Time to Return

Never before did I experience the disorienting feeling of death in such a way as I have in the past couple of months. The confusing labyrinth I’ve fallen into pulled me away from life, my own life, including this blog and my love for writing about food. But it’s time to come back.

Many things have happened in the world in the past couple of months, besides my personal loss. A new president came in, women marched all over the world, and the nerves of many groups and countries are spilling over, especially as the dreaded changes start to happen. What does this has to do with food you might ask? Everything.

I’ve used this blog for the past couple of years with the hope to make food more approachable to anyone who reads it. I’ve spoken about my shortcomings with food, from the unknown cooking techniques required for artichoke decoding to overcoming my dislike for beets. I’ve approached meal planning and food waste in a attempt to understand them better and open the conversation.
Food is a place where we can unify, we all eat. Granted we all eat differently, something I value deeply, but i trust we all understand the importance of food, good, wholesome food. 

pickled Chioggia beets

The latest news of the new government possibly banning the USDA and EPA from communicating to the public about their research, research that affects our daily lives through food policy, laws and regulations. Or that the Keystone XL and Dakota pipeline projects were called back to reapply worry me. We could agree that it targets our food sovereignty. Especially when we add the conversations surrounding cuts to the school lunch programs that serve low-income children; dismantling the Affordable Care Act (ACA) which many states, like Oregon and Denver, have used as a way to recognize the silent problem of food insecurity; and many new moms use for breastfeeding support and lactation supplies. 

I’m not planning on turning this blog on a food policy site, I don’t have the knowledge Marion Nestle or Michael Pollan have on the topic, or the infrastructure and experience of the journalists at Civil Eats. What I do have is a mission to teach people about a simple turnip and how to cook it, or how a beet is not as scary as the millions of corn kernels grown on the U.S. farm belt used to feed cattle {which makes them sick because ruminants aren’t meant to eat grain but grass}, or to become sweeteners, fillers, and preservatives in junk food, amongst other deplorable uses, as you can hear in this podcast from The BBC Food Chain

beet greens and parsley

I’ll continue bringing stories of simple food, of the humble chard, or my beloved lentils. Because as the famous Leah Chase, Queen of Creole, says, “Food is so important, it makes people happy, and if you are happy you think better.” 

xo
~Paula

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Stewed Garbanzos and The Art of Meal Planning

With the summer abundance finished it’s time to shift gears and plan meals for cold, busy weeks. Summer is easier, with lots of fresh produce, garden offerings and the punishing heat that suggests lighter meals, lots of rosé and mint water, preferably in the backyard under tree shade. Fall and winter are a different game, I’m extra hungry as the weather cools and the days shorten, and fuller meals are in demand.

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Meal planning is key to my budget, and my sanity. It helps me prepare quick meals as my life runs faster than I can, and it keeps me from wasting food. In a country where 40-50% of the food produced goes to waste it’s difficult to take food waste serious, until it has a personal impact. After all, part of what I teach is meal planning and mindfulness around food, which makes me more aware of my own shortcomings.

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Every Saturday, I fill bowls with beans, lentils and grains, of any color and shape, cover them with water and soak them overnight. On Sunday, I cook them all, as I mosey around sipping my morning coffee and reading The New York Times. At home, we are not vegetarians, but we use pulses, grains, and many vegetables to stretch animal proteins. Luckily, I’m a trained Colombian who grew up on beans and rice, so diversifying using lentils, beans and vegetables is familiar, if not comforting.

Once cooked, pulses and grains are an easy and reliable base for many meals through the week, with or without meat. Sometimes I’ll make bigger batches and freeze finished meals for the following week, if I know I’ll be extra busy. This weekend we worked on a batch of lentil-oat bars for Mr. Thomas, as he’s always bouncing around town and in need of nutritious snacks. We also worked on black bean and farro tacos for a lazy Sunday lunch; garbanzos to stew with tomatoes and fennel, to make hummus, and for falafel patties; and white beans for Cassoulet and Minestrone soupwhich I froze in two-portion containers, and are perfect for a snowy night, like tonight, when traffic is horrid and stressful, and I can relax knowing that a hearty dinner is ready to heat up.

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This weekly ritual acts as a way to inventory what is in our fridge, pantry and freezer, and to find recipes for produce, or other perishables. I’m mortified anytime a lonely turnip or carrot, forgotten underneath a pile of mushrooms or lettuce, gets soft and moldy and I have to dispose of the dead evidence. How much did I pay for that turnip?

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Lentil-Oat Bars and Holiday Lentil Gifts

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For as long as I can remember, lentils have been a part of my life. My mother’s favorite meal is lentil soup, and if I had to choose a food to live on forever it would be lentils and rice, preferably basmati rice. 

Last month, I went to a conference in Austin, TX, where I learned about an organization promoting lentils, Canadian Lentils. I normally don’t write about specific products {except for books or interesting websites}, but this got my attention. They displayed lentils in burlap bags next to mason jars, in front of two tall shelves full of spices. From turmeric, ginger, garam masala, cumin, dried herbs, and different kinds of peppers, they encouraged visitors to take a jar fill it with lentils and add spices, either following one of their recipes or each person’s own mix. They elevated this humble pulse and made it the star of the conference, their booth was packed at all times with people interested on the endless possibilities provided by the spices. 

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Lentils are miracle food. Let’s deconstruct this statement:

  • Lentils contain high amounts of protein. 1 cup of cooked lentils has 18 grams of protein
  • Lentils are high in heart-healthy fiber that also helps level blood sugar
  • Lentils provide high levels of iron 
  • Lentils, like other pulses or legumes, fix nitrogen into the soil where they are planted, creating a better growing environment for other plants, and reducing the carbon footprint of our food by using less chemical fertilizers per kilo-calorie
  • Lentils are delicious and versatile, and we can find recipes from all over the globe that feature them. They adapt to any spices and flavors we may dream of using. Italian lentil soup with tomatoes, thyme or oregano, for example, or Indian Dahl – orange split lentil – soup with curry, my mothers lentil soup with cumin, paprika and turmeric, or endless salad combinations, like Bulgur and black lentil salad with carrot green pesto.

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the perfect apple-almond cake photo

There’s something about fall that screams baking! During the summer months I run away from the oven with terrorizing memories of the sticky and sweaty kitchen years I endured as a baker, but as soon as the backyard fills with leaves my little inner baker wakes up.

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The falling leaves and crisps nights make it irresistible for a warm and sweet baked good right out of the oven, together with a cup of coffee and a good book. The heat of the oven helps me warm up the house in the absence of a fire-place, which would make this story seem more fairytale than it really is; and if I had a say, my fairytale would include year-round mild weather and an ocean view.

Fall’s slow death into winter also slows life, or at least it feels that way. I rediscover books with folded pages and pencil notes from before the rush of summer. A bit dusty, but not at all forgotten, they guarded their message and waited for me and our daily afternoon coffee, or evening glass of wine. 

One of those books I’m a few pages from finishing is Best Food Writing 2015, a yearly compilation of food-related essays, which has been done for more than a decade now, by Holly Hughes. I got hooked on these books a few years back when my interest shifted from cookbooks {yes, i still buy some of those} to food writing as narrative, a way to tell food stories. 

As I planned for this post, an essay from this book came to mind, “The Imperfect Family Kitchen,” by Debbie Koenig.

The essay begins with: “Food writers are lying to you,” yikes! and I agree, for the most part. She talks about the behind the scenes of recipes development {or recreation} and food photography, and the reality we don’t show on blog posts like this…Nope, I don’t have any pictures of dirty dishes for you, sorry.
We ‘lie’ because ugly pictures don’t sell, and pretty pictures DO, they attract people to follow and click on a link. 

When I first started this blog, my pictures were ugly, as not pretty or appealing, my goal was to share a recipe and a story, and didn’t understand that the photos made a difference. There were many reason for my bad photos {not to say they are absolutely great now, but better} besides my lack of skill.  My kitchen is dark, with orange-yellow maple cabinets and dark green-blue counter tops. My pictures reflected that, even worse when I’d turn the lights on to photograph dinner the yellow hue would translate onto the photo. 

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Hours of reading about food photography and a full week of deconstructing and reconstructing my office made my photos crisper and cleaner. The office became a white box, I took the carpet off and installed plywood planks on the floor, and painted walls, floor and ceiling a crisp white, to bounce the window light and not alter the color of the food. 

My pictures don’t reflect the dated refrigerator, the broken-down microwave, or the prop I use to keep the oven door close because the hinges don’t work. They show an “edited” idea of how cooking really happens here. Don’t get me wrong, I love my kitchen and many great meals successfully come out of it, including this apple cake, but how many people really want to see a load of bad pictures full of reality? 

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The Last Greens for Salsa Verde

Summer is holding on. Or maybe, we are holding on to summer, not letting it go, unwilling to face the inevitable winter ahead.

The growing season extends with cooler-weather produce like beets, carrots, radishes, and herbs like parley, oregano and thyme, which enjoy the comfortable low 80s and 70s we’ve had the past few weeks. In an effort to preserve every bit of the season, we picked the last of the parsley plants {all 15 of them}, and a few big beets and carrots, and used the greens to make our version of Salsa Verde.

Nearing the end of October with early September weather makes me hope that Mother Earth forgot to schedule winter this year, and that we may just skip the bitter frosty temperatures. Another less optimistic possibility points to drought. Everything is crispy around here, {except the leftover nachos from the other night.} Leaves, grasses, bushes, shrubs, are a blow away from an instant fire hazard. We look at the sky, hands up in worship, for a drop of rain, I’ll even take snow if it’s the only option, something, anything to relive the anemic moisture levels hovering around.

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I take advantage of the extended warm season and stock on homemade preserved foods from our garden and the bounty from local farmers. This salsa verde is one of my favorite additions to the bunch, as it adds the brightness of summer to any dish and to any future snowy day.

There are many variations of salsa verde or green sauce, and its history dates back centuries. Alan Davidson says in the Oxford Companion to Food, that in England “The earliest recipes or descriptions of the sauce called for a complex mixture of green herbs,” including parsley, thyme and sorrel. He also cites a German version, which mixes the blended green herbs with sour cream, yogurt or hard-boiled eggs.

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Grilled Peach and Corn Salsa, and My New Found Obsession with Preserving

I mentioned in the past that preserving wasn’t in my DNA, well neither was English and here we are.

This season I have preserved more than the 15 years i have lived in the U.S. combined. From jams, to fruit butters, sauces, salsas, chutneys, to dried herbs and soaps. Someone told me a few years back, “You don’t have the preserving bug, yet,” to which I replied “Not sure I’ll ever get it.” I know, what a joke.

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The more I dig into the pros and cons of eating seasonally, the more I learn to appreciate the bounty of fresh, Colorado grown products in the summer and fall, and align myself with the process of preparing for winter, when our diet consists mostly of root vegetables, grains, pulses, hearty greens and a few sustainably raised meats.
Preserving the summer and fall harvest allows me to go back in time by taking little capsules of flavor from my freezer or canning cellar to inject life to any meal. Let’s face it, after 3 months of parsnips and rutabagas I wish to break loose and buy an out-of-season zucchini {most likely from Mexico}, instead I add pesto to any dish from soups to pastas to beans or lentils; or chutney to meats or roasted vegetables.

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The bug hasn’t consumed me fully, I still can’t find myself canning soups and anything that requires a pressure-canning technique; even thought I’m comfortable using a pressure cooker, I’m not sure I trust a load of cans inside of it. It troubles me. Every time I consider the idea, the memories of a big pressure cooker exploding at my mother’s restaurant when I was in my early teens come rushing, and I walk away. For now, I’ll stick to water baths.

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