it was a german kind of night (a few nights ago…)

OK, so school has really taken a toll on blogging, among other things… Admittedly, blogging (here and for the c0-op) is potentially the ONE area of my life that really can drop off a bit, so I had to let it. Oh, it’s been hard. There has been guilt. There has been worry. There have been myriad un-published posts swirling around in my head since September. But drop it did. Thankfully, with my new iPhone, blogging hasn’t completely disappeared; the short posts it allows me to upload have been my saving grace this semester. I’m even toying with the idea of blogging with it primarily, instead of trying to make it to the computer all the time…

Anyway, here’s yet another post that was written long ago and is just now being finished and uploaded…(sigh).

I made sauerbraten and spaetzle Friday night. Andrew and I traveled around Germany a year or so after we got married and have lots of happy memories of the country, the trip and the food. We’re BIG foodies; WHERE we eat on trips is potentially the biggest part, at least for me.

Anyway, I saw a recipe for sauerbraten and homemade spaetzle in a Food Network magazine forever ago and ripped it out, knowing I would make it someday. Well, that day came Friday. Actually, it started Tuesday by marinating the roast in a mix of red wine, beef broth, red wine vinegar and onions with all sorts of spices, to include juniper berries. Thank goodness Wegmans has juniper berries! I’ve been known to go on wild-goose chases for ingredients, and I don’t have that kind of time right now.

Basically, sauerbraten is a roast with a bit of a vinegar-y flavor. We both really like it. It cooks in a similar way as well, so when I got home from school Friday, I took it out of the fridge and after a short “decompressing period” (not for the meat, for me) I started cooking.

The sauerbraten was PHENOMENAL. Andrew announced it as a “top 10” and couldn’t get enough. The sauce was rich and thick with just the right “bite” to it.

I served it with the homemade spaetzle; the recipe for which was featured on the opposite side of the page. I love doing that–making a whole ‘meal’ I find in a magazine, or making each component from scratch–it just feels better that way.

However… Spaetzle, I have learned, is not for the weak. And I’m not weak, so I’m not sure who it’s for. Either that, or a spaetzle press is a mandatory accessory. Basically, you make an egg-y dough and force it through the large holes of a colander, while holding it over boiling water. Sounds OK, right? WRONG. The dough was so thick and springy that it was terribly difficult to get it through the holes, not to mention the awkward position of having to hold it over the stove. It took about 45 minutes and I thought my forearms were going to fall off my body. Never gain. Next time, I’ll look for it at Wegmans.

I also made a “sweet hot” cabbage recipe Andrew loves. It’s another Food Network magazine find and since he won’t eat sauerkraut, it’s my go-to cabbage dish for meals with pork and apples or sausages or something. And anytime I make coleslaw I have to bring out all the cabbage recipes I can find; I refuse to buy pre-cut coleslaw mix, and cutting up those heads of cabbage yield SO MUCH. After making some coleslaw and this recipe, I still have a ton left, so I’m trying a sauteed cabbage recipe in a couple nights. Thankfully, other than drying out a bit, cabbage keeps for awhile in the fridge.

What a mess! (Andrew did the dishes–hence the photo–what a sweetie!)

Streudel is such a German dish and Andrew loves it, so I thought I’d whip up an apple crostata with a pie dough I had in the freezer. Well, things never go as planned for me (go figure…) and dinner was later than I had thought, so I actually ended up making this a couple nights later when Carolyn and Ben came over for a movie. It actually worked out well; more people means fewer leftovers to tempt me!

Today is my day “off,” which I hope will be filled with chemistry and present-wrapping!

a list

1. Long time no type. Buried in schoolwork and life. Not necessarily in that order. Attempting to force myself to come up for air.

2. Chemistry is hard. Like, fail-out-of-class hard. (Not me, but you know what I mean.) I knew there was a good reason to fear it back at Penn State! Anyway, I’m doing alright, but a recent bombed quiz has shown me I need to devote more time to Chem and less to Anatomy.

3. In all my busy-ness today, I decided I needed to make bread. That’s so like me. Why? I had to “revive” my starter that’s in the fridge. And have I forgotten about the GAJILLION things of bread we brought home from our Thanksgiving trip? (No fewer than 1.5 loaves of rye bread, 10 bagels, 8 onion rolls, plus crackers.) Our house is carb central!

4. My Thanksgiving pumpkin pie was the ugliest thing ever (thanks to my impatience with store-bought crust), but tasted great. Get the recipe here.

5. Speaking of recipes–I just managed another blog post for the co-op. It’s about cranberries and I included the cranberry brisket Andrew loves so much. Read it here.

6. I am now “officially” a New Yorker; I took care of getting a new license and registering the car. License should be here in about a week! It’s kind of exciting, in a really anti-climactic sort of way. I think if we’d moved into a house we were excited about, everything would feel different. Instead, everything still feels very temporary. But, nonetheless, it’s still neat to see the Pilot with its new yellow and blue license plate.

7. We named our plants. Well, I named our plants. Andrew just went along with it good-naturedly. My dear friend, Emily, inspired me. She has such beautiful, healthy, vibrant house plants. I am so jealous. She and I recently traded some plant clippings and she mentioned one of them was named ‘Stella.’ Now, I’ve heard of people naming their plants before, but I just never have. I mean, mine don’t normally last that long…it was never a good idea to get attached. However, I do have one that has lasted FOUR years now! Andrew and I were in disbelief when we realized it. So, on the way home from our Thanksgiving holiday, I used my phone to look up names and their meanings (again, such a ‘me’ thing to do–we’re talking the significance of the names of HOUSE PLANTS) and we decided to call the big, four-year-old one “Gerard” which means ‘hardy.’ (We’ve been calling it ‘hardy’ since I hadn’t killed it yet, so we figured why not?). I have one other plant, an orchid Andrew bravely got me for Valentine’s Day this year. (I don’t know what he was thinking.) Anyway, it did alright for awhile, then the blooms fell off, then I panicked until I found out that was normal, and just when it was growing another stem and bloom, one of the movers bumped into it on our table and broke it off! I was heartbroken. I looked up ‘long-suffering’ and ended up with “Patience.” She’s been through a lot, that one, and just the other day I noticed a tiny bud getting ready to sprout from the moss–hurray! And now, I have Emily’s purple one to re-pot, who I have been calling “Stella 2.” Between the animals and now anthropomorphic plants, we have one full house!

8. I’m supposed to be working on psychology homework. Must hurry!

9. Hadrian has been down for the count all day today–GLORIOUS! I’ve been so productive. (In case you’re wondering, any time he returns from ‘puppy camp’ he sleeps 24/7 for about two days. Totally normal.)

10. We have 7 pints of ice cream in our freezer, plus the remnants of two Jeni’s that Emily and Dan brought us, plus a tiny bit of homemade Jeni’s vanilla. SEVEN unopened Graeter’s and Jeni’s pints. That’s like $45 in ice cream (hey, don’t judge my expensive taste in ice cream!). My brilliant plan: tiny scoops, both to make it last and keep it off my hips. I’ll let you know how it goes, but I’m not terribly optimistic…

candy corn…what?

Look what I found a week or so ago at Wegmans:

It’s candy corn. But it’s not.

It’s blackberry cobbler-flavored candy corn! (They also had apple cinnamon, tangerine orange and caramel flavors. I personally think it was the blue/purple color that drew me in…)

Genius! Seriously, whoever thought to give flavor variety to candy corn deserves a medal. Or to be whacked upside the head…I can’t stop eating it! All this time candy corn had never been a draw for me. Ever. I just never really liked the flavor. No calories of candy corn to be counted. No cravings. No guilt.

Not anymore…now it’s all I can do to just take 2-3 at a time and limit that to a couple times a day. I know, I know…it’s my own fault. I went and bought the stuff. I held out, but then Carolyn went and bought those orange pumpkin candies and I lost all determination.

Oh well, Halloween comes but once a year, right?

And while we’re on the subject of sweets… My sweet-tooth is OUT OF CONTROL! Seriously. It’s like it has reared its ugly head after all those months of counting my calories and has declared victory over both my willpower and cravings…

I’m sure part of it is just this time of year–it’s pumpkin season, which for me means ANY excuse to have a pumpkin-y treat is a good one, because it’s fall and fall only comes once a year (kinda like Halloween, huh?) and the weather (warm cup of coffee with massive amounts of maple-brown-sugar-latte-flavored creamer, anyone?).

Anyway, it is BAD people. Yesterday, I had SIX cookies. SIX.

Granted, the first three were my afternoon snack and they were Tate’s, which are paper-thin so you don’t even realize you’ve eaten any until it’s too late. The last three? No excuse. I knew I shouldn’t have walked to the lobby to “check out what they had for dinner” AFTER I had already had dinner. I discovered WARM, melty chocolate chip cookies and it was all I could do to not take the entire tray back with me! To top it all off (no pun intended), I added a teeny tiny scoop of ice cream to one when I got back to the room! Holly, what is wrong with you?!

(And did I mention ANdrew got me a box of Fowler’s chocolates for Sweetest Day? I’ve been picking at those… AND I discovered that adding caramel sauce and granola to pumpkin ice cream is an awesome make-at-home-sundae…

Help needs to come soon!