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    Bar Pizza-It's What You Crave
    Food52
    There has never been a more one-of-a-kind pizza like the bar pizza. For the most part they are never good, many times they are awful, but that has never stopped anybody from ordering one. Patrons order them because they are drinking. Combine it with hunger and it makes these pizzas far better then they would ever be if a shot of better judgement was in hand. Without exception a bar pizza reigns over the pink pickled eggs languishing in the murky liquid of the large glass jar back by the whisky. Bar pizzas are also infinitely better then the microwavable cups of Spaghetti-Os or the burritos ensconced in a cardboard tortilla. Even so, that doesn't make them good. Here is the catch, in Indiana this food exists and maintains a life all its own because in Indiana if a bar sells liquor by the drink it has to be able to serve food to a minimum of 25 people at all times. On top of that many bars(mostly working class bars) don't have room for a kitchen much less the money for one. To get around this law most bar fly type establishments bring in a microwave, a toaster oven labeled as a pizza oven, or a snack rack where pork rinds rule. Sporks and disposable tableware abide, as do paper towels used as napkins. It is less then the bare minimum and ordering anything while the bartender is busy is likely to make him/her hate you. In the moment though, when hunger and alcohol meet, a bar pizza is the best pizza ever. It doesn't happen often but it does happen enough that people continue to order them. If all things aline, it hits the sweet spot—that meaty place on the bat that makes hitting a home run feel effortless. In food speak it is the moment when something is at its best, it is perfectly ripe for eating, and waiting longer is to watch perfection in its decline. Here is the problem, why would I want to make one of these awful pizzas at home? If I do make them at home it doesn't mean I am drinking at home, well not often anyway. It means I have kids, kids that want pizza—all the time. I make a great pizza dough. I make great pizza but then there are those nights where I don't want too. It is readily apparent to me why I need to perfect this pizza. Make it a dinner everyone requests on any given night. The point is, this is a great pizza to have in your back pocket and I never would have thought much about it until I read an article at Serious Eats. At that moment I knew I was going to start making bar pizzas, I was diving in deep and going for it, and I did. Like lots of recipes though, and maybe even more so, this one takes practice. Myself, I always make a recipe three times before I give up on it and in this case it took all three times. It's okay, there is nothing wrong with eating your mistakes when it comes to food. Besides it is not a lot of work and here is why. My kids love spaghetti and there is rarely a day I don't have a homemade tomato sauce of some kind in the fridge. Bacon, ham, salami, or even pepperoni are always in the deli drawer. I almost always have some sort of mozzarella too, either fresh or grated. I have taken too keeping tortillas in the freezer for quesadillas, so adding tortillas as pizza crusts to the list of uses is a plus. . Even so, if you had none of these specific ingredients you have something, say eggs, ham, and gruyere. If not you won't make this pizza anyway. But as I said, I am looking for the sweet spot, with practice I found it, and ever since making bar pizzas is like effortlessly hitting one out of the park. 1. When it is time to sauce the tortilla put a dollop of sauce in the middle of the tortilla and using the back of the spoon spiral your way to the outer edge. If this were a regular pizza I would tell you to stop short of the edge by about 1/2-inch but with this kind of pizza take the ingredients to the edge. It keeps the tortilla from being charred beyond recognition. 2. I have used all kinds of pans to make this pizza, stainless steel, enamel, cast iron and a comal (pictured). I like the camol best but I also know not everyone has a comal. I made these in a 12-inch cast iron skillet for a long time before I started using the comal. I use a comal simply for ease of access to the tortilla. I makes the pizza easier to assemble. 3. Turn on the broiler before taking anything out of the fridge or putting a pan on the stove. It needs time to get hot. 4. Keep all the ingredients at pans edge. These go fast and you have to be ready with the ingredients. 5. It is important to brown the the tortilla deeply before turning it. If it isn’t brown enough the pizza will lack the crunch that makes it so good. 6. Place the top oven rack 7 to 8 inches from the broiler. This prevents the pizza from cooking to fast and keeps the edges from burning.
    Thanksgiving Leftover Turkey Tomatillo Chili
    Food52
    AKA The best post-Thanksgiving soup you've ever had. Opinion: there are not enough recipes using Tomatillos. This original recipe was created by my uncle Jonny, a ski patroller out in Colorado who knows his way around a fine tequila. It was made as an ode to leftover Thanksgiving turkey, with a Tex-Mex spin. He’d take the leftover cooked turkey from the day before, and throw it on the charcoal grill and then throw it in the soup cubed up and smoky. There’s something about this soup that I always craved. First, the smokiness was right up my alley. Even as a child the smokiness stuck with me (as smoke tends to do). Second, the slightly sour and tanginess from the Tomatillo was different and is hard to find in other soups without overpowering the dish or giving you serious acid reflux. Third, the Hominy. I don’t know why but the first time I tried hominy was in this soup, and it was the most perfect texture and consistency I had ever had. That slightly puffed, pillowy density. NOM. As we got older, my father started to recreate it very very well, and it was my favorite part of every Thanksgiving. Eventually, I became more of a home chef/food connoisseur, and moved to Israel where unfortunately most of the ingredients to this perfect soup were nowhere to be found. One year, I craved it so much that I asked my mom to ask her friend who was coming on a trip here with the Temple to bring hominy and tomatillos in her suitcase. Unfortunately she couldn’t bring the tomatillos, but she did manage to bring the hominy. It remained a prized possession in my trophy shelf of a pantry (right above the Better than Bullion, canned green chillies, chipotle, and Annie's Mac & Cheese). I was determined to have the exact taste that I remembered so vividly. Even the Turkey was hard to find with the skin on it - so I asked the butcher in broken Hebrew if he had turkey breast with the skin still on it. He looked at me like I was insane for wanting the skin, but nevertheless - I persisted. The skin to me was critical for grilling, as it provided the fat, char & crispiness to the soup. So, he found some leftover turkey (probably a distant relative or sibling turkey) he had cut off earlier and packaged it separately layered above my turkey breast. Lol. My love of intense flavors is both a blessing and a curse. No meal is extraordinary unless I’ve drawn out its best qualities to the MAX. So, smokiness in this dish was CRITICAL to its success. I decided to level it up. If I already had the grill on for the turkey - might as well grill all the vegetables for maximum char-age and caramelization. Gotta say, this was one of the more genius additions to this dish, and I ain't ever goin back. You should approach this recipe as a choose your own adventure. Since I’ve made this dish, I’ve had a few variations and had to adapt to the ingredients available to me. Since I never had tomatillos, I simply went to the international food store around and got jar of salsa verde which was a damn good replacement! I basically used it like you would a can of tomatoes, as the base of the soup. The next time I was inspired to make this soup was when I got a ton of green tomatoes in my CSA (community supported agriculture - join one, it’s dope), and had no clue what to do with them. So, I expanded my experimentation of this soup and gave it a try. I even couldn't get turkey this time, since it was in the midst of the Covid-19 outbreak. Nevertheless, I persisted. Even with all these changes in what I thought were critical ingredients, it came out BUL (in hebrew this means EXACT… on the dot… in this case, on the palate). So, here is my official recipe, democratized for humans everywhere to be able to make from almost anywhere in the world. Substitutions to the original do not disappoint! This recipe is BANGING. Nuf said - let's get to it.