Swiss cheese and mushroom quiche

I blogged recently about the good old Moosewood cookbooks—a GenX cultural touchstone for a certain demographic. My favorite recipe from the entire Moosewood Empire is—without a doubt—the “Swiss Cheese and Mushroom Quiche” from the very first Moosewood cookbook (copyright 1977), page 111. I have made this Mollie Katzen recipe dozens, if not hundreds, of times. I’ve made it for guests, potluck suppers, baby showers, brunches, and countless times for my own family. Typically I make it with a pre-made, refrigerated pie crust and it comes out great. Every. Single. Time.

So here it is:

Any Swiss 🧀 will work, but as the recipe notes, Gruyère is best.
Last night’s dinner
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Who else remembers hearing or saying “Real Men Don’t Eat Quiche” in the eighties? Here’s the story behind it, according to ChatGPT:

“Real Men Don’t Eat Quiche” was a famous American catchphrase from the early 1980s that poked fun at traditional ideas of masculinity.

It was essentially a joke about what supposedly made a man a real man: eating steak instead of quiche, drinking beer instead of wine, watching football instead of cooking, and avoiding anything considered too refined, delicate, or feminine.

The phrase became a cultural shorthand for macho attitudes and gender stereotypes.

Where did it come from?

The phrase originated with humorist and screenwriter Bruce Feirstein, who published a book called Real Men Don’t Eat Quiche in 1982.

Interestingly, Feirstein originally came up with the line for a screenplay. When it was rejected, he developed it into a satirical book.

The book became a huge bestseller. It sold more than 1.6 million copies and spent 55 weeks on the New York Times bestseller list.

What was the joke really about?

The early 1980s were a time of changing gender roles. Women were increasingly entering traditionally male professions, and men were being encouraged to be more emotionally open, involved fathers, and equal partners at home.

The book exaggerated the anxiety some men felt about losing their traditional masculine identity.

The irony was that the book was making fun of macho men, not celebrating them.

A “one time” recipe

Sometimes you try a recipe and, even though it tastes good, you know you’re probably never going to make it again.

Props to my husband for planning and making the NYT Meat and Potato Skillet Gratin last night.

Recipe

It was good, but very rich. I think the heavy cream and Gruyère should’ve been the tip off. (Insert clever quip about French cooking here.) Plus, it’s hard to find fresh herbs now at our grocery store. And rutabaga is also not on the shelves…

So, this was a one-time recipe, but I’m sure I will enjoy eating the leftovers.

Moosewood

What’s a small moment from your past that you still think about years later?

I still remember my college roommate Ann making an actual meal in our sophomore apartment kitchen circa 1984. I had never done any real cooking growing up, and freshman year we ate every meal in the dining hall. It was a weird feeling to have a kitchen of our own. We were like…adults…and we could be vegetarians if we felt like it.

If you were in college in the 80s and had even a passing interest in eating less meat, you probably owned The Moosewood Cookbook, or borrowed it from a roommate and never gave it back. Mollie Katzen’s hand-lettered, hand-illustrated pages felt more like a friend’s notebook than a cookbook. Everyone made the same few things: a big pot of soup, something with lots of cheese and broccoli, and a very ambitious attempt at a dinner party for six. I still have mine.

Copyright, 1977
Decades later, my son was in college in Ithaca, NY and I finally got to eat in the legendary Moosewood Restaurant in downtown Ithaca.

Their subsequent cookbooks, including “Enchanted Broccoli Forest,” were huge bestsellers, especially among young, liberal, vegetarian types. I bought “New Recipes from Moosewood Restaurant” when it came out in 1987–the year I graduated college. I still have that one too.

Yesterday, my husband asked for my old “Apple Cheddar Cheese Pie” recipe, so I dug it out. It was in the New Recipes cookbook.

This one has typed pages, rather than the hand-illustrated look of the original.
He whipped up this pie while I was working on a painting yesterday.
We had no pre-made pie crusts on hand, so he made the crust too. Impressive, don’t you think?

It came out great. The layer of cheese under the streusel makes this pie feel more like an actual meal. I would not add ice cream to this, but truth be told, my husband did.

Moosewood Restaurant’s Apple and Cheddar Cheese Pie. The last time I made this was at least twenty years ago.
The cheese isn’t really visible, but you can taste it and it’s lovely with the apples and sweet topping.
My roommate Ann (far left) and friends in our first apartment with a kitchen.
Terrible photo of my other roommate (and dear departed friend) grating cheese in that first kitchen. It was probably for a Moosewood recipe. There is lots and lots of CHEESE in Moosewood cookbooks. No meat, but a few fish recipes are included.

NYT Stuffed Peppers

How do you define success in life?

My current definition of success (at age 61) is….I have no idea. The older I get, the less I seem to know.

My marriage has lasted 33+ years, which actually astonishes me sometimes. We are VERY different types of people. He cannot sit still, I cannot get off the couch. I like disco and yacht rock, he loves hardcore punk. I love to travel, he doesn’t feel the need. Thankfully we’ve always been on the same side of the political spectrum—from George HW Bush through the Orange Lame Duck (Duck à l’orange). In addition to politics, our common areas of interest include TV and movies, walking (hiking when we were younger) and of course our kids—and now grandkids.

He’s always been supportive of my hobbies (mainly music and art). I cannot even begin to tell you how BAD some of the singing has been at the amateur choral concerts I’ve dragged him to. And I try to be supportive of his healthier hobbies, particularly gardening. (I was not a huge fan of his more “extreme” endeavors like powerlifting.)

Anyway, yesterday I helped him trim his homegrown weed and he turned my latest still life subjects (colorful bell peppers) into a delicious dinner.

Success.

Cannabis kebab
NYT Stuffed Peppers

Recipe – really good! He used ground turkey (rather than ground beef) and it tasted great.

It’s crockpot and voting season

It’s 28 degrees Fahrenheit at 7am here in eastern Massachusetts. The sun is just coming up.

Crockpot season has begun.

Last night was the second time my husband made this NYT recipe. It was better this time, because he dumped out the extra bacon fat before frying the mushrooms in it.

NYT Slow Cooker Chicken Cacciatore with Mushrooms and Bacon

It was my idea to serve it over polenta, which we happened to have on hand. It was excellent that way.

The US midterms are NINE days away. Americans should vote as if their lives depend on it, because they literally do. The current regime is wildly corrupt and incompetent in a way that defies comprehension. I believe the entire world is on the brink of a truly terrible time if it is not stopped.

Donald Trump should be impeached and tried for treason.

The latest on Iran.

Dessert guy

What does it mean to be a good person I want to hang out with?

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I don’t feel qualified to say who is “good,” but I can tell you that one quality I appreciate in a person is the ability to enjoy dessert.

“I don’t like sweets.”

“Sugar is bad.”

“I’ve never even tried hot fudge.”

“Those are just empty calories.”

And the worst one of all:

“No birthday cake for me.”

Diabetics get a pass, but generally these are the types of statements that have me looking over your shoulder for someone else to talk to. Enjoy your marathon training or whatever. Imma go talk to the happy laughing people on the porch eating cake.

It took quite a while, but I finally turned my husband into a true dessert guy. He’s disappointed if we don’t have anything homemade on hand for dessert.

Yesterday, he spotted a 3-ingredient peanut butter cookie recipe in the NYT and then just whipped them up — all by himself. I now feel I have succeeded in life. I will not grow old eating dessert all alone, with another person sitting right there.

The three ingredients are: one egg, one cup peanut butter, and half a cup of sugar.

Here’s the recipe from New York Times Cooking:

It only makes 9-10 cookies, but they’re big and pretty fudgy.
The recipe says you can flatten or not flatten. He flattened them a bit and baked for 15 minutes. They puffed up just a bit.
Verdict: GOOD, especially warm with milk

More baking with pears

What are your favorite side-hustle ideas?

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Maybe…baking? Or blogging? Or painting watercolors? Or singing?

Nah.

Nobody would pay me money for any of my hobbies, which is fine. I’m no longer an earner. I’ve accepted that. According to my last Social Security Statement, I had reportable income every year from 1980 to 2023. That’s 43 years of paid work. According to financial planners, my husband and I have saved and invested enough money to enjoy a comfortable retirement into our 90s, barring runaway inflation or a global financial meltdown—both of which seem highly likely in our current kakistocracy. I’m not really sure I believe the financial planners, but I’m going with it. However, we’re really trying to keep our spending down these days, which brings me back to baking at home.

We tried yet another recipe with our homegrown Bosc pears: America Test Kitchen’s Pear Crisp. I did that thing where I found the recipe on ATK but I didn’t want to pay for a subscription so I signed-up for a 7-day free trial, screenshotted the recipe, then cancelled the subscription before I got charged. Is that wrong?

AMERICA’S TEST KITCHEN PEAR CRISP

Ingredients

• ¾ cup coarsely chopped nuts (3 ounces/85 grams) I’m allergic to nuts so I substituted 3/4 cup of oatmeal (it was a genius substitution, if I do say so myself 😉)

• ½ cup unbleached all-purpose flour (2½ ounces/71 grams)

• ¼ cup packed light brown sugar (1¾ ounces/50 grams)

• 4 tablespoons granulated sugar

• ¼ teaspoon ground cinnamon

• ⅛ teaspoon ground nutmeg

• Table salt

• 5 tablespoons unsalted butter, melted and cooled

• 1 teaspoon cornstarch

• 2 teaspoons fresh lemon juice from 1 lemon

• 3 pounds (1361 grams) ripe but firm pears (6-7 medium)

Instructions

1. Adjust oven rack to lower-middle position and heat oven to 425 degrees. Process nuts, flour, brown sugar, 2 tablespoons granulated sugar, cinnamon, nutmeg, and 1/8 teaspoon salt in food processor until nuts are finely chopped, about nine 1-second pulses. Drizzle butter over flour mixture and pulse until mixture resembles crumbly wet sand, about five 1-second pulses, pausing halfway through to scrape down sides and bottom of workbowl. Set aside while preparing fruit.

Because I substituted oatmeal for nuts, there was no need to use a food processor. I used only a fork to make the topping.

2. Whisk remaining 2 tablespoons granulated sugar, cornstarch, lemon juice, and pinch of salt together in large bowl. Peel pears, then halve and core. Cut each half into 4 wedges and then cut in half crosswise (pieces should be about 1 1/2 inches). Gently toss pears with sugar mixture and transfer to 8-inch-square baking dish.

Not gonna lie, this step was a pain in the neck. My husband bought a tool to scoop out cores of the peeled pears, but forgot he had it, so he did all this work with a paring knife.

3. Sprinkle topping evenly over fruit, breaking up any large chunks. Bake until fruit is bubbling around edges and topping is deep golden brown, 27 to 32 minutes. Cool on wire rack until warm, at least 15 minutes, and serve.

This is the unbaked version. We ended up leaving it in the oven for the full 32 minutes and pears were perfect. Tender and sweet.

VERDICT: Good. 👍 The topping works well with the pears. I had it hot with ice cream for dessert (yum) and also cold for a snack that actually felt relatively “healthy” with all that fruit and oatmeal. It’s not as exciting as the Dutch Pear Pie or Pear Cobbler, but I would make it again.

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A Baking Post (Dutch Pear Pie) featured on Freshly Pressed

Another Baking Post (Pear Cobbler)

Stress Baking (Puff Pastry Apple Strudel)

Fruit Trees

A Jackson (Apple Pie)

Deer me

Food

Which relationship has taught you the most about yourself?

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Since food and I have had a good relationship for decades now, I sometimes forget about the early years. In my teens I was was pretty obsessed with being thin. Back then, there was a lot of interest in dramatic cases of eating disorders, especially Karen Carpenter’s death from heart failure due to anorexia nervosa in 1983 (my senior year of high school), but the casual use of Dexatrim (over-the-counter speed), starving yourself and occasional self-induced vomiting was no big deal. All the supermodels had protruding hip bones and thighs that did not touch. That was the goal. I remember a gym teacher talking to me once about being too thin. (I was 5’8” and about 118 pounds.) I thought I looked great. So did my boyfriend.

Thankfully, I mostly quit dieting in college and eventually got into swimming and was a pretty normal eater. I dabbled in vegetarianism, but I ended up consuming so much cheese that it elevated my cholesterol and I also developed lactose intolerance, which thankfully resolved. (Imagine a life without ice cream!) I now take a daily statin to control my high cholesterol, which I blame on my genetics. My parents both take statins, but at 87 and 92 they’re still traveling and eating whatever they want, so I’m not gonna worry about it.

I really love to eat good food now. We have a great relationship. Sometimes I try fancy recipes from the New York Times, but more often I make a few standbys that have like 4 ingredients and always come out great.

One of those is crockpot lemon chicken. A friend of mine once shared this recipe on Facebook and said “this sounds good” —and so it was. I’ve made this recipe dozens, if not hundreds, of times:

Crock Pot Lemon Chicken
Ingredients
1/4 cup all-purpose flour
3–4 large boneless, skinless chicken breasts, cut into thirds
1/4 cup butter
1 packet Good Seasons Italian dressing/seasoning mix
1/2 cup fresh lemon juice
1/2 cup chicken broth
Salt and pepper, to taste


Directions

1.) Rinse the chicken pieces with water, then lightly coat them in flour. Set aside.

2.) Heat 2 tablespoons of butter in a large nonstick skillet over medium-high heat. When the butter is melted, add half of the flour-coated chicken pieces. Avoid overcrowding the pan; you will cook the chicken in two batches.

3.) Season with salt and pepper. Cook the chicken for 3–4 minutes on each side, or until golden brown. You are not cooking the chicken all the way through at this stage, just creating a golden-brown crust.

4.) Remove the chicken from the skillet and place it in the crock pot.

5.) Add the remaining 2 tablespoons of butter to the skillet. Cook the remaining flour-coated chicken pieces for 3–4 minutes on each side, or until golden brown. Remove the chicken from the skillet and place it in the crock pot.

6.) Sprinkle the Italian dressing/seasoning mix evenly over the chicken.

7.) Pour the fresh lemon juice and chicken broth over the chicken.

I use these packets to make the broth

8.) Cover with the lid and cook on LOW for approximately 3 hours.

My crockpot works as a nonstick skillet too, so it’s literally a one-pot meal for me.

9.) Serve the chicken pieces whole or shredded, topped with the lemon sauce and broth.

Sometimes I serve it on rice. Other times I serve it on cholesterol-free (no yolk) egg noodles

RIP Karen Carpenter. I loved her voice so much. She was one of the greatest altos of all time. If only she hadn’t had such a fraught relationship with food, she would have been 76 now.

Basic stuff

What are some life hacks that you practice?

1.) Set-up the coffee the night before so you only have to press start in the morning.

2.) Pre-made, roll out pie crusts, specifically these:

3.) If a British lady sits next to you on Day 1 of an adult watercolor class and announces to everyone that she has ADHD and then demands so much attention from the teacher and others that you feel like you’re being pranked, move your seat for the next class.

Another baking post

How do you write what people actually want to read?

One of my recent posts was selected for “Freshly Pressed” on WordPress and I got some nice comments and a few new subscribers. It’s a post about baking a Dutch Pear Pie with fruit from the trees in our yard. So, welcome to anyone new here. I assume you love dessert like me.

I post about a variety of things, including baking, but mostly I just talk about whatever’s on my mind, including whatever the WordPress “daily prompt” elicits from me. I like the community here on WordPress. Most people are very kind and supportive.

We finally harvested some of the Bosc pears on our tree because a big Nor’easter (windy rainstorm) is expected this weekend.

Over 15 pounds of Bosc pears harvested and there are still many pears left on the tree.

The Bosc is the last of our fruit trees to ripen (we also have a Winesap apple and an Asian pear) and honestly, I think we should wait a bit longer to pick the rest of the pears. I don’t think the ones we picked are fully ripe yet, but that didn’t stop us from trying out another new recipe.

This recipe—for Pear Cobbler—is one I found on YouTube. I was able to screenshot the relevant information. (I’m sorry I lost track of the original creator.)

FRESH PEAR COBBLER

Pear Filling

• 4–5 cups diced pears

• 2 tablespoons sugar

• 2 tablespoons corn starch

• 1/4 cup water

• 1 teaspoon cinnamon

Batter

• 1 1/2 cups flour

• 1 cup sugar

• 1 3/4 teaspoons baking powder

• 1/2 teaspoon salt

• 1 1/2 cups milk

1. Combine the diced pears with the sugar, corn starch, water, and cinnamon.

2. In a separate bowl, whisk together the flour, sugar, baking powder, salt, and milk until combined.

3. Set the oven to 350°. Melt one stick of butter in a 9×13 baking dish.

4. Pour the batter over the melted butter (do not stir), then spoon the pear mixture on top.

5. Bake for 1 hour.

6. Serve with ice cream.

VERDICT: Very good. I think it’ll be even better next time with riper pears. We were wondering how this cobbler was going to “cobble together” since you don’t stir it, but it actually does. It’s definitely a bit of a pain to peel the pears, but you really have to with Boscs. We used a potato peeler.

Related post: Stress baking