The Pumpkin Patch

Having a kid means my husband and I have the perfect excuse to be kids ourselves. For example, when this movie trailer came out I am pretty sure we were both kicking ourselves, wishing that Lyla was a year older so that we could use her as our perfect excuse for two twenty-somethings to go to a children's movie.

But alas, we will just have to wait until it comes out on DVD and then as any reasonable adult would do, make it seem as if we are buying it for the little one. Seriously, who doesn't love Winnie the Pooh though?

Having a child of our own really does mean we get to to be kids again in a way. We get to relive all of our childhood memories with Lyla and watch her little face light up as she discovers the wonders of the world for herself. It tugs at my heart when I see her make a new discovery or realize something for the first time. She is so pleased with herself and her eyes fill with amazement. And yet I know, at 4 months old, she still has so much to learn and so much to discover.

Last weekend we drove out to Cedarburg to explore a pumpkin patch. We were all excited, especially the grown-up kids. I was a little nervous though, not sure if Lyla would have any idea of what was going on, afraid that she would be overwhelmed or bored and perhaps even decide that taking a nap would be the better option for her Sunday afternoon. But to my amazement she took it all in. She became alert as ever, looking around and reaching out to touch the pumpkins. I can only imagine that her little brain was rapidly firing off neurons trying desperately to figure it all out.

She smelled apples for the first time, although she was a little apprehensive.

She saw every sized pumpkin, both small and large, and was mesmerized by their bright orange appearance.

She made her way through the corn maze and didn't get lost, not even once.

She even flew through the sky.

After picking her pumpkin, stocking up on apples, visiting the little store at the far end of the patch and showing off her "Cutest in the Patch" pumpkin onesie, it was time to go. As we drove away, the car filled with freshly picked apples and the perfect carving pumpkins, Adam and I both agreed that the pumpkin patch seemed smaller then the ones we had been to as kids. We remembered fields beyond fields filled with bright orange pumpkins. Endless trees sagging from the weight of their fruit. Tractors and trailers and corn mazes that no one could find their way out of. And then mid-sentence we both realized it. This pumpkin patch was no smaller, we were just bigger. And I could only smile knowing that Lyla was creating her own memories, ones that included the world's largest and greatest pumpkin patch.

Dreaming of pumpkins.

Once we got home though, we had quite a few apples to work our way through. So When Lyla's Aunt Kathryn came to visit all the way from Minneapolis we thought what better to do than whip up some homemade applesauce and pumpkin cookies for our upcoming trip to Notre Dame.

We sliced and cored all the apples and placed them in a large pot with just enough water to cover the bottom of the pan.

We let the apples come to the slightest boil, before turing it down to simmer. We added just a touch of sugar and cinnamon before leaving the pot to work it's magic.

Every 30 minutes or so we would return, stir the apples, add a touch of cinnamon, brown sugar and white sugar, then cover it up again.

As the apples got softer, we began to mash them.

We then began our taste testing process. We would take a spoonful of the sauce and leave it on the counter to cool. This allowed the true taste to come through. Once we had tasted, we added cinnamon and sugar as needed.

Finally, after several hours of slow cooking, the applesauce was done! The only thing left to do was bake up a batch of pumpkin cookies with cinnamon chips and pack it all up for our trip to the Bend.

I am already looking forward to next fall, when we will take Lyla to pumpkin patch yet again. Hopefully by then she'll be running around or wobbling around herself and building on her memories of the world's biggest and greatest patch. And someday soon Lyla, you better believe, we will be watching Winnie the Pooh.

P.S. - Last night with the remaining apples, we made chili rubbed pork chops over cinnamon baked apples. If you'd like the recipe, just let me know!

My New Ways

I currently live my life in three hour increments. I feed Lyla, we play, she sleeps. Our three activities in those increments vary in length each time. Sometimes we play for an hour and then she sleeps for an hour and a half. Other times we play for two and a half hours and she only closes her eyes for five minutes. But regardless of the length of our activities, our lives still consist of these three hour increments.

Sometimes, I am still amazed when I really think about just how much my life has changed. No longer is my life ruled by a job, but rather a baby. I sometimes miss my old routine and my old ways - the ones that consisted of long runs all by myself, spur of the moment outings, weekend trips, plenty of good wine, date night, lots of cooking and baking, and plenty of "me" time. I miss my regularly scheduled bedtime and wake up time (not to mention the fact that it was uninterrupted, except for on Notre Dame home football weekends, then it was constantly interrupted by the students who lived next door that my father-in-law deemed "crazed!"). But now I live in these three hour increments and they repeat themselves incessantly.

Occasionally, I find myself getting frustrated. I miss my old ways. I keep telling myself that soon enough I will get back to them. Soon enough I will head out for a long solo run and push my body past it's limits. Soon enough I will get to spend endless hours in the kitchen testing new recipes and trying new techniques. Soon enough I will have that date night that includes dinner and a movie. Soon enough I will wear my heels again! Soon enough I will fit into my size 2 jeans. Soon enough, soon enough.

Today though my baby is no longer considered a "newborn." She is three months old and I am pretty sure that means I can no longer use the excuse "I just had a baby." For three months we have been getting to know each other and coming to learn each other's ways. For example, I have learned that Lyla's ways include laughing while she falls asleep; they include waking up in the middle of the night (at least for now); they include sucking on her hand whenever her pacifier falls out, they include grabbing onto her ear as she eats; they include giggling when you make "o" sounds; and they include making my heart ache at least four times every day. Her ways also include those three hour increments.

I took three whole months, but I think I have finally realized that I will never get back to my "old ways." It is time for new ways and I am ok with that. Although different and divided into three hour increments, these new ways are even better than my old ones for they include Lyla and life without her would be no life at all. So I am happy to take on these new ways. Although I will always be fond of those days long gone, I will excitedly look to the future and embrace my new ways with a heart full of love, a slow cooker, morning coffee and a jogging stroller - and hopefully someday soon my new ways will include a brand new pair of size 2 jeans.

Slow Cooker meal of the week: Classic Pot Roast (adapted from Cuisine)

Heat a few tablespoons of olive oil in a large saute pan. Sear a 4 lb beef roast on all sides.

Move the roast to the slower cooker and set on low. In the saute pan, add 1/4 cup of flour and 2 tablespoons of tomato paste. Cook for one minute. Deglaze the pan with 1/2 cup of white wine and cook for another minute or so. Add in 1 1/2 cups of beef broth and 1 tablespoon of Worcestershire sauce.

Pour the sauce over the roast and set the slow cooker to low. Cleaning and chopping, combine 1 onion, 6 carrots and a few sticks of celery in a large bowl. Sprinkle with thyme and 3 bay leaves.

Add the vegetable mixture to slow cooker and let cook for 8 hours.

4 hours in

During the last thirty minutes of cooking, boil 2 lbs of cleaned and chopped red potatoes. Once tender, drain and add a tablespoon of butter, a splash of milk, and seasoned salt. Mash together and finally add in one bag of defrost peas (because let's be honest, we all know that on Thanksgiving your mashed potatoes are really only a vehicle for your peas).

Serve the roast with a splash of sauce, veggies, potatoes and bread for dipping!

Enjoy!

Tailgate, game and a meal?

Each fall I am presented with the same old challenge. Can I wake up early on a Saturday, tailgate all day with friends and family, go to a 4 hour long football game (many times in heat, wind, rain, or snow), walk home after the game and then cook a satisfying and tasty meal? Many Saturdays in the past, especially those which have included many guests, the answer has been no. Sometimes it is just easier (and nicer) to go out or eat leftovers. But after a day of tailgate food and beer, sometimes a nice, healthy homemade meal is what everyone really needs. So this last weekend I vowed to turn that “no” into a “yes” and I had the perfect tool to do it with: a dutch oven.

As a little kid I was never a big fan of the “one pot meals.” I stuck my nose up at the beer stews I was served, I would stare in disbelief if soup was the main attraction and I only stirred my chili around in my bowl rather than eating it. Now that I am older and cook for myself, I have come to love those one pot meals with all my heart. You can throw several different ingredients into a pot, turn it on low and let it be for hours on end. The results are tender meat, flavorful gravies, perfect vegetables and a happy family after a long day. Trust me, this method of cooking can save both you and me every Saturday this fall.

Although we did not have family in for the weekend, we had lots of friends to meet  and tailgates to hit before the big game. So first thing Saturday morning I was off to the store. I grabbed beef, onions, carrots, beef stock, mushrooms and red potatoes: my staples. The rest of the meal could be created from items already at home.

Once at home I seasoned the meat with an array of spices: rosemary, onion powder, paprika, salt and pepper. I then seared the meat in a large pan to lock in the juices.

Next I chopped up my vegetables - all at once - so that the rest of the process would be simple and quick.

I heated up a little bit of olive oil in my dutch oven until hot and then added in my sliced onions. 

After letting the onions sweat for a few minutes, I then threw in the carrots and potatoes and allowed them to begin to soften. 

After a few more minutes I added in a bit of flour so that when it came time to pour in my liquids they would begin to thicken more easily.

Finally I added in the meat, beef stock and the drippings from the pan in which I had seared the meat and raised the heat to medium-high.

To add some additional flavor I added a bit of mustard, tomato paste, a touch of cooking sherry and a splash of red wine to taste. All these flavors worked together to create a full-bodied sauce. Lastly for some richness and since I had it on hand, I added Guinness (my sister, who studied abroad in Ireland last year, was a huge proponent of this addition).

After those ingredients had cooked together for about ten minutes, I added my final ingredients: mushrooms and spices to taste.

At this point everything was ready to go. All that was needed was time to cook. I turned the flame down to low and let it dutch oven work it's magic for the next 8 hours. By the time the festivities and football game were all over, the house was bursting with the succulent smell of stew. 

Right before dinner was ready to be served, I removed the meat for the pot and put the husband in charge of slicing it. I then made a simple rue out of flour and butter. Once complete, I added the liquid from the pot, turned it on high and allowed the sauce to thicken into the perfect gravy.

The only thing left to do at this point was warm up some crusty bread for dipping, strain the vegetables from the stew pot and serve! 

This was a great meal that was much needed after a long day of football activities! It filled us up and there were plenty of leftovers to save for the rest of the week. I hope you take advantage of this slow cooking method when you need a great meal on a busy day!

And here is the quick appetizer I whipped up before dinner. I simply chopped up tomatoes and added balsamic, fresh oregano from the pot I planted earlier this summer, fresh basil, pepper and sea salt. I also made an olive tapenade. I topped bread slices witch each of the toppings, a bit of the parmesan cheese and threw it in the oven for about 10 minutes. The husband loved them and they could not have been easier to make!

Happy fall cooking to all you great chefs out there!

Sunday Gravy

After a fun-filled weekend of family, friends and Notre Dame football, Sunday night somehow creeped up on me. Before I knew it, the family and friends were gone, and exhaustion and laundry were all that was left. With just a few free hours remaining before my dreaded alarm clock would sound, and a long week of work would force me back into reality, I decided a flavorful, hearty Sunday dinner with the husband was more than necessary.

I pillaged through the cabinets only to discover the remains of our Friday night cookout and stale tailgate food. I knew those items would not result in the end of the weekend dinner I was hoping for. Instead of scraping together a random spread of leftover brats, dips and an assortment of cheeses, I grabbed my keys and headed to the store in search of quality ingredients and inspiration. 

Within 30 minutes I was chopping and humming away as the husband watched his 5th football game of the weekend.  An hour later the meal was ready and the husband well-fed; proclaiming my creation “amazing” and rating it #1 across-the-board in his three, very nuanced, very refined categories. Beefy. Cheesy. Saucy. 

Pasta with Sunday Gravy:

What you need:

1 onion

1 large carrot

2 stalks of celery

Extra Virgin Olive Oil

1 red pepper

1 1/3 pound of ground meat (I used a mixture of beef and pork)

I can of diced tomatoes

1 can of tomato sauce

1/2 cup of heavy cream

1 cup of Zinfandel

1 bay leaf

Sea Salt

Freshly Ground Pepper

Fresh Basil

Freshly grated Parmesan Cheese

Pasta of your choice

First, chop the onion, celery, carrot and red pepper. Heat the olive oil in a large pan over medium heat. Add the first 3 ingredients and allow to sweat until soft. 

Add in the red pepper and bay leaf. Allow to cook for a few more minutes. 

Add in the ground meat. I used a mixture of ground beef and ground pork although you could use ground turkey and/or ground veal. Any combination would work. On this occasion, I used a bit more beef than pork.

Allow the meat to cook all the way through. Once browned, add in the red wine and bring to a boil. 

Allow the wine to reduce before adding in the diced tomatoes and tomato sauce. Stir together before adding in the cream. Add sea salt and freshly ground pepper to taste.

Once all of the ingredients are combined, bring the sauce to a simmer and allow to cook for up to 2 hours. If you are in a hurry and do not have 2 hours to spare, let the sauce meld for about 20 minutes before serving. However, the longer the ingredients have to fuse together, the greater the results. 

After the sauce has been simmering for an extended period of time, bring a pot of water to a boil and cook your pasta. You are going to want to select a pasta that can hold up to the weight and texture of this sauce (for example, pappardelle would work well). On this particular Sunday evening, I decided to use lasagna. Once it was cooked, I cut the lasagna into strips. 

Drain the pasta and set aside. Select a large serving bowl and spread roughly a cup of the sauce on the bottom. Add the pasta followed by the remainder of the sauce. 

Toss, and top with freshly chopped basil and grated parmesan. An easy trick for chopping basil is to to layer about 5 or 6 leaves on top of each other. Roll the basil tightly from side to side and then coarsely chop from top to bottom. This makes perfect basil slices! Once you have topped your pasta with the fresh herbs and cheese, serve immediately. 

Finally, as our friend Alex likes to say “Enjoy your Sunday Gravy!"

Mangia!