I’ve blogged about my love of onions, especially raw onions. It seems to me I am in the minority when it comes to eating raw onions. Almost everyone else loves them cooked–especially caramelized. Well, I have a confession. Unless it’s in French onion soup, I do not like caramelized onions. Call me weird if you want, but that’s just the way it is.
Imagine how I feel, then, when I keep seeing recipes using caramelized onions. Or shows on the Food Network that extol the flavor of them on sandwiches, including one of my favorites, hamburgers.
A couple weeks ago, I decided to try to find a way I liked caramelized onions. And I did. Powder. Why not? I’ve already made onion powder and smoked onion powder. Caramelized onion powder seemed like the next logical step.
I took 6 small to medium onions and sliced them thinly. I used my food processor to make sure I got a consistent thickness. Then I threw them in the Crock Pot with 8 tablespoons of butter and let it go until they were brown and soft.
They took about 12 hours on low, stirring occasionally, to get to this consistency. Slow cooker temperatures vary, of course. And you can cook on the stove in a heavy pot if you want.
The next step is to drain the onions. Be careful not to throw away the liquid. It can be frozen or refrigerated and used in sauces and cooking liquids.
After the cooked onions are well drained, put them in the dehydrator. I dehydrated mine at 115 degrees for about 9 hours, until they were dry and could be easily crushed. Many factors influence the length of time it takes to dehydrate things, so keep an eye on the onions.
But remember, I wanted powder. So most of them went into the spice grinder and became The Enabling Cook’s Caramelized Onion Powder.
As for storage, I’m not sure it’s shelf stable, because the onions were cooked in butter. So I’m keeping it in the refrigerator to be on the safe side.
Even if you like caramelized onions, I encourage you to give the powdered version a try.
Since moving I seem to have a difficult time sitting down and writing a blog post. To be honest, to write anything other than something for work. I’m hoping to change that now and keep to a regular blogging schedule. And I do appreciate hearing from those who have missed the posts.
Now that I have a larger kitchen–with counter space, no less–I have been doing more cooking and baking. I’ve also been experimenting. I’ll be blogging about my experiments in upcoming weeks.
First, though, I want to share something I’d never heard of until a Google session. Egg Cheese. Of course I was immediately drawn to the word “cheese.” But it’s not really cheese. Still, it’s good. And it’s easy to make.
There are multiple terms for this dish. Google “egg cheese,” “cured egg yolks,” “salt-cured egg yolk,” and “preserved egg yolks.”
All you need are egg yolks (and they can’t be broken) and kosher or canning salt. Some recipes call for a combination of salt and sugar. I opted to do the 100 percent salt option. And a dish, of course. Pour a layer of salt into the bottom of a dish. Make enough divots to hold the number of egg yolk’s you’re preserving. I had three, so I made three beds in my salt layer.
Now they go in the refrigerator for a week or so. I carefully turned them over after they had hardened a bit, about two days later, and reburied them.
After about a week (mine took about eight days) they’ll be ready for the next step. You can tell they are ready if they are mostly solid but have a slight give. Remove the egg yolks from the salt. Brush any salt from the yolk’s surface. If necessary, slightly–SLIGHTLY–moisten a paper towel to wipe it off. To be honest, I didn’t get all my salt off, and they seem none the worse for wear. Make a little cheesecloth bag for each egg yolk, and hang in the refrigerator. This may be the only time I’ve ever been happy I have open shelves in the fridge.
So now what? You can use it in many cases where you would have used Parmesan cheese. It grates beautifully.
This is an easy thing to make, and many people will likely not have heard of it. The most difficult thing is dealing with friends who say, “Eww, gross,” when you tell them you’re making egg cheese–once they hear what it is. It’s worth it, though.
Well now. I logged on to blog this morning (finally), and it appears many things have changed here as well as in my life. For example, I can no longer access my stats. Hopefully things are all right with the way the blog functions as a whole.
Anyway, the move is complete. The unpacking, however, has not. It probably won’t be for a long time. When I moved, I decided to leave behind many things I hadn’t used for a long time. In part this was due to saving space in the van and trailer moving me. But it also derived from my wanting to eliminate some extraneous things.
My new home has more space, including in the kitchen, but there are still too many things for that space. Again, I decided to make some changes. I’ve put out the things I use most, and the others are stored in one of the rooms I’m not using this winter.
So what is my kitchen like, now that I’m moved in. Here are the two counter areas.
There are also cabinets above and below my sink. I use them primarily for my pots, pans, and dishes.
I have an unheated mudroom, where I can also store things that need to be cool. At least in the winter.
I had a brilliant idea to use one of the counter units for my baking and the other for other projects. In theory it works, but in reality, not so much.
I had been thinking of replacing my kitchen table with a steel work table. And I still may add the work table. But the simple fact of the matter is that there is plenty of room for both. There is a lot of room between the counter areas. A lot of room. I’d like to get something with storage, too.
So what have I made since moving in and getting settled? Lots of soups and stews. I love to have a selection in the freezer, and I have 3 or 4 in there now. Last night’s dinner was homemade chicken noodle soup, and some of those leftovers may go in there, too. I’ve been working on a new BBQ sauce, and I’m quite happy with one I made for some pork ribs the other night. And to make it really seem like home, I’ve made bread. That really makes it feel like home.
Hopefully I’ll be back in the blog mode now and can post regularly. Thanks for your patience.
It has come to my attention that I’ve not posted much in October. Believe me, it has nothing to do with a lack of interest or a lack of material. Rather, it has to do with too much real life. About a month ago, I received a notice my month-to-month lease for my apartment was not being renewed, and I was not offered a long-term lease. After 12 years here, I had to find a new home. And finding a new home is made even more difficult thanks to 5 little complications: Clarence, Purrl, Marlin, Norman, and Phoebe–my cats.
Though I originally planned to stay in my current city, it suddenly hit me I didn’t have to. Thanks to being a freelancer, I could move anywhere. Well anywhere there’s Internet access. I turned to Craigslist and found several promising leads. I also found several scams. By the way, apparently the Nigerian scams have expanded to houses on the Internet. I soon learned if it sounds too good to be true, it most likely is.
I finally settled on 2 possibles and put down a deposit on the one I wanted. Then I got an e-mail saying she couldn’t rent it to me; she needed to rent it to a friend. I contacted the other possible, and it was gone. I can’t blame him. After I paid my security deposit, I sent him an e-mail saying I wouldn’t be taking it. So I was back to square 1.
Last weekend I looked again at Craigslist and found one that sounded like a great option. And the cats were no problem. Tuesday, a friend and I went to see it. Oh the potential! It’s not fancy schmantzy, but then nor am I. The kitchen (my most important room) is big. And there’s lots of counter and storage space in the kitchen. It’s been a very long time since I’ve had a kitchen with so much space.
Oh, and the kitchen is colorful.
There are counters on both side walls as well as shelves. I hope to make “curtains” for the open shelves. The table can go next to the window, or I could put it in the middle of the kitchen as more workspace. Options! I love options!
So why am I saying so long and thankful for fish? Well, I’m moving. But I’m also changing my lifestyle considerably. I’m moving from an urban area to a former mining hamlet in the Adirondacks. There are no businesses (at least that I could see on our visit) and about 250 people. There are empty storefronts that would be perfect for my dream bread bakery, jam, jelly, butter, cheese, sausage, ferment, etc. shop, including one next to an old cemetery. Depending on weather, my self-sustainability can come in very handy.
I am keeping this blog, of course. But I’ll also be starting one that will cover this life change. A publisher has shown interest in a book about it, so I will be blogging with that in mind. Once I have the blog set up, I hope you will visit it and comment often. But don’t forget The Enabling Cook. I’m moving next week, and I’m hopeful I’ll be back up to speed with posts here soon.
*This is the title of one of Douglas Adams’s Hitchhiker’s Guides, as well as the theme song to the film, Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.
I knew it was going to happen. So why did it surprise me when my brain filled with visions of sausage flavors?
Well, that’s exactly what has happened since I made my first sausage in casings. It’s as though I opened the floodgates of sausage flavor goodness. I keep trying to find something that tastes good (duh) and allows me to show some creativity. And if I can get some smoky flavor, all the better.
I’m lucky to have an indoor smoker and a nice selection of woods. But I don’t always want to smoke my sausage. My breakfast sausage, for example, is one I prefer not to smoke. But the other day, I thought, I want some smoky flavor in my breakfast sausage. I think that would make a great sausage gravy. But I still didn’t want to smoke it.
One alternative to smoking the sausage is using ingredients that have a smoky flavor themselves. One of my favorites is cumin. I use it so much I buy it by the pound. You can also buy–or make your own–smoked paprika. Even roasted red peppers can impart a very slight smoky flavor.
You can also smoke ingredients going into the sausage. Smoking the ingredients takes less time than smoking the sausage. Smoked onions or onion powder, smoked peppers, and smoked pecans work.
Yes, smoked pecans. I decided to make a pork sausage with maple syrup and smoked pecans. I did a 10-minute cold smoke of the pecans using maple wood chips. When finished, they had a slight smoky flavor. Almost like you know there’s something different about it, but you can’t quite put your finger on what that “something” is. Just the way I like it!
I chopped them fine and added the maple syrup and other ingredients. I prefer my breakfast sausage in patties, so I rolled and wrapped it rather than put it in casings. After I took the above picture, I realized I should have wrapped it like my baloney, so I rewrapped it. Then into the refrigerator for a 24-hour nap.
Patties of maple syrup with smoked pecans breakfast sausage were featured for breakfast the next morning.
Many people are hesitant to try unfamiliar flavor combinations. But this is one of the great things about doing it yourself. I don’t know about you, but I’ve not found smoked pecans in my supermarkets, and certainly not in sausage. Think about what flavor combinations you enjoy and try them with other foods. For example, like cranberries and oranges in your Thanksgiving cranberry sauce? Add them to a poultry or poultry and pork sausage. Try a little cinnamon or cocoa in a sausage you’ll use for chili.
It’s likely not all combinations will be successful, or at least as successful as you’d like. But you’ll know. And you’ll probably hit on a great combination from time to time.
One of my favorite parts of participating in a CSA program is discovering new foods. The past couple weeks I’ve had delicata squash in my share boxes. This one was completely new to me. I’d not even seen it in grocery stores, and I don’t remember seeing them at the farmers’ market. But since I’m not a huge squash fan, I may have simply overlooked them there.
I looked online for recipes, and apparently you can use it like other winter squashes. But I couldn’t find anything that really interested me that much. Then the farm that provides my CSA posted a recipe for a delicata breakfast hash. Now that grabbed my attention! But of course I had to tweak it a bit.
I peeled, seeded, and chopped the squash. Then I chopped onion and apples. Of course the hash called for sausage, so I made little meatballs out of the bulk sausage I made a while ago. Now those things were part of the original recipe. But that’s where my path veered away. First, I added additional ingredients, like apple cider vinegar, cinnamon extract, and paprika. And I wanted to cook it on the stove. So I added a bit of water. I also added some kale.
For my first foray into delicata squash, I must say it is a huge success! And this comes from someone who’s used to eating winter squash with lots of butter and brown sugar. I was a bit concerned about how the apple cider vinegar would work, but I love the slight tang it gives. Of course you could leave it out. And if you want a vegetarian option, leave out the sausage.
If you’re looking for a different way to make squash, give this a try. It will work with any winter squash, and the options are vast. Here’s my recipe.
I woke up this morning craving cake. Specifically a spice cake. That’s pretty unusual for me. When I awake with a craving (which gratefully doesn’t happen often), it’s usually for something savory. But there was no fighting it this morning. There had to be cake.
When I was looking through things the other day, I found a boxed spice cake mix. I have no idea when or where I bought it, but I wasn’t going to throw it away. But I knew there had to be a way to make it better. Oh, and this would be a great way to use my Wilton 2105-4827 Easy Flex Silicone 4-Cavity Mini Fluted Tube baking pan. I think I got it the same time I bought the cake mix. Hmmm . . .
Now how to “fix” the cake mix. The first thing seemed obvious. I added about a teaspoon of my vanilla paste. There’s also about a tablespoon of freshly ground grains of paradise now int there, too. There was an extract I wanted to add, but unfortunately, we’re about 5 weeks from readiness. Oh well, this would work.
And it sure did. Well I had to perform quality control, didn’t I?
If you want to make your own spice cake, that’s fabulous. That’s what I usually do. Consider changing up the recipe from time to time. Add some grains of paradise or another spice of your choice. Change up your extracts, or even switch to a paste rather than an extract. Have fun with your food!
After my In the Case post, someone told me it reminded her of when her grandfather made venison sausage. It was a happy memory for her, which made me happy. Besides nourishing the body, food makes memories that, in turn, nourishes the soul. At least that’s how I look at it.
I’ve also mentioned how much I love it when people throw off the shackles of a school mind-set and actually write in their cookbooks and on recipe cards. Posters in one of my Facebook groups have been sharing photos of their cookbooks and cards lovingly enhanced with comments from their ancestors. Although the notes might have been originally written down so recipe tweaks could be remembered for the next time, their effects have reached subsequent generations. Each time someone looks at that book or recipe, he or she is reminded of the person who cared enough to make notations.
When I was a kid, we ate basically the same dishes over and over again, so my mom had little use for a cookbook or recipe cards. My grandmother didn’t either. After all, she’d cooked for generations. Her recipes were never written down.
I missed not having a collection of well-worn recipes to refer to–to read like someone might read an ancestor’s diary. To compensate for that loss, several weeks ago I bid on some recipe collections on eBay. I was quickly outbid on all but 1 set. The excitement was almost overwhelming. Those of you who are collectors or love to cook likely know exactly what I mean. I bet you know what happened next. Yep, I was outbid at the last minute.
Again I was deprived of a culinary ancestry, even if I had to buy someone else’s. This made me very sad. Probably more than it should have. But we all have our priorities.
I couldn’t sleep the other night. So instead of lying in bed tossing and turning, I got up and checked out what was on Netflix. I landed on The Mind of a Chef. I don’t know how that show ever got past me. Its chockablock with information and quite entertaining.
I love poached eggs, but I seldom make them. I just can’t seem to get it right. Oh sure, I could get a special pan, but I certainly don’t have room for any more pans, especially unitaskers. Those silicone cups don’t work very well for me either. Alas, I felt doomed to eating them only at restaurants.
But then came The Mind of a Chef. One of the featured chefs made them in plastic wrap. Yes, that cling film many of us have in our kitchens. You know–the thing we curse out with almost every use. He made it seem easy enough, so I had to give it a try. Ergo, tonight’s dinner and this blog post.
You start out by placing in piece of plastic wrap in a cup or bowl. Make sure the wrap is large enough so it can be formed into a bag later. Spray it lightly with nonstick spray. Crack an egg into the plastic wrap.
Carefully draw the edges of the plastic together to form a bag, like you’re draining cheese curds or yogurt.
Place the eggs in a medium pan of boiling water, holding onto the strings. Take care they do not touch the bottom of the pan.
This photo shows I forgot 2 things. First, I forgot to add the seasoning to the eggs in the bags. And second, I forgot to spray the plastic wrap. The one on the left stuck, but the one on the right came out just fine, looking like a little mozzarella ball. Regardless of how they look they tasted great.
Incidentally, if you’re one of those who have trouble shelling boiled eggs, this will work for you. After all, there’s no pesky shell to deal with!
It finally happened. And it wasn’t nearly as difficult–or scary–as I thought it would be.
So what is this achievement, long in coming but completely worth it? Here it is.
Well, for me it is a big deal. Yes, I’ve made lots of sausage. There are even some homemade sausage recipes on this blog. But previous attempts to get said sausage into casings seemed impossible. I have the sausage stuffing attachments for my KitchenAid, but once assembled, it’s a bit too tall for me to stuff the sausage in the hopper and control the casing as it comes out. All right, there might be a coordination issues here, too. I found a well-respected stuffer I like, but it is beginning to look like it will be a long time coming. So I needed another option or forget about stuffing sausage.
It seemed like a viable alternative, especially since I wasn’t sure how interested I would be in actually stuffing sausage.
It worked great! The only problem I had was stuffing the sausage mixture into the tube without having air pockets. In a recent LEM’s catalog, I noticed they sell a tamper-like device to do that. The only complaint I have is that it doesn’t hold a lot. It’s not much of a complaint, since I do work in small batches. And should I decide to stay with this style of stuffer, there is a larger one available.
The other hindrance to stuffing sausage was the idea of working with casings. It wasn’t nearly as “icky” as I thought it might be. These are stuffed in hog casings. I want to try beef and edible collagen casings next.
Because I don’t have viable curing cabinet that allows for hanging sausage, I’m somewhat limited in the types of sausages I can make. But the flavor possibilities are endless, and that’s what’s important to me.