tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248719322024-03-06T22:06:01.245-08:00Yulinka CooksI cook Russian and more <br>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger246125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-8250325316969648332012-03-27T15:40:00.000-07:002012-03-27T15:40:06.033-07:00Yulinka Cooks is ClosedIt's been a good six-year run, but it's time to close up shop. Yulinka Cooks may come back someday in this guise or a different one (as it has at least twice since 2006). I'm still around on the interwebs, of course, so feel free to contact me with questions about anything on the blog: yulinkacooks at yahoo dot com. <br />
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<span>Всего доброго!</span> (All the best, see you, bye-bye, later!)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-87986687796275340432012-02-21T19:36:00.000-08:002012-02-22T11:27:23.238-08:00Pie on the Fly<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7gRF4tLJuI64k-tOTgKYWtEV_4cc6ipcGsL6PMP3AD94M_AUBfWhcvc0L5JBs14Lj5Wf8RWjvqEAjkT8HEZ_eFqju3RD1I6qqDfOUqylMy90eEDMVdKXDEtFeUcc_D0UNt6S57Q/s1600/cabbage_pie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7gRF4tLJuI64k-tOTgKYWtEV_4cc6ipcGsL6PMP3AD94M_AUBfWhcvc0L5JBs14Lj5Wf8RWjvqEAjkT8HEZ_eFqju3RD1I6qqDfOUqylMy90eEDMVdKXDEtFeUcc_D0UNt6S57Q/s320/cabbage_pie.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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In lieu of proper blogging, I'm posting pictures of Russian pies this week. That's cabbage pie, a cheesecake-like pie called <i>vatrushka</i> and mushroom pie. My mom made these, I don't have the recipe, nor do I plan to recreate them myself since I'm not that into Russian baking these days. (I couldn't find many reliable-sounding recipes for Russian pies, so if you know of any, please share.)<br />
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However, to make this more of a proper blog post, I will share a few cultural factoids about Russian pies:<br />
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<ul><li>You may know about <i>pirozhki</i> (пирожки, plural; пирожок, singular), which are small, pastry-like pies.</li>
<li>A pizza-sized pie like the one above is called a <i>pirog</i>.</li>
<li>The Russian word pirog (пирог) stems from the word "pir" (пир), which means feast.</li>
<li>Popular pie fillings for Russian pies are cabbage (sauteed with onions and mixed with hard-boiled eggs), mushrooms, fish and rice, and for <i>pirozhki</i>, potatoes, ground beef, or fruit. I once blogged about making <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2008/12/preview-mushroom-pie.html">mushroom pie</a>.</li>
<li>A vatrushka (ватрушка) is a pastry filled with <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-to-make-tvorog-farmers-cheese.html">farmer's cheese </a>(also known as tvorog/творог). <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2006/04/vatrushki.html">I made vatrushki </a>(ватрушки, plural) back in the day.</li>
</ul>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-47012071369235415292012-01-31T10:53:00.000-08:002012-01-31T10:53:53.637-08:00Stuff Russians LikeOh, hello! I'm taking another protracted blogging break while I figure out what to do with Yulinka Cooks. In the meantime, enjoy this read from a much-more frequently updated Russian girl blog: <a href="http://blog.vickiboykis.com/2012/01/31/why-do-russians-love-ferrero-rocher/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+VickiBoykis+%28Vicki+Boykis-Economics%2C+Jewesque%2C+post-Soviet.+%29&utm_content=Google+Reader">Why do Russians love Ferrero Rocher?</a><a href="http://blog.vickiboykis.com/2012/01/31/why-do-russians-love-ferrero-rocher/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+VickiBoykis+%28Vicki+Boykis-Economics%2C+Jewesque%2C+post-Soviet.+%29&utm_content=Google+Reader"> </a> (Ferrero Rocher are those round little chocolates that come in a crinkly gold wrapper.)<br />
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Writes Vicki Boykis: <br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq">"If you’ve ever been to a Russian house, you know what I’m talking about. The tea set comes out, the fruits and nuts come out, and out comes the Ferrero Rocher."<br />
</blockquote>What else do Russians like? Off the top of my head: jams of all kinds (eaten out of a saucer, with a spoon), honey, Russian ginger cookies (<em>prianiki</em>). Take it away, readers!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-31654851375190439982011-11-14T15:52:00.000-08:002011-11-16T09:37:28.760-08:00From Iron Curtain to Iron Chef: 20 Years in American Food<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">As of October 24, 2011, I have lived in the United States for 20 years. I’ll spare the reflections on growing up in two cultures, etcetera, suffice to say it’s been a pretty good run. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Let’s talk instead about these 20 years in food. My palate follows the typical immigrant child trajectory:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Instant infatuation with all things American; attempts to bring “American” food like tacos and lasagna into the immigrant household; followed by an eventual appreciation and nostalgia for the foods of the old country.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Let’s take a closer look:</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2Pamll0Rf4rx4ip0ci-vOdGpK3SCbAckW-2EUIC_ueK4PQVKW8FwGEAf6VUpN8u3xXuUmdlESIx0JkCvPNcmobiplKANR-_fp_1SHCQMPkaRZ5qoVVnJXfZfhf7aU8poxuj-WCg/s1600/oreos.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><img border="0" nda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2Pamll0Rf4rx4ip0ci-vOdGpK3SCbAckW-2EUIC_ueK4PQVKW8FwGEAf6VUpN8u3xXuUmdlESIx0JkCvPNcmobiplKANR-_fp_1SHCQMPkaRZ5qoVVnJXfZfhf7aU8poxuj-WCg/s1600/oreos.gif" /></span></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>1991:</strong> My family and I arrive in the U.S. from Russia. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The food we’ve known in the USSR is homemade and unvaried, made-from-scratch and pale in color. Fast food and snacks, wrapped in bright food packaging, are rare and expensive. Here, the sheer variety of food and its colors sends us spinning.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We eat our first American delicacy: Oreo cookies, purchased late in the evening from a hotel vending machine (we strategically go at night because we’ve never seen a vending machine and don’t know how it works). </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">This is followed by daily discoveries: pink bologna wrapped in layers of plastic, tiny cups of purple-tinged yogurt with sprinkles, vanilla ice cream with strawberry streaks that make me think of marble, confetti-colored marshmallows in Alphabits cereal. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Life’s a kaleidoscope of color and gloriously artificial scents and flavors. My mom nearly mistakes a bottle of lemon-scented dish soap for lemon juice. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>1991, later in the year:</strong> We acquire our first toaster and I spend an evening toasting piece after piece of Wonder Bread. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>1992-1993:</strong> I’m mesmerized by the food American kids bring to school: diagonally sliced sandwiches that always include a piece of lettuce, pretzel twists in plastic baggies, Fruit by the Foot, gummy fruit snacks, fruit juice boxes with straws attached (“Americans think of everything,” my mom says!). Also, school pizza parties courtesy of Pizza Hut and classroom treats for every possible occasion, in an era before childhood obesity. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8BMCYkWtilRE5D7Lzr3hC28lyhFfZYpSSihZwysJPLL-1lvw0nZ4EkPup6M0LXpevI5hy2sTQz7M-cyHvFKekay_ZBy8hwXoLw1hyQXUjiQGXtvRuo0C7NBVOF-66rpiu_rn9Hw/s1600/kidcuisine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><img border="0" nda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8BMCYkWtilRE5D7Lzr3hC28lyhFfZYpSSihZwysJPLL-1lvw0nZ4EkPup6M0LXpevI5hy2sTQz7M-cyHvFKekay_ZBy8hwXoLw1hyQXUjiQGXtvRuo0C7NBVOF-66rpiu_rn9Hw/s1600/kidcuisine.jpg" /></span></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>1994-1995:</strong> I discover the microwave. My parents use it for reasonable purposes, like heating leftovers. I use it for eating my way through Pick ‘n Save’s frozen dinner selection. My favorite brand, for reasons that elude me now, is Kid Cuisine.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I ignore my mom’s borsch. Lunch is Lay’s sour-cream-and-potato chips, a box of Ocean Spray juice, and a Little Debbie brownie. My parents’ infatuation with American food is over. My mom declares that everything tastes like plastic. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>1996-1997:</strong> Adolescent body image issues kick in: I decide I’m fat. It’s a good time to start eating “healthy,” since it’s the decade of low-fat everything: Snackwell’s, Healthy Choice, fat-free pretzels.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I oversee my mom’s cooking and complain every time she reaches for oil and butter. This causes some tension between us. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>1997-1998:</strong> I dabble in cooking. Everything I want to make is “American”: lasagna, tacos, spaghetti. I’m not interested in borsch. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>1998-2000:</strong> My infatuation with American food, both junk and home cooked, is ending. Weird, foreign food is kind of cool! Three cheers for multiculturalism. My mom goes on kick of Russian home cooking: <em>pirozhki</em> (little pies with meat, cabbage or mushroom fillings), <em><a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/fast-food-pelmeni.html">pelmeni</a></em> (Russian dumplings), <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2008/12/schi-sauerkraut-soup.html"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">cabbage soups</span></a><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">. I gobble it all up. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>2000-2005:</strong> I continue to dabble in cooking, although my mom’s interest wanes. Food at home, and to this day, alternates between Russian basics like </span><a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2008/11/chicken-kotleti-russian-burgers.html"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>kotleti</em> </span></a><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">and the occasional lasagna. I watch the Food Network and read cookbooks.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>2006-2007:</strong> Inspired by an explosion of food blogs and my very first kitchen, I launch Yulinka Cooks. My theme is Russian/Soviet food, and I stick to it, making <em><a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2006/04/vatrushki.html">vatrushki</a>, <a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_463474667">tvorog</a></em></span><a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-to-make-tvorog-farmers-cheese.html"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">,</span></a><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> and <em><a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2006/08/kvass-rye-bread-beer.html">kvass</a></em>. Many of these multistep dishes are just okay and my photos are less than okay, but food blogging becomes my on-again-off-again creative outlet.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>2008-2011:</strong> Local and sustainable is big, and I dabble in some Milwaukee-area food coverage. I keep cooking and blogging, although with a bit less enthusiasm. I write about “American” food, which doesn’t resonate with readers—but Russian classics like kvass generate comments! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Now:</strong> I’ve evolved into a decent cook and cook plenty, mostly Americanized basics, and mostly from scratch. I shop at farmer’s markets. I know better than to be impressed with Oreos—not local or sustainable! <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Still, at times I miss that fresh-off-the-boat innocence, that moment when packaged cookies falling through a vending machine seemed magical. (If I were making a movie, they'd fall in slow motion.) </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">As my 20<sup>th</sup> Thanksgiving rolls around, I’m thankful that I’ve had the chance to experience both worlds—the dark one for a little while, and the colorful one for keeps. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Photos from </span><a href="http://www.conagrafoods.com/consumer/brands/getBrand.do?page=kid_cuisine"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">ConAgra Foods</span></a><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> and </span><a href="http://www.nabiscoworld.com/oreo/"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Nabisco</span></a></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-7818920555003806992011-10-18T16:51:00.000-07:002011-10-18T16:58:15.413-07:00Russian Grocery Store Tour: International Foods<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju6dFgMJ2jNRdJNdk5d1AF8wB7h7SpEfzWakx1Z3oICG3CcnIGh4t5G0vu1EKbbSEasg5kphCI5qn_zrFsWIK_NnUj0vLPYFfdmSSEbBMgIZMtqmMJ1JWXQgIFcCUXINLDBiuD0w/s1600/internationalfoods.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju6dFgMJ2jNRdJNdk5d1AF8wB7h7SpEfzWakx1Z3oICG3CcnIGh4t5G0vu1EKbbSEasg5kphCI5qn_zrFsWIK_NnUj0vLPYFfdmSSEbBMgIZMtqmMJ1JWXQgIFcCUXINLDBiuD0w/s320/internationalfoods.jpg" width="299" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I'm surprised that I’ve never reviewed International Foods--the original Russian grocery store in Milwaukee. Opened in the early 1990s during the post-Soviet immigrant wave, International Foods is really the only Russian grocery in Milwaukee that gets <a href="http://onmilwaukee.com/market/articles/ethnicgrocery.html">press </a>or the occasional American customer. <br />
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<strong>Location:</strong> 1920 E. Capital Dr., Shorewood, Wis., (414) 964-7115.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
<b>Atmosphere:</b> The original, sparsely-shelved Eastern European grocery store. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Customer Service:</b> Who knows? Known for both a brusque Soviet attitude and the occasional sweet cashier. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><b> </b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Product Selection:</b> Good selection of deli specialties and ready-made Russian party food such as salads, <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2007/12/herring-in-fur-coat.html">herring in a fur coat</a>, pastries, pickled tomatoes and cucumbers and much more. I believe International Foods does catering, too. Otherwise, a decent selection of Russian basics, plus a small selection of Russian-language books in the back of the store. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Pricing: </b>On the higher side, but not shocking. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Buy:</b> The homemade deli selections. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Avoid: </b>Watch out for stale bread and cashiers who give you the cold shoulder. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><strong>Final Rating:</strong> *** </div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div><br />
Rating Key:</div><div>*Soviet cafeteria food</div><div>**Day-old buckwheat kasha</div><div>***Borsch made by a non-native</div><div>**** Babushka’s homemade pirozhki</div><div>*****Black caviar on a buttered baguette and a shot of chilled vodka</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
Other recommended Russian/Eastern European grocery stores in Milwaukee: <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2008/05/russian-grocery-tour-spartak.html">Spartak</a>, <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/grocery-tour-parthenon-foods-and-deli.html">Parthenon Foods</a>, and <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekend-eats.html">A&J Polish Deli</a>. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-15688022541086320082011-09-09T11:13:00.000-07:002011-09-09T11:13:12.108-07:00Soviet Kitchen ItemsThe new book “<a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0847836053/ref=s9_simh_gw_p14_d0_g14_i2?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&pf_rd_s=center-2&pf_rd_r=1VWPKXK9E8WQQNE9DBK5&pf_rd_t=101&pf_rd_p=470938631&pf_rd_i=507846">Made in Russia: Unsung Icons of Soviet Design</a>” has been getting some buzz. You can see a nice gallery of <a href="http://www.foreignpolicy.com/articles/2011/08/25/agitprops">photos and stories from the book</a> in <em>Foreign Policy</em> magazine. I can’t get my hands on a copy yet, but the preview inspired me to rummage through my parents’ kitchen in search of unsung icons of Soviet cookware design. <br />
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Perhaps the most iconic of my finds is this drinking glass—<em>granyonyi stakan</em> (гранёный стакан). This thick, 14-sided glass was manufactured and sold throughout the Soviet Union. <br />
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-These glasses are said to be designed by Vera Mukhina, creator of the famous Soviet sculpture <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Worker_and_Kolkhoz_Woman">“Worker and Kolhoz Woman”</a>.<br />
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-They’re sturdy and made to survive falls on hard flooring, which is why they were commonly used on trains and in food service.<br />
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-Most importantly, according to Wikipedia: “An image of <em>granyonyi stakan</em> in popular culture is associated either with vodka and pickled cucumbers, or with tea and <em>podstakannik</em>.”<br />
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Speaking of which, this is the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Podstakannik"><em>podstakannik </em></a><em>(</em>подстаканник), a glass holder, usually used on trains for serving hot tea. <br />
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Next find—a 1970s-era book called “Advice to a Young Housewife,” which contains recipes and good housekeeping tips. Check out the loopy illustration on the cover. (Previously, I blogged about Soviet recipe postcards from the '70s and '80s--<a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2008/01/soviet-kitsch-sandwiches-and-canapes.html">canapes</a>, <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2011/04/soviet-recipe-postcards-cooking-with.html">potatoes</a> and <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/soviet-kitsch-soup.html">soups</a>.)<br />
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An enamel camping mug—note the picture of black currants, the classic Russian berry.<br />
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If the above artifacts strike you as unironically stodgy, I must point out that not everything made in the Soviet Union was ugly. Check out these delicately painted porcelain tea and espresso cups, produced in the USSR in the 1960s. <br />
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The proof is in the logo--LFZ (ЛФЗ in Russian)--<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Imperial_Porcelain_Factory"><em>Leningradski Farforovyi Zavod</em></a>, or the Leningrad Porcelain Factory.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA-HZMj4aX0wYmubvL6Ghu-F-EHAWyNgw_-TObf0GXqqaZPzRQRai12Rh2GQ4sROY5Wwt4RZAoLWNWj34iOP4CKsJaVW6G_FuAH3WwEO_Ul5AmXpv85MAkEuLJfMETS4s3qZQ2Hw/s1600/lfz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239px" nba="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA-HZMj4aX0wYmubvL6Ghu-F-EHAWyNgw_-TObf0GXqqaZPzRQRai12Rh2GQ4sROY5Wwt4RZAoLWNWj34iOP4CKsJaVW6G_FuAH3WwEO_Ul5AmXpv85MAkEuLJfMETS4s3qZQ2Hw/s320/lfz.jpg" width="320px" /></a></div>Finally, money. As my father noted, none of the above could be acquired without a ruble or two. Here, you can see one, five and ten-ruble bills, plus a ruble coin. I encourage you check out <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Russian_ruble">Wikipedia</a> for on Soviet money Let me note that the paper bills include writing in the different languages of each of the Soviet republics—cultural sensitivity on the part of the USSR’s Department of the Treasury! <br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Here’s the recipe, via the <a href="http://www.jsonline.com/">Journal Sentinel’s</a> Sunday food section, with a few modifications.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Cube rhubarb or apples into ½-inch chunks—you should have about four cups. Set aside. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Combine 1cup flour, 1 ¼ tsp. baking power and 1/8 tsp. salt; set aside. In a big bowl, beat 5 tablespoons unsalted, room-temperate butter with a mixer until smooth. Add 2/3 cups sugar, beat well. Add 1 tsp. vanilla extract, ¼ tsp. cinnamon and 1 egg; beat well. Add the flour and ½ cup milk alternately to the sugar mixture; combine until just smooth. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Butter an 8-inch baking dish and spread the fruit in the dish. Sprinkle with about 2/3 cup sugar (less, maybe ½ cup, if you’re using apples, especially if they’re on the sweeter side).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Spoon batter over the fruit—don’t worry if it doesn’t cover all the fruit; the batter will spread and plump up while baking. Bake about 45 minutes, and let cool before eating. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Good with whipped cream or ice cream…but who am I kidding, perfect when eaten with a spoon right out of the pan. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-4856759480229809312011-08-16T10:53:00.000-07:002011-08-16T10:53:56.443-07:00Finds in the FridgeIt still surprises me that after nearly 20 years in the U.S., my parents and I keep distinctly Russian food in our <br />
respective fridges. <br />
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Like thrifty Soviets, we store it all in recycled plastic containers. (There's no Container Store in Russia, you know.)<br />
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What's this? Yogurt, you say? Oh, no. <br />
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It's <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2006/08/making-pickles.html">homemade pickles</a>! <br />
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And what's this? Iced tea, you guess? Nope--it's homemade <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2006/08/kvass-rye-bread-beer.html">kvass</a>. <br />
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I doubt we're the only immigrants who do this sort of thing. What "native" food do you have in the fridge? Tell me on the <a href="http://www.facebook.com/yulinkacooks">Yulinka Cooks Facebook page</a>. (Like my cross--*caugh* self--promotion?)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-43509524407546876942011-08-02T10:59:00.000-07:002011-08-02T10:59:13.275-07:00A Different Kind of Fruit Cake<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikpFo1MF0qEzql8hxiuhDDSM3BZqJ-nHCurMB5rlUy4cHMFqb_OzIFxErtfLCUDMaMM5xP2VCazvVCQzjFFsdX5nN7c8UEQx3ZzxzTV3GkeUW6X8dZ49FmaGEPKSdXy3Rlgxji7g/s1600/strawberrycake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikpFo1MF0qEzql8hxiuhDDSM3BZqJ-nHCurMB5rlUy4cHMFqb_OzIFxErtfLCUDMaMM5xP2VCazvVCQzjFFsdX5nN7c8UEQx3ZzxzTV3GkeUW6X8dZ49FmaGEPKSdXy3Rlgxji7g/s320/strawberrycake.jpg" t$="true" width="240px" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">I’ve never made a layer cake with frosting in my life, but I do like baking fruit cakes. Not the kind you make for Christmas (though I suspect they get an undeservedly bad rap), but simple cakes that involve fruit covered in batter. They’re easy to make, reasonably light, work for breakfast or dessert, go well with coffee, tea, milk, etc. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Sour apples like Granny Smith work really well in these cakes, but so do rhubarb, strawberries, peaches, blueberries--anything that's tart. You don't need to do anything with the fruit besides cut it into chunks, and frozen berries work great. It doesn’t hurt to add a bit of vanilla or cinnamon to the batter. See the recipes below for details. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">These are the variations I like:</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>The classic Russian charlotte:</strong> 3 eggs, 1 cup sugar, 1 cup flour, ½ tsp. baking powder; mix; pour over fruit chunks; bake 60 minutes at 370. <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2006/05/guest-at-doorstep-apple-charlotte.html">Here's my old apple charlotte recipe. </a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>Yogurt cake</strong>: Similar to the above, but with 1/2 cup of plain yogurt and sour cream, and a bit of oil for extra richness.A few weeks ago I made this cake using peaches for the fruit; <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2011/06/sour-cream-cake-with-peaches.html">recipe here</a>. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>Buttery cakes</strong> with a bit of yogurt or kefr for richness and moisture. <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2009/06/best-ever-rhubarb-cake-preview.html">See this rhubarb cake recipe for details. </a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-225402653269367962011-07-22T11:09:00.000-07:002011-07-22T11:09:56.390-07:00When it's too hot for pierogies...<ul><li>...let NPR do your blogging for you. Check out <a href="http://www.npr.org/2011/07/20/138513444/the-lighter-side-of-traditional-soviet-summer-fare">their nice write-up</a> of Soviet summer food--including okroshka (cold vegetable soup made with kefir), grilled trout, Azerbaijani salad, and syrniki (farmer's cheese pancakes). I've previously blogged about making your own <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-to-make-tvorog-farmers-cheese.html">farmer's cheese</a>. And here's my version of <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2011/05/russian-chopped-salad.html">Azerbaijani salad</a> (chopped veggie salad with cucumbers, tomatoes and peppers). </li>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><em>The Merchant's Wife</em>, a painting by Boris Kustodiev</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Most recipes are about ingredients and proportions and cooking times, but this one calls for the right atmosphere--the right atmosphere for a Russian summer tea. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">I’d guess that many Russians have sentimental memories of drinking tea for hours on warm evenings on their <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dacha">dacha </a>(vacation country house). <br />
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There will be sweets, fruit, fresh-picked berries from the garden, endless cups of tea, chit-chat with family and friends, the house cat or dog trailing around, all to the backdrop of the summer sun sinking into the earth well into the evening. It’s Russian pastoral.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>(For a good cinematic version of this scene, see the movie <em><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0111579/">Burned by the Sun</a></em>.)</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Here’s an approximate recipe for recreating a Russian summer tea, whether you’re in Russia or, as most of my readers, somewhere across the ocean. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>Season:</strong></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">July, July, August, early September</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>Weather:</strong></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Warm in the evening, but not humid. Breezy but not windy.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>Location:</strong></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Your cottage or country house. Oh, you don’t have one? A suburban backyard patio or deck, or even an urban balcony will suffice. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>Company: </strong></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Ideally, your extended family, with assorted friends and visitors on hand.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Dogs and cats welcome.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>Tea:</strong></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">If you have a <em><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Samovar">samovar</a></em>, a Russian hot-water brewing device, use it. If not, make a big pot of hot tea, and be ready to brew more.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>Snacks:</strong></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Two or three different desserts—<a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2009/05/curd-cheesecake-with-apples.html">simple fruit</a> <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2011/06/sour-cream-cake-with-peaches.html">cakes</a> are always good. Chocolate candies. Two varieties of jam (black currant and raspberry recommended). Honey. Thinly sliced lemon. Three or four of the following: watermelon, strawberries, cherries, raspberries, blueberries, peaches, grapes.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>Conversation:</strong></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">This is a great occasional to talk politics, society and the arts. (And no need to brush up on the facts—the point is free-form chit-chat, banter, and humor--not accuracy.)</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-33971514785255044062011-07-05T15:17:00.000-07:002011-07-05T15:17:03.756-07:00Summer Slacking Series: Milwaukee Farmers Markets & More<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">What I’m doing during my summer slacking season:</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">-Not blogging.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUkyunoV_xCNg18mV4XMYkfIP63SQ1t_Zc5ri0Nv7Csyb4E0yQG3GFrg_sm7c0ZNQjiVV-2cHLzWcrzpUIu-608Am7BMgirx_bp6_09DL5Ur2CXuyFMwK58N3VBaj_8tD-Mz7k1A/s1600/tomatobriesalad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><img border="0" height="200px" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUkyunoV_xCNg18mV4XMYkfIP63SQ1t_Zc5ri0Nv7Csyb4E0yQG3GFrg_sm7c0ZNQjiVV-2cHLzWcrzpUIu-608Am7BMgirx_bp6_09DL5Ur2CXuyFMwK58N3VBaj_8tD-Mz7k1A/s200/tomatobriesalad.jpg" width="150px" /></span></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">-Making random-ingredient salads on weeknights. Here’s a tomato-brie-scallion-sausage-and-crouton creation with balsamic vinegar. I also made a tomato-bacon-pea salad that was surprisingly good. Sauté some chopped bacon, add a few handfuls of frozen peas and cook until the peas are just done. Let cool a bit, mix with sliced tomatoes. Chop up some scallions or parsley, if you have them on hand.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg83zhSZ3qnmAdP3zX09TCMMBSonWlXXoSblObgorfDCoCpfIvB7HzZo7I1ORpYTdN5yP8jk1yMoKRFQuBmmAU1jP8lH2Mg9rOA106WpN9AoCvY9XyG3XxaFHG5Rnp52RX3hLLMjw/s1600/beansegg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><img border="0" height="149px" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg83zhSZ3qnmAdP3zX09TCMMBSonWlXXoSblObgorfDCoCpfIvB7HzZo7I1ORpYTdN5yP8jk1yMoKRFQuBmmAU1jP8lH2Mg9rOA106WpN9AoCvY9XyG3XxaFHG5Rnp52RX3hLLMjw/s200/beansegg.jpg" width="200px" /></span></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">-Making fake Mexican huevos rancheros: Heat up some refried beans in a small pan. Add an egg or two, sunny-side up. Cover pan with lid; cook 3-4 minutes (</span><a href="http://www.beyondsalmon.com/2011/06/sunny-side-up.html"><span style="font-family: inherit;">see the Beyond Salmon blog for more guidance on cooking eggs</span></a><span style="font-family: inherit;">). Eat with salsa, chopped red peppers, scallions and sour cream. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">-Making iced tea with fruit flavorings: lime juice, lemon juice, whole strawberries (add strawberry chunks to the pitcher).</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">-Checking out farmers markets in downtown Milwaukee. Here’s my brief guide:</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><strong>East Town Tuesday Market</strong>, 3 p.m.-7 p.m., Cathedral Square Park. The crowd: office people and various East Side types. This market is new in 2011, and, judging by the small turnout, I'll be surprised if it continues next summer. Atmosphere: Sparse. Chill. Buy: <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Necklaces, hand-made soap, art prints, baked goodies. I haven’t seen a single fruit or vegetable for sale here. Bring: A wad of cash for the $50+ handmade jewelry. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><strong>Westown Market</strong>, 10 a.m.-3 p.m., Ziedler Union Square. Crowd: Office workers. Atmosphere: Company cafeteria. Buy: Flowers for your desk, lunch from the many food vendors and trucks, cookies for the afternoon slump. Bring: Your co-workers. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><strong>East Town Saturday Market</strong>, 8 a.m.-12:30 p.m., Cathedral Square Park:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Crowd: <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Crowded. Students, young professional types, young families. Atmosphere: Festive. Buy: Hey, this place sells produce, so buy a vegetable that’s in season. Bring: Kids, if you have them—the action’s at the playground. </span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;">For addresses and a complete listing of Milwaukee-area farmers markets, </span><a href="http://www.jsonline.com/features/food/92711324.html"><span style="font-family: inherit;">see this guide in the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel.</span></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-46235617544771981942011-06-21T15:14:00.000-07:002011-06-21T16:59:27.752-07:00Sour Cream Cake With Peaches<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcxmD0Dfv4kDT2LeL7xHtH2_zT51eyE6bU-b5sWCIdDEI3oienlYLBO-EX9dIG3t6KncZMsSEUbapejVrWITfqyzTalvTnwUbi2NWx9hK7ukpqLswfKyGU8t1JVkTwMtcOdR7j4w/s1600/sourcreamcake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="264" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcxmD0Dfv4kDT2LeL7xHtH2_zT51eyE6bU-b5sWCIdDEI3oienlYLBO-EX9dIG3t6KncZMsSEUbapejVrWITfqyzTalvTnwUbi2NWx9hK7ukpqLswfKyGU8t1JVkTwMtcOdR7j4w/s320/sourcreamcake.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I hate to waste food. Homeless kittens and puppies tug at some people’s heartstrings, but a half cup of soon-to-expire sour cream in the fridge makes me cry. In my zeal to rescue the sour cream, I found myself making this cake at 10 p.m. on a weeknight--and I'm glad I did. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">My inspiration was </span><a href="http://orangette.blogspot.com/2004/08/slow-roasting.html"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Orangette’s yogurt cake recipe</span></a><span style="font-family: inherit;">, in which I subbed sour cream for the yogurt. Dozens of yogurt cake variations have been floating around the blog world ever since </span><a href="http://chocolateandzucchini.com/archives/2005/10/yogurt_cake.php"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Clotilde Dusoulier posted her now-famous recipe</span></a><span style="font-family: inherit;"> for this simple, traditional French dessert. </span><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: inherit;">Yogurt cake is lightly sweet and mild, kind of like pancake batter, so you can add fruit, or nuts, or chocolate to spice it up. For my cake, I added a couple of sliced, soon-to-be-squishy peaches (it’s not just leftover sour cream that makes me sad). </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sour cream makes the cake super-dense and moist, as does Orangette’s addition of lemon juice syrup that you pour over the baked cake.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong><span style="font-family: inherit;">Here’s the recipe with my modifications:</span></strong></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
<span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Preheat the oven to 350 degrees Fahrenheit.<br />
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In a large bowl, combine and mix well ½ cup <strong>sour cream</strong>, ¾ cup <strong>sugar</strong>, 3 <strong>eggs </strong>and 1 tsp. <strong>vanilla concentrate</strong>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Add 1.5 cups <strong>flour</strong>, 2 tsp. <strong>baking powder</strong>; mix. Add ½ cup <strong>canola oil</strong>, and mix well.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Dice a couple of medium <strong>peaches</strong> (or nectarines, or apples, or strawberries, or rhubarb—any tart fruit will work). </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Butter a 9-inch cake pan, and pour ½ batter into the pan. Add diced fruit on top, and then pour the rest of the batter to cover the fruit. Sprinkle with <strong>raw sugar</strong>.<br />
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Bake for 30-35 minutes. Cool cake completely. <br />
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Optional: Juice an orange and a lemon. Add ¼ cup powdered sugar to the juice and mix well. Pour over the entire cake, and serve. </span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-24375235849794768382011-06-15T10:29:00.000-07:002011-06-15T10:29:50.240-07:00Summer Slacking Salads<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV3AqY7c9Cn3gHPxqqk5UqJWn9xVttsWh_fQ3xAyBtQ-jwkCXie8LKlvYOfstO-2tvBNZZp1fQHgR05li8Jnfdjto3ckTQdtzXmamC8Oy63bjra5rwW8uXv1huKPTSh5BQT5xFLA/s1600/brietomatosalad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="264px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV3AqY7c9Cn3gHPxqqk5UqJWn9xVttsWh_fQ3xAyBtQ-jwkCXie8LKlvYOfstO-2tvBNZZp1fQHgR05li8Jnfdjto3ckTQdtzXmamC8Oy63bjra5rwW8uXv1huKPTSh5BQT5xFLA/s320/brietomatosalad.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /></a></div>June marks the start of my summer slacking season on the blog. Hey, in Wisconsin, warm weather begins in June and ends mid-September, if we’re lucky—so there’s some urgency to take advantage of it.<br />
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These are my dos and don’ts for a nice summer evening in Milwaukee:<br />
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<b>Do:</b> Go for a walk or bike ride on the lakefront<br />
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<b>Don’t: </b>Go to the gym<br />
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<b>Do:</b> Read on the patio at <a href="http://www.alterracoffee.com/">Alterra</a><br />
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<b>Don’t:</b> Read at home<br />
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<b>Do:</b> Get custard at<a href="http://www.kopps.com/"> Kopp’s</a><br />
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<b>Don’t</b>: Bake<br />
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<b>Do:</b> Make salad<br />
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<b>Don’t:</b> Make anything that leaves grease stains on your stove<br />
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So, salad. Here’s a little number I made on a hot day last week. Mix everything in a big bowl. <br />
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<ul><li>Brie, cut up in chunks</li>
<li>Sliced tomatoes (make sure both brie and tomatoes are at room temperature—they will taste better)</li>
<li>Chopped scallions</li>
<li>Black olives</li>
<li>Chopped parsley</li>
<li>Thinly sliced onions</li>
<li>Dressing: something Italian, or a red wine vinegar/balsamic/olive oil combo</li>
</ul>And here are a few other low-maintenance salads to make during summer slacking season, ranked by time commitment: <br />
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<ul><li><a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2011/05/russian-chopped-salad.html">Russian Chopped Salad</a> (Chop, mix)</li>
<li><a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-with-leftovers.html">Leftovers Salad</a> (Scour fridge for leftovers)</li>
<li><a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-salad.html">Crunchy Summer Salad</a> (Chop, mix, boil egg)</li>
<li><a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/roasted-vegetable-salads.html">Roasted Vegetable Salad</a> (Chop, turn oven on)</li>
<li><a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2008/08/summer-salad.html">Potato Summer Salad</a> (Cook potatoes)</li>
</ul>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-58492431066422410972011-06-07T06:23:00.000-07:002011-06-07T06:23:09.213-07:00Russian Folk Remedies<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">In February, I blogged about <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2011/02/russian-cold-remedies.html">Russian cold remedies</a>; come summer, let’s talk about cures for hot-weather ailments. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><ul><li>Russians put sour cream on everything—why not sunburned skin? I tried this after a few too many hours in the sun on Memorial Day. Sour cream won’t cure your sunburn, but it will soothe crispy skin. Make sure to use very cold sour cream, and smear on a thin layer. Wait 20 minutes or so, until most of it is absorbed, then gently wash off the rest. You can also use yogurt and buttermilk. </li>
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</div><ul><li><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">For tired, sore or bloodshot eyes, try the tea bag remedy. Brew some tea using tea bags (Lipton is perfectly okay for this). Remove the tea bags and let them cool, then carefully squeeze out the extra moisture. Lie down or sit back, and place a tea bag over each eye. Apply for…well, for as long as you want. This will feel very soothing and pleasant—it’s the world’s cheapest spa treatment. </div></li>
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>Other Russian remedies:</strong></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>For cooling down in hot weather</strong>—drink hot green tea, just like they do in Central Asia. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>For hangovers</strong>—drink pickle juice.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>For stress and anxiety</strong>—valerian root drops and water.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>For fuller hair</strong>—wash it with raw egg yolks. </div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-66072476726133477142011-05-23T10:55:00.000-07:002011-05-24T17:30:42.612-07:00Russian Candy Review: Limonchiki (lemon drops)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQm7j-sfmWLLpMlVQDa7uSwlI1jUTc1VCVXJZgtk5nqWboQ5kIxaPJjko8hB9yIDX2RNDosGnSetiyNvQT19JWsUdNIIK8X3b_cE7bfzjBCf7qf48jHEBJfxFu_2pCEathnBxNyQ/s1600/lemondrops.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="276" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQm7j-sfmWLLpMlVQDa7uSwlI1jUTc1VCVXJZgtk5nqWboQ5kIxaPJjko8hB9yIDX2RNDosGnSetiyNvQT19JWsUdNIIK8X3b_cE7bfzjBCf7qf48jHEBJfxFu_2pCEathnBxNyQ/s320/lemondrops.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>In this occasional series, I review candy you can find at Russian grocery stores. <br />
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Previous installments: <br />
<ul><li><a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2011/02/russian-candy-review-korovki.html">Korovki ("little cows")</a></li>
<li><a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2010/03/russian-candy-review-part-two.html">Mishka Kosolapiy ("clumsy bear")</a></li>
<li><a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/review-russian-candy.html">Three candy varieties: Little Trunks, Little Crayfish and Condensed Milk</a></li>
</ul><b>The Candy:</b> Caramel’ki Limonchiki (карамельки лимончики)<br />
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<b>The Name: </b>Loosely translated, <i>limonchiki</i> means little lemons or--my preference--lemonettes. <i>Caramel'ki</i> means caramels, but in Russian candy parlance this usually refers to hard candy with filling, rather than caramel. <br />
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<b>The Look:</b> An off-color yellow shell, with plum jam in the middle.<br />
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<b>The Taste:</b> The shell is tart and the middle is sweet and jammy. <br />
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<strong>Verdict: </strong>Pretty good for hard candy. I give 'em an A-.<br />
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In Milwaukee, you can buy<em> limonchiki </em>at <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2008/05/russian-grocery-tour-spartak.html"><span style="color: #5588aa;">Spartak</span></a> in Whitefish Bay. Or, check out <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/search/label/shopping"><span style="color: #5588aa;">this guide</span></a> to Russian/Eastern European groceries.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-58144335997357403952011-05-10T06:01:00.000-07:002011-05-10T06:01:27.025-07:00Russian Chopped Salad<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7Ng7JM0mdTrpKJiG7P6CZPW7Le_NCT8BYKaNHr2cAbcs_qKob058316uZpsLNmD_FnP9GFHv8Ct_UCPzPxCCgCPFEbWZshjovWK61GXJpZDUHo1K5HAZ5Jl0Lcyrjkk_H-3ZnmA/s1600/saladedit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7Ng7JM0mdTrpKJiG7P6CZPW7Le_NCT8BYKaNHr2cAbcs_qKob058316uZpsLNmD_FnP9GFHv8Ct_UCPzPxCCgCPFEbWZshjovWK61GXJpZDUHo1K5HAZ5Jl0Lcyrjkk_H-3ZnmA/s320/saladedit.jpg" width="320px" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I </span><span style="font-family: inherit;">couldn't resist taking a picture of my parents' Russian house salad. The base is cucumbers, tomatoes, parsley or dill, scallions, and either sunflower oil or sour cream for the dressing. Sometimes my mom will add any and all crunchy vegetables in the fridge. The only requirement for this salad is that it’s colorful. Here’s the formula: </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-family: inherit;">Base (all chopped):</span></strong></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Tomatoes</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Cucumbers</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Scallions</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Parsley, dill, or preferably both</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-family: inherit;">Optional:</span></strong></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Radishes</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Peppers—red, yellow green</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Red onions</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Pickles</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Olives, feta, or blue cheese (not remotely Russian, but good)</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-family: inherit;">Dressing:</span></strong></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sunflower or olive oil, a bit of grainy mustard, dash of sugar, splash of vinegar, splash of pickle juice (secret ingredient)</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-family: inherit;">Or</span></strong></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">A few tablespoons each of sour cream or plain yogurt and mayo, dash of mustard, dash of sugar</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-56830835151020538482011-05-04T15:26:00.000-07:002011-05-04T19:23:10.098-07:00A Call for a Cause--and Creativity<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDBTJB41i4dfkxMQNtbKL5zFzfbqsfrxre3qrj_0fFSGuFfvlSqoWNnC5HnDq5pQkn90r9LW6TmpjTzyxbdbuld5ikb2X2vV6o0hB5EBJnYsNI9ivEcRU56ON_KouvxfYWF-JHAA/s1600/cookiesforcancer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDBTJB41i4dfkxMQNtbKL5zFzfbqsfrxre3qrj_0fFSGuFfvlSqoWNnC5HnDq5pQkn90r9LW6TmpjTzyxbdbuld5ikb2X2vV6o0hB5EBJnYsNI9ivEcRU56ON_KouvxfYWF-JHAA/s200/cookiesforcancer.jpg" width="170" /></a><strong>Cookies for Kids' Cancer Bake Sale May 21:</strong> If you’ve always wanted to sample my baking—and you live in or around Miwaukee—you’ll have a chance at the Cookies for Kids' Cancer Bake Sale on May 21. Milwaukee food bloggers, myself included, are contributing treats for this fund-raiser organized by <a href="http://www.mkefoodies.com/">#MKE Foodies</a>. You can also bid on one-of-a-kind stuff donated by Milwaukee chefs and restaurants in the silent auction. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Bake Sale and Silent Auction for Kids' Cancer </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Saturday, May 21, 2011</div>1 p.m. to 4 p.m.<br />
Best Place at the Historic Pabst Brewery<br />
901 W. Juneau Ave., Milwaukee<br />
<a href="https://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=117629568316472#%21/event.php?eid=117629568316472"><span style="color: #888888;">RSVP on Facebook</span></a><br />
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<strong>Call for Creativity:</strong> I love this <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/imagepages/2011/05/01/magazine/01asaparagus-graphic.html?ref=magazine">flow chart of asparagus recipes</a> by Mark Bittmann in New York Times' Sunday magazine. Cool and unusual way to write a recipe. So much food writing goes the memoir route—you know the type, we food bloggers have all done it: <br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><i>This asparagus morel quiche takes me back to childhood Christmases at my Norwegian great-aunt Norma’s house</i>…. Or…. <em>Whenever I make this mousse de jambon, I think of the time when I was 19, living in a little apartment in Paris, with this French boyfriend who broke my heart, </em>etc<em>.</em></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">This kind of thing can be affecting when done right, but we shouldn’t always try to emulate <a href="http://www.ruthreichl.com/">Ruth Reichl</a> or <a href="http://orangette.blogspot.com/">Molly Wizenberg</a>. Let's get some inspiration from food bloggers who come up with creative ways to write about food—like the <a href="http://www.amateurgourmet.com/2009/08/dinner_at_el_bu.html">Amateur Gourmet’s restaurant review comics</a> and <a href="http://dudefoods.com/which-came-first-sandwich/">DudeFoods' gonzo photos.</a> </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-46361944985505703322011-04-26T05:36:00.000-07:002011-04-26T05:36:50.920-07:00Soviet Recipe Postcards--Cooking With Potatoes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJzvDNneyZl1DBTEPvlUAgQuw2Agjrqzait9Nd4PsGo0Lz_QeoHPfHKPEH7qeEtzktNx-9a0ytJ4qaOXUa33CnqWICyGdOcibMPLogBtsBKvKfv-7T-nPNV2OSRzCvZebjAgnIeA/s1600/potatocovered.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320px" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJzvDNneyZl1DBTEPvlUAgQuw2Agjrqzait9Nd4PsGo0Lz_QeoHPfHKPEH7qeEtzktNx-9a0ytJ4qaOXUa33CnqWICyGdOcibMPLogBtsBKvKfv-7T-nPNV2OSRzCvZebjAgnIeA/s320/potatocovered.jpg" width="203px" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">“All in all, no other garden craze has been surrounded by so many legends, fairy tales, myths and fables as the potato….” So begins the introduction to this collection of potato recipes produced by Lenizdat, a Soviet publishing house. (I’ve previously blogged about their <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/soviet-kitsch-soup.html">soup</a> and <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2008/01/soviet-kitsch-sandwiches-and-canapes.html">sandwich</a> recipe cards.)<br />
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Potatoes are indeed big in Russian cooking, but I usually think of them in simple recipes, like soups or maybe boiled or fried and served as sides to meat. Let’s go on a retro-photo tour and see just how much you can do with potatoes in Russian cuisine. Like most old recipes, these are vague about proportions and cooking times. Email me (yulinkacooks at yahoo dot com) if you’d like specifics, and I’ll do my best to translate and clarify. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtWOH4QmKXz9VBEFV1Tjwxf4iFFHqppsTFMvJ5j-_7VQwm2lWtmmIB2hJRlnE1zEjzjmBLSydtFPaN7ir2eYNHrengieNUSUBZr4S8gwh5ByfF_eM6U1gEUON8wBDkTzNFlHQkmg/s1600/potatokebobs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="201px" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtWOH4QmKXz9VBEFV1Tjwxf4iFFHqppsTFMvJ5j-_7VQwm2lWtmmIB2hJRlnE1zEjzjmBLSydtFPaN7ir2eYNHrengieNUSUBZr4S8gwh5ByfF_eM6U1gEUON8wBDkTzNFlHQkmg/s320/potatokebobs.jpg" width="320px" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>Potato Kebabs</strong>--Who says there’s no vegetarian food in Russia? Granted, the editors suggest you deep fry the potatoes in lard before skewering them, but feel free to use vegetable oil. </div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJFIsAKr2LAfB4RlGLxqjB8UPHgGcBLe_jmlKshg3wZnZ-Dit0-XTiIjG7OkIPmeiLuxlws1ODgPrMyQ1kwa-IHo9CyB4vmooC1xpL7kYotI6vK00Qt_GbIGDznr8KAWu1xmvT7Q/s1600/friesedit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="202px" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJFIsAKr2LAfB4RlGLxqjB8UPHgGcBLe_jmlKshg3wZnZ-Dit0-XTiIjG7OkIPmeiLuxlws1ODgPrMyQ1kwa-IHo9CyB4vmooC1xpL7kYotI6vK00Qt_GbIGDznr8KAWu1xmvT7Q/s320/friesedit.jpg" width="320px" /></a></div><strong>French Fries!--</strong>Again, the recipe calls for lard, but these fries are to be served with cucumbers and pickles, tomatoes, sauerkraut, fresh cabbage, salad, mushrooms and pickled lingberries and apples. Take that, McDonald’s!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnLjCcNaUGTFrIFH_D0pf7pI2O2NlpWa2QpSY3PWw4AQazVp7dOQgkrmWghFnboqDdZ57Jtul7Ix9O1wxEXFLi_BgSqbfBmIHSKGnqvzm4zULmglLsP4Ur_d1c2dOJN7_7Qg0-9A/s1600/potatosoup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320px" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnLjCcNaUGTFrIFH_D0pf7pI2O2NlpWa2QpSY3PWw4AQazVp7dOQgkrmWghFnboqDdZ57Jtul7Ix9O1wxEXFLi_BgSqbfBmIHSKGnqvzm4zULmglLsP4Ur_d1c2dOJN7_7Qg0-9A/s320/potatosoup.jpg" width="206px" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>Soup With Potato Dumplings</strong>--called ooshki (ушки), or “little ears” in Russian, which aren’t unlike gnocchi.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzgUT8wMlcRpqj7jd6p3N-kri7Nx3bh_tQTOXbCiiuXzPxD3suvJYydi3qs4nVUxuJDdifqbnzCGKv_dli76_HX6E0qou7rCzC3fCelJv-dLluMsiYYNhLT4BqxeVCNxZAx6a0Sg/s1600/waldorf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="204px" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzgUT8wMlcRpqj7jd6p3N-kri7Nx3bh_tQTOXbCiiuXzPxD3suvJYydi3qs4nVUxuJDdifqbnzCGKv_dli76_HX6E0qou7rCzC3fCelJv-dLluMsiYYNhLT4BqxeVCNxZAx6a0Sg/s320/waldorf.jpg" width="320px" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>Waldorf Salad</strong> (<em>from French cuisine</em>—editor’s note)--Boiled potatoes, apples and walnuts, with mayo, lemon juice, salt and sugar for the dressing. </div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX0K7Kq5Ua2GKVP6L72uaZRYQcT6Bn8xf_LTok5J5-CkBg9RfHgzHJwe3_NyCOKWFVQF_JK-mNTjQV8vux4KVPh7PK-0bMGD6EaeXcqSs2vItmjFoUpsyn2dg7ELJMWgZs1foitw/s1600/potatopie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="201px" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX0K7Kq5Ua2GKVP6L72uaZRYQcT6Bn8xf_LTok5J5-CkBg9RfHgzHJwe3_NyCOKWFVQF_JK-mNTjQV8vux4KVPh7PK-0bMGD6EaeXcqSs2vItmjFoUpsyn2dg7ELJMWgZs1foitw/s320/potatopie.jpg" width="320px" /></a></div><strong>Potato and Meat Casserole</strong>--Call it Shepherd’s pie. You mix mashed potatoes with eggs, butter and sour cream, and place the mixture in a buttered pan. Top with browned onions and ground beef, and bake. Serve with pickles, sauerkraut, vegetables and “greenery” (zelen'/зелень in Russian, meaning fresh herbs like parsley and dill). This recipe, and the one below, make good use of leftover mashed potatoes.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOplCNP0XYiiQGL1JkbJOs_uqtl5YUD3DnRGX2C9W7RpPdkfskCfX5SoJeRu262FXmQMh1ziRO6vo0yOJKwELC_k452CvqJ1yXs2Nyxwf9VC1LrVHQ6YXfAPVxbxtjqkvq-uz_bQ/s1600/potatoroll.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320px" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOplCNP0XYiiQGL1JkbJOs_uqtl5YUD3DnRGX2C9W7RpPdkfskCfX5SoJeRu262FXmQMh1ziRO6vo0yOJKwELC_k452CvqJ1yXs2Nyxwf9VC1LrVHQ6YXfAPVxbxtjqkvq-uz_bQ/s320/potatoroll.jpg" width="210px" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>Potato Roll Stuffed With Eggs</strong>--Make dough out of mashed potatoes, stuff it with hardboiled eggs and bake. Good with <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2008/12/schi-sauerkraut-soup.html">schi</a> (sauerkraut soup), according to the recipe!</div><br />
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</div><span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Other recipes included in this set are stuffed potatoes, deep-fried potato dumplings (smazhenzi/смаженцы, from Slovenia), and, from Belarus, potato dumplings with mushrooms and pork (kalduni/калдуны) and potato pancakes (draniki/драники, </span><a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2010/01/cooking-notes.html"><span style="font-family: inherit;">which I once made</span></a><span style="font-family: inherit;">). Contact me for recipes. </span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-85798540978007237592011-04-18T10:56:00.000-07:002011-04-18T10:56:51.797-07:00Weeknight Dinner Diaries<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Suggested ideas for weeknight dinners and a dessert, all made and enjoyed around these parts.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>Monday</strong>: <strong>Tomato, cucumber and bacon</strong> <strong>salad</strong>. Slice up tomatoes and cucumbers and fry up some bacon. Let the bacon cool, then add to the vegetables, along with some sliced onions, if you like. For the dressing, a bit of mayo and sour cream is good. Salt and pepper liberally. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUTKWm8B7bQ4AcHhhF-ttnpI3TuLsRPFxZwXseP5aGXWNwFM8J2OyS2Ix6sDHPDCTXQY1FRPFfLx9jWmIm4Y-w81qM7n7N6QAuGWJ8Y4ksF4Y9D8ZpW9LFmyxpPf8tBYvN6SqVjg/s1600/100_4839.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUTKWm8B7bQ4AcHhhF-ttnpI3TuLsRPFxZwXseP5aGXWNwFM8J2OyS2Ix6sDHPDCTXQY1FRPFfLx9jWmIm4Y-w81qM7n7N6QAuGWJ8Y4ksF4Y9D8ZpW9LFmyxpPf8tBYvN6SqVjg/s320/100_4839.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>Tuesday</strong>: I’m such a lobbyist for <strong>leftovers</strong>. Let’s say you have leftover pork loin (cooked in a crock pot with apple juice and soy sauce, surprisingly delish) and roasted potatoes from the weekend. Cut them up and sauté in a pan with some spinach. Add curry spices. Eat with dollops of sour cream. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXJurplLyStxixkuNhqtK9DyxLjExOX6qHxaFPV6PL_cHFUY2CBLxLO4J3M3xU1l2pInFxepLU42QznP7CmXPfK1XVP7fwUW8mFaLTA2eZ4egyHf2TT6T8Xo7bL0QfH6mz_sY-xA/s1600/leftoveredit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXJurplLyStxixkuNhqtK9DyxLjExOX6qHxaFPV6PL_cHFUY2CBLxLO4J3M3xU1l2pInFxepLU42QznP7CmXPfK1XVP7fwUW8mFaLTA2eZ4egyHf2TT6T8Xo7bL0QfH6mz_sY-xA/s320/leftoveredit.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>Wednesday</strong>: There’s more time to mess around in the kitchen mid-week, so make this <strong>zucchini-bacon-and-cheese goodness</strong>. Slice up 4-5 zucchini and sauté in olive oil for 10 minutes or so.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Place the vegetables in a foil-lined pan and grate some cheese over them—mozzarella and Parmesan are always good. Add some diced ham or bacon. Bake at 425 for 20-25 minutes, and broil last five minutes. Let cool a bit before eating. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT-6WMdp51ljibcll9vbA-QEKvfhc-hHvwBprWznn35qdPnsgFGIR9E8a3rCvYDU_oQIpRneU9DJZTNy_Q6ZOcHnf07FrsmtvFrJyvcNUUOOYeorlOhGgX5DV0xlDKi2Kkqn2RxQ/s1600/zucchiniedit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT-6WMdp51ljibcll9vbA-QEKvfhc-hHvwBprWznn35qdPnsgFGIR9E8a3rCvYDU_oQIpRneU9DJZTNy_Q6ZOcHnf07FrsmtvFrJyvcNUUOOYeorlOhGgX5DV0xlDKi2Kkqn2RxQ/s320/zucchiniedit.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>Thursday:</strong> If you’re running low on groceries by the end of the week, look around the pantry. You may be pleasantly surprised by the delicious things you can make using frozen, canned or jarred ingredients. For example: this posh-looking <strong>pumpkin soup</strong> had an unsexy start: an onion, garlic, canned pumpkin puree and chicken stock in a box. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewsTZFMsQ-QWQaJvfDhqBeJyJf1YV9xfzWzT6VfkNdleQ4HfakzI4i7qJJqKUBhkBvntVF67K1JEJOUS2GKxzEZ1HNSKcQsalwOrn_S_uyvNzgTXbGz8Bg9nxyDDOHXAnllxOpg/s1600/ingred.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewsTZFMsQ-QWQaJvfDhqBeJyJf1YV9xfzWzT6VfkNdleQ4HfakzI4i7qJJqKUBhkBvntVF67K1JEJOUS2GKxzEZ1HNSKcQsalwOrn_S_uyvNzgTXbGz8Bg9nxyDDOHXAnllxOpg/s200/ingred.jpg" width="163" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Method: Dice and sauté a big onion in some olive oil and butter. Add a few minced garlic cloves when the onions are almost done. Sprinkle on some spices—I used Penzey’s Southwestern mix, but you can get creative here. A bit of curry spice is always good. Add the pumpkin, stock (I used about 12 ounces) and ½ cup milk, and bring the soup to a boil. Turn heat to a simmer and cook on low heat for 10 minutes or so. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeUciKbAkNDpKZdOMh5mXBD3hi80wRrXM8Qag4eUqcHi5GuhjGxZJ2jYaQy4GswdLuqS-2l_DKLaHZjphxHuL323wLKTGAGuFOLIIGEGXt3p9pn2ZB_Mq3fLR6wa-jjto_nsdYiA/s1600/pumpkinsoup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeUciKbAkNDpKZdOMh5mXBD3hi80wRrXM8Qag4eUqcHi5GuhjGxZJ2jYaQy4GswdLuqS-2l_DKLaHZjphxHuL323wLKTGAGuFOLIIGEGXt3p9pn2ZB_Mq3fLR6wa-jjto_nsdYiA/s320/pumpkinsoup.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Adjust the flavor to taste--I added 2 tbs. fresh lemon juice, 1 tbs. brown sugar, and ¼ cup plain yogurt. Play around until it tastes right to you. Add more stock or milk, if you like. Some diced ham or bacon, cut into 1-inch pieces and sautéed, is really good in this.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Eat with crackers or croutons, and extra yogurt. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKfkB9TwcVw9j9yzuZqEbD4QFgEr3B_YdYKLi5b_xUgwDyJRjIfi0yXiUbj3B2a_2mC6TIGxyVuy45SJQnmYqQAwE8ES3rg2e_D2atzL_LV3HLN_Q7WxZ5NDFkGMHk50s23uj6Cw/s1600/strawberryedit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKfkB9TwcVw9j9yzuZqEbD4QFgEr3B_YdYKLi5b_xUgwDyJRjIfi0yXiUbj3B2a_2mC6TIGxyVuy45SJQnmYqQAwE8ES3rg2e_D2atzL_LV3HLN_Q7WxZ5NDFkGMHk50s23uj6Cw/s320/strawberryedit.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><strong>Friday:</strong> Have dinner out but make <strong>dessert</strong>! Slice up some strawberries, sprinkle with sugar and top with sour cream. Some cookies or chocolate wouldn’t be amiss here, either. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-20805531310053851622011-04-12T05:55:00.000-07:002011-04-12T05:55:39.548-07:00Cauliflower Not Mac-and-Cheese<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY8Sj2GDEYj0elXJ9qIS1AGnB1T8Cr5mH3sk7on5v-xjO26Nr6VOi7sWcPDlT-whAS5axUKdrvnxgXJQxXznAipO_drLQQRyPwV_X4mC9YbTFHu5Z95XarvnK00TzlCBOK8__7_g/s1600/cauliflower.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY8Sj2GDEYj0elXJ9qIS1AGnB1T8Cr5mH3sk7on5v-xjO26Nr6VOi7sWcPDlT-whAS5axUKdrvnxgXJQxXznAipO_drLQQRyPwV_X4mC9YbTFHu5Z95XarvnK00TzlCBOK8__7_g/s320/cauliflower.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Let’s do a quick focus group. <br />
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What comes to mind when you hear “cauliflower gratin”?<br />
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French. Butter. Cheese. Milk. Baked. Rich. Crusty. Yum. Yes?<br />
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The purpose of my research is to rebrand the cauliflower gratin. (A gratin, by the way, is a baked vegetable covered in a creamy cheese sauce.) Yes, this sort of thing is usually rich and fatty, but I like to think of my cauliflower gratin as a lighter version of mac and cheese—healthier comfort food for the winter months (or cold spring months, in these parts).<br />
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Baked cauliflower is naturally bland and creamy, kind of like noodles, but with far fewer calories and carbs. A gratin is hot and bubbly, the food equivalent of wearing a fuzzy, oversized sweater. So you can have your crusty, cheesy hot mess in a baking pan without the nutritional disaster that is traditional macaroni and cheese. <br />
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Here’s what I do, based on a recipe from the blog <a href="http://chocolateandzucchini.com/archives/2007/01/cauliflower_gratin.php">Chocolate and Zucchini</a>: Preheat the oven to 425. Cut up a large head of <strong>cauliflower</strong> into small-ish chunks. Place in a foil-lined pan, and sprinkle with a bit of <strong>salt, black pepper</strong> and a dash of <strong>nutmeg.</strong> <br />
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Melt 2 tbs.<strong> butter</strong> in a saucepan over medium heat. Stir 3 tbs.<strong> flour</strong> into the butter and cook for about 2 minutes, stirring frequently. Add 1 cup of<strong> milk</strong> to the butter and flour, and bring the milk to a simmer, stirring to make sure the flour is dissolved. <br />
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When the milk has a thick, saucy texture, turn off the heat and let cool for a few minutes. Add <strong>cheese</strong>—I usually add 3 tbs. whipped cream cheese, and ½ cup of whatever cheese I happen to have on hand, as long as it’s a fairly mild variety. I’ve used mozarrella, provolone, etc., successfully. (Comté is traditional for gratin, but we’re rebranding here.) Pour the cheese sauce over the cauliflower. <br />
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Sprinkle with <strong>breadcrumbs </strong>(optional), and bake 25 or so minutes, until the cauliflower is soft; then broil for 5 minutes. Let cool a bit and dig in.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-73187814426495892772011-04-04T10:21:00.000-07:002011-04-05T18:05:33.311-07:00Five Years of Yulinka Cooks<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdeY3K3DRjWcVnvt7_kZGwvXKEXNeNEuW34yJm2DWGX2lG5SmU34mVNbWysgj7nLgGJKoXzbjEiGaPrOUIdCcXNNtbeQ3ZR2XcXlLK812_Q13jJKsluVQiSMC1Ofe8jd6Uv5tWrw/s1600/candleedit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="375" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdeY3K3DRjWcVnvt7_kZGwvXKEXNeNEuW34yJm2DWGX2lG5SmU34mVNbWysgj7nLgGJKoXzbjEiGaPrOUIdCcXNNtbeQ3ZR2XcXlLK812_Q13jJKsluVQiSMC1Ofe8jd6Uv5tWrw/s400/candleedit.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">So I’ve been food blogging for five years. The idea for Yulinka Cooks was hatched in 2005, when I discovered first-generation food blogs like <a href="http://www.amateurgourmet.com/">The Amateur Gourmet</a> and <a href="http://www.chocolateandzucchini.com/">Chocolate and Zucchini</a>. In March ’06, inspired by my first kitchen and armed with a $30 digital camera, I set up a Blogger account.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Since then, I’ve written 239 blog posts, read 1,224 comments and went through five kitchens. I abandoned Yulinka Cooks a few times but couldn’t break it off for good. <br />
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I made <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2008/10/borsch-20.html">borsch</a>, <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2008/02/two-mushroom-recipes.html">pickled mushrooms</a> and <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2007/12/herring-in-fur-coat.html">herring in a fur coat</a>. I rose to the top of Google search results for a while with my recipe for <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-to-make-tvorog-farmers-cheese.html">homemade Russian farmer’s cheese</a>. I earned a bit of beer money in blog ads before BlogHer kicked me out for failing to update. I dabbled in food-themed <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2009/01/yulinka-cooks-travelogue-when-in.html">travel blogging</a> and <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2008/08/where-im-writing-from.html">memoir-writing</a>. I got myself into a <a href="http://www.jsonline.com/features/food/29499854.html">real newspaper</a>. I picked up some Photoshop tricks and spruced up the layout. I wrote snarky <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2008/05/russian-grocery-tour-spartak.html">reviews of grocery stores</a>. I met cool people who read and commented on this blog. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">For better or worse, Yulinka Cooks has been the online backdrop to the better part of my 20s.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">If you’re reading this, thanks. I raise five shot glasses of vodka to you.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-41133634506256404652011-03-22T18:33:00.000-07:002011-03-22T18:33:41.477-07:00Random Yam, Potato and Bacon Salad<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBui05m8pLFdpmcOXwEe124Fk8Y4qel7XJCr_Hq8cwIovLa-WJ5Lqnpnu1WcZHyeR-TihhhmYz3h-E283sXE6VYp-HcPSYAFrsGt-0qTvw4VB9D1ndjzo2D3-ekuJfFT5b626idw/s1600/editsalad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBui05m8pLFdpmcOXwEe124Fk8Y4qel7XJCr_Hq8cwIovLa-WJ5Lqnpnu1WcZHyeR-TihhhmYz3h-E283sXE6VYp-HcPSYAFrsGt-0qTvw4VB9D1ndjzo2D3-ekuJfFT5b626idw/s320/editsalad.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Not to brag or anything, but I’m pretty good at scrounging up random ingredients to make a tasty meal. This is my typical thought process:<br />
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<strong>Scene:</strong> Late-December weekday evening, 9:30 p.m. I’m in the kitchen, wondering what to make for a holiday potluck the following day. <br />
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<strong>Problem:</strong> Everything I want to make requires either a trip to the store or an oven, which won’t be available at the party. Cut up some fruit and veggies? No, too lazy. Buy something that’s pre-made? I can’t---I mean, I’m a <em>food blogger. </em><br />
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<strong>Inspiration:</strong> Two yams and three potatoes, exactly five slices of raw bacon, parsley, Swiss cheese and some nice Italian dressing, all found in the nooks and crannies of the fridge and pantry.<br />
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<strong>Solution:</strong> Roasted potato-and-yam salad with Swiss cheese and bacon.<br />
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<strong>Method</strong>, if you eye the proportions: Cube and roast the <strong>potatoes</strong> and<strong> yams</strong> in olive oil at 425 until soft and caramelized (45 minutes or so).<br />
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In the meantime, dice or cut up <strong>bacon</strong> and sauté until crispy. Combine<strong> bacon</strong> and Italian <strong>dressing</strong> (1/2 cup, about) in a big bowl. When the potatoes are done, let cool to room temperature. <br />
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Add potatoes to the bowl with bacon and dressing. Marinate overnight in the fridge. Add cubed <strong>cheese</strong> and finely chopped <strong>parsley </strong>right before serving, and serve at room temperature.<br />
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<strong>Lesson:</strong> Always poke around the house before you go to the store!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-32880743286930494342011-03-16T10:56:00.000-07:002011-03-16T10:57:32.168-07:00Rice and Spinach "Kasha"<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8FR5ooeoqKFB2ylFgqxb1zZTlL9hpF72jPWluMqm3zviBOwJVxD4BURg_nHgAVmcPptc7efklmXCHPOgyVdN1GSgNVTWoV2vTW42ZR7LSzDNqVHm_5T_jtlgTiJAX5E7GxkT_2g/s1600/ricespinach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8FR5ooeoqKFB2ylFgqxb1zZTlL9hpF72jPWluMqm3zviBOwJVxD4BURg_nHgAVmcPptc7efklmXCHPOgyVdN1GSgNVTWoV2vTW42ZR7LSzDNqVHm_5T_jtlgTiJAX5E7GxkT_2g/s320/ricespinach.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>This is another entry in my Winter Detox series, where I make food that’s a) appropriate for post-holiday fitness resolutions, and b) has a comfort food factor. This spinach and rice thing/kasha* is my go-to weeknight dinner when I feel like cooking for myself. <br />
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No recipe here. I usually start out by sautéing some <strong>spinach</strong> with a bit of <strong>bacon </strong>(I know, not terribly healthy, but a strip of bacon is remarkably low in calories—about 40 a pop.) Any kind of <strong>cheese </strong>is good in this, as are sautéed <strong>mushrooms</strong>. Eat your spinach with <strong>rice</strong> or some <strong>toast</strong> on the side. Add a <strong>poached egg</strong> if you’re really feeling decadent. Good brunch dish, too. <br />
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*<em>Kasha</em> is Russian for any kind of porridge/hot cereal, and I like to think of this as a kind of healthy, American kasha. Buckwheat—known as kasha in the U.S.—is called <em>grecha</em> (греча, гречнивая каша, or гречka) in Russian.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24871932.post-17439489514090552432011-03-08T05:12:00.000-08:002011-03-08T05:14:04.095-08:00Product Review: Wafer Cake<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaq5eIvRegMq1-7VK_obiaIffv0oAIQGVHgPW9LY_elrCH8zVyT_HZaCa9v_W17l9RzidMl6EGpNN1PhdWr5SxE52oPnHybKPkHYohbEKCGDY3W8_0_y3XEzrZCjsd5r7ZjaW2EA/s1600/cakeedit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaq5eIvRegMq1-7VK_obiaIffv0oAIQGVHgPW9LY_elrCH8zVyT_HZaCa9v_W17l9RzidMl6EGpNN1PhdWr5SxE52oPnHybKPkHYohbEKCGDY3W8_0_y3XEzrZCjsd5r7ZjaW2EA/s320/cakeedit.jpg" width="239" /></a></div><em>Whether it’s <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/2007/06/product-review-rhyazhenka.html">baked milk</a> or pickled tomatoes, Russian and Eastern European grocery stores are filled with mysterious and sometimes delicious foodstuffs. In this occasional series, I review the good, the bad and the weird. </em><br />
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I saved this post especially for March 8, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/International_Women's_Day">International Women's Day</a>. In Soviet Russia--and, I suppose, to this day--March 8 is an all-purpose women's holiday, a mix of Valentine's Day and Mother's Day. If you're from Russia, this chocolate wafer cake is a totally appropriate gift for the women in your life--along with a bouquet of mimosas, the traditional flowers for this holiday. <br />
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You wouldn’t think that a wafer “cake” (wafel’ni tort/вафельный торт) is anything special, but, according to my mom, getting your hands on one was a pretty big deal in the Soviet times. <br />
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This cake is basically a big wafer, usually covered in chocolate, and always sold in a cardboard box. The brand in the photo is called Kapriz (каприз)--that is, "caprice"!<br />
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The best versions of wafer cake crisp and fresh, and aren’t bad with a cup of tea or coffee. To serve, slice into neat square or rectangles, like a good Russian hostess. <br />
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For a guide to Russian/Eastern European stores in the Milwaukee area that sell this kind of thing, see my <a href="http://yulinkacooks.blogspot.com/search/label/shopping">shopping guides</a>.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2