A Borscht Like Nana’s

My Nana (paternal grandmother) was born in Kiev, Russia in 1894. In the 1960’s Nana and Papa lived a few miles from our house in Chicago. I remember coming home from school in the winter to kitchen windows that were all steamed up. Nana was at our house and she was making soup! I vividly remember Nana’s borscht. It tasted sweet, and sour, and it had lots of meat, short ribs to be exact.
Cookbook author Barbara Kafka has a recipe in her fabulous book, SOUP: A Way of Life, that reminds me of that borscht. She says she made it for her father who was from Slutzk, a shtetl (small town with a large Jewish population) near Minsk. Barbara’s Red Russian Soup tastes quite similar to how I remember my Nana’s soup.
My mother sometimes took notes while watching her mother-in-law cook, and that is how we were able recreate her delicious Meat Soup. Unfortunately, we have no recipe of my Nana’s borscht so I am grateful to Barbara for her excellent recipe and the inspiration for me to make A Borscht Like Nana’s.
To make this wonderful soup, you can follow the directions in my previous post, BEET SOUP WITH TRUFFLE OIL (link at the bottom of this post) but do not purée. Additionally, simmer 3 lbs. beef short ribs in water until butter tender, 2+ hours. Trim the fat and cut the meat into bite-sized pieces. Add the de-fatted meat broth and meat to the beet soup. Simmer. Serve over a cubed boiled potato. Top the meaty borscht with a dollop of sour cream (if OK to serve milk with meat).

Beet Soup with Truffle Oil

Beet Soup
White Truffle Oil
Crème Fraîche

Cover the beets with water. Bring to boil then simmer until very tender. When beets are cool enough to handle; trim, peel and slice.

Strain the beet cooking liquid through a coffee filter, reserve.

While the beets cook, bring stock to a boil in a large soup pot. Add carrot, cabbage, onion, garlic, tomato, bay leaves. Simmer for 30 minutes.
Approximate Quantities:
  • 4 or 5 beets
  • 1 chopped head cabbage
  • 1 sliced medium onion
  • 4 sliced carrots
  • 7 crushed garlic cloves
  • 2 bay leaves
  • 1 bunch dill
  • 1 large can seeded peeled tomatoes
  • 8 c. stock ((beef or vegetable)
  • sugar, red wine vinegar, salt and pepper to taste
  • truffle oil and crème fraîche for garnish

After about 30 minutes, add sliced beets, beet liquid, and a bunch of dill. And red wine vinegar, sugar, salt and pepper to taste. Simmer for another 15 minutes. Remove bay. Purée with an immersion blender. Adjust seasonings.

Serve hot or cold. Drizzle crème fraîche, white truffle oil, dill sprig garnish. In the last post, I was pondering the value of “optional” ingredients. The truffle oil here is not optional. It is what makes this soup special!
One of the best wine pairings I can remember was enjoyed at Chef Nancy Oakes’ Boulevard in San Francisco where Chioggia beets (Italian heirloom variety) were paired with a fruity flavorful red wine from Brouilly. Definitely try this soup with a Brouilly if you can find one, if not, try a more readily available Beaujolais.

Delightful Color, Cheery Garnish
Highly Nutritious
Delicious Deep Earthy Flavors

Anasazi “baked potato” Beans

Anasazi Boutique Beans
Baked Potato Style:
Butter, Sour Cream, Chives, Bacon

These are Anasazi Beans. Some say they were found in a cave by archaeologists during a dig in New Mexico and carbon dated to be 1500 years old. For this reason they are also called Cave Beans. Others say that settlers at the turn of the last century found this bean in the Anasazi ruins and cultivated it in lands where the Anasazi lived. Interesting. All I can tell you is that these are very tasty beans. And this recipes rocks!


You might have read my recent post on Black Calypso Beans, and that some people think that bean tastes like a baked potato? So it gave me the idea to serve beans prepared in the style of a baked potato. Here, the tender warm heirloom beans are tossed in melted butter in a fry pan. Add coarse salt and fresh ground black pepper, chopped bacon and chives (or finely sliced scallions). Serve topped with sour cream. It’s really good.
Side note: I considered saying bacon is optional. I guess in many recipes, the author writes that a certain ingredient is optional, but the recipe will still turn out OK if you omit it. But of course, it will be different. You can omit bacon. That’s OK. You can omit the sour cream, or the butter, or the chives. I guess the only thing you cannot omit is the beans. Is it helpful to say an ingredient is optional? Your thoughts?

Crevettes au Pastis

Shrimp in Pastis Cream
Served with Fluffy White Rice

Last month I wrote about our fabulous Holiday Dinner at Susan’s, where one of the courses we prepared was a delicious Mussels with Pernod and Crème Fraîche. Kim of Easy French Food commented and recommended that I check out a recipe she posted for Crevettes au Pastis. Pernod is a brand name for a type of pastis, the only one not made with licorice.
I sautéed chopped shallots in butter until soft, then added shrimp and cooked for a couple minutes. I added cream, cooked for another minute or two until shrimp were done. Finished with a splash of Pastis. Salt and pepper to taste. Garnished with chopped parsley and served with white rice, which, by the way, is awesome with this sauce.

Pastis’s warm, sweet anise aroma and flavors of licorice, spices and herbs pair marvelously with shrimp and cream. The few simple ingredients combine to result in a divine dish. Make sure to add the pastis at the end of cooking to preserve the aromatics and nuances of flavor.
Serve the Shrimp with Pastis Cream with a bowl of fluffy steamed rice on the side. It would also make a chic first course for an elegant dinner party.
While you’re cooking you might want to try Ernest Hemingway’s Death in the Afternoon, a cocktail he invented in 1935 and named after his novel. Add 5 oz chilled Champagne to 1 oz pastis. Papa warns to sip slowly. He made his with absinthe, but when absinthe is unavailable, pastis is the perfect stand-in.

I’m recommending the opalescent milky Death in the Afternoon cocktail now to my friends in the Southern Hemisphere. It is a refreshing drink, with a great name, invented by a legend, and definitely suited to hot weather. We’ll be drinking this again in the coming months here.

Cashew Chicken for Lovers

Cashew Chicken with Bell Pepper Hearts
Hunan Hot Sauce – Yowza!

Bell Pepper Love.
Cut out the hearts with a cookie cutter.

Chicken breast, cut into bite-sized pieces, is marinated for about 20 minutes in a mixture of about 1 T. each:
  • Low-sodium Soy Sauce
  • Oyster Sauce
  • Dry Sherry
  • Mirin
  • Toasted Sesame Oil
  • Cornstarch
Stir fry chicken with the sauce. Set aside. In the same pan (or wok) stir fry chopped onions and red bell pepper hearts with a small amount of peanut oil, add finely chopped ginger. Combine with chicken, add cashews, and heat through. Toss gently to preserve the heart shape. Serve over yakisoba noodles or steamed white rice. And don’t forget to turn up the heat with hot sauce, my favorite is Hunan Red Chile Sauce.

Cashew Chicken, to Share with Your Lover
My Canine Valentine
A Tribute to Homer

Meet Homer. I rescued my little Valentine in February of 2001 and he was with us until June of 2005. When I met him at the Rescue, he jumped up and split my lip open.  Was it love at first sight?
His previous owners had put a harness on him when he was young, and never took it off. So his body grew around the harness. Finally, a veterinarian recognized this abuse as well as others, operated on Homer to remove the harness, then confiscated the little dog. He was at the Rescue all stapled back together when I called looking to rescue an adult male Boston Terrier. They told me they just picked up a sweet little guy from a vet. They knew me as I had previously rescued Mrs. O’Mally. “Come and get him,” they said. “His name is Homer!”

In his later years, Homer could not walk very far nor see very well. But he loved the breeze and sun on his face.  I found this stroller on Craig’s List, took out the seat and replaced it with pillows. Now he could still go for walks with Mally. You could tell he was so content by the way he lifted his head toward the sun.

He was only with us for four years, in that time we tried very hard to make up for his early life. Rest in Peace, Little Buddy.

May Your Heart Be Full
Happy Valentine’s Day!