Monday, April 1, 2013

Grandma Pennock's Deviled Easter Eggs

I know the best cook on Earth- I'm not even lying.

It's my Grandma. Grandma is 91 now, so she doesn't get in the kitchen much anymore, but back in the day, she would have kicked the crap out of any of those celebrity chefs. She made really good food. Period. I have about a gazillion recipes of hers, that are never as good when I try them, but heck. I've got 54 years of catching up to do. I'll get there one of these days. The beauty of this recipe is that it is simple, honest food, with a cute little twist to dress it up. And really, it is very simple.

Notice I said simple, not easy. Replicating the perfect flavor of Grandma's food is never easy. But, you can give it a try if you are feeling game.

Deviled Easter Eggs are just deviled eggs, with a little food coloring. See- I said it was simple.

Before you begin making these, I just have one question for you- have you ever seen the movie The Matrix? You know the part where Morpheus is teaching Neo to control the Matrix? Well, making good deviled eggs is a lot like that. You have to see the Matrix to control the Matrix. Until you do that, you won't be able to fully utilize your potential. A lot of cooking is that way, I have found. You can't just follow a recipe- you need to be able to intuitively tweak the recipe as the situation dictates.

You'll need:
10 large eggs. Why 10 and not 12? Well, I have to sacrifice the remaining two to my resident Boiled Egg Fiends. If you don't have any of those, cook as many eggs as you want. Adjust other ingredients accordingly.

Real Mayonnaise- between 1 to 2 tablespoons. I like Hellmann's (Best Foods on the west coast). Don't use Miracle Whip. Don't even think about it.

Yellow Mustard- between 1 to 2 teaspoons.

Vinegar (white or apple cider) 1to11/2 teaspoons for egg filling, about a tablespoon per jar for coloring.

Sugar- 1 1/2 to 2 teaspoons

Salt and pepper- to taste

Paprika- for garnish

Liquid food color

Boil your eggs. I'm not even going to get into that with you. I've seen about a million different opinions on the best way to do this. Boil em' however you wish. I just throw them into a pan, cover them with water, and let them go for a few minutes. But that's me.

Rinse and peel your eggs. I've heard older eggs peel better. I use what I've got on hand.

Slice your eggs in half lengthwise, and eject the yolks into a small bowl. Set whites aside.

Mash your yolks using a fork until they are broken up. Add your vinegar. Start with the lowest amount, and work up later if you feel you need more.

Next, add the mayonnaise  Again, start with the least amount, and work up. sometimes yolks are drier than others. You want the filling to be creamy, but not greasy.

Now, on to the mustard. This and the vinegar give the filling its bite. You decide how bite-y you want it.

Finally, sprinkle in the sugar, salt, and pepper. Just a dash of pepper, to keep it real. Balance the salt and sugar off each other. You want the sugar to counteract the bite a little, and the salt to give it all savor and depth. Play with this. Taste often. You'll know when you see the matrix.

Cover the filling, and set aside in the fridge. Take your whites, and divide among the colors you wish to use. Use glasses, mason jars, old Chinese egg drop soup takeout containers, etc. for your dye vats. Don't use anything precious or porous- that stuff stains! Splash a tablespoon of vinegar in the vat, and then fill about 2/3 of the way with water. Drop 2-4 drops of food color into the water/vinegar, and mix to distribute. Put your whites into the dye vats, and cover with lids or wrap. Want deep, primary-hued eggs? Add max. dye, and leave them in the dye overnight in the fridge. Want more pastel colors? Fewer drops, shorter dye times. To get the colors in the picture above, I used about three drops, and died the eggs for about an hour in the fridge.

When you are done dying, drain and rinse the whites thoroughly. Assemble your eggs, filling each white with a dollop of yolk filling. Sprinkle a dash of Paprika on each yolk, and voila!

Easter egg goodness, Grandma style.





Easter Crockpot Challenge- BBQ v. Rotisserie Style Chicken

Easter is a fun time around here at Dovcote. For one thing, it really matches my aesthetic sensibilities- its all about cute, cuddly animals, flowers, and pastel colors. That's guaranteed to get me in a good mood. Add large doses of sweet, sweet chocolate and the promise of time off school, and Easter is pretty much my favorite holiday ever. Because I love it so much, it has become "my" holiday among my friend set, and I host an annual glow-in-the-dark Easter egg hunt and dinner.

Its always a good time, but this year I decided to make it even more spectacularly fun by adding in a Crockpot Chicken Challenge.

Yeah, I know. We party hard here at Dovecote. What can I say. YOLO baby.

I started off at the place I always start off at- Pinterest. I found two delicious-sounding (but easy) crockpot recipes and put them to the test.

Contestant #1- Slow Cooker Coke Chicken.  This sounded like a lot of fun. It had non-traditional use of an ingredient (Coke in a crockpot!), and it sounded like an easy way to really blast the chicken with flavor- you basically cook it in a bath of BBQ sauce and Coke.

Contestant #2- Rotisserie Chicken- Crockpot or Not. I love recipes that purport to taste like something they are not- that's just fun. And my husband is always bugging me to buy a rotisserie, so if  I could find a way to replicate the taste of rotisserie with current equipment- bonus. It also sounded easy, and again, like a prime way to blast bland chicken with flavor- you cover it in a spice paste and let it sit in it to have the flavor permeate the chicken.

Rotisserie on the left, BBQ on the right. Both look like they are spoilin' for a fight.
So, I was off. Two Crockpots, side-by-side. Which was going to be the winner? Only time could tell. As I waited, I made the rest of my Easter fare- homemade Au Gratin Potatoes and Grandma Pennock's Deviled Easter Eggs.

Au Gratin Potatoes
Grandma Pennock's Deviled Easter Eggs. So festive!
When the time came, I pulled the chickens out. Both smelled fabulous. Both were moist and easy to cut. But which would taste the best?

The verdict- Contestant #2- Rotisserie-style.  I was really ready for the BBQ to carry the day. With that much sauce, how could you go wrong? But the truth was, while it tasted good, most of the good taste was on the outside, just like regular BBQ chicken. To be honest, the rotisserie was only marginally more flavorful. Neither chicken offered the taste explosion I was hoping for.

Sigh. Its always a gamble, when you play with Crockpots. Sometimes, you are going to get burned.

In 6-8 hours, approximately.




Sunday, March 24, 2013

Hello, World

The real rulers of Dovecole
This is my first post at Dovecote diaries. I am planning on making this a place where I can post about decorating, DIY, my writing,and life in general here at Dovecote. So, the big question (drumroll, please)... what is Dovecote?

Dovecote is the name of my house. Back in 2001 when we had her built (long story, lots of cautionary tale fodder for a later post), I put the name on a little plaque over the front door- because I think the old English convention of naming houses is sweet. "Dovecote" was the name of the home of the eldest sister Meg and her husband in the book Little Women.

Aww. Just too twee to be true, right? Sounds like a recipe for Happily Ever After overload, right?

Wrong.

Dovecote has seen her share of ups and downs- my divorce from my first husband and my subsequent remarriage being chief among them- but we're soldiering on.

So, don't expect this to be a place full of plastic perfection. I'm not a young, trim stay-at-home mommy with a jack-of-all trades "DH" and 2.5 little "blessings" who makes clever crafts from the crap at the bottom of other peoples' dumpsters.

I'm rapidly approaching middle age.

 I'm a size 12, and I've made my peace with that. No thinspiration here.

My son is 14, and he hates to be called cute.

I have two unrurly cats and a senile (gay) mini poodle who piddles on the floor. A lot.

My husband is apathetic, and pretty much has to be coerced to do any DIY around the house.

I'm an atheist, I don't believe in miracles, and I have no inspiring quotes from the Bible stenciled on my walls or posted on cute homemade wall art.

In other words, I'm real. I try real projects around my real, messy little house. Sometimes things go well.

Sometimes they don't.

I intend to chronicle both here. I love looking at the perfect projects at the perfect blogs of all those Pinterest-ready lifestyle gurus who have popped up on the 'nets, but I want to do something different. Sometimes, I like to see how people really live, not the carboard cutouts they prop up in their front windows.

If you like that too, Dovecote Diaries might just be a place you'll enjoy.