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for the love of BACON…

embrace the pace. bacon has taken a hot seat over the past year or two and is showing up in a multitude of products from high end chocolate to lip balm.  it’s been dubbed “meat candy” by many… and it’s not hard to see why.  i DDD you to eat just one piece!!  Americans love their bacon, and pork is wildly popular in Italian cuisine as well.  Bacon comes from the belly fat of our portly little buddy the  pig.  there are, however, healthier- less artery coating varieties- such as turkey bacon, chicken bacon, canadian bacon (still pork- but from the back of the pig), and our hippy buddy- soy bacon.  that being said, this chick will always retain her affinity for good ol’ thick cut piggety pig BACON.  this past weekend i had the pleasure of trying the Market District’s “smokehouse” variety. it was super thick, and cooked up perfectly in the oven. (which every foodie knows is the only way to cook bacon)  i aim to convert all of you pan frying, mess making, bacon curlers out there today with this blog spill.

Start by placing your bacon onto a foil line baking sheet with sides. (jelly roll sheet) you cannot do it this way on a flat cookie sheet without some type of side, or your grease will run over the edge and cause a fire.  NOT easy like sunday morning… it will be hell’s bell’s instead. ok, lay out  your bacon. (see photo)

arrange as many pieces as you can without overlapping

Next, place this tray into your cold oven, on a center rack. Yes, i meant to type COLD oven, as in… do not preheat.  close oven door, turn on your oven to 400 degrees.  set your timer for 20 minutes, and walk away.  when you return you will have perfect bacon, ready for checking. usually it will be done right at 20, but this bacon was pretty thick, and took a few extra minutes in the hot box.  i, of course, did not walk away- but got to preparing a mean french toast for myself and hubby of hipster… and well- even curly haired daughter of hipster devoured a piece come to think of it. see pics below. it was cinnamon raisin toast sliced thick, in a basic custard of two eggs, a generous drink of half and half, a heavy drop of vanilla, nutmeg, cinnamon and a pinch of salt.  i sprinkled the finished piping hot slices with chocolate chips to allow some meltage… and then sliced some bananas and strawberries. syrup, of course without saying.  the bacon felt very at home next to this richly indulgent breakfast, and seemed to almost nestle up alongside in a spooning fashion.  it was love on a plate.  see below.  i’m hoping this blog and pics will convince many of you to put away your skillets and begin cooking bacon in the oven. next time, and forever there after.  enjoy yo.

perfectly stiff and crispy... ready to grace any bacon recipe you get into
natural partners... topping the flavor charts
focus shift... while drooling

 

The Green Mango

this past saturday found us enjoying an incredibly flavorful Thai meal at the Green Mango in Regent Square. (a Pittsburgh suburb)  i had done a bit of research on the place, and read some fantastic reviews… leaving me not a single reason as to why it shouldn’t move to the top of our short list for datenite. hotbox hipster and hubby of said hipster are the parents of two cutie patootie preschoolers, who happened to be spending the night at mimi and pappy’s for the night. begin datenite for two thirsty for fun thirty somethings.  knowing that The Green Mango was a BYOB, (with no corkage fees, PS) we parked on South Braddock and headed to D’s six pack and dogs for some take out brew. we mix and matched a six pack of IPA’s for him and Belgian whites for her, and walked on over to the restaurant straight away with the ice cold treasures. There was a bit of outdoor seating, maybe six small tables in all, which were all occupied around 7pm when we rolled up. we easily secured a small table for 2 inside, and were attended to immediately with glasses for our beer and menus in our hands. waters came a minute later, and we were allowed to place our appetizer order shortly thereafter. the service was ultra attentive… even for clearing plates and empty bottles. We ordered both the Tofu summer rolls as well as some spring rolls… both were fabulous.

Tofu Summer Rolls

the dipping sauce had some crushed peanuts atop, and it lent a lovely sweetness to both. next up was the Tom Yum soup with chicken. my sinuses immediately kicked into gear and i felt amazingly alive while eating this spicy bit of genius. The broth was maybe some of the best i’ve tasted, ever. i am longing for a bowl of this soup right now, no joke.

Tom Yum soup with chicken

i honestly could have stopped here and been utterly satisfied, but it’s just not my style. gluttony rocks, and how. placed before me shortly afterward was a steaming plate of drunken spicy noodles with chicken.  it’s a plate of wide noodles that are ever so slightly oily, and both spicy and sweet all at the same time somehow… with bits of fresh basil, napa cabbage, tender and juicy chicken, and thai chili bits all throughout…. words fail to describe this masterpiece of a thai dish folks…. you need to order it.

Spicy Drunken Noodles with chicken

word of wisdom, i ate maybe a fourth of it and took it home. day 2, saute a half of a small zucchini cut into small bite sized pieces for a minute or two, and then add your left over noodles. place lid atop, adjust heat to medium, and set timer for two minutes. plate your food and enjoy for the second day in a row.  our beers tasted like heaven with the spicy food, and the atmosphere in this quaint little place was very relaxed. we will be back… oh yes sir, we will be back.

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cook over high heat for five minutes

spags in red
relaxation 101

these are the first key strokes toward a dream of mine for many a change of season. the year has just turned fresh, and i decided… why keep dreaming?? Make it happen sister. my love for cooking has been a rock solid one for greater than ten years now, since i was gifted a fire engine red KitchenAid mixer. one of the first things i whipped out was a Pavlova… with fresh whipped cream and seasonal fruits. i was smitten. the posts to follow will contain some of my tried and true recipes ~ chocked full of wacky measurements and explanations along the way for why you ‘need’ to do it this way or that.  the bulk of these recipes have been stuck in my head for a decade, and will finally make their way to some formal arrangement.  this will delight not only myself, but i’m sure the many lovelies over the years who have asked me for the recipe to this or that… only to have me forget the request and fail to deliver.  my apologies en masse.

i am admittedly a dump cook, and thrive on grabbing recipes by the arm and yanking them around a bit.  these new recipes will someday become old faves, and that, my friend is what it’s all about.  it’s food evolution…. one household at a time.  discovering what works – what doesn’t – and wondering why.  it’s the wonder that the passion clings to.  once you gain the confidence in your cooking skills, the possibilities are truly endless.

video tutorials will appear for your viewing pleasure as well. special guests will rotate, and the vino will flow alongside the food. a G rating can almost never be guaranteed, aside from maybe my initial clip on how to section a grapefruit like a rockstar.

begin fun. begin creative river flow. begin opportunity.

take one pee pee step away from The Man.   prestige worldwide baby!!!!

eat.peace.love.and renew you.

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