Sunday, April 21, 2013

My Beef with Mother Nature

Well, here we are, another week and another snowy, icy, sleety morning. We must have really done something to piss off Mother Nature because she sure is punishing us with this "spring." Our temps are running 15-20 degrees below normal and while we have needed the moisture, we've had storms one right after another for almost 2 months.

We had sunshine all day yesterday which felt incredible, but it never got warmer than 40. We got out for the day and took a scenic ride over to the Mississippi river. We live about 40 minutes southwest of the river and it's very scenic, both driving over and the road that runs on the Minnesota and Wisconsin side. We started in Wabasha, home of Grumpy Old Men and The National Eagle Center.  The river was running a little high and very fast. There was still some ice and snow on the shaded banks, and the back pools were still icy, but the main river was open. None of the trees were budding yet and the grass is still brown.  We headed north to have lunch at Reads Landing Brewing Company in Reads Landing.  It's a very picturesque, very old brick storefront that has been lovingly restored with painted tin ceilings, exposed bricks and beams and a beautiful oak bar. After lunch we hopped the railroad tracks and walked to the river's edge. There were bald eagles, white pelicans, ducks, geese and herons.











We drove up to Lake City and wandered around an antique store that had once been a shell-button factory. Did you know there is a lake on the river? At a very wide spot, the river slows and Lake Pepin was created.   Then we drove to Red Wing, home of Red Wing pottery and Red Wing shoes.  It was a lovely day out and nice to get a big dose of Vitamin D and some fresh air!

We stopped at the grocery on the way home and burgers on the grill really sounded good. Our grocery was out of my favorite Thousand Hills ground beef, so I decided to take a leap and grind my own burger. I really hate grocery store ground beef-it's either too fatty, too watery, too mystery meat or is full of bone flecks. You never know how or where it was ground, or what all was thrown into the grinder. I managed to find my Kitchen Aid meat grinding attachment earlier in the week and figured this couldn't be too hard.  So I got a nearly 4 pound Angus bottom round roast, and came home and googled "grinding your own hamburger."

As predicted, it was almost too easy. I cut the roast into small pieces, laid them out on a parchment lined baking pan and put the pan in the freezer for 20 minutes to firm up the beef. I assembled the grinding attachment and started the grill.  After 20 minutes, I spent less than 5 working the beef through the grinder. It was not messy (the freezing locks the liquid into the meat so there's nothing runny or juicy) and the beef was this beautiful bowl of light fluffy ground beef. I lightly molded three patties, pressing a depression into the middle of each (when the meat cooks, it shrinks. Creating a depression in the middle prevents hockey puck burgers) and seasoned them with kosher salt, pepper and a light dusting of garlic powder.  The rest of the beef is waiting for Meatloaf Monday in the fridge.

Once the grill was ready, I popped them on, gave them 4 minutes, flipped them and let them finish. I lightly buttered a couple of split bakery buns, toasted those on the grill and when the burgers hit 145 (yes, I went medium) I pulled them and let them rest a few minutes while the cheese melted on them.
I sampled an unadorned bite first, and was really impressed with the lightness and tenderness of the burger. The flavor was incredibly beefy and rich and not greasy. The roast had minimal fat and I would say the ratio was close to 90/10. This was easily one of the best burgers I'd ever had. I particularly loved the control I had over the meat--knowing what went in, when it was made and how it was made.

I will be making my own ground meat from now on. I might even be tempted to make my own sausage--I can picture some pretty amazing homemade brat patties or breakfast sausage! While I'm not a food purist--I don't need to know every hill and dale my meat comes from, and  I read labels and buy minimally processed foods, we do enjoy an occasional box of Kraft Dinner.   I shop mindfully,  Living in Minnesota, it's difficult for 5 months out of the year to buy only local produce, unless we want to live on potatoes and rutabaga. I support local farmers when I buy happy free range chicken and eggs, local small pork producers and organic grass-fed beef.  It is more expensive, but the food tastes better and I would like to think the animals are happier and live more aligned to their nature. I've used CSA in the past, but with mixed result, the weather is unpredictable and it's an expensive investment in muddy under-developed produce. We tend to buy directly from the Farmer's Market instead where we can buy fresh meats and produce in one stop.

Looking out my back window, I'm reminded of the unpredictability of the weather. Since starting this post, we've picked up nearly an inch of snow.  HB just got up, walked to the window and muttered, "what the fuck."

I think that's as good as any ending for this post.



Sunday, April 14, 2013

WOE DOOM DESPAIR!!!!

Sorry.

Just needed to let it out. The weather here is enough to turn a happy optimist into a chain-smoking emo chick with a bad Franzia habit and a notebook full of existential haiku.

Doom Woe Misery
No sun warmth light or green
Die Mother Nature Die

(Ok, so it's not technically a haiku. If you have one better, feel free to share it in the comments)

Goodness, we've had a lot of winter. It's sleeting-snowing-icing-Lord-knows-what outside. We haven't seen the sun in nearly 2 weeks.  It's April 14 and we still have winter snow piles in our front yard. We haven't had a day over 50 yet.  You thought I bitched about the weather in January?  Right. I now reserve the right to gripe. Enough is enough. None of our trees are budding, nothing is coming up yet, the grass is barely turning green. The only thing green is the moss growing on the north side of all our trees. Yeah, that's a real harbinger of spring.

I need to change the subject. This is way too depressing!

We had our big Catering Expo and Open House at work on Thursday. This is a huge house-wide dog and pony show that I organize and coordinate. We don't do it every year, the last one was in the fall of 2010.  Our catering numbers are down a little and we're finding we field a lot of questions from Admin assistants who are new so hosting a big event like this is a great way to showcase our services, our rooms, our food and our friendly service. 

OF COURSE, there was a terrible ice storm Thursday morning so schools were closed. Fortunately all of our staff made it in, but our attendance was affected about 15-20% from what we expected.  The feedback forms were all really positive and on Friday, our room reservation person said she was already getting calls for bookings.

I enjoy putting on big events, but it's always a huge relief when they're over and put away.  We had 9 different tables set up with place settings, centerpieces, color schemes and assorted rental items to showcase what we can do. Our sampling buffet included a couple of new salads, three hot entrees, a side dish and two desserts. There were other nibblies available in other rooms along the tour. When in doubt--feed people!

Didn't have time to do a lot of cooking this week, made a big batch of homemade chicken and noodles and had that several nights.  Last night I made spaghetti with an Italian sausage and zucchini sauce that was pretty good. Just brown half a pound of bulk hot Italian sausage til done and crumbly. Drain and wipe out the skillet. Add a little olive oil and saute a 4-5 coarsely chopped mushrooms, half a diced zucchini and a chopped wedge of red bell pepper til slightly softened. You can add onion and garlic if you wish. Add one jar of your favorite marinara sauce (I used Prego Heart Smart) and add the sausage back to the sauce and vegetables and simmer about 5 minutes. I added 1/2 t. Penzeys' Italian Herbs to this. Toss with spaghetti with some freshly grated Parmesan and a salad and you've got a nice easy dinner.

Today I'm making an Eye of Round Beef Roast. It's sitting out at room temperature right now tempering before I put it in a 500 degree oven. Then you immediately knock the temp back to 475 and roast it just 7 minutes a pound (mine's 4.8#) and then turn the oven off and let it sit in the hot oven for 2 or so hours. The reviews I've read on this method all rave so I'll let you know how it turns out.  I've had a taste for a good roast beef...with mashed taters and gravy. NUM!!

Here's hoping to fair weather, warm breezes and a change in attitude.


Monday, April 8, 2013

Forgotten But Not Gone!

No, I haven't given up on the noble cause of blogging or discussing food or weather...I've just been really busy!

My favorite time of day to write and ponder is early morning. I am up every day before 6, even on the weekends. I've always been wired to early day, even as a kid I'd get up insanely early to watch cartoons or read my books. Sunday mornings were an interesting mix of Davy and Goliath, Mass for Shut-ins and the Sunday funnies until my parents got up and got me moving for Church.

During the week, I'm almost always awake before the 5:48 alarm. I get up, let the dog out, get the coffee started, empty the dishwasher, let the dog in, turn on the fish tank light, and rifle through the mail. Most of the time I turn on the local news and sometimes I read the previous evening's paper.  I get most of that accomplished before 6:15. Some days I grind coffee, some days I clean the stove from the previous night's dinner mess and sometimes I start a load of wash.

Once my tasks are done, I snuggle up with a fresh first hot cup of coffee, spending 30 minutes checking email, the news headlines, hitting up the gossip columns, looking for recipe ideas and reading a few blogs.  By then, the life-giving caffeine has found my brain and the sparks are starting to spark and bright ideas are taking shape. Well, maybe not entirely bright ideas, those generally come to me in the shower, but at least the fog is lifting and I can be reasonably sure which way is up.

Most weekday mornings, my time is limited. I need to get moving by 6:30 and I'm generally out the door on the way to work within an hour. I'm busy thinking about what I'm going to wear, what I'm going to pick for HB's outfit (Yes, he lets me pick out his suit and tie every day. He scoops cat boxes--we're even.) and just how much discipline I'm going to mete out to get my hair to behave. In short, I don't have time to write in the mornings. By the time I get home in the evening,  I'm pretty fried and have already thunk all the great thoughts I'm going to think for the day.  I get dinner going, watch the news, eat, clean up and by then, it's nearly 8 and I need to play Words with My Neglected Friends and struggle to stay awake til bedtime! 

That leaves weekend mornings for spilling profound words of multiple syllables, however...the last two weekends, I've slept in. 

To sum up? I've blown off this blog for sleep.

Here's some of my life in the past two weeks:

I'm bummed The Walking Dead season is over.
I'm happy The Voice is back on.
Who knew Vikings were so hot?
There's actual grass showing in our yard.
There's a winter storm headed our way later this week.
We booked our holiday cruise. We are heading to Budapest for an 8 day cruise up the Danube to Vienna, Salzburg, Bratislava and maybe some time spent in Prague before coming home. Christmas Markets here we come!
Taxes. No need to elaborate.
Easter Ham. For a week. No more ham for a while. I'm feeling hamish.
My Uncle lost his struggle with Alzheimer's. Peace at last.
Mammogram completed. Freaked out over first ever call-back for a second set of scans.
All clear. Cried when the tech told me there was nothing on the second set of scans.
Felt like the weight of the world was lifted.
Bourbon chicken, cooked quickly in the slow cooker. Don't ask.
Dead goldfish. Belly up. RIP. (FIP? Float in Peace?)
Work drama. Defies understanding, but really ignites frustration.

There's more but that's enough for now.

More to come. Sometime. Soon.

Promise.