Pumpkin Gnocchi with Cranberry Walnut Pesto

Pumpkin Gnocchi with Cranberry-Walnut Pesto

The first truly delicious gnocchi I ate was at a random trattoria in Genoa.  Those lithe pillows swimming in pesto were the start of a love affair.

Two years ago, we spent eight months in Buenos Aires.  Italian roots run deep in Argentina so while there is plenty of beef with chimichurri there is also amazing pasta.  Every neighborhood has their "pasta joint" which sells fresh pasta.   I found the world's best gnocchi not to mention incredible agnolotti on the corner of Soler and Dorrego in Palmero Hollywood.  The traditional potato version was delicious. But nothing compared their heavenly gnocchi de calabaza (pumpkin gnocchi).  We must have eaten hundreds during our stay.

Organic Cabernet from Argentina

Nowadays, if I need a gnocchi de calabaza fix I can't run to the corner and pick it up.  Those days are gone.  All cravings have to be satisfied with my own cooking know how.  So I did a little research and discovered a Pumpkin Gnocchi with Cranberry Walnut Pesto recipe on Would Rather Gather's blog.   Not only is it delicious but it is also vegan.  You can see how it went below;











The key to this recipe is having the dough remain a bit ooey-gooey.  A more solid dough will yield tough heavy gnocchis.  So stick close to the flour amounts provided and resist temptation to add much more. 

I boiled the gnocchi and then transferred to a pan for a quick sear.  Then mixed it with the pesto.  Viola it was ready to serve with a wonderful organic wine.   

This is an incredibly tasty recipe that I can't recommend enough.  It has the added bonus of being vegetarian, vegan so wonderful even meat-eating pals would pronounce it a satisfying meal. 

This year we'll be eating this for Thanksgiving with simple green salad and a meringue topped cranberry curd tart.  But that will be a future post all it's own.    

Orlando Philharmonic Concert at Bok Tower

Intermission

 On our recent jaunt to the Orlando area to see family and do a little shopping we added an outdoor concert by the Orlando Philharmonic Orchestra to our itinerary.

The event was held at the Bok Tower Gardens in Lake Wales, Florida about an hour outside Orlando.   The setting was lovely in spite of the uncharacteristically windy and chilly night.  

Live music, especially classical or opera, holds a special place in my heart.  The love affair began when my parents took me to see The Nutcracker.

My mother bought me a gorgeous burgundy velvet frame bag with a gold tone chain strap.  I held it on my arm as if it were a Birkin bag.  It seemed that glamorous to twelve year old me.  The bag was just the beginning.

Bok Tower

While I loved the lithe graceful ballerinas, I was entranced by the music.   There was a power and life that simply didn't exist when played on our stereo.  It gave me goosebumps.  As a teenager, I patronized the El Paso Symphony but my tastes turned a bit modern.  So I also saw Gwar or The Smithereens while still dressing up and listening to string quartets.

While I still listen to alternative tunes favored by aging wanna-be hispter goofs, I remain faithful to classical music and my beloved opera.  So this was a real treat.

My Pop and I

Shoes off and relaxed.

Intermission

This concert was a much different experience than my usual symphonic outings.  My mother's lovely gift had impressed upon me the need to dress up if someone was putting to bow to strings.  So an outdoor concert presented more than a few challenges.

For seating we "borrowed" a blanket from the hotel.  It was the perfect size and easily smuggled out in a large tote bag.  With that taken care of my concerns turned to wardrobe.

The nippy weather was perfect for comfy snuggley clothes.  Even so for me jeans or a sweatshirt with sneakers wasn't an option.  My mom didn't raise me that way. I wore tweed pants, a silk shirt and cozy cowl neck sweater.   I actually showed up in heels!  Once I saw the grassy pathway to the venue I put on my trusty ballet flats. 

My dad wore his beloved West Virgina baseball cap.  And despite his aversion to taking pictures he posed for a few to pacify his pushy daughter.  

He loved the music even singing along to a few of the songs.  I shooshed him and he ignored me.  Order remained in the universe. 

When the cold got to be too much we packed up and headed out.  Each of us chilled to the bone but happy to have ventured out to enjoy the music and the company.

Snuggling my fave partner in crime and concerts.

A little wine to keep warm. 

Granola Goodness - Recipe

Our house runs on granola. It is a healthy versatile snack that travels easily and makes a great gift.

This holiday season I plan to give granola as gifts.  A portion of today's batch is headed to the home of a dear friend who just had her second child earlier this week.  Normally, we give frozen meals but I thought a hearty snack might come in just as handy.  

Another plus is that you can share granola with just about everyone, especially vegan friends. I like to refer to my recipe as vegan friendly which is a little silly.  It isn't as if there are people out there making granola with ground beef or spare ribs. Though with the current bacon craze you never know.   

My point is that this is why I love my homemade granola, it can feed just about anyone.  It is loaded with healthy ingredients that qualify it as pure nutritional gold but so also damn yummy it'll have you lickin' your fingers and asking for more.  I've shared batches with friends and neighbors and all have asked for the recipe.  I have yet to share it until today.

Boo's Granola (Need a Better Name)

Dried pineapple & peanut butter

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Dry Ingredients 
8 cups rolled oats
1 1/2 cups sugar (optional - without sugar it has a cleaner taste)

Additions 
1/2 cup of any or all the following - shredded coconut, slivered almonds, flax seeds, raisins, dried pineapple, apricots, dried cranberries, wheat germ or anything else that tickles your fancy

Wet Mix 
1/2 cup maple syrup
1/4 cup honey
1/2 cup water
1/2 cup peanut butter
1/2 cup canola oil
1 1/2 tablespoons molasses (decrease or optional - this is gives a deeper flavor)
1 tsp vanilla extract
1 tsp almond extract

Preheat oven to 200 degrees and oil baking baking sheets.  I use a canola spray to use as little oil as possible.  Please note this is not the canola oil listed in the wet ingredients.

The wet mixture before heating

Combine all wet ingredients in a small saucepan and warm the mixture then whisk until smooth.

Combine the two mixtures

Pour wet mixture into dry mixture and combine with a wooden spoon until evenly distributed.  I also like to use my hands to make sure they are clumpy pieces.

Bake all the granola at the same time

Spread evenly in the baking sheets.  Ensure you have single layers so that pieces cook evenly.

Bake for 3 hours or until lightly browned and crunchy.  I rotate the baking sheets every 45-60 minutes.  To test that the granola remove a small piece and allow to cool.  Then taste it is crunchy then it is ready.

Allow to cool and store in airtight containers. 

I am gifting some of this batch in a glass juice jar.  Not only this a yummy and healthy gift but now environmentally friendly too.  Trifecta!

The perfect gift.

On a side note, I've been struggling for months to come up with a good name for my granola.  Any suggestions would be appreciated.  

  

 

The Curse of Belfast Linen

Prairie Moon's Crypt Club Pattern

In a world where we tend to focus on imperfections and ways we don't measure up it is a welcome relief to like something about yourself.  Personally, I love that I tend to dive head first into crazy crafting plans without regard for my actual abilities or skill level.

I just assume where there is a will eventually there will be skill.  It is how I learned knitting, beading, sewing and every other crafty endeavor I have taken on.  It is also how I ended up with a lovely counted cross stitch pattern to be stitched on teeny tiny Belfast linen fabric.

To date my counted cross stitch patterns have been stitched on aida cloth that blind grannies can see without their bifocals.  I like the simplicity.  So when I ordered the fabric for Prairie Moon's, Crypt Club pattern it never occurred to me that it wouldn't be on giant 18 count aida cloth.  I didn't even ask - that is how clueless I am.

So now I find myself with a pattern I adore and fabric that scares the bejesus out of me.  There will be tears of frustration, curses that make my hubby's toes curl and fits of anger.  But I am hoping there will also be screams of joy, a sense of accomplishment and ultimately tears of joy.  I won't know if I don't try.  Once again I'm diving knowing I am in above my head before I even hit the water.  Is it crazy that makes me happy?      

Pride Goes Before the Misspelled Fall

I love that feeling, you know the one where you are just zipping along a project.  Things are going so fast and so well that you begin calculate when you'll be done.  In those moments, I feel like queen of the craft.

It exactly as they say, pride does come before the fall.  A quick glance to the left and you can see why the queen of craft has been demoted to jester.

The kick ass pattern is a lovely holiday offering from Subversive Cross Stitch.  If you don't know them but speak sarcasm fluently get thee to their site.

Meanwhile back at Castle Craft, I am working to fix my mistake so the intended giftee knows that I truly wish them a happy fucking holiday.  It's just how I roll.     

How to Make Gift Tags

For me nothing is more wonderful than handmade gift. This may explain why I have crafted everything from scarves to spice mixes to gift friends and loved ones. Each gift is made with loving care so I think the packaging should express the same sentiment.

I recently finished a Clapotis for one of my dearest friends. I couldn't bear the thought of it traveling to Texas in an ugly box. So I looked for the perfect box.  I got lucky and found a pale minty green box with polka dots.  Next, I  rustled up coordinating tissue paper and made the gift tag.  The end result was a sweet perfection.  

I had never made my own gift tag before.  So there was a little trial and error.  In the end I was able to create what I hope is pretty and practical keepsake for the giftee.   

 How to Make a Gift Tag

Print each side of the tag on the same sheet of paper. 

 Print out the gift tag text.  In this case I was doing a two sided tag so I had to ensure there was enough space between the text of each side.

The backside had fiber and care instructions.  This can be pretty handy for knit and crochet items.    

 Then cut the gift tag out of a light cardboard.  The shape can vary.  In this case I went with a traditional shape.

The tag can also be used to put extra buttons, yarn or thread. 

Cover one side with glue and adhere the printed text. Trim. Repeat on the other side.  Add any embellishments.  Finally, using a hole punch make a hole.  You can use this to attach the tag to the gift.  

Never to Early to Plan

Every year around August it dawns on me that high holidays are around the corner.  Thanks to shifting nature of the lunar calendar I am not immediately sure which corner.  A mystery easily solved by googling. 

The googling is quickly followed by oggling of cooking sites and blogs for the perfect Rosh Hashanah menu.  A task made infinitely harder since I am a lactose intolerant vegetarian.  There is no substitute for brisket.....none.  So the hunt is on. 

For those of you not in the know, the traditional food is apples and honey.  Delicious, healthy and tough to make savory without dairy.  So any suggestions are appreciated. 

 

Ring-a-Ding-Ding Baby!

Ever since the Mister and I tied the knot at The Excalibur, I've had a soft spot in my heart for good ol' Vegas.  So I as thrilled when he suggested we go back so he could attend a conference.  Let's face it Vegas is "where else on Earth could this happen kind of town."

Honestly where else can you:

 See Mike Tyson....

 Win $14.64 on a Top Gun themed slot machine.....

 Kick yourself for wasting your $5 gambling money on Top Gun when there is a Star Wars slot machine....

 Fist bump a gorilla statue....

 See a barefoot bikini clad woman in a hotel casino on her cellphone yelling at some unfortunate soul....

 See a fountain show set to Elvis' Viva Las Vegas....

 See an uber-creepy Beavis and Butthead posing for pictures with strangers....

 Have Tahitian Vanilla-tinis at 2 pm in the afternoon....

 

 and best of all see dear friends? Why Vegas, of course!

Sunday Brunch or What to do With Leftover Polenta

Italian Eggs Bendicto

It is the question that eternally plagues home chefs - what to do with leftovers that are too yummy to toss.  I was faced with dilemma after overestimating how hungry my husband and stepson would be after a morning of surfing.

The hubby came up with the brilliant idea of making an egg dish.  We both love brunch and Eggs Benedict.  But as vegetarians yummy brunch classics rarely pass our lips these days.  So those bare polenta cakes screamed Eggs Benedicto!   


Eggs Benedicto

3 polenta cakes
2  tbs olive oil

Tomato-Basil Topping 
2 tbs olive oil
1/2 onion finely chopped
1 tomato chopped
1 small clove of garlic minced
Splash of water
3 tbs fresh basil in chiffonade
**If you don't know how to chiffonade click here**
Salt and pepper to taste. 

3 eggs 

Heat the olive oil in non-stick frying pan on med-high heat..  When hot add polenta cakes and cook until a golden crust with toast points are on both sides.  Remove and place aside in a dish.  Keep warm.

Reduce to medium heat.  Add onions and cook for two minutes.  Add oil if needed.  Next add garlic, tomato and water.  Salt and pepper to taste.  When the tomatoes are visibly cooked add the basil place.  Cook 10-15 more seconds then place in a bowl and keep warm.

Wipe out the pan.  And prepare as you like to fry the eggs.  Cook the eggs over easy.  The key to this dish is a lovely runny yolk.   

Assemble the dish.  Place the polenta then add the egg and top with the tomato-basil topping.   You can also used poached eggs and/or top with Parmesan cheese.

To make vegan friendly simply remove the eggs. 

Tropical Vanilla Mango Jam

Laundry basket full of mangoes

 When Maria Von Trapp, then Sister Maria, sang about her favorite things she forgot to mention homemade mango jam.  Granted it was World War II Austria where mangoes weren't likely to be a popular fruit.  And there was the rise of the Third Reich and that fact that the problem known as Maria was fictional.  But I firmly believe had she known she would have found a way to rhyme to mango jam with raindrops, kittens and warm woolen mittens. 

  

Monty guarding my precious mangoes

 My mango jam adventure started as Costa Rica's mango season was winding down.  Warm sunny days started to give way to rainy gray skies and roadside fruit stands were desperate to sell quickly ripening mangoes.  Signs offered crates of mangoes for $5 US dollars.  I can't resist a yummy ripe mango or a bargain.  So I bought crate and dreamed of all the goodies I could make.

As it turns out a basket of mangoes can go pretty far.  I made jam, fruit parfaits, pies and smoothies.  But the Tropical Vanilla Mango Jam was the best.  Like bottled sunshine.   

 Tropical Vanilla Mango Jam

Ingredients:

• 6 cups semi-ripe or ripe mango slices

• 2 cups water

• 3 cups granulated sugar   

**( I decreased it to 2 cups and cooked slightly longer)

• 1 tablespoon vanilla extract

Preparation:

Chopped mangoes at a boil

 Combine the mango slices and water in a saucepan and boil over moderate heat for 15 minutes, until the mangoes are tender. 

Pureeing mangoes in the pan with immersion blender

Press this mixture through a sieve, or process in an electric blender or food processor until smooth.   

I opted to use my handy-dandy immersion blender.  So there was no fussing with moving boiling hot fruit to a blender or food processor.  If you don't have an immersion blender a potato masher would be just as effective. 

Adding raw sugar

Return to the saucepan and add the sugar and vanilla extract.

Mangoes with sugar and vanilla boiling

 Boil for 30 to 40 minutes, until thick and the proper consistency for a jam

The delicious finished product

Pour into hot sterilized jars and seal.  Let cool then store in refrigerator and/or give as gifts.  The jam should be consumed within 4 weeks. 

Monty and His Next Victim

The fear you see in this little bear's eyes is not a figment of your or my imagination.  I am convinced this sweet little bear knows he is in for a wild ride.

Anyone with a Boston Terrier will confirm the following; unstuffing toys, pillows, tissue boxes and anything with fluffy fun goodness inside is a more than just a hobby.  It is a passion.

I think the bear knows.  

Abandonded Blogs Never Prosper

It is a fact that if you don't post no one reads your blog.  Though I suppose in most cases  the author and blog abandoner couldn't give a fig or a rat's ass.  That isn't how I feel.  I have the nerve to not post and still expect the attention.  You can blame my parents.

While not blogging I've been busy hosting visitors, traveling and working.  So it isn't that I've been resting on my laurels while my Boston Terrier fans me and the hubby gives me bon bons.

But since abandoned blogs never prosper and I am determined to make my contribution to the blogosphere and attain -10 Z list fame, I will be back. 

Special Delivery

Ten days ago my husband had the misfortune to have his tonsils taken out.  Given the state of his tonsils these past years it was unavoidable.  However, knowing it was a necessary procedure and surviving the painful recovery are two very different things entirely.

Shortly, after his surgery there was a flower delivery guy at out door with a lovely bouquet of sunflowers and a giant tub of fruit sorbet.  It was a special delivery from my friend, Cindy....all the way in Texas.  Texas!!!!

I like to think of myself as a crafty gal. But this, in my opinion, is a whole new level of crafty gumption.  There aren't words to express my appreciation.  I'll try anyway.  Thanks Cindy, you are the bees knees my dear.     

Starting Over

After a month trying to get around what seems to be a general block on Typepad I am starting over.  So I am abandoning my former blog to start over.  Once I get the hang of blogger's way of doing things the blog will move to chicaenglish.com.  Until them my former blog remains the hapless victim of spam comments.  Poor ol' gal.  

Since I loathe wearing name tags or lengthy introductions lets leave it at I'm here and though not queer a bit odd...get used to it!  And come back!