Sunday, September 21, 2014

Blueberry almond lemon-curd skillet cake

This was inspired by this lemon curd cobbler by the Crepes of Wrath and some fresh blueberries I got at the farmer's market.

...and my boyfriend's repeated request for dessert.

And yes, he got what he wanted, because I might have wanted to make and eat something sweet too.

This requires a hot oven, so save it for a cooler day!

I changed a few key ingredients, but the recipe is very similar to Crepes of Wrath's.

lemon curd filling:

  • 6 lemons, zested and juiced
  • 1 c brown sugar
  • 3/4 c honey
  • 2/3 c cornstarch
  • 1/2 tsp salt
  • 4 egg yolks
  • 1/4 c butter
  • 1 pint blueberries
  • 1 & 3/4 c ground almonds (not almond flour - I just stuck almonds in a coffee grinder and ground them until relatively fine)
  • 1 & 1/4 c flour 
  • 1/2 c brown sugar
  • 2 tsp baking powder
  • 3/4 tsp salt
  • 3/4 tsp cinnamon
  • 1/2 c cold butter, cubed
  • 2 Tbs olive oil
  • 1/3 c hot water
In a saucepan, whisk together the lemon juice, brown sugar, honey, cornstarch and salt. Bring to a boil, and reduce heat to low. Whisk until thick, around 6 minutes. Slowly pour into another bowl with the egg yolks, whisking the whole time to slowly heat up the yolks (be careful not to pour too fast, you don't want cooked eggs). When half of the lemon mix has been added to the egg yolks, return the whole thing to the pan and cook on low heat for about 1-2 minutes, until everything is heated through and very thick. Take of the heat and add the butter and lemon zest.

For the cake, combine all dry ingredients and mix well. Add the butter and cut in with knives or fingers until crumbly. Add olive oil and mix with a spoon. Add hot water and mix just until combined. 

Pour lemon curd into a well-oiled 9" cast iron skilled (or other 9" pie pan/skillet) and sprinkle with the blueberries. Dollop the cake on top so that the dollops cover most of the top, and spread the mix so it completely (or mostly) covers the blueberries and curd. Bake at 400 degrees F for 35 minutes, or until browned on top. Serve with vanilla ice cream ;)

(ps, sorry for the bad photos, it was quite, crumbly cobblers a la mode always taste better than they look!)

Thursday, September 18, 2014

Summer end farmer's market


Washington DC's Eastern Market has a beautiful farmer's market, and I enjoy going Tuesday nights to see the rare, fresh, and relatively cheap produce. Sorry, no photos, because the majority of the sellers are Amish, and it is against their religion to be photographed as photos are considered graven images. Their produce, however, is incredibly fresh, organic, and sometimes rare. This past Tuesday I was able to buy Tabasco peppers, tiny Thai eggplants, and bitter melon (Japanese: Goya ごや). I was even able to tell one of the Amish families how to cook the goya; apparently someone else gave them the seeds and they had never had it before! I bought a couple and I plan to make goya champuru - Okinawan goya, tofu, and pork belly stir fry.

Another local seller had asian pear (Japanese: Nashi なし). This is one of my favorite fruits, as it is crunchy and sweet on the outer flesh, and sour on the inner flesh. I hope you are enjoying your fall so far, because I am enjoying mine!

Saturday, June 28, 2014

Iquitos/Amazons recap

Seguido en Español

We were in Iquitos from 6/13/14 through 6/18/14. This is a city that is just a 10 minute boat ride away from the Amazon river. It is very hot and humid, and very much reminded me of coastal Central America.

There were some amazing nonprofits and government agencies in Iquitos. I was very impressed with the efforts that the people involved in human rights here made. There is a particularly poor shanty town community here called Belen where much of the human trafficking happens (which is primarily in logging and the sex industry). This community is on the shore of the main river that separates Iquitos from the Amazon. When that river floods every year, these people are displaced from their homes. The government subsidizes their building material costs and the costs of construction, but does not subsidize a location that would allow the community to not have to rebuild and repair yearly. 

We arrived just before the weekend, and took the weekend to do some sight-seeing. Saturday we took a day-long boat tour of the Amazon. We got to go to a wildlife refuge for animals that had been domesticated and then were no longer wanted by their owners. I had a little capuchin monkey friend that decided to be my scarf for the time we were there. I also got to hold a baby sloth, who - looking back on it - was very distressed about a leaf stuck on its left claw. There was also a toucan - those things make very loud clacking noises with their beaks, it was kind of terrifying to have it on my arm. 

We also got to meet some Amazonian tribe members, shoot a blowgun, do a traditional dance, and get our faces painted with red achiote stripes. We saw a humongous tree, ate jungle cuisine (aka this fish -and later this fish), and fished for piranhas (not really fished, more like watched them attack the chicken bits we put on a string).

Here are pictures of the Amazon trip:

Shooting a blowgun.
Disparando una cerbatana.

Dancing in a traditional hut.
Bailando en una cabaña tradicional.

 Our canoe in the Amazons, on a small tributary river.
Nuestra canoa en las Amazonas, en un río tributario.

Boats at the port.
botes en la puerta.

 Me and my monkey friend.
Yo y mi mono amigo.

I wish this leaf was not on my claw.
Desearía que esa hoja no fue en mi garra.

Oh, hello.
Oh, hola.

Will you take this leaf off my claw?
¿Podrías remover esta hoja de mi garra?


Toucan - I was terrified of the sounds it was making. 
Toucán - me dió miedo los sonidos que estaba haciendo.

Huts on the river. 
Cabañas en el río.

 Here are some videos too! One of the monkeys attacking the birdies I was holding, and one of me and the sloth:
Aquí hay unos videos también! Uno del mono atacando a los aves que porté, y uno de yo y el perezoso.



The next day we saw the Amazon Animal Rescue Center (CRA). They were breeding endangered turtles and taking care of sick or previously captured animals as a transition to freeing them into the wild. Here are some pictures:

 This hawk did not live there, but had entered the otter tank to steal its food.
Este halcón no vivió allí, pero entró al tanque de la nutria para robar su comida.

 The otter was really upset that the hawk stole its food, it kept approaching the eagle then running away.
La nutria fue muy molestada que el halcón robó su comida, siguió acercando al halcón y huyendo.

 One of the resident monkeys. 
Uno de los monos residentes. 

 Baby Amazonian manatee! Look at its tiny eyes. According to our guide, this is the only manatee species that resides in fresh water.
Un manatí bebé! Mira sus ojos pequeños. Según nuestra guía, este tipo de manatí es lo unico que reside en agua dulce.

 Look how weird their mouth is, they eat with a pincer motion with the stiff hairs on their lips. I also discovered that they liked to be petted! I should have become a marine biologist and worked with baby manatees. 
Mira como es su boca! Comen lateralmente con los pelos tiesos en sus labios. Descubrí que les gusta cuando les acaricias. Debería haber sido una bióloga marino y haber trabajado con manaticitos. 

 Wild monkey in the jungle where the rescue center was located.
Un mono salvaje en la selva donde el centro de rescate fue ubicado. 

Baby snake one of the center employees found in the grass.
Un serpientito que uno de los empleados del centro encontró.

That was it for our tourist activities in Iquitos. Otherwise, the food was really interesting and I enjoyed trying all the different weird and wonderful tropical things that they had to offer. My favorite was a fruit called "aguaje" (picture here) that by itself had a funky tart, savory taste, but in drink form was beautiful, bright orange, and refreshing. We also ate quite a few plantains and some camu camu and acaí juice (camu camu is a berry that Iquitos is known for, here's a picture). I even got to try alligator and turtle eggs (which we later found that some varieties of these are from endangered species - if you go travelling, do not eat the turtle eggs! They were sold all over, apparently it's a huge problem). There was lots of cold cane juice and coconut water sold on the street too, I was pretty impressed with the food at Iquitos. There were some roasted grubs at street food stalls though, unfortunately we couldn't work up the ability to stomach those - one of the French men who came back from the Amazons with us ate a live one though, that was an image that will stick with me.

Wish I could have spent more than four days here!

Estabamos en Iquitos desde el 13 de Junio hasta el 18 de Junio 2014. Esta es una ciudad que es solamente 10 minutos en barco fuera del río Amazon. Es muy caliente y húmido, y es muy parecido al Centro America. 

Fue algunos ONGes y organizaciones del gobierno increíbles en Iquitos. Fui muy impresionada con los esfuerzos de la gente involucrada con derechos humanos acá. También hay una favela acá que se llama Belen donde hay mucha trata de personas (que primeramente es de los industrias de tala de bosques y prostitución). Esta comunidad está en las orillas del río que separa Iquitos del río Amazon. Cuando inunda el río cada año, estas personas sean desplazadas de sus hogares. El gobierno subvenciona los materiales de contrucción, pero no subvenciona una localización que permite la comunidad a no tener que reconstruir y reparar anualmente.

Lleguemos justo antes de la fin de semana, entonces tomemos ese tiempo para hacer un poco de turismo. El Sábado fuimos al Amazon de un tour de barco por un día. Fuimos a un refugio para animales que fueron domesticados y después no les quisieron sus dueños. Yo tenía un mono Capuchin amigo que decidió ser mi bufanda mientras estabamos allí. También pudiera portar un perezosito que - de retrógrado - fue muy angustiado acerca de una hoja atascado a su garra.  También había un tucán - esos animales hacen sonidos muy ruidosos con sus picos, me dió un poco de miedo tenerlo sostenido en mi brazo.

También conocimos con algunos miembros de un tribu Amazónico, tratemos de usar una cerbatana, bailemos un baile tradicional, y pintaron nuestras caras en rayas de pintura hecho de achiote. Vimos un árbol gigante, comimos comida del bosque (como este pez y este pez), y pesquemos para pirañas (pero no fue como pescando, más como pusimos pedazos de pollo en una cuerda y miremos mientras atacaron los pedazos).

El día después fuimos al Centro de Rescate Amazónico. Allí crían tortugas y manatíes en peligro de extinción, y cuidan a animales enfermos. Cuidan también a animales que fueron domesticados como transición para liberarlos a la selva.

Eso fue todo para nuestros actividades turísticos en Iquitos. Otra cosa fue de que la comida fue muy interesante, y disfruté probando todas las diferentes, extrañas, y maravillosas comidas que había. Mi favorita fue una fruta llamada 'aguaje' (foto aquí) que por sí solo tenía un sabor raro y salado. Pero hecho a una bebida con azucar fue un color de naranja brillante, y refrescante. Pudiera comer muchos plátanos y beber jugo de camu camu y acaí (camu camu es una baya para que Iquitos es conocido, aquí está un foto). Aún probé aligátor y huevos de tortuga. Después aprendimos que algunos variedades de esos huevos son de tortugas en peligro de extinción - si vas a Iquitos no los comas! Se los vendieron en todos partes, aparentemente es una problema muy grande. Había mucho jugo de caña helada y agua de coco que se vendieron por las calles. Pudieramos haber probado larva asada de comida callejera, pero desgraciadamente no tuvimos el coraje. Uno de los hombres francés que estaba en el barco al Amazon con nosotros comió una larva viviente, un imagen que creo que va a pertenecer conmigo.

¡Desearía quedarme más que solamente cuatro días acá!

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Cusco recap

From 6/6/14 to 6/13/14 we were in Cusco, in Southern Peru.

Much of Cusco was the same as Lima - a lot of time spent tracking down people to interview about human trafficking and conducting interviews. I can't give any names of organizations though because of the confidentiality of the project, sorry to be so general! We did find that the most common form of trafficking in Cusco is domestic servitude - often people in the city will tell a distant relative or acquaintance in the surrounding villages that they will take in a child in order to feed and educate them in the city. When the child arrives at that house they often do domestic work and nannying in the most basic living conditions, while none of the promises of care or schooling are fulfilled.

In between meetings I was able to explore the Cusco market (my favorite - filled with cocoa beans, delicious Andean cheese, and potatoes galore), go on a horseback ride to some ruins with Chris, and spend time weaving through the side streets. It was Cusco's anniversary as well, so there were plays, music, and dancing in the main plaza all week.

I also got quite ill from one of my meals (not sure what did me in). It was the night before I was supposed to go to Puerto Maldonado in the Madre de Dios region with Chris, and unfortunately it took several days for me to recover and I was unable to accompany him. I find it quite ironic that when I lived in Peru for 6 months I did not get sick once, but one week after coming back I get food poisoning! Like Chris says, eating the food here is like playing Russian Roulette, there was no avoiding it.

Other than my one food fiasco, I did get to enjoy some of my favorite Peruvian foods like anticuchos de corazón (grilled beef heart), chicha de quinua (a fermented quinoa drink) and aged queso Andino (Andean cheese) with eggs on fresh french bread.

Here are some Cusco photos:

 Children doing traditional dances in the Plaza de Armas (main square) for Cusco's anniversary.

 Incan flags outside one of the main cathedrals. Many of these cathedrals were built by the Spanish using the stones taken from the Incan temples as a method of subjugating the religion.

 Nighttime in one of the alleyways.

Performing traditional music for Cusco's anniversary outside La Catedral de Cuzco.

 Cusco street.

 Traditional pottery.

 One of the many beautifully colored doors.

 Majeño masks - worn in satirical plays. The black one is the "negrillo", the long-nosed one is the Spaniard. Not sure what the orange one is...

 A dog sleeps on the cobblestone sidewalk. 

Our horseback guide's adorable little girl.

Children have a never-ending fascination with Christopher's arm hair. I pointed that out to our guide; she felt his hair and said "it's like alpaca!"

 Fields of wheat, oats, and barley being grown in the mountains just outside Cusco. Our guide called the oats "Quaker" - which he pronounced "Quacker"

 A view of the tiered fields outside Cusco.

 Chris and me on our horses.

 Not sure what we were looking at...

 View from the top of the city

 Udon noodle shop in Cusco called Bujo-san, and excellent find. It is run by a Cusqueñan man who met a Japanese woman in Italy where he was studying culinary arts. She returned to Cusco with him and taught him how to make hand-made udon and broths. This was just as good or better than many restaurants I'd been too in Japan, I thought it was amazing that he had never been to Japan himself.

Cusco streets at night.

 Inside the Mariott hotel (no, we didn't stay there, we just snuck in because it was pretty).

 Shops near the Incan wall where the 12-sided stone resides.

A man walking on a street with a water canal for drainage.

Lima recap

After we started our project in Peru, I ran out of time to blog!
These posts are written after I returned to the US just to summarize what I did in Peru and give some pictures :)

We were in Lima from 5/31/14 through 6/6/14, and then we returned at the end of the trip from 6/18/14 through 6/21/14. There, we spent our time in the Miraflores, San Isidro, Magdalena del Mar and San Miguel districts meeting with the individuals and organizations working against human trafficking. There are many forms of trafficking in Lima, mostly domestic and commercial labor, factories, begging, and prostitution.

At  the end of our trip, we were fortunate enough to be invited to the National Conference regarding human trafficking, where the biggest governmental & NGO human rights groups conducted workshops and presentations about human trafficking law and statistics in Peru and other Latin American countries like Colombia, Brazil, Mexico, and El Salvador. 

Otherwise, we spent our free time enjoying Lima's food scene, exploring downtown Lima where we explored government buildings and the catacombs of the Church of San Francisco,  and wandering around Miraflores where there are beautiful parks and an excellent view of the sea.

Here are some of my favorite Lima photos:

 Fries at our favorite creole sandwich restaurant, La Lucha

 One of the native birds in the sanctuary and park Bosque El Olivar in San Isidro

 The inside of the Municipal Palace of Lima

 Iglesia de Santo Domingo in downtown Lima

La Casa de la Literatura Peruana, downtown Lima

The sign for Astrid y Gastón, one of the most famous restaurants by Gastón Acurio, the food celebrity of Peru

A view of the kitchen at Astrid y Gastón, as well as one of our favorite dishes, tiradito. It's a "nikkei" food, a combination of Peruvian and Japanese cuisines that came about with Japanese immigrants to Peru that combines thin slices of sashimi with Peruvian pepper and cream sauces. We also ate Peking-duck style guinea pig in purple corn crepes here, which was surprisingly very tasty.