June 17, 2011

home

I am home and you know what? - It really does finally feel like home. As opposed to flying 'away' when I boarded the Swiss Air flight bound for Zürich, I felt like I was coming back to something very comfortable, albeit a bit uncertain, but very happy. It sounds silly and cheesy and oh-so already stated, but for us, our sense of 'home' really builds off of the meals we share together. I didn't want jet lag to get in the way of a home cooked dinner, especially since Zach has been eating Brezel Konig (pretzel king) for every meal since I left, so the first thing I did was take a nap when I got back and then went to the store. I was in the mood for something on the healthier side, and our friend Jess who is staying with us is gluten free, so I bought my first bag of quinoa and set about to make something summery and refreshing. I found a recipe on 101cookbooks and quickly pulled something together before Zach got home from work. The pesto quinoa with corn and roasted tomatoes was delicious! I think it might even be better tomorrow.
I was planning on writing more, but Zach has set his alarm for 5:15 tomorrow morning so we can get on the early train to Ascona. His friend is playing in the women's golf Swiss open and he is going to caddy for her, which he is uber excited about. So off I go to bed. Happy Friday everyone and hope you all have fun plans for the weekend.

June 16, 2011

from shore to shore...

Making the trip from Connecticut to Zürich once again tonight on my go-to Swiss 9pm flight. Hello Mr. Ambien I'll be seeing you later (must remember to pack Ambien.) Running around like a crazy woman trying to remember to pack everything. You're thinking 'She's only been in the states for a week, what on earth is she packing,' well the brown sugar and the chocolate chips have to go somewhere in my suitcase, and so does the scanner I bought and the architecture supplies and the new cookbooks... eeek. I'm definitely going to be paying the $50 extra bag fees this time back. Whooopsy daisy.

Okay must run and pack, but I'll be posting again soon from lovely Switzerland.

June 14, 2011

mix & match: cookies, parks and cats

American butter, not as good as Swiss butter, but it sure makes a delicious chocolate chip cookie. While you've been sitting there refreshing your house-to-haus page and bitting your nails as you anxiously wait for a new post (wishful thinking) I've been making and eating, chocolate chip cookies. Mmmm! Friday was my friend Kerry's birthday so I quickly baked a few batches of cookies before heading into the city to see her for a little birthday dinner complete with well salted margaritas and gooey enchiladas.
The dough is almost as good as the cookie. Actually, I think it might be better than the cooled, cripsy cookie, but it's definitely not as good as the fresh out of the oven cookie.

I found the recipe on epicurious after searching chocolate chip cookies and then sorting by ratings.

- 3 cups all purpose flour
- 1 1/2 tsp baking soda
- 1 1/2 tsp salt
- 2 sticks butter, melted and completely cooled (if not cooled it will melt the sugar resulting in a gooey mess and not a fluffy sugar/butter mixture)
- 1 1/2 cups light brown sugar
- 1 cup granulated sugar
- 3 large eggs
- 1 1/2 tsp vanilla
- 2 cups semi-sweet chocolate chips

Preheat the oven to 375 and line two baking sheets with parchment paper

Mix the flour, baking soda and salt in a small bowl and set aside. In the bowl of a standing mixer beat together the sugars and butter at high speed until light and fluffy, roughly 3 minutes. Beat one of the eggs in a small bowl and add 1 3/4 tbsp of it plus the 2 whole eggs to the butter mixture. Mix until creamy in consistency. Add the vanilla. Reduce the speed to low and slowly add in the flour mixture, beating until blended. Once the flour has been mixed in, add the chips.

Use a teaspoon or tablespoon (depending on how big you want the cookies to be) to scoop the dough on to the baking sheet. Bake one sheet at a time for about 11-13 minutes or until cookies are golden in color.
After we each ate at least three cookies, Ker and I headed to the West side to check out the expansion of the Highline. It was certainly a popular place to be on a steamy afternoon in NYC. I'd say there were as many people with cameras as without them so at least I didn't feel uber touristy with mine hanging around my neck.
After cookies and margaritas on Friday, I headed up to Deerfield for my 10 year reunion. Unfortunately the weather was crummy and there wasn't much to do indoors, but it was great catching up with everyone. On Sunday I stopped in New Haven on my way to Greenwich and that is where I met Mr.Furs. The most amazing cat on the planet. If you have a cat and are currently thinking that your cat is the most amazing cat, you're wrong, it's Mr. Furs. He is the most personable cat I've ever met.
If Zach wasn't terribly allergic I would have already called the breeder and put my name on the waitlist, or I would have just stollen Furs from my friends.

I hope this little post has satiated your what-the-heck-is-talley-up-to questions. Ooo and I've been working my way through all of the wonderful book suggestions I received last week. I finished The Bucolic Plague last night and now I officially want a farm with goats and gardens. Now on to Swamplandia!



June 09, 2011

land of the free and home of the hamburger

Jetlag is no competition for a hamburger. I forced myself to stay up until almost 10pm (4am Zürich time) so that I could enjoy a hamburger, fresh off the grill and covered in good old Heinz ketchup. It was delicious. Granted in the face of severe sleepiness and the fact that it was my eighth meal of the day I could only eat about three bites, but those three bites were full of the flavors of an American summer. In truth the corn salad with red onion and avocado and the cherry-laced green salad were almost better than the burger. I love corn salad. I wonder if I'll see corn in the Swiss markets, for some reason I don't think so. 

One thing I hope I never see in Zürich are these crazy hot and humid days. It is 98 today. 98 freaking degrees and with 130% humidity. The minute I stepped off the plane yesterday, in my sweater and jeans, I was overwhelmed by the  heat. Absolutely miserable. Put me on the beach, next to the breaking waves, and I'd be happy, but it doesn't look like that is on the agenda this trip - some trips to the steamy hot city and lovely toasty New Haven yes, but the ocean, no. The ocean will have to wait for another trip, of which I might be making many this summer based on my current visa situation. I have used up 47 of the 90 days that I am allowed to be in Switzerland from April until September, so until my spouse visa comes through (application isn't even in yet and it takes 8-10 weeks to get) I will have to ration my time in Switzerland. 
That's Molly at the door. When she's outside she wants to come inside and when she's inside she want's to go out. She's always the one that rings the bell to go out and the one to scratch the door to come in. Ellie, sitting on the wall behind her just sits quietly and waits for us to answer Molly's calls. I wish we could have dogs in Zürich, but it would really limit our ability to travel on the weekends. 
My mom asked what she should put in the salad, and I think I said strawberries, but she heard cherries, or perhaps she is so enamored with my cherry pie that she has cherries on the mind, but anyway she bought cherries and so into the salad they went. "ooo ooo ooo a squirel!" thinks Molly...meanwhile I'm thinking "mmm mmm mmm bbq'd chicken"
Zach if you are reading this, I hope it inspires you to go out and buy a grill this weekend! Think of all the hamburgers we could make! If you buy a grill, I'll bring back cheddar cheese in my suitcase. 
I never think to grill shrimp, but once we have our grill (hint hint Zach) I'm going to grill shrimp a couple times a week. They were marinated with lemon juice and a cesar-ish dressing - scrumptious! Is it weird that I like shrimp, but hate lobster? I know, a New Englander who hates lobster! I just really don't like the texture. Shrimp are so little and bite size and I think it might be something about the scale of lobster that I don't like. Now that I type this I don't even know when the last time I tried lobster. Maybe when I'm at the beach later this summer I'll buy a lobster, smoother it in butter, and give it another try. Or perhaps I'll try a lobster roll, people seem to love those...
The party lights from our engagement party last september are still up! Last night was the inaugural lighting of the summer season. 

So I've had the good old American hamburger and now I have my eyes/stomach set on some Mexican and some sushi!