Every summer I have these very grand ideas that maybe, just maybe, this will be the year that I go camping. On the surface camping seems like SO much fun. The campfires, cooking salmon over cedar planks, the rivers, the s’mores. But when I begin to logistically think about it, I’m not so sure. I have a tendency to over-pack. It’s taken me years to pack appropriately for a 3-day weekend so I know that when it comes to camping I’ll probably bring my entire apartment.
That will of course to lead to too much work, so every year, I abandon my camping ambitions. BUT! Luckily there are picnics, which are way easier. I know they’re not the same but you sort of get that nature-y-let’s-eat-outside-vibe going on.
I was in Mexico almost a month ago. (WHA!!) Time is flying.
The thing I wanted the absolute most the minute I landed was aguachile. I knew that it was something that I’d probably find a lot of in Cabo.
If you’re unfamiliar with what aquachile is, it’s simple. Think of it like a super spicy Mexican ceviche but with lime (vs. tomato). And most times the shrimp hasn’t marinated and “cooked” all the way through in the lime juice. The important thing when eating/making aguachile is that the shrimp you use must never have been frozen. We’re talking super fresh, sushi-grade shrimp.
Remember when I made these pumpkin twists? Those were tite. But that was a different time; the air was crisp, fall spices were in the air, everything was cozy…it was fall.
Right now it’s the opposite. It’s all about bbqs and outdoors and picnics and mosquitos. It’s summahtime. I feel like every year I have the urge to push myself to make some different iteration of s’mores. I basically want s’mores in everything. I want to eat all the s’mores.
This year I decided to take on the French tarte de soleil and turn it into the most American summertime dessert ever.
You know that saying, I’m working for the weekend. I’ve always thought that sentence was SO depressing because it made it seem like weekdays can’t be fun.
But right now, that’s sort of my reality. The next two weeks are jam-packed with deadlines and long to-do lists and recipes I need to nail. So, while I’m definitely not working for this weekend, I’m sort of working for Memorial Day Weekend. I’m headed to Palm Springs with a few friends and I’m super excited about swimming in the pool with Amelia. My friends Cassie and Burke are bring their pet bird, Ludo, which is sort of strange but whatever!
I’ve been thinking a lot about chimichurri recently.
Back when I was a senior in high school, in Florida, I spent that entire year mostly eating (surprise, surprise!). I grew up mostly eating cuban, Colombian, Peruvian and of course, American food, but this was the year where I really sought after different types of food on the regular.
As a friendly reminder: Mother’s Day is thisnext Sunday. YASSS. Mark it on your calendar because if you don’t call your mom/get her a gift/think of her, etc. you’ll probably have a Beyonce-type beehive buzzing at your door.
There’s a classic French dish called Potatoes Anna. I hear that this is one of the first things you learn when you go to culinary school (never went! lol). But when I first started cooking a lot, my dad bought me the FCI textbook and I cooked my through many of the recipes.
Potatoes Anna consists of a bed of perfectly browned round slices of potatoes, layered on top of each other. It’s the simplest most perfect dish because it’s literally just carbs and salt and butter. EMOJI HEART EYES
Since the beginning of time I’ve wanted to make a version of it, my way and call it a very cheeky, Potatoes ADRIANNA.
I’m really good at overeating deviled eggs. And let me tell you, they’re sort of not such a great thing to overeat. Pie? Ok sure. Ice cream? Alright. But deviled eggs? A little gross.
My motto with deviled eggs: Proceed with modesty and I’ll be ok! These were inspired by this recipe for naturally pickled eggs that my friend Hourie sent me from Epicurious. I was like daaaaang, so beautiful. I’ve made beet pickled eggs before. But never cabbage and turmeric. And let me tell you, the colors these two ingredients leave behind is so ridiculously beautiful.
The turmeric combination might be my favorite. The cloves, cardamom pods and black peppercorns make for a really delicious flavor combination that you can really taste in the eggs.
The process is simple: you combine the vinegar, water and sugar with the different type of pickling items you’d like. This liquid is boiled and then brought down to room temperature. The boiled eggs are dropped into the pickling liquid and then they sit in the mixture for about 24 hours, or up to 2 days.
There are nights when all I want for dinner is a big bowl of guacamole and chips. And since I’m grown up, I have just that.
This is somewhat of a silly post because we all know how to make guacamole, don’t we?
Though we probably all vary with additions and ratios. This is my favorite version. It’s untraditional, as they say, because I love adding diced tomatoes, jalapeños, red onion and lots of lime and salt.
I do prefer the smash up the avocados first and then fold in all of the add-ins because I don’t want smashed onion and tomato, you know? But other than that, it’s crazy easy and simple and normal.
If you ever live in South Florida for a bit, you get well acquainted with Cuban sandwiches. As a kid, I liked them but actually used to take out the pickles because I thought warm pickles were gross-city. And I also hated mustard so that had to go, too. But now I think they’re maybe the most perfect sandwich in existence.
Here’s how a Cuban sandwich goes: bread with a crispy exterior and super soft interior, a swipe of mustard, pickles, pulled pork, thinly sliced ham and a few slices of melty swiss cheese. The entire thing cooked a la plancha (think a griddle kinda with a press on top). Eat that with a side of cafe con leche or my favorite pineapple soda in the entire world, and your head might explode it’s so good.
Since there’s this whole football game situation coming up, I thought I’d be a perfect time to make that Cuban sandwich I just described into a dip! Yeah boi.
This dip is obviously a little different because in order to make it in dip form some cream cheese and creme fraiche (the tartness is necessary) have to be thrown into the mix but seriously it tastes similar in many ways.