0065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462062330557500706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pears and Raspberries with Cream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4 Pears, finely chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 cup Raspberries (fresh or frozen)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3 tablespoons Lemon Verbena infused Sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The juice of half a lemon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1/4-1/2 cup cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Combine the pears, raspberries, sugar, and lemon juice in a bowl.  Let marinade either at room temperature (if using frozen raspberries) or in the fridge for at least thirty minutes before serving.  Spoon unto the center of small bowls or ramekins, leaving a small rim clean. Drizzle cream along the rim, and serve.  Serves 6.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Optional flavorings to salad:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1/4 tsp Almond Extract, 1 tbsp lemon zest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-487031481692933145?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/487031481692933145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=487031481692933145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/487031481692933145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/487031481692933145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2010/04/unexpected-perfection-of-simplicity.html' title='the unexpected perfection of simplicity'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687550167623111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/S80kwBnsDSI/AAAAAAAAAJE/WhxAZEsWMi8/s72-c/IMG_0065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-3905352713887077172</id><published>2010-04-17T21:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T21:23:35.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Picnic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, this isn't exactly a cooking-related post, but it is FOOD-related, and most importantly life-related and fun-related and awesome-related.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry, where was I? Oh yes--I went on a picnic! It was the first picnic of the season, and I had all sorts of plans to make a cold green bean and cherry tomato salad, and homemade lemonade, and cookies. Well, I accidentally slept in, so that didn't happen. However, I learned that sometimes delicious prepared salads from Whole Foods can be just as good as homemade when you're eating them on a blanket in the sun with a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/S8psAY_v6BI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ix39o6INEgs/s1600/DSC_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/S8psAY_v6BI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ix39o6INEgs/s400/DSC_0149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461296252105779218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our Picnic Menu:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Baguette with goat brie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Strawberries &amp;amp; Cocoa Haze (basically organic, fair-trade Nutella)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Tabbouleh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Salad with candied pecans, feta, and and kalamata olives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Izze sodas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/S8pr_10gzPI/AAAAAAAAAc0/4Hd8iC9txwA/s1600/DSC_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/S8pr_10gzPI/AAAAAAAAAc0/4Hd8iC9txwA/s400/DSC_0150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461296242663410930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yum! It was delicious! Macy thought so too. She tried tabbouleh for the first time and was pleasantly surprised. (n.b. Macy is the dog, not the person)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope I get to go on another picnic soon! Now I'm off to pore over my newly acquired copies of this month's Bon Appetit, Clean Eating &amp;amp; Vegetarian Times. While eating cookies &amp;amp; cream ice cream. Well, we can't be virtuous all the time, I suppose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-3905352713887077172?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/3905352713887077172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=3905352713887077172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/3905352713887077172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/3905352713887077172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2010/04/first-picnic.html' title='First Picnic'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/S8psAY_v6BI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ix39o6INEgs/s72-c/DSC_0149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-8985174053373903054</id><published>2010-04-13T20:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T20:31:23.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lentil Burgers &amp; Oven Fries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What better way to ease back into this whole blogging thing than with a meal that is similarly simple and straightforward? Today I was in the mood for a summery dinner because it has been GORGEOUS here, with highs in the 80's every day since the beginning of April. I spent the day with my windows open, listening to music and having solo dance parties and just generally pretending that I was a character in a Zoey Deschanel movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So anyway, what's more summery and low-key than burgers and fries? Of course I adapted that classic combination to be a little healthier and, of course, vegetarian. I adapted a Martha Stewart lentil burger recipe, and served crispy burgers on toasted whole wheat buns, topped with goat cheese, spinach, dijon mustard and sweet onion slices. Plus, I think I discovered the secret to perfect oven fries: just keep baking them. Before, I always got impatient and took the fries out before their outsides got sufficiently crispy--you just have to believe! And leave them in the oven for like an hour. I rounded out the meal with some realllly good strawberries. Good call on my part, I gotta say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/S8UWzts_xpI/AAAAAAAAAa8/h_YyoAjWRwE/s1600/DSC_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/S8UWzts_xpI/AAAAAAAAAa8/h_YyoAjWRwE/s400/DSC_0144.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459795200954058386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/S8UWzcRmxVI/AAAAAAAAAa0/aDPoxKjev6g/s1600/DSC_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/S8UWzcRmxVI/AAAAAAAAAa0/aDPoxKjev6g/s400/DSC_0147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459795196275770706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lentil Burgers &lt;/b&gt;(adapted from &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/mediterranean-veggie-burgers-with-mint-yogurt-sauce-and-carrot-salad"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; Martha Stewart Recipe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Makes 3-4 burgers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Wheat Hamburger Bun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Can Lentils (16 oz) (rinsed and drained)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Egg (pasture-raised eggs are the most humane and the tastiest)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Scallions, chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 c. Parsley, chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 tbsp. olive oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buns, toppings &amp;amp; condiments of your choice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Tear the hamburger bun into large pieces and throw it in the food processor. Process into coarse bread crumbs. Add lentils, egg, scallions, and parsley, plus a healthy dose of salt and pepper. Process everything into a coarse paste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Heat the olive oil in a cast-iron skillet over medium heat. For the lentil paste into 3-4 patties and carefully transfer to hot oil with a wooden turner. Cook 4 minutes or until well-browned and crisp, turn carefully. Cook another 4 minutes, then remove and drain on a plate lined with paper towel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Toast up those buns, top your burger how you like it, and enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oven Fries&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Serves 4&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 large Russet Potatoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2-3 tbsp. Olive Oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Pre-heat oven to 425. Peel the potatoes if you want to. Cut potatoes into slices length-wise, then turn and slice again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Arrange potatoes on a large rimmed baking sheet lined in parchment paper. Drizzle with oil, sprinkle liberally with salt, and toss to coat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Stick the fries in the oven for about an our. Check them every 20 minutes or so to flip the potatoes and make sure they're evenly browned. Don't give up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Remove from the oven, eat way too many dipped in organic ketchup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, &lt;b&gt;GLEE IS ON!!! &lt;/b&gt;I'm so psyched it's back! Gotta go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-8985174053373903054?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/8985174053373903054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=8985174053373903054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/8985174053373903054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/8985174053373903054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2010/04/lentil-burgers-oven-fries.html' title='Lentil Burgers &amp; Oven Fries'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/S8UWzts_xpI/AAAAAAAAAa8/h_YyoAjWRwE/s72-c/DSC_0144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-5984745136718926756</id><published>2009-09-01T16:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:24:52.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Pasta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Sp2P9whLf8I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Fk-qFfxwQZM/s1600-h/IMG_4729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Sp2P9whLf8I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Fk-qFfxwQZM/s400/IMG_4729.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376611821309099970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, Allison, I just turned 23 last Thursday, and to celebrate I fixed myself and some family members a lavish birthday dinner! There was peach pie, of course (you know I'm not much of a cake person).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Sp2P9bfER0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/pVCnkd6eWnE/s1600-h/IMG_4718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Sp2P9bfER0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/pVCnkd6eWnE/s400/IMG_4718.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376611815663093570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But the thing that really took the cake (haha) was this awesome roasted tomato pasta. I love olives and briny flavors, and this mixture of savory tomatoes, kalamata olives, and capers was absolutely delicious. I used this &lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Pasta-with-Kalamata-Olives-and-Roasted-Cherry-Tomato-Sauce-106310"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt;, from a long-ago issue of Bon Appetit, and it was just really, really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Sp2P8OLw46I/AAAAAAAAAVs/kT3WRXWMtKA/s1600-h/IMG_4727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Sp2P8OLw46I/AAAAAAAAAVs/kT3WRXWMtKA/s400/IMG_4727.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376611794912600994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't wait to hear about your birthday celebrations, fellow Virgo! Do you have major and elaborate cake plans--I hope so! I can't wait to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-5984745136718926756?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/5984745136718926756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=5984745136718926756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/5984745136718926756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/5984745136718926756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthday-pasta.html' title='Birthday Pasta'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Sp2P9whLf8I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Fk-qFfxwQZM/s72-c/IMG_4729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-9154720121464699996</id><published>2009-08-24T20:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:13:15.284-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good food in Arkansas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SpM4iQXGJ5I/AAAAAAAAAUc/FCerfcQoF9Q/s1600-h/IMG_4686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SpM4iQXGJ5I/AAAAAAAAAUc/FCerfcQoF9Q/s400/IMG_4686.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373700941541681042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend I explored north-west Arkansas with my friend Jessa, and discovered a surprising amount of good food. First up was a trip to &lt;a href="http://www.wareaglemill.com/"&gt;War Eagle Mill&lt;/a&gt;, a water-powered grist mill that grinds and sells organic grains. We got to see the mill in action:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SpM4hxT2a8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/y6AR-kBDpGE/s1600-h/IMG_4684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SpM4hxT2a8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/y6AR-kBDpGE/s400/IMG_4684.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373700933206567874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, I couldn't resist making a few purchases. I picked up some whole wheat flour, some spelt flour, some cornbread mix, some apple butter and apricot butter, and a copy of the Mill's cookbook. Okay, okay, but I'm helpless when surrounded by grain, especially grain packaged in vintage-y looking cloth bags! It made me feel like Laura Ingalls Wilder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SpM4hJcB3FI/AAAAAAAAAUM/5uW3ql5nsis/s1600-h/IMG_4689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SpM4hJcB3FI/AAAAAAAAAUM/5uW3ql5nsis/s400/IMG_4689.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373700922503453778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate lunch at the perplexingly named &lt;a href="http://www.wareaglemill.com/restaurant.html#tea_link"&gt;Bean Palace Restaurant&lt;/a&gt;, where I had a just-okay taco salad and some pretty darn good blackberry cobbler. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our way back to Oklahoma we stopped in Fayetteville and had lunch at the &lt;a href="http://www.greenhousegrille.com/home.html"&gt;Greenhouse Grill&lt;/a&gt;. Or, more accurately, we had brunch. Who knew Arkansas would have organic blue-corn pancakes with raspberries and walnuts in the batter, topped with a yogurt-honey swirl and fruit chutney? Arkansas, you are too good to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SpM4gQaMsEI/AAAAAAAAAUE/H1RjGNW_RCY/s1600-h/IMG_4695.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SpM4gQaMsEI/AAAAAAAAAUE/H1RjGNW_RCY/s400/IMG_4695.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373700907194953794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-9154720121464699996?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/9154720121464699996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=9154720121464699996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/9154720121464699996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/9154720121464699996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-food-in-arkansas.html' title='Good food in Arkansas'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SpM4iQXGJ5I/AAAAAAAAAUc/FCerfcQoF9Q/s72-c/IMG_4686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-7336106653626040192</id><published>2009-08-07T16:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T16:09:40.440-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><title type='text'>If you give a mouse a cookie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure who the mouse is in this scenario--probably me. I don't usually bake that much because I know if I have cookies, or cake, or pie at my disposal, I'm more likely to eat it all at once than savor it slowly like a logical person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway, I made some ginger cookies anyway! They came from the  &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Barefoot-Contessa-Home-Everyday-Recipes/dp/1400054346/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1249679045&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Barefoot Contessa at Home&lt;/a&gt; cookbook, and the recipe is available online &lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/The-Barefoot-Contessas-Ultimate-Ginger-Cookies-200928"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SnyWZgOiSwI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FkyfEX-aeeI/s1600-h/IMG_4601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SnyWZgOiSwI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FkyfEX-aeeI/s320/IMG_4601.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367330220810586882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The "secret ingredient" was chopped crystallized ginger. If you like ginger (a lot) like I do, you will love these cookies. If you don't, well, they might be a little overwhelming. Also, they're kind of tricky (Beat ingredients for exactly five minutes! Bake for exactly thirteen minutes!), but if you have faith and follow the recipe, they will come out all right in the end, I promise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SnyWZOg_wzI/AAAAAAAAASw/unmHOv4MIlA/s1600-h/IMG_4603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SnyWZOg_wzI/AAAAAAAAASw/unmHOv4MIlA/s320/IMG_4603.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367330216056177458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're crisp on the outside and moist and chewy on the inside! Much bigger and more luscious than the lowly ginger snap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SnyWYr8JMMI/AAAAAAAAASo/EPJvL-vMIR0/s1600-h/IMG_4604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SnyWYr8JMMI/AAAAAAAAASo/EPJvL-vMIR0/s320/IMG_4604.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367330206774800578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it gross to take close-up photos of food you've just bitten out of? Oh well! Anyway, these cookies were awesome and I suggest you make some forthwith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-7336106653626040192?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/7336106653626040192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=7336106653626040192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/7336106653626040192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/7336106653626040192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-you-give-mouse-cookie.html' title='If you give a mouse a cookie...'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SnyWZgOiSwI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FkyfEX-aeeI/s72-c/IMG_4601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-5443179827631250522</id><published>2009-08-03T23:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T23:05:50.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcakes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SnezJTdFoTI/AAAAAAAAARw/CQvC2j7I2gY/s1600-h/IMG_4579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SnezJTdFoTI/AAAAAAAAARw/CQvC2j7I2gY/s320/IMG_4579.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365954453457707314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SnezJHlX8gI/AAAAAAAAARo/ftotDTnr8wM/s1600-h/IMG_4578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SnezJHlX8gI/AAAAAAAAARo/ftotDTnr8wM/s320/IMG_4578.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365954450271236610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I ate some cupcakes! With my friend Ruth! They came from &lt;a href="http://kupcakz.com/"&gt;Kupcakz&lt;/a&gt; which, wacky spelling aside, really does make insanely good cupcakes. Ruth hand a mint-chocolate one which, as you can see, she was pretty excited about. I had a dark chocolate with peanut butter buttercream and man oh man it was good. They kind of hollow out the cupcakes so extra frosting goes down into the middle. Mmmmmmm. I wish I had more cupcakes RIGHT NOW.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-5443179827631250522?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/5443179827631250522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=5443179827631250522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/5443179827631250522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/5443179827631250522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2009/08/cupcakes.html' title='Cupcakes!'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SnezJTdFoTI/AAAAAAAAARw/CQvC2j7I2gY/s72-c/IMG_4579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-6593177801534127433</id><published>2009-07-25T20:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T21:18:23.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Chopped Salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So far this summer, I've had enough trouble just getting off the couch, let alone summoning the energy to cook a real meal. This chopped salad is a great solution--all you have to do is cut everything up and throw it together! Plus it's got a little bit of everything in it, so you don't need any side dishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Smu4qcLzgDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_TkwoyPoqQ4/s1600-h/IMG_4531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Smu4qcLzgDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_TkwoyPoqQ4/s320/IMG_4531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362582820574429234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I topped everything with the simple vinaigrette I've been making to go on everything. We don't even have any bottled salad dressing in our fridge any more, because this is so quick to whip up. There's no recipe per se, but the basic procedure is simple:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Honey Mustard Vinaigrette&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 shallot, chopped (or garlic if you prefer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tsp dijon mustard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tsp honey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tbsp red wine vinegar (or whatever you have on hand)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2-3 tbsp olive oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;salt &amp;amp; pepper to taste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Directions:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a small bow, mix together shallot, mustard, honey, vinegar, and salt &amp;amp; pepper. With a fork or a whisk, gradually mix in olive oil. That's it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Smu4qGsJwBI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/W73vUHrZLF0/s1600-h/IMG_4530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Smu4qGsJwBI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/W73vUHrZLF0/s320/IMG_4530.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362582814804525074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The chopped salad itself is also difficult to write a recipe for. Basically, just cut everything into similar-sized pieces and layer in a salad bowl. Then toss with dressing and serve! If you want to keep leftovers in the fridge, I suggest adding croutons and cheese to individual plates, since the salad will keep better separate from those ingredients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Smu4p8vZbfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/PWUToaYkpNQ/s1600-h/IMG_4529.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Smu4p8vZbfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/PWUToaYkpNQ/s1600-h/IMG_4529.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Smu4p8vZbfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/PWUToaYkpNQ/s320/IMG_4529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362582812133780978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summer Chopped Salad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Romaine lettuce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Red cabbage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Spinach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Cucumber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Carrots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Celery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Cherry tomatoes, halved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Toasted almond slivers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dried cranberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homemade Croutons (or store-bought, if you prefer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cubed gouda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crumbled Feta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Directions:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Start with the lettuce, cabbage, and spinach--cut each into bite-sized slivers and layer into serving bowl. Next chop cucumber, carrots, celery and cherry tomatoes into bite-sized pieces and add to serving bowl. Finally, top with remaining ingredients, drizzle dressing over, and toss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This salad is addictive, probably because of all the cheese! I'm not sure how good for you it actually is, given all the toppings, but I do know that it's fresh and tasty.  And if you make a ton you can eat it for like a week without having to cook again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-6593177801534127433?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/6593177801534127433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=6593177801534127433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/6593177801534127433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/6593177801534127433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-chopped-salad.html' title='Summer Chopped Salad'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Smu4qcLzgDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_TkwoyPoqQ4/s72-c/IMG_4531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-3657348738860121817</id><published>2009-07-22T19:36:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T19:53:49.572-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dessert'/><title type='text'>Nectarines in Cedar Falls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SmezLCLYz9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/VYqTF8TMZUw/s1600-h/IMG_4546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SmezLCLYz9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/VYqTF8TMZUw/s320/IMG_4546.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361450883552432082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Allison, while you've been off cooking for teenagers this summer at your camp job I've been... pretty much doing nothing. So much nothing, in fact, that I felt the need to get out of town and do nothing somewhere else. So I visited our friend Amanda in Cedar Falls! I won't get all mushy and say that visiting Iowa was like coming home again, but I will say that the cool temperatures and actual clouds were a welcome respite from what has so far been a searingly hot summer in Oklahoma.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I was in Cedar Falls, Amanda's family was way too generous in treating me to a ton of delicious food. There was Chinese, burritos, waffles, and more. The morning of the day I left, though, Amanda and I got a chance to do a cooking project of our own... well, as long as you use the term "cooking" loosely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SmezETMREDI/AAAAAAAAAPE/quluZMLckzc/s1600-h/IMG_4549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SmezETMREDI/AAAAAAAAAPE/quluZMLckzc/s320/IMG_4549.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361450767860437042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all started when we were leafing through the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Wiliams-Sonoma-Kids-Cookbook-Williams-Sonoma-Lifestyles/dp/0848726073/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1248309709&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Williams-Sonoma Kid's Cookbook&lt;/a&gt;, which was laying on Amanda's kitchen table. The peril of this book is that the recipes are all super-easy, and the photography is gorgeous, so it's easy to get drawn in. That's not necessarily a bad thing, though! Anyway, we saw a recipe for Apricot-Ginger parfaits which looked too good not to make. Plus, we were lucky enough to have a bona fide kid (Amanda's little brother) there to help us by licking the bowl that the cream was whipped in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Smey9XjbE3I/AAAAAAAAAO8/m-2YgEJf-8w/s1600-h/IMG_4553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Smey9XjbE3I/AAAAAAAAAO8/m-2YgEJf-8w/s320/IMG_4553.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361450648772219762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, these are a little different than the recipe. We used nectarines instead of apricots, because that was what we could find, and we didn't garnish the parfaits with fresh mint, much to Amanda's dismay. We did, though, eat them on the front porch on a vintage table runner. And after breakfast we hiked into the nature reserve behind Amanda's house and went swinging in a playground and relaxed on quilts and read books until the heat of the sun became overwhelming. So I'd say they were basically a success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nectarine-Ginger Parfaits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bag of store-bought gingersnaps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 or 5 nectarines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heavy cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This is basically self-explanatory. Slice the nectarines, and put the gingersnaps in a plastic bag and use a rolling pin to crush them. Sweeten and whip the cream (or if, like us, you forget to sweeten the cream, whip it and then add some powdered sugar). Layer everything in parfait glasses and enjoy! You're supposed to let them sit in the refrigerator for a couple of hours so the cookie crumbles become moist, but we were too impatient, and, after all, I think the crunch added a certain something to our gustatory experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SmeyX97ucuI/AAAAAAAAAOk/adNTTp4YgFo/s1600-h/IMG_4546.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-3657348738860121817?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/3657348738860121817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=3657348738860121817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/3657348738860121817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/3657348738860121817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2009/07/nectarines-in-cedar-falls.html' title='Nectarines in Cedar Falls'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SmezLCLYz9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/VYqTF8TMZUw/s72-c/IMG_4546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-8975238783329504954</id><published>2009-05-28T19:16:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:43:58.152-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Sh8wlr38PgI/AAAAAAAAAOc/igkc7TRLom4/s1600-h/IMG_4464.JPG'/><title type='text'>The Holy Grail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dear Allison,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my dear, it's finally happened: we've graduated and parted ways, supposedly to forge our separate paths in life. To find fame and fortune and fulfillment. Well, I've got the "fulfillment" part covered, anyway--as part of our Epic Trek Through the American South, my family had lunch in Savannah at none other than &lt;a href="http://theladyandsons.com/"&gt;The Lady and Sons&lt;/a&gt;, Paula Deen's restaurant! Now, you know how I love all things southern, but southern food can sometimes be problematic from a vegetarianism standpoint. I was impressed to see that at The Lady and Sons, there were three whole vegetarian entrees on the lunch menu! That may not sound like much, but when you're used to making do with a salad and sides, it's exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First things first: The Lady and Sons is in downtown Savannah, which is a quirky and awesome city full of antebellum architecture, indie boutiques, and hipsters who attend &lt;a href="http://www.scad.edu/"&gt;SCAD&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Sh8rWeTNHpI/AAAAAAAAANs/TtigiUJd9V0/s320/IMG_4457.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341035348175429266" /&gt;Now, in true Paula Deen fashion, our meal didn't begin with plain old bread. Rather, it started with a fried corn cake (there was maple syrup at the table to go with it), and a cheddar-garlic biscuit, both oozing with butter. Um, delicious is putting it lightly.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Sh8rXD3V7uI/AAAAAAAAAN0/h74czGRCK1Y/s320/IMG_4458.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341035358259113698" /&gt;Here's what the interior or the restaurant looks like: there are three stories of dining rooms, and we were seated on the top story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Sh8rXiexajI/AAAAAAAAAN8/2hCxbMsl-88/s320/IMG_4460.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341035366477556274" /&gt;We started off with fried green tomatoes, which were garnished with a roasted red pepper sauce and a vidalia onion relish. These were so. good. Crispy and surprisingly delicate, and I loved the onion relish. I really want to try and re-create them when I get home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Sh8rX1X8ksI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MgDdm5SQUtI/s320/IMG_4461.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341035371549201090" /&gt;For my main course, I went with the asparagus sandwich which, according to the menu, is "a favorite of the New York Times." The sandwich was filled with asparagus, red onion, jack cheese, and thousand island dressing, grilled between two slices of rye bread. It was served with cole slaw (which was garnished with green tomato pickles), and in the background is my lemonade with mint. This sandwich was homey and comforting and, most of all, different, which to me is the most important theme in a world of token portobello burgers. The cole slaw wasn't that special, although it was spicy and a step up from normal restaurant cole slaw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Sh8rYHI_fxI/AAAAAAAAAOM/0YtJLQtx4AE/s320/IMG_4462.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341035376318316306" /&gt;And then there was the macaroni and cheese: since I promised you would try it, I forced my father to bring some back from the buffet (which, as you can see, was mostly populated by vegetables-cooked-with-bacon). This macaroni and cheese was pretty awesome, and I'm about 95% certain the secret ingredient was mayonnaise. Actually I'm about 95% certain that Paula Deen's secret ingredient is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; mayonnaise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Sh8wlaIeQuI/AAAAAAAAAOU/bAqtfFmE5CY/s320/IMG_4463.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341041102312850146" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Sh8wlr38PgI/AAAAAAAAAOc/igkc7TRLom4/s1600-h/IMG_4464.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Sh8wlr38PgI/AAAAAAAAAOc/igkc7TRLom4/s1600-h/IMG_4464.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Sh8wlr38PgI/AAAAAAAAAOc/igkc7TRLom4/s320/IMG_4464.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341041107075350018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then there was dessert: a pecan pie so flaky, creamy and caramely that it was like looking into the face of god. Okay, maybe not quite, but it did come with a scoop of honest-to-god-not-from-a-can whipped cream on the top, which was pretty freakin' awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I hope your summer is going well so far, Allison! I can't wait to hear about your fancy cooking job and anything else that happens in your life. Keep me posted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kathryn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-8975238783329504954?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/8975238783329504954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=8975238783329504954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/8975238783329504954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/8975238783329504954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2009/05/holy-grail.html' title='The Holy Grail'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ygiortyqn8U/Sh8rWeTNHpI/AAAAAAAAANs/TtigiUJd9V0/s72-c/IMG_4457.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-6292947344662373573</id><published>2009-05-26T11:48:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T23:28:03.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret Password into the Rosenthal House</title><content type='html'>Hey Kathryn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's been over a week since we graduated.  Here's a portrait of my life, by the numbers, since we received our diplomas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 - times that I played "Don't Stop Believing."&lt;br /&gt;17 - episodes of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jon and Kate Plus 8&lt;/span&gt; that I have watched.&lt;br /&gt;2 - Listen Hear episodes that I have listened to.&lt;br /&gt;3 - cards that I found from you while cleaning my room.&lt;br /&gt;16 - Bagels that I made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right.  I've followed through on the promise promise in my previous post, and I made some crusty, chewy bagels.  Though I haven't had a New York bagel in awhile, I think these ones came pretty close to the real deal.  They certainly beat out Panera's/St. Louis Bread Company's, which let's face the truth, are Parker House Rolls masquerading as bagels.  I would bet my Great Aunt's collection of medical advertising cards from the 1800s that they do not even boil them before baking them, which is the way that all true bagels are made. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This a really great recipe for channeling stress/aggression/graduation angst.  This is the toughest dough that I've ever had to knead.  I blasted some Yeah Yeah Yeahs and started kneading, and suddenly, ten minutes had passed.  I really love that feeling of complete absorption into the cooking process, and it reminded me of a conversation that I had with Amanda about why we love to cook.  We discussed that we liked the immediacy of the process, and how you have to devote your full attention to the food at hand.  I think that's how I want to live, one fold, one push, one breath, at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SiNXM2iQFII/AAAAAAAAAIg/wtJ7ontR0XU/s1600-h/IMG_0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SiNXM2iQFII/AAAAAAAAAIg/wtJ7ontR0XU/s200/IMG_0425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342209461300761730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SiNYd3NG5ZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/NBwmAqMex60/s1600-h/IMG_0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SiNYd3NG5ZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/NBwmAqMex60/s200/IMG_0426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342210853049918866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bagels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adapted from Nigella Lawson's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How to Be a Domestic Goddess: Baking and the Art of Comfort Cooking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6 3/4 cup white bread flour, plus more as necessary for kneading&lt;br /&gt;1 tbsp salt&lt;br /&gt;1 package yeast&lt;br /&gt;2 tbsp sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 tbsp vegetable oil, plus more for greasing&lt;br /&gt;2 1/4 cups lukewarm water&lt;br /&gt;2 tbsp sugar (or malt extract, if you happen to have it on hand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a large bowl, add the flour, salt and yeast together.  Stir to combine and create a well in the center.  To another bowl add the sugar, oil and water.  Add the wet ingredients to the dry ones all at once and forcibly mix.  When the mixture starts to ball together into a dough, with your hands, start to knead it together to incorporate all of the flour into the dough.  Turn out the dough onto a dry surface and knead the dough together, adding more flour if the dough seems too wet (don't worry - the dough should be drier than other bread doughs).  Knead for at least ten minutes, or until the dough becomes smoother, suppler, and easier to work with.  Place in a lightly oiled bowl and flip the dough around on both sides so that it has a thin coat of oil.  Cover with a clean dish towel, and let it rise for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After it has risen, punch down the dough, and turn out onto your work surface.  Cut the dough in thirds, and then again into fifths, so in the end, you have 15 portions.  Roll each piece into a log, and then pinch the ends together to form a ring.  Make sure you get a tight seal so that they don't fall apart when you boil them.  Set aside on a baking sheet and cover with a clean dish towel.  At this time, set a large pot of water on the stove on high heat.  Add the sugar or malt extract and wait for it to come to a rapid boil.  Preheat the oven to 500 degrees or its highest setting.  Once the oven has come to temperature, and the water is boiling, and the bagels have rested for at least 15 minutes, oil two baking sheets and set them aside.  Drop the bagels into the water four at a time using a slotted spoon.  Once they have been in the water for 30 seconds, flip them, and wait another 30 seconds.  Retrieve them from the water and set them on the baking sheet, making sure they are well spaced.  When you have filled up a baking sheet, place it in the oven, and bake for about 10-15 minutes, or until the bagels are golden brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, before you set off to make these, make sure that your oven is clean.  Our oven had some burnt bits at the bottom, and so with oven temperature at 500 degrees, those scraps turned into smoke.  The bagels ended up being fine, and some even had some slight hints of smoke flavor, but my sister was not so fine with being awoken from her nap because of the fire alarm going off.  Just a normal day at the Rosenthal house, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are doing well at the beach - I miss you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care,&lt;br /&gt;Allison&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/ShwnAYL_cVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9Rackr0bYrY/s1600-h/IMG_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-6292947344662373573?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/6292947344662373573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=6292947344662373573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/6292947344662373573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/6292947344662373573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-kathryn-so-its-been-over-week-since.html' title='The Secret Password into the Rosenthal House'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687550167623111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SiNXM2iQFII/AAAAAAAAAIg/wtJ7ontR0XU/s72-c/IMG_0425.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-431939555923385999</id><published>2009-05-13T10:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:12:59.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My recipe box</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This update comes to you from Burling Library, where I am working on my last ever college paper.  Mama needs a break, so I wanted to show you guys some of the recipes that I am dying to make once I return to Iowa City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theppk.com/blog/2009/04/18/chesapeake-tempeh-cakes/"&gt;It's a bird, It's a crab, No It's Tempeh Cakes!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/2009/05/broccoli-slaw/"&gt;Broccoli Slaw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, maybe Nigella Lawson's Bagels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I came across a tin of sardines from Portugal this week (ah, the perks of the museum world...), and if anyone would have a use for it, I would be more than happy to give it away.  Let me know, by commenting on this entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to everyone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-431939555923385999?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/431939555923385999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=431939555923385999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/431939555923385999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/431939555923385999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-recipe-box.html' title='My recipe box'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687550167623111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-4604017311168158568</id><published>2009-05-06T11:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T16:11:14.307-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BACON MANIA?!?!?!?!?!?!?</title><content type='html'>Hey Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to channel all of my Hell Week (what we call the last week of classes at Grinnell)- Finals-graduation-frustration into one big rant about bacon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm biased since I've never even tried bacon before, but, whatever, I can judge if I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifewithcake.com/2009/05/french-toast-and-bacon-cupcakes/"&gt;BACON SHOULD NOT BE ON CUPCAKES.  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://karagitz.blogspot.com/2005/09/chocolate-covered-bacon_28.html"&gt;BACON SHOULD NOT BE DIPPED IN CHOCOLATE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/food/2009/04/publics_demand_for_bacon_vodka.html"&gt;AND BACON SHOULD CERTAINLY NOT BE A FLAVOR OF VODKA.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all should eat salads.  Not porcine carcass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-4604017311168158568?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/4604017311168158568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=4604017311168158568' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/4604017311168158568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/4604017311168158568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2009/05/bacon-mania.html' title='BACON MANIA?!?!?!?!?!?!?'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687550167623111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-8795743620544159400</id><published>2009-02-14T17:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T17:06:10.658-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You need a conversation piece on your bedside table</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since we wrote a fully collaborative post from Amanda's bed.  We are enjoying our Valentine's Day with a relaxing tea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, here's a video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EIYpsOrTraQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EIYpsOrTraQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-8795743620544159400?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/8795743620544159400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=8795743620544159400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/8795743620544159400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/8795743620544159400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-need-conversation-piece-on-your.html' title='You need a conversation piece on your bedside table'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-7226906560930640290</id><published>2008-11-10T22:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:12:10.702-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Community's Organically Grown</title><content type='html'>Whoa.  It’s been three months since we last posted - that's practically an eternity.  In that amount of time, Kathryn and I started senior year, turned 22 and 21 respectively, have been asked about our post-grad plans about 182938109284039248 different times, and most importantly, witnessed the election of Barak Obama – I’m definitely still feeling the post-election glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because patience should always be rewarded, I offer all of our devoted readers out there a truly fabulous recipe for Chocolate Beet Cake.  I made this over fall break, when I went on an Alt-Break service trip with other Grinnellians to &lt;a href="http://www.communityhomestead.org/index.htm"&gt;Community Homestead&lt;/a&gt;, which is an intentional community and organic farming operation for families and people with special needs.  It was a locavore's dream vacation.  In exchange for our work on the farm, we got to eat many a vegetable soup, made with freshly harvested produce, drank raw milk from their dairy barn, and ravenously consumed the homemade cookies and bread from their certified organic bakery.  Being a part of this community and seeing the physical labor of food production really made me appreciate the sacredness of food, something that is often missing from my mind when I go shopping at the super market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got to take part in their weekly potluck supper, and we brought over the aforementioned beet cake, and we got to use some of the beets that we had harvested earlier in the week.  Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SRcdd_op-DI/AAAAAAAAAGc/n2Cpp4YM060/s1600-h/n1341480097_30190124_9283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SRcdd_op-DI/AAAAAAAAAGc/n2Cpp4YM060/s200/n1341480097_30190124_9283.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266710690368452658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bringing a cake made out of beets gets you some serious farm-cred at a country potluck - we even upped the anty by coloring our frosting and a powdered sugar glaze with the leftover beet roasting liquid and carved an extra beet into a shape of a heart and stuck it in the center of the bundt.  As for the cake itself, the beets lend a really subtle earthy flavor to the chocolate and give it a supremely moist texture.  Not only a conversation piece and way to use up the last of your autumnal root vegetables, I swear you will enjoy the cake for its pure and simple flavors.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chocolate Beet Cake with Cream Cheese Frosting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adapted from Washington Post June 7, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* 3 medium beets&lt;br /&gt;* 1 cup vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;* 1 1/2 cups flour&lt;br /&gt;* 1/2 cup whole-wheat flour or pastry flour&lt;br /&gt;* 2 teaspoons baking soda&lt;br /&gt;* 1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;* 4 tablespoons butter&lt;br /&gt;* 3/4 cup cocoa powder&lt;br /&gt;* 3 large eggs&lt;br /&gt;* 1 3/4 cups sugar&lt;br /&gt;* 1 tablespoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;* confectioners' sugar (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 400 degrees.  Wash the beets and put them in a roasting pan and add 1/2 cup water.  Cover and put in the oven for 45 minutes to an hour, until approximately fork tender.  Reserve the juice from the beet pan and set aside.  Peel and coarsely chop the beets, and then puree them in a blender with the oil.  Set aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reduce the oven temperature to 375 degrees.  Lightly coat a bundt pan with butter and dust with either flour or cocoa powder.  In a medium bowl, stir the flours, baking sode, and salt.  Set Aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a microwave safe bowl, melt the butter and cocoa powder together in the microwave, making sure to stir the mixture at least every minute to make sure that the butter doesn't burn.  Once the mixture is smooth, set aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a hand-held, stand mixture, or good old fashioned egg beaters, combine the eggs and sugar in large bowl, and beat until the eggs are fluffy and change to a pale yellow color.  Slowly incorporate the beet puree, the chocolate mixture, and the vanilla.  Gently fold in the flour mixture until it is just mixed in.  Pour the batter in the pan, and bake for 45 minutes, or until a toothpick inserted near the center comes out clean.  Set aside, and let it cool.  Meanwhile, make the frosting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cream Cheese Frosting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adapted from March 2008 Bon Appetit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ingredients:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* 8 ounces cream cheese, room temperature&lt;br /&gt;* 2 cups powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;* 1/4 cup (1/2 stick) unsalted butter, room temperatur&lt;br /&gt;* 1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;* reserve beet roasting liquid (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine all ingredients except for the beet roasting liquid.  Add the reserve beet roasting liquid in tsp increments until the frosting becomes an appealing shade of salmon pink.  Frost the cake, and serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Cooking,&lt;br /&gt;Allison&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-7226906560930640290?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/7226906560930640290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=7226906560930640290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/7226906560930640290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/7226906560930640290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2008/11/where-communitys-organically-grown.html' title='Where Community&apos;s Organically Grown'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687550167623111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SRcdd_op-DI/AAAAAAAAAGc/n2Cpp4YM060/s72-c/n1341480097_30190124_9283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-8010480908643531450</id><published>2008-07-25T11:11:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T12:10:52.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pocketful of Peach Drop Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hey Kathryn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Many strange things happened.  I have had not one, but two whole days off from work this week, and the high yesterday in Iowa City was 65 and complete with cloudy skies and a chance of thunderstorms.  Though it was not quite idyllic weather for RAGBRAI (the week long bike across Iowa), the odds could not have been better for summer baking, which is usually so nonsensical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Also, I stumbled upon this great peach drop cookie recipe from the domestic guru herself, Martha Stewart, and unlike her public persona, they are not at all stuffy.  They are a cross between a scone and a snickerdoodle, having both a chewy consistency along with a mildly spiced topping.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SIoDK8guGVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/sqVWy-Vx8Ak/s1600-h/P1011570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SIoDK8guGVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/sqVWy-Vx8Ak/s320/P1011570.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226993804093823314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at how pretty they are with the flecks of purple peach skins!  I didn't think of this before, but they would be excellent with chopped crystallized ginger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SIoD98fKgpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/7l2rsJ40oqI/s1600-h/P1011578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SIoD98fKgpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/7l2rsJ40oqI/s320/P1011578.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226994680260625042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are also best eaten the first day, so invite some friends over, make some peach iced tea, and have a porch party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Peach Drop Cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adapted From Aug 2007 Issue of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Martha Stewart Living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 cups flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3/4 tsp salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 tsp baking soda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 stick of butter at room temperature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup granulated sugar plus 2 tbsp granulated sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 egg at room temperature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 tsp vanilla extract&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 large ripe peaches, diced into 1/4 inch pieces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup peach jam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 tsp ground cinnamon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Directions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Preheat oven to 375, and dot the corners of a baking sheet with butter and place on top a sheet parchment paper or wax paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a small bowl, mix together the flour, baking soda, and salt, and set aside.  In a large bowl, stir the stick of butter until fluffy, and then add a cup of sugar. Cream the mixture until the sugar is well incorporated into the butter and is no longer grainy.  Add the egg and vanilla and stir until well combined.  Add the flour mixture, and stir (don't worry if the dough is clumpy at this stage).  Add the peach jam and diced peaches and blend just until well combined.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In another small bowl, combine the remaining sugar and cinnamon and set aside.  Use a tablespoon sized spoon and scoop the cookie dough onto the baking sheets.  Sprinkle the tops with the cinnamon sugar mixture, and place in the oven.  Bake until the edges are just golden brown, about 11 to 13 minutes.  Let them cool in the pan for five minutes, and then transfer them to a cooling rack.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Makes about 3 dozen cookies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy!  Good luck with your article for Urban Tulsa.  See you in less than a month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allison&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-8010480908643531450?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/8010480908643531450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=8010480908643531450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/8010480908643531450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/8010480908643531450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2008/07/pocket-full-of-peach-drop-cookies.html' title='Pocketful of Peach Drop Cookies'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687550167623111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SIoDK8guGVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/sqVWy-Vx8Ak/s72-c/P1011570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-970943598495610812</id><published>2008-07-08T10:47:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T15:29:24.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You say sei-tan, i say sei-ton</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hey Kathryn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;How're&lt;/span&gt; you?  I can't believe that it's Friday already, one whole week after the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, when I actually made this new recipe.  I didn't do the conventional 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July BBQ this year - there was a Jazz Festival in Iowa City, and I got me some fried o&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;reos&lt;/span&gt; instead.  They didn't quite match my expectations - the chocolate wafers were a little too soggy from all of the batter and frying - but you only live once, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;However, I still had the urge to cook something equally revolutionary, and then it crossed my mind that we've had this blog for over seven months, and we have very few posts devoted to vegetarian proteins like tofu, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tempeh&lt;/span&gt;, and probably the most mysterious one, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;seitan&lt;/span&gt;.  I wish that I had discovered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;seitan&lt;/span&gt; when I first became a vegetarian, and was really craving meat.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Seitan&lt;/span&gt; is made from gluten, the protein in flour.  In color and in texture, it vaguely resembles liver, and since it is vegetarian, it is way less creepy to eat than the meat-version.  It is delicious on its own, eaten with some homemade broth, or put into curries, taco-fillings, etc.  If you haven't tried it before, I would recommend ordering it at a restaurant first so you can see if you like it (for all of those in Iowa City, go to Thai Flavors, and order it in the Green Curry). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Once you've discovered that you can't live without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;seitan&lt;/span&gt;, you can either continue ordering it at restaurants, buying it at the store, or you can make your own!  I kid you not, it's easier than making pie.  All you really have to do is make the dough, knead it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SHjR41Ck8cI/AAAAAAAAAFs/CzRvduTSPm8/s1600-h/P1011572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SHjR41Ck8cI/AAAAAAAAAFs/CzRvduTSPm8/s320/P1011572.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222154542176858562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;and plop it into some simmering stock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SHjRgRVM_SI/AAAAAAAAAFk/gxO_jtJA9xE/s1600-h/P1011574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SHjRgRVM_SI/AAAAAAAAAFk/gxO_jtJA9xE/s320/P1011574.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222154120274443554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;It makes quite the homey meal, served with the homemade stock and some noodles.  Also, do you remember gak, that rubbery playdough?  Because the seitan dough totally resembles it, so you can only imagine how much fun it is to work with it and knead it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SHeqV38vFrI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Eupyz8_T4pI/s1600-h/P1011576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SHeqV38vFrI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Eupyz8_T4pI/s320/P1011576.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221829585732048562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Simple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Seitan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adapted from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Veganomicon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;by Isa Chandra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Moskowitz&lt;/span&gt; and Terry Hope Romero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Braising Broth:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 tbsp vegetable oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 onions, roughly chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 garlic cloves, kept whole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tsp dried thyme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;salt and pepper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 quart of water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 - 1/3 cup soy sauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heat the oil in a stock pot on medium heat, and add the onions and garlic.  Cook the onions and garlic until they start to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;caramelize&lt;/span&gt; and brown along the edges.  Add thyme and salt and pepper and continue cooking until the onions are a golden brown all over.  Add the water and the soy sauce and stir to incorporate the browned bits from the bottom into the stock.  Watch the pot and once it comes to a boil, cover and simmer for at least 25 minutes.  In the meantime, make the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;seitan&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;itan&lt;/span&gt; Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup Vital Wheat Gluten Flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 tbsp nutritional yeast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup cold vegetable broth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 cup soy sauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tbsp olive oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 garlic cloves either finely minced or pressed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Combine the gluten with the nutritional yeast in a medium sized bowl, and combine the rest of the ingredients in a small size bowl.  Create a well in the gluten mixture bowl and pour in the wet mixture.  Stir until the mixture comes together in a dough-like ball, and knead with a spoon along the sides of the bowl for about 2 minutes.  Divide the dough into three parts, and knead and stretch each of them in your hands for about 3 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once the stock has come to slow simmer, drop the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;seitan&lt;/span&gt; balls in the liquid, cook them in the covered pot for about an hour.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To store the seitan, put in a reusable container along with the extra broth to make sure that the seitan stays moist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another tip, you should wash any of the cookware that you handled with the raw gluten flour or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;seitan&lt;/span&gt; by hand, not in the dishwasher.  Hand-washing ensures that the loose bits of flour will not turn into protein clumps on your cookware.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck with everything, and stay cool in scorching Oklahoma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allison&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-970943598495610812?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/970943598495610812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=970943598495610812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/970943598495610812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/970943598495610812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-say-sei-tan-i-say-sei-ton.html' title='You say sei-tan, i say sei-ton'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687550167623111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SHjR41Ck8cI/AAAAAAAAAFs/CzRvduTSPm8/s72-c/P1011572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-6315565529933545616</id><published>2008-06-19T10:30:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T09:54:50.337-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I survived the flood of 08'</title><content type='html'>Hey Kathryn,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems like you've been mighty busy over the past week.  I've definitely tried to decompress over the past couple of days - I've had some time off, and it finally appears that this flood is on the mend.  Yesterday, the water receded 10 inches, and more roads are starting to open up.  It is now safe to cross the river and venture over to the Iowa City downtown area (yay!  Farmer's Market, here I come!)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have any pictures of the flood, but I do have this fairly biblical/ironic/mundane photo of a rainbow framing my neighbor's home that I took last Saturday when the Iowa River rose to around 30 feet, which is 8 feet above the 93' levels.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SFqDKp64ygI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Qi8JSa6GKow/s1600-h/P1011494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SFqDKp64ygI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Qi8JSa6GKow/s320/P1011494.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213623737709545986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as cooking goes - I've been in quite the frugal mode, ie, trying to make as many things as possible without having to go to the store.  Some projects have been really successful, such as this pesto I made with arugula, parmesan cheese, almonds, garlic, lemon juice, salt, and a combination of olive and truffle oil (I know, this hardly qualifies as a frugal ingredient, but I've been trying to find as many applications for it as possible before it becomes rancid.)  I don't have any pictures of it, but it was rustic and sufficiently garlicky.  If I were a recipe developer for Gourmet Magazine, I would use it as a base for a grilled pizza topped with smoked mozzarella and peaches.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I found that improvisation can be a bit more complicated when trying to make pancakes.  Marci and I attempted to make pancakes with a recipe that called for 1/2 a cup of plain yogurt.  After discovering that the only non-gelatin containing yogurt we had in the fridge had expired a month ago, I thought we could use a combination of ricotta cheese and buttermilk.  Due to this decision and the addition of a few too many frozen blueberries, the batter was a Bridget-Jones-cooking-disaster shade of blue and a little too watery.  The batter would flood onto the griddle, which produced really haphazardly shaped pancakes such as these ones.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SFqPTfRKLFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/egCCrifBH7M/s1600-h/P1011509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SFqPTfRKLFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/egCCrifBH7M/s320/P1011509.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213637083608525906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bio-major Marci called it "imperfect mitosis."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As hard as they were to spoon on to the pan, they were even harder to flip.  We agreed to equally distribute the more perfect ones and the "screw-up" pancakes, but as you compare the two stacks, you can clearly see that Marci who was on flip-duty has a relaxed definition of sharing.  Just teasing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SFqQ95I8KxI/AAAAAAAAAFI/k8CFmUf41ec/s1600-h/P1011518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SFqQ95I8KxI/AAAAAAAAAFI/k8CFmUf41ec/s320/P1011518.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213638911619509010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, even though these pancakes were mushy, not fluffy, blue, not golden brown, amoeba shaped, not round, Marci and I still cleaned them off.   The real moral of the story is that there isn't anything in life that can't be fixed with a dollop of ricotta cheese and good old Canadian maple syrup.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Missing you, and I hope that you find more great recipes from the Splendid Table cookbook.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allison&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS - Marci and I had the greatest idea ever for a breakfast party in Grinnell.  It'll be an ode to the character Letitia Cropley on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vicar of Dibley&lt;/span&gt; and the game will be called Surprise Ingredient Pancakes.  What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-6315565529933545616?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/6315565529933545616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=6315565529933545616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/6315565529933545616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/6315565529933545616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-survived-flood-of-08.html' title='I survived the flood of 08&apos;'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687550167623111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SFqDKp64ygI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Qi8JSa6GKow/s72-c/P1011494.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-6955518305580032268</id><published>2008-06-17T19:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T19:20:18.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Post</title><content type='html'>I know I've been a posting fiend lately, but I just have to tell you about the dinner I just made.  Well, actually, it was boring except for the main dish.  I don't have any pretty pictures (because the tofu got eaten up too quickly), but here's what I did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I marinated the tofu (extra firm, drained of liquid, cut into 1/2-inch-thick slices) for 10 minutes in a mixture of teriyaki sauce, sesame oil, apricot preserves, honey, dijon mustard and chile powder (because, if we've learned anything in the past six months, it's that dijon mustard makes everything better).  Then I fried the tofu in more sesame oil (over medium-low heat, about 5 minutes to a side), poured the oil off, added the remaining marinade, and sauteed the tofu in the marinade/sauce for a couple more minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate this over plain old rice, but it would also be good paired with something fancier, like quinoa or couscous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-6955518305580032268?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/6955518305580032268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=6955518305580032268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/6955518305580032268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/6955518305580032268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-more-post.html' title='One More Post'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-6223211035592847665</id><published>2008-06-17T16:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T17:16:07.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-Salmonella Tomatoes</title><content type='html'>Hi Allison!  I had to post again, if only to tell you about a recent trip to the bookstore, where I saw this lovely journal in the blank paper section.  It's true, we can never escape the Pre-Raphaelites!  I'm sure the irony of this journal doesn't escape you... since the Lady of Shalott's destiny is to float down the river to Camelot... and die... yeah, whoever made this journal probably didn't think about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SFgvcQCedRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vv6SqO6EcWU/s1600-h/IMG_2850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SFgvcQCedRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vv6SqO6EcWU/s320/IMG_2850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212968731069543698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.  That wasn't the only thing I found at the bookstore.  I also found something marvelous and exciting, something I actually purchased.  None other than Lynne Rossetto Kasper and Sally Swift's new cookbook, &lt;a href="http://http://www.amazon.com/Splendid-Tables-How-Supper-Award-Winning/dp/0307346714"&gt;The Splendid Table's How to Eat Supper&lt;/a&gt;.  Can I just tell you how much I love this book?  It's not only full of tempting-looking recipes, but also little tidbits of food knowledge and new techniques... for example, there's a section on how to teach yourself to cook without measuring spoons.  Although this isn't a totally vegetarian cookbook, there is a big section of vegetarian entrees, plus lots of good-looking side dishes, salads, desserts and pasta dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SFgvcqHEYlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/iEfypcIZ-OI/s1600-h/splendidtable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SFgvcqHEYlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/iEfypcIZ-OI/s320/splendidtable.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212968738068128338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first meal I tried was pesto risotto and tomato salad.  The risotto was good, although it would have been better if I had been able to find fresh basil.  I ended up using freeze-dried basil which was kind of like space food... and tasted a little bit like it.  Luckily the onions and parmesan cheese compensated for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SFgvdsI_zDI/AAAAAAAAAJM/P1zs2gxdBLg/s1600-h/IMG_2899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SFgvdsI_zDI/AAAAAAAAAJM/P1zs2gxdBLg/s320/IMG_2899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212968755792956466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outstanding part of the meal was this tomato salad.  I made this before everyone in the country was convinced that tomatoes were carriers of disease--so I made it with plain old grocery store tomatoes, not even organic, definitely not ripe-on-the-vine.  And it was still SO GOOD.  I imagine that if you make this salad with actual good tomatoes it would be amazingly, unbelievably good. And I don't even like tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SFgvgBmE1WI/AAAAAAAAAJU/OO40G9jLvaI/s1600-h/IMG_2903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SFgvgBmE1WI/AAAAAAAAAJU/OO40G9jLvaI/s320/IMG_2903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212968795911804258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Tomato Sweet-Sour Salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(From &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Splendid Table's How To Eat Supper&lt;/span&gt; by Lynne Rossetto Kasper and Sally Swift)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dressing:&lt;br /&gt;1 cup cider vinegar&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup extra-virgin olive oil&lt;br /&gt;1 med red onion, thin sliced lengthwise into long strips&lt;br /&gt;salt and fresh-ground black pepper&lt;br /&gt;8 large garlic cloves, thinly sliced&lt;br /&gt;2 tight-packed tablespoons brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomatoes:&lt;br /&gt;4 or so big ripe tomatoes (non-salmonella-ridden preferable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish:&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup light-packed coarse-chopped fresh dill leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make That Salad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To make the dressing, first pour the vinegar into a small sauce-pan and boil it down to about 1/2 cup, about 5 minutes, set aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. In a 10-inch skillet set over medium heat, warm the olive oil. Stir in the onion, sprinkling it with a little salt and a generous amount of pepper. Saute for a minute, or until the onion is softened but not browned. Stir in the garlic and cook for another 30 seconds to one minute. You want to soften the garlic but not brown it. Pull the skillet off the heat and blend in the brown sugar to melt it. (You can set the dressing aside at this point for several hours, or refrigerate it it for up to a week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Put the tomatoes into a large serving bowl. When you are ready to serve, warm up the onion mixture if needed--it should be warm, not hot. Pull the pan off the heat, and stir in the boiled-down vinegar and any liquid from the tomatoes. Carefully (the dressing could be quite hot) taste for seasoning and sweet-tart balance. Pour it under the tomatoes, folding in the dill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Serve, warm or room temp. I ate this over romaine lettuce and it was delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: According to the recipe, this can be made with bacon fat instead of olive oil but, for obvious ideology-related reasons, I wouldn't recommend that.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-6223211035592847665?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/6223211035592847665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=6223211035592847665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/6223211035592847665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/6223211035592847665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2008/06/non-salmonella-tomatoes.html' title='Non-Salmonella Tomatoes'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SFgvcQCedRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vv6SqO6EcWU/s72-c/IMG_2850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-2127598830255369679</id><published>2008-06-13T17:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T14:55:47.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer in Oklahoma</title><content type='html'>Hi Allison! I hope you're holding it together in Iowa City--every time I listen to the news I hear more dire reports about the flooding all over Iowa, and I worry about my Under Water Iowan friends. Oklahoma is rainy and grey, but far from being flooded--and, since I live at the top of a hill, I don't think I have too much to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I thought it might be nice to cast our minds back to the beginning of the summer, when (here, at least) it was sunny and gorgeous everyday, and things were in bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SFL41QASq7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/y9C3cagmLXo/s1600-h/IMG_2846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211501312534031282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SFL41QASq7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/y9C3cagmLXo/s320/IMG_2846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things about coming home for the summer is making the drive from still-chilly-in-May Iowa to the hotbox that is Tulsa, Oklahoma. My mother's garden was flourishing, the air buzzed with insects and humidity, and I was happy, happy, happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SFL43FcNawI/AAAAAAAAAII/nZ9vQxxAPJA/s1600-h/IMG_2848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211501344058075906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SFL43FcNawI/AAAAAAAAAII/nZ9vQxxAPJA/s320/IMG_2848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have raised-bed vegetable gardens in our backyard--this tomato teepee hasn't yielded any edible fruit yet, but there are a few little green tomatoes struggling to grow--I say struggling, because we haven't exactly been attentive farmers around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SFL43hiIkTI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/nhHXb2QJ3bM/s1600-h/IMG_2843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211501351599116594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SFL43hiIkTI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/nhHXb2QJ3bM/s320/IMG_2843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My strawberry patch is doing well, though! Okay, not SO well... mainly because I'm too lazy to go harvest the fruit, so it all gets eaten by the rabbits, possums, armadillos and raccoons that inhabit our backyard and live under our deck. Those three strawberries were rescued before the wildlife could get to them, and man, were they delicious. It made me think of eating Amanda's strawberries and taking video of our strawberry-tasting experience. Like all home-grown strawberries, these seemed to be a million times sweeter, tarter, and sourer than strawberries you buy at the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now to the food part of this entry! I don't exactly have a recipe for you today, more like a suggestion. And that suggestion is: make ye some salads! For me, the quintessential summer food is a cold prepared salad, pulled out of the refrigerator whenever dinner happens. Salads are great for the summer because once they're in the fridge, they require no forethought whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SFL44BQMaDI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5iFjQBu71u4/s1600-h/IMG_2851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211501360113805362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SFL44BQMaDI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5iFjQBu71u4/s320/IMG_2851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my dad's birthday dinner... a veggie dog, some cold cantaloupe, potato salad, macaroni salad, and pea salad. In all fairness, I should admit that I cooked exactly none of this... it was all my aunt's doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SFL44hd2n6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/FHKrGg-WoYg/s1600-h/IMG_2852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211501368761032610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SFL44hd2n6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/FHKrGg-WoYg/s320/IMG_2852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my favorite was this pea-and-egg salad. It doesn't require a recipe... just mix together some defrosted peas, chopped hard-boiled eggs, cheddar cheese, red onion, bell pepper, chopped cucumber, salt, pepper and mayonnaise. Another great thing about salads: the proportions are all to taste, so you can customize them to your heart's content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A more real entry is coming soon, but for now I've gotta go help with dinner! This eating thing, it never ends, let me tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-2127598830255369679?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/2127598830255369679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=2127598830255369679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/2127598830255369679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/2127598830255369679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-in-oklahoma.html' title='Summer in Oklahoma'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SFL41QASq7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/y9C3cagmLXo/s72-c/IMG_2846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-4743001618533751013</id><published>2008-06-01T10:01:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T11:33:06.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>21st Century Sack Lunches</title><content type='html'>Hey Kathryn,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry that it has taken me so long to post.  Like any true-blooded Grinnellian, I would like to take this opportunity to say that I have indeed been thoroughly busy, what with attending weddings, starting a new job at the Iowa Children's Museum, and hanging out with the 34254341234 people who decided to camp out in Iowa City this summer.  It's been fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's also bizarre how much living at home makes me feel like I am in high school again.  I think it's the fact that my mom does my laundry now, and I am now spending all of my time at the Coral Ridge Mall, which is both where the Children's Museum is located and where I used shop to try to find clothes to fit in with the cool kids.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have also resumed one of my high school rituals, packing a lunch.  In high school, it was a necessity because the food at the cafeteria was pretty gross and not good for being a vegetarian.  Now, at the mall, I have slightly more options for food at the food court, but I often only have fifteen minutes to eat a meal during my break.  Plus, I get to take along this sweet lunch box.  Oh yeah, it's from one of my mom's Pathology Conferences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SEK96ChG8uI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BbFUlxefcIw/s1600-h/P1011487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SEK96ChG8uI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BbFUlxefcIw/s320/P1011487.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206932923999515362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I get really bored easily with sandwiches, so I like to take leftovers in tupperware containers.  There are certain dishes that are good to take along, like this tofu and shiitake mushroom stir fry.  It is filling and has a pleasant aroma.  I once made the mistake of packing a raddish salad, which made the entire music hallway smell like an Iowan corn field after a seeding of manure.  I'm not sure if my friends I was eating with at the time have forgiven me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SELJaMdxGNI/AAAAAAAAAEw/gE9pmT_NtHk/s1600-h/P1011491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SELJaMdxGNI/AAAAAAAAAEw/gE9pmT_NtHk/s320/P1011491.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206945571053574354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tofu and Shiitake Mushroom Stir Fry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adopted from Mark Bittman's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How To Cook Everything Vegetarian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 lb firm tofu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 tbsp vegetable oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 onion, chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 bell pepper chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 lb shiitake mushrooms, chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tbsp crushed garlic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 chopped, peeled fresh ginger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup sake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 tbsp. plus more to taste of soy sauce &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 cup chopped scallions or spring garlic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Directions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drain tofu by wrapping it in paper towels and by placing a plate on top of it for a couple of minutes.  Then, cut the tofu into 1/2 inch cubes and set aside.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To a hot wok or a large sauté pan, add 1 tbsp of the oil and the onions.  When the onions begin to get soft, add the bell pepper and cook for about five minutes.  Remove with a slotted spoon and set aside.  Add another tbsp of oil and add the mushrooms.  Sauté until they are cooked through.  Remove them as well and set aside.  Add the rest of the oil, the garlic and ginger to the pan and cook for thirty seconds.  Add in the tofu and wait for it brown.  Add the wine and 2 tbsp of soy sauce to the pan and wait for it to reduce to about half it's volume.  Add in the pepper, mushroom, onion mixture and cook for another minute.  Add the scallions and soy sauce to taste and serve immediately.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy cooking and I can't wait to hear about your summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allison&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-4743001618533751013?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/4743001618533751013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=4743001618533751013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/4743001618533751013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/4743001618533751013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2008/06/21st-century-sack-lunches.html' title='21st Century Sack Lunches'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687550167623111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/SEK96ChG8uI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BbFUlxefcIw/s72-c/P1011487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-6346377279997643026</id><published>2008-05-17T16:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T17:19:29.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Summery Pie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love it when summer comes to Grinnell--because it brings the last few weeks of classes, which are inevitably filled with concerts, final presentations, and general jubilation.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend &lt;a href="http://geraniumsandpotatoes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ali&lt;/a&gt; curated a final show as part of her internship at the gallery on campus, and afterwards she hosted a super-fun potluck at John's apartment.  There were cold salads, popsicles, fondue, an entire pack of Andes mints... basically, all that is good in the world.  I brought this great pie, which I made without any sort of measuring implements (because I didn't have any!).  The trials of cooking in a dorm kitchen are manifest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SC9U8JvRKiI/AAAAAAAAAHk/EBAZwCDrAuA/s1600-h/IMG_2815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SC9U8JvRKiI/AAAAAAAAAHk/EBAZwCDrAuA/s320/IMG_2815.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201469487019272738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peach Pie with Coconut-Almond Topping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adapted from &lt;a href="http://www.recipelink.com/ch/2004/october/pie1.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; recipe by Ken Haedrich&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Ingredients: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Frozen Pie Crusts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FILLING:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Two 1-lb. bags frozen sliced peaches, partially thawed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The juice of one lemon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About a third cup of sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 2 tbsp. cornstarch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 tsp vanilla extract&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 tsp ground nutmeg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOPPING:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About a cup of flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 2/3 c. sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a little salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 c. sliced almonds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 c. sweetened flaked coconut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 tbsp. cold unsalted butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT TO DO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Preheat oven to 400 degrees farenheit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Combine the peaches and lemon juice in a big bowl, with 1/3 c. of sugar.  In a small bowl, mix the cornstarch with the remaining sugar.  Sprinkle this mixture over the fruit, then stir in the vanilla and nutmeg and mix everything together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Divide the fruit filling between the two crusts, and bake for 35 min.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Meanwhile, make the topping: Mix everything together (you can use a food processor if you want a real crumb-like topping, but I didn't have a food processor so I just cut the butter into the dry ingredients, then mashed everything together with my hands until it was sort of crumb-like).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. After 35 min, take out the pies and divide the topping between the two pies, pressing it lightly down into the fruit and juice.  Reduce heat to 375 and bake until the peach juice bubbles thickly around the edges, about 30 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, these pies were delicious in a really intriguing, this-is-like-pie-but-not-quite kind of way.  We ate one and a half pies at the potluck, then later we ate what was left in the campus grill, all eating directly out of the pie plate with plastic forks that we swiped from the condiment and utensil area.  In short, it was amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-6346377279997643026?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/6346377279997643026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=6346377279997643026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/6346377279997643026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/6346377279997643026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2008/05/summery-pie.html' title='A Summery Pie!'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/SC9U8JvRKiI/AAAAAAAAAHk/EBAZwCDrAuA/s72-c/IMG_2815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-4916685040148266581</id><published>2008-04-05T18:05:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T00:28:42.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some day, my spring will come</title><content type='html'>Hey Kathryn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when this winter will end!  This Thursday, it snowed in Grinnell, and it was not a smattering, but a full two inches, which came down during my Museum Studies Class.  No siree, I am not ready to get rid of my winter coat, my boots, my down comforter, or my supply of canned food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when this nasty weather hit, my first instinct was to make a soup - I know, how cliché.  But this soup is really easy to make, makes use of common pantry items, and tastes just like this Tuscan Tomato Soup that is served at one of the best soup places in Iowa City called the Bread Garden.  I swear, you will never need to eat another can of Campbell's tomato soup after eating this, well, unless you are having an Andy Warhol party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mmm Mmmm Better Tomato Soup&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Adapted from Deborah Madison's Creamy Tomato Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 tbsp butter&lt;br /&gt;1/2 onion, roughly chopped&lt;br /&gt;4 cloves of garlic chopped in half&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp dried basil&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 tablespoons flour&lt;br /&gt;1 can of diced tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;1 cup vegetable broth&lt;br /&gt;3/4 - 1 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;Buttermilk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sauté the butter, chopped onions, garlic in a pot on medium heat until onions are soft and fragrant (about 3-5 minutes).  Add the basil and salt and pepper to taste, and then add in the flour.  Stir the mixture around, and watch for the flour to toast up and turn brown.  Slowly add in the vegetable broth and tomatoes, and cook until just about ready to serve.  Blend the soup with an immersion blender, and pour in the milk off the heat.  Pour into bowls and finish with a dash of buttermilk or if you prefer sour cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R_gK82JgIqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IEJ2CieWqhU/s1600-h/P1011442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R_gK82JgIqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IEJ2CieWqhU/s320/P1011442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185907011360924322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look - the buttermilk makes cool tadpoles in the soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, stay warm Kathryn, and maybe, just maybe, spring will arrive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Allison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-4916685040148266581?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/4916685040148266581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=4916685040148266581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/4916685040148266581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/4916685040148266581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-day-my-spring-will-come.html' title='Some day, my spring will come'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687550167623111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R_gK82JgIqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IEJ2CieWqhU/s72-c/P1011442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-4851075385061446878</id><published>2008-03-31T13:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T13:51:05.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yum, Fake Bacon!</title><content type='html'>Hi Allison!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been craving something expressly forbidden... a delicious sandwich oozing with mayonnaise and topped with crunchy bacon, crisp lettuce, and juicy tomatoes.  I know Veggie bacon is hardly a substitute for the real thing but, since it's the only thing I'm permitted, I decided to give it a try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following sandwich was constructed in the kitchen of our rental house on the beach in Port Aransas, Texas, where I spent a week over spring break hanging out with my parents, reading,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The exciting part of this cooking experiment was making the &lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/241868"&gt;homemade mayonnaise recipe&lt;/a&gt; featured in &lt;a href="http://orangette.blogspot.com/"&gt;Molly's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/bonappetit/features/mayo_clinic"&gt;column&lt;/a&gt; in this month's &lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/bonappetit/"&gt;Bon Appetit&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't reproduce the recipe here since I've linked to it, but I felt very old-fashioned and adventurous as I slowly whisked the mayonnaise together and emulsified the the oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R_EulTTO9FI/AAAAAAAAAG0/nQ0WIED6zhc/s1600-h/IMG_2552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R_EulTTO9FI/AAAAAAAAAG0/nQ0WIED6zhc/s320/IMG_2552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183975864451134546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mayonnaise came out a little runny, but very delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next step: Fake Bacon!  I cooked my bacon on the stove top in a little oil over medium heat.  I think it would probably be just as successful, and easier, to do this step in the microwave, but I wanted to feel authentic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegetarian bacon is not so appetizing before it's cooked (notice the ice crystals clinging to the strips of vaguely bacon-patterned soy):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R_EumDTO9GI/AAAAAAAAAG8/z1EtI8VfIVs/s1600-h/IMG_2554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R_EumDTO9GI/AAAAAAAAAG8/z1EtI8VfIVs/s320/IMG_2554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183975877336036450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the bacon was nice and crispy, it was time to assemble the sandwich.  I used toasted oatmeal bread as a base, and added spinach, thick tomato slices, my homemade mayonnaise, and the warm and crispy fake bacon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R_EumzTO9HI/AAAAAAAAAHE/jnl0KbziZl0/s1600-h/IMG_2556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R_EumzTO9HI/AAAAAAAAAHE/jnl0KbziZl0/s320/IMG_2556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183975890220938354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We at these sandwiches with sweet potato strips that had  been roasted in the oven at 400 for about 30 minutes, after being coated in olive oil, salt &amp;amp; pepper.  All in all, this was a delicious meal.  Luckily the photos of it were recoverable from my camera's memory card after I dropped my entire camera into the Gulf of Mexico!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon Appetit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-4851075385061446878?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/4851075385061446878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=4851075385061446878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/4851075385061446878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/4851075385061446878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2008/03/yum-fake-bacon.html' title='Yum, Fake Bacon!'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R_EulTTO9FI/AAAAAAAAAG0/nQ0WIED6zhc/s72-c/IMG_2552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-1512153441584055579</id><published>2008-03-24T10:24:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T11:45:51.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tradition</title><content type='html'>Hey Kathryn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that your spring break is going well - I heard about how you lost your camera in the Gulf of Mexico, and I'm really sorry for your loss.  I recently looked through a children's book, which is illustrated by David Wiesner called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flotsam.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Wiesner, who also illustrated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;, imagines the life of a camera after it was lost in the ocean, snapping pictures of undersea life and passing from beach-goer to beach-goer throughout the years.  I only hope that your camera can have such a future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R-fNO2JgIoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/PxomkCXOXaM/s1600-h/boy.camera.large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R-fNO2JgIoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/PxomkCXOXaM/s320/boy.camera.large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181335551250276994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My spring break travels took a less exotic turn.  I spent the week visiting my relatives who live in the east coast.  We spent one day at my grandmother's house in Philadelphia, where I embarked on my first major cooking project since the Cowboy Cookies.  Seeing as it was Shabbat, I wanted to impress my relatives and make them my challah.  For those of you who have never had challah, it is a braided egg bread that opens the Shabbat meal, and one of the only things that my family of vegetable-averse, flavor-averse, and meat-averse people can eat together.  My cousin Sarah before I even set foot inside a kitchen expressed extreme doubt: "Why are you even going to make challah?  Homemade ones taste too much like yeast."  Oh Sarah, you really don't know what it's like to be a Jew roughing it in the Heartland.  She probably has never had to deal with not being able to buy challah on Friday.  Learning to make a good challah in Iowa is more than a traditional gesture - it's a necessity.  In Grinnell, I learned how to make it with the help of Deborah Kaiser, and since then I have adapted her recipe and made it even sweeter.  Like a good medium rare steak, I undercook the bread so that it is still doughy and gooey in the center.  I am very proud of my challah recipe, and  I thought it would be easy to prove Sarah wrong.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R-kRi2JgIpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/FqkdwDsdfdc/s1600-h/PICT0324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R-kRi2JgIpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/FqkdwDsdfdc/s320/PICT0324.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181692136615060114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It came out looking the same as my other challahs and had my trademark sweet, dessert like taste, but it definitely wasn't my best challah.  The dough took a long time to rise, which made me anxious to have it bake up as quickly as possible.  I set the oven for 350 degrees, and let it bake for around an hour.  However, I forgot to account for my grandmother's dark metal pans.  I had cooked it for too long; the bottom of the challah burned, and the inside was dry.  My family was really nice and still complimented my bread, but throughout the meal, I kept singing in my head: "If I could turn back time."  Anyways, here is the recipe, and I wish all of you the best of luck if you try to make it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sweet-as-Babkah Challah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ingredients&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;5 tsp yeast (or two packets worth) of active dry yeast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;1 1/2 cups warm water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;1 cup plus 1 tbsp sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;1 cup oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;5 eggs plus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;1 tsp of salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;7-8 cups all purpose flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Add 1 tbsp of sugar, the yeast, and the warm water in a large bowl, stir to dissolve the yeast and let stand until a tan layer of foam appears on the top.  Add the rest of the sugar, 4 of the eggs, the salt, the oil, to the bowl and mix until well combined.  Start adding the flour, one cup at a time, and once it becomes to hard to stir, lightly flour your countertop or cooking surface, and knead the dough while also adding in more flour until the dough is no longer sticks to the countertop or to your hands.  Wash and lightly oil the bowl, and place dough in the bowl covered with a damp dish cloth.  Set aside for a couple hours until the dough has risen to at least double its original volume.  If the dough is not rising properly, warm up the oven for a minute, and then place the bowl in the oven and continue to let it rise.  Once it has risen, punch the down so that all the air bubbles deflate, and divide the dough in half, and then each half into three strands. Preheat the oven to 325 degrees. Braid the two loaves, and set on a pan.  Beat the egg with a tablespoon of water in a small bowl.  Brush the challah with the egg wash, and place in the pans in the oven to bake for 40 minutes to an hour, or until the bread is golden brown.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Serve after saying the Hamotzi, like the good Jew in all of you.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Possible add-ins for adventurous eaters:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- raisins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- nuts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- chocolate chips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- shredded coconut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- M&amp;amp;Ms &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, Kathryn, good luck with all your spring break cooking endeavors.  I look forward to posting about successful cooking experiments in the next couple of days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allison&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-1512153441584055579?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/1512153441584055579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=1512153441584055579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/1512153441584055579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/1512153441584055579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-kathryn-i-hope-that-your-spring.html' title='Tradition'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687550167623111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R-fNO2JgIoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/PxomkCXOXaM/s72-c/boy.camera.large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-954081540180457152</id><published>2008-03-04T22:04:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T00:08:03.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody's Gonna Love Today</title><content type='html'>Hey Kathryn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sending you and our readers all of my love, especially in light of the tragic events that have happened this past week.  Two Sundays ago, a Grinnell student had her dorm space vandalized and graffitied with homophobic slurs.  After the campus rallied together in solidarity against forces of intolerance, a second incident occurred  in which 34 students who are active in the queer community received anonymous hate mail in their campus mail.  I am saddened and incredulous that such outrageous demonstrations of bigotry happened on this campus, which prides itself on being a progressive and accepting community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of these awful things, this weekend was surprisingly restorative and filled with inspirational Amanda Bynes movies, love mail, a visit from Meredith, a raucous game of flippy cup, and of course, cooking.  Meredith and I set off to make something comforting, and we settled on a rather humble recipe for Cowboy Cookies.  These were rustic but toothsome chocolate chip oatmeal cookies, a perfect mixture of resolve and hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cowboy Cookies For the Grinnell Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-adapted from Cowboy Cookies III on allrecipes.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;1 3/4 c. flour&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1 c. butter&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 c. granulated sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 c. brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 1/4 c. oatmeal&lt;br /&gt;1 c. chocolate chip cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees, and grease a baking sheet.  Sift dry ingredients into a medium sized bowl.  Cream together butter and eggs, add in both sugars, and then the dry ingredients.  Stir in oatmeal and chocolate chips just until combined.  Scoop out tablespoon sized balls of dough and place on cookie sheet.  Bake for 12-20 minutes, or until light golden brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making these cookies was a true exercise in Grinnell ingenuity and charity.  Meredith and I forgot to buy butter at the store.  Emily happened to have a stick of butter left over from a baking project in her dorm, and we exchanged her stick of butter for the use of our remaining eggs.  We stole 17 butter packets from dining hall for the remaining half cup of butter.  We definitely had enough to make our cookies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R84qS2eVg1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/sLNcj8fErrg/s1600-h/Cowboy+Cookies+-+Butter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R84qS2eVg1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/sLNcj8fErrg/s320/Cowboy+Cookies+-+Butter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174119525244044114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Voila, homemade cookies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R84qTGeVg2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/jrXsq3U_ve8/s1600-h/Cowboy+Cookies+-+Final+Product.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R84qTGeVg2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/jrXsq3U_ve8/s320/Cowboy+Cookies+-+Final+Product.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174119529539011426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I definitely reconnected to the Grinnell community by making these cookies and sharing them with Grinnellians.  Forces of divisiveness and hatred definitely don't stand a chance against these cookies or my friends.  Thanks Grinnell - I love you all the more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Allison&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-954081540180457152?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/954081540180457152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=954081540180457152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/954081540180457152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/954081540180457152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2008/03/everybodys-gonna-love-today.html' title='Everybody&apos;s Gonna Love Today'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687550167623111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R84qS2eVg1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/sLNcj8fErrg/s72-c/Cowboy+Cookies+-+Butter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-6882078170190502001</id><published>2008-02-17T22:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T23:12:44.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi-Homemade and Semi-Vegan</title><content type='html'>Imagine: You get an email telling you to rendezvous at a specific time with a mysterious stranger.  You show up, enter a room pulsing with bad dance music and twenty-year-old anxiety, and approach a table staffed by harried students.  They introduce you to your mystery date... and then handcuff you together.  At Grinnell, this is how Valentine's Day is celebrated: with a dance called "Chains," where your friends can anonymously set you up with your true love match... or with a total stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison and I thought, what better way to pre-party for Chains than with a small soirée for a few of our closest friends?  Because we're super-busy, but also creative and charming, we decided to throw a 1950s-kitsch-themed party using almost exclusively pre-prepared and processed foods.  Delicious!  Or at least fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our menu was:&lt;br /&gt;strawberry and chocolate cupcakes with semi-vegan buttercream frosting&lt;br /&gt;Lipton's onion dip&lt;br /&gt;Sour cream salsa dip&lt;br /&gt;assorted chips&lt;br /&gt;almond-covered cheese ball with Ritz crackers&lt;br /&gt;reduced-to-clear Valentine's Day candy&lt;br /&gt;punch with sherbet and strawberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the spread disappeared before we could get good photos of the food.  But you can see from this photo of the carnage that the party was a success - thanks Bryan for the fabulously composed pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R7kGAUU0puI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bHM92lxPy9Q/s1600-h/n22501888_30430196_5934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R7kGAUU0puI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bHM92lxPy9Q/s320/n22501888_30430196_5934.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168168649910167266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classy!  We even had requests for the cheese ball recipe.  So, here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Awesome Cheese Ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Adapted from the "Heavyset Cheese Ball" in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Like You: Hospitality Under the Influence&lt;/span&gt; by Amy Sedaris)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 oz pkg of cream cheese&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c REAL Mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;salt&lt;br /&gt;pepper&lt;br /&gt;dried dill weed&lt;br /&gt;garlic powder&lt;br /&gt;3 tbs coarse grain mustard&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c whole natural almonds, roasted in the oven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream together the cream cheese and Mayonnaise.  Season with spices to your taste, mix in the mustard, and refrigerate the whole concoction for a few hours.  When it has become more firm, form it into a log-like shape on a plate, and cover it with the almonds, which should be arranged to evoke the idea of a pinecone.  Don't ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other major home-made success was our buttercream frosting, which we have decided, because it involved soymilk, is almost vegan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Semi-Vegan Frosting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 sticks of butter (no, really)&lt;br /&gt;A whole bunch of powdered sugar (probably five or six cups)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup or so of soymilk (add more to achieve spreadability)&lt;br /&gt;food coloring optional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream the butter in a large mixing bowl with a spoon.  Once it's soft, add about a quarter of the powdered sugar and a splash of soymilk, mixing everything together to create delicious frosting.  Keep adding the powdered sugar and soymilk alternately until all the powdered sugar has been used.  Feel free to personalize this recipe by tinting the frosting hot pink (like we did!), or any other appropriate color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you want to throw a fabulous party, the main ingredients are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicious unhealthy food&lt;br /&gt;The soundtrack to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Graffiti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Apples to Apples"&lt;br /&gt;Festively attired guests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it simple, keep it kitschy, and always semi-homemade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-6882078170190502001?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/6882078170190502001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=6882078170190502001' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/6882078170190502001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/6882078170190502001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2008/02/semi-homemade-and-semi-vegan.html' title='Semi-Homemade and Semi-Vegan'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R7kGAUU0puI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bHM92lxPy9Q/s72-c/n22501888_30430196_5934.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-4801311291417777882</id><published>2008-02-17T19:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T23:21:26.341-06:00</updated><title type='text'>These scones are delightful!</title><content type='html'>Let me tell you, Allison, my winter break wasn't very eventful.  Mostly I sat around agonizing about my future for hours on end.  Or watching Project Runway.  Anyway, there were a few bright points to my vacation, one of which was a delightful tea party I went to at a friend's house.  In honor of merry old England (from which I had just returned), I decided to make scones!  But I made cranberry orange scones, which is kind of a fake American scone variety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R7jfEkU0prI/AAAAAAAAAFo/1KSrm4MYHxM/s1600-h/IMG_2290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R7jfEkU0prI/AAAAAAAAAFo/1KSrm4MYHxM/s320/IMG_2290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168125841971127986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were delicious!  We ate them with clotted cream and Barefoot Contessa brand strawberry jam! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R7jfFEU0psI/AAAAAAAAAFw/2tj8T6Zzl2E/s1600-h/IMG_2293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R7jfFEU0psI/AAAAAAAAAFw/2tj8T6Zzl2E/s320/IMG_2293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168125850561062594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, there was quite a lavish spread--we also had custard tarts with an edible flower and raspberry garnish, fancy imported cookies, cucumber and salmon finger sandwiches, two kinds of tea, and plenty of ambiance.  Most importantly, we had the necessary nourishment to sustain us through an epic gossiping situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R7jfGEU0ptI/AAAAAAAAAF4/vY_YMZv45ws/s1600-h/IMG_2296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R7jfGEU0ptI/AAAAAAAAAF4/vY_YMZv45ws/s320/IMG_2296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168125867740931794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because really, what's the point of coming home from college if not to gossip about every single person you went to high school with? And with the help of Facebook, nobody can keep any secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scrumptious Cranberry-Orange Scones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(From &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baking Illustrated: A Best Recipe Classic &lt;/span&gt;by the editors of Cook's Illustrated Magazine.  I love this book because it has great diagrams and very clear directions for every basic baked item you could possibly think of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 c. unbleached all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 tbs baking powder&lt;br /&gt;3 tbs sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;5 tbs cold unsalted butter, cut into 1/4 cubes&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp grated orange zest&lt;br /&gt;3/4 c dried cranberries&lt;br /&gt;1 c heavy cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 425. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place four, baking powder, sugar and salt in a large bowl, or the work bowl of a food processor fitted with a metal blade.  Whisk together or process with six one second pulses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I used the food-processor method, and it worked perfectly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If making by hand use two knives, a pastry blender, or your fingertips and quickly cut in the butter until the mixture resembles coarse meal with a few slightly larger butter lumps.  If using the food processor, remove the cover and distribute the butter evenly over the dry ingredients.  Cover and process with twelve one-second pulses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At this point, the mixture should resemble coarse, wet sand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add the currants and quickly mix in or pulse one more time.  transfer the dough to a large bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stir in heavy cream with a rubber spatula or fork until the dough begins to form, about 30 seconds.  Transfer the dough and all dry flour bits to a counter top and knead the dough by hand just until it comes together into a rough, slightly sticky ball, five to ten seconds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut the scones into eight wedges.  (There's a secret, special technique for getting the wedges perfect: press the dough into a lightly greased or buttered 8" round cake pan, then invert the pan on a plate or cutting surface.  Presto--a perfect circle of dough to cut with a sharp knife)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place the wedges on an un-greased baking sheet.  Bake until the scone tops are light brown, 12-15 in.  Cool on a wire rack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat with clotted cream, God's gift to mankind.  And of course plenty of jam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-4801311291417777882?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/4801311291417777882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=4801311291417777882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/4801311291417777882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/4801311291417777882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2008/02/these-scones-are-delightful.html' title='These scones are delightful!'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R7jfEkU0prI/AAAAAAAAAFo/1KSrm4MYHxM/s72-c/IMG_2290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-4236673170688782669</id><published>2008-01-19T01:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T12:16:16.901-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wonders of Glutinous Rice Balls</title><content type='html'>Dear Kathryn,  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a little strange that it has taken me so long to write about my favorite food category of all time, which, drumroll please, happens to be the humble legume.  Oh, beans!  They are Bon marché (French for dirt cheap), Earthy, Adaptable to many recipes, Nutricious, and Sinfully silky.  True to their adaptability, beans can even be for dessert.  A couple days ago, Alison had me over for a tea party, and we prepared some Glutinous Rice Balls with Red Bean Filling that she had purchased at one of our three chinese grocery stores in town (god bless Iowa City for being one of the more diverse cities in Iowa.)  The package indicated that within 6-8 minutes, we would have a "delicious and convenient" dessert ready for us to eat.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R5GkZisxR8I/AAAAAAAAADE/a4fNq5VHVGI/s1600-h/IMG_1933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R5GkZisxR8I/AAAAAAAAADE/a4fNq5VHVGI/s320/IMG_1933.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157083807034197954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little skeptical.  I had tried moon cakes once at a friend's sleepover in seventh grade, and while I appreciated her mother having made these especially for us to eat,  I did not like the bean paste filling.  I was too embarassed to admit that I didn't like it, so I stashed it in my pocket, waited until everyone had fallen asleep, and then discarded it underneath the couch.  Christine, if you are reading this, I must send you my very long overdue apologies for any inconveniences (ant, mold, rat infestations?) that I might have inadvertently caused.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I decided to give bean desserts another try, and this time, I did not have to craft an elaborate scheme to discard them.  In fact, they were quite tasty despite their exploding-larvae like appearance.  The shell was soft and gummy, and yielding to the rich and lightly sweetened rice bean filling.  They were even better dipped in sesame seeds.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R5GkaCsxR9I/AAAAAAAAADM/jxc3im9ImcY/s1600-h/IMG_1938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R5GkaCsxR9I/AAAAAAAAADM/jxc3im9ImcY/s320/IMG_1938.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157083815624132562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These glutinous rice balls definitely packed a punch - after eating a couple of them, Alison and I felt a little more than full.  However, it is impossible to feel guilty by overindulging in these healthful desserts.  If there ever was such a thing as a superfood, I think these would have to be it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is way too late for me to continue waxing poetic about glutinous rice balls - good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-4236673170688782669?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/4236673170688782669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=4236673170688782669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/4236673170688782669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/4236673170688782669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2008/01/wonders-of-glutinous-rice-balls.html' title='The Wonders of Glutinous Rice Balls'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687550167623111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R5GkZisxR8I/AAAAAAAAADE/a4fNq5VHVGI/s72-c/IMG_1933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-2534869188931333255</id><published>2008-01-10T15:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T12:12:07.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoothies: The Secret to a Healthy and Glamorous New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Kathryn, I must confess that I've had a hard time keeping my new resolutions.  It's pathetic that I've reigned in the New Year for only 11 days, and I have yet to transform myself into a healthy and glamorous Allison.  However, I found this clip from Brenda Dickinson, a daytime television sensation from the 80s, and in it she reveals her time honored secrets to how she looks fabulous.  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VbioHzo6eJg&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;So, slap on your spandex, tease your hair, slurp your protein shake, and check it.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow,  if only I had her clothes.  While I dig Brenda's style and admire her commitment to a rabbit diet and militant exercise regime, I find her smoothie preparation quite objectionable.   A banana, juice, and some protein powder do not a satisfying smoothie make.  I have included this updated version, complete with all natural ingredients, fruit, and above all, protein - yum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Rock Your Way Into a Leotard Smoothie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;1 pear, peeled and diced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;1/4 cup milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;2 tbsp yogurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;2 tbsp pear butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;1/4 tsp ground ginger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Blend. Enjoy. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R4ei_CsxR7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/Z7k3Lnc_eQI/s1600-h/P1011414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R4ei_CsxR7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/Z7k3Lnc_eQI/s320/P1011414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154267502488930226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you notice the pear butter from the Borough Market, our foodie Oasis in London?  I only wish I had smuggled more back to Iowa.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best of all with this recipe, I got to use the trusty immersion blender.  It makes me feel powerful, and even dare I say, quite chic.  Heck, I think I am finally about to embark on a glamorous new year.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grinnell in 10 days. Wow...  I'm excited to see you, but I must admit that I am a little nervous that school is about to start.  Enjoy the rest of your break!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-2534869188931333255?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/2534869188931333255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=2534869188931333255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/2534869188931333255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/2534869188931333255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2008/01/smoothies-secret-to-healthy-and.html' title='Smoothies: The Secret to a Healthy and Glamorous New Year'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687550167623111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R4ei_CsxR7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/Z7k3Lnc_eQI/s72-c/P1011414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-4400571336042917448</id><published>2008-01-04T16:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T16:51:49.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2008! Celebrate With Kale!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year!  I would share my resolutions with you, except that this year I didn't so much make resolutions as draft a 32-point strategic plan directing all facets of my life in the coming year.  Perfectionist?  Me?  Never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New Year's Eve plans have been the same my entire life: hang out with my parents, watch the ball drop in Time's Square, and at midnight go in the front yard and make a lot of noise and shout "Happy New Year!"  Everything in my life is very ritualized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tradition can be good, though--especially culinary tradition.  It's a Southern superstition to eats black-eyed peas and greens at New Year's, to ensure prosperity in the year to come.  Actually, I'm not sure how widespread this tradition is--it could very well happen everywhere.  Anyway, on New Year's Day I went to my aunt's house and had a feast of ham (well I didn't eat the ham), black-eyed peas, sweet potatoes, corn, and a delicious made-from scratch key lime pie (that was my contribution).  On New Year's Eve, however, I stayed in and prepared a miniature feast of kale and black-eyed peas, and a butternut squash gratin recipe from Deborah Madison's legendary book, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Vegetarian-Cooking-Everyone-Deborah-Madison/dp/0767900146"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vegetarian Cooking for Everyone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you're really going to like this meal, Allison, since it stars your favorite vegetable (well, aside from fennel) -- Kale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36ucHzS2QI/AAAAAAAAAEg/y__NKx-K6fM/s1600-h/IMG_2272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36ucHzS2QI/AAAAAAAAAEg/y__NKx-K6fM/s320/IMG_2272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151746821912189186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deborah says greens can harbor grit, so after you cut them away from the stem, you should immerse them in water, agitate them, and allow the grit to sink to the bottom of the bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36ue3zS2RI/AAAAAAAAAEo/LNfeoe4nydc/s1600-h/IMG_2274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36ue3zS2RI/AAAAAAAAAEo/LNfeoe4nydc/s320/IMG_2274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151746869156829458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butternut Squash Gratin (I actually used Acorn squash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. olive oil&lt;br /&gt;4 c. thinly sliced onion&lt;br /&gt;4 thyme sprigs&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons chopped sage or 2 teaspoons dried&lt;br /&gt;    NOTE: I didn't have sage on hand, so I replaced it with a random assortment of other                 autumnal-sounding spices from the spice cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;Salt and freshly milled pepper&lt;br /&gt;6 c. butternut squash, peeled and cut into 1/2 inch cubes&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. flour&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons chopped parsley&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. grated Gruyere or Fontina&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. plus 2 tablespoons heated whole milk&lt;br /&gt;    (I used half and half, since I'm always looking out for ways to make my cooking less healthy).&lt;br /&gt;1 c. fresh breadcrumbs&lt;br /&gt;    (I made these by pulsing some stale whole-grain bread in the food processor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat the oven to 350 F.  Lightly oil or butter a 2-quart gratin dish (this means a sort of deep-ish, bowl-shaped casserole dish, I'm pretty sure!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat half the oil in a skillet over medium heat.  Add the onion, thyme, and sage and cook, stirring frequently, until the onions are lightly caramelized, about 15 minutes.  Season with 1/2 teaspoon salt and pepper to taste. Spread in the gratin dish, return the skillet to medium heat, and add the remaining oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toss the squash in the flour, letting the excess fall away.  Add it to the pan and cook until it begins to brown in places on both sides, about 7 minutes.  Add the parsley, season with salt and plenty of pepper, and cook for 1 minute more.  Layer the squash over the onions, cover with the cheese, then add the milk.  Cover and bake for 25 minutes, then uncover, add the bread crumbs, and bake until the top is browned and the liquid absorbed, about 25 minutes more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh.  Aaaaah.  Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36uinzS2SI/AAAAAAAAAEw/f6WNhUCDI3w/s1600-h/IMG_2275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36uinzS2SI/AAAAAAAAAEw/f6WNhUCDI3w/s320/IMG_2275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151746933581338914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the beans 'n greens!  This is loosely adapted from another of Deborah Madison's recipes.  Excep0t that the recipe was for Tuscan beans and greens and this is, well, not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oklahoma Beans 'n' Greens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olive oil&lt;br /&gt;A whole bunch of Kale (i.e. whatever you get from buying a bunch of it at the store), cleaned         and chopped.&lt;br /&gt;An onion, chopped&lt;br /&gt;3 or 4 bulbs garlic, minced&lt;br /&gt;1/2 a cup of red wine (although really, white would work better.  We just happened to have         some red on hand)&lt;br /&gt;A can of black-eyed peas (about 15 oz, I'm too lazy to check!), drained and rinsed&lt;br /&gt;Salt &amp;amp; Pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, blanch the greens.  Heat a large saucepan full of water over high heat, and when it starts to simmer, put in the kale and cover.  Let cook for 6-7 minutes, until kale is bright green and tender, then drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a largeish skillet, heat a couple of tablespoons of olive oil over medium heat.  Add the onion and garlic and cook for about 5 minutes, until transparent.  Add the wine, stir to mix, and let the alcohol cook off of the wine, until the mixture is syrupy and dark (or, just syrupy, if you use white wine).  Add the beans and kale, mix it all together, and let it cook until it's nice and hot.  Season to taste with salt and pepper.  Bon Apetit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36ujHzS2TI/AAAAAAAAAE4/eeIS_9maH4I/s1600-h/IMG_2276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36ujHzS2TI/AAAAAAAAAE4/eeIS_9maH4I/s320/IMG_2276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151746942171273522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meal was warm and filling, and a nice way to ring in 2008.  This would be good to eat on any cold winter night, since it tastes so homey and comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36ulHzS2UI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ggStYaAVHBQ/s1600-h/IMG_2277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36ulHzS2UI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ggStYaAVHBQ/s320/IMG_2277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151746976531011906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope the first few days of 2008 have been nice for you, Allison (I'm sure they were the excitement of the Iowa caucuses!).  Happy cooking, and I'll see you back in Grinnell in two weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-4400571336042917448?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/4400571336042917448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=4400571336042917448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/4400571336042917448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/4400571336042917448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-2008-celebrate-with-kale.html' title='Happy 2008! Celebrate With Kale!'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36ucHzS2QI/AAAAAAAAAEg/y__NKx-K6fM/s72-c/IMG_2272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-8600426561202612502</id><published>2008-01-04T15:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T16:02:32.201-06:00</updated><title type='text'>G.G. Cookies, for Christmas (or any time!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36lh3zS2NI/AAAAAAAAAEI/TfdTmzhDb4c/s1600-h/IMG_2228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36lh3zS2NI/AAAAAAAAAEI/TfdTmzhDb4c/s320/IMG_2228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151737025091786962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; I'm heinously late with this post about Christmas.  The holiday (which, in our house, is a two-day affair that includes a seven-hour drive to St. Louis right in the middle of it), was a whirlwind.  Also it was strangely anticlimactic, probably because my grandmother was in the hospital and all our preparations were kind of halfway completed at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, it all turned out well!  We might not have put our decorations out until the last minute, and, yes, our tree might have been brittle with brown needles here and there because we bought it so late (and we may have only put up the few ornaments in our collection that the cat couldn't break) -- but in the end, none of that mattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were still cozy and jolly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36liXzS2OI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/FydiwAXlJSw/s1600-h/IMG_2231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36liXzS2OI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/FydiwAXlJSw/s320/IMG_2231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151737033681721570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, a couple of days before Christmas, I still got to make G.G. Cookies -- the most important part of any holiday celebration.  These are unbelievably delicious Christmas cookies that my great-grandmother (who we called G.G.) used to make for Christmas, Easter, birthdays, the Fourth of July... really any holiday with a color scheme that can be replicated in colored sugar.  These are tiny, thin, crispy sugar cookies that are best eaten compulsively.  The correct technique is to pop a cookie in your mouth whole, and kind of let it dissolve against the top of your mouth.  Since G.G. died a few years ago (at the ripe old age of 97), I've made these in her stead.  And now, since I'm divulging this super-secret (kind of) family recipe, you can too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, before I got down to the nitty-gritty of mixing up the cookies, I had to start my favorite Christmas movie, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's a Wonderful Life,&lt;/span&gt; playing.  It just wouldn't be Christmas without Jimmy Stewart having a personal crisis while Donna Reed sings "Buffalo Gals" in a bathrobe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36ljHzS2PI/AAAAAAAAAEY/nvOcxmg7Ki0/s1600-h/IMG_2249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36ljHzS2PI/AAAAAAAAAEY/nvOcxmg7Ki0/s320/IMG_2249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151737046566623474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 stick butter&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. oil (I used Wesson vegetable oil)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. granulated sugar (I used extrafine baking sugar)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;2 c. flour&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp cream of tartar&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36kGXzS2II/AAAAAAAAADg/ZU-x3umP9y8/s1600-h/IMG_2241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36kGXzS2II/AAAAAAAAADg/ZU-x3umP9y8/s320/IMG_2241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151735453133756546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My great-grandmother was obsessively organized (sound familiar?) and she kept a typed index-card index of every book she'd ever read.  She also gave me this recipe on one of her signature manual-typewriter typed unlined index cards:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36kGnzS2JI/AAAAAAAAADo/JS9JgMdyYA8/s1600-h/IMG_2242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36kGnzS2JI/AAAAAAAAADo/JS9JgMdyYA8/s320/IMG_2242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151735457428723858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, cream the sugars, oil, and margarine. (I did this in an electric mixer with a paddle attachment).  Add the egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a separate bowl, sift together the flour, baking soda, cream of tartar and cinnamon together and add the dry ingredients a little at a time to the creamed mixture.  Add vanilla. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36kG3zS2KI/AAAAAAAAADw/qD5DgchFAvQ/s1600-h/IMG_2243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36kG3zS2KI/AAAAAAAAADw/qD5DgchFAvQ/s320/IMG_2243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151735461723691170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The final dough is very pale and smooth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36kHXzS2LI/AAAAAAAAAD4/WfID9GWVXHU/s1600-h/IMG_2245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36kHXzS2LI/AAAAAAAAAD4/WfID9GWVXHU/s320/IMG_2245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151735470313625778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrigerate dough in a covered container.  (G.G.'s recipe says to do this overnight.  Yeah, right.  I refrigerated it for about 30 minutes because I'm horribly impatient)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, make small balls -- about 1/2 tsp - 1 tsp of dough.  They should be about the size of a large marble, or slightly less than an inch in diameter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, if you're mildly obsessive-compulsive like me, you line the dough balls up in neatly staggared lines on a large cookie sheet (buttered, sprayed with Pam, or otherwise made non-stick), so as to fit as many cookies as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36jA3zS2HI/AAAAAAAAADY/KUHgHkUfBKc/s1600-h/IMG_2246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36jA3zS2HI/AAAAAAAAADY/KUHgHkUfBKc/s320/IMG_2246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151734259132848242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Get out a glass with a smooth bottom and fill a bowl with sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36kIXzS2MI/AAAAAAAAAEA/GLZo7y7aUG4/s1600-h/IMG_2248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36kIXzS2MI/AAAAAAAAAEA/GLZo7y7aUG4/s320/IMG_2248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151735487493494978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're going to use the sugar-coated glass bottom to smash the dough balls into cookies!  Now, you're not just slightly flattening them.  You are smashing them utterly flat and thin, and then you're going to sprinkle them with festive colored sugar.  I used red and green, but these can be adapted to any occasion by changing the colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36jAXzS2GI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Ikrp4hIITlU/s1600-h/IMG_2247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36jAXzS2GI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Ikrp4hIITlU/s320/IMG_2247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151734250542913634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake at 350 degrees for about 15 minutes.  The long cooking time is essential, because it makes the cookies uniformly crispy and golden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36i_nzS2EI/AAAAAAAAADA/L9Q6zGxMCbU/s1600-h/IMG_2252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36i_nzS2EI/AAAAAAAAADA/L9Q6zGxMCbU/s320/IMG_2252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151734237658011714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they beautiful!  Make sure you let them cool for quite awhile, or they'll break when you try to remove them from the cookie sheet.  Be careful, since they're quite delicate.  And DELICIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: G.G. Cookies, though wonderful and amazing in every way, aren't safe for cats to consume!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36i_HzS2DI/AAAAAAAAAC4/u7lKVzxBBvU/s1600-h/IMG_2259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36i_HzS2DI/AAAAAAAAAC4/u7lKVzxBBvU/s320/IMG_2259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151734229068077106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers Allison, and here's hoping that over winter break your cold cold heart has softened towards out feline friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-8600426561202612502?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/8600426561202612502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=8600426561202612502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/8600426561202612502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/8600426561202612502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2008/01/gg-cookies-for-christmas-or-any-time.html' title='G.G. Cookies, for Christmas (or any time!)'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R36lh3zS2NI/AAAAAAAAAEI/TfdTmzhDb4c/s72-c/IMG_2228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-7840422857861054946</id><published>2007-12-24T23:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T14:43:22.507-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Christmas Post that's really about Thanksgiving and Hanukkah</title><content type='html'>Wow - Kathryn, the kitchen looks so cute, and those latkes look really amazing. I also tried to spread Hanukkah (and Thanksgiving) joy to my friends with my holiday fusion party called Thanksgivingkah. These two holidays are my favorite - perhaps because they both involve eating autumnal and fried foods. Since I had not had a proper chance to celebrate them in London, having this party was the perfect excuse to embark on a cooking project and get all my old high school friends together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably can't tell from looking at this photo, but half of guests had reached the legal drinking age. I think they are pretending to gobble up all the food. We also ended up playing dreidel with pennies - we are so classy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R3CbWSsxR1I/AAAAAAAAACM/Ovo8WU9YqY0/s1600-h/P1011517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147785181363521362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R3CbWSsxR1I/AAAAAAAAACM/Ovo8WU9YqY0/s320/P1011517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all those doubters out there, a vegetarian thanksgiving feast is not an oxymoron. The stuffing and the vegetable side dishes, are definitely the best part of any Thanksgiving meal, so what's with all the hooplah over flavorless turkey? Anyways, here is my answer to a vegetarian thanksgiving:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrot Soup with Almonds and Lime &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://orangette.blogspot.com/2007/10/sneaky-sneaky.html"&gt;Warm Butternut Squash and Chickpea Salad (from Orangette)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chevre and Carmelized Onion Frittata&lt;br /&gt;Garlic Green Beans&lt;br /&gt;Cornbread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the real shows stopper was this pumpkin pie. I settled on and adapted this recipe from America's Test Kitchen's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Best New Recipes&lt;/span&gt;. This might have been the most labor intensive pie that I have ever made - it involved pre-baking the pie crust, processing the pumpkin, and cooking the custard over the stove - but, the filling was so creamy, and so worth all of the extra steps. The Test Kitchen explains that the secret to a perfect pumpkin pie is to transfer a hot filling into a freshly pre-baked pie crust, so that the filling cooks evenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R3CbWisxR2I/AAAAAAAAACU/xRGtJw3dB_M/s1600-h/P1011519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147785185658488674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R3CbWisxR2I/AAAAAAAAACU/xRGtJw3dB_M/s320/P1011519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEATH BY PUMPKIN PIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 homemade or pre-made pie crust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 15 oz. plain canned pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 cup packed dark brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2 tsp. ground cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2 tsp. ground ginger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 tsp. ground nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1/4 tsp. ground cloves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1/2 tsp. salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2/3 cup heavy cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2/3 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4 large eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Roll out pie crust unto a pie dish, and place a sheet of aluminum foil over the top, along with a layer of coins, which will weigh down the crust as it bakes in 375 degree oven for about 20-22 minutes. Remove the aluminum foil from the top, and continue baking pie until it is lightly golden brown (about 5 minutes). Take out the crust when it is done, and turn the oven temperature up to 400 degrees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;As the crust bakes, start making the filling. In a medium-sized-heavy-bottomed-saucepan, add the pumpkin, the sugar, salt, and the spices, and process with an immersion blender for a couple of minutes. Heat the mixture until it is thick and shiny, while stirring it constantly. Slowly add the cream and milk, and whisk to combine. Crack and beat the eggs in a separate bowl. Take the saucepan off the heat and temper the eggs by whisking in a little bit of the hot pumpkin mixture to the eggs to bring them up to temperature. With slow care, add the egg mixture to the pumpkin, and whisk vigorously. Immediately add the filling to the hot pie crust, and bake in the oven for 25 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let cool, and either eat the whole by yourself (I will not judge you at all for doing this), or wait for your friends to help you finish it off. My friend who has celiac disease, and thus could only eat the filling, ending up fighting with my other friend for the last slice and for possession of the whipped cream bowl (again, I really can't believe we are juniors...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't end up with much in the way of leftovers, which was good because my family and I are off to Florida tomorrow morning. I'm signing off, and finishing packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Merry Christmas Kathryn, and have a Happy New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-7840422857861054946?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/7840422857861054946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=7840422857861054946' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/7840422857861054946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/7840422857861054946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-post-thats-really-about.html' title='The Christmas Post that&apos;s really about Thanksgiving and Hanukkah'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687550167623111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BR25Yl4DuZI/R3CbWSsxR1I/AAAAAAAAACM/Ovo8WU9YqY0/s72-c/P1011517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-6857217605131882035</id><published>2007-12-22T13:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T20:33:15.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Potato Latkes</title><content type='html'>Ah, home at last.  Even though my first week back in Oklahoma was ridiculously hectic, I did get some time to cook.  I made some banana bread, a delicious wilted spinach salad, and some gourmet Nestle Tollhouse chocolate chip cookies.  But the project I was most excited for were the &lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/40008"&gt;Sweet Potato Latkes from epicurious.com!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These latkes were everything I want in a cooking adventure: semi-complicated, kind of dangerous (what with the frying and all), yet ultimately unpretentious and delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, of course, I had to set the mood (choose what to watch on TV while I cooked).  What better reintroduction to American culture than a marathon of &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/ontv/dyn/sweet_16/series.jhtml"&gt;My Super Sweet Sixteen on MTV?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21qInzS15I/AAAAAAAAABo/H3QFB6_E_NU/s1600-h/IMG_2210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21qInzS15I/AAAAAAAAABo/H3QFB6_E_NU/s320/IMG_2210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146886645509969810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my entertainment taken care of, I was ready to dive in!  But first, I needed to take a moment and appreciate the vast, VAST difference between our kitchen in London and my parents' kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21qJHzS16I/AAAAAAAAABw/3-BFVBu4Ojs/s1600-h/IMG_2211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21qJHzS16I/AAAAAAAAABw/3-BFVBu4Ojs/s320/IMG_2211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146886654099904418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21qKHzS17I/AAAAAAAAAB4/2mXASbpKzY4/s1600-h/IMG_2213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21qKHzS17I/AAAAAAAAAB4/2mXASbpKzY4/s320/IMG_2213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146886671279773618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curried Sweet Potato Latkes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 lb. sweet potatoes, peeled&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp. sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp. cayenne pepper&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp. curry powder&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. cumin&lt;br /&gt;salt &amp;amp; freshly ground pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;2 lg. eggs, beaten&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. milk&lt;br /&gt;peanut oil for frying (about 1/2 cup)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21qKXzS18I/AAAAAAAAACA/MKJE33IcBBw/s1600-h/IMG_2214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21qKXzS18I/AAAAAAAAACA/MKJE33IcBBw/s320/IMG_2214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146886675574740930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had everything on hand except for the sweet potatoes and peanut oil.  Also, notice that, mysteriously, the only way I could buy sweet potatoes at Super Target was individually wrapped in plastic!  Apparently you're supposed to microwave them in the plastic for the "perfect taste."  Um, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, first I peeled the sweet potatoes (this might have been the hardest part of the whole recipe):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21qK3zS19I/AAAAAAAAACI/mBuJ9zl1MR8/s1600-h/IMG_2216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21qK3zS19I/AAAAAAAAACI/mBuJ9zl1MR8/s320/IMG_2216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146886684164675538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I grated the potatoes.  I was about to do this by hand when my mother, passing through the kitchen, made the brilliant suggestion that i use the food processor.  Oh My God we have a food processor!  THINGS ARE SO EASY HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21rQHzS1-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/7lDHzw3F5G0/s1600-h/IMG_2218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21rQHzS1-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/7lDHzw3F5G0/s320/IMG_2218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146887873870616546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they pretty?  Next, I mixed together the flour, sugar, brown sugar, baking powder, cayenne pepper, curry powder, cumin and salt and pepper in a separate bowl.   Next time I make these, I'll probably add more curry powder, cayenne pepper, and salt at this point, and maybe even a dash or two of tobasco to the finished batter.  While the latkes turned out well, they weren't quite exciting enough, and I think ramping up the spices would do the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I added eggs and just a splash of milk to the dry ingredients to get a "stiff batter":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21rQXzS1_I/AAAAAAAAACY/FimS9Je0SDg/s1600-h/IMG_2220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21rQXzS1_I/AAAAAAAAACY/FimS9Je0SDg/s320/IMG_2220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146887878165583858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I added the potatoes and mixed it all together.  The batter should be moist but not too runny--you can add a little more  milk if it seems to stiff at this point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21rQ3zS2AI/AAAAAAAAACg/BUHKKVr_ieo/s1600-h/IMG_2222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21rQ3zS2AI/AAAAAAAAACg/BUHKKVr_ieo/s320/IMG_2222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146887886755518466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the exciting part--frying!  This was the first time I'd  really fried something, and it was a thrilling experience.  Heat 1/4 inch of peanut oil in a frying pan (I used a heavy cast-iron skillet) until barely smoking.    Drop the batter in by tablespoons (I found the most efficient way to do this was to use one tablespoon to scoop the batter up, and another tablespoon to push the batter off into the oil). Flatten, and fry over medium-high heat several minutes on each side until golden.  I ended up lessening the heat to medium-low because my latkes were burning too quickly on the outside.  I'm sure the perfect temperature varies a lot depending on your stove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21rRnzS2BI/AAAAAAAAACo/EZg4UJLvUbU/s1600-h/IMG_2223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21rRnzS2BI/AAAAAAAAACo/EZg4UJLvUbU/s320/IMG_2223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146887899640420370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, drain the latkes on paper towels on serve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21rR3zS2CI/AAAAAAAAACw/NGfF3bK_Wh4/s1600-h/IMG_2226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21rR3zS2CI/AAAAAAAAACw/NGfF3bK_Wh4/s320/IMG_2226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146887903935387682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky to get a photo because these were gobbled up pretty quickly--they were good!  They weren't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quite &lt;/span&gt;great, though--I bet with they would be, though, with a little more salt and spice.  We ate them with applesauce, although I bet a coconut-sour cream sauce would be really good with them, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to the cleaning, packing, and baking--I may have a Christmas cookie post up before too long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-6857217605131882035?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/6857217605131882035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=6857217605131882035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/6857217605131882035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/6857217605131882035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2007/12/sweet-potato-latkes.html' title='Sweet Potato Latkes'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R21qInzS15I/AAAAAAAAABo/H3QFB6_E_NU/s72-c/IMG_2210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-3394122318200391676</id><published>2007-12-14T07:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T15:52:28.722-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Toto, I don't think I'm in London anymore..."</title><content type='html'>As you can tell by the early hour that I am posting this, I am back in the States and experiencing jet lag.  I am all a flurry with emotions - happy to be back and see snow outside my window, a little self-righteously peeved to see the SUVs driving about, relieved to have a well stocked kitchen, but yes, a little nostalgic for good old flat 20 in London.   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We cooked some charming meals in that little humble kitchen.  I think when we were at our finest was our last real meal, when we ransacked everything in our fridge and put it in a casserole dish.  It went by many titles -rustic bread pudding, pizza mush, Giada's Italian surprise, but above all it was delicious.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything but the kitchen sink savoury bread pudding:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;half a loaf of old, hardened, crusty bread &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ideally 4-5 eggs (we only had 3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;half a carton of plain yogurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;leftover tomato sauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;half an onion, chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the remainders from the ten million pesto jars in our refrigerator&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;give or take a pint of milk (thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Harsha&lt;/span&gt;, for letting us steal the last of your milk)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;salt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cayenne pepper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHEESE (we didn't have a lot left in our, but this would have made our bread pudding even more delicious)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tear bread and place in a baking dish.  Add all the wet ingredients, the onion, and the seasonings into a bowl, stir, and pour into the bread mixture until every piece of bread is coated.  Steal more milk if you think you need more liquid.  Top the bread pudding with grated cheese and pats of butter, and bake until golden brown in a 350 degree oven (about, 175 degrees &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Celsius&lt;/span&gt;).   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, hopefully all of you out there will not be down on your luck, and have these ingredients be the only edible contents in your refrigerator... but true classy students can always make something out of nothing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers Kathryn,  I'm missing you already.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-3394122318200391676?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/3394122318200391676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=3394122318200391676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/3394122318200391676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/3394122318200391676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2007/12/toto-i-dont-think-im-in-london-anymore.html' title='&quot;Toto, I don&apos;t think I&apos;m in London anymore...&quot;'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687550167623111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167058127059451020.post-7428278276337517193</id><published>2007-12-14T05:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T06:14:06.107-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Hallway</title><content type='html'>Some cooking blogs are really classy... full of beautiful photographs of delicious food, and ingenious, original recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not that cooking blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, make no doubt about it: we're very classy. However, my dear friend Allison and I are held back by our situation: we are college students. For the last four months we've been living in London, where the only thing more expensive than good groceries is real estate. Furthermore, we've been cooking in the world's tiniest kitchen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R2Jsv3zS13I/AAAAAAAAABY/FNYL1hNKy5g/s1600-h/IMG_2202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R2Jsv3zS13I/AAAAAAAAABY/FNYL1hNKy5g/s320/IMG_2202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143793294099273586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We learned to cope with numerous difficulties: no counter space, no storage space, a refrigerator that is half taken over by ice crystals (Allison says, "It's more of an ice block!"), that then melted and flooded the bottom of the refrigerator with water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R2JrnnzS12I/AAAAAAAAABQ/vwFKOETDIRw/s1600-h/IMG_2204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R2JrnnzS12I/AAAAAAAAABQ/vwFKOETDIRw/s320/IMG_2204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143792052853725026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point, the overhead light  in our kitchen (which was already dim), burned out completely.  It took a couple of weeks to replace it, and in the interim we had to bring a lamp into the kitchen so we could see.  Unfortunately, the lamp took over the only available electrical outlet, which led to the invention of hallway toast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R2JvBXzS14I/AAAAAAAAABg/kGO9LtMkzjQ/s1600-h/IMG_2177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R2JvBXzS14I/AAAAAAAAABg/kGO9LtMkzjQ/s320/IMG_2177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143795793770239874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While hallway toast is genius in concept, it is slightly less genius in practice--especially when your building is equipped with extremely sensitive smoke alarms.  One late-night toast-making session may or may not have led to our entire building being evacuated out into the rain and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all these setbacks, Allison and I (amazingly) are still friends.  And we even managed to cook some pretty delicious things in our crappy kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've come to rely on basic dishes that satisfy us &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; our five meat-eating flatmates.  Some of our favorite successes include pasta with homemade vodka sauce, eggplant parmesan, Thai curry with tofu (even though tofu is mysteriously difficult to buy in central London), and a particularly lovely sweet potato coconut soup (I may be biased--I made that one).  Some nights, though, we just had to give up on pleasing our meat-eating friends and return to our favorite foods--which led an earthy and simple white bean and kale soup.  Our flatmates retaliated and cooked sausage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we've had a lot of fun cooking this semester, we've also had (more than) our fair share of disasters.  To start with, there was the time we tried to make rice in the oven due to a lack of available stove space.  Um... it was a little crunchy.  As I mentioned earlier, our fire alarm was a recurrent enemy.  And the lack of counter space led to plastic bags of bread getting set down on hot stove burners... and then melting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Allison and I are getting ready to head home to the U.S.--Iowa and Oklahoma, respectively.  Although we'll miss London--and each other!--there are some things I can't wait for: huge American grocery stores, readily-available tofu (even in Oklahoma!), and cooking in my parents' huge, wonderful, amazing kitchen (well, after the kitchen in this flat, any other kitchen will probably seem amazing!).  There are five weeks until Allison and I will be back at school and can cook together again, and in the meantime we hope to keep in touch and share recipes in this blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember: there's nothing classier than making toast in the hallway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167058127059451020-7428278276337517193?l=hallwaytoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/feeds/7428278276337517193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167058127059451020&amp;postID=7428278276337517193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/7428278276337517193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167058127059451020/posts/default/7428278276337517193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallwaytoast.blogspot.com/2007/12/welcome-to-hallway.html' title='Welcome to the Hallway'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13732803713617958754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ygiortyqn8U/R2Jsv3zS13I/AAAAAAAAABY/FNYL1hNKy5g/s72-c/IMG_2202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
