Showing posts with label lemon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lemon. Show all posts

Thursday, July 10, 2014

Sauteed Pork Tenderloin Medallions with Lemon-Garlic Sauce

Recipe: Sauteed Pork Tenderloin Medallions with Lemon-Garlic Sauce
Time: 20 minutes
Ease: 2
Taste: 7
Leftover Value: No leftovers!
Down the Drain or Keep in the Strainer: Keep it in the Strainer!

If you are anything like me, you've begun to face the summer refusal towards cooking dinner.  There always seems to come a point during the summer, usually after we've had a straight week of almost 100-degree days (oh wait, that was the start of summer until now), that something within me rebels against the notion of cooking dinner.  The thought of standing closer than ten feet to a hot stove makes me want to gag and so I revolt and refuse to cook anything more complicated than a half hour of my time.

It hasn't helped that we were spoiled by a trip to Vegas for the first week of summer, and then the second week Hubby was away for business so I barely cooked because it was just me.  This led to an extremely early start to the lack of excitement over cooking dinner.

If you're anything like me, you'll love this following meal because it is a 20-minute meal with hardly any prep and minimal clean up.

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This recipe was one of those ad recipes for 'Pork: Be Inspired'.  I try not to wrinkle my nose too quickly to ad recipes because occasionally there are some winners.  

However, there are many, many losers.

I put off making this recipe for a while because of that reason.  I ended up making it on a night that I didn't realize Hubby was already headed home from work and I was slowly turning into my alter-ego: 'Jessica B' who has blood shot eyes, frizzy hair, a growl in her stomach, and the inability to perceive right from wrong.

So I was sure this recipe was going to stink and that it would be 9:00 pm before Jessica B disappeared and I was make to my normal self.

I only had pork chops on hand, rather than a pork tenderloin as the recipe calls for, but I made it work.  I sliced my pork chops into strips, seasoned them, then browned them in the skillet.

The sauce that follows is ridiculously easy and so delicious.  If only everyday life could be as simple and satisfying as white wine, chicken broth, garlic, and lemons. 

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I served mine with egg noodles and broccoli and I highly recommend that you do too.  The lemony garlic sauce poured over the noodles is addicting. 

Monday, July 1, 2013

Gram's Magazine, Mom's Asparagus, and My Empty Fridge

Recipe: Brown Butter Tortellini with Toasted Garlic and Asparagus
Source: Woman's Day Magazine
http://www.womansday.com/recipefinder/brown-butter-tortellini-toasted-garlic-asparagus-recipe-wdy0513
Time: 25 minutes
Ease: 3
Taste: 8
Leftover Value: No leftovers, but I would imagine they are fabulous.  Perhaps even try them cold?
Down the Drain or Keep in the Strainer: Keep it in the Strainer (said Hubby!)

Every month, my grandmother saves her Woman's Day Magazine for me.  She started this after she realized there were occasional contests held, starting with a random one which involved writing.  She said to me, "The clothing in there (the magazine) is corny, but you should enter the contests!  And they have yummy recipes in there too."

I am a magazine fiend, so it didn't take much convincing.  I have, sadly, had to give up some of my subscriptions because I just didn't have the time to get to them each month.  Whenever I do get the chance to veg out and leaf through magazines filled with recipes, house decorating tips, clothing combinations, and organizational strategies, I'm in heaven.

Last summer, in Woman's Day Magazine I found a fun ice cream recipe that doesn't require an ice cream maker.  That's a bonus for me.  Go here to read about it.

I hadn't tried any real food recipes until recently.  I do this thing where I tear out the recipes from magazines that I'm interested in.  I then let them pile up and either decide I don't really want to make them or I file them in my magazine recipe binder where they sit for a little longer before getting made.  Or thrown away.  It totally depends on my mood and my connection to the picture in the recipe.

My little brother, Jonathan, was over for dinner last Monday.  After flipping through my recipe binder, he found "Brown Butter Tortellini with Toasted Garlic and Asparagus", pointed to it, and gave the affirmative that he wanted to have that for dinner.  I found it to be a bit of a strange choice for him considering he hardly eats veggies, and the picture was chock full of the green of asparagus.

His mind was made up, so that was the recipe we would make.

What I liked about this recipe was that it had a short list of ingredients which did not involve an absurd amount of prepping.

What I did not like what that said ingredients were not items I currently had on hand.

After how easy and delicious this recipe was, I am definitely going to stock up on tortellini.  Hubby is a picky man when it comes to cheese filled noodles.  He does not like cheese raviolis, he does not like manicotti, he does not like stuffed shells.  You can see another reason why I hesitated in making this recipe.

His problem is ricotta.  He does not like ricotta.  He also does not like cottage cheese.

That makes me sad.

When we decided to have tortellini, I noted that they had ricotta in them, but decided Hubby would have to just live with it.


The good news is, I think he liked this recipe even more than I did.  I'm sure I have not brought him to the side of loving ricotta, but at least it is a start.


The next ingredient was lemon.  Note: I did have lemons in my fridge, but they were growing hair and other accessories so I decided to purchase a fresh one.

While the water for the tortellini is boiling, the lemon needs to be stripped of it's zest, then sliced thin.


This is fairly easy.  Once you've stripped the lemon almost bare, chop up the remainder and throw it into a cold pitcher of water.

Only if you're into that kind of thing.


Lay the lemon strips to the side and pull out the next two ingredients: asparagus and garlic.


Ah, both of these items should always be on hand in my house.  Sadly, that was not the case.  I'm thinking I have been slacking on grocery shopping.  Shhhh....don't tell Hubby.


I sliced the asparagus up into thirds.  Now, if you're one of those people that wrinkle your nose up to asparagus, don't knock it unless you've tried it.

I fell in love with asparagus completely by accident.  I was twelve and my mom and I were out on a mother-daughter-date in Princeton.  The weather was obnoxiously hot.  We had just been walking around the Institute for Advanced Study where my mom had once worked as a secretary.  It was time to eat, and we ran into the first restaurant we saw without thinking twice about what it looked like on the outside.

Our t-shirts and shorts were clearly too simple for this place.  The waiter came over straight backed, prim and propered up, and handed us our very short menus.  The only thing we cared about was the water on our table.  After we had completely emptied our water glasses we began looking over the menu.  There were only five or six items listed, and they were all a mixture of French and English.  I peeked over my menu at my mom, wondering if we were going to stay.  The prices were much higher than we'd ever, ever, spent on a mother-daughter-date.

"What do you want?" she asked.

"Well, the only thing I see here that I like is filet minon," I said with hesitation.  "But, I mean, it costs a lot.  Do you think we should leave?"

My ever classy mom said no, that we were going to stick it out here, so long as there was something on the menu I'd eat.

"What does asparagus taste like?" I asked looking at the side that came with my over priced steak.

"Grass," she answered.

While that still today is my mother's (and most other people's) opinion of asparagus, that day I found a vegetable that I actually loved.


Melt some butter in a skillet.


Toss in your delicious, non-grassy asparagus.


Chop up two cloves of garlic and add it to the skillet.


Sprinkle in a little salt...


and pepper.


After the asparagus and garlic have cooked in the butter for a few minutes, add the lemon zest.


If you've timed your tortellini properly, they should be done boiling about now and be ready to add to the skillet.  If you're an over achiever like me, they have probably been done for about five minutes.  I just ran a little cold water over them to keep them from sticking and let them wait it out in the sink.


Here is an ingredient I didn't have fresh on hand or even in my spice rack.  In fact, I don't think I've ever even seen it before.

Tarragon.

FYI: It smells a lot like black licorice.

FYI: I'm not a fan of black licorice.


Add the tarragon to the skillet.


Then top it off with some fresh Parmesan (finally, something I already had in my fridge!).

At this point, I just let the skillet sit on the stove top for a few extra minutes with the heat on low to melt the cheese.  Then I tossed it around a little before serving.


Here's how yummy this side was, I made it for Jonathan and Hubby on Monday.  Then, I made it again on Wednesday.

The only complaint Hubby had was that there was a little too much lemon flavor.  But if you're into that, like I am, you can just ignore comments like that.

 

Saturday, January 12, 2013

The Bottom of the Champagne Bottle

Recipe: Cornish Game Hens with Garlic and Rosemary
Source: http://allrecipes.com/recipe/cornish-game-hens-with-garlic-and-rosemary/
Time: 1 and 1/2 hours
Ease: 3
Taste: 4
Leftover Value: No Leftovers!
Down the Drain or Keep in the Strainer: Down the Drain!


Sometime before Christmas, and of course you realize I say 'sometime' because said time could be as far back as Halloween, my hubby said he'd like me to make Cornish Hens 'sometime' for dinner.  After purchasing the hens, tossing them in the freezer, and completely forgetting about them they came back to memory when I still had leftover champagne that I wanted to serve a greater purpose in its lifetime.

Instead of shopping around for good recipes involving Cornish hens and champagne, I went for the first one I found.  Although it was mostly ease of finding the recipe that really made me use it, another thing that drew me to it was the fact that I had most of the ingredients already on hand.  



Two out of these three ingredients I love.  One of these I hate.

Let's see....

Olive oil is a necessary part of life.  No discussion needed.

When lemon is squeezed in a free glass of water at a restaurant it saves you the obnoxious $2-$5 charge for a soft drink.  It's also a nice flavor to mix with Italian seasonings and spread over chicken (more on that later). It could possibly even be included in the essentials of life with olive oil.  I'll get back to you on that after proper consideration.

That leaves rosemary.  I have never, ever been a fan.  I'm sure this is due to my first encounter with it.  I had ordered a delicious sounding pesto chicken sandwich at a restaurant that I love.  As I bit into the sandwich, I landed on a stick like object and was flooded with an overpowering taste that will haunt me to the end of my days.  

I soon discovered that a sprig of rosemary had been placed in the sandwich (As extra flavor?  As a garnish?  I'm not sure...) and the eater was supposed to foresee this and remove it before eating. 

That is, unless people actually eat rosemary springs whole.  

I really hope that is not the case.

After finally removing the spring, I tried to enjoy the rest of the sandwich, yet the flavor of rosemary remained strong throughout.  I had to order some chocolate cake to console myself.  



With that all said, you may wonder why I chose a recipe using rosemary.  I thought that it might be time to make friends with rosemary again, especially since it seems that in my dislike of rosemary I am the minority.

And...the recipe said to stuff the lemon and rosemary inside of the hens.  For some reason, that seemed like a step bound to make the hens taste delicious.



The recipe also included garlic, which I figured would make up for the rosemary.  

Of course, I forgot to put in the pan until the hens had already roasted about 20 minutes and it was time to pour the champagne on top.  



My hope was that the hens would emerge from the oven resembling and tasting like miniature Thanksgiving turkeys.  I hoped the meat would peel off the bone and I would sink my teeth into a juicy piece and instantly be sitting at my parents' kitchen table on the fourth Thursday of November. 

It didn't happen.

And I was mightily disappointed.

In all fairness, it wasn't a horrible meal.  It just did not meet my expectations.  The hens could have gone a little longer so that the skin could crisp more.

The good thing was that rosemary treated me well and didn't overpower what flavor the meat did give off.  I'll more than likely give it and Cornish hens one more try in my kitchen.