{"id":1366,"date":"2007-11-27T00:25:00","date_gmt":"2007-11-27T00:25:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/elitemporaryblog.wordpress.com\/2007\/11\/27\/refilled-and-refueled"},"modified":"2007-11-27T00:25:00","modified_gmt":"2007-11-27T00:25:00","slug":"refilled-and-refueled","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/orangette.net\/2007\/11\/refilled-and-refueled\/","title":{"rendered":"Refilled and refueled"},"content":{"rendered":"

Oh my<\/span>. That was nice.<\/p>\n

It may have swooped down suddenly<\/a> upon me, but Thanksgiving landed with a gentle bump and the merest, softest sigh. It was quiet and slow, with plenty of time for cookies and wine and \u201cPass the Baby\u201d (our favorite game when there\u2019s an infant around, namely my niece Mia) and slices of pie for breakfast. Over the course of five days, some of us never even left the house, and those who did went only for important things like green beans, brownies, beer, and walks around the neighborhood. Brandon wore pajamas for two days straight. We slept on an egg crate mattress pad in the living room, and the flue in the fireplace wouldn\u2019t shut, so cold air billowed through the room, but under two blankets and one fuzzy throw, we slept until almost eleven every morning. I don\u2019t know the last time I slept that late, except maybe the morning after my senior prom. It was just what I needed.<\/p>\n

Of course, there was also a roasted turkey with lemon slices tucked under its skin, which I needed too. And my mother\u2019s stuffing with pork sausage and spinach and almonds and brandy, which I promise to tell you more about someday, because it really is the absolute best. Then there were Brandon\u2019s trademark mashed potatoes moistened with a puree of caramelized onions and roasted garlic, and hashed Brussels sprouts with poppy seeds and lemon<\/a>. There was also butternut squash roasted with chickpeas and curry<\/a>, and cranberry sauce with red Zinfandel and orange peel, and cranberry chutney with crystallized ginger<\/a>, and apple crisp and pecan pie. If you\u2019ll believe it, we actually forgot(!) to buy shortening for the biscuits<\/a>(!), so they had to wait a day, until Friday, but in the end, it worked out even better. They were just the thing to go with our day-after turkey soup, made with stock from the simmered carcass, carrots, celery, and cubes of butternut squash. I made two batches of biscuits, but I should have made more, because some of us – though I won\u2019t say who – got a little snarly at the table, sparring for the last few.<\/p>\n

I\u2019m telling you, there\u2019s nothing to settle a person back into herself like five days under her mother\u2019s roof, some Lillet<\/a> on the rocks, a lot of food, and a husband who spends the better part of two days reading her manuscript and even says nice things about it, bless him, when he\u2019s through. I still have a lot of work ahead of me, but I feel ready for the holidays, refilled and refueled, ready to put a pot of mulled cider on the stove and make the house smell like December.<\/p>\n

And speaking of refueling, since you\u2019ve been so kind to me lately – or, really, actually, all the time – I want to give you a recipe today that I\u2019m especially pleased with. It\u2019s a pasta dish with Brussels sprouts – \u2018tis the season, you know; we\u2019ve all got some knocking around the crisper drawer these days – and toasted pine nuts, bound together with the barest slip of cream. I think you\u2019re going to like it. I sure do.<\/p>\n

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Those of you who subscribe to Gourmet<\/span> might have noticed something similar<\/a> in the November issue. That\u2019s where I found the inspiration for this. It was tucked away in the \u201cTen Minute Mains\u201d section: a pithy recipe for fettuccine with Brussels sprouts and pine nuts, an unassuming little ditty that, to tell you the truth, I almost completely skipped over. But my friend Olaiya<\/a> made it, tweaking it slightly, and with all sorts of superlatives, told me how good it was. And she was right: it\u2019s really terrific. A keeper, for sure. It\u2019s my newest standby dinner. (The leftovers make a nice lunch too, but that\u2019s just icing on the cake.)<\/p>\n

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It may not be much to look at, but the combination of Brussels sprouts and pine nuts is an inspired one, I assure you. They\u2019re lovely on their own, but together, the fragrant, toasty nuts highlight and boost the sprouts\u2019 naturally nutty qualities. They make for a flavor that\u2019s almost addictive, which is a lot to say for a pasta dish. (I usually reserve that kind of praise for things involving chocolate.) In the original version of the recipe, the pine nuts were to be cooked with the Brussels sprouts, which made them a bit soggy for my taste, so I tweaked the method to toast the pine nuts separately, allowing them to hold onto their delicate crunch. I also added a dash of cream at the end for a dose of moisture, richness, and oomph. It\u2019s the sort of thing you\u2019ll want to make on many a chilly night, before you fire up a batch of apple butter<\/a> or a batch of sabl\u00e9s<\/span><\/a>. I know I will.<\/p>\n

Pasta with Hashed Brussels Sprouts and Pine Nuts<\/span>
Adapted from Gourmet<\/span>, November 2007<\/p>\n

\u00be lb. Brussels sprouts, trimmed
3 Tbsp. pine nuts
\u00bd lb. dried pasta, preferably fettuccine or another long noodle
2 Tbsp. olive oil
2 Tbsp. unsalted butter
\u00bd tsp. salt
1 Tbsp. heavy cream
Parmigiano-Reggiano, for serving<\/p>\n

In a food processor fitted with the slicing disk, slice the Brussels sprouts into a fine hash. Set aside.<\/p>\n

Place a large pot of salted water over high heat.<\/p>\n

While the water is heating, prepare the pine nuts. Place a large heavy skillet over medium heat. When the pan is warm, add the pine nuts and, shaking the pan frequently, toast until golden and fragrant. (Careful: they burn easily.) Transfer to a bowl or small plate, and set aside. Set the pan aside as well, but do not wash it: you\u2019ll use it again in a minute.<\/p>\n

When the water boils, add the pasta and cook until al dente.<\/p>\n

While the pasta cooks, prepare the Brussels sprouts. Return the skillet to the stove, and place over medium-high heat. You want it to get quite hot. Add the olive oil and butter. When the butter has melted \u2013 it\u2019s okay if it browns a little; mine did \u2013 add the Brussels sprouts and salt. Saut\u00e9, stirring frequently, until bright green and just tender, about 4 minutes.<\/p>\n

If the pasta is ready at this point, drain it, reserving \u00bc cup cooking water, and add it to the skillet with the cooked Brussels sprouts. Alternatively, if the pasta is not yet ready, transfer the sprouts to a large bowl. (You don\u2019t want them to sit in the hot pan too long.) Either way, when the pasta is ready, toss it with the sprouts. Add the pine nuts and cream, and toss again. If the pasta seems a bit dry, add a splash or two of the cooking water.<\/p>\n

Serve immediately, with grated Parmigiano-Reggiano and additional salt at the table.<\/p>\n

Yield: 4 servings<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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