Peanut Butter-Cherry Hand Pies

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I have nothing but respect for the makers and bakers of hand pie. Truly. Respect. I have only attempted hand-pies a few times because my previous experiences with them were a mess. And baking messes, when I have them, result in waves of cursing in the kitchen, which my poor partner patiently endures and then waits the appropriate, oh, ten minutes or so, before gently asking if he can help. This is also the reason why slab pie has been banned from our home — at least for a few more months.

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Given the history of hand pies in our kitchen, including one batch that was accidentally made with gluten-free flour, I have a bit of a complex about them now. I start out with a fear that it’s going to be a trial baking them, and then my hands feel giant and unequipped to deal with pint-size pies, so I usually give the whole process a few minutes of thought before deciding to make a standard-size pie for the masses.

Ok. All that said. I received an incredibly generous tool months ago from Bee Loomis, intended for dumplings, I think? Or empanadas? But knowing my love for pie she recognized the potential that it would work equally well for hand-held pie. As a side note, Bee is secretly a master of pie, but she sweetly and modestly won’t fess up to it in person. I was, however, lucky enough to taste one of her cherry pies last fall in Kansas.

Never being one to quiver in the face of a challenge for long, and because I’m also feeling ready to dive whole-heartedly into pie-practice again — it’s stone fruit season and SUMMER in the bay area — I decided to give peanut butter-cherry hand pies a whirl, and, you guys, breathe easy, they taste amazing.

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Ready to be folded and crimped in one easy motion!

They don’t look amazing . . . yet. This is part of pie practice. They look like, I dunno, sad, sad empanadas. But the process was transformed thanks to my new tool and pretty darn pleasant. So there’s only room for the finished product to improve.

If imperfect pie happens to you, too, I invite you to subscribe to my pie theory, which is — imperfection is actually the guise of perfection. Even if a pie doesn’t look super, if you haven’t overworked your dough and the filling is not wrong (like the bourbon-pumpkin pie I made one Thanksgiving that was inexplicably terrible), it will ALWAYS taste amazing. Ok, nine times out of ten. Even if the crust cracks or the filling overflows the pie shell, serve it to your friends, your family, and I bet they’ll be happy. And when it’s sliced up and on a plate, no one will know the difference. 

This is a warm and nostalgia-inducing take on the classic PB&J sandwich, in pie form. Peanut butter-cherry hand pies would also be delicious by swapping out the cherries for your favorite jam or jelly.

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Pie dough:

Your favorite recipe for a double-crust pie, or, my favorite:

2 ½ cups all-purpose or pastry flour, plus extra for dusting

1 tbsp. Granulated sugar

1 tsp. Kosher or table salt

2 sticks unsalted butter

½ cup ice water

Filling:

1 cup all-natural peanut butter — creamy or nutty, your choice

1 ½ cups fresh cherries, halved and tossed with 1-2 tbs. sugar

Notes:

— An egg wash around the edges of each circle of dough helps the pies seal together when assembling. For the egg wash, I used 1 egg mixed with 1 tbsp. cold water.
— If you’re using jam instead of a fresh fruit filling, ¾ cup to 1 cup of jam should be plenty.

Bake at 375˚F on parchment-lined baking sheets for 15-20 minutes, or until golden brown.

Hello there, honey apple cake

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I’m taking baby steps back: to blogging, making more time for myself, I dunno . . . a lot of things. Do you ever feel life going, three steps forward, two steps back? I’m in the thick of that mode. Change comes in waves only to be followed by the challenges coming with it. I sent out writing to contests and journals four months in a row and felt like I was on a roll getting back in a creative groove, and received news of all rejections back — almost at once . . . which was depressing (so it goes). I decided to give up writing entirely one day, and then sat down and wrote a page or so the following day. Perhaps I’m overdue for a 1/3-life crisis; I seem to be up and down — kind of unsteady this fall and trying to take heart and burrow down and wait for it to pass.

With busy days lately, it has been difficult to even take real note of the months passing. Like, summer. Where did that go? But I’m no stranger to fall and it’s often my favorite season. So I swept away a small acorn of time for baking cake last weekend, for Deb’s sunken apple honey cake.
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This cake is an absolute delight to pull from the oven as golden-hued apples peek out from their tender-crumb caverns; it would make a simple yet lovely addition to any dinner party or potluck, as it appears like a trick at first. Folks will be thinking, how did they insert whole apples into that cake…Which is exactly what I thought the first time I saw it.
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So, luckily, when all else fails, there is comfort to be found in simple things; small acts of pleasure like baking a cake (And then a pumpkin pie, two days later — let’s not even talk about that, okay). For full instructions and details on the magic of this cake, visit our always lovely smitten kitchen.

May Short List

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IMG_5169 May: that glorious month in the Bay Area — the first burst of summer bringing sunshine, blossoms, stone fruit, and a thousand ideas of what to bake, preserve, and just plain gobble with peaches, and cherries, and strawberries at every turn. California is pressing forth in the wake of a drought and very little rain the last two years, so we’ll feel the scarcity of summer fruits later this season, I’d wager, and are already witnessing the price increases per pound of these beauties. In the meantime, your May Short List (in June), posthaste. IMG_20140510_183753923_HDR 1. The season’s first cherries. And a quiet Saturday evening sitting on the stoop with my partner, sharing ginger beer and lager and spitting cherry pits across the driveway into a garden bed. The simplicity of it and our easy happiness all spelled L-O-V-E. IMG_20140517_180430 2. Homemade churros! Nick’s sister had the ingenious idea to bring these to a work party, and it was the first time I’ve ever deep fried anything in my kitchen. Amazingly, it was simple! Dan used a pastry bag to pipe dough into the pan of oil, and before long we had piles of fresh churros which Andrea sifted in a mix of cinnamon-sugar.   IMG_5182

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IMG_5183 3. Fresh strawberry ice cream. And, um, overflowing the ice cream maker and being forced to eat the overfill right away…which, really wasn’t the problem I thought it would be. I added both lemon and lime to my blend of heavy cream and milk and sugar before adding it to the ice cream maker, and it created a very bright flavor. IMG_20140529_215036 4. Several rounds of Adventure Bread. A delicious, dense, gluten-free loaf from Josey Baker Bread, it’s packed with seeds and nuts, all toasted to lend a beautiful earthy flavor. This bread is reminiscent of the European-style loaf from Trader Joe’s, except it’s 1000x yummier. So far, we’ve used almonds, sunflower, sesame, and pumpkin seeds, and I expect each incarnation of this loaf to become even more experimental. IMG_5159

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IMG_5179 5. Boston! A quick yet jam-packed trip over Memorial Day weekend was stunning; the weather was perfect, and we hit an amazing amount of tourist sights, tempered with downtime spent candlepin bowling, eating cannoli and ice cream,  running the esplanade next to the Charles River, and visiting with friends. More on that visit to come. IMG_20140526_134814

A Gluten-Free Pastry Experience

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Have you ever accidentally baked several loaves of gluten-free bread? How about accidental gluten-free pop tarts? Me. I have. And my partner and I only realized the cause of the poor pastries and irregular bread after many tears were shed, expletives elicited, and my countless mutterings of what the hell is wrong with this dough? It was sticky, difficult to roll out, and the final product: not very flaky, bland, something…off.

In every kitchen, there must come a recipe that tests the very core of your baking patience, and, causes you to question yourself as well. Such as, do I really know anything about baking? Did I measure ingredients correctly? Have I done something wrong? And your contempt for the pastry dough eclipses everything else until you’re having a cranky fit in the living room that sounds something like, “…stupid, stupid, stupid. I hate it!” For me, it went in rounds like that, each bout with a new vilifying phrase, until the experience was exhausted.

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So, that happened, and this post was originally titled “Homemade Pop Tarts (and my hatred for them),” but I’m glad to have reached understanding — that the cause of all this baking strife was the flour: a poorly labeled bin of flour in the bulk section of my local Whole Foods, labeled as All-Purpose with the fine print of alternative flour. I failed to note before purchase that the ingredients list included garbanzo beans, among other substitutes. I’m also glad that I no longer have to doubt the recipe for homemade pop tarts provided by Smitten Kitchen, one of my favorite food blogs, as she had never failed me before. Yet I cursed that recipe and hated it with a fever as I rolled out my dough wondering why it was so soft, why the flour failed to bind.

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The good news: we persevered, and there were homemade pop tarts — seven of them with various fillings thanks to Nick’s foresight. He mixed an apple-ginger filling with brown sugar, we filled several tarts with chocolate chips, and the remaining few with rhubarb jam. In even better news, the pop tarts were much tastier on day two despite the flavor of the pastry itself being…not so savory.

Bottom line: this recipe deserves a do-over in the Hawk & Pigeon test kitchen. For the next round I’ll likely try a traditional pie dough recipe for the pastry, or, simply try Smitten Kitchen’s recipe again with tried-and-true all purpose flour. Gluten, gluten, gluten. I love it.

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Dayum dessert bars (Chocolate peanut butter crispies)

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When I first read the recipe for these multi-layered chocolate peanut-butter crispy bars over on the Smitten Kitchen blog, my first response muttered over my keyboard was Damn…Damn. Dayum.

So I’ve renamed these the Dayum Bars and they are destined for my company’s annual bakesale tomorrow. It’s a simple yet swoon-worthy dessert that I can take no credit for, as Nick was really at the helm guiding these bars to existence — heating the water, sugar, and corn syrup to a candied state and melting chocolate and peanut butter together — while I was baking cookies (peanut butter-chocolate chip-oatmeal cookies!) for a birthday party.

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A whole afternoon spent baking is a pretty fantastic thing, especially when it involves sampling various kinds of peanut butter and chocolate at all different stages of meltiness. Again, re: previous post, life is hard.

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How we deviated from the recipe: by using two kinds of rice crispies (one generic and one fancy mix with a rounder shape and darker toasted color) and two kinds of peanut butter, then tweaking the chocolate-peanut-butter layer to taste and adding more chocolate until we reached the perfect combination.

The feedback so far on these bars is that they taste like Reese’s peanut butter cups with a crispy bottom, but I say Reese’s wishes they’d had the foresight to come up with this. My take? They are incredible at any state — slightly chilled and straight from the refrigerator, or sticky, gooey, and melting a bit after sitting out on the counter.

To all the chocolate-peanut butter lovers out there: good golly, proceed with caution.

Apple Slab Pie and wintery dessert dreams

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Yes, I’m starting off with a gratuitous Dynamo Donuts shot. Go ahead. Be jealous. The lineup on a recent Saturday morning included pumpkin chocolate chip, meyer lemon-huckleberry (the pink one), an apple fritter, and the much-talked-about bacon-maple-apple.

But back to the topic at hand. My company’s bakesale is next week and there are serious things to consider. Really. Serious. Things. I spent maybe an hour (hours) a few weeks ago drooling over recipes at the National Baking Society blog, which I linked to as a follower of Matt Lewis of Baked in Brooklyn, NY. His cakes make my heart soar.

So the question is, do I make these…or this. A bundt cake that is a genuine hallmark of the ’80s, or a crispy dessert bar that is the holy trinity of sweet flavors — caramel, chocolate, peanut butter. I know, life is hard when the biggest dilemma is what treat to make next. I blame Lady Holiday for turning my head, so all I want to do is bake cookies, make mulled wine, and dive into a series of crafty projects, but it seems I can hardly find time to stop and smell the pine trees — this little guy in particular.

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While that decision is set to simmer, I’m also going to revisit the apple slab pie I made for Thanksgiving this year. A creation looking like a giant pop tart (if we’re being honest), but the spices added to the filling are right on in my book — a little heavy on the cinnamon, which I love. And while the dough is difficult to roll out in such large scale, it’s worth the effort and satisfying to have LOTS of leftover pie to go around. Because who doesn’t want leftover pie? Right?

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If you look closely, you’ll see I had to patch/mend the bottom corner of the crust as my rolling technique was not spot on. If this happens to you too, not to worry — all looks and tastes fine in the end.

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Iced up and ready to serve!

And, a photo of me holding the behemoth:

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Many thanks to Smitten Kitchen for her slab pie inspirations, and a few more Thanksgiving photos below.

You guys, I baked!

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Chocolate Chip Zucchini Bread

So, summer is over? So . . . summer is over. Quick as ever, like one deep breath and the blink of an eye, it’s fall again here in Oakland. With leaves changing color, a penetrating evening sunshine, and a breeze in the air, we’ve turned the corner to a new season. I suppose it makes sense then that I’ve got baking on the brain, finally. I spent most of my summer outdoors — as it should be, when all is right with the world — which was not conducive to tinkering near the stove. But I have been blessed all summer with beautiful vegetables from my mom’s garden, including squash and zucchini in sizes you’ve never seen before.

And a labor day bbq yesterday called for a round of chocolate chip zucchini bread. Without two loaf pans the same size, I baked this in my bundt pan. I realize it looks like all I ever do anymore is bake bundt cakes . . . That is, more or less, the case.

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I sliced the cake up for easy grabbing at the barbecue, which also created a pretty plating effect — completely by accident. I also made a yummy green salad, which I don’t have a photo of. See this post here and my modified recipe, below. How Sweet It Is recommends serving the salad with chips, but I tweaked the recipe to be more of a traditional salad and eliminated the chicken and bacon for my friendly vegetarians. I fully plan to make the salad again, with bacon.

Blueberry and tomato salad with grilled corn and feta 

2-3 cups lettuce of your choice, I used a mix of baby greens
1 cup grape tomatoes, quartered
1 ear grilled corn, cut off the cob
2/3-cup blueberries
1 avocado, chopped
1/3 cup crumbled feta
½-teaspoon salt
½-teaspoon pepper
½ lime and ½ lemon, juiced
½ cup green onions
1 teaspoon red wine vinegar
2 teaspoons olive oil

Do y’all really need instructions for what to do with these ingredients? Chop it all up, toss, serve. I would recommend waiting until your grilled corn has cooled a bit before mixing it in.

Triple-berry bundt cake! (And a homemade mojito)

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Who had a successful barbecue in the rain? Me, I did. Who also baked an amazing bundt cake? Me again. Who was an incredible braggart this weekend? Yup, that’s me . . . I don’t know why and I hope it stops soon.

While it was sprinkling yesterday and the weather did not feel like the kickoff to barbecue season or the start of summer, I did make a summer-appropriate triple-berry buttermilk bundt cake absolutely stacked with gorgeous blackberries, blueberries, and raspberries. Chock full. It smelled amazing while baking, too—all berry aromatic and lemony. So even while my friend and I were tending the grill in hoodies and sheltering the picnic table with an umbrella, the sausages and sweets made me believe that summer is on the way.

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This recipe is also taken from Smitten Kitchen’s archives, and the only change I’d recommend is to the glaze—she calls for using the juice of one lemon for the icing, but I used nearly two. The icing is intended to be quite thick, but after adding the juice from one lemon I still couldn’t even get my spoon around the bowl. So, take note, adjust as needed.

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And this homemade mojito (made with more strawberry-mint from my own windowsill) was delicious. I used Chow’s recipe, which commands that you gently press the mint at the bottom of the glass or cocktail shaker and then strain it out. I used one leaf for garnish and only had spiced rum on hand, which was a darn happy substitute.

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Greek salad with lemon and mint

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When you love food as much as I do, life on a diet is fairly sad. Good for ya, bad for baking joy. Good for losing nine pounds, bad for kitchen craftiness. I have, however, discovered some cool things the last few months. I love grapefruit. Love it like heart-on-fire, could gorge on it morning, noon, and night. I love salad sans dressing. It only took me 31 years to discover that I hate salad dressing in all its forms, especially because it makes the lettuce wilt. I’m even on shaky terms with oil & balsamic vinegar now since discovering that all I really need to coat my greens is lemon and pepper, or the moisture from avocado and tomato — these things are enough.

One food I have been missing, surprisingly:

Feta. Good lord. I have not been missing much of the cheese/dairy family, but have been dying for the salty, tangy, thick-on-the-tongue flavor of feta. Which, is why when I saw Smitten Kitchen’s recipe for a greek salad with lemon and oregano, and knew I already had most ingredients on hand, I could not not make it. In other words, I made it, feta included.

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The only modification I made to the Smitten Kitchen recipe was adding mint instead of oregano — strawberry-mint grown in my very own kitchen windowsill. And the way I ate this salad (and then ate some more) you would have thought it was my last meal on earth or something…

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Other things I have been missing: pizza, not surprisingly. My pizza stone has been sitting cold and solo for months. But for a memorial day barbecue on Monday I do have some baking on deck. Check back soon for a triple-berry bundt cake in honor of berry season — cherry season, too.

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Kissing fruit. Looks like a double-coconut.

One year ago: Plum upside-down cake

 

Chopped winter salad with butternut squash, apple, and feta

Chopped_winter_salad_2With winter on the way out and springtime rains most certainly here, I’d better post about this salad before the season has long expired. For several days back in February, I brought this chopped winter salad to work for lunch and people sorta flipped out about it. While I was assembling it in the kitchen two coworkers admitted to thoughts of stealing it while my back was turned. I also haven’t been this delighted by a salad in a while—it’s a pleasing range of ingredients, and the tart apple and salty feta are a great contrast to the dill, kalamata olives, and roasted squash.

In addition to the butternut squash, I also roasted zucchini, leek, and sweet potato, so my salad was even a bit heartier than the recipe found here. A mustard dressing might be another way to go, but the red wine vinaigrette suggested was also tasty; it allows the flavors of the salad to shine.

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Salads like this have been my constant friend of late with the advent of a low- to no-carb sorta gluten-free diet I started last week. I’m also loving this website my friend turned me on to and I’m dying to make my own sriracha sauce next.