Tag: bacon

3eme soiree du porc

3eme soiree du porc

this recipe is for the weekend, as it takes up a large chunk of your day, but it has a pretty high upside. this is my take on the traditional mexican stew, posole – essentially a pork and hominy stew. i had pork neck bones […]

bacon bread

bacon bread

i’m unable these days to really take on any big cooking projects, due to exhaustion from school. anything that requires more than an hour is pretty much out of the question right now, unless i don’t have to babysit it – making chicken stock comes […]

the real ham king

the real ham king

lindsay: would you like to try some of this?
buster: [tasting] so watery…yet there’s a smack of ham to it.
lindsay: …it’s hot ham water!

in warren, john and i drove by a place called “ham king II.” unfortunately for our curiosity, but more fortunately for our stomachs, we satisfied ourselves with a slow driveby of the fairly dilapidated storefront – plastic tarp for windows, dinginess abounded. we also passed “ham cafe,” which we also graced with a driveby, but no economic patronage.

instead, star market got my economic patronage when i returned from warren, interested in making a ham (not just for my own curiosity, but also for keith, whom i imagine subconsciously pining for ham over any other form of pork save bacon). well, just you try getting a ham in july. they’re not so much in demand in cambridge, at whole foods, harvest, or star market. i had intended to do a ham for july 4, but ended up doing barbecued ribs instead because i couldn’t find a ham. a week later, i still couldn’t find a true, thanksgiving-style ham, so i settled for a bone-in smoked pork butt from star market. (more…)

in which the weather complies

in which the weather complies

  as you know, i love really involved recipes. as it happens, i’ve had a yen for spaghetti and meatballs for some time – comforting, savory but slightly sweet, altogether delicious. it is also, however, a cold-weather food, but luckily for me the weather complied […]

a story about bacon

a story about bacon

one day, a pound of bacon walked into the kitchen. it accidentally walked into a skillet, but jumped out after getting a little toasty. some onions took its place with a little thyme, and the whole group took a dive into pasta, finding eggs and […]

cobbling leftovers into real food

cobbling leftovers into real food

first, before i forget, the recipe for pasta i made a while back:

pasta with bacon, onions, + tomatoes

1 pkg bacon
1 lb pasta (preferably shells)
1 1/2 lbs plum tomatoes, chopped (i suppose you could use 2 cans of diced tomatoes, drained, if you were really desperate)
4 large onions, diced
parmesan cheese
white wine, muscat, or water

[1] Fry bacon in batches over medium heat, until crispy. Pour off fat into a bowl between batches. Drain bacon on paper towels, then rip into small pieces. Put in a bowl, cover, and set aside.

[2] Use white wine, muscat, or water to deglaze the pan. Set aside fond liquid – it’s fine if it has bits of stuff in it. Pour a few tablespoons of bacon fat into the skillet and fry onions until almost browned. Set aside in a bowl.

[3] Pour fond liquid into skillet and add tomatoes. Cook until reduced to a thick sauce.

[4] Pour sauce over pasta. Add onions and bacon, and toss. Add parmesan to taste and toss. Serve immediately.

[serves 6]

 

today was really spent cooking. i intended to wake up at my usual time, sometime around 7, but apparently my body thought it needed more sleep. i think it may have actually needed more sleep, as i didn’t feel tired immediately after i woke up (at 10am). i then proceeded to make pancakes, the recipe of which i am still fiddling with. the past couple of times that i have used 2T of baking powder, there was definitely a baking powder taste, although they are still as fluffy and absorbent as they always are. i think i’ll drop it down to 1T and see how it goes. i also tried splitting the milk between buttermilk and whole milk because buttermilk has no fat, but there was no noticeable difference. oddly enough, the egg whites were slightly runny (translate: old) but they whipped up faster than usual. was it the fork? or the metal bowl? who knows. maybe harold mcgee does! (more…)