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Good evening, and Happy Tuesday, Dear Readers!

First, an update–today my replacement blender part came in, the cutter bit that needed replacing. Aunt Kathy reminded me that there were likely broken blender particles in my fresh pesto, so I tossed it on her advice. Yes, it broke my heart to do so, but it’s infinitely cheaper than an emergency room visit. Now that my blender is whole again, I’ll buy some basil and parsley and make more for the freezer. Yes, it’s cheating, but the parsley is growing back and eventually, the basil will too, so I’ll make it with patio garden stuff again soon.

How hot is it in Houston? I didn’t touch hot coffee today. I drank ice water all day in the office. I could do it tomorrow, too. Ugh. Welcome to summer. We’re paying for the recurrent winter we enjoyed this year. VERY glad for lettuce packed in a jar.

It’s been a busy week, with some big news for foodies–it looks like the gluten-free need is really getting the attention of the food industry. So many times I’ve gone into Starbucks asking for something gluten free–now Dunkin’ Donuts is now paying attention and beating them to the punch.

WOO HOO!! Take that, yuppie hangouts! (I do like Starbucks. Just not as much as Dunkin’ Donuts right now.)

Yes, you will soon be able to get GLUTEN FREE DONUTS and other healthier options at Dunkin Donuts. Now if they would put a Dunkin’ Donuts in my neighborhood, I could give you a critique.

One word of warning: you still need to read labels before you start diving into a GF donut, cookie or other wheat-free treat. I’ve had a few very delicious gluten-free things that the first ingredient on the list is. . .sugar. If you’re diabetic, or watching your weight, beware–you may be eating sugar blobs.

Speaking of sugar blobs. . .Twinkies return July 15th. Yes, fellow foodies, we can once again enjoy classic American sugar blobs and empty calories. You bet I’m having one! ONE. Or, one packet. But as I mentioned recently, you can find reasonable facsimiles now.

Now onto my week.

I keep telling y’all about that new cupcake place in the downtown Houston tunnel, New Addictions, and yes, there are always a couple of customers there when I pass during my lunchtime walk. Saw the owner, Justin, talking to several customers just this afternoon on my third lap. On each lap, I see at least two or three customers each time and they aren’t the same folks.

And now, I can personally attest to their awesome cupcakes.

It wasn’t my fault. Honest.

We had yet another birthday in the office last week, and this time, cupcakes were ordered from New Addictions. One dozen, three of each flavor: chocolate chip cookie dough, chocolate peanut butter, red velvet and carrot cake. Each was loaded up with icing and politely I tried, I really tried, to leave it alone. I even scarfed down some raw almonds first so I wouldn’t have room for a cupcake.

Resistance is futile. Even for the stalwart.

I didn’t actually *eat* one cupcake. I split one with another office mate to taste test it. Chocolate peanut butter, of course. And then a quarter of a beautiful red velvet one the next day.

No, it wasn’t gluten free. They’re not yet set up for that, so I’ll keep looking for gluten free. Or make them myself. And spend a lot more time a) walking b) running c) doing Pilates and/or yoga until I injure myself and d) pretending to ski on my beloved Nordic Track. I used it last week after that first taste test for half an hour then did some sit-ups and stuff for another 20 minutes.

So what was it like? Soft, pillowy cake and sweet buttercream icing. Yes, as heavenly as the minister wants them to be. No, seriously—Justin really is a minister, and the cupcake is heavenly. Even the boss lady had half a cupcake—she had a rough day. I say she deserved a cupcake, too.

There was one left, a beautiful red velvet cupcake. I took it home for my elderly neighbor who doesn’t get out as much as she used to. Now, remember that I work in downtown Houston, take the bus every day, and it’s summer. So I took that plastic crate that they came in, loaded it into a plastic grocery bag, holding the one remaining cupcake, sat next to the window on the bus so I could get the cool air blowing into the bag to keep the frosting from melting, ran to my vehicle, cranked up the AC, and got it home with the icing intact.

Once home, I removed it carefully, put it on a plate and in the fridge where I nicked the icing on the ceiling of the fridge. Almost. . . .

The Red Velvet Cupcake from New Addictions

The Red Velvet Cupcake from New Addictions

That's a big cupcake!

That’s a big cupcake!

Still, it’s pretty nice looking. Having taste tested part of another split red velvet cupcake (about a third, I think), I can attest to its deliciousness and texture, too. I had to go run an errand for a friend, and brought the cupcake to my neighbor after I got home. The icing was definitely cold from the fridge.

Better luck this week sticking to the GF thing. I do GF voluntarily, but there are people who get very sick from wheat and gluten. I think of my GF as helping out by investigating these things for them. I like the way I think. Even if nobody else does. <wink>

Speaking of heavenly sweets. . .I baked up Nigella’s Chocolate Olive Oil Cake from her new book Nigellissima the other night. Not difficult at all, and with almond flour, pantry staples and 3 eggs, it’s an easy gluten free. No kidding. You can also use regular flour if you’re not of a mind to mess with almond flour. I’m not trying that, ‘cause I like to have my cake and eat it, too. I also used SomerSweet instead of superfine sugar.

You do have to plan ahead, because this cake takes 40 to 45 minutes to bake, and some time to cool off. Is it worth it? Absolutely! It looks exactly like it does in the book, so if yours looks funny. . .well, make sure you follow the directions, and let it cool, of course.

Oh, and read the recipe all the way through BEFORE you start cooking or baking anything. This recipe is really simple, but not so simple that you can skip steps—so do it to spec at least once so you know how it’s supposed to come out. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve either not done that or read it halfway and then was surprised by something. Or decided to substitute something and was quite disappointed.

Now another recipe in Nigellissima I decided to make calls for something I’ve never heard of: red vermouth. Nigella discusses it in the introduction, and several recipes utilize it. I know a bit here and there about alcohol and spirits, but I’m certainly no expert. I know what Calvados is (in fact, I saw it the other
night), the difference between champagne and Proseco, and that you can’t really taste vodka in something, like fruit juice and sugar. So I called my local Spec’s and asked about it. Sure, they had it—it’s a sweet liquor. I got a bottle on the way home from work on Friday night (it’s not far from the bus line) and boy is it good! I tasted a whopping half-teaspoon, in my kitchen, when I got home. Oh, I could go for more, and maybe one day I will, but it’s intended for the pot. (Wonder if I could bake with it.) 

I’m not encouraging you to drink if you don’t want to or should not. But if you do. . .red vermouth is delish. Anyway. . .

I made the dish that I bought it for on Sunday during my weekly cooking spree, and it sure is good. On page 76 is Sausages with Beans & Roasted Red Peppers. Doesn’t take long to cook, and if you keep butter beans or cannellini beans in your pantry, some canned tomatoes and roasted red bell peppers, and some fresh Italian sausages. Oh, and that wonderful red vermouth.

Oh, yeah. . . .

Remember that the quarter-cup of alcohol cooks out–it’s not boozy, and the flavor left behind is wonderful with the tomatoes and roasted red bell peppers. Great weeknight meal, although I’d leave it for winter with the heat we’re having here in Houston.

It’s getting late, ladies and gentlemen. I’m going to bed. I will report on some more foodie adventures soon, soon as I get a good night’s sleep, and find my way around to some.

Enjoy!

 

Kitchen action

Good evening, Dear Readers:

I have a few updates on what’s going on in the HeatCageKitchen. Busy week already, but there is lots to share.

The lettuce experiment is now a full-fledged production. I can’t tell you how good it is to come home to nearly ready-made salad that’s fresh and crisp. YUM. Two heads of lettuce last a whole week, sometimes longer. Highly recommended for salad lovers.

This gluten free thing can be hard. I guess it’s because I’m following a doctor’s suggestion that I leave the wheat alone, and I don’t actually get sick from it like a few folks I know do. Someone brought some homemade oatmeal-raisin cookies to the office yesterday. Oh, boy—was that a temptation. But, it’s wheat! I made it, walking right past them all day, and one by one, they disappeared and I wasn’t responsible.

Read Wheat Belly if you don’t believe me. I can, occasionally, be a hypocrite when it comes to the healthy eating, and I’ll admit that. But after reading that book I’m inclined to leave it alone.

I’m also back on my feet after not walking for a few days and feeling better. Every time I pass that lovely cupcake shop New Addictions, I look over to see how they’re doing. They always have at least a few needy souls lining up for a soul-soothing, handmade  cupcake.  I’m glad, since it makes the customers happy as well as the owners and employees.

So I’ve eaten my first two home-grown tomatoes, and of course it was nirvana. Well, what did you expect? I let them ripen a bit too much, so they were slightly soft, but incredibly tasty. If you’ve never had a home grown tomato, make friends with someone who grows tomatoes, and maybe they’ll give you an extra or two. If you haven’t tried to grow your own, well, give it a try, if you have the room and the means.

The remaining third of the three tomatoes is still green, but should be ripening pretty soon. We’ve had some rain this weekend, (and about to get some as I write this) so I expect to pick it in the next week or two. I have five little strawberries in various stages of growth, none of them red. The basil is growing back steadily, as are the green onions and parsley. The pepper plant is doing fine, although I thought I had five peppers, not four; I’m wondering if a hungry bird or possum got it. Nothing from the Meyer lemon tree yet. Maybe I’ll get a couple more paint buckets and try growing something else.

Last week’s pesto operation sort of didn’t end well. This weekend I discovered that somehow, I’d cracked the blender mechanism that sits in the bottom with the sharp blades. I ordered a new one online; should be here in a few days. I discovered it when I actually made some Pea Pesto Soup and not only did the blending sound funny, but some leaked onto the top of the machine. What the heck? I thought I didn’t have the bottom on tightly enough, but upon further examination, it was actual damage to the part. Oh, well. Meantime, no Pea Pesto Soup or anything else until the new part arrives. Unless one of my neighbors has a blender I can borrow. If I need it. Not sure how it happened, but I’m going to be careful using that batch of pesto.

Thank heavens for online ordering. From Cuisinart. Spare parts are easy!

I have a new cookbook, y’all. Yeah, I know–like I needed one, right?

This weekend during my cooking spree, I ended up making two of my favorite Nigella Express recipes, Pollo alla Caccitora and Rib-Sticking stir fry, using beef. I just wanted to use up a couple of things and make some one-pot recipes to make it easy for a week’s worth of lunch. During my weekend errands, I decided to finally get Nigella Lawson’s latest, Nigellissima. (If I keep this up, I’ll need a new bookshelf.) I’ve been wanting to get it for a while, and I saw it in Target and got it, finally. This Italian-inspired book comes from her love of Italian food developed while living in Florence when she was a teenager. It’s like the thing I have for strawberries, except with a passport.

Nigella calls these recipes “Italian inspired,” because they are not authentic Italian recipes like the ones that Giada de Laurentiis’ grandfather brought over to California. (Giada herself admits to adding a “California flair” to her Italian recipes, much to the chagrin of her beloved straight-from-Italy Aunt Raffy.) Living in Italy, Nigella was able to not only speak Italian but learn to cook real Italian food, and has loved it ever since, so she cooks from experience.

Well, c’mon–who doesn’t like lasagne? OK, gluten free folks noted. . . but you get the idea, and there are a number of interpretations of lasagne that can accommodate the wheat-intolerant among us. (Dairy too, if you like that fake-me-out non-dairy vegan cheese stuff.) Antipasto is a great low-carb restaurant meal if you order it as such instead of an appetizer as most folks do.

So what’s good in Nigellissima? Well, there is, of course, a chapter on pasta, but there are also other delish things to eat, like a one-pot meal of Sausages with Beans & Roasted Red Peppers, which uses something new, red vermouth, discussed at length in the introduction. (I hope Spec’s has some.)  In the Vegetables & Sides chapter, there is Cannellini Beans with Rosemary, which I plan to try soon, since I have rosemary growing out back, and Gnocchi au Gratin, taking packaged gnocchi and turning it into something kind of French.

That’s Nigella. She nails it.

Also interesting is the Sicilian Cauliflower Salad. Say what? Yeah, I’ll be all over that one too this weekend. Soon as I get that red vermouth stuff. . . .

The biggest surprise is a delicioso thing in the Sweet Things chapter: the Chocolate Olive Oil Cake on page 186. No kidding. I’ve wanted to try it since I saw it some months ago, and I’ll try to make one this week. Nigella created the cake for a friend who was coming to dinner and absolutely could not have dairy or flour. Almond flour, olive oil, 3 eggs, and a few other everyday ingredients. I plan to use SomerSweet so I can literally have my cake and eat it too. Woo hoo!

On page 260 is something called Eggs in Purgatory, or what to eat when you’re feeling like hell. Wish I’d had this recipe a year or so ago! Makes me want to stop at Kitchen Collection and get some of those smaller cast-iron pans I saw a while back. And make a loaf of Stout Bread just so I can try this recipe. If I do, maybe I’ll freeze some. Eggs, canned  tomatoes, Parm cheese, and a couple of other things come together in a pan for soothing succor.  I generally have all the ingredients on hand, except gluten-free (or any other) bread. I’ll let you know.

No, Nigella is not the only celebrity cookbook author in the world. I just happened to get her newest beautiful cookbook this weekend. And make more of her recipes.

Oh, and the only picture of Nigella herself is on the cover. The rest of the pictures are all of the food.

What I do appreciate about celebrity chefs now is that there is a variety of cooking styles to chose from, and much more to cooking that there used to be. Then again, the best things about the Food Network is that a) it’s one of the few clean channels on TV and b) the celebrities in food are known for their talent and skill, not because they are proud of their unsavory behavior.

Anyway. . . .

It’s a week night, and I’m tired. I’ll let you know what happens with the cake, as well as other adventures in the HeatCageKitchen. Especially if there’s an injury involved.

Bueno appetitto!

My new arrival! (Mid-week update)

Happy Thursday, Dear Readers:

Well, it’s a bit premature, but here is my first tomato, picked fresh from the HeatCageKitchen garden tonight:

Isn't it a cutie?

Isn’t it a cutie?

Granted, it’s not a BIG tomato, about 2″ across, 6″ around,but that’s OK–it’s mine!! Of course, if I hadn’t been so impatient I could have let it ripen a day or two more. But I wanted to get it before any outside creatures did. (Snails are so gross!) There are two more tomatoes growing on that plant; I haven’t seen any flowers on the second tomato plant yet.

The first of five bell peppers are growing well, as are the mint, green onions and rosemary. Rosemary grows in a drought–but we’ve had some good rain this week, and the parsley has started to sprout leaves again. Heck, the basil I chopped down to the nub is already sprouting leaves. I even found a flower growing on it already–and I harvested for pesto last weekend. Hmmm. . .how much more pesto can I make this year before winter?

I suddenly found myself with a painful throat infection on Monday night that causes a swollen gland, then two painful swollen glands with throat constriction and severe pain when swallowing. Tuesday I made it to a local walk-in clinic in the Friendswood HEB Grocery, and I walked out with yet another prescription for antibiotics. You bless these things when you can swallow again, but if I find myself with heartburn, I’ll be back on yeast-free and either the stuff I bought last time or another round of Nystatin and Fluconazole from my regular doctor. Oh, boy.

Since I’m no longer one of those folks with health insurance and paid sick time, I went to work, weak and barely able to talk or swallow. No sneezing or coughing or anything like that, just feeling like I needed to stay home. Fortunately, it was a slow day with many folks on travel, and while I didn’t do my usual 30 minute walk in the tunnel, I did go down there for something else, but I didn’t know what.

I wandered through Starbucks, Seattle’s Best, and a couple of the upscale convenience-store style shops down there, but didn’t find what I wanted. No coffee or chocolate for me, thanks. Then I went somewhere I generally don’t go, and found the very thing. Cold, sweet, and pretty healthy, in the last place you’d expect to find such a thing.

I went to McDonald’s. No kidding.

Now, I’ve been to McDonald’s on many occasions, just not very often. Sometimes it’s the only thing in proximity. Sometimes it’s convenient and right there. My biggest issue with MickeyD’s is that while their coffee is pretty good, they only offer Equal and sugar to sweeten it. No Splenda or Sweet ‘N Low anywhere. I have to make sure I have some pink stuff on me in case I end up somewhere that saccharin is not available, and that’s one of them. At least Starbucks has Sweet ‘N Low, and even honey in packets.

The McDonald’s in the Houston Downtown Tunnel is usually quite busy when I pass by during the crowded lunch hour, but yesterday it wasn’t crowded since it was about 2 when I went. I knew they had some new stuff on their McCafe menu, so I decided to walk over and take a look. Then I spotted it on the wall, and I wanted some.

The McCafe Blueberry Pomegranate Smoothie.

With a throat infection, after drinking hot tea all morning, you understand why this hit the spot. But it’s also incredibly delicious! It’s gonna be all I can do not to have two of these a day:

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I actually went back for another round today, and got a large. I’ll be spending money on this one for quite a while.

Holy Shish Kebab.

I did ask the clerk about what was in it–last thing I need is to ingest a lot of sugar, or, heaven help me, find out it has gluten as a thickener. You never know. She said, “it has just pomegranate and blueberries.” I also think she didn’t speak enough English to understand my question, because I found out when I got back to my desk that it has some fat-free yogurt in it. That’s fine, unless you have a dairy allergy. Thankfully, I don’t, but there are folks who read this humble blog who are allergic to dairy, hence the warning.

MAN this is a good find. I had to get sick to find this out? Move over Starbucks–this smoothie’s my new favorite!!

Starbucks and Seattle’s Best actually do have smoothies, but the berry smoothies are lower in carbs than ones with banana, pineapple and other fruits. Bananas are particularly high in starch, that’s why I avoid them–and if you’re diabetic, you should too. I might try the strawberry smoothie at Seattle’s Best one of these days, but McDonald’s definitely has a winning formula with this one.

Sometimes you just find things along the way. This delicious smoothie will keep me going back to McDonald’s, especially this hot summer in Houston.

I did discover that New York City had a high of 65F today, with a 100% chance of rain, and a low of 55F tonight, as a result of the storm that passed through Chicago and other areas last night. Heck, here in Houston, that’s a perfect fall day!

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to watch a little comedy DVD and hit the Nordic Track. Rupert Murdoch is going to be a free man soon, and I need to be ready when he comes a-callin’!

Just kidding–I’m going to make up the exercise I missed today by not walking the tunnel. I wasn’t up to it, but the antibiotics are killing the infection and I’m feeling better.

Happy Dining!

Great expectations!

Good evening, Dear Readers:

I’ve got to make this post fast, because I’m fading off. I hope I don’t have any typos. This 2 hour a day commute is wearing me out. Still, I get to go downtown every day.

I worked my paws off getting my week ready this weekend including a little sewing on a suit that is STILL not done, tidied up (including containerizing a lot of thread and things) and ironing on Sunday afternoon. I’m ready.

Longtime readers of this blog may remember an earlier post I wrote about Cupcakes and Capitalism. An update to that story is that I found a perfect example. Remember the new shops in the tunnel I was telling you about? I was lucky enough to have a conversation last week with the other owner (Justin Frazier) of New Addiction Cupcakes in the Tunnel, and he had some interesting things to say. First, he’s a minister–and the shop name means he wants people to leave their addictions behind and become “addicted” to the Word.  I asked, “you don’t mind that I’m a Buddhist, do you?” Nope. Didn’t bother him at all.

His original shop is on the east side of Houston, and while they produce a quality product, he’s in an area of town that doesn’t have a customer base that feels justified in paying $3.50 for a cupcake when they can get them 4 for $3 at Kroger or something. The idea of artisan-made, top quality doesn’t resonate there, and that area of town doesn’t see the difference.

If you’ve ever had a specialty shop cupcake, you KNOW the difference.

One of Justin’s friends suggested he find a storefront in the tunnel, and they opened a couple of weeks ago to raving reviews. Justin said that Nicole and Ivy are his “A” Team, and they really are nice to everyone. New Addictions always seems to have  customers–I’m glad. The Fraziers are also a very small operation, so doing gluten-free is a bit off for now. Understandable, and I wish them all the success they deserve. (First customer review here.)

Now onto me.

This weekend I whipped up a) roast turkey thighs, b) roast pork loin c) cinnamon-hazelnut ice cream, and d) another Heat Cage Kitchen breakfast quiche, or frittata, or mess–whatever you call it. I have food for the week.

When I got to the breakfast thingy, I got this little surprise when I started cracking eggs:

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Yes, that’s three little yolks in the space of one. Probably a good thing I bought that egg. Had it been allowed to gestate, it might have gotten a bit crowded in there. But hey, it’s chicks–they probably don’t mind.

I also put up another week’s worth of lettuce. No kidding, the lettuce lasts a week. Just don’t let it get too cold to where it freezes up, or you’ll defeat the purpose of the jar. It gets mushy when it thaws. I love my salad, y’all.

Here’s a totally unnecessary shot of the ice cream in the maker:

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It’s a simple recipe with some of that Torani hazelnut flavoring thrown in. Creamy, rich, and no sugar since it’s once again sweetened with Somersweet. (I need to get more.) However, since I use my small fridge-top freezer as a second pantry, the freeze-before-you-use insert is an issue. And since my neighbor was out of town for 4 days, and she only stores a few frozen dinners in hers. . .and I have a key. . .I had her freezer at my disposal for freezing the ice cream thingy! (Yes, she knows. No, she didn’t mind.)

And now for something completely different.

I am happy to announce that I am having. . .a tomato. No kidding, one of the three tomatoes that came on the plant is turning red, ever so slowly:

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Just noticed it yesterday. Also, the pepper plants are doing well:

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Isn’t that cute?

Since the basil was doing well, I harvested it and some flat-leaf parsley to make pesto:

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I wanted to cut them down so they would grow back again, so I can have lots of fresh herbs:

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However, I didn’t think I had enough basil, so I supplemented:

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And you know what? Half the leaves were black. I was not happy. But I picked off as much green as I could. I did have enough basil for a batch, and into the freezer it went.

Ta da! Freshly made PESTO!!

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Let’s see if I can get another batch, or even two, out of the Heat Cage Kitchen garden so I can have it all winter. ‘Cause there’s no way I wanna buy it, that’s for sure.

True story–two years ago, I got caught short for a birthday at work and made a batch of pesto as a birthday present. Gave the recipient a recipe for Pea Pesto Soup with one other thingy, and she was quite happy with it. Dunno if she ever had it again. This is a now-75 yo little Baptist lady who is just a sweetie and is sharp as a tack. She’s got nearly everything, so I figured a little something different was in order. Hey–it worked! I’d do it again, too.

I love pesto, can you tell? I only discovered it about 10 years ago.

I am seriously fading, but wanted to let you know I’m still at it, and still looking for more foodie adventures. But I gotta sleep.

Happy Dining!

 

 

 

 

 

Cupcakes. Ceviche. Bell peppers.

Happy Sunday, Dear Readers:

I’ve got a lot to tell and not much time, so here goes.

I’m now done with this round of the yeast-free diet. Know what that means?

I can haz cheezburger. (Just no bread.) Woo hoo!! Love cheese.

I had to stop at Staples for an errand this afternoon, and the nice man who waited on me, Anthony, mentioned that he wanted to learn to cook. He’s a big dude from Trinidad-Tobago, and I asked him what he was doing stateside. He married an American woman, you see. “She kidnapped me.” Ah, he’s enjoying it. So of course when he told me he wanted to learn to cook, well, I sorta talked his ear off. But I just want to make sure he doesn’t burn an egg and give up, thinking he can never be in the kitchen. Rome wasn’t built in a day. Neither was anyone’s expertise.

Now onto the rest of the weekend.

So, after an off-kilter Friday at this company downtown, I got home, changed into a t-shirt and shorts, and was chowing down on my salad from a jar when an email came in. One of my folks from Boeing was retiring, and one of the invitees invited me to meet them at Cafe Adobe. Fifteen minutes later I was there, parking and laughing with everyone else. So glad to see my peeps, even if it was just a couple of hours. So what do you have when you’re not real hungry, in a Mexican restaurant and are gluten free? Check the appetizers and order ceviche:

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Yeah. And take a look–there’s cooked shrimp in there. You know why I like to order shrimp in a restaurant? Let me explain: my Mom used to go find people who caught shrimp and bought coolers full of them to freeze. Only, she wanted them peeled before they were frozen. . .guess who took off the heads, the feet and the shells with bare hands? ME. So now, I order shrimp in a restaurant for one reason.

They are shrimp I don’t have to mess with.

I had half and took the rest home to toss over some lettuce from the jar on Saturday. YEAH.

They also had a cake after dinner, and while I took home a piece, I brought it home for my neighbor, who’s a bit over 65 (OK, 75) and is a really nice lady. Just don’t cross her.

In the HeatCageKitchen garden, there is big news–the basil is growing again:

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Still, I bought a container of Butoni pesto today, because it was on sale, and stuck it in the freezer, just in case. But I think I’ll soon be harvesting for pesto. We had rain today, but no more is predicted for a while. So I’ll be watering a lot.

Also a fantastic discovery from one of the plants I bought last week. You remember the tomato plant I bought with three tomatoes already growing on it? Looks like I’ll be getting some bell peppers, too:

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Hot dawg! But I don’t remember if I got red, orange or yellow bells. DUH. Oh, well, it’ll be green until I find out what color it will be.

Well, I’ve been really wanting a cupcake, and of course, it has to be gluten free. Now, it would be easy if I lived in The Woodlands, because I could head right over to Frost Bakery and get me one. But no, I live on the other side of Houston, sort of on the other side of the tracks. Not a particularly bad part of Houston, just, not as nice as The Woodlands. I’ve called five bakeries down here, and nobody has gluten free. One said, “we’re working on it.” That does me no good NOW, but I’ll live, I guess. Darnit.

So with the news that three new cupcake shops are opening in the Houston Downtown Tunnel, HeatCageKitchen is on it, and went to investigate.

It’s what “journalists” call a “slow news day.” But at least I have some nice pictures.

First stop (before heading to the office, no less) is New Addictions, where they’ve been open since Tuesday (day after Memorial Day) and business has been very brisk. When I stopped by on Tuesday during my lunchtime walk, I got to talk to one of the owners, Mena Frazier. Nice lady, and I told her what I wanted to do (take pictures, and write about them.) When I went back Friday morning, she wasn’t there, but two of her very nice employees were, and told me more. The owners, Justin & Mena Frazier, also have a shop on the east side of Houston called Cupcakes & More, where they bake the goods for New Addictions.They are currently working on a gluten-free model, but are also  working to get to the point where they can have a separate kitchen to avoid cross-contamination of gluten. They realize that many folks would like a healthier option, and would like to provide the best offering they can.

If you’re not gluten free, however, you’ll be in heaven:

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Nirvana, right this way:

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And let’s not forget chocoholics like myself:

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They also have cake balls, if you’d like that instead:

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And cute little cupcake candles!

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Meet Ivy and Nicole, who were nice enough to tell me everything:

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I asked them what their most unusual flavor is, and I think Ivy said it was their PBJ combination. When I left and looked at their small card, I see one called Maple Bacon. I kid you not–and I think that would be my vote for most unusual. But hey–whatever floats your boat, right?

You can read about Cupcakes & More here and visit New Addictions Facebook page to see more. If you’re downtown, check out their shop for a nice little dessert you won’t soon forget.

Remember: cupcakes are ONE SERVING. Maybe one and a half if you get one with top hat icing.

At lunchtime, I headed over to Gigi’s Cupcakes, which was quite a hike (read: cardio), but I made it. I’d spoken to the owner a day or so before I took my camera, and he said that they only did gluten-free on Fridays. They use almond flour, and that’s more expensive (I know!) and so only Friday, and the cupcakes were more. How much more? Twenty five cents. I thought he meant they were like $17 each! But no, only a quarter more than their regular cupcakes. I made a promise to get there on Friday. I wanted one!

Gigi’s actually has Wedding Cake cupcakes. Yes, you can buy one. Supposed to taste like wedding cake. Long as there’s no groom that comes with it, I’m game.

So I take The Lunch Purse (a small bag you carry just your wallet, cell phone, etc. when you go to lunch in the Tunnel) and I head down there. WAY down there. Asked which one was gluten free today. “None.” Um, it’s Friday, why not?” The employee’s comment, with a straight face:

“I never took the time to order any gluten free.”

And I won’t take the time to go back and see if they did order any. From the comments on the Houston Chronicles’ website, I’m not missing anything. I mean, if you want customers, how about “I’m sorry, but we didn’t get any in today,” or, “I’m sorry, they weren’t available today?” Even “we ran out” would have been polite. It sounds like she didn’t care, so I don’t either.

I haven’t made it to the third cupcake shop yet. I’ll let you know when I do.

So, darnit, what am I gonna do? I want ONE CUPCAKE, GLUTEN FREE.

What I always do. I made them. Along with a breakfast quiche, some Yeast Free Brownies and some biscuits.

From the Wheat Belly Cookbook, I made the only cupcake recipe in there, with almond flour and a chocolate/cream cheese icing that is really stiff when it’s cold. Like the delicious biscuits, they have a heavy, chewy texture that satisfies but is likely not what you’re expecting. That’s OK. I’ll get more almond flour next trip to Trader Joe’s.

My dishwasher has finished, and I’m fading fast, so I need to get back in the kitchen and finish up so I can eventually go to bed and get some sleep. I’ve had an interesting weekend. I’m tired.

Happy Dining!

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