Thursday, January 28, 2010

Nepal Dangia

(Relatively) Recently my gastronomique tourisme brought Your Humble Narrator to the wilds of Surkhet in Nepal with this guy:



Like a boss, he showed me around his wilds, both physical and culinary.


This street/dirt road food is certainly not recommended by Lonely Planet, much less by Ghost Hunters: as you can plainly see, this child is actually a ghost.



But never one to be dissuaded by superstition nor by the prospect of a good ol' fashioned haintin'.




 I enjoyed all the dee-lights I could, including this lil potato dish as well as some piping hot, oil and delicious laden pakora

Check out the hand model in this one - practically pro. And showing off all that is HOLY MOLE!

I'd already eaten one of these flavor bombs out of the expertly wrapped container. My bet is this bounty topped out at 30 nepalese rupees, roughly 43.33 US cents.

Lastly, a photo with the orphans to show I have a heart as well as a stomach - and an abiding love of the Wu

JK

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Breaking ground

We are breaking ground on the Boletus blog today by harnessing the power of "new media". I am pleased to announce the first video report (albeit shaky cinematography and frankly piss poor reporting skillz.)

 ZB and I traveled to Brixton in south ldn to a vibrant Afro-Caribbean market. Nestled between the hawker stalls of red snapper, taro, and yam lies perhaps the best pizza place in London, Franco Manca. Unfortunately, ZB and I copped a Jamaican beef patty before hitting up the spot, so we decided to share a pie. The style was decidedly Neapolitan with a very impressive crust (they use a sourdough starter). For toppings we went with the second special that day: roasted potato, spicy salami, gorgonzola, and mozzarella. I know that ordering pizza bianca is probably not the best way to judge a pizza place, but the combination was hard to resist. A really delicious pie.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EOHRC63WCmQ

ZB = (Andrew Zimmern + Stache) - Orientalism


To Boletus Bloggers, does anyone know how to embed a video on this site? Lemme know.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Thanksgiving in Bath

Yeah, long overdue, I know. Went to Bath, England for thanksgiving with a few ex-pats. We rented an apartment which allowed us to create a proper feast. Menu:

Cheese course:




Two Kinds of Stuffing:
1)Sausage and Apple


2) Alice's Version (Cinnamon, other stuff)



Roasted Root Vegetables (Alice's recipe includes balsamic vinegar. Initially, I was skeptical but it ended up being awesome so I stand corrected.)


Roasted Kale with Red Pepper (Roasting dish, oil, red pepper, salt, high heat, 7-10 min, eat). Amazing, like Kale chips. Credit Baum family.

Mashed Potatoes (No Picture)

Magnum Opus: Three Pheasants

The first two were wrapped in British Bacon. This method results in a moist Bird but perhaps not the crisp skin one would hope for. Nevertheless it was great. The third pheasant was stuffed with lemon and parsley, with lemon and butter strategically placed under the skin.  We also had sausage, parsnip, onions, and carrots in the roasting dish.

Photo would not rotate. Apologies.


My Plate



Lots of good stuff. Hard to go wrong with this menu. I think we had apple pie or crumble for dessert. Poultry and wine cloud the memory.

View of Cathedral from Roman Baths




dG

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Mango Pickle and Pickled Pears

My long-anticipated pickling adventure is finally underway, aided by a timely gift: The Joy of Pickling.  So far, it seems to be an excellent book.

I started off with a couple of somewhat unconventional recipes.  Things that wouldn't necessarily come to mind when you think of pickles, at least.

If you've never tried mango pickle, you should.  They are delicious.  Check out your local Indian grocery store.

We can't really get the kind of mango that's used in India stateside, so I had to make due with a normal, underripe mango from the grocery.  I only used one mango, and cut the recipe to a third, but I'll reproduce it with original quantities.

3 slightly underripe mangoes, peeled and sliced lengthwise
3 fresh chile peppers (I used jalapeno), one cut into thin strips and the others minced
1 1/2 teaspoons pickling salt
1/2 cup white wine vinegar
1 teaspoon coriander seeds
3/4 teaspoon fenugreek seeds
1 teaspoon cumin seeds
1/3 cup oil (preferably mustard, although I didn't have any)
2 tablespoons grated ginger
1 tablespoon minced garlic
1 teaspoon whole yellow mustard seeds (I need to get some, ommitted this time)

Fry the garlic, ginger and minced chile in the oil.
Toast then grind the whole spices.
Mix the mango with the salt, vinegar and chile strips.
Add the spices to the oil mixture, then mix everything and transfer to a tightly sealed jar.
Let the jar stand for several days at room temperature, shaking at least once a day.
If you don't eat the pickle immediately, put it in the fridge where it should last at least 2 months.

My pickle still has a couple days to go, but it looks and smells real nice.


I don't think I'd ever had pickled pears, but I liked the idea and there were underripe Bosc pears to be had for 29 cents a pound.  You want pretty firm pears for pickling.  Apparently the traditional variety to use is Seckel pears.

I used 3 pounds of pears, 8 or 9 total.  The recipe below is for 6 pounds.  In addition to the pears, you want:

Four 3-inch cinnamon sticks
2 tablespoons whole cloves
One 1-inch piece ginger, thinly sliced
3-4 pieces star anise, whole (my addition)
3 cups water
2 cups distilled white vinegar or white wine vinegar (I used 50/50 combo)
4 cups sugar

Put everything except the pears in a (ideally non-reactive) pot.  Boil to dissolve the sugar, then simmer for 15 minutes.
The pears should be peeled and left whole if small or halved and cored, if large.
Cook the pears gently in the syrup in a single layer until just tender.  The recipe says 5-15 minutes, but it took me about 25.  This may have been due to the pears not being fully submerged in my half-quantity of liquid.  Luckily they all fit in the pot, so it was only 25 minutes total.
If you wanted the pears to keep for a long time, you would pour them into jars and seal them with two-piece caps, leaving 1/2 inch headspace, then process the jars for 15 minutes in a boiling-water bath.

Since I was making a relatively small quantity and there was room in the fridge, I skipped this step.



Two of the pears are missing from this picture.  They featured in a delicious salad of spring greens that I highly recommend, but is sadly not pictured.  Here's what I put in the salad.

For the dressing, pound one clove of garlic to a paste.  Add salt, pepper, minced jalapeno and about a tablespoon of white wine vinegar.  Stir in about 3 tablespoons of olive oil.
Dress the greens and add sliced, pickled pear, toasted walnuts and more salt and pepper to taste.  I also used some sliced tomato, but this component was dispensable, I think.  Really a delicious salad, and a perfect platform for the pears.

Bagels

I actually made these bagels about a month ago.  A repeat attempt is imminent.

I followed Mark Bittman's recipe, with maple syrup as the sweetener.  3.5 cups flour, 2 teaspoons salt, 1 teaspoon instant yeast (or the equivalent amount of active dry yeast [activated] which is what I used), 2 tablespoons sweetener and enough water to form a dense, just slightly sticky dough.  The result certainly wasn't the best looking bagel I've ever seen, but it did the trick in this bagel wasteland.

Forming the bagels:





Boiling:


And baking:



Monday, January 4, 2010

SEE FOOD




The thing with eating is that it takes time. The most recent of my gastronomique tourisms brought YHN to Phuket, Thailand. A land more famed for its banana hammocks than banana flambes, I was nevertheless devoted to finding that special taste of Thailand that is not from a hooker's mouth. But I digress.

Plated before me is Phuket Fried Rice and a tiger prawn the size of Mike Ditka's finger. The Phuket Fried Rice should be renamed Phuket Fried Bullshit, because this was the single most over-black-peppered under-proper-spiced dish I've had. To save face I told my dining companion that I was taking the second half of the dish on my Tiger Airways flight the following day, but in reality I found the styrofoam box and its pFrice contents to be of a supremely puntable quality.

But what allowed me to declare myself fed enough to go for take-away, that shamestful of shameable shames?

TIGER PRAWN, the less philandering brother of tiger woods. Look upon my works, ye mighty, and despair

BBQ'd


Flayed and arrayed in garlic and pepper


My [tigerprawn] is a fish

In truth, not the best meal I had.

Indeed, I found in Thailand that food goodness is inversely proportional to food cost. For instance, the best food I ate in Thailand was outside a Bangkok skytrain station. Following the time honored tradition of getting in line at a stall if lots of other people are, I found myself with a plastic bagful of the tastiest/spiciest papaya salad this side of the Mekong. I would have taken a photo of it had I not used up the last of my camera battery taking a photo of this dude's rattail. I guess we all make choices.


Enough bandwidth for now. Endeavour!
JK