Sunday, August 28, 2011

Storms, Tattoos, and the Best Thing I've Ever Made -- Turkey Ravioli


Hope everyone here on the East Coast stayed safe during the storm! As usual, my little section of Western Mass didn't see too much action, but some towns further north aren't doing so well. Lots of flooding and damage. Thankfully all my friends up there are safe. Did any of you, readers, have troubles with Irene?

I met the beginnings of the storm with some friends, drinking margaritas out of jars and munching on homemade bread while watching the rain on my friend's back porch. Pretty pleasant way to wait for a natural disaster, I think.


Also I got a tattoo this weekend! Yesterday, in fact. I mentioned in this post how I wanted to get the puzzle piece, but I thought my first tattoo would be a re-imagining of my mom's tattoo (a butterfly) that my friend drew. But yesterday my mom and stepdad were getting their tattoos, I asked if the artist had time to squeeze me in as well, since I've been putting off getting my tattoo for so long. I didn't have the artwork for the butterfly on me, so I decided the puzzle piece would be easy enough to sketch out, and I went for it! Though it hurt exactly like I thought it would (like razors going into my skin, ouch!) the pain was actually tolerable and I only winced a couple times. I love my tattoo and am scheduling the butterfly one very soon!


So, onto the food! I got this recipe booklet from a recent Pampered Chef party for only $1! The recipes all look amazing, but I couldn't wait to try the cover dish--turkey raviolis. Though the recipe was a bit difficult to decipher (the directions tell you to use all Pampered Chef products of course), these raviolis came out AMAZING. They are seriously the best things I've ever made in my life. So flavorful! The sweet sauce is made from fresh tomatoes and wine (I used white zin, haha!) and the savory filling of the raviolis blends perfectly with the sauce. It's a bit involved, with lots of steps, and took me over an hour, but it's more than worth it!


Also I used waaaay too much turkey and ended up accidentally doubling the recipe, oops! But it was definitely worth it--did I mention this was the BEST. THING. I'VE. EVER. MADE? I was happy to have more :) The recipe is edited a little to show how I made it without all the chef products suggested (I wish I had them all though!).

Turkey and Pesto Ravioli with Fresh Tomato Sauce
(From Pampered Chef's Spring/Summer 2011 Season's Best Recipe Collection)



  • 6 oz lean ground turkey
  • 1 1/2 cups loosely packed fresh basil leaves
  • 1/2 cup fresh parseley
  • 5 garlic cloves
  • 3 green onions
  • 1 1/2 cups plus 2 tbs chicken stock
  • 1/2 oz parmesan cheese
  • 1/4 cup mascarapone cheese
  • 1/2 tsp ground black pepper
  • 24 wonton wrappers (recipe calls for round, I only had square)
  • 1/2 cup white wine (recipe calls for dry, I used sweet)
  • 2 cups grape tomatoes
  • 2 tsp sugar
  • parm, basil, and sliced green onion for garnish


-Cook turkey through and drain the fat, then place in mixing bowl. In a food processor or blender, blend basil, parsley, two garlic cloves, one green onion, and 2 tbs chicken stock. Add to turkey along with parm cheese, 2 tbs of mascarpone cheese, and 1/4 of the black pepper. Mix well.


-Place 12 wonton wrappers on a cutting board or other flat surface. Spoon about 1 tbs of the turkey mixture onto the center of each wonton. Lightly brush edges with water, then place a wonton wrapper on top. Press down with a fork or glass until well sealed.


-Finely chop remaining green onions and garlic. Warm about a tablespoon of olive oil in a large, deep skillet and add onions and garlic. Once fragrant, stir in wine and cook for one minute. Add the remaining stock, tomatoes, and sugar and cook until tomatoes burst. Once burst, use an immersion blender or blend in batches until smooth. Stir in remaining mascarpone and pepper.


-Add ravioli to skillet and cook evenly on both sides and cover with sauce. Cook until tender, then serve immediately with optional garnishes. Enjoy!

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

To My Friends -- Some Breakfast

It's another long post referencing the recent events I keep discussing.
Skip to the recipe if necessary :)
I'm a people-person by nature. To the tenth degree. I need to be surrounded by people at all times or I get antsy. I'd never want a job where I didn't have to converse with a person daily. I loved waitressing because I was talking with strangers all the time, and my current job lets me interact with others a lot more than I expected office work would. Weekends I try not to sit still for a minute or be by myself for longer than a few hours. Lately I've been more comfortable with being by myself, but for the most part I'd prefer to be sitting with someone, even if we're not talking and just watching tv or a movie or something, rather than doing it on my own. This summer began with me being antsy quite a lot, since I suddenly found myself feeling very friend-less.

My mistake was that my boyfriend was my entire social life. His friends were my friends. I didn't have to worry about what I was going to do or who I was going to see, it was all done for me. If nothing else, it was me and him hanging out in his room watching tv just hanging out. When we broke up, I was suddenly way more alone than I'd initially expected. No boyfriend, no circle of friends, nothing to do and quite lonely.

Best thing you'll ever eat for breakfast.
The good that's come from this, is that it forced me to make my own social life. I reconnected with old friends, made new friends, strengthened friendships with acquaintances, and visited far away friends that I hadn't seen in over a year. I never thought of it in the sense that these people didn't matter to me before, they did, I just had been too lazy to seek them out myself. I figured if they really wanted to see me, they'd reach out to me--but what if we all had this mentality? Nobody would see anybody. This didn't occur to me until I HAD to be the one to call, and made me realize I'd actually been scared to call people, scared to be turned down when I needed it most. And, with an exception or two, nobody turned me down, and it led to some great times with wonderful people.

Would this have happened otherwise? Maybe, but this was definitely the push I needed to get myself together and not rely on a guy for all my fun. When I'm upset I need to surround myself with positive thinking and positive people I can have fun with. I was terrified of not finding that, but I did. I am so grateful to everyone whose helped me through it all and just been there for me. And the people I've met or re-met or whatnot have been worth it, tenfold.

To all of you, friends old and new, thank you. Thank you for your support, for pulling me out of my slump, and for being there to laugh with and listen. I want to make you all cookies and cakes and four course dinners to express how much I appreciate your friendship. For all you've done for me.


How about some breakfast? After all, it IS the most important meal of the day!

I recently went to a Pampered Chef party and was way too sidetracked by all the amazing products I wanted to buy to write down how to make this crazy breakfast casserole thing they made. So I tried to use my taste-memory to recreate it, since it did not come in the recipe book I bought that day. It's a perfect blend of all the best breakfast foods and can probably be edited to be healthier and less greasy--but why on Earth would you want to do that?

Breakfast Casserole
(Based on a Pampered Chef recipe I cannot find anywhere)

  • package of frozen hash browns (defrosted)
  • 4 slices ham
  • 1-2 cups shredded cheddar
  • 6 eggs
  • 1 package cream cheese
  • 2 stalks green onion, diced
  • 1 tomato, diced


-Grease a 9x9 baking dish and set oven to 350 degrees F. Crumble hash browns into bottom of dish. Top with half of the ham and cheese, then mix together.


-Whisk together eggs and cream cheese until well blended. Pour over hash browns and top with remaining ham and cheese (I added two additional eggs since I didn't think I had enough for the dish I used). Bake for 30 minutes.

-Top with onion and tomato. More cheese if you wanna.


Thursday, August 18, 2011

Do you LIKE me like me or just like me like me?



Hey, so, I was bored and made a Facebook page for this blog. Not entirely sure what I'll do with it... but I'd love you forever if you LIKE my page :)

Monday, August 15, 2011

Quarter Life Crisis -- Let Them Eat S'Mores

Occasionally, I truly understand why I named this blog what I did.

To apologize for the huge, wordy blog post to follow,
here's a s'mores bar to tempt you to read on.

A handful of us 20-somethings, we're not like our parents. Our parents who left home at 17 or 18 and never looked back, who figured themselves out and grew up in a linear fashion even if it was difficult at times. Those of us who aren't ready to settle down and marry or have a family, and those of us who aren't lucky enough to be financially free to go off and start adult life full-force post-college (whether it is from their own doing or with help) even if just barely and with five roommates in a sketchy part of town, are in what I call Weird Transitional Phase or, as John Mayer would put it, The Quarter Life Crisis.

We are post-grads living back home with the folks. This is probably the last place we want to be. Nothing against the 'rents--you could have the coolest, most laid back parents in the world. You could have full reign of the house or even your own house inside their house and you still probably want to get the heck out of there. Oprah could be your mom and you want to get out of there. Anyway. You're either frantically looking for a job, in a not-what-I-want-my-career-to-be job, or somehow in a job relevant to what you want to do in life but probably not at a high enough salary to feel like your degree is paying itself off quite yet. You're either single and loving it, single and hating it, or in a relationship of some sort and maybe or maybe not heading towards the altar in the any sort of future. You may or may not have the same friends from high school milling about.

Not so pretty, but sweet and amazing on the inside.
Like me, right?
In any case, the future seems so uncertain and so far away and you feel stuck in the Not-Yet-An-Adult-But-Definitely-Not-a-Kid-Anymore Limbo. Where you need to act professional but also kind of want to do a keg stand every now and then. You want to be taken seriously but not too seriously. Annoyed when you're mistaken for a high schooler but fear the day you're not. Hoping for the day you can just "find yourself" and become a real person. And the WHAT IF Monster plagues your nightmares: WHAT IF I don't achieve my goals? WHAT IF I am stuck living at home forever? WHAT IF I don't find a job, don't find the guy (or girl), don't get my crap together and GROW UP? When am I SUPPOSED to GROW UP? WHAT IF I FAIL??

So, last week the WHAT IFs decided to sneak up on me and freak me the heck out. I had the sad realization that even if I consolidated my loans, it wouldn't bring the monthly repayment low enough to warrant moving out of my parents' house. As it is, I can not afford rent in addition to them unless I want to barely break even each month. This led to a downward spiral of I will be in Western Mass FOREVER and I will never achieve my dreams and I will just be a lonely old lump with a bunch of cats forevermore. I tried to call friends to hang out and get my mind off it, but on the particularly darkest day no one was free or responding. On this same day things ended with the dude I had been kind of sort of casually seeing. Ending in a big crazy explosion of doom and WHATTHEHECKAREYOUKIDDINGME-ness that ended up with me just feeling lonely and unimportant with a dash of used.

Om nom nom nom...

The feeling lingered for the weekend, despite me getting out and about and roaming around Umass with a younger friend, trying so hard to live vicariously and feel like I was a freshman again, thinking this might help. It was fun, but afterward I still felt strange. It wasn't until Sunday, after some mild retail therapy and a quick stop to visit my former cat at an old theater friend's house (she gave her a wonderful home when I no longer could), when one of my very closest friends came over to hang out. We talked about her upcoming wedding, played with my dog, and made these amazing s'mores bars. Somehow, and I can't even explain it, I felt better. A combination of new clothes, a quick cuddle with my old kitten, being so happy for my friend (Weddings are fun! Love is great!), and making the most delicious of baked goods was just the medicine I needed to get me out of the funk.

I accept that sometimes, I'm just going to feel this way. The future IS uncertain, but that's okay. I can't escape to NYC, or LA, or Chicago, or London, or any of the amazing cities I feel are calling to me--not right now. I'm single again and trying to remember how to do that properly (still in the healing process, but kind of wanting to "get back out there" too) without hurting myself or selling myself short. I don't have a lot of friends in the area, but the ones I do have are there for me when I need them, but I need to understand that they do have their own lives and can't always rush to comfort me when I want them to. I have a job that I love, and that I learn something new at every day, even if it's not necessarily the career I pictured myself in. I am lucky to have a job, having a job I love is even luckier. I'm going to take a cooking class. I'm going to be in a play. I'm going to write an article for a magazine. I'm doing just fine.

Recipe = Almost Here. You've come so far...

Dear WHAT IF Monster, I AM ON THE RIGHT TRACK. And it's totally, completely, 100% fine to be scared and uncertain and stress sometimes.

It IS a Quarter Life Crisis, afterall.

These S'mores Bars, for a little while at least, make everything so much better. They were the first thing to come out of the test kitchen when I interned at FamilyFun and are still my favorite.

Magical Make-You-Feel-Better S'Mores Bars
(From FamilyFun Magazine)
*note* I doubled the recipe for mine, but this is it as-is from the magazine

1/2 cup sugar
1/2 cup butter, softened
1 large egg
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
3/4 cup crushed graham crackers
3/4 cup all-purpose flour
1/4 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon baking powder
3 (1.55-ounce) chocolate bars
1 (7-ounce) jar of marshmallow creme

-Grease an 8-inch-square baking pan. Heat the oven to 350 degrees.


-In a large mixing bowl, cream the butter and sugar until fluffy. Beat in the egg and vanilla extract. Add the crushed graham crackers, flour, salt, and baking powder and beat until well mixed, stopping occasionally to scrape the sides of the bowl.


-Spoon half the dough into the pan and spread evenly with your fingertips. Break the chocolate into pieces and arrange over the dough. Spread a layer of marshmallow creme over the chocolate. Flatten the remaining dough into pancakes and lay them over the marshmallow.


-Bake until golden brown, about 30 minutes. Let the bars cool before serving.

And all is right in the world.


*Note: I overuse parenthesis, don't I?

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Tiny Pies! -- Peanutbutter Oreo Lattice Pies

These pies.


Are so delicious.

So amazing.


And SO easy to make!!

I found the recipe over at Picky Palate--the first but certainly not the last recipe I'll try from her. She has a treasure trove of sweets recipes and the s'mores stuffed chocolate chip cookies are definitely next on my list.


I ran out of oreos halfway through so I made some stuffed with cookie dough and some with peaches. They all were equally awesome. I strongly suggest a large glass of milk with these though, as they are rather rich.

I brought the hoard to the office and they were gobbled up almost immediately.

Oreo Peanutbutter Tiny Pies
(From Picky Palate)


  • Store-bought pie crust (make your own if you're super fancy, I'm not)
  • Peanutbutter
  • Oreos
  • Cooking Spray


-Spray muffin tins with cooking spray. Roll out pie dough as flat as you can without it breaking. Use a wide mouthed glass to cut circles in the dough (use about 2/3 of the dough for this). Press circles into oiled muffin tin cups and smooth so that dough is evenly distributed.

-Layer oreos and peanutbutter inside dough cups. It will be about two oreos high.


-Cut remaining pie dough into strips and place over cups in a pie-crust-type pattern. I did half with the fancy lattice over-under pattern and half just criss crossing. I forgot a step here where you brush butter on the tops and sprinkle sugar on it, but they came out fine without.


-Bake according to pie dough package (this was 10 minutes at 400 for mine).


*For alternate pies* I just put raw cookie dough into some of the remaining cups, only latticing a few since I figured the dough would puff up a ton. The peach pies were made with overripe peaches that had been skinned and cubed and mixed with orange juice and brown sugar.

Monday, August 8, 2011

Stuffed Chicken, a Simple, Amazing Meal


Everyone needs to head over to Can You Stay For Dinner and congratulate Andie on her BOOK DEAL. Every writer's dream, such an accomplishment and I am so happy for her! I stumbled upon her blog back in January and read it beginning to present in about two days. Trying out her recipes is largely what inspired this blog. Her journey is amazing, her words are addicting, and you can't help but smile when you read it.


This dish is so very easy, and you can edit it for just about whatever you have on hand. Originally I wanted to try her Easy Chicken Cordon Bleu, but when I went to find it I found this first and felt like the flavors were just more my style.

I know, I know, I need to stop leaning so very heavily on Andie and We Are Not Martha, but they both have such lovely recipes that are so easy and fairly inexpensive to do that it's difficult not to!

Stuffed Chicken Breasts
(Adapted only Minimally from Can You Stay for Dinner?)

  • 3 boneless, skinless chicken breasts
  • 3 thick slices smoked ham
  • 
1/4 cup fontina cheese, grated
  • 1/2 tomato, diced
  • 
2 tablespoons basil pesto (I used homemade)
  • 
1/2 cup homemade or store-bought seasoned bread crumbs

  • 1 lemon, sliced into wheels

(I wanted spinach too but was out, next time)

-Slice chicken breasts nearly in half, so that they are still attached to each other like a book (butterflied, if you're so fancy). Spread mascarapone and pesto over each half, then layer cheese and tomatoes inside and cover with slice of ham. Close chicken like a book.


-Roll in breadcrumbs so that both sides are evenly coated. Top with lemon wheels and place on an oiled wire wrack above a cookie sheet or baking pan. Bake at 400 degrees F for 20 mins.


I paired these with fingerling potatoes that I boiled until soft and then let sit with butter and minced garlic until nice and tasty. I also made a quick salad and obviously topped it with ranch dressing because I will never opt for anything but ranch when it is presented to me. Forevermore.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Awards and Facts and Things


I got this lovely little award from Lynne at Cook and Be Merry! I am seriously honored, thanks Lynne! Receiving this award comes with some rules, and I am more than happy to abide by them :)


1. Post a link back to the person that gave you the award.

2. Share 7 random things about yourself.

3. Pass the award to 15 recently discovered blogs.
4. Drop them a note and tell them about it.


Since I'm still relatively new to the cooking blogosphere, you've probably seen me talk about these blogs before. But I figured it's worth posting them again, since they're awesome, with a few new ones I just stumbled upon thrown in there for good measure :)




This award is such a cute idea, and a good way to spread the word about new and interesting blogs!

My Seven Random Facts

1. This is my favorite "random fact" about myself: My eyes are two different colors. See?

When I was younger I would get the occasional "OH MY GOSH THAT'S SO WEIRD YOU'RE SO WEIRD!" that kind of made me a little less thrilled about it, but these days my eyes are my favorite physical feature about myself. I love toying with my makeup to make them stand out as much as possible. People who have known me for years sometimes never realize it, as it's most prominent in natural light and photographs, and most assume they're just green because they both have kind of a greenish tinge. Anyways, I love my eyes and they make me feel unique :)

2. My parents couldn't decide on a name for me. My father wanted to name me Erika, and my mom wanted to name me ******. They were so stuck between the two, that they came up with a wager: If I was born with blonde hair like my father, I'd be Erika. If I was born with dark hair like my mother, I'd be ******. They never told me what my name would have been had I been born with red hair or bald, but thankfully I was born with a thick mop of brown hair, and my mom won (Bee is a nickname that came about in my online endeavors when I wanted to distance it from my personal life a bit).

3. I am a horror nut. I started reading Stephen King when I was ten years old, as soon as I decided Goosebumps by R.L. Stein just was not scary enough anymore. After I read the books, I would watch the movies. And the rest is history. My love was amplified by a class I took in college called "Making Monsters" in which we got to learn the psychology behind horror movies and what makes them scary. That class gave me a deeper appreciation of zombie movies as well, and I'm kind of a zombie nut:

...if it isn't obvious from this picture! I even did the makeup myself :)

4. I had a short story "published" on Seventeen Magazine's website when I was in 8th grade. I didn't get any money or anything, just bragging rights that Seventeen Magazine thought I could write well enough to post it as the story of the month. It was the first thing I ever got published! It was taken down years ago during a site revamp, and I lost the story itself during a computer meltdown, but I'm still slightly proud of it though I'm sure it was super cheesy--since that's how I wrote back then, haha.

5. I studied abroad about an hour or so south of Amsterdam for a semester in college in a castle with 70ish other students from my college. The program my school had there was amazing, and each weekend we had Friday off and a Eurail Pass to go wherever we wanted. I got to see about 12 different cities in probably 7 or so different countries during my stay. Though a family tragedy made it kind of a difficult time to be away from home (I returned to the states for a week then returned to the program), I still look back on my adventures abroad fondly, and know it was the experience of a lifetime.


6. My younger brother is my hero. We butt heads all the time and get into the occasional screaming match but he seriously amazes me every day. Years ago we weren't sure if he'd be able to go to college or overcome the difficulties he has in life, but he has worked so hard to overcome so many obstacles and will be entering his sophomore year of college in the fall. I plan on getting a puzzle piece tattoo on my wrist in the near future to remind myself of everything he's been able to accomplish, and remind myself what an inspiration he is.



7. Though I am a budding foodie, I doubt I will ever be a snob about it. This is similar to how I feel about music: if it makes you feel good, who cares if it's some "pretentious" indie band or an overplayed radio pop song? If I'm craving filet mignon, it's just as satisfying to consume as when I have a hankering for a Big Mac. I hope that wherever I am in life, I always keep this mentality about food, music, even people, and don't ever become someone who sticks my nose up at something for such shallow reasons. Life is wonderful all around, and everything has its place and purpose. We're just here to enjoy it all.

New Recipe Today or Tomorrow, check back!

Thursday, August 4, 2011

I Thought You Should Know...

New 'do
...I got a haircut! Or, rather, a trim with bangs and a front angle. But it totally has changed my look so it seems like a way more drastic cut than it actually was. Fun fact: this was the only picture I wasn't embarrassed to post, since I am totally one of those girls who makes an entire Facebook album of pictures of herself upon getting a haircut and I went WAY too pouty-emo-face. You all don't need to see that. 

For comparison: Here's me with my former hair, being waaay
too excited about finding a tiny eggplant

So...What does this have to do with food?

Not much at all really. I just felt like posting about it. However, I cannot eat with hair in my face so the bangs were probably poor planning on my part because they're already thoroughly driving me nuts.

I just felt like a change was necessary :)

Upcoming things:
  • New camera was put on the back-burner because I'm deciding that getting my own apartment should probably be the first big ticket item I squirrel away money for. So my picture quality will continue to be crummy cell phone pictures and borrowed cameras for a while yet.

  • I've been hired to write my first freelance writing piece! It's 800 words for a family magazine (for a travel piece!) with a readership of about 2 million so I'm clearly excited. If all goes according to plan, it'll run in the spring. More details to come!

  • Contemplating buying a domain name for this place in the next month or two. Suggestions on what I should use? Quarterlifecrisiscuisine.com seems a little cumbersome but perhaps it's just the best fit.

  • I'm realizing more and more that I should dust off my long-buried knowledge of HTML and create a proper blog layout for this place. Just need to get a decent photo editing/picture drawing program, heh.

  • Tried out for another play--fingers crossed please!
Here's me as Bonnie in Anything Goes, the last play I was in.
Did I mention I am also a theater nerd?

  • Breakupsville Update: Still going strong. Having moments of weakness, but pulling through. Pretty much I'm absolutely fine until something pops up on Facebook that vaguely mentions him or a picture he's in, or when we have to converse about how I'm going to retrieve my things from his apartment and I end up in tears. Also, I'm definitely not used to being single and though I'm totally not ready to start dating again I've had some awkward encounters with potential suitors that I probably should have avoided better. I guess I'm just a relationship person and if I feel a connection with someone I'm just going to go for it, whether or not I may be "ready." Probably not the best way to go about things, so my plan for the moment is just to cool it and focus more strongly on friends--because I've found I have an excellent, awesome support group.
Seriously, all you guys, real-life friends and my little gaggle of loyal commenters and supporters, you all rock. Thank you so much for everything. In the grand scheme of things my breakup is not that big of a deal and years from now I'll wonder why I put so much energy into it. But for now, while it's still fresh, the support is so appreciated. Love you all, I do.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Gourmet Attempts -- Stuffed Portobello Mushrooms




Have you ever been to a fancy-pants restaurant and ordered a dish that you ended up deciding you could totally make yourself? That's what this was the result of. When I had my wondrous first experience sampling duck, another friend at the table got stuffed portobello mushrooms. And while I didn't actually taste the mushrooms, I made a mental note of what they appeared to be stuffed with and decided to try my hand at making it at home.


These were made during a very fancy cookout at my friend John's house. He made homemade french bread and grilled pizza where everything from the herbed dough to the tomato sauce was homemade. His family has a garden I can only DREAM about where they make all sorts of wonderful things, such as this lovely can of home-grown garlic in olive oil:

I also love using his mom's camera when I visit!
I. Love. Garlic. I'd put it on absolutely everything if I could. A friend suggested I visit a certain restaurant where everything (even the ice cream!) proudly has garlic as its main component when I visited California in March, but sadly as with the food trucks it was one of the things I just did not have time for. There's always next time though!

These came out pretty good--everyone at the cookout enjoyed them and the recipients of the leftovers did as well. I, however, try as I might just cannot get into sundried tomatoes. I ended up picking them out of my pieces. These make a great side but if you use larger portobellos I'm sure you can make a full main dish out of it--a great Meatless Monday option!

Stuffed Portobello Mushrooms
(all measurements are approximate)
  • 6 Large Portobello mushroom caps (stuffing kind are preferred but not necessary)
  • 1 bottle balsamic marinade (or make your own if you're so savvy--I've done similar things with just balsamic vinegar, olive oil, garlic and salt and pepper)
  • 1 handful sundried tomatoes
  • 1 handful crumbled goat cheese
  • 2 cups spinach
  • 3 cloves garlic


-Pour about 2/3 of the marinade over mushrooms and toss to coat, making sure caps are coated in liquid inside and out. Set aside for a half hour. 


-Saute mushrooms until just soft. Arrange on lightly oiled cooking sheet.


-Saute spinach and garlic with a few tablespoons of the marinade until garlic is browned and spinach is wilted. Stuff mushroom caps with spinach, and top with sundried tomatoes and goat cheese.


-Bake at 350 degrees F until mushrooms are completely soft and goat cheese is slightly melted and browned (about ten minutes). Serve immediately.