First of all, I don’t think gluten is the root of all evil or anything like that. Beautiful strands of lovingly-developed glutens are such stuff as breadmakers’ dreams are made on (sorry for ending in a preposition…nobody told Shakespeare he shouldn’t do that). However, for those with a true wheat allergy or Celiac’s Disease, this otherwise-innocuous protein can wreak havoc on the digestive system. As such, since I have made it a habit of sharing my baked-goods with classmates and friends with no desire to poison them, I have diversified my recipe inventory to include a variety of gluten-free desserts so as not to alienate my wheat-sensitive compatriots.
Chicken pecs. They should be called, “Chicken pecs.” Referring to the meat we eat as “Chicken breast” unnecessarily sensualizes an otherwise-G-rated foodstuff, though, I guarantee that this sweetly-spicy, sultrily-saucy pulled chicken can certainly heat up a room! I honestly feel a bit uncomfortable ordering “grilled chicken breast” in mixed company, especially when my parents are present (just in case you were wondering, I was the product of binary fission). When you really look at it, nothing could be less titillating than a thawed hunk of raw chicken muscle. Fun fact: dental students learn oral suturing techniques on raw chicken breast — put that in your slow-cooker and braise it!
Just as one pair of shoes is not enough, one sugar cookie recipe is not enough. I firmly believe that one must have a sugar cookie for every occasion/mood in one’s cookie arsenal. You must have a trusty roll-out recipe for holidays, a not-too-sweet recipe (like this one) for topping with frosting, and one for eating au naturale (just to clarify, I mean the cookies are au naturale…what you wear – or don’t wear – to eat them is your business).
I’ve always wondered why snickerdoodles have such an odd name. I figured they weren’t some genetic freakshow combining a Snickers bar and a labradoodle, though stranger things have happened. To put this cookie mystery to bed, I did what all members of my generation do when in doubt…I Wikipedia-ed it. If it’s on the internet, it must be true.
An “SRP” in dentistry, short for “Scaling & Root Planing,” is an anesthesia-requiring deep-clean experience. A FoodSwing Blog “SRP,” short for “Short Recipe Post,” is a concentrated flavor and humor experience…anesthesia-optional.
Connecticut is currently full of wild turkeys: toms, hens, and their awkward-looking teenage children, which, in case you didn’t know, are referred to as jakes and jennies. I love the way they run. I find the shockingly-fast, head-down, large-hipped, side-to-side turkey-trot so ungainly yet incredibly mesmerizing. If I worked at DreamWorks, the claymation film would’ve been called Turkey Run, not Chicken Run.
As I’ve said before, I think that these National/International [Fill-in-the-blank] Day “holidays” are a bit of a gimmick — a blatant sacrilege to the word “holiday” (literally “holy-day“). Ice cream, however, is something that I passionately believe is worth celebrating,so I’ll jump on the bandwagon and observe National Ice Cream Day! After all, today is Sundae.
Though I’m no Tom Hanks fan (Wilson didn’t speak to me), I can still capitalize on his famous quote from Forrest Gump. This recipe was borne of a desire to utilize a box of chocolates received last Easter for something other than me sitting down on my sofa and shamelessly eating the whole box. I just can’t take the judgement of being discovered passed out next to a big pile of empty chocolate wrappers. I wanted to find a more redeeming purpose for this succulent menagerie of mystery.
Panzanella — it literally means “bread small basket,” according to Google translate, which probably provides no motivation whatsoever for you to make it. If I told you that what it actually should translate to is, “delicious salad of marinated bread, tomatoes, cucumbers, and big honking chunks of fresh mozzarella,” then maybe you’d be a bit more inclined to give it a try.
Baklava may look tricky, and if anybody asks you after you’ve made it, definitely say it’s hard, but, in reality, it’s really easy! Those flaky layers, that golden syrup, and those crunchy nuts come together to make a treat that’s truly fit for the gods, but, I promise, making baklava is no Herculean task.
A dental “SRP” refers to “Scaling and Root Planing,” an intense, deep-cleaning experience, involving much saliva, some blood, and sharp instruments. A FoodSwing Blog “SRP” refers to “Short Recipe Post,” an intensely delicious culinary experience, involving minimal foreplay and many tears…tears of joy.
Nectarine Blueberry Pie
I honestly don’t know how the Founding Fathers felt about pie — I’m a few years shy of 240 years old, myself — but I know my father is a pie guy! Being the good Pilgrim he is, my dad is very loyal to the classics — pumpkin pie and apple pie — and is very wary of the newfangled pies the kids are eating these days. Still, I thought the recent hot and humid 4th of July weekend weather might make him a bit more agreeable to step outside the box…the pie box!