MADE: Bacon-Wrapped Goat Cheese-Stuffed Dates

I usually talk a lot about the recipes that I include here before I get to the recipe itself. This time, though, I'm not going to do that. Look at the title of the post. I just looked at it and I'm salivating already.

Onwards to the recipe.

Bacon-Wrapped Goat Cheese-Stuffed Dates

Ingredients
12 oz dates, pitted
8 oz soft goat cheese
1 lb bacon, sliced and uncooked

Cooking Instructions
Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F.
First things first--fill dates with cheese! Smush the cheese into a plastic bag and snip off a small corner. Use the bag as a pastry bag and pipe the cheese into the dates, being as generous or as stingy as you'd like.

Second--wrap the dates in bacon. Cut each bacon strip in half, and thoroughly wrap the date, as though your'e giving it a little bacon-y sweater. The bacon will shrink as it cooks, so make sure you've provided enough bacon-overlap so that this shrinkage won't unwrap your dates.
When you've done these two steps--Congrats! You're done! Pop them in the oven for twenty minutes, until they're sizzly and delightful. Then--you know what to do--DEVOUR.

Variants: These can be made with turkey bacon (the ones in the pictures are made with turkey bacon), or with a different kind of cheese. I'd like to experiment with a ricotta/gorgonzola mixture next time around. Also, if you're using turkey bacon, don't bother making the strips terribly long--they won't shrink very much at all while cooking, so you can basically just use enough to wrap fully around each date.

Upcoming: Produce Basket Week!

Hello there, food blog. Long time, no see.

Today, PresentPaula got a present from PastPaula, who ordered a coupon-funded produce box delivery several weeks ago. In a turn of events surprising to neither PresentPaula nor PastPaula, MovingThroughTimePaula completely forgot about this order, and is now pleasantly thrilled to have found a box full of veggies (and a bit of fruit!) on her doorstep.

Some of the contents include:

• A grapefruit AS BIG AS MY HEAD. Okay, that's hyperbole, but it is the biggest grapefruit I've ever possessed. Breakfast tomorrow is going to be EPIC.
• Several kiwis. (Kiwi? Kiwii? Kiwis?)
• Something resembling a squash with a sticker proclaiming it "Delicata". I do not know if this is its name or a catchy adjective describing its flavor. 
• BEETS.
• A large bulb of fennel.

The haul.

I'm incredibly excited about this stash, but I have no idea what to do with some of it (I'M LOOKING AT YOU, FENNEL). Here are my tentative plans for the week:

• Curry with radishes, tomatoes, cauliflower, and sweet potatoes
• Squash soup, with a caramelized apple and onion drizzle.
• Something involving fennel? (Meredith suggests fennel, radish, and grapefruit salad. Hmmm...)
• BEETS I WILL EAT YOU NOW.
• Roasted tomato soup, a la smittenkitchen.

I'll post pictures and recipes if I do anything noteworthy! For now, I'm just roasting the beets, chopping them, tossing them with some sea salt and nutmeg, and eating them.

BEETS. IMMUNNAEATCHOO.

MADE: Quinoa-Stuffed Tomatoes

Well hey there, cats and kittens. It's been a while.

I could give you excuses for why I've been gone so long. It's not that I haven't been making food, because I have. It's not even because I haven't been taking pictures of my food, because I've been doing some of that, too. It's CERTAINLY not because I have been away from the internet for any amount of time. Don't be crazy.

Things I can potentially use as excuses:

• I moved from one house to another house.
• I battled a dragon.
• I accidentally found myself working two jobs this summer.
• I spent the month of July doing a meditation-based hiking tour of Mount Ranier while blindfolded.
• I got a pair of mittens stuck on my hands and couldn't type.

Okay, so I only have two excuses, and they're not terribly good ones. Sorry.
I do have a recipe success, though! Unfortunately, I don't have pictures to go with it, at the moment. However, I'm planning to re-make this tasty dish when I head to the family homestead in a few weeks, so hopefully I'll take pictures then and upload later. It'll be like they were here all along...

EDIT: PICTURES

CHOMP

So these tomatoes.

(First, a detour.) Some people reading this may know a guy who used to sit at my house table as part of something informally called "The Square." The Square was a group of three guys known for entrapping anyone foolhardy enough to sit in the fourth seat at the table (thus, Completing The Square) in thick and twisty philosophical discussion. At one point, I may have completed The Square, or I may simply have been in firing range, because I got into a conversation about human awareness, desires, and consciousness. Specifically, degrees of want. So, "I want ice cream" is a first-degree want. But "I want to NOT want ice cream, because I'm on a diet" is a second-degree want, because the want-er is aware of one level of desire, and is exercising a different level of conscious control, confounding the first-degree desire because of the perceived superior importance of the second-degree desire.

So basically, how I feel about tomatoes.

That's what I told The Square. That I have a number of second-degree desires regarding food. I want to like tomatoes. I want to enjoy watermelon. I want to reap the social benefits that go with the eating of these foods--the connotations of summer and picnics and sunshine and the camaraderie of the universal brotherhood of people-who-think-that-fresh-from-the-garden-tomatoes-are-delicious. To that end, I try out these foods--that otherwise set me gagging--once every couple of years, in the wistful hope that maybe, maybe my tastebuds will have mutated just a teensy bit, and I will finally be able to take part in the summer that is watermelon and tomatoes and red checkered picnic blankets.

After I gave this answer, The Square chatted a bit about how social pressures could be an incitement to second-degree desires, and then probably went on to talk about Plato and the mutability of market forces. I don't remember. But now I can't think about any of those second-degree want foods--tomatoes, watermelon, beer, goat cheese--without thinking about that conversation. (It always comes back to meals at the house table, doesn't it? Call me, UChicago. I'm ready for my alumna soundbite.)

This meandering preface is simply to say that I've achieved one of these second-degree wants. I've developed a taste for tomatoes.


Anyone who has known me for several years or more, now's your chance to freak out.

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And done. Freakout over. Pull yourself together. Geez. How do you think I feel? Anyway, recipe. It's full of all the summery things I could find in my fridge, plus some that I found at the farmer's market. The quinoa stuffing was intended to draw the moisture out of the tomatoes, which it did admirably. It also had the added benefit of crisping on top, much like a crust of bread crumbs would have done. The dual-natured quinoa--crispy on top, soft and tender inside--was my favorite surprise of the recipe. Apart from how delicious it was, of course.

Quinoa-Stuffed Tomatoes
(makes 2 servings)

3 medium tomatoes, halved--I used roma tomatoes, sliced lengthwise, to give me a bit of a long boat shape
1/3 cup quinoa
2/3 cup water
1 slice bacon
1 tbsp crumbled feta cheese
1/2 tsp brown sugar
Pinch nutmeg
Freshly ground black pepper, to taste
2 tbsp pesto
2 oz goat cheese
Olive oil, for drizzling

Preheat oven to 325 F.
Cut/scoop out the innards of the tomato halves. I did this simply using a knife dragged around the line between rind and pulpy, seedy flesh. Remove innards to cutting board and dice.

Empty tomatoes, waiting to be filled with delicious.

In small saucepan, heat water on medium-high to just boiling. Add quinoa and lower heat to a simmer. Toss in the diced tomato guts and juice. Keep heat on for one minute more, stirring to make sure all the quinoa is evenly cooking, and then cover, turning off heat entirely.

Chop the strip of bacon into nice 1/4 inch chunks. Once quinoa seems sufficiently bathed in steam and tomato juices (quinoa should be translucent, instead of bright white, with some stem showing), add the chopped bacon and feta. Stir, grinding and sprinkling in the sugar and spices. Set aside briefly.

Now, it's time to fill those tomatoes! Hooray! Put the tomato hulls on a baking sheet or in a shallow baking pan. Line each one with a spoonful of pesto.

Then add a heaping spoonful of the quinoa/bacon/feta/allofPaula'sfavoritethings mixture to each. It's fine if it overflows a bit--the tomatoes will probably get a bit collapse-y anyway. Then, top each tomato with a slice of goat cheese, smushed out to roughly cover the stuffing. (The coverage isn't important--don't worry.)

Drizzle the whole thing with olive oil and place in the oven for 20 minutes, or until the tomatoes start to get collapse-y and the topping gets nice and brown and crispy. Then, while pondering the social forces which led me to this recipe, DEVOUR.

The tomatoes that live on my back porch.
Sometimes I eat them. Right off the vine.
You don't know me.

MADE: Chocolate Chocolate Mousse Cups

I think that the process of making these delightful little dessert cups was a bit like the process of giving birth.

Bear with me here.

I've heard that the process of childbirth is so traumatic that a woman's brain and body actually repress it, because otherwise women would just warn their daughters away from the shrieking horror of having babies and the species would die out.

Similarly, these little chocolate cups were SO DARN CUTE and SO FREAKING DELICIOUS in the light of day that it almost blocked out the traumatic, frustrating, painful hours of splattering chocolate and uncooperative latex.

Almost.

Despite that frustration, though, I'm putting the pictures and recipes up on the blog because I'd like to make them again. They were adorable and delicious, as stated, with a definite 'wow' factor that upped my little event to at least a capital-B Brunch. 

Yep. I'm a sucker.

Chocolate Cups

Ingredients

10-12 oz Ghirardelli semi-sweet chocolate chunks

1 package small balloons

Patience

Line a baking sheet (or two, depending on how many cups you're making) with wax paper, parchment paper, or aluminum foil.

In a double boiler (or a fake double boiler setup, with a small saucepan nestled into a larger water-filled one over medium-high heat), melt chocolate until smooth. Then remove from heat.

Blow up the number of balloons you'll need, so that the bottoms are the size that you'd like your cups to be, and then tie them off. I made two dozen balloon-cups, all relatively small (about 2.5" in diameter and 2" in height). I also used water balloons, because I thought they'd be more resilient. (Also, Walgreens only had water balloons. First world problems--I got 'em.) The use of water balloons necessitated filling the balloons up with water to stretch them out, then emptying out the water and blowing them up with air. In the process I got drenched and lightheaded. And every single one of my roommates made fun of me. Fair warning.

Now you've got balloons and melted chocolate. Simple instructions: Dip the non-tied bottoms of the balloons into the chocolate, rolling the balloon slightly to get a smooth covering all the way around, reaching a little way up the side of the balloon.

THIS SOUNDS DECEPTIVELY EASY. DON'T BE FOOLED. Temperature is the tricky part. The chocolate needs to be warm enough to form smooth layers, but cool enough so that it doesn't pop the balloon when you dip it in or roll it around. (This is where the spattering chocolate comes in. And boy, is it fun.) It might take a bit of trial and error, and you might have to go through a few re-warming/re-cooling stages.

Once you've got your balloon dipped in chocolate and successfully non-popped, set it onto the covered baking sheet. Fill up the baking sheet with chocolate-dipped balloons--they don't need a lot of space, just make sure they're not touching--and refrigerate for a few hours or overnight.

Once the chocolate is sufficiently cool and hardened, cut off the knots of the balloons and pull them out. Taa-daa! You've got beautiful chocolate dessert cups! Fill them with chocolate mousse, whipped cream, or ice cream, and serve to your delighted guests! Just make sure that your guests know that the bowls are edible! Otherwise they'll wind up almost trying to wash them, by mistake. (I'm not kidding. This actually happened at the party.)

Oh, and DEVOUR, for good measure.

N.B.: The chocolate cups will get pretty melty pretty quickly, so I'd freeze them if you're not using them right away. Also, don't try to fill them with anything hot. I'm getting stressed just imagining what that would turn into...

MADE: Chorizo Gratin

Sometimes you accidentally wind up at a speakeasy with your good friend Sambert. What's that you say? You've never wound up at a speakeasy with Sambert? Let me tell you--you're missing out, my friend. Specifically, you're missing out on this food.
While the whole "accidental speakeasy" night was pretty awesome overall, this chorizo gratin was a highlight. Such a highlight, in fact, that Sam and I couldn't help but make it for ourselves--in a more generous portion, of course. With a little help from the Seattle Cheese festival, we whipped this up and DEFINITELY DID NOT eat the whole thing.

Pictorial representation of "help from the Seattle Cheese Festival"

Chorizo Gratin*

Ingredients
1 tsp vegetable oil
1 lb chorizo sausage
2/3 cup diced onion
1/2 tsp salt
1 tsp sugar
1 red pepper, diced
1/4 cup sun dried tomatoes
1 lb gruyere, coarsely shredded
1 loaf crusty bread, sliced and toasted

Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.
Heat oil in a skillet over medium high heat. Chop chorizo into small chunks and cook until browned and delicious-smelling. Remove from pan to a medium-sized casserole dish. Put onion, salt, and sugar into the skillet with the chorizo dregs, and keep over medium heat, stirring occasionally. When the onions begin to brown and stick to the pan, add a splash of water (about a tablespoon or two) and stir vigorously. Repeat this process three or four times until onions are deep brown and sweet-smelling.

The onions, they are a'caramelizin'

Add diced peppers and tomatoes to the skillet, stirring occasionally for about five minutes, or until you get too impatient.

Dump the caramelized vegetable concoction into the casserole dish with the chorizo and stir together until evenly mixed. Cover--and I do mean COVER--the whole thing with handfuls of shredded cheese. Pop the casserole in the oven for twenty minutes, so that everything gets melty and bubbly. Serve atop your toasted crusty bread and DEVOUR.

*Yes, we are aware that this recipe doesn't actually have a starch base, which possibly negates its claim to being a gratin. That's what the speakeasy called it, however, and so that's what we're calling it. SO THERE.

MADE: Grilled Cheese Grilled Cheese

Sometimes, the internet does something so beautiful, so incandescent, that one has to stop, drop everything, and take part in the splendor.

This is one of those things.

Watch this video. Make this grilled cheese sandwich. Don't think. Don't stop to ask questions like "Why?" or "What have I done to deserve such majesty?" Just do it.

I have just made myself one of these sandwiches.
I am eating it now.
The angels are weeping rainbow tears of joy.

MADE: Buckeyes!

A boyfriend says, "Hey, Valentine's Day is coming up. Is it all right if I don't do anything special, or buy you anything?"
The girlfriend responds, "Absolutely! Valentine's Day isn't about stuff. It's about love!"

This would have worked out fine if A) Boyfriend's line hadn't meant "I'm actually going to TOTALLY FORGET Valentine's Day, like only a character in a sitcom could." and if B) Girlfriend's line hadn't meant "You're so cute, pretending that you're not doing anything for me for Valentine's Day. Such a clever cover for the ACTUALLY TOTALLY ROMANTIC THING that you're going to surprise me with!"

So the moral of the story is twofold: Listen rationally to your significant other when he or she talks about his or her expectations, and make yourself candy on Valentine's Day. Because your boyfriend's sure not going to. Nope, he's going to spend all day in the math library cozying up to the Kummer theorem and topological cohomologies.

Ahem.

Buckeyes!

When I think "making candy," I am immediately intimidated and visions of complicated alchemies involving thermometers and double boilers dance through my head. No such drama with buckeyes. They're spectacularly easy to make and also tons of fun. If dipping things in chocolate constitutes "fun" for you. If it doesn't, you should probably stop reading now and reevaluate your life. Just saying.

Buckeyes
Adapted slightly from Smitten Kitchen's delightful recipe

1/4 cup (2 tbsp) cream cheese
1 1/2 cups peanut butter--I used about 1 cup smooth and 1/2 cup crunchy, to give them a bit of texture
1 cup graham cracker crumbs
1/4 tsp salt
2 1/2 cups confectioner's sugar
10 tbsp unsalted butter, melted and cooled slightly
12 oz dark or bittersweet chocolate (I used Ghirardelli 60% cacao chunks. It was a good life choice.)

Cream together cream cheese and peanut butter. Choosy bloggers choose Jif.

Add graham cracker crumbs and salt mix until combined. Then alternate additions of sugar and butter, stirring until thoroughly mixed after each addition. Mix some more, for good measure. When everything is combined, the mixture should basically be sturdy peanut butter dough. Try not to eat it all on its own.

Now for the chocolate coating.

Melt the chocolate in a double boiler, or in the microwave. I used the microwave, and heated it in 15 second bursts, stirring after each one. When chocolate is smooth and thoroughly melted, you're ready for dipping!

Line a baking sheet with parchment paper and roll the peanut butter dough into balls. I made mine about a teaspoon each, and wound up with a delightfully large number (see picture below for about 2/3 of the batch.)

With a skewer or fork or chopstick--something pointy--dip the peanut butter balls into the melted chocolate. As Smitten Kitchen says, it may take a few tries before you've mastered your own personal technique. She recommends tilting the container of melted chocolate and spinning the dough balls in it, but I found that method prone to breaking the little buggers in half. Instead, I just skewered them and submerged them at an angle, until most of the peanut butter was covered in chocolate, leaving only a little of the doughy goodness showing through. Somehow, SK got hers to come out without the skewer-holes being visible. She's a wizard of some sort. I, being mortal, just embraced the holes as necessary imperfections that in no way inhibited deliciousness.

After you've chocolate-dipped all of your peanut butter dough balls, put the baking sheet in the refrigerator to cool for at least a half hour. It may be difficult to wait that long, knowing that those little balls of peanut-butter-chocolatey goodness are just sitting in there, but be patient.

Then, DEVOUR. Because it's Valentine's Day, and you deserve it.*

*In place of this reasoning, feel free to use any other rationale that occurs to you.