Last year I posted my grandmother’s Irish soda bread recipe for St. Patrick’s Day and it has been the most popular recipe on this site ever since. I never would have guessed. Anyway, the other day I came across a soda bread recipe in The Art of Simple Food. Simple it is, without the butter, sugar, and raisins of the American version. When I noticed the whole wheat variation at the bottom of the page, I remembered the delicious brown bread they sold at the Irish butcher shop down the block from my old apartment in Queens. I had to try it. It’s rather austere compared to the Irish soda bread we are used to, but hearty and delicious none the less. This bread is at it’s best slathered with butter while it’s still warm, though it also toasts up nicely on the second day. Continue reading
Lately I’ve gotten really into baking bread. I started with the few recipes in How to Cook Everything Vegetarian, which came out pretty good, but in true Bittman style, the recipes were rather minimal, and I thought I needed a little more guidance. So a few weeks ago I went out and bought The Bread Baker’s Apprentice by Peter Reinhart, and like total dork I’ve been carrying it to bed with me most nights and reading it late into the night. I’m kind of obsessed. Continue reading
Bake some bread this year.
For as long as I can remember my mom has been lamenting the price of corn. She can’t buy corn without remarking that it used to be a dozen for a dollar. Never mind that corn hasn’t been a dollar a dozen for at least 20 years. Yesterday it was two for a dollar. Continue reading
This morning I emerged from the subway at Union Square just in time for a sudden torrential downpour. I briefly considered turning back but luckily by the whole thing was over in about 5 minutes and the market was a little less crowded than it usually is. I got some milk and a big pile of fava beans and some garlic and a couple of yellow squash and a loaf of levain. I got a bunch of mixed lettuces, and when I went to get some eggs I decided to get some chicken too. Yesterday Meg made me a chicken salad sandwich at the beach and it turns out I like chicken salad. I never knew. The cherry guys said that the cherries wouldn’t be around for long because most of their crop got wiped out by hail. So I bought a lot. If you invite me over for dinner sometime soon I just may show up with a cherry pie.
I’m a sucker for all things old-timey. Especially old-timey New York. And I really, really like grocery shopping. So I was really excited about going to the New Amsterdam Public Market on Sunday. Preserving the traditional function of a neighborhood that’s all but lost to tourist schlock by creating a new place for me to go grocery shopping? Sign me up! The two buildings that used to house the Fulton Fish Market (for like 200 years) have been vacant since the fish market moved to the Bronx in 2005. And New Amsterdam Public wants to reopen the at least one of the buildings as a public market for sustainably produced food. Continue reading