A Faster Way to Southern Greens with the InstantPot

2 lbs smoked bone-in pork or turkey (such as ham hocks, neckbones, turkey wings or turkey necks)
2 yellow onions, peeled and sliced in half
4 cloves garlic
1 tbsp smoked paprika
1/2 tsp crushed red pepper flakes
8 cups water or chicken stock; more if needed
Several sprigs thyme
2 bay leaves
1 tsp peppercorns
2 tbsp apple cider vinegar, more as needed
5 lbs chopped collard greens (or a mix of collards, mustard greens, turnip greens and kale)*
1 tbsp maple syrup (optional)
2 tbsp butter
Salt, to taste
Cracked black pepper, to taste
Hot sauce, for serving

Active Time: 1 hour
Total Time: 1 hour, 30 minutes (give or take)
Yield: Serves 8
Special Equipment: InstantPot or other electric pressure cooker, large pot

*Note: You can make as little as one pound of greens at a time using this method, if you plan to freeze the rest of the stock for another batch. I won't even judge if you dumped a bag of shredded greens in, but you could certainly work with fresh greens just like the original recipe.

To get started, place the smoked meat, peeled onion halves, garlic, smoked paprika and red pepper flakes into the InstantPot. Add enough water or stock to cover; at least six cups, but if you have room you can add more. (Like I mentioned above, you might as well make enough to freeze some for later.) Throw in the thyme, bay leaves, and peppercorns, then pour in two tablespoons of vinegar. Close the lid of the InstantPot. When closed properly, you'll hear it clamp and lock in place.



Select the option for Meat/Stew or manually set your pressure cooker for 35 minutes on high pressure. The pot will take several minutes to heat up and build pressure before the timer starts to count down, at which point you'll know it's working. After the 35 minutes are up, the timer will go off, but there will be too much pressure to open the lid. I use the "natural release" method and let the steam release on its own gradually. This takes another 15 to 20 minutes, and gives the stock even more time to build flavor. If you were really in a rush, you could push the vent open to manually release the pressure. Just be careful if you do that with a pot full of liquid, as the steam is very hot and tends to splatter.

Here's what I had after 35 minutes of pressure cooking and about 20 minutes to naturally release the steam:


I carefully ladled the stock through a mesh strainer and discarded the onions, herbs, bay leaves, and peppercorns. If you happen to find the garlic just mash it into the stock. Once I was down to the big chunks of meat, I transferred them to a pan and set aside until cool enough to handle. For this particular batch, I used 4 cups of stock for 2 pounds of greens and froze the rest of my stock (and some of the meat) for a future batch of greens. Remember that the greens will give off liquid on their own, so you can always wait to see what you end up with and add more stock if really necessary.


Pour the strained stock into a large pot and bring it up to a boil. Before you get to this step, you can always saute some fresh onions in the pot if you like that for texture, but I found that my broth was rich enough on its own in flavor. Once the stock is bubbling, add chopped greens by the handful and let them cook down until you can fill up the pot. (By the way, I don't recommend actually cooking your greens in the InstantPot using a pressure cooker setting, as they can end up with a mushy overcooked texture. But if you were making a small batch, you could certainly use the "Saute" function to heat your stock, then simmer the greens, leaving the pot lid open. It would be just like cooking them on a stove top in this case.)

While the greens are simmering, you can pull off the bits of tender meat that should be falling off the bones. Discard the bones, fat, and tough bits of skin. Shred or chop up the meat and add it to the greens as they finish cooking. If you're freezing any stock, you should add some of the meat to your containers. To this day, my favorite kind of meat to use for greens is ham hocks. It's just so unctuous and flavorful... hard to resist!


Season the cooked greens to taste with salt and pepper, and add the maple syrup if using. You may also want to wake things up with an extra splash or two of vinegar and hot sauce for heat. Let the greens cook for twenty minutes or so, until they're adequately tender and have absorbed all that good flavor. To finish, stir in the butter.


The nice thing about this method is that you can enjoy the greens while they still have more of a bite left, which is how I like them. It was a fresher flavor, almost like a really good soup. The second day, or after additional simmering, the greens take on a softer texture and more of that dark murky coloring. The pot liquor gets better and better.

So there you have it! Authentic greens in half the time. I enjoyed a bowl of reheated greens today for Sunday dinner, with cornbread of course. These days I've been using gluten-free flour, but my skillet cornbread recipe cooks up just the same!

Oh how things have changed!

Over the next few months, you’ll be seeing some changes here on the site and on my social media channels. The first big change is a website redesign! I’ve been publishing on Blogger’s platform since day one, but quickly outgrew it. If you’ve ever had to invest in a professional website, you probably know the kind of sticker shock that involves. I’m happy to say that I earned enough this year from ebook sales to finally put some money aside, so thank you to everybody who continues to support those projects! The new site will give me the ability to better manage online sales, so you’ll be able to purchase digital cookbooks here instead of on a separate site. Along with that, some official Kitchenista Diaries gear is on its way, and custom designed products like aprons and recipe journals. I can’t give away all the other surprises now, but I will say that moving in a new direction will open up so many more possibilities for my brand and make it a sustainable business. That’s really important to me, because The Kitchenista Diaries isn’t just a blog to me - it’s my career in real life, and I have to treat it that way. As far as the site itself goes, I’ll be opening up my platform to share the stories of other home cooks who are embarking on journeys of their own. This means there will be lots of opportunities coming soon for other food bloggers interested in guest posting, cross-posting, and freelance food writing submissions. I’m also actively looking for illustrators who are taking on commissioned work. When the new site is up, there will be a place for you to check for all of those opportunities as they become available.

Catered dinner party, 2018

I’ve faced a lot of curveballs and obstacles along my journey as The Kitchenista, but my passion for home cooked food remained the constant. I’m sure my new adventure will be just as life-changing, and probably even more treacherous, but I'll deal with those hurdles as they come. I’m moving forward into this new chapter the only way I know how: One recipe at a time.

Excerpt from The Kitchenista Diaries: Volume 1 

Sitting here in the final hours before pushing out a new cookbook, I can’t help but think of the last time I sat in front of my laptop doing the same. It was November 2016, and I’d just quit my accounting job in the weeks prior. Had the book tanked, there was no Plan B. I had no real idea what the future held when I walked out of that office for the last time, but I knew that to move forward I had to leave behind what was no longer serving my purpose. Sure enough, my plate immediately became full with opportunities I wouldn’t have been able to take had I stayed at my desk that day. I spent most of 2017 cooking for private clients, pursuing freelance recipe development, and creating content for other brands. This past fall, I hosted a series of ticketed dinners inspired by the #KitchenistaSundays hashtag. It was my first experience cooking in a commercial kitchen and managing an event staff. At the Friendsgiving celebration, we fed over a hundred guests in one sitting. It was a surreal night. Six years after my first blog post, my passion for cooking had catapulted me beyond anything I’d originally ever dreamed.

But as the Kitchenista brand blossomed online, I was privately struggling in my personal life. With the craziness of the fall season behind me, I was excited to get back to my usual routine. Or so I thought. If it wasn’t financial setbacks from bad business deals or broken laptops, it was the early sunsets cutting my workable hours short and a creative block interrupting my grind. Having coped with bipolar disorder for more than a decade, I’m no stranger to recognizing the signs of burnout. But somehow I missed it this time, chalking it up to holiday exhaustion. Things went from bad to worse, and trauma I hadn’t thought about in nineteen years resurfaced as if it had just occurred. Every day, I’d stare at my computer screen for hours, to no avail. By the time winter was in full swing, depression had swallowed me whole. For the first time since pursuing this career, I was too tired and emotionally depleted to work effectively. Bouts of crippling back pain started taking me out for days at a time. Panic attacks followed, one so bad that I spent an afternoon in the ER shortly before my 36th birthday. The pressure to keep a presence online through all of this was unbearable at times, but the last thing I could afford to do was risk the little bit of work I still had. Truthfully, there were nights that I was ready to give this all up entirely. I’d worked through all kinds of adversity in my past, but the depths of this struggle have blindsided me at times. Building a business has been the hardest thing I’ve ever attempted. It often feels like I’m crawling towards my goals, unable to come up with the means to rent kitchen space or hire administrative help, or any of the other things that would push my business forward. Cooking turned out to be the easiest part of the journey. Imposter syndrome is real, and there are days that no amount of accolades can convince me I know what the hell I’m doing. I’d grown weary of the running starts and abrupt crashes and burns that have come along with my choice to take this path. I don’t miss accounting, but I crave the stability of direct deposit on Fridays, healthcare, and the independence of having my own apartment. Bigger influencer opportunities and the prospect of a national publishing deal have been dangled in front of me, the latter of which I made steps to pursue, but these are still unknowns and not anything to plan a future around.

All of my attempts to get a new digital cookbook started were fruitless. I decided to free myself from the pressure of a self-imposed publishing deadline, resigning not to spend additional time on something I didn’t love. It suddenly became evident that I had more to let go. I halted my plans to organize new events and cut back on the types of catering jobs I was willing to price. I turned down sponsored blog work that didn’t feel true to my brand. If dinner wasn’t ready before the sun went down, I didn’t worry about taking a photo and as a result, enjoyed hot meals for a change. On days my patience was short, I tried my best to employ the block and mute button instead of losing my cool as I’d often done in the past. I stopped picking up the phone when I wasn’t up to being social. Hibernation followed. I meditated at night with YouTube guided hypnosis sessions. I binged both seasons of Insecure, twice. I listened to my old cd mixes, a lot of Jean Grae. Oprah took me to church on Super Soul Sundays podcasts. I didn’t feel guilty for the time I needed to take to myself to get through that darkness. Whatever wasn’t absolutely necessary for my survival fell to the wayside. In the first of only two times that I left my house for more than groceries, I escaped to Wakanda. A month later, I spent a few days in DC with Ozoz, a fellow blogger visiting from Nigeria. We had an amazing time sightseeing with our kids during the day and enjoying restaurants at night. In the presence of another black woman in the food industry who fully understood the struggle, I felt seen.

During periods in my life that I felt lost, cooking has helped me to find myself again. So as I’ve often done in the past when too numb to do anything else, I reclaimed my time in the kitchen. I cooked for pleasure in a way that I hadn’t been able to do in nearly a year. I spent my days testing new recipes and finding my groove again with the blog. Revisiting some of the struggle meals of my past, I made the most of a dwindling grocery budget. My cravings fluctuate between the healthy foods I feel smart for eating, and the not-so-healthy foods that I indulge in more than I’d like to admit. Quick skillet meals, decked out sandwiches and tacos provide temporary joy, but it is the complicated projects that distract me from my thoughts. I make pasta when I’m anxious. Preparing it from scratch means fifteen minutes of uninterrupted bliss, my troubles disappearing into the rhythm of kneading dough. The repetitive motion of running stretched pasta sheets through the roller is almost as satisfying as swirling fresh noodles into an unctuous meat sauce and a blizzard of fresh grated parm. Elaborate lasagnas are my specialty. Those take me all day to prepare, sometimes two, and the first bites never fail to leave me speechless for a moment. The longer a recipe takes to cook, the more apt I am to be lured in by the prospect of forgetting all that ails me while I dice, chop, grate, mash, and tend to bubbling pots. As my favorite music plays in the background and the day’s final rays of sunlight stretch across counters, I am at peace.

In early January, before I had any idea what was about to unravel, Britt Stephens interviewed me for POPSUGAR for a black history month feature. As we wrapped up, she asked about my favorite things to cook. I never have a consistent answer for this - my favorite food is whatever I happen to be obsessed with that week - but my favorite method of cooking is braising. We both agreed that slow cooked dishes are an exercise in patience. The more I think about it, they’re also an exercise in trust and faith. Cooking in my Dutch oven has been meditative. It requires me to put the lid on and leave food alone, knowing that if I put everything into the pot that needed to be there, the rest is up to time and heat alone. I forget that lesson in my own life sometimes. Prematurely stressing over my progress (or lack thereof) is akin to poking and prodding at a tough piece of pot roast that hasn’t yet transformed into something more tender. It doesn’t mean that the recipe has failed, or that the ingredients were wrong. But once the meat is flipped over and the sauce stirred, after some carrots and potatoes are thrown in for good measure, that pot needs to be covered and put back into the oven until it’s really done. In my own life, I could stand to be a little more gentle with myself and allow this process to unfold. I had to remind myself that when things feel impossible, I’m often on the verge of a breakthrough. I prayed for it to come.

When not cooking, I used my downtime to review old recipe notes and food photography albums. It was a cathartic process to clean out the virtual closets and revisit memorable moments. I went back through the archives pulling out recipes I’d forgotten or that didn’t fit into previous projects. Turns out, I had more than enough content for a cookbook. (Two books in fact, as I later decided to split half of this collection into a separate volume.) More than that, as I worked my way through my files, I realized how much the quality of my content had improved with time. There was no denying how hard I’d been working all of these years to get here. 

For six years, my social media presence and digital cookbooks have served as an open invitation to my kitchen. Whatever I was cooking that day was likely to be shared via photos and often, live video. As my audience, you’ve virtually tagged along for grocery trips and visits to the butcher, seen the meals I prepped in clients’ kitchens and what I make for my own family’s Sunday dinner. As I worked to improve my kitchen game, my followers and blog readers have grown into better cooks right along with me. Since publishing my digital cookbooks, I’ve been tagged to photos of everything from swagged out Super Bowl spreads to families actually enjoying the Thanksgiving turkey for the first time. Nearly every weekend for the past year, the #KitchenistaSundays hashtag has brought us together to salivate over each other’s comfort food. It’s incredibly touching to hear from women who have shared that cooking also became their form of self-care, or that they had lost an interest but now use my books for Sunday dinners. In the fall, our tribe showed up offline too. When I had the opportunity to staff my public dinner events in DC, I was thrilled to be able to hire Taulora and Louisa from my social media network, along with other black-women-owned small businesses as vendors.

For better or worse, I’ve shared big parts of my personal life too. In 2014, devastated by unexpected job loss and facing single motherhood for the second time, I found support in surprising ways online. My daughter was lovingly nicknamed “Biscuit” on Twitter during my pregnancy, a nod to the well-documented fertility powers of my buttermilk biscuit recipe. Women I’d never met in person rallied around me as I live tweeted through an unmedicated labor. When Raven arrived, she was immediately met with virtual love and adoration that still hasn’t wavered, four years later. My followers have watched in amusement as she stole food from my plates over the years and grew up before our eyes into the sassy toddler-sized sous chef she is today. Over time, these acts of kindness added up. They helped me find the silver linings of my circumstances, and learn how to be more kind to others in turn.

It’s been quite a ride, and today I’m proud to stand before an army of enthusiastic home cooks who get excited for anything roasted in duck fat, but still enjoy rigorously debating whether sugar belongs in grits. (My final answer may surprise you.) All of this serves to remind me that my platform is communal, and has become about your journeys as much as it is about mine. This movement can and will become so much bigger with your energy and continued support. As for me, my journey as The Kitchenista is far from over, but right now I’m working on being happy as Angela. It’s time to move on from some things that aren’t going to take me to the next level and figure out what will. In much the same way that I worked tirelessly to set my kitchen up for successful cooking, I have to set myself up for success in my personal and business life. This means making changes to everything from my daily work habits, to how much sleep I get at night and the boundaries I set online. I’m learning to trust my instincts and walk away from people who don’t have my best interests at heart. I’m working on making smarter decisions with my time and money, and willing to invest in more reliable technology so that I can work effectively. Most importantly, I have to take care of my mental health, because the alternative means everything else is in vain.

I understand the transformative power that lies in learning how to cook for yourself. I suppose that’s why I’m so passionate about encouraging others to reclaim their own time in the kitchen, beyond the benefits of eating better and the technical, tangible aspects of improving a skill set. Food is the reason most of you will open this book, but for those seeking more than that, for those who have no choice but to lift themselves up, the gift I’d like to leave you with is the recipe for self-healing.










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Spiced Lamb Pies

Ingredients:

1 batch of prepared dough for hand pies
1 egg yolk mixed with 1 teaspoon cold water

Serves: Makes 12 pies
Active Time: 1 hour
Total Time: 2 to 3 hours
Special Equipment: Heavy duty sheet pans, dough scraper, pastry brush, rolling pin, parchment paper.


As I mentioned above, you can use ground lamb or beef for this recipe, but I do hope you try the lamb! If you go with beef, stay in the range of 80/20 or 85/15, as meat that is too lean will result in a sad, dry meat pie filling.

Start out by browning the meat in a large nonstick skillet over medium high heat. As you cook the meat, break up any large chunks. Cook until no pink remains, then drain excess fat to leave only a couple tablespoons behind. If at any point you need more fat in the pan during this cooking process, use a little bit of the drained grease or supplement with cooking oil.


Add the diced onions and peppers to the skillet. Season with a pinch of salt, then stir the veggies into the meat so they start to make contact with the pan. Cook just until the veggies start to soften, one or two minutes.


Stir in the grated garlic, ginger, and scotch bonnet pepper. Scotch bonnets are extremely spicy, so use gloves when handling, or if you're like me and refuse to adhere to that advice, at least remember to wash your hands really thoroughly afterwards. If you can't find scotch bonnets at your store, habaneros will work although the flavor will be different. This is a really versatile recipe though, so use what you have - even crushed red pepper flakes would work well.


Push some of the meat over to the side to make room in the skillet. Add a little oil or fat, then drop in the tablespoon of tomato paste and all spices. Stir the paste into the skillet to cook out the raw tomato flavor and bloom the spices, which takes about a minute.


Stir the tomato paste into all the ground meat now, until it's coated and starting to sizzle. Pour in a cup of water, using your spoon to scrape up any browned bits at the bottom of the pan (also known as fond.)


Next, stir in the potatoes. You want just enough liquid in the pan to barely reach the level of the meat and potatoes, so add a little more if necessary. The potatoes should be diced on the smaller side so that they cook quickly and evenly. Gold potatoes will hold up in the cooking process better than Russets, which would turn to mash by the time the meat pies are baked.

Turn down the heat to medium low and allow the meat to simmer just until the potatoes are knife tender but still have a little bite left, which should take about 5 minutes.


Sprinkle the contents of the skillet with a thin coating of flour, then mix it in being careful not to leave any lumps. Cook for another minute, while continuing to stir. This is essentially combining with the fat left in the skillet to make a roux, which will thicken the sauce.


Pour in another cup of water, the Worcestershire sauce, and vinegar. Also add the minced cilantro.


Turn the heat back up slightly and stir the contents of the skillet. Bring it up to a gentle boil, then reduce the heat back down to low and allow it to simmer until most of the water has evaporated and the resulting sauce has thickened like a gravy. Do a final taste test for salt. You should be able to drag your spoon across the pan without the filling immediately spilling back into the empty space. Let the mixture cool down, then transfer to the fridge for at least thirty minutes to chill completely.


Meanwhile, if you haven't already done so from the previous post, prep your pastry dough. It should be chilled for at least an hour after the final step, and divided into twelve even sections. Keep all but a couple sections of the dough in the fridge as you work, so that it stays cold.

Prep two sheet pans by lining each with parchment paper.


Once the meat filling is cold, you can begin assembly. On a lightly floured surface, press one of the dough portions down with your hands to start creating a flat, round disk. Use your rolling pin to roll it out to about six inches in diameter.


I didn't have a bowl that was the right size, so I used this pastry ring to guide me, trimming about 3/4 of an inch or so around its circumference. It doesn't really matter what you use so long as you figure out a way to keep all your circles about the same size.


Once your circle of dough is cut out, place two tablespoons of filling in the center.


Then carefully bring one side of the dough up over the filling and press it onto the opposite side. Use your fingers to press the ends of the dough together, sealing the edges all the way across. Try not to tear the dough. If you find that the pies are too hard to close, cut back a little bit on the amount of filling you're using.


Use a floured fork to crimp the edges of the pie, which helps to make sure they are completely sealed.


As you fill each meat pie, transfer it to a parchment lined sheet pan. Keep the sheet pan in the fridge or freezer. As you start to fill the pan up, you can move the colder pies over to the side and stack them up a bit; they won't stick as long as they've already firmed up. That way you won't have to make room for two pans in your fridge or freezer. It's going to be a lot of back and forth to the fridge between grabbing dough and transferring filled pies, but this makes sure that all your uncooked pastry stays as cold as possible.

As I mentioned in my last post, dividing up the dough first yields very little scraps compared to rolling out the whole batch and then cutting circles. This was all I had left at the very end, not even enough to roll out a full circle!


Preheat your oven to 425° F. Once you have filled all the pies, divide them between two pans so that they are in one layer with at least an inch of space between them. Beat an egg yolk with a teaspoon of water until frothy, then brush the tops of the pies with the egg wash. This helps create a golden finish when baked. Use a fork to poke a few holes in all of the pies, which will help release steam as they cook.


(Note: You don't have to bake all the pies now. If you want to save half for a rainy day, return the other sheet pan to your freezer. Let them freeze, uncovered, until solid. Then they can be transferred to a freezer bag and stored in the freezer until needed. If you plan to keep them for longer than a month, you may want to wrap them individually in plastic first to help prevent freezer burn. When ready to bake, don't thaw. Just arrange the frozen pies on a parchment lined pan again and follow the regular instructions. They make take a few minutes longer to bake.)


Place the pies in the oven, as close to the middle rack as possible. As soon as you put them inside, turn the oven heat down to 350° F. The initial high heat blast will help puff up the pastry, but to cook more evenly they do better at a lower temperature.

Bake for 20 minutes, or until crusty and golden brown. Be careful not to overcook them, as the filling will start to spill out. This can also happen if you missed a spot when sealing the pies, as you can see in one of mine below! Luckily even the imperfect pies will still taste just as delicious.


Let the meat pies cool for a few minutes before serving, as the filling will be extremely hot! These are great warm, at room temperature, or even cold. To reheat leftovers, simply place on a pan and warm them in the oven for a few minutes at 350° F. You can use the microwave instead, but they may not stay as crisp that way.

Look at those layers! I was thrilled with the crust and the seasoned lamb was perfect. (I tested beef at the same time, so I promise it's just as good!) This is definitely a project and a half, but it's a great one to knock out over a weekend and stock up your freezer. You'll be happy when you can pull one or two out for a snack or light meal!