Showing posts with label hostess. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hostess. Show all posts

Friday, June 4, 2010 Silence = Zucchini Night



Every time I cook a meal, at some point, there is total silence. That’s a good sign. It means people are enjoying their food.

Last night there was a lot of quiet.

The meal started off with a Zucchini, Apple and Blue Cheese Salad. Crunchy and sweet chunks of apple tempered the tang of the cheese. The colorful salad could be topped with walnuts, I had them out in a dish. But I forgot them on both of my servings. It was a delicious salad. A great way to start the meal, simple to make – I see many in my future. Maybe with bacon? Mmmm.

The Pasta-Free Lasagna with Zucchini and Chicken took longer than expected to come out of the oven, but as one of my guests said, it was worth the wait. Long thin slices of the summer squash layered with pounded chicken breast. It’s actually something my husband used to make when he was on the Atkins Diet, without the zucchini. The sauce I made was full of flavor, cooking the sliced squash to al dente perfection. Another great way to make a low-carb “pasta” that tastes good and is reminiscent of home.

The Zucchini Dessert Trio was excellent. The Lemon Zucchini Sorbet with Poppy Seeds was bursting with quadruple lemon flavor. Lemon juice, Lemon Verbana, Lemon Thyme and Lemon Balm blended together with the green zucchini to make the most gorgeous shade of citrus sorbet. When making it the texture seemed odd, so I added the poppy seeds as a distraction. But once frozen the dessert came together nicely, the poppy seeds adding a pop - as they should, according to their name.

The Zesty Zucchini Cookies with Quinoa were almost too healthy to accompany the other desserts. The steel cut oatmeal cookies made with homemade apple sauce, orange zest and yellow squash were par-baked during the day so I could serve them hot out of the oven with a cold glass of milk. Everyone got a bag to bring home!

The Chocolate Zucchini Cupcakes with Cream Cheese Frosting were out of this world. Spiced up with ground cloves, moist with the zucchini and topped with a little dab of sweet heaven. We almost annihilated the cupcake tree. The best part? I have an extra bag of icing in the fridge. Strawberries, anyone?

Another successful dinner - and “only” three courses, unless you count the three desserts separately. And you count the two bread courses - which I loved. Two courses of bread with butter, what’s not to love? Other than the fact that it’s summer and I don’t fit into any of my shorts.

Stay tuned for the video!

Bang on, my peeps!

-HH

PS - I've tried to include links for some of the recipes. Please note that I rarely follow a recipe exactly as written. Neither should you.

Saturday, May 22, 2010 Hungarian Night!!! The Video!!!


Once again, big thanks to PsychoMagnet for letting me use their song "Rich Bitch."

If you would like to hear your bands music in an episode of The Headbanging Hostess send tunes to headbanginghostess@gmail.com

Feel free to e-mail questions, comments and suggestions as well! You could win a spot at the dinner table!!!!

Bang on, my peeps!

-HH

Saturday, May 15, 2010 A Headbanging Hostess Tip

A Headbanging Hostess is always a hostess. Even when you are out and about in the world, one should be as welcoming as possible when people enter your space. This is assuming, of course, that they are equally welcoming. If they should happen to be rude then fuck'm. Unfortunately, that is overwhelmingly the case in this thing we call civilization out of tradition more than definition.

We've all been there. You know, that trip to the supermarket when apparently nobody got the memo. The memo that there are other people in the world. They block the aisle with their carts or their asses, barring access to the one thing you went to the store to get. Or they're just moving so fucking slow and completely centered in the middle of the aisle so you can't get past them at all and you know they can see you out of the corner of their eye but they don't care!

I hate people like that.

But I digress.

The Headbanging Hostess has spent what seems like a lifetime serving customers. Anyone who's done it knows that a single 8 hour shift can last a lifetime. So when The Headbanging Hostess finally reaches the check-out she not only has her own bag that she knit out of cotton and has been using for at least 3 years, she has her freakin' manners! They're free, people. "Hello!" "Please" "Thank You" - don't cost a cent. I actually stole that advice from a very young, hot, angry waiter.

I digress again.

A Headbanging Hostess always greets the cashier with a "Hello, how are you?" and a big smile. The poor fuck's been standing on their feet ringing up all the idiots you've been dodging in the aisles for who knows how long. For nothing. Minimum wage, minus taxes and probably union dues. And minus dignity, because people aren't nice to cashiers - at least round these here parts. If you live in Nicepeopleland let me know where it is.

If you are lucky enough to have a bagger give them a smile and a hello. If you are lucky enough that they recognise that big pile of cotton yarn at the end of the belt as your hand knit grocery bag give them a big "Thank You!" with an exaggerated lilt, as if you're speaking to a four-year old or a dog. They probably don't speak English, so you're communicating with your tone more than anything. Tone is universal. When you see porn in a foreign language you still know they're enjoying it, even though you don't know what the fuck they're saying.

Digressing.

Always end with a "Thank you! Have a good one!" I substitute "good one" for day/evening/holiday so I never really have to be sure what time of day it is. Or what day it is. Covers all my bases.

Does this make the world a better place? No. But it makes my world a better place for a few moments - exchanging pleasantries with another person as if we really were "civilized."

After that it's back to dodging idiots on my way out through the parking lot. Idiots driving cars are dangerous, very dangerous.

Now, back to my movie...

Bang on, my peeps! ;)

-HH

Friday, May 14, 2010 Blueberry Night Declared a Success!!!



What began as a slow night, with me staring out the porch door looking for signs of peeps, turned into one of the most scrumptious Thursday evenings ever!

Chilled Blueberry Soup with a swirl of Greek Yogurt started off the night. Made with White Zinfandel it had an aroma way more complex than a melted ice pop, dark in color it was bursting with drunken-blueberry flavor. The yogurt swirl was just enough to add a creamy surprise to every little spoon.

Chilled Chicken and Blueberry Pasta Salad was a familiar comfort food, with an occasional burst of sweet and tangy fresh blueberry goodness. The only problem was I kept putting it back in the fridge! Living chickens should be free-range, but once they're cooked it's either HOT or COLD - nothin' in between.

The main course was a yin-yang of sweet and salty with a side of spicy. Juicy ham, bathed in cherry juice and root beer, was dressed in a Maple-Blueberry Sauce. Knives were not needed as the ham quickly melted away under the slightest pressure from a fork. Kind of like Kettle Corn in it's perfectly-blendedness I could have eaten it until it was gone. But, alas, the Cooked Corn Salsa with Blueberries was calling out to me from the other side of the plate. "Hey, Lady! You thought me up! Now eat me!" Corn, peppers and onion, spiced up with jalapenos and tempered with bursts of blueberry - going back and forth between the two I had about three platefuls.

While I'm on the number three - the Blueberry Dessert Trio! OMG! Blueberry Rice Krispy Treats? To die for! Blueberry Muffins out of cake mix? Brilliant! And the Blueberry Sorbet? Ask Marc. He had three scoops :)

All this from a tiny little blue berry.

Delicious!

I'm so filled up with anti-oxidants I only needed 5 hours sleep!

-HH

Onto the video!

Wednesday, May 12, 2010 Fuckin' A! I'm Blogging!

Would you look at this shit!?! Four months ago I start making dinner for my friends on Thursdays and now I've got the galls and the balls to blog about it. Two weeks ago I started making videos. And holy shit, people liked them! They were funny! And I looked fuckin' HOT!

Now, if any of that offended you you've happened upon the wrong blog.

If not, read on.

Here I am, The Headbanging Hostess. Inviting you to join me in what I enjoy most in life - food, friends and fun.

Every week I'll plan and prepare a themed menu. It could be centered around an ingredient or an idea, a type of cuisine or my favorite Heavy Metal band. I'll also show you exactly what it takes to be a headbanging hostess! You too can be bitchin' in the kitchen, thrashin' with passion and so fuckin' cool it really ain't right. Oh, and your friends will love you for keeping them so well fed.

-HH