Showing posts with label Mom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mom. Show all posts

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Day 9: Happy Cupcake Day!

Last night, as I was waiting for my soy milk to coagulate (not a sentence I ever thought I'd type), I called my mom to update her on my progress. After a couple of minutes, she asked a fairly worrisome question:

"Are you making cupcakes?"

Maybe she hadn't understood what I was talking about.

"No, Mom," I replied, "I'm making tofu. TOFU."

"Right," she said. "I got it. But what about cupcakes? For tomorrow? You could bring me cupcakes for Mother's Day. Or...no, never mind. You're doing a lot. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine.

"But...cupcakes would be good."

So I did what any crazy person would do - around 11:00 last night, I made a batch of chocolate cupcakes. I left them unfrosted until today; I spent Mother's Day at my parents' house, where I made chocolate-orange buttercream and was able to share these with my mom:



They made for one happy mama.

Chocolate-Orange Buttercream Frosting
6 ounces butter, softened
3/4 cup cocoa powder (plus a little extra as needed)
2 2/3 cup powdered sugar (plus a little extra as needed)
1/3 cup milk
1 tbs. vanilla
2 1/2 tbs. fresh-squeezed orange juice
2 tsp. orange zest
A splash of blood orange bitters

1. Cream the butter.
2. Add the cocoa powder and powdered sugar; mix while slowly adding the milk. Continue to mix until all of the ingredients have been integrated and the mixture is of a spreadable consistency.
3. Add the remaining ingredients; mix well. If the frosting is too thin, add a little more cocoa powder and/or powdered sugar - a teaspoon or so at a time until you've reached your desired consistency.
4. Spread on cupcakes, or cake, or toast, or your fingers. Enjoy. Makes about two cups of frosting - enough to liberally frost a dozen cupcakes and have a bunch left over.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Whatcha Wanna Know?

"But...wait," someone inevitably asks. "What about beer?"

When I initially thought of Made It Myself May (which has to get acronymed - MIMM!), it was pretty straightforward. Everything I cooked for myself for the entire month would have to be stuff I made from scratch. Ever the carb-lover, my mind immediately went to recipes for bread and pasta. And then...it went to everything else. Canned beans or dried? Frozen vegetables or only fresh? How do I make tofu? And dear lord, what about Coke Zero?

As it turns out, my analytical friends and family were thinking along the same lines. Here are some of the questions I've been asked the most, as well as some of the ponderings I've been having.

Really, why are you doing this?
Honestly, I like a challenge. I think this is a good opportunity for me to be more self-disciplined, and I hope it gives me something interesting to think and talk about. There's a lot going on right now related to food and its origins - the push for healthier food in schools, the sudden burst of community farms and gardens, the First Lady's attempts to curb childhood obesity - and I'm interested in that. I also think this will help me establish some good habits that I hope I continue after the month is over.

Then did you plant a vegetable garden? Did you start pickling and canning things two months ago? Are you keeping chickens and cows in the backyard?
It's MADE It Myself May, not GREW It Myself May. While I'm definitely working hard to rely on fresh ingredients and things that aren't pre-processed, I also have a full-time job. I'm very lucky to work just a few blocks from a huge farmers' market, and Dara (my roommate/best friend) recently started a subscription to Farm Fresh to You, which means we get a box full of delicious, locally grown produce dropped on our doorstep every two weeks. (Please don't steal it.) I'm looking for milk and meat that don't have things added to them. And while my dad is angling for me to adopt a bunch of chickens, I'm pretty sure my landlord would frown on livestock.

Uh-oh. Does this mean no restaurants?
Absolutely not. Restaurants are still a-okay - within reason. I definitely can't afford to eat out every night, and doing so would sort of negate the whole purpose of this endeavor. So the occasional dinner out is fine, but every meal in a row? Nope. Additionally, certain items are off-limits. A cup of coffee from Starbucks is fine, but a sugar-free soy caramel macchiato? Delicious, and my favorite, but since I suspect it's full of the kinds of things I'm trying to avoid, I'm going to have to go without for the month.
But there is one restaurant I have to completely forbid myself from going to. I have to confess an absolute and abiding love for McNuggets and McDonald's french fries. They're salty and greasy and hot and crunchy - and run completely counter to everything I'm trying to do this month. It's over, McDonald's, but I promise it's not you, it's me. (Actually, it's a little bit you.)

If you come over to my house to eat, are you going to be all weird and picky?
Not even in the slightest - at least, no weirder than usual. This is my own challenge, but it doesn't extend outside of what I'm cooking for myself. I would love to come over to your house, and I'll even bring cupcakes for dessert.

So. What about ________?
The most important question, and the one I really have been asked most frequently. Everyone wants to know the "rules" of MIMM, and what happens if I break them. The easiest answer is that there really aren't any rules - because I'm making this up as I go along. It's easier for me to list the things that I won't make myself than the things that I will, because that list is significantly shorter.
  • Ironically, while this all started with yogurt, I'm not going to be making most dairy and dairy-esque products myself. I'll buy soy milk and margarine. I don't have a dairy farm, and I'm not exactly set up to make cheese or butter. Plus, I don't want to accidentally poison myself. However, so many of you have pointed out that it's easy to make yogurt from scratch (usually by saying, "But I've made yogurt before!") that I'll at least make an attempt. I would like to point out, though, that my mom told me that she used to make her own yogurt - and then said that that's probably how she got salmonella. Awesome.
  • I'm not going to be milling my own spices or flour, or mining my own salt.
  • Dara and I don't want to battle swarms of bees on our ways to our cars in the morning, so a backyard apiary - and homegrown honey - are out.
But here's what I will be making: everything else. Pickles; tofu (millions of Japanese people can't be wrong!); mayonnaise; ketchup; mustard; bread; pasta, crackers;peanut butter; applesauce; frozen yogurt; fruit juice. I've decided that shelled nuts are fine, and that I'll be using only dried beans, not canned. Frozen veggies are only for an absolute emergency; there's no reason to let all that great produce go to waste. Any broth I want to cook with, I'll make myself, and canned tomatoes - probably the most frequently used product in my kitchen - are out. And finally, though it kills me to do it, I'm going to eliminate soda. I'm not calling it a challenge for nothing.

But seriously. What about beer?
Are you kidding? Beer and wine are in in in. I think I'm going to need them.