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18 July 2009

plated desserts, in words

devil's food cake
crunchy buckwheat
amedei milk chocolate cream
chocolate-almond-buckwheat dacquoise
hot fudge sauce
dark chocolate granita
milk chocolate-cocoa nib-crunchy buckwheat-maldon salt 'candy'

        --plated on a plate

crunchy buckwheat is buckwheat groats simmered in oil until toasted
'candy' is made by melting cocoa butter & chocolate, rolling between layers of parchment & chilling
dacquoise is not a true dacquoise because I've added buckwheat flour as well as crunchy buckwheat, but it still has that light but unleavened quality indicative of an egg white cake

spicy thai coconut soup sorbet
cilantro (fresh coriander)-kalamansi lime-cucumber-thai basil soup
mango slivers, diced jicama, cherries, nectarines, watermelon triangles

        -- plated in a bowl

coconut sorbet is infused with galangal, ginger, green & red chillies, fresh & dried coriander, mustard seeds, basil, and dessicated coconut, then mounted with coconut milk
dessert is inspired by highlighting summer fruits & veg in gazpacho

ginger jelly
forbidden black & sticky rice
coconut cream
coconut caramel
fried sticky rice, two ways, sprinkled with amchur-salt-sugar
fresh dice pineapple

        --plated in a glass

ginger jelly has a kick from a long infusion/boil
forbidden black rice has one of the most amazing flavors & colours of any ingredient i've come accross. it's purple and black & blue mixed. while it is not 'sticky,' it works well with a sticky rice because both have their own distinct personalities
sticky rice is fried after it is cooked and sheeted single layer. it is also fried after sheeting much finer between two pieces of lightly oiled parchment, left to dry on stove & fried. the former method created little crunchy bits, the latter creates a rice 'cracker,' ---- light and aerated, like a puff

14 July 2009

Eggplant Parmesan, aka Aubergine Parmesan

They say eggs don't grow on trees here. They think 'eggplant' is the silliest of words. But an aubergine? Isn't that a French word?

Did you know eggplants were once white and round-ish? Ahem, hence the name.
Aubergine coloured eggplants came later.
And that's only one varietal! There are loads of kinds of eggplants in the world.

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I received a lovely note from a reader recently. While my absence here at eggbeater hasn't produced many comments, many of you have 'written to me on the side,' and, when I haven't been working, I've responded.

But these personal email exchanges don't include you, now do they?

As you know, I have a thing for eggplant parmesan. But, I have never said much else about it. I have never 'given you the recipe,' so to speak.

But, as you may have gathered, I'm not much into recipes these days. I have given you my best, my favorite, my tried & true. I give them when I get them just right, after making 'em a dozen or so times. And now that I am baking in another country, with completely different ingredients, I'm re-navigating my own recipes and learning new ones, so recipes, as a thing, as a concept, as a reality, have shifted and morphed into something else.

While I am in Recipe Limbo, as it were, I am on-leave as a Recipe Giver.

But I do have a method
, with some ever-so-time-consuming hints, for the Best Ever Eggplant Parmesan, in my opinion, of course.

From Linda:
"I found your wonderful blog today through a friend who is helping with my search for the perfect yellow cake and chocolate icing...
she made yours and says this is it....but I have been sitting here reading and enjoying your recipes for several hours and it is now 1:00am and I must go to sleep...but you have made me hungry for eggplant parmesan...
Is there any chance of getting your recipe?

If you have the time it would be lovely."

From me:

I would not say i have a 'recipe' for eggplant parmesan, I just make it. Here are some of my time consuming tricks -

make your own sauce. mine is usually: sweated onions & garlic in olive oil. canned Marzano tomatoes, broken up, tomato paste, salt and freshy ground black pepper. to taste. additions might include sauteed red peppers, oregano, marjoram, basil... depends what i have. all fresh herbs, not dried. (did you know that store bought dried herbs
{in USA} are irradiated UNLESS STATED OTHERWISE?)

My sauce could take at least 3 hours, maybe more, so start early. sauce should be thick because you don't want any excess oil/water in eggplant parmesan.

make your own breadcrumbs. stale/toast bread and run it through a food processor. mix in fresh chopped parsley, kosher/sea salt.
cut eggplant in @ 1" rounds. salt on both sides with kosher/sea salt @ 20 minutes before frying. remember that you can not fry all your eggplant at once.

make 3 plates for frying. 1. eggplant. 2. eggs, beaten. 3. bread crumbs.

fry in olive oil-- a good amount, but eggplant should not be swimming!

get your pan nice and hot (cast iron skillet is best) then add the oil. immediately lay in your rounds.

treat eggplant like pancakes = try and get all your color on one side before turning over. get it nice and dark! just this side of burnt.* *but you do not want the color to come on too fast. it's tricky-- you want everything to be hot but remember that the eggplant is thick and it takes time for it to get cooked through & through.

you may need to add more oil when you flip. again,
do not have these pieces swimming in oil.

set fried pieces aside. on plate lined with towel.

when I assemble, I treat it like lasagna but with the eggplant as noodle. I don't usually use ricotta but sometimes i might. my cheeses are parmesan, grated fine & mozzarella, grated or chopped.

layers might look like: sauce, eggplant, parmesan, mozzarella, repeat.
On top I like to have a scant layer of sauce and then a good layer of mozzarella/parmesan so when it bakes this gets crusty.

this is my recipe.
now you've made me hungry for it. not sure i want to spend my day off making it, but hopefully soon I will...

01 July 2009

summer in the city. /july.

DSC_2184 this is summer in the city.
wanton.
fetid fruit.
salt sweat lick lips
forehead wipe
going commando
sand between toes
watermelon
watermelon
ices, ice melting, sweaty glasses,
one long nap
sheetless sleep
clothesless sleep
mice in the oven
salad for dinner
gazpacho
tomato sandwiches
unbuttoned shirts
ties, despised.

this is summer in the city
teenage sex
drinking on the corner
nights as long as days
days that never end
months that never change.

this is summer in the city
coney island
the boardwalk
raw clams
little paper umbrellas
blow up pools on the sidewalk
unforgiving bodies
every age in every bathing suit
white skin aflame red
black barber shops packed every night
white t shirts
stoop conversations
walking the dog at 3 am.

this is july.

base. bottom. flat.
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sticky, humid, smoggy, still air, dirty hair,
peeling skin.

JULY.

unapologetic.
no reprieve.
get on the train, get in the car, roll the windows down, flirtatious feet on the dash
show a little skin
let go your inhibitions
steal kisses
rest in the walk in
wrap a towel in ice and feel it drip down your back, breasts
short skirt
stare
catcall
chew gum
play dominoes
salsa music
white sneakers
hidden agendas
take chances
gamble on the unforgiveable
a pinch of this and a slap of that.

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hot as fuck.
hot kitchens.
hot machines.
hot subways.

dogs panting
children passed out in arms, prams, mussed beds.

this is summer in the city
go to the movies
see a film
wear a sweater on the hottest day
in the coldest air conditioning
swim in the ocean
chew ice
fool
you ain't no fool
gooseberry fool
monkey in the middle  tomfoolery.

this is
summer
j u l y
in the city.

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tattoos
reckless
headlights out
bareback
broken glass
hidden in beach sand
dancing in the street
coming out
packing
confident
high heels
sleeveless dress
tank tops
peaches nectarines cherries apricots green herbs
coco helado.

this is summer in the city.
tropical concrete
city pools
city parks
cruising
urban beaches
the ice cream truck
stickball
rollerskates
first love
sleepaway camp
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melt me like marshmallows on chocolate
look up at a canopy of trees
focus on the horizon
sleep outside
picnic at the edge of the sea.
fuck me hard
forget me in the morning
leave laces untied
peel a mango back
teeth
face covered in yellow pulp.

july.
gratuitous heat, pie, watermelon seeds, bbq, sea swimming, shave head, ink a needle and push it into skin.

summer.
i hope you get all you can

16 June 2009

Underground Restaurant by @MsMarmitelover. Kilburn, London 13.06.09

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you have been on twitter for a while
but when you move 8000 miles away twitter becomes something else, explodes
suddenly it's like when you first met the internet
everything new, you are innocent and trusting
and go to people's houses
you've never met, in Real Life, before.
Oneday
in the land of
nothingness that is neither working nor vacationing
you get a DM
'hey-- you wanna be a guest chef at my Underground Restaurant?' the person's name is @MsMarmitelover.
you say yes and head to her house
even though you have no idea what train you're on and how to get there.
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you both talk about a lot of things.
but what catches your breath is that you speak of one of your most favoritest dishes to make and eat
EGGPLANT PARMESAN
you both agree:
when it's Done Right
it takes all day.
and an idea is born.

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you know British strawberries will arrive just before June 13
and you don't know what you'll make for pudding/dessert
but you know it will be All About Those Amazing Strawberries.

while you've never been to or cheffed at an Underground Restaurant, you've done a fair amount of onsite catering and know you can handle it. you don't sweat the small stuff and you can pass on a few restaurant tricks. but it's not about any of that. it's about
COLLABORATION
COMRADERIE
COMMUNITY
ACCESS
REVOLUTION
HOME
HEART
GENEROSITY
delicious food.

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to see the menu in it's entirety, photographed by the fabulous @MsMarmitelover, go to her blog The English Can Cook. The craziest thing you'll see is me in a dress in the kitchen !

My favourite lines from her inital post on our dinner:
"Shuna Fish Lydon is a specialist in patisserie and custards. What she doesn't know about eggs is not worth knowing."

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For the photos I managed to catch between prep, plate-up, keeping tidy and generally taking in the whole scene with my heart and mind, check out my set on Flickr.

~

Underground Restaurants -
putting the u back in Guerilla.

12 June 2009

underground restaurant above ground menu {ideas}

On Saturday June 13, Shuna fish Lydon is a guest chef at @MsMarmitelover's Underground Restaurant DSC_0218Extra Ordinaire!

Here are our ideas for what it will look like, although everything is subject to change because of availability

or whim.

bread
seeded crackers

starter
chunky gazpacho
goat yogurt granite + basil jelly
chilled fresh tomato soup, croutons

main
eggplant parmesan

salad
rocket + chicory + lemon + pinenuts

dessert
strawberry bavarois + strawberry & herb salad
rosemary shortbread, strawberry relish, ricotta mousse
strawberry granita, sheeps yogurt lebne, pistachio salad
carneroli-bay laurel pudding, strawberry salad, pistachio & rose petal shortbread

Menus are ideas, thoughts, musings, concepts, theory, themes, tradition, revolution, albums, one-offs, off the cuff, pre-meditated, conjecture, psychotic breaks, dreams, stolen kisses, drunk black outs, cock walks, demure courtship, powerplay, negotiation, vanilla lovely dovey rool arounds, theater, dance, Be Ins, walkouts, strikes, community efforts, and...DSC_0233

They grow in the ground, near the sea's edge, in our hearts.

I'll let you know via photos and musings how the day and night went once all is told, fed, washed, minced, chilled, forked, spooned, quenelled, poached, whisked, baked, tasted, nibbled, imbibed,

satiated.

Until next time.


02 June 2009

Mystery Fruit: What am I & What do I Taste Like?

31 May 2009

The Harwood Arms, Gastropub Extra Ordinaire. Fulham, London

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Not all 'gastro-pubs' are created equal.
Some are just pubs with a big kitchen.
Some are superfancy fried food joints.
And then
there's pubs like Anchor & Hope or
The Harwood Arms
who blow you away.

Compared with food-centric American cities, London is not known for 'destination eating.' Meaning, unless for a Michelin rated experience, Londoners will rarely travel clear across the city for a meal, a drink, a baguette or a sweet thing. One has one's 'local,' and that about does it. For the food obsessed, though, there are of course exceptions.

I went to The Harwood Arms once, by happenstance. Close friends of mine were married in Fulham, and booked the gastro-pub for their meal and reception afterwords. It was one of the most seamless restaurant 'large party' experiences I was ever part of. The house decorated a long farmhouse table in clementines and rose petals, and when our pre-arranged meal came out, many of us were rendered speechless as the food was gorgeously presented, well-executed and stunningly delicious.
But every time I attempted to go there again, from late winter to early spring, they were booked to capacity and unable to seat me.

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Until last Bank Holiday Monday.
San Franciscan friends were visiting and I wanted to introduce them to a piece of London they might not otherwise be in the know about.

Our entire meal, complete with an ending of every single dessert (or pudding, as it is named in Britain) is documented in a set on flickr.
I beg of you to make a booking here. Especially if you know you're on your way to London.
I dare say you will not be disappointed.

27 May 2009

MONTEREY MARKET NEEDS YOUR HELP!! PLEASE SPREAD THE WORD

PLEASE MAKE YOUR VOICE HEARD.
PLEASE go to Friends of Monterey Market and show your support/read about what you can do.
PLEASE WRITE A LETTER.
PLEASE DO NOT SHOP AT MONTEREY MARKET AFTER JUNE 3rd UNLESS BILL FUJIMOTO takes back his resignation.
PLEASE SPREAD THE WORD.
PLEASE SPREAD THE WORD THAT MONTEREY MARKET NEEDS EVERY ONE'S HELP to make it clear that Bill Fujimoto IS Monterey Market and his resignation is not an option.
PLEASE MAKE IT CLEAR TO THE ENTIRE FUJIMOTO FAMILY that you will not support a market that places its bottom line before family.
PLEASE SPREAD THE WORD.

If you have eaten ANYWHERE IN THE BAY AREA, you have supported Monterey Market.
If you have ever shopped at ANY FARMERS MARKET, you have supported Monterey Market.
If you have ever blogged about new fruit in season, new fruit available in the USA, climbed upon the great pumpkin interactive sculpture in North Berkeley, or made anything in any home kitchen or restaurant or catering kitchen with any fruit or vegetables, you have supported Monterey Market.
If you believe in farmers, chefs with integrity, great produce, eating seasonally, eating locally, supporting local business YOU BELIEVE IN SUPPORTING MONTEREY MARKET.
AND YOU WOULD CONSIDER SHOWING YOUR SUPPORT TO A MARKET, A TEMPLE, A STORE, AN INSTITUTION that was in need of help.

MONTEREY MARKET NEEDS YOUR HELP.
PLEASE BLOG ABOUT THIS RIGHT NOW AND LET GOOGLE AND THE FUJIMOTOS KNOW WE WILL BE HEARD.
WE DO NOT ACCEPT BILL FUJIMOTO'S RESIGNATION.
WE WILL NOT SHOP AT THE STORE IF THE FAMILY ACCEPTS HIS RESIGNATION.

PLEASE TWEET ABOUT MONTEREY MARKET and the petition.
PLEASE TELL EVERYONE YOU KNOW WHAT'S HAPPENING.

I love Monterey Market.
I always have.
I always will.
I support Monterey Market from accross the USA and into the United Kingdom.
BUY EAT AT BILLS AND WATCH IT WITH EVERYONE YOU KNOW PILED INTO THE LIVINGROOM if you don't believe me when I say this is a place that must be saved!!!!!!

**If you have time to leave a comment here, you have time to write a letter to the Fujimoto's.

13 May 2009

Petersham Nurseries for lunch at the Tea House.

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I just wanted to remind you, and you know who you are, to go to Petersham Nurseries if you have not yet been. I realize that it's quite dear to eat in the restaurant. And that it's a bit far away.
But you know what?
There's nothing like it.
It's gorgeous, enchanting, delicious,
and you can get there by boat or Overground, not just Rail. So there. Easy-peasy.
Need a photographic prod? Here, take a gander.

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As a reminder, the cafe serves food just as delicious as the restaurant, but not nearly as expensive.
It's open Wednesday - Sunday 12 Noon - 2:45 pm

I realize there's a notion that expensive eateries are more firmly grounded than more reasonable ones, but I am here to state for the record, as a chef and friend of many a restaurateur, places like Petersham Nursuries need continual support to remain who they are striving to be. The food here is clean, bright, fresh, hearty, nourishing and made with love.
And the Eccles Cakes are not half bad either. {I have knowledge from the inside.}

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I hope you make it out here. If you go for the first time because I've leaned on you, can you let me us know what you thought?

18 January 2009

bunny stew. {sans bushy tail}

you know you're really living in a place when you get the flu that's going around. 


as a chef you know you're really sick when you get up, get dressed and put on a scarf and realize that that fever is truly kicking your ass and you,
deep breath

call in.

but then.
you have to go to Shepherd's Bush to get the exact right Orange Flower Water. No other will do. you've finally perfected a gluten-free cheesecake and you need orange flower water to seal the deal.

so, even though you're really sick, you make a plan to traverse the top end of London by the fabulous Overground.

and you tell two gorgeous fellows, who live in the 'hood, that you'll be nearby.

you know you're in the right standing when they invite you over for rabbit stew. a big bunny has been bought and butchered and you believe this to be the best, most restorative possibility one could wish for.


24 November 2008

Baking at Home & Professionally.

Dan Lepard strikes again.
Something fierce.
Many things true.
Dozens of bakers from around the world.Dsc_0047
Dan compiles, interviews, takes the tastiest bits, the best hints, fantastic tricks, and shares them all with you.

The World's Greatest Baking Tips
That I just stumbled upon because the Guardian is now my homepage.

Go there young baker! Old baker! New baker! Home baker! Master Baker!

Just in time for the holidays, an amazing list of hints and truisms and advice and more.
All in one place.

And then if you have time, do me a favor?

Send Dan a thank you note.

       Just a wee one.

{Even brilliance needs thanks.}

30 October 2008

Petersham Nurseries. Richmond Surrey, London

you think you have seen some of the most beautiful lands. you think you have traveled and trekked and wandered and adventured. you have seen thousands of photographs and paged through millions of glossy magazine pages and perused countless coffee table books.

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your own aesthetic is the envy of all your friends, and enemies. you are a DIYer with a nose for the best deals. you arrange still lifes all over your house and every season you rearrange them like altars to new gods.

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But you might never see a more beautiful stretch of acreage until you step foot in Petersham Nurseries. It is a food stylist's dream. And a museum curator's fantasy. Whether you snack and sip at the cafe or sit down for a precious meal at the restaurant, you are in for exquisite beauty like few other interiors, which are also exteriors, can compare to.

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Sitting, walking, gaping, oohing and ahhing at Petersham Nurseries is a day well spent. And you can get to it from London's underground! The District Line takes you to Richmond station and then it's a lovely walk down a canal...

Find my photos here.

Heidi's remake of Petersham Nurseries chef Skye Gyngell's Cauliflower Soup with Gorgonzola.

The Passionate Cook writes about an amazing meal in the restaurant.

Keiko at Nordljus, (my partner in crime for our most amazing lunch & day trip), introduced me to this beguiling place in March 2007, by way of her own photographs.

If you find yourself in London, Petersham Nurseries should be at the top of your must see and eat places. Especially in the warmer months...

16 October 2008

guess where...

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15 October 2008

St. John's Bar & Restaurant at Smithfield, London.

Img_9006_2 Not every restaurant in the world can boast Cult Following status, but a handful can. St. John's is one of them. It's hard to pin down one or even half a dozen reasons why, but so it is. In a way St. John's is a simple place. Not too much fuss or a crazy reservation policy or food that climbs way above your head with tiny tendrils of this and tuiles of that. No molecular gastronomy here. No butlers offering you and extra chair for your purse and no waiter making you choose between 63 kinds of salt and 24 types of butter.

Yet St. John's is a restaurant like no other. Londoners love it like religion or hate it like politics. I love everything about it. Every architectural detail. Every piece of text chosen carefully. Every menu item. Every baked good. Every delicious minute I ever spent inside its walls.

I am a fan.
So much so that I brought the book with me to keep by my bedside while in London.

On one of my first days in London I took a wonderful walk to their Smithfield location, had the most luxuriously rich egg salad sandwich, took some photos, spotted Mr. Fergus Henderson himself, and vowed to eat in the restaurant at least once before departing.

10 October 2008

Eating in London, Heartily.

What you are about to read is not for the faint of heart, or stomach.

Be warned: if you are vegetarian or vegan, press button to turn screen into kitties now.

Americans are infamous for large portions. We overfeed, overindulge, live large and waste wantonly. We are a new country and we're as proud as a teenager with a new car. Seven miles to the gallon? Sure, so long as the wheels are sexy, shiny, and get us laid.

But we're not the only country without control in the portion department. Sometimes food is so rich in spice, flavour, potency, intrigue, intellect, and fatty ingredients; one 250 gram portion of this does not equal 8 ounces of that.

A plate's weight in grams or ounces can determine servings per individual, as can depth of flavour. 

Have you ever put a forkful in your mouth and thought,

"Wow, that's enough.
There's an entire city full of side streets, dead ends, dark alleys and disparate populations in that bite." ?

{The first time I ever felt this was after tasting Indian Lime Pickle for the first time.}

I may look slight, but boy can I eat.
Word.
I'm hungry all the time.
        Some have even wondered if I've made a deal with the devil...
Delicious food be warned: I could eat all of you. And then some.
The more fat the better.

This is a list, in no particular order, of everything I've eaten in the last coupla days in London; land of massive portions, celebrators of butterfat, succulent swine, Builder's strong tea, mince, serious salt and people trained in frying for sport. Hearty Eating happens in London.

No time for shy, yo.
        Dig in.

Grouse with Madeira de-glazed Grouse Heart-Kidney Pate Toast [the color of this pate was black-blue-aubergine. I kid you not. Paynes Grey, to be exact.]
Calves Liver with Braised Endive
Organic Beef Stew with Potato Gratin and Cavolo Nero
Lamb Sweetbreads
Beef Bone Marrow with Parsley-Caper-Shallot Salad and a huge pile of Grey Salt [this is love on a plate.]
Potato Soup with Foie Gras
Cream of Cauliflower Soup with Hazelnuts
Boiled Amersham Bacon with Spatzle [drowning in double cream]
Konstam Castle Cake with Fennelseed Ice Cream and Fresh Strawberry Preserves
Fried Potato Wedges
Lemon-Almond Drizzle Cake with Lemon Confit
Partridge with Chestnuts
Charred Sardine
Eccles Cake with Lancashire Cheese
English Muffin smothered in French Butter
Lebanese [Lemon oil fried] Chicken Livers {Beirut Express 112-114 Edgware Road London W2 2DZ}
Country Chicken Liver with Peach Chutney
Chicken Livers in Double Cream and Mushrooms
Chicken Liver Pate
Apple-Raisin Crumble and English Custard
Black Velvet Chocolate Cake with Creme Fraiche [the first bite of this warmish, silky, deep chocolate cake felt like it looks like getting deepthroated]
Pure Raspberry Sorbet
Lemon Curd & Mascarpone Tart
Whole Orange-Almond Cake with Chocolate Ganache
Chorizo Sandwich with Rocket and Piquillo Pepper
Honeyed Sheep's Milk Yogurt
Victorian Fizzy Lemonade
[Pacific Northwesterner Approved] [on-site coffee bean roasted espresso] Cappuccino {like a speedball this one}
Malt Custard and Shortbread [don't think malted milkshakes; think wheat, hopps, bitters. guinness. think molasses, treacle. what a night feels like with no moon and a lie-down by the fireplace.]

Tomorrow, Petersham Nurseries with Ms. K herself (!!!!!!!), Tapas for supper and then a big dance at Duckie, for a fantastic send off.

03 October 2008

London Baking. A Stagiere.

It's 3:41 am here in London. The night is dark, quiet and a bit of rain comes and goes softly. The train I've caught the last 4 nights at 2:34 am was late and came at 2:42 instead. I've gone in at 2 pm. The shifts are packed with an endless list and never enough time to get it all done. My body hurts in ways that are familiar and also brand new.

I am right now absolutely exhausted and also full of ideas. I look forward to tomorrow. It's a whirlwind of learning.

      

Just what the doctor ordered.

I'm also looking forward to some days off. These last four have informed me about London from a back-of-the-house perspective and I want to be on the other side again for a couple of days.

I want to tell you about the highlights but I have to get some sleep.

Just one some for the road:

I have met the most exquisite English Muffin.
And a damn fine Eccles cake.
Not to mention an endearing kitchen crew.
And the best buttermilk my tongue has ever come into contact with.
I love bread baking perfume.
And watching the rhythm of bakers dancing to the beat of dough, alive and coaxed and shaped and proofed, by hand.
Inspirational is camaraderie in the face of historical prejudices.
New feats for my Baby Offset Spatula to perform.
A taste of Iranian pistachios.

And a pastry chef who has welcomed me into ___ home, with unconditional hospitality. {thank you.}


30 September 2008

The Magical Powers of Wheat Flour, by Someone More Authoritative Than I.

Newspapers. I love them. Even as they diminish in size and plentitude. Even as they migrate into the ether also known as The Internet.

Some newspapers do this concept better than others. Some newspapers have resisted the Siren's call to the web-o-sphere for so long that their content and layout online is as easy to navigate as a rainforest at dusk. One day, some days back, I was on the the Tube, sort of minding my own business. I was also looking at someone's pretty newspaper. The Guardian.

A quick glance on the Guardian's website reveals as beautiful a layout as the one on woven fibers. Not only is it a breeze to navigate, it can have the power to suck you into it's well written vortex and beautifully designed hyperlink-loveliness.

When I told of my traveling to London mid September, a woman from publishing contacted me to make recommendations. (We will call her R. for sake of anonymity.) R. told me about two people who wrote columns for the Guardian, Dan Lepard, a consummate baker, and Yotam Ottolenghi, of his eponymous gourmet shops' name.

Thank you R!

In a time long long ago I would need to live in London to read these two chef's words. Now. Now I can access them anytime I am near a plastic encased motherboard.

If you think I know a lot about flour, sit down, brew a cup of tea, and read the questions and answers on Dan Lepard's amazing blog post, When Baking isn't A Piece of Cake. Want to see what else he has on offer? Check it.

This is what the Internet can offer. People who are mastering their respective crafts, in part by sharing what they know so far, and learning more along the way by taking enquiries. Taking the time to research their answers, and the snake swallows it's tail.

It amazes me every time.

Enjoy!

26 September 2008

Baking in London, part 2.

Want to read the series? Find Part One here.
Also bits and bobs can be found in my sporadic tweets on twitter.

One should never underestimate the power of flour. Although butter, sugar and eggs (= fat, sweetener & binder) make baked goods taste delicious, it is only with flour that one can achieve baked-goods at all. It sounds so basic and elementary. It is. But these descriptors make the process of baking in another country from the one you're used to, no less complex or challenging. Or both. And then some.

Flour, or I should specify, wheat flour, is a multifaceted creature with many outfits. It can be cruel one day and loving the next. It can hold your sandwich bread-house up or pet your cake into melting submission. One day your crumb is light, even and perfect, the next it's dense and dreadful.

Wheat is a transformational grain, and depending on what you need it for, highly reliable.

But flour is changeable. Every bag of the powdery stuff is a snowflake, and terroir is of utmost importance. Who knew?

Bread bakers. Bread bakers knew.

There has always been bread. Pastries* came much much later. {*We have the Catherine de Medici to thank for that. Grazie Bella!}

Bread bakers are a rare breed. They are tough yet emotional, intuitive yet scientific, sorcerers and alchemists yet methodical, regimented time-keepers. They, too, wear many pairs of socks. To be a bread baker one must understand flour intimately because all bread is is flour and water (= moisture content.)

Which brings me to gluten. Gluten is protein living in wheat. It exists in many other non-wheat flours, and there are also a whole slew of flours where gluten is completely absent. Protein is structure. It is strength and spine and 2X4's and taut; gluten is the superhero hiding inside every grain of wheat. Just a bit of agitation will coax it out and, voila!, Wheat with a big W on it's chest and a long flowing cape emerges chest out, fists clenched. Ready.

It sounds like a tangent but it is not.

         Perhaps my writing style is too flowery?

Protein is an umbrella term for what we professional cooks call all "dead animal" in the kitchen. It's a simplification of the food group but there it is. In this example, though, it's an important piece of the flour puzzle.

When you place a steak, a piece of fish, or even slabs of tofu in a hot pan the first thing you will notice is a seizing, a tightening, of that piece of protein. The protein contracts. It pulls in like you do when you step out into the snow in a T shirt. Know how to tell when a lamb chop is rare, mid rare and well done? You touch it and test for varying degrees of tenderness. The tighter the protein feels, the more "done" it is.

See where I'm going?

The reason for kneading bread dough is to work it. Work it! Push and pull, press and release, stretch and ricochet--- all that work is for coaxing gluten. Notice what happens when you begin to knead? The dough gets warmer, more elastic. In turn, if too much gluten is ignited, depending on what your end baked-good desired result is, you either need to throw out and start over, or rest said dough in a cool or freezing environment.

Gluten thrives in heat and sleeps in cold.

This is why most pie doughs (= pate brisee) will have you chill them before rolling out. Rolling dough is like kneading-- it is a form of agitation. An over activation of gluten where you don't want it creates "toughness."

But what does it all mean?

When you build a house, which is what a loaf of bread is, on a smaller scale, you need structural walls. Something needs to hold the roof up. But inside that house there are walls that separate rooms and they can be knocked out without the house falling down. Not all living structures are equal. In some bread you need a lot of structure, aka gluten, in others, not so much; and in sweeter breads, aka cookies and cakes, gluten needs to be present a bit, so that your baked good holds together, but not nearly as much.

Gluten is a thirsty protein. The stronger the flour (stronger = higher in gluten) the more moisture it is going to require. In turn, the stronger the flour, the drier your baked good will be, finished. The rate of moisture absorbtions also based on the grind of the flour. A grain ground finer  will be thirstier, in turn more drying. [But we won't concentrate on grinds in this post-- too much information and you're likely to quit eggbeater altogether. One geeky point at a time.]

Moisture is not just water. It is sugar and fat as well. Sugar is many things: sweetener of course, but also color attractor, tenderizer and moisturizer. Inherent in many fats is the presence of water, as well.

Understanding the make-up of your flour is the beginning of being a better baker. As we all know, there are many variables in baking. We have so many choices! [Too many?] Some things needs to be constants. Decisions need to be made. If you're baking at home you can experiment every day. But in a commercial environment consistency is key.

In the last days I have made many of my tried and true recipes for cakes and quick breads. I have learned that in that England the "regular," (All-Purpose in America) Plain Flour here is very strong. The learning curve is steep and frustrating at first but the challenge brings great rewards, because with process comes education.    A deeper understanding of the craft.

A renewing of re-learning and remembering.

And to be sure, a delicious appreciation of England's fantastic dairy, which will not be a post, per se, but an homage, if I can do it justice with mere words on a screen.

Until then, my pretties ~

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