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Enter the fall.

Fall has finally come to the northern hemisphere. From here on out it is mainly about roasting veggies, drinking apple cider and baking cookies – at least for me anyway. To celebrate I decided to make beef stew. I love beef stew; it’s just what a crisp night needs. A thick sauce studded with chunks of beef, potato, carrot, onion and celery – truly a perfect autumnal dish.

Since they married in 1973 – although it predates that by about 20 years – my parents have owned a Better Homes and Garden cookbook. Bound like a three-ring binder, the book was meant for readers of the magazine to cut out recipes they like and attach a new page. Well, growing up none of us was ever patient enough to actually do that, and so there’s about 30 to 50 recipes just stuffed willy nilly into pages. Thus the book must be handled with care. Pick it up too quickly and everything flies out. Trust me, I speak from experience.

Undoubtedly I will inherit this book. That’s one benefit of being an only child, you get all the good loot eventually. When that day comes – in the very very very distant future – I will not change this system. It works, albeit in a completely chaotic way. The book, which sports a red and white checked cover, features most of my favorite recipes. The “Everyday Waffles” are the only ones I make and they always turn out perfectly. I had, and still am having, an affair with the “Chocolate Chipper” cookie. The recipe says it’s a drop cookie, but I prefer to make them bigger and hand-roll them. It makes a terrific homemade ice cream sandwich cookie.

For the fall, the book’s “Old Time Beef Stew” recipe is a classic. It’s a simple mix of beef, potatoes and carrots in a savory gravy made in the pot. Well, as we were a busy family, we never really followed the directions for the gravy part. Instead we did what all busy families do, opened a jar. Purists may scoff, but I like jarred gravy.

As they were raising a child in the 1990s, my parents thought it best that I consume green foods. So in addition to the potatoes and carrots, my mom added a can of green beans, drained and rinsed. Then, probably because my dad loves onions (a trait I share), we tossed in a bag of frozen pearl onions. Total rebels. June Cleaver just rolled in her grave.

For the past two days the weather has begun to shock itself into fall. Nighttime temps are in the mid-40s and early mornings are in the 50s. It was time to bring out that beef stew recipe. But as I was looking at it, I thought it needed more tweaking. I know, I know – hasn’t my family done enough to this poor simple stew? What’s next, leeks?!

I wanted to give the beef a little more flavor, and possibly make the final stew a bit thicker too, although it’s never lacked in that department. In the original recipe you start by patting the meat dry and browning it in oil. Well, instead of just removing all that moisture from the beef I retained it by coating the cubes in a light rub of spiced flour. This not only helps it brown, but it also further thickens the stew. And now, onto the recipe.

Lizzie’s Old Timey-Wimey Beef Stew*, a variation on a variation of Better Homes and Garden’s Old Time Beef Stew (serves 6 to 8 depending on bowl size)

Ingredients:

1 lb. stew beef, cut into 1/2 inch cubes

1/4 cup all-purpose flour

1/2 tsp. ground coriander

1/2 tsp. ground cumin

1/2 tsp. salt

1/4 tsp. black pepper

2 Tbs. neutral oil, like grapeseed or canola

2 cups hot water

1 large clove garlic

1 medium onion, sliced in to half moons

2 Bay leaves

1 Tbs. salt

1 tsp. white sugar

1/4 tsp. black pepper

dash cumin

6 carrots, cut into large chunks

6 red potatoes, cut into quarters or eighths depending on size

6 celery stalks, cut into large chunks

1 bag (12 oz) of frozen pearl onions

1 bag (12 oz) of french cut green beans

1 jar (12 oz) of beef gravy

Method (I know the ingredient list seems daunting, but stay with me):

1. Although already cut in to large chunks, I like to make my stew beef into small 1/2 inch size pieces. This allows you to stretch the meat. I hate when you make a beef stew, and there only seems to be 10 chunks of beef. If you’re feeding five people, most likely they’ll want more than two nuggets of beef in a BEEF STEW. In a bowl, combine the flour, coriander, cumin (the 1/2 tsp.), pepper (the first 1/4 tsp.), salt (the 1/2 tsp.) and the beef. Toss the beef cubes in the spiced flour, lighting coating every side. There will be excess flour mixture, just discard it.

2. In a dutch oven or stock pot, heat the oil over medium-high. Brown the beef on all sides. When browned add the 2 cups of hot water, sliced onion, whole garlic clove (peeled of course), Bay leaves, salt (the 1 Tbs.), sugar, pepper (the other 1/4 tsp.) and cumin (the dash). Cover and simmer for 1.5 hours, stirring occasionally to keep from sticking.

3. Remove Bay leaves and garlic clove. Add carrots, potatoes, celery and frozen onions. Cover and cook for 30 to 45 minutes, until the vegetables are tender.

4. Add the bag of frozen green beans and the jar of gravy. Heat through. Serve in big bowls with large spoons. Although good the day you make it, the stew is even better the next day – if it lasts that long.

*Note: Since I made this on a Saturday during the new “Doctor Who” episode (series 6, episode 12), I thought it only fitting that I call it timey-wimey.

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Ms. Green(ish) Thumbs

So April, where did you go? Have I really let another month slip by without posting? Apparently.

The first couple weeks of April were rather benign. I attended classes, completed homework and wrote articles. However, during the weekend of April 3rd, I crossed somthing off my “college to do” list: I bought plants!

What? Why are you giving me that blank look? Is that not what you expect from a college senior?

Sorry to disappoint any who were hoping for a scandalous story of collegiate debauchery, but that’s not my style.

Every year since I started school, I have said that once I was in my own apartment I’d have an herb garden. Well last year came and went with not a speck of potting soil to be found.

There’s a reason for the lack of flora in my life. In the past I have been more poisonous to plants than Roundup. Remember that science project in fifth grade, the one with the pea plants? You we’re learning about dominant and recessive genes, and your teacher had you plant pea seeds in Dixie cups.

In a week every cup had a bright, perky pea shoot pushing its way through the dirt — every cup, that is, except the one with “Lizzie” scrawled on the side. I was devastated. I come from a family with very good gardeners. I felt like I was letting down the family.

Grandpa, Grandma and me at Christmas Eve 2008

Growing up, my most vibrant memories come from the days spent at my grandparents house. My grandpartent’s house sits on a rather large plot of land, a little over an acre. In my youth the layout looked like this: the house at the front of the lot, behind that is the pool house, the pool, the one-hole golf course and the garden.

Because of their advancing ages and increaseing health issues, Grandpa and Grandma decided to fill in the pool about eight years ago. The old pool house sits unused and is rapidly being invaded by nearby tree roots. The golf course is buried under tall grasses. And sadly, even the garden is gone.

But what a garden it was. Rows of cherry tomatoes, cucumbers, beans, corn, lettuce and squash. I remember having the job of “picking” the tomatoes with my cousins. More of those glorious red orbs ended up in our mouths than the baskets. When we’d come in with our haul, the parents would remark at our smaller than expected crop. We would shrug and giggle at the tomato juice staining our shirts.

Grandpa’s cherry tomatoes were exclusively red, but here are some delicious heirlooms!

After the pea plant fiasco, I hung up my gardening gloves and didn’t touch a spade for years. I dropped the “zie” from my name and became “Liz,” who only helped her father occassionally weed the yard. The only plants that worked for me were plastic and tended to melt in direct sunlight.

That is until now. (I hope I’m not jinxing myself here.)

Back to the weekend of April 3rd. I was at the local farmers market (“no apostrophe,” according to the 2007 AP Stylebook…yes, I’m a word geek). I saw these beautiful Better Boy tomato plants just waiting for me to buy them. I also picked up some Italian parsley (commonly known as flat-leaf parsley).

Four Better Boy tomato plants and four parsley plants. Probably overcrowding the pot…whatever.

Harvest time: about 80 days, according to the lady who sold them to me.

See it has a flat leaf unlike the curly kind used most for garnishing. Apparently flat leaf has more flavor.

The above pictures were taken on April 3rd. The ones below were taken today, May 3rd.

Hello Audrey 2?

Fancy helicopter shot!

Is parsley just supposed to be a tangled mess?

Whatever I’m doing, or not doing, I’m just going to let the plants do their thing. If you have any gardening tips, please share them.

Have a wonderful spring.

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Good vacation = food + friends

Hello Readers! Sorry for the absence, but the last few weeks of the quarter are always fairly heavy. Currently I am on spring break in Panama City Beach, Florida. The weather is lovely and the company even better.

My roommate K’s Aunt and Uncle were kind enough to invite all four roommies to their home for spring break. They live right on the Gulf of Mexico and have their own private beach…Hello heaven? My hosts are so kind and welcoming, I can’t thank them enough.

Roommie A (left) and Roomie E soaking in the sun on the Gulf of Mexico.

Thanks to their location, we’ve managed to stay away from the crowds of “typical” spring breakers (i.e. the drunks and girls going wild). We left on Monday morning at 6 AM (Eastern standard time) and arrived at 9:30 PM (Central standard time). Before leaving, I was able to go home and spend the weekend with my parents and grandparents.

While at my grandparents, my mother told me that I was not to be photographed drunk, topless and standing under a Bacardi fountain. She said this in front of my father, grandparents and two cousins. Did I mention that my cousins are Catholic nuns?

I love my mom.

My parents engagement picture, circa 1972. They’re so adorable!

The drive down was fun. I was surprisingly giddy despite leaving at six in the morning. I am always slightly put off when I have to rise before the sun.

Food and traveling tend not to mix well. Inevitably we stopped at a couple McDonalds. I had a regrettable fish filet, but luckily I packed snacks for the car. I brought bottled water, wheat thins and pancakes.

Yes, I said pancakes.

I had milk that was going sour and decided that I would make pancakes. BEST IDEA EVER! Pancakes are, hands down, the best road food. It could get a little sticky if you’re a syrup person, but I like them plain.

Since arriving in Florida the food has been superb. It is all about the seafood. When in Rome, right? I’ve had phenomenal shrimp and grits (a must have in the South) and a killer blackened tuna BLT (roommie E ate the bacon, she said it was delicious–there are times when I regret this vegetarian thing).

As we were driving back from the tuna BLT lunch today we stopped at Target for a bathroom break and some casual shopping. It was there that I discovered my new favorite chocolate.

Choco-gasm!

Where has this been all my life? Lindt Excellence Chili Dark = utter awesomeness in my mouth. At first the dark chocolate is rich and creamy on the tongue. Then, a subtle heat coyly plays with your tastebuds. I would go so far as to say this is seriously sexy chocolate. I know what I want in my Easter basket!

What are your favorite road foods?

Favorite candy you like in your Easter basket?

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Olympic diversions

I was going to write on Valentine’s Day, I swear. The post was drafted and all I needed to add was the photos. Sadly, my ode to the perfect breakfast food–the pancake–went unfinished. I told myself, “You’ll do it later.”

Later never came, but the Olympics did.

You should know, dear Reader, that I am a big hockey fan. While watching a game live is best, the talent on display at the Olympics slices through the television screen.

Despite my home country loyalty (U-S-A! U-S-A!), I am a crazy fan of team Sweden. I will be truly torn if the gold metal match is between the US and Sweden.

The US team is freaking awesome! They totally owned Canada on their home ice (the link is to a video of the full game, thanks NBC Olympic coverage). I loved how the entire arena went silent. Team USA is a young team, but they have the talent to win gold.

Team Sweden is the reigning Olympic champion–taking gold 2006. I watched every single game during the 2006 winter Olympics. I got up at 8 AM on a Sunday to watch them win! I’m also a quarter Swedish (thanks Grandpa!), which is probably why I feel so involved.

Me and Grandpa @ Thanksgiving 2008. Love that Swedish heritage!

Whoever wins the gold in Vancouver will be the best team. But if it comes down to a match between team USA and team Sweden, who do I root for?

On second thought, my team wins either way right? SCORE!

Now that I’ve prattled on about sports, lets get on to the food.

In keeping with the “rooting for other countries” theme, I’m going to tell you a secret: I LOVE ETHNIC FOOD. I’ll take a spicy curry or pad Thai over macaroni and cheese any day of the week.

I’m big into spice, and I have found that Indian food is the best thing to get my spicy fix. I have the local Indian restaurant on speed dial, and you can find me on Fridays at their mouthwatering lunch buffet.

However, sometimes that Gobi craving hits me when I can’t go out to eat. Enter the Indian spice-pouch meal!

That sounds awkward, but it’s not I swear. Basically it’s a little packet of all the spices you need to make an Indian dish–in this case Gobi, or spiced cauliflower–and all you need to add is the other ingredients.

It has been a while since I took this picture and I don’t have the recipe anymore. I do, however, remember the ingredients.

1 head of cauliflower, cut into florets

2 roma or plum tomatoes, diced

1 jalapeno, seeded and minced

fresh ginger, minced

olive oil

cilantro, for garnish

If you’re interested I will gladly send you the recipe. I remember a big skillet and a lot of simmering.

Totally worth it! This dish was delicious. The package of spices gets an A++. Serve with fluffy basmati rice and a healthy sprinkling of cilantro.

Are you keeping up with the 2010 Olympics? What sports are your favorite? Does your heritage influence any teams you root for?

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