drawing from cooking

we all draw. all day. every day. the world pours itself onto us and around us and we wade in it. we absorb it and then draw on it. draw it up through our life straws, thin and broad, dotted and striped, wide enough for bubble drinks, bubbling up and over and through, and drawing us along with it. long broad draw strokes.

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Down to Earth Grilled Cheese Sandwich

they draw from it. cooking. bread and cheese and heat. draw life from that. life on earth and on another earth. an earth in another galaxie. draw your breath in and think of that. an earth in another galaxie. do they eat grilled cheese there? bet your bottom drawer, they do!

Seven Days to Roll


Bon Apetit showed it’s face
With a different ‘wich in a different place

You’ve got seven days to rock
You’ve got seven days to roll
Seven days, you’re gonna stuff your face
With a different sandwich
In a different place
Seven days to rock
Well, you’ve got seven days to roll

Monday, sister Suzie’s ball
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Tuesday, you’re at the Union Hall
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Wednesday, you’re at the Roadhouse Inn
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Thursday, you’re at the Lion’s Den
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Friday, you hit the Chatterbox
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Saturday and Sunday, everybody rocks
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Monday, you’re goin’ for pastrami
Tuesday, it’s gonna be baked beans
Wednesday, it’s cold roast beef
Thursday, bacon, egg and cheese
Friday, it’s Brazilian Bauru
Saturday and Sunday, any ‘wich will do

With apologies and thanks to songwriters Buck Trail, Louis Innis and Henry Glover.

Thank you for the alert, Morsty!

Shameless Self Promotion Number “I’ll Take the 2.2 Pounder”

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Nutella is the Audrey Hepburn of clients – classy in any context, smooth but not unctuous, European and effortlessly chic, sweet with depth. Color me swirly-happy to be a Nutella stylist-of-choice for now.
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My Heart Leaps Up

And where did my boy just have lunch during a temple youth weekend in NYC? After visiting the Tenement Museum? Where else? Katz’s! What did he order? Pastrami! Thick cut too. 

L Roy Goldberg

Katz's

Newest York Sandwiches

Once an icon, always an icon. Even while seeming to be gobbled up by retail homogeneity, New York is still the tops, our Metropolicon. An American beacon for eaters, New York, with it’s urban siblings Chicago and LA, is the newest and newsiest for sandwiches.

Those who pay attention to things sandwichy have made a list. Yes, another list, in – what I believe is good intent – an effort to narrow our choices and consequently broaden our happiness.

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New York City’s 15 Most Iconic Sandwiches

Thanks a 15-Million,  Sfeeha-Eeta-Girl Susan!

Brain Freeze

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“Well he handed me a mouth harp and a cold brain sandwich, got in that ancient Cadillac and headed for the ditch.”

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My favorite band –  The Bottle Rockets –  has a new song! Here’s a tease. I’m hanging the rest of my year on this snippet and watching their tour dates. Sooner or later before 2013 is out they must be headed for this Virginia ditch. Until then, my brain’s on freeze, sitting on ice waiting it out. Oh lord I can’t wait to see ’em and say…Yeah!

Headed for the Ditch

Well they want us to eat shit and say thanks
Yeah they wanna hand you paper and you can take that to the bank
Well I scratch their back but I still got my itch
Saying Sammy can’t drive 55 but I’m headed for the ditch…Yeah!
The mood is ugly like they want to kill us
Accountants and lawyers acting like their Bruce Willis
Well they want us to turn down and play the blues
They want Mercedes-Benz all they got is BMW’s
So like trained fleas you got to please the famous bar bitch
This road goes on forever so I’m headed for the ditch…Bye!
Well I got a little drunk my head was swimming
I had this dream and it was not about women
I saw this hippie and I think it was Neil Young
He said “I heard your song its already been sung”
Well then he handed me a mouth harp and a cold brain sandwich
Got in the ancient Cadillac and headed for the ditch
‘Ol Neil got in the ancient Cadillac and headed for the ditch….See ‘ya!

See ya! Yes please. And may we see, please, a new album? A brain sandwich of an album. A hearty, heavenly, savory and sweet filling sandwiched by the brainwave genius of Eric Roscoe Ambel. Yes please.

 

Root Beer Tales Too

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From my mother’s friend Marion,  who was born in the 1920’s.

We lived a very all-American life, my mom was a stay-at-home mother, and Joe, my father, was a railroad engineer that drove the big locomotive passenger train to Chicago. He worked all the time. One day he announced that he would make me some root beer in the basement. I was thrilled!

Remember there were no A&W root beer stands. My best treat was 5 cents to run to the drugstore to get  a candy bar.

Joe was a very serious father, so the idea of a root beer party sounded great! I actually can’t remember the whole process that went on, but that evening after dinner, we were all reading in the living room (before tv) when fireworks started, all coming from the basement. Yup, every bottle had exploded!

My father never made root beer again.

Marion Tomlinson

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Homemade Root Beer

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And reprising a post from July 2007:

Gimme an R, Gimme an O, Gimme an O, Gimme a T

Gimme a B, Gimme an E, Gimme an E, Gimme an R!!

Whattaya Got!


Official pop of the summer season. As they say in Wisconsin, 9 months of winter and 3 months of bad sledding. (Let’s not think about how globe warming is gonna change our vernacular.)

The New York Times is burping Sprecher’s praises.

So luscious with a sandwich.


Dog n Suds was a drive-in I liked when I was a kid. Hot dogs and root beer delivered by a car hop. Does make my tongue feel soapy to think of it, but the name is a good one.

And from a childhood preceding mine, a story from my mother:

Root Beer Blast

Having been born to young, working-class parents two years before the Great Depression descended in 1929, as I grew up I was very familiar with the philosophy of “Use it up, wear it out, make it do, do without”, necessary during that time.

Things like ice cream or root beer were special treats. With ice plentiful (think winter in Wisconsin), people often made their own ice cream. Home-made was cheaper. My mother bought a package of root beer mix which, I assume, contained flavoring and perhaps fermentation materials. My mother followed the directions on the package that said it only needed to be mixed with water (and perhaps yeast, also easily available) in a big jar with a tight lid, and then to be left in a cool dark place for a few days to be transformed. Being under age ten at the time, I am a little fuzzy about all of that.

One evening my parents planned to attend a church gathering that did not include children. Since I was being left at home, she felt I deserved a little treat, and retrieved the big jar from the basement. It looked like root beer except that it was still, without the foam that the mugs of root beer in the ads showed. So I asked her to shake it up before she poured it out. To humor me, she did,and then unscrewed the lid.

Well……

The root beer EXPLODED and coated every surface, including ourselves (and my mother in her good clothes). Boy was my mother mad and I don’t remember if my parents got to church that night.

Toast Poast Number 2.5×1.25×2.5

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DIY Paper Toaster by Tinkerbot on Etsy

This listing is for a DIY printable paper toaster. Assembly is required!

I got one. From where I sit with scissors and glue, life’s irresistible imperatives are often ephemeral, fleeting amusement, a dopamine kick. It’s a matter of connect-the-dots to get yourself through the day, the week, the year, the life. And you got to do it yourself.

Matzo IS Bread, Ya Noodnik!

Hey, I’m posting a recipe. For Passover. Or another time.

Second Helpings, Please! was given to me by a super lovely client. He had talked about it – cause this book is beloved in Canada and was written by the mother of a longtime family friend of his in Montreal.  I had shown enthusiasm, he generously sent me a copy, I felt obliged to cook from it. Obliged in a good way. Do not need nor want anymore cookbooks staring me down to COOK FROM THEM. So I did.

Checked the index for sandwiches and there it was, Baked Matzo Sandwiches. Have you heard of that? I had not. Bingo! Exciting. Thank you, Eric, for giving me a reason to cook something new.

I had fun in the kitchen with this unusual – to me anyway – sandwich. I cooked. From a book. With embellishments. The original recipe calls for matzo, ground meat and onions. Plus salt and pepper and a couple other incidentals. So there was lots of room to improvise and I did. With lamb, pinenuts, escarole, garlic and… I thought of yellow raisins and will add them next time.

This sandwich was pretty good. Actually, I loved it. The matzo gets crispy, but is soft on the inside, and the flavors were so nice together, as were the textures. While cooking from this book the web that connects me to the world before us, behind us and within us filled my mind and heart.

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IMG_5626 Toasted Matzo Sandwich of Lamb, Escarole and Pinenuts

1 matzo, broken in half

1 egg, beaten
2 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil, divided
4 ounces ground lamb, veal, turkey, chicken or combination
1/4 medium onion, finely chopped
1 clove garlic, finely chopped
1 1/2 cups chopped escarole leaves, coarsely chopped
1 tablespoon toasted pinenuts

Salt and freshly ground black pepper, to taste

A nice option: The addition of some yellow raisins. I did not add them, but will next time. Also, the escarole could be replaced with spinach, arugula or watercress.   IMG_5628 First get out all the ingredients. IMG_5627 Put the matzo in an 8×8-inch dish and cover it with water. Let it sit. IMG_5629 Chop the onion, garlic and escarole. Turn the matzo dish sideways over the sink and gently press out the water with your hand. Try to keep the matzo intact. Pour the beaten egg over the matzo and season it with salt and pepper. IMG_5630 Put about 1 tablespoon olive oil in a small, non-stick saute pan and set over medium-high heat to warm. Add the lamb and brown it nicely, stirring with a wooden spoon to break it into little pieces. Spoon the lamb out into a bowl, turn the heat down to low and add the onions.

Let the onions cook slowly until they are soft and sweet, about 5 minutes. Stir them often, let them brown, but not burn.

Add the garlic and cook for a minute or two, until the garlic softens. Add the escarole, turn up the heat to medium high and stir until the escarole is wilted.

Remove from heat, stir in the lamb and pinenuts. Taste and then season with salt and pepper if you feel it is needed.

IMG_5631 Preheat the oven to 400 degrees F. Coat a large, non-stick, oven-proof (no plastic handles) saute pan with a thin layer of olive oil and set it over medium heat.

With a thin, flat, metal spatula lift one piece of matzo out of the egg carefully. Try not to break the matzo too much (it will be kind of a mess but that’s okay) and put it in the saute pan. If the matzo is broken just spread it into a nice flat rectangle as best you can. IMG_5632Spoon the filling onto the matzo and spread it around gently.  Lift the second piece of matzo out of the egg with the metal spatula and lay it over the sandwich filling. If it is in pieces, just patch it together and proceed. Not to worry.

Let the sandwich crisp up on the stove for about 4 minutes, then move it to the oven for 10 minutes. Use the spatula to turn your sandwich over and put it back in the oven for about 10 more minutes until it is brown and firm and crisp.

Slide the sandwich onto a board, use a serrated knife to cut it in half and eat it up. IMG_5634 IMG_5635 - Version 2 I ate (most of the sandwich) with a fork and knife, although it could be picked up easily. Fork and knife saved the laundress a bit of napkin washing. Sunny weekend lunch with panache.

Labrador Retriever Much, Lisa?

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A new email! A new email! A new email!
Is it something good? I’m sure it’s something good! It’s going to make me happy!
Oh boy, a new email!

That’s me when the pavlovian ~bing~ of an email arrives. And, you know, sometimes it is something good. Maybe even often. This arrived today:

Hello Lisa

I’m writing to let you know that Lunch Encounter made it onto CulinaryPrograms.net’s recently completed list of 100 Magnificent Sites for Chefs. Congratulations!

We built this list for the next generation of chefs who will soon be entering culinary programs and will need to stay up to date on the latest trends in cuisine, and know how to leverage the internet and other forms of media to get their work noticed. We think your site is a great example of how culinary professionals can use the web to their advantage.

Congratulations again, and please don’t hesitate to email me with questions or comments.

Chelsea Barber

Culinary Programs

Yes, I believe that “gullible” is painted on the ceiling and I like it like that. We may as well believe the best until it is disproven. Perhaps we will be lucky enough to go to our grave in the glow of delusion.

I checked the website and am in very good company. The blog list is excellent. Wow, there are a lot of blogs out there (and in here, in my computer). If anyone looks at mine ever, I think that is a victory against the odds.

So now I have the Magnificent Chef Site badge at the Lunch Encounter and I’m happy for the endorsement. Thank you CulinaryPrograms.net! To all of you thinking food24/7 looks like a bright future, lord have mercy there are so many more choices and opportunities for you then there were when I hit the CIA in 1977. It’s a much bigger, much bolder, much brighter world. Grab hold and enjoy the centrifugal force!

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