Showing posts with label Michelle Bernstein. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Michelle Bernstein. Show all posts

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Dinner for Eight

Sometimes things just fall into place.

As my dear Chickens know, Charming Suitor and I had a seemingly endless process of purging and merging and painting and organizing that took us off the hosting circuit for the better part of eight months.  And you know how your Polymath hates to not be hosting.



But now that CS and I are a mere 2 months (from today!) from our 1 year anniversary as Old Marrieds, I am delighted to report that our comeback has been a raring success.  We've had some small evenings with just one other couple, and bigger festivities with a dozen pals.  But for us, the ideal evening is eight people around one table eating and drinking and making merry.

Because CS is a massive wine geek (in the best possible way), many of my new besties are also oenophiles (read:winos).  And there is nothing more fun than people who know their juice and their vittles spending an evening reveling together.

For starters, I am insanely proud of this table.  Discovered an amazing chalkboard oilcloth (yes the plastic wipe-able tablecloth of your youthful kitchen table) to cover the table.  In Chicago you can get it from my fabulous cousins at Vogue Fabrics, but if you are not local to me, you can buy by the yard online at Bell'occhio



I put down a white cloth first, and then custom cut the oilcloth to fit the top.  For some reason I was desperate for large oval chophouse style plates...because we know one thing I need is MORE PLATES.  But once I get a vision, forget it.  Lucky for me Krasny restaurant supply is five minutes from our house, and accomodated me for only about $6 a plate, so not an insane investment. 

And chalkboard tablecloth means you can mark everyone's place easily, and provide for some entertainment!



CS and I bought some fun and funky screen-printed napkins when we were in Montreal for my 40th, that added a pop of color.  And I finally decided to get serious about dealing with my floral arranging problem by taking the leap and hitting Kennicott wholesale florist on Ashland for some stems that didn't cost an arm and a leg.  And I am totally chuffed with the result!



The containers were very affordable, and they gave me some oasis, that green foam stuff, which actually made arranging very easy.  I stuck with a two-tone color palette of lime green and lavender/purple, put down a tight base of both (spider mums, some cool green berries and deep purple fuzzy stuff, green hydrangeas) to fill the containers and then stuck the more special flowers (orchids and calla lilies and some sort of spiky thing) here and there, being sure to keep looking at them from all sides so there were no holes.



I am awfully proud of me, and after a week, they are still alive and vibrant!  Whee!

But mostly, we need to talk about the dinner.  Because if ever a menu turned out just the way one wants...this was it.

After pre-dinner nibbles of little smoky cocktail sausages and a 13 year old cheddar and some crudites to soak up our Negronis, we tucked into a feast of epic proportions.
Mmmm.  Served with grainy mustard and a spicy ginger dipping sauce.

We started with Michelle Bernstein's White Gazpacho, which is in her wonderful cookbook Cuisine a Latina.  I know gazpacho sounds like a weird choice for a winter dinner, but actually it is the perfect thing.  A mouthful of Spring, and a light start to a meal.



The main attraction was this Slow Roasted Pork Shoulder which filled the house all day with the most amazing smells.  The meat was sticky and moist, the skin turned into salty lacquered cracklings, and the veggies and wine and pan juices made for a savory gravy.



To accompany, we turned to our favorite potato side dish, a recipe which CS originally got from Chef David Bouley who credits his grandmother.  Essentially it is your basic potatoes Dauphinois (baked in cream) with the addition of a layer of chopped prunes in the middle, which sounds weird but is totally delish.  Our adaptation is to replace a third of the potatoes with sliced parsnips, both because it helps reduce the carb bomb aspect, and the bittersweet nature of this undervalued veg is a terrific addition.



After nearly two years of being haunted by Stephanie Izard's green beans with fish sauce vinaigrette and cashews from Girl and the Goat, she finally gave up the recipe, and we have made them three times since then.  Addictive!  You can get the recipe HERE.



And for both color and bright freshness, I invented this gorgeous salad, in tones of red and purple, with a couple dashes of white and green. 


Now THIS is a plate!



Dessert was a riff on another Michelle Bernstein fave, her insanely good Baked Alaska.  The recipe for which is only in restaurant quantities, but is essentially a light pistachio cake (use any nut cake recipe you love, would work with hazelnut or almond beautifully) with dulce de leche gelato, covered in Italian meringue, bruleed with a torch and accompanied with a mango passionfruit salsa.  Since I am not skilled in piping, and do not have the patience to do individual plated desserts like this piece of gorgeous...



I instead made the cake in my 10 inch springform, cut in in half, filled it with a kilo of caramel gelato from the incomparable Caffe Gelato on Division, and put it back in the freezer. I made the Italian meringue earlier in the day (the stuff will hold forever at room temp) and frosted the cake just before serving.  I torched it with my handy kitchen blowtorch (nothing more fun, and the house smells like toasted marshmallows) and sliced it to serve.  The salsa I made with a cup of diced mango, a cup of diced banana and (lacking a source for passionfruit puree) a half cup of melted passionfruit sorbet, which worked like a charm.  I garnished with fresh lime zest, and people scraped plates. 



After dessert we reitred to the living room for post-prandial drinks and some super dark chocolate and candied orange and lemon zest and more laughs.

And even better, at the end of the night, CS and I got to see these little gifts that our friends had left for us...



The best sign of a good dish...

nothing left but the bone!


Slow Roasted Pork Shoulder
adapted from Jamie Oliver

2 tablespoons fennel seeds, toasted
2 tablespoon kosher salt
1 t espelette pepper (or red pepper flakes if you must, but you can buy espelette here)
½ t ground grains of paradise or black pepper
2 fennel bulbs, in 1 inch chunks
6 medium carrots, peeled and in 1 inch chunks
3 onions, roughly chopped
1 bunch fresh thyme, tied with cotton twine
1 10- to 13-pound pork shoulder on the bone, skin scored in diamond or square pattern
Olive oil
1 bottle wine (if you want to drink white with the dish, use white, same for red)
1 pint chicken stock

 Preheat your oven to 500.

Smash the fennel seeds, salt and peppers in pestle and mortar or pulse in a food processor until you have a coarse powder.

Put all of the chopped vegetables and thyme sprigs into a large roasting pan.  Sprinkle with salt and pepper.  Pat the pork shoulder with olive oil and place on top of the vegetables. Now get the spice rub massaged into the skin of the pork, getting it into all of the scores.

Roast for 30 minutes, then turn the heat down to 250 degrees, and cook for 9 to 12 hours.  The meat should be soft and yielding and you can pull it apart easily with a fork or tongs.

Pour all the wine into the roasting tray an hour before the pork is done. 

Once the pork is out of the oven, let it rest for half an hour before removing it to a large board.   Pull off the cracklings, and scrape extra fat from the underside of the cracklings and remove large pieces of unrendered fat from the surface of the meat.  You can either pull the meat apart into large pieces, or serve whole with a tongs and a large fork for your guests to pull apart themselves.  If you are pulling the pork yourself, serve the cracklings on the side, if you are serving whole, simply place the cracklings back on top of the roast once you have de-fatted.  Hold in a 200 degree oven until you want to serve.

Remove the thyme sprigs from the pan, and use a slotted spoon to put all of the vegetables in a medium saucepan.  De-fat the pan juices and add to saucepan.  For a chunky sauce, use a potato masher, for smooth, an immersion blender, and add enough stock to achieve the consistency you want.  If your sauce needs brightness, try adding a couple of tablespoons of balsamic vinegar.  Season to taste with salt and pepper.

Bouley Grandmere Potatoes and Prunes
adapted from David Bouley

3.5 lbs starchy potatoes, peeled and sliced thin on mandolin
1.5 lb parsnips, peeled and sliced thin on mandolin
2 c half and half
2 c cream 
1 clove garlic
Nutmeg
2 leeks, cleaned and white and pale green parts chopped
4 scallions, cleaned and white and pale green parts chopped
¼ c chopped flat leaf parsley
Salt and Pepper
1 c prunes, halved or quartered
½  stick butter

Preheat oven to 350
Rub gratin dish with the cut side of the clove of garlic.  Butter the dish liberally.  Saute leeks and onions in 2 T butter until soft, season with salt and pepper.  Put potatoes and parsnips in pot and add half and half and cream, the garlic clove, and a good grating of nutmeg, and season to taste with salt and pepper.  Bring to a simmer, and cook 5 minutes until slightly thickened.  Ladle half of the potato parsnip mixture into the gratin dish, removing the garlic clove if you can find it, and sprinkle the leek mixture, the parsley, and the prunes evenly over the top. Add the rest of the potatoes and parsnips.  Dot the top of the dish with butter and bake 40 minutes to an hour till well browned and softened all the way through.  Should be creamy, but thick and not soupy.

Red Salad

1 head radicchio
1 package baby red romaine leaves
4 sliced roasted beets
1 pink grapefruit, peeled and sliced into rounds
2 blood oranges, peeled and sliced into rounds
1 c pomegranate seeds
5 large pink radishes, sliced thin on mandoline
2 c steamed broccoflower or romanesco broccoli florets
½ c pickled red onions (recipe to follow)
½ c crumbled goat cheese
1/2 c pitted kalamata olives
½ c toasted pinenuts

Arrange all of the salad elements in a large shallow bowl and sprinkle with sea salt and ground pepper.  Drizzle with olive oil and vinegar of your choice, I used Persian Lime Olive Oil and White Balsamic with Oregano from Old Town Oil on Wells.

Pickled Red Onions

1 ½  cup white vinegar
6 tablespoons sugar
½ t salt
2 bay leaves
10 allspice berries
10 whole cloves
½  t red pepper flakes
2 large red onions, peeled, and thinly sliced into rings

In a small, non-reactive saucepan, heat the vinegar, sugar, salt, seasonings and chile until boiling.
Add the onion slices and lower heat, then simmer gently for 30 seconds. Remove from heat and let cool completely.  Transfer the onions and the liquid into a jar then refrigerate until ready to use.
For the salad, I used my new favorite product, Love Beets!  These ready to eat beets come in both plain roasted, and in gorgeous marinated flavors like honey ginger and sweetfire.  I have used the honey ginger ones for antipasto, skewering them with fresh mozzarella and sprinkling with chopped tarragon and black lava salt, and the roasted ones are amazing in salads.  The sweetfire have just enough heat to be a very cool twist on the usual olive or onion in your next martini, or sliced and layered over goat cheese on a crostini.



And the Love Beets people love us back...so they have sent me a snazzy T-Shirt and 10 coupons to share with you.  The best beet recipe in the comments section will get the T-shirt and a coupon, and the other nine coupons will go to comments chosen at random.  So let the class know how you love your beets!

Yours in Good Taste,
The Polymath

Friday, February 11, 2011

New restaurant review, an exciting offer with a contest!

 Hello Chickens!  I'm back from a brief holiday southerly and I am inspired to do something I have not done in a while....review a restaurant.

Sra. Martinez - Fresh Tapas - Design District

I'll start with full disclosure, I was predisposed to like Michy's.  Chef Michelle Bernstein has intrigued me ever since I first saw her judging onTop Chef.  She never seems to be there for the publicity but really for the food, Tony Bourdain loves her (and we know how I feel about Tony) and she isn't shy about her opinions, demanding the best from the cheftestants.  (Hmmm...strong, intelligent, curly-haired Jewish girl who happens to be a chef, wonder why I felt kinship?)  And when I watched her kick the almost unbeatable Bobby Flay's butt on Iron Chef?  Team Michelle all the way.

I recently had a girlfriend ask me which five women cooks/chefs I would want to have over for a potluck girls night.  Julia, 'natch, because she was unapologetic about eating with gusto for pleasure, and always wanted her guests happy.  Nigella, because she could call her toothpaste "unctuous" and I would probably want to eat it.  MFK Fisher, who made me first want to write about food and who still inspires me to eat thoughtfully.  Stephanie Izard, who I've met a couple of times and is sweet and sassy and hilarious, not to mention badass and fearless in the kitchen, and who I would desperately hope would bring her smoked goat pizza.  And Michelle, because she and I share  a cooking philosophy of taking the ultimate comfort food and elevating it without making it pretentious or fussy.  I realized I had only ever actually eaten anything cooked directly by one of these ladies, but I also realized that if you spend enough time cooking and eating and reading, you can tell by the cut of someone's recipes how good they are in the kitchen. 

Plus I think the six of us would have a hell of a good time, bolstered by some excellent quaffs rom Charming Suitor's cellar, despite two of us being all, you know, dead.

So when my Mom and Dad returned from a recent trip to Miami with a copy of Michelle's cookbook Cuisine A Latina, inscribed to me and Charming Suitor in honor of our engagement, nothing could have been more exciting. 

















Until they described the meal. 

My parents have had the great good fortune of eating in incredible restaurants all over the world.  We live in CHICAGO, for the love of deliciousness.  So when they can't stop talking about a meal, they mean bizness.

You'd have thought her White Gazpacho bought my dad a car, that is how much he loved it.  My mom couldn't even find adjectives to describe how much they enjoyed the meal.  But she could find an adjective to describe the chef, whom they had the pleasure to meet.

"Darling.  Just darling."

So when my sister and I knew we were headed to Miami to visit my grandmother for a few days, we knew we wanted to go there for a special night out.  My grandmother, based on the descriptions from my parents, couldn't wait, so before we got there, she took my aunt and uncle there for dinner and they too had a very extraordinary meal. 

Michy's is on a very nondescript stretch of Biscayne Boulevard, the last place you'd expect to find a restaurant of this caliber.  The room is warm and welcoming, small but not close, and evokes both funky Floridian and a contemporary Latino flair.  When we arrived, Michelle was there, and was just as my parents had described, genuine, generous, wide honest smile, and a lively spirit.  It is always so gratifying for me when someone I have liked and respected from afar (and secretly thought I could be pals with) turns out to exceed who you would want them to be.  In fact, it has only really happened three times before... Carol Burnett, Arthur Miller, and Nigella.  And has often been the opposite. (not dishing on those, but sad and disappointing to lose admiration for an idol or icon)
 
My grandmother took the opportunity to tell the chef that she would rather cook for herself six nights a week just so she could go to Michy's on the seventh night.   Michelle was very gracious, heading out the door to check in on her other restaurant, but hugged my grandmother like family.  And frankly, I'm bound and determined to figure out that we are fourth cousins or something.

Personal gushing aside, you know that at the end of the day I can love you as a person and still not want to eat what you serve me, and you also know that I take the recommendations I make here very seriously, since I know I have to steer you right to keep you reading. 

The food? 

SPEC-FREAKING-TACULAR. 

Everything on the menu can be ordered in half or full portions, so that you can sample and share and create a tasting menu if you want.  We ordered the White Gazpacho that had so entranced my dad, the beet salad, the fettucine carbonara, seared halibut, whole yellowtail snapper, and short ribs.  The gazpacho is quite simply one of the best things I have ever put in my mouth.  EVER.  Full stop.  Creamy, clean, fresh, tart, with the buttery crunch of Marcona almonds, I am going to make it tonight for Charming Suitor, who very well may propose to me all over again, that is how good it is!  (The only thing lacking about the meal was not having him with me to share the experience,and I don't care if that makes me all schmoopy, I really missed him.) 

The beet salad was perfectly balanced, the carbonara with crispy proscuitto was rich without being cloying or mouth-coating.  The halibut was extraordinary, great crunchy sear giving way to moist delicate flaky fish, on top of a salsify (way underutilzed veg, and one of my faves) and wild mushroom ragout with a bright parsley sauce.  Hints of curry warmed the snapper, and the short ribs were like a hug, gorgeous meat candy topped with caramelized root veggies,  sitting on top of a parsnip potato puree that frankly I wanted to stick my face in and blow bubbles.  You'd not be shocked to know that we managed to find room for the Deep Fried Apple Pie, sanded with sugar, swimming in caramel sauce, and topped with toffee chip ice cream. 

My grandmother made a reservation for next week as we were leaving.

If you are going to be in Miami, don't miss it, you can snag reservations on Open Table  And while you are there, check out Michelle's other place, Sra. Martinez, which is the first place I'm going next time I'm in Miami.  Or maybe second, after I hit Michy's again. 

This particular experience reminded me that as much as I love cooking and developing new recipes for you, sometimes we don't want to cook, and often we find ourselves visiting new cities and wanting to know where to have the best time.  So I thought I would ask you all to share your fave places to eat out, either in your hometown or on vaca, and to encourage you with a contest!

Remember when I told you all about the cool new stuff from Bon Home?  The amazing heat and dry dishrack that Charming Suitor loves so much



and the heat lamp for your buffet table that actually keeps your food hot without drying it out? 



Well guess what?  I've got one of each to give away to you! 

That's right, Chickens, the Bon Home folks agreed to help me tempt you, so post your best mini restaurant review in the comments by 11:59 PM on Sunday Feb. 13, and I will let the random number generator pick two of you to win these fab prizes, and tell you on Monday, a little Valentine from me and Bon Home!

Even better, for the rest of you, Bon Home is currently running a special where you can get a free Electric Wine opener (a $40 value) if you order either the dishrack or the heatlamp before Feb. 20.  Click Here to check it out.

Share with the class, where will we find the meals that we won't be able to stop talking about?

Yours in Good Taste,
The Polymath