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Apple Pie Oatmeal

I have been preparing Apple Pie Oatmeal for my son, James, for 24 years.  My 94-year old father requested some the other day so I made up a huge batch, warm and fragrant with cinnamon, apples and vanilla.  I packaged them up in individual portions and popped them in his freezer ready to be heated in the microwave and enjoyed for breakfast or a nutritious snack.  I made an even bigger batch for my niece, Meg, and her brother, Christopher, as part of their Christmas presents.  Both are students at University of Florida, living off campus in apartments and probably starving all the time.  While chopping and stirring James passed through the kitchen and asked, “What ‘cha makin’, Mama?  Sure smells good!”  “Why, apple pie oatmeal, son.  Here, have a taste.”  He had always loved it and asked if I would make some for him to take to his office.  Please!  Why would I ever stop now?  I started making this when he was a baby and he loved it from the first bite.  When he could feed himself I pulled a chair up to his high chair and read to him, often from the A. A.  Milne boxed set of “The World of Christopher Robin” and “The World of Pooh” that Mama gave me when I was just a little girl.  Never leaving our little house in Victoria Park, we traveled to London often, sometimes India and occasionally  Spain.  Enjoying his oatmeal and sneaking sips of my cafe con leche,  James loved it all!  We read poems of naughty children and grumpy kings, of traveling down the Amazon and the glory of butter.  We laughed at runaway balloons and big, red india-rubber balls.  And always, always delphiniums (blue) and geraniums (red).  Here’s to you, boy!

“FORGIVEN”   by  A. A. Milne

I found a little beetle, so that Beetle was his name, And I called him Alexander and he answered just the same.  I put him in a match-box, and I kept him all the day……………………………………………………………………………..  And Nanny let my beetle out…………………………………………………………………….  Yes, Nanny let my beetle out……………………………………………………………………..   She went and let my beetle out………………………………………………………………..   And Beetle ran away.

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This is an incredibly healthful yet mouth-watering recipe.  I use only organic apples, organic oats and almond milk instead of cow’s.  For sweetening I use stevia and a bit of honey to cut any bitterness the stevia may impart but all of these ingredients may be substituted for conventional products.  I freeze individual portions in baggies, just make certain all the air is squeezed out of the plastic bag,  then transfer the oatmeal to a microwave safe plastic bowl to defrost overnight in the refrigerator.  Sometimes I add a cap of almond milk to the defrosted oatmeal to thin it out a bit.  I don’t peel the apples but feel free if you don’t care for the peel.  I love this recipe…I even like it cold.  I mean, really…it’s apple pie!

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Apple Pie Oatmeal

  • Servings: 10-12
  • Difficulty: easy
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  • 2 pounds apples, cored and chopped into 1/2″ pieces
  • 4 cups almond milk or conventional milk
  • 1 cup water
  • 3 cups old-fashioned oats
  • 2 tablespoons honey
  • stevia or sugar to taste
  • 2 teaspoons cinnamon
  • 2 teaspoons vanilla extract
  1. Add apples, milk and water to a heavy bottomed pot and bring to a boil.  Drop the temperature to medium-low and simmer for 10 minutes or until apples are firm but fork tender.
  2. Add the oats and mix in well.  Simmer the oats for 5 minutes, stirring occasionally.
  3.  Add the stevia or sugar, cinnamon and vanilla stirring well.  Taste for any adjustments needed.
  4. Serve with a drizzle of milk.
  5. If freezing allow to come to room temperature.

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Shrimp and Grits…yes, please

Last week we had a monstrous hurricane bearing down on us and after getting the house and yard storm ready all I could think of was the enormous amount of beautiful dolphin, wild caught shrimp, grass-fed beef and organic chicken lounging in my freezer.  We lose power in our house about the time a storm picks up off the coast of Africa.  It takes nothing for us to lose power.  I hate it.  A car can drive by and all of a sudden, flicker-flicker, and flat silence descends.  No sound, no light, no cooling ceiling fans and no AC.  The worst!  And then, of course, things start thawing and dripping in my freezer.  Not knowing if we would get a direct hit from Hurricane Matthew, and I thank God everyday that we did not, I figured I’d cook up a large portion of my frozen treasures and we would eat like kings for a few days.  Here in south Florida we are blessed with a type of shrimp called Key West Pinks, so sweet, succulent and, yes, pink.  And although their season peaks in June, they’re still quite easy to find in seafood markets.  I quickly steamed a few pounds in a spicy lemony broth and set them aside for us to enjoy cold with cocktail sauce.  I had all kinds of food items in my refrigerator that I was loath to toss.  Bacon, peppers, milk, cream, butter, cheese…what’s a girl to do?

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Well, I’ll tell you what this girl did.  I prepared for dinner the most luxurious, creamy dish of Shrimp and  Grits this side of heaven.  I always have grits on hand, good grits.  Slow cooking, stone ground grits.  Not that highly processed, quick or instant, grocery store mess.  All watery and bland.  No.  I like coarsely ground grits, loaded with texture and full of corn flavor that easily stand alone on their own merit.  In fact, these are the grits you almost want to eat without anything on top but then I think of the sweet Pinks.  I daydream of the bacon seasoned sauce puddling on top of creamy, white grits and I’m back on board.  Oh, and by the way, Trader Joe’s store brand grits are really super if you don’t have a grist mill down the street.  The shrimp will be gone in two seconds flat but you’ll probably have some grits left over.   It can be gently warmed again the following day and eaten as is with nothing added but a quick grind of black pepper.  The grits will take about 30 minutes to prepare so don’t start cooking your shrimp until the grits are almost done.  If the grits get too thick it can be thinned out with a little warmed milk, half and half or cream.   Pork is usually included in the shrimp mixture.  Bacon, andouille sausage and Tasso are typically put into service.  My first choice is bacon as its saltiness really brings out the sweetness of the shrimp.  Andouille is good but I find its taste completely overwhelms the delicate flavors of both the shrimp and grits.  Tasso is wonderful but it’s also strong plus can be difficult to find.  This, Gentle Reader, is comfort food at its best.  As there is such a difference in wild caught shrimp versus farmed so is there a vast difference in stone ground grits as opposed to highly processed, quick or instant.   Make the effort to find wild caught shrimp and stone ground grits.  You’ll be positively delighted at the difference they make in your dishes.  I hope you enjoy these two recipes as much as my entire family does.  They’ll do ya proud!

Creamy Grits and Collards...it's a natural!
Creamy Grits and Collards…it’s a natural!

Shrimp and Grits

  • Servings: 8
  • Difficulty: easy
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Grits

  • 1 3/4 cups stone ground grits
  • 2 teaspoons salt
  • 5 1/2 cups water
  • 2 cups whole milk
  • 1 1/2 cups heavy cream
  • 4 tablespoons butter
  • 4 ounces cream cheese
  1. In a large, heavy pot bring the water and salt to a boil then reduce the heat to low.
  2. Using a whisk or large wooden spoon, stir the water in a circular motion while slowly pouring in grits and stirring constantly.
  3. When the grits begin to thicken add the milk, cream and butter.  Stir until all the ingredients are incorporated.
  4. Cook over low heat for 30 minutes or until grits are tender, stirring often.
  5. Add the cream cheese and mix until the cheese has melted into the grits.
  6. Cover, set aside and keep warm on low.

Shrimp

  • 5 slices thick sliced bacon, cut into matchstick size pieces
  • 1 cup chopped onion
  • 1 red bell pepper, chopped
  • 1 large garlic clove, finely minced or grated
  • 1 tablespoon butter
  • 1/4 cup half and half or heavy cream
  • 2 pounds wild caught uncooked shrimp, peeled and deveined
  • 1 lemon, juiced
  • 1/2 cup white wine
  • salt and pepper to taste
  • serve with Tabasco sauce or Crystal Hot sauce on the side, optional
  1. Place the bacon pieces in a medium size skillet and cook over medium heat until crisp, 6-10 minutes.
  2. Using a slotted spoon, remove the bacon and set aside in a small bowl.  Leave the bacon drippings in the pan.
  3.  To the bacon drippings add the onion, bell pepper and garlic and cook over moderate heat until the onions are clear and soft but not brown, about 5 minutes or so.
  4. Add the butter and stir until melted.  Add the shrimp, lemon juice and white wine.  Stir well to cook evenly.  Cook until shrimp just turn pink.
  5. Quickly add reserved bacon and stir well and remove from heat.
  6. Spoon warm grits in shallow soup bowls.
  7. Using a slotted spoon top grits with shrimp
  8. Pour remaining sauce evenly over shrimp and grits.
  9. Serve immediately.

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Pumpkin Tres Leches Bread Pudding

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Okay, so I guess I slowly climbed on the pumpkin band wagon.  It’s not the pumpkin flavored coffees at Starbucks.  I can’t stand flavors in my morning coffee…too much like candy and certainly not enough kick.  Nor is it the stand of cinnamon brooms whose scent assaults my olfactory system like a WWII blitzkrieg the moment I step foot in Publix.  No.  It was something as simple as two girl’s weekends, both with girls from college, one was sorority sisters and the other girls that I love.  It got me to thinking about college days.  And Fall.  I went to Mercer University in Macon, Georgia where we had seasons.  That’s where I saw leaves change color for the first time.  I thought how I walked across the beautiful southern campus; orange, yellow and red leaves bouncing and spinning on gusts of wind as if doing cartwheels.  Kind of like sorority sister Anne B. who, drunk and making her way across campus late one night, fell on her face in the middle of a cart-wheel and knocked out her big front tooth.  The whole thing.  Yup.  Serves her right, though.  She was never particularly nice to me plus she had borrowed a very expensive pair of gold earrings and when she finally returned them  to me one had been completely destroyed.  Apparently she had stepped on it.  But she was very, very sorry.  Anyway, where ever she is, she’s running around with a fake front tooth.  Those Autumn nights were chilly for us Florida girls.  In my mind’s eye I can see the wool plaid tweed car coat Daddy had special ordered for me.  A soft, tobacco brown with ebony black and pumpkin gold flecks.  It was sumptuous and luxurious.  Striding across campus to get to class on time, I’d turn the collar up and dig my hands deep into my pockets to stay warm.   In the dorm it was  cozyand comfortable and on weekends music would spill out of our rooms into the halls as we got ready for our dates and went from room to room sharing cocktails before we went out.  Those were the days of albums and turntables.  We listened to everything!  Boz Scaggs, Steely Dan, Marshall Tucker, Allman Brothers, the Eagles, Grinderswitch, Lynyrd Skynyrd and Wet Willie had us singing and dancing like you wouldn’t even believe.  That was our kind of finger poppin’ music.  As I walked out of my dorm with girlfriends or on a date with my boyfriend, you could almost touch the excitement in the darkness, the sensation of anticipation in the frosty, brittle darkness.  Our eyes sparkled from the cold as we laughed, chatted and guzzled booze in the chilly night air.  Fraternity parties were held outdoors on the patio of the lodges.  Mammoth speakers were set up inside and out, as were the kegs and garbage cans filled with grain punch.  More Atlanta Rythym Section, Doobie Brothers and Bachman-Turner Overdrive and Boston.   Lord, I think back and laugh.  Those days celebrated the folly of youth and  the good looks that come with it.  I’ll stop at the risk of divulging any ancient secrets.  But, hey!  Try this way easy bread pudding.  It’s Fall and time for a little pumpkin!

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Pumpkin Tres Leches Bread Pudding

  • Servings: 10-12
  • Difficulty: easy
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  • 9 cups dense day  old bread. French, challah and brioche are all excellent
  • 2 tablespoons butter, melted
  • 5 eggs, well beaten
  • 2 1/2 cups whole milk
  • 1 14-ounce can sweetened condensed milk
  • 1 5-ounce can evaporated milk
  • 1 15-ounce can pumpkin, plain
  • 2 teaspoons vanilla extract
  • 2 teaspoons pumpkin pie spice
  • 1 teaspoon cinnamon
  • pinch of salt
  1. Pre-heat oven to 350°.
  2. Spray a 9X13 pan with nonstick cooking spray.
  3. Cut bread into 1″ cubes and place into the baking pan in an even layer.  Drizzle melted butter over the top.
  4. In a large bowl mix the remaining ingredients well, making certain all ingredients are well mixed.  I use a large whisk.
  5. Pour the egg mixture evenly over the cubed bread.
  6. Press the bread down gently to help soak up the egg mixture.  You can use the back of a mixing spoon.  I’ve even used my hands.
  7. Cover and set aside for 15 minutes so the bread absorbs the egg mixture.
  8. Uncover and bake for 50-60 minutes.  Check for doneness at 50 minutes as the baking time depends on the denseness of the bread.
  9. When the top of the bread springs back after being touched the pudding is done.
  10. It can be served warm or cold as is or drizzled with some cream, caramel or chocolate sauce.  Some toasted pecan pecans are nice sprinkled on top of each serving.  The possibilities are almost endless!

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Colossal, Gooey Pumpkin and Dulce de Leche Cinnamon Rolls

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These Pumpkin and Dulce de Leche Cinnamon Rolls are the stuff dreams are made of.  They are a twice a year indulgence.  These are the cinnamon rolls you fantasize about serving Christmas morning but are too exhausted from all the hustle and bustle to actually make them.  But I’m going to tell you how you can.  Huge, soft clouds of sweet golden dough are perfect to sop up the rich caramel sauce and barely tangy glaze.  I don’t know what made me want to make them.  I enjoy baking; I love working with dough.  But I’ve got to tell ya, I had to make these over and over again.  Without thinking I dumped cup after cup of flour into the mixer bowl and suddenly thought, “Wait…how many cups was that?”  Into the garbage went butter, egg, sugar and who knows how much flour.  Now, you can buy ready-made dulce de leche but let’s at least start out with homemade.  Over and over I’d realize mid-way through baking the caramel that I had forgotten to cover the pan tightly with tin foil.  Or I forgot to put the pan with the condensed milk into a larger pan filled with water.  Or I just plain forgot what time I put the pan in the oven and cooked the milk way too long and, again, had to trash it.  I didn’t remember the butter chunks had to be added to the top of the rolled out dough until the pans had been baking for a good 10 minutes.  It went on and on like this.  What could be so important that I couldn’t count 5 cups of flour?  My boy.  That’s what.  My boy will be 25, twenty-five tomorrow.  How did that happen?  I’ll tell ya how.  We blinked.  Yesterday I was yelling at him that if he made me late for work ONE MORE TIME I was going to leave him at home and he would have to take a cab to grade school.  A cab.   When he was six.  As if.  Now he leaves for work in Miami and takes the early train, never late for that!  Nuh uh.  So the years have sped by…flown by actually.  I’m certain all parents feel this way but when he was born we knew he was special.  And there was nothing, NOTHING, I wouldn’t do for that boy.  When it was snack day for us in Pre-K I agonized over what I would bake.  Lemon muffins with a key lime topping and seedless grapes?  Or would chocolate chip granola bars and apple slices be better?  And I know some of his classmates parents thought we were the meanest parnts on the panet.  We didn’t take him to Disney World until he was in, I don’t know, first grade?  Awful, huh?  No video games in our house, either.  No, tennis, baseball and friends were priorities.  And reading.  Jimmy and I would get our cocktails and we took turns reading out loud to James.  We read fabulous British and French story books, hooting and hollering all the while at the atrocities committed.  Pirate fights, naughty children getting spanked and the odd child losing both parents at sea to be reunited months later in a Paris bistro were our favorites.  Jimmy had James surfing the web at two years old.  Our boy was expected to participate in the oratorical competitions at church…all of them.  As a result he grew up relaxed and comfortable speaking before large groups of people and, to this day, holds his own quite well in all social settings, from the homeless shelter to Harvard’s Kennedy School.  James embraced his Greek and Puerto Rican roots even when some of his classmates ridiculed him.  As a parent it’s so easy to dismiss any schoolyard taunts by telling your child, “Oh, honey, just let it roll off your back.  Don’t pay attention to them.”  Now I know that boy’s not perfect but he held his head high and that’s not easy.  He never started a fight but he never ran from one.  And after all that school ridiculing he speaks Greek and Spanish.  Jimmy teases me and says I’m James’ biggest cheerleader and guess what?  I AM.  I am so proud of him.  He gives of himself unconditionally.  He gives time to his elders.  He respects and appreciates their opinions.  He’s curious about the world and wholeheartedly receives other cultures with open arms.  We pushed him to discover other countries and off he went.  We’re just plain crazy about him.  We like him and he likes us.  So when my boy wakes up tomorrow, on his 25th birthday, he’s getting these decadent, crazy good cinnamon rolls.  Happy birthday, boysie!!!

A few of James' favorite things along with everyone's favorite...the tender, gooey center!
A few of James’ favorite things along with everyone’s favorite…the tender, gooey center!

There’s nothing like the scent of caramel and cinnamon baking to make you smile and be glad you’re alive.  These pillows of sweet delight can be almost completely assembled the night before and, while they’re chilling in the fridge and you’re asleep, they’ll also be rising, ready to be baked the following morning.

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These rolls can now rise overnight covered in the refrigerator or in a warm corner of your kitchen for 20 minutes.  In one of my kitchen drawers I keep a thin, plastic ruler to measure dough, the size of pans etc.  This is my favorite ruler because it has measurements on one side and the presidents on the other.  I know… geeky.  Anyway, mark off your dough so that all the rolls are the same size thus baking evenly.  This recipe yields 12 colossal cinnamon rolls or 24 regular servings.

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And this is the only way I cut them.  With unwaxed, unscented dental floss.  Any knife you use, I don’t care how sharp it is, will smash the soft dough and, to add to your woes, force out the dulce de leche filling.  After lightly scoring the dough to mark your 12 or 24 portions, slide the dental floss under the dough “log” and align the floss to the first marking on either end.  Cross both ends of the floss as if you were going to tie a knot but instead of looping the floss to tie it continue pulling both ends and the floss will slice the dough cleanly  and evenly.  For the dulce de leche, it may be store-bought but it’s so simple to make that I strongly suggest you try it, if you haven’t already, and then you won’t be giving your family all those chemicals we all like to avoid.  A quick recipe is in the archives.  Just put in “dulce de leche” in the search box toward the upper right of this page.  When the rolls have finished baking and have cooled just slightly, slide them whole, not pulled apart, out of the baking pan onto a large serving tray, preferably on with a lip.  Drizzle the glaze all over the hot rolls and let it ooze down the sides.  Heaven!  To re-heat after they’ve cooled completely 10-15 seconds in the microwave will have them tasting as though they just came out of the oven.

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Pumpkin and Dulce de Leche Cinnamon Rolls

  • Servings: 12 colossal rolls or 24 smaller single portions
  • Difficulty: medium
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  • 2 (1/4 ounce) sachets of yeast
  • 1 cup warm water, 110°-115°f
  • 1/2 cup butter, room temperature
  • 3/4 cup canned pumpkin, plain
  • 1/2 cup sugar
  • 1 large egg, room temperature
  • 1 teaspoon salt
  • 5 cups all-purpose flour
  • 3/4 cup dulce de leche
  • 1 teaspoon cinnamon, more if you like
  • 1/4 cup butter, cold and cut into small cubes
  1. When ready to bake pre-heat oven to 350°.
  2. Place yeast and warm water in a small bowl and allow yeast to bloom or “foam”, 5-10 minutes.  Set aside.
  3. In a large mixing bowl or stand-up mixer cream the 1/2 cup butter  and pumpkin until light and fluffy.
  4. Add the sugar and beat well.
  5. Add the yeast mixture and mix well.
  6. Add the salt to the flour and mix well then add the flour mixture to the pumpkin mixture.  Beat well.
  7. Knead the dough with a dough hook or by hand until it’s smooth and satiny, about 5 minutes.
  8. Lightly butter a large bowl, place the dough in it, cover and allow to rise in a warm corner of your kitchen for 1 hour or until double in bulk.
  9. Punch down the dough and, on a lightly floured counter, gently roll the dough into a 24″X12″ rectangle.  It doesn’t have to be perfect but you do want the height to be even and flat.
  10. Spread the dulce de leche evenly over the dough leaving a 1″ border around the rectangle.
  11. Sprinkle the cinnamon evenly over the dulce de leche followed by the cold cubes of butter.
  12. Working from the long side, tightly roll up the dough.  Pinch the dough to make a seam along the loose length.
  13. Measure and mark your dough.  Cut with floss into even pieces; either 12 or 24.
  14. Place in a buttered 9″X13″ pan, 2 buttered 9″X13″ pans if you’re making 24 rolls.
  15. Loosely cover pan/pans with wax paper and allow to rise in a warm corner for 20 minutes or place, covered, in the refrigerator to rise overnight.  Let the dough warm up outside the refrigerator 15 minutes or so prior to baking.
  16. Place in a pre-heated oven and bake for 25-30 minutes or until they are golden brown on top and fully baked.
  17. Remove from oven and, in pan, cool on rack for 10-15 minutes.
  18. Transfer from baking pan to serving tray and pour glaze over the tops of the rolls allowing to spill down the sides.

Glaze

  • 1/4 cup cream cheese, room temperature
  • 4 tablespoons butter, room temperature
  • 1 tablespoon milk
  • 1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract
  • pinch of salt
  • 1 cup confectioners sugar
  1. With a whisk, combine cream cheese, butter, milk, vanilla extract and salt.
  2. Add confectioners sugar and whisk until completely smooth.
  3. Glaze recipe may be doubled if baking two pans.

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Spaghetti Squash Hash Browns and they’re good for you!

Here’s a little quickie to help you take a stand against temptation this weekend.  Wait.  Are you really going to pretend you’re  not going to be tempted?  C’mon.  We’re all going to brunch.  We’ll all have a couple of mimosas at home then maybe move on to bloodies once we arrive at the restaurant.  Oftentimes it’s downhill from there.  Plates appear dripping with crunchy, smokey bacon shyly peaking out from under the heavy drip of a lemony hollandaise and a small mountain of crispy, oniony hash browned potatoes…who can resist?  And then there’s that guy.  You know the one.  He orders the thick-cut, maple, cinnamon, praline, cream cheese stuffed french toast.  With extra butter and syrup on the side.  Ugh.  Kill me now!  It’s got to taste beyond heavenly.  But guess what?  I didn’t work all week at feeling good and looking good to blow it all BEFORE I get to brunch.  I exercise five days a week.  And I try hard to have my cocktails only on the weekend.  Yes, I watch what I eat but I indulge myself regularly with healthful treats.  So no.  I won’t be blowing it at brunch either.  Preparation is half the battle and I, for one, will.be.prepared.  Oh, yes.  I think treating yourself well during the week makes a huge difference in health, weight loss and mind-set and that includes breakfast Saturday mornings.  If brunch is on Sunday then errands are on Saturday, meaning fuel up for another long day.  My family LOVES roasted spaghetti squash so I typically have it on hand.  What better way to make “hash browns” than with leftover, roasted spaghetti squash?  Great texture and mild taste make it the perfect side.  Simple as A-B-C and topped with a fresh, organic egg, Saturday’s looking better already.  A little tomato or leftover vegetables on the side and you may find yourself looking forward to “errand day”.  And by having this luxurious breakfast I find I have more resolve at Sunday brunch.  The frittata of the day with an extra side of salad sounds really good to me…why, yes, please,  I’d love another bloody!

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Okay, I have to make an admission here.  The reason the photo above doesn’t really show the squash hash browns is because I ate it all before I realized I hadn’t taken any final shots.  I’m crazy about this stuff.  Spaghetti squash is the healthful, fabulous, take-on-any-flavor food of the year.  Already roasted and added to a hot pan with a little oil?  Well, you’re just about to have a bit of heaven on earth!  One pan.  Quick and easy.  Fried, poached, scrambled or hard-boiled, eggs pair beautifully with it.  If you don’t do eggs heat up those leftover vegetables from the night before, in the same pan with the squash, add another touch of oil and you’ll have a meal from an elegant restaurant.  These breakfast hacks will help keep your waistline intact and leaving you feeling good.  GOOD.  How many times have you felt light AND full after eating a plateful of potatoes?

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Spaghetti Squash Hash Browns

  • Servings: 2
  • Difficulty: easy
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  • coconut oil, olive oil or non-stick cooking spray to coat the pan
  • 1/2 of a small spaghetti squash, already roasted
  • 2 eggs or the toppings of your choice for two
  • salt and pepper to taste
  1. Over medium-low heat, lightly coat the bottom of a non-stick pan with oil.
  2. Place squash in the pan and cut into two even pieces with a rubber spatula or wooden spoon.  Let the squash brown slowly, about 5 minutes.
  3. Turn squash to brown the other side, adding a bit more oil if needed.
  4. Add eggs or toppings to the pan, alongside the squash.  Cook until the eggs are done to your liking.  Cover the pan if you wish to cook the whites of the eggs fully.
  5.  Season with salt and pepper to taste and serve immediately.

 

Breakfast Egg Cups…perfect for your commute!

Morning comes awfully early when one has a commute.  And I don’t know anyone who wants to sit down to a hearty breakfast the minute they open their sleepy little eyes.  It seems we all hit the floor running and don’t stop until we literally run out of gas.  My son, James, has never been a lover of the too-soon breakfast and we’ve tangled with this since he was in kindergarten.  At the tender age of five I struggled to offer him something healthful AND tasty.  While he was in school I drove way out on Powerline Road to a roadside stand and bought just picked produce.  Money was tight and I could little afford to waste a thin dime but I was determined that James would have the best I could give him.  I bought a little of this and little of that.  Zucchini, tomatoes, green beans and strawberries were staples.   Dawn broke and I would schlep to the kitchen trying to put together a breakfast that would interest James while, at the same time, hold him in good stead.  What a struggle!  “Mama, I can’t!”, was typically his response when he brought his plates to the kitchen.  We still laugh about this but one day I exploded.  Yes.  I popped.  I’ve been told, after the fact, that I’m a little scary when I get mad.  I ranted and raved and carried on, “What?  What is it I can fix for you that you’ll eat?  WHAT?”.  That sweet, little boy looked up at me and earnestly answered, “Coffee and a pretzel?”  Can you even?  Lord, I laughed so hard I probably tinkled in my pants.  And those strawberries I could ill afford?  They were found a long time later when I found the strength to move the sofa in order to clean.  Though we all know a good breakfast is crucial for a productive day the struggle continues.  I know my boy is NOT going to lose a precious five minutes of sleep in order to throw together a breakfast he can eat on the train or in his office.  And that’s where Mama comes in.  That boy is going to be moving out, and soon, but until then I can pack a pretty and healthful breakfast….one that will keep him fueled until 1:00 or 2:00 in the afternoon.

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These egg cups are easy, versatile, healthful and filling.  Paired with fresh fruit, your family will thank you.  Truly.  You’re going to start hearing, “Thanks, Mom!” more and more.  They can be made with fresh eggs, egg whites or Egg Beaters.  I use fresh eggs and always, always organic.  The recipe I’m posting calls for sausage and vegetables but any and all may be substituted for any other filling.  Cubed ham, chorizo, spinach, kale, chopped tomatoes, scallions, cheddar, parmesan and mozzarella are just a few ideas.  Leftover crab or shrimp are also tasty morsels.  So go crazy.  Your family will love them!

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Breakfast Egg Cups

  • Servings: 12
  • Difficulty: easy
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  • 8 large eggs, lightly beaten
  • 1 pound sweet Italian turkey sausage, in bulk or out of casings
  • 2-3 scallions, chopped, green tops included
  • 2 medium zucchini, grated
  • 1 bunch fresh basil leaves, chopped
  • 1 handful fresh spinach leaves, chopped (optional)
  • 12 grape tomatoes
  • 1 cup 2% reduced fat cheddar cheese, grated
  • salt and pepper to taste
  1. Spray a non-stick spray all over the top of a 12-cup muffin tin and set aside.
  2. Pre-heat oven to 350°.
  3. In a large, non-stick skillet brown the sausage, breaking up any large clumps with the back of a spoon.  You don’t want any large pieces as they’re too big for the muffin cups.  If you’re using pork sausage drain it well.
  4. To the turkey add the scallions, zucchini, basil and spinach.  Mix well and continue to cook until the vegetables have wilted.  Remove from heat to cool.
  5. While the sausage mixture cools pour the eggs evenly into the sprayed muffin cups.  I find using a 1/4 measuring cup makes this quick and simple.
  6. Taste the sausage/vegetable mixture for salt and pepper and adjust seasonings.  I find the sausage adds plenty of salt so I add only pepper.
  7. Divide the sausage mixture evenly between the muffin cups, gently pressing the filling down.
  8. Place one tomato in the center of each egg cup.
  9. If using cheese, sprinkle over each egg cup.
  10. Bake egg cups for 20-25 minutes or until puffy and golden on the edges.
  11. Allow to cool completely before refrigerating.  I store each one in individual plastic bags.  To re-heat I place as many egg cups as needed on a plate and zap in the microwave for 20-30 seconds.  If you’re heating just one for the road, 15 seconds on a plate is perfect then drop it back in the bag it lived in when in the refrigerator and you’re good to go.

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Make it Mofongo

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In Puerto Rico if pork is king, and by the way it is, then the prince would have to be the exquisite plantain…in all its forms.  Plantains can be boiled, baked or fried.  They can be mashed, shredded or creamed.  Green or ripe, the starchy member of the banana family is a favorite through out the Latin Caribbean and is used in a myriad of dishes including stuffed into many a Puerto Rican Thanksgiving turkey! Although its roots hail from Africa, the plantain immigrated and laid down permanent roots in Puerto Rico, the Dominican Republic, Cuba, Jamaica, Colombia, Peru through to the Amazon region.  To say plantains are wildly popular in these places is an understatement.  Mofongo is made from fried green plantains which are then mashed in a mortar and pestle with fresh garlic, salt and olive oil.  It can be served alone or with crispy pork cracklins mashed in.  Often a well is fashioned in the middle of the mofongo mass and spicy shrimp or lobster or savory chicken or pork chunks  are stuffed in.  A small bowl of homemade chicken broth is served on the side to wet the dish.  It’s crazy good!  We NEVER had mofongo at my grandparent’s house in Puerto Rico.  Every once in a blue moon my grandmother would prepare tostones for us, which are like flat, round plantain fries; crunchy and salty on the outside,  earthy and almost creamy in the middle.  But mofongo?  Uh uh.  Not in our house.  Even so, when I lived in Puerto Rico as a young girl  in her 20’s, I discovered the glory and wonder of the mashed plantain at the beach with friends.  Mofongo is made all over the island but is especially good at the beach.

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A good number of beaches boast kiosks which sell all manner of local island fare and are known for their mouth-watering dishes, mofongo being one of them.  I remember my first bowl was stuffed with local crab.  One bite and I was head over heels in love.  You’ll often here laughter when crabs are discussed on the island.  Local crabs are sometimes fed by hand and almost raised as family pets.  The incredible sweetness of the meat will convince you as to the love of local seafood.  Often at these kiosks when seafood is ordered, the person who is preparing your meal in front of you will mention in passing, “You’ll love these little fried fish!  They come from the waters a couple of miles down the road.  You can’t get them anywhere else on the island.”  Rum and rum drinks are sold with a smile to anyone old enough to order.   The beat of salsa and reggaeton spills down the beach.  Gorgeous girls stroll up and down the beach and, as in so many post-colonial territories, they walk hand-in-hand or arm-in-arm, as sisters would.  The water is almost always clear as an aquamarine… you’ll want to stay all day… with two fingers of local rum and a bowl of mofongo.  Buen Provecho!

Mofongo

  • Servings: 5-6 cups
  • Difficulty: easy
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  • 7-8 green plantains
  • 1-2 large garlic cloves
  • 1 tablespoon salt
  • 5-6 tablespoons olive oil to taste
  • vegetable oil for frying

 

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When you go to the store make certain you purchase plantains and not green sweet bananas.  You cannot peel and eat green plantains raw.  Notice in the photo above plantains have three or four, sometimes five ridges or sides running up and down the plantains.  A small paring knife is all you need to score each ridge from top to bottom to make peeling easy.  Use your finger or the paring knife to ease under the peel, separating the skin from the plantain.  Work from section to section.  Cut the plantains in 1″-1 1/2″  pieces and drop into a bowl with water that has been salted, 2-3 tablespoons of salt will do.  After 15 minutes, drain, dry and set aside.

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While the vegetable oil is heating up in your frying pan, crush the garlic and salt together in a mortar and pestle to make a smooth paste.  Set aside.

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Pour vegetable in a large frying pan over medium heat.  When hot carefully place as many plantain pieces in pan as will fit, cut sides up and down and fry for 7 minutes.  You don’t want to brown them just cook them so adjust the temperature accordingly.  After the first 7 minutes turn the plantains over and fry for another 7 minutes.  Drain on paper towels and fry the remaining pieces the same way; 7 minutes on each side.  While the last plantains are frying take 3-4 of the cooked, drained pieces and drop into the garlic-salt mixture in the mortar.  Using the pestle, crush the cooked plantains to make a fairly smooth mash.  Add 1-2 tablespoons of good olive oil and salt to taste to each batch of mashed plantains.  Leave the mash in the mortar as you add more and more chunks of plantains.  Work quickly while the fried plantains are warm so they absorb the flavors of the salt, garlic and olive oil.  Continue until all plantain pieces have been fried and mashed.  Serve immediately or as soon as you can.

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