a wild + crazy New Year’s Eve

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New Year’s Eve morning Eli woke up wheezing + my nose was running away with me. Sick as dogs, we decided it was a good idea to ring in the new year at home. I made myself as presentable as possible and ran to Fresh Market while Nathan worked on our new house. (Okay, so it’s not technically OURS yet, and definitely not NEW by any stretch … but it IS a house!)

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I ended up making Filets Mignon with Green Peppercorns and Brandy-Cream Sauce from one of my favorite cookbooks, and it did not disappoint. The preparation of the steaks couldn’t have been easier (salt + pepper, then sear each side for a couple of minutes), and the sauce came together quickly, too. I served it with some crispy roasted potatoes and garlicky green beans, and made individual nectarine tarts for dessert. Now I would never say this myself, but NATHAN says it was amazing. And don’t tell him I said this, but he’s typically right.

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P.S. If your steak isn’t this color, you’re really missing out.
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This is what our celebrations look like now, and we love it!
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We woke up Eli @ midnight for a bottle — Nathan tried to take a picture of the three of us in front of the ball dropping. Poor sleepy Eli wasn’t quite sure what was going on.
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I love these guys, and even though Nathan wouldn’t really kiss me at midnight (some nonsense about not wanting to get sick, what’s up with that?), I still wouldn’t have rather spent my New Year’s Eve with anyone else.

Bring it on, 2010!

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feeding the masses…or just two people, over and over again

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I’ve been searching for a really great pot roast recipe to serve to company and I think this may be it. I made it just for Nathan and myself to eat one weeknight, but it makes a lot. They say that meals like pot roasts + stews get better with time, but we found that around the 6-7 day mark, this actually ceases to be true. I recommend you either have company over to help you eat this (as we will do next time), or have lots of children so THEY can help you eat it. That is our long-term plan. Either way, it is delicious the day you make it, and for a few days after.

I did take this picture BEFORE I poured the sauce over, because to be honest, it looks like a bit of a mess once the sauce is on. But that’s what makes it delicious. If you serve this to company, I’d suggest you serve the sauce on the side.

Company Pot Roast

adapted from the Barefoot Contessa

  • 1 (4 to 5-pound) prime boneless beef chuck roast, tied
  • Kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper
  • All-purpose flour
  • Good olive oil
  • 2 cups chopped carrots (4 carrots)
  • 2 cups chopped yellow onions (2 onions)
  • 2 cups chopped celery (4 stalks)
  • 5 large garlic cloves, peeled and crushed
  • 2 cups red wine
  • 1 (28-ounce) can whole plum tomatoes in puree
  • 1 cup water or chicken stock
  • 1 chicken bouillon cube
  • 3 branches fresh thyme
  • 2 branches fresh rosemary
  • 1 tablespoon unsalted butter, at room temperature

Preheat the oven to 325 degrees F.

Pat the beef dry with a paper towel. Season the roast all over with 1 tablespoon salt and 1 1/2 teaspoons pepper. Dredge the whole roast in flour, including the ends. In a large Dutch oven, heat 2 tablespoons olive oil over medium heat. Add the roast and sear for 4 to 5 minutes, until nicely browned. Turn and sear the other side and then turn and sear the ends. This should take 4 to 5 minutes for each side. Remove the roast to a large plate.

Add 2 tablespoons olive oil to the Dutch oven. Add the carrots, onions, celery, garlic, 1 tablespoon salt, and 1 1/2 teaspoons pepper and cook over medium heat for 10 to 15 minutes, stirring occasionally, until tender but not browned. Add the wine and bring to a boil. Add the tomatoes, water, bouillon cube, 2 teaspoons salt, and 1 teaspoon pepper. Tie the thyme and rosemary together with kitchen string and add to the pot. Put the roast back into the pot, bring to a boil, and cover. Place in the oven for 2 1/2 hours, until the meat is fork tender or about 160 degrees F internally. Turn the heat down to 250 degrees F after about an hour to keep the sauce at a simmer.

Remove the roast to a cutting board. Remove the herb bundle and discard. Skim off as much fat as possible from the sauce. Transfer half the sauce and vegetables to a blender or a food processor fitted with the steel blade and puree until smooth. Pour the puree back into the pot, place on the stovetop over low heat, and return the sauce to a simmer. Place 2 tablespoons flour and the butter in a small bowl and mash them together with a fork. Stir into the sauce and simmer for 2 minutes, stirring until thickened. Taste for seasonings. Remove the strings from the roast, and slice the meat. Serve warm with the sauce spooned over it.

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be mine

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If all goes well, this will be ours by 2010. We are so excited! I was going to give you a tour, but decided it would be better to wait until it’s ours … I can’t wait!

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excuses, excuses

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If given the choice between hanging out with this guy + writing a blog post, which would you choose?

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make new friends / but keep the old …

I’ve had a great time meeting new friends in the places we’ve lived the past couple of years, but there’s something about old friends that is just so … comfortable. Sometimes I really miss being face-to-face with a friend who’s known me longer than a few months, who I am not worried about offending or scaring off with my weird humor. Someone who will tell me not to buy any more shoes.

I spent the last week visiting such friends — first in Ohio, as I was a bridesmaid in my friend Jennifer’s wedding. We met six years ago while working in Chicago, and while it wasn’t love at first sight, an awkward hayride brought us together and now we can’t go six months without one of us making the 8-12 hour drive to see the other.

Reaching even further back into my friend archive, we drove to visit the Bretzes in Indiana on our way home from the wedding. I don’t feel old enough to be able to vividly remember meeting someone a decade ago … but I do, and it’s Lauren. We’ve been great friends ever since, and this visit we even (unintentionally) coordinated our outfits again, just like old times. It’s so fun to have been friends through so many stages of life — awkward teenage years, early 20s, weddings, pregnancies, babies, more babies … I love it!

My camera wasn’t working in Ohio, but here are some pictures from our visit with Nat and Lauren and their adorable children.

Eli + Caleb: destined to be the best of friends. As soon as Eli stops hitting Caleb.

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My little guy … love those knobby knees:
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Blissfully unaware that Eli had just spat up carrots all over my shirt and pants:
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Peter took this photo of Lauren + me:
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Peter + Lillian took turns being the photographer for the group shots. We did a few with the timer, but I like these better.
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Book Report: The Omnivore’s Dilemma

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I have a bad habit of starting a book, getting halfway through, and then abandoning it for a new, shiny book before I’m finished. I just picked this book back up after about a couple of month’s hiatus and finished it within a week. It turned out to be fascinating and I’m still ruminating (pun intended, I guess) on exactly how it will change the way I eat. In it, Michael Pollan (author of In Defense of Food: An Eater’s Manifesto) tackles the somewhat harrowing task of following four very different meals back to their origins. Along the way, he uncovers for us exactly what we are eating, what what we are eating is eating, and how we are treating what we are eating.

The meals progress from heavily-processed, impersonal, practically unrecognizable food (hello, McDonald’s), to a meal that the author actually hunts, gathers, grows and cooks (almost) entirely by himself.

While I wasn’t surprised to learn that it is virtually impossible to track down the exact origin of the beef or chicken in your value meal, learning about the conditions in which the animals are raised was certainly eye-opening. Michael Pollan is not a vegetarian, but he does set out some of the ethical difficulties with eating meat in this day + age — specifically the mass-produced meat that comprises the majority of what you find in any supermarket or restaurant today. He allows the reader to come to his own conclusions as far as the answer to this “dilemma,” but a happy medium does seem to be found in his third meal — he works for a time at Polyvore Farms, an organic farm that raises chickens, cows, and pigs. The process that Joel Salatin, the owner of the farm, has developed is so completely natural, efficient, and humane that it stood in stark contrast to what I had just read about the “killing floors” at the industrial meat-processing plants.

(The second meal was an organic meal bought at Whole Foods, and disappointingly, his discoveries about the origins of those foods were not much more encouraging than the fast-food meal.)

His last effort was certainly the “purest” meal of the bunch, but he admitted it was impractical for most people and not a viable model for modern-day living and eating. (It’s also the most entertaining section of the book, as the decidedly domesticated author picks up a gun for the first time and sits in the woods for a few days, trying to work up the guts to shoot a wild pig.)

While I got a little bogged down in the middle of the book, somewhere amidst all the facts about corn and its thousands of iterations in the supermarket (hence my long book-intermission), overall I thought his findings were fascinating. Much of the information in the book was surprising to me, and even appalling at times.

Michael Pollan has done a lot to bring about widespread awareness and interest in exactly where the food we are eating comes from. He points out that we would never just buy a car because it’s the cheapest we could find … so why are we doing that with our food? I was certainly challenged to amend some of my thinking about the way our family shops and eats. This post is getting long, so I’ll have to save my thoughts on the new personal/family food policies I want to implement for another entry. In closing, if you’re at all interested in food (and who isn’t??) I’d recommend this book.

But you don’t have to take MY word for it… do-do-DO!

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bike lust

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This bike has been making its way around the internet for awhile now, and I fall in love every time I see it! We don’t currently live in a bike-friendly setting (we live off of a busy, shoulder-less road, PLUS there’s no place in our apartment for a bike), but when we move I’d love to be able to hit up our usual spots–grocery store, bank, post office, farmer’s market–on a bike. Especially this one!
They’re giving away one per week — just link to them from your blog, add yourself to their email list, or follow them on Twitter. It can’t hurt to try!

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Reason # 28947 I love summer:

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Farmstand Salsa

adapted from Tyler Florence’s cookbook: Eat This Book

1 can of corn, drained
1/2 medium red onion, diced
2 green onions, white + green parts, chopped
1 1/2 pints cherry tomatoes, halved
1 avocado, halved, pitted, peeled, + chunked
1 jalapeno, minced
1/4 bunch fresh cilantro, chopped
Juice of 1 lemon
1/4 cup extra-virgin olive oil
Kosher salt + freshly ground black pepper

Put all the ingredients into a large mixing bowl + gently toss them together. Season with salt + pepper. Makes about 4 cups.

Sometimes I serve this as a salsa, sometimes I eat it like a salad, sometimes I pile it into a pita and chow down middle-eastern style. No matter how you serve it (except maybe a la mode), it’s delicious!

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pancakes vs. waffles

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Every Saturday morning, my dad gets up earlier than the rest of the family (nothing unusual there), makes a pot of coffee, and proceeds to whip up roughly 1,000 whole-wheat pancakes for my family’s breakfast. Everyone sits down, we pray, and Dad sets the steaming stack (kept warm in the oven) in the middle of the table for devouring. Growing up, we were allowed butter OR syrup (not both, are you crazy?) on top. I’m not sure if this rule still stands.

Nathan’s family, however, has a tradition of making waffles. On Sunday mornings. (Marriage is so hard — how do you reconcile these sorts of cultural differences!?) :) Throughout the morning various Spearings trickle into the kitchen, lured by the smell of whole-wheat blueberry waffles. The table is set with honey, maple syrup, butter, fruit, and more. The family prays and then pounces on whatever waffles have already come off the iron (manned by Dad Spearing). As the plates are cleaned, all eyes are on that little light on the waffle iron — and the waffles keep on coming.

Since we’ve been married, I’ve loosely carried on the pancake tradition, not so much in the name of tradition as a congenital craving for pancakes come the weekend. I know Nathan loves waffles, but given our limited kitchen space, I’m hesitant to buy a one-trick appliance. I’ve never heard of any great secondary uses for a waffle-maker.

Then, this happened:

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Nathan bought this on a Saturday morning in the thick of a particularly fierce waffle craving. Please note: this waffle iron is actually bigger than the stove in the promotional picture on the box. Noticing my skeptical look upon realizing the appliance’s actual size, Nathan assured me: “The woman at Bed, Bath and Beyond said we can bring it back after we use it if we don’t like it.”

Exhibit A:
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(An elephant has been placed next to the waffle iron for reference purposes.)

Now, in its (and Nathan’s) defense, this thing made some pretty darn good waffles. We decided that for our trial-run, we would go with a classic buttermilk batter, and they were tasty and perfectly cooked. Hmm, I thought, maybe we can just return it, buy it again next time we want waffles, return it again … But that could get old after a few weeks.
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(He looks so happy…)

In the end, we decided it had to go back. Like a new puppy, it was fun at first. But where would we put it? And who would end up taking care of it? Before we knew it, it would be twice this size and digging Eli’s used diapers out of the garbage and strewing them across the hallway… (Okay, I might not be talking about the waffle iron anymore.) But still, the waffle iron had to go. For now, we’re going back to the Pittman tradition. But this time, I’m using butter AND syrup. (Don’t tell Dad.)

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while the cat’s away…

Sometimes, when Nathan works late, I eat oatmeal. Or chocolate-covered almonds and saltines.

But sometimes, I eat an Herb + Rice Stuffed Tomato alongside Seared Tuna with Soy-Ginger Vinaigrette and Sliced Avocado.

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And those times, I take a picture, just so he can see what he’s missing.

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