Monday, October 24, 2011

Bad Wife, Bad, Bad Wife

I love potatoes. I don't think I've ever met a potato dish that didn't call out to me. Add in any sort of dairy and I'm in heaven. I grew up adoring potato soup. And the week I had my tonsils removed, all I ate was mashed potatoes. Ok, there's probably some sort of therapy issue there. Oh well.

Somehow I married a man that doesn't like potatoes. And yes, Scotch-Irish boy that doesn't love potatoes, what's up with that! One night about 2 years ago he tried some garlic baby baked potatoes after the house reeked of garlic and he really liked them. He's tried a number of different potato conconctions and finding they aren't all poison. Yea for me!

Leeks are another thing he hates. Potato Leek soup is one of my favorites, but as soon as he smells the leeks cooking, he starts turning up his nose. Yesterday I decided I wanted some potato leek soup, and I had a lovely leek in the fridge. For some reason I got it in my head to add some garlic. Do you sense a theme? I finished the soup and had it on the counter. He walked into the house after being outside with the kids and announced something smelled good. He tried the soup and said it was yummy. I then told him what it was. He hates when I do that. I offered him some for his lunch and he declined. But I am going to work on him. Although I'm not sure why, that would mean I would have to share!


Am I thinking about beer because it is October?

Ok, so Oktoberfest is actually in September, not October, but we Americans aren't known for standing on tradition. I'm not actually a beer fan, but I do love German food. German potato salad is one of my favorites. For my husband's birthday, we made a trip to Full Throttle Bottles to replenish his beer stock. As if it was in fear of running out! I think that got my brain heading towards thoughts of beer. Although, he purchased a lovely bottle of chocolate wine for me on the trip, so I guess I shouldn't complain.

Today I decided I'd raid some of his older beer and make some beer bread. It just sounded so yummy on a cool yet sunny Seattle day. I really wanted some cheddar beer bread, but already had plans to use the remains of my cheddar cheese making Scalloped Hasselback Potatoes and I didn't really feel like making a trip to the grocery. So I started thinking about what might sound good and what was handy. I had some lovely parm and garlic, and well, how can you go wrong with that combo!

When it came out of the oven, Sean was ready to jump all over it. My hope was to have a bit with dinner and then I'd have some left to join my potato leek soup this week. He opted to cut some and start sharing it with the kids, the neighbor, and the neighbor's kids. Blargh! Luckily there is still half a loaf left, so I should be good for a day or two. Next time, I hide the bread!

You'll notice I've split the butter in half. I did this due to a lucky accident I had with a beer bread mix a number of years ago. I wasn't paying attention and accidentally added the melted butter to the mix. I realized too late, so I melted another 1/4 cup and poured it on top. It made the box mix so much better.

Black Cat Cookies

Today I was trapped at home with two sick kids. By early afternoon they were feeling better and getting ratherly squirrely. I've been wanting to make RecipeGirls' Black Cat Cookies and this seemed like a perfect time.

I followed her recipe without any changes. I did make one small mistake, I should have used my medium scoop rather than my large scoop, so I ended up with 20 cookies rather than 24. As a result, I had to cook them 15 minutes. Oh well, note to self for next time. I also didn't put sticks in them. While cute, I'm quite happy to get my fingers dirty eating them.

I am planning to have kids make this Sunday at a Halloween Craft Party. I'm going to premake and measure the dough, then each kid will smash, whisker and decorate 2 cookies. Nothing like chocolate cookies.

Sadly I do not know of a nut safe black chocolate. :( I guess I'll just need to keep looking.



Ian's cookies left, Lucy in the middle, then mine.

This made for some fun this afternoon and helped get us through a hump where they were bound to get into trouble.