

That was my first cucumber of the season. Silver linings abound, and I appreciate your patience. Tomorrow we will be in our new home, and soon I'll be cooking for you from a new kitchen. Can't wait.
My Dearest Readers,
(No, we don’t get the entire house, but we get more than enough of it, and I can’t wait.)
That said, I would like to give a sincere, heartfelt thanks to White Tiger Gourmet, for making one of the most delicious sandwiches in the entire state of Georgia (I’m sure) and who fights to make their food as naturally and organically as possible. I love their Seared Salmon, which is made with Luna ciabatta, organic lettuce, capers, cucumbers and cream cheese. For under ten dollars. With an iced tea. Yep. (Check out their menu.) Thank you, White Tiger. We love you. (More on them, soon.)
Secondly, I would like to thank all my readers, whom I adore, for bearing with me through this time of transition. With all my heart, I would rather talk about food, but am taking a teensy tiny reprieve from the kitchen (let’s just blame the ants, shall we?). I won’t be gone long, and if you’d like to catch up on oh, thirty some-odd other posts, they are all on my side bar. Also, my Person of the Week is a great read, and if you'd like to give me future decorating advice (I'll need it), you may want to first consult my friend Rachel, who writes the cutest decorating blog, Nest Egg.
With Love,
Annie Kelley
P.S. I'll be missing you.
Collard Greens With Potatoes2 bunches of collard greenssea saltground pepper3 medium yellow-fleshed potatoes, scrubbed & coarsely diced3 strips of bacon, cut into small pieces (optional)2 tbsp olive oil1/2 onion, diced2 garlic cloves, choppedpinch red pepper seasoningvinegar for the table (optional)Strip the collard leaves from the stems & wash the greens. In a medium large pot, bring a few quarts of water to a boil. Add salt and the greens, simmer for 10 minutes. Drain, set aside in a bowl. Add the potatoes to the cooking water and simmer until tender.Meanwhile, cook bacon in skillet over medium heat until browned. Set onto paper towel to drain, discard fat & wipe out the pan.Return the pan to heat, add olive oil, when hot, simmer onion. Cook over medium high heat until golden brown.Coarsely chop the collards, then add to the pan along with the garlic, salt as needed, and red pepper seasoning. Add potato water for moisture as needed (this was quite of the water for me, though it may vary). When potatoes are tender, add them to the greens. Add bacon, then toss everything together. Taste for salt and season with pepper. It's messy-looking but especially good mixed together. Serve with vinegar (optional).
Oven Roasted Potatoes With AioliMy cooking style is less rigid. This dish is very easy granted you continually taste the aioli as you go. You can begin from homemade mayonnaise or use your own mayonnaise adding crushed garlic, salt and fresh lemon juice (tasting as you go). Also, the aioli tastes better if allowed to rest & cool refrigerated for at least an hour.potatoes - as many as you wantlemon-thyme (as pictured) or thymeolive oilsaltpepperaioli *(see link and/or headnote)Preheat oven to 400 degrees. Wash (scrub) and dry the potatoes. Chop into small pieces. Spread potatoes in one layer on a baking pan and douse with olive oil. You want a heavy coating on each piece, but don't overdo it with puddles on your pan. Sprinkle fresh thyme (leaves and sprigs) over potatoes and add salt and pepper. Toss again and roast for 30 minutes - keep checking them, oven temparatures may vary. While roasting, prepare ailoi. Allow potatoes to cool some, then serve.
Last week, The Denver Post ran an article called "Mommy is Blogging - With Corporate Backing." You can read the article here prior to this post if you like.
“…she [the mommy blogger] writes, say, about how adorably orange her children's fingers get when they gobble down handfuls of yummy Cheetos. Young has, in her words, a "relationship" with Frito-Lay, the maker of Cheetos. She isn't paid a salary, but the perks include free snack food for her family of eight and a recent trip to
So, naturally, your first thought might be, “Wow, I’m unemployed and I’d really like to get my hands on some free Cheetos and get flown to
I’m sorry, but there is no way her kid’s orange fingers are adorable (though, again, I’m not a mom). I would imagine the sight of orange seasoning smeared across a white couch, blouse, or on the walls of your house would be quite distressing. Though I just said “quite distressing” in an attempt to pull off the “British understatement”, forget it. I’m going to speak for myself here: Cheetos are bad for you (and your kids), and Cheeto fingers are gross.
We can’t ignore the fact any longer. I will say, 'perhaps not bad for you in moderation', but even that admission is a little painful. I stand by the fact that there are healthier foods to eat. How about a carrot? They are orange! And they don’t leave grubby orange fingerprints around. You can even make fun little people out of them and humor your child, right? (It humored my husband.)
But enough with the preaching. Let your kids eat Cheetos if you like. I am powerless to stop you. All I can do is give you a teensy, weensy, kind of not-good-for-you-but-sort-of-is recipe that I think your kids will love. It’s the best French toast in the world, and when you use farm fresh eggs for the batter, then they do kind of look a little orange. Heck, I don’t care if you put some food coloring in them, do whatever you have to do to get those kiddies to stop eating processed junk.
You can call french toast “junk” – that’s fine. But I will say that the bread was a French baguette from Luna Bakery, the eggs from Double B farm, and all the other ingredients (sugar, etc.) organic and from The Daily Co-op. So if that’s bad, we’re doomed.
Now, that you’ve listened to my tirade (thank you). Here is your recipe. Good luck with the Maple Syrup. I've found you only need the slightest drizzle, and we used this:
When I talk to friends and family, I hear so many different responses regarding local food vs. the grocery store. Here are a few examples:
“If you’re concerned about your health, you should probably avoid products that make health claims. Why? Because a health claim on a food product is a strong indication it’s not really food, and food is what you want to eat.”
So celebrate with it.
Next, a fresh salad. Any lettuce will do, Buttercrunch is my favorite. I use my Swissmar peelers (amazon again) and shred carrots, radishes, squash, cheese (any kind) to a light and thin consistency and toss it all in. You can then drizzle with olive oil and vinaigrette for your own dressing. YUM.
Into the tortillas goes ground beef. Heat a little bit of olive oil in the pan add minced garlic and onion until golden, add beef, salt, pepper, seasoning of your choice, cover until brown.
ENJOY.
If you rub your new tin ware with lard and heat it thoroughly in the oven, it will never rust.
To remove warts, a small drop of cinnamon oil applied daily will remove a wart and leave no scar. The same effect may be obtained by rubbing the wart with a radish daily or by applying the juice of a marigold flower.
To tell mushrooms, sprinkle a little salt on the gills. If this turns the gills black they are fit for food. If yellow they are poisonous.
Darth Vader was never all bad. He was seduced by the Darkside of the Force for fear of losing his one true love. I feel you, Darth. Over the past few days, the voice of the angel on my shoulder, my dearest Annie, began to wane and all I could hear was “lamburger pillow” and “egg blanket”. The mad-scientist from within beckoned me to CREATE! I hope I haven’t failed the faithful followers of Twin Yolks. I don’t think this will be considered a complete betrayal as I have attempted to incorporate all things local and fresh into this dish, and borrowed/stolen previous recipes posted by the true genius-on-hiatus. Were it not for her culinary skills, I would not be able to present to you now:
Breggfast in Bed!
What you are looking at is perhaps the first of its kind: a deviation of the lamburger pillow that I like to call the “sausage pillow” resting upon a soft, feathery “egg blanket”, consisting of fresh eggs from the Tennessee Valley (as I am currently in Chattanooga, TN), arugula and fresh garlic from Backyard Harvest farm outside of Athens, GA, and a bit of manchego cheese from EspaƱa (pardon the few local deviations, as I’m away from our safety net). For directions on how to cook, see previous postings on egg scrambles and lamb sausage patties to make this dish a true hit. May the force be with you, as it obviously was with me:
Posted by John Kelley, May 11, 2009 (as evidenced by the above picture)
In Tom Waits’ tribute song to the bachelors of his day, “Better Off Without a Wife”, the ruffled crooner sings, “you must be strong if you’re to go it alone.” Of course, if any of you have heard this reputable ruffian sing this or any other of his innumerable diamonds in the ruff (I just realized I used the word “ruff” 3 times, hardly professional), you recognize the comedic solemnity of his voice and might picture him crying over one too many beers, dirty as a barfly, and a little malnourished.
Mr. Waits never actually thought he was better off without a wife. He just had to kick back a few cold ones and write a self-assuring song about how he and his brethren were going to make it, but his days were numbered. He is now a married man and, so it would seem, happier and healthier than in the days of yon bachelorhood. I remember those days…….but I sing no songs of self-assurance for me or my married brethren. Suffice it to say, I am happier and much, much healthier.
We here at Twin Yolks (meaning me, while my wife is off to visit family for a spell) value our wives (meaning my one and only wife- I do not espouse polygamy). It has fallen upon me to do a tribute post, not to the bachelors, but to the matrons. Are we the lonely menfolk strong enough to go it alone? Nay, we are not; and in the context of our local food adventure, you must be strong if you’re to go it alone. Matrons, I salute you, for without you we would be in the proverbial gutter.
Fortunately, my mettle has not been tested, for I, like all husbands, am weak without my wife. Annie has ensured my future commitment to eat well and carry the fire through the wastelands of post-apocalyptic bachelordom by pre-ordering food from our weekly mainstay. Rest assured this food will not go to waste. On the contrary, it will achieve its full potential! I will take up the helm and navigate the choppy waters to the shores of temporary solitude (see above picture) and find it within me to CREATE.
Who knows what “Frankesteinian” dishes I might scare up? What man-things might I create to push the envelope of this predominately female audience? A pancake and egg sandwich? An egg couch or blanket? A lamburger pillow? Fear not, I carry the banner of my wife, your dedicated local food troubadour, whose spirit keeps me strong. Like the angel opposite the devil on my shoulder, she is even now telling me that a lamburger pillow is out of the question, absurd, folly, foolhardy, frivolous, to which I must agree. With that, I promise in a few days something to excite the senses. Thank you all, especially Annie my love, for putting up with this weak introduction to my almost certain downfall as I battle the kitchen elements in the days to come. Be strong.