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Copyright © 2017 by Tieghan Gerard
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ISBN 9780553496390
Ebook ISBN 9780553496406
Cover design by Jen Wang
Cover photography by Tieghan Gerard
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To all my Half Baked Harvest readers, this book is dedicated to
you. Without you there would be no cookbook. Thank you for
reading daily and for your never-ending support. I love you guys.
Breakfast
Desserts
Acknowledgments
Index
The Beginning
FOR AS LONG AS I CAN REMEMBER, I
HAVE LOVED CREATING THINGS. When I
was little, I would spend countless weekends
working on craft projects, making photo
collages from magazine cutouts, rearranging
my bedroom, or helping my grandma set up
for parties. Never was I not doing something.
For the longest time, I had always said that I
was going to grow up to be a fashion stylist. I
loved clothes, but even more than that, I loved
putting pieces together to make them pretty. I
get this from my nonnie, who taught me all I
know about tablescapes, entertaining, and
making one heck of a Dutch Baby (this page).
It wasn’t until I was fourteen or fifteen that I
started to get into cooking, but once I started,
I never stopped…clearly.
Let me back up. I am one of seven kids. Yes, I did say seven, and yes,
we all have the same mom and dad. For most of my life, I was the only
girl of the bunch—my little sister, Asher, wasn’t born until I was fifteen.
This meant my early years were spent as one of the biggest tomboys
around. Dirt bikes, snowboarding, swimming in the lake. My mom put
me in cute dresses and hats, but I wanted nothing to do with them.
When she picked me up from preschool, I’d hop in the van and
immediately whip off my pretty clothes (I know, I know, so wild). I’d
strip down to the boxers and tee I wore underneath, just like my
brothers, and breathe a sigh of relief.
Growing up in such a big family meant a lot of things. My life was not
only fun; it was also never boring. It was hectic, unorganized, and, um,
very loud. I am the only person in my family who loves a good routine,
loves to be organized, and basically just hates all things chaotic. My
mom, on the other hand, thrives on chaos. While I love her to pieces
and she is my best friend, we could not be more different. She is an
adventure-seeking, go-with-the-flow, fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants kind
of person. Me, I’m a routine-loving, type A, crazy-focused freak. As a
kid, it bugged me greatly that every single day in our house was
chaotic. It bugged me even more that our dinners were about five
times more frenzied than my friends’. I had this picture in my head of
the perfect family dinner. You know, where everyone sits down
together at a beautifully set table, at a reasonable hour, and eats like
civilized people. I blame this perfectly concocted scene on the TV
show 7th Heaven, which I watched religiously (along with Gilmore
Girls, which I proudly admit I still watch reruns of). For the most part,
7th Heaven depicted a large family like mine. But they all sat down for
dinner at a normal hour, ate a home-cooked meal, and discussed life as
if they were actually normal human beings. That’s what I wanted, and I
wanted it so bad.
You see, Dad’s usual hour of arrival home wasn’t until seven thirty or
eight, and that was on a good night. Even on school nights we
wouldn’t eat until almost nine. (Mom will try to tell you it was earlier,
but she’s revised the memory a little bit. It was rarely before nine—ask
any of my brothers.) Finally, when I was fourteen or so, I said
something along the lines of, “Screw it! You guys are so annoying and
I’m over it. I’m making my own freaking dinner!” And that right there
is how and why I began cooking. At the time, I was cooking for the sole
purpose of helping my dad get dinner on the table before nine p.m.
What I soon came to realize is that I really had a lot of fun cooking. I
was very much a rule-following kid, but in cooking, I was more carefree
and creative. I might have used a recipe as a base, but I never followed
it to a T. If I didn’t have something the recipe called for, I used
whatever we had on hand and made it work. I was totally comfortable
just doing my own thing, never fearful that something wouldn’t turn
out. If there’s one thing my dad taught me about cooking, it’s that
pretty much anything can be saved with a giant pile of cheese and a
handful of fresh basil.
It wasn’t long before I took over all the cooking for the family. I loved it.
I loved searching for recipes, going to the store and picking out
ingredients, and, probably most important, I loved having control of
something. It felt so good to rein in the chaos and take control of
dinnertime.
Fast-forward a few years. I’m eighteen years old, and living in LA, and
working for Barbizon, an acting and modeling agency, as a talent
agent. I’m in ready-set-go mode, about to start school at the Fashion
Institute of Design & Merchandising, and pumped to begin my life as a
fashion stylist, the life I’d been dreaming of since I was little. But after
about two months, a case of homesickness kicked in. I freaked out and
moved my butt back to Colorado, back to my comfort zone of family
and chaos. At the time I was so disappointed in myself, but looking
back now, it was without a doubt the best decision I’ve made in my
life. The decision to start my blog, Half Baked Harvest, came as soon as
I returned home. I was feeling lost, and my mom convinced me to give
something completely different a try. Over the years she had seen how
happy cooking made me, so she suggested starting a food blog. Since I
really had nothing to lose, I went for it and never looked back. That was
when I stepped back out of my comfort zone and left it at the door. For
good.
That decision is why I am sitting here now, writing this cookbook filled
with recipes that I am super excited to share with you. That one
decision set me up to create a life I love. You know what’s funny,
though? The whole reason I even started cooking was because I simply
wanted to eat dinner at a normal hour. We all joke now that I eat later
than anyone else in the family, and it’s true, but only because I love
what I do so much that my workaholic self doesn’t get around to
actually eating until pretty late. I now understand the struggle my
parents were faced with all those years ago. Life is busy, and dinner is
hard to get on the table at a decent hour! But dinner is something that
shouldn’t be rushed. It’s a time to relax with loved ones at the end of
the day when work is done.
Cooking changed me, and my work changed me. I’m not the same
timid, fearful, routine-loving person I used to be. Creating recipes for
others to share with friends and family has brought me so much
happiness! My hope for this cookbook is that it becomes a staple in
your kitchen. I want it to be the book that has pasta sauce on the cover
and chocolate smeared across the dessert pages, that automatically
opens to your most favorite recipe because that’s how often you make
it. I want this book to be your go-to.
As you will see, these recipes are inspired by the people and places I
love most. I talk a lot about my family, as they truly are my favorite
people in the world. My parents and each of my siblings have inspired
these recipes in their own special way. My philosophy on food—be
bright, beautiful, and positively cozy. My philosophy on life—work
harder than anyone else.
How to Cook with This Book
EVERYONE WHO HAS A FAMILY TO FEED
IS LOOKING FOR A NEW WAY TO DO IT. It’s
about getting dinner on the table—it always
has been for me—and how to keep that
exciting and interesting. That’s exactly what
these recipes are meant to do…feed your
loved ones, encourage good conversation,
and, above all, enjoy something delicious. I
tend to take everything up a notch with my
recipes. There are a lot of classics that you’ll
probably recognize, but all with a little twist or
surprise that makes them different and helps
mealtime feel special. Just a few things before
you get started…
(3) In Nehemiah xii. 22 we find the significant phrase “to the reign
of Darius, the Persian.” Now as long as the Persian empire stood
such a description would have no point when written by a Jewish
writer. For two hundred years down to 332 b.c., when Syria and
Phoenicia fell into the hands of Alexander the Great, the rulers of
Judea were all “Persians.” But from 332 b.c. onward Greek
monarchs were the rulers of Palestine, and nothing is more natural
than that a Jewish chronicler writing under their rule should refer to a
king of the older régime as “the Persian.”
(4) Further, in Nehemiah xii. 26, 47 the phrase “in the days of
Nehemiah” occurs, implying that for the writer Nehemiah belonged to
the past, but, as one cannot say how near or how distant a past, the
point carries little weight.
(5) Again, in Nehemiah xii. 10, 11 and 22, 23, a list of high-priests
is given, concluding with the name of Jaddua, whom the Chronicler
evidently (and correctly, compare Josephus, Antiquities of the Jews
xi. 7, 8) knew to have been the high-priest about 332 b.c., at the end
of the reign of Darius (Darius III, Codomannus), when the Persian
Empire collapsed before the attack of Alexander the Great.
(B) The character of Chronicles has already been referred to, but
in a different connection (§ 2, pp. xvi f.). Here the point to notice is
that throughout the entire work the whole system of law and ritual
found in the Pentateuch is presupposed as existing in its final form.
This system, which may conveniently be described as Priestly (P) in
distinction from the earlier system to which the name Deuteronomic
(D) is applied, and the still earlier standpoint represented by the
Jahvistic and Elohistic writers (J and E), may have been of slow
growth, and no doubt embodies features of law and ritual which are
of relatively high antiquity. But there is overwhelming evidence to
prove that, as an organised and completed system, it cannot be
dated earlier than the period of Nehemiah (circa 425 b.c.). Now in
Chronicles not only is this final code in force; it has evidently been so
long and so firmly established that the Chronicler did not know, or at
least did not believe, that any other earlier system had once ruled
the practice of Israel. He belonged to a period when the
development of the Pentateuch was no more remembered, and
when its origin—in all completeness—had come to be ascribed with
absolute confidence to the remote past, in accordance with that
religious instinct which we have described above on p. xiv.
Manifestly, a considerable lapse of time after Nehemiah’s period
must be allowed for that conviction to have become established.
(C) The late date of Chronicles is finally put beyond all doubt by
the linguistic peculiarities of the book. Excluding, of course, the
passages drawn from earlier Scriptures, the Hebrew of Chronicles is
of such a character that it is impossible to assign anything but a late
post-exilic date for its composition. In every aspect of language—
grammar and syntax and vocabulary—the diction exhibits the
unmistakable characteristics of late Hebrew. It lies beyond the scope
of the present volume to give details of the Hebrew, and reference
may be made to the edition of Chronicles by Curtis and Madsen
(International Critical Commentary), pp. 27 ff., where a list of 136
such peculiarities is given.
1 Samuel xxxi.
1 Kings iii. 4‒14; v.‒vii. (in part); viii.‒x.; xi. 41‒xii. 24; xiv. 21‒xv.
24 (in part); xxii. (in part).
2 Kings viii. 17‒29; xi., xii.; xiv. 1‒22; xv., xvi. (in part); xxi.‒xxiv.
(in part).
Ezra i. 1‒3.
(2) More important and difficult is the problem of the source of the
new material in Chronicles. Nearly one-half of the two books of
Chronicles is material otherwise unknown to us, and not to be
regarded as mere ornamental amplification of the passages drawn
from canonical sources. Rather it is precisely these new parts which
give colour to the whole work, and there can be no doubt that the
Chronicler must have dwelt with special fondness on just these
passages. The question is, Can we discern or infer sources from
which these independent chapters and paragraphs have been
derived, or is the Chronicler himself their only source and origin?
(12) The vision of Isaiah the prophet the son of Amoz in the
books of the kings of Judah and Israel (2 Chronicles
xxxii. 34).
(13) ? The history of Hozai (literally the seers) (2 Chronicles
xxxiii. 19).
(1) A Book of the Kings of Judah and Israel (cited for the
reigns of Asa, Amaziah, Ahaz, and Hezekiah; 2
Chronicles xvi. 11, xxv. 26, xxviii. 26, xxxii. 32).
Compare (12) above.
On the one side is Torrey (Ezra Studies, 1910) who argues that
the Chronicler had no source at all other than the canonical books—
all else was the product of his imaginative skill. He describes this
supposed midrashic history of Judah and Israel as “a phantom
source, of which the internal evidence is absolutely lacking, and the
external evidence is limited to the Chronicler’s transparent parading
of authorities.” The strength of Torrey’s contention lies in the fact that
almost all the additional matter in Chronicles is written in one and the
same distinctive style. That style has certain unmistakable
peculiarities. Thus Driver in the Encyclopedia Britannica s.v.
Chronicles, col. 772, writes, “It is not merely that the style of the
Chronicler presents characteristically late linguistic novelties ... but it
has also a number of special mannerisms.... So constant are [these
marks] that there is hardly a single sentence, not excerpted from
Samuel or Kings, in which they are not discernible.” On the other
side we have to consider the attitude adopted in the commentaries of
Benzinger (1901) and Kittel (1902), following up a suggestion made
by Büchler in 1899. These scholars not only believe that non-
canonical sources supplied much of the new material of Chronicles,
but they have attempted to analyse that material minutely into
various contributory elements. According to their view the Chronicler
was essentially a compiler, following his sources closely and
showing such little independence as he exercised chiefly in those
verses and passages where the affairs and interests of the Levites