Thursday, February 27, 2014

Eggplant a new way


We love eggplant, and my default preparation is to slice it and saute in a bit of olive oil.  We'll either just eat it on a plate as is or cut it into small pieces and add to a pasta.

















But this week the eggplant was semi-forgotten and it was looking unhappy, a bit limp and withered.  It needed to be cooked NOW.  And besides, we were going out that night, so I had to cook it in advance of actual consumption.  What to do?

I put it on a pan and stuck it under the broiler, on the highest shelf so the top of the vegetable was only an inch under the heating element. Broiled it until I started to smell char, then flipped it over and did the same thing on the other side.  After it cooled I stuck it in a plastic bag and put it in the fridge.

















The next day I scooped it out of its skin and mashed it up into baba ghanoush, the classic eggplant dip/spread.  I was happy to add garlic, lemon juice, olive oil and parsley, as the recipe called for, but didn't have any tahini.  Inspiration struck: I did have almond butter, which seemed to be the moral equivalent of tahini, nutty and gooey.  So that went into the bowl.

And it was wonderful, if I do say so myself.  We went all authentic and ate it with pita, and a bowl of soup, for a light dinner.  I have made baba ghanoush in the past but had forgotten how easy it is, considerably easier than tending the eggplant slices in a saute pan.  And it uses a whole lot less olive oil while managing to taste much richer.  I'll have to remember to add this to my regular food rotation.

Friday, February 14, 2014

Saturday, February 1, 2014

Food porn -- New Orleans


Just back from a fast visit to New Orleans, in which we ate our fill (and then some) of big, fat Gulf shrimp.


















Plain fried.

















Cold boiled, in a VERY spicy remoulade sauce.

















Shrimp bisque.

















Shrimp gumbo.

















Jambalaya.

















Of course we had to have oysters, too.

















And the best seafood meal of the trip was crab cakes.





Sunday, January 26, 2014

Tofu voyeurism


We hit the vegetarian restaurant the other day just as they were making tofu in the glass-walled kitchen.






































One last mix in the hopper before the lumpy semi-liquid cooked soybeans come out into a cheesecloth-lined tray.

















After much stirring, the tray loses a lot of its liquid and the cheesecloth is folded up over the top to make a package.

















The packages are stacked to firm up.  The tofu in the fried rice was excellent.




Thursday, January 9, 2014

Great ideas in restaurantism


Our neighborhood Japanese restaurant has moved to bigger and nicer premises, and when we visited last week we noticed a new feature: a TV behind the sushi bar.  That's in addition to the regular TV, which is silently tuned to CNN news, filling us in on the latest manufactured scare story (this time it was piranhas eating up swimmers in Argentina).

















This TV just plays an endless loop of fancy sushi rolls.





So if you are intrigued by the Zen roll but not sure whether you would like it, you can gaze upon it and decide whether it's love.

I don't like any of these fancy rolls.  I learned to love Japanese food almost 50 years ago when it wasn't trendy -- heck, it wasn't even on the radar screen of the food culture.  Sushi meant a small piece of raw fish on top of a little heap of rice, maybe a little seaweed in the picture for a basic roll.  And that's still what I love (and what they serve in Japan).  The new trend in sushi, resembling dessert more than it resembles fish, and with mayonnaise squiggled on top, is just too frou-frou for me.

Nevertheless I think it's a wonderful idea to put food porn on the TV in a restaurant.  I bet it increases their revenue a lot.