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Wednesday
Dec022009

Best of .09 ~ Restaurant moment

September 6.  Brooklyn, NY.  Moto Restaurant. w| my mom, sister, and her friends:

My mom and I met in NYC for Labor Day weekend to visit my sister, see several shows, and eat our way through Manhattan.  Nancy and Dave made reservations one night for a restaurant near their apartments, in Brooklyn on the edge of Williamsburg.  It was a stand-alone little place that looked from the outside like it could have been a speakeasy at one point. Or an autobody shop.

It had a cozy vintage feel. After we sat down, the band came in to set up.  Right next to me. Now and then I chatted with the band between their sets.  The food was amazing.  I was with my mom and sister for the first time in a loooong time.  

restaurant |  Moto  in Brooklyn

food | artichoke with saffron mayo + side of mashed potatoes +heavenly date cake (best dessert of 09)

music | Mad Jazz Hatters , a blend of early jazz + klezmer + jugband

vibe | happy, content, whimsical, comfortable, cool + cozy

. . .

Day two of Gwen Bell's Best of 09 challenge

Tuesday
Dec012009

We gathered together (again)

 Thanksgiving for us stretched from the Tuesday before, when G's parents arrived, until yesterday when they flew back home.  We had a wonderful, tasty week.  We had 12 for dinner (G's parents, my sister Nancy, G's cousin Brent and his family, and us) which was just right.  Placecards/favors from here

Thanks to your fantastic meal suggestions, we also ate very well the rest of the week, including Robin's award winning chili, her crockpot chicken (thanks again Robin), Ina Garten's Five Cheese Penne, my mom's Taco Soup, a baked potato bar, and, I have to admit, lots of Rhodes rolls (bread making still makes me too nervous when it's high stakes).  All big hits! It was so fun and satisfying to host loved ones and have a happy chaos in our house.

And also nice this morning to recover.  Admittedly, there were some casualties:

Lauren's glasses (RIP), crunched by Louie

our clothes dryer, which died on the first day

and...Sam's lungs

(This weekend Sam was diagnosed with pneumonia and asthma, most likely related to his flu a few weeks ago. The poor boy needs to complain a little more...we had no idea he wasn't doing well until he complained it hurt to breathe on Sunday morning. He's feeling much better today and, on the bright side, imagine how amazing he'll feel when he's back to full lung capacity.)

I've been in denial about the calendar.  December? Already? Okay, bring it on.

Wednesday
Nov042009

Quarantine schemes

On the third day of sickness, the swine flu(?) gave to me...three coughing people, two fevers over 102, and a feeling that we'll never be free.  

(via my facebook status this morn. I was pretty proud of that; it only took me all morning to think of it:))

Okay, if I'm going to be sick and ill equipped to write my qualifying paper (fuzzy brain...oh well!) then I will try to use my quarantine time to plan and scheme about Thanksgiving and other November delights.  Greg's parents are coming out for the week surrounding Thanksgiving and we're so excited to host them (first time in about 6 years, I think).  The Thanksgiving dinner part is not too hard to plan; I do the same tried-and-true list every year plus I'll ask others to bring things to contribute to the feast (Greg's cousin's family and hopefully my sister are also coming).

But here's what gives me pause: what about the other days of their visit?  I'd like to move beyond our standard five (you know, mexican night, italian night, pizza night, breakfast for dinner night...) and yet I'd like to not be distracted by the meal prep the whole time.  What are your favorite houseguest meals to prepare (including lunches and breakfasts, too)?

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Thankful for: a new book on my doorstop (Lacuna, Barbara Kingsolver's new one), a bathtub full of almost scalding water, extra time to scheme and daydream and cuddle on the sofa with the other sickies

Tuesday
May052009

For your cinco pleasure...

Try these!  This is what we're having tonight: My mom's famous swiss enchiladas.  They don't have swiss cheese in them.  And they're not from Switzerland. So I'm not sure what the story is about that, except it's an enchilada with a {heavenly! divine! wicked!} creamy white sauce.

Gather together a group of illustrious ingredients:
1 onion, chopped
1 T oil
2 c. chicken, cooked and chopped
1 can diced chiles
1 garlic clove, crushed
18 corn tortillas
1/2 c. oil
3 c. cream (light or heavy)
3 chicken bouillon cubes
cheddar/mozzarella/monterey jack cheese

Saute onion in oil until soft, then add chicken, chiles and garlic and simmer for 10 minutes.
Set aside.
This part is optional: Heat 1/2 c. oil in frying pan and quickly fry each of the tortillas, one at a time, flipping to fry both sides.  Place on paper towels to drain.
Meanwhile, heat cream and bouillon cubes in a saucepan at medium heat until cubes are dissolved.

Now for the enchilada assembly:  
Take a tortilla, 
dip it for several seconds in the cream mixture to soften.  
Lay it on a plate, 
add a spoonful of chicken mixture and a sprinkling of cheese, 
roll 
and place in a greased 9x13" casserole dish.  
Repeat for each tortilla until the pan is filled with rolled enchilada lovelies.  

Now (and this is important) pour the remaining cream mixture over the top and sprinkle with cheese.

Bake at 375 degrees for 30 minutes.  Mmmm.  Serve with topping options like avocados, tomatoes, sour cream, lettuce, and olives.

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And if you're looking for a good read, try Rain of Gold by Victor Villasenor.  Two different people recommended it to me (thanks, Jen and Celia) and I just finished it yesterday.  It's a wonderful true family memoir/epic that reads like fiction.  Beginning around 1900 and the Mexican Revolution, the book separately follows two Mexican families (who eventually emigrate to the US) and their adventures, travails, joys, and heartbreaks as the two main characters finally find each other, fall in love, and become the author's grandparents.  I felt like I was sitting by the fire hearing a lifetime of family stories: love, revenge, meteors, gold finds, shipwrecks, bootlegging, journeys, desire, God, mysticism, work, family, life.   

{On a personal note, I kept wondering if my great grandfather knew--or just crossed paths with--any of the people in the book. He lived in northern Mexico at the turn of the century and had amazing stories of his dealings with Pancho Villa and Diaz (he was once kidnapped by rebels and then let go on Pancho Villa's urging). Just wondering.}

p.s. How embarrassing; I spelled cinco wrong in that last post. Oy.

Saturday
Apr252009

Food trip!

Our road trip to DC has 
evolved 
devolved 
transformed into a food trip.
It's all about the food, right?
especially when we're dealing with memories and nostalgia.
The kids had their must-dos:

Krispy Kreme

Generous George's 
Fuddruckers

and I had mine:

Georgetown Cupcake
{mmm....cupcakes}

Good thing we're doing a lot of walking, huh?
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Maddy in China: This morning she's off on the plane to Shanghai,
their last stop before coming home on Monday