Peeta's Stuffed Cheese Buns. What do you get when you mix bread, cheese, Hunger Games, cheese, and cheese?
Say it with me: Stuffed Cheese Buns. And guess what, they're really quick and easy to make. And they have cheese. Sorry I keep making a bunch of Peeta food. You may recall the goat cheese and apple tart from when The Hunger Games came out in theaters. Don't hate, but I'm not actually on "team Peeta". You know, sometimes I wonder if he's actually my great-great-great grandson. Anyways, even if we weren't related, I need a real man who can protect me from psychopathic teenagers in the woods. But what food does Gale have to offer? See, since Peeta and I have the same mind, I know exactly what he would bake. Not that I'm actually going to make these again tomorrow night when we watch the movie. Baked Potato Bread. This weekend I found myself staring out the window at the abundant chives growing in my garden.
What could I possibly do with them, I wondered, except eat them on baked potatoes? And how many baked potatoes can I eat before I never want to see another spud again? Then it occurred to me that I've made potato bread before, so why not add chives to potato bread? And, heck, while I'm at it, why not throw in some other tater toppings like sour cream and bacon and have a full-on Baked Potato Bread? By the time I had second thoughts about it, all of the ingredients were mixed together. The full recipe is below.Freestyle Baking As I have written about time and time again, I think the real fun in baking comes once you have mastered the basics and understand how adding different ingredients in different proportions will change the character of your loaf.
Potato Bread I don't believe that I've every posted about a potato bread on this site, so a little introduction is in order. Enough blabbing. Bacon and Caramelized Onion Rolls Recipe. Bialys. Growing up, I never gave bialys much thought.
The bagel shop where I briefly worked in high school had us front-end people take bagels off the machine rollers, pinch together the centers, schmear them with the onion filling and leave them on a tray for the professionals to bake, and that was about far as I’d considered them — a bagel variant. Oh, and that they were excellent toasted with salted butter. It was reading The Bialy Eaters, Mimi Sheraton’s pursuit of the chewy, onion-topped kuchen from Bialystok, Poland to Paris, Argentina and Miami Beach, Florida, that was a turning point for me. Although though the book is true to the subject at hand — bialys — the subtext is really about the narratives from the scattered remnants of Bialystok — only a handful survived the pogroms and Holocaust — recalling what they can about the rolls they used to make and eat. Bretzel rolls. Oh, my lovely bretzels!
What happened to you? When we went to bed last night, you were the absolute height of bretzel perfection: round, dark, shiny, speckled with tiny cubes of sea salt and popping out from your plus signs, as if your goodness inside was just too much for you, also, to bear. This morning, you are damp, your exterior has shrunk a little and your salt particles wish to slide off your crust. I know it rained cats, dogs and elephants last night but not in here, not in your zip-lock bag! I’m not kidding about that storm, though; I could argue with some confidence that the world did actually tip upside down last night. All pre-Halloween spookiness aside, let me go back a few steps further. That is, until they were discontinued for reasons undisclosed to us, if you can imagine that nerve.
The one we split last night was perfection; Alex declared it even better than the original, and I do agree. D’oh. Pretzel Rolls Adapted from Bon Appetit, January 1994 Preheat oven to 375°F. Cheddar, beer and mustard pull-apart bread. You might have created a monster.
I went back and forth, again and again, before sharing the recipe for potato chip cookies. My presumption was that most sane people would find them revolting; that the comment section would be a string of “eww”s. Silly me! It turns out that a whole lot of you are closet potato chip sandwich lovers, and worse. You put Doritos on your pizza!