Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Adventures in Citrus

This is the season for citrus. How can you tell? Well, whenever there's lots of something filling the baskets of produce at the grocery store, it's usually a very subtle reminder that different fruits are in season at different times. It's far more apparent at local farmers' markets, but even at Publix you'll see lots of beautiful deep red tomatoes around August, crispy fresh varieties of apples in November, and heaping piles of oranges in January and February.

I went by the store today to pick up a few navel oranges for a cake (a wedding cake, might I add) I'm making this week for my friend Hayley's wedding. By the way, she's had such a cute idea to have all of her bridesmaids bake their specialty to fill the dessert table at the reception - I volunteered to make the two-tiered fancy one covered and piped in buttercream. All of the girls are sharing the recipes and the guests can pick up recipe cards for the desserts they like - great idea! You'll see lots of pictures from her wedding, including my cake, on the blog very soon!

However, what struck me as I was judging which oranges were the weightiest was the variety of citrus along the fruit isle! There were at least six or seven characters: the old favorites like pink grapefruit and tangerines, but there were new faces as well. At this I decided I must have and try them all. Then, of course, share all the experimenting with my blog friends! I picked up a classic navel orange as my control, then a Moro orange, a Meyer Lemon, a Honeybell tangelo and a Pummelo (which another woman remarked was "scary looking," haha). I was happy to drop ten dollars (the Pummelo was $6 alone because of its size) in order to try these fruits and dispel the fear so many of us shoppers have when we see something new or strange looking.

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Navel Orange

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We all know our good friend, the Navel orange. When in season, grocers sell them in bags or flats for next to nothing - 99 cents a pound! They're full of vitamin C, sweet, juicy and they even come with a little "navel" to stick a fingernail in to start the peeling process.

When selecting a Navel orange, look for a fruit that is bright orange and stands firm to a slight squeeze. The skin should be tight and shiny and the fruit should be heavy for its size. A good way to think of it is that the tighter the skin is pulled (the "pores" of the fruit don't look deep and rugged), the more juice is ready to burst forth. If you get an orange that is too light and porous, you'll probably find that the fleshy white layer is thick and the actual fruit inside is still slightly dry. If you get an orange that is too squashy or has too many dark spots, you'll find that it's old and the fruit is sour. If you find two contenders that you can't choose between, run them over to the scale and see which is heavier! Sudden death round!

The rind of a Navel orange is relatively thin, but the flesh can be rather spongy and difficult to pull away. While peeling, the scent is overwhelmingly sweet and floral. The fruit is juicy and sugary - a classic "orange" flavor. The segments are moderately sturdy - with care, the membrane can be peeled away for salads or just a nice presentation.

Moro Orange

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Moro oranges are also commonly called Blood oranges because of the deep red color of the fruit. They make a dramatic statement in salads and their mild flavor blends perfectly with grilled meats.

A Moro orange is slightly smaller than the average orange, and when ripe the skin begins to turn a bold red color. Just like any other orange, be sure to pick one that's shiny and firm and is heavy for its size.

The skin of a Moro orange is thick, but there is little spongy flesh inside and the membrane around the segments is delicate and very easy to peel away. When peeling, the scent is spicy and sharp, almost like an herb. The fruit is juicy, but not hardly as sweet as other oranges. It's curiously mild, with a slight plum sweetness and a dry flavor like red wine. Since the orange comes apart easily, it's no trouble to peel away all the skin and membrane and showcase the beautiful color in savory dishes.

Meyer Lemon

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The Meyer is the king of all lemons. Originally grown in China, they were brought to the US in the 1900's and grown until they were almost completely destroyed by a disease. Afterward, they were banned by agricultural regulations to protect the crops of other more common lemons. An improved variety of Meyer lemon returned mid-century, sturdier against disease, but Meyer lemons are still not often grown commercially because they don't travel with success. Why then, is the Meyer still so desirable?

A Meyer lemon, when ripe, turns a bright golden yellow. The skin is thin but strong, as well as the membrane. When peeling, I can't stop myself from thinking "this smells like California!" It's a true lemony fresh, off the tree scent. The fruit is sweeter than a normal lemon, making it ideal for use in desserts. The flavor is intensely pleasant - I mean, I ate it straight like an orange and enjoyed myself.

Meyer lemons are usually twice, if not three times more expensive than normal lemons, but the proof is in the taste. Meyer lemon zest is as good as gold in my house, and if you can get your hands on them when you're baking, your lemon squares will never be the same.

Honeybell Tangelo

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Honeybells are the type of fruit you pre-order in December for their short season in January. They fly off the shelves almost immediately because of their superiority in all areas that Americans value most in an orange.

Honeybells are only ripe for a short period of time, so chances are you won't have a chance to find an unripe or overripe fruit. Just pick up the ones that feel the heaviest. They are a designer fruit, engineered to be the sweetest, juciest, and easiest to peel. The skin falls away at a gentle effort, but the fruit is way too juicy and delicate to try and win a perfect segment. Honeybells were intended to be a snack fruit, so just peel and pop in your mouth! The flavor is more intensely sweet and sour than a Navel orange, and would make a delicious glass of juice if you've got a few of them!

Pummelo

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Pummelos, also called Pomelos, are very similar to grapefruit (and some believe they may be kind of a great-grandfather type figure in the grapefruit's life). They were originally harvested in Malaysia and other parts of Southeast Asia, but have slowly made a small niche for themselves in the American market. They are gigantic, mine was about three pounds, and usually illicit sideways glances from shoppers looking for a more common fruit. My theory is that they named them Pummelos because you could probably knock someone out with one if you aim for the head.

A ripe Pomelo should be a pale to bright yellow, not green, and firm to a squeeze. Because of their size, they easily get banged around and squishy fairly fast. Be sure to pick up the firmest one you can find - your grocer will probably only stock five or six out at a time. When peeling, the scent is bright and lemony and the flesh is thick, pillowy and pinky-coral in color. The segments are pink and very large, and have a really substantial meaty texture. They are surprisingly sweet and carry along a slightly salty aftertaste. They are far less bitter than grapefruits and need absolutely no sugar to eat as-is. For this reason, I think they'd be delicious in salads. Hell, make a salad and squeeze the rest for a glass of juice, you've got enough.

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I looked all around for some kumquats with no success, but they absolutely belong in this under-used/misunderstood citrus fruit post. They are small and sweet-tart with an intense, zesty flavor. If peeled, they're mostly sour, but they are meant to be eaten as a whole - skin and all (like a grape). My favorite way to eat kumquats is candied, cooked slowly in simple syrup, and added to desserts or even cocktails. So good!

Hopefully this post gets you excited that we're in the middle of citrus season, and maybe you'll even venture to the grocery to try a strange looking fruit you've never met before!

Friday, February 18, 2011

Buzzy Craftery in Atlanta Weddings!

Yes, yes, my dear friends - thanks to Jennifer and Will's gorgeous wedding (you may remember their invitations from last fall) I have had the opportunity to be included in the Spring/Summer issue of Atlanta Weddings Magazine! Yay!

I am no stranger to seeing my work in a magazine - when I worked at No. Four Eleven, we were featured in magazines like Southern Living and Coastal Living (they were also recently featured in Lonny!)... but it meant something much different to me then. First of all, it wasn't my original work... it wasn't for my own business. Secondly, being in a magazine, to me, meant the phone would be ringing off the hook and my workload was going to triple!

Now, I feel so proud to have put something completely personal and original into the world, and hopefully my phone will also be ringing off the hook! Well, probably the emails will come in (fingers crossed), because that's the contact information I gave! If you live in Atlanta, be sure to pick up a copy of Atlanta Weddings, Jenn and Will's short bio in their spread made me tear up a little - so sweet!


Page 40, tips on how to make your wedding personal and unique.


Page 85, Jennifer and Will's "Savory and Sweet" Wedding

Monday, February 14, 2011

Behold, another Valentine's Day!

If you lived in my brain for the past two weeks, then the only thing you would have heard was this:

"Valentine's Day. BHLDN line released. Valentine's Day. BHLDN line released. Valentine's Day. BHLDN line released."

My one regret in life (for probably about the next week) is that I was married before the release of this bridal line from the people at Urban Outfitters/Anthropologie/Free People.

I was appeased as I browsed through the website and realized that there were only one or two things I probably would have actually wanted to get. While it's all artful and beautiful, I don't know if any of the dresses would have fit my wedding, etc. Excuses, right? Making these justifications is easier than buying a new gown, finding Doc Brown's DeLorean and traveling back to 2009. Oh well.

I'll settle with sharing some of the pieces in this line that fill my heart with love...

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This is the gown I would have bought for our wedding. Cute, short, simply embellished. Perfect with a little cream cardigan.

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This gown is obviously meant to be the show-stopper. I think you can judge that by the fact that this one carries the heftiest price tag. For a fabric enthusiast like myself: all that embellishment! Yay!

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Probably the only dress I'd buy for myself now. I love this saturated blue.

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In my humble opinion, the only hairpiece in the line I could buy and not look back on ten years from now and think, "What in God's name was growing out of my head?"

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I'm ABOUT this belt. This might become a real purchase.

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These shoe clips are magnificent! It helps that the previous picture with the blue dress also features them.

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Some clever hoops in the spirit of Valentine's Day. Rose gold is making a powerful comeback.

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Gorgeous. Again, the rose gold.

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This is my official obsession of the day. Hexagon - my favorite shape. Aqua - my favorite color. Paired with the gold setting and chain, and the fact that it's a locket? Let's just wrap this one up today, yes please.

Take a look through the collection - it's got some high and low points in my opinion, but of course, everyone has different tastes. Now off to dinner to celebrate - Chili's, a Valentine's day tradition, haha.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Scoutmobbing Atlanta

If you live in Atlanta, New York City, or San Francisco, you've probably heard of Scout Mob. If not, then I might be changing your life right now. Basically, Scout Mob is just another daily coupon group... except exponentially better! You don't have to pay for the coupon to use it, you don't have to print anything out. You can bring your phone to the restaurant, eat your whole meal and tell your server at the very end. They have a little look-see, do some clicking on the iPhone, and take 50% off your check! If you don't have the app on your phone, you can get the daily emails and have the deal texted to you. Then, just save the text in your inbox until you're ready to use it, show the waiter the text... you get the idea!

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The point is, it's incredibly easy to use and hassle-free... not to mention that the deals are for local, awesome, diamond-in-the-rough (or not so rough) type places. The deliciously well designed graphics and quirky write-ups don't hurt, either. It's mostly restaurants, but I've seen a few boutiques and salons as well.

Needless to say that the inspirational list of restaurants and the allure of half off bills has tempted Collin and I to stray from our kitchen more than ever. We're weak willed people when it comes to food... and Scout Mob is accomplishing their destiny with us! Since we've been hitting the town on a bi-weekly... or tri-weekly... basis, I thought I'd shed some light on some of our most recent finds. Some of the coupons have expired at this point, but that doesn't mean you can't still show up and support a small business! I've used the coupon pictures for each location - just for a splash of Scout Mob personality!

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Murphy's, Virginia Highland

After what I affectionately like to call "The Ice Puke of 2011," mine and Collin's first venture back onto the treacherous streets of Atlanta was for one purpose: to use the Scout Mob coupon for Murphy's before it expired that night. We risked at least half an hour of imminent death and fiery driving arguments in order to show up for dinner at Murphy's sweet little corner of the Virginia Highland. Our server, Thaddeus, was a veteran waiter armed with detailed suggestions - don't you hate it when you ask for the best thing on the menu and the server says, "Wellllll, I think everything is good." Liar. Some stuff on the menu isn't good, it can't all be. Anyway, back to Thad. By the end of the night we had given him a little wedding planning advice and he had steered us toward the Guinness Braised Beef Brisket and the Ashley Farms Half Chicken. Any time you're offered beef braised in beer, take it. Tender and juicy, filled with rich beef flavor and accompanied with the classic mashed potatoes and carrots. My chicken was perfect, savory, and the swiss chard and gnocchi on the side almost stole the show. Collin noted that "if all swiss chard tastes like this, I'll eat it every day!" I reassured him that he was just sharing an exceptional bit of cooking. We topped the night off with the Dessert Trio: something they like to call a Bonzo, a vanilla bean panna cotta, and Tollhouse Pie. The panna cotta sent me straight to heaven: black vanilla flecks, pure vanilla flavor, topped with macerated mango chunks. Oh, Lord. Ah, and the house olive oil - fantastic, crisp, fruity - pick up a bottle at their wine shop!

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Parish, Inman Park

We decided to make Parish a double date night with some friends who had just gotten engaged - neither of us had been, and using a Scout Mob deal ensures that even if the food is half as good as you expected, you get what you pay for. Although Parish is impressive in decor, personality, potential - I can't say I was altogether impressed with the food. I don't know if I was swayed by the performance of our server, who kept forgetting to bring us things but would never acknowledge that we had already asked for them? The down-home theme (i.e. drink menus printed on brown paper sacks) was amusing, but the entire production was lacking some gestalt. Collin ordered the Crispy Pork on red cabbage, I got the Sweet Potato Ravioli. Both of our plates were a little too small. I had four very sad, limp ravioli lying pathetically in the bottom of a rather large bowl with fingerprints all over. The Dixie Burger, however, was gigantic and came surrounded by a mass of potato hash. The one time I wish I'd gone for a cheap burger at the trendy restaurant. But, when I went downstairs to use the restroom I found the true merit of Parish - their little country market stocked with sandwiches, fresh bread, flowers, and so many goodies I couldn't count! That's when I made my final decision about Parish - don't eat in for dinner, drop by and take out for lunch!

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Farmstead 303, Decatur

My sister in law, Eryn, and I went to Farmstead for a girl date on an ordinary Monday afternoon. Farmstead is set up in an old train station, half is a bar setup and the other half is a dining room. Where Parish attempts to glorify the Southern charm idea with mixed success, Farmstead dives head-first into a real farm style with humility and wins. It's not half as quaffed and bedazzled as Parish, but maybe that's not my personality. The food is your classic fare: some sort of fried or barbecued meat with daily Southern veggies like collards, lima beans, and the unexpected deep-fried cauliflower. Someone informed all of Atlanta that burgers should now come standard with pimento cheese, and Farmstead has followed suit (it works). The N. Carolina BBQ plate is authentically tart and tender, and the bite-size biscuits are fresh from the oven. Maybe I was wholly satisfied because I wasn't pumped up to expect the coolest food ever, but I did go back for lunch again the next day... make of that what you will.

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Salsa Havana, Collier Hills

This little place just re-opened right next door to us, at Collier Road and Howell Mill, near the Fellini's. I invited my world traveling friend Nick, from my last post, to sample the food and give me his verdict. The inside is small and simple, our snarky-in-an-endearing-way waiter settled us down and we took to the menu. Collin ordered the Seafood Paella, I got the Argentinian Churrasco con Fritas (or grilled skirt steak, topped with chimichurri, on a bed of fries). My friend Whitney ordered the tuna tacos, Nick requested Arroz con Pollo. I'm not sure what I thought at first, but everyone's meals surpassed expectations. All I know is that we were face down to our plates, chomping and muttering unintelligible praises until the food was gone. I was afraid I would get a mound of chunky fries with a glimpse of steak, but it was just the opposite - the thin cut fries were soaked in juices and chimichurri, I had enough beef to save for a second meal the next day! The chef came out while we waited and asked Whitney if he could experiment two new sauces on her tacos - feeling like a part of the family is a surefire way to create raving fans! Nick and the chef engaged in a conversation entirely in Spanish on the joys of Columbia. It was a great time, to say the least.

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Harry and Sons, Virginia Highland

Another rainy Thursday night in Atlanta, and I'm looking for a place to meet a friend who's in town on business. Smart, quick, and comfortable (but not to the jeans and hoodie degree) - Harry and Sons. This place is made for couples and close friends, small tables and cozy booths feel like you've found a warm nook in a cold, rainy city. The Thai food is a great option, but the sushi menu is where I hunt. The combinations are a great deal - a rainbow roll and a california roll is 14 pieces for $14 - dollar sushi, and not the warm sloppy kind like RuSan's. The pickled ginger is crisp, the wasabi is kicking... what more can you ask for? And afterward, you can take a quick stroll north or south to stop in at one of the Highland's bustling bars! It's the perfect date night - good enough to impress, but also fast enough to get out of a sinking ship!

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Pure Taqueria, Inman Park

If you're like me, you're probably becoming wary of the taquerias that seem to be sprouting like weeds all around Atlanta. It's a good business plan: everyone loves tacos, you can put basically anything inside a tortilla, they're cheap and easy to make. I myself have had dreams of opening a quesadilla stand called The Two Tortillas (don't steal my idea!). Collin and I were working at Octane one day and decided to spend a Scout Mob deal on lunch... why not Pure Taqueria? I'm happy to say that I was pleasantly surprised. The menu is full of other authentically Mexican choices, which led Collin to the Quesadillas de Pollo and I to the special of the day, Tamales de Puerco. I was incredibly impressed - the masa for my tamales was rich and moist and the shredded pork inside was flavorful... which shouldn't be impressive, but lots of people interpret tamale to mean bland and starchy. The salsa verde was crunchy and didn't over-do the sour tomatillo. Since it was lunch, we didn't go for any margaritas but word on the street is that they're A+.

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Sauced, Inman Park

I've only ever been to Sauced late at night, right when the kitchen is closing. So, I can't say I've sampled their amazingly meaty menu, but I've worked on the "Bites" for sure. Snap Cracklin' Pork Rinds? This is the kind of thing you swear you'll never eat... and then you're grasping for crumbs at the bottom of the basket before you know it. The organic lavender chocolate ganache bar is a tiny slice of pure luxury. The canapé du jour, the bluebird bacon peanut brittle... you know what? Just go ahead and visit. You won't get a giant plate overflowing with carbs, enough to feed you twice. Chances are you'll get a little bowl or plate of just enough food to overwhelm your senses and satisfy your craving for something completely different. Maybe eat a few slices of bread before you go if you're really hungry. Get a cocktail, go with friends. Enjoy the fun and colorful decor, feel a hundred times cooler than you did grabbing lunch at Subway. You have arrived.

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Spoon, Midtown West

Spoon is the kind of place I always go with my girlfriends. Maybe because my girls like Thai food and my husband really doesn't. Maybe because Spoon is cool and modern without being loud and crowded. Probably because I love curry and the Panang is zooming with spicy flavor and perfectly still-crisp veggies. Sometimes Thai can go too thick and creamy, sometimes too thin and spicy. Spoon's food is always perfectly balanced - and the specials are unique and creative (Thai lamb? Yes please!). I've never had a server there who wasn't perfectly delightful, and since it's just down the street from our apartment I probably think about going there four times a week. Not that I do, but Spoon is the kind of place that's always on my mind. It's the perfect place for a date, especially if it's with your best friend!

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Big Easy Grille, Collier Hills

Collin and I live about four steps from Big Easy Grille. Every night the parking lot is packed to overflowing - forget about going if there's a Saints game on that night, I don't know if you'd make it through the door. I have avoided it like the plague because I'm admittedly afraid of places that feel too much like sports bars, where loud fat men will slosh beer on me while yelling at a football game on TV. I stand corrected though, when it comes to Big Easy. After four months I finally caved and found it to be comfortably quiet, cozy - a little cluttered, but in an unobtrusive way. The waitress promptly informed us that they were "out of gator," and I noted that it was probably the first time someone had told me that. Collin chose the Cajun Jambalaya, I picked out the fried shrimp Po' Boy. Now, my whole life has changed. I live four steps from the best Po' Boy I have ever eaten. Good thing we're moving in a month, or I'd be spending my life savings on Alligator Bites! And since the food is so good, I think I could even enjoy myself during a Saints game, getting beer sloshed on me by a loud fat guy! Just part of the experience, right?

Since this post is now about forty pages long, I'll save some other Scout Mob finds for another day. If you live in Nashville, D.C., Boston, Chicago, Dallas, Austin, Denver, Springfield, Los Angeles, or Seattle - keep your eyes peeled for Scout Mob's pending debut in your city! And remember, always tip on your FIRST bill, not the discounted one!

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Stationery: Nick

I have a couple more weddings coming along, but I thought I would bring back a project I did over the holidays... especially because it's bright and springy and we need some of that cheer! The only sunny day I can remember in Atlanta for the past few weeks was this past Sunday, absolutely magnificent. Sitting out in the sun, I was dreaming of sundresses and baseball season, colorful plaids and sandals... then I remembered that I had a little bit of that to share already!

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These cards are for a good friend, Nick, ordered for Christmas by his family. Whenever I think of Nick, I imagine him soaking up some rays in a South American country (he's always traveling... always), salsa dancing and speaking Spanish really fast. I promise, his Spanish is better than the locals!

Nick can also often be caught donning some sort of vibrant plaid shirt or watch or tie, and so when I thought about stationery, only one pattern seemed right...

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Also, since he's a Northwestern grad, I had to throw in a little purple!

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These are oversized stationery cards (4.75x6.75) - some people are one-liners, but Nick is not. I always get lengthy, heartwarming notes from him, so I gave him plenty of space to scrawl. They are printed on 100lb white cover stock and paired with matching Envelopments envelopes!

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I think in a different colorway, these cards could easily be masculine, feminine, or neutral. Seriously, who doesn't love plaid? Since they're digitally printed, it's not a huge investment (about $20/10 cards), perfect for bridal or baby showers, or just everyday!