When I left home I copied all of my favorite recipes from my mother’s recipe box. Strada is one of those easy to make and infinitely flexible dishes that can be adapted to breakfast, brunch, lunch, potluck, or dinner. One more of Jan’s friends from high school is joining us for breakfast, so I decided to make a breakfast strada.
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Jan is still on a blended food diet, so she has been making a lot of smoothies. The blueberries help a lot in disguising the dark green of the kale, so today’s smoothie looked quite presentable and tasty. Jan thought it was delicious.
Jan wanted something light for dinner. She had picked some tomatoes and basil from the garden. She also wanted breakfast for dinner, so I made her a brochette omelette.
I have recently been making excellent scones, but why leave it at excellent? My mother, Claudia, used to make raised dough cinnamon pinwheels. These were heavy, sweet and sticky, and took hours to make. Could I make a lighter, slightly less sweet cinnamon pinwheel that I could make in much less time?
Jan woke up in the mood for scones. She knew that I have had a jar of double strength orange-infused sugar sitting on my counter melding for two weeks now. She asked for orange scones.
Adapted from a Zurie recipe
We had leftover blueberries from dessert last night. Jan woke up with, “I wouldn’t mind blueberry scones this morning.” Please note that she never really asked for scones, but that is just her way. I usually make oatmeal scones, but today I wanted to do something different.
Adapted from Joy of Cooking
When Jan had her gall bladder removed while we were in China (a long and scary story), one of the results was that she was not able to digest fat normally. Too much fat in a meal would leave her feeling sick for the rest of the day or give her a very bad night. It has gotten better over the last 25 years, but I still cook with much less fat or oil than the normal American diet.
I overslept today, so Jan invaded my kitchen. Jan loves to tweak her anthropology student’s by telling them that the kitchen in our house is a very gendered space. They all go “yeah, yeah, of course that’s right.” Then she drops the punch line, “No Women Allowed!”
This morning Jan had a hankering for Schat’s Bakery Cinnamon twists. Jan’s parents were living in Lone Pine when she was born and she has taken many field classes through Eastern California, so Schat’s has a very special place in her heart. It is not the gooey sweetness she misses, but the bite of the amount of cinnamon that they use. Most bakeries and recipes are very shy in their use of cinnamon. Jan wanted the spicy heat of the cinnamon, but she did not want it to be drowned out by the sugar. She also wanted to make it healthier, but still to be like muffin Red Hots.