Archive | August, 2010

Crockpot Sweet and Sour Chicken

30 Aug

This is the recipe I’ve given out more than any other (apologies to those of you who already have it). It’s DH’s favorite dinner, it’s full of veggies, and my kids will still eat it–in fact, they prefer the veggies in this to the chicken, which is a statistical impossibility. Defying the laws of nature, gang, right here.

I like this because, for the most part, it’s a dice-and-dump recipe. And it freezes gorgeously for those who like to stash meals away. Whip up some rice, nuke this, and voila. Dinner. And a healthy one at that.

You’d be disturbed to see my recipe card for this one, as stained and torn and generally ugly as it is. We eat this that much. I hope you enjoy it.

ps–I got a request this week for lunchbox ideas. Those are coming soon, including lots of thoughts for nut-free options. Check back!

To make my crockpot sweet and sour chicken, you’ll need:

1 to 1 1/2 pounds boneless skinless chicken breasts, cut into bites

1 green pepper, diced

1 red pepper, diced

1/2 a yellow or sweet onion, diced

1/4 cup light brown sugar (don’t use Splenda–it’s far too sweet)

2 tbsp cornstarch

1 16-oz can pineapple chunks, drained–reserve the juice

1/4 cup apple cider vinegar

1/4 cup water

1 1/2 tbsp reduced-sodium soy sauce (check to be sure it’s gluten-free if you want a GF meal)

Coat your Crockpot with nonstick spray. Toss chicken, peppers, and onion inside.

In a bowl, mix together brown sugar and cornstarch. Add reserved pineapple juice, vinegar, water, and soy sauce. Whisk together until smooth, and pour over the chicken and veggies. Cook on low for 7 to 9 hours.

An hour or so before serving (15 minutes is fine, but an hour is better), stir in pineapple chunks. Serve over rice.

DIY Little Bites

28 Aug

I will stand up and raise my hand and tell you straight-up that I don’t understand Little Bites.

My son, however, will vehemently stand and tell you how much he wants those overpriced, chemical-laden muffins packaged in little pouches and craved by elementary school students everywhere. I think they taste like plastic, to be perfectly honest, and don’t like giving my kids so many additives (not to mention the high-fructose corn syrup)–especially at close to $5 a pop–but they beg.

So last year, I got my June Cleaver on and made my own. I mean, really. They’re mini-muffins. Mix, bake, package, freeze. Done. Nothing chemical, nothing icky, and about 50 cents for the whole stinkin’ batch.

I found a recipe online that was good, but I did a few things: I lowered the fat in them, incorporated whole-wheat flour, upped the vanilla, and decreased the amount of chocolate in them. Then I got some snack-size zipper top bags and packaged them three or four to a bag. Those little bags went into a gallon-sized freezer bags, and are always ready to be tossed into a lunchbox or field trip bag. Easy peasy, kids.

Know what? Having had these, my kids now think little bites taste a lot like their packaging. And I didn’t even have to lecture them on that one. Cool, no?

To make your own mini-chocolate chip muffins, you’ll need:

  • 1/2 cup sugar
  • 1/8 to 1/4 cup shortening (don’t use butter–they’ll be an icky texture on the outside)
  • 1 egg
  • 1/4 cup milk (you can omit this or just use water if you have milk issues at home)
  • 3/4 teaspoon vanilla extract
  • 1/2 cup all-purpose flour
  • 1/2 cup white wheat or wheat flour
  • 1/2 teaspoon baking soda
  • 1/2 teaspoon baking powder
  • 1/4 teaspoon salt
  • 1/2 cup miniature semisweet chocolate chips

Heat your oven to 375 degrees and spray mini-muffin tins with cooking spray (I like the Pam with Flour, but any kind will work) Cream together shortening and sugar. Beat in egg, milk or water, and vanilla.

Stir together flours, baking soda, baking soda, and salt, and add to wet ingredients. Stir in chocolate chips. Spoon into mini-muffin tins and bake about 10 – 12 minutes, until they spring back when touched with a finger. Let cool a few minutes in the tin, and then remove them and cool them the rest of the way before packaging and freezing them.

These are also good without the milk and with a mashed banana added to the batter–bake them a few extra minutes. šŸ™‚ This recipe doubles beautifully.

Barbecue Chicken Pizza

26 Aug

A few weeks back, I had a craving for the barbecue chicken pizza of a California-type of restaurant in the mall near my house.

DH hates the mall. Passionately. And so, we had a dilemma.

Thankfully, I also have a pizza stone that lives on the bottom rack of my oven. If you’ve not yet invested in one, I highly recommend it. Just leave it in the hot box all the time and it’ll be ready whenever you want excellent pizza or crusty bread or crunchy cookies. They are fantastic toys and no-maintenance: I scrape mine off into the trash can with a metal spatula (after it cools, of course) and put it back into the oven for next time. No muss, no fuss.

The thing I don’t like about the pizza restaurant’s barbecue pizza is the red onions. Red onions are great in moderation. But they toss them willy-nilly all over the pizza and to be honest, it’s a bit much. So I went with Vidalia onions (any sweet yellow will do) that I caramelized in a low cast iron skillet for about a half-hour in a little butter and olive oil and just a touch of salt to help bring out the liquid.

The rest is easy: chicken breast that you cook any old way (I did mine in the oven while the pizza stone heated–you want that puppy hot hot hot when you slide in your crust) and bottled sauce and shredded cheese.

Huge hit. Tremendous. But if your kids aren’t into barbecue just yet, it’s easy enough to make a traditional tomato-and-cheese pie for them just before you make this yummy recipe for the grown-ups. Pizza stones are fantastic that way–once they’re hot, you can go and go with pie after pie. Just refresh the cornmeal on there to keep everything from sticking.

To make barbecue chicken pizza, you’ll need:

A crust. Any store-bought will do, even the Boboli pre-baked. I make my own, but we’ll talk about that another day. *wink*

A chicken breast (boneless and skinless), or leftover chicken meat, shredded up (the meat from my perfect roast chicken would be great, as would any rotisserie chicken or plain, grilled bird)

Bottled barbecue sauce

A sweet yellow onion

Shredded cheese. I actually like a Mexican blend for this, but a combination of mozzarella and cheddar is absolutely wonderful too.

Heat your oven to 400 degrees with the pizza stone on the bottom rack. Let this go for a half-hour or so before you’re ready to cook.

Slice and caramelize your onion (coat a pan with olive oil and butter–a teaspoon or so of each–and let the onion cook with a tiny bit of salt for about a half-hour over low heat, or until golden brown and delicious)

While the oven gets hot, pop in your chicken breast with some of the barbecue sauce in a little pan. Let it stay in there until it’s cooked through (about 10 or 15 minutes) but not dry. Cut it into bite-size chunks or shred it.

Prepare your crust. Poke holes in it with a fork (keeps a lot of air bubbles from forming), and layer your barbecue sauce, cheese, sweet yummy onions, and chicken on top. This is a great thing for kids to help with, by the way, and I sometimes make the crusts into individual pizzas and let everyone make their own. Way fun!

Sprinkle cornmeal onto your pizza stone and gently slide your pie into the oven. Cook it for 10 – 15 minutes, or until it’s reached your desired doneness (I like my cheese a little brown).

Remove from oven. Slice and yum.

This is a big favorite in my house, and no visit to the dreaded mall is required. I hope it is in yours, too.

Steaming Without the Steaming

24 Aug

You know how you start the new year out with a resolution and the best intentions–all kinds of fired up to eat better or exercise more or stop smoking or lose weight–and by mid-February, it’s all out the window?

That used to be me once a week, in the produce section.

I’d hit the rows of fruits and veggies hell-bent on bringing healthier food into my house and transforming our family’s diet with natural vitamins and fiber, and then four or five days later, I’d chuck wilted celery and yellowed broccoli into the trash. Because when push came to shove, it was just too much of a pain in the neck to haul out another pot or pan and a knife and everything else I’d need to cook fresh vegetables in their traditional ways.

Then, gratefully, I discovered the magic of the microwave.

The microwave is a miracle for fresh vegetables. That’s because you can steam them with a single bowl or microwave-safe dish and nothing else. No steaming rack. No grill pan. No heat in the room.

Honestly. It’s that easy. And now when I bring asparagus or green beans home from the market, it’s actually eaten, and it’s delicious.

To steam vegetables in the microwave, you’ll need:

A microwave-safe dish or bowl, either with a cover of its own or a sheet of wax paper (never use plastic wrap in the microwave–it releases all sorts of toxins when nuked)

Veggies of your choice: broccoli, asparagus, green beans, baby potatoes, squash…almost anything.


Place your veggies into your dish in layers, using seasoning between layers if you’d like to.

Add about two tablespoons of water to the dish; I try to ensure it gets to the bottom, underneath the food.

Put the lid on or cover tightly with wax paper.

Nuke it. About 2-3 minutes for beans, broccoli, squash, zucchini. About 3-5 minutes for corn (off the cob) or asparagus. About 5-8 minutes for small potatoes or cut-up sweet potatoes (mmmmm…sweet potatoes!)

Wait a minute or two. Remove the lid, season as you like, and yum.

Notice that the water is gone from the dish, and there’s no green liquid left behind. So you didn’t lose all the vitamins and goodness that you would using traditional steaming methods. Now wasn’t that easy? šŸ˜‰

Salmon Three Ways

21 Aug

Yesterday was one of Those Fridays. You know those Fridays? Three errands to run, several hours of work to do (interrupted, oh, a thousand times by bickering, whining, end-of-summer children; I love them, I love them, I love them.), two hours at the pool to placate said end-of-summer moppets, showers, a mountain of paperwork and bills, and then…dinner.

Dinner. I forgot about dinner.

These are the nights I’m thankful for frozen salmon. I buy big bags of frozen filets at Sam’s Club just for nights like Friday–nights that would otherwise find us wolfing down delivery pizza or greasy Chinese food because life got in between me and the stove. They defrost in a snap in a bowl of lukewarm water and they cook in no time, with so much natural flavor that they don’t need a lot of spices or sauces on top.

DH had another late night at work, which meant we were eating after the kids’ bedtime again–not unusual for many of us, I’m sure. So I defrosted the salmon in water while the kids showered and put a pot of rice on the stove.

The first way I cooked salmon was for the kids, and it couldn’t be simpler. I used salmon and honey. That’s it. Spread the honey on top of the salmon and bake it at 400 degrees for about 15 minutes, or until cooked through. It’s sweet and delicious with a beautiful golden crunch on top, and they gobbled it down. Hello, Omega 3s, and nobody fussed! Score!

DH and I have different tastes in fish, so I lined two small baking dishes with foil and sprayed them with olive oil. His fish got just a sprinkle of lemon juice and some pepper, and then the same baking treatment as the kids’. If I’d had fresh dill, I’d have chopped some of that and sprinkled it on top of the cooked fish, but I didn’t Ā and he didn’t miss it. Easy peasy.

I’m a little more complex, but it’s still really easy. I threw my fish into a plastic bag while the kids’ fish cooked, with about a tablespoon each of honey and lime juice, and a few pinches of chili powder. And then later, that baked for about 10 minutes; I like my salmon rare (raw, if I can get sushi-grade, but rare if it’s frozen and I trust the source). So DH’s and my fish went into the oven at the same time, and I just pulled mine out a few minutes earlier than his.

So that’s salmon three ways, with no pans to scrub thanks to the foil and just a few simple ingredients. We ate a healthy, delicious dinner that made everybody happy, and I didn’t have to tip a delivery guy.

Happy Friday!

Dinner Amidst Chaos

19 Aug

Yesterday was one of those days that flew by in a flurry of paper and phone calls and errands and STOP TOUCHING YOUR BROTHERs and Advil. Several doses of Advil. One of those days when I hit the bed at the very end and realized I’d been breathing all along, you know?

DH works in another state one or two days a week and on those days, I’m never quite sure what the evening’s routine will bring. Normally, he comes through the door about a half-hour before the kids go to bed, and by the time he gets changed and spends a few minutes with them before we brush teeth and tuck them in, it’s well past 8 p.m. And we’ve not yet had dinner.

There are a few ways to work around this so we’re not eating dinner 10 minutes before we pass out from exhaustion. The slow cooker is a godsend and I use it frequently, but tend to pull it out more in the colder months. I’ve also learned to make an entire dinner earlier in the day and pop it into the fridge to be re-heated later, but yesterday didn’t offer me a full hour anywhere to do that.

I call them “hurricane days,” and find the best way to work around them is to figure out how to piecemeal dinner together. Which is what we did yesterday, and we had a hot, reasonably healthy dinner on the table 10 minutes after the kids went to bed.

The first part of this is menu planning: the easiest way to figure this out is to have one thing that can be served cold (it was a tomato-cucumber salad last night), one thing that can be cooked ahead of time while other things are going on and re-heated later (a boxed wild rice blend), and an entree that can be prepped during the day and tossed into a pan for a bit at dinnertime (I did barbecued chicken breasts).

I had a pocket of time yesterday afternoon that involved some note reviewing for an article I’m working on. It was easy to bring the laptop up to the kitchen and sit at the table with my “real” work while the boxed rice mix simmered away on the stove. Rice microwaves beautifully, so cooking it while I was doing something else nearby and putting it in the fridge made total sense.

The kids ate dinner around 6. About a half-hour before that, I pulled a package of chicken breasts out of the freezer and defrosted them in a bowl of lukewarm water (which doesn’t threaten to start cooking them like the microwave can). I cut one up into strips, breaded them, and sauteed them into chicken fingers, which were served with some of the rice from the fridge and a banana. Kids fed–awesome.

While they ate, I butterflied the remaining breasts all the way through, to create four thin pieces out of the two whole breasts. Those went into the fridge, and I pulled my double grill pan out of the cabinet and set it on the stove. When I went upstairs to brush teeth and say goodnight to the not-so-little ones, I flipped the burner under the pan to medium-high; cast iron takes awhile to heat up, and the 10 minutes I was upstairs was perfect. I also pulled the chicken back onto the counter so it could come up to room temperature a little bit.

Back downstairs after kid bedtime, I sprayed the grill with olive oil spray and put the chicken on it to start cooking. While that went on, I chopped up the cucumber and tomato for our salad. Waited five minutes, flipped the chicken over, and started brushing it with barbecue sauce (I like Kraft honey barbecue, but that’s me).

Long and short, the chicken cooked, I heated up the rice, and we had dinner on the table by 8:15. Which is not bad at all for a hurricane day. Tonight, we’ll have leftovers; I have a class until 8 and need to shower after, so popping a plate in the microwave will be the only way we’ll eat at a remotely reasonable time.

Anyone else have great strategies for crazy-busy days? I’d love to hear them.

Rainy-Day Baked Eggs

18 Aug

I woke up to the sound of rain poundingĀ against the house this morning. We live in a 70-year-old Cape Cod with a steep-pitched roof, and rain like this is deafening up in my room. It’s an all-day rain, too. Soaking.

Were it five degrees cooler outside, I’d break out a pair of old, faded jeans and one of my well-worn college sweatshirts. There are definite plans for a hot cup of tea and a half-hour’s curl-up with a book in my favorite stuffed chair later, and we’ll be digging into my double-top-secret toy stash this afternoon to keep all the short people occupied and content.

It’s a day for comfort food, and that starts with breakfast. Today’s recipe is baked eggs, which are warm and soft and subtle, and emerge from the oven in round ramekins or ovenproof mugs that fit in your hand just perfectly on a cold, wet day like today.

These are super easy–if you can break an egg, you can make these–but they do take a little while in the oven. Get them prepped and baking and go take your shower. By the time you’re dry and dressed, your breakfast will be waiting.

They’re also very simple to customize. Like ham? Dice some up and layer it into the bottom of your dish. Tomato? Same thing. Anything you’d put in an omelet is great in these–spinach, mushrooms, bacon, onions, you name it. And it’s delicious with just a few tablespoons of jarred spaghetti sauce on that first layer in the dish. Promise.

Baked eggs are a great brunch dish if you have individual ramekins for everyone, and they’re fun to prepare like an omelet bar, letting everyone choose their fillings before you pop them into the oven for a few minutes. You can do these with a single egg or two egg whites and an egg; just decrease your baking time accordingly.

You want to pull these out of the oven when they’re slightly undercooked, as the heat from the ramekin or mug will finish them off. I like mine the texture of poached eggs, with a cooked-but-runny yolk and set whites, but you can make these to any doneness that makes you happy.

They’re happy eggs. The perfect way to start a rainy day (or any day, really). I hope you like them.

To make baked eggs, you’ll need:

Two eggs or a combination of eggs and whites, or one egg (reduce cooking time in half)

A few slices of fresh tomato, or a few tablespoons of marinara or tomato sauce, or a few tablespoons of drained canned diced tomatoes…or some other bottom layer (tomato and spinach or basil, ham, mushrooms, whatever)

Heat your oven to 375 degrees. Spray a ramekin or ovenproof mug with olive oil.

Line the bottom of your dish or mug with your bottom layers–the tomatoes, veggies, or meat, or combination of all of the above. Break eggs into the dish on top of them, and sprinkle the top with parmesan if you want a nice crust.

Put your ramekin into the oven on a baking sheet (to save yourself any possible mess) and bake it about 15 – 20 minutes for two eggs, or until they’re slightly underdone. Remove from oven and let cool for a few minutes before you eat.

Birthday Shout-Out

17 Aug

I’m 40.


Today, I’m 40. How the hell did that happen?

I am not complaining by any stretch–my dear friend died this year at 37, so every year I get now feels like a bonus. I made it to 40! Yay me! DH took me to Central Michel Richard, which was wonderful and amazing and such fun! And my super sweet, , awesome group of close girlfriends threw me a wonderful surprise dinner last night, with delicious food and lots of wine (and a margarita–thanks Amy!) and a whole pile of amazing gifts that were perfect, just for me. I am still overwhelmed and feeling super blessed to be surrounded by such thoughtful, generous, heart-filling friends.

I’m giving myself a gift today. I’m cheating on you all. I mean, I’m not off sending recipes to my other blog buddies or anything, but I’m recycling an idea from an email exchange I had with a high school friend yesterday. She’s throwing a food-themed party for her daughter and asked if I had any ideas for desserts that might be fun and get the 10 year olds involved.

I thought about it and came up with an idea my friend said she liked (although maybe she was just being nice…I never know). It’s pasted below. I’m off to lunch downtown with my family, feeling very blessed. Even at 40.

The food party dessert idea:

Have you watched Chopped or Food Network Challenge or Iron Chef? You know how they get baskets with “mystery ingredients” that they have to use?

Give each girl a “mystery ingredient,” but make them different so they don’t all come back with the same thing. Somebody gets a banana, somebody gets peanut butter, somebody gets maraschino cherries, etc. Put them on teams of two or three if you have a lot, with each team having its own ingredient, but where each girl makes her own thing.

You start out with pre-mixed up brownie batter and some cupcake liners–the foil or silicone if you can get them. And then you have your “pantry” with other things–ice cream, whipped cream, crushed peppermint, crushed oreos, mini-marshmallows, M&Ms, etc. And it’s like Iron Chef. The girls each make a dessert that must use the mystery ingredient, in combination with anything else they want. So they could bake their ingredients into a brownie cupcake (which is what you’re making with the tins and the brownie batter) or they can bake a plain old brownie cupcake and top it, or crumble it into something, or whatever.

They can mix the brownies with whatever creations they want while the pizzas bake, and then you bake off the brownies while they eat, and then they come back to assemble their finished dessert at the end. Each girl talks about her dessert to the “judges” (you or the other girls) and then there are prizes, all that sort of thing.

Perfect Roast Chicken

16 Aug

There’s a reason rotisserie chicken has taken off in popularity in recent years: cooked right, it’s perhaps the ultimate comfort food. It reminds us of dinner at Grandma’s house with the whole family gathered around. The perfect roast chicken is a thing of beauty, and it’s among the dishes I crave when life gets a little rough around the edges.

Roasting a chicken sounds so simple that it’s surprising when the bird emerges from the oven either too dry or not cooked enough. Juicy meat and a crispy skin are the hallmarks of perfect roast chicken, and it can be tricky to achieve both of those things in a home oven.

I started making whole roast chicken about three years ago, when my kids started really enjoying grown-up food. They eat the legs and thighs and DH and I enjoy the wings and breasts, and for about $7 and the cost of some vegetables, our family eats for two nights. You can’t beat that.

I started out with a recipe from Michel Richard (**swoon**) that involved lemons and onion and had you start the chicken out in a 350 degree oven for an hour, take the bird out and crank the hot-box up 100 degrees, and finish it at the higher temperature, to give you that prized juicy/crispy combo. It was delicious, but a little more involved and time-consuming than I was looking for with two kids running around and a business to keep moving.

Then I tried a recipe from Ina Garten that whipped the time-consuming part and did produce the juicy/crispy thing, but didn’t have the same amazing flavor of Richard’s bird. So these days, I combine the two recipes, using Richard’s seasoning and ingredients with Garten’s oven technique. And voila–the perfect roast chicken (in my humble opinion, of course).

You’ll notice I don’t truss my bird, and I don’t see any reason to. The lemon will stay put in the cavity and hold everything else in there, and the wings won’t burn if you make sure they’re tucked underneath before the chicken goes into the oven. Why spend time with twine?

You also don’t need a roasting rack. I have one. It’s at the very tippy-top of my pantry, where I need a chair to get it down. I pull it out to make turkey at the holidays and that’s it. Laying your chicken directly on sliced onion and the vegetables of your choice (un-peeled garlic is amazing too) gives it tons of flavor and lifts it plenty high enough to be out of its own drippings. That’s a Michel Richard trick, and I swear by it.

A lesson I learned: We all love olive oil. I know. Me too. But you can’t substitute olive oil for butter in this recipe. I mean, you can, but it’s going to trash your oven. The oil will spatter and spit all over the place. If I don’t have time for a three-hour roast chicken, I absolutely don’t have time to be scrubbing out my oven afterwards. So stick with the butter this time around. And do that even if you’re not going to eat the chicken skin. It helps seal in the juices into the meat, and we want that very much.

The other key to this is to pull your chicken out of the oven and let it rest a good 20 minutes before you think about it any further. Don’t touch it. Ignore that bird! Let the juices settle in there before you go attacking it with a knife. It won’t get cold, I promise, and you’ll be rewarded with a much more delicious meal. You can tent it with foil while you wait if you want, but it’ll de-crisp the skin a bit.

This is a great meal to take to someone who’s had a baby or is facing an illness. Pair it with some honey-roasted sweet potatoes and a green salad, and you’ve got a comforting dinner that almost everyone will love. I don’t salt or pepper my bird, but feel free to do that if you want a traditional rotisserie taste to the skin.

To make my favorite roast chicken, you’ll need:

1 lemon, quartered

1 head of garlic, outer paper removed and cut in half width-wise (so the cloves are halved but the halves of the head stay intact)

1 large or 2 medium yellow onions, peeled and sliced thickly (leave the rings together)

3 or 4 sprigs of fresh thyme

2 tablespoons of butter, melted.

1 roasting chicken (whatever size your family will eat)

Pre-heat your oven to 425 degrees. Coat a 9 x 13 pan (I prefer a Pyrex dish) with cooking spray.

Line the dish with your onion slices. If you wish, add some baby carrots or potatoes to the onion.

Remove the neck and giblets from the cavity of your chicken. Rinse and pat it dry. Stuff the cavity with two quarters of the lemon, half the garlic, the thyme, and then the other half garlic and lemons.

Brush the melted butter all over the chicken, and lay it on the vegetables breast-side down, tucking the wing tips underneath. Move the whole dish to the oven and roast for 1 – 2 hours, until a thermometer inserted into the center of the thigh reads 165 degrees and the juices run clear.

Remove the chicken from the oven. Let it rest at least 20 minutes before you empty the cavity (discard the contents) and slice the bird for serving.


ps–You can do this in the Crockpot. Prepare the bird the same way with the butter and the veggies inside, and then lay it on top of the onions in your slow cooker. Let it go at least 8 hours. You won’t get the crispy brown skin and it’ll have a slightly different texture to the meat, but it’s still delicious. This is especially great if you want the meat for another recipe (enchiladas, soup, etc) because it’s particularly tender cooked this way.

Turkey Meatloaf a la Ina Garten

13 Aug

Everybody loves this recipe.

Even if you’re not a turkey lover, this recipe will delight you–I promise. It’s pretty simple to prepare, tastes absolutely divine, and is gobbled down by even the pickiest child.

This one started as a Barefoot Contessa recipe, and it’s pretty much still hers. Hers, though, kicks off with five pounds of turkey. And that’s an absolute boatload of meat–I can’t imagine going through that much food outside of a picnic or something (and you could absolutely serve this for a casual party–it’s delicious). I could halve it, but my grocery store only sells ground turkey by the pound or in three-pound packages. So three pounds it is.

Three pounds is still a ton of food. My family can easily eat this for three dinners. But this is also great cold on sandwiches and it freezes just perfectly, so I cut slices and wrap them individually and pop them into the icebox for future “TV dinners” on rushed nights.

A note on the tomato paste: Don’t you hate recipes that call for a tablespoon or such? Yeah, me too. But my grocery store has started selling tomato paste in tubes, like toothpaste, that keep perfectly in the fridge for a long time. It’s not with the canned tomato paste (God forbid it be simple) but up on a top shelf with the canned grated Parmesan and pizza sauce and artichokes. Give a look-see at your store. If they don’t carry it, canned tomato paste also freezes really well; take it out of the can and pop it in a freezer bag.

I made this today for my brother and sister-in-law who had a baby this morning (Yay!!), because it tastes good and is super comforting and is great in the freezer and microwave, and it’s great for nursing moms (no real spices or veggies to upset little tummies). I hope your family enjoys it too.

To make a big meatloaf, you’ll need:

1 medium onion, chopped (I ran mine through the Cuisinart)

1 tbsp olive oil

1 tsp salt (I omit this, but Barefoot calls for it)

1/2 tsp pepper

1/2 tsp dried thyme

3/4 of a 1/3 cup measure of Worcestershire sauce (how’s that for proper measuring?)

1/2 cup chicken broth or stock

1 tsp tomato paste

3 pounds ground turkey

1 cup bread crumbs (I like Italian style)

2 large eggs, beaten


Preheat your oven to 325 degrees and line a large baking sheet (with a lip around the edges) with parchment paper or foil sprayed with cooking spray.

In a medium pan over medium heat, cook the onions, oil, salt, pepper, and thyme until they’re transluscent and soft, about 10 minutes. Add the Worcester, chicken broth and tomato paste and stir together. Remove from heat and let cool until you can touch it.

With your hands (oh stop–you’ll survive), gently fold together the turkey, eggs, bread crumbs, and onion mixture in a large bowl. DO NOT squeeze the meat unless you enjoy tough meatloaf. Fold it gently until it’s mixed and then stop.

Form the meat into a loaf on the sheet pan (mine runs lengthwise end to end, all the way). Spread ketchup over the top of the loaf and bake for 90 minutes, or until it reaches an internal temperature of 160 degrees. Slice and enjoy.

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