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Friend.

Foe.

Peace summit.

I’m not sure what possessed me to make a pie on a particularly hormonal pregnancy day. My mind was reeling after hours of nursery furniture research (not as fun as it sounds) and if you’ve ever made a pie from scratch, you know it’s best to have a clear head when you embark on the challenge that is pie crust. But summer fruit…it calls to me. It begs to be cradled in pastry and consumed with a wide assortment of sweetened dairy products. I made a quick blackberry pie (with store-bought crust) last week when I visited my brother and sister-in-law in Oregon, and once I had a taste, I knew more fruit pies were in my future.

The filling was a no-brainer. California peaches are spectacular right now, and this recipe is a nice twist on a traditional peach pie. And unlike most fruit pies, it only requires one crust, using a streusel topping in lieu of the usual top layer of pastry. I accepted the challenge and embarked on a crust making adventure that landed my first attempt directly in the trash. Why? Well, it combined butter and shortening, and I have come to the conclusion that because the two fats are different textures, it’s hard to mix them together and get a uniform consistency (i.e., those “pea-sized crumbles” of fat coated with flour). Consequently, rolling such a crust is a giant pain in the rear. I nearly turned to a frozen pie crust when I remembered my mom’s technique: use only shortening, and don’t chill the dough before you roll it out. It goes against most recipes you see for pie crust, but it’s how she learned to make it, and hers is pretty darn tasty. You can see my finished product, above, and while it’s far from perfect, I have to say it rolled out MUCH easier and tasted good, to boot.

So despite my love of butter, I may be a Crisco convert. And once again, mother knows best.

Breakfast of Choice

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Like most who are with child, I go through phases where I obsess over particular foods/food combinations, eating them again and again until they no longer appeal to me. For the past two weeks, I’ve been focused on a breakfast inspired by Cafe Gouda, a favorite restaurant from my days in the small town of Hickory, NC. Cafe Gouda opened its doors less than a mile from our first apartment together, and when I discovered a creation called The Rapp I stopped there many a morning for a perfectly satisfying breakfast treat. The components are simple: whole wheat tortilla, peanut butter, vanilla yogurt, sliced banana, granola and a generous drizzle of honey.

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All (w)rapped up in a perfect breakfast package.

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I don’t think this obsession will fade anytime soon.

No Wine, Plenty of Lavender

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So this is what summer looks like outside of San Francisco! Plants are blooming. The sun is shining. Bees are buzzing around, doing what they do best.

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And to think, this beauty exists right across the Golden Gate Bridge in that magical land known as Wine Country. Santa Rosa, to be exact. Corey and I were invited to the Matanzas Creek Days of Wine and Lavender event. I visited Matanzas Creek once before, but during the winter when the grounds were a little less vibrant. This weekend showed why Matanzas Creek is equally known for its scenic beauty and its Bennett Valley wines.

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(Gratuitous baby bump shot – now scented with lavender!)

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The lavender garden almost made me forget the fact that I’m not currently able to drink the beverage that attracts most people to Wine Country. Fortunately, my partner was more than willing to taste on my behalf and describe each wine in great detail. And even more fortunately, Days of Wine and Lavender included a delicious array of foods infused with the fragrant purple herb. The spread was beautifully displayed in a shady area below the Matanzas Creek tasting room.

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We started with some redefined picnic fare: Creamy Coleslaw, Rancho Gordo Three Bean Salad with Sundried Tomato Dressing and Fresh Basil, and Lavender Roasted Chicken. The chicken was perfectly moist and juicy, and the lavender essence was subtle and lovely. The two salads provided a cool complement to the roasted meat.

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Plate number two, a.k.a. Pregnant Beth’s Perfect Meal. Matanzas Creek Spice-Rubbed Hangar Steak with Frites, Sausalito Farms Watercress and Cabernet Ketchup. The steak was tender and the lavender spice was more pronounced in this dish; I thought the bold flavor was a good pairing for the hearty meat. And while they contained no lavender, the fries were the standout of this dish. I don’t know how the winery culinary team managed to fry such perfect fries with an outdoor deep fryer, but oh my word. I could have eaten a vat of these smothered in the delectable wine-infused ketchup.

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Paired with the steak: a light Butter Lettuce Salad with Horseradish and Fine Herb & Lavender Vinaigrette.

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And while I didn’t indulge in this particular dish, I’m told the Lavender and Coconut Rock Shrimp Ceviche was pretty spectacular, especially when paired with Matanzas Creek’s 2008 Sonoma County Sauvignon Blanc.

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My bun in the oven can’t have wine or ceviche, but she loves dessert – so we sampled two. This Chocolate and Lavender-Infused Pot De Creme with Summer Berry Salad was refreshing and decadent; the mousse melted in my mouth.

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The second dessert came from an unexpected source.

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Goat’s milk ice cream from Laloo’s, a local company that completely blew me away with its rich chocolate and strawberry concoctions. Made entirely from goat’s milk and deemed “lactose friendly,” this ice cream had the flavor and consistency of gelato for a fraction of the fat and calories. Trust me when I say goat’s milk ice cream is a far cry from goat’s cheese (i.e., there’s no distinct goaty aroma or flavor – just pure deliciousness!).

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We let our food digest as we strolled around the Matanzas Creek grounds to take in the rest of the festival. The lavender barn was open, and various products were on display for smelling…

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…and tasting.

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I could have stayed in the fragrant barn all afternoon, but Corey was pulled toward a more manly activity. Bocce ball! In this scaled-down version of the game, the goal was simple: get one of two balls to land between a set of purple ribbons. Corey surveyed the landscape and took aim…

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…but the first attempt was too far from the mark.

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I stepped in to show him how it’s done. Maybe Corey was ashamed of how close my ball came to the goal, because he failed to record that moment.

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Time for round two…followed by an equally unsuccessful round three.

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But finally, success!

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Fourth time’s a charm. My man won me a beautiful bag of lavender potpourri. Thanks, honey.

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To cool off, we headed back toward the wine tasting area so Corey could enjoy a few more Matanzas Creek wines. Among his favorites: the 2007 Sonoma Valley Chardonnay and the 2008 Bennett Valley Pinot Noir.

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The most interesting tasting opportunity allowed him to sample the 2009 Jackson Park Merlot straight from the barrel, followed by the 2006 and 2002 vintages for comparison. There was a definite difference among the three – how fun to be able to taste a wine and see how it’s developed over time.

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Many thanks to the folks at Matanzas Creek (especially Chris and Michaela) for inviting us to this event. It was a class act from start to finish! I hated to leave this scenery behind…

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…especially as we headed down 101 South and saw what lay ahead of us.

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Yeah. Welcome home to San Francisco.

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Here, Have a Cookie

My sweet husband hosted a brown bag lunch to glean baby advice and parenting tips from his more experienced coworkers. It was a wonderful idea, and just one small example of the type of father he’ll be. Corey is a researcher, a planner, someone who investigates all possible solutions before settling on the most practical course of action. We all know children do not always follow a predictable path, so it’s a good thing Corey also happens to be the most easy-going and flexible man on the planet.

He asked me to bake something as a thank you to those who attend his event. Chocolate chip cookies were the easiest and most transportable option, and as I stirred up the dough I got to thinking about my own potential as a parent. For most of my 20s, I questioned whether the whole parenting thing was even for me. I loved (most) kids, but I also loved the freedom to do what I want, spend what I want, act how I want with no real responsibility to anyone other than myself and my spouse. I had great younger siblings and a fabulous niece and nephew to dote on and spoil if I was so inclined. I also had a dog who put me through the canine version of the terrible twos for most of his terrier life. Life was pretty good, as is, and my fear of change made me wonder how I could handle an addition to my small family.

The answer lies in chocolate chip cookies.

Baking has always been a selfish process for me. I almost always share the goods with others, but I select recipes based on my own tastes and preferences and use the experience to relieve stress and escape into my own little (sugary) world. It’s hard to bake with friends or family and not try to take over the entire process and do things my way.

Having a child will change all of that. Instead of rushing through the process, I’ll show her how to measure the ingredients, to stir them together, to carefully scoop dough onto a prepared pan. I’ll care less about the look of the finished product, and more about the pride my daughter will feel as she presents a lopsided cookie made especially for her daddy. And instead of giving most of my baked goods away to friends and coworkers because I don’t want so many empty calories at my beck and call, I’ll save most of them for our little family and show my child that on certain days, it’s totally necessary to have cookies and milk for lunch.

Perfect Chocolate Chip Cookies*

adapted from Cook’s Illustrated

makes about 16 cookies

* Yes. They really are perfect. Even better than this recipe, I’d say.

1 3/4 c all-purpose flour

1/2 tsp baking soda

14 tbsp unsalted butter (1 3/4 sticks)

1/2 c white sugar

3/4 c packed brown sugar (recipe suggests dark brown, but light brown is also acceptable)

1 tsp salt

2 tsp vanilla

1 large egg

1 large egg yolk

1 1/4 c chocolate chips

optional: 3/4 c chopped pecans or walnuts

Preheat oven to 375 and line two large baking sheets with parchment or silicone baking mats. Sift or whisk together the flour and baking soda in a medium bowl.

Put 10 tbsp of the butter in a medium skillet set over medium high heat. Allow the butter to melt for 2 minutes and begin to swirl it around the pan, allowing it to brown. Keep the butter moving so it doesn’t burn. Browning should take about 3 minutes and you’ll know it’s done when it smells nutty and it has a dark golden brown color. Remove the pan from the heat and use a heatsafe spatula to transfer the butter to a large, heatsafe mixing bowl. Add the remaining 4 tbsp of cold butter to the melted butter, and stir gently until it is melted.

Add the white sugar, brown sugar, vanilla and salt to the butter and whisk the ingredients together. Add the egg and egg yolk and whisk again until mixture is smooth, 30 seconds. Allow the batter to rest for 3 minutes, then whisk for 30 seconds more. Do this two more times; the end result should be thick and shiny.

Add the flour mixture and stir until just combined, about 1 minute. Gently stir in chocolate chips and nuts, if using. The batter will be soft.

Form each cookie with roughly 3 tbsp of dough (if using a cookie scoop, use a #24). Place cookies 2 inches apart on the prepared baking sheets and bake one tray at a time, 10 to 14 minutes, on the middle rack of your oven. Rotate baking sheet after 5 minutes and check the cookies at 10; you want them to be golden brown and set around the edges, but puffy in the middle. (My oven yielded perfect cookies at 12 minutes.)

Allow to cool on the pan for 1 to 2 minutes, then transfer to a wire rack to cool completely.


Cheese: It’s What’s for Dinner

Everyone knows that pregnant ladies have cravings. Most assume those cravings are for strange combinations (i.e. pickles and ice cream), but honestly, it’s not been that way for me. My cravings arise when someone talks about a specific food, or I see a specific food in a TV commercial or Food Network show, and then I cannot. stop. thinking about that food. It consumes me, and it takes every ounce of self control not to leap off the couch (or out of my office chair) and immediately leave the house to find and consume said food. Most recent cravings have included donuts (I literally dreamt about the Maple Glazed Bacon Apple donut at Dynamo Donut and knew that had to happen this weekend), salami, chocolate milk, barbecue potato chips, Pretzel M&Ms and Trader Joe’s Dried Fruit Bars. None of these foods were part of my pre-pregnancy diet, so it’s pretty interesting to see how differently my hormones interact with my taste buds.

And as for today’s recipe, it, too was born from a craving that started more than a week ago when I joined my friend Melissa for a Saturday brunch. Melissa is a great source of information on SF restaurants, and we got to talking about Blue Plate, a place known for amped-up comfort food. When Melissa started to describe the restaurant’s signature macaroni and cheese, my craving was instantaneous. Apparently it’s made with Drunken Goat cheese (a semisoft Spanish variety that’s been soaked in red wine) and topped with buttery breadcrumbs. I’ve never dined at Blue Plate, and while this conversation was certainly enough to get my hiney over there, I thought it would be more satisfying to make a similar dish at home. A Google search found that the recipe is available online – but if you look closely at said recipe, it is most definitely NOT scaled down to make four portions. Fourteen cups of liquid to make a cheese sauce for 1 pound pf pasta?! Not only does that seem way too liquidy, it also appears that it would wash out the flavor of the cheese, which – after all – is the main reason we eat mac and cheese. I used the Blue Plate recipe as a general guide, but searched a few other mac and cheese recipes to find alternate proportions for my roux and cheese sauce. The end result:

Utterly fantastic, if I do say so myself. If you’ve never had Drunken Goat cheese, the flavor is so subtle and wonderful. Neither the wine nor the goat’s milk flavor is too overpowering; it’s lightly nutty and slightly sharp, providing a perfect contrast to the tangy white cheddar that’s also included here. Even those who think they hate goat cheese (ahem – Mom) might find that this variety is much more appealing than soft and creamy variations. I’ve seen Drunken Goat in a variety of supermarkets and cheese shops in San Francisco; it’s likely you’ll find it near you, but if you can’t, you could try to substitute any semisoft goat cheese.

Both Corey and I agreed that this was a near-perfect execution of “fancy” mac and cheese. High quality cheese made it luxurious, but it didn’t go over the top (as some restaurants tend to do) with the addition of lobster, truffle oil, or other fanciful ingredients. I have no idea how it compares to the real Blue Plate version, but I’m willing to bet it’s almost as delicious – if not more so!

Beth’s Drunken Goat Mac and Cheese – inspired by Blue Plate

serves 4 to 6

2 c elbow macaroni

1.5 c whole milk

2 tbsp butter

2 tbsp flour

1 shallot, diced

5 oz shredded drunken goat cheese

4 oz shredded sharp white cheddar cheese

1/2 tsp dried mustard

dash of Tabasco or other hot sauce

dash of Worcestershire sauce

1/4 c plain breadcrumbs

1/4 c grated parmesan cheese

black pepper, to taste

Preheat oven to 400 degrees. Spray a 8×8″ baking dish with cooking spray.

Fill a medium sized pot with water and bring to a boil. Add salt (to taste) and the macaroni. Cook 6 to 7 minutes or according to package directions. Drain and set aside.

While the pasta cooks, begin the cheese sauce. Heat the milk in a small saucepan set over low heat; you want it to be warm, but not bubbling or scalded. (Note: to save time, I heated mine in the microwave using a glass measuring cup. It was perfect in 2 minutes on 50 percent power, but you have to watch it closely to make sure it doesn’t scald.) As the milk heats, melt the butter in another saucepan set over medium low heat. Add the shallot and cook for a minute or two, then add the flour. Whisk the flour, butter and shallot for about 2 minutes or until the mixture is golden and smells slightly nutty. Slowly pour in the warmed milk, whisking continuously. Continue to whisk over medium low heat until the sauce begins to thicken, 4 to 5 minutes. When thick, remove from heat and whisk in the mustard, tabasco, worcestershire, and black pepper, followed by the cheddar and drunken goat cheeses. Continue to whisk until smooth. Combine the cheese sauce with the cooked macaroni and stir well. Pour the macaroni into the prepared baking dish and top with the breadcrumbs and parmesan cheese.

Bake for 15 to 20 minutes or until the sauce is bubbly and the breadcrumb topping begins to brown. Broil for 1 to 2 minutes if you prefer a crunchy topping.