Frittatas are just about the easiest thing to make with eggs. When you have company, a nice frittata — hot from the oven — is an ideal egg dish to make for a crowd; it’s certainly more efficient than scrambling eggs, or worse, frying them up to order. But with a small pan or miniature skillet such as the one I’ve used when cooking for just myself, this is a dish that can be pared down to serve one without suffering in the slightest. This particular combination was inspired by a favorite item on the breakfast menu of the Walnut Avenue Cafe in Santa Cruz, about which you can read here in this article from The Tomboy’s Guide to California, part one in a three-part series detailing all my favorite things and places in the town where I’ve spent so much time, first as a day-tripper with my family growing up and then as a college student. That scramble introduced me to the idea of using zucchini in breakfast eggs, which, frankly, sounded really weird to me at first. But sliced thinly, the squash is tender and delicious and doesn’t dominate this dish. I’ve added Yukon Gold potatoes to make this even heartier, but you can really make a frittata using anything you’ve got in your fridge.
Piper
Sometimes there’s nothing better than a simple, buttery, tender sugar cookie. And no bakery can replicate the pure perfection of these delicate, flaky cookies. Flavorful and sweet from the addition of both vanilla and almond extracts, a little bit soft and a little bit crunchy from the decorating sugar on top, these are a cinch to whip up. But you don’t have to tell your sweetheart that. Place a cooled stack of these cookies in a celophane bag and tie with a ribbon to present to your loved one (or your girlfriends if you’re boycotting Valentine’s Day this year — it happens, and it doesn’t mean that you should be deprived of cookies this good and so addictive that yours truly recently downed eight in the course of a single evening… in the name of research, of course.)
Happy Valentine’s Day.
Superbowl Chili and Buttermilk Corn Muffins
Ah, football season! The air is crisp; the spirals are perfect; the Mary’s are hailed! I could hardly tell you what the difference between a runningback and a tailback is, but my friends, I can really get into watching a game if there’s some good gameday tailgate food to be had. When football was on the roster in my house growing up, that meant a huge pot of chili simmering away on the stove all afternoon. And if we were having chili, you can bet your sweet spirited you-know-what that we were having cornbread with it. This chili is one of my all-time favorite comfort foods: hearty but not heavy; just the right amount of spicy; a perfect base for tons of toppings. Whether or not the game is on, a big batch of chili is always the right call.
Superbowl Chili
Ingredients
1 Tablespoon Extra Virgin olive oil
1 lb ground chuck or ground round beef
1 yellow onion, chopped
1 green bell pepper, chopped
5 cloves garlic, minced
1 28 oz can (or two 14 oz cans) chopped Roma tomatoes
2 Tablespoons tomato paste
2 cans (15 oz) kidney beans (or, a combination of kidney, pinto and black beans for 3 bean chili)
4 Tablespoons chili powder
1 teaspoon ground cumin
1 Tablespoon dried oregano
1 teaspoon salt
Pepper to taste
1-2 cups water (optional)
1 jalapeño, seeded and finely minced (optional)
Fixin’s
Shredded cheddar cheese
Sliced scallions
Sour cream
In a skillet or, preferably, cast iron Dutch Oven, heat the oil. Add the beef and cook, breaking it up with a spoon, until the fat has cooked off and the meat is able to brown. Next, add the onion and bell pepper, and cook until tender. Add the garlic, stirring to incorporate and making sure it doesn’t burn, about one minute. If you’re planning to add a jalapeño, now’s the time. Quickly stir in the tomatoes, kidney beans and seasonings. Bring the mixture to a boil and add the tomato paste. If the mixture looks too thick, add the water, one cup at a time. Allow the chili to simmer for 30 minutes to an hour, adding additional water until it reaches the desired consistency. Serve topped with all the fixin’s you like, alongside some hot buttermilk corn muffins.
Buttermilk Corn Muffins
Ingredients
1 1/4 cups yellow stone-ground cornmeal
3/4 cup all-purpose flour
2 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/4 cup sugar
2 eggs
3 Tablespoons vegetable oil or melted butter
1 cup buttermilk
Preheat oven to 425°. Make sure the eggs have been allowed to come to room temperature. Whisk together all the dry ingredients. Measure out the buttermilk, cracking the two eggs and whisking them together to combine, along with the oil (if using melted butter, add it directly to the dry ingredients). Slowly pour the buttermilk mixture into the dry ingredients, stirring together to make a smooth batter. Try not to over-stir. Using an ice cream scoop, measure out level scoops of the batter into a greased muffin tin, until each well is approximately 2/3 full. Bake 12-15 minutes, or until the tops are golden and a toothpick inserted into the top of a muffin comes out clean. Serve immediately with plenty of softened butter and a nice honey for drizzling.
Alternately, instead of muffins, you may pour the batter into a greased 8”x8” dish and bake for 15-18 minutes, or until the top is nicely browned and a toothpick comes out cleanly. Slice and serve immediately.
I read a zinger in Nashville’s own weekly magazine The Scene not long after I moved here that I can still recall, but only the last bit: “…these people love downtown Franklin and still have the California plates on their cars.” Erm, guilty, as charged. (Or at least I was then.) I wasn’t quite as stung as the writer had intended me to be, nor did I feel any shame in being a total cliche by falling head over heels with downtown Franklin. Here’s just one of the many reasons why: the Dickens of a Christmas street festival, which will be taking place this weekend.
The whole event is free to the public (good luck finding parking; there are little spots here and there if you know where to look. I, for one, am not generally as frugal as some but when it comes to paying for parking… it makes my blood boil. I simply refuse. I will do anything to avoid paying for parking. It just rankles my soul. There’s no other way to put it.) Saturday the festival will be open 10am to 5pm and from 12pm to 5pm Sunday. Sunday holds the distinction of being the occasion of the “Town Sing,” when everyone gathers around the roundabout at around 4:30. Sheet music will be passed around, and candles can be purchased for a buck. Both days, the streets of Historic Downtown Franklin are quite a scene to wander (apparently I was quite remiss to omit the Historical part from Downtown Franklin when I typed it previously. Yes, capital H. And don’t you forget it). Mingling with the crowds who meander from stall to stall are throngs of costumed actors. Dancers and musicians often surprise the distracted couples shuffling hand-in-hand nearby by bursting into song or dance numbers. If you search, you can find Ebenezer Scrooge, the entire Cratchit family, and enough ghosts to satisfy your Ghost Adventures fantasies for at least a few days. You might even have an encounter with Fagin’s pick-pocket posse. Father and Mother Christmas stroll benevolently up and down Main Street and, whether you’re young or old, it’s simply not possible to keep a smile off your face when you see them.
The street will be lined with stalls filled with the works of local artisans. You can participate in making arts and crafts, take in the performing artists, and take a ride in a horse-drawn carriage (it’s not a sleigh, kids, but it’ll have to do) for a mere $2. Who can resist that, huh? Not I! (The previous sentence is certain to strike fear into Reb’s unsuspecting heart.) Ah, I’ll make it up to him by buying him a freshly made cider doughnut, still warm and rolled in cinnamon sugar. (On the second thought, make it a dozen. I, like Si Robertson of Duck Dynasty, can take down a whole passel of warm doughnuts.)
The whole Victorian spectacle is not to be missed, and yes, it’s exactly the sort of thing that made this California girl even more certain that Tennessee was a magical place; blessed with more than its fair share of antebellum charm and sprightly Christmas traditions.
If You Go
For the full roster of performers and events listed by day, click on the link below.
I grew up in a family with a matriarchal structure, where those with two X chromosomes definitely outnumbered those who claimed a Y in the mix. So trust me, I’m quite familiar with every truism about how holiday foods and traditional Christmas treats go straight to the hips, grafting directly onto the thighs, etc. Even though we ate extremely healthfully most of the time, at Christmas there are definitely some treats that get made and gifted that aren’t particularly friendly to the health-conscious. So, to help even out every time you pop a coconut meltaway in your mouth, I’ve come up with a solution that’s filled with nutrients, simple to make, and not only that, but this recipe is extremely filling and deceptively rich without later coming after you with that heavy sort of, “oooof” feeling that one generally gets slammed with after eating genuinely rich foods.