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The garlic pita chip non-recipe recipe

February 23rd, 2010

Here’s a sure-to-please and easy snack. It’s so simple, in fact, I feel a bit silly putting down the instructions… but whenever I bring these to a gathering, someone always asks for the recipe. I made a whack on the weekend, so I took the opportunity to take some pics. Just to let you know though: this is an off-the-cuff concoction — no measurements!

Seasoning: pour a whack of olive oil in a bowl and add crushed garlic, salt, pepper and whatever herbs & spices you like. This time, I threw in a couple of shakes of Montreal Steak Spice.

Pre-heat the oven to 275˚ F / 140˚ C. (I’ve tried higher temps, but then tend to burn the chips! I’ve found using a lower heat with a longer bake time makes for a much crispier chip, anyway.)

Cut up pita pockets (I tend to use whole wheat) in sixths, or eighths if you want smaller chips.

Split apart each triangle into single ply pieces, and lay them in a single layer on a baking sheet, with the inside (breadier, less smooth side) facing up.

Dole out the seasoning on each triangle. I use a fork first to make sure each chip gets a little garlic on it, then I go over each chip again with a brush to spread everything around lightly — make sure there are no big pools of oil. (Sorry, I was a little over-excited at this point and forgot to take a photo! Gah…)

Bake for 12-15 minutes, or until the chips are golden and crunchy.

Once you’ve let them cool a bit, they are delicious with dips (hummus, tzatziki, salsa, artichoke, whatever you’ve got!) or just on their own. Warning: these are highly addictive and cause garlicky breath… Enjoy!

Do you have any super simple recipes to share?

On the topic of garlic, John recently planted a bunch of cloves that had begun to sprout on our counter.

We’re hoping to add garlic to our balcony garden. John’s Mum grows her own bulbs every year and they kick the storebought kind’s butt by a long shot in both size and taste. Ideally, we would have planted these in the fall, like she does; the sprouts die over winter, but then new bulbs grow the following summer. So we are cheating by growing the sprouts indoors now, and then we’ll put them outside once they become taller; hopefully they can catch up. Go garlic, go!

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Summer harvest

August 19th, 2009

Some of my favourite things about summer are…

  • stopping at roadside stalls or the Farmers’ Market to pick up locally grown eats (ok, ok, so the Moishe’s potato salad and the Fontaine Santé three-bean salad pictured below are from Costco… but neither has preservatives, and both are deeelicious! The corn is indeed local. As a side note, this is John’s plate, since I’m one of those doofuses who has to cut the corn off the cob to eat it… I’d give you my dental history, but you’d fall asleep before the picture, I promise);

  • growing some of our own veggies & herbs on our balcony garden;

  • and berry-picking…

I suppose it means that I’m becoming an adult when I crave this kind of stuff more than freezies and slurpies in summer months… ha!

What are your favourite summer eats?

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Ringing in the lunar new year

January 26th, 2009

Growing up, it was second nature in our family to know what zodiac sign everyone else was. Grandpa was a monkey, Cousin Petrina is a tiger, my Mom is a snake (to her lament), Uncle Edmund is a rooster… So obviously I’m not talking about daily horoscope stuff; this is the Asian version of astrology where each year is attributed a different animal, and they repeat every 12 years. And it goes by the lunar calendar, which rolls over about a month later from what we westerners go by. Today, in fact, is the first day of the lunar 2009, and it’s now the Year of the Ox (aka. Bull, Cow).

I’m a rabbit (scoff all you want, but it’s coupled with being a Taurus, which may explains things), as was my Grandmother — so we had a bit of a bond, besides the fact that I was named after her. Recently, I found a bookmark that she’d given me when I was a kiddo, around 7 or 8:

I wonder now when I look at it if she got the pun or not; her English was very limited. More than likely, she probably bought it just because of the picture of the two bunnies. It was a nostalgic find, as you can imagine.

Last night, we had a new year’s eve ‘do at my parents. One of the courses is what my parents call, in English, “Taiwanese fajitas” — a very traditional dish, especially for new year’s. Lots of different fixin’s (a cabbage/snow pea stir fry, bbq-ed pork, fried egg, crushed peanuts, coriander, pickled veggies, hot & sweet sauce)…

…that are all rolled into a spring roll wrap…

and eaten just like that (no deep frying). Here’s my roll, with the rest of my plate: sushi (ok, not very Taiwanese), fried noodles, sticky rice, and chicken

Apparently, all the different fixin’s for the ‘fajita’ are seen as the past year’s sins and lies… so by wrapping them all up and eating them, it’s a way of putting them away and starting anew. Nice idea, if only things were that easy…

This was a tough tough year for a lot of people I care a lot about, so I’m putting a lot of pressure on the ol’ Bull to pull through and make it a better one this time around. Here’s to a happy, healthy year, and we’ll top it all off with a fat fajita at the end!

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