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Aug 02 2010

I made this up, but so did lots of other people.

Published by helen under Off the Top of my Head

What do you call scrambled eggs with left-over pasta mixed through? The internet is covered with references to it but no good names. I thought perhaps it might turn out to be authentically Italian but no. In any case, the other weekend at bunch-ish time, I was going to make some curried scrambled eggs, but noticed that there was a (small) amount of spaghetti sitting from the night before. It seemed logical to combine them.

Spaghetti-Scrambled Eggs

Not exactly beautiful, but oh-so moreish. I fried up some garlic and spring onion, and softened a chopped tomato with the two. Then in went the snipped up spaghetti to heat through, and some warming, rather than ‘curried’ spices- tumeric, cinnamon, cumin- and several well beaten local organic free range eggs, seasoned with salt and pepper. Topped with ripped-up coriander and parsley, this was an excellent way to use up an insubstantial quantity of pasta and set us both up nicely for the rest of the day!

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Jul 12 2010

Is it a bird? Is it a plane? err, no, it’s Beetroot actually….

For the third week running we visited the newly re-launched Leith’s Village Store on Saturday. In fact, last weekend we were there as volunteers, selling locally grown potatoes, carrots, mushrooms, peas, rocket, chard, lettuce, radishes, courgettes to the people of Leith. Each week there are more customers and therefore more stock for the following week. When we were selling we ran out of eggs (twice! We even sourced an extra dozen but they went in a flash) and so this week they had stacks of the things!

Awesome sign for The Village Store

We also had the task last week of securing this beautiful hand-painted sign. It’s on paper (?lining paper) with strings through reinforced corners….but there’s nothing really at the Drill Hall to attach it to, so we had to use a lot of parcel tape to stick the strings to the stone….and hope….

Despite being a very blustery day it survived, yay!

Back to this week. I was pleased to see, for the first time, bunches of very fresh looking beetroot. (Frustrating that I was thwarted in my attempts to buy beetroot last week, but such is the nature of things). We also got some local grown rocket- 40g to be precise, how nice to be able to grab it by the handful and take as much or as little as you need! – as well as courgettes, broccoli and chestnut mushrooms.

On Saturday night we decided to roast the beetroot to have with pasta. I cast about on the internet for timings and came across this delightful VideoJug vid on how to cook beetroot. We didn’t have any thyme but basically followed their instructions. (I was also on the hunt for an Ottolenghi recipe for beetroot with maple syrup and sherry vinegar without success…found sweet potato though, will have to assume is the same!)

So. Step one, prep the beetroot.

Stripey and White Beetroot

Um…what?

I’ve seen stripey beetroot before. Looks dead exciting raw but if you cook it with regular beetroot it gets dyed and the effect is lost. I’ve seen golden beetroot before (although now I think about it I’m not sure what colour its skin is. Brown?) But white ?

It should be noted that externally, all these beets looked exactly the same. Very pink, compared with most beetroot I’ve seen, but nevertheless kinda normal. The first one I sliced into was tiny, about the size of a cherry tomato, and when I saw the white inner I thought “b***er, I’ve bought blimen’ radishes!’. But they smelled of beetroot. And when I hit a striped one I was more reassured. So we ploughed on regardless.

We roasted them in the oven glazed in, essentially, salad dressing. The smell that wafted through when D checked the oven at half time was glorious. Served over a bed of buttery spaghetti and some of the rocket, it all tasted fantastic.

And dusted with parmiggiano!

Visually, we’d have been better with normal, red, beetroot. It looked a bit like roasted garlic or perhaps parsnip. Not the glorious contrasting colours I’d originally envisaged. Had it not been for the rocket this would have been close to a one-colour-meal. But it was just the two of us and it tasted great. And now I know; beetroot can be pink on the outside, white on the inside. And I wonder….is it really normal to be red, or have I simply been brainwashed by the supermarkets and the force of consumer expectation? Ach, it’s always been red when I’ve seen Ken dig it up out of the garden!


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Jul 09 2010

Sneak preview

I was up to past midnight the other night, experimenting. I don’t have time to tell you all about it just now, so here’s a wee sneak preview. Can you guess what I was up to?

Batter Icing

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Mar 26 2010

Beetroot Salad

Anyone make a really great beetroot salad? When I spent a summer in France in 2004, I discovered that my enjoyment of beetroot could extend beyond one recipe and one alone (coming soon to a blog near you, I hope). This was an important discovery; prior to this I had rather avoided it on menus and certainly never cooked with it. Now it is one of my favourite veggies.

Beetroot Salad

The recipe which changed everything for me was a simple beetroot salad; cooked beetroot (from your garden or a packet, whatever is possible) finely diced and mixed with loads of garlic, and dressed as a salad. I have tried to recreate this several times myself and yet feel I am missing something. Perhaps it is just that the original salad was eaten on a scorchingly hot day; that it was made by someone else, not me; that I probably had a beer in my hand as I ate it; I might even have spent the afternoon surfing flailing about on a surf board and building up an appetite. At the very least I was somewhere else and that can do amazing things for flavours.Nevertheless I wonder if there’s a simple fix. Do I use too much garlic? Should I use a different kind of vinegar? No vinegar at all? Is there anyone out there who can help me?

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Mar 23 2010

Improvised black pudding stew

Published by Dougal under Off the Top of my Head

I was in the big useless Scotmid at the bottom of the hill last week and spotted a pack of six slices of black pudding for something like 70p. Typically we only have black pudding for the once-in-a-blue-moon fried breakfast but I was reminded of something else. Helen’s dad once cooked some kind of delicious stew for her birthday, which included slowly cooked black pudding in with everything else. I only have the vaguest recollection of what else was in the stew, so I decided to reinvent it with what I had anyway.

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In the end I used

  • two small onions
  • a handful of spring onions
  • a dozen-or-so thin slices of chorizo
  • a tin of plum tomatoes
  • about a pint of weak vegetable stock
  • a courgette
  • six slices of black pudding

The whole thing was built up in a sturdy pan in fairly short time as I was heading out the door shortly. I cooked the onions down a fair bit; not quite to the stage where they’d be suitable for onion soup but more caramelised than I usually have them. The spring onions and chorizo went in for a few minutes and then the liquid, tomatoes and courgette, cut into thick coins and then halved. The plum tomatoes were a good find, as they rarely seem much use and we always end up with more in the cupboard than is really necessary.

I brought everything to the boil while I quartered each slice of black pudding. Then I just dropped all the slices of pudding in, the lid went on and I turned the heat off completely. I came back to the house two hours later to the most amazing smell. :-) I gave it some gentle heat to move things along and made some rice alongside. Helen was late home from Glasgow that night and I think this was the best welcome home!

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Leftovers the next day were eked out with a garlicky peppers concoction. I don’t think salad is the right word but I don’t know what is. It was very lovely though.

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Mar 14 2010

Brain food

Published by helen under Off the Top of my Head

I am on my own for lunch today: Dougal is taking his mammy for a well-earned treat in the form of lunch at Calistoga (I am sad to miss out but a)she’s not my mum and b)I have work to be getting on with!) but my mother is in Italy so gets no special treatment today.

I am currently writing up a big project we’ve just finished- using Rapid Appraisal to perform a community diagnosis of the area of Anderston in Glasgow. We had to look for signs and symptoms- by interviewing people, looking at statistics, making observations, make a diagnosis of the health or otherwise of the community and then come up with what is essentially a ‘treatment plan’ for the area. We presented this as a group on Friday to an audience of our peers and some medical educators. Now I am cooped up in my wee study trying to write 2000 words on the subject. Which isn’t really enough and I’m wondering how to approach the matter. I’m not clear that the same structure as worked for a 10 minute presentation will work for the essay.

Spaghetti with garlicky prawns, sundried tomatoes and pine nuts

For a quick lunch giving me brain power, I cooked up some spaghetti and whilst it was on the boil, frizzed up some cooked prawns (oot the freezer) in an indecent quantity of garlic. I then tossed through some mulched up sundried toms, and at the point of mixing it all together threw in lots of toasted pine nuts. Scrummy….if a little antisocial!

Aesthetically it could have done with some green, I feel. Rocket? Basil? Had neither to hand, in any case.

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Jan 28 2010

Smokin’!

Published by helen under Off the Top of my Head

I was walking towards the door of Waitrose in Glasgow the other night, on the hunt for something I wouldn’t get in Leith (I think it might have been thick sponge wipers, how pathetic!) and through the big window spotted their smoked mackerel in the end of a chiller cabinet. I was sold!

We used to have mackerel fairly often when I was a little ‘un and I really like it but for some reason it isn’t really on my internal shopping list. Perhaps because I never really make it to the fishmongers (and our lovely, lovely fishmonger on Ferry Road appears to have closed!).

Dougal and I feasted like Kings on this for lunch at the weekend. Brilliant in a toasted bagel with Southfield Dip, lemon juice and parsley.

Mackerel, Southfield Dip, Lemon and Parsley

Sadly I forgot to take it for lunch on Monday or Tuesday so I think the final fillet (of four) may have to go in the bin. I know it’s smoked and all but how long does it last once the packet is opened? It’s not been handled at all. Who’s to say. I shall sniff….

Bagel to be  Smoked Mackerel Bagel  

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Jan 03 2010

New Year Nibbles

The ice, more than anything, kept us from our invited shindig on Hogmanay. That and the aforementioned rubbish buses. So we decided to have a party for two!

We put our party gear on…

Wot. Wot did I do?  Pensive

…watched the fireworks from beside our lovely tree…

Explosions in the Sky

… we even had our own fireworks!…

We even had our own fireworks!

..there was Champagne, and scrummy nibbly bits- D’s finest pain de campagne, parma ham, smoked salmon, sundried tomato stuffed olives, cornichons…

Hogmanay Nibbles  Champagne

…there was no standing in the slushy snow, but plenty of lolling on the sofa…

Leaning into that Champagne  Are you trying to steal my salmon?

…and in the morning it was an easy skip to the kitchen for a New Year’s Breakfast of Irn Bru, Coffee, Pancakes, Bacon, Maple Syrup and Lizzie’s raspberry jam…magik :o)New Years Day Breakfast

With my mammy's jam

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Jan 01 2010

Never to be repeated!

When we went down to Dunbar to visit my folks about a month before Christmas we were met with an instruction- make a Whisky Sours wi’ this!

This was the reserved juices from a selection of citrus fruits which Ken had used that day to make glacé peel. The glacé peel would end up in the Christmas Cake; the juices in our belly that evening. Preparations had begun- some whisky had been added for a starter- but then the drinks makers had lost their nerve and it was agreed to wait for Dougal, maker of the Whisky Sour.

Shake it baby!

The educated opinon was that more whisky was needed; more was added, this was shaken, and shared between the grown ups. Quality stuff- highly recommended- never to be repeated- probably needs a new name! Whisky Marmalade?

Down in Dunbar for Drinks  Pije with quiff

Hangin oot  In a blur  

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Jan 01 2010

Christmas goodies!

How do you make Flapjack- a non-seasonal goodie by all accounts- into a Christmas Gifting-worthy present? You ice snowflakes on top! Go me, I thought of this all by my self. And it tasted brilliant.

Snowflake

Also, following on from its warmly received debut in February, I made a metric crapload of Biscotti for Christmas Gifts this year. So far it has gone to three recipients and there is one more to come. At that point D and I can stop eating the slightly over-baked or broken bits and really lit rip with the good stuff. Although my parents may ask for a top up!

Stirring in apricots

Stirring 1.5 volumes of mix was pretty hard going-I had to get D to brace the bowl (note gorgeous Nigella bowl!) for me :o)

Actual Metric Crapload of biscotti  Biscotti, three layers deep

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