Doesn't this picture just warm the cockles of your heart? (What is a cockle?)
I love it for so many reasons. First of all, I'm crazy about small dishes. It must be because I never played with dolls as a kid. (Although I do recall buying a miniature ceramic tea set with my own money when I was about 10. Very fine quality, it was.)
Second, this little meal was prepared and stored in the freezer, with the pastry top unbaked. I'm in love with my chest freezer, and it never mistreats my food as long as it's wrapped very well. So along comes a day when I don't know what to eat, but I remember that little pot on ice... Convenient.
Finally, I love this food because the filling was actually leftovers from a previous meal. Stewed chickpeas with Moroccan flavors.
The frozen goodie sat out in a sunbeam (on top of the freezer) to thaw for a little while, then went into the oven to warm and brown up.
Bean pie. Funny.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
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You're a bit thick on the cute-and-adorable lately!
And that's not a bad thing!
(yay chest freezer)
I think the little pots and ramekins appeal to your dainty appetite, too. No gross, huge servings, just cute. Love the red.
I always thought that cockles came in nasty little pots of vinegar amd were sold by the strange little seafood man who walked around the pubs of Manchester on a Friday evening. "Seafood you all, cockles, mussels, crab sticks, kippers for breakfast".
What they are doing in your heart, I really have no idea!
El: See a pattern here? The days are getting longer.
(yay chest freezer)
Zoomie: This little pot was just the right size, but I have an individual-serving ramekin that's too big for me! I love the red, too.
J-in-Wales: Oho! Yes, I know about cockles (and mussels, alive, alive-o). I didn't know they came in pots of vinegar. Ack. Here's something I found for you:
Cockle: The ventricle of the heart. The origin of the word cockle in this sense is a matter of conjecture but in medieval Latin, the ventricle of the heart was called cochlea cordis and cochlea may have been corrupted to cockle. See also: Cockles of the heart.
Interesting about the cockles, Cookie. There is a part in the ear called a cochlea, too, and it's shaped like a shell. Maybe the heart cochlea is shell-shaped, too? Cockle shell-shaped, perhaps?
Zoomie: How amazing. Really, I did a little searching, and the cochlea translates from Latin as "snail shell." But the ventricles don't have that shape. I don't know why they were called cochlea in medieval Latin.
http://www.riversideonline.com/source/images/image_popup/ch7_theheart.jpg
Perfectly brown crusty good stuff.
I'm calling my ventricles Cockles from now on.
Greg: I think I'd eat anything under a piecrust.
Mouse: I'm calling everything cockles from now on. Excuse me, I have to go turn on the cockles and watch the cockles.
It certainly does warm my cockles, whatever they are. I like miniature things too, although I DID play with dolls as a child. Now I just covet miniature things as an adult.
Cute delicious little pie. Nice.
I have freezer-envy.
Hungry Dog: That's nice to hear. I wasn't sure if I should be ashamed of my small dish obsession. :)
Anna! You still don't have one? Sears, my dear, right up the road.
Dick Cheney is an asshole. A cruel, sadistic asshole.
Zoomie: Yeah, and he's a criminal! Waterboarding is against Geneva Conventions, and he's admitting he's a supporter. Prosecute that demon.
Sweetie pie. You and the pie :)I've never thought to use chickpeas in a pie. I shall try it.
Barbara: It could be a bit of a dry mouthful, so use some lubricating liquids (and no bottom crust). A tasty way to eat leftovers!
xoxo
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