Chickpea & Cabbage Soup

Gosh, I cannot seem to kick this nasty cough that I have, which has been taking a toll on my quality of sleep. The fatigue I feel from working shift work, and the lack of sleep, is causing every muscle and bone in my body to ache. Not a good feeling. Trying to shake it off, and wait it out, but it doesn't seem to be happening quickly.

So, in the meanwhile, more homemade soup to sooth the soul. A small moment of bliss when I finally get to sit down after a long day of working on my feet, and getting something warm (and nutritious) in my tummy. This one is another good one. Comfort food at its best.

2 carrots, chopped
1 medium onion, chopped
2 garlic cloves, minced
1/4 of a cabbage, shredded
1 can chickpeas, drained and rinsed
1/2 cup of rice
4 cups of broth ( I used vegetable, preferably homemade but boxed is fine)
3 cups water
2 tbsp chopped fresh dill

1) Saute onions with a bit of olive oil until translucent. Then add garlic, dash of salt and pepper and saute for another minute.
2) Add the rice, carrots, and cabbage along with the broth and water. Bring to a boil. Once boiling, bring it down to a simmer, and add chick peas. Simmer for 15-20 minutes.
3) Once all is tender, stir in fresh dill. Add salt and pepper to taste.

Adapted from Post Punk Kitchen's recipe.

Momofuku's Cereal Milk Panna Cotta

I got several cookbooks for Christmas, one of them being Momofuku by David Chang. There are a few reasons why I'd get excited about this book. One, I got the chance to eat at one of his Momofuku restaurants when I made a trip out to Toronto & New York last year, and enjoyed some really delicious steamed pork buns that still leave a lasting delightful memory for me. Their cereal milk soft serve ice cream that we had for dessert brought me right back to childhood with its distinct sugary milk flavour. I have to admit that the first taste was a little weird, as it's not a usual flavour you'd get with the cereal making it a tad salty along with the sweet. But after a few more bites, it totally grows on you.

Second, I watched a whole lot of "Masterchef Australia" in the past year. This show seems to have some brainwashing powers with me in that it's totally got me sucked in and suddenly loving and appreciate food so much more. So much so that it's ridiculous. So much so that I find myself googling every celebrity chef that appears on the show and all those known to everyone in the culinary world, and getting myself completely engulfed in reading about their lives, their culinary journey, and their successes. Every different cooking technique or classic dish names are for some reason so fascinating. I mean, I'm not crazy. Food is a happy thing. It's a science. It's an art. And when you eat something super tasty, to the point where you find yourself closing your eyes to savour that moment, feeling like you've died and gone to heaven... now that is magical. (And if you've never had that kind of experience with food... well, I'm sorry but you're totally missing out on something amazing!). Anyway, David Chang was a guest judge on the show, and so therefore, one of the (many) chefs I've learned about.

Then, there was "The Mind of A Chef" - David Chang's own food show. Which basically shows him cooking almost every recipe in the book and how he came to such developing such recipes. So, now that I know a little about the chef, watched him in action, and tasted some of his food... why not cook it too?

All these recipes from "michelin star" chefs may seem intimidating at first, but that too makes a cookbook even more fascinating. What makes a good cookbook? Its gorgeous, eye-catching photos? Its stories behind each recipe? How it is sectioned and how many varieties? In the end, I think it's all about how reproducible its content is. Ultimately, you'd want a cookbook that teaches you how to make good food. Plain and simple.

So, I started on a mission to test these cookbooks on my bookshelf to see how "good" of a cookbook they really are. And since there's been a bit of Momofuku in my life, that's where I started. Just from flipping through the book, I can almost hear the sound the hustling and bustling from his kitchen. The photos of his staff in action. The colourful pictures of the food. There are many, if not all, recipes that I definitely want to try out. One of course, his steamed pork buns. But, let's start somewhere simpler. Something that won't take me a day and a half to complete. So, I tested... the cereal milk panna cotta.

The recipe makes 8 (or more depending on what container you set the panna cotta in). And I've eaten four. Four days in a row.

I. love. it.

Definitely reminiscent of the cereal milk soft serve I had at the restaurant. The recipe was easy. There may be quite a few steps, and quite a few waiting games to play, but in the end, it's worth it. It isn't too sweet, and has a strong, almost caramel flavour, of cereal milk. I was hesitant in certain steps (like how 2 sheets of gelatin could set that much liquid so I made two batches with one having 2 sheets of gelatin and the other having more than double), but what I learned is... always follow the recipe. This recipe taught me how to use a new thing I have used before - sheet gelatin. It's so easy (to apply and to dissolve) that I now understand why fancy chefs use only sheet gelatin and not the powder.

I didn't make the "chocolate-hazelnut thing" the recipe called for.. I just wasn't interested in making chocolate anything, so I cheated and crushed up a hazelnut chocolate bar. (Yep, that is what it is in the picture). But everything else is to the recipe. I was skeptical about the pairing of cereal milk with avocado, but surprisingly, I think the avocado lightens the flavour of the cereal milk, and creates a complimentary complexity that only your tastebuds can understand. I think the chocolate bit was meant to be eaten intermittingly with the panna cotta because together, the chocolate overpowers it all. But when eaten separate, it seems to give a different explosion of flavours in your mouth each time.

This sounds like crazy food talk, and it is. But when you find great excitement in the smallest things, you'll likely realize why.

So far, this book/recipe : 5/5

Everything Vegetable Soup

It's now two years in a row where I am sick on New Year's Eve and for the few days following. Ahh, the holidays are great but it just may be too much for my aging body to handle. Who knows. So, rather than basking in all the warm and fuzzies of the holidays, I am finding myself counting down the days back to nomalcy and looking forward to snuggle time with my blanket and bed. And for self-inflicted busybody me, it takes getting the flu to give me the excuse to slow down and just chill.

Even on a good day, I crave a yummy homemade vegetable soup packed with vegetables. A lot of good soups I find has to have carrot, celery and onion as its base. I also found some frozen peas and frozen homegrown tomatoes in the freezer, and some green beans in the fridge. Top it all off with some starchy potatoes and the soup is just perfect for when you're feeling a bit under the weather.

For my own reference:

1 medium sized onion, diced
2 stalks celery, diced
2 carrots, diced
1/2 cup frozen peas
1 russet potato, diced
1/2 cup green beans chopped
3 frozen large homegrown tomatoes, chopped
3 cups stock (homemade or boxed)
3 cups water

Brown onion, celery, and carrots until soften.
Add the rest of the ingredients and bring to a boil.
Bring it down to a simmer and simmer until harder vegetables are soft, about 20-25 minutes.
Salt and pepper to taste.

New Year's Eve

Okay, let's back it up a little. This is how New Year's Eve went down for us. The night started off around dinner time with the kiddies wanting to play rather than to eat. S had every excuse under the sun that she was too busy to sit down and eat, like wanting to eat dinner only if she has her arms linked with Auntie Karen's, or how she needed to rip off the plastic wrapping around the legs of the dining chairs..., and pulled me a few times into the office so that I could spin her around and around on the office chair.

A came over for the fun too. Put those two ball of energies together and you get loud screaming and crazy behaviour. Kids will be kids.

They took turns climbing onto the stacked pillows and sliding down the couch like a slide. With Auntie Wendy egging them on, of course.

Once the kiddies left to go home for their bedtime, the rest of us started a game of "Heads Up". If you haven't heard of this game, it's very much like a form of charades. Ellen Degeneres created this conveniently as an app. We did guys vs. girls and took turn kicking each other's butt.

Shum was evidently the best at humming tunes ...

... while Ben was best in the movie category.

Then there was Wendy, who always claims to be awesome at any kind of game... well, she did alright.

Pretty fun game overall! Got some good laughs out of it!

Right before midnight, we got our coats on and got our noisemakers ready.

Patiently waiting for countdown...

These two seemed a bit overdressed for the mild winter we've been having...

And here is the only straightfaced picture you'll ever get out of Yvonne. (see last photo to see what I mean).

These two started making out early. 

When the clock struck midnight, we went out single-file banging our noisemakers and ran once around the block. The best part about this neighbourhood is that everyone else on the block is just as festive. Two other houses came out with their noisemakers, and others lit fireworks. 

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

We were all huffing and puffing and gasping for air by the time we got back to the house. We were all in consensus that our age is slowly creeping up on us... or maybe we ate one too many turkey for dinner... but the run seems to be getting harder each year. 

Like every New Year's Eve, I had a BLAST! As I look back... and look forward... I know that our New Year's Eve parties will continue to evolve, and it won't always stay the same. (esp. with more friends planning to start a family, etc). But nothing is ever forever. Just as long as you're always having fun, that's all that matters.

Happy New Year!

Christmas 2014

 

Christmas Day with the family. Unfortunately, grams was a little under the weather to join us for present opening, but that meant we had a second present opening session later on when she did feel better. A very casual, relaxing day spent together as Christmas Day always is. There was more grubbing with a relatively big feast cooked by Dad. This year, amongst so many great presents from family and friends, I got four more cookbooks to add to my collection : Momofuku by David Chang, Cook with Jamie : My Guide To Making You A Better Cook, and Julia Child's Mastering The Art Of French Cooking (Volume I and II). Here's to always learning and eating great food in the new year! 

Hope you're all having a Merry Christmas too!

So This Is Christmas...

I only managed to sneak a few photos here and there amongst the chaos of a Christmas Eve party. And that's perfectly fine with me. Just a few to spark my memory when I happen to flip back to this in the future. Instead, I was soaking up all the fun of pigging out on delicious food, playing with the kiddies, participating in the most epic gift exchange, and just being with my bestests and closests.

We have less and less friends showing up or staying for these parties because of the babies, and some traditions get lost or forgotten as the years go by, but new friends appear and definitely a whole lot of fun watching the kiddies explore the party scene with their curiosity. This Christmas, we made a massive amount of Christmas cookies again with crazy gingerbread designs (like football players, Bruce Lee, Batman, Buzz Lightyear, nurses - to name a few). I spent a lot of the Christmas Eve party entertaining and being entertained by S, who was still mildly sick from her kiddie cold or flu. Still, she was a ball of energy after a piece of cake and chocolate, and was bouncing from aunties to strangers and back to aunties. She jumped on me a few times and did not hesitate to smear her snotty "present" on my sweater and jeans. People pointed out all the "stains" on my outfit at the end of the party, but I really didn't care. Cuz it's S. And I love her to bits. She's so crazy cute. Especially with her bopping pigtails.

The epic gift exchange was upped to $15 this year, which brought all the gifts to a whole new level. However, nobody seems to remember to give the newbies to the game a heads-up that our secret santa white elephant exchange does not really comprise of silly, but infact, very practical (usually household) items. This always leads to great laughs when someone opens a funny one (like a teenage mutant ninja turtle camera or a telescope). Too much excitement caused wine glasses flying! (reaction caught in one of the photos). The volume of our voices go up several notches during the exchange game, which made S scream out, "LOUD!". Not that she was protesting... but that she also got to join in on the fun of ... yelling. All the while, R was sleeping so soundly in the next room, and didn't even flinch all night. I have a feeling R, S's baby sister, might have a calmer temperament compared to S. (But hey, who knows. R is only 6 weeks... ).

I'll just let the very few pictures I took tell the story of fun, excitement and laughter that we all experienced during this very happy Christmas season. 

Merry Christmas, everyone!