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Experiencia en Sibaris

Thursday, August 31st, 2006

Hoy estuvimos con los alumnos de iniciación a la gastronomía de visita a Sibaris. Sumito les explicó como funciona un restaurante con una paciencia que impresiona. Conocieron sobre la limpieza y puesta a punto de la sala, sobre la iluminación y el sonido, la recepción del cliente, detalles como el mobiliario y los espacios hasta entrar en la cocina donde les enseñó todas las estaciones y conocieron muchísimo sobre equipos, utensilios, preparaciones y lo caliente y frio que puede ser una cocina. Hubo muchos comentarios de los niños, les dejo algunas impresiones:

  • Daniel casi se desmaya cuando vió a Sumito, es de esos muchachos que no se pierden un solo programa de Sumo Gusto y quedó muy impresionado.
  • Alveiro no paró de hablar como iba a ser su restaurante y organizó a los demás muchachos como parte del equipo.
  • a Eugenia le encantó el restaurante, quiere cenar allí pronto, tomó millones de fotos que se las tengo que pedir para colocarlas aquí.
  • Alejandro dijo que el pensaba que le decián Sumito porque era un luchador de sumo pequeñito.
  • y todos me calleron encima cuando Sumo dijo que las recetas debían seguirse al pié de la letra y todo medido y pesado… Después les expliqué que se aprende a cocinar, a crear recetas, a saber colocar el punto de sal y después cuando se tiene que servir a los clientes y preparar lo mismo siempre se debe estandarizar y seguir siempre lo escrito.

De nuevo mil gracias Sumito, fue una experiencia muy interesante tanto para los niños como para mi.

 

 

 

Bullabesa

Thursday, August 31st, 2006

Plato de pescados hervidos y aromatiza­dos, típico de la cocina provenzal.
Es la eterna y perfumada sopa de pesca­do del Mediterráneo, "Caldo de sol" que decía Escoffier o “Sopa de oro” según Curnonsky, que ha alcanzado qui­zá su máxima perfección en Marsella, la bullabesa nos evoca la costa provenzal, pero en otras regiones del litoral francés y español existen también otras muchas sopas de pescado que no desmerecen en absoluto y pueden competir muy dignamente con la bullabesa.
En palabras de Alvaro Cunqueiro: “La bouillabaisse, es la caldeirada del Mediterráneo, mas ilustre, aunque no mas importante, que la caldeirada atlántica......”

La palabra, en provenzal es masculina (bouiabaisso); es una contracción de dos verbos, “bouillir” y “abaisser” (hervir y reducir), según unos filólogos, pero para otros viene de “bouillir” hervir y de “baisse” desechos. Yo particularmente me quedo con esta segunda.
Sin discusión sobre hervir, ya que esta sopa es de cocción alegre.
Al ser en sus orígenes esta sopa, un plato de pescadores, que se cocinaba en la playa al regreso de la pesca, en un gran caldero colocado sobre un fuego de leña, con los pescados menos dignos de ser llevados al mercado, como la “rascasse” ( cabracho in­dispensable en toda auténtica bullabesa), en Francia sólo se consume, práctica­mente, de este modo; Pescados machacados o aquellos que habían capturado pero de poco beneficio económico etc. etc. es decir el desecho.
A veces, añadían algunos otros peces o mariscos que no ha­bían logrado vender el día anterior.
La adición de langosta es relativamente de nuestros días y dicen que impuesta la moda por gentes adineradas de la ciudad, ya que las langostas capturadas en el golfo de León o al norte de Menorca, son un regalo para el paladar insuperable, ya que son, sin duda, al menos para mí, unas langostas de primerísima calidad, así tienen el precio.

Para explicar el origen de esta especialidad medi­terránea se han inventado historias de lo más fan­tásticas: desde que Venus empleó la sopa para adormilar a Vulcano o que una abadesa la inventó para comer los viernes y no romper la vigilia, hasta que la especialidad se debe a un monsieur Baysse de Bur­deos. Esta última teoría la narra Robert J. Cour­tine, pero Andre Domine cree que esta procedencia es realmente peregrina y escribe: ¿cómo iba a inventar el plato más famoso del Mediterráneo francés jus­tamente alguien de la costa atlántica?.
El bueno de Domine es nacido en Hamburgo, actualmente vive en el sur de Francia y es un buen conocedor y escritor de temas astronómicos, pero atreverse a decir lo que dice, yo si que lo encuentro peregrino. Tal vez el señor Baysse, conocedor de las calderetas atlánticas, lo único que hizo fue trasladar estas a la Provenza y oficiarlas con los pescados e ingredientes de la zona.
Aunque no será todo más sencillo y simplemente la bullabesa actual es el fruto de la evolución de un plato sencillo, proveniente del pueblo y que ha llegado a lo que conocemos estos días?
El bueno de Domine es nacido en Hamburgo, actualmente vive en el sur de Francia y es un buen conocedor y escritor de temas gastronómicos, pero atreverse a decir lo que dice, yo si que lo encuentro peregrino. Tal vez el señor Baysse, conocedor de las calderetas atlánticas, lo único que hizo fue trasladar estas a la Provenza y oficiarlas con los pescados e ingredientes de la zona.
Aunque no será todo más sencillo y simplemente la bullabesa actual es el fruto de la evolución de un plato sencillo, proveniente del pueblo y que ha llegado a lo que conocemos estos días?
Una prueba de su origen humilde es la rebanada de pan que se sirve con cada plato, sobre la que se vierte caldo.
Pero la fama de la bullabesa viene del siglo pasado: va ligada, hasta cierto punto, al descubrimiento de Cannes como lugar invernal.
Un aristócrata inglés, lord Brougham, (1778-1868), vagaba por la actual Costa Azul. Lord Brougham no pudo entrar en Niza, que en­tonces pertenecía al principado del Piamon­te, porque se había declarado en la región epidemia de cólera. Decepcionado, fue a hospedarse a un pequeño pueblo de pesca­dores y en una diminuta hostelería que es­taba al lado del mar. Allí, este inglés acostumbrado a la monotonía del buey y de las mostazas de la gastronomía británica, descubrió la bullabesa. En aquella modesta fonda la dueña oficio la bullabesa con los trece pescados que exigen los más estrictos cánones y la acompañó con el delicioso vino del Var, que liga tan perfec­tamente con este plato.
Los estudiosos del tema le dan a Lord Brougham, que fue ministro del gobierno ingles, el reconocimiento de su divulgación europea.
Una prueba de su origen humilde es la rebanada de pan que se sirve con cada plato, sobre la que se vierte caldo.
Pero la fama de la bullabesa viene del siglo pasado: va ligada, hasta cierto punto, al descubrimiento de Cannes como lugar invernal.
Un aristócrata inglés, lord Brougham, (1778-1868), vagaba por la actual Costa Azul. Lord Brougham no pudo entrar en Niza, que en­tonces pertenecía al principado del Piamon­te, porque se había declarado en la región epidemia de cólera. Decepcionado, fue a hospedarse a un pequeño pueblo de pesca­dores y en una diminuta hostelería que es­taba al lado del mar. Allí, este inglés acostumbrado a la monotonía del buey y de las mostazas de la gastronomía británica, descubrió la bullabesa. En aquella modesta fonda la dueña oficio la bullabesa con los trece pescados que exigen los más estrictos cánones y la acompañó con el delicioso vino del Var, que liga tan perfec­tamente con este plato.
Los estudiosos del tema le dan a Lord Brougham, que fue ministro del gobierno ingles, el reconocimiento de su divulgación europea.

He leído que en 1980, los restauradores de Marse­lla firmaron una carta de la bullabesa destinada a proteger y a defender la rece­ta auténtica, hasta la fecha no he tenido ocasión de leer este acuerdo completo.
Según el acuerdo, el nombre de "bouillabaisse" sólo se puede usar con autoridad si se emplean exclusivamente pescados mediterráneos y como mínimo media docena de variedades distintas.

Existen tantas bullabe­sas «auténticas» como maneras de aso­ciar y combinar los pescados.
Como dicen propiamente los marselleses: se echan los pescados y mariscos convenientes, ajo, bastante aceite, el pere­jil, pimienta, corteza de naranja desecada y el azafrán, “et le tout baullie et baisse”.
Una vez ha terminado de cocer la sopa, se colocan los pescados y mariscos en una bandeja, mientras que el caldo se sirve en una cazuela.

En 1895, J. B. Reboul, en “La cocina provenzal”, enumera cuarenta pescados adecuados para la bullabesa (entre ellos la caballa y la sardina, que otros expertos rechazan tajantemente por demasiado grasos; las especies que frecuentan la costa septentrional del Me­diterráneo confieren al plato una mayor autenticidad (lubina, morena, sargo, etc.).

Lo tradicional es servir los pescados y el caldo por separado. El caldo es vertido sobre unas rebanadas de pan ca­sero seco (ni frito ni tostado), también puede servirse con cuscurros frotados con ajo o con salsa rouille.
Hay restoranes que sirven el caldo y pescado juntos.

En Marsella, que reivindica hacer la versión realmente clásica de la bouillabaisse, se emplea pan rústico, que se denomina marette y que ni se tuesta ni se unta con ajo, no se emplean mejillones, ni tampoco mantequilla.

La cocina provenzal cuenta también con otras sopas de pescado que son variantes de la bullabesa.
En Martigues, a unos 60 km. de Marsella, a la orilla del lago Berre, (agua salada) es costumbre presentar esta última con pa­tatas (cocidas aparte) y hacen, asimismo, una bullabesa «negra» (con sepias y su tinta).
También son típicas las bullabesas de sardinas y de bacalao, lo mismo que la bourride, (el caldo una vez colado es ligado con un ali-oli, la “autentica” de Sete se hace solo con mero), y el revesset, (bullabesa verde del puerto de Tolón).

Improvisando (II)

Thursday, August 31st, 2006

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Hace unos días salí del mercado cargado con 800 gramos de sardinas frescas y un par de caballas grandes, todo ello por 5€.

Con las caballas hice un escabeche y las sardinas las limpié con la intención de hacerlas al horno.

Antes corté en láminas una berenjena blanca, colocándolas como base en una bandeja que tuve en el horno durante dos minutos. A continuación dispuse las sardinas encima, sazonando y regando el conjunto con un chorro de aceite de oliva. Siete minutos de horno fuerte, tras los cuáles espolvoreé ajo y perejil picado. Otros dos minutos más fueron suficientes para tenerlo todo a punto.

Como acompañamiento hice un poco de arroz blanco que dispuse a modo de flan en el plato (una excentricidad de cara a la galería, con la única intención de quedar bien en la fotografía), el cual rocié con una cucharada sopera del jugo del escabeche de la caballa (todavía caliente), que fue absorbido rápidamente.

El resultado: fantástico. Las sardinas en su punto. Esas berenjenas son estratosféricas (tiernas, melosas y dulces), y el arroz con el punto de escabeche me pareció sensacional.

Un plato muy completo que acompañe con una botella de Viña Mein 2002 que me arriesgué a adquirir en un resto de tienda. Dorado brillante. Nariz con fruta muy madura (melocotón, albaricoque) y notas florales. Paso por boca denso y untuoso, muy maduro y con síntomas claros de evolución, habiendo perdido su frescura juvenil, pero todavía vivo y muy satisfactorio.

Blog Day 2006!

Thursday, August 31st, 2006
Happy Blog Day 2006!



This is my first Blog Day, and I am inspired to post by one of my blogosphere heroines, Chef Melissa de León from Panamá. Her award-winning blog, The Cooking Diva, is one of the best food blogs, and comes a with Latin flavor. When I grow up, I want to be like her.



Was it fate or the Pachamama that led me, after a two month blogging hiatus, to start blogging on Blog Day Eve?



We ponder these questions on this memorable Blog Day:



Why did you start blogging? What do you blog about mainly?



I started blogging because I love writing and I felt compelled to communicate with others. I discovered the subject most interesting to me was the nexus between Peru and California, the two constructs and societies that shape and influence me. I started three blogs at the same time, but the one that has received the most attention from others in cyberspace is the one about Peruvian food.



I think, in time, I will expand some of my other blogs, which have been left by the wayside.



At some point, I would like to have a completely personal, idiosyncratic, and semi-anonymous blog, like so many I've seen, in which I rant and rave to my heart's devotion, but I have to work up to that degree of freedom in writing for an internet public.



Do you blog in your first language or in another language and why?



My first language is Spanish, but my dominant language is English. My blog about Peruvian food is in English, since there is a dearth of information on the subject in this language. Another blog of mine is in Spanish, and others are bi- and/or multi-lingual, just like me.



What motivates you to keep blogging even if (like most bloggers) you're not paid for it?



I've noticed an inconsistency in my blogging; at times, I'll blog madly, and at others, I just won't care. This is why I admire such blogging superstars like The Cooking Diva. Then again, I do have a demanding job, if that's any excuse. But in the short time I've been blogging, I have always returned.



Is your audience mainly inside your own country or around the world?



What I loved most at the onset of my blogging story is discovering how people all around the world accessed my blog.



Every time I saw a visitor from Singapore or Tanzania or Estonia, I was thrilled. The majority of my visitors are from the US or Peru, but I receive visitors from all continents (except Antartica, at least not yet).



What do your family and friends think about the fact you're a blogger?



I don't think anyone I know 'gets it'. I tell them I'm blogging, but for me, blogging is a creative experience, and when I'm done, I feel like one of my creations is out there in the world, and I come back to it, and fine tune it, and fuss over it until I'm truly done. People I know don't understand blogging, the Philistines!



When you blog, how would you describe what you write? Is it part of a conversation? Is it ranting? Is it a daily diary? Is it journalism? Is it some or all of these things at different times? Does the definition matter?



The definition certainly does not matter. Blogging is meant to be personal, idiosyncratic, what you make it to be. I just write how I feel at the moment. I write what I wish to share.



I think more than anything, blogging is about seeking contact with others, sharing information or viewpoints. The means are not as important as the end.



And now, in keeping with Blog Day tradition, I am must share with you one new blog I have discovered in the past year.



Mine is Peruvian food-related.



In Spanish, a very good blog by René about Peruvian wine and piscos:



Peru Vinícola



I will try to be a better blogger in this upcoming year. But most of all, I hope we all continue to enjoy Peru Food.





Saludos!





Alejandro









Peru.Food@gmail.com

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Happy Blog Day to You!

Thursday, August 31st, 2006






Keeping with the food theme, here are 5 lovely food blogs that I've recently discovered:






  1. Cumin & Coriander by Stephanie from Vancouver. Lots of tasty looking food from all over, including India. Mmmm.






  2. Pie in the Sky by Kate--originally from Georgia, now in bustling NYC. Stunning pictures and rosemary brie mac-n-cheese. How could it get better?






  3. Lucy's Kitchen Notebook by Lucy, originally from the US, now living in Lyon. Much better looking than my food-spattered kitchen notebook, with recipes and essays and atmospheric photos. Plus I can close my eyes and pretend to be in France.....






  4. Cucina Rebecca, by Rebecca from Sydney. Recipes. And restaurant reviews. For when I get to Sydney. Someday.





  5. Lobstersquad by Ximena from Madrid. Lovely illustrations from Ximena's own pen, and travel, and recipes, and still more recipes. Yum.


RUTAS DE PASION

Thursday, August 31st, 2006

Libro de Johnny Schuler explora caminos del pisco

Artículo publicado en CARETAS el 31 de agosto del 2006

La pasión es su divisa. Habla, piensa, bebe, escribe, discute y socializa con y por el pisco. Johnny Schuler es una persona tranquila, afable, de buen comer y mejor conversar, solo se encabrita cuando le tocan el origen del pisco. “Nació aquí, dice blandiendo el índice mientras su voz ruge con emoción apenas reprimida, tengo mil testimonios de historiadores peruanos, chilenos, americanos que señalan su origen indiscutible en el Perú”.
El libro “Pasión por el pisco. Rutas y sabores” que acaba de editar con el patrocinio de Wong es un viaje por nuestras zonas productoras que van desde Huaral y Lunahuaná en Lima hasta Tacna, pasando por los soleados valles de Ica, Arequipa y Moquegua.
¿El pisco de ahora sabe igual al de hace 20 años?
Debe estar empezando a saber igual, dice y se remonta a la historia. La guerra de 1879 destruyó la vitivinicultura peruana. Las guerras mundiales, la guerra fría, los terremotos y, por último, la Reforma Agraria de Velasco hirieron de muerte las zonas productoras de vid. Gracias a luchadores que aman nuestro pisco unido al esfuerzo de autoridades, productores e industriales nuestro aguardiente está retomando su sitio de honor.
¿El pisco tiene cuna humilde? Hay historiadores que señalan que era un aguardiente bebido por los esclavos.
No. Había aguardiente corriente que definitivamente era consumido por gente de menores recursos, pero había otro muy fino y muy cotizado incluso más allá de nuestras fronteras. No olvidemos que en 1870, el aguardiente de Pisco se exportaba a San Francisco (EEUU) donde preparaban el “pisco punch”, una bebida muy popular en ese tiempo.
¿No te parece que el antichilenismo pisquero va en contra del progreso y la globalización?
Por supuesto que no. No queremos que con el pisco suceda lo mismo que ha pasado con el güisqui, el ron, el vodka que se han convertido en vocablos genéricos. Queremos que tenga los mismos derechos que el oporto, el tequila, el jerez, el champagne. Es la única forma de protegerlo.
Hablemos de tus inicios en el mundo gastronómico. ¿Es cierto que de niño trabajaste lavando platos en el restaurante de tu papá?
Claro que es verdad. Mi papá tenía el “13 monedas”, un restaurante suizo criollo con mantel blanco y servicio ruso muy elegante. Ahí aprendí de todo, dice.
Johnny Schuler estudió Administración Hotelera en Suiza, trabajó diez años con su papá en La Granja Azul, fundó “El Otro Sitio” e inauguró “Los Condes” en San Isidro, donde hoy es la Casa Moreyra. Ahora tiene el Key Club, un restaurante a puerta cerrada donde se puede comer una sublime langosta (S/.95) amén de pescados, el mejor crepe suzette de la ciudad y tragos de impecable factura.
¿Y tu pasión por el pisco cuando empezó?
Hace quince años más o menos. Un día, me invitaron a catar pisco y descubrí un mundo extraordinario, amplísimo en aromas y sabores que yo ignoraba que existieran. Ahora sé que tenemos más de 600 productores, cada uno con un pisco distinto y particular. Me enamoré del pisco y le soy absolutamente fiel.
¿Por qué sacar una copa especial, pregunto refiriéndome a las Riedel, habiendo otras de reciente data en el mercado? La respuesta se dio en la práctica y de inmediato. El mozo trajo dos copas: una Riedel y una convencional; sirvió el pisco en la Riedel, la olí, pasó el pisco a la otra y mi olfato se resintió detectando menos aromas con menor intensidad. En boca el experimento fue similar. No es milagro, no es magia. Es la pura verdad.

(Gluten-Free) Blog Day 2006

Thursday, August 31st, 2006

Whole Foods pizza crust, originally uploaded by shaunaforce.

Last year, on the last day of August, I woke up dreading the start of school. Weary and wary, I clicked onto my email after imbibing several cups of coffee. I really didn't need the caffeine, it turns out, because what I found waiting for me in my email -- and the stats counter of my website -- woke me up, immediately. On Blog Day, 2005, dear Clotilde at Chocolate and Zucchini recommended me to her readers. They arrived at my humble little site, just barely two months old, in droves that day. I was honored and floored. In fact, I remember throwing my hand over my mouth in disbelief, then jumping up and down on this blue exercise ball I use for my office chair. "Me?!" I wanted to shout, like Linus in A Charlie Brown Christmas. "You chose me?"

A year later, I'm honored to say that readers are still coming by in droves. Maybe some of them are repeat readers from Clotilde's site. Hundreds of other blogs have since listed me on their links list. There have been awards and recognitions beyond what I could have envisioned then. I have a literary agent now. And there is the Chef, who is far better than the love story in words I have been sharing here. But enough of you have been commenting on those stories here that I know it's reading well and drawing people back. (So strange to think of my own life as a good story, but there we are.) Somehow, my little blog has become one of the recognized websites in the world. I don't know how it happened, but I'm grateful.

Now that it is Blog Day, 2006, I would like to recognize some sites that have been catching my eyes. Literally, there are dozens I return to, again and again, many of which were birthed within the last year. Everyone should be reading Tea and Cookies, for example. And how could I not recognize the greatness of Shuna at Eggbeater? But if I start the list of blogs I love, I will be here all day. No one wants to read a post that long. (Believe me, I realize that I have written some longs posts in my time, but this one would top them all.)

And so, for the benefit of the swarms of you who have been coming to this site after seeing my spot on the Food Network, I would like to offer a slightly different view this year. This year, I am honoring Gluten-Free Blog Day.

To my knowledge, when I began this site in May of 2005, mine was the only gluten-free blog in existence. I'm sure I could be wrong, but believe me, I searched for friendly faces after my celiac diagnosis. A friend of mine who is a painter always says, "You must create what you wish you could experience." And so, I did.

Now, however, I am happy to report that there are plenty of us out here, writing up our recipes and sharing our stories. Celiac disease and gluten intolerance are more and more recognized in this culture. I'm thrilled if my little segment on The Food Network has spawned even more awareness. (And from the letters I have been receiving,I gather that you are all happy it has too.) But I am certainly not the sole expert, or even an expert at all, on how to live gluten-free. We are not alone.

Recipes from a Gluten-Free Goddess

Karina consistently inspires me with her beautiful food and her awareness of the world. She is a painter, a poet, and a sensitive woman, who shares herself in pithy prose and gorgeous photographs. When she began her blog, Karina was living in a small town in New England. Now, she is living in northern New Mexico, and her writing and photography has grown even more expansive under that enormous sky.

She focuses mainly on vegetarian foods, made simply. And I have to sigh and say how much I agree with her tagline on the top of the blog: "Life is short. Make every day delicious."

I am Gluten-Free!

Ellen has a naturally curious attitude toward life, full of enthusiasms and eagerness to tackle her gluten-free lifestyle. After all, look at the way she declared herself in her blog title! As she takes gluten-free baking classes and makes gluten-free waffles from scratch, she shares herself with us. Clearly, as is true for all of us who are living gluten-free, Ellen is living a process of discovery. She is consistently cheerful and willing to try any food, as long as it doesn't contain gluten. As well, her website offers a lengthy list of places to obtain celiac information and gluten-free food products.

Wheatless Bay

This is a blog the way they once were: daily; in shorthand; and mostly meant for personal use. The couple from Southern California that runs this blog is clearly keeping this website as a record for themselves, of what they have eaten and how they have grown. However, for anyone who needs to eat gluten-free, this is an invaluable resource for food ideas.

I like their philosophy: "We eat well as a gluten-free household. With a few exceptions, our philosophy is that eating excellent foods that just happen to be gluten-free is a more satisfying approach than modifying baked goods to lackluster results. The cuisines of the world are full of more fabulous (and co-incidentally gluten-free) dishes than we could ever eat in a lifetime, anyway."

Absolutely.

Gluten A Go Go

How could I not love a blog with a name like that?

"Sheltie Girl," as she calls herself, lives in New York state and has been living gluten-free since she was being treated for breast cancer. As is true for many of us, she was discouraged at first. As is true for a growing number of us, she decided to put that frustration into creation instead.

"I have been so disappointed in the gluten-free bakery items that I have found to purchase, or some of the gluten free cookbooks that I checked out from the library. In frustration, I decided to try out my own recipes and my blog my adventure. As I find new products to purchase, I will include our family's taste test results here too."

Check back for more of her eating adventures.

Something in Season

Finally, I could not complete this list without mentioning Brendon. He and his Dear Wife (DW on the blog) clearly eat well. I love Brendon's emphasis on farmers' markets, eating local, and eating in season -- those are passions dear to my heart as well. He has a voracious appetite for life, and I'm certain that everyone reading will enjoy his discoveries.


That's five. There are -- wonderfully -- more than five other gluten-free blogs in the world. I couldn't include them all. However, if you live in New York, in particular, I would like to recommend David Marc Fisher's blog, Gluten-Free NYC, as well as the fabulous stylings of the Celiac Chicks. Those girls have been publishing their website for nearly three years now, far longer than me. Their site has never really read as a personal blog, however. It's far more professional than that. I have been relying on it all along.

And just under the wire, before I posted this, I received an email from a new blogger named Elwood City, who has just begun publishing a blog called Gluten-Free Gastronome. She is on a mission to learn how to bake, using only Jowar flour (or sorghum flour, as it is more commonly known). Now there is something I never tried.

That's what I love about this gluten-free web world. It is spacious enough for everyone.

A QUICK GLUTEN-FREE PIZZA

I have to admit, I am spoiled rotten around here. The Chef takes care of breakfast every morning, in lavish attention to detail and taste sensations. At night, after we drive home from his restaurant together, he breaks out the most interesting food in the fridge and makes up dinner on the spot. Every time, that meal astounds me.

So, I am not doing nearly as much cooking these days as I did this time last year. Luckily, there are still lunches, and late afternoons to make soups and try out new recipes. Every day, I am still in the kitchen, concocting and playing, listening to music and dancing in front of the stove.

However, it has been unseasonably warm this summer in Seattle. Even I find myself rarely wanting to cook in the hottest part of the day. Mostly, when I am my own, writing, I make elaborate salads, or I nibble from the fridge. Even, sometimes, I throw together food that arrived in packages. (I know. I am aghast as well.)

If I am going to eat packaged, gluten-free food, I still want it to be the best. And so, for the late-summer pizza you see pictured above, I used a pizza crust from Whole Foods. As much as I may disdain chains, I cherish the fact that Whole Foods has created an entire gluten-free bakeshop and supplies the nation's stores with wholesome gluten-free goods for us to buy. Of course, given that supply is limited and demands enormous, the prices are exorbitant. However, once in awhile, I splurge. These pizza crusts are worth it. They are flaky and chewy, with a good crunch when they are almost burnt.

Amy's Foods rock. That's as bluntly as I can put it. After a childhood of eating overly salty tv dinners, I never thought I would recommend frozen foods on a gourmet, gluten-free food blog. However, the frozen foods from Amy's Kitchen taste much better than the ones I ate in childhood. Even before I realized I had celiac, I ate these when I was in a rush. And in the first few months after I was diagnosed, I relied on them. They have an entire line of foods marked gluten-free, as well as a section on celiac disease on their website. For those of us who have to eat gluten-free, this is packaged food without any guilt.

And so, rather than a recipe, per se, I offer here a gluten-free late lunch, based on the tastes of late summer. It satisfied me.

One gluten-free pizza crust from Whole Foods
One-quarter cup of Amy's puttanesca pasta sauce
A handful of heirloom tomatoes, picked at the peak of season and sliced
Fresh mozzarella cheese, enough to cover the pizza crust
Fresh chevre
A drizzle of good olive oil
Fresh thyme

Preheat the oven to 400 degrees. After fifteen minutes, throw in the pizza crust for a few moments, bare and baking. Pull it out when it starts to brown.

Spoon the pasta sauce on top, letting it soak in a bit to the browned crust. Try a few more spoonfuls. Layer the thick slices of fresh mozzarella on top, in concentric circles, or any pattern you want. Dollop on the fresh chevre. Drizzle on the olive oil, liberally. Perhaps you might want some salt and pepper. At the last moment, layer on sprigs of whole thyme.

Bake in the oven until the cheese is melted and you just can't stand it any longer. (That will probably be between eight and ten minutes. Stand by the oven to watch it.)

Eat, contentedly. Savor it. Slowly.

Chocolate from Modica

Thursday, August 31st, 2006
One of the great things about being able to travel through Italy is the chance to stop and taste/experience the local cuisine and the local specialties. In Modica, the specialty is chocolate and sweets. Torino is famous for its gianduja, a silky and velvety chocolate made with hazelnut paste. However, the chocolate in Modica is famous for its tradition. It’s a tradition that was handed down from the Aztecs to the Spanianards and then to Sicilians as Sicily was controlled by the Spanish from the 13th to 15th centuries.

I have never tasted the Aztecs chocolate but we managed to sample a bit of chocolate from Modica. I was quite surprised by the texture of the chocolate. It was very grainy and made without milk, nothing like the gianduja I was used to eating in Torino but still wonderful. In fact, I was disappointed that I did not get to sample Modica’s famous hot chocolate. (I should mention it was August and about 36 degrees C outside.)

I did however have a very usual sweet, a little turnover that looked like a tiny empanada called mpanatigghia (mm-pan-na-tee-gee-yah). The lady in the sweet shop said I absolutely had to try this little delicacy, I took a bit and chewed, swallowed and told her I tasted sugar, cinnamon, chocolate and something else I could not put my finger on, orange peel?

“No” she said. “E’ carne di manzo.”

“Wow” I was surprised.

I never expected beef to show up in a sweet confection. I ran out to the car to give Deme a taste and even he was stumped. I snatched up five chocolate bars of various flavors and began to think about how to use them.


Another wonderful treat, torrone. I love this torrone because it is simple, almonds, a bit of sugar and some orange essense. Delicious! (Most torrone I have eaten more like nougat with egg whites and nuts.)


Here is just a small sampling of the wonderful variety of flavored chocolate bars you can find in Modica. (From top to bottom: anise, hot pepper/chili, coffee and cinnamon.) I ate the one with ginger in it right when I got home.


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Barium for breakfast?! My favorite!

Thursday, August 31st, 2006
NOT!

Ok, now that I'm back from 7th grade, let me just say, if you don't have to get an upper GI done, don't! Of course, why would you?

My "temporary" physician (it's better than the other nicknames I have in mind...I am not fond of this woman) ordered an upper GI to see if my little heartburn problem had caused any real damage.

So, here's how it works.

First, you put on a stylish hospital gown, preferably one that leaves a draft coming in the front so that you feel you will expose your chest at any moment. Check.

Second, you take a little cup with crystals in it and throw them all in your mouth at once, chasing them with another little cup of fluid. The little crystals start reacting at once in your mouth, sort of like medicinal Pop Rocks. Heres the tricky part: you have to swallow them really quickly, so that they pop in your esophogas/stomach and expand, leaving you full of gas...and you can't burp. Or at least, they tell you not to. This process fills you with "air" so they can get a better look. Check (interspersed with quiet burps).

Third, and my personal favorite (note the sarcasm), you start to drink big gulps of chalky, lumpy barium. Mmmmm. In this third step, you will stand up, get x-rayed, then lay down, and get more x-rays. I almost couldn't drink anymore on cue. That was the worst part! Check.

Fourth. While lying down, roll over. Roll over again. Roll part way. Lay on your stomach, lay on your back. You get the picture. Check.

Fifth, you drink a thinner version of the barium mixture. On cue. While lying down. Check.

And if you're lucky (like me, yippee!), at the end, they'll tell you that you're fine.

I guess that the peace of mind was worth drinking and eating all that stuff. Thank God!!

comida rápida de Mérida

Thursday, August 31st, 2006
En mérida hay muchisimos sitios de hamburguesas y perro caliente. Quizá es una ciudad de los universitarios por eso este tipo de comida va teniendo exito.

En general, ellos empiezan a vender en carritos y después convierte a un local bonito. Uno de mi favorito de la ciudad es "Pantito", me llamaba mucho atención antes de probar porque todos los productos que tienen ellos llevan nombre que está relacionado con Beisbol(hasta uniforme de ellos es lo de beisbol). Tarda un poco porque hace todo al momento y siempre está full el local pequeño. Pero ahora ya está montando otro proyecto que consiguieron otro local más grande al lado del restaurante "Sevillana" y ya mismo va a abrir. Este tipo de evolución de local a veces me sorprende mucho. La gente que echa para adelante(como dice aquí) siempre tiene exito.

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