|warm golden kolaches|
I didn't need to cook as much as I did on Sunday, but I wanted to get The Homesick Texan out of my system. I succeeded.
Pour yourself a drink, tilt back the barcalounger. It's a long road to the bottom of this post.
I began Sunday by baking kolaches, a soft, yeasty sweet roll of Czech origin that, according to Lisa Fain, is a specialty of the Texas town of West. After reading the naysaying on Chowhound about Homesick Texan, I briefly questioned my love for this book. I tried to find a flaw with the kolaches recipe, but apart from the dough needing a little extra flour, it was flawless. The kolaches themselves were flawless. The recipe is here and you should try it. I made the cream cheese filling, but the fruit alternative looks tempting.
As soon as breakfast was over I started on snacks and dinner for the family Super Bowl party.
|Aversions are intractable and unpredictable.|
Anyway, I don't think my mother would have been passionate about Fain's proper Texas nachos. They're too proper, maybe even uptight.
To make these you quarter corn tortillas, fry, salt, top each segment with a modest little pile of cheese and a single slice of pickled jalapeno. Instead of arriving in a big, slovenly heap under seven pounds of salt, fat, and refried pinto beans, each trim little nacho stands on its own. Like a canape. Who could ever feel passion for a canape?
They're good canapes, though. Recipe is here.
|second time out of the box in 14 years|
guacamole If you have a good guacamole recipe already, you don't need Fain's. But you could do a lot worse. You'll find it here.
|ceramics by Justine Reese|
frijoles a la charra Pinto beans doctored with bacon, chipotle, and tomato. Delicious. Recipe here.
|a few people I love|
I hung up my apron on Sunday night and haven't put it on since.