Win a FREE Copy of Gwyneth Paltrow’s New Cookbook: My Father’s Daughter

My Father's Daughter

My Father's Daughter

I was just having a look around Gwyneth Paltrow’s new cookbook, and I love it.  I knew I would love it because I’ve always loved her, from my first date (Shakespeare in Love) to Goop to Glee.  She gave Cee Lo a run for his money.  But as for the book, really the book, I love that the recipes are unpretentious and without gimmick–they just look like good food that she makes at home in London.  Fish tacos.  Chinese duck.  Chicken and dumplings.  And I love the balance–there’s a “no-fry” French fry recipe, and a deep fried French fry recipe.  There’s Gruyère, but also Vegenaise (my mother would LOVE her).  There’s no guilty food or healthy food–just lovely food made good for you at your discretion.

But more than that, I actually love the writing of it.  Each recipe is forwarded by a little blurb about her family, or her memory of what inspired the dish, or what friend or relative first served it up, and it is all very raw and honest and real, with her casual bantering inflection bubbling up through the prose.  When she writes of her father’s pancakes that the recipe “is so truthful to his pancakes that it’s almost hard for me to eat them, I keep expecting him to walk into the kitchen,” my throat caught.  Because that is what food is to me, and all of us.  The little memory, through tastes and smells and sights, that we can recreate from our happy past, when sometimes not all the parts of that past are still here.

I am if nothing else, like Gwyneth, my father’s daughter.  Our birthdays are days apart.  We are the same size.  We think the same things, like the same things, cry at the same things.  We are both weepers!  And great seafood aficionados.  And New Yorkers.  We like music and food.  We share these things, and talk about them, all the time.  It is from that love, that I know many daughters have, that made Gwyneth’s book so palpably poignant, because I get it.  My father taught me to cook too, even though he is a gourmand who can’t boil water.  We stuck a fatty piece of steak under the broiler 25 years ago, and it ignited like the great fire of a small New York kitchen, and we’ve never cooked together since.  But we have dined together extensively, all over the world, and we talk about where we’re going for dinner over the New York Times crossword puzzle at breakfast.  And the hours in front of the Food Network that we have both logged–well, I think it’s safe to say my father is the reason you are reading this.  I think his equivalent to Bruce Paltrow’s perfect pancakes is the great New York Eggplant Parmigiana–that dish will forever mean my dad to me.

I have one copy of this truly beautiful and heartfelt book to give away to one happy reader.  Leave a comment about the one thing your dad taught you to make, or to eat, or to love, and I will choose at random among the comments.  I can’t wait to hear all your stories.

This giveaway has closed and the winner has been contacted.  Thank you so much for all your comments.  They are wonderful!

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So Long Sushi: The Merits of Hot Japanese Food

Haru

Haru, NYC

Of course, lately, we have all been thinking of Japan.  And though it might seem gauche to say so, those thoughts have taken me more frequently than usual to my favorite Japanese restaurant.  Normally, it’s always the same thing.  King Crab Gyoza, and a Golden Passion Roll, with charred white tuna and yuzu tobiko.  But I had been eating too much of it.  Sushi is like teenage love.  It’s one of those things you obsess over for weeks, and then eat and eat and then you just need a break.  I needed a break, but I found myself, again, sitting in my favorite Japanese place.

That’s when Mr. English suggested, let’s get udon.  My father and I looked at him with utter disbelief.  No one had overthrown the imperialist reign of the King Crab Dumplings and Golden Passion Roll in years…years.  ”I’m in.”

I ordered the tempura udon.  A cauldron of broth emerged from the kitchen, full of these thick, white noodles, soft and yet chewy.  Steamed spinach floated like a raft above it all.  The broth was one of those things I know it would be impossible for me to ever recreate.  So savory, and yet slightly sweet.  Brown with I have no idea what.  Clear, and light and luscious.  On the side were battered prawns and squash and broccoli, that I dunked into the soup.  It was just so vitally good.

I usually have Japanese food because I want sushi.  And I want sushi because I want to be healthy and virtuous.  I loved the feeling of being in a Japanese restaurant just to eat Japanese, something I could never recreate at home, and something that wasn’t particularly overwhelmingly great for me.  Now I can’t stop ordering udon.  I hope this won’t lead to a premature breaking off of another culinary puppy love, but I just can’t stop myself.  So, this is just a little PSA to say, next time you’re ordering sushi, look at the rest of the menu.  Japan has a lot of great stuff going on.

For great, and I mean really great, udon or soba in NYC,

check out Haru.


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French in a Flash: Tapenade-Baked Chicken

RECIPE: Tapenade-Baked Chicken
Tapenade Chicken

Tapenade Chicken

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Is it wrong to love a shortcut?  I’ve been busy lately, but when it comes to writing my columns, I want to bring the best to my readers.  But then I thought, I bet they’re busy too.

I have become obsessed with this one shortcut I started using about a week or so ago: using spreads or sauces that I can buy, and repurposing them as cooking agents.  Last week, I baked fish in pesto.  And this week, it’s chicken in tapenade.

Think of chicken like a piece of bread.  Who doesn’t love bread with butter or olive oil?  It’s delicious, of course.  But, it’s also simple, and frankly, it feels like a starter.  But when you slather your bread with tapenade, full of olives, anchovies, garlic, and herbs, eating becomes exciting, full of flavor, different.  It becomes a meal.

Tapenade, like pesto, is blended together with olive oil, so in essence, it’s just a highly flavored cooking medium.  Smother chicken in it, and already the meat is coated with olive oil, but also crusted in olives and herbs.  Just bake it in the oven, and just like that, you’ve created something really different, without having to stock your pantry or, frankly, cook.  It just cooked itself.

French food is, I can assure you, at times very labor intensive.  That is the artistry of the cuisine.  But the base flavors of the country are so beloved and developed, that you can skip the labor, and just make use of the best part: how delicious it is.  Dinner in Provence tonight?  And in less time than it takes to book a flight on AirFrance.com?  I’m all for that.

Tapenade-Baked Chicken
serves 2 to 4

Tapenade ChickenINGREDIENTS

  • 4 bone-in, skin-on chicken thighs
  • Kosher salt
  • Freshly cracked black pepper
  • 1 teaspoon dried herbes de Provence
  • 4 teaspoons store-bought or homemade black olive tapenade

PROCEDURE

Preheat the oven to 450 degrees F.  Wash the chicken, and dry on paper towel.  Season with salt, pepper, and herbes de Provence.  Rub each piece of chicken, on all sides, with 1 teaspoon tapenade.  Place all 4 thighs, skin-side-up, on a foil-lined, rimmed baking sheet.  Roast until the inside of the chicken reaches a temperature of 165 degrees F, about 25 minutes.

 

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Franglais: The Roquefort Wedge

RECIPE: The Roquefort Wedge
The Roquefort Wedge

The Roquefort Wedge

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If it’s wrong to expound on the beauty and perfection that is the blue cheese wedge, then I’m sorry.  I just don’t care.  To me, it is the snow-capped Everest of salads.  It might even be holy.

Salads can be grueling.  You really wanted a burger, but here you are, with a pile of foliage, and a little pot of fat-free Italian on the side, counting calories.  It is misery itself.  Yes, a halo spins around you head, and your middle names are virtue and penance, but after it all, you know you’re binging at 3 o’clock.

But the Blue Cheese Wedge.  It is the least PC of all salads.  A huge block of the only nutritionally maligned lettuce ever to exist, topped with an avalanche of cheese and creaminess, scattered with, can you believe it, bacon.  What could be more Mad Men-kitsch?  What could be more naughtily on the verge of nice?  It is an unhealthy salad—the only salad you would ever order out of love.

I insist on one a week.

I love that I have to crack it open with a steak knife, and that the last bite makes me feel like a culinary Bear Grylls at the heights of Himalayas.  I could have accomplished nothing else that day; but I at an entire Blue Cheese Wedge.  I love how the lettuce crunches to water in by mouth, and how the blue cheese fills my nose with that pungent stench that is somehow so utterly alluring.  I love it, pure and simple.

Now imagine replacing the nameless blue cheese with one of the greatest blues to come out of the greatest cheese country in the world: Roquefort, from France.  Sharp, almost numbing in its spice, it moves you from Everest to the Alps.  Cheese in French salads is rarely so adulterated as to be converted to a dressing, but try it before you knock it.  Sometimes, it tastes good to be a bit naughty.

The Roquefort Wedge
serves 4

The Roquefort WedgeINGREDIENTS

  • 3 ounces room temperature Roquefort cheese
  • 1/4 cup mayonnaise
  • 2 tablespoons half and half
  • 1 teaspoon white wine vinegar
  • Freshly cracked black pepper
  • 1 small head iceberg lettuce, cut into 4 wedges, with the core removed
  • 1/4 cup roughly chopped walnuts

PROCEDURE

In a medium bowl, whisk together the Roquefort, mayonnaise, half and half, vinegar, and pepper.  Leave some lumps.  Place each wedge on a plate, and pour the sauce over the top.  Top with walnuts, extra pepper, and some additional crumbled Roquefort (optional).

 

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Working Girl Dinners: Spicy Penne with Instantaneous Meatballs

RECIPE: Spicy Penne with Instantaneous Meatballs
Spicy Penne with Meatballs

Spicy Penne with Meatballs

Meatballs are so romantic.  I’ve been in love with them ever since I saw Tramp nudge one over to Lady across the spaghetti supper.  I think I’ve been dreaming of re-enacting that scene, sans whiskers and wet noses (or with, who am I kidding?), since I was five (note to Mr. English).

Yes, meatballs are awesome, but they are also complicated to make and a process to perfect.  The best have three types of meat, separately cooked flavorings, and bread soaked in milk.  Italian grandmothers make meatballs on Sundays–even they don’t have time the rest of the week!  I’m guessing you don’t either.

Lady Tramp Spaghetti

So, Mr. English and I kind of look exactly like them. Is that wrong?

I have a secret to making instantaneous meatballs: sausage.  I just buy it, and my meatballs are pretty much done.  Roll the sausage meat into balls between your hands, put them in the oven, and that’s it.  They already taste like garlic and fennel and herbs and spices, and you didn’t have to do anything.  Buy turkey (because it’s healthy) or pork (because it’s delicious), and toss them with multigrain penne, tongue-burning spicy sauce, and sweet peppers and onions.  I’ll take care of the recipe.  But finding a checked tablecloth, candlelight, accordionist, and Tramp (man or dog) are all up to you.

Spicy Penne with Instantaneous Meatballs
serves 4

Spicy Penne with MeatballsINGREDIENTS

  • 1 pound Italian sausage (pork or turkey, not spicy)
  • 1 tablespoon olive oil
  • 1 orange, red, or yellow bell pepper, thinly sliced in strips
  • 1 medium yellow onion, thinly sliced in half-moons
  • 1 jar arrabiata sauce (recommended: Mario Batali)
  • 1 box multigrain penne pasta (recommended: Barilla Plus)
  • Grated Parmesan cheese (optional!)
  • Freshly chopped flat-leaf parsley (optional!)
  • Salt & Pepper

PROCEDURE

Bring a large pot of water to boil, covered, over high heat.  Preheat the oven to 425°F.

Make the meatballs from the sausage.  Pull little chunks of meat out of the casing from one end of a link of sausage.  Roll it into a ball, and place it on a parchment-lined baking sheet.  Where I buy my sausage, I get 4 ¼-pound links, and each link yields 5 meatballs.  Repeat until all the sausage meat is used.  Discard the casings.  If using turkey sausage, spray the tops of the meatballs with cooking spray.  Bake for 20 minutes.

Meanwhile, heat 1 tablespoon olive oil in sauté pan over medium-low heat until the oil loosens up in the pan, spreads out, and starts to shimmer.  Add the peppers and onions to the pot.  It should sizzle.  Season the veggies with salt and pepper, and stir often for 15 minutes.  The veggies will the soft, and a little golden around the edges.  Add the jar of arrabiata sauce to the vegetables, and cover.

At this point, the water should be boiling, and the sausage meatballs should have been in the oven for 20 minutes.  Salt the boiling water, and add the pasta.  Stir once, and cook according to package instructions until al dente.  Immediately add the sausage meatballs carefully into the simmering sauce and veggie mixture, make sure the meatballs are submerged, and cover.  Cook on low until the pasta is done.

Drain the pasta well, and add it back to its big pot.  Pour the sauce, veggies, and meatballs over the pasta and stir gently until everything is tossed together.  Top with Parmesan, and maybe some parsley, and you’re in business!

TIPS

If you don’t want this dish to be really spicy, use a jar of marinara sauce instead of arrabiata sauce, and add a pinch of crushed red pepper.

If you don't want to cut up anything, just leave the veggies out!

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VIDEO: How to Make Pesto Sauce

RECIPE: Homemade Pesto
Pesto

Pesto

My mom always made the best pesto sauce.  Growing up in New York, we would spend these long, leafy summers in Woodstock, in a house on a big mountain.  Everything about the place, the whole town, was just summer.  Buzzing bees.  Big swimming pools with decks that gave you splinters in your feet.  Black raspberry ice cream cones.  And the best farmstand ever.  I would buy warm, seedy watermelon juices there every day, and my mom would buy bunches of basil.  What is better than basil in the summer?  She would make homemade pesto sauce, full of nuts and cheese, and toss it with pillows of ricotta-stuffed ravioli.  We would eat on the deck of the wood-sided house as the hot sun sank down.  With memories like that, I’m not surprised pesto is still one of my favorite foods.

Reader and friend Jenn asked for a video on how to make pesto.  Great request.  It’s one of those things that’s so easy; after someone has shown you how to make it once, you’ll make it a million times.  Here’s my easy pesto rule-of-three: 3 cups of basil, 3 tablespoons olive oil, 3 tablespoons pine nuts, 1/3 cup grated Parmesan, and 1 clove of garlic.  Blend it in a food processor, and you have perfect pesto.

If you want a good pesto pasta, boil up some fusilli.  Toss it with the pesto, and add some of the pasta cooking water to loosen up the pesto around the pasta.  But don’t stop there.  Toss some gnocchi with pesto and a pat of butter and extra Parm.  Use this pesto in last week’s Working Girl Dinner, and roast fish or shrimp or scallops in pesto sauce.  Toss pesto into a pot of steaming mussels.  That’s good.  Or spoon a dollop over grilled steak.  Or, one of my college favorites, mix the pesto with a touch of mayo, spoon onto whole wheat toast, and sandwich sliced tomato.

Watch to learn how easy it is to make homemade pesto!

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Homemade Pesto

PestoINGREDIENTS

  • 3 tablespoons pine nuts
  • 1 clove garlic
  • 3 cups fresh basil leaves, washed and spun dry
  • 3 tablespoons olive oil
  • 1/3 cup grated Parmesan cheese
  • Salt & Pepper

PROCEDURE

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F.  Scatter the nuts in a single layer on a rimmed baking sheet, and toast 5 to 10 minutes, until you can smell the nuts in the oven, and they have turned golden brown.  Let them come to room temperature before you use them!

Put the nuts, garlic, and basil in the food processor.  Whiz them up until they are finely chopped.  Add the olive oil, and season with salt and pepper.  Whiz until smooth.  Add in the cheese, and run the machine one final time to combine everything.

TIPS

To save money, use chopped walnuts instead of pine nuts, and substitute spinach for half the basil.

 

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French in a Flash: Green Salad with Creamy Goat Cheese Dressing

RECIPE: Green Salad with Creamy Goat Cheese Dressing
Salad with Creamy Goat Cheese Dressing

Salad with Creamy Goat Cheese Dressing

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In my slightly undietetic mind, creamy salad dressing makes lettuce worth eating.  I once knew a woman who ate naked salad, and claimed it was because “she didn’t like dressing.”  She was lying!  To me, to herself, and to her itty-bitty waist.  That’s mind over matter.  Her mind could run a marathon around mine.

Normally, I always go for chunky blue cheese.  But lately I’ve been having really wonderful creative cheesy dressings–most recently with cheddar and avocado.  I love salad with goat cheese–the traditional crispy or warm goat cheese Parisian bistro salad.  Who doesn’t love that?  So I made a blue cheese dressing with fresh chèvre instead of blue cheese.  It is tangy and creamy and just ever-so-slightly tart and acidic.  And instead of a blog of creamy cheese, it enrobes every leaf of lettuce in the salad.

With the chèvre poured over torn greenleaf lettuce, topped with garden tomatoes, snipped chives, and toasted walnuts, the salad has a definite bistro feel, but it’s easier to make, light but decadent, and a bit off the beaten track–like the avocado cheddar dressing I saw last week.

Green Salad with Creamy Goat Cheese Dressing
serves 4

Salad with Creamy Goat Cheese DressingINGREDIENTS

  • 1.5 ounces fresh goat cheese, room temperature
  • 2 tablespoons mayonnaise
  • 2 tablespoons half and half
  • 1 teaspoons white wine vinegar
  • Kosher salt
  • Freshly cracked black pepper
  • 10 cups roughly chopped greenleaf lettuce (about 2 small heads)
  • 2 vine-ripened tomatoes, cut into wedges
  • 4 teaspoons finely snipped chives
  • 6 tablespoons roughly chopped toasted walnuts

PROCEDURE

In a medium bowl, whisk together the goat cheese mayonnaise, half and half, and vinegar until mostly smooth.  Season to taste with salt and a lot of black pepper.

Toss the lettuce lightly with the dressing.  Save whatever is leftover in a closed container in the refrigerator.  Top the salad with tomato wedges, chives, and walnuts.  Serve immediately.

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