April 16, 2010 § 6 Comments
Hello, Gentle Reader!
I’ve got a special announcement. To counteract the early onset of a midlife crisis, also known as a cooped-up housewife syndrome, I decided that my goal for the future is to turn this blog (or parts of it, anyway) into a cookbook someday – perhaps a hundred years or so from now. I imagine a sort of a Russian-American-Azerbaijani fusion cookbook, with step-by-step pictures, lovely illustrations by an artistically gifted family member, and anecdotes about my cultural transition. It will be a celebration of bright colors and flavors, of sorts, with an emphasis on seasonal, organic, sustainably raised, local, and homegrown foods. Except when it comes to ketchup. And sweetened condensed milk.
(Note that I am aware that I am yet to improve my photographic and photo-editing skills. I’m working on it. Yes.)
But this is not the job I can do without you! You, my Precious Reader, are instrumental to this young site, with your encouragement, support, and, especially, your feedback. That’s why I ask you that if you do try any of the recipes, please take a moment of your precious time and let me know if they turned out or didn’t, what went wrong, how it could be corrected, if something was unclear or misleading, and so forth. Especially if things don’t turn out! Your feedback is what I live for. And thank you, everyone, who’s already commented on/evaluated the recipes in the past!
To that end, consider trying the following recipes that I would like to include:
Pasty Pie with Sharon Smith’s crust (the crust recipe is from Sharon Smith, Jacob’s aunt who is originally from the UP but spent most of her life down South. It’s been generously shared with me by Jacob’s cousin Robyn. Thank you Robyn, this recipe changed my life!)
Russian Pan-Fried Potatoes, a timeless classic
Pasties with Sharon Smith’s Crust
I will continue to add as many not-published-in-other-cookbooks recipes as possible.
Try them, and tell me what you think!
Once again, thanks for coming here and reading about my culinary adventures and the exact amounts of animal manure that pass through my washer on a weekly basis! You make me feel special, manure notwithstanding. Which is especially important when I don’t get as much from my immediate surrounding. Which brings me to the following point – blogging is better than marriage therapy! Not that we need any therapy. But you see what I mean.
Sofya, a Sarah-Palin-meets-Julia-Child-Azerbaijani-Jewish-American-farmwife-mom.
P.S.: I guess there’s always the question of whether the world needs another cookbook, memoir, novel, or any other artistic endeavor. But there’s one thing I know for sure: There’s always room in the bookstore.