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You know you’re from Northwestern Pennsylvania if…
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• You consider an exotic vacation to be a trip to Ocean City, Virginia Beach, or Myrtle Beach.
• You don’t understand all the hype about Rolling Rock beer; you’ve been drinking it for years even though Iron City is better.
• You get time off of work/school for the entire three-day doe season.
• You can use the phrase “fire-hall wedding reception” and not even bat an eye.
• You know that Blue Ball, Espy, Oil City, Intercourse, Bird-in-Hand, Mars, Venus, and Slippery Rock are all PA towns.
• You know the time and location of every “wing ding night” in a 20 mile radius.

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A nice roast goose

I’m reposting this from the spring because t’is the season for a fat roast goose. Posting will be light as I decide what to do with this blog. Life has an odd way of getting in the way of hobbies.

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If you ever get a chance to try goose, do NOT pass it up. Today being Easter (or Feaster in my case, being an absolute heathen), we celebrated with our bi-annual roast goose dinner. So how did an American end up with such an English dish? A few years ago during a layover in England, I picked up a Jilly Cooper novel. The British version of Olivia Goldsmith, she is the literary equivalent to crack cocaine. I ended up buying all of her novels through Ebay. My favorite of all her characters is Taggie Campbell-Black, a marvelous and angelic cook. It drove me ducky trying to figure out some of the food items mentioned. How much does the average American know about kedgeree, parsnips, or Pimm’s? In my case, not a lot. The year was 1998, Google was still not born and my grasp of Internet search engines was somewhat limited. It took some years to finally solve the mystery of kedgeree. I was reduced to asking strangers on the subway who spoke with English accents. (It annoys me no end when people I don’t know randomly ask me questions about Asian foods, so perhaps that was payback. Or I’m a flaming hypocrite. Take your pick.) Christmas goose was mentioned a few times in the novels that had me intrigued. The wonderful place we get our food from carries goose during the holidays so I ventured to get one. And instantly fell in love.

A few things about goose….

The grease
Geese fly long distances so they need to have some extra junk in the trunk to keep going. It is an intercontinental bird after all. Roast in a large, deep pan fitted with a rack. I usually have one and a half pickle jars full of leftover goose fat. It is liquid gold, people! Make sure you save some. The stuff keeps well in the freezer. I pour 2 tablespoons of melted fat into popover batter, use it to sauté mushrooms, or stir fries, etc. One of these days, I’m going off the deep end and using it for French fries.


Size

It is deceptively large because of the cavity. A 12lb bird isn’t going to feed 12 people. Q and I may just be goose heads but a 10 pounder like we had today didn’t go very far. It’s a good idea to serve a lot of hearty sides like dressing/stuffing, taters, and the like so nobody leaves the table hungry.

Taste
It’s all dark meat, every single speck of it. Rich is a good adjective. And the skin is a miracle. Crispity, crunchity, it crackles between the teeth ever so pleasantly. It’s not unlike dark turkey meat and more like duck. Very good stuff. One bite of goose is worth 10 of chicken, duck, turkey, capon, game hen…..did I mention we’re goose heads here?

The only strenuous part is the excess fat removal before it goes in the oven. And I’ll spare y’all the gruesome pictures from this morning of me wrestling the neck off with a pair of scissors. Someone forgot that little detail along with a few spare feathers that were left on the wings. I cut a lot of excess fat around and inside the cavity. See the pic below.

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The next step is very important. Prick the skin all over with a fork, so that the fat layers are pierced but not the meat. That helps the fat melt off of it better. Salt and pepper the whole thing. I don’t recommend stuffing this type of bird because the legs are rather short and hard to tie together. That and you’ll end up with a very greasy stuffing. Good as it is, it would probably be like biting into a piece of toast that’s soggy with bacon grease. If that sounds sexy, then by all means go for it.

Into the oven it goes at 325F, 15 minutes per pound. Like any other poultry, test with a thermometer and let it rest for 20-30 minutes before carving.

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Chicken and Apples Casserole

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Of all the cookbooks and magazines I got to peruse while house sitting there was one that I ended up reading cover to cover. It’s called Carolyn’s Kitchen Revisited and was written by a local cook who writes for the town newspaper. You’ll be seeing a lot of her recipes here since I copied nearly half the book down. The cottage cheese dill bread and the cinnamon loaf with the jumping raisins both come from there.

I changed the recipe quite a bit since it originally lists a cup of heavy cream blended with some cider. I threw the cream part out entirely but kept a bit of the cider. Everything gives off enough liquid that the chicken gets a nice bath and is in no danger of drying out, so adding a lot of beverage isn’t necessary.

For sides, this would go great with scalloped potatotes or any other kind of starch. We ended up having leftover spinach soup.

Chicken and Apples Casserole
2 tbsp. olive oil
3 lbs. chicken breasts, boneless and skinless
3 apples, peeled, cored, and diced
1 large onion, diced
2 tbsp. fresh thyme
1/2 c. apple cider

1) Cut the chicken breast in big pieces (3 inch chunks) and saute in the olive oil. 3-5 minutes per side.
2) Remove to a large casserole dish.
3) Add the onions and apples to the pan and a pinch of salt/pepper. Add more oil if it’s dry. Saute for 5-7 minutes.
4) Pour the onions and apples on top of the chicken.
5) Add the cider.
5) Sprinkle the thyme leaves (or just strip them over the dish).
6) Cover tightly with foil and bake at 375F for 50-60 minutes.

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My heart goes out to those stuck in inferno like temperatures across the country. I hope you’re staying cool and drinking lots of water. It’s been a surprisingly cool summer here so far. Knock on wood. It was supposed to be in the 90’s today with thick strangling humidity but then it ended up being in the 60’s with a breeze. I enjoyed every second of it, I view hot humid weather as a form of punishment and will do anything to get away from it.

It’ll probably be one of the last times this summer that I’ll be able to have the oven on, so I took advantage of it and made a nice roasted meal that isn’t too heavy. Having fresh summer vegetables and being able to cook them without dying of heat stroke was nice.

The secret to breaded anything? Fresh bread crumbs. Take a few slices of your favorite bread and pulse it a few times in the food processor for about a minute. The wonderful smell and feel of the fresh spongy crumbs under your fingertips will make it hard going back to the store bought type. If you don’t have a food processor, consider investing in one. They’re relatively inexpensive these days and most come with attachments that stretch the number of things you can use it for. If you still don’t have one, eh, a blender can be used.

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This is what I call a common sense dish. Of course it’s from the Barefoot Contessa, can you tell? It uses a great cut of chicken, lovely goat cheese, fresh herbs, and an occasional slice of tomato. It’s easy to prepare, the ingredients are available year round, works as a summer/spring/fall/winter dinner, goes well with pretty much any sides, and is delicious. It just makes a good meal. We have it a few times a month and never get sick of it.

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Curry Chicken Salad

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If I have to eat one more chicken salad, I’m going to lose it. But at least I have the recipe for the wedding. It took me 4 tries to get a lock on it, but this is the one. No pictures or recipes of the failed experiments (one was an herb dressing, another had a touch of habaneros, the worst of the bunch used olive oil instead of mayo, etc.) though I may try to go back to those later. Normally I love the stuff but after two days of it, I’m through with it. When the wedding finally rolls around, I will be stearing clear of this dish.

Since the lobster rolls will have a touch of mayonnaise, I figured the chicken salad shouldn’t be too heavy. So I went with plain yogurt for a dressing with a tiny bit of Miracle Whip to give it zing.

For the chicken breasts, I prefer roasting over poaching. The texture comes out better when it’s shredded. Also, like Ina Garten, I use the bone-in, skin on type of breasts. Just drizzle with olive oil, salt/pepper, and roast at 375 for 45-60 minutes.

Yogurt Curry Dressing
1 c. plain yogurt
2 tbsp. Miracle Whip
2 tbsp. curry powder
1 tbsp. Worcestershire sauce
a few dashes of Tabasco
1 tsp. pepper
1 tsp. salt

2 c. diced celery, minced fine
1/2 c. shallots, minced fine
1 c. red grapes, quartered
2-3 lbs. of roasted chicken breasts
1/2 slivered almonds

-Make the dressing first, adding one ingredient at a time until everything’s mixed in.
-Combine the shallots, celery, and grapes in a large bowl. Add a pinch of salt/pepper and stir.
-Shred the chicken and add it to the bowl.
-Going a few spoonfulls at a time, stir in the dressing until you get the consistancy you want.
-Sprinkle in the almonds and stir.

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Here’s my definition of Murphy’s Law:
1) your cholesterol and blood pressure skyrocket to the point where you’re forced to take it dead seriously
2) you have a hard core lust for fried chicken
3) a few months later after point 1, a Popeye’s Chicken and Biscuits opens up in your neighborhood
4) the proximity of said PC&B coincides with your daily commute home on the subway and EVERY SINGLE FREAKING DAY WITHOUT FAIL you’re seated very close to the person bringing home the 20-piece box with it’s aromatic fried seduction pushing at your very last ounce of self restraint

At some point in my life, I must have seriously pissed off the makers of fate. I know this is true because the handful of times I’ve gotten off the subway early, to avoid the tempting smells by reboarding another train, only to get on board with another patron of Popeye’s, who not only sits within smelling distance, but takes out a leg/thigh/wing/breast out of the box and eats it in front of me and the other 40 people present. What, did I torture cute little animals or beat innocent old ladies to death in a former life? What in the hell did I do to deserve this??????

Which is why I’m DAMN happy to have found an alternate way around this deep fried hell.

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