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Sweet Cornbread

Sunday, October 3rd, 2010

A Corny Treat



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In answer to a request by reader, Marcie, here is my recipe for cornbread that I have used for years and years. I love it because it has just a tad bit of “sweet” to it, it is firm and is just tasty. The trick to it, though, is the pan I use. You can find these pans at hardware stores, Bass Pro Shop and I have even seen them at Walmart. A new skillet must be “seasoned” before use – wiped with a thick coat of cooking oil and baked upside down on a cookie sheet in a 350º preheated oven for 1 hour. This should be repeated often after cooking, until the surface becomes nonstick. If you want to go the “authentic” route, you can look in antique stores. I have two of these cornbread pans. One was my grandmother’s and the other was found at a junk shop.


These cast iron skillets have dividers to make 8 pieces of cornbread. The secret to baking amazing cornbread in them is to put shortening in the bottom of each section and to place the pan in a 450º oven to melt the shortening. Have the cornbread batter ready when the skillet is removed from the oven and then pour the battle into the piping hot pan to fill each section 1/2 to 2/3 full. The batter will sizzle and bubble. Of course, you can do this same process with a regular cast iron skillet, and then slice your bread yourself. Melted shortening in the cast iron skillet also helps to keep it seasoned for the next batch. To wash the pan, just wipe out with a paper towel or damp cloth and let air dry.

Cornbread Recipe
1 cup all purpose flour or pastry flour
1 cup plain white or yellow corn meal (not the mix)
4 tsp. baking powder
1 tsp salt
1/4 cup sugar or honey
2 eggs
1/4 cup shortening or butter
1 cup milk
Directions
In a bowl, add flour, corn meal, baking powder, salt and sugar (if using honey add in with milk and eggs) and cut in shortening or butter with a pastry blender or two knives. Make a well in the center. In a separate bowl, whisk together milk and eggs and honey if using instead of sugar. Add the mixture to the dry ingredients and mix with a large spoon until a batter is formed. Lumps are no problem. Immediately pour batter into hot iron skillet and bake in a 450º oven for 15-20 minutes or until golden brown. Do not add the liquid ingredients to your mix until you are able to immediately put the batter in the pan. The baking powder starts acting immediately on the addition of the liquids. Lift out sectioned pieces with a knife or, if using a plain cast iron skillet, invert onto a rack and then onto a plate and allow to cool before slicing. Serve warm or cold.


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Batter is the thickness of pancake batter





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A divided cast iron skillet makes the best cornbread!



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Get out the butter and jam and dig in! Goes great with the soup in the last post!






Happy Cooking! MB



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Beef Vegetable Soup

Wednesday, September 1st, 2010







Soup’s On!!



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No, I am not going to give you a recipe for scorpion soup. Is there such a thing? Could be. It would make sense. I mean, just think about it. Who was the first person who dragged a lobster out of the sea and said, “Wow. I bet this thing would be good with drawn butter!!” For every thing that is edible, there is someone who considers it a delicacy. But no, today I will not give you such a recipe.


In Oklahoma, we do have scorpions. They scitter across the floor, clawed appendages extended like a mini forklift, making a clacking sound that just gives you the creeps. Seeing them is a good thing. Not seeing them results in pain that could not be reproduced if a 2000 lb wrecking ball was dropped on your foot. If one of these things gets into your clothes overnight, putting on a pair of pants the next morning can leave sting after sting as the awful critter wages fierce battle with your thigh. You hop around the room, screaming, swatting your pants and crashing to the floor as you struggle to get out of the offending garment. There is no good thing about a scorpion. Yes, God put them on this earth for a reason, but I will wait until I am before Him to ascertain that purpose. Until then, the only good scorpion is a dead scorpion.


I am certain that it is an interesting study into the macho masculine psyche of the average American male when it comes to crawly things. The most manly of our species is reduced to hopping from one tip-toe to the other when startled by a spider, snake, centipede or scorpion, while emitting high-pitched squeaks and other manner of unidentifiable sounds. Such was the case with my macho man as he spotted the first scorpion of the season creeping from under the stove and attempting to navigate the kitchen floor. I heard my name called in a higher than normal squeal, a command to appear and I arrived in time to find my husband hopping up and down, splayfooted (shoes of course) on the flattened remains of the struggling scorpion. Now, I might add in all fairness, that I can’t make too much fun of the opposite sex, since I and others of my ilk have been known to reach even higher decibels of screeching at the sign of a mouse, or in my case, a flying bat, in the house.


Oddly enough, the first sign of a scorpion in our home has turned into a ritual of planning for us because we have noticed, over the past many years, that with the appearance of the first brave critter, cooler weather is soon to follow exactly three weeks later. No joke. It was this year, however, that I decided to test our observation and theory most scientifically. As soon as the prehistoric-looking and dead, yucky bug was deposited in the yard for disposal, I grabbed the calendar and counted twenty-one days forward to August 24. I wrote on the calendar “Cool Weather??” With that bit of scientific notation accomplished, I promptly forgot about my experiment and continued to survive the 100++ degree heat that we had been experiencing much of the summer. Of course, you might think that I was seeking something on which to hang my hopes of some kind of relief from the dry inferno that is August in Oklahoma, however, would you blame me?


Last week, we of Central Oklahoma woke up to a day of normal heat, but joyfully watched as a front moved into the area around noon, dumping rain and 80 degree temps. I was ecstatic and noted that the forecast showed ever cooler nights with daytime temperatures ranging from the 80’s to mid 90’s ahead. The heatwave of Summer had broken. I flipped open my calendar, as I remembered my note, and checked the date on which I had scrawled my question. August 24th. And what was the day’s date? August 24th!! I am calling my discovery “The Scorpio Buggus Phenomenom” and I am hoping to win a Nobel prize in science for my diligent research. I need someone to nominate me. Hint. Hint. You can include in your nomination my theory as postulated thusly: “The season change from Summer to Fall is dependent solely on the appearance of Scorpiones Paruroctonus and occurs exactly 21 days from a first sighting. Summer cannot change to Fall without the sighting of these tiny arachnids.” I am expecting a government grant. I figure that this is much more critical to the issue of global climate change than the mating habits of the humpback whale.


Biology and Physics aside, the snappy feeling of Fall is in the air. Sights and sounds predict state fairs, pumpkin patches and a winter not too far away. It puts me in the soup mood and I have been canning my share. There is nothing more wonderful than opening your own jar of homemade soup, on a cold evening, to be enjoyed with cornbread or fresh homemade bread. If winter is a beast and ice storms steal your electricity, you can pop open a jar of your soup, put it into a pan over the fire, heat it and warm your insides. This is my own version of beef-vegetable soup and is a hearty blend of lean meat and vegetables galore!! It is easy to make and easy to can.

Beef Vegetable Soup

3 lbs meat
1 cup onions
1 cup celery
2 cups diced potatoes
2 cups corn
2 cups peas, canned or frozen
2 cups green beans
pepper to taste

2 cans ranch style beans
1 can whole or chopped tomatoes
12 cups water
10 tsp. or 10 cubes of beef bouillon
1 tbsp minced garlic (or more if desired)
2 cups diced carrots
1/2 cup pearled barley
1/2 tsp thyme


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I use a nice, lean, rump roast and cut it into little cubes


ImageHost.org Brown the meat in two tbsp. of olive oil in a large stew pot. Add onions and cook.

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Add chopped carrots, celery and green beans. (Hint: I cheat and chop the carrots and celery in the food processor)


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I like to add new potatoes from the garden. These were harvested in June and have been boxed in a cool, dry place. You can use Russets too.


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Continue cooking meat and veggies together. Add garlic and thyme.
YUM YUM!

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Add tomatoes and stir


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Add water, bouillon and pepper and let simmer for an hour. Add barley and simmer for 30 minutes longer.

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Ladel into warm, sterilized jars to 1/2″ head space.


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Pressure according to canner directions at 10 lbs for 70 minutes.


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Remove jars from canner and allow to cool. Listen for popping of the lids as they seal. Lids should be flat across the surface with no bulge in the center.




You can add anything else you like to this soup.
The sky is the limit – well, that is, except for scorpions.



Happy Cooking!!~~~~MB



Making Granola

Sunday, June 6th, 2010


Grain Ain’t Just For

Horses, You Know



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My Gelding, Buzzard Bait (Real Name: Diamond Nicky)




In my former life, we raised horses. Quarter horses. And I loved them. Mucking out a stall was not so bad for me because it meant that riding came next. Rounding up our sheep on horseback was a daily joy. I can’t remember when I decided that horses were God’s greatest creatures ever given to man, but I know that I was really little. At 5 years old, I would feed grass to the two aging mares across the road from our house and dream of the day when I could have one all my own.


There was the time, in the fifth grade when I decided that I would have a horse all of my own. Of course, we lived in the city and though our yard was large, it wasn’t that large. However, I determined that I could make it work and so I began the tedious process of begging my parents to death. I cried. I begged. I searched the newspapers and came up with arguments “pro Ol’ Dobbins” that I was sure could not be dismissed. I thought that the labor-saving, non-machinery, grass-cutting qualities of the equine mammal had to be of some great benefit. I knew how to argue the environment early. Eventually, I decided that if I produced the money myself, there could be no argument. The result: A table at the street curb with broken toys, tiny multicolored ‘ratfinks’, and troll dolls with soft hair, all for sale and advertised by a large sign stating, “Help Kids Buy A Horse.” My sisters assisted in the hope of sharing in ownership. My eloquent pleading and early entrepreneurialship did little to impress my parents and I had to be satisfied with Marguerite Henry and Walter Farley books, along with a suitcase full of Breyer model horses with which to pretend.


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It was marriage that brought me my first horse and a beautiful Tennessee farm. Kimmie was ½ Quarter Horse and ½ Thoroughbred so she was pretty tall – 16 hands – but she was gentle as a kitten and she was my pal . My one mare, eventually turned into over a half a dozen mares and geldings and one stud.


Feeding time was an experience of sounds and smells. Opening the trashcan of sweet feed drew my face down to drink in the aroma as fast as it attracted the flies. Oat grains slathered in molasses rattled into the measuring can and poured like tiny pebbles into the feed buckets with the most pleasant of “whooshing” sounds. As the grain was placed in each stall, muzzles pushing me away to bury deep into dinner, the steady, crunching of satisfied mouths made that feed sound like something I wanted to dig into as well! I must confess that I did so on many occasions – chewing on a little sweetened grain as I went about my work. I was eating granola before it was the world’s newest, healthy snack! Never mind that there were probably all kinds of horse vitamins in there. I never started counting with my foot and so I couldn’t have been too damaged. But as I said, that was in my other life.


So, as I make my granola these days, those sounds and smells come back as peaceful memories. Honey, instead of molasses, oats, nuts and fruits are all baked to a crunchy cereal that makes the same ‘whooshing’ sound as it is poured from its container. I wonder if some Swiss farmer just took some horse feed one day, mashed it and baked it and said, “Yah. Dis is goot! I tink I’ll call dis ‘granola’!” (translated from the Swedish)


I have to interject here that I have splurged and gone one step further in seeing what else I can add to my daily work routine. I purchased a Marga oat flaker and a bucket of oat groats from Debbie Barton at Sonrise Whole Grains, so that I can hover around the hot cereal isle in the grocery store and sidle up to strangers to whisper with authority, “I roll my own oats” and so that they can respond, “So what?” The flaker really is pretty cool to play with! It is neat to watch those tiny grains get mashed flat as you turn the handle to the rollers. It’s kind of mesmerizing. Oatmeal takes on a whole new flavor and consistency and this “I hate oatmeal” girl has turned into a “Let’s have oatmeal again for breakfast because I hear it lowers cholesterol” kind of addict. The hot oatmeal is nutty and chewy, not the usual bowl of gluey gruel fit for the movie “Oliver”. And so, fight as I might, I am being dragged into healthy eating through the seductive temptations of new kitchen gadgets. They’re so shiny and pretty!! Who can resist?


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The oats comes in 45 lb buckets. Rolling is a cinch.



With that confession, I’ll end with a recipe for granola that my cousin contributed to our Then and Now Cookbook, a compilation of our family recipes (thanks Beth!). You can find the cookbook at the online store under the shop tab. I will put her recipe on one side and then on the other side, I’ll put what I have changed to suit my husband’s “I have a sweet tooth the size of a golf ball” taste buds. Either way, it is great and is what I use on the yogurt parfaits in the previous post. Enjoy the granola, and as you savor its crunch, you could retreat to the fantasy of youth and pretend that you are a horse masticating its sweet feed. However, be aware that it would mean you’re kind of weird!



Homemade Granola



Beth’s Recipe:


1 box of rolled oats (1 lb 2 oz)
1/2 cup sunflower seeds
1/2 cup sliced almonds
1/2 cup honey
1/2 cup vegetable oil
1 tsp cinnamon
1/2 cup raisins

My Changes and Additions
1 box rolled oats (1 lb 2oz)
1/2 cup sunflower seeds
1/2 cup sliced almonds
1/2 cup chopped pecans
3/4 cups honey
1/2 cup vegetable oil
1 tsp cinnamon
1/2 cup dried/sweetened cranberries


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The recipe instructs to combine oats and nuts in a long, shallow baking dish, but I found that mixing it in a large bowl worked better for me. It is much easier to mix in the oil and honey.


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Heat the oil and honey; then add cinnamon. Pour over oat and nut mixture. Mix well, so all oats are moistened.


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Spread on a cookie sheet with a lip. Bake at 300º about 30 minutes.


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Immediately add the raisins or cranberries and store in a covered container in the frig.


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Happy Cooking!!

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Strawberry Yogurt Parfaits

Friday, May 21st, 2010





A Quick Treat For Breakfast,

Brunch and Light Dessert



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The sun is shining and the Oklahoma Pastry Cloth™ Company’s world is absolutely gorgeous. This morning’s haul of strawberries completed one of my favorite breakfast treats – strawberry-yogurt parfaits. They are gorgeous for light desserts and brunch when entertaining.


We have had a bumper crop of strawberries this year and it is so fun to find the red fruits peeping from under their green canopies like ruby gems hidden from would be thieves – slugs, turtles and birds. These lucious fruits have been plump and juicy; the products of an unusually cool Spring.
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Of course, what comes with a great crop of strawberries is strawberry shortcake, strawberry smoothies, strawberry topped cheesecake and strawberry muffins with homemade strawberry jam. Freezing and drying strawberries also gives the opportunity to enjoy these treats in the winter too.


And then, there is the strawberry-yogurt parfait. Ours are made with homemade yogurt, homemade granola and freshpicked strawberries. You can do any variation that you like, but I thought that I would explain how I put ours together and I suppose I should throw in how to make yogurt too!


For the parfaits, I use ice cream cups that you can get cheaply at any discount store, including Walmart and Dollar Tree. For each cup, I layer a total of 1/2 cup of sweetened strawberries and 1/2 cup of yogurt. Crumbled granola goes on top. If you don’t make homemade granola, the Nature’s Valley granola bar works great when broken in the package and then sprinkled on top. You can garnish with a strawberry, mint leaves or anything else your creative mind can concoct.
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Yogurt is very simple to make. I use a Salton Yogurt maker that I’ve had for years. You can find them online and I know that there are always some on ebay. Mine is the Cosmopolitan style and holds five 8 oz jars. However, if you do not have access to a yogurt maker, you can use your oven just as easily. You will need an oven thermometer to double-check your oven temp. You will also need a candy/jelly thermometer to place in the milk as you heat it and cool it. The following are the ingredients to gather together:



4 cups of milk (I use skim for nonfat yogurt)
1/2 cup instant nonfat milk
3 tablespoons plain, unsweetened yogurt
vanilla
sweetener like sugar, splenda or stevia
5 – 8 oz jelly jars used for canning
5 rings and lids





Place the jelly jars onto a cookie sheet. Preheat oven to 110º. You can test the temperature with an oven thermometer. Place the milk and powdered milk into a saucepan and whisk until powdered milk is well dissolved. Continue stirring as you heat the milk to 180º. Do not bring the milk to a boil because you are just scalding it. At this point, some people cool the milk down quickly in a pan of ice water but I just let mine cool slowly until it reaches 110º. When the milk has cooled sufficiently, you can add sweetener and vanilla to your taste, or if you would like to have a variety of flavored and unflavored jars, you can add 1 tbsp sugar, 1/2 tbsp splenda or 1/4 tsp stevia to each of the jars that you wish to sweeten, and then put 1/4 tsp of vanilla as well. You will stir these once you put the milk into them.


Back to the milk…it has now cooled to 110º. In a glass jar or cup, place 3 tbsp yogurt and pour in about 1/3 cup of the warm milk. Stir with a plastic spoon until nice and smooth. There may be some small lumps. Pour this back into the pot of warmed milk and stir to incorporate throughout. Now you can pour the milk into each of the jelly jars. Place a lid and a ring over each jar and tighten. You can reuse the rings and lids for each new batch of yogurt, because you are not sealing the jars, just protecting them from contamination. Place the cookie sheet supporting the jars into the oven and leave overnight or for 8-10 hours for tasty and tangy yogurt. Remove from the oven and place in the refrigerator.
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I really love strawberry season and this one has been a dandy!
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I even puree strawberry jam with cream cheese for bagels!
Happy Cooking!!

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Okie Quiche

Friday, May 7th, 2010


Real Men Eat Egg Pie


~~A recipe follows~~

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I have a certain soft spot in my heart for the French language. I took five years of French in school and feel sure that after all of this indepth study, I might be able to find the train station – la gare, a bathroom – salle de bains, flatter any waiter as “my little cabbage” – mon petite chou and wage war – la guerre, if ever I make it to that city of cities; Paris. I can read signs fairly efficiently, however, reading and speaking are two different things. I may be able to decifer words on a sign, but when speaking off-the-cuff, I eventually descend into a mixture of English and French with a voice growing ever louder as if the object of my discourse is deaf. Most Americans assume that if one does not understand English, the only problem is that the English is not being pronounced slowly or loudly enough.

One of my most memorable excursions into the world of translation occurred when I was in high school and I had finished my third year of this Romance language. We were visiting the Quebec Province of Canada, in a little town where nobody spoke English. Now, if you are honest with yourself about this know-it-all age of 14-18, you will admit that you thought yourself far superior to any adult with a college education and/or work experience. You were in high school and what you were learning was new and different and more advanced than anything adults could have possibly gotten when they were in school! I could regurgitate French phrases to a teacher, and noone else in my family could! Therefore, I was special. I was the authority when it came to coping with menus and the poulet, the bœuf and the jambon. It was with this air of superiority that I announced to my mother, who was anxious about all of our dirty clothes, that I would speak with the motel clerk and get directions to a laundramat.

I want to add here that I distinctly remember the price that we paid for our rooms. We had gotten three motel rooms in this tiny town, to accommodate my father and mother and then two each of us four girls in each room. The grand total of the bill for one night was $18. Even then, in the early ‘70’s, that was pretty incredible. It must have been, to have made such an impression on me. Anyway, I left our suite of rooms to traipse across the lawn to the motel office, little sister in tow. I had already looked in my English to French dictionary to make sure that I knew the word for “laundry”. Since there was no word for “laundramat” I decided that laundry – blanchisserie – was the next best thing. I entered the office and spoke to the nice lady behind the counter. My little sister looked up at me adoringly. I gathered all 5’4” of my high school ignorance and said, in perfect pronunciation – I must say – “Où est une blanchisserie?”

The young woman looked at me quizzically. She said, “Blanchisserie?” I said, “Oui.” My little sister was all the more impressed. We were having a conversation! The woman studied for a moment and then said, “Ahhh!! Oui!” and disappeared into the back room. The next thing we knew, she was bringing me a tall stack of extra towels and sheets with the definitive statement, “Blanchisserie!” I grimmaced and said, “Non. Non. Blanchisserie!” and fell into my best pantomime of washing clothes on a washboard. An air guitar expert had nothing on me. I washed the pretend clothes, wrung the pretend clothes and then hung them on a pretend line. The woman watched my antics with a frown, trying to discern the French words that I was spelling out in theatrics. “Ahhhhhhhh!” she finally said, with the joy of having figured out the answer to a game show question. “Une laundramat!” She drew me a map and I sheepishly took it to my mother and father. I couldn’t gloss over the incident and pretend that I had intelligently conversed with a native so fluently as to have obtained the directions we needed. There were two young eyes who witnessed the whole thing. The good Lord knows how to take us down a knotch.

So, it was with a continuation of that lesson learning, that I have discovered in my research that one of my favorite dishes, Quiche, did not originate in France. All of these years, I have taught my children that Quiche was created in the Alsace-Lorraine region of France, although it could be argued that it is logical that it was named after some Lorraine lady who love to eat it. Not so, mon frère! How will I ever be the brilliant authority figure in my progeny’s lives again? According to foodreference.com, Quiche originated in Germany. I bet you didn’t know or care that the Alsace-Lorraine was actually part of Germany until the late 1500’s! That is one of those things that we all should know. At that time, the area was known as Lothringen. The word ‘quiche’ is based on the German word for an open pie filled with an egg/cream custard and smoked bacon, ‘Kuchen’. The crust of this pie was made from bread dough. The French changed it to a pie crust, added cheese and onions and voila, came up with Quiche Lorraine. It didn’t become popular here in America until the 1950’s, after WWII, when eggs were no longer $1000 a dozen.

With that enthralling bit of information under your belt, you’ll find my recipe for Quiche below. For the base, I use my pie crust recipe that you can also find on the blog. Quiche is great for any meal – breakfast, lunch or dinner – and is fast and easy. You can even make it the night before, leave it in the frig and bake it the next morning.

Now that you know the real history behind this tasty dish, we can no longer say that real men don’t eat Quiche. All men eat eggs and all men love pies, therefore, all men eat egg pies. See? I learned deductive reasoning in high school too!


OKIE QUICHE
That Won’t Clog Your Arteries

Pie crust
6 whole large eggs
2 egg whites from large eggs
3 tbsp flour
1/2 tsp sea salt
pepper to taste
4 spears asparagus in 1/2″ pieces
1 cup spinach leaves chopped (optional)
4 baby carrots sliced thin
3 mushrooms thinly sliced
1/4 cup diced onion
1/4 cup Hormel bacon bits
or 4 slices cooked bacon
4 slices Swiss cheese
1 1/2 cup skim milk

Note: If you want a creamy, amazing Quiche, you can use half and half instead of milk or 1 cup half and half + 1/2 cup heavy cream. However, don’t blame me if your doctor puts you on life support.

Make pie crust according to directions and roll out into a circle. For ease in transfer to a quiche pan or pie pan, fold the crust in half and then in fourths.




Place the folded dough into the quiche pan or pie pan and open to a half circle. Open the rest of the dough to fill the pan. Press and shape to completely bring the dough up the sides and onto the lip.

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Cut dough flush with the edge of the quiche pan. Flute the dough by using the thumb and first finger as a crevice in which to push the dough with the blunt end of a knife. Pinch as you push the knife into the dough.


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In a deep bowl, scramble the eggs with the 3 tbsp of flour. Whip egg whites until stiff and fold into the eggs. Add salt, pepper and milk or cream and stir.


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Chop vegetables



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Place all of the vegetables into the pie shell and sprinkle with Hormel Crumbled Bacon or lay strips of bacon or ham across the veggies. Carefully pour half of the egg mixture over filling.

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Place slices of cheese to cover the surface and pour the rest of the egg mixture over the cheese. Dot with a few pats of butter.

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Bake in a preheated 375º oven for 35 minutes or until set, puffy and golden brown. Allow to cool slightly.



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Slice and serve with fruit or salad. Pictured here, the quiche is served with strawberries and vanilla yogurt.



Salmon En Croûte

Friday, March 5th, 2010


Fish, Cows and Things

That Go Bump In The

Night



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Though I was originally born in Oklahoma, I have lived in a number of different parts of the country, whether full time or just for summers, and have enjoyed the particular regional foods that always stand out. In Maine, it was lobster and clams, in Maryland it was crab and crabcakes, in Kansas it was Prairie Chicken and Pheasant, in Texas it was bar-b-que shredded from half a steer baked in a pit, and in Tennessee it was grits, greens, country ham, spoonbread and fried okra.


I also had the privilege of growing up with students from other countries in my home and so that really broadened my epicurean horizons. Japanese, Italian, Jordanian, Moroccan – if they made it, we tried it. I remember one dish in particular, created for us by a young, Jordanian man, that fascinated my sixth grade, just emerging, artistic appreciation. It was a molded pile of rice, shaped like a volcano that had blown its top, and sided with sauteed slices of eggplant strategically pressed into the mount to produce decorative, purple-ringed circles. I have no memory of how it tasted, but it sure looked neat to me!


The one thing that I have found to be true, no matter where I’ve been, is that in every part of the country, the people love to eat! Put a steak in front of a Texan and “whoa doggie.” Shoot, in Amarillo you can get a 72 oz slab of steer and, if you can eat it all, you get to attempt to choke down another one! It’s free don’t you know? Right here in Oklahoma, not to be outdone by our neighbors south of the Red River, we boast of the steakhouse of historical steakhouses, Cattlemen’s Steakhouse. And so, yes, we Oklahomans are no different from the rest of the country. We like our food.


Unfortunately, there are those outside of this state who actually think that steak and potatoes are the only things that we do eat in Oklahoma. Well…that and Bubba’s 6 point buck, shot in the Fall for when the beef runs out. The truth is, however, that we Okies are pretty high-fallootin’ when it comes to our vittles. In Oklahoma City, Ingrid’s Kitchen is one of our many incredible and authentic German restaurants that also tantalizes its patrons with pastries that can only be classified as “an experience”. Then there’s Nonna’s fine European dining where the salads are served sprinkled with flowers grown by Nonna herself – flowers that you can eat right along with the arugula! Of course, I suppose one might argue that this could bring the conversation away from fine dining and back around to the subject of steaks from the lowly steer who also eats flowers. But I digress.


The Skirvin Hilton Hotel has a spread fit for oil barons and presidents and has actually served oil barons and presidents. Better yet, it is also supposed to be haunted!! Just ask the New York Knicks. They swear that they lost their game to the Oklahoma City Thunder because they were so scared of the ghosts that they couldn’t sleep. Sounds plausible to me. I’d say that an Okie ghost would have a great time scaring the daylights out of a New Yorker!


Therefore, at the prodding of my doctor who wants the recipe ( did you know that Alaskan Salmon has less mercury than Atlantic salmon?) I decided to bypass the usual “homey” fare of downhome cookin’ to post one of my more hoity-toity recipes. I came up with this one after having tried something kind of similar at a lovely restaurant that is no longer in business – I promise they didn’t go out of business because of the food – and on a day when I had an unlikely combination of ingredients that needed using. It is really good, if I do say so myself, and no matter where you live, it’s good for you too! My Okie doctor says so! Hope you enjoy!



Salmon En Croûte


6 sheets Phyllo dough (also spelled Fillo and Fyllo on packages)
2 (4oz) Alaskan salmon filets
6 small, fresh mushrooms
1 tbsp finely chopped onion
4 cloves garlic, finely chopped or pressed
1 tbsp olive oil or butter
Fresh baby spinach leaves


Remoulade Sauce

2 Tbsp mayonnaise (can use fat-free)
1/8 tsp paprika
1/2 tsp Worcestershire Sauce
Pinch of celery seed
1 tsp finely chopped onion
1/8 tsp lemon juice
2 tsp ketchup
1 tsp Grey Poupon mustard
1/2 tsp horseradish
Mix ingredients together with a spoon and set aside


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Slice and chop mushrooms and onion

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Press or chop garlic

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Sauté mushrooms, onion and garlic and a pinch of salt in 1 tbsp olive oil until liquid is boiled out. Set aside. This is my favorite sauté pan. It is very old and very worn, but I love it.

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Unroll a package of Phyllo dough, and cover with a wet paper towel to keep from drying out. Separate three sheets and brush between the sheets with olive oil. You can use the spray olive oil if you prefer.

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Place salmon fillet about three inches from the outside edge of the short end of the dough. Using kitchen scissors, cut the dough to three inches on the opposite side. Sprinkle fish with a pinch of salt and pepper.

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Place 1/2 mushroom mix on top of the salmon.

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Fold the long sides of the Phyllo dough over the fish. Brush olive oil on the remaining ends of the dough so that they will fold and stay attached to the rest of the dough.

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Turn pockets seam side down and place on a cookie sheet lined with parchment paper. Using remaining dough, wad up into a “flower” and place on top of the Phyllo envelopes as decoration. Drizzle or spray a little olive oil on the flowers to help slow their cooking. Place in preheated 350º oven and bake for approximately 30 minutes or until golden brown.

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Place spinach leaves as a bed on serving plate and top with piping hot salmon pocket. Serve immediately with a dollop of Remoulade Sauce on top of the flower. The spinach leaves will wilt to warm and crunchy. Here, I’ve added a slice of fresh pineapple with a strawberry and steamed asparagus.

This serves two people and can be increased for any number. It’s a great dish for a dinner party because you can make the salmon pockets ahead of time and cover with plastic wrap and refrigerate until ready to bake. Your guests will think that you spent the whole day in the kitchen!! This is one of my hubby’s favorites.

Happy Cooking!!


Homemade Noodles and Noodlin’

Saturday, February 27th, 2010







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♪♪ Come Noodlin’

With Me ♪♪

(Yes, there IS a

recipe in

here somewhere!)




Noodle:
1.noun: dough rolled into thin, flat strips; pasta
2.verb: “to noodle”; a primative method of putting food on the table, specifically catfish, involving a hapless fish, a soaked human, no fishing pole and two brains of equal size. Also known as “grabblin”, “hoggin”, “doggin”, “gravelin’ or “ticklin”.



Ever heard of “noodling”?
From the National Geographic:
“Some people call it the Mount Everest of fishing. But most everyone else describes “noodling” or handfishing, as just plain crazy”


The Oxford English Dictionary defines “noodling” as “a stupid person”. Hmmm. Think about that. The sport with the same name requires walking along a riverbank, in the water – no – sometimes under the water, feeling for a fish in places where beavers, snakes and snapping turtles are just as likely to hide and then putting one’s hand into the fish’s mouth where tender skin is no match for razor-like teeth. I might call that less than brilliant!


While noodling is carried out in most parts of the South, here in Oklahoma, we are proud of those who noodle and we hold up Pauls Valley as the home of the Olympics of noodling – the annual Okie Noodling Tournament. Bob’s Pig Shop is the sponsor, with live entertainment and fried catfish making for a fun festival atmosphere. This year’s gathering of the bold and the brave happens on July 10th.


I grew up with stories about my father’s, my grandfather’s and my great-grandfather’s “noodlin’ ” adventures. My dad shares in his book, Sailing Down the River of Memories, his noodling expertise which was handed down through the generations to him. We are very big on passing on traditions in my family, however, somehow this tradition of risking life and limb and appendages seems to have stopped with my father. Go figure.


On page 17 Dad shares:
“I learned to noodle or to fish with my hands. Now, that was an adventure! I’d go into the water and feel along the bank until I found a hole. Then, I’d slowly reach in to see if there might be a fish. Interestingly enough, by moving slowly and being gentle, you can stroke a fish under water and it won’t swim off. I’d carefully put a finger in the mouth and the thumb in the gill and bring the fish up close to my body. Then I put my other hand on the body of the fish so it couldn’t get away and I’d walk out of the water. The adventure was the chance of getting a turtle or a snake – but I never did. You had to be careful with catfish because the whiskers could stick in your skin and really hurt.”


Dad also tells about his granddad, my great-granddad – Robert Hightower, who taught him how to finesse a catfish.


“One of the largest fish he noodled was a 28-pound catfish on Spring River at Galesburg. [Missouri] Since that was not a legal way of fishing, Bob told everyone he had landed it with a cane pole. His description of the battle was so vivid no one doubted his word, but the scratches on his arms and fingers told another tale. He told son-in-law, Charlie [my granddad], he threaded a cord through the catfish’s mouth and gill and after tying the other end around his arm, he started for the bank. Something startled the fish and it went downstream pulling him with it. He had quite a battle getting to shore and landing the fish. When he put the fish on a 300 lb cake of ice, its head was at one end with the tail hanging over the other end nearly touching the ground.”


Robert Hightower is featured in the Then and Now Cookbook


I hope you enjoy this video that shows that men “ain’t got nuthin’ on us females” when it comes to noodlin’……………






OK, so that same side of my family, in spite of the obvious quirky side passed down through the generations to me, I was handed down another kind of “noodlin'”- the homemade kind. I was raised on Sunday lunch that included either chuck roast cooked to perfection, shredding to moist strips, or chicken equally moist and falling off the bone. Both were accompanied by homemade noodles gently boiled in the broth from the meats. Before we would leave for church, Mom would put the meat, onions and salt and pepper into a dutch oven with water and would leave it to bake slowly while we were gone. When we walked into the house after a morning of worship, the aroma would be so permeating that the saliva glands had an immediate Pavlovian response.


Dad always made the noodles and he did it just as his mother had taught him. His great-aunt Myrtle, Grandmother’s sister, taught Grandmother how to make them and then, my father taught me. Dad can cut those noodles so thin that the result is delicate and tender. He still makes them when we go home and now, the next generation has taken its place as my children are now making the noodles in their homes.


Below is the photo recipe for one of our favorite family traditions. I hope you enjoy them as well. Since I never learned to practice the other “noodlin'”, I’m satisfied with my efforts at the pasta variety. However, if you want to take up the sport, more power to you – and to the fish.


Hightower Noodles




1 cup flour
1 large egg
Approximately 3 tbsp water
6 cups broth – either chicken or beef



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Put flour into a bowl and make a well in the center. Break the egg into the center and scramble. Add enough water to make a sticky dough. My dad always said that Grandmother taught to use a large egg, broken at the small end toward the top and then use the larger end filled with water. However, it is my opinion that chickens must have been larger back in those days and so I use 2-3 egg shell measures of water. (about 3 tbsp)


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Pour the dough out onto a floured Oklahoma Pastry Cloth™ and knead in just enough flour so that it can be handled easily


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Gently flour the outside of the dough and roll it around until it forms a ball


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Divide the dough into 4-6 pieces and roll them into smaller balls.


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Using one dough ball at a time, pat into a circle with your hand.


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Using a rolling pin, roll the circle out to very, very thin, turning frequently and sprinkling with flour to avoid sticking. Always keep plenty of flour on the pastry cloth. Gently lift flattened circles, as they are completed, and place them on a cookie rack or floured surface such as a counter top, cutting board, a second pastry cloth or a tea towel for drying. Allow to dry at least 30 minutes on each side. If the air is moist, it can take longer. Repeat the process on remaining dough balls.



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When the circles of dough are dry, but still very pliable, roll each one into a very loose jelly roll. Before rolling, you can flour the surface lightly to keep from sticking


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With a good, sharp knife, slice noodles thinly and then run fingers through them to loosen, unroll and separate. Be careful not to pinch the dough as you are cutting, just holding it lightly between thumb and finger


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The noodles can sit in the open air while you prepare your broth. Bring broth to a boil. Reduce heat slightly and gently drop noodles in a handful at a time, stirring lightly with a fork. Cook approximately 15 minutes until tender. You can add canned broth if more broth is needed. Serve immediately over meat (baked or boiled chicken or beef) or mashed potatoes or as a side.


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Now that’s the way to use the ol’ noodle!!



Happy Cooking!



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All You Ever Wanted To Know About Valentine’s Day – A Recipe!

Monday, February 1st, 2010






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It is February 1st and aside from the fact that two of my sisters, my husband and two of our presidents’ birthdays are celebrated this month, we do have a holiday coming of all things lovey-dovey – Valentine’s Day.





Now, here in Oklahoma, we consider Valentine’s Day the next best excuse for eating chocolate since the previous excuse comes nearly two months earlier at Christmas and the next one isn’t until the Easter season. After that, it is every man – or woman – for himself in the rationalization department! If you are looking for some unique and exquisite chocolates that have a real story, Google Bedré Chocolates which are owned and produced by the Chickasaw Tribe right here in Oklahoma. They are the only chocolates produced by an American Indian tribe. They are delicious!!





Being a retired home school parent, I know the unwritten law in the unwritten book of home schooling that states, “Make every opportunity the opportunity for a teachable moment.” I shall do so now. Hence, follows all you ever wanted to know about Valentine’s Day:





According to the World Book Encyclopedia – that bright red number copyrighted in 1989 (yes, I still have it on our book shelves) – there are different theories about how Valentine’s Day came to be. Some trace it to an ancient Roman festival called Lupercalia. Others insist that it involves a certain saint in the Christian church and others equate it with an old English belief that birds mate on February 14. The ancient Romans held the festival of Lupercalia on February 15 to ensure protection from wolves. This appears to be an appropriate celebration, today, for most young women who find themselves chased by “wolves” on a continual basis. In Rome, the celebration was marked by young men hitting people with strips of animal hide. Even back then, they recognized that the real wolves walk on two feet! The women took the blows because they thought that getting struck made them more likely to have children. It is my informed opinion that this practice was then passed down to those very children, using switches from a nearby tree and women have been blessing their children with such switches ever since.





The Christian church disputes this origin because it is known that within the Church, there were two saints named Valentine. According to one story, young men were forbidden, under Roman Empire law, to marry because they made better soldiers if they weren’t tied to a family. A priest named Valentine took it upon himself to secretly marry star-crossed lovers who didn’t care a whit about the law and who had all read Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet. Yet another story says that the other Valentine made friends with many children as HE knew the story of the Pied Piper. This made the Romans mad and they imprisoned Valentine (Of course, it is possible that the fact that he refused to worship their gods might have had something to do with this). The children missed him so much that they tossed loving notes, produced by Hallmark Cards, to him through his jail cell window. We have been giving Hallmark Cards on Valentine’s Day ever since.




So there you have the history of Valentine’s Day in an abbreviated form. I am including the recipe for an original, wonderful, simple and fail-safe breakfast treat that you can make for your Valentine or Valentines to start the day off right. Happy Valentine’s Day!!!


Breakfast “Soufflés”

1 whole egg, separated
2 egg whites
1/4 cup Kraft sharp cheddar Easy Cheese in a can (yep!) or any other brand of sharp cheese in a can
2 tbsp shredded asiago cheese
4 small cocktail croissants (about 1 oz each)
1 slice bacon
3 tbsp Hormel Real Crumbled Bacon with Picnic Bacon
1/2 cup skim milk or 1/2 and 1/2 if you want to get dangerous
1 pat butter
1 cup fresh spinach chopped
1/4 tsp onion powder
1/4 tsp salt
2 mini springform pans or medium ramekins


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Place springform pans or ramekins onto a cookie sheet. Slice croissants in half lengthwise. With a rolling pin, roll 5 of the halves flat. In the two springform pans or ramekins that have been sprayed with Pam, press two croissant halves into each bottom, filling any gaps with pieces of the extra half.

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In a blender, put egg yolk, Kraft Easy Cheese, milk, one of the whole croissants, onion powder, and salt and blend until smooth.

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Place egg whites into a bowl and beat with mixer until fluffy and white.

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Add Hormel ham and bacon bits and spinach to whipped egg whites, folding them in gently, without stirring.

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Pour 1/2 mixture into each pan and sprinkle with asiago cheese and place
1/2 of the final croissant half and 1/2 slice of cooked bacon on top with
1/2 pat of butter.

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Bake at 350 degrees for approximately 25-30 minutes until set.

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Add whatever fruits and garnishes you choose to say, “I love you!”


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Whole Wheat Sandwich Bread

Tuesday, December 15th, 2009





“Who Will Help Me



Make The Bread?”



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Christmas is coming and I thought that I would post my favorite bread recipe just in time for the big day. It is an easy recipe and makes the most delicious bread that can be used for everything from warm, buttered slices alongside a plate piled high with casseroles, potatoes, ham and turkey, or for ham or turkey sandwiches, or for French toast early in the morning before presents are tackled. I use this recipe to make hamburger and hot dog buns too. We love this homemade bread so much. And it is good for you too! (how’s that for a ’60’s ad?)


My bread is made with home-ground Prairie Gold, hard, white, Spring wheat, although you can use any flour you like from the store. Sometimes I do use freshly ground, hard, red wheat, but the mild and nutty flavor of the Prairie Gold is just delicious. I grind my wheat on a Lil Ark hand grinder, using stone burrs, that my Mr. Wonderful converted to an electric grinder. Would you like to know just how brilliant he is? Well, I’m going to tell you anyway. He replaced the handle with a flywheel that is connected to a larger flywheel by way of an automotive “V” belt. The larger flywheel is connected to the motor of an old trash compactor. The trash compactor gave up the ghost long ago and was compacted itself – minus its motor. Anyway, my Mr. Wonderful housed the motor in a wooden box with a switch on the outside and mounted the entire assembly on a long board. I think that he should have painted the whole thing a deep forest green and added a quiet, gurgling brook type of fountain to give the semblance of an old grist mill, but he insisted that water and electricity don’t mix very well, so my grinder just looks like a plain, wooden box. The nice thing is that if the electricity goes out, my Mr. Wonderful can just unhook the flywheel, add the handle and I am back to hand-grinding by kerosene lamp light.


I know, I know. There are electric mills out there that grind really fast with metal burrs. The best supplier I can recommend can be found at Sonrise Whole Grains where you can also purchase bags and buckets of all kinds of grain. The Bartons are friends and I can vouch for their servant attitude and willingness to help you in any way possible. I do plan on purchasing one of those mills soon to grind the soft, white wheat that I use for biscuits, pie crust and pastry. It tends to gum up my stone burrs. But there is just something about my stone ground flour that makes the bread taste that much more special.


Freshly ground, whole wheat flour must be kept in the refrigerator or freezer once ground. It breaks down quickly at room temperature. I keep my flour in the freezer and then, when I am ready to make bread, take out whatever I need about an hour ahead of time to bring it back to room temperature. I also sift my flour. Many people do not, but I find that if I sift it two or three times, my breads are lighter. Of course, flours bought at the store are pre-sifted. I use my grandmother’s sifter that has the turning handle on the side. In January, I will start carrying this same kind of sifter. The sifters with the squeeze-trigger handles do not work well for the grainier, freshly-ground flours. When sifting, a little of the larger wheat germ is sifted out, but I keep that in a ziploc bag in the frig and sprinkle it on cereal, add it to baked goods or mix with peanut butter for crackers or a sandwich.


I’m sure that is all more information than you wanted, so now for the recipe:


Whole Wheat Sandwich Bread

1/4 cup honey or sugar (1/8 if you want less sweet taste)
1/2 tbsp salt
1/2 cup warm water
1 egg white
3 1/2 tsp yeast
3/4 cup warm milk or 3/4 cup warm water and 1/3 cup powdered milk
1/4 cup canola oil or melted butter
3 – 3 3/4 cups flour
2 tsp dough enhancer

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In a glass container, add a pinch of sugar to 1/2 cup warm water and sprinkle yeast over the water. I shake the container a little to force water over the top of the yeast. Allow to “proof” until yeast is bubbly on the surface of the water. I use SAF yeast that can also be purchased from Sonrise Whole Grains It is a fast rising yeast, but you can use any yeast, including the rapid rise variety.



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In a mixing bowl, add honey or sugar, salt, egg white and oil and powdered milk if not using warm milk.


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Add the proofed yeast/water and 1/4 cup flour or whole wheat flour. Mix on low.


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At this point, if using milk, add the 3/4 cup warm milk. (I use the powdered milk and warm water mixture) Add one cup of flour or whole wheat flour and two teaspoons dough enhancer.


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Because of my Mr. Wonderful’s tastes, I add one cup of regular, white flour in with the whole wheat at this point and then continue with whole wheat but you can use regular flour all the way through. Mixing the two makes it just a bit lighter than using all whole wheat. However, you may want to use all whole wheat. It is all a matter of preference.
LATER NOTE: I have since found that sifting the fire out of my whole wheat to add lots of air and volume makes all the difference in the world, thus not requiring any white flour. I also use a 1 to 3 ratio of barley flour to whole wheat which just gives it an added punch. I mix the two flours together and then measure out 3 to 3 3/4 cups for the recipe.


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Adding 1/2 cup of flour at a time to equal 1-2 cups, continue mixing until the dough is firm but still sticky. This dough does not pull away from the side of the bowl and if it does, it means you have added too much flour. On medium speed and using dough hooks, knead/mix the dough for 8-10 minutes until smooth.


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Scrape the dough onto your Oklahoma Pastry Cloth™ and turn to coat all sides with flour.


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Gently knead dough to form a smooth ball using the remaining flour.


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Pour 1 tbsp olive oil into the bottom of a bowl that is twice the size of the bread ball, and place dough topside down into the oil. Turn the dough back upright so that top is oiled. Cover with a warm, wet towel. Allow dough to rise in a warm, dry place until double – anywhere from an hour to two hours. I like to warm my oven to 150 degrees and then turn it off. I then place the bread dough to rise in my warm oven.


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When the dough has doubled, roll it out onto the pastry cloth and pat it out into a thick circle.


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Oil hands with olive oil and proceed to roll dough toward you like a jellyroll. Using your hand, seal edges as you roll, pressing down and under the rolled part. Continue oiling hands to do this until it is rolled. Tuck under the edges to form a loaf. Or, if you want to make hamburger buns instead of rolling into a loaf, cut out buns with a large biscuit cutter.


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Oil and flour a loaf pan and place loaf into pan. For buns, place them on an oiled and floured cookie sheet. Cover with warm, wet towel and allow to rise until double – anywhere from 30 minutes to an hour. Hint: If the towel sticks to the dough as you are trying to lift it off after rising, just spray water on the towel and it will lift right up. This bread has doubled and is ready to go into the oven.


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Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Bake bread for 20 minutes or until golden brown. Turn loaf out onto a rack to cool. I cover my bread with a tea towel to allow it to cool slowly.


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Now you are ready to slice your bread! Serve it warm with butter and jam. Or, if you have used the recipe to make buns, grill up a juicy burger to sandwich between a bun.


I hope you enjoy this recipe as much as we do. It is actually a very fast recipe for bread and is light as a feather. Have a wonderful Christmas and here’s hoping that you make special time for those you love!!



Happy Cooking!



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Sourdough Bread on the Oklahoma Prairie (and recipe)

Tuesday, November 3rd, 2009

Sourdough bread is the oldest kind of leavened bread known to man. It is earliest recorded in Egypt around 1500 BC, but how it was discovered is total conjecture. There are all kinds of good stories regarding the discovery of the potent dough, but it is anybody’s guess how the first person suddenly decided to use wild yeast to make their usual flatbread rise to a fluffy loaf. Of course, with all of the brewed products available back then, like wines and beers, it is conceivable that some might have spilled into flatbread dough or that dough was left out and attracted the plentiful wild yeasts to produce a bubbly sponge, but I’ll leave you to your imagination to come up with “the story” of how sourdough starter was discovered.

My own imagery conjures up a man who stumbles home after a night out with the boys, precariously grasping a clay jar of strong Egyptian beer (brandname Pharoah’s Choice), and occasionally managing to find his lips to take another swig. As he wobbles into his humble abode, he finds his dutiful wife on her knees, mixing a batch of dough to bake for the next day’s flatbread allotment. Mr. Ancient Egyptian lunges toward his wife to give her a drunken hug, as she stands to greet him, and as if in slow motion, the clay jar of suds pitches out of his loose grip, flies through the air and lands squarely on the floor, shattering to pieces and sending waves of dark ale into Mrs. Ancient Egyptian’s bowl of flour and oil. Mrs. Ancient Egyptian lets loose with a string of hieroglyphics and cries over her ruined bread. The mess goes into the trashbin, also made of pottery, and the angry wife stomps off to bed. Next morning, she awakens to find an oozing, bubbly live thing, growing in her trashbin and out of curiosity, the Mrs. pours the doughy sponge into her floured breadbowl because she didn’t have an Oklahoma Pastry Cloth™, picks out any bones that had also been thrown into the trash from dinner the night before, adds some flour and then bakes the dough in her 400 degree brick and mortar oven. Out comes a tall, fluffy confection that she tentatively samples. A smile gradually replaces her angry frown and she comments, (in ancient Egyptian of course) “This bread is tangy and light – a veritable pastry worthy of royalty! I would think that it would be quite good with jam and tea.” As a result, she forgives her husband and encourages him to come home and drop his ale into her bread on a regular basis. I’m sure that it happened that way.

Sourdough starters are made with a variety of ingredients. Depending on the taste desired, milks, potato water, sugars, and various types of flours are incorporated to create a “sponge”. This sponge is continually “fed” to keep the yeast alive and thriving and as it is nursed, it develops its own particular flavor. Personal taste determines which characteristics are desirable or not.

Just a bit of historical trivia: According to www.kitchenproject.com, during the gold rush days in San Fransisco, California, a bakery run by the Boudin family from France used sourdough culture to create a unique and famous bread that miners enjoyed every morning. Since 1849 they have been using the same sourdough culture, which they call a “Mother dough” and the same recipe. So important is their “Mother Dough” it was heroically saved by Louise Boudin during the Great San Francisco Earthquake of 1906. Here in Oklahoma, sourdough starter has been used on the prairie through days of wagon trains, landruns and cattle drives to produce biscuits, pancakes, muffins and bread. It doesn’t take long to find a class here, where one may learn to create these morsels in a dutch oven nestled in the coals of a campfire.

Every sourdough sitter considers their starter to be the best. As in the case above, many starters have been handed down through generations of bread bakers. However, it is possible for you to start your own legacy and tweek it to your own taste. You can make the base recipe that follows, and then divide it to keep some going as a pristine culture and experiment with various additives like milk or potato water instead of just plain water on the rest. Also, as your culture becomes exactly what you like, it is a good idea to pour some onto wax paper and allow it to dry into a flat sheet that can be broken into small pieces and stored in a tightly sealed jar. If something horrible happens to your live culture, you can start over by adding two tablespoons of dried culture with 2 tablespoons of water to reconstitute and bring to room temperature and then start your usual process over again with this base.

If you are not going to use your starter for a time, you can put it in a jar with a tight fitting lid and store it in the refrigerator. I have also had luck with freezing cubes of my starter to then thaw to room temperature and start the process over. And one last tip that I use: I use bottled spring water to hydrate my starter, as city water has chlorine that kills the yeast and well water can have bacterias that ruin the taste.

I have tried a variety of starters and have come up with my favorite that is very, very simple. If you wish to be truly “pioneer”, then you would omit the yeast and let this starter stand for three days, stirring once each day, to capture any wild yeast in the air. When you start seeing bubbles, you start the “feeding” process. I personally like the flavor achieved from adding a little powdered yeast to get started. Again, if you wish to be “pioneer” in making the true, slow, sourdough bread then you would follow my bread recipe, ommitting the yeast and allow your dough to rise for as long as 24 hours, but I am including in the recipe, two teaspoons of yeast in case you do not wish to wait that long to have bread and still have the sourdough flavor.

Starter Recipe

3 tbsps whole wheat four
2 1/2 tbsps warm water
1 tsp powdered yeast

In a crock container or other opaque glass jar, mix ingredients with a wooden or plastic spoon. Do not use any metal utensils or containers. Allow to stand overnight, covered with cheese cloth. Next day, stir in 2 more tbsps of flour and 1 1/2 tbsps water. Stir and let stand overnight. Continue this process each day of using 2 tbsps flour (you can use white flour at this point) to 1 1/2 tbsp water until you have approximately 1 1/4 cups of starter. At that point, you have enough to make a loaf of bread. You must have enough starter to be able to remove 1 cup and still have some left to continue feeding for the next time. As the starter grows, it should be bubbly and pungent. Overnight, if a liquid rises to the top, just stir it in and continue feeding. Each time you make bread, it is a good idea to transfer all of the starter into a clean jar or bowl and wash the container that houses the starter to keep mold from ruining it. Dry the container and return any culture that is left after removing a cup and start the feeding process again.


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To make bread:

1 cup sourdough starter at room temperature
3/4 cups warm water
2 tsps yeast
2 tbsps honey or sugar
1/4 tsp baking soda
2 tsp dough enhancer (lecithin)
3 cups high gluten flour either whole wheat or white or combination of both


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Sprinkle yeast over the surface of the 3/4 cups warm water and allow to “proof” or dissolve in the water and bubbling to the top.


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In a mixer with a dough hook, place starter, honey or sugar and yeast water along with one cup of flour, salt, enhancer and soda. Mix to blend.


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Dough enhancer can be purchased at Sonrise Grains


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Gradually add second cup of flour. Continue mixing. Add third cup in stages because you may not need all of it. The thickness of your starter will determine how much flour you use. Your dough should pull away from the sides of the bowl. If it does not, add more flour. If it appears too dry, you may add a little more water. This picture shows the dough too dry.


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Using the dough hook on low speed, knead the dough for 8-10 minutes. It should be smooth and easily formed into a ball.


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Put the dough out onto the Oklahoma Pastry Cloth™ and form into a ball. Wrap in plastic wrap and allow to rest for 10 minutes.


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In a bowl, pour a tablespoon of olive oil into the bottom and place the dough, topside down, into the oil. Turn right side up to coat the dough ball in oil.


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Cover with a warm, damp towel and allow to rise until doubled. If not adding yeast, allow to rise in a bowl that is covered with a wet towel and then covered in plastic wrap. Rise for anywhere from 8 -12 hours until doubled. The longer the rise, the stronger the flavor.


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When risen, punch the dough down and put out onto pastry cloth and pat out to 1 inch thick. (If not using yeast, knead in a little flour.) With oil on your hands, wipe the dough with oil and then begin rolling toward you like a jelly roll, firmly pressing the edges into the dough. Continually oiling your hands, continue rolling until loaf is created. Tuck ends under. On a cookie sheet or Italian loaf pan, oil the pan and sprinkle with corn meal. Place loaf onto cookie sheet or into pan and cut diagonally with scissors to make slashes. Cover with warm, wet towel and let rise until double. (If not using yeast in the recipe, cover with towel and spray water mist onto the towel occassionally to keep it moist as it rises for 1 to 4 more hours.)
Preheat oven to 400 degrees. Spray the bread with a mist of cold water before placing into oven and then bake for 20 minutes until browned. Turn bread over in the Italian loaf pan and bake 4 minutes longer to brown bottom.


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Remove from oven and cool on rack. While hot, you can brush melted butter over the bread. Cover bread with towel as it cools for 30 minutes to make the crust soft yet crunchy.


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Slice and serve. And it IS good with jam and tea!!


Happy baking.

MB