Daily Archives: July 31, 2007

212: Ahhhhhhh

Creamy white salad 2

Recipe for Creamy White Salad
Recipe 212 of 365

Most cuisines that feature hot, spicy foods pair them with equally cooling, refreshing sides. When the world is wilting around you (or if you’re making food so spicy you can’t see straight), this is the salad you’ll want.

Jicama is a brown root vegetable with a crunchy, white interior – it’s much tastier than it looks. Try it sprinkled with sea salt, paprika, cilantro, and a little olive oil.

TIME: 25 minutes
MAKES: 6 to 8 servings

1/2 pound radishes, trimmed, halved, and cut into thin half-moons
2 large cucumbers, peeled and cut into 1/2” pieces
1/2 jicama (about 1 pound), peeled and cut into 1/2” pieces
1 large shallot, very finely chopped
1 teaspoon Dijon mustard
2 tablespoons white wine vinegar
Salt and freshly ground pepper, to taste
1/4 cup extra virgin olive oil
1/3 cup sour cream
1 tablespoon chopped fresh parsley

Mix the radishes, cucumbers, and jicama together in a large bowl. Place the shallot, mustard, and vinegar in a small bowl, and season with salt and pepper. Whisk to combine, then add the oil in a slow, steady stream while whisking; continue to whisk until completely emulsified. Stir in the sour cream and parsley, and taste for seasoning.

Pour the dressing over the vegetables, toss to blend, and serve.

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What they’ll never know

Sometimes I wish editors required an extraneous fact sheet. Writers would have to include any random information encountered in their research, just for shits and giggles.

I just turned in a bread recipe (after twelve rounds of testing), and it makes me so sad that telling the editor my animal stories would be inappropriate. She’ll never know that my cat hopped onto the floured board and splashed little white pawprints all over the counter like a kid with fingerpaints on his feet when I wasn’t looking. The art director will never see how many times my dog licked the side of the loaf while I was taking its picture at hip height, where the best light was. (Anyone who says animals don’t know when they’re doing something wrong is lying.) No, four million people don’t need to make the mental connection between whole grain bread and Bromley’s tongue, but it was definitely part of the process.

I did get to turn in a photo of Bromley recently, though, because she was part of the story. She’s on the contributors’ page of Seattle Metropolitan‘s August issue, wearing a t-shirt, for chrissake. Now here’s a misunderstanding: whoever looks at this page might think I dress my dog up on a regular basis. It happened once. That one time. I promise.

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