Temporary foodie

Bought a small stack of back issues of magazines from the library sale a while ago, and have fished out a Martha Stewart recipe for a mushroom bacon tart that I've just attempted. (It was from an article about John Derian, and the simple but oh-so-delicious meals he puts together for his friends when they come to his summer house, or some crap like that.) It involved making my first ever pate brisse, bringing it together in my cheapie food processor (nearly burning out the motor, I think) and rolling it out with a wine bottle covered in saran wrap. The other steps were, thankfully, much simpler, although I have no parchment paper in the house to line the pan with and so must hope it's not a crucial component.

Alas, my camera is still AWOL, so I can't take photos of the lovely erratically rolled rustic crust and the savory bacon-mushroom-cheddar-tomato-mustard-onion-garlic-heavy cream filling. But goodness, does it look tasty.

Tomorrow, I have another of Martha's recipes for an egg baked in the center of a thick piece of bread, with ricotta cheese and thyme and parmesan. Looks pretty straightforward to do, and very tasty.

When things are stressful, one of my coping mechanisms is to shop for food and cook stuff, apparently. And hey, at the end of it all, you've got dinner.

It's a gorgeous day out, and I walked into town to run an errand. Didn't try driving, because it's a football game day and the streets are filled with really terrible drivers. I saw two near-misses on the way in. And on the way back I stopped off at the library and picked up some books and a few DVDs, so yay.