Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Literary Eats: Apple Dumplings from Emma by Jane Austen

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Jane Austen once wrote that of all her literary creations, Emma Woodhouse was the one most like herself.  Writing during England’s wild (at least for the British) Regency period, when King George III was too mad to rule and the Prince Regent was given the reigns, Austen infused her novels of life in the English countryside with humor, romance, and a keen look at the pressures of middle class women to marry for money. However, she is most remembered for creating Mr. Darcy, who usually assumes the form of a young Colin Firth in most imaginations. Well, at least in mine. Anyways, there is no Mr. Darcy in Emma. But, there is a Mr. Knightly, who is sort of like an older, less stuck up version of Mr. Darcy. Emma Woodhouse is rich, and unlike many of Austen’s other heroines, she doesn’t feel pressured to get married. Therefore, she spends most of her time trying to get other people married, with mixed results.

As with all Austen novels, the eccentric supporting characters are often more memorable (and well-developed) than the main players, and the world of Emma Woodhouse is no exception, from her hypochondriac father, to her well-meaning but dull best friend Harriet Smith.

It is through Miss Bates, the chatterbox spinster daughter of Mrs. Bates and aunt to the beautiful and mysterious Jane Fairfax, that we learn of not one but two apple dishes: Baked apples and apple dumplings. These are mentioned during the course of a mostly one-sided conversation commenced by Miss Bates while Emma is out shopping. Somehow the conversation (or rather, monologue) jumps from a rivet for Miss Bates’ glasses to apples:

[…] At one time Patty came to say she thought the kitchen chimney wanted sweeping. Oh, said I, Patty do not come with your bad news to me. Here is the rivet of your mistress's spectacles out. Then the baked apples came home, Mrs. Wallis sent them by her boy; they are extremely civil and obliging to us, the Wallises, always—I have heard some people say that Mrs. Wallis can be uncivil and give a very rude answer, but we have never known any thing but the greatest attention from them. And it cannot be for the value of our custom now, for what is our consumption of bread, you know? Only three of us.—besides dear Jane at present—and she really eats nothing—makes such a shocking breakfast, you would be quite frightened if you saw it. I dare not let my mother know how little she eats—so I say one thing and then I say another, and it passes off. But about the middle of the day she gets hungry, and there is nothing she likes so well as these baked apples, and they are extremely wholesome, for I took the opportunity the other day of asking Mr. Perry; I happened to meet him in the street. Not that I had any doubt before— I have so often heard Mr. Woodhouse recommend a baked apple. I believe it is the only way that Mr. Woodhouse thinks the fruit thoroughly wholesome. We have apple-dumplings, however, very often. Patty makes an excellent apple-dumpling. Well, Mrs. Weston, you have prevailed, I hope, and these ladies will oblige us."

Keep in mind that there’s a whole other paragraph I didn’t subject you to...

Anyways, it is unsurprising that Mr. Woodhouse, a man who seems to live almost exclusively on the diet of a fussy toddler, would believe that only a baked apple is a wholesome apple. However, I am more interested in Miss Bates’ apple dumplings. There’s just something so delicious about the word ‘dumpling’---perhaps because it invokes visions of something delicious wrapped in dough and fried, or in this case, boiled. Yes, apple dumplings are essentially cored and peeled Granny Smiths wrapped in pastry and then boiled. Oh and there’s sugar. Lots of it. 


In Hannah Glasse’s The Art of Cookery Made Plain and Easy first published in 1747, her recipe for apple dumplings requires them to be boiled for upwards of an hour, depending on the size:

“Make a good puff pastry, pare some large apples, cut them in quarters, and take out the cores very nicely; take a piece of the crust, and roll it round, enough for one apple; if they are big, they will not look pretty, so roll the crust round each apple, and make them round like a ball with a little flour in your hand; Have a pot of water boiling. Take a clean cloth, dip it in the water, and shake flour over it; tie each dumpling by itself, and put them in the water boiling, which keep boiling all the time; and if your crust is light and good, and the apples not too large, half an hour will boil them; but if the apples be large, they will take an hour’s boiling. When they are enough, take them up, and lay them in a dish; through fine sugar all over them, and send them to table. Have good fresh butter melted in a cup, and fine beaten sugar in a saucer.”

I was incredibly skeptical about this. I mean come on, boiled apples? How good could that possibly be? But, for the sake of this blog, I gave it a shot. The result? Surprising deliciousness! I used frozen puff pastry as a short cut. I then peeled, cored, and halved the apples. Next, I wrapped the halves in the puff pastry and tied them up in cheese cloth to keep them secure. I boiled the apples until soft, then tossed the dumplings in butter, sugar and cinnamon. They were like little doughy apple-filled pillows, though not as photogenic as baked apple dumplings. You win this round, Miss Bates.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Things I Have Seen On Pinterest Recently

                                                                                     Source: onlyforgirls.net via Liane on Pinterest













Candles in Mason Jars

Flowers in Mason Jars

Candles in Mason jars hanging from trees

Tiny kittens

Even tinier dogs

"How to tie a side braid"

"How to make a side ponytail"

"How to braid your side ponytail"

Twee engagement photos set in a renovated bowling alley featuring people in their mid to late thirties posted by single people in their late teens/early 20s

DIY wedding table centerpieces involving Mason jars

DIY kitchen cabinets made from pieces of driftwood

A quote by Laurel Thatcher Ulrich misattributed to Marilyn Monroe  screen printed onto a tote bag

$800 high heels labeled "Work shooz!!!"

Some water channel in Venice that everyone wants to visit, but is actually just a smelly alley with good afternoon lighting

Gluten-free raspberry lime cupcakes

Gluten-free raspberry lime cupcakes in Mason jars

EVERYTHING IN MASON JARS


*None of these apply to my Pinterest boards because they are awesome.

Sunday, April 15, 2012

In Which I Try To Relive My Former Lifestyle One Brunch At A Time


One of the things I miss most about living in Boston is the ability to walk to, well, anything. If I'm going to live in the suburbs, I at least want to live within walking distance of things to give me some semblance of my former city life.

We live pretty close to the small downtown area of Forestville, but as much as I enjoy Italian banquet facilities and closed travel agencies, there really isn't much going on there.

 Luckily, a new restaurant, Garnish, opened a few months ago, taking the place of a sketchy bar where there was a stabbing once. They offer brunch on the weekends and we finally made the walk over today.

I had crepes filled with strawberries and sweet mascarpone cheese, while James had eggs in a basket, which they called Nana's Windowpanes or something like that. Everything was delicious. The crepes were particularly good. I typed god at first just now, but I think it fits. "These crepes were GOD!" Yeah, good crepes are hard to come by around these parts. 

My friend Elizabeth, who lives in the big city, texted me during our meal to say that she was going to brunch, but would call me after--a typical Sunday activity for us. But this time, I got to say that I was at brunch too. See? Us 'Burbans can rock brunch! To which she replied, "We are such middle class white people." Fair enough. 

My favorite part though was when we got to walk back home, basking in the bright April sunshine. Of course, a ten minute walk wouldn't be complete without James complaining about it, but even he admitted that it was nice to be able to get outside a bit.  

Monday, April 9, 2012

I Will Eat All The Cheeseburgers

                               

When I was a kid my favorite food was cheeseburgers. If I could have had things my way, it would have been three cheeseburgers a day, with a side of cheeseburger, extra cheese. I may have also been a little fat, but that's for another blog post.

I can distinctly remember laying in bed fantasizing about having a super power--like most children do. Some kids want to fly, some kids want super human strength, or the ability to read minds.  But I wanted to be invisible. What did I imagine doing with my super power? Fighting crime? Stealing money from a bank? No. I wanted to be invisible so I could go into McDonald's, walk behind the counter, and eat all the cheeseburgers I wanted. 'No one would be able to stop me, ' I thought, licking my lips. I would eat all the cheeseburgers. This was the dream of my youth. 

                       

Sadly, I never got to eat all the cheeseburgers, but I have had quite a few and Connecticut seems to have a disproportionately high number of excellent cheeseburger places: Ted's, Harry's, Louis Lunch. Not all of them are named after men. My favorite is Shady Glen in Manchester, a burger and ice cream place where time seems frozen in 1964, except for the prices.

I lived nearby for a few years when I was very young, so trips to Shady Glen are particularly nostalgic for me. And, as is the problem with nostalgia, things from your past are often disappointing when revisited, like middle school crushes or young adult novels. Shady Glen, however, still lives up to legend. Why? Because fried cheese is always amazing. They also make their own ice cream and have a ton of old man flavors like Grapenut and Frozen Pudding. You may have room if you don't order all the cheeseburgers, like me.

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Preaster Feaster





Preaster, for the uninitiated, is the day before Easter, a term coined by my friend Kimmy. Really, it's just another excuse to get together and put weird spins on holiday traditions. Granted, I'm not Christian, but I can appreciate the Pagan roots of Easter--and anything celebrating the return of Spring is Aces in my book. 


So, I'll be making some Easter/Spring-themed Mini-Cadbury Creme Egg cupcakes and homemade Springtime Oreos using  Flour's recipe. We may have gone a little overboard on the candy but hey,  miniaturized creme egg season only comes once a year.

I'm also hoping to finish my first dress in time. If so, it'll be a Preaster miracle!