:: Buttermilk Fried Green Tomatoes ::

April 9th, 2013 § 0 comments § permalink

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I’m a G.R.I.T. Girl Raised in the South, and every now and again I get a craving for that good old comfort Southern food. We fry everythang and I mean EVRY’ thang. We fry twinkies, Snickers bars, pink guitars. Yes, I know all about my oils (from peanut to conola). Peanut is good for turkeys and conola is good for green tomatoes.
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It’s rare to find a good friend green tomato up here in the Northeast. When I found these tomatoes in my local grocery store I couldn’t resist. And the fact that they had buttermilk, too? Awww, man. I won’t be coming home for awhile, but these will have to suffice. Fried_Green_Tomatoes_05 Fried_Green_Tomatoes_07 Fried_Green_Tomatoes_08

INGREDIENTS

3 green tomatoes

2 cups of buttermilk

1 cups of all purpose flour

1 cup of yellow cornmeal

1 tbsp paprika

1 tbsp pepper

1tbsp salt

4 cups of canola or vegetable oil

1) Heat the oil on medium-high heat

2) Mix the flour, cornmeal, paprika and salt together

3) Slice the green tomatoes

4) Dip in buttermilk

5) Dip in mixture flour/cornmeal mixture

6) Check the oil by putting in a speck of cornmeal. It should begin to fry immediately

7) Deep fry for  5-7 minutes

8)  Place on paper towel to catch the oil.

ENJOY!!!

PHOTOGRAPHY: ME

:: Visiting Eataly ::

March 5th, 2013 § 0 comments § permalink

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I love to travel, but sometimes you just can’t get to where you really want to be. It’s been 7 years since I’ve gone to Italy, and I can still remember the sautéed spinach with garlic-infused chili olive oil, the gelato, and the bread, OMG, the friggin’ bread!!! It’s true, I remember the cuisine more than I remember Michelangelo’s statue, but they both truly took my breath away. Whenever, I have a craving to get there and I can’t muster up the euros to fly out of JFK, I visit Eataly on West 23rd St and Broadway in NYC.
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Eataly is the uber-lunch cafeteria. But it’s not the typical place of prepubescent school years. Soggy microwaved food served on Formica trays will not be found here. The food is fresh, fresh, fresh! What I love? The sage butternut squash gnocchi, salami and goat cheese served on specially made cutting pine cutting boards, and the wine from around the world that will make you orgasm. Seriously… Tip 1: Get to Eataly around 11:30 am so you can get a seat. It becomes a madhouse at noon. Check out the specials on the chalkboard. The fried whiting topped with calamari is my fav!

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The seafood is magnificent as is the cheese. This is drive-by Italian dining the way they do it in Florence and Milan. Hands-down one of my favorite places to eat in all of NYC. Go when you can, and tell ‘em Katori sent you!Eataly_06

PHOTOGRAPHY : ME

:: Lavender Lemonade ::

March 4th, 2013 § 0 comments § permalink

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I’m a lover of unexpected fusions of flavors. When I landed upon a delightful concoction of Lavender Lemonade at Eatonville Restaurant in Washington D.C., I was hell-bent on deciphering the recipe. Unfortunately, Aretha, the waitress was not too forthcoming about all the sweet details. Never one to give up, I picked up a bag of culinary lavender at the Union Square Farmer’s Market in New York City and got to experimenting in the kitchen like a mad scientist.LavenderLemonade_01

Now, you can’t just pick up any old lavender from the store. No use getting those dried fragrant bundles West Elm sells to spruce up the smell of a dank room. That will have your stomach churning faster than a Texas tornado. Culinary lavender is specially cultivated and can be added into drinks and even certain meat dishes. It gives foods an outright aromatic flavor and surprisingly adds a sweetness that cuts the tartness of citrus.
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Boiling the lavender will make any kitchen smell like a field in France. It makes a floral tea that turns brown in the boil.

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But don’t let the look of lavender fool you. When mixed with the acid of lemon juice, the lilac leaves can turn the liquid a bright pink! The hidcote variety is the type that makes this pretty and unusual hue. Get in the kitchen pronto and get your mad scientist on.
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INGREDIENTS

4 tbsp culinary lavender

2 cups of freshly squeezed lemon juice (8 lemons)

2 cups of water (for lavender tea)

1/2 cup of sugar (for tea)

8 cups of cold water

1/2 cup of sugar (to taste)

1) Squeeze lemons to make at least 2 cups of lemon juice.

2) Bring 2 cups of water to a boil. Pour in the culinary lavender and 1/2 cup of sugar. Bring tea down to medium-high and boil for 10 minutes.

3) Strain the leaves out of the tea. Set aside.

4) Pour lemon juice and lavender tea together in a pitcher. Add the cold water. The hidcote variety should turn the lemonade pink.

5) Add more sugar to taste. Serves 8.

:: Hats ::

March 3rd, 2013 § 0 comments § permalink

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Fedoras. Fasciniators. Berets. My collection of hats has been growing for a while now. Perhaps I was intrigued by the women who would crown their heads with the most elaborate fabric sculptures on Sunday mornings. Growing up in Memphis, I would stand at the gates of our missionary Baptist church to see the deacons’ wives march past with art balanced on their heads. They rode the wind like the women in Africa who skillfully balanced raffia baskets full of fruits and dreams on their heads. Hats. I mean, they call them fascinators for a reason. They made these women look Godly. Made their necks stretch long to balance that precarious fashion on top of able minds and even more able bodies.
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As winter begins to draw its curtain, let’s give a nod to that accessory that keeps us warm and keeps us regal. Keeps us bright and keeps us posed from Saturday night lounges to Sunday morning sanctuaries. Hats_02

PHOTOGRAPHY : ME

:: Happy Holidays!! ::

December 25th, 2012 § 1 comment § permalink

 

Happy Holidays, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa and a Merry Christmas to my fam all around the world! More recipes and style secrets to share in the New Year. Till then….

Kisses,
Katori

:: Friday Night White ::

December 7th, 2012 § 2 comments § permalink

New York is a hustler’s town. When you have back to back meetings during the day, you end up wheeling your office right along with you.

Gotta get to Starbucks for a meeting to discuss casting, lunch at Red Rooster with a friend up in Harlem, downtown to drop off something at the accountant’s, pitch meeting there, pick up scripts here–Rippin’ and runnin’ is something us self-made artists just have to do. But on Fridays, business soon gives way to pleasure. That’s why I always wear something that can transform me from my daytime meetings to chillaxin’ time with the ladies.

   A winter white blazer with leather always gets it done ;) Have a great weekend y’all!

:: Outfit ::

Top :: Patterson J. Kincaid

Blazer :: H & M (last season)

Bottom :: Adriano Goldschmied

Shoes :: Christian Louboutin

Accessories :: Necklace (Aldo) + Sunglasses (Savannah Clothing Co.) + Purse (old)

Photography :: SCOOP PIXELS

:: Empire State of Mind ::

December 6th, 2012 § 1 comment § permalink


It’s been 12 years. 12 years since I moved to the Big City. I flew in on a midnight flight from Memphis. At the pilot’s behest, I looked out my window, as we banked right to land at LaGuardia. The street lights shimmered like iridescent pearls in a blanket of darkness. All those houses. All those apartments. A million little universes haphazardly stacked up towards a crumbling sky.

As soon as my feet hit the ground, there was no time for dreams. Surviving was on my To Do list every day and thank God I always got a chance to check it off. You get so busy out here that you forget to enjoy what home has to offer. Until today.

Iconic. Bold. Striking. Ingenious. A testament to good old New Yawk sacrifice, the Empire State Building has been the home of many proposals, movie shoots, hell, even some shoot outs. New York can be cray like that, but you gotta get gluttonous sometimes and eateth from the table of tourism. The Big Apple has so much to do and at 102 floors nearer to God the Empire State Building is its ultimate attraction.

No one seems to  speaking the same language up here, but the hand signs for “Can you take a picture?” is something everyone understands. It’s why we’re here. Sometimes experience is the best souvenir.

:: Outfit ::
Trench :: Banana Republic
Top :: Collective Concepts
Shoes :: Vince Camuto
Purse :: Orelia
Hair :: Oumou at Turning Heads
Photography :: SCOOP PIXELS

 

:: Goodbye Savannah ::

November 28th, 2012 § 0 comments § permalink

With Savannah time, you always on time, whether you rolling up to Abe’s, the oldest bar in town, to get a late-nite whiskey sour or people watching along the river. Savannah’s clocks are slow as Aunt Jemima’s Butter-infused syrup, custom-made for folks with short legs like me. I was even 10 minutes late for the local ghost tour. Guess cause I wun’t in no hurry to be scared. I had heard that ghost hunter Chase of  Savannah Ghost Walks will have you jumping at your own shadow. I can’t say I saw any “shadow people” playing peek-a-boo with me on the wall, but I’m a story collector and I brought y’all back a souvenir.

Legend has it that in the late 1800s, a young indentured servant named Alice Riley killed her rich boss. She and another servant had tired of his sexual advances, and together they strangled him during a bath. She was soon brought to trial and quickly convicted. As she walked toward the dangling rope spelling her fate, she explained how she was with child . The mob thought she was biding for that Savannah time, but those good old boys not wanting to kill to an unborn child, stuck Alice in a prison for eight months till the babe was born. Just moments after the umbilical cord was cut, she was brought to Wright Square, where she was viciously hanged before a mob of many.

There is a saying in Savannah, the Spanish moss never grows where innocent blood has been split. Wright Square ain’t got a lick.

Some people say they’ve seen a moon-colored woman walking through the square after midnight. She keeps on asking, “Have you seen my baby?”

Savannah’ll give you chills like that. These folks got stories for days. They also got gates made out of skillets and a woman named Paula Deen who serves up Bob Marley drinks and platters of diabetes in the most loving way possible. They got Tybee Island where the white sands and sky blue waters will make you feel like you floating on another heaven. And they got time. Boy, do they got time. I miss you Good Old Savannah. But I’m coming back. Lord knows, I’m coming back soon.

 

:: A Modern Wedding ::

November 24th, 2012 § 4 comments § permalink

This summer, I attended a three-day event planning course at FlowerSchool NY led by the awesome David M. Handy.  Our assignment was to design a wedding for an imaginary client who wanted a bold, sleek modern look with “non-flowery” flowers. Now, who in the world has heard of “non-flowery” flowers? Nonetheless, we rose to the challenge. My partners in crime were Philly-based florist Dan Fingerhut of Spike Greens and Jayne Williams, a florist hailing from Australia. We descended upon NYC’s Flower District (28th St between 7th and 6th Avenues) and picked a combo of Calla lillies, craspedia, celocia, leucadendrons, blue thistle, and green trick for our design. We then went to Something Different Party Rental and decided on the clear mirage chairs with a white tablecloth juxtaposed against glistening black chargers for something minimalist. Dan was in charge of the tablescape, Jayne–the ceremonial site and the bridal bouquet, and I–the escort table arrangement, bout and bridesmaid bouquet. I think we pulled together a sleek yet unexpected look that I’m sure our imaginary client would have loved! What do y’all think? Let me know your thoughts!

Photography :: Cal Crary + SCOOP PIXELS

:: Agave Sweet Potato Pie ::

November 22nd, 2012 § 0 comments § permalink

Happy Thanksgiving, Fam! I hope everyone is taking this time to enjoy family and friends and especially good food! Here at Katori’s Kitchen, I wanted to share a remix on a down-home Southern Thanksgiving favorite–the sweet potato pie.

I don’t know about y’all, but though TDay can be amazing, every year it’s often the start to a 5-7 pound weight gain for me that rolls through Christmas straight into the New Year. And since my New Year’s resolution this year is NOT to make any resolutions (i.e. the #1 rez LOSE WEIGHT!), I’ve decided to be proactive and create a healthier version of a dish I can’t do without. I’m calling it Agave Sweet Potato Pie.

 Instead of using an entire cup of brown sugar, I’ve reduced it to 1/4 and replaced the rest with 1/2 cup of blue agave sweetener (473 calories). Though together with the reduced brown sugar amount, the calorie count equals 682 only 200 calories less than 1 cup of brown sugar, the agave is definitely a healthier substitute. With its low glycemic index, it’s a much safer dessert for family members dealing with diseases like diabetes or hyperglycemia. Cutting out the half stick of butter knocks out another 400 calories. Replacing whole milk with low-fat Carnation cooking milk knocks out 5 grams of fat.  My usual pie serving is 410 calories with 18 grams of fat. This one? 330 calories and 12 grams of fat. Hey, every bit counts ;)

:: Agave Sweet Potato Pie ::

Ingredients:

3 medium sized sweet potatoes (boiled till soft)

1/2 cup of blue agave sweetener

2 eggs

1 teaspoon of baking powder

2 tablespoons of all-purpose flour

1/4 cup (4 tablespoons) of brown sugar

1 teaspoon of ground nutmeg

1/2 teaspoon of cinnamon

1 cup of evaporated lowfat milk

1 9″ inch deep dish pie crust

Directions:

1) Preheat oven to 350 degrees

2) Remove skins from boiled sweet potatoes

3) Mix sweet potatoes, adding the blue agave sweetener, eggs, baking powder, all-purpose flour, brown sugar, ground nutmeg, cinnamon, and evaporated lowfat milk. Electronic hand mixers are amazing, y’all!!

4) Pour mixture into an oven-warmed pie crust

5) Cook for 40 minutes.

6 ) Serves 8. Enjoy!!

Photography :: SCOOP PIXELS