Her book is filled with recipes and photos from life in a warmer climate. I recently checked out " Casa Marcela: Recipes and Food Stories of My Life in the Californias" by Marcela Valladolid (You may recognize her from FoodNetwork). Knowing that I have a "return by" date looming out there motivates me to try out recipes and include them in meal planning. I find that a cookbook on loan comes with it's own impetus to use it.
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Even now that I have full access to my personal book collection, I have continued to check out a new cookbook every few weeks.
I missed the joy of leafing through a cookbook for inspiration. Our first landing spot was a 750 square foot rental house and most of our belongings (and all of my books), stayed packed and stacked in boxes that filled the second bedroom and unfinished basement. I obtained a library card the first week we arrived. Staffed with knowledgeable people, the new release section always surprises me with how good it is. I confidently share that my town has a kick-ass library. One of the new behaviors of my life in Washington is checking out cookbooks from my local library (I also listen to a lot of classical music, but that's a story for another time). On tacos and overstuffed baked potatoes are a personal favorite and I'd like to share a new recipe that pairs the pepper with roasted cauliflower (a constant favorite) and makes use of both the peppers themselves and the pickling liquid they're packed in. The vinegar tang of the peppers is perfect against the salty crispy edges of pepperoni.Īlthough the pizza had a different kind of pepper on it (cherry), after that I started to include pickled jalapenos whenever given the option. Our favorite is the spicy pickled pepper: tomato sauce, pickled cherry peppers, pepperoni, mozzarella, and prison garlic. In addition to amazing fried chicken and cheery seasonal cocktails, they serve wood fired pizzas. In the waning weeks of our time in California, it became a ritual Friday night supper, we knew we would miss it so much. There is a fire pit and the sounds of street musicians carry up the block. Strands of outdoor lights stretch from an old oak tree to the the main restaurant building, crisscrossing above diners heads and giving just the right early evening glow. The setting is like out of a Nancy Meyer film set: a large outdoor eating space with patio tables surrounding a regulation sized bocce ball court. When we lived in SoCal it was our go-to for special celebration dinners and date nights. There is a restaurant in downtown Claremont, CA called Union on Yale. I think my love for pickled jalapenos started with a pizza. Last weekend I tried a new dish that was so good I forced myself back to the keyboard to share it with you. Transitions are odd things and while I have been cooking plenty, writing has been a struggle. I am sorry for a longer than intended absence.
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