Raspberry Mini Cheesecakes

I somehow managed to get sick AGAIN last week, thus the surge in posts (2 posts within a week is a lot!).   It all started on Valentine’s Day – the day I was planning to surprise Kevin with a new cheesecake recipe I came across back in January.  However, we miraculously must have channeled the germ gods at the same time because we both ended up feeling fatigued and sniffly by the end of the day.  After almost a week straight of feeling congested, unquenchably dehydrated, and tired, I finally regained my energy over President’s Day weekend – enough energy to cook-up a storm.

Tears of Unfathomable Sadness
Tears of Unfathomable Sadness

The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, or so the cliché goes.  However, the object of my affection has a bottomless pit for a stomach and peculiar taste preferences, so I’ve really had to change up my game in the last few months.  While my food staples are quinoa, fresh produce, and lean proteins, Kevin’s are Party Pizza, Carl’s Jr. western bacon cheeseburgers, chicken nuggets, and hot sauce.  While I like to think I’ve always been a decent cook (considering my parents don’t cook so I pretty much figured it out on my own), it’s been a challenge to meet halfway between an “obsessively healthy” cooking style to cuisine that has a lot of flavor additives.  The man even said STEAK doesn’t have enough flavor…to which I replied, “That’s because you haven’t had mine yet”.   Challenge accepted.  I said I was going to make steaks for dinner.

After an hour’s worth of time at Ralphs and Trader Joe’s followed by a 3-hour (yes, THREE HOUR) stint in the kitchen,  I’m glad to share with you my well-rounded (albeit not calorie-friendly) dinner featuring a dinner salad, my favorite homemade steak, mac and cheese (Kevin’s pick), and raspberry mini cheesecakes.  The raspberry cheesecakes really are the main event to this post, but I was taking tons of photos for the cheesecakes anyway so I figured why not do the same for the meal as a whole.

Who can resist a medium-rare filet mignon rubbed with a little fresh ground pepper and kosher salt?  I topped it with some fried garlic and grilled onions on the side.  Nom.

Steak with Fried Garlic
Steak with Fried Garlic

Next up, we have baked mac and cheese, utilizing a recipe I borrowed from Alton Brown.

Mac and Cheese
Mac and Cheese

Last but not least, sweets for my sweet.  I made a raspberry puree sauce with my “hand-y” food processor.  That is, I don’t own a food processor so I mashed a container of raspberries with a fork and separated the seeds from the fruit.  I didn’t need the raspberry seeds/guts for this recipe, but it made a nice pseudo-jam for my almond butter sandwich the next morning.

Raspberry Sauce (right) and Seeds (left)
Raspberry Sauce (right) and Seeds (left)

The hardest part about making these guys was dealing with the water bath situation.  I drowned one or two mini cheesecakes in water every time I took a batch out of the oven.  The other difficult step was drawing the hearts, while taking a photo in one hand and keeping my other hand steady while doing the heart.  I didn’t have any toothpicks handy, so I improvised by using an uncooked soba noodle to draw the hearts.

Drawing the Hearts
Drawing the Hearts

I thoroughly enjoyed this particular recipe… dare I say even better than the Peanut Butter Chocolate Mini Cheesecakes I made for his birthday in August.  As fluffy as I thought those were, these were much more delicate and light, but still had a velvety rich taste to them. Voilà!

My Favorite Cheesecake Photo
My Favorite Cheesecake Photo

Check out the gallery for more photos!

Holiday Bake-A-Thon 2009

As a belated follow-up to the Holiday Bake-A-Thon 2010 post, I’m dedicating this entry to the fruits of my labor circa December 2009.

To date, the Penguin Cupcakes I made last Christmas have been my favorite baking project, albeit the most laborious.  That means blog content will probably go downhill from here, but I promise to try my best not to let my readers down… all three of you.

Penguin Cupcakes

The penguins themselves are Jordan Almonds strategically dipped in chocolate.  It was particularly difficult to get them dipped evenly because A) I had trouble finding the right balance of butter and chocolate to give the coating a thick and even consistency, and B) the almonds are ridiculously slippery so I kept dropping whole almonds in chocolate.  A full bag of chocolate chips, two sticks of butter, and two hours later, I caved and bought some Wilton melting chocolate which worked perfectly.  See penguin carnage in below photo.  If you look closely, you might be able to spot the one with the accidental chocolate pompadour.

Penguin War Zone

Next, I made the beaks from tiny pieces of orange Swedish Fish and frosted them onto the face of the penguin.  My little flightless friends sat on a bank of white frosting topped with coconut “snow”, all on top of a homemade chocolate cupcake.  A miniature candy cane “North Pole” sign was posted behind them.  I got the recipe for the chocolate cupcakes as well as the inspiration for the decorations from Martha Stewart’s Cupcakes.

My little fleet of penguins

In addition to the aforementioned fowl armada, I also made a plethora of cookies… specifically, one batch each of cranberry orange oatmeal, peanut butter kiss cookies, chocolate chip oatmeal, and pumpkin spice.  My girl, Martha, put out some nifty treat boxes that year that I picked up at Michael’s.  Target also had some small gift bags that I used too.  Click on the thumbnails below for close-ups!

Holiday Bake-A-Thon 2010

Happy New Year!  If you know Kevin and I, then you know that we aren’t fans of spending loads of money to be around lots of drunk, belligerent people with inevitably flailing limbs and flying drinks in tight quarters.  To kick off 2011 KJ-and-Al style, we had a great dinner and got dolled up in our best ensembles for a night out… on the living room couch watching episodes of Top Chef until about 15 seconds before midnight.  Classy.  I’ve never stayed home on New Year’s Eve in my adult life, but I must say it was stress-free and really fun.

I’ve also been a bit sick the last couple of days, so I thought I’d spend the time updating here instead of circulating my germs in a new baking or crafts project.  The holidays are an infamous time for reveling in buttery, sugary foods.  I admittedly do partake in providing artillery for expanding the waistbands of those around me, as I usually try out a new baking recipe (or three) around the holiday season.

Nine sticks of butter (yes, NINE) and more than an entire brand new carton of sugar later, I think I truly outdid myself this year.  I had been itching to make madeleines ever since I got a madeleine pan from my Sho-Yu Secret Santa last year.  The little french cakes are so classy, and in my opinion, make a great holiday baking gift.  Thanks to Martha, I found some great recipes I was dying to try out.  I was really pleased with the colors that all three madeleines had distinct colors, making a nice looking gift bag.  And the madeleines would not have come to existence if not for the help of Santa’s Little Helper, Kevin, who took some great photos and helped out a ton with the baking.  I’ve never seen madeleine pans buttered so masterfully!

Gift Bags

In addition to the madeleines, I also pulled out some White Chocolate Cranberry Oatmeal Cookies from my baking repertoire, as well as a Chicken Apple Sausage Cornbread Stuffing from scratch for a Christmas dinner potluck.

White Chocolate Cranberry Oatmeal Cookies

Also, big thanks to Shirley for sending me the recipe for the Japanese Furikake Chex Mix that I’ve been eating my whole life but finally made for the first time.

Furikake Chex Mix

I’ll keep this post relatively short, but here’s the photo gallery for close-ups of the madeleines in the making.

Cheers to 2011!

Café Apron

As a follow-up to my last post, here is the final piece to the kitchen set – the Café Apron.   But of course, some back story…

We have something called the “IMAX-10” at work.  Similar to the Freshman-15, one almost always gains 10 pounds their first year at IMAX largely due to our most highly trafficked pit stop – the snack table.  Much to my waistline’s dismay, I sit within an arm’s reach of aforesaid snack table, but this also means I get first dibs on whatever goods are put out, including my boss’s homemade baked delectables.  Bernie is a baker extraordinaire, and I swear she puts a little bit of heaven (or quite possibly crack) in every one of her confections.  My first attempt at the kitchen set (potholders, oven mitt, and café apron) was destined to belong to her last Christmas!

I pulled the idea for this project from Lotta Jansdotter Simple Sewing: Patterns and How-To for 24 Fresh and Easy Projects.  The pattern for the oven mitt was used for the pocket of the apron.

To give you some context of how popular her desserts are, she’ll put an entire chocolate bundt cake on the snack table bright and early at 9am, and you’ll be lucky if you even see crumbs on the table by 10:30am.  Keep in mind, we only have less than 25 people on our floor.  The only way one would know she brought in her infamous eight-layer bars is by searching for flakes of coconut and bits of chocolate and toffee in the professional baker’s boxes she packed them in, while he sole remnants of the mini blueberry pies she brings in reside in the corner of a coworker’s mouth.  Yes, we eat her desserts for breakfast, lunch, and dinner when she brings them in.  I will admit, I’ve been guilty of snarfing two servings of her treats – one for now, and one for later.

I hope the apron et al comes in handy for the indulgences that have been made and those that I have yet to enjoy (and those my waist detests me for eating!).

Potholders and Oven Mitt

Today’s post is inspired by my stop at a Crate and Barrel outlet on the way home from a bachelorette party weekend in Palm Springs.  Needless to say, it was a very fun weekend with some of the most amazing women I’ve known for more than half of my life and love with all of my heart.

I always find myself wanting to buy everything at C&B, but to be able to do so at outlet prices is truly invigorating.  I guess you know you’re beginning to get older when popping in to a specialty cookware store excites you more than perusing the designer clothing brand outlets.  However, I can’t even give an honest comparison because we just went to Nike and the C&B outlet and decided that was enough hysteria for one day.  I ended up coming home $2.50 poorer, but a green spoon rest richer!  I was reminded while I was there of the cooking set I made last Christmas for my basketball team’s Secret Santa gift exchange.  Kelli O, this one’s for you!

I was really glad that she had been my Secret Santa draw, because she loves all things pink and Hawaii and it just so happened that I had bought some pink Hawaiian print fabric from a trip I had taken to Oahu last summer.  She’s also a girl after my own heart with her love of food and eating, so I thought these would make for a great gift.

I’m splitting my posts to cover the Potholders and Oven Mitt today, with the Cafe Apron coming next post.  When I first embarked on my stitching adventures, the first sewing books I bought were One-Yard Wonders: 101 Fabulous Fabric Projects and Lotta Jansdotter Simple Sewing: Patterns and How-To for 24 Fresh and Easy Projects.  I got the instructions for the potholders from One Yard Wonders, and I referenced elements from both books to create the oven mitt.  I had also made a set for my boss for Christmas, so I’ll throw in photos of those as well but delve into detail next post with the Cafe Apron.  I neglected to take pictures of the creation process, but here are the finished products!

I know that this is supposed to be a craft/food blog, but I must digress and relive one of the many stops from last night’s bachelorette party – the gay club.  One patron scoffed at us as we made our our way inside and snootily asked why we were even there if our bride was “marrying straight”.  It was then that I understood how a straight man must feel in a bar full of angry lesbians.  I thought about apologizing for not being born with a sword to cross with the fellow, but refrained.  We then met a straight male go-go dancer from the Czech Republic who began to chastise me for texting in the club instead of “enjoying myself”, but we were interrupted by another patron who did a hand-stand while the dancer grabbed money from the guy’s fly with his mouth.  The go-go boy then proceeded to chat with my friends about the state of today’s economy so freely as if he were in a regular everyday situation, instead of wearing nothing more than a pair of boots and tiny bright red briefs surrounded by a hundred gay-and-gawking men.

At that point, I took a step back and thought to myself, “Only with Sho-Yu and Joyce could this be happening.”