Saturday, September 17, 2011

The 24-Hour Bread Pudding


This bread pudding never lasts beyond 24-hours.  It gets sliced, devoured, picked at and nibbled on mercilessly, day and night.   I've been wanting to share this recipe since I started this blog.  The problem was, whenever I'd get the urge to make it, it was late in the day or just past dinnertime when the lighting was low, and that makes for poor food photography, at least without an armory of lights.  So by the time I remembered I wanted to share it here, all that would be left was a skillet of crumbs.  


Now, you should know that I'm from a casual family.  None of that Leave It to Beaver stuff.  My mom cooks intuitively, the way she was taught, and that rubbed off on me, which means you'll find no neatly handwritten vintage recipe cards in her kitchen or mine.  What you will find are hastily scribbled recipes on whatever paper was handy at the time, shoved between the pages of cookbooks she never used, and always a pile of clean dish towels-- that's one of the simple pleasures I picked up from her that I enjoy in my own kitchen to this day. 

What I love about this recipe is that it's very forgiving.  There are few if any precise measurements, and I've never seen her pick up a recipe book.  So, this is how she handed down this bread pudding recipe to me when I called long-distance and asked for it: she dictated it enthusiastically right over the phone in her cute southern drawl.


But, why torture you with my chicken scratch when I can type it neatly for you right here?

Dottie's Apple & Raisin Skillet Bread Pudding
You will need:

1.  A cast iron skillet (the one I use most is 9")
2.  A large mixing bowl

Ingredients:

About 6-10 slices of white bread.  (I use 10 because I'm greedy!) Potato bread also works well.

A pinch of salt (about 1/4 tsp)

1 tsp ground cinnamon

1/4 tsp ground nutmeg

1/4 cup light brown sugar

1/4 cup white sugar

1 medium to large egg, beaten

1/2 cup of raisins

1 medium or large sweet apple, chopped (about 1 cup)

1/2 stick unsalted butter melted (put aside 1 TBSP to grease the skillet)

 1 tsp. vegetable or canola oil

4+ cups of milk-- enough to soak the bread thoroughly

1 1/2 tsp vanilla extract

1/4 tsp rum extract (optional)

    Instructions:

    Preheat oven to 350º F.

    Meanwhile, roughly tear your bread into chunks (about 2" big or so)  and add to the bowl.
    Add all ingredients except the egg.  Let sit for about 10-15 minutes to soak up the moisture, then stir together thoroughly.  Do not overmix; the resulting consistency should be something like super-chunky oatmeal.  If it's too dry, simply stir in more milk.

    Next, I like to taste my mixture to make sure it's sweet enough, then I mix in the beaten egg.

    Heat the skillet in the oven.  When the skillet gets hot (not smoking), melt the TBSP of butter you reserved and the tsp of oil together in the skillet. Grease the hot skillet with this mixture. I like to use a pastry brush for this.

    Immediately pour the bread pudding mixture into the skillet and bake at 350º F on the center oven rack for approximately 45-50 minutes.


    Watch it rise...  Once the top has browned, press it with your finger  to see if it has solidified; it should not be jiggly when you wiggle the pan, and the crust should be pulling away from the sides of the skillet by now.  Remove from the oven and let it rest for about 15 minutes if you can wait that long.  The center will sink in just a little bit.  (By now, your house smells divine and  you have your coffee or tea waiting patiently on stand-by.)

    The result will be a yummy, tender pudding with a chewy, sweet crust.  Equally delicious hot, room temperature, or cold; off a lovely dish, a paper towel, or eaten out of hand.  And if yours comes out as good as mine, it won't last more than 24 hours!

    Saturday, September 10, 2011

    Bitches Brew: Something Wicked In My Cup



    This easy, spicy, butt-kicking potion is what I’m drinking to fight off a cold that threw me for a loop and derailed my bag making productivity in the studio last week.   

    About a year ago while listening to a natural remedy radio show, these are the ingredients I remember being touted as a cure for what ails you; an immunity-boosting punch that not only helps to break up congestion and keep you hydrated, but it tastes delicious and just feels good in your tummy.  I feel better already!

    Bitches Brew

    • 1 quart of water

    • 3 or 4 star anise pods

    • 1 tsp cayenne pepper

    • 2” of ginger root, chopped or grated

    • Juice of 1 lime

    • 3 Tbsp honey

    For an added treat, I like to throw in my favorite family sized tea bag.   Today it’s pomegranate green tea, because I’m out of my favorite lemon green tea from TeaMan.

    Now, put on some Miles Davis and bring everything except the tea bag to a boil, then simmer for about 5 minutes.  Turn off heat and add your tea bag.  Let steep for about 3 minutes.  Pour into your favorite mug and enjoy sipping while hot all through the day.

    Do you have a favorite natural remedy or concoction for colds?  I'd love to hear.

    Tuesday, August 30, 2011

    Happy Birthday, Tigger!

    Birthday cake served at our Small Dog MeetUp group.  We had a party for all the dogs born in August.  This cake for dogs is from Woof Gang Bakery in Atlanta, GA.  It disappeared fast!

    Today is my dog Tigger's birthday! The birthday boy is 8 years old, and I swear, this Westie is the best dog in the whole wide world.  It's hard to believe we've had him for 6 years already, as he was only 2 years old when we drove from New Jersey to Philadelphia to meet him halfway between his home in Northern Virginia and ours.

    My husband and I had been searching high and low for a dog of our own, pathetically stalking other people's dogs, visiting shelters and applying for dogs at rescue societies for a dog who would fit into our lifestyle.  We even found ourselves attending the Purina Challenge one Saturday,  giddy as we watched dogs perform agility runs and squee-ing after spectators' pups.

    We found Tigger when I did an email blast to everyone I was connected to and let them know we were looking for a small dog to share our lives.  A woman in my book club just happened to have a brother who was looking for someone to take his little dog, as he and his wife spent long hours at work and couldn't devote as much attention to Tigger as they wanted to.  After many emails and some photos, we totally fell in love with this adorable little West Highland White Terrier with his spunky stance and terrible haircut. We wanted him badly!

    What an angel he turned out to be.  Perfect for us in every way.  After a couple of sleepless nights of him woofing at every little sound in the city,  he finally settled down into our home.  Afraid I'd be allergic to him, I foolishly thought I'd be able to keep him off the furniture...nope...out of the bedroom...nope! (he burst right through the French doors!) and off the bed...not a chance!  In fact, he always goes and lays on my side of the bed (because my husband says I smell like sweet milk (I think that's a compliment! LOL).  But what's a few sniffles and boxes of Kleenex and Swiffers between best friends?

    We got a loving, funny, well-behaved but certainly obsessive-compulsive, almost perfectly house-trained dog who in the beginning walked over to his coat when he wanted to go outside.  Now he runs from it and once we get it on him, he does laps around the coffee table like it's some weird ritual. 


    It wasn't long after we got him that I went on a mission to create a snazzy wardrobe for him -- atonement for a mother's guilt and shame from sending him out in the pouring rain wearing a trash bag one dreadful night.  It began with a shiny black patent leather raincoat with a vintage print lining, then graduated to sweaters and additional coats.  He had a better wardrobe than me; why, he snagged the attention of many dapper gents in our gentrified neighborhood!

    I couldn't resist buying this hoodie on Ebay.  Cuz all Jersey Boyz wear sweatsuits!  Fuhgeddaboudit!


    We laugh daily with him in our lives; he certainly brought a lot of much needed comic relief during some very tough times.  He plays with his food, flipping kibble in the air, then batting at it with his paws, and he's mercilessly destroyed many a stuffed animal--too numerous to count-- as we stood by gaping in horror.

    Oh...the carnage!


    Despite his typical Westie stubborn ways, not one day goes by that we don't coo about how cute he is and how lucky we are to have him!

    Relaxing at Grandma's house on the lawn.  Ahhh, Happiness!



    Enjoying a sunny spot in the window

    Happy Birthday, Tigger! You totally rock!
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