Fish Taco Friday

Ash Wednesday was last week, which marks the beginning of Lent (the 40 days before Easter). Fat Tuesday is always the day before Ash Wednesday, and has been a day of partying and excess for centuries. Because traditionally people give up things for Lent, they used Fat Tuesday as the day to eat all of their eggs, butter, sweets, alcohol, and anything else that they wouldn't be eating again until Easter. Hence how Mardi Gras began (Mardi Gras means "Fat Tuesday" in French).

All decked out for Mardi Gras!

Now we didn't go to New Orleans for Mardi Gras, but we did mark the beginning of Lent. Although I wouldn't describe ourselves as ultra-religious, we did go to church on Ash Wednesday, and Derek is giving something up for Lent this year. I haven't chosen to give anything up, but I've given myself the challenge of no-meat Fridays.

Typically a Catholic tradition, eating fish on Fridays is an interesting culinary challenge for me. We enjoy fish on occasion, but it isn't completely in my comfort zone of cooking (that mostly falls in the dessert category). So for the first Friday of Lent, rather than just cook a potentially boring filet of white fish, I decided to push my limits and attempt fish tacos. I'm happy to say that the results were pretty good.

To cook the fish, I took a couple of filets of tilapia and marinated them in olive oil, lemon juice, and freshly minced garlic for approximately 20 minutes. I then cooked them in a skillet over medium heat for about 3 minutes per side. Since I was going to flake the fish up for the tacos anyway, I could test whether the fish was done by testing the flakiness with a fork right there in the pan. So it was done when my fork easily flaked the fish into pieces.

Addison loves the park,
more than fish tacos

Starting with two soft corn tortillas, I put down a small bed of lettuce (you can also use cabbage). I put the flaked fish onto the lettuce and then added a homemade pico de gallo (freshly diced onions, green bell peppers, tomatoes, with lemon juice and garlic). I topped the whole thing with a great fish taco sauce that I found here (I've repeated the recipe below, and am super excited to try more recipes from her blog). A little bit of fresh chopped cilantro and some sliced avocado on the side, and th dish was complete! Overall, I would say that the entire dish was pretty easy to make and turned out very tasty. I'd recommend it to anyone; especially that fish taco sauce.

Fish Taco Sauce
1/2 cup Greek yogurt (you can also use sour cream)
1/2 cup mayonnaise
1 lime, cut in half
1/2 teaspoon cumin
1/2 teaspoon ground coriander
1/2 teaspoon dried dill weed
1/2 teaspoon dried oregano
1/4 teaspoon ground paprika (you can also use chipotle chili powder, but I didn't have any on hand)
1/2 teaspoon capers, minced
1 jalapeño, seeded and diced
1 tablespoon fresh cilantro, chopped

1. In a small bowl, whisk the yogurt and mayonnaise until well blended.

2. Squeeze the juice from one lime half into the mayo mixture, then whisk thoroughly. You’ll want the consistency of a pourable, creamy salad dressing. If still too thick, add more lime juice from the other half. If too runny, add more yogurt.

3. Add all of the spices, whisking to mix thoroughly. Add the capers, minced jalapeño and cilantro, and whisk thoroughly.

4. Cover the bowl with wrap and refrigerate the sauce for at least one hour — the longer the better.

5. Serve chilled. Spoon white sauce over fish tacos, or add into taco salads or rice bowls.

Bottles and Drapes and Sniffles... Oh My!

Well, it's flu season, and with a little one around who puts everything in her mouth, it's amazing we haven't gotten sick more. But taking care of a 13-month old while feeling under the weather, even if it was just a bad cold, is a lot of work. I am thankful that I'm lucky enough to stay home so I don't have to deal with calling in sick to work, but it's still tough to work up energy to play with Addison when all I really want to do is sleep.

Thankfully, Addison has been in a great mood lately. Let's hope she doesn't get sick too! Unfortunately the weather hasn't been quite so nice, so we've been inside more. But that means that the house is coming together - the drapes I've sewn are up along the front windows, and paint samples are on multiple walls. I can't wait to say goodbye to the faded olive green walls in the living room, dining room, hallway, and master suite. I know it will be slow going (painting is a one-person job while the other plays "corral the kid"), but it will make such a difference once we get it all done.

And Derek has even found time to brew some beer. Slowly the beer laws in Alabama (or Huntsville specifically) are changing, and that means that new breweries and brewpubs are cropping up. We're very excited to be part of this budding culture, and Derek has taken the chance to jump in himself. Last weekend we had friends over and bottled the Irish Red that Derek brewed a few weeks ago. It was fun to watch and will be even more fun to drink. They say that it has to be in the bottles for a week or two before it is done. I think we may open a bottle tonight to see if it's ready - crossing my fingers!

In the spirit of all our projects and adventures in trying new things, I'm posting a salad recipe that Derek found somewhere. Now I'm not a big fan of blue cheese, but this salad is delicious!

Bread Salad
1 cup French bread cubes
1 cup cubed tomatoes
1/3 cup blue cheese crumbles
1/3 cup pine nuts < Extra virgin olive oil
balsamic vinegar
fresh basil

Toast the pine nuts until golden brown. Toast bread cubes as well. Combine homemade breadcrumbs with pine nuts, blue cheese, tomatoes and mix. Cut basil into ribbons and add to salad. Toss with olive oil and vinegar to taste. Enjoy!

Superbowl shmuperbowl

You might already know this, but around here football is more than just something to watch on a rainy Sunday afternoon. It's almost a way of life. People have extremely strong feelings about their team of choice, letting everyone know through their car color, license plates, flags on their houses, not to mention clothes and hats and stickers. I can't count how many times I've been asked who my team is.
                                     

Oh, did I mention that this fervent love of football applies to college ball only? Perhaps it's because there are no professional football teams in the state of Alabama (nor is there a pro basketball or baseball team either), or it's just a regional thing, I'm not sure. Regardless of the why, the fact is that pro football is not that big a deal around here. So, the Superbowl was not a huge event either.

Now we aren't huge football fanatics (although I almost won my fantasy league this year), but I enjoy the tradition of eating junk food and watching the commercials. So after a day of doing non-football related things like going to church, playing at the park, visiting with friends, etc, we ate dinner and settled down to watch the Superbowl from our nice new TV on our nice new couch. Yes, thanks to being in the central time zone, kickoff wasn't until around 6pm. With our DVR starting slightly before us, we had a chance to eat some homemade buffalo wings beforehand (the recipe is below). Even Addison got to watch the beginning, although she by far preferred playing in the den to watching what was on the TV screen. (I caught one photo of her watching the TV though).

Overall, I thought we had a great Superbowl Sunday, and I am pretty proud of how the wings turned out considering I've never tried to cook wings before. Sure, there are almost as many wings places around here as there are barbeque places, but it's still nice to be able to make them yourself. And it doesn't hurt that Star Market in Five Points is supposedly the best butcher counter in town. So here is the recipe if you're feeling up for trying out wings.


Buffalo Wings
12 whole chicken wings
flour
paprika
salt
Oil for frying
6 Tbsp butter, melted
1 or 2 cloves garlic, minced
1/8 to 1/4 cup hot sauce

Heat approx 1/2 inch of oil in a skillet on medium heat. Using chicken shears or a sharp knife, trim the wing tips off your chicken wings and separate the drum sticks from the wings. Mix flour with paprika and salt to taste. Dredge the drumsticks and wings in the flour mixture and then put in skillet. Fry until golden brown, then flip (approx 5 minutes). Once outer shell is golden brown, set on roasting pan in a cookie sheet and put in oven set to 350 degrees to finish cooking.
Meanwhile, melt the butter, and whisk in minced garlic. Add hot sauce to taste. Put mixture in a large bowl, and add wings. Toss to cover. Serve. Enjoy!

Unseasonable weather

Yesterday the high reached 70 degrees, or at least came very close. It's the middle of January; I was led to believe that normal weather for January is cold (see: 30s) and rainy. Well, we have gotten rain, but we also have seen sun and a lot of warm weather. It's been great! Addison has enjoyed the fact that warm sunny weather means more time at the playground.

Yes, we live spitting distance from a park with a playground. So far the slide is a big hit with Addison, but the swings don't go over so well. In fact, she holds her breath and then turns purple and screams bloody murder when we sit her in the baby swing. And when she watches other people on the swings, she gets a nervous giggle going on. So it might be a while before we enjoy the swings... Oh well. For now the slides keep everyone happy. And thankfully this playground has 3 different slides. Yay!

Now even though it's still January, the weather has fooled the flowers. I can see the daffodils starting pop up among the rocks in the front yard, which means that my winter reprieve from having to tackle the yard is coming to an end. I thought I had more time to get the house put together before the yard started to wake up. But I guess I need to begin thinking about planting and landscaping. Goodbye monkey grass and hello marigolds!

So I'll wrap up this somewhat boring post with a fresh veggie recipe in honor of the warm weather. Now I am not a big fan of Brussels sprouts, but I try to keep an open mind since they are one of Derek's favorite vegetables. So after reading good reviews of this recipe in Better Homes & Gardens, I decided to give it a try. It was good! And that is coming from a non Brussels sprouts fan, so if you're willing to try it, I think you'll like it. Enjoy!


Pan Roasted Brussel Sprouts
Brussel Sprouts
2 tbsp water
A few tbsp olive oil
Lemon juice

First, clean and slice the Brussel sprouts lengthwise. Drizzle some olive oil in a skillet over medium heat. Lay the sprouts cut-side down in the pan. Drizzle a little more olive oil over the sprouts and cover. Cook for 3 minutes. Add the water and recover for 2 more minutes. Then uncover and turn heat up to caramelize the cut side of the sprouts. Once they begin to caramelize, turn heat off and toss with a sprinkle of lemon juice. Enjoy!

Warm 1-yr old

I am now the proud mother of a one year old. A walking, not-quite-talking, squirming, screaming toddler. And she may not know how to talk yet, but she sure knows how to throw a tantrum. When she doesn't get her point across (or when we don't do what she wants), she arches her back and lets her voice hit registers I didn't know humans could get to. Of course, despite all of this she really is adorable and a lot of fun. She has now started to interact more with her toys and other playmates; she's growing up before my eyes!

The oh-so-happy birthday girl

For her birthday we stayed home and had a simple celebration with just the 3 of us. Turned out to be the best thing because our gas ended up getting turned off. Yep, I learned the hard way that when you smell a gas leak, you do NOT call the gas company (which is also the city of Huntsville). It worked out ok in the end, but they will look at and tell you to fix everything they see that's not up to code, not just why you asked them to come. They came out and not only noticed a leak, but also found that our furnace was venting improperly, causing a lot of carbon monoxide to pool out underneath our house. Thank goodness we have a crawl space fan, but it was still scary to learn how dangerous it was. So, that simple little call resulted in a week without hot water, heat, or a stove/oven. And in the end we now have a beautiful brand new furnace. Ha!

How Derek and I celebrated

It was so fortunate that I had already baked Addison's cake and only had to frost it (which did not require heat). Well, Derek and I enjoyed the cake even if Addison didn't dive in like we expected her to. Such a cautious little one!




And now that our heat is back on, and my fingers are thawed a bit, I have been able to get back into cooking. I don't think of myself as an amazing chef, but I do find that I'm happier when I have a few minutes to come up with something yummy for dinner. I used to get so stressed about dinner when both Derek and I worked grueling jobs. Now I still have days where Addison decides not to nap, or when we're too busy to get time to cook, but overall it is much better. Yesterday was one of those days, but thankfully I did have a few minutes in the morning to make a chicken soup in our crock pot.



Crockpot Chicken Soup

3 chicken breasts (fresh or frozen)
4 carrots chopped
3 medium potatoes, peeled and chopped
3 stalks celery chopped
2 bay leaves
3 tsp basil
Dash of oregano
Sprig of rosemary
6 cubes chicken bullion
1 tsp black pepper
1 tbsp worchestershire sauce
7 cups water

Put all ingredients in your Crockpot. The chicken can be frozen and whole. Set the timer for 4 to 6 hours on high or 8 to 10 on low. Right before you are ready to eat, remove the rosemary sprig and discard. Then take the chicken pieces out and shred them with a fork. Return them to the pot and stir. Add salt and pepper to taste. Enjoy!

Merry Christmas

Christmas seems to be all about excess these days. Over eating, over drinking, over gifting... And as much as I'd love to say that we managed to keep things simple this year, alas I cannot. With it being Addison's first Christmas, and her cousin Mia turning 5 on Christmas Eve, there were way too many presents. And Derek has discovered the hard way that it seems every toy lights up and makes noise nowadays. Addison is now the proud owner of several whirly-bop toys; some of which move, others that just play music and flash lights. She is so excited! We are a bit shell-shocked and find ourselves waking up with Raffi in our heads.

Despite all of this, Christmas was rather relaxed... Well, considering the crowd anyways. This year the entire family decided to congregate in Portland. With 22 people all attempting to eat around the same table for Christmas dinner, you can be sure that there was a little bit of chaos going on. Luckily Addison is the most mild mannered baby and seemed to rather enjoy all the attention and activity. She happily walked around chasing the cats (who were surprisingly happy to see her), or playing with her toys, and occasionally finding a willing adult to pick her up. At one point she even convinced my 85yr old grandmother to carry her around.

If you're having trouble picturing it, just think of the start of Home Alone and you'll have a pretty good approximation. Of course with lots of people, you get lots of good food and wine; especially since my cousin's husband is a certified sommelier. So while everyone ooh'd and aah'd over Addison, Derek and I took the opportunity to indulge in food and drink. And one of my favorite Christmas cookies was in abundance, so needless to say I ate way too many of them. I've provided the recipe below, which is attributed to my Great Great Great Aunt Dora (too bad I'm not sure who she is). And yes, Addison loves Christmas cookies, too.

So now we are back home, and hope to enjoy a more peaceful New Year's Eve before ramping up again for Addison's first birthday. I can't believe it's only a week away!

Butterball Cookies
1/2 cup butter (soft)
4 Tbsp sugar
1 cup flour
2 tsp vanilla
3/4 cup chopped nuts
Powdered sugar

Cream the butter and sugar. Mix in the flour and vanilla. Finally mix in the nuts.
Roll the dough into small bite-sized balls. Place evenly spaced on a cookie sheet and bake for approx 8 - 10 minutes at 350.
While still hot, roll cookies in powdered sugar. Once cool, roll again in powdered sugar.

A Walk in the Neighborhood

It seems that everyone is getting busier and busier as Christmas approaches, even Addison. Now that she has learned to walk, crawling is a thing of the past. Unfortunately, along with the mastery of walking comes many bumps and bruises. Thankfully none have been too severe yet, and a kiss and smile seem to be all it takes to get her on her way once more. Let's hope this stage lasts for a while yet.

So in the spirit of walking, and because the weather has been unseasonably warm and sunny, we decided to go on a walk this weekend in search of the neighborhood coffee shop. Now that may not sound like much considering in Santa Barbara we were only 300 yards from a favorite restaurant, but here in Huntsville the situation is a bit different. Our house is situated in a very nice established neighborhood, and we are at the very back of it. In fact, we are across the street from a park and a land trust. So, it takes about 4 minutes to drive out of the neighborhood, let alone walk.

Despite all of this, we wanted to see if it could be done. So, after bundling Addison in the stroller, we set off. W headed to Olde Towne Coffee Shoppe, which is in the Five Points area nearby. Five Points is what I describe as the hippie / young and kidless area of town. Probably the area that is closest to Santa Barbara in feeling (if there is such a thing). There is a Thai restaurant, local grocer, acupuncturist, some artsy shops, and Olde Towne Coffee. It took us about 45 minutes to walk there from our house, so it's what I would consider to be close.

Olde Towne Coffee was great. There were a couple of people outside playing chess, inside others were carrying on various philosophical and intellectual conversations, and it was obvious that most of these folks were regulars. There was no option for grande on the menu, but the coffee was good and the selection of specialty coffee drinks was plentiful. I enjoyed it very much and hope to come back soon. I'm not sure I know of another non-chain coffee shop in Huntsville (actually I think I've only seen Starbucks around), so that definitely added to it's charm.

We took a different route on our walk back, and although it still took 45 minutes, we had the fun of going straight through the big old cemetery. Maple Hill cemetery has been around for a very long time. Just glancing at some of the headstones we passed, I saw a few where the person buried had died in the 1800s; and I could see other headstones that looked to be even older. Now this cemetery is huge, and every year they have an event - a stroll - where actors dress up in period clothing and tell the stories of various people who are buried there; after our short walk through, I'd really like to go next year. I'm not sure why, but old cemeteries really fascinate me. And this one is so big, it's really impressive, too.

Anyways, that's enough for now. I'll give my recipe for scones in honor of the coffee shop, and save more ramblings about our neighborhood for another post.

Blueberry Scones

3 1/2 cups flour
4 1/2 tsp baking powder
2 Tbsp sugar
1 tsp salt
1/2 cup cold butter
1 cup blueberries
4 eggs
2/3 cup heavy cream

Mix all dry ingredients together. Then cut butter in with pastry blender (or 2 knives if you're like me and don't own a pastry blender). Once butter is cut into pea sized pieces or smaller, mix in blueberries.

Next beat the eggs and set 4 Tbsp aside to brush on the scones before baking. The rest mix with the cream. Then mix the wet ingredients into the dry ingredients with as few strokes as possible. You want the batter to just barely stick together, but not be fully meshed. The more hidden small chunks of butter there are, the better.

Then form the dough into wedge shaped scones (or whatever shape you want) and lay on a greased cookie sheet. Brush with the egg previously set aside, and dust with sugar.

Bake at 450 degrees for 15 minutes or until a toothpick comes out clean.