Read, Eat, Drink — Weekend Roundup

A weekly round-up of books, news, thoughts, recipes, and miscellany for the weekend. 

Read: The Great Contraction.

Tuesday brought the announcement that Hachette Book Group (one of the Big Five publishers) will be buying the Perseus Books Group imprints, while the distribution arm of Perseus will be sold to Ingram. This follows news that broke in May that HarperCollins (another Big Five publisher) will buy Harlequin (most known for its series romance, but which also publishes fiction and nonfiction for women) from Torstar, the Canadian media company.

I think Dennis Johnson, co-founder of indie press Melville House, sums up the big picture best here:

“…It’s just another consolidation story, one that’s been predicted all along: More of American publishing is going to consolidate, not necessarily to fight Amazon but simply to survive in a marketplace that dictates consolidation, and has since before Amazon existed. American publishing, after all, has been consolidating slowly since the 1960s. It’s only accelerated recently, and now the other shoe will drop soon enough — HarperCollins merging with Simon and Schuster is the one most are predicting.”

For agents, consolidation means less places to sell books, since imprints within one house often won’t bid against each other in an auction. For writers, this means less competition for your book, which is never a good thing. This is especially important in the nonfiction realm, since Perseus is primarily made up of fantastic nonfiction imprints like Running Press, Basic Books, Da Capo, and others that will now come under the Hachette Book Group umbrella.

Of all the coverage since the news broke on Tuesday, this article is my favorite. It manages to capture that particular feeling and mood that washes over publishing people when news like this breaks. It’s one of quiet concern, contemplation, and increasingly shaky optimism.

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Eat: Elk.

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Anyone who knows me knows that I get a great kick out of trying wild game. It was only a few years ago that I’d never even had a taste of venison, but now I’ve grown to love it in all its forms—steaks, pastrami, jerky, whole roasted loins, sausage.

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Chicken Sausage Pot Pie

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This weekend we pulled out Meat: A Kitchen Education by James Peterson and decided to tackle the pot pies. Because what are weekends for other than taking on big project recipes? And sleeping until 11, of course.

Meat is such a great cookbook for the carnivore in your life who wants to experiment with new meats like quail, venison, or pheasant. Honestly, I don’t adore the photos inside, but it’s an amazingly well-researched and thorough book and we cook from it a lot. Also, it’s called Meat, and there’s a beautiful picture of a giant hunk of steak on the cover. So I was kind of forced to buy it for Jarrett a few Christmases ago.

This recipe was one of those should’ve-been-easy-but-things-got-complicated recipes. You know what I’m talking about. It seemed almost too easy for a weekend recipe—just toss some chicken, veggies, cream, and stock in a cute baking dish, throw a crust on it, and bake! So easy. Not.

It was mostly my fault: I decided to make my own pie crust instead of using store-bought puff pastry like James Peterson recommended. My pie crust tore, but Jarrett swooped in and unexpectedly saved the day. He’s now officially The Crust Whisperer.

Chicken Sausage Pot Pie

And then I realized I didn’t actually have chicken stock. So I threw some chicken bones, mushrooms stems, onion skins, celery, salt, and peppercorns in a saucepan and improvised myself some stock.

After all that, it turned out delicious and flavorful and fragrant, and Jarrett near died from food happiness. He always loves my food, but I swear he was absolutely losing his mind over this pie.

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This pot pie only has a top crust, so you never have to worry about a soggy, goopy bottom crust. The duo of chicken thighs and chicken sausage elevates it to a whole other level. Double meat = dude approved meal!

Serves 4

Crust
Homemade pie crust [great recipe here]
–or–
One 1-pound package of puff pastry (all-butter, if possible), thawed overnight in the refrigerator if frozen

Filling
2 stalks of celery
1 large carrot
½ medium onion
5 medium mushrooms
3 chicken thighs, bones removed
1 very large (or 2 medium) mild Italian chicken sausage
Salt
Freshly ground pepper
Butter, for greasing the pan
Leaves from 3 bunches sage
½ cup chicken broth
½ cup heavy cream
1 egg, beaten with 1 teaspoon salt

1. Thinly slice the celery, and peel and thinly slice the carrot. Chop each mushroom in half then thinly slice it. Roughly chop the onion to be more or less the same size as the other vegetables.

2. Chop the chicken into about ¾ inch cubes. Remove the casing from the sausage and roughly chop it so that it is in small, crumbly pieces.

3. Butter an 8-inch pie plate then add the chicken thigh, chicken sausage, and top with the mushrooms. Season with salt and pepper, then top with the celery, carrots, onion, and sage. Pour the broth and cream over everything, then season with salt and pepper again.

4. Smoosh everything down so it’s below the rim of the pie plate. (If the filling touches the crust, it will get soggy and not rise.) Roll out your puff pastry or pie crust to be about 2 inches larger than the diameter of the pie plate, then trim it into a circle, place it over the pie, and press it firmly against the sides of the dish so it sticks. With a sharp paring knife, score whatever design you like on the dough, but be careful not to pierce through the dough. Brush the dough with the egg.

5. Slide the pie into the oven and bake for about 35 minutes or until the crust is golden brown and puffy. Serve while still piping hot!

Note: You can also make this in individual ramekins or any other cute baking dish you have. Just make sure each container is filled ¾ of the way with ingredients and that you have enough pie crust to cover it.

Recipe adapted from Meat: A Kitchen Education by James Peterson.