A good friend brought a quart of vegetable soup and some homemade bread for tonight’s supper.
Especially welcome as I just got home after being in Ohio for the Thanksgiving break and no chance to go to the store yet.
Simmered the soup and sliced the bread and enjoyed the delicious meal. Thought of how fortunate I am to have good friends.
My friend J in Omaha trades a quart of homemade soup each week with her friend A.
I won’t return the mason jar empty!
For those followers who celebrate traditional Thanksgiving this Thursday……which is your preference?
Fresh, Frozen or Veg?
We’re holing up.
Waiting for the predicted snow.
Not quite a burrow but definitely staying close to home.
It’s probably going to impact Thanksgiving travel plans for many in this neck of the woods.
I’m avoiding all stores with crowds- as everyone rushes to get milk and the last roll of T.P.
There’s urgent hype on the car radio as I drove home from school and I hear from a friend that reports on TV are insistent.
Came home and baked the dozen in some vodka sauce from the pantry (don’t ask) for 45 minutes and pretty soon there was a meal worthy of a winter night that feels like February instead of November.
In the dining room. What made the meal though?
The grater was in service again tonight. This time for the Parmigiano- Reggiano cheese. Steve added the beer and we had spinach salad. The candles made it seem warmer.
Low thirties temperature makes me want to make soup or chili, some sort of stew. And devour it, too.
A pot of something simmering on a low flame, creating a welcoming aroma when you enter the house.
Dinner was chili and beans with a side of brown rice on the adjacent burner. It’s time to pull out that Cold-Weather Cooking cookbook that my sister uses (author Sarah Leah Chase).
Tonight I used grass fed beef, sauteéd with organic onion and garlic from my brother in Okanogan Washington. Last weekend , I’d replaced my chili powder with a new glass jar of organic chili powder.
Earlier today a friend had posted an article about the 8 Foods Experts Won’t Eat and I remembered the article and got worried about the canned tomatoes (I used the Fire Roasted Muir Glen Organic Crushed Tomatoes) and wondered if the acidity of the tomatoes had leached the can lining into them but ate the chili anyway. Not sure if they use liner with BPA in it or not. I read they have a non GMO commitment so surely they don’t line their cans with the bad stuff.
You could lose your appetite if you think about things deeply.
What is safe to eat these days? Is there any way to totally avoid the pesticides, preservatives, additives and harmful chemicals and the genetic modification nightmare?
A perfect dish for the fall.
(and Bill McC, enjoy your day!)
There- I put it right in the title – Horse Piss Beer- so there are no surprises about the photo of the day. I try to keep things family friendly on the blog but this is about family.
My son Mark is on business in Kentucky and sent me this on the phone tonight. He’s near Lexington. I love when my family sends me a photo and says “for the blog” and the other reason I’m posting-
My dad always told us that beer tasted like horse piss. I think that was to make us not want to drink it. Now he was born in 1912 in Farmersville Illinois and grew up on a farm that included horses but I doubt he actually tasted the urine from any horse. My parents didn’t drink but my father’s father surely did and that is why my dad did not. So maybe he knew what he was talking about, the taste was like the scent? One of the reviews of the beer said it smells like tomatoes.
This is not an endorsement for drinking this golden colored brew ( I went and read a few reviews and am not seeking a sample!) but their website states
“Horse Piss Beer is dedicated to helping others. A percentage of the sales of the beer and merchandise will be donated to help disabled jockeys and adoption programs for our equine friends.”
My father and his warnings about the taste of beer made me feel my dad was sending me a message with Mark’s photo. Seriously. And so I share it with you.
and a photo I took in a backyard at a birthday party almost two weeks ago (thanks BJ and T)
My colleague brought me a dozen fresh eggs from her chickens. Thanks S.
I loved how each egg had a date written on the end. I made an omelet this Saturday morning with some Cabot Creamery Extra Sharp White Cheddar. Maybe a tad too much butter. Couldn’t cook and photograph with the cell phone simultaneously. I was told you want “sound” when the eggs hit the pan.
I know the chickens are well cared for and eat organic feed. Fresh eggs make the best omelet. It was delicious. If I were a true photographer I would have made a neater looking one and photographed it again but no one else around to eat the wrinkled one. I went on Google images to see how my omelet fares by comparison and I think it is fine. These eggs are too precious to waste.
Yes, a little too much butter. Eat the toast with jam no butter due to excess amount on the eggs!
Hiding the imperfect folds with the farm grain bread toast. Now to polish the French PepperMill that was a wedding gift in 1974.
When I got home from school, Steve asked me if I wanted to go eat at the Thai Cuisine Restaurant in Bloomfield. Bloomfield is considered the Italian section of the city and I have blogged the Italian Festival and scenes from the Bloomfield Bridge.
On Liberty Ave at Pearl Street, across from the Bloomfield Laundromat,there’s delicious Thai food in this wonderfully Italian neighborhood.
I was so tired when Steve suggested going out to eat, I thought about lying down and taking a rest instead.
Fortunately, I decided to take him up on his offer and am I ever glad I did. He’d brought home take-out from this restaurant before but had never dined in. He told me how nice they were to him and always remembered his name.
It’s BYOB. They have a vegetarian menu,too. The service -friendly and nice, the food fresh and perfectly prepared. Very tasty. The decor and ambience clean and comfortable. Love the cloth napkins.
We enjoyed our dinner tremendously.
We ordered two dishes to share and the brown rice. There are curries and appetizers, soups and salads and desserts. Spicy Basil Fried Rice seems to be a favorite in the reviews. The YELP reviews = overall four out of five stars. The Urbanspoon seemed quite favorable and highly recommended by the City Paper Critic, too
Ginger Roots Onions, Black Mushrooms, Broccoli, Carrots, Red Pepper, Green Pepper, Snow Peas, with Chicken
Classic Shrimp Pad Thai
The view from my seat in the front window booth.
And the high gloss lacquered table reflecting formerly St. Joseph’s Church
Our server rolled all the silverware in wonderful cloth napkins- stacked and ready to go
And Steve took a shortcut down the alley to get us home. Love being a passenger so I can photograph with the good old iPhone camera. Did not take my regular camera to dinner.
Late Sunday afternoon, I drove across the river to shop for dinner ingredients and some fruit for lunches this week. The larder was looking a bit sparse. It was either go shop or eat another grilled cheese and/or egg sandwich. M and I had just talked on the phone, earlier in the day about wanting a real meal. She was thinking Thanksgiving like. I opted for meat and potatoes.
At the meat counter I asked the butcher for two petite steaks (on sale). Not too big. It’s funny about meat. Sometimes it actually turns me and I can’t even think about eating it, and other times I am actually craving a serving. It was one of those days of wanting it. Not thinking about it having a face.
Came home and sautéed an organic yellow onion in some Amish butter and then sliced up a box of fresh mushrooms. Baby Romaine salad with Steve’s favorite brown Clamato tomato( I swear they look chocolate) and a drizzle of olive oil and red wine vinegar. Garlic smashed Russets.
After I plated the food, I used the phone to capture the dinner. Feeling ready for the start of a new week, fortified.
It was Steve’s idea that we should try the new Japanese Restaurant. He brought home a menu that said Grand Opening.
Turns out it opened at least a year ago, but they had a lot of menus printed up with that on the front.
So we headed over for dinner on Saturday night. A clear soup, salad, Steak Hibachi with vegetables and rice added up to $13-
The food was fresh, nicely prepared and delicious.
The server told us there was a bad review on YELP but I checked it out and they are mostly favorable, especially about their Sushi.
Lunchtime meals are about 6 bucks. Really reasonable.
It ‘s a BYOB but we had no B to bring tonight. We are planning a return trip to explore the menu. It’s in the Italian section of the city, Bloomfield.
iPhone shots of the exterior and my dinner below.
Usually the blog is in “real time” but I ‘m back in Pittsburgh as of Sunday night. Still have some New York photos to post even though I am not there.
Food slideshow. What my sister and I consumed last week when I visited her during my Spring Break.
A quick shot from the phone archive
Once again inspired by Christopher Boffoli and his tiny food worlds.
I had taken the cupcakes and fruit into school on the student teacher’s last day. The little HO train people were in my desk.
I thought “food scape” and some students photographed the little people shoveling in the icing. But I thought it might look like a food museum and there were falling sprinkles to be mindful of so
the little hand-painted mom picked up her baby out of the stroller and held it close. Maybe she is waiting for transportation.
Accompanied by ginger snaps!
This is the dessert my friend V served at a lovely home cooked dinner last Saturday. It was delicious. A generous helping, too.
A nice finish to a simply perfect meal. Walleye caught by Cousins Jeff and Jeffrey, a baked sweet potato and salad with whisked lemon juice and olive oil dressing. Found this in my phone tonight and was thinking about how everything was so good. She said she was following the same idea my mother used to profess- Buy the best food you can and do as little to it as possible. Good advice.
The Pamela’s Ginger Mini Snapz are gluten free and quite tasty. Hope you have a good day Saturday. HBTY!
A friend invited me for a winter supper after school today. A nice invitation as the week was winding down. It was refreshing and delicious.
Doesn’t it always taste better when someone prepares food, sets a table and serves it to you?
Vegetable Soup with Pesto. Bread and Olive Oil. Spring Mix, Tomatoes and Olives with Oil & Vinegar.
Pumpkin Bread and Fruit
WordPress puts out the Weekly Photo Challenge and this week it is UNIQUE.
I tried to find photos that seemed a tad quirky and not an everyday shot.
Some may be familiar to you if you follow the blog. One of a kind?
Fun to go fishing for some examples for unique.
Just a couple of days left to prepare for the big day. Groundhog’s Day! You know he’s going to see his shadow and predict 6 more weeks of winter.
Preparations are in full swing in Punxsutawney PA. There are other groundhogs who try to share the limelight but Punxsutawney Phil is the REAL groundhog prognosticator of the weather. Just about 85 miles Northeast from downtown Pittsburgh.
When Steve and I were at Grant Bar in Millvale, this was the special on the chalkboard. This is a local brew made in St. Mary’s PA at STRAUB. You can take a virtual tour of their brewery here
The bartender brought one out and allowed me to photograph the label. No groundhogs were harmed to make this brew.
It was snowing and really cold. I actually pulled over,got out of the car and took this pictureI. I was headed home from school on Friday.
The idea of going to the regular grocery store was out of the question although the larder was fairly empty. Had to stop somewhere.
I was in the Bloomfield neighborhood and decided to shop at Groceria Italiana and pick up some essentials.
When I got home I cooked the sweet and hot sausage and added the house sauce I had purchased. (Chicago John avert your eyes- if you click his name you get a recipe for homemade meat sauce)
Snow in the door mat!
The only problem is that they are resting in my DIL’s fridge in Ohio and I am back in Pittsburgh. The temperature going down to nine and I am thinking SOUP!
I just got a kick out of the label from their market. Soup BONES?
I had never heard the rinds called soup bones and it struck me funny. I use a rind in my minestrone and it really adds to the body of the soup flavor. Any be any soup will do.
and a prettier shot with the lid off
Guest Blog from Euthemia where my sister is spending the Christmas holidays.
Yes, that’s 80 ounces of meat. But not a photograph to prove it exists. Just this sign on the overhang. A site describes this place as a Sports Bar, a local hangout, a joint!
Maybe the five pound hamburger weighs a bit less after grilling? The way the punctuation goes I’m not sure if there is a five pound hot dog or a five pound pirogue, too
I was at a red light on Friday at the intersection in some traffic. Good timing. When you have a 50mm fixed lens on your camera and you’re in the driver’s seat, stopped, there’s no maneuver room, no way to get more of the establishment in the frame. This is the shot. There was no place to park or get out. I was on my way to see the family. Friday afternoon traffic, bumper to bumper.
But it was the sign that caught my eye. Nobles on Nobles Lane down the street from school. It wasn’t open when I was stopped in front. I know it would’ve been cool to actually go in and order one, document the gargantuan meat.
After school let out, I drove down to Homestead from Carrick. Judith and Daniel extended a warm welcome and we caught up. I hadn’t been there in awhile but was so glad I went.
I had my Christmas list and wanted to support my Independent Kitchen Store.
First, I ordered the 4 cheese pasta bake with a side of sautéed spinach at the Tin Front Cafe. where I sat at the old Chioda’s bar. The restaurant is vegetarian. A lovely Spring mix salad with balsamic dressing and asiago cheese shavings, a slice of crusty bread.
Yum. I heard about the up and coming new restaurants coming to the avenue in Homestead. Judith showed me the special honor in the Pittsburgh Magazine. Her son, Daniel Valentine, was recognized for his work to rebuild and revitalize Homestead and was chosen as a winner in the Forty Under Forty awards.
“Winners were chosen based on their passion, commitment, visibility, diversity and overall impact on the region.”
You might remember I blogged a visit to both places when Laura visited Pittsburgh.
Supporting independents! Scroll down and see the specials on USA Pans- Bakeware manufactured in Ambridge PA!
Buy three (any shape) and get a free jelly roll pan. (I love jelly roll.) Everyone needs a new cookie sheet!
I can’t say what I bought as that would be a spoiler. You can call Judith 1-800-862-6639 and she’ll ship out in time for the holidays.
All- Clad is manufactured in Canonsburg PA, just down the road from Pittsburgh.
Judith has a Holiday Special on an All-Clad 3 quart lidded saute pan for just 99$! WOW! I love cooking with my All-Clad pans.
This is the store where I bought my Nespresso machine before the display was so high speed.
I hear George Clooney is advertising them on TV in France, oui?
Check out the elegant and classy Museum of Modern Art flower vase. Understated and stunning.
Love the quirky clocks! A 3 cup steamed pudding mold. The Twoolies and the Riviera Bags are one of a kind gifts.
Shop YOUR Independent Store today. Now to gift wrap everything………………..
The holly bush outside provide a few branches. Photo by iPhone.
I have 3 Christmas plates in the Naif pattern but they made it feel festive.
Menu was scrambled eggs with a bit of extra sharp Cabot cheddar, toast. Coffee and orange juice. The tangerines looked beautiful but the taste was a bit disappointing.
Nothing fancy, simple but good. And the individual butter dishes from my elegant friend J in Omaha. They inspire me to entertain.