F is for Fall. F is for Food!!!

I guess its been a few years since I was so acutely aware of the changing seasons from summer to fall – probably due to an extreme case of New York tunnel vision.  And for those of you still afflicted by the psychological concrete blinders, just know that IT’S GORGEOUS OUT THERE! (if not a little chilly!)

Last week, I was whisked away into the amazing splendor that is an East Coast Fall by someone equally amazing to go apple picking north of the city.

We ended up with a ½ bushel (a.k.a. a whole lot!) of apples and one small Halloween pumpkin.

Barely making a dent in the pile of apples, we made two pies with the following pic crust recipe (from http://www.myhomecooking.net/apple-pie/):

2 cups all-purpose flour

1 tsp salt

1 Tbsp sugar

6 Tbsp butter

6 Tbsp shortening

6 to 8 Tbsp ice water

In a large bowl, mix the dry ingredients thoroughly then cut in the butter and shortening with a pastry blender.  When it gets to a crumbly consistency, add the ice water sparingly – just enough to get it to stick together.  (it seems the “drier”, more crumbly the dough is before you roll it out, the flakier the crust ends up being).  Divide into two halves and roll both out – one will be the bottom crust: lay that in the pie plate first; the other will be the top crust.

I like a spicier pie filling.  Try one with cinnamon, nutmeg and allspice:
(adapted from joyofbaking.com and allrecipes.com)

6 large peeled apples, sliced

1/4 cup granulated white sugar

1/4 cup light brown sugar

1 Tbsp lemon juice

1 tsp ground cinnamon

1/2 tsp nutmeg

1/2 tsp allspice

1/4 tsp salt

3 Tbsp flour

2 Tbsp unsalted butter

Mix dry ingredients with lemon juice and toss apples slices to coat.  Pour apple mixture into pastry lined pie plate, cover with the top crust and bake at 400 degrees for 50 minutes.  (for evenly browned edges, cover the edges in aluminum foil, removing after 35 minutes)

Enjoy with vanilla ice cream and slipper-clad friends!

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On hearing about our apple adventure, my mom sent along two other great apple recipes perfectly portioned to share (only if you want to!):

Apple Recipes by Ronalyn:

Apple Slices

Crust:

2 cups flour

¾ cup shortening

½ tsp salt

2 egg yolks

½ cup milk

1 Tbsp lemon juice

Mix as for pie crust and chill well.  (There may be more liquid than you needed; I mix the egg yolks, milk and lemon together and add to the flour/shortening mixture.  Divide in half and roll thin (I usually do between wax paper as it is a very wet dough; I pick it up when it’s still on the waxed paper and flip it onto the pan).  Place this half in 12×18 pan (e.g. cookie sheet; jelly roll pan or something similar.  It helps to have sides on the pan).

Filling:

4 cups thinly sliced apples

¾ cup sugar

1 1/3 Tbsp flour

1 tsp cinnamon

Place the filling on the crust.  Roll other half of crust and place over apples.  Bring sides together and seal well with cold water.  Slash top crust.  You may want to put a pan under the cookie sheet in the oven as the crust may leak some apple juice.   Bake in hot oven (400) for ½ hour or so (crust should be flaky).  Drizzle with powdered sugar frosting if desired.

The following is from Sunset and I’ve made a couple time.  A nice bar type concoction to share:

Mary’s Apple Cake

About 2 cups all purpose flour

1 ¼ cup sugar

2 tsp baking powder

½ tsp salt

¾ cup plus 2 Tbsp butter

¼ cup milk

1 large egg

4 cups peeled, cored and thinly sliced apples

1 tsp ground cinnamon

In a food processor or bowl, mix 2 c flour, ¼ c sugar, baking powder and salt.  Cut the ¾ c butter into small pieces and add to flour mixture.  Whirl or cut in butter with a pastry blender until mixture has texture of fine crumbs.  Beat milk and egg to blend.  Pour into flour mixture and whirl or stir with fork just to evenly moisten.  On a lightly floured board, knead dough briefly until it holds together. With floured hands, pat dough evenly over bottom of a 9×13 inch pan and press edges up sides to form a slight ridge.  Place apple slices, overlapping slightly, in 3 rows down the length of the dough.  In a food processor or bowl, whirl or rub with your fingers the remaining 2T butter, 1 c sugar and cinnamon until mixture has texture of fine crumbs.  Sprinkle over apples.  Bake in middle of 350 degree oven until cake is browned, about 40 minutes.  Cut into squares.  Serve warm or cold.

Thanks Mom!

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Everything you need to know…

Very early on in my massage career I met a fellow Swedish Institute grad at a chair massage event.  She and I exchanged information and arranged to do a trade.  (Massage therapists are notorious for not getting the work they desperately need.  Go figure!)

Trading is a very informative experience.  It’s the only time as a therapist one can experience work as a client would but with a sensitivity to form, technique and composition of a session.   It’s a time to objectively reflect on your own work and “borrow” fabulous moves that your partner uses on you.

My partner had a year more experience than me and worked in a high volume spa for most of it.  Great technique, solid sequencing.  But the thing that stood out the most was her almost brazen approach to draping.  She was so confident and efficient – one second I was covered, the next my entire right leg from foot to glutes was exposed, neatly and securely tucked under the knee and low ribs.  Awestruck, I remember thinking, “…well, they certainly don’t teach it like THAT in school!”

The next day I was covering a shift at a gym where every single client I saw had some sort of glute/hamstring issue.  Fortunately because of the session I had the day before, I knew exactly how to drape them for the work I needed to do!

Lesson learned:  You will receive the appropriate information, in the right amount, at the right time.  No more, no less.  All the puzzle pieces are in the box.  But it’s up to you to tune in and make sense of it!

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Aforementioned passion

In the last newsletter I alluded to an obsession most primitive:  Eating!

For real.

As I write this, I’m still picking at the bowl of veggies roasted in chicken fat.  Heaven in tuber form.

I based this off Nigella Lawson’s coaching in her book How to Eat (page 7).

4lb chicken – organic, free range and air chilled. I’m willing to stand by the air chilled factor because the unsanitary idea of mass watercooling of chickens and the fiscally unethical addition of up to 10-11% water weight to the price of the product makes me a little crazy.  Crazy enough that this is the first chicken I have eaten since probably sometime in 2009.

1/2 organic lemon

1 Tbsp organic unsalted butter

1 Tbsp delicious olive oil

Sea salt

Black pepper

Small yukon potatoes quartered into fingers, shallots and garlic encased in their base peels (they’ll steam inside their skins).

Preheat oven to 400 degrees.  Rinse and dry chicken.  Place into a roasting vessel (I used my 10″ cast iron grillpan, but whatever you’ve got will probably be fine.  Not too big though so the juices don’t thin out and burn).  Stuff 1/2 lemon into the cavity and dress the legs.  Rub butter on the skin, sneaking a little underneath, then the olive oil.  Tuck the wings under so they don’t dry out.  Salt exposed skin.  Like really do it.  Seriously, only you are going to know.  About 1 Tbsp – a generous coating.  Speckle with pepper to ease your conscience.

Roast for about 1 hour 15 minutes.  25 minutes into cooking, throw potatoes, shallots and garlic into the juices surrounding the chicken.  Continue roasting til the meat thermometer says 180 degrees when poked in the thigh but no higher please!  No basting necessary.  Just pop it in and let it go.

Remove from the oven and let it rest for about 10 minutes (don’t worry.  it misses you too).  Meanwhile, pick out the veggies from the pan and set aside.  After the chicken rests, carve into manageable pieces – undoubtedly you’ve absconded with a wing or leg by now!  Cook pan juices down with a splash of white wine or a squeeze of the other 1/2 of lemon and spoon over the veggies.

Serve with a green salad and good sliced tomatoes with salt and pepper.

And if you’re feeling adventurous, make up some handwhipped mayonnaise for that chicken salad tomorrow!

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A lovely tidbit for a rainy day:

I hope to post more of my own writing very soon.

Til then:

“On the mountains of truth you can never climb in vain: either you will reach a point higher up today, or you will be training your powers so that you will be able to climb higher tomorrow.”

Friedrich Nietzsche

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Present Presence is the Present.

Recently, I was walking in the Union Square Farmers Market.  The first offerings of fresh, early Spring greenery were heaped on large folding tables, baby herbs in little peat pots lined up in rows in the newly warmed sunshine.  Just that afternoon, I had wrapped up my first 4 client day at my amazing new office; with new client referrals tumbling in over phone and email.  And after 5 months of regular ballet class, I was starting to feel like I was back on my dance game.  Life was good.

Overcome by this rare state of abundance, I realized that everything would be different tomorrow.  A sobering thought.  No matter what I say or do, difficulties and new problems to solve will present themselves when I least expect it.  Worrying is not my style though – as a friend once said “…worrying is not good for your complexion!”  But the mental gears are constantly turning and it’s hard not to be peering around that next corner, getting ready to head off trouble at the pass (insert silent film stagecoach chase scene here).

After the speeding thought-hamsters wore themselves out on their wheel, I paused – I have this immense feeling of contentment, accomplishment, wellness and, dare I say happiness RIGHT NOW!  And even though it is a fleeting state I can still enjoy it, bask in its warm glow and save the essence of it for when things are inevitably less than ideal.

It seems that in our crazy New York lives, we shuffle this way and that way, navigating the minefield guided only by our aversions.  We’re busy fighting the good fight – in the boardroom, in the bedroom, on the street, online.  So preoccupied with the battles we face, we don’t tend to consciously give ourselves permission to acknowledge beauty, recharge the body or restore the spirit.  Seldom does the opportunity arise where we can say definitively – “Ah Hah!  This is what good feels like!”

It was that day when it became okay to stop for a moment and honor all the work that has brought me to this place (just west of the subway entrance, near the market manager’s stand and Bread Alone tent).  Accepting this gift, I smiled to myself as I continued to walk on.  A Children’s International canvasser saw this and immediately pounced: “Do you have a minute for children?” she asks eagarly.  I answer politely: “No, I don’t.”

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Easy Spring Pea Risotto

From the last email newsletter.  Cook up something delicious tonight!
1 small onion, finely chopped
2 Tbsp butter or olive oil
2 cups Arborio rice
1 cup dry white wine (in a pinch, I’ve also substituted water with a generous squeeze of lemon)
4 cups chicken or vegetable stock
2 cups peas, 1 cup pureed 1 cup whole (I use organic frozen peas – defrost before use!)
4 oz Parmesan cheese (I use a blend of Asiago, Parmesan and Provolone)
salt and pepper to taste

Heat butter/oil in a 3+ quart sauce pan.  Add onion and cook on medium heat til translucent.  Add rice and heat til translucent as well, stirring frequently for about 2-3 minutes.  Add wine, then stock 1/2 cup at a time, letting the rice absorb the liquid before adding more.  When rice is fully cooked, stir in pea puree, cheese and salt and pepper.  Just prior to serving, incorporate the whole peas.

This dish is great as the main attraction or as a side with a salad and grilled salmon.

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The Philosophic Crockpot Process

A few weeks ago, I went to the Trader Joe’s wine store in Union Square to pick up some bottles for a Swedish Institute Alumni music swap.  As I’ve done countless times, I perused the shelves, picking up something new and some old favorites, expertly palming 3 bottles in the left hand (thank you years of waiting tables!), another in the right, and stood in cue along the mixed aisle of pinots, malbecs and assorted sakes and sparkling.  I approached the register and a nice, youngish guy with a semi-ironic lumberjack beard proceeded to scan my selections.  I paid; Chase will be pleased with my requisite 1 of 5 debit purchases for the month.  I pulled out the shopping bag that I always bring.  Its precise red lettering in German faces away from me when I carry it, like a shield of confusion or distraction – kind of like the big eye dots on moth wings.  As I carefully placed each bottle in the bag, he says to me “…every day a little better..”  I looked at him blankly – I only half heard him.  Quickly he explains that he knows a little bit of German.  I just smiled and wished him a good night.

That particular bag was purchased for .50 euro at a grocery store in Ludwigsburg, Germany while on tour in 2008.  I enjoyed its good, plain design and efficiency, much like the Nester Hotel we stayed at (side note: they provide one liquid surfactant in the bathroom for shampoo, body soap and facial soap, unlabeled and blue.  Such efficiency!).  It never really crossed my mind to Google Translator the phrase or just ask someone…it was more of an attraction to a vague sensibility that resulted in an unconscious daily advertisement of a phrase that has come to define my current work as a bodyworker, artist and planet citizen.

Jeden Tag ein bisschen besser

Every Day a little better.

Each day more knowledgeable, more experienced, perhaps more joyous, always more informed.  Each day a chance to open eyes a little wider, breathe a little deeper, understand a little more fully and love a little greater.

The true meaning remained a mystery until the time was right.  Thank you lumberjack beard guy, wherever you are!

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