In general I think gotcha recipes like Fake Mashed Potatoes are silly, but when a beautiful head of cauliflower showed up in our Boston Organics box, I was getting ready to make a stew that would be perfect on top of some creamy mash. It was a good enough excuse to try subbing cauliflower for potatoes. And actually, I really liked this. I don't usually go out of my way to eat cauliflower. But this was tasty.
Mashed cauliflower is a tad bit easier than mashed potatoes, because there is no peeling. Just cut the head into florets, boil until tender, drain & dry, and blend together with some creamy seasonings. You do need a food processor, preferably a large one, so that you don't have to bother with processing multiple batches.
It was decadent, and decadent pie is the only kind worth eating. Almost as good as my mom's apple pie. She claims that there is no secret ingredient, but it wouldn't surprise me if her amazing results had something do with her fearless liberality with butter, sugar, and heat. Butter goes into the apples inside as well as the crust, and she bakes the pie long enough to reach a deeper color than golden brown, like the mahogany of a seasoned Floridian sunbather. She also never uses thickeners like flour, preferring the risk of bubbling juices to gumminess or muted flavor.
I actually set out to make a paleo rustic apple pie. And I will admit that I completely screwed up the proportions of the crust ingredients, so that the crumbly mixture of almond and coconut flour was not holding together. I hoped I could save it by patting it into a tart pan, and layering the McIntosh, Honeycrsip and Granny Smith apples on top. It smelled so amazing as it baked. And it was beautiful.
It was also extremely dry. The crust was inedible, even after a soak in frozen yogurt, and I ended up picking the baked apples off the top and throwing the rest away. Again, this is probably my fault for mixing the thing up incorrectly.
Recently The Hungry One came home late, and was not excited about the plan for dinner. "Soup just doesn't sound like a meal." The Hungry One is not me, and is not Nat, but sometimes it can look a lot like one of us. Also, the Hungry One is not exactly what you would call rational, emotionally stable or polite, because it is a monster with low blood sugar.
I quietly panicked, as people tend to do when attacked by weird made-up monsters, and brandished a serving of this tomato soup...
Why supreme? The sauce for this lasagna is full of sausage, peppers, garlic, tomatoes and onions, so the flavor instantly reminded me of a slice of supreme pizza. This was also an experiment in lasagna so full of vegetables that you don't really need lasagna noodles - a supremely veggie, post-noodle lasagna.