Saturday, March 5, 2011

LEMON CURD

Alternately, "I Might Be Yellow, But I'm Not SCURD"

I've had a lot of time lately.
Like, a lot of time.
I go on the internet and I look at things people are doing, and things they are making and then I become obsessed. This obsession has led me to hobbify my days. I have been knitting, cooking, internets, walking, taking pictures, making our garden, and monitoring gas prices in the area (it is serious."They're gouging, $3.53 is out of control, you can get it for $3.35 in Black Mountain, but then you have to consider how much gas it'll take to get over to Black Mountain. How many miles per gallon do you get? Remember on the way there is really up hill, so you might be better off taking the interstate..." AHHHHH!)

Today, after we went with Bama to run errands, I made Lemon Curd. This was my first time, and so far, so good. I got the recipe from the good people over at Thursday Night Smackdown.

What you see here is...
  • Some fancy "European Style" butter (it was on clearance, I am not a snob)
  • Eggs from our cousins over at Hickory Nut Gap Farm (I am a snob when it comes to my eggs)
  • Three lemons all squeezed and cussed at, by yours truly. They are not Meyer Lemons because I have no idea what those are anyway
  • Heavy Whipping Cream from the regal sounding Food Lion.
  • Salt from the sea
  • Sugar - that was moved halfway across the country
  • You also see lemon juice squirted all over the counters, a little piece of lettuce, the can where we keep our bacon grease, a butter safe, sunflower seeds and raisins. These were not used in the curd.

We used 6 eggs yolks and 2 whole eggs for this recipe. Six egg yolks means there are six lonesome egg whites hanging out on the counter while I am curding it up. Remember that.

I am not going to give you the recipe. You can go over to the same place I got it, Thursday Night Smackdown, and look there. I am just going to describe my pictures so you can imagine you were in the kitchen with me while I was cussing and stirring and pouring.

Anyway, now I am over at the stove, with everything but the whipping cream in this sauce pan. Will you just look at that gorgeous thermometer Schyler gave me for Valentine's day? Its useful. I read in some other place that the curd should be heated to 170 degrees, so there's a helpful hint you won't find in the original recipe. Coating the back of a spoon feels vague to me, like, is THAT coated enough? Or should I cook longer? I can measure 170 degrees.

I could really use a hand in the kitchen, you know? I mean with all this stirring and talking, and pouring and cussing I forgot to take pictures. After I got all that stuff cooked up in the pot, I whisked in the heavy cream. If only I had a photo, I wouldn't have to describe the beautiful color to you. It is a creamy, buttery, lemony yellow (thats mostly because it contains cream, butter, and lemons). The recipe made 5 full 4 oz. jars. Which I processed in a hot water bath for 25 minutes, probably too long, but I am not sure what my altitude is around these parts.

Look how lovely they are, glistening lids and all. 

OH! Back to those six egg whites. What are you supposed to do with those? I made a double batch of meringue cookies. 

You must understand, this house lacks some very strange basic ingredients that I don't realize until we get home and we are like 7 miles from the Food Lion, and gas is $3.53 in Fairview, but $3.35 if I go to Black Mountain, and I don't have to work until Friday, and I average 26 miles per gallon in town, but on the way home is very hilly, and... basically it is never worth it to go to town for one thing. So, no cream of tartar. We can substitute vinegar? RIGHT ON! What? No white vinegar? We have apple cider, balsamic, red wine, or rice vinegar. Apple cider it is.


I really miss my KitchenAid stand mixer today. Look at those stiff white peaks.


I plopped big ol' dollops on a cookie sheet, lined with aluminum foil, the shiny side up, just like my momma taught me. I hate that these look all haphazard and squirrelly. 

So I took a toothpick and swirled them perfectly.
Stand proud you white peaks of deliciousness! Stand Proud!

Schyler says, "These look like uniformly shaped turds."

I found a good recipe that uses vinegar over at Simply Recipes. I left out the nuts.

Still no phone, still on Facebook or email, waiting for your correpondence.

Love,
Katy

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

LOCALS!


In addition to us, Asheville is home to some very interesting people! This is a home on our road that belongs to none other than...
GLADYS KNIGHT! Are you home Gladys? Rumor has it the women around here have asked her to join the book club, and go on outings but she doesn't. We saw one of her "Pips" while driving in Biltmore, too. See?

Okay. He isn't a Pip. But he is a local, in a rebel rider jacket! Can you see that? I was afraid he was going to see me take this picture. His face was MEAN! I think he must live in...


THE ANGRY BARN (also on our road). This barn is seriously peeved.

I have no other pictures to share about locals right now, but I am sure more will come soon. People here are somehow different than the Missouri folks I know. I've also got some posts about cooking and other things coming up, so stay tuned. Job prospects are looking up and the weather is gorgeous! I'm itching to take a weekend trip to the coast for camping before things get too serious. We'll see!

Still with the facebook, still with the emails, still missing you and hoping you'll keep in touch!

Love,
Katy

Friday, February 25, 2011

Our Death-Defying Commute!

Katy and I disagree on the awesomeness of the road we live on.  I argue that the twisty windy nature is fun to drive on.  She counters that having a heart attack each way is probably not all that healthy.

You decide:


Miss you all,
Schyler

Psssssst... Katy here. I just wanted to add, even Schyler said "this video makes the road look TAME," so I am not a weenie. Today there was a head on collision on these turns and the cars were "shredded" according to Bama and Aunt Ann. Again, I am not a wiener.
Love,
Katy

Follow up again from Schyler here, the accident mentioned above was NOT in the curvy part, but on a straightaway. Just to clarify.

<3 Schyler

Thursday, February 24, 2011

GEOGRAPHY!

As in, where are we, exactly?

This is a map hanging on Bama's wall of the whole area, but I zoomed in on the important part. Look just to the left of that "B" in Blue (the word Ridge not pictured). See...


it says Fairview, and that's where we are. If you can't see it, move your face closer to the computer. I don't know how to make this zoom.  Yes, the map is 3D. Yes, it is very awesome. While we're talking about awesome, this is what it looks like when you look out of the living room window.


You see the porch in the foreground, a little corner of the pool, apple trees, and then lots and lots of mountains. There's a garden down there, too. Yesterday, Bama planted peas.

Inside the living room, there is a Schyler and a Bleu, home after a day of running errands.


That's all for now. We're still unemployed and still have no cell phone service and still check our email and facebook. KEEP IN TOUCH.
Love,
Katy

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

MOVING!

Here we are.
Celebrating Valentine's Day at a Blues game... we played the Canucks and won. This was just 4 days before we took off for our grandest adventure yet, moving to Fairview, NC without jobs. Without any ideas. Just moving.
Well... just moving with ALL of this stuff. That is a 17' truck holding nearly all of our personal possessions. Schyler is standing in front of the truck with his arms out to show how big the truck is, he has about a 6' "wingspan." They say the truck should hold about a metric crapload.

Many of you may be thinking, "Katy, I thought you get SO nervous in cars. How would you survive going all the way to North Carolina in a truck like that?" I didn't. Schyler went alone in the truck and I took Bleu in our car, similarly loaded with stuff. I was NOT nervous to be driving, I was nervous to watch Schyler drive. So Bleu and I went our own way, faster than Schyler, and stopped along the way to see things like...
THIS. I had previously never driven into Metropolis proper to see the gigantic Superman, this was a great opportunity. I wish Schyler had been there to take my picture between his legs... or just next to him.

We drove all day and finally made it. We're here now. In Fairview. Staying with Bama, settling in, and searching for jobs.
When we returned the U-Haul, I actually had to stay with Schyler. After to 15 miles to the storage place I realized that I wouldn't have made it if I had to see this all the way from Missouri. Notice those right tires GOING OFF OF THE ROAD (I took this picture while I was driving, so I have no room to talk, though). Heart attack!

Anyway, that's all for now. Our cell phones are not working here at Bama's, but I am still keeping up with emails and facebook, SO KEEP IN TOUCH!

Love,
Katy