Summer Berry Cheesecake

Summer Berry Cheesecake

Summer Berry Cheesecake

Just to put it all out there for you, this was a rough week for me. 

Firstly it was the anniversary of my father's passing. And for some reason I was extremely weepy about it this year. Thankfully for the most part those moments were met alone in the car while commuting. 

Secondly I was twice given, let's say, constructive observations about myself from two sources that proved to be challenging for myself to swallow (insert swallowing joke here). And while it is always good to get feedback, we need to know how to use said feedback for good. Not allowing ourselves a Cher Horowitz like shame spiral of doom to engulf us. Because of this lapse in emotional well being my week ended up being not only a disappointment to myself but to much of my life around me. Work suffered. Food suffered. Social life suffered.  

It's in these moments that my natural instinct is to lapse back to what is comfortable to me. 

Resulting in the following: 

Roughly 20+ hours of Star Trek Movie Franchise viewing. 

Multiple turkey on sourdough with nothing but mayonnaise sandwiches eaten naked over the kitchen sink as to not need a plate. 

Zero time at the gym. 

Zero coffee. 

And the desire to eat cheesecake for breakfast. 

So as the week wrapped up I dusted off my springform pans, watched some Star Trek as the cream cheese came to room temperature, and slowly came to the conclusion that I don't need to be what others think of me. They don't know my personal goals. Nor do they know the path that is right for me. So instead of making the cheesecake recipe I had mentally tattooed on my brain at birth I sought out a new recipe to challenge myself. Which ended up being an old recipe to someone else.

Below is Junior's New York Style Cheesecake. A classic since the 1950s. This cheesecake doesn't have the classic graham cracker crust. The bottom layer is sponge cake. And I've taken the liberty of adding the fruit. 

Until next time. 


Summer Berry Cheesecake

RECIPE ADAPTED FROM  JUNIOR'S HOME COOKING: OVER 100 RECIPES FOR CLASSIC COMFORT FOOD BY ALAN ROSEN & BETH ALLEN © 2013


Junior's Sponge Cake Crust

RECIPE ADAPTED FROM JUNIOR'S HOME COOKING: OVER 100 RECIPES FOR CLASSIC COMFORT FOOD BY ALAN ROSEN & BETH ALLEN © 2013


Fruit and Glaze Topping




Blueberry Ginger Buckle

Blueberry Ginger Buckle

Blueberry Ginger Buckle

FAIR WARNING!!! TODAY'S POST IS ABOUT SEX AND BLUEBERRIES. SO IF YOU ARE A SOUTHERN BELLE OR MY MOTHER YOU MAY WANT TO TURN AWAY NOW. 

Recently I have found myself immersed in the gay dating scene here in the almost Deep South. I had a long talk with Netflix and we are going to explore an Open Relationship. This can be touchy I know. I've seen MTV True Life "I'm in a Polyamorous Relationship". But I think Netflix is pretty chill and open to trying new things. And really just wants me to be happy. 

Things I Learned This Week (about sex) In The South: 

1. It is perfectly acceptable to take the rolled up $20 bill your blind date used to snort a row after he falls asleep just as you are about to ask a muffled "is this good for you?". Time is money. 

2. A real friend deletes the dick pic accidentally sent to them during a date safety check. 

3. And nobody judges if you fall asleep, while sitting, in the dark, with a starfish. Active participation begets active participation.  

One of these things did happen to me this weekend, all others were overheard. I'll let you try and figure that out.  

So in light of the blue subject matter I baked a Blueberry and Ginger Buckle that will make your toes curl. And gurl we know you need it. 


Blueberry and Ginger Buckle

RECIPE INSPIRED BY THE GOURMET COOKBOOK 2004 ed. 

Serves 8-10




Peanut Butter White Chocolate Macadamia Nut Cookies

Peanut Butter White Chocolate Macadamia Nut Cookies

Peanut Butter White Chocolate Macadamia Nut Cookies

Things I Learned This Week Living In The South: 

1. Apparently in The South, when not in your home, you should never assume you can wash your hands in the kitchen sink. You are to state to the homeowner that you desire to wash your hands and then inquire as to where said hand washing should take place. My public apologies to all who I may have offended these past few years. 

2. I am far too attached to my nap jeans (yes, nap jeans) that I was paralyzed at the door of my home not able to comprehend what to do next when I realized they were left at the beach from last weekend's shenanigans. Thankfully there is a lovely woman bringing them back to me. I am sure you are asking what are 'nap jeans'?  Well when I nap I refuse to take my pants off. If you nap with pants off you are just going to bed in the middle of the day. Nap jeans provide next level napping etiquette.  

3. I am a caterer's worst nightmare. In my weekly role of Proxy Fiance to my friend Ashley I found myself at a cake tasting (that I demanded we have). And then proceeded to spend an hour in the most Minnesota passive aggressive way demanding a very specific wedding cake from a far more talented than myself cake decorator.  So for the second time this week I publicly apologize for my less than stellar behaviour, in this, my adopted home, The South. 

P.S. The above mentioned cake decorator gave us only amazing samples and a coffee buttercream that made the Golem in me want to steal away to a cave and never share it. Please check her out if you are in Winston Salem. She can be found at The Humble Bee on Brookstown or on Instagram here.   

P.P.S The above mentioned encounter while in my role of Proxy Fiance led to a need for the below cookies to be made. Though not my favorite, Ashley's real finance does love them. 


Peanut Butter White Chocolate Macadamia Nut Cookies

RECIPE BY BENJAMIN PLANTE

Yields Roughly 42 Cookies




Grilled Cheese

Grilled Cheese.jpg

Ooooo Lord it has been a hot minute since my last book review and I apologize. Please don't judge. I have been reading like a fiend since my last contribution over at Yes and Yes but as you know I have been wrapped up with some Southern Learnings. 

But I am back at it! 

This week I finished Buffering by Hannah Hart. You may recall eons ago back in my blog baby infancy I introduced you to Hannah Hart and her genius YouTube show called My Drunk Kitchen. Walk down memory lane here.  

Well like a YouTube wet dream come true, with a little hard work Hannah grew her show into something pretty amazing. With over 217 million views, Hannah has covered such topics as how to make boozy mac and cheese pasta (click here) or letting us in on something as intimate as her first lesbian kiss (click here).

In her latest book Buffering Hannah walks us through everything that lead up to her current tube-tastic life. Fighting to survive some pretty tough moments (starting with a mother with mental illness) she worked hard to create a brand reaching millions and whose ultimate goal is to spread good (check out Have A Hart Day for volunteer opportunities near you...click here).

In honor of Buffering I chose to make a grilled cheese. In her very first video Hannah attempts to make a grilled cheese while enjoying a bottle of red and oddly not cheese. Instead of my usual recipe I will provide you with her video in hopes you can learn from her.  




French Quarter Beignets

Beignets

New Orleans seems to be very en vogue this season. Within one month's time roughly 8 people I know will be traveling there to partake in a variety of festivities. From bachelorette parties to drunken hairdresser conventions, The Big Easy will be getting a solid taste of North Carolinians this month.  

I blame Sara. 

Sara moved to Winston Salem just over a year ago. We met the usual way. Through our mutual leasing agent. 

When asked, "where did you move from?", her response is always a resounding "I'm from New Orleans baby!"

Split between the Metairie neighborhood and NOLA you will never meet a more die hard fan of a city. At any given point I would bet money that Sara has beads and/or a Mardi Gras mask in her handbag. Just in case.

She is a walking encyclopedia of information about her home town. She is the dad from My Big Fat Greek Wedding. Able to linguistically trace all words back to New Orleans. 

She can give you a heartfelt and eye opening first hand account of living with hurricanes that leave nothing behind. She will passionately speak of hometown food as if it were a first born child (that is when I knew we could be friends). And if you are ever so lucky to be next to her at a bar, there is the inevitable moment when just enough wine takes her accent to 11 and you have ask her to repeat herself. 

And with that, for Sara's birthday this year I attempted to make the New Orleans classic, beignets. After a few hours of scouring the dark net for a bootleg copy of the Cafe Du Monde recipe I had to settle on what I felt was the next best thing. Paula Deen. I know, I know. I really didn't want to. But it really was a good recipe.

So with my deep fryer revved up and rolling pin greased I got to making my first ever beignets. Super easy. Super tasty. And though I know many cultures have their own version of this wonderful sweet fried dough. I will only credit New Orleans for giving this to the human race.   


French Quarter Beignets

RECIPE FROM PAULA DEEN/FOOD NETWORK