Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
One of the things I look forward to every winter is all the great citrus fruit piling up at markets at great prices. Red rubies, navel oranges, blood oranges, satsumas (one of the best tangerines) and all their wonderful kin. A great way to expand your citrus horizons is to learn how to cut supremes. A supreme is a citrus section that has been cut out to exclude the outer peel (and pith) and the separating membrane. It's not hard to do, and kind of fun, but you do need a little practice. Once you have a nice little pile of these babies you can store them in the fridge and throw them into salads on a whim or use them to accompany raw, smoked, or seared seafood. Don't be afraid to go savory with salt, pepper, olive oil, hard cheeses, balsamic, avocado, etc. They are also great to just eat alone as a snack or dessert. Kids that won't even look at a grapefruit will gobble these down like gummy bears. Here's a video of how to turn your paring knife into a citrus saber with Syd Barret's Baby Lemonade in the background. enjoy!
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
There are few antics to report from last night because we were so jamming. From 7 to 9:30 there was an ass in every seat. The patio was packed with a six course wine tasting dinner with rivers of 2007 Chateauneuf du Pape flowing (including two bad-ass whites, ignore white CdP at your own peril!). Then a fifteen top of twenty somethings descended like a flock of starlings. The house was buzzing and everybody brought their A-game. No drama, no raised voices, great looking plates flying out of the kitchen at an alarming rate, drinks flowing off the bar (nice work Sarah!). You couldn't even get into the dish washing station cause there were two or three people in there unloading at any given moment. Then, suddenly at 10:30, the place emptied out all at once, like after a concert or something. It was kind of weird doing our closing work without the soft din of a few late tables riding out a nice dinner. Oh well...the machine had done it's job...time to turn it off and go home...
Need to cook a twelve pound turkey in an hour and ten minutes? Spatchcock that sucker. My mom (who keeps me abreast of what's going on in Martha Stewart world) hipped me to this. A Spatchcock is a game bird or small chicken that's been butterflyed for easy grilling but the same technique will work for a twelve pound gobbler on a half-sheet pan. You need some poulty shears but you will save time, oven space, and end up with a moister bird. Check it: