Showing posts with label Tips for the kitchen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tips for the kitchen. Show all posts

Monday, May 20, 2013

. . .Without a Paddle

That's how and where I found myself.  It wasn't a creek, however, it was my daughter's kitchen.  We go to Bend to visit her rather frequently, and I love to make ice cream while I'm there.  It really helps if I take all the parts of the ice cream maker.  I've forgotten the frozen bowl before.  That truly is a dead end for the project.  Some of the other parts can certainly be improvised.

Nearly ready to eat
So Things I get to do today are invent a paddle for the ice cream maker and learn how to use it--not a problem for a Handy Andy.  One of the kitchen drawers yielded a rather stiff rubber scraper, and we were on our way.  Just plunge that baby into the turning, frozen bowl and hold it in one position so it can scrape the side.  Stand there holding and scraping
long enough and the frozen ice cream will mix with the unfrozen until all is firm and ready to eat!

For those of you who love ice cream but have found that milk products don't agree with you, stay tuned for a recipe of the smoothest, creamiest ice cream you can imagine with no cream or milk whatsoever.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Must Have Done It Myself

Big black crust already removed
and the bottom scraped with a sandwich knife
It's a new and, I should say, undesirable alchemy for the kitchen. Take a perfectly good reduction of juice to a syrup and turn it into 3/4" deep layer of firm, foam-like char on the bottom of the sauce pan.  Well, OK, not new at all.  But it is the first time I've burned up juice.

I've had, most unfortunately, plenty of experience burning up (please note the difference between burning the potatoes and burning up the potatoes--which, for the record, I've never done, yet) peas (several times), carrots, broccoli, artichokes (this was amazing), and I honestly cannot remember what else, though, of the list, everything but the artichokes has been burned up more than once.

About three years ago we purchased a set of pots and pans from the big box store.  It was in the middle of the "Harry Potter" fever, and the pots looked like little cauldrons.  We loved them and still do.  And then I  burned up something in the medium/small pot, which for some reason seems to take the brunt of my pyroculinary skills.  All subsequent charrings have occurred in this pot.

But back to the black at hand.  At the time of this big smoke, I ran the pot out the back door to finish smoldering.  And then we went away for the weekend.  Some tasks find their way into my heart, my hand and my list of Things I get to do today--face it and do it.

Chipped out the black foam.  Scrubbed the pot.  Absolutely not better.  Thought of all the clever things a Handy Andy would do to cause the char to release easily.  Added water and brought it to a boil on the stove.  Nothing.  Put in 1/2 cup of vinegar, boiled it.  Nope.  Soda?  No.

I scraped at it with a rounded metal sandwich knife that my sister-in-law had given my about 8 years ago--another friend in my kitchen. It was very slow and made scratch marks on the surface of the pot.  I remembered that if the pan were as hot or nearly as hot as the burn, the black remnants would probably release, which is why boiling water won't work--the water keeps the pan at 212 degrees--not anywhere nearly as hot as the "fire".  So I put in some oil for a solvent and turned on the burner again.  A wooden spatula worked pretty well to get the flat surface mostly clean, but then the oil started to smoke up the house.

Clean and scratched, but clean
Ultimately it was the sandwich knife that loosened all the remaining chunks of char from the pan.  There were visions of my being a dental hygienist removing scale from teeth as each remaining tiny, blacken piece of burned juice popped off the pot.

I can hear my grandmother saying that "prevention is better than a cure" and "a watched pot never boils" or burns for that matter.   I'd like to hear from you.  Is there a better way or is my grandmother right on?


PS.  The "bright" side of this tale (pun intended) is that the first time this pot was used to burn up something, the inside remained an ugly, mottled gray.  The next time it was shiny.  Then ugly mottled gray, and this time shiny bright!  I'm seriously planning to keep it that way.

Friday, January 27, 2012

Pulse to a Paste.

I'm not good at mincing garlic.  Peeling it is fine.  Slicing is OK.  Mincing just never quite gets there. All the recipes in my book that call for garlic say "minced." So mincing three pounds of garlic is one of the Things I get to do today.

Three-pound bag of peeled garlic cloves


Short cut.  This yearly process is my savior in the kitchen.

Step one:  buy bulk peeled garlic.  It's not quite so fresh as a head from my favorite market, but if it's been unused on the counter for a month, that's not fresh either.








Pulsed to a paste





Step two:  put one pound at a time into the food processor.  Pulse until it becomes a very coarse paste.








Bagged and flattened


Ready for the freezer

Step three: place about 3/4 of cup into zip-able small plastic bags.  Squeeze out the air and flatten.

Step four:  Double bag and freeze.



To use:  break off  "clove" size pieces to use according to the recipe.  Done.  No more mincing until next year.