Showing posts with label caramel corn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label caramel corn. Show all posts

Monday, July 2, 2012

UnRecipe: Adult Movies

See, I knew that post title would catch your eye. No sign of The Hedgehog anywhere, I assure you, this post is staying strictly above the belt. We had a Movie Night at home a while back, to have an Alien/Aliens movie marathon after the Mister bought the super-duper Blu-Ray DVD combo that went on mega-sale when Prometheus came out. I can't say much for Prometheus, quite frankly friends who saw it said it kinda sorta suuuuuuuucked, but that shouldn't diminish the chest-bursting awesomeness of the previous films (well, the first two) and the fact that I just wanted an excuse to make grownup snacks like Gummi Whiskey Colas and bacon caramel popcorn. Let's all go to the movies!

There's bacon in them thar caramel pocorn - Photo by Wasabi Prime
WARNING: MOVIE NERD ALERT -- What prompted this post was less Prometheus, more a revisit of the previous Alien/Aliens movies because the Mister bought the fancy-schmancy BluRay set. The fact that the DVD movie set didn't include any of the Alien vs Predator (AVP - sigh...) movies was a blessing; I don't count those as part of the Xenomorph Mythology. It included the arguably good (I liked it) Alien 3, one of David Fincher's first full length features, pre-SE7EN, and the bizarrely squishy acid trip that is Alien Resurrection, which had the benefit of French director Jean-Pierre Jeunet of Delicatessen, City of Lost Children and Amelie fame. But great directors aren't enough to improve goofy scripts and the fact that it's hard to sympathize with a prison colony full of mysogynists -- chow down, hungry Alien. But I will say, the best thing about this DVD set was the fact that you got the extended cut of Aliens. Before James Cameron got all googly-eyed over the Titanic and made Dances With Aliens, I mean Avatar, he did an amazing job with reinventing Ridley Scott's original Alien into a wicked roller coaster ride. The director's cut adds quite a bit more exposition and additional dimension to key characters; it definitely kicks the badassery of the original up a few notches, so if you're as much of a supernerd about the Alien/Aliens movies as I am, it's a worthy DVD set to add to the collection. OK, Movie Nerd Rant over.

And now... back to food - Photo by Wasabi Prime
Clearly, I take my movies seriously, so I put equal effort into Movie Night. Not that these movies elicit any gastronomic inspirations, short of making spaghetti and everyone losing their appetite the second you see John Hurt have the worst case of heartburn in the history of man. Since we had a group of people over, I went the easy route: a large crock pot of chili. Nothing fancy, the pot stays hot and people serve up what they want. I had a cold antipasti-like salad as a side and it was all a hefty base to cushion the snackery I had prepared earlier.

Don't take candy from this adult, I'm just warning you now - Photo by Wasabi Prime
Caramel bacon popcorn was of course inspired by Lisa Dupar and her crafty food wizards at Pomegranate. I still had visions of my last visit to Pom Bar dancing in my head, so I thought crumbles of crispy bacon tossed with freshly-made caramel corn would be a fitting savory snack to accompany our action-packed movie night. Plus it's something you can make ahead -- I made several batches of the bacon caramel corn a couple of days before the event and kept them stored in sealed plastic bags. Even with a little humidity in the air, the caramel helps keep things crunchy. But of course the most curious snack to be given an R-rating was drunk gummi candies. I can blame/thank Serious Eats for this one, they posted a story about "Rummy Bears" and that of course got me thinking about my favorite gummi candies, gummi colas, and how awesome it would be to soak them in whiskey. That should be a solution to any tough problem. Got an issue? Have some whiskey. Problem solved.

A feast and an Alien Queen beast - Photos by Wasabi Prime
After several bottles of wine, plenty of beer and nearly all the popcorn and chili eaten - the gummis were killed early on - we managed to get through three of the Alien(s) movies, right up to the one where you see how attractively symmetrical Sigourney Weaver's head is, when completely GI Jane-d. A violent and dystopic way to spend a Saturday night, yes, but considering most of us knew the lines to Aliens by heart, it was more Mystery Science Theater 3000 than anything else. So I hope this inspires you to have your own Adult Movie Night, complete with grownup movie snacks and copious amounts of alcohol. And just remember to make a ton of popcorn because we can all learn from the Wisdom of Hudson:

Monday, October 17, 2011

UnRecipe: Gimme Some Sugar, Baby

Yes, I'm back! I'm back! Thanks to those who followed and wrote me while I was visiting family in Hawaii. I'm back on the Mainland and ready for action. Well, more like ready to get caught up on the mountain of work that had to sit while I was away, but hey, life moves on. We'll see if I do a post about my latest trip; it's going to depend on how photos turned out, but regardless -- it's good to be back in the bloggosphere.

This aptly-named post title, aside from that being one of my favorite lines by the fantastic Bruce Campbell in Army of Darkness (if you haven't seen this movie, shame on you. It's awesome. As are all the Evil Dead movies), refers to the fact I wanted sugar. Lots of it. And while this isn't representative of all the poor eating habits of a single day, it does contain all the major sweet tooth cravings I've had over the last month or two. Let the sugar rush... commence!

Coffee and ice cream, afo-ghetto - Photo by Wasabi Prime

No, I'm not pregs with fertilized eggs, but I am a lady-girl, who sometimes has lady-girl cravings. Ladies, you know what I'm talking about. And since I don't often crave sugary things, when I do get the hankerin' for something sweet, it's super-specific, and if I don't get it, the universe and everyone within my immediate vicinity are in for a world o' hurt. It's not always chocolate, but chocolate more often than not is a likely culprit. Even though we're cutting back on caffeine, I'll still have a cuppa Joe now and then, which feels like getting struck by lightning, if you must know. I craved both sugar and coffee for a potent dessert, so I made a dark cocoa-coffee ice cream and then put a scoop of it in a dessert cup, pouring hot coffee over it. The traditional way of enjoying affogato is gelato with espresso and sometimes a little dash of a liqueur, consider this afo-ghetto, since I was just working with what I had, and ice cream and coffee is effin' delicious.

The holidays are nearly upon us... start the caramel corn - Photos by Wasabi Prime

I started to think about the holidays. It's not like I just sit in a room and suddenly ponder the meaning of Christmas. But it's been getting to look a lot like Halloween, even back in August when Costco started putting bulk candy out and even now, I see holiday wrapping paper showing up on shelves and decorated trees are showing up in department stores. Retailers are insane. These are like not-so-subtle reminders, much like the Hammer of Thor beating upon your skull, that holiday season is on the horizon, so get crack-a-lackin' on what to make/bake/buy for gifts this year. I do rely on baked goods as inexpensive gifts, especially since at this point, most of the people I know don't need more stuff, but something sweet is appreciated. And I bake in bulk, so whatever I make has to be something that isn't fussy, can be done in large batches, and made a few days in advance of giving/mailing out. This year may be a caramel popcorn year. So, Friends of Wasabi, start practicing your happy/surprised face when you get a big ol' box of caramel corn this year!

I started some early recipe tests, some more successful than others, trying different ingredients to make the caramel more unique. Homemade caramel can't be beat, this is not news to anyone, but when you eat caramel corn you made from scratch and compare it to the store-bought kind, it's no wonder Cracker Jack had to put a prize in their boxes to convince people to eat it. I'm kidding, I still love Cracker Jack. But the homemade stuff really is better. And if you can avoid burning your skin off with the napalm-like hot caramel, that's just icing on the cake.

Campfire goodness, baked into a cookie - Photos by Wasabi Prime

I was feeling a little nostalgic towards s'mores. Mostly because I didn't get a chance to really enjoy the great outdoors this summer and making a sticky mess of a delightful fireside dessert. I had a bag of mini marshmallows. They're cute. They're full of mysterious preservatives. But they're still cute. I think they were 99 cents at the store, and the spirit of the impulse buy possessed me to get them. I spent one afternoon putting them on toothpics and toasting them over a lit candle. That was kind of fun. But you don't go through a whole bag of mini marshmallows like that and would feel Epic Shame if you did. So I looked for a recipe that used them, chocolate chips and buttermilk. Why buttermilk? I had half a carton leftover from making blueberry muffins, and it needed to be used up. Lo and behold, I found a recipe for whole wheat s'more cookies on Epicurious. It was like the junk food gods said, ask, and ye shall receive, you sugar-addled junkie. They were pretty tasty. Not the prettiest things in the world, but they were like big, sticky-sweet bombs of chunkasaurus rex goodness. They bake up and set nicely, but they got really sticky after a couple of days. It could have been the moisture in the air, and the fact that marshmallows are just stabilized forms of sugar-goo. The marshmallows are added whole and during the baking they melt down into gooey little craters, but in a few days they get almost syrupy, so it turns into a bit of a messy cookie, FYI. I sent some to Mr. Wasabi's parents, gave little bags of a few cookies to friends, and the rest were promptly eaten by us. I'm still deciding on whether or not to include this in the holiday baking roster, as I know friends would enjoy it, but may have to avoid sending these to family in Hawaii, as the humidity may turn the cookies into The Blob. And that's not very holiday-like.

What about you? Are you already planning your army of baked goods to send out to friends, family and the like?