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How exactly did 2013 end so quickly?

The annual “year in review” by WordPress was inspiration enough to reflect back over the past year and all of the blog posts I didn’t do. Kind of an easy reflection when you consider all the times I thought of posting, but something else was always more important. So goes life.

Image2013 was a year like many, filled with both good and bad. The highlight of the good was most certainly my wedding – tying the knot (twice) – both legally in Washington State – and locally here at home for family and friends. After 15 happy years of cooking together, making a lifetime of it seemed like a safe conclusion to make. The bad (which no one ever wants to highlight) would be cancer diagnosis of a dear friend, a number of injuries to this aging body, and far too many meals of frozen dinners and packaged mixes.

While shopping for groceries just the other day I went to my blog to look up one of my favorite recipes for chicken chili. You see the local wedding of 70, catered by one of our favorite restaurants Smoke Shack, produced enough smoked chicken leftovers (now portioned out in our freezer) that we either needed to have another big party or I needed to do some serious cooking. Alas, said recipe was no where to be found. This is a quick recipe when it comes to chicken leftovers, and perfect for a very cold Wisconsin winter’s NY eve.

So here it is, my one blog posting to bid farewell to 2013 and usher in a year that I hope will mean more meals together at home with my spouse, a lot of great friends, and our most loved families. Happy New Year!

Kickin’ (smoked) Chicken Chili

2# cooked chicken (leftovers) or 2 grilled chicken breasts

5 cups chicken broth (preferably homemade stock)

16 oz. Tomatillo salsa (again, homemade if seasonal)

1 or 2 cans great northern or any white beans (for me – not from scratch)

1 cup chopped onion

6 cloves garlic, minced

3 peppers of your choice (jalapeño, poblano, dried chili, etc.)

1 green or red pepper (again, your preference)

3 tablespoons olive oil

1 cup fresh cilantro, chopped

1 tablespoon cumin

1 tablespoon sugar

1 tablespoon kosher salt

1 teaspoon white pepper

Remove meat from chicken carcass and shred into small pieces.

Heat olive oil in a large soup pot and add all chopped peppers and onion. Cook for 10 minutes until soft. Add chopped garlic and cook for another 5 minutes.

Add the chicken broth, chopped chicken, tomatillo salsa, spices and sugar. Bring to a boil and then turn town to a medium simmer without a cover. Simmer for about an hour, stirring occasionally.

Add one can of beans. If the chili seems to thin, add two. If too thick after two, add a bit more water. Simmer another 10 minutes or so until beans heat up.

Add cilantro to the entire pot, and serve. Image

2013 in review

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 10,000 times in 2013. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 4 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.

Click here to see the complete report.

52+ Weeks of Recipes

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Breads, Pastry, Pasta


Cinnamon Raisin English Muffin Bread

Cornmeal Crackers

Corn Tortillas


Egg Noodles

Eggless Pasta

Flax Crackers

Honey Whole Wheat Bread

Pie Crust (Curried Chicken Pot Pie)

Pizza Crust

Multi-Grain Sandwich Bread

Whole Wheat Flour Tortillas

Sweets & Breakfast Treats

Christmas Stollen

Chocolate Graham Crackers

Cinnamon Rolls Quick & Easy

Granola Number Five

Granola Bars

Whole Grain Pancakes


Bison Chili

Bison Stroganoff

chipotle meatloaf

Corned Beef & Cabbage



Frijoles Borrachos

Pork Carnitas


Tomatillo Pork Stew

Chicken or Turkey

Curried Chicken Pot Pie

Curried Turkey (or lamb) With Autumn Vegetables

Mediterranean Chicken with Potatoes

Tomatillo Chicken Dia de los Muertos

Vegetarian & Vegetables

Anasazi Bean Burgers

Corn Salsa

Rainbow Chard With White Beans

Refrigerator Kimchi

Roasted Tomatoes (oven dried)

Spring Asparagus Salad


Super Lentil Dal

Sauces, Dressings & Condiments

Bechamel Sauce

Balsamic Salad Dressing

Buttermilk Ranch Salad Dressing

Coffee Bourbon BBQ Sauce

Marinara Sauce


Pizza Sauce

Tomato Sauce

Tomatillo Salsa

Vita’s Pasta Sauce

Make It With Milk

Crock Pot Yogurt

Meyer Lemon Cheese

Week 52 – The End Of The Road?

For a reason I may have never quite imagined, I’ve been putting off writing this post all week. I guess it was too hard to envision some 52 weeks, 365 days ago that I would be lamenting the end of an experiment that at times brought me to tears and frustration. But I actually am a little bit sad. There’s a routine I think I’ll miss, and other parts that I hope will stick, like the discipline I learned in planning out our food options each week. My year of inconvenience is technically over.

So a lot of people are asking me, what’s next? While I know I’m typically an over-committer, I can’t quite bring myself to commit to the next steps that follow this journey. I think I want to keep blogging. In fact I have several posts planned after this one – things like the 52 things you should know about inconvenience – along with a few production totals of the things I made routinely during the year.

What I absolutely loved about this year was the discovery, although I feel like I still haven’t discovered what I need to know about dough, and flavors, and techniques, and canning, and growing food. I discovered for instance, that a lot of the food processing we take for granted really takes a lot of time (like turning a bushel of tomatoes into future ingredients). While others, such as corn tortillas from scratch really aren’t a bother at all. But the discovery doesn’t really end here does it?

My week officially ended on Saturday, April 16. That meant our Saturday shopping trip after work was geared towards what I would eat on Sunday and a few days that followed. I didn’t want to go too crazy, all hyped up on the idea of convenience foods. After all many shoppers in my store now know me as the “woman who cooks from scratch” and tarnishing that reputation may not be as easy as I thought it would be. Ha – who am I kidding? The first thing in my shopping cart was the box of Cinnamon Harvest Cereal I’ve craved since I first tried it on my December Florida vacation. If you’ve followed my blog all along you may have guessed the second and third items into the cart were canned beans and package pasta even though I didn’t have any plans for them. I just took comfort in knowing they would again be available in my pantry when I wanted them. My disclaimer for this picture is that the cookies were Lisa’s first convenience purchase. Give her credit now for putting up with this for a full year (thank you sweetie).

I actually held off on buying any chips until Thursday night the following week (which in our house became a celebration we like to call Taco Thursday), a quick meal I haven’t been able to make very quickly for over a year. So if you really want to know, the convenience foods I purchased and consumed the week following week 52 were:

  1. Cinnamon Wheat Cereal (which I ate 4 of the 7 days)
  2. Garlic bread chips from a local bakery (oh what a decadent impulse item they were)
  3. Caesar Salad (my lunch one day from our co-op’s deli)
  4. An antipasto sandwich and balsamic beets (another lunch I split with Lisa)
  5. Canned San Marzano tomatoes, which made a perfectly wonderful oven-roasted pasta sauce, and ditalini packaged pasta (thank you chef John at Food Wishes)
  6. And the grand convenience meal of all: whole wheat tortillas, Spanish olive salsa, and local tortilla chips for a wonderful bison taco dinner

That slow roasted tomato sauce was super simple to make. We doubled the batch so we could freeze part of it. Serving it with goat cheese and ditalini pasta makes for a grown up spin on Spaghetti-O’s. Plus the house smelled fantastic all day!
So instead of focusing just on what was convenient, know that I haven’t totally fallen hard off the wagon in the first week. I still baked bread and granola, packed up or made three lunches and four dinners from scratch, and have so far avoided anything that resembles processed junk food.

I guess what this all means is to let the year, after the year, adventure begin!

Week 33 – Warming Up For The Holidays

Foodie Snowman... yes those are potatoes!

The cold winter winds have finally arrived where I live and today is our first snowfall of the season. That means the holidays are so close you can smell the gingerbread and feel the heat coming from the kitchen. Me, I’m getting ready to escape it all for a week with the promise of warmth and sunshine in the southern most part of the United States.

This past week was one where I felt lucky to have a stocked up freezer with a lot of meals (or leftovers) to feed my need for convenience. I had some kind of weird sinus issue this week, which caused me to feel woozy when I was awake and made me want to sleep a lot to avoid feeling woozy. So having a good pre-made supply of comfort foods such as turkey noodle soup, turkey meatloaf, and pork tomatillo stew provided the medicine I needed, and I was glad I took the time to make them all in advance. By mid-week I knew I had to feel better by Friday evening, which was the promise of dinner over at our friends Tara and Wendy’s house. I already missed a great opportunity this week by not feeling well – a Tweet-up of other Milwaukee foodies and bloggers like Lori or Paul at  Burp and Rebecca at  Cakewalk – so I was determined not to miss the opportunity of someone else cooking dinner.

When asked in advance by my friend Wendy, what I wanted for dinner, my smug and patent answer is always “chips.” Can I bring anything to dinner? Chips. What do you miss most about cooking everything from scratch? Chips. What is the one thing I haven’t been able to make at home? Chips. I climbed the stairs into the upper flat of their home and was warmly greeted by one of their three cats (I think it was Dunky), along with a beautiful bowl of everything that is wrong with convenience food – CHIPS! Finally, someone has taken my requests seriously. I graciously accepted the gift presented to me by consuming three different bags throughout the evening, and graciously avoided taking any home with me since that does feel a lot like cheating.

Dinner itself was a fabulous array of tapas, including a potato torta, romanesco sauce, mixed olives, hummus, aged cheddar and other cheeses, roasted asparagus wrapped in prosciutto, mixed nuts with fresh herbs, along with fresh mussels steamed in white wine and garlic. Wendy is a great cook, as well as a budding mixologist. She had her own drink menu printed up for her guests, and we enjoyed some delicious and inspired mixes including her dessert tiramisu (yes, total liquid heaven in a glass). We were either a little tipsy, sincerely impressed – or both – and we encouraged Wendy to start her own blog, a year of 52 drinks. I really hope she does that.

Wendy B’s Tiramisu Cocktail

Combine equal parts (1oz) of Bailey’s, Kahlua, Amaretto and vodka in a shaker with ice. Shake it like a Polaroid picture. Pour into lovely glass of choice and garnish with a small pinch of cinnamon. Enjoy!

Week 20 – Living the Life O’Riley

Apples grown on the Murphy farm.

While many of us who live here know that the town of Boscobel is not the hot bed of Wisconsin tourism, there are two sweet spots tucked away into the rolling hills of unbelievable beauty in the western part of our state, that led me to my latest food adventure. That would be the Life O’Riley Farm and Valley Ridge Art Studio.

Jean and Mike Murphy live on 160 acres directly off Riley road and County T, six miles outside of Boscobel Wisconsin. They run a small bed and breakfast out of two buildings on their farm – a restored granary and old school house (which is where we stayed) – a temporary home to many guests of the Valley Ridge Art Retreat Center.

Thanksgiving and Christmas

When we pulled into their driveway last Saturday, we were greeted by two of their “temporary” residents named Christmas and Thanksgiving. Yes those were turkeys – I kid you not. These two birds came running up to the car, just as friendly as their dog Josie, curious to who was arriving and if we would care to pet them. You see Jean and Mike are strong supporters of the local food and slow food movement, and eat mostly what they raise or grow throughout the year. That would be one steer, one pig, about 40 chickens, two turkeys, and a huge garden of vegetables which guests are welcome to enjoy. As Jean said to me, “we live inconveniently all the time.”

Jean is a super great hostess who knows how to make you feel completely at home immediately with her food. The kitchen of the schoolhouse was stocked with fresh eggs, milk and cream from a farmer down the road, fresh apple cider, home-baked bread, home made granola, and a nice variety of home-baked muffins. Last time we stayed there, about a year ago, we also had home made sausages from their pig. It was too early this visit – the new pig was still out in the barn. Jean loves to cook for her family and her guests, and loves talking about new recipes she’s discovered. My last visit there I came home with her recipe for English muffin bread, which I’ve made six times so far during my year of inconvenience.

I must admit it was a pretty humbling experience for me to witness food first hand looking into the eyes of those turkeys or that steer. Jean and Mike Murphy care for their livestock as they do for their pets, yet they know the difference, and they know the meat from their livestock is going to get them through another harsh Wisconsin winter. What food they don’t raise or grow on the farm, they must buy elsewhere, and Jean lamented how they didn’t have a food co-op nearby to fill some of the gaps.

As we sat in the kitchen of the schoolhouse one evening, we heard an unfamiliar sound, and much to our surprise an Amish buggy came slowly down the driveway in the dark of night. I’m guessing the young boy was bringing some of the fresh milk they provide for us, as Jean and Mike don’t have their own milking cow. The Amish grow a lot of the vegetables for the area farm markets, and bring them to auction each week for even wider distribution in Wisconsin. Milk for Wisconsin cheese comes from many of the cows in this part of the state, and some of the award-winning cheeses are produced just a few miles down the road in Gays Mills and Fennimore. It doesn’t get more local than this.

Jill Berry's class at Valley Ridge

The second sweet spot of the trip was the Valley Ridge Art Studio run by Kathy Engen. Valley Ridge is a beautiful setting overlooking the hills of western Wisconsin, just seven miles from the Life O’Riley Farm. Kathy brings in artists from all over the country for workshops and art retreats in a very warm and welcoming setting. You can stay in the guesthouse (former farmhouse) on her property and she will provide a healthy lunch during your class, for a nominal price. In contrast to the from-scratch cooking of Jean, Kathy does most of her shopping at Madison’s Willy Street Co-op for the sumptuous lunches – so my days were actually a balance of convenience and inconvenience.

Because our class was held over Labor Day weekend, or maybe because Kathy is such a great hostess, she included a cookout for all of the workshop attendees on Sunday night at her home and invited our hosts Jean and Mike, among other friends to share some of their food with us. We had a wonderful tomato salad from her friends Frank and Maureen, made from their homegrown tomatoes, cilantro, mint, and chives, as well as their own home made feta cheese. Jean and Mike brought some roasted potatoes they had dug from the ground that morning, along with a wonderful beet salad and pickles. Our instructor Jill Berry brought along some salmon she had marinated in tequila, lemon, and fresh herbs grown in her garden. I brought along some fresh baked crackers, Lisa brought along a freshly baked banana bread, and we capped the dinner/evening off with homemade coffee and vanilla ice cream topped with a variety of flavored sea salts and a homemade apple crisp. Yes, it was that good!

Well all good things must come to an end, and as the weekend winded down we walked away from it all with some amazing book art, a dozen of fresh eggs from the farm, and some new friendships to keep us occupied on Facebook this winter.

I promised Jill and Jean I would share my cracker recipe with them. This was originally published in Saveur Magazine as Flaxseed Crackers. I made them the first time with sesame seeds, and now love combining the two seeds for an amazing flavor.

Flax and Sesame Crackers

1 ½ cups flour

¼ cup flax seed

¼ cup sesame seeds

1 teaspoon garlic salt

½ teaspoon baking powder

2 tablespoons butter, softened

½ cup milk

To finish the crackers

2 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil

1 teaspoon kosher salt

Combine the dry ingredients (flour, flax, sesame seeds, garlic salt, and baking powder) in a large bowl. Using your fingers, work the butter into the flour mixture until the mixture is coarse. Gradually add the milk, stirring until a crumbly dough forms. Shape the dough into a ball, wrap in plastic and refrigerate the dough for about 15 minutes so it’s easier to handle.

Preheat the oven to 375°. Talk half of the chilled dough and roll out onto a lightly floured surface (I roll mine directly onto a silicone baking sheet, you could use parchment paper as well.) You want to roll it out to 1/8 inch thickness, into a rectangle approximately 12” x 15”. Brush the dough with half of the olive oil and sprinkle with half of the kosher salt. Using a pizza cutter or pie wheel, cut the dough into the size crackers you would like. (Repeat the process with the other half of the dough on another baking sheet.)

Bake the crackers until golden brown, about 20 minutes. I set the timer to 16 minutes and take out any crackers already more brown than the others – usually the ones around the edges – then let the rest bake for the last 4 minutes. Transfer to a wire rack to let them cool completely.

Week 17 – Take Your Pick Of Tomatohhs

Thirty-four pounds of tomatoes – yes that’s five hundred forty four ounces of raw material my friends, about three quarters of a bushel. My hour of reconciliation had finally arrived, for it was time for me to look those luscious red beauties right in the stems and let them know who was the boss. Their time had come to meet their maker. That’s me, the maker of all things tomato.

This was one of the hottest weeks of the summer- in fact I think they said we had the most continuous days of high heat (with an uncomfortable heat index I might add), in years. What better time to pick to stand over a boiling pot of water and skin those little “apples of paradise” as my German Grandmother would have called them. On the bright side I only planned to freeze them, as I still haven’t worked up my canning courage, so the boiling water phase was short lived.

Do you have any idea of how many cans of tomato sauce, pasta sauce, diced, crushed, or pureed tomatoes you go through in nine months? Me either. Last time I bought a case of diced tomatoes at Outpost’s annual Truckload Sale they seemed to last forever, in fact I would have sworn they were multiplying in the basement because the next year’s truckload sale came along and I still had a few cans left. Well summer is my opportune time to plan out what tomato products I’ll need for the next nine months of my food journey, so I took a stab at my thirty-four pounds.

That's 14 pounds of organic tomatoes.

I knew at the beginning that taking a year of my life to explore some of the secrets of food (by cooking most everything from scratch) was going to reveal some things that I would have never considered under normal circumstances. Lesson number one – don’t take canned tomatoes for granted. Working in the grocery industry for the past twenty-nine years, I’ve stocked my share of canned tomatoes on the grocery shelf and spent a lot of time complaining that the cans didn’t stack well on top of each other. Why don’t tomato processors consider the type of cans that stack so they don’t tip over on the shelf? Okay, I digress.

I know many people who complain about the price of canned tomatoes, in particular organic canned tomatoes. Well I’m here to tell you that unless you have a pretty good size garden with nothing but tomatoes growing, and you actually get a good yield from your plants because they didn’t get tomato blight or drop and rot on the ground before you had had time to pick them. Unless that is how you spend your time, the price of canned organic tomatoes are totally worth the price we pay.

I bought thirty-four pounds of tomatoes at about $1.00 per pound (a really great price I might add). Fourteen of the pounds were organic, and twenty pounds were not. I bought my twenty pounds of Romas at the farmer’s market from someone I trusted, which meant I wasn’t going to worry about pesticides since I was going to skin them anyways. So I spent $34 on tomatoes. After boiling, skinning, seeding and processing those 544 ounces of tomatoes, this is what I had:

Diced Tomatoes 122 ounces
Tomato Sauce 96 ounces
Pasta Sauce 64 ounces
Tomato Juice for soup stock 16 ounces
Total Yield 298 ounces

Okay, so if you’re doing the math that’s about 11¢ per ounce my cost, or if you convert that to grocery store prices you’d pay $1.71 for a fifteen-ounce can of tomato sauce, $3.19 for a twenty-eight ounce can of diced tomatoes, and $3.65 for a thirty-two ounce jar of pasta sauce (and I didn’t include the cost of the other ingredients that went into my pasta sauce). Naturally that also isn’t including the time it took to process and make everything (about five hours including the peeling, seeding, cooking, stirring, chopping, weighing, and packaging).

So I’m not convinced I have enough tomatoes to get me through to next April when I end my year. However, as a self-proclaimed foodie I have to admit that the experience was pretty amazing and gave me a whole new appreciation for my favorite fruit – vegetable – fruit. Take your pick – tomatoes are amazing.

The Recipe – Vita’s Pasta Sauce

Dorothy Cataldo, volunteer cashier at Outpost, circa 1989

In 1989 one of the co-op’s long-time volunteers, Dorothy Cataldo*, passed along this pasta sauce recipe to me. Yes, she was Italian, and yes this is one of the best sauces I have ever tasted. She said it came from a restaurant in Cooper City, Florida and had been in that manager’s family ever since the late 1800’s when they immigrated from Sicily. My partner Lisa has made this one her own. Like any good recipe, you need to experiment with the ingredients, adding less salt or more wine and fresh basil to taste – because my friends, every batch of tomatoes has their own personality. Enjoy!

¼ cup olive oil (a really good oil, don’t skimp)

¼ cup white wine (dry, add more to your taste)

32 ounces crushed tomatoes (the recipe calls for imported Italian tomatoes)

1 small onion, chopped fine

1-2 cloves garlic, minced

1 tablespoon sugar (or less, depends on the wine and tomatoes)

1 tablespoon salt or to taste

½ teaspoon black pepper

1 ½ teaspoons oregano (dried) or 1 teaspoon fresh minced oregano (or more)

8 leaves fresh basil (or more)

Heat the olive oil in a medium pan over medium heat and add the onion. Cook until softened, about five minutes. Add the garlic and sauté for about a minute or so (don’t let it brown). Add all of the remaining ingredients and continue to cook over medium heat for about 30 minutes, or until it reaches the desired consistency and flavor profile you’re looking for. (I added that last note)

*If anyone knows where Dorothy is, if she’s still alive, please let me know.

Week 13 – I’m Going On A Summer Vacation

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Ever have one of those weeks at work, where you have nothing but good intentions going into it but it somehow end up frantically doing only what is necessary? I’ll say no more. Preparing for vacation often requires the one week off just to recover from all of the work it took in the preparation to leave.

I had hoped to have a guest blogger in week 13 – a companion to my bun post – written by my companion Lisa. Not gonna happen my friends. But she did happen to make the most awesome vegetarian anasazi bean burgers to go with my hamburger buns, and I promised to share the recipe.

Anasazi Bean Burgers

1 cup cooked anasazi beans

¾ to 1 cup breadcrumbs (home-made if you’re cooking totally from scratch)

1 egg, beaten

1 tablespoon olive oil (more if needed)

¼ cup red onion, diced

¼ cup carrot, diced

2 cloves garlic, minced

¾ teaspoon cumin

¼ teaspoon cayenne

½ teaspoon salt

¼ teaspoon black pepper (to your taste)

Heat the one tablespoon of olive oil in a frying pan. Saute the onion and carrot for about ten minutes, until soft. Add the garlic and cook for 2 additional minutes. Remove from heat and cool slightly. Combine the sautéed vegetables in a food processor with the beans, cumin, and cayenne and process until chopped to the consistency you’d like (rough or smooth, depends on the burger you want). Place your bean/veggie mixture in a bowl and add the cumin, salt, cayenne, beaten egg and bread crumbs. Mix together with your hands until the mixture holds together well, it will feel almost like pie dough. (Add a few more bread crumbs if needed.) If the mixture is too dry and doesn’t need bread crumbs, add a little bit more olive oil. Form into patties and cook over medium heat about 3-5 minutes on each side.

The burgers freeze really well (after cooking) and are delicious with melted cheese on top. I loved mine topped with avocado, tomato, cilantro, and a little mayonnaise.

So I’m off to Maine for a week to lounge in the sun by the bay, eat a lot of local lobster, and savor the one week where I give myself a bit of a break and don’t have to cook everything from scratch. Bring on the tortilla chips!

Week 10 – My Affair With A Hot Dog

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The three sisters (Corky, Cookie, and Cricket) and I head off to Rhinelander each summer for our own art retreat.

My (now) annual retreat up to Rhinelander Wisconsin was where the idea began last summer – to cook most everything from scratch for the duration of a year – and to learn a little more about food (and coincidentally about my relationship with food). Ironic how that idea fits today with my rules of inconvenient food during vacation, which is to cook if I can and eat as local as I can when I can’t cook – but to not worry about doing it all from scratch. After all, it’s a vacation.

With that in mind the sojourn started out pretty well. I packed up some homemade granola, bread, and crackers along with a cooler full of supplies from Outpost. Dinner the first evening was BBQ chicken on the grill served with roasted fingerling potatoes and fresh local snap peas. The next day we went into town to our favorite antique shop, which meant we’d have to get something to eat while we were out. No sweat – we made a stop at my favorite up-north place to eat – Joe’s Pasty Shop. For any of you who may not know, the pasty has its history with miners, who while working underground all day took along a food that could be eaten in the dirty conditions of the mine. Apparently they only ate the inside of the pasty and threw away the delicious pastry. A total waste. Joes Pasty Shop ( is a justifiable treat as they use make everything from scratch (unlike me in this instance) using only natural ingredients, many if not most of the food from local sources. My Greek Pasty was to die for! Dinner that evening was chicken fajitas on the grill. Following my rules I made them totally from scratch, including the marinade. The cheating began with the inclusion of tortilla chips and a jar of salsa – both of which were not locally sourced whatsoever.

And so, we went downhill from there. You see that evening was a heavy rainstorm, and the basement of the cabin (where our bedroom was) flooded. We spent a good part of the next day soaking up the water with a rented rug-cleaning machine. When returning the machine back in town I hadn’t done much planning for meals that day. Tired and defeated, we stopped at the grocery store, where my affair with the hot dog began. You see it was a quick, easy, and very satisfying meal solution I was justifying to myself. I found a pack of local hotdogs (compromise begins in the heart), hotdog buns I didn’t have to make, a bag of Lays Potato Chips, and a can of vegetarian baked beans. Yes my friends, it was one of the best meals I’ve had in the ten weeks of inconvenient cooking… or so it seemed so that very moment in time.

The affair was not meant to be. Just one quick satisfying meal that is now somewhat forgotten. I paid for my sins by cooking this meal of fish tacos completely from scratch. Because I made up the recipe for the fresh salsa I’m going to share the entire meal here on my blog. Hoping you’ll all forgive me, until next time!

Whole Wheat Tortillas (adapted from

1 cup white flour

1 cup whole wheat flour

1 teaspoon baking powder

¾ teaspoon salt

4 tablespoons vegetable oil

2/3 cup water

Begin by heating up a cast iron pan on the stove over medium high heat. You will use this shortly. Cast iron is the best because it can take the heat without adding anything to the pan. Make sure the pan is at least 8-10 inches in diameter.

I purchased this cast iron pan at an antique shop during my Rhinelander trip.

Combine the dry ingredients in a bowl and stir in the oil and water all at once, mixing by hand until the dough comes together in a mass. Turn this out onto a floured surface and knead a few times. Divide the dough into eight equal portions. Using as much flour as you need to keep the dough from sticking, roll one portion into a ball and flatten into a disk. Using a rolling pin, roll the dough on the floured surface until it is about a 6-8 inch circle, turning it over a few times to keep the dough pliable. Place the tortilla onto the heated cast iron pan, cooking for 30-40 seconds on one side. Flip with a large spatula. The cooked side should be pale in color yet covered with brown spots where it was cooking. Repeat with the other side, and the rest of your dough. Congratulations, you have just mastered tortillas.

Pam’s Fish Taco Salsa (makes 4 tacos)

1 ear of fresh corn, cooked and cooled, and taken off the cob

1 large fresh tomato, seeded and diced

1 green onion, chopped (the bulb and the greens)

1 tablespoon fresh cilantro, chopped

1 tablespoon fresh lime juice

1 tablespoon olive oil

2 teaspoons white wine vinegar

1 teaspoon ancho chili powder (regular is fine, I love the flavor of ancho chilis)

½ teaspoon cumin

½ teaspoon sugar

salt and pepper (to your taste)

Combine the corn, tomato, green onion and cilantro in a bowl. In a separate bowl whisk together the next seven ingredients to form a dressing. You can taste it at this point and add more chili powder to your liking, or more lime juice if you want it a little zestier. Mix the dressing with the vegetables and refrigerate for a few hours until the vegetables have picked up the flavors of the dressing. When serving on top of the fish tacos, use a slotted spoon as the dressing will be too moist for the tortilla. I also like topping my fish with shredded Napa cabbage and sliced avocado. Enjoy!

Week 9 – Garden Squatting and the 1950’s

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The Victory Garden movement, which started during WWI really reached its peak during WWII. Home gardeners were told that anything they could do to leave more produce for the military (aka saving resources) would be part of their patriotic duty. The result of this effort was a multitude of backyard gardens, community gardens, and window box gardens across the country. (The modern-day Victory Garden Movement is alive today right here in Milwaukee.

Prior to the Victory Garden movement in 1917, Woodrow Wilson’s wife helped to develop guidelines for the women of America during the first war, with a goal of getting women to pledge to reduce their living to the most simple form, buying simple clothing and food and not demand any produce that was “out of season.” The cookbooks of the day offered many suggestions of alternative eating so the military would not run out of meat, wheat, fats, sugar and milk. When the war ended many families continued this new pattern of eating (through WWII), and as a result the food companies responded by developing new canned goods/convenience products to help the American housewife cook her casseroles and vegetable dishes.

Okay, that little lesson in history was brought to you by my food experience in week nine, and the new victory-type strategy for those of us living an inconvenient year that I’d like to call “garden squatting.” Since all I do is talk about tomatoes all the time, even with my friends, I’ve had a number of kind “volunteers” come forward and offer to grow some for me. My yard is about 80% shade, and I haven’t been able to grow anything more than a few herbs and a container garden of tomatoes that I move around my driveway twice a day to make sure it gets some sun. Not so much fun. A Victory Garden is pretty much out of the question for me for that reason, and since I don’t live close to any community garden plots, the thought of adding a bit of travel each day to tend garden to my already busy schedule of cooking made me want to cry.

A small victory - tomatoes!

That’s where my friends Tyra and Angelina came to the rescue. They live just a few blocks from my home and have a nice little plot of sunshine in their yard that is pretty much perfect for a tomato garden of some sort. And since they are both following my blog efforts, they were more than willing participants in offering up this garden spot for my tomatoes. Yes it’s a bit weird gardening in someone else’s yard, especially when they’re not home. Neighbors walk by and shoot you a strange look, perhaps thinking our friends hired gardeners? Whatever – I’m grateful – so thank you my friends, and thanks also to Diana and Eric who surprised us with a tomatillo plant in their garden just for us! I can already taste the salsa.

This past week I traveled to North Carolina with my sister to help her daughter (my niece) and her husband, pack up their home and move back here to Wisconsin. I have to be honest that cooking from scratch was going to be impossible when combined with packing up all the contents of one house in the short span of two days. It was important to my neice however, to make one more meal for her husband in their first house before, packing up the final dishes. That meal turned out to be his favorite – stuffed meatballs.

I’m tying in this example in with my Victory Garden story because her method of cooking (from her grandma’s recipe) is the from-scratch cooking that likely came from the post-war recipe books using canned convenience ingredients. Take a pound of ground beef, Stovetop Stuffing mix, and a can of golden mushroom soup (perhaps some other herbs and spices) – and you have the basis for stuffed meatballs served with a side of spaetzle noodles. My inconvenient method would have been to first make the stuffing from scratch, from the bread I made from scratch… and then make gravy from scratch, using the beef stock I pre-made from scratch. Oh, and don’t forget I’d have to make the noodles from scratch to go alongside the dish. Not quite the recipe for a time-pressured event such as packing up a house and moving.

David, Magnolia May, and my niece Meggan.

This week just confirmed to me that while my efforts in cooking are a great experiment in food discovery and a different use of my time, it’s not always possible to do everything from scratch. There is a place for convenience in my life and I took advantage of that this past week. A meal like my niece Meggan made is still a far cry from the frozen convenience meals or fast food diet of many Americans today. I guess it’s all just a matter of perspective.

And in case you were wondering… among the first things I did when I got home from North Carolina (besides nap), was make a fresh batch of granola and a loaf of bread… and prep lettuce for salads….and water tomato plants.