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Cayman Cookout – Day 1 in Grand Cayman

Tuesday, January 17th, 2012

Snorkeling

We arrived a day early and spent my birthday in the amazing waters of Grand Cayman. We snorkled and swam and snorkeled some more. The water is warm and clear and full of some of the cast of Finding Nemo. It was incredible. I snorkeled in Hawaii many years ago but it was not like this. The water here was warmer and clearer.

We were going to be booked solid with demonstrations, lunches, dinners and events so I wanted my birthday completely schedule free. Because of that however, we didn’t make dinner reservations. Once we got in from snorkeling, I realized I really wanted to be able to eat at Blue by Eric Ripert for my birthday. We called. They had a 9:30 table. We have a 7 year old. That wasn’t going to work. My husband had booked it though before we got back to the room and decided that was a bad idea. So we walked down to Blue to tell them we wouldn’t be using the 9:30 table assuming we’d be heading to one of the other hotel restaurants for dinner. We were in shorts, not dressed for an Eric Ripert dining room. They said they could seat us then if we wanted. OK!! We sat and were presented with the many choices for dinner and, surprisingly, a kid’s menu! I never expected that. Le Bernardin sure doesn’t offer a kid’s menu. ;-)
Hamachi

They brought out the amuse bouche which was a tortellini with…honestly I have no idea but it was so wonderful, and a scallop ceviche bite. They gave my son what looked like two tater tots but they called “potato croquettes”. He was not interested. I told them he’d really rather have the scallop and they brought him the “grown up” dish instead. He loved it, they thought he was awesome.

He got tomato soup with croutons and local snapper with rice and vegetables from the kids menu. We ordered the 3 course a la carte menu since we knew that he wouldn’t have the stamina for a full many-course, multi-hour tasting menu. I started with hamachi 3 ways, then the lobster and for my main the tuna. My husband got the conch ceviche, the tuna with foie gras (a signature Ripert dish) and the snapper.

While we were eating, we got to ogle the table full of celebrity chefs and they’re beautiful wives having dinner on the patio outside our window: Eric Ripert, Anthony Bourdain, Jose Andres, Richard Blais, Francois Payard, April Bloomfield and others. It was hard not to stare. The weekend had just started so we hadn’t had our brush with culinary fame yet. This event is so small (compared to most food events) that you are constantly running into a culinary hero as you’re walking the beach, traversing the hallways of the Ritz or at the events.
Lobster
Dinner was spectacular. The service at Blue is on par with Le Bernardin. The sommelier noticed our son was getting antsy and came over an made him a mouse out of a napkin! They were so incredibly accomodating even though they were also having to serve their boss and some of the best chefs in the world on the patio just outside.
Conch ceviche
This is one of those meals ….one of those weekends…that it seems silly to “review” the food. It was excellent of course. That’s what we flew many hours on a red eye with a bonkers kid playing 12 hours of video games for. The hamachi was clean and refreshing, acidic and salty, rich and cool and the same time. The conch had no chewiness like I expected, but it also had bell peppers so I only snuck a tiny bite from my husband to see what it was like. The lobster was, well, lobster at Blue! Imagine it and you’ll probably be correct!
Chocolate
I ordered the chocolate death for dessert and it arrived with “Happy Birthday” written in chocolate on the plate. I am not one to hide the fact it’s my birthday. I don’t worry about getting older. I tell everyone I meet it’s my birthday. I revel in my day. It’s all about me. I got a candle and a chocolate wish. And I was in the Caymans with my favorite chef in the world. My birthday was the most amazing one I could imagine. Well, except for the woman who told me her husband flew Eric Ripert to her house to cook dinner for her and 6 friends. That is unbelievable but nevermind that. I would never dream of anything better than the Cayman Cookout for my special day.

And it would only get better.

Read about Day 2 and Day 3!

It’s Crab Season

Tuesday, December 6th, 2011
Frying up the Crab Cakes

Frying up the Crab Cakes

This is a variation on crab cakes I’ve done in the past. This time I only sauteed up shallots and garlic and threw a little chopped arugula in at the last few seconds. Added salt, pepper and chopped thyme. The hardest part of the crab cakes is getting the crab meat out of the shells, the rest is a cinch! The key is to not touch the cakes in the pan until the are crispy brown on the bottom or else they’ll completely fall apart. Put the patties in and walk away. I also used semolina flour to dredge them in instead of white flour. I like the texture better.

Crab Cakes on Arugula

Crab Cakes on Arugula

I just drizzled a quick dressing of shallots, lemon, salt and olive oil over the cakes and salad.

Yummy!

We Ate in New York City – My Interview with Sxip Shirey (Sasabune, New York, NY)

Monday, October 10th, 2011

Chantrelle and Sxip ShireyWe were in New York City for a family event. Neil Gaiman has been telling me for I don’t know how many years now to go to Sasabune so I made sure I got reservations while we were there. My husband, 7 year old son and I were all going but I made the reservation for four people knowing I’d be able to fill that seat. Not only did I fill the seat, I filled it with the talented, fun, remarkable Sxip Shirey.

We made our way through the rain and found Sasabune. An unimposing, somewhat hidden sushi bar at 73rd and 1st. There are very few tables. There are no menus. The sign on the wall says, “Today’s Special: Trust me.” I did. Fully. We sat down, ordered some tea and sake and got down to food talk.

The first dish out was albacore in a soy marinade.


Sxip: This is fascinating. This is very fascinating… [takes a bite of the albacore] Oh my God… Oh my God. I really like eating raw flesh a lot.

Chantrelle: Me too. I’m a big fan.

Sxip: In Germany for breakfast they have a kind of raw pork on bread.

Chantrelle: Raw pork is something I haven’t had and I’ve only ever heard of it being served in Germany.

Sxip: It’s really good. This is so lovely.

So, let’s talk about food. I’m a big fan of whatever is the moonshine of whatever culture. When I travel and tour, old men come up with this crooked finger like “come hither” and they pull out some bottle. I was on tour with Gentlemen and Assassins, which is Brian Viglione, Elyas Khan and myself.

Chantrelle: I know I just helped Kickstarter your project.

Sxip: It’s going to be great. I mean it’s three bull clowns on stage. It’s great. Anyway, we were in some French village in a great venue. I got their local grappa but it was called something else—wine turned into hard liquor. I don’t remember the name…not marc.

And then in North Carolina, I really, really love drinking moonshine. Moonshine isn’t like any other alcohol. You feel really awake.

Chantrelle: That’s a dangerous game.

Sxip: You don’t feel like it’s bad for you. In Hungary and those places you get rakia. It can be like battery acid. It’ll come in empty Pepsi bottles. It usually has a slight color to it. And then there’s Slivovitz. It’s plum-based. Rakia is also plum or cherry-based.

You have to have the clear stuff. Rakia isn’t totally clear and it really… Yeah… The first time I had it was at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival. Years ago. I got a crush on a Serbian girl. We hung out and her guys give me a shot of it. I never had it like this again. It literally numbed my tongue. You swallow it and it hits you a second later. It’s Bugs Bunny cartoon alcohol. Your eyes bug out. That was the first time and I was like, “What the hell was that?” But I do really like it. I’m glad it’s not around me regularly. I don’t have moonshine readily available.

Luminescent Orchestrii was touring and I let it be known that I like moonshine. There’s this great festival called Shakori Hills in North Carolina. A guy put a little mason jar of moonshine on the edge of the stage. Then I took it to a brass band—I love brass bands—I love the brass band scene. To me it is the punk scene of this time. People doing music for the fun of it. Huge bands: Mucca Pazza out of Chicago, Killsonic at of L.A., Hungry March Band from New York (kind of the grand mammy-pappy of a lot of them), Black Bear Combo out of Chicago, there was Infernal Noise Brigade, What Cheer Brigade out of Providence. They’re really great. Internationally too: the Pink Puffers out of France.

Chantrelle: I’m totally ignorant of that entire scene.

Sxip: It’s amazing. Once you see it, it makes amplified music seems stupid. It does. Amplified music is stupid. We are so far away from understanding that. It is so not cool—it’s the reverse of cool. It just makes people distant from music. I obviously use amplification when I play, but I always have to have an acoustic thing too.

Maguro and Toro

[Here comes more food. Yellowfin tuna and Toro. With each dish, we’re instructed: “No soy sauce.” or "Soy Sauce."]

Sxip: Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Wow, what is that?

Chantrelle: Toro. The fatty part around the belly of the tuna. It’s like fish butter.

It’s like if meat was ice cream.

Sxip: It is like fish butter.

There’s this restaurant in North Carolina, in Asheville. Lumiis are on tour. We go and eat there. It’s from the Veracruz region of Mexico. It is the best Mexican food I’ve ever had

Chantrelle: In North Carolina?

Sxip: Yes, in North Carolina. And Benjy is from L.A. and says the same thing. It’s not fancy stuff, it’s tacos, soup. It’s in a grocery, right? And the beef cheek tacos. It’s like if meat was ice cream.

Chantrelle: How did you discover that place?

Sxip: Three of the bandmates are really into food and Benjy and I are really into finding tacos. Real ones. When we go there, he eats with his eyes shut. It’s really amazing. And he’s from L.A. He said it was better than anything he’d had in LA. There’s great food in LA. But it’s probably regional. Why would this be different? The cook is a mom and it’s probably a regional cuisine. But those beef cheek tacos…Of course a lot of people in town don’t even know that place exists.

It’s also very common that people like to feed me meat. I put out a vibe of hard liquor and meat.

I put out a vibe of hard liquor and meat.

Walking down in the East Village by a meat pie store, this guy runs up and goes, “Sxip!” He’s a fan of mine and I don’t know him but he gives me a free meat pie. I was really obsessed with meat pies. I’d go to England and I learned to talk about it on stage:

Imagine a world where you have pie and you love pie and you have meat and you love meat. But in this world there are no meat pies. Imagine someone who loves pie and loves meat coming to a magical place where they fused the two together into something wonderful.

I’d say this on stage to explain to the English why I love meat pies. I guess if someone said “you have bread and you have ground beef and you put it together magically.” That’s what it’s like.

The best one though—we played on the Isle of Jersey. The Isle of Jersey is a tax haven on the English Channel. The Rolling Stones manager used to go there with suitcases full of cash. We did a show and I got really drunk with these puppeteers afterwards.

Chantrelle: Not a sentence many people utter.

Sxip: Yeah, I have even weirder sentences when I’m talking about circus life.

There were some locals there that knew me through Amanda I think. And I was like, “I want to eat meat pies.” And they were like, “It’s late but we’ll hook you up.” Apparently it’s late for the licensing for the bakeries and all the bakeries are shut. But what they do is sell illegal meat pies out the back door.

Chantrelle: Black-market meat pies!

Sxip: Yeah. So I’m in a line behind this bakery and there’s a line of drunk people by the gate. There’s a slot in the gate where you shove money through and they shove meat pies back.

Chantrelle: Like a speakeasy for meat pies.

Sxip: I’m really drunk and eating these meat pies. Cheese ones, all these meat ones. And I remember the kid looking at me and he said, “I thought you’d be cool.” I’m like, “No man, you’ve got the wrong guy!”

Chantrelle: You thought wrong!

Sxip: I’m not going to fit into your adolescent-needs-social-order-internal-instinct.

We performed in Grenoble, France. The cheese center of France. They make the best cheese. Gentlemen and Assassins tour a lot and we want to do it right. We were only going to countries that have good food.

Chantrelle: That’s the way to do it.

Sxip: Brian and I were talking about doing a food blog every day on this tour.

Chantrelle: Do it! I’ll read that.

Sxip: We were like, “Give us local stuff.” The cheese I ate made me see god. So complex. It’s probably not pasteurized.

Chantrelle: It’s tasting you while you eat it.

Sxip: Exactly. That the cheese was amazing. There was this one goat cheese. I grew up with goats and if it tastes goaty I don’t like it. But my dad says if you feed them right it doesn’t taste goaty. I can’t eat goat cheese in this country because it tastes so goaty. That cheese was amazing though. It made your brain skip a beat. It is getting so much information. The oldest part of our brain is dedicated to olfactory senses and it’s the largest part. Maybe the newer parts are more complex.

Plate after plate

[More fish arrives: butterfish (soy sauce), fluke (no soy sauce), red snapper (soy sauce)]

Sxip: Yeah…mmmmmmm, that snapper!

Luminescent Orchestrii played in Bath England. Bath is an interesting town because it was a Roman town. The beer in that region—I’ve never had such good beer. You come back and drink craft beers here…

Chantrelle: It’s the water.

Sxip: It’s not just that though we mistake hoppiness for sophistication. “Ooh, it’s so hoppy.” It’s like beets. You can put lots of beets in something and you just have a lot of beets, not sophistication.

[More fish comes, warm...No soy sauce]

Sxip: I’m just going to stop talking for this…… Wow. Yummy. Oh wow. Eat that. This is just delicious. That sauce!

Chantrelle: I should never go to sushi that Neil doesn’t recommend!

Sxip: Yeah, this is so good.

[More fish comes. Uni from Catalina Island included on Sxip’s plate. I said I didn’t want Uni when we arrived. Sxip did not.]

Sxip: In my personal mythology, there are only two things I don’t like: Swiss cheese and sea urchin.

Chantrelle: I’ve tried it multiple times and have given up.

[Sxip tries the urchin]

Sxip: I went from neutral to No then I liked the after salty taste. I tell people, don’t make me a sea urchin Swiss cheese patty melt. [not sure how often that would come up!]

Chantrelle: I’m a foodie but there are all these things you’d expect a foodie to be into, like cheese, that I won’t eat. It’s been such a hassle. We’ll go to someplace, get the tasting menu, and we don’t know what’s coming out so we’ll tell the waiter, “Don’t bring us this, that, and the other thing.” And then it’s this game of telephone or we forget something. So I got this idea to just have a card. Hand it to the waiter and then it’s done.

[Sxip looks at the card]

Sxip: No organ meats, that’s a shame. We should talk about foie gras. I finally had it in France. It’s evil food.

If you want to imagine what that looks like, imagine duck hearts on a plate.

Luminescent Orchestrii were at this great little arts festival in this ancient walled city in France. We performed there… Actually I have a great story. There’s this French accordionist who is doing regional French accordion music. We went to lunch. It’s France so it’s very meat oriented. You can either have the steak or the duck hearts. This is my only meal of the day and I’m an adventurous eater but I got the steak. I get the steak and I go sit down and this guy has a plate of duck hearts. If you want to imagine what that looks like, imagine duck hearts on a plate.
Exactly how it sounds. He looked at me with this look of concern, slight anger, and confusion and said, “Why would you get steak when you can have duck hearts?” He piles a bunch of the duck hearts onto my plate. The duck hearts are amazing. They’re like the tenderest steak you’ve ever eaten. The steak pales in comparison…Pales in comparison.

Chantrelle: What’s the texture?

Sxip: Like meat. Soft. It’s a blood rich muscle—the strongest muscle in your body.

Chantrelle: I’d have to have someone give that to me not knowing what it is.

Sxip: You can’t not know what it is, it looks like a heart! I like parts to look like parts.

Then at the end of our trip someone found out that our bassist, Benjy, had never had foie gras. This guy had foie gras he’d canned himself. Then Benjy is talking to this woman he just met and said, “So you kind of torture the duck to do this?” And she’s like, “Oh no… They like it.”

Chantrelle: Right, they run to the funnel.

Sxip: So he said, “What do the farmers do?” She said, “They hold the duck down and put the tube down their throats.” Benjy’s like, “Wait, how is it they like it if they have to be forced?” I went to Benjy and said, “That’s why the hearts are so big. The farmer’s giving the duck love. He’s holding it because he loves it. The heart gets bigger and bigger and then they feed us the hearts too!”

We had a few days off and we went to see this American woman and French guy. They have a theater retreat where they live with their child in France and there are all these lavender fields. It’s like van Gogh land. Sunflower fields too. They find out we have foie gras and they serve it with great pomp. I was thinking about that foie gras 3 days later. It was amazing. I wish I could have it all the time… No I don’t, I can’t for moral reasons.

Chantrelle: I had it at the French laundry and didn’t like it. I figured if I have it there and don’t like it I’m not going to.

Sxip: At a laundry?

Chantrelle: No, the French Laundry. Thomas Keller’s restaurant in Napa Valley. I give everything a shot once.

Sxip: The other thing about that dinner was we made burritos. We make burritos, we set the whole thing on the table and then we don’t eat for 2 hours! We didn’t understand this. No one said we are going to do this so it sat and got cold. We sat drinking for 2 hours then eating. Then drinking for 2 hours then having the foie gras.

This is the big lie about the French: “The French don’t drink to get drunk.” What fantasy land do you live in? Do you ever hear this from people? They don’t drink to get drunk? They drink with food. Yes, they do, but they drink for 2 hours before, drink during the food, then afterwards and then for breakfast probably and then lunch.

Chantrelle: It’s not that they don’t appreciate their alcohol. They appreciate it in quantity.

Sxip: The French people are thin but that’s because they don’t eat crap.

Chantrelle: People say that to me. “How are you so skinny and a foodie?” I eat food! I don’t eat crap. I eat good food.

Sxip: If you don’t each shit with corn syrup in it…

Chantrelle: …or deep-fried processed crap.

Sxip: I eat a lot. I eat fat. I eat all that stuff, but I don’t eat processed foods. I love fatty meat. I lived in Texas for 3 years. Texas brisket—oh my God, there’s nothing like it! It ruins you for barbecue anywhere else. They cook it for 10 to 15 hours. It’s got this layer of creosote. There is this one place, I walked in and it was all firefighter sitting there, I thought this is going to be good. When I ordered, the woman grabbed a knife and cut a big piece of creosote soaked fat for me to gnaw on…not even gnaw on, for it to melt in my mouth while she goes in the back to get me my brisket. Texans don’t do much well but they can cook meat like nobody else on the planet. There are certain things I really love and that’s great.

[Crab rolls come... An uncut maki filled with blue crab and rice. Long pause of moaning and breathing]

Sxip: This is such comfort food somehow.

[More breathing and moaning]

Sxip: Next time you’re in New York, go to Fatty Crab. Sit at the bar and get the pork and watermelon salad. It’s incredible. It’s watermelon and green shoots of something and crispy pork skin and big piece of pork fat. Amazing. Fatty Crab I love. Whenever I have a really good gig I take some and there as a treat. [We went the next night, it was heavenly. The watermelon and pork salad was absolutely to die for.]

I think I told my best food stories….Oh wait…Neil and Amanda flew me and the Luminescent Orchestrii to their family wedding party on the Isle of Skye. It was so lovely. He gave me as a gift a jar of extra strength, extra aged Marmite. I finally got it the other day…you have to overtoast the bread a little bit, use Irish butter—slather it on there—then you put the right amount of Marmite. The butter and Marmite fuse into one flavor and it’s just like heaven exploding in your mouth.

[I make a totally disgusted face]

Sxip: You’re a foodie??! I wish my house was closer, I’d make you go back and try it! I’m going to make you Marmite.

Chantrelle: I’d try it.

Sxip: The thing about Marmite is it’s going to last forever but it gives you the sense that you’re eating meat. Triggering something in your brain. You mix that with the fat of the butter and the toasted piece of bread so you have the heat. You’re sinking your teeth into some animal. Easy to chew animal.

I wish I lived near here. I’d so make you Marmite perfectly. I’ll make you Marmite with Marmite from Neil Gaiman.

Chantrelle: We’ll have to make a date.

Sxip: People love to love it and love to hate it. So it creates a great dynamic.

Chantrelle: Some people even write songs about it…well Vegemite at least.

Sxip: The other thing I got from Neil was amazing by the way. He has bees and he gave us jars of his honey. I grew up with bees too.

My father says he remembers cutting the honey and my brother and I would reach over, there would be tinfoil on the table while he was cutting the comb and we would get some on our fingers and it would still be warm. It was so nice. My father was a mathematician who was obsessed with having a giant, gigantic garden that I worked in. We had a lot of these very visceral food experiences. That’s why can’t eat vegetables anywhere. They don’t taste like anything.

Chantrelle: What is your best childhood food memory?

Sxip: My best childhood food memory is standing with my brother. My dad had just made yogurt. He’d pull out a spoonful of yogurt and I’d run up and get a bite then run back in line and my brother would get a bite. I remember that specifically.

Chantrelle: If you could only eat food from one region in the world, including alcohol….

Sxip: [without hesitation] Japan.

I really love English food. Basic meat, a good piece of cheese, good beer. I love it. There’s a Colombian restaurant called Bogota. Really good Colombian food.

Chantrelle: I don’t think I know what Colombian food is.

Sxip: Very good. I suggest that place. I mean I love Indian food and was really in love with it when I first got here. There’s a restaurant called Hummus here that only serves hummus. Amazing. Hummus and one soup. Really good.

As an answer though, Japanese food. I could eat that all day.

Chantrelle: Japan’s great because you can also still get beef.

Sxip: I just love eating raw meat and fish…and I love ginger.

Chantrelle: And sake…Next question: What is your favorite comfort food?

Sxip: Right now a jar of Paul Newman’s spaghetti sauce and Amy’s broccoli and spinach pizza. I put the sauce on there and cook it. For a mass-produced thing, the Newman’s sauce is good. And the Amy’s thing is decent but their whole thing about pizza is not having tomato sauce on it so I add the sauce. Then I watch a movie and eat that. My comfort food right now… Bachelor comfort food

Chantrelle: What do you want your last meal to be?

Sxip: My choice I won’t be able to have because she won’t be around unless I die early, is my mother’s borek or peta. It’s like spanakopita. They make it in Serbia/Eastern Europe. You hand roll thin pieces of bread—a little thicker than phyllo dough—roll out the dough and fold it and fold it. Each layer has butter and it’s filled with cottage cheese and egg. My family calls it peta which means bread. If I could have that that’s the food my Albanian grandmother made and my aunts made. I love it. It’s the most comforting food. My mother came here and I had a bunch of people from the Balkans here. I’m really into music of the Balkans. A bunch of the ladies came over and my mother gave a lesson on how to do it. She doesn’t like it so much, she thinks it’s boring but she makes it because all of her children love it. She went to Aunt Helen who came over here with my Grandma Panny. My mother went and figured out the things my grandmother did that she wasn’t doing. One of the things is that after you roll the dough, you do this thing to the dough with the dowel rod…Not a rolling pin, a dowl…And put in these hash like air pockets in the dough. My mother also wouldn’t knead the dough with her hands, she would use a spoon. My aunt was like, “You’re using a spoon!” Horrified. It makes a difference like all things, like Indian fry bread uses the same materials but it’s how you stretch the bread and give it a mouthfeel of something different.

I would have peta, or as the world knows it, borek.

Chantrelle: It’s your turn to cook dinner, what do you make?

Sxip: I do a pizza that’s olive oil, walnuts and blue cheese. With maybe thinly sliced peppers and maybe thinly sliced tomatoes as a slight flavoring but mostly its about the really good, good olive oil.

More commonly in New York I’ll find a place that has really good sausage and buy some Eastern European pepper spread: Ajvar. Take that to a potluck with a big hunk of sausage.

Chantrelle: The classic food porn question: What do you consider the sexiest food?

Sxip: [very quickly] Mangoes. Who doesn’t?

Chantrelle: You’d be surprised at the answers I get to this question.

Sxip: I lived in Texas for 3 years. One of my late-night things was I’d walk from my house past Mi Madre’s which had the best breakfast tacos.

Chantrelle: That’s what my friend Adri misses about Texas! She almost didn’t move to San Francisco because of those breakfast tacos.

Sxip: Shredded potatoes, cheese, egg and salsa. God damn I remember exactly what it tastes like. We were poor and my girlfriend would sneak them because we had a budget.

I would walk late at night, buy 2 mangoes for dollar, and sit in the parking lot and eat mangoes with my hands. I never taste mangoes like that here. You can’t get them.

Chantrelle: We had mangoes everyday in Australia. The were unbelievable.

[More toro comes]

Sxip: This is intense because the fish is so cold and the rice is warm.

Oh, there’s one thing that’s sexy. If you share a whole chicken with a woman… My God.

I had a date. I went out with this woman and we had one good date. Advice to young men: ask a woman to tea and they’re charmed by you. Ask a woman to tea and they’ll never say no.

Chantrelle: Coffee, eh… Drinks, hmmm.

Sxip: Tea! If a woman is more interested in you she’ll say, “Let’s get whiskey instead.” Always. We did the tea date. We met at a tea shop, made it adventurous. It throws them off their guard which is what you want to do. Get them out of their habit.

Chantrelle: “He’s so sophisticated, he asked me to tea!”

Sxip: Exactly. This is the kind of thing that even if a woman knows your plan she’s still going to be charmed.

Chantrelle: Brilliant!

Sxip: The next time we met at her house and decided to make a meal and we made a chicken. And then we just started eating the chicken with our hands and then continued with that taking apart of things and consuming them. It was a really good.

Chantrelle: Nice.

Sxip: Probably one of the best dates I’ve ever had in my life.

Chantrelle: Very visceral.

Sxip: It traveled from there. We were on her couch because she didn’t have a dining room table. It was perfect. I’m advising all young men out there: Tea then chicken. No utensils.

Chantrelle: “Oh darn, forgot the forks!” I love the answers to that question because people tend to start at one thing…

Sxip: Then they remember what worked!

Have you ever eaten mofungo? A lump of plantains infused with stringy pork. You can’t eat it more than once or twice in your life because it sticks with you. My two favorite food names are mofungo and muffaletta. You have to try mofungo. Look it up, find a Cuban joint—I think it’s Cuban, maybe Spanish. Super comfort food. Don’t fool yourself, go there and share a plate. If you need more food, order afterwards. I get that and a Cubana sandwich and am always like, “Why the hell did I get the sandwich?”

This was lovely.

Chantrelle: It was so good! No wonder Neil has been recommending us for so long.

Sxip: Man I love eating raw meat. You have to eat foie gras… No you don’t, I feel bad saying that. You know what’s great? Those Vietnamese sandwiches that have liver paste on them…Do like those?

Chantrelle: I haven’t tried them.

Sxip: It’s on a baguette with the liver paste, radishes and carrots, great pork with great sauce. That I love. Look it up but make sure it’s a good place.

Chantrelle: There is a great pho place I go to, I wonder if they have those. They do pho with tripe and things like that.

Sxip: Supposedly stomach/tripe soup when it’s done well is amazing. I just haven’t had it yet.

Chantrelle: I grew up in a little farm town in central California and we had a lot of Mexican influence there but I just never liked tripe soup.

Sxip: I’ve had haggis and I like it okay. But blood sausage/black pudding, God I love it! It’s so good. The best comfort food ever.

Chantrelle: It’s really rich.

Sxip: Not that… I mean it’s oatmeal and blood.

Chantrelle: That’s rich.

Sxip: I love it. It’s the thing I love most about English and Scottish breakfast.

Chantrelle: I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone so enthusiastic about food from that part of the world.

Sxip: I’m pretty enthusiastic about food wherever I go.


Yes, he is. We had such a wonderful lunch with so many stories. There were many times that I’d just laugh at references or explanations like “I was with these pyrotechnic clowns from Canada.” There wasn’t a dull moment and he truly loves food from every corner of the world. Unfortunately, we had to wrap up lunch. I’m glad I could find another enthusiastic eater to chat with and it just so happens he’s also an amazing musician.

Someday, I will try Sxip’s marmite toast…I’m not optimistic, but I’ll try.

Backwoods Gourmet

Thursday, September 22nd, 2011
Prepping potatoes for the campfire

Prepping potatoes for the campfire

There’s no reason not to eat well when you’re camping. I packed my CSA and garden veggies, chicken and eggs up and hauled them to Lassen National Park for a weekend camping trip. Before we left I cut the chicken into pieces and put it in a ziploc with wine wine and herbs so it was all ready to go.

Grilling chicken and potatoes

Grilling chicken and potatoes

I always pack my knives with me wherever I go so it’s quick and easy to prepare everything. The potatoes go into foil with onions, garlic, butter, salt and pepper.

Campfire dinner: Chicken, potatoes and homegrown tomatoes

Campfire dinner: Chicken, potatoes and homegrown tomatoes

The tomatoes don’t need anything but salt! When they’re straight from the garden, they need no additional flavoring.

Searing albacore

Searing albacore

When we go to my dad’s cabin, we cook many nights over the campfire but we also have a propane-fueled kitchen so I can get even fancier with my dishes. We had seared albacore with an orange-reduction sauce.

Steaming clams in white wine and garlic

Steaming clams in white wine and garlic

Alongside the albacore were clams that I steamed with white wine, garlic, butter and parsley.

Grilling the one porcini we found

Grilling the one porcini we found

Every year we go to to the cabin we find ONE porcini. Just one. Every year. It’s wonderful and frustrating at the same time. It gives us the hope we’ll find more and we never do. Unfortunately there are cows that are left to roam wild and they eat the mushrooms! I bet that beef tastes fantastic.

Gorgeous grilled porcini

Gorgeous grilled porcini

We sliced and grilled the porcini over the campfire, just like we do every Thanksgiving trek. It’s the only way to eat porcini as far as I’m concerned.

Next time you head into the woods, don’t pack trail mix and hot dogs. There’s no need. If you prep beforehand, you can have just as wonderful a meal as you would at home….plus, everything tastes better in the mountains. I have no scientific evidence for this but it is true. Try it!

White Sea Bass in Ginger-Fennel Broth with Crisps

Wednesday, July 6th, 2011
White Sea Bass in Broth

White Sea Bass in Broth

I picked up my fish from my Seafood CSA (CSS – Community Supported Seafood) yesterday. It’s fun to have no idea what I’m going to cook until after 1:30 when i pick up my fish! Surprise! I came home and pondered for a while. Stared into my fridge….I had a fennel bulb and a chunk of garlic. I almost always have chicken broth since another CSA I’m in gives me 2 dozen eggs and 2 chickens every 2 weeks. The recipe started coming together in my head.

This serves 2 people and could easily be scaled up.

I put a quart of chicken stock on low heat and simmered it with about 2 inches of ginger root, sliced and one fennel bulb, sliced. That simmered about an hour. Reducing by about 1/4th.

Meanwhile, I took the 2 yellow potatoes I had and sliced them as thinly as I could. I don’t have a mandoline. Well, that’s not true, I have one and haven’t the foggiest idea how to set it up or use it. So I use my wicked sharp knife instead! I put the slices into a bowl of ice water where they remained until I was ready to fry them up.

I whisked together:
1/4 cup white miso
2 T seasoned rice vinegar
2 t soy sauce
a dash of cayenne

Grapeseed Oil

Grapeseed Oil

I brushed that over the sea bass fillets. This is not chilean sea bass. It’s locally caught white sea bass. It’s more of a cod texture…actually, it may be a type of cod?? Not sure! Sustainable, green-listed fish :)

Cut the fillet into 1/3-1/2 pound pieces. Brush the miso paste onto the top and bottom of the fillet. Set these aside for a few minutes.

Frying crisps

Frying crisps

Fill a semi-high-sided pan with about 1″ or so of grapeseed oil (or other high-heat oil). I love the shade of green that the grapeseed oil has. It just looks cool. Bring the temperature of the oil up to 350°. I’ve had this candy thermometer for years and I don’t think I’ve ever used it. Glad I had it though! While waiting for the oil to heat over medium-high heat, remove the potato slices from the ice water and dry them thoroughly with paper towels. You don’t want them wet or you’ll get splattered with hot oil! Carefully drop the slices into the hot oil a batch at a time. I put about 10-15 slices in at a time and it didn’t drop the temperature of the oil dramatically. Let them dance around in the oil until they are brown. Remove carefully and place on paper towels to drain the oil, I also dabbed the tops with papertowels, then sprinkle with a nice finishing salt. I used Shinkai Deep Sea Salt and it was perfect.

Things got a bit hectic when I was trying to do crisps and fish at the same time. Put the sea bass into a quite-hot pan with a little olive oil. I wanted a nice crust on the outside of the fish and a pretty raw center. This fish was caught the day before, it was beautifully fresh. Sear for 1-2 minutes on each side.
Ajaccio Faustino
Place the fish in a shallow bowl. Strain the simmering broth into the bowl. Sprinkle with chopped scallions. Serve the crisps on the side.

We drank, oddly, a pink wine with this. I hate pink wine typically but this one was light and citrusy and paired rather well.

Soup Night XXXIV

Tuesday, July 5th, 2011

I host a soup night, ideally once a month, but really it happens when we have a free weekend night. I make a huge pot of soup, customized each time for the number of people coming and the allergies/preferences/aversions of the guests. It’s really, really fun and it gives us a way to actually get together with our friends regularly even when life is hectic. It’s a different group of people each time…and if there is every a time that everyone on the invite list can show up, I’m not sure what we’ll do, our house isn’t nearly big enough!

This time I live-tweeted the making of the soup, just for fun. A sort of step-by-step recipe without instructions! This is enough soup for 16-18 people.

3 onions:

Onions

Onions

4-5 quarts chicken stock simmering on the back burner:

Chicken Stock Simmering

Chicken Stock Simmering

3-4 carrots (mulitcolored, they looked cool!):

Added Carrots

Added Carrots

1 fennel bulb and 4 stalks celery:

Fennel and Celery

Fennel and Celery

Cooking all that stuff down, entertaining myself with the camera:

Waiting for veggies to cook down

Waiting for veggies to cook down

4 yellow potatoes:

Potatoes will go in next

Potatoes will go in next

3/4 bottle white wine and 6 cloves garlic:

Added white wine and garlic

Added white wine and garlic

One bunch kale, somewhat “julienned”…I’d say finely shredded:

Shredded Kale

Shredded Kale

6 small zucchini:

Zucchini

Zucchini

Snap peas, halved:

Lastly, snap peas

Lastly, snap peas

In there with the zucchini went 3 cans of cannellini beans and then the soup was ladeled over spaghetti that I broke in half before boiling (so it would be possible to eat it with a spoon!)

To serve it was first pasta, then soup, pesto on top of that (basil-walnut-lots of lemon), and for everyone but me, shredded parmesean.

Topped with pesto for serving

Topped with pesto for serving

Yum.

Outstanding in the Field – Everett Family Farm

Thursday, June 30th, 2011

I thought the last dinner was good. This one was better. Not that there was anything missing from the first one, I just felt that this one stepped it up.

Arriving and mingling

Arriving and mingling

We went with 4 friends and they hired a driver to take us to and from the dinner so much more wine was consumed than at the last event. So much so, I forgot the menu there and I don’t have all the details of this meal! Therefore, this will be more of a photo tour of the evening.

A rundown from Jim and Leah

A rundown from Jim and Leah

We gathered around to hear from Jim and Leah and then we headed around the farm to meet the goats and chickens, see the variety of crops and check out the original apple trees from 100 years ago.

On the farm tour

On the farm tour

The source of the goat cheese

The source of the goat cheese

Surrounding the entire farm is a deer fence. The farm bumps right up to the Soquel hills so without the fence, the deer would destroy the farm. They still have to contend with coyotes, mountain lions and gophers, but at least the fence dissuades the deer!

Rows of crops meld into the tree line

Rows of crops meld into the tree line

300 chickens live here

300 chickens live here

We wrapped up the tour and were lead down to an amazing table setting. We sat along the creek, it was absolutely gorgeous.

The table is set up by Soquel creek

The table is set up by Soquel creek

The first course featured farm grown spinach and beets and was topped with goat cheese made from the goats we’d just met.

Spinach with Goat cheese and beets

Spinach with Goat cheese and beets

It’s amazing the kitchen setup they have out in the woods. Backwoods gourmet at its finest!

The smell of the outdoor kitchen wafts down to the diners

The smell of the outdoor kitchen wafts down to the diners

The shellfish dish was the highlight of the dinner (not that there were any lows!). We got loaf after loaf of bread to soak up the amazing broth the clams, mussels and squid were in. It was heavenly. I could have had nothing but this all night and been a happy foodie.

Shellfish and squid stew with crusty bread

Shellfish and squid stew with crusty bread

There was a course in between here of perfectly cooked, lick every bit from your finger, gorgeous quail. So good, I forgot to pull out my camera….I would have gotten quail juice on it anyway.

And dessert by candlelight was scrumptious strawberry shortcake.

Strawberry shortcake for dessert

Strawberry shortcake for dessert

The whole dinner was paired with wines from Testa Rossa vineyards and Corralitos Brewing Company beer. I even enjoyed the pink wine…it was my least favorite of the evening but I still liked it!

Good food, good friends, good times. Life’s mantra.

Charlie Trotter’s – Chicago

Thursday, June 23rd, 2011

Charlie Trotter’s
816 West Armitage
Chicago, Illinois 60614
773 248-6228

Brioche bread

Brioche

You had me at the bread. Lost me for a bit with the chicken foot but got me right back with the morels.

That’s the meal in twitter format, now for the rest of the story.

Confit of Ivory King Salmon

Confit of Ivory King Salmon

I have to be totally honest here, the meal got off to a bit of a slow start. The Confit of Ivory King Salmon with Fennel and Star Anise was nice but I thought it needed a touch more salt. There wasn’t anything
wrong with it per se, it just wasn’t revelatory. The salmon was remarkably pale. Poured with this was a non-vintage Champagne Billecart-Salmon Extra Brut. It tasted like Martinelli’s sparkling apple cider. More so with every sip.

Poularde with Rhubarb and Chicken Foot

Poularde with Rhubarb and Chicken Foot

Then the Milkfed Poularde with Braised Rhubarb, Cilantro and Toasted Sesame arrived…adorned with a deep fried chicken foot….the whole thing was room temperature. I really don’t think it was supposed to be, and if it was, it shouldn’t be. The rhubarb was sweet and I’m not usually big on sweet things with my meat in general unless it’s done perfectly and interestingly. I ate it, foot and all, but did not enjoy the dish. The wine was Greek: Domaine Skouras, Moscofilero, Pelopennese 2010. Very floral…to the point of tasting like hotel soap. With my sample of one Greek wine, at this point, I’m not rushing to Greece for a wine tour. I was worried. Usually restaurants tend to wow me with their first 2-3 courses and lose me with their mains. This was not a good start.

Halibut with Arugula Blossom, Artichoke

Halibut with Arugula Blossom, Artichoke

I shouldn’t have been worried. Next up was the Steamed Halibut with Arugula Blossom, Purple Artichoke and Wild Caper Vinaigrette. This was beautiful. Perfectly cooked, nice salinity, sauced so well I mopped the last of the sauce up with my fingers. The sauvignon blanc this was paired with (Scholium Project “La Severitaa di Bruto-Farina Vineyards” 2009) was pleasant and crisp and a welcome change from the Greek calamity. It’s an experiment out of UC Davis. A successful experiment.

Rabbit Loin with Morels

Rabbit Loin with Morels

The rabbit. OH THE RABBIT!! I am not a big fan of rabbit. I grew up in a 4-H town, lots of people raised bunnies. I never found the flavor very interesting. Usually a bit like chicken but less meat to work with. The Arkansas Rabbit Loin with Morel Mushroom, Endive and Rye was incredible. The morels were the first I’ve had this year so that was a treat to my hard-core food porn self. The demiglace was rich and the cumin crackers should be sold to me in large boxes. Every week, ship me more! This dish was paired with a beautiful, and actually light-bodied, 2005 Vosne-Romanee Maison Champy. I would have thought it would be too light for the richness of the dish but it really worked.

Lamb with Porcini

Lamb with Porcini

Before showing up, I’d given the restaurant my list of aversions. I was beginning to think they browsed this site and found my favorite things to substitute. The Elysian Fields Lamb was made NOT for me. It was supposed to have Smoked Red Pepper, Chickpea Pannise and Kalamata Olive. BLECH! Mine came out with a pristine, fresh porcini! IN JUNE! Apparently from Oregon…craziness. The substitution couldn’t have been more spot on.

The palate cleanser was Prickly Pear Sorbet with Nopales and Campari Jelly. Man, was the campari bitter! One little bite of that stuck with me for a while. The sorbet was lovely but I couldn’t shake the bitter jelly taste for a good long while.

Chocolate Brioche with Maple Ice Cream and Caramelized Popcorn

Chocolate Brioche with Maple Ice Cream and Caramelized Popcorn

The Chocolate Brioche with Reduced Maple Ice Cream and Caramelized Popcorn was great. I wouldn’t have called it a brioche, it was more dense than that but that wasn’t a problem. There was some sort of foam on top…not a fan of foam, looks like spittle bug goo. I could have done without it, it didn’t add anything to the dish. The popcorn was good and crunchy and not too stick-in-your-teethy.

Cookies and treats

Cookies and treats

My favorite part of the dessert courses though was the tiny little marshmallow on the cookies plate. Lots of vanilla flavor, wonderful texture, so fresh and beautiful.

My husband (Disclaimer: he roasts his own coffee beans and has become a huge coffee snob) got a cappuccino and was disappointed in the over-roasted bean flavor. I got green tea and that was nice :)

Overall we had a wonderful meal. I would definitely go back. We sat next to two Navy sailors in their dress whites (Hey! They didn’t have to wear a jacket!). They were so far from the stereotype of sailors. For one, they were at Charlie Trotter’s and secondly, they were discussing Chinese Opera with the waitress. Loved it!

The waitstaff was all very attentive without being stuffy and hover-y. We visited with the woman at the bar after our meal while we were waiting for our ride and had a wonderful conversation about Mexico, mexican food, various alcohols and traveling. I never know what the attitude of these places will be when we go, especially when there is a jacket required, but it was a lovely evening.

Palate vs. Ancestry

Thursday, May 19th, 2011

My geneology may trace back to Scotland and Poland but my tastebuds were imported from Japan. Well, most of them at least. The parts that like salt, raw fish, umami.

Then I realize, there’s a part of my tongue from Italy…not the cheese part, that’s definitely the Japanese section my my tastebuds, but the french bread, butter, tomato, garlic, chocolate portion.

I made Soba Noodles in Dashi and as I was salivating over the ingredients of that, I grabbed a slice (well, 3 or 4 slices) of crusty, yummy Acme Bread Sweet Batard to munch on with butter and a little sprinkle of salt. Two perfect food worlds living simultaneously in my kitchen.

Soba in Dashi, Meet Asian Beef Saute

Tuesday, April 12th, 2011

I was torn between two dishes for dinner. I wanted soba noodle soup but I had all these wonderful CSA veggies to use. So I decided to try introducing two recipes to one another. Turns out they should definitely be friends! I have some of the greens-beef mixture left over today which I’m going to have over rice for lunch. I didn’t, however, take a picture of any of this…it smelled so good I just devoured it!

When I make it again, I’ll try to remember to take one and add it here.

Recipe: Beef saute with soba in dashi

Ingredients

  • 4 chopped spring onions

  • 2 T minced ginger
  • 3 small chilis, sliced
  • 2 cloves garlic, minced
  • 2 c. bok choy (or other asian green)
  • 3/4 c. minced cilantro
  • 1 T fish sauce
  • 2 T soy sauce
  • 1/4 c. water (if needed)
  • 8 oz. thinly sliced rib eye (or other fave cut)
  • Dashi
  • Soba
  • Green onions

Instructions

  1. Before you start anything else, get your water going for soba noodles and your dashi simmering.

  2. Saute spring onions, ginger, chilis, garlic, soy sauce and fish sauce until onions start to soften. Add bok choy and cilantro. Add water if soy or fish sauce is getting too sticky in the pan. When everything is desired consistency, add beef and cook until just under your preferred doneness (you will be putting hot broth on this so it will cook a little more).
  3. Remove greens and meat from pan, leaving liquid to reduce.
  4. Put soba noodles in a bowl, add a heaping pile of beef-green concoction, spoon some of the reduction on top to add even more flavor, top with chopped green onions and pour dashi over all that.

Quick Notes

Try not to drool in the bowl–especially if you’re serving others.

Number of servings (yield): 3

Meal type: dinner

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