Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Goodbye Summer....Hello...My Birthday... Chunky Sweaters...Pumpkins...Haunted Houses...Crunchy Leaves...and Fall.




Monday was officially the first day of fall, and personally, I was having mixed emotions.  I had one of the most enjoyable summers I have had in a long time, and I knew I was going to miss it, but deep down in my heart I was excited. 
My excitement came from the thoughts of going to a pumpkin patch, wearing my favorite sweater to wrap myself up in, to pick out all the pumpkins that I will carve with my friends, and the pumpkins that can be baked into a pie, used for a sauce, made into a container to hold my warm soup, and all the  other endless possibilities.  
It doesn't end at Pumpkins.  What about the entire Thanksgiving meal that is my favorite day in the kitchen.  I have a family filled with hungry hungry boys.  I have to hide the food I prep the days before from my brothers so they don't eat it all before the big day.  And if I screw up the potatoes....I don't think my Irish dad will forgive me.  I can't wait!
So, in honor of my upcoming fun filled fall, I made pork chops, roasted garlic mashed potatoes, with a ginger apple cider sauce.  And to say goodbye to summer my roommate Adam and I made a white wine vegetable pasta.

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Fettuccine Alfredo


Fettuccine Alfredo has a warm place in my heart. 

There was a fabulous restaurant in my home town in Ohio called Rosey's Place.  When you walked into Rosey's you were greeted by two things, the warm aroma of roasted garlic, and Rosey. 

 Rosey was an incredibly small robust Italian woman.  She would greet us at the door, give my parents a hug, and usher my older brother and sister and I to our table.  She had the incredibly strong heavy Italian accent, and me being 5 yrs old, could never figure out what she was saying.I was incredibly frightened by her, but my parents loved her. 

The restaurant was blanketed in red and white checkered table cloths, with dimly lit candles on every table.  You could smell the garlic in the air, and hear every clank, and clatter coming from kitchen, which added to the charm.  There was a small patio on the side, and on the weekends there was a piano man, belting out Italian music.  My sister would always go up to the piano man asking him to play the "Katie" song.  Which I didn't think such a thing existed, but every time, some sort of a song with the word Katie was played.  

But the real reason we went there was for the Fettuccine Alfredo.  Moms favorite. My mother could sit there, with my brother and sister fighting, me wandering away from the table, and not notice a thing. If the Fettuccine was at the table not one thing could bother her.  Rosie would bring my mother a plate that could feed a family of 8, piled high with the warm long flat noodles, swimming in the pool of creamy cheezy Alfredo sauce.  The look on my mother's face when it arrived was priceless.  

And to this day, Rosie's Fettuccine Alfredo holds a beautiful place in my heart. 



****Fettuccine Alfedo********

80z Fettuccine Noodles
1 head of garlic
1 cup chicken stock
1 cup heavy cream
1 lemon (juice)
1 cup Parmesan Cheese
salt
pepper

***Serves two*** 

1. Chop off a the top part of the head of garlic to expose the tips of the garlic cloves.  Wrap the entire head of garlic in Aluminum foil and throw in your oven @ 350 degrees and roast for about 45 mins, until your house is filled with the aroma, and the garlic is golden brown.  

2. Once garlic is roasted, squeeze garlic into a pot with the chicken stock.  Whisk it all together and bring to a simmer, and allow the two to get together.  

3. Add heavy cream, lemon juice, salt and pepper...whisk all together, bring to a little bubble and let reduce by half, keep eye on, and stir randomly.  *****keep heat med/low***** Don't burn your cream. 

4. After milk has reduced stir in the cheese.  Add more as desired.

4. Boil water...cook noodles and mix it all together and ENJOY! 

Monday, September 15, 2008

Fresh Start.


Well, I guess this is my new blog.  I don't consider myself a writer, but I do like to talk.  So I guess this is a test to see if anyone will find what I find interesting...interesting. 
My friend Mary suggested I start this to display my photos in a different way, and to explore my experiences in the kitchen, and with my photography.  
I love food.  I love to cook.  I love Photography. I love to take pictures of food.  I am an aspiring food photographer, that reads cook books on my free time.  So I am going to share my food/cooking/photography life with you.  
I plan on posting recipes, thoughts, pictures, and whatever my little mind can come up with.  
Feel free to chime in with your thought too! 

Ok...well one thing I actually would like to start off with is discussing Stanley's market.  

Stanley's market is my favorite place to buy produce in Chicago.  I had a really great experience there last week which involved me getting two free watermelons, for the simple fact that I returned my cart to the store.  The place is great. It has organic and non organic produce.  Their prices are great and I love it.  I went there yesterday with my roommate Adam, and he looked like a little boy in a candy store for the first time.  It really made me feel great when I saw the smile on his face, so I wanted to tell everyone about it, so that you can smile too.  

I mean COME ON!! Fresh corn at 10 for $1.  Can't beat that!  I am having corn for dinner tonight.