14 April 2014
The other day I went to Mustard's for the first time. I have lived just a few miles up from it for over a year now, have heard rave reviews but never bothered to go because I just assumed it was some fancy place. Like so many around here, where a plain salad is one of their only vegetarian options and I don't feel like paying an arm and a leg for one.
I've been hanging out with one of my old work buddies, and he kept telling me how Mustards had the best veggie burger. I didn't know how good the best was going to be since normally a 'veggie' burger any where was the same frozen boca burger that it nothing special. So we finally made the trek a few miles down the road and got split a few of the veggie dishes. Asparagus tartine, salad and a veggie burger. And it was one of the best tasting meals I have had in a while. The veggie burger was amazing, no frozen patty in sight, just a mound of onions and mushrooms with the usual accompaniments in a giant bun.
Definitely a contender for the best in my book. But my favorite part of the meal, apart from the alcoholic beverages to start, was the asparagus tartine. Perfectly tender asparagus sitting atop Bellwether farm ricotta, which taste not like any other ricotta on the market, with a crusty, toasted bread slice holding it all up. Simple and pure perfection. I instantly probably yelled out some obscenity and proclaiming that I need to eat this everyday.
So I made my 'homemade' version this weekend. Definitely not as good, but will suffice until the next Mustard's outing. I didn't get my bread as crusty, the ricotta wasn't Bellwether and I don't think I still know when asparagus is done. And that was about all I did this weekend. My head was pounding, I would go from hot to cold within a few minutes and just generally wanted to pass out. But after lots of nyquil and various other pills, I am finally feeling less like I'm dying.
So there was your recipe within the story and you don't really need one anyways. Get some good bread, cover it with cheese and throw on some roasted veg. You will make any vegetarian's day.
The entire time I was taking photo's, Christmas was doing this.
by Julie Marie at 15:52
07 March 2014
I made a pumpkin cake. Because I had a can of pumpkin.
recipe found online....
2 cups (400g) sugar
1 cup (236ml) vegetable oil
4 large eggs
2 cups (250g) all purpose flour
2 tsp baking soda
2 tsp ground cinnamon
1/2 teaspoon ground ginger
1 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp salt
1-15 oz can of pumpkin puree
Grease a traditional size bundt pan.
Whisk sugar, oil and eggs for a couple of minutes until well combined.
In a separate bowl, combine all the dry ingredients.
Slowly add in the dry ingredients into the sugar mix, until well mixed.
Stir in pumpkin puree until just combined.
Pour batter into pan.
Bake for 35 to 40 minutes, until the top sptings back when lightly poked.
Remove from oven and cool for 10 minutes in pan, then unmold onto a plate and cool completely.
My LA trip has come and gone and it didn't quite work out as expected. My flight in was nearly an hour late because they 'couldn't find the plane' for a bit. The friend I was staying with ended up having to work most of the weekend and the pouring rain made walking around kind of miserable. I did end up going to a few cool spots that made the trip.
First was Intelligentsia coffee in Silver Lake, which was about a half hour walk from the apartment. The most hipster of hipster places I have been in quite a while. The location was awesome, right next to a cheese shop and across from Mohawk General. I ordered a Red Eye, which at 6.50 was probably the most I have ever paid for a cup of coffee. But despite my initial reaction to tell the mustached guy behind the counter to go F off when he told me the price, I paid and waited the few minutes for my coffee. And it was a pretty damn good cup of coffee. I sat outside on their covered patio area and watched all the tattooed, vintage wearing kids walk by.
Another place was the Annenberg Space for Photography. My friend said he was taking me somewhere on Sunday that was going to be a surprise. Despite all my pestering, he wouldn't tell me where we were going. Even on the drive their. So we pulled into the parking garage, and he led the way. Then I saw the sign and instantly got excited. I had never heard of this place but I was intrigued. They are all National Geographic images, plastered over all the walls, on screens playing with short descriptions and a film going on in the back. The images were gorgeous. They all showed so much emotion and life. The colors were vibrant. And the Martin Schoeller portraits of twins and people of mixed races were some of my favorites. They showed so much of the person.
My last enjoyable moment of the weekend was walking around the Original Farmers Market next to the grove. It was like a little maze of amazing food, produce and lots of people. By the New Orleans food one, their was live music and people dancing. Their was an ice cream shop that I had seen mentioned on some food program before. One with a bunch of pastries and giant croissants. It was impressive. I found the LA Market cookbook to bring back for a friend. For my last day their, when the rain had stopped, this was a good final stop.
by Julie Marie at 13:19