My 25th High School Reunion: Reunited and It Feels So Good…

by paige on June 2, 2009

YouTube Preview ImageI SPENT A RECENT WEEKEND at my 25th high school reunion. That’s not as scary as it sounds. I loved high school (I know, hate me, I deserve it) and some of my best friends in the whole world are the women who first knew me then.

I attribute my love of high school to three things. First, it was the only time in my life that I felt like I wasn’t a total goober for being a smart (smart-ass?) kid. At my high school, everyone was too smart for their own good, so being a little too smart no longer made me special, or especially unliked, as it had for all of junior high (the dark days, as I think of them.) Second, my school was a boarding school, which meant, as my mother liked to say, that I lived only with the one kind of people teenage me could stand: other teenagers. Third, boys in high school liked me, and oh, how I liked them. Ah, youth.

But I digress, for even though some of my reunion was spent thinking about boys turned into men (baldness is cruel, can I just say?) the best moments were all about my girls, my BFFs, with whom I had nearly three whole days of criminally luxurious hang-out time.

One highlight was Friday night, when I cooked dinner for everyone at our friend Barb’s house. Barb lives about 20 minutes from our old school, so we were able to gather at her table, drink wine and relish each other’s company–without husbands or children–for hours. Bliss.

I had to make something simple, healthy, and able to accommodate an astonishing range of mid-life dietary requirements: no wheat or gluten (me); no red meat (sweet Katherine); no dairy or shellfish (darling Dara Kaye). I settled on a simple roast chicken, butterflied to save cooking time, and a salad of buckwheat kasha, roasted asparagus, walnuts, olives and fresh herbs. It was good enough that everyone wanted the recipes, so I thought I’d share them with you, too.

This is a simple, super-nutritious dinner that comes together quickly; most of the time you’re just waiting for the chicken, which means you can sit down at your dear friend’s kitchen table with a glass of wine, and laugh, cry, and laugh some more.

Butterflied Roast Chicken

Don’t be intimidated by butterflying–using a sharp chef’s knife or poultry shears, it’s a cinch. All you do is cut the backbone out of the chicken, starting at the tail, cutting a straight line on either side of it all the way up to the top of the back. Then you turn the chicken breast side up, press down on the breastbone to break it and flatten the bird out further.

I like to tuck the wing tips under the sides of the chicken so they don’t burn, and cut little slits in the skin below the breast to tuck the tips of the drumsticks into to hold them in place. (You have to rotate the legs so that the bony bottom end of the drumstick points in toward the center of the bird’s breast.) The result is a slightly-more-elegant, faster-cooking presentation.  You can see a video of the process here.

Ingredients

1 chicken, around 4 lbs.
2 tablespoons extra virgin olive oil (or less, to taste)
coarse salt and freshly ground pepper
1 lemon, cut into 1/4 inch slices
fresh herbs (optional)–I like thyme, rosemary and parsley
6 cloves garlic, unpeeled

Preheat the oven to 450 degrees. Butterfly the chicken and pat dry with paper towels. Rub the breast side with a bit of olive oil and sprinkle both sides with salt and pepper. Place the bird breast side up in a cast iron frying pan. Slip your fingers under the skin on the breast and thigh, creating a little pocket. Slip in a couple of sprigs of your herbs. Tuck the lemon slices around the bird. Scatter a few herb sprigs and garlic cloves around the bird.

Roast the bird breast side up for 30 minutes. Remove from oven, turn the bird over, and roast breast side down for another 30 minutes. Remove from oven, turn breast side up, and cover the pan with a lid or aluminum foil and let the bird rest for 15 minutes before carving and serving. You can give each portion a piece of roasted lemon and garlic for both garnish and for flavor–both are delicious squeezed over the meat.

Kasha and Asparagus Salad

2 cups kasha (buckwheat)
4 cups chicken stock (water or vegetable stock is fine)
2 tablespoons extra virgin olive oil
1 bunch asparagus, tough ends trimmed
1 cup walnuts, coarsely chopped and toasted in a sauté pan
1 cup oil cured black olives (kalamata olives in brine are good too, but rinse these first)
1 cup coarsely chopped Italian parsley
1/2 cup chopped red onion

Dressing:
Juice of 2 lemons
1 tablespoon balsamic vinegar
1/4 cup extra virgin olive oil
coarse salt and freshly ground pepper

Bring the stock to a boil in a medium saucepan and stir in the kasha. Lower the heat so that it simmers and cover. Cook for 20 minutes, until the stock is absorbed and the kasha is tender, and then remove from heat and turn into a large bowl to cool. Meanwhile, put the asparagus on a sheet pan and drizzle with 1 T. olive oil. Roast at 450 degrees for 15-20 minutes (watch it carefully so it doesn’t overcook or burn) until just tender and bright green. Remove from oven. When it’s cool enough to handle, chop into bite size pieces.

Add asparagus, walnuts, olive, parsley and red onion to kasha in bowl. Combine dressing ingredients in a jar with a lid and shake to emulsify. Add to kasha mixture and stir gently. You can serve this warm, at room temperature, or chilled–it’s good all three ways.

Cooking with these women around me made me think about other cooking compatriots, especially Chris, my best friend from graduate school, who was my constant kitchen companion for years. Check out our adventures in the kitchen here and here and here and tell us–who do you love to have beside you when you’re cooking? Who are your sisters in the kitchen?

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marionroach June 2, 2009 at 9:17 pm

I have always wanted to do this! Thank you, sister. What a lovely picture this paints of you and your BFFs at the table, eating your wonderful bounty. Good sisterly stuff.

Paige Orloff June 3, 2009 at 9:02 am

So what’s stopping you, Marion? One of the big takeaways from our reunion weekend was that this kind of restorative gathering needs to take place more often, not less. We all felt blown away by how much we gained by even a few days reconnecting with people who knew us extremely well, on some deep, pre-adult level. Just do it! (I can help with the menu planning!!)

Keith Alexander June 3, 2009 at 12:25 pm

Good food and drink just amplify the good times, don’t they? Much respect to you, Paige, for organizing and executing such an cool event. Undoubtedly, you created an evening that your sister-friends won’t soon forget. Magic can occur when entertaining those you love.

paige June 3, 2009 at 1:32 pm

Welcome, Keith, and thanks for the kind words. Funnily enough, I didn’t organize it. The reunion (which ran from Thursday night to Sunday noon–a long event) was planned (beautifully) by the school and other classmates. But the dinner was just one of those kismet-y un-plans, where each of the six of us contributed a bit, and we were miraculously able to fix a time that worked. I volunteered to cook because, well, that’s what I do. Breaking bread (and uncorking wine, if you indulge) with people you love is one of the the greatest joys, and control freak that I am, I love to be the one who gets to plan and orchestrate the menu. It’s a disease, but one with lovely side effects.

Marilyn June 4, 2009 at 10:55 pm

That sounds heavenly, Paige – the friends, the meal, the feeling. I can practically hear you and your pals relax – the leaning back in chairs, forks on plates, the clinking of glasses and loosening laughter. What a wonderful, delicious time.

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