Eating Through the Weekend

Pasta Carbonara is a classic Italian quick dinner to put
Pasta Carbonara is a classic Italian meal that goes together quickly.-

By Mary Anna Violi | @MaryAnnaVioli

As the weekend draws to a close, I am reminded that I did a fair amount of cooking, which is something I love to do. In a sense, though, we rather ate our way around a part of the world.

On Friday night we dined on Shepherd’s Pie, which is quite out of character for an Italian, but periodically, I like to eat outside of the box. There is something lovely and comforting about a British Isle food that is smothered with mashed potatoes on its top. Saturday morning I made Julie Child’s Quiche aux Oignons for brunch with fresh blueberries on the side. Delicious, if I do say so myself! Her Mastering the Art of French Cooking is one of my favorite cookbooks in my collection.

Much later that day we would up at O’Rourke’s Pub. It was overflowing with people, but we managed to snare table. After watching the servers carry plates of food past us several times, we settled on Angus beef burgers. I chose smoked Gouda cheese and sautéed mushrooms on mine. My daughter opted for Cheddar cheese on hers and the sautéed mushrooms. A post-hockey game crowd was drawn to the pub. It was loud, with music blaring, and multiple screens showing different games nationwide. After a couple of hours, I was ready to vacate the premises since I wanted to unbutton the top of my jeans from the effects of garlic-laced French fries and pretzel bun cheeseburger overload.

This sunny Sunday morning, I made buttermilk and honey pancakes because we apparently didn’t ingest enough carbs the previous day. I worked on book revisions yesterday and today, finally deciding we needed to partake of UV rays in the great outdoors. Tonight’s dinner consisted of Pasta Carbonara with Whole Foods’ as-pure-as-one-can-get bacon, half and half, Parmesan cheese, parsley, lemon, and olive oil. On the side we had spinach with olive oil and fresh lemon. All in all, we feasted on British, Irish [beer, anyway], French, and Italian food over the weekend.

I’m thinking we may need to order sushi for tomorrow….or Panda Express.

Ciao for now.

Quiche-less in The Heartland

Quiche @ St. Honore
Quiche @ St. Honore (Photo credit: bkajino)

Savoring my first cup of green tea on the patio, I decided to make a quiche for breakfast.  With a spring in my step, I returned to the kitchen.  Sadness overcame me as I peered into the refrigerator and realized the egg holder held only two; four eggs were needed to make my quiche recipe.  What to do…make baked oatmeal with fruit?  It was not a baked oatmeal sort of morning.  Whip up a batch of pancakes with fresh blueberries?  No signs of maple syrup appeared on the pantry horizon.  Pancakes lack purpose if there is no maple syrup to complement them.  Honey and agave, other choices, also eluded me.

Annoyed with myself for postponing grocery shopping, I admitted I would have to trek to the grocery store that afternoon because I was too lazy to race to the Farmer’s Market.  My thoughts returned to what to forage for breakfast.  I nixed going out to eat; the Arts section of The New York Times beckoned.  Home cooking satisfies my soul, as does the newspaper on a weekend morning.  Dinner, already planned, was going to consist of French lentil stew chocked full of vegetables.

Like a good Italian, I reached for the loaf of fresh Italian bread, slathered it with vegan “butter” and apricot jam, poured myself another cup of tea and returned to reading.  After perusing the Arts section, I would make baked oatmeal for the family.

Baked oatmeal required only two eggs.

Ciao for now.