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Awesome Brazilian Panquecas Recipe In Pictures

16 Apr

Last Friday we had lots of fun visiting our good friends for another round of playing Kinect golf game. The game took a few hours to play and enough exercise for all five of us to get pretty hungry in the evening. That’s when our friend Victor decided to cook panquecas for us. As you can see from the name, panquecas are very much like thin pancakes; I would compare them exactly to french crepes or Russian blintz, rolled with stuffing inside. It was funny to see this type of food prepared since it’s just like a traditional Russian blintz and very close to my heart. But I guess every culture has some sort of variation of this dish. For example, we have this either with meat or it could be sweet, stuffed with mix of cottage cheese and fruit preserves. It’s a very simple dish to make, and I would say the most time-consuming part is probably the panquecas making. It’s very tasty and great either for lunch or dinner. Total making time: around 30-40 minutes.

Ingredients (for 5 people):

Dough

– 2 cups of milk

– 2 cups of flour

– 4 eggs

– pinch of salt

Stuffing

– 1 large onion

– 1 1/2 lbs. of ground beef

– 1 can (15 oz) of crushed tomatoes

– 1 small can of tomato paste

– 1 can (15 oz) of whole kernel corn

– 1 can (3.8 oz) of sliced black olives

– 1 pack of shredded cheese

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Vacation Eating: East Coast Edition

10 Apr

We only get to go to New Jersey to visit my husband’s family about once a year because it’s hard to budget for the airfare these days. But when we get there, it’s a whirlwind of house-hopping to see each of his FIVE brothers, his mother, his aunt and cousin, and our friends in the area, all set to the sounds of merengue, salsa, bachata, and hip hop, and the smells and tastes of Peru, Brazil, and Newark. It’s always an amazing time. I fell in love with Newark when I moved out there to go to college…and then I fell in love with my husband, whom I met there. His family moved to Newark when he was a little kid. Being from the west coast, it was a crazy culture shock at first

Newark bridge

A Newark bridge on a cold, overcast morning.

to move to Newark, but after the first week, I knew I’d found a new home. I spent nearly five years there before we decided to move to Los Angeles for a while. It’s an area that has a little bit of everything from nearly every part of the world…with a distinct New Jersey attitude about it. Plus, it’s only a 15-minute train ride from Manhattan, which is awesome, of course.

Newark sunny

Newark on a bright sunny day during our trip. Beautiful springtime.

I can imagine us moving back there someday, but LA is my home too, so we envision a life of living in several places in the future. As long as we’re together, home is where your heart is, right? Anyway, my point is that we have a blast when we go there. And a lot of the fun and visiting is centered around food, which is a terrific, bittersweet problem to have because everything tastes great but I’m trying not to eat too much. When you’re around family and on vacation, it can be extremely difficult to not over-indulge or even feel pressured by others to eat more, as I described in this previous post. For example, practically the first words out of my Peruvian mother-in-law’s mouth were, “Estas rellena. Toma, come,” which, loosely translated means she told me I looked like I had filled out (was a little heavier) than when she last saw me and then she told me to eat the huge plate of food she was handing me. She cracks me up. I love her to death and she’s an awesome M-I-L, but how am I supposed to eat after being told I look ready-to-have-babies heavy? Ha! Because she raised six boys, bless her heart, she typically overloads a plate for me–even if I tell her it’s too much, she insists I eat it–so sometimes, when my husband finishes his plate before me, I’ll switch my half-eaten plate with his empty plate when no one is looking. :) He happily eats more, I sit there happily stuffed.

I noticed a few general diet-saboteurs that occur when traveling:

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