Showing posts with label Food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Food. Show all posts

Saturday, March 07, 2020

With the Fire on High by Elizabeth Acevedo

Since my return to blogging, I have also been trying to get back into the habit of reading and commenting on other blogs in addition to having my own content here. Let's face it, they both take time and effort.

Not all that long ago, I read a review for this book over at All the Books I Can Read and I knew that I had to read it! And a bonus was I knew that my library system has it because we both use the same library system.

With the Fire on High is a young adult novel that deals with some really big issues. Emoni Santiago is a young girl just starting her final year of high school, with all that means. She needs to make choices about what colleges, if any,  to apply for, what her future looks like. For Emoni, that all focuses around two people....her two year old daughter Emma and her Abuela (grandmother) who raised her because her mother died at birth and her father lives in Puerto Rico, visiting once a year, meaning they have a complicated relations. Abuela has stood by her and supported her with Emma. Emoni is therefore concerned with how she can support both herself and Emma and relieve some of the burden from her grandmother, which may well mean foregoing her dreams.

Emma's father is somewhat present in their lives, but at times his presence is a challenge, especially when he thinks that he can have a say in how Emoni lives her life.

Emoni's passion in life is cooking and she has a natural talent for it, and has done from a very young age, something that I wish I had more of.

If  you ask her to tell it, 'Buela starts with the same story.
I was a little older than Babygirl is now and always following 'Buela into the kitchen. I would sit at the kitchen table eating bootleg Cheerios or rice or something I could pick up with my fingers and shove into my mouth while she played El Gran Combo or Celia Cruz or La Lupe loud on her old-school radio, shimmying her hips while stirring a pot. She can't remember what made that day different - if my pops, Julio, had been late in arriving on one of his yearly visits from San Juan, or if it'd been a time she'd gotten reprimanded at work for taking too long on someone's measurements - but this particular day she didn't turn the radio on and she wasn't her usual self at the stove. At one point, she must have  forgotten I was there because she threw the kitchen rag down on the floor an left. She just walked straight out of the kitchen, crossed the living room, opened the front door, and was gone.
We can't agree on what it was that she'd started cooking. She says it was a stew and nothing that would burn quick, but although my own memory is childhood-fuzzy, I remember it being a pot of moro - the rice and beans definitely something that would soak up water. 'Buela says she just stepped out onto the stoop to clear her head, and when she came back  ten minutes later I had pulled the step stool to the stove, had a bunch of spices on the counter, and had my small arm halfway into the pot, stirring.

And then a couple of paragraphs later.

In fact, when 'Buela tasted it (whatever "it" was) she says it was the best thing she'd ever eaten. How it made her whole day better, sweeter. Says a memory of Puerto Rico she  hadn't thought about in years reached out like an island hammock and cradled her close. When she tells the story, it's always a different simile, but sweet like that. All I know is she cried into her plate that night.. And so at the age of four, I learned someone could cry from a happy memory.



Her food evokes emotions and memories in those who are lucky enough to eat it, and for me, as a reader it evoked a big desire to eat the dishes depicted.

Emoni struggles a bit at school, and so she has pretty much talked herself into thinking that college isn't an option for her. She knows that in this last year at school she has to work hard, do her hours in her part time job at Burger Joint, and do her best to look after "Babygirl". She doesn't really have capacity to pick up another class and she really doesn't want to be distracted by the new boy in school.

When her teacher tells her that there is a new culinary arts elective, Emoni really wants to do it but given it includes an overseas trip to Spain it is another thing that might be just out of reach. Emoni really has a great support team around her, from her advisory teacher to her friends and grandmother, and they encourage her to join up. In the class though, she clashes with the teacher, because he needs her to learn that instinct is great but to work in food she also needs to be able to show technique, follow instructions, and food presentation. And then, how on earth is she going to be able to make the overseas trip happen?

From the first page I was drawn in by the writing and by the story and addresses issues such as young love, young parenthood, coming of age, friendship and more. I enjoyed all the food references, as well as the story. Emoni was a young woman who was prepared to work hard to achieve her goals, no matter how challenging the consequences both past and present. I admired her a lot.

I really enjoyed this book!

The author has a new book coming out in May that I really like the sound of too!

Rating 4.5/5

I am connecting this post up to Foodies Read hosted at Based on a True Story

Weekend Cooking is open to anyone who has any kind of food-related post to share: Book (novel, nonfiction) reviews, cookbook reviews, movie reviews, recipes, random thoughts, gadgets, quotations, photographs. If your post is even vaguely foodie, feel free to grab the button and link up anytime over the weekend. You do not have to post on the weekend. For more information, see the welcome post.

Saturday, March 08, 2014

Relish: My Life in the Kitchen by Lucy Knisley

Late last year I read Lucy Knisley's travelogue/graphic novel French Milk. Whilst I didn't really love it, mainly because of the precociousness of 22 year old Lucy, I did like the style of the book. When Relish became available on my library catalogue I decided to give her another go and boy am I glad that I did.

This foodie memoir is a delight. Whilst there is still a hint of the precocious Lucy that we met in French Milk, it is much less of an obstacle to enjoyment, or at least it was for me. I think it also helps that rather than focusing on just one place (albeit Paris) for a very short period of only five weeks, this is an exploration of  a life long obsession with good food.

Knisley makes no apologies for the fact that she was introduced to really good food from a young age. Her mother is a chef and her father a foodie from way back and she spent her childhood years in the kitchens of restaurants. She remembers other kids bringing cupcakes to school for their birthdays but her mother would turn up with a blow torch to give the creme brulee a perfect crunchy top.

Lucy lived in New York with her parents until they divorced and Lucy and her mother moved to rural upstate New York - quite the shock to city girl Lucy. It wasn't long before Lucy's mother was involved in food again through farmers markets, catering companies and more, and therefore so was Lucy!

As well as talking about more exotic food and adventures, the author tells of her parents mortification at the fact that she still enjoys junk food like Maccas (McDonalds just in case you didn't get the Aussie vernacular), batches of chocolate chip cookies instead of anything more gourmet, of her shock at finding bits of marshmallows in breakfast cereals (I must confess I find this a bit shocking still!) and more.

We follow Lucy from New York to the country, to Japan, France and Mexico (which was a really fun story), to Chicago and then full circle back to New York. The one thing that stays constant is Lucy's love of good food, of being willing to try new foods, and of trying to recreate those foods. I loved the chapter where Lucy tried to recapture the elusive taste of a croissant that she bought in Venice to the point of being obsessed!

The thing that pleased me most as I was reading was how much it made me smile. In nearly every chapter there was some little quirky addition to the drawing or some tale that just made me happy to read. In one of the chapters, the author talks about going to Japan to visit friend and at the end of that chapter she gives a pictorial demonstration of how to make sushi rolls. In a very small corner, there are three pictures - one of a sushi mat furled, then unfurled and then worn as a hat. They are all tiny pictures, but it is the kind of detail that makes it worth the time to look at all the images closely!

As another example, there is a chapter about why Lucy Knisley doesn't feel guilty about eating foie gras. Let's just say it involves an incident with very aggressive geese. There were echoes of this story in my own family. My sister has a terrible fear of birds which has evolved over the years after being chased up a tree in our backyard by chooks, and then on another occasion being attacked by a black swan!

Here, as an example of what you might expect if you choose to read Relish, is Lucy Knisley's recipe for Pasta Carbonara (click on image to enlarge!)



I am always a bit reluctant to use words like charming when describing a book, but sometimes there is just no better word, and this is one of those occasions. Relish is a charming, delightfully fun foodie memoir and I recommend it highly!


Rating 4.5

Synopsis

Lucy Knisley's mouth-watering graphic memoir will make you hungry.

Whether she's injuring herself - again and again - in pursuit of a perfect croissant or bankrupting herself on fancy cheeses, Lucy Knisley know what she wants: a good meal. The daughter of a chef and a gourmet, she comes by her priorities honestly. In this Technicolor love letter to cooking and eating, Knisley presents her personal history as seen through a kaleidoscope of delicious things.

Defying the idea of eating as a compulsion and food as a consumer product, Relish invites us to celebrate the meals we eat as a connection to our bodies, and to each other. Knisley's intimate and utterly charming graphic memoir offers reflections on cooking, eating and living - as well as some of her favourite recipes.

Weekend Cooking is open to anyone who has any kind of food-related post to share: Book (novel, nonfiction) reviews, cookbook reviews, movie reviews, recipes, random thoughts, gadgets, quotations, photographs. If your post is even vaguely foodie, feel free to grab the button and link up anytime over the weekend. You do not have to post on the weekend. For more information, see the welcome post.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Progressive Dinner Party: Dessert


Welcome to my place for dessert! I am hoping that you have left some room for dessert.

I first saw this recipe over two years ago over at Cakes, Cookies and an Odd Roast Dinner, and immediately bookmarked it. It took me a while to actually make it for the first time, but since then it has become a requested dish for my friends, and they constantly fight over whose turn it is to take the leftovers home. Funnily enough I am never the one who gets to bring them home.

I've never actually taken a photo of the cheesecakes I have made, so the following image comes from the blog where I originally found it (click on the link above).

The recipe itself is from the Kraft.com.au website.

I tend to not use drinking chocolate, but rather sprinkle the top with a Flake bar or chocolate curls. The other thing is that I quite often either skip the caster sugar altogether or just halve it, but I guess it depends on how sweet you like it!

As great as this cheesecake tastes, the best thing about it is how easy it is to make!

Be sure to visit other stops on the Progressive Dinner, including Beth Fish Reads who is serving up Double Chocolate Layer Cake and Debbies World of Books who is sharing Cream Puffs with us. Yum!

You can also see all the other courses on the Progressive Dinner at BookBlogSocialClub.com

Hope you enjoy your cheesecake!




Ingredients:

Base:

1 1/2 cups chocolate cream filled biscuit crumbs (Oreo style biscuits)
60g butter, melted

Filling:

500g block PHILADELPHIA* Light/Regular Cream Cheese, softened
1/2 cup caster sugar
200g white chocolate buttons, melted
2 teaspoons gelatine, dissolved in 1/4 cup boiling water
1/2 cup thickened cream

Topping:

3/4 cup thickened cream, extra, whipped
1 tablespoon drinking chocolate, for dusting

1. Base: Combine biscuit crumbs and butter together; press into the base of a lightly greased 22cm springform pan. Chill.

2. Filling: Beat Philly* and sugar using an electric mixer until smooth. Beat in melted white chocolate and gelatine mixture until well combined. Add cream and continue beating until smooth.

3. Topping: Pour mixture onto prepared base and refrigerate 3 hours or overnight until set. To serve, remove cheesecake from pan, spread over whipped cream and dust generously with drinking chocolate.

Saturday, November 01, 2008

Pumpkins



It's interesting reading all the posts about Halloween, because we basically don't do anything for Halloween at all. The school had a Halloween party but other than that, there was no pumpkin carving, no trick or treaters (although I did buy some lollies just in case because occasionally we will get one or two come to the door), no one I know had a Halloween party. Nothing...nada...zilch.

One of the things that I have found interesting over the years that I have been connecting with people around the world is the way we all treat pumpkins differently.

Author Catherine Delors posted on her blog about Halloween in France, and how it is basically not celebrated at all. She also mentioned that pumpkins were available in the shops and that it was used to make pumpkin soup (including the basic ingredients). Pumpkin soup would be one of the most popular uses of pumpkin here in Australia as well, especially during winter, served with a swirl of sour cream and perhaps with a sprinkle of nutmeg on it.

Another way we like to eat pumpkin is roasted along with other vegies like carrots, sweet potatoes and potatoes. Yum.

One way we don't eat them is in sweet potato pies. Whilst I am not knocking this sweet treat that seems so synonymous with Thanksgiving celebrations in the US, I can't imagine eating pumpkin as a sweet. Having said that, there are some Aussies around who eat pumpkin scones. I have never figured out if they are meant to be sweet or savoury though. I also have been known to enjoy a slice of carrot cake which is sweet even though it has vegetables in it.

Saturday, June 21, 2008

Food favourites

It seems as though each winter I find a new recipe and that is my favourite for the next few months. That recipe is then dished up to everyone who comes to dinner, sometimes more than once! I don't really know why, but it doesn't seem to happen as much in summer.

At the moment I am can smell my new favourite cooking away in the slow cooker - Red Wine and Garlic Slow-Cooked Lamb Shanks...yum! A friend of mine is coming for lunch, and I think that I have friends coming for dinner one night next weekend so I will probably cook it again for them as well.

Last year it was Easy Lamb Tagine, but I haven't made that yet this winter. My sister and her hubby came over for dinner a few times last winter and after realising that I had cooked the same thing again, I was very apologetic! There were different people with them each time though, so it could have been worse I guess. Good job it tasted good. I really should make it again.

And what about those old favourites. I do have a couple of recipes that I wish I could remember where they were so that I could make them again. I have so many cooking magazines though that it would take me an hour to go through them to find the recipes I was looking for - especially if I kept on getting distracted by the pretty pictures....which I fully expect will happen!

Do you have a current favourite that you make when people come for dinner?
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