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Irish Brown Bread

When my husband and I first started dating, I understood about every third word that came out of his mouth.  Or, if he were telling this story, he’d say, “every turd word…out of my mout“.  His accent was pretty tick back den.  He grew up smack in the middle of Ireland, in County Westmeath, where people don’t like to pronounce their ‘th’s’.  Instead, three becomes ‘tree‘, thin becomes ‘tin‘, though becomes ‘dough‘ and I become crazy trying to translate English to, umm…English.  Don’t even get me started about the year he turned ‘turty-tree-and-a-turd‘.

Luckily, not a single ‘t’, nor ‘h’ plays a part in Irish Brown Bread.

Though I shouldn’t worry – little is muttered from my Irishman’s mouth when he sniffs out freshly baked Brown Bread.  (Not to be confused with Irish Soda Bread, which is purely an Americanized version and does not exist anywhere in Ireland).  He can freakishly devour an entire loaf with silent precision and speed.  Slathered with a good helping of salted Irish butter and homemade jam for breakfast, topped with smoked salmon, capers and red onions for lunch and served along side a bowl of soup for a light supper are his favorite variations.  I like mine served simply – warm with butter, along side a big cup of Barry’s Irish tea.

It happens to be Paddy’s Day, but this Irish Brown Bread is baked year round, tru tick and tin, in dis house.  Irish eyes are smiling for it.

Irish Brown Bread, yields 1 loaf

I never have buttermilk when I need it, but for this bread, as the luck of the Irish would have it – Homemade Buttermilk only requires two ingredients I always have on-hand, and produces a far tastier and superior tasting loaf than its pricier supermarket equivalent.

Another thing I love about this brown bread is that I can wake up in the morning, and a mere hour later, pull a fresh loaf of bread out of the oven, just in time for breakfast.  Yeast-free, speedy as can be and like Lucky Charms – magically delicious.

Music Pairing: John McCormack, When Irish Eyes Are Smiling

Ingredients

  • 3 1/2 cups whole wheat flour, preferably stone ground (the coarser, the better)
  • 2 1/2 tsp kosher salt
  • 1 tsp baking powder
  • 1 tsp baking soda
  • 4 tbsp cold unsalted butter, cut into small cubes
  • 1/2 cup finely ground old fashioned oats
  • 1 1/3 cups whole milk
  • 1/3 cup apple-cider vinegar

Method

Preheat oven to 350 degrees and line a baking pan with parchment paper.  For Homemade Buttermilk:  Mix milk and vinegar in a small bowl, and let stand until thickened, about 5-10 minutes.

Whisk together flour, salt, baking powder, and baking soda in a large bowl.  Cut in butter with a pastry cutter or 2 knives until mixture resembles coarse meal.  Stir in ground oatmeal.

Pour milk mixture into flour mixture; stir until dough just holds together but is still sticky. Turn dough onto a lightly floured surface. Knead gently about 4-5 times.  Pat, press and shape dough gently into a round, dome-shaped loaf, about 6-7 inches in diameter. Transfer to prepared baking pan.

Lightly dust top of loaf with flour. With a sharp knife, cut an X into the top, 3/4 inch deep. Bake, rotating halfway through, until loaf is golden brown and a tester inserted in the center comes out clean, about 1 hour.  Allow to cool on wire rack.

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It’s hard to complain about anything in life when you sit down for a meal involving the word, Crab and the word, Dungeness.  As much as those last-meal-before-you-die-type games wreck my fickle brain, I’d probably be able to live with myself if I answered with Dungeness Crab.  I don’t know what it is, but something about the trifecta of eating with your hands, ice-cold beer and a pint-sized mallet makes me so irrationally giddy, that I start to hum my favorite tune.  For the entire meal.

No, the entire month.  In our humble abode, we’re dare devils – no bibs required.

Through the frantic phone calls from family and friends out East, I’m acutely aware that winter is still rearing its cold, ugly head in parts.  But in our neck of the woods, spring has arrived early.  The once lanky cherry blossom trees in our front garden, purchased for $12 each and haphazardly plopped into the ground, are now thriving, strong and have nearly tripled in size.  The buds are gearing up to bloom, well ahead of schedule.  It’s a flurry of activity, with the azaleas, magnolias, hyacinth, tulips, and rhodies not far behind.  They’re all growing up so fast, which makes me one proud mama.  With spring in the air and skipping through my head, it’s no wonder I came home from the market with a big bouquet of daffodils, and an even bigger bouquet of asparagus.

Forget the Wheaties.  This is the Dinner of Champions.

Dungeness Crab and Grilled Asparagus with Lemon-Caper Vinaigrette, serves 4

Music Pairing:  Queen, We Are The Champions

Ingredients

  • 1 lb fresh asparagus, trimmed
  • 1 tbsp drained capers
  • 3 tbsp minced flat-leaf parsley
  • 2 tbsp finely chopped shallots
  • 3 tsp freshly grated lemon zest
  • 2 tbsp fresh lemon juice
  • 3 tbsp extra virgin olive oil
  • toasted pinenuts
  • grated Parmesan cheese

Method

Prepare vinaigrette.  Mix shallots, lemon zest, lemon juice, capers and parsley in a small bowl.  Whisk in the olive oil and season to taste with salt and pepper.  Set aside.

Brush gill pan with 1 tsp of olive oil on medium-high heat.  Grill asparagus, turning often, until just tender.  Do not overcook.

Transfer grilled asparagus to warm plate and drizzle with prepared vinaigrette.  Sprinkle with toasted pine nuts and top with grated Parmesan.

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I admit it…I’m simply over the moon!  I’m so honored to be featured on the In the Kitchen With series on Design*Sponge.  When Grace and Kristina asked me to share a recipe, I knew I wanted it be simple, versatile and close to home.  Something fun, healthy, and super flavorful that anyone could make and enjoy, any time of the year.

I grew up with these Vietnamese Spring Rolls.  I remember sitting around a big table, or sometimes on a big blanket spread out on the floor, surrounded by my aunties, uncles, and cousins for hours rolling and munching down on these babies.  I can still hear sounds of hearty laughter, constant chatter and joy.  So much joy.  When I think of these spring rolls, I feel nothing but love for family and the tastes and nostalgia of the Vietnam we left behind.  Plus, they’re so dang tast-eeeee!  I promise, you’ll never eat just one.  You can substitute the shrimp for your protein of choice (anything thinly sliced and grilled) and the veggies for whichever ones you love most.  Please don’t forget the Hoisin Peanut Dipping Sauce.  For me, it’s the mother of all sauces.

To read the full feature, article and recipe, head on over here.   Thank you so much, Grace and Kristina!

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