Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
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Saturday, April 23, 2011

More Fun Playing With Gefilte Fish

As Passover continues, I hope you enjoy these reposts from 2008 on how I make some of my favorite things! Next up - Gefilte Fish! Once again, in 2011, Mister Brisket outdid himself with splendid raw fish mixture that we are now finishing. It seems to get better every year!

Fun Making Gefilte Fish

I make no secret of the fact that, as a child, I foolishly missed out on sharing the joys of Jewish holiday cooking with my grandparents, older sister and mother. At that time in my life, it just didn't interest me. It was not until about 1990, after I had finished school and moved out to New Jersey, that my mother's Multiple Sclerosis worsened to the point where she could no longer cook her traditional holiday meals. I had just begun to explore the joys of cooking, having taken my first Chinese cooking classes through the Montclair Adult School, and I was determined to keep my mother's traditions alive by learning how to cook her dishes.

Every year, I consider changing my Passover menu. And other than tinkering a little with the spices, I always wind up keeping my preparations true to the tastes and smells I grew up with. For mom.

Since I moved to Cleveland, Gefilte Fish has been a challenge. Is it well neigh impossible to purchase any quality fish at retail here. However, when I first moved here over 12 years ago, there was a supermarket called Gale's located in Beachwood that catered to the Jewish community, and which could be counted on for all of the raw ingredients I would need to recreate mom's dishes. Gale's left us a number of years ago (and became a Wild Oats - feh!). There is a fish store in the Orthodox part of town that became my source for a few years - but they weren't interested in serving my needs. Yes, they'd get and grind my fish - but no onion ground in and no carp. My mother's recipe calls for 1 part whitefish, 1 part pike, and 1/2 part carp (for fat and texture more than taste). But their rules were not negotiable.

So, I tried another recently (at the time) opened local fish store that the newspapers raved about, in Cedar Center (long gone now). I will never forget the time I ordered 5# of fish according to the formula - and they handed me a bag with over 20 pounds - the kid who took the order had written "20" instead of "2" for one of the fishes - it was a disaster!

Finally, about 5 years ago, I learned that Cleveland's storied Mister Brisket (AKA Sanford Herskovitz) had begun to offer ground fish for the Jewish holidays. The first time I ordered from him, he said "no carp" - I guess there is an aversion to carp in Cleveland! But after I explained that "this is how my mommy makes it" - he relented. As you will see below, the fish he special orders, fillets, and grinds is pristine. And - Mister Brisket delivers - such a deal!

And so, yesterday, I made my 2008 Passover Gefilte Fish. I began with five pounds of fish fillets, which were ground with an onion by Mister Brisket, and one whole fish (sans fillets). I neglected to photograph the fish before I put it in the pot, so that is where we begin:



The first step in making this dish is to create a fish stock. The fish parts are placed in a large pot with sliced onion and good water, and brought to a gentle boil. After skimming, salt, pepper and sugar are added. How much? I don't know - I never measure.


Plumps When You Cook 'Em!

While the stock is simmering (for about 30 minutes), I make the fish ball mixture.


2# Whitefish, 2# Pike, 1# Carp Fillets, Ground with Onion


Blue Eggs from Breychak's Blue Egg Farm


Kosher-for-Passover Matzo Meal, Sugar, Diamond Crystal Kosher Salt

I only use Diamond Crystal Kosher Salt (which is so prevalent in professional kitchens, it even got a cameo in the film "Ratatouille"). The other major player, Morton's, contains a chemical anti-caking agent (and I think it tastes nasty).


White Peppercorn from Heather's Heat & Flavor


Organic Carrots

That's all there is to it, folks!

First, de-shell the eggs. For five pounds of fish, mom used 6 eggs; I used 7 because many of the Blue Eggs are a little smaller than USDA "large":



Beat until frothy; I use a handmixer:



Add the ground fish, and remember to treat it as you would ground meat for meatballs - you want to work it as little as possible.



Here is where I made a small mistake - it is easier to incorporate the seasonings into the mix with less handling if you whirl them into the eggs. But I forgot - so I added the seasonings here and gently mixed them in. How much? I start with a tablespoon of sugar, and I eyeball the salt and pepper.



I am always conservative with the seasonings and matzoh meal at first, because every batch of fish is different, and there is only one way to know if it is right - taste it (and too much matzoh meal will turn the fluffy balls into lead ballons)! The matzoh meal is next - and again, I add a bit at a time and work it in, until the mixture "feels" right.



Once the mixture feels right, it is time to taste. Unfortunately, it is no longer safe to taste this kind of fish raw, as my mother and grandmother did (even though I know that these farm eggs are safe!) - and really, tasting it raw wouldn't give you the best feel for it anyway. So, I boil water in a small saucepan, pinch out a small ball of the mixture (which lets me test the matzoh meal-iness) and cook it for a few minutes. After tasting the cooked fish, I adjust the seasoning to taste - this time, I got it perfect on the second try!

No photos of the next step, because it takes two hands and makes a mess of them! I put some Kosher for Passover cooking oil in a dish, and dip into it periodically to keep the mixture from sticking to my hands. (Its not even Seder night and I'm dipping already!) I form the fish into ovals, which is how mom made them, and gently deposit each oval into the fish stock, which is now at a strong simmer. Once all of the fish balls are in the pot, I put on the lid and cook 1.5 hours.



During the first cooking time, I prep the carrots. After 1.5 hours, I add the carrots to the pot and re-lid. The fish balls are floating happily! I cook it another 1.5 hours (which is longer than mom cooked it, but I saw an elderly grandma make fish with Joan Nathan on PBS a few years ago, and she swore by a 3 hour cooktime). When cooking time is over, I use a slotted spoon to carefully remove the fish and carrots, taking care to examine for shrapnel from the skeleton. My mother said, as a girl, nibbling fish bits off of the bones was her favorite part of making this dish - me - even though I'm always tempted to save the stock and meaty bits for another use - they always wind up in the compost. The house just smells too much like fish after the cooking is done for me to find it appealing.






Cooking for the Jewish holidays brings me great joy; my only sadness is that I cannot share this food with mom, who still lives in NY 450 miles away. But, as this post demonstrates, making your own Gefilte Fish is not so hard as you might think (provided you have a good fishmonger, or a moonlighting butcher!), and you will never eat jarred fish again after you have tasted this!

Friday, April 30, 2010

Fun Playing With Food at the West Side Market

Saffron Linguine - Ohio City Pasta

Last Friday, I was informed that I had won a Facebook contest run by Cleveland's Ohio City Pasta. As the winner of the  "Dinner for Two" contest, I became entitled to select one pound of pasta product and one of their  sauces or butters, once a month, every month, until April 15th, 2011. There was only one small catch. To claim my prize, I would need to visit Ohio City Pasta's "home" location at Cleveland's venerable West Side Market at the corner of West 25th Street and Lorain Avenue. 

I love the West Side Market - it was one of the first Cleveland places I visited when I started dating Bob. The market houses a number of produce stands (which vary widely in quality) around its perimeter, and inside the building, an amazing array of vendors selling meats of every description, freshly baked goods, fish and seafood, and lots of other great foodstuffs. But it is a good 30 minute drive from my home. I'm ashamed to admit that, before claiming the first installment of my prize last weekend, it had been well over two years since I'd visited the market. Shame on me - a lot has changed there, and mostly for the better.

Instead of stand after stand selling essentially the same cuts of meat, more and more of the stands are now stocked with either ready-to-eat (or hot and really ready to eat on the spot) food, or "quick meal" products. Most of this stuff looks to be of first quality, made from scratch, and it is all reasonably priced, so it seems like a win-win.

I'm going to hold off a bit in showing you the first installment of my prize and what became of it, so I can first share a few photos from our visit. I didn't photograph many of the "old faithfuls" - just a few of the newer arrivals.

After carefully shopping the produce section (and scoring some lovely snap peas, peas, and broccoli), we headed into the main market. Jazzy sounds greeted us. I looked up on to the balcony, and saw

Slap

 

Slap's bright, smooth sound was a lovely counterpoint to our shopping. Three newer stands (well, new to me) looked to offer some tasty goodies. Right below Slap was Dohar Meats, which has been there for years. I don't recall ever trying any of their meats before. Well, that was about to change.


Paprika Bacon

My Hungarian blood burned to sample this delicacy, so we got some to enjoy with our pasta.


I don't know if this Southeast Asian-inspired stand is related to the Cambodian stand that used to be in the corner (though their listing on the WSM website indicates it is also Cambodian), but their stuffed chicken wing is just as yummy. Everything they had looked good enough to eat!




Samosas


This is the stuffed chicken wing of which I spoke above - I insisted that we get one, and Bob was later glad that I'd insisted!

The Flip Side


Anyway, I digress. This next stand was just a few feet from Kim Se, but it's offerings were from a completely different part of the world:



Yes - Irish specialties. These savory meat-stuffed pies looked fabulous. Sweeney Todd was British, not Irish, right?


And it was a pleasure seeing that the former Ohio Fudge has moved indoors:



Locals Sam and Debbie make the most melt-in-you-mouth fudge you've ever tasted, in more flavors than you can imagine.

This next item is from one of our favorite stands:

Cayenne Smokies

 

This ready-to-eat product, and its less fiery siblings with Jalapeno, Cheese, Turkey, or Plain Pork, is sold from two stands in the market that are owned by the same people - Czuchraj Meats and J&J Meats, Stands B-6 and B-10. I'd never even heard of a smokie the first time that I visited the WSM with Bob, but one bite and I was hooked. And I'm in good company - Cleveland's own Iron Chef, Michael Symon, featured J&J's beef jerky on the Food Network Show "The Best Thing I Ever Ate." While I'm not a big jerky fan (though I'll probably try theirs sooner or later) - I have to admire Michael's taste in J&J's products - their other smoked sausage products have also been among our favorites. Czuchraj/J&J's recent fame has resulted in a mail-order business, which they run from their brand-new website. Couldn't happen to nicer folks! But be warned - I think that their smokies are addictive, and Michael Symon says the same about their jerky!

Our final stop before collecting from Ohio City Pasta was at Kate's Fish. Most of my food-loving friends have sung the praises of Kate's on food boards and blogs, so I had determined to get some seafood and maybe a bit of fish and do a seafood risotto, since we'd been gifted with a large bag of ramps earlier in the week. I don't know why I didn't take photos of the goods - it all looked lovely (and smelled not at all, which is lovely in itself). Everyone working there - from owners Tom and Kate through their younger help - was knowledgable about the products. Everyone knew when things had come in and where they'd come from. I was impressed - and Cleveland fish and seafood does not impress me very often.

We took a half pound of Opah (hawaiian moonfish) - a pink-fleshed steak that looked a little like tuna, and was highly recommended by our friend Steve, who we ran into as we shopped. I was going to get clams for the risotto, but then we started talking shrimp. I am extremely sensitive to the chemicals that are widely used on seafood, and especially shrimp, to preserve and "enhance" them. I usually only eat shrimp when visiting the Gulf of Mexico, or other locales where they are fresh and local (and even then, it can be hard to obtain truly pristine shrimp). So, I was a little skeptical of the promises being made about Kate's shrimp. Still, I was impressed enough to, as my late friend Harry Chapin would say, give it one good try. And Lord, Lord, Lord, it was worth the try!


Allow me to introduce you to Laughing Bird™ Caribbean White Shrimp. A sustainably raised, chemical free, truly fresh shrimp. The shrimps that we were offered came in fresh, but were then frozen by Kate's, after they recieved a larger order than they needed. Though the texture suffered a little from the freeze/thaw (as any seafood inevitably does) - the taste was out of this world!

Dinner that night began with the ramps we'd been gifted with a few days earlier, and the snap peas we'd acquired at the WSM:



Arborio rice, olive oil, white wine and homemade chicken-turkey stock worked their magic together in the pan:


The above photo was right after I added the shrimp; the rice was al dente but still not fully cooked at this point. Note the white-grey color of the shrimp.


After a few short minutes, the shrimp transmuted to it's more traditional red color, and the dish came together. Following a generous addition of butter, milk (I was out of cream), grated cheese and fresh parsley, the risotto looked like this:


Finally, the risotto was topped by the seasoned (salt and pepper) and seared Opah filet - I couldn't bring myself to chop it up and put it into the risotto:


A simply delicious end to a day full of playing with food in so many wonderful ways (I haven't told you about lunch yet, either). Thank you, Ohio City Pasta, for getting me back to the West Side Market. If you haven't been in a while - what are you waiting for??? Next up - our first two Ohio City Pasta Dinners for Two.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Fun Playing with Food In Chicago

Well, the bad news is in. My fall on Canal Street (Maxwell Street Market) resulted in a torn labrum. Which may mean surgery. In the meantime, however, I have the use of both arms again, so I thought I'd cheer myself up by playing with my food.

We spent August 7-11 in Chicago, attending the EGullet Heartland Gathering. This was our third such gathering, and each has been more fun than the last. Well, this one was fun, until the accident. Since this was an EGullet event, I posted photos and descriptions there, as there is a lengthly thread with the photos and comments of other participants also. To avoid duplication, please follow the links below to see them.

We arrived on Thursday. Since we were running a little late, we didn't have time to go to our hotel in Skokie, but made our first stop at Blackbird, where we enjoyed a lovely "nasty bits" dinner. I posted the photos here. Dinner was followed by a cocktail session at The Violet Hour, which I did not photograph, but others did. Violet Hour is a similar concept to Cleveland's Velvet Tango Room, complete with a private back room and handcrafted cocktails. My only complaint was that all of the drinks we were offered were gin based (and one had cucumber!) and I'm not a huge gin fan. After sampling four cocktails, we found our way to Skokie and settled into our hotel.

On Friday, our friend Ronnie had a little surprise for us. We had known that he was planning a food tasting tour since we did the "dry run" with him last October (reported on here). We knew he was planning to rent a vehicle. But we did not expect this:





Yup - a Ford Excursion Stretch Limo! We prepared to party like rock stars! Read all about it and see the photos here. While we were doing this, others in our group put on and attended a bread making workshop and a chocolate making workshop.

Ronnie wisely ended the tour a few hours prior to our scheduled dinner, so we'd have time to digest. We were actually almost hungry by the time we assembled at Lao Sze Chuan, in Chicago's Chinatown. Since Cleveland has no Szechuan restaurant, it is always a great treat to enjoy a Szechuan meal in another town. Ronnie's buddy, Gary Wiviott (of Chicago's terrific LTH Forum), took charge of menu planning and did a great job. Photos and more are here. Though we planned to meet with our co-chef Edsel after dinner (he was in the same hotel) to work on plans for our Saturday dinner dish, we were all too tired, and headed straight for bed.

Saturday is traditionally the centerpiece of the Heartland Gathering weekend. Through prior list discussion, various people agreed to prepare a particular course (appetizer, meat, salad, etc) for our Feast Saturday evening. Our team consisted of myself, Bob, Edsel, and our friend Tom and his friend Chris and we had agreed to make the meat course. Edsel, Bob and I had done this the prior two years, and we had a great time (and made some tasty food). The local folks had rented a church hall in the suburb of Evanston, with kitchen, so all we had to do was go to the local fresh market and shop in the morning. We'd then lunch together in or near the market and go the kitchen to get cooking!

This year was a little different. One of the local participants volunteered to lead a tour of various ethnic markets located in nearby Niles. Our team of 5 split up - Bob, Tom and Chris went to the Evanston Farmers' Market and Edsel and I went with the ethnic shoppers. EGulleteer Fresser posted his photos of our tour here - I was too busy shopping to take pictures! I did photograph the Indian Buffet we lunched at; those photos are here.

About a week before the gathering, Ronnie posted about the contents of the church's kitchen, and noted that it contained a waffle-making station. A simultaneous light bulb went off, and we determined to include waffles in our dish. Initially, we planned a "kicked up" "chicken & waffles" using duck instead of chicken and Southeast Asian flavors. Then, on Friday night, we learned, to our chagrin, that fresh duck would not be readily available in the northern Chicago suburbs. So, on Saturday, we shifted to Plan B.

Browsing the case at Schmeisser's Meats, we spied some wonderfully fresh farm chicken, and so we decided to go with it. The expert butchers were kind enough to eviscerate the 25 or so pounds of whole birds we needed. We picked up some additional ingredients at the Asian markets, and Bob and his team secured ripe peaches and awesome curry powder from The Spice House, among other things. We were ready to cook!

Bob rinsed and dried the chicken, and separated the backs from the edibles while Edsel made a SE Asian rub. Tom (who had taught the bread class and is a very accomplished baker) and his buddy Chris were in charge of making the waffles, and I prepped peaches for grilling with an application of melted butter and salt. Bob skinned the backs and made cracklings. Edsel rubbed up the chicken and then made his "gravy" - a coconut cream-based lovely. I turned a pound and a half of butter into pats.

We wanted to cook the chicken on a BBQ grill, but it arrived too late and was too small - so Edsel, with a little help from his friend, remembered a trick he'd seen at Momofuku in NYC, and we crisped the chicken on the flat top, then finished it in the oven. Beautiful. I grilled the peaches, then sliced them up and prepped maple syrup for service at each table. Tom had decided to infuse the waffles with curry, and they turned out perfectly.

Our presentation:


Chicken 'n Waffles

Curry Waffle topped with SE Asian Crispy Chicken, Butter, Grilled Peach and Cracklings.

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SE Asian Coconut Cream "Gravy"

The gravy, and pitchers of maple syrup, were placed on the tables for diners to help themselves.

Here are photos of everything that was served during the sit down dinner part of our Saturday night Feast. If you look through the thread, you'll also find pictures taken by others of the wonderful nibbles we enjoyed in the afternoon while prepping, as well as the wonderful desserts and chocolates.

The plan for Sunday was a tour of the Maxwell Street Market (which is located on Canal Street, not Maxwell Street). For those staying late enough for dinner, Ronnie arranged for Chicago style pizza at Burt's Place. He had yet another surprise in store for us there, though I was really in no shape for it by the time it happened.

We arrived at the Maxwell Street Market hungry, and found a lot to park the car. Our tourguide was the knowledgeable and personable David Hammond. Our first stop was a truck selling caramelized peanuts and churros.





That's David Hammond in the background. This churro, filled with vanilla creme, wound up being the only thing we would eat. Bob was still working on it when I sensed that the group was about to start walking, and I called to Bob to join me. I took a step - and my right shoe went into a large hole in the sidewalk. I fell, breaking the fall with my right arm.

Within a couple of hours, it was determined that I was the proud owner of a dislocated shoulder. Everything you've heard about them is true: (a) they hurt like hell (it took about 20 units of Morphine to ease the pain); and (b) the doctor fixes it by shoving the arm back where it belongs. When the immobilizer didn't fit, they put my arm back in the ambulance sling and wrapped Ace bandages around me to stabilize it. Lovely.

We did not get out of the emergency room until after 5pm. Edsel was kind enough to drive to the hospital (he had returned to the hotel earlier in the day) and pick us up. He drove us to our car. We realized that we'd be getting back to the burbs around the planned dinner hour of 7pm. Even though I was a mess, I knew that Burt's Place was very casual, and that we would be among friends, so we decided to go. After all, we hadda eat!

Well, as it turned out, the pizza was not pre-ordered, and didn't get ordered until well after 7pm. The only food Bob or I had eaten all day was half a churro and a Snickers bar. I started to feel unwell as the clock ticked later. Then, all of a sudden, who should appear in the restaurant but Anthony Bourdain and his "No Reservations" film crew. Oy.

I would have loved to talk with him, maybe take a picture - but no way in the condition I was in. And don't point those cameras this way! I ultimately felt so unwell that when the plain pizza finally came out, I took it "to go" and we headed out to fill my Vicodin prescription.

I must say, when I finally got to eat some pizza - it was pretty amazing. Check out the No Reservations Chicago show to see it - my shutterbugging was shut down due to injury.

Bob and I shared the last piece of cold pizza for breakfast Monday morning before hitting the road for Cleveland (don't say, "hit"). As luck would have it, we had a dining engagement scheduled for that evening also - a Slow Food benefit at Lolita. Again - we hadda eat - and I didn't want to miss this. So we went, and enjoyed some wonderful goodies. I wasn't taking pictures, but Edsel took a few - you can see them here.

As noted, yesterday's MRI added a torn labrum to the picture. So, I'm taking things one day at a time. But this won't stop me from playing with my food!