Shelly
When Sarah came to visit this past weekend, we were talking about food (of course), and it came up that we had both made quiche last week. I wonder if the beginning of Autumn triggers some subversive quiche cravings in the modern mind. Regardless, I promised to post something about the wonderful conjoining of pie crust, egg and cheese. A week later, after a diagnosis of possible mono, I'm finally getting around to it. Because it's so tedious to sit down and write about eggs, right?

So, my quiche story is quite recent. It was never something that I had growing up. It's funny to discover these foods and wonder how on earth you've missed them for so long. . . . especially something like this. It seems like quiche (well some of them) would have been perfect on fridays during Lent. Goodness knows that I wouldn't have complained if we ditched the tuna salad sandwiches from time to time. Alas, it took going away to college for me to discover this, apparently German, culinary delight which has been popular in America since the 1950s (aka long before I was around). http://www.foodreference.com/html/artquiche.html

I can't say that I remember the first time that I ate quiche, but I do have fond memories of the first time that I cooked quiche. One of the grocery stores in town decided to stock feta - which doesn't seem like a bad idea at all. However, the population of Natchitoches, Louisiana, apparently didn't feel a need for feta at the grocer's. . . which left them in a real pickle. To clear the shelves, God bless them, they marked down all of the feta to 50 cents a package. Being an impoverished college student, I decided to purchase an unseemly amount of cheese. The lid of the feta container included a recipe for quiche - which seemed too easy to be true. Now, I had a ton of feta, a recipe for quiche, and eggs are super cheap. . . so we hauled out Crissy's copy of Where's Mom Now that I Need Her? http://www.amazon.com/Wheres-Mom-Now-That-Need/dp/0961539011/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1253802089&sr=8-1 (a book that every graduating senior should get as a gift) and found an even easier recipe and got to cooking. The feta stayed that cheap for months, and we ate an excessive amount of quiche that semester.

I'm not going to tell you that I don't like quiche with all kinds of fun meat and veggies in it. I was even looking at a recipe recently for a Spanish version of some sort with potatoes and will probably try it soon. However, when I think of quiche, I think of this very simple method of combining those few main ingredients which create cheesey, eggy perfection. I never use a recipe anymore, so this recipe is going to sound like one of those annoying recipes that you get from old people who have been cooking their whole lives and are just guessing at measurements. Fortunately, eggs are cheap, so if you screw this up (and how could you really?) just pawn it off on some unsuspecting and hungry person and start another, tweaking things to your taste.

Quiche
1 frozen pie crust (I prefer the deep dish crusts)
6-8 eggs
1 pkg. feta cheese
1/2 c. cream (or whole milk)
salt and pepper to taste

Simple as pie. . . preheat the oven to 350. Scramble the eggs in a large mixing bowl. Add the cream, salt and pepper. Sprinkle the cheese on the bottom of the pie crust. Pour the egg mixture on top, and bake until done. I think that this usually takes 30-45 minutes in the oven, but you'll really just need to keep an eye on it. The top will start to turn a light golden. That's when you'll want to take it out. And voila!
Sarah Ferstel

Tabbouleh here I come!

About a year ago, I moved into a very cute apartment in a very cute part of town. I live on the second floor of a small apartment building (12 units in all) set around a pretty courtyard with a garden. My landlord tends to the garden in the courtyard and it's filled with beautiful flowers and plants, many of which I've never seen before. I guess all that flora got to me and for the first time in my life I decided to start my own little garden this past spring.

I didn't really have a game plan, per se. I started off with one of those garden herb kits you can get at any mega store (Super Target is my 'local business destroyer' of choice), and was pleasantly surprised with how easy it was to grow basil, chives, and parsley on my kitchen windowsill. For those of you who are discouraged by the cost of fresh herbs at the grocery store, I highly recommend growing your own. It's very simple (I bought a child's kit, to be honest), and cheap. By now, I've probably grown over $50 worth of herbs, and I paid less than $10 for the kit.

Feeling confident, I decided to branch out from herbs and venture into the world of veggies and flowers. I went to Clegg's, my local nursery, and bought a few pots of varying sizes, seeds, dirt, and some fertilizer. Using the windowsill in my living room, I started a mini green house growing cherry tomatoes, morning glories, snap peas, and sweet peas (the flower) from seed. After they reached a certain height, I moved them to bigger pots outside on my landing.

As you can see, the morning glories have done a great job of taking over the railing. The tomatoes have also grown much larger than I anticipated (one of the plants is taller than me!), but the snap peas couldn't take the harsh morning sun and the sweet pea died off, too. But I wasn't discouraged. I went to my local farmer's market and bought plants that like baking in the sun: rosemary, black-eyed Susans, and some other flowering plants with names I can't recall.

Unbeknownst to me, there is a whole container garden movement. I'm not surprised as it took very little effort or gardening knowledge to get my plants going. If yuppies and hipsters in NYC can grow plants, then there is no reason a gal from Louisiana can't! Sure, I wasn't always successful, but I managed a sweet little garden.

I'm pretty proud of these plants. I'm nice to them, and, in return, they make yummy things for me to eat and pretty flowers for me to look at.

PS- Bonus points to whoever can guess the origins of the quote in the post title.
Sarah Ferstel
In the two weeks since my last blog, I've been a busy little baker bee as I continue testing out cupcake recipes to be used at my friend's wedding. Not only did I try out a second recipe for the lemon cupcakes, but I also managed to create some very ugly swamp cupcakes, and I made some beautiful Devil's food cupcakes with blue cream cheese icing. My coworkers have been very grateful and eager guinea pigs, but I do feel the tiniest bit of guilt about edging them towards diabetic shock on a weekly basis. Oh, well.

For my second try with lemon cupcakes, I used bellaluna221's recipe found here. I preferred the lighter taste and texture of these cupcakes in comparison to the first batch I made, but my friends and coworkers disagreed. They really liked the first recipe's rich texture and lemony taste. The people have spoken and I guess I should follow mob rule.

Shelly was kind enough to come over and help me with these lemon cupcakes. She also took lots of pictures documenting my experiments in decoration. In the picture to the left, you can see that the cupcakes at the top of the photo have been sprayed with edible pearl luster and then topped with various candy or zest decorations. The cupcakes at the bottom have only been sprinkled with edible glitter dust mixed with powdered sugar. It's difficult to see the glitter in photos, but in person they are very pretty.

After my great success with the lemon cupcakes, I moved on to the "Blue velvet cupcakes." The idea was to use the recipe for red velvet cupcakes, but use blue food dye instead of red. I warned the bride that the blue might not mix very well with the cocoa, but I told her I'd give it the old (post) college try. When I saw the color of the batter, I laughed out loud. The final baked cupcakes weren't much better, but they really taste great - very moist and delicious - you just have to get past the fact that they look like moldy, green rocks.




There's no way in heck I was actually going to share these at work, so I saved a few to scare my friends and threw the rest away. I can't have people associating my baking with swampy cupcakes.

Moving past the "blue velvet" disaster, I decided it was time to try out the Devil's food cake recipe I have. These came out perfectly rich and delicious. I topped them off with pretty blue cream cheese frosting and sprinkles.


I used a variety of toppings including non-pareils, sugar crystals, and the sparkle dust (which didn't show up against the blue very well).

I'm making the lemon cupcakes by request for my father's 60th birthday (!), and then I'll make the devil's food cake cupcakes with mocha icing. Once the wedding is over, and my cupcake journey comes to its end, I think I'll take a long and well-deserved break from the world of cupcakes.

Maybe I'll start experimenting with beef.