Easter Weekend Special

Easter_Bunnies_Think_SpringIt’s Easter weekend! How will you celebrate? With a big family brunch or dinner and an Easter egg hunt in the garden? I’m hoping to spend the morning on the ski slopes. Easter dinner is served in the evening, not at noon, in my house. In any case, my garden is still covered with a foot of snow.

If you need a little help, here are a few suggestions for a festive Easter dinner:

Artichokes are one of my favorite spring vegetables! If you agree, try my Artichoke Crostini. Or maybe you’d prefer my Asparagus Crostini with Sundried Tomato Pesto & Goat Cheese. Or both!

Around the Table: Start your dinner with a bit of crunch. Try my Crunchy Salad with Apples & Grapes or my Fennel & Feta Salad.

On to the main course: Give me a choice and I will always take lamb at Easter. Why not get out the grill and give my Grilled Moroccan Spiced Lamb with Eggplant Salsa a try. To complete you dinner, add a spoonful of Israeli Couscous.

Top off your feast with something sweet: It’s maple sugaring season in New Hampshire. Maple Mousse with Apple Compote is a great choice for Easter dinner. For a light dessert, try my Honeyed Apricots with Creamy Yogurt or Blueberry Soup with Mascarpone Cream.

Happy Easter and bon appétit!

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Here Comes Peter Cottontail & Moroccan Spiced Grilled Lamb with Roasted Eggplant Salsa

Brenda_Susie_EasterAs a little girl, I always looked forward to Easter. Even if Easter was early and there was snow on the ground, the holiday was the perfect excuse for a spring shopping spree. All women love party dresses and little girls, at least my sister and I, were no exception. For several years, my Dad’s cousin Virginia ensured that we were the best dressed little girls in New England, if not the world. Or rather it was Ginny’s friend Frances, a buyer at G. Fox & Company, who scoured the samples and latest arrivals in the children’s department.

Like most young couples, my parents were more or less living from paycheck to paycheck, juggling a mortgage, car payments and all that goes with raising a family. They welcomed the help and, time and time again, Frances delivered. Years later, Mom admitted that she and my Dad were a bit rag-tagged but her girls were always dressed to the nines. Whenever she told the story, her smile beamed with pride.

We debuted our fancy spring dresses and bonnets at the Maugus Club’s children’s party. A few miles from our house, the Maugus Club was not a swanky country club. A big brick building, it had bowling lanes on the ground floor and a big room upstairs. We bowled there on many a rainy Wednesday afternoon. Once a week for an interminable hour, Mrs. Ferguson took over the big room. She taught the waltz, foxtrot and cha cha to the town’s fifth and sixth graders. I don’t know her success rate but I failed miserably. Although it was a great excuse to wear a party dress, I was a terrible dancer.

But before I ever stumbled around the dance floor, my sister and I donned our new spring finery and spent Easter Saturday in the Maugus Club’s great room. Bedlam reigned throughout the afternoon. Hordes of kids enjoyed games, music, sweet treats and a visit from the Easter Bunny.

Yes, the Easter bunny. Every year some poor dad was cajoled into dressing up in an Easter Bunny costume. The costume’s oversized rabbit head had enough blind spots to leave the wearer virtually helpless. The fake fur suit was warm enough to keep him toasty on even the coldest winter day. Towards the end of the afternoon, the hapless volunteer hopped into the party to a rousing chorus of Here Comes Peter Cottontail. After circling the room and patting a few heads, Peter passed out chocolate eggs and then hopped out again.

Mr. Cottontail’s departure signaled the end of the party. Kids high on good cheer and bright yellow Peeps were left in his wake. Cars began to fill the parking lot. Coats were retrieved, stray kids were tracked down and a few tears were inevitably shed. Slowly, the herd of children was corralled out the door and carted home to recover from the sugar rush.

Not to be outdone, more often than not our parents would soon head out for their own celebration. We never heard all the facts, in truth we’ve never heard any facts, but I’m pretty sure that a good time was had by all. One particular year stands out.

The details have always been a bit sketchy; we were only told that Dad lost a bet. As the looser, he was obliged to walk all the dogs in neighborhood dressed in the Maugus Club rabbit costume. Late Easter Sunday afternoon he donned the heavy white suit. Barely able to see, he paraded down Jackson Road in harey splendor, tripping over a tangle of dogs and leashes. Most of the neighborhood kids joined in the fun, waving carrots, shouting and laughing.

I was all of five or six and thrilled that MY dad was dressed up as the Easter Bunny. The day was glorious, warm and sunny more like summer than spring. Dad almost melted in the heavy suit but as far as I was concerned it was the best Easter ever!

Have a wonderful day with family and friends and maybe even a giant rabbit, Happy Easter and bon appétit!

Moroccan Spiced Grilled Lamb with Roasted Eggplant Salsa
Lamb is my favorite Easter dinner. A warm weekend is in the forecast, so pull out the grill for grilled lamb with a bit of spice. Happy Easter and enjoy!
Serves 6-8

1/4 cup olive oilMoroccan_Spiced_Lamb_Roasted_Eggplant_Salsa_05
Zest and juice of 1 lemon
Zest and juice of 1 orange
6 cloves garlic, minced
1/2 small red onion, minced
1-2 tablespoons Harissa
1 teaspoon dried oregano
1 teaspoon dried thyme
1 1/2 teaspoons ground cumin
1 teaspoon ground coriander
1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
1/2 teaspoon allspice
1/4 teaspoon ground cloves
Kosher salt and freshly ground pepper
3 pounds well-trimmed boneless leg of lamb

Put the olive oil, citrus zests and juices, garlic, onion, Harissa, herbs and spices in a bowl, season with salt and pepper and whisk to combine.

Add the lamb to the citrus and spice mix, turn the meat to coat evenly with the marinade. Cover and, turning a few times, marinate the lamb overnight in the refrigerator.

Prepare a charcoal or gas grill. Fire should be medium hot.

Remove the lamb from the marinade. Grill the lamb, turning 2-3 times until a thermometer inserted in the thickest piece of meat registers at 130 degrees, 20 to 25 minutes. Transfer to a cutting board and let stand for 15 minutes, loosely covered in foil. Slice the lamb and serve with Roasted Eggplant Salsa.

Roasted Eggplant Salsa
Serve 8

1 1/2 teaspoon paprika
1 1/2 teaspoon ground cumin
1/2 teaspoon ground allspice
1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
Kosher salt and freshly ground pepper
3 medium eggplants (about 3 pounds total), cut into 1-inch cubes
1 red bell pepper, roughly chopped
1 yellow bell pepper, roughly chopped
1 red onion, roughly chopped
Extra virgin olive oil
4 garlic cloves, minced
Juice of 1 lemon
1/3 cup raisins
1/3 cup pine nuts
2 tablespoons chopped fresh parsley
2 tablespoons chopped fresh mint

Preheat the oven to 450 degrees.

Combine the spices in a small bowl.

Put the vegetables in a large bowl, sprinkle with the spice mix, season with salt and pepper and toss to combine.

Spread the vegetables on baking sheets in a single layer, drizzle the vegetables with enough olive oil to lightly coat and toss to combine.

Roast the vegetables until tender, about 20 minutes. Remove from the oven, add the garlic and toss to combine. Let sit for a few minutes.

Transfer the vegetables to a bowl, add the lemon juice, raisins and pine nuts and toss to combine. Cool to room temperature, check for seasoning and add the chopped herbs. Serve immediately or cover and refrigerate. Remove from the refrigerator about 1 hour before serving to bring to room temperature.

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Weekend Special – Moroccan Feast

The record breaking summer-in-March weather is over. Spring with a dash of winter is back. Unlike fall when New Hampshire shines with brilliant color, the early spring landscape is all shades of grey and tan. If it didn’t feel so chill and damp, it would be quite beautiful in a dreary sort of way.

Surrounded by the dull colors of early spring, it’s time for a taste of the Mediterranean. Whether you think Sicily or North Africa, imagine bright blue, cloudless skies and warm, dry days.

Bring that sunny daydream to a dinner with friends and family!  

Relax and enjoy your guests! Put your feet up and relax around the fire with a glass of dry white wine. Nibble on a few Spicy Olives and Roasted Almonds. And don’t forget to make up a batch of my favorite Middle Eastern dip, Baba Ganoush. Serve it with fresh veggies and warm pita triangles.

The Main Event: What else but Moroccan Chicken with Green Olives & Preserved Lemons? If you didn’t whip up a batch of Preserved Lemons last week, you may be able to find some in your local supermarket, specialty foods shop or on-line. Serve the chicken with Couscous with Dried Fruit & Pine Nuts or Israeli Couscous. Top off the main course with Grilled or Roasted Vegetables.

End the evening on a sweet note: You can stay with the Moroccan theme and enjoy  light and bright Honeyed Apricot with Creamy Yogurt or bake up one of my favorite spring desserts, Lemon Tart. I know lemons are available all year long but for some reason they just shout spring to me!

Have a wonderful weekend and bon appétit!

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Spring Has Sprung & Moroccan Chicken with Green Olives & Preserved Lemon

Most years I greet the first day of spring with a hale and hearty guffaw. Then again, most years there are still mountainous snow banks outside my kitchen window. While the first crocus has yet to raise its perky purple petals to the sun, New Hampshire feels more like May than March. Yes indeed, it feels a lot like spring.

And with spring comes one of those longer-than-long To-Do lists.

From top to bottom, these lists are filled with all that stuff that no one in their right mind wants to do. Or at least, I never want to do. You know … emptying every drawer in the kitchen, washing all those little plastic trays and putting everything back again. Sorting through ten years of paperbacks and, instead getting lost in a favorite old thriller, packing them up for the book sale. Same goes for organizing your sweater drawer and changing batteries, light bulbs and the furnace filter. And don’t forget your taxes are due in less than a month.

Sure the first day of spring is welcomed but (unless you live to wash windows and organize old bills and bank statements) the spring To-Do list is not. Why not shake things up with some lighthearted fun and a spring-has-sprung list? Mine might look something like this:

1. Ski at least one last time and wear your favorite Hawaiian shirt. If you don’t have a Hawaiian shirt, improvise. When the snow turns to wet cement, relax on the deck with a burger and beer.

2. Spend a rainy afternoon at the movies. Don’t forget the Milk Duds … unless you prefer Junior Mints or Jujubes.

3. And since there will inevitably be more than one rainy day, spend a morning at your favorite museum. Most museums have a charming and delicious little café tucked into a corner somewhere. Take a break to rest your feet while you enjoy a coffee and croissant or a lovely lunch.

4. Whether it’s lunch or dinner, next time you’re out on the town, skip the entrée. Instead, enjoy a gorgeous salad, wicked appetizer and decadent dessert. Do not feel guilty for one single minute. If you do, hum a little tune to get your mother’s voice out of your head.

5. Pack a picnic and head to the lake to watch the ice melt. If you can’t find one, start an ice-out pool. Bring a good book or a Frisbee; an ice-out is a little like watching paint dry except you’re out in the sunshine.

6. When warm breezes blow and the sky is bluer than blue, fly a kite. Yes, the fields will be muddy but don’t let that bother you. Throw on your rubber boots and raise your face to the sun. Afterwards, stop by that gelato shop you love or whip up a batch of your favorite flavor at home.

7. On the next warm, sunny afternoon, drive to the coast and take a walk on the beach. Stop for tea and a cupcake before you drive home again.

8. While you’re in a beachy mood, turn your next dinner into a beach party. Invite everyone to dress appropriately in sundresses, shorts, t-shirts and flip-flops. Dust off your old Beach Boy albums and drag the grill out of the garage. It’s time to dance and serve up your favorite warm weather dishes.

9. Or search the world for recipes from warm, sunny climes. A new chicken recipe would be good. Try something exotic with interesting herbs and spices. Invite your nearest and dearest over to enjoy it with you.

10. Invent a new cocktail (with or without alcohol) and name it Spring Has Sprung. Ask your friends to do the same and host a taste-off and tapas party. With a fun and festive evening of fancy drinks and good food, everyone goes home a winner.

Enjoy the early spring and bon appétit!

Moroccan Chicken with Green Olives and Preserved Lemon

With a wonderful combination of lemon and spice, Chicken with Green Olives and Preserved Lemon is a great dish to celebrate spring. Enjoy!

Serves 4

Olive oil
4 chicken breasts or thighs or a mix of both
1 medium onion, coarsely chopped
4 cloves garlic, minced
1 tablespoon fresh ginger, minced
1 teaspoon cinnamon
1 teaspoon freshly ground pepper
1 teaspoon cumin
1 teaspoon sweet or hot paprika
1 teaspoon or to taste red pepper flakes
1 teaspoon cloves
1/2 teaspoon kosher or sea salt
1/2 cup cracked green olives, pitted and quartered
1 cup dry white wine
1 cup chicken stock
1 large pinch saffron
1 bay leaf
1 preserved lemon (8 wedges), recipe follows
Garnish: fresh cilantro leaves, chopped

Heat a little olive oil in a large casserole over medium high heat. Add the chicken to the casserole and cook each side for about 5 minutes or until golden brown. Remove the chicken from the pot and reserve.

Add the onions to the casserole and cook, stirring frequently, until translucent. Add the garlic, ginger, cinnamon, pepper, cumin, paprika, red pepper flakes, cloves and salt and cook for 2-3 minutes more. Add the olives, wine, stock, saffron and bay leaf to the pot and stir to combine.

Rinse the preserved lemon wedges and separate the pulp from the peel. Discard the pulp, cut the peel into strips and add to pot.

Return the chicken to the casserole and bring to a boil. Reduce the heat to low, cover and cook for 35 to 40 minutes or until the chicken is cooked through. Discard the bay leaf and transfer the chicken to a serving platter or individual plates. Spoon a little sauce over the chicken and garnish with cilantro. Serve immediately with additional sauce.

Preserved Lemons
8-12 fresh lemons
About 1/3 cup kosher or sea salt

Slice half of the lemons in eights. In a mixing bowl, toss the lemons generously with salt. Tightly pack the lemons and salt in a clean, sterilized pint jar. Add the juice of the remaining lemons to the jar. If you don’t have enough lemons and lemon juice to fill the jar, top it off with extra virgin olive oil.

Secure the lid and store in the refrigerator for at least 10 days before using. The lemons will keep, refrigerated, for at least a couple of months.

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A Few Things You Should Know (If You Don’t Already) & Israeli Couscous

Life is filled with simple truths. Some we believe intuitively while others are learned through trial and error. Some gems of wisdom are passed down from our parents. In case you haven’t figured it out, many of those gems are not true. For instance, your face will not freeze that way and chocolate will not give you pimples. Anyway, here are a few things you should know if you don’t already:

1. Recipes with more than six ingredients are NOT difficult to make. They just have lots of ingredients. Sure there is a bit more measuring but how difficult is it to spoon out a teaspoon of this and a half teaspoon of that. And yes, you’ll probably have a little more chopping to do. But heck, if you can chop a carrot, you can chop a radish.

When in doubt, read the recipe carefully, take a deep breath and be fearless!

2. It’s okay to use olive oil to sauté, roast or grill but use a good extra virgin for vinaigrettes, sauces, dips and that final, finishing drizzle. Season as you go, never cook with wine that isn’t good enough to drink and always cook with love. You’ll taste the difference. When in doubt, remember “everything tastes better with butter.” If you don’t believe me; believe Julia.

3. Lots of people will tell you to choose a recipe, it doesn’t really matter what, and make it your signature dish. Once you’ve perfected it, your friends and family will shower you and your fabulous red velvet cupcakes or goat cheese tartlets with unwavering praise.

Until maybe the umpteenth time (sometimes even sooner), when all that unwavering praise will inexplicably begin to waver, then falter and even evaporate. It’s our short attention span, culinary and otherwise. You’ll know everyone is tired of you tartlets when you are specifically instructed to bring a salad to the next potluck.

Change is good.

Except maybe at Thanksgiving. Then your family won’t be looking for your specialty. They’ll be looking for your mother’s specialty. Except she actually got it from her mother who got it from her mother all the way back to Ellis Island, Plymouth Rock or the invention of Campbell’s Cream of Mushroom Soup in 1934.

4. Eight is the perfect number for a dinner party when you want sparkling conversation to go with your amazing food. On the other hand, the more the merrier on Thanksgiving, Christmas and Easter. It wouldn’t be the holidays without a side order of melodrama to go with the turkey or leg of lamb. Same holds true for a Super Bowl bash and any birthday that ends with a zero.

5. Unless it’s a small, intimate dinner party, don’t bring flowers. A nice bottle of wine, a box of chocolates or a sweet little tchotchke from your favorite gift shop – they’re all good.

I love flowers. I really do. However, I remember one party when nineteen people piled into my little apartment and more than half of them brought flowers. I was already juggling coats and kisses, pouring wine and passing canapés. Adding a mad scramble to find more vases than I owned was … well … you get the picture.

If you insist on flowers (and I’d be delighted if you did), don’t be offended if your host unceremoniously plunks them in an old jug in the corner of the kitchen. If she’s like me she will happily find the perfect vase and spot for them in the morning.

Better yet, send a nice bouquet the day after the party.

Bon appétit!

Israeli Couscous
A great side dish, Israeli Couscous is delicious with a lovely fish stew on a cold winter night. In the summer, serve it hot or at room temperature with grilled lamb or chicken. Enjoy!

Serves 6-8

2 cups chicken or vegetable broth
1 1/2 cups Israeli couscous
Pinch saffron
1/2 teaspoon fresh thyme
Kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper
Grated zest and juice of 1 orange
Grated zest and juice of 1 lemon
Extra-virgin olive oil
2-3 tablespoons chopped parsley
2 tablespoons toasted pine nuts
2-3 scallions, thinly sliced

Bring the broth to a boil, stir in the couscous, saffron and thyme; season with salt and pepper and return to a boil. Reduce the heat, cover and simmer until the broth is absorbed.

Add the citrus zests and juices, drizzle with a little olive oil and toss to combine. Let the couscous sit for a minute or two to absorb the juices. Sprinkle with pine nuts, parsley and scallions, toss to combine and serve hot or at room temperature.

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Sail of the Century & Baba Ganoush

Summer comes late and leaves early in New Hampshire. Mornings have already turned chilly, the kids are back at school and Labor Day has come and gone. It seems like just last week my summer neighbors were throwing open the windows to air out musty cottages and dragging their docks and boats into the water. Over the weekend, Pleasant Lake was buzzing with activity; but sadly the key tasks were packing up and putting summer toys away.


For many years, a small fleet of boats sailed and raced on Pleasant Lake. Regattas were held to help celebrate the 4th of July and Labor Day Weekend. In between there were races every Saturday afternoon. Not the swish regattas and races of Newport or Long Island with yachts, white flannels and navy blue blazers. This group sailed Sunfishes and for the most part it was made up of guys in baggy, madras swimming trunks. These weekend Skippers were accountants, salesmen, realtors and small businesses owners. They loved to sail and race their little boats and were constantly frustrated by the fickle winds of Pleasant Lake. Most Saturdays the Sunfish flopped around in the middle of the lake while everyone prayed for even the smallest puff of wind. They were mostly disappointed until the Sail of the Century.

Late August and September fall in the thick of hurricane season. Every year or so, a tropical storm or hurricane makes its way up the eastern seaboard to New England. By the time they reach us, they have lost their category 5 or 4 or whatever status. But, as Irene showed us last week, they still can pack a lot of wind and water. I remember one particular Labor Day weekend. Much to the delight of Pleasant Lake sailors, New Hampshire was hit with the remnants of a big, bad storm.

It was a nasty weekend to close up cottages. The wind blew a gale, it rained and hail was reported. Tennis tournaments and cookouts were cancelled. The uninitiated assumed that the Labor Day Weekend Sunfish Regatta was also cancelled. Unperturbed, in fact excited, the Skippers met at the beach for the race. They were surprised to discover that the Race Officials were missing. Not particularly official, the Race Committee included my Mom and a couple of her friends. They were home keeping dry and packing up for the return to suburbia.

Calls were made and before long, a crowd gathered on the wet and windy beach to debate the sanity of sailing in a gale. The Skippers won the debate. As a concession, they agreed to sail with a crew for some added weight and stability. Choosing a crew was a new phenomenon on placid Pleasant Lake. The average Skipper had 2.3 children, so they started their search at home. Their enthusiasm was catching and most kids were happy to jump on board. My dad set his sights on my little brother. The smaller the crew, the faster the boat would fly. No surprise, my mom declared that her five year old God-loved-angel would not be sailing in gale force winds.

My little brother was left on the beach, my sister decided the whole thing was nuts so I won the draw and crewed for Dad. It was a wild ride. The Sunfish flew around the course. A few boats flipped but happily everyone got home safely and in one piece. Who won the race? I don’t think that anyone remembers or really cares. As for us, Dad and I just know that it was 2 great days; wildly exhilarating, a bit frightening and loads of fun. It was the perfect end to a perfect summer!

Bon appétit!

Baba Ganoush
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I always feel sorry for the summer people who pack up and leave on Labor Day. I love September on Pleasant Lake … particularly evenings on the beach with a glass of wine and something to nibble. Enjoy!
Serves 6-8
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1-2 eggplants (about 2 pounds)
Olive oil
1/2 small onion, finely chopped
2 cloves garlic, cut in slivers
2 tablespoons lemon juice
1/4 cup tahini
1/4 cup chopped flat leaf parsley
1/4 teaspoon paprika
Kosher salt and freshly pepper to taste
Pita bread, cut in triangles
Fresh vegetables

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees.

Cut the eggplants in half. Brush with olive oil. Cut slits into the eggplants, insert the garlic slivers and bake cut side up at 350 degrees until eggplant is soft, about 40 minutes. Scoop the eggplant and garlic out of the skin and put in the bowl of a food processor.

While the eggplants are baking, sauté the onion in a little olive oil for 5-10 minutes or until translucent.

Add the onion, tahini, lemon juice, parsley, paprika, salt and pepper to the eggplant. Pulse to mash and combine.

Bake the pita triangles at 350 degrees until crisp and golden, about 10 minutes. Serve the Baba Ganoush with warm and crispy pita triangles and/or fresh veggies.

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Weekend Special – Surviving Rainy Days

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Forget April showers, it’ the middle of May and it’s been raining every … single … day for a week. Even worst, there is more, too much more, in the forecast.

It may be cold and damp but it doesn’t seem right to cook up a wintery concoction. At the same time, who wants to stand outside by the grill in the rain?

What to cook when the calendar says spring and the weather says blech!?! I like to bring out dishes that have their roots in the hot, dry dessert!

Here are a few ideas!

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To Start:
Brighten everyone’s mood with a special cocktail. Inspired by the sweet and spicy mint chai (tea) found in a Moroccan tea room, try my Moroccan Mintini. Next, instead of the same-old-same-old platter of cheese and crackers, start your guests off with Feta & Walnut Spread. Add a few Spicy Olives and Roasted Almonds to nibble.

The Main Event:
My Spicy Chicken Stew will remind you of Morocco on a cool, clear evening. Pretend you are on an oasis under a full desert moon. Add some Couscous with Dried Fruit and Pine Nuts and dinner is done. This almost one dish dinner is delicious and a bit exotic on a dreary spring weekend. It’s great for entertaining because you can make the chicken stew in advance. Gently reheat while you and your guests relax and over cocktails and hors d’oeurvres.

Sweet Finale:
Top it off with a cool and creamy favorite like Honeyed Apricots with Creamy Yogurt.

Have a fun and festive feast! Bon appétit!

Moroccan Mintinis
Serve 4-6

8 ounces Moroccan Mint Spiced Chai Syrup
4 ounce sweet Marsala
8 ounces vodka
Garnish: mint sprigs

Put the chai syrup, marsala and vodka in a container and shake well. Put in the freezer for several hours.

Remove from the freezer, give it another shake and pour into a chilled martini glass. Garnish with a sprig of mint.

If you want a tini which isn’t quite so strong, add a splash of very cold mint tea or seltzer.

Moroccan Mint Spiced Chai Syrup
2 teaspoons black tea or 1 tea bag
1/2 teaspoon cardamom
1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
1/4 teaspoon cloves
1/4 teaspoon allspice
1/4 teaspoon freshly ground pepper
1/4 teaspoon kosher salt
1/2 cup honey or to taste
About 12 fresh mint leaves

Put the tea or tea bag in a small bowl. Bring 1 cup (3/4 cup if using a tea bag) water to a boil. Add the water to the tea, cover and brew for 5-7 minutes.

Strain the tea into a small saucepan; add the spices and honey. Bring to a boil, reduce heat and simmer for about 5 minutes. Remove from heat and add the mint leaves. Let steep and cool  for 1 hour.

Strain the syrup through a fine-meshed tea sieve into a clean, glass jar. Refrigerate until ready to use.

For a nonalcoholic cool and refreshing drink:

Moroccan Mint Spiced Chai
Serves 1

1 part Moroccan Mint Spiced Chai Syrup
2 parts cold mint tea
2 parts skim milk
Garnish: sprig of mint

Put the chai syrup in a glass, stir in the mint tea and skim milk. Garnish with a sprig of mint.

Are you building an ark? Growing webs between your toes? How are you staying happy and sane during all this rainy weather? I’d love to hear from you! Let’s get a conversation going. To make a comment, just click on Comments below. I’d be delighted to add you to the growing list of blog subscribers. To subscribe: just scroll back up, fill in your email address and click on the Sign Me Up button. You’ll get an email asking you to confirm your subscription … confirm and you will automatically receive a new story and recipe every week.

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The Perfect Mom & Honeyed Apricots with Creamy Yogurt

Writing this blog and sharing some of the tales told around my table is a lot of fun. I especially like reflecting back and sharing childhood adventures. My friend Thea calls mine an idyllic childhood. She is sure I grew up in the perfect family. Except for the lifelong trauma and drama of being a middle child, she’s right.

I admit from time to time I hesitate before sharing. A few tales have been left unwritten, even ones that make me laugh out loud or at least grin from ear to ear. Why the hesitation? I can assure you, mine is not a devious past. Well nothing underhanded enough to call out a SWAT team and bloodhounds. There are no scandalous secrets that would get my dad booted out of the golf club or put my mom on the cover of a supermarket tabloid. I have no startling revelations that would destroy careers or fuel a million dollar law suit. My friends, family and I may think ourselves daring, dashing and absolutely fascinating but (sigh) we are a pretty ordinary (although never dull) bunch.

Still from time to time, my fingers hesitate above the keyboard. I fret and worry that someone will mutter or even shout, “What were they thinking?!?” They of course would be my parents. And by parents, the critics would really mean my mother because when it comes to raising children the buck stops with mom. Or at least it did when I was a kid.

So what did Mom do that could warrant a horrified look or whispered criticism? Did she let us skip school, eat ice cream for breakfast and run around with scissors? Of course not! I was just lucky enough to grow up before back-to-back playdates and practices became the norm for ten year olds.

Compared to an average kid today, my childhood was the epitome of slap dash spontaneity. And thank goodness for that. Admittedly, Mom insisted we learn to swim and made a few intermittent, halfhearted attempts at tennis lessons but she never scheduled us from morning to night. Especially in the summer we had lots of time to dream and explore, to find and create our own fun.

On foot or by bike, my friends and I did a fair amount of rambling and roving. We played kick-the-can and hide-and-seek. When we got bored we wandered into the woods to explore and see what we could find. We never got so lost that we couldn’t find our way home. We took a few tumbles and skinned a few elbows and knees. My brother fell in the pond at least once but one of the bigger kids yanked him out. At the end of the day we’d wander home, sometimes a little wet or muddy or covered in poison ivy.

The family dogs Penny and Eeyore usually came along on our escapades. I suppose if anything had gone terribly wrong one of them could have raced home for help. The dogs watched Lassie with us on Sunday nights so they knew just what to do.

Times have changed but as I remember it, Mom was the perfect mother. And my memory, while selective, is so good it is frightening. Besides it’s my fingers on the keyboard; it’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Mom gave my sister, brother and me lots of room to grow and be our best selves. By luck or by design, she managed to raise three very different, never dull kids.

Happy Day Mom and bon appétit!

Honeyed Apricots with Creamy Yogurt
A perfect springtime dessert! Whether it’s brunch, lunch or dinner, sweet and creamy yogurt will make a great addition to your Mothers’ Day feast! Enjoy!
Serves 6

32 ounces nonfat yogurt
1/4 cup (or to taste) honey
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 tablespoon Marsala
1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
Pinch nutmeg
Juice of 1/2 orange
Grated zest orange of 1/2 orange
1/2 cup tiny chocolate chips (optional)
1/4 cup toasted pine nuts for garnish

Put the yogurt in a colander or sieve lined with a clean dishtowel or coffee filter; let drain for at least 2-3 hours. While the yogurt is draining, prepare the apricots.

Put the honey, vanilla, Marsala, cinnamon, nutmeg, orange juice and zest in a medium bowl and whisk to combine. Add the yogurt and whisk until smooth. Stir in 1/4 cup chocolate chips.

Spoon the yogurt cream into dessert or wine glasses. Top with a generous spoonful of apricots. Sprinkle with pine nuts and remaining chocolate chips and serve.

Apricots
1 cup dried apricots, cut in slivers
1 tablespoon honey
1 tablespoon Marsala
1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
Juice of 1/2 orange
Grated zest orange of 1/2 orange

Combine the apricots, honey, Marsala, cinnamon, orange juice and zest. Cover and store in the refrigerator for at least an hour to allow the apricots to absorb the liquid and plump up.

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Weekend Special – Apres-ski Mediterranean Dinner

It looks like sun and maybe a bit more snow this weekend. Whether you chose to get out on the slopes, head to the rink or ramble through the woods, it looks like a great weekend to spend time outdoors.

The fun doesn’t have to end when the sun sets. Why not invite friends and family in for dinner?

Tired of the same old, same old? Need a little inspiration? A few ideas?

Here goes!

Start by gathering around the fireplace and unwinding with a glass of wine. No need for a lot of complicated hors d’oeurvres. Keep it simple with some Spicy Olives and my favorite Roasted Almonds.

When you’re ready for dinner, keep it fresh and light and start with a crunchy salad with Fennel & Feta.

Next, my Spicy Chicken Stew will not only fill your bellies with gladness, it will fill the house with warm and wonderful aromas. Add some couscous, plain or fancy with dried fruit and pine nuts and dinner is done.

Finally, top it off with Sweet Dream Bars. If you’re lucky you may have a few leftover to bring to the mountain on Sunday.

Enjoy and bon appétit!

What’s your favorite cold weather dishes? I’d love to hear from you! Let’s get a conversation going. To make a comment, just click on Comments below. I’d be delighted to add you to the growing list of blog subscribers. To subscribe: just scroll back up, fill in your email address and click on the Sign Me Up button. You’ll get an email asking you to confirm your subscription … confirm and you will automatically receive a new story and recipe every week.

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Dance the Night Away & Roasted Red Pepper Dip

When I was a teenager, my friends and I got together every summer and organized a dance. We did it for fun and for something to do. I was one of the summer people. We headed to Pleasant Lake as soon as school got out in June and stayed until late afternoon on Labor Day. We kept pretty busy, particularly during the day.

The nights were a different story. The town was pretty quiet then, I guess it still is. When it came to night life, there was a bowling alley, a few places to buy an ice cream cone and not much else. We joked that the public works department rolled up the streets every night at 8:30.

Most nights we hung out on the beach. From time to time we’d go out on the lake in someone’s motorboat. We’d cruise around and get as close to the rocky shore as we dared. There was a girls’ camp about halfway down the lake and I think some of the boys were hoping to catch them skinny-dipping. They might have succeeded once but I’m not sure. Even if they did, I don’t think they saw much. I’m guessing their flashlights’ batteries were either waning or dead.

Our parents took pity on us and every year they let us organize a dance. We got away with it because we always gave our few dollars of profit to the hospital and Hospital Day. We swept the Annex, a big old barn-like building. We made posters and put them up all over town. We hired a band. We were forced to hire the police for traffic control. A few parents grudging volunteered to chaperone. I was always thankful that my parents never did.

Townies and Flatlanders alike, we decked ourselves out in skimpy mini-skirts and bell bottoms. We all dressed to impress, praying we wouldn’t get stuck on the sidelines like a row of forlorn wall flowers. I agonized over my curly hair, trying to straighten it. As the sun set, the air turned cool and damp and my flattened curls was transformed into halo of fluffy frizz. Eye liner, mascara, pale lip gloss and a flowery mini-dress completed my look.

Every year 100 or more kids showed up to dance. The turnout was particularly good when Aerosmith played. Yes, that Aerosmith. I’m not positive but I think we got them two years in a row. Then they moved to Boston, hit it big and never played in our funky old Annex again. I can’t say that I blame them. We never paid them more than $25, maybe $50, hardly motivation for a return engagement.

At the time I think we realized that Aerosmith was better than the other garage bands that played at our summer dances. It might be my imagination but there was a lot more energy and the crowd was much better looking when Aerosmith played. We danced better and looked hotter, or at least we thought we did. I’m sure their music knocked the frizz right out of my hair. Plus the chaperoning parents stayed outside to save their ears from the deafening blast.

When Aerosmith got their big break and first record, we rushed to the store. For most of us, there was more than a little vicarious delight in having “our” band make it. We were teenagers, dividing our time between Boston’s suburbs and rural New Hampshire. The closest we’d ever come to fame or anyone famous was, well, nowhere and no one. (Except for my brother John. Bobby Orr was the guest speaker at his father-son Cub Scout dinner. But that doesn’t count because Johnny wasn’t a teenager yet.)

Here’s hoping you dance, not once but many times this summer. Bon appétit!

Roasted Red Pepper & Walnut Dip
Roasted peppers , yogurt and crunchy walnuts combine in a deliciously different dip. Enjoy it with a glass of wine on the deck or lakeside.
Makes about 2 cups

2 red bell peppers, cut in large chunks
1 small red onion
2 cloves garlic
1/4 jalapeno pepper or to taste
Extra-virgin olive oil
1/4 teaspoon minced thyme
1 teaspoon cumin
1/4 teaspoon allspice
Kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper
2 teaspoons honey
1 tablespoon lime juice
1 cup plain yogurt
1/2 cup walnuts, toasted lightly and finely chopped

Toasted pita triangles
Fresh vegetables

Drain the yogurt. Place the yogurt in a coffee filter set in a sieve or colander over a bowl. Set aside in the refrigerator for 2 hours or longer until thickened. Discard the watery whey.

Preheat the oven to 450 degrees.

Put the peppers, onion, garlic and jalapeno pepper on a rimmed baking sheet. Drizzle with olive oil, sprinkle with thyme, cumin, allspice and season with salt and pepper to taste; toss to combine.  Roast at 450 degrees until the vegetables are caramelized about 20 minutes. (When the temperature climbs, fire up the grill and toss everything into a grill basket. Cook, stirring frequently until the veggies are tender and caramelized – about 10 minutes.)

Remove from the oven and add the lime juice and honey and toss to combine.

Let the vegetables cool for about 15 minutes. Put the vegetables in a food processor and pulse until finely chopped. Add the yogurt and process until well combined. Add the chopped walnuts and pulse to combine.

Refrigerate until ready to serve. Serve with fresh vegetables and warm pita wedges.

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Do you have a favorite Aerosmith story? Or memory of a special summer evening or band from your teenage years? I’d love to hear from you! Let’s get a conversation going. To make a comment, just click on Comments below.

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