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Rooty Tooty

2009-11-21T11:40:00.000-08:00

Happy fall everybody! For those of you not fortunate enough to be in Chicago (yeah, I said it) you are missing out on a GORGEOUS sunny fall, which is relatively rare since autumn in Chicago is usually synonymous with rain and misery. Anyway, I decided to do a little seasonal cooking in celebration of the lovely weather. I've recently developed a habit of trying to replicate recipes that I've had at restaurants. It's a fun thing to do because it: 1) allows me to test how good/bad my palette really is and 2) allows me to eat the same stuff for waaaay less money. So, my inspiration for this recipe came from the ever popular Andersonville brunch spot, m. henry http://www.mhenry.net/. Last winter I had their root vegetable hash with andouille sausage and polenta and it was nothing short of a-mazing. (Sidebar: there is an adorable trio of little girls at the next table discussing the pros and cons of owning a Chihuahua. So far they've settled on the fact that it's a waste of money to own a dog that requires clothes. Smart girls). Anyway, I decided to try my hand at a root vegetable hash, but I've replaced the andouille with a homemade apple garlic sausage and cut out the polenta all together. As much as I try to jump on the polenta train, at the end of the day, it just doesn't snap my bean. I also poached an egg and made a spicy maple crema to sauce it up a little. Let me preface this post by saying this is a freaking tedious labor intensive dish but it will feed you for well over a week for about $25 out the door, so suck it up, k? Okay, let's do this.

Root Vegetable Hash w/ Apple Garlic Sausage, Poached Egg and Spicy Maple Crema

THE HASH

3 carrots

2 medium beets
2 large parsnips
2 medium/ large sweet potatoes
2 medium/ large russet potatoes
1 large yellow onion
2 small apples
olive oil
kosher salt
fresh cracked pepper
cumin

PREPARATION

Clean and peel all of the vegetables (you can leave the skins on the russets). [Note: This is the effing tedious part] Your fingers will be red, 'cuz that's how beets roll.

Chop the carrots, parsnips, sweet potatoes, beets, russets and onion into a 1/2 in x 1/2 in dice and chop the apples in large wedges (it's okay to leave the skin and seeds, you'll be removing them later. (Try to make it as uniform as possible so it roasts evenly.

From fug to fab. For real.

Toss with olive oil and generously season with salt and pepper and cumin (just a little bit) and spread on a large baking pan.

Don't mess with the veggies too much or the beets will
bleed all over the other roots, and that's unsanitary.

4. Cover and bake at 375 degrees for 15-20min

5. Turn veggies and return to oven for another 15-20 or until fork tender with golden brown edges.

6. Remove from oven, pick out apple slices and put aside.

Resist the urge to eat it like this, unless you're a vegan.
if you are a vegan, eat this now and head for the hills
because about we're about to get our exploitation on
with your animal friends.

THE SAUSAGE

1/2 lb. ground chicken
1/2 lb. ground pork
2 small green apples (peeled and chopped)
3 cloves minced garlic
1/2 small yellow onion chopped
paprika
sage
thyme
salt
pepper
olive oil

PREPARATION

Saute apples, onions and garlic until golden brown and soft.

In a large bowl, combine chicken, pork, apple mixture and seasonings

Either form into patties to cook (which I did here) OR tear off small pieces to make a "loose sausage" (which actually works better with the hash because you can throw the vegetable mixture back into the pan with the sausage and the finished product = sausage in every bite with minimal effort on the eater's behalf)

SPICY MAPLE CREMA

4 tbs creme fraiche
1 tsp sriracha
1/2 tsp maple syrup OR brown sugar
1/4 tsp tomato paste
1/2 tsp salt

PREPARATION

Ummm...mix it up with a spoon and put it on your food.

POACHED EGG

I'm too lazy to give you explicit directions on how to poach an egg, but a good way to keep the white from going everywhere and making eggs that look like Dementors (Yep, simile Harry Potter style), is to add a little vinegar to the poaching liquid.

Once you've finished all the components, drizzle the crema on a plate and top it with the egg and some chives (for color) and enjoy the hell out of a delicious, cheap seasonal meal. (You can also sprinkle some queso fresco on the plate if you're feeling frisky. As you can see, I was, indeed, feeling frisky).

You're Welcome

Sacre Bleu!

2009-10-01T09:14:00.001-07:00

As I posted (nearly a year ago), I took myself on a trip to France in February of '09. One of my teammates from Australia got herself a gig playing in a little town called Challes Les Eaux in Savoie in the Rhone-Alpes (the French Alps). It wasn't a long trip but I managed to eat more bread than I'd eaten all year, make a couple of decent dinners and take barely ANY pictures of the food. Let's hear it for my priorities--woot, woot! So, to ameliorate (I recently rocked the GRE verbal section) the lack of food pictures, I'll post some travel ones instead.

Carly and Me with a view of Chambery and the French Alps

I spent most of my time in Chambery and Challes, but I did make it over to Lyon for a solo day trip and Paris for a weekend with what amounted to be 2/3 of the Opals squad (that's the Australian Women's National Basketball Team for any sub-rock readers). Anyway, the trip was less about food and more about me travelling on my own and blowing seven years of dust off of my french skills. Because of that, I took pictures of food that more or less represented my being there and didn't focus as much on getting shots for the blog. My bad.

I did manage to get a picture of the first thing I ate in France at the world renowned culinary mecca known as Charles De Gaulle Airport.

Quiche avec des epinards et des tomates (Spinach and Tomato Quiche)

Truthfully, my first meal in France did not taste good. This was partially my fault as I failed to notice the microwave sitting next to the napkin/utensil station--so I ate it cold like the stupid American neanderthal the French expected me to be. Secondly, airport food is airport food no matter where you go. I'm sure you're wondering why I couldn't wait to get to my final destination to tuck into a hearty bowl of cassoulet or a plate of steak frites at the very least. Well, long story short, my connecting flight to Lyon was delayed six different times over the course of five hours and finally cancelled (each of these transactions occuring ONLY in french, mind you). So, I not only purchased this lovely quiche, but I also got a manicure, a pedicure and a head massage. Finally, Air France put us all on a TGV train to Lyon and I got in about nine hours late. It was awesome. Anyway, your first bite in a country is your first bite in a country, right or wrong, good or bad--it needs to be documented.

I spent the next couple of days around Challes recouperating from jetlag (Europe always messes me up; Australia never did). During that time I got some shots from Carly's apartment and I got to go to one of her games and watch her ballin' French style.

View #1 from Carly's balcony

View #2 from Carly's balcony

View #3 from Carly's balcony

Carly ballin'

After a couple days of recouperation, I was able to pull myself together to cook a proper french meal for my gracious host. I decided to do a surf and turf inspired meal with moules mariniere and steak with a shallot pan gravy. I threw a quick salad together and made sure we had plenty of bread for dipping while Carly opened one of her many bottles of red from the Savoie wineries. The highlight of the meal? We ate in our PJs.

Recipe for Moules Mariniere below

My gracious host

After seeing the sites of Chambery (If you really want all of my photos, go to my Facebook page) I decided that it was time for me to head over to Lyon, France's Second City. I had no plans and no direction--I merely had a bus and train schedule and my camera. It was my first time out in a big foreign city completely alone and it was AMAZING. What I learned, however, is that the Lyonnaise do not like people taking pictures of their food. I was told off more than once for pulling out my camera to take pictures of storefronts and even my own plate of food that I had paid for. Alas, most of the pictures from my day in Lyon are architectural in nature. At least I got a picture of my breakfast.

Breakfast and entertainment for the train ride to Lyon (saucisson de la rosette)

Now, I'm not a big fan of cured meat outside of bacon--I know take my foodie card away. I just don't like an excess of fat or salt on my meat. However, the cured meats that you find in France are unlike anything you can find in the US. I ate more salamis and sausages during my day in Lyon than I care to admit. I also had more than one crepe while walking around. Banana and Nutella? Yes please! Creme Fraiche, Smoked Salmon and Dill? Don't mind if I do! It was so much fun using my French and being on my own out there--but it was nearly impossible to walk, eat and take pictures of what I was eating; and it was winter, people. No people watching at outdoor cafes for this girl. I had to keep moving. Anyway, here's the obilgatory Lyon picture.

There are better pictures, but none are quite as direct.

Just before I left for Lyon, Carly and I decided that we would go to Paris to meet up with the other Aussie girls who had contracts in France. It was perfect since the league had the weekend off and my flight departed from Paris. While we were in Paris, however, I must admit that I broke the cardinal rule of international travellers. I ate at McDonald's. Hear me out--I was with five Australians who were homesick beyond belief and wanted nothing more than a familiar lunch while we covered the entirety of La Rive Droite on foot. I was outnumbered, so I relented and got the least American thing I could find on the menu.

La P'tit Moutarde

It wasn't even that french. Just a cheeseburger on ciabatta with grainy dijon mustard on it. It was actually kind of gross--almost as gross as the thought of drinking a beer with McDonald's food. Anyway, like I said--Paris wasn't about food this time. It was about being in freaking PARIS!

Le Tour Eiffel and my loser mittens.

The entire weekend in Paris crew

So, that's my brief (sort of) food related (sort of) rundown of my time in France. I'm glad I went, but I feel like I've got one more trip left in me, and when I get there for the third time I'm eating my way out.

Moules Mariniere

3lbs mussels, rinsed and bearded
3/4 cup dry white wine
3 small shallots minced
1 clove garlic minced
1/2 stick unsalted butter
1/2 cup flat leaf parsley leaves, chopped
1/2 cup tomatos finely diced

PREPARATION

Place wine 1/2 cup of wine in a large pot over medium-high heat
Add shallots and garlic to a low boil
Once boiling add mussels
Place lid over pot and press lid down to keep steam from escaping ocassionally shaking pan until all mussels have opened. (5-7 min)
Remove mussels from steaming liquid and place in a large bowl. Discard any mussels that are still closed.
With steaming liquid over medium-low heat, whisk in butter and add the remainder of wine. Let simmer for 1-2 min.
Pour butter sauce over mussels in bowl
Garnish with chopped parsley and tomatoes

**Serve with crusty bread for dipping.

Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel

2009-10-01T07:47:00.000-07:00

So, lets go back in time about ten months to December of '08. It was Christmas Eve and per the Cargle tradition my family got together and made non-traditional finger foods for dinner. Last year it was mini corned beef sandwiches, this year it was homemade pizzas. I, however, wanted to do something that was both traditional and non-traditional. So I decided to make potato latkes, (or potato pancakes for those of you living under a rock) since it's a traditional winter holiday meal for someone's family--just not mine.

Now, it's no secret I'm a big freakin shiksa (that's a non-Jewish woman for my rock dwelling friends) and though I've had many a latke in my life, they were all so different that I had no idea where to start. All I knew is that I wanted them to be dense yet tender in the middle, crispy around the edges and just a little bit sweet. So, to the internet I went to find the recipe that would get me those results. I found recipes telling me to use everything from parsnips to pre-shredded hashbrowns (No dice, Sandra Lee). So, I decided to go simple and look at the common denominators. Potatoes, onion, egg, oil. They came out alright. I mean, how does one screw up fried potato and onion. It's pretty damned impossible. They were missing something, though. They lacked the soulfulness and comfort you get when you eat a perfect latke at a Jewish deli. So, I think I'll leave this dish to the experts.

Potato Latkes

1 pound potatoes

1/2 cup finely chopped onion

1 large egg, lightly beaten

1/2 teaspoon salt

1/2 to 3/4 cup olive oil

PREPARATION

Preheat oven to 250°F.
Peel potatoes and coarsely grate by hand, transferring to a large bowl of cold water as grated. Soak potatoes 1 to 2 minutes after last batch is added to water, then drain well in a colander.
Spread grated potatoes and onion on a kitchen towel and roll up like a jelly-roll. Twist towel and wring out as much liquid as possible.
Transfer potato mixture to a bowl and stir in egg and salt
Heat 1/4 cup oil in a non-stick skillet over medium-high heat until hot but not smoking.
Spoon 2 tablespoons of mixture into the oil in batches of 4, flatten with fork.
Reduce to moderate heat until undersides are browned (5 min or so)
Turn and cook for another 5 min
Transfer to paper towel to drain and season with salt and place in the oven to keep warm.

**You may need to add more oil as you go--eyeball it.

Oh, I also decided to make the traditional garnish of applesauce and sour cream. Okay, I didn't make the sour cream and I actually used creme fraiche, but I definitely made the applesauce from scratch.

Ashly's Homemade Applesauce

2 lbs of Fuji apples peeled, cored and quartered
2 cups of water
2 cups of apple cider
4 tbs butter
3 tbs brown sugar
2 tsp cinnamon
2 tsp nutmeg
1 tsp ground cloves

PREPARATION

Bring water and apple cider to a rolling boil in a large pot
Add apple sections and boil until fork tender (about 10min)
Strain apples through colander and place in bowl
Use potato masher or fork to coarsely mash apples
Incorporate butter and sugar until completely melted
Stir in cinnamon, nutmeg and cloves

**I usually leave lumps in the applesauce and serve it warm. It should be served room temperature at the least or the butter will start to congeal.

Retroactive Hiatus Announcement

2009-10-01T07:39:00.000-07:00

Okay, so it has been a million months since my last post. Life got busy--really busy. Not so busy that I didn't have time to cook, but busy enough that I barely had time to eat what I cooked, much less write about it. I did manage to take some photos (crappy as they may be) of the bright spots over the last several months, however. So, I will post the pics individually instead of dumping them all into this post. With the fall season upon us, my cooking jones is back and I've been playing with the idea of roasted pumpkin ravioli with a pork, apple, pine nut and sage ragout. We'll see if that happens.

Anyway, on to the next post.

Zut Alors!

2009-02-07T13:17:00.000-08:00

Okay, I know it's been like two months, but I have a really, really good reason. You see, in 5 days (FIVE DAYS) I will be leaving the blustery temperatures of Chicago for the blustery temperatures of Challes Les Eaux, Rhone-Alpes. That's France for you non-geography buffs. In anticipation of my trip to France, which may or may not lead to a short trip to Italy, I've been googling menus and recipes non-stop instead of actually cooking. I've already told my friend to expect at least one authentic french home cooked meal, but for the most part I think there will be many, many pictures of bistro meals and street food. I get back on the 22nd, so stay tuned!

P-P-Pancakes (the extra p's are for p-pretzel)

2008-12-21T12:29:00.001-08:00

Okay, okay, I know that there were promises of sea bass and melted leeks, but since I bought my ticket to France (Oh, yeah I'm going to France!), funds have been low. That said, I've been forced to try out slightly cheaper recipes. So, this week you'll have to be satisfied with Pretzel Encrusted Pancakes. FIRST, I need to point out that these were NOT my idea. I am neither that imaginative, nor that stoned. I was, however, very intrigued by them when a couple of my friends ordered them at The Bongo Room for brunch last weekend. At the time I went for the Black Bean and Sweet Potato Breakfast Burrito (and I was not disappointed), but I could not shake the idea of salty little nuggets of pretzel in my pancakes. So, instead of waiting for a couple of hours in the sub-zero Chicago weather, I opted to re-create them myself. The pancakes themselves are pretty straight forward, it was the accompanying white chocolate creme anglais and caramel sauce that presented the biggest challenges (It actually turned out not to be that challenging at all, especially since I cheated and bought caramel sauce. Oh, please--I'm so sure Bongo Room makes their own caramel sauce!). Aaaanyway, I made a batch for my parents, and fried up some bacon at my Dad's request--I don't think the pork made the beauty shots, though. Anyway, it was absolutely delicious, but I imagine this dish would be life altering after a night of hard drinking or ...ummm...other things. Anyway, pics and recipe below.

Pretzel Encrusted Pancakes With White Chocolate Creme Anglais and Caramel Sauce

CREME ANGLAIS

3/4 cups whole milk

3/4 cups heavy cream

1/3 cup granulated sugar

1/2 cup finely chopped white chocolate

3 egg yolks

PANCAKES

2 cups flour

2 tbs baking soda

1 tsp iodized salt

2 eggs

1 1/4 cups milk

2 tbs oil

2 cups crushed pretzel rods

2tbs sea salt

CREME ANGLAIS

Mix sugar and egg yolks together in mixing bowl until smooth and pale yellow
Heat milk and cream in sauce pan until simmering
Slowly whisk warm cream mixture into egg mixture until fully incorporated (don't add the cream too fast and don't let the cream get too hot, or you'll end up with scrambled eggs).
Pour egg and cream mixture back into sauce pan and stir with a wooden spoon until it passes the finger-spoon test.
Mix in the white chocolate until fully melted.
Pour into a clean bowl and refrigerate until needed.

PANCAKES

Mix all of the dry ingredients EXCEPT the pretzels and sea salt.
Whisk in eggs, milk and oil
Mix until smooth--NO LUMPS
Heat an oiled cast iron skillet on medium high
Using a 1/2 cup ladle, ladle batter into skillet
Immediately add pretzel pieces and a pinch of sea salt to the uncooked side of the pancake.
Flip after about 90 seconds
Repeat until all batter is gone.

Stack pancakes and spoon on a generous amount of creme anglais over the pancakes and crisscross with any store bought caramel sauce (Smucker's Sugar Free worked perfectly for me).

Turkey Test Run

2008-12-21T11:50:00.000-08:00

Now that it's nearly Christmas, I figured I'd finally post some pics from my sister's (the chef) Turkey Test Run Dinner. The whole thing came into fruition when my cousins in Michigan volunteered to host Thanksgiving out there. That said, Brittny offered to make sides, but still needed sate her chefly desire to cook a perfect holiday bird. So she cooked twice the sides and appetizers (some for Michigan, some to accompany her turkey) and invited the immediate family over to sample everything early. Some of the main players included, baked homemade ricotta with a lemony, garlicky olive tapanade, mashed potatoes, baked mac and cheese (my Mom actually made this dish), and my personal favorite, creamed spinach with roasted parsnips. Mmmmm... I can't take too much credit for anything that went out, but I can take credit for photographing it, writing about it, but most importantly eating it.

Baked Ricotta

Heaven in Progress

The Bird

Note: We enjoyed the much anticipated butternut squash, thyme and goat cheese in pastry puff canapes on the actual holiday. They were so freaking good and fairly simple.

Brittny's Butternut Squash Canapes with Caramelized Shallots and Goat Cheese

1 medium butternut squash
3 cloves of garlic
4 shallots
2 tsp chopped fresh thyme
1 pkg puff pastry
1 tube goat cheese
1 egg
olive oil
sea salt
white pepper

Roast squash until fork tender, but still firm enough to peel and chop. Let cool
Sautee garlic over medium heat, add shallots when garlic becomes fragrant cook until sweet and translucent, add chopped thyme just before removing from heat. Set aside
After squash is cooled, remove the skin and chop into a small (1/4 inch) dice.
Mix squash into shallot mixture. Salt and pepper to taste.
Cut puff pastry into 1 inch rounds using a cookie cutter
Spoon 1/2 table spoon of the mixture onto the puff pastry and pinch the edges to create a ridge to keep the filling in.
Balance a teaspoon of goat cheese on top of the canape.
Bake at 375 degrees until pastry is cooked through and cheese is slightly browned.
Serve immediately

These are really good with a good crisp white, like a sauv blanc.

Coming Soon...

2008-11-25T06:59:00.000-08:00

For the last week I've been obsessing about melted leeks and craving a well-cooked piece of fish, but today it all came together and my mind will not rest until it is complete. You can look forward to a post, picture and recipe for:

Chilean Sea Bass on Melted Leeks with Blackberry Compote.

Daaaaaaamn, I can't wait.

Also keep an eye out for pics and commentary on my sister's (the chef) test run Thanksgiving dinner--there will be canapes of butternut squash, goat cheese and shallots and a dip of homemade ricotta and sundried tomatoes. Oh yeah, she totally went there.

Chowdah...

2008-11-22T20:05:00.000-08:00

Today was a cold, windy, indoorsy day in Chicago and I got the urge to bust out the pots and pans and cook something from scratch. Unfortunately, I had no access to a car and, therefore, no access to a grocery store (This is the South Side people, I'm not walking anywhere!). With only the items left over in the refrigerator from dinners and uninspired grocery trips passed, I attempted to think of a dish that would allow me to use all of the perishable ingredients that were teetering on their last legs. I had an inordinate amount of dairy in the fridge--butter, cream, whole milk; so, duh, creamy. I also had some pretty substantial chicken breasts, some potatoes that could have been firmer and a crap load of frozen corn (not sure why). Then, it hit me...CHOWDER! Not to be ignored, my inner fat kid, suggested I throw in some bacon for good measure. Did I mention that I love my inner fat kid? With all the necessary ingredients present and a concept in mind, I invited my friend Sarah over for dinner. Now, either I like to cook under pressure or I'm some kind sadist; because I'm pretty sure that cooking something I've never made without a recipe then blindly subjecting loved ones to my first attempt would put me in one of those two categories. Happily, the finished product did not kill Sarah and it was actually quite enjoyable, albeit a little salty (no need to add salt to the cream base until after you add the bacon). Here's a photo and a recipe if you're interested in trying it out! Note: All non-meat measurements are approximations of pinches and handfuls.

Ashly's Chicken Bacon Corn Chowder
2 large boneless skinless chicken breasts
1 bunch fresh thyme
2 cups dry white wine
1 medium red onion
4 stalks of celery
6 small yellow potatoes
1 small bag frozen corn
1 pound bacon
1 stick of butter
1 pint whole milk
3/4 pint heavy whipping cream
1/2 cup flour
1 teaspoon Sriracha
salt, pepper, garlic powder to taste

Season chicken and poach with fresh thyme in white wine for 10 min.

Add quartered golden potatoes to chicken, add water if needed.

In a separate pan, sautee onions and celery, add frozen corn before onions are translucent.

Remove chicken and potatoes and celery, onions and corn from heat. Shred chicken. Reserve poaching juice for soup base.

Cut bacon into 1/2 inch strips and cook until slightly crispy. Remove and press with paper towel.

In a soup pot, melt stick of butter and begin whisking in flour. Stir until it takes on a thick gluey texture (Congratulations! You made a roux!).

When the roux is done, start slowly whisking in the reserved poaching juice, cream and milk followed by the celery, onion and corn mixture. Let the ingredients get to know each other for a few minutes.

Once everything in the pot is well acquainted, add the chicken and bacon to the soup.

Season soup to taste (I highly recommend using the Sriracha for some extra kick). I made the mistake of salting the base before adding the bacon, hence the saltiness.

Cover and let simmer on medium-low until the soup passes the wooden spoon-finger test (Not as weird as it sounds...just dip a wooden spoon in the soup and wipe a finger along the back of it, if your finger mark stays, it's thick enough. If the soup starts to bleed into your finger mark, let it thicken up some more.)

You're done! Garnish with green onion and a cold beer.

I know it looks like a lot of steps, but it's pretty easy once you get set up. The only downside to following a recipe for chowder is that you see how devastatingly fattening (you're welcome inner fat kid) it is. So, you should probably plan on going for a walk, riding a bike, or fasting for 24 hours after you eat it. Either way, I promise it will not only be good--it'll be: Spot. On.

I like to think that I'm a little bit sassy and a lotta bit classy.

2008-11-20T12:02:00.000-08:00

I spend an unnatural portion of my day thinking about food. Seriously, I do. Entirely too much time. I don't procrastinate on Facebook (okay, I do) but I spend much MORE time trolling the internet for food blogs, Top Chef recaps, and good pictures on flickr's infamous 'food porn' thread. In the last year I've read everything written by and about Anthony Bourdain and have developed a nasty little hetero crush on him. Intellectually, I am something of a foodie. The thing is, I'm usually too broke to dine out or even cook the foods I love. What is a poor, poor foodie to do? Well folks, I, luckily, know my way around the gourmet market well enough to find those key ingredients can elevate a common dish to something more acceptable to my bourgeois palette. So, for now, I must be content to continue reading, dreaming, drooling, and (as you will see) modifying cheap food into something a little bit classy.

Case in point:

I've been trying to detox for the last 3 days. Day 1, I gave up and dug into the free Italian Beef sandwich I was given at work. FAIL. Day 2, I drank a gallon of water and three cups of green tea and ate nothing but cottage cheese, an apple and Kashi cereal (without milk) until dinner--where I proceeded to make a turkey sandwich w/ brown sugar bacon, spinach, mayo and a raspberry vinaigrette drizzle. FAIL. Day 3, that's today, was going to be an automatic fail because I knew I'd be drinking alcohol at a work event AND getting a free dinner, so I decided the hell with it and treated myself to a lunch I could chew. Ever since I watch the 'grilled cheese' episode of Throwdown with Bobby Flay, I have been CRAVING a grilled cheese sandwich with turkey, tomato and goat cheese. Today, I decided to finally sate that craving. Unforch, none of the restaurants near my office actually serve that sandwich, so I had to get creative. First, I went to Baci Cafe and got a turkey, mozzarella and tomato panini. Then, I high tailed it over to Presidential Market and bought some goat cheese. In no time at all I was back at my desk slathering goat cheese all over the crusty ciabatta bread. I popped the refurb. into the toaster oven to melt everything together, and let me tell you what--it worked just fine! Classy and delicious. Spot. On.

I enjoyed this sandwich so much that I:

1) was inspired to write a food blog after eating it.

And

2) felt moved to at least take a picture of the carnage.
(Note the telltale goat cheese stained knife)