Thursday, August 30, 2012

Moving On

Much to my surprise, I discovered that culinary school is not where I truly wanted to be. Cooking and creating food is my passion and I can't think of anything else that is so therapeutic and relaxing. In my absence from blogging, I have quit school, became a nanny to 4 wonderful kids, moved back in with my parents and am now currently working on both my dream and finding a job. No one said this would be easy and let me tell you, it's not. From now on, I will stay focused on the dream I want and I will pursue it. I have had many dreams and goals, but when I think of this one, I get so excited and can see the opening day. 

Growing up in rural southern Oregon, I have grown to love the beautiful countryside that God has so carefully created. Living in the city, I felt out of place. That's not where I belong and I knew that no matter what I did there in Portland, I would never be truly happy. I think of it as a lizard just going about his business until some kid catches him and puts him in a small tank. That was me. Now I am free and am able to think and process everything.

My goal, my dream, is to be the owner of a bed and breakfast. Nestled out in the country, I can think of nothing more tranquil than being there and away from the hustle and bustle of daily life. To own an establishment that brings people together in the peacefulness of the rural land makes my heart happy. I have always been the person to please people. I love the feeling of making people happy and the greatest reward is when they smile and tell me how thankful they are. It really makes one feel appreciated.

With lots of encouragement, support, and God's grace, I believe that this dream will be my reality. I cannot wait for it to come together. I have estimated that in ten years time, I will be standing at the door, key in hand, about to walk in and start the next chapter of my life. I have already found the *almost* perfect floor plan, I have paint chips and color swatches picked out, I know of the general area I want to have it, I have created a partial menu, and I know how I want it to be decorated and furnished. It may seem like I haven't gotten anything yet, but it's a start and you have to start somewhere.

From now on I will try to post recipes again. I have some amazing recipes from college and I would love to share with you.

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Sunday, March 18, 2012

The Chef

I am an aspiring chef. I love food and everything about it. I love cooking it, I love trying new things, and most of all, I love learning about it.

I grew up in a large family where family gatherings had a minimum amount of 40 people. That means someone was always cooking. That person was mostly my grandmother. Every major holiday her kitchen counters would be covered in an assortment of pies and treats. In the oven, you could count on a turkey or ham and sometimes both. Her house smelled of many wondrous scents like berries and fresh pastry, honey glazed ham, pumpkin, cinnamon, and of other spices.

Sometimes I would be over helping my grandmother make food. I was what she liked to call her "taste-tester" and she allowed me to lick the filling off the spoon, or nibble at the ham. I always felt so happy to help her. Young children are just so curious and it can be discouraging to one if they aren't allowed to explore their curiosities. I believe my passion for food is so strong because my family always allowed me to help in the kitchen. Even if it was something as simple as filling up a measuring cup with water, or cracking open an egg.

Mama liked to make chocolate cream pie and coconut cream pie for special occasions. She never really let me help her too much with the making of the pies, but when she wasn't looking I'd taste her concoctions. After hours of slaving in the kitchen over a hot stove, mama would rest and let the pies cool. We never ate these pies as if there wouldn't be a sunrise the next morning, but we would simply enjoy the rich, decadent flavors. A small slice goes a long way when it's that good.

My father raised me along with a sister and three brothers and did a lot of the cooking if he wasn't too tired after a long day of work. I can remember wanting to help chop vegetables but he wouldn't allow me to do it by myself, so he would grab my hand and guide it with his to ensure that I wouldn't hurt myself. Of course being the silly man that he is, would kid around and act like he was about to chop my little fingers off. Of course I'd squeal in sheer terror, but I always knew he would never hurt me.

Spending time with my family in the kitchen meant a lot to me and it brought us all closer. I would learn about the food, and what it took to make a tasty meal. I have always loved to cook because it reminds me of how blessed I am to be able to prepare a meal for my family. We never had so much money that we would make steak or ribs, but we always had just enough for baked chicken and vegetables. I used to think that chicken was the most disgusting thing on the planet mostly because it was all we could afford for a family of seven.

As I got older and family members started moving away, we had more money for food and that meant different food. I love baked chicken now. It reminds me of the simple days when money was tight and the only thing really keeping the family afloat was love and God.

Whenever I tried out a new recipe for my family, I would always ask if it was good and if there was something I could do better next time. Of course my dad and brothers would just gobble it down and between mouthfuls there would be the "Yum", or "It's good" comment that escaped from them. My mother on the other hand would taste and be silent while she tries to figure out what she feels about the food. Most of the time I would get the "Oh honey, this is fantastic!" comment, but never the "I can't eat another bite." comment.

I never really knew what I wanted to be when I grew up. Sometimes I wanted to be a doctor, other times an artist, like my father. About a year ago it hit me that my passion is food. I love serving people in many ways whether it be cleaning the homes of the elderly, serving the poor, or doing hours of strenuous labor on a ranch for no pay. Being a chef means I can do what I love and serve people good food. People have to eat, and people tend to eat what tastes good to them.

In the late summer of 2011, I was being questioned about what I was going to do for the fall. I usually replied with the same answer, work. I graduated early from high school and my plan was to take a year off from education to work and save some money. I applied for jobs, had an interview, got a job selling cutlery, but then turned it down a few days later. As much as I wanted a break from education, I knew it was what I had to do. I checked out culinary programs with the Job Corps, Culinary Schools of the Rockies, Le Cordon Bleu, and with The Art Institute of Portland. I made my decision. I would be a Culinary Arts major at The Art Institute.

I requested information and printed off an application late one night. For a few weeks I looked at the application and waited to fill it out until I was fully ready. My decision was fully supported by my family and close friends. Within the month of applying, I was accepted and would start Fall term which was only about five weeks away. I wasn't nervous whatsoever because I knew my family had my back, and of course I had God by my side to help guide me. It came to the night before I left when I cracked. It finally hit me that I would be moving three hundred miles away from my family and my best friends. Saying goodbye to one of my younger brothers was harder than saying goodbye to mama and dad. I knew it was for the best and that after all was said and done, I'd have something I was proud of. Finally, I was doing something for myself.

Mama and my sister moved me to Portland, Oregon on September 27th. I'd start classes on October 3rd. My first term went great. I learned a lot of new cooking techniques that were more practical than what I grew up being taught. It felt great to tell my mom that she
didn't need to cook the pork roast until the temperature said 165 degrees, but to cook to 150 degrees then take it out and let it continue to cook (carryover cooking method) for about another half hour. As it continues to cook, the juices rest in the meat making it moist and keeping it tender. I told her to NEVER slice the roast again as that allows the juices to escape from the meat and dries it out. Slice right before serving, that way the meat will be juicy, tender, and hot.

My second term is just now coming to an end. I can say that I have learned different cooking styles from different regions of the United States. I have learned history of New England cuisine, along with Southern, Tex-Mex, Hawaiian, and the Pacific Northwest cuisines. Along with the history, I have learned to recreate the common cuisines such as Clams Casino from New England, Ahi Poke and Daikon Cakes from Hawaii, Cedar Plank Smoked Salmon and Oregon Pinot Noir Raspberry Sorbet from the Pacific Northwest, and some good old fashioned Chicken Fried Steak with Country Gravy from the South.

My goal at the end of my culinary education is not to just walk away with a degree in culinary science, but to walk away with the knowledge of modern cooking techniques and the education of food found from all over the world. I want to share my knowledge with people, and I want to share my food with everyone I can.

Someday I want to own a bed and breakfast. Most people tell me that I don't need a $50,000 education in food to run something that easy. And truth is, I really don't. I know how to make scrambled eggs, pancakes and bacon. My establishment won't be your typical homestyle place. Sure, food will be served in big dishes on a family sized dining table,
but breakfast, lunch and dinner will be food made from different world cuisines and not your typical American dishes. I don't have the money to travel all over the world to experience different cuisines so I attend an institution where my instructors have gone to these places, bring their knowledge to the classroom, and educate us on how it's done.

With this being said, you as my readers know more of where I come from and what drives my passion for food. Family, and love. Cooking isn't everyone's cup of tea, but next time you dread getting in the kitchen to cook a meal, remember how blessed you are for being able to create something and maybe try remembering who taught you how to cook. I'm so thankful for my parents, Jon and Julie and my grandmother for allowing me to stand beside them as they cooked. I know sometimes it would be a pain if I was in their space as they tried to maneuver around the small kitchens, but they were always so patient with me and let me help (even if they just wanted me to go sit in the living room and wait for dinner). I can't express how grateful I am to get the education I am getting, even if it is costing me a few limbs, nor how grateful I am for the support I receive from my family.

I am Jacquelyn Peterman, a chef.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

New England

So it's been a while.... I have been super busy with school and life outside of school. I finally said this morning, "I'm updating my blog!" So here I am.

This term I am taking a hands-on lab course called American Regional Cuisine. We are studying the different regions in America such as The South, Floribbean, Pacific Northwest, and of course, New England.

New England was the first region colonized in America. Immigrants who moved, moved for reasons such as political and religious freedom, or because they were to poor to continue to live in England. The living conditions in this new land were hard and often the cuisine resembles that.

The first day back in class we made Clams Casino and Glazed Turnips. Both are classic dishes from New England, and are super yummy. I'm not a big fan of seafood, but I had to taste it and give my opinion. I actually liked it. However there was a slight taste of seawater which I did not enjoy. Glazed turnips when done right should taste somewhat like candied sweet potatoes.

Glazed Turnips

3 C. Turnips- Peeled, large dice (1" cubes)
1/2 C. Chicken Stock (NOT BROTH)
2 TB. Unsalted Butter
2 TB Maple Syrup
Salt and Pepper TT

1. Combine all ingredients in a medium saute pan. Simmer until liquid is reduced and turnips are a light golden brown (Be careful not to caramelize- unless you want it sweeter).
2. Season to taste.
3. Serve with Clams Casino.

Clams Casino
1/4 Bacon- Small Dice (1/4" c
2 TB. Shallot- Minced
1 TB. Garlic- Minced
1/4 C. (each) Red and Green Bell Peppers- Small Dice
1 C. bread crumbs
1 Tsp. Parsley- Minced
1 Tsp. Lemon Juice
12 Clams- Whole in shell
1 TB. Butter
Salt TT

1. Preheat oven to 400 F
2. Render bacon over medium heat. Add shallots and peppers, cook until the peppers are tender.
3. Add garlic and cook for about 2 minutes.
4. Add Parsley, bread crumbs and butter. Salt to taste.
5. In a small pot, steam clams. Place clams in pot and pour water in making sure that more than half of the clam shell is exposed. We do not want to boil the clams.
6. When clam shells open (after about 5 minutes), remove and snap off top shell. Loosen the meat.
7. Top the clams with the bread crumb mixture, place on a baking sheet or in a hotel pan. Bake 8-10 minutes
8. Serve and eat!!

This is very traditional, and reflects the flavors that the early settlers had to work with. Being in the New England area, they ere exposed to all sorts of seafood. Besides clam, they also had crabs, shrimp, lobster and many others. Another traditional dish is the famous New England Clam chowder. Keep coming back, because that is my next post (:

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Friday, November 4, 2011

The Roxy- Another Restaurant Review

The Roxy

In the 7 weeks that I have been living in Portland, I have eaten at The Roxy approximately 9 times. The majority has been in the last week alone. Why? I like the food, the service, and the feel of the whole establishment. For a 24/7 diner, they set standards that in my own opinion can’t be beat. The service at four o’clock in the morning is just as good as the dinnertime rush at seven o’clock, and even at three o’clock in the afternoon.

My favorite meal to eat at The Roxy hands down is The Roxy Melt. This hot sandwich is composed of a hamburger patty with cheese, bacon, avocado, BBQ sauce, lettuce, tomato, and pickles all atop toasted rye bread. I am not a fan of avocado, so I usually order it without, but I had to try it ONCE the way it is supposed to be. It wasn’t bad to be honest. For someone who will not eat avocados, I must admit I couldn’t taste it, and the texture wasn’t bad at all. Also with this sandwich you have your choice of fries, potato salad, salad, or soup. I usually get the fries because there’s something about a hot sandwich needing fries to go alongside it. Price of this meal: $6.45. It will definitely fill you up without breaking the bank.

Now lets talk about the service. I walk in the door, seat myself, and do not have to wait long for someone to come with the menus. With such short handed staff, the servers at The Roxy work like crazy to make sure you get everything you need, and will assist you in any way possible. Even with a full house, my menu and complimentary water is on my table within thirty seconds or less.

Can your favorite place do that?

Aside from the great food and service, this restaurant overall rocks. Seriously, there are always good jams coming out from the jukebox. For a dollar you can pick three songs to play during your meal. Have you ever seen plants in a toaster? Well if you have been to The Roxy you have. All along the shelves inside are white toasters with plants coming out of them. Also, there is a statue of David, who has recently acquired a Viking helmet, and a necklace. There are pictures of actors and actresses, and other celebrities signed and hung on the wall. One night I ate dinner with John Travolta. Yes I did. He sat right behind me on the wall, just staring at me. It was awesome.

Overall, I would give this place a 4.5 out of 5. For an all night diner, the staff at The Roxy make you feel welcomed. The prices are incredible, and the food, is just as incredible. I have been to a few places since I moved here, but I have to say, this is my favorite. If you’re looking for a good time, good food, and great service, you’ll find it at The Roxy located at 1121 SW Stark Street, Portland, Oregon.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011


Hello everyone!!! Just thought I'd update everyone and say that I have finally started college at The International Culinary School at The Art Institute of Portland. I am loving classes so far! Except the fact that my kitchen classes start at 7:00 AM. It's pretty ridiculous.

Anyhoo, I am required to write journals everyday, so I wrote today's and decided to share it with you. Some info you probably won't care about, but the rest is about making a vegetable stock. It smells super yummy :) and you can add it to anything! So here it is!!

Jacquelyn M. Peterman

Fundamentals of Classical Techniques


Tuesday, October 4th 2011

Today was an introduction day of the course and of the kitchen. I learned what the expectations are, as well as how to properly prep a vegetable stock, and how to properly make a small quarter-inch dice with the vegetables and potatoes. Also, we learned how to use our chef knife and make a Bouquet Garni. We reviewed the syllabus, and our kits.

Vegetable Stock

· 2 oz. Vegetable Oil

· 1 lb. Mirepoix ( ½ lb. onion, ¼ lb. celery, ¼ lb. carrots)

· 4 oz. Leeks (small dice)

· 4 oz. Fennel (small dice)

· 2 oz. Turnip (small dice)

Bouquet Garni

· Parsley

· Thyme

· Celery

· Bay leaf

· Peppercorn

Make the Bouquet Garni first by taking some parsley and placing the thyme, peppercorn, and bay leaf on it. Then sandwich it in between one stick of celery that has been cut in half then tie it together.

Next, make the vegetable stock by dicing the mirepoix, leeks, fennel, and turnip to ¼ inch cubes (small dice). Once they have been weighed to the right weight, put it all in a pot, and sweat the vegetables. This releases the flavor of the vegetables. Then add 3 quarts of cold water, and the vegetable oil. Let simmer for 30-45 minutes. Strain liquid, and toss vegetables. That is how you make a vegetable stock.

Okay so there it is. I promise to keep you updated with more recipes and new stuff! :)

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Best Darn Butter Around

Alrighty folks. Today I made butter. Not just any butter. It is the most spectacular butter I have ever made! In fact, my guinea pigs (my family) and I have all agreed that my butter is so yummy delicious that I shouldn't write a recipe for it.

That's right, it's TOP SECRET.

However, I will be selling it! I do not have any pictures of the packaged product yet, but will hopefully soon! My main flavor right now is a garlic and herb butter which is oh so delightful! I can also make plain (duh!) and salted. I will be doing more experimenting so keep your eyes peeled! It is 100% all natural and made from cow's cream. I can also make organic butter for all you organic freaks :)

Prices are as follows:

1oz. Sampler................. $1.00
6oz. Butter..................... $3.50
6oz. Organic Butter..... $4.75

I also will be selling homemade buttermilk as well. Flavors I have are:


The buttermilk is good as coffee creamer or to use in your cooking as well (buttermilk pancakes with a hint of maple? YES PLEASE!). There is organic and regular. Buttermilk only comes in an 8oz. glass bottle.

Plain, flavored.....................$3.50
Organic Plain, flavored.....$4.75

You can send me an e-mail at to tell me what size, quantity, and flavor butter or buttermilk you want.

I will post more flavors as soon as I discover the good stuff! Also, if you give me a recipe that is better than mine, then I will reward you with a FREE gift and a special feature in my blog.

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Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Sweet AND Sour Pork

Who doesn't like Asian food? My favorite item to order at an Asian inspired restaurant is always sweet and sour pork.
Sweet and sour pork is a Chinese dish that is particularly popular in Cantonese cuisine and may be found all over the world. A traditional Jiangsu dish called Pork in a sugar and vinegar sauce is considered its ancestor. Sweet and sour pork can either be deep fried or stir fried (Below, I give you the stir fried version).

I bought myself an old edition of Better Homes and Gardens New Cookbook at a little thrift shop a few weeks ago. I saw the sweet and sour pork recipe and said, "That's it, I want that in my tummy!"

So I went to the grocery store and bought the stuff I needed to make this delicious feast.
Now I didn't quite follow the rules (if I did I'd be wondering where my sanity went.) but I did manage to use the same ingredients. I just went about the cooking process a little differently.


1 1/2 Pounds of Pork (I used pork tenderloin cut into 1 inch chunks)
2 Tbsp. Hot Shortening

1 Chicken Bouillon Cube

1 20 oz. Can of Pineapple Chunks

1/4 C. Brown Sugar

2 Tbsp. Cornstarch
1/4 C. Vinegar

1 Tbsp. Soy Sauce

1 Medium Bell Pepper (diced small)

1/4 C. Copped Onion

Hot Cooked Rice


1. Brown the pork chunks in the hot shortening. Add the water, and bouillon cube plus 1/4 tsp. salt. Mix well! Cover and let simmer until tender (The recipe says an hour but I am too impatient and did about 30 minutes-- pork was fully cooked and quite juicy!).
2. Meanwhile, drain the pineapple BUT SAVE THE JUICE! If you throw out the juice, you might as well throw out the rest! Kidding, but seriously, save the juice. Combine that with the brown sugar, vinegar, soy sauce and cornstarch in a small sauce pan. Cook and stir over medium heat until thickened and bubbly. It will change color to a dark caramel-ish color. That's wonderful :)
3. Remove from heat, mix with the pork.

4. In some hot shortening, crisp up the pineapple chunks, onion, and bell pepper. drain and add to pork. Serve over hot rice.

5. Enjoy!
(**you can substitute the pork for chicken, just use boneless skinless chicken breast.)

Okay so there is that! I love sweet and sour pork so much that if any of you give me a recipe that is better than mine, then I will reward you with a FREE gift and a special feature in my blog.

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