Buffalo Tofu, Goat Cheese and Asparagus Sandwich

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Several days ago I saw this post by (never)homemaker of an Asparagus and Tofu Sandwich.  It looked simple, and since I’m currently having a love affair with buffalo sauce I thought buffalo tofu would go perfectly with their other sandwich ingredients.  Before J became vegetarian, buffalo chicken tenders were one of his favorite things.  Without fail, if they were on a menu, we’d be ordering them.  I had nearly no spice tolerance, and sometimes the dish would arrive at the table, and I swore I would tear up just smelling it.  I never understood why you’d want to eat something … Continue reading

Tomato, Cucumber, and Mozzarella Panzanella

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So I’m not actually a salad person.  This may come as a surprise, since I’ve just offered you blog posts about salad all week.  When I go out to eat, a salad is the last thing that I ever think to order.  I like salads, but I always feel like they’re so easy to construct at home that it’s silly to order one out.  In a restaurant, give me pizza, homemade pasta, or perhaps Gather’s vegan “charcuterie.” Something that’s a pain, if not down right impossible, to make at home. When I do eat and make salads, I like them … Continue reading

Asparagus Salad with Roasted Potatoes and Hard Boiled Eggs

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In a rather convoluted way, this salad started with garlic aioli.  Months ago now, J and I were eating at Canary Square, a restaurant in Jamaica Plain.  We’d split an order of fries to start, and our waiter offered to bring us a second dip in addition to the house-made ketchup.  A side of garlic aioli came out with the fries.  As I dipped in my first fry, I had to summon massive amounts of willpower not to go at the little container of aioli with my spoon and then my tongue.  Silky smooth and garlicky, the aioli was a … Continue reading

Kale Coconut Salad

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When you move to California (having never even visited before), you falsely feel like you have some sense of the place.  TV and movies promise palm trees, sunshine, and surfers.  While I knew I was moving to Northern California and not San Diego, I was still surprised our first morning here (in August no less), that I needed to pull on a sweatshirt to go search out a local coffee shop.  I always find myself explaining to friends and relatives back home that my part of California is usually always 67 degrees.  Even in August.  Even in November. So this … Continue reading

Homemade Matar Paneer

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A block away from my freshman dorm was a restaurant called “Tamber’s Nifty Fifties.”  The décor was pure American diner, with the vinyl booths, jukebox, and just a touch of neon.  They served burgers and tuna melts and milk shakes.  Plus an entire menu of Indian food.  Truly a strange combination.  At the time, I just thought it was weird; I was far more obsessed with classes and grades than food at that point in my life (for days at a time I derived the majority of my calories from Annie’s shells and cheese).  Looking back on it now though, … Continue reading

Juicing: Green Ginger Limeade

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I go through bouts of juicing.  Especially during the summer, when our garden was producing more lemon cucumbers and kale than we knew what to do with, juicing was a perfect way to knock out some of that produce and drink some serious nutrients before breakfast.  I’ll replace morning coffee with a big glass of green stuff, and banish any evening panics that I haven’t had enough vegetables in my day.  Lately my afternoon coffee has become an autopilot routine, and I’ll find myself halfway to Starbucks without having made the conscious decision to go.  That’s my usual sign to … Continue reading

Buffalo Roasted Brussels Sprouts

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I have spent a large chunk of my life avoiding spicy things.  I never understood why someone would want to eat spicy food voluntarily.  I associated spicy food with pain and tears; usually after accidentally ingesting a piece of jalapeno.  This was not an experience I was willing to seek out on purpose. J, on the other hand, loves spicy food.  Before he became vegetarian, buffalo chicken tenders were one of his go to pub orders.  I can still feel my eyes tearing up just sitting across the table from his order of “satanic” buffalo chicken at Cambridge Common.  (He … Continue reading

Roasted Vegetable Stock

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This past Saturday was full of kitchen projects.  It’s been rare lately that I’ve had a whole weekend day to just putter around in the kitchen.  Making stock is definitely a time investment, but the hands on time is pretty minimal. I’ll go months using nothing but Better than Bouillon for my veggie stock, and it does a pretty good job.  But for really good risotto or vegetarian French Onion soup, there’s nothing quite like this roasted vegetable stock. I use Mark Bittman’s recipe for roasted vegetable stock, but I treat it more as a suggestion, and toss in whatever … Continue reading

Mashed Potatoes and Turnips with Blue Cheese

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We are strongly attached to our traditions in my family, especially traditions that are associated with food.  We’ve been eating approximately the same Thanksgiving and Christmas for as long as I can remember.  We’ve added dishes over the years, but nothing can be subtracted.  I can only imagine the mutiny that would ensue if we tried to mess with the mashed potatoes at our house. Mashed potatoes are a particular specialty of ours.  We always fight for the leftovers, but somehow mashed potatoes almost never make it past the first round of leftovers.  They are nothing fancy, just potatoes mashed … Continue reading

Blended Vegetable Soups

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Fall and winter are nearly upon us in Berkeley.  That means that it gets darker earlier, that it’s about 5 degrees cooler outside, and the fog descends in the morning and doesn’t burn off until lunch.  While Berkeley fall and winter can hardly compete with Boston’s cool crisp days turning to cold snowy days, it still feels like soup weather.  Somehow, I just seem to know that it’s time to pack away the shorts and tank tops and pull out the sweaters and boots, even if the weather would still be considered warm if we were back in Boston.  Along … Continue reading