tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10854324557920324992024-02-07T11:19:14.285-08:00Pouké’s kitchenPOUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-84609291410221276462011-12-14T11:42:00.000-08:002011-12-14T12:21:38.730-08:00leckerli for the holidays or every day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHTjACbZ8s5r-0JG2LkSjwqGmhwqKzX9khgOfb1bSC86cdiahoFTn_5a0qWf92_UbDsV1-MEhqA13bJW5iz1jMtxNCmp2ZCfDgWJRv1urouQ22ewwA6sZXiOcIWkTg-aQYu8-n2Jszs3lq/s1600/IMG_2833.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHTjACbZ8s5r-0JG2LkSjwqGmhwqKzX9khgOfb1bSC86cdiahoFTn_5a0qWf92_UbDsV1-MEhqA13bJW5iz1jMtxNCmp2ZCfDgWJRv1urouQ22ewwA6sZXiOcIWkTg-aQYu8-n2Jszs3lq/s400/IMG_2833.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686076775163237266" /></a><br />As you must know by now, I grew up in Paris, France, but spent my idyllic childhood summers in Switzerland,where my grand parents had a chalet tucked between forests , cherry orchards, and meadows which turned into cows pastures during the summer weeks, their bells lulling us to sleep.<br />Some dishes from this poor agrarian country ( when the banking system kicked in, everything changed) formed my taste buds, and left an indelible memory of favorite foods that I go back to over and over again: a particular type of molasses that was slathered onto thick slices of buttered country bread for breakfast, toasts with a creamy morel sauce, chard gratin, black cherry jam, raspberry syrup in tall glasses of chilled spring water, Berlin style donuts with a berry filling, Gruyere and vacherin cheese fondue, fried polenta and the now somewhat famous Basel Leckerli: with local spice merchants, the proximity of Italy with its own similar Panforte, and the taste of the times ( we are talking 14th century) for many of these holidays type spices, all conjured to the creation of the leckerli cookie in the town of Basel.Something up to now exclusively found in Switzerland.But now Pierre herme in Paris has his own recipe and I found the one I used on a local foodie site that I subscribed to. The secret is out !!<br />If you want to try it here is the recipe:<br />Ingredients:<br />1/2 cup honey<br />3/4 cup granulated sugar<br />finely grated zest of 1/2 medium lemon<br />1/8 teaspoon of each:ground black pepper,nutmeg,Cinnamon and clove<br />1/2 teaspoon cinnamon<br />pinch ground black pepper<br />pinch of ground white pepper<br />1 cup of diced candied zest ( I used lemon and orange)<br />1 cup of sliced almonds<br />1/2 cup of kirsch<br />2 cups of flour sifted<br />1/2 teaspoon baking soda<br /><br />icing:<br />1/4 cup confectioners sugar<br />2 teaspoons of kirsch<br />directions:<br />In a medium saucepan over low heat, combine honey, sugar, lemon zest, all the spices, cook, stirring constantly until honey and sugar are dissolved. about 2 minutes.<br />remove pan from heat and gently stir candied peels and almonds. add kirsch ,flour, baking soda until a dough just form.<br />put a plastic wrap sheet on a baking sheet, put the dough on it cover with another plastic wrap and roll or press with fingers to get a 3/8 inch tick by 12x16 inch rectangle.<br />poke with a fork and refrigerate overnight.<br />preheat oven to 400.<br />remove dough from plastic wrap and butter your baking sheet.place the dough back.bake until golden brown, 15 to 20 minutes.<br />while the cookies are baking, make the icing: combine powdered sugar,kirsch and 2 tablespoons of sugar and whisk until smooth. remove the Leckerli from oven and immediately use a pastry brush to ice the cookies.Trim sides and cut the leckerli in whatever shapes you want .<br />makes 25 to 30 cookies<br />cook time: 20 minutes plus overnight refrigeration<br /><br />recipe adapted from Romauld Feger, Vitrine at the St Regis, San Francisco.POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-16152209088362851322011-04-25T08:54:00.000-07:002011-04-25T09:37:40.291-07:00Fenouilloise and favas<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf_KnEwU5B5em0kgN8RguzUOLgYx0WP1Thb1ILKj-HNJxpwu_ArxC90CxHtxKPpuLUh1t70MProN2kCGyuyePqX39bcU9iFP6b2Oui1MGERGpP7ukPk99izaucrZNn1QBLZ3B_-pjY3KXX/s1600/spring-kitchen.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf_KnEwU5B5em0kgN8RguzUOLgYx0WP1Thb1ILKj-HNJxpwu_ArxC90CxHtxKPpuLUh1t70MProN2kCGyuyePqX39bcU9iFP6b2Oui1MGERGpP7ukPk99izaucrZNn1QBLZ3B_-pjY3KXX/s400/spring-kitchen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599561263752215714" /></a><br />It is has been a cold and unusually wet spring here, with some short sunny interruptions, while Paris is sweltering with hot tropical winds.odd.odd....<br />So the other day, when we decided to put the heat back in the house , I felt like a hot soup, hopefully for one last time. I had 3 heads of fennel on hand, and it seems like the right ingredient for it. Fennel is a popular vegetable in France, called fenouil, and you are most likely to find it under two incarnations: roasted with fish, or in salads. But rarely in soups. Which is a shame since it is : divine, absolutely divine.<br />When fennel cooks, it releases it sweetness and delicate flavor like you have never experienced it.When blended, it has a the color of Vichyssoise, and even though it has no dairy or potato in it, it tastes so rich and delicate., you cannot believe it. Just a few ingredients, and the flavor shines through.On a warm day, you can also serve it cold, like a Vichyssoise....<br /><br />Fenouilloise for 2<br /><br />3 small heads of organic fennel ( discard the fronds, but keep a couple for garnish), diced<br />1 big shallot, cut finely<br />1 Tbsp of butter<br />1 cube of Rapunzel organic vegetable bouillon<br /><br />melt butter in soup pot, add shallot and brown slightly to release the aroma, add your fennel and let it sweat for a couple of minutes , tossing it and coating it with the butter and shallots, add 2 cups of water and the bouillon cube.cook on medium heat, partially covered for 20 minutes or until fennel is soft. cool slightly and blend.No salt is necessary if you used the salted bouillon. grind a dash of freshly ground pepper to finish it off. add your frond for garnish.<br /><br />One evening, the sun finally pierced through, warming up the kitchen.A spring salad was in order. I had cooked a big bag of fava beans which turned out to fill just one bowl. just enough for a salad.I have to admit that I loved my app" how to cook everything" by Mark Bittman. It is so easy to find ideas for recipes and they are always spot on.so I typed fava and up came a recipe that I altered a bit ,given my ingredients at hand, but basically followed the core of the recipe: mint, lemon zest,garlic.... how can you go wrong ?<br /><br />Spring salad<br /><br /><br />1 lb of fava beand ( blanch the beans, when cool, remove the thick skin)<br />mix of heart of romaine and arugula<br />1 lemon( zest half the lemon first, then squeeze to get the juice)<br />1 head of green garlic cut finely<br />half a bunch of mint, cut finely as well<br />salt and pepper<br />olive oil<br />pecorino cheese<br /><br />make your vinaigrette by mixing your salt and pepper with 1 Tbsp of lemon juice,olive oil, lemon zest, green garlic, minced mint.add your salad greens,your favas and grate as much as pecorino as you like. I like a lot of it.POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-1013341298582698332011-02-28T13:14:00.000-08:002011-02-28T13:31:50.643-08:00not so UGLI<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6aP219wzQW6Q5VKefIg8M8PHr8QrNWitpIHfQ3OVRrrlZb18mNsdnS4giwkPLEQXVJwh4It11nYKBThKAd4V6e6M4ci8jzT6VBpH_8jKlRZ3h235D8RfpXrkx6jnvGVG7TDna_1Y30cZM/s1600/ugli.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 382px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6aP219wzQW6Q5VKefIg8M8PHr8QrNWitpIHfQ3OVRrrlZb18mNsdnS4giwkPLEQXVJwh4It11nYKBThKAd4V6e6M4ci8jzT6VBpH_8jKlRZ3h235D8RfpXrkx6jnvGVG7TDna_1Y30cZM/s400/ugli.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578856292365193762" /></a><br />a big pile of ugli fruit stood before me.Funny , I thought, that someone with a sense of humor must have name it like that.But with a slight twist, ending it in a i instead of a y.The sticker on it, had the name printed and under it the provenance: Jamaica.<br />I had never tasted an ugli fruit, decided to give it a try.At the cashier, the woman behind me asked me what it was and what to do with it.yes, she said ugly can be interesting too.<br />The dark green skin is reptilian,with splotches of yellow.The inside flesh is golden and juicy.The taste is that of a mild and sweet pink grapefruit.very delicious.I released the half segments with a grapefruit knife.It went very well in a light salad.<br /><br />Ugli salad<br /><br />make a vinaigrette with chopped shallots, apple cider vinegar and olive oil, salt and pepper.<br />toss your lettuce ( I had a frisee on hand) with segments of ugli fruit,slivers of pears, and thinly sliced red onionPOUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-64997576904961033042011-02-17T11:13:00.000-08:002011-02-17T11:42:40.803-08:00celery root gratin<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjVbI5ofcpXmfckmEFYgH1boVFnqacsRANfR7nEXkTfw_Ey1KCnxg34eKTceN-oZhyphenhyphenzs2RRInCfSlUTfu44kYZQf7qNStwQhLicfeCw70MxJoazvE_sYllpB98aYTJmar2gn-Npb0120YM/s1600/celery-gratin.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjVbI5ofcpXmfckmEFYgH1boVFnqacsRANfR7nEXkTfw_Ey1KCnxg34eKTceN-oZhyphenhyphenzs2RRInCfSlUTfu44kYZQf7qNStwQhLicfeCw70MxJoazvE_sYllpB98aYTJmar2gn-Npb0120YM/s400/celery-gratin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574739001132242882" /></a><br />There are a few basic vegetables, probably staples for our ancestors that we have lost touch with.take the humble and gnarly celery root for instance. Its lack of enticing color and unappealing aspect makes it a produce that a lot of people pass by and ignore. Also most would probably not know how to prepare it, beside a simple salad with a mustard remoulade.Which is what I always did with celery root.Until now.After glancing at a recipe in a magazine, I decided to give a try with cooking the rooty beast. and who doesn't like gratin ? It has all the component of comfort for a rainy night dinner like the ones we have had lately.This is a quick prep for a lot of pay back.the taste is subtle, sweet and tangy.next experiment: puree of celery root...<br /><br />celery root gratin<br />for 2<br /><br />preheat oven at 350<br /><br />1 big celery root<br />2tbsp butter<br />1/4 cup rice flour ( or regular)<br />1/2 cup of milk<br />salt <br />pepper<br />1/2 cup of grated gruyere<br /><br />First, peel and slice your root.<br />cut it in strips and steam them for 5 minutes or until soft.<br />while the celery root is steaming, prepare your bechamel.<br />melt the butter in a small pan, remove from the heat source and add your flour all at ounce.turn it into a paste with a wood spoon,put it back on low heat and add the milk progressively and whisk it to a creamy consistency. add salt and a lot of pepper.<br />spread your celery sticks on the bottom of a gratin dish, cover with the bechamel, scatter your grated gruyere on top.<br />cook in the oven for 10 minutes, then broil it for 5 minutes to get a crusty cheese top.POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-8595334268853836072010-07-09T17:10:00.000-07:002010-07-09T19:03:36.247-07:00happy hours<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRlXMDo1OKJJKv6hL0Lns8JS07DmPKMuBMOwsLMNjQQ5J-q4VW21geMoUSaSn8ozYWiICBj9mNLZEqwXljr6bZkORYnqgVps6eDp_N7LRWgRte98QGo-dqoLksuVvxx-NMui1WG2LxZsD8/s1600/IMG_3410.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRlXMDo1OKJJKv6hL0Lns8JS07DmPKMuBMOwsLMNjQQ5J-q4VW21geMoUSaSn8ozYWiICBj9mNLZEqwXljr6bZkORYnqgVps6eDp_N7LRWgRte98QGo-dqoLksuVvxx-NMui1WG2LxZsD8/s400/IMG_3410.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492065955428300818" /></a><br />The" happy hour "signs are mushrooming in Paris.Except that this one time, I saw written in bold letters on a cafe window: happy hours......indeed ! first of all logical, and in other ways you might say more enticing.....<br />this little summer cocktail will provide, I assure you more than one happy hour.<br />It is pretty, seasonal, fruity but not too much and it has quite a kick. if you need it ! If you find it too strong, just pour a little more rose wine into the mix, since a little more rose has never hurt anyone ....<br /><br />WHITE NECTARINE SANGRIA MARTINI<br /> for 3<br />1 1/4 cup dry rose wine<br />1 white nectarine diced<br />1 tbsp meyer lemon and mint syrup ( from <a href="http://www.junetaylorjams.com/">June Taylor</a>)<br />1/4 cup cointreau<br />1/4 cup vodka<br />ice<br />Put it all in a pitcher. refrigerate for one hour at least if you can wait !POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-7459131811512224032010-05-12T11:05:00.000-07:002010-05-12T16:26:11.359-07:00sandwich culture<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE6EeVER2yf_Y27HmpDkK9Mb7HwCkBs9ALYQb8wvKnR6fqIgsHfDNpEa_HypLYzGiHfbJBCJzJ8NK0zHMc43F6nH6ThIqtjKg61_PJJClhGeHvnB0G72IVqrCLKGcJKuv1OUejL1aqp-zo/s1600/IMG_0942.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE6EeVER2yf_Y27HmpDkK9Mb7HwCkBs9ALYQb8wvKnR6fqIgsHfDNpEa_HypLYzGiHfbJBCJzJ8NK0zHMc43F6nH6ThIqtjKg61_PJJClhGeHvnB0G72IVqrCLKGcJKuv1OUejL1aqp-zo/s400/IMG_0942.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470528688784138306" /></a><br />I did not grow up eating sandwiches, therefore, it took time and effort ( on my part mostly) to get to like sandwiches. But I still get my mouth watering when I remember the hot dog stand at the Bon Marche ( before renovation, it already had a food court) which was my afternoon gouter of choice after a shopping spree with Mom.But then again, it was a crispy baguette cut in half with a delicious smoky francfort sausage, a dab of dijon and that was it.simple, good but few ingredients.always a winning combo.Then, as a student, I discovered the pleasure of the Pan Bagnat, a convenient to go alternative to a nicoise salad ,on a bun.Of course it had some of my favorite elements: egg, tuna,olives,cayenne. I was warming to the idea by then. But what sold me were the Italian bruschettas and the Spanish bocadillos or tapas. They were so simple it was amazing ( pan con tomate.... a grilled slice of bread, good bread of course with a nice crust) with a summer ripe tomato scrubbed over it. voila ! as they say.<br /><br /> Current favorite sandwich<br /><br />2 slices of grilled bread<br />1 tbsp of green tapenade ( store bought from LuLU)<br />1 leave of butter lettuce<br />1tbsp of mayonnaise<br />1 slice of red onion<br />1 hard boiled egg,mushed with salt, cayenne and 1 tbsp of mayonnaise<br />1 good anchovy in oil ( I like Ortiz brand)<br /><br />fold, put it on a pretty plate, take it to a quiet place and slowly devour.POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-44372120473482343572010-02-12T11:07:00.000-08:002010-02-16T17:14:14.793-08:00my French onion soup<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnj1TIm6M1gltj2Dw7b1TAzXZey-6Rt3MjWSTu-1TyNmYOHBJLlgiTIYvUHUZWGiYet4bfHUlKpwYY8Hz5ZakTujGukMyQ5ahWTkUm5OueMtFoqPatp3tnRXLNXcPdUgC4p1r7VChbvNza/s1600-h/hal1853.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnj1TIm6M1gltj2Dw7b1TAzXZey-6Rt3MjWSTu-1TyNmYOHBJLlgiTIYvUHUZWGiYet4bfHUlKpwYY8Hz5ZakTujGukMyQ5ahWTkUm5OueMtFoqPatp3tnRXLNXcPdUgC4p1r7VChbvNza/s400/hal1853.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437441200649278514" /></a><br />Through its history and up until its demise in the 70"s, les HALLES, in the middle of Paris served as the main wholesale market of produce, dairy, meat and fish for Paris and its surrounding area. The word "halles" origin may be from the English:" hall"( or may be it is the other way around...),since it was a huge architectural complex of many halls for the products shipped from all over France.The neighborhood was its own village , with cafes and restaurants opened during" les Halles" odd hours, which were mostly at night until the early morning, catering to all the workers. As a child, I never experienced that world, but it I remember hearing of the tradition for parisians to treck at least once in their life, to one of the open bistrots, and have the hearty ,cheesy onion soup around midnight , on a cold winter night.. in the area what was called then " the belly of Paris".As for me, much later, I dragged significant , on an early date, to one of the few remaining restaurants in the quartier, whose specialty was: breaded pigs feet, which he very daringly tried but that is another story....<br />So, today, on another winter night ( it is almost spring here, but the nights are always cold), I want to make a rich,fragrant,home transporting, brazenly good soup with just a few ingredients:butter ( it is the french part of the recipe),onions,thyme, broth,gruyere, and bread, that will take me back to a noisy bistrot with paper tablecloth and a red wine carafe and with the natives cheering,loudly as the steaming cheese crusted bowl of soups emerge from the kitchen.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicHsc2oB_8jfiaWNWrj6ZyP6-mz6cnawqdcrxB5Efz0WhAzfbkeYpiOqSUWyz8oNRp-mC1J98-ssXBXzt6QyPPdrqA-N1LifguKJJiQpdu9Wjiyw851cELw8dq38xIyRQFtENhr94YnZpx/s1600-h/IMG_3082.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicHsc2oB_8jfiaWNWrj6ZyP6-mz6cnawqdcrxB5Efz0WhAzfbkeYpiOqSUWyz8oNRp-mC1J98-ssXBXzt6QyPPdrqA-N1LifguKJJiQpdu9Wjiyw851cELw8dq38xIyRQFtENhr94YnZpx/s400/IMG_3082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437846314424293378" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy8yAFqiLfPIv19-ZGMeg3yEAvys-Mv4xT6_7iwpKQUEdCr5g_weN7y7uEp_REaOc9ntsTxHrlDcwxdHnGpUXG8gGfFLTJBKxFnUwEqb75bhtbQ6P-vw6NYbIDgaRLsTtvbglV3_XXv5qO/s1600-h/IMG_3083.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy8yAFqiLfPIv19-ZGMeg3yEAvys-Mv4xT6_7iwpKQUEdCr5g_weN7y7uEp_REaOc9ntsTxHrlDcwxdHnGpUXG8gGfFLTJBKxFnUwEqb75bhtbQ6P-vw6NYbIDgaRLsTtvbglV3_XXv5qO/s400/IMG_3083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437846510519612546" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4rDxftu3jN44zlHAmLlWiElnZTRCxldPhs-neov6fWoR-1Cwf8k3KhBnblLQlssK5N52FlaOZmblC6cgaSR2K7j4z08P-3oxIQKx4du0uJt-rGKyr2hXBunaLV1Pxxtahi8nTe0oSgb55/s1600-h/IMG_3085.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 343px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4rDxftu3jN44zlHAmLlWiElnZTRCxldPhs-neov6fWoR-1Cwf8k3KhBnblLQlssK5N52FlaOZmblC6cgaSR2K7j4z08P-3oxIQKx4du0uJt-rGKyr2hXBunaLV1Pxxtahi8nTe0oSgb55/s400/IMG_3085.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437846729467770354" /></a><br />recipe:( for 2-3)<br /><br />you will need:<br />4 onions<br />2tbsp butter<br />2tbsp thyme<br />1tbsp brown sugar<br />1 can organic broth ( vegetable, chicken or beef, the traditional one is with beef)<br />1 cup water( or more to taste)<br />1/4 cup of madeira wine<br />2 slices of bread<br />1/4 cup grated cheese ( gruyere is preferred)<br />1 garlic clove<br />salt and pepper to taste<br /><br />saute your onions rings in the melted butter in a wide pan so that the onions are not too crowded and can brown nicely. sprinkle with the sugar and thyme.keep the heat on low.<br />occasionally turn them until they get a nice caramel color.( up to 45 minutes)<br />transfer them to a soup pot and add the broth, water ,wine and let the flavors meld on medium heat for 30 minutes.<br />toast your bread, rub the slices with the raw garlic clove, and spread the cheese on top. broil to melt.serve the soup, drop the bread on top, scatter some fresh thyme and extra pepper.The bread will get soggy with the hearty juice and you can break it up as you <br />slurp the soup,POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-48156577757726325322009-11-24T16:48:00.000-08:002009-11-24T16:49:04.322-08:00quinces ( coings)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI0SMbDrzUpkb6z1ec0vc1wk3v2PBjnX2ad7GQRqSQa9HBLaYoOgTc_35wvaV5xCChwGCj0SleXdhkNONOUSSvACKfV12inwviaR6UTvJjwxA1yvOeUEeniTqGrd8A_lonzslZ2HRtRzU/s1600/IMG_2968.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI0SMbDrzUpkb6z1ec0vc1wk3v2PBjnX2ad7GQRqSQa9HBLaYoOgTc_35wvaV5xCChwGCj0SleXdhkNONOUSSvACKfV12inwviaR6UTvJjwxA1yvOeUEeniTqGrd8A_lonzslZ2HRtRzU/s400/IMG_2968.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407836518152746162" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9kcZLAqnHsQfnEVL8cEq7y8nrjYvSTLJes6SmEx7D4iKJYgPtbL-q4LumFrEWJuA1ZrxUnjfwIeqQVJycuR9VtLgfWBEvwGolAL_ExqiuRcyGZtsRWX7DVr1hfSBmXtuwoKmmTzb8ZJo/s1600/IMG_2958.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9kcZLAqnHsQfnEVL8cEq7y8nrjYvSTLJes6SmEx7D4iKJYgPtbL-q4LumFrEWJuA1ZrxUnjfwIeqQVJycuR9VtLgfWBEvwGolAL_ExqiuRcyGZtsRWX7DVr1hfSBmXtuwoKmmTzb8ZJo/s400/IMG_2958.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407829348901676866" /></a><br />Quince is a pretty obscure fruit to most people. to find it , you will have to look for an overgrown pear like fruit with a navel tip , a wonderful slight guava scent. it might be difficult to find but in the most foodie towns of America or.... in Spain, Portugal,the East of France...<br />Quince is a fairly old fruit, that has been eaten for way over 4000 years. First around the caspian sea, then became a greek delicacy, baked with honey and eventually made its way west to become the quince jelly of France and the membrillo (quince paste paired with cheese) of Spain. The main requirement of quince is to cook it.A delicious way is to peel it and cook it in a vanilla syrup until soft and golden.serve with creme fraiche or ice cream.POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-53046011221397548162009-11-12T17:44:00.000-08:002009-11-12T18:06:36.240-08:00vegetarian cassoulet<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisogChg9mkALxib0_iUY_f0QGjfYKgFfJHtk3rHt947f3iQph6ogR10CPO2ZgHkmc53T2RARqc19-gS0XmVQQorQWlBw9NRw6OxsBk1lcRW2N8VlsU6BgfQ8TQDEgaHXklSvZt0yoa5YlY/s1600-h/IMG_2937.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisogChg9mkALxib0_iUY_f0QGjfYKgFfJHtk3rHt947f3iQph6ogR10CPO2ZgHkmc53T2RARqc19-gS0XmVQQorQWlBw9NRw6OxsBk1lcRW2N8VlsU6BgfQ8TQDEgaHXklSvZt0yoa5YlY/s400/IMG_2937.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403401832511331410" /></a><br />I love this dish.It is as hearty,and tasty as the real thing.<br />Cassoulet comes from Western France, and it is a dish of peasant origin, done for hundreds of years , using local ingredients.The base is white beans, the protein is usually mutton and pork( sausages and bacon slab),all stewing together with garlic, thyme, salt and pepper.Usually at the end bread crumbs are added and it is broiled until golden.<br />Now,for me, being a vegetarian, the substitution of meat by mushrooms is totally extraordinary. mushrooms hold their chewy self and give that meatiness to the bite, plus their taste is in keeping with the seasonality of that dish.It can be a great centerpiece for a vegetarian thanksgiving.<br /><br />mushroom cassoulet<br /><br />recipe for 2:<br />1tbsp olive oil<br />1 shallot, minced<br />2 garlic cloves, minced<br />1tsp of thyme<br />salt pepper<br />2 cups of organic canellini beans(cooked with bouquet garni, if possible)<br />1 cup of wild mushrooms(left in chunks)<br />1/2 cup of white wine<br /><br />sauteed the shallot and garlic in olive oil until golden, add your mushrooms and let sit, uncrowded until slightly browned, add your fresh thyme, salt and pepper, cook for 5 minutes.<br />add your cooked beans, the wine and cook for another 5 to 10 minutes.<br />add a bit of olive oil if it looks dry and if you want, scatter some rustic breadcrumbs, plop it in the oven ,broil for 4 minutes.devour.<br /><br />(breadcrumbs are out for us, since there is some gluten sensitivity floating around here)POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-69355322089735423922009-10-03T10:56:00.000-07:002009-10-03T11:20:10.916-07:00figs and shallots<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK0nUs9HVbdMXwf24Wr3bns6djhXrgpcPcLX7aEbl2hheM_9Wv1M-QBhPUBNylxgZFD_SZwbz3l7pE8gsXVvR63A_pDuAVjjczqB2TDTEWVxrxO6omJW3l4qI_RtDD0LhGRTzAVfQL_h2w/s1600-h/IMG_2826.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK0nUs9HVbdMXwf24Wr3bns6djhXrgpcPcLX7aEbl2hheM_9Wv1M-QBhPUBNylxgZFD_SZwbz3l7pE8gsXVvR63A_pDuAVjjczqB2TDTEWVxrxO6omJW3l4qI_RtDD0LhGRTzAVfQL_h2w/s400/IMG_2826.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388440208631148802" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7D8_MlQRWUwP7jeVU6n_dctk6WOqHk951jpU6bAb-tOKtCXwULRpKQWHpZUTDkc_e07-NudyZ4FydVFN6Hq3wlc_GziSpUF7djmcKColQ5DspVebf9VzizG0qVMlFUmLimD-NPdtaQfzi/s1600-h/IMG_2832.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7D8_MlQRWUwP7jeVU6n_dctk6WOqHk951jpU6bAb-tOKtCXwULRpKQWHpZUTDkc_e07-NudyZ4FydVFN6Hq3wlc_GziSpUF7djmcKColQ5DspVebf9VzizG0qVMlFUmLimD-NPdtaQfzi/s400/IMG_2832.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388440203804255538" /></a><br />What I love, love , love:<br />when at the farmers market, I find piles of fresh shallots from Dirty Girl farms.meaning, now.<br />when my fig tree in the backyard delivers its bounty of luscious figs.(I had to harvest them just in time before the couple of squirrels got to them(.... I supply them with bread and cheese crusts, pine nuts etc to fill them up)<br /><br />Shallots are the base of many French delicacies.raw in kicky vinaigrettes( without the bite or tears from onions, or the sharpness and lasting bad breath of garlic), sauteed in butter as the start of many unique sauces:, sauce gribiche, or bearnaise.... or for a beurre blanc, my favorite where the shallots are reduced with a little vinegar before the addition of butter, that emulsify into a unctuous,out of this world...cloud of deliciousness.<br /><br />Fall salad for 2:<br />2 little gems lettuce ( or heart of romaine)<br />1 anjou pear peeled and sliced<br />1 small pomegranate ( cut a quarter of it and remove seeds)<br />fresh goat cheese<br />1 shallot ( I use 1 teaspoon of minced shallot)<br />sherry vinegar<br />olive oil<br />salt and pepper<br />dijon mustard<br /><br /><br />make your vinaigrette by sprinkling your salt and vinegar in your bowl, add a tablespoon of sherry vinegar and toss, it will help dissolve the salt, add minced shallot and 3 TBsp of olive oil and a dash of mustard.whisk.<br />add your other elements and top with the goat cheese with a dash of freshly ground pepper.POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-38496001763155994472009-08-23T08:29:00.000-07:002009-08-23T12:56:07.463-07:00ratatouille<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5vjEisScl8YOExHDOwn_i7m3f1X7e6tcmK0K5WIIb3Gg4XSERC7-iEqpOvoST8PJ-E-esvJO7R5Yu_oKyyW-VbD1JZrvQSaFKh2u-jWfmxpwktIHqyWWvx7rtzqSp77jgf-3zXi41YkB0/s1600-h/ratatouille.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5vjEisScl8YOExHDOwn_i7m3f1X7e6tcmK0K5WIIb3Gg4XSERC7-iEqpOvoST8PJ-E-esvJO7R5Yu_oKyyW-VbD1JZrvQSaFKh2u-jWfmxpwktIHqyWWvx7rtzqSp77jgf-3zXi41YkB0/s400/ratatouille.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373182052395167970" /></a><br />A great aunt who spent some girlhood years in Greece and Turkey taught my mom to make an incredible "Imam baiili" a sort of eggplant and tomato stew, rich, melty and fragrant of hot summers. But my mother had another summery recipe in her repertoire and it was the famous ratatouille of Provence.A medley of the few vegetables found around the local farm gardens.The real trick of the successful ratatouille is to cook each vegetable separately, since they soften at different times, and to finish it off by blending it all in one glorious ode to the South. I have to say that she mastered that dish and not only it tasted heavenly but it looked beautiful, since each vegetable had retained its original color.But it also took a long time to make.<br />So, for the sake of my love of roasted eggplants( reminiscence of the Baiili) and my summery devotion to a few ratatouilles each year, I decided to cut corners and roast the "rata" as it is called casually around the tables of France.<br />First I cubed the eggplant and sprinkled it with oregano, salt and olive oil.in it went in a 425o oven.then, I transferred the eggplant into a bowl and filled the gratin dish with layers of olive oil, tomato sauce , the roasted eggplant , the cubed zucchinis,diced garlic,chopped basil and topped it with slices of early girls tomatoes.a little salt ,pepper, pepper flakes and Parmesan and in it went for 30 minutes.No as pretty as my mom's rata was but so deep in flavors, just as meltingly rich as I could hope for.POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-78143069218540758222009-07-30T11:06:00.000-07:002009-07-30T17:40:24.082-07:00feeling raw<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1i8TZBlR4K3CiXLkfcqpEGhBSOkouLQDuynhM2_OC7WUo7kAGJPk0Clsp4lrQJ5goSddEEowodRBqdBJUvvU25VekXwsq4zMHr91M-_qnGR9wG2lppZ8QyNHUVPYJEs9GGpVCTLNosYL2/s1600-h/IMG_0192.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1i8TZBlR4K3CiXLkfcqpEGhBSOkouLQDuynhM2_OC7WUo7kAGJPk0Clsp4lrQJ5goSddEEowodRBqdBJUvvU25VekXwsq4zMHr91M-_qnGR9wG2lppZ8QyNHUVPYJEs9GGpVCTLNosYL2/s400/IMG_0192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364319698219854578" /></a><br />In less than two months, I have worked on different recipes that included raw beets. The first one was a root vegetable salad, using parsnips, turnips,celery root,beets etc all finely julienned into a revelation of sweet, crunchy, colorful twist on some winter, more uncommon vegetables.<br />This time, it was a simpler translation of just carrots and red beets ( for the other recipe, I had used 3 kind of beets, which made it kinetic looking with the hot pink concentric lined chiogga ).<br />Make a simple vinaigrette of orange juice, salt pepper, minced ginger and olive oil.mix each vegetable separately.plate side by side, sprinkle some fresh scissored mint.So healthy and tasty....POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-7101214987707740092009-07-19T17:52:00.001-07:002009-07-19T18:01:17.613-07:00comal<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm8aH8R1zBWbd718q5g3QqU6-ikQh_MfHAIlOOIGU8RV8gGRlrxPKj3tE_AvnU8HiD7acT6FdMViDzHLYAIWe6NM9M411u9xXBGtH0lV13vlq1mRyeGW4G0uZMY6KHiTst7jcCO9Jk532o/s1600-h/comal.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm8aH8R1zBWbd718q5g3QqU6-ikQh_MfHAIlOOIGU8RV8gGRlrxPKj3tE_AvnU8HiD7acT6FdMViDzHLYAIWe6NM9M411u9xXBGtH0lV13vlq1mRyeGW4G0uZMY6KHiTst7jcCO9Jk532o/s400/comal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360338985963977394" /></a><br />At a cooking class in Oaxaca, I discovered and bought my" simple" comal. It lingered below the oven for a while stuck between tart pans and pie shells.What do to with this comal? how different from my cooking pans ? wrong ! I have started using it like mad, and it is wonderful. I love mexican food, and my hand made tortillas ( form Primavera), get all blistery and a tad smoky when warmed on the comal. My pimentos del padron, or baby poblanos get a nice tinge of fire( after having been rubbed with olive oil) and get very tasty when sprinkled with kosher salt.POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-25675204958424260512009-07-06T14:35:00.000-07:002009-07-06T18:02:26.303-07:00summer apps<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYCuEIugZSZy9-PDQSBSis2P0NMsy8quJ_SDMbdVoeadhYHscKJT8n0VWhBmpPSii3FZnOxl6-_SDYkKsb7E5DVEhq4dKtIYUMGWFF0YQodp5sXoRSN9IjsRwFaeBOL-nso8Ye8QMSxegD/s1600-h/4th-ap.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYCuEIugZSZy9-PDQSBSis2P0NMsy8quJ_SDMbdVoeadhYHscKJT8n0VWhBmpPSii3FZnOxl6-_SDYkKsb7E5DVEhq4dKtIYUMGWFF0YQodp5sXoRSN9IjsRwFaeBOL-nso8Ye8QMSxegD/s400/4th-ap.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355515110906218482" /></a><br />for a July 4th alfresco dinner on a friend's terrace overlooking the Berkeley hills that looked like an Italian village at sunset ( all siennas, muddied yellows and ocres, pink tile roofs and cypress borders), I served( I am always the one to bring appetizers...): a brochette of armenian cucumber, watermelon, mint sprig, and marinated feta in mint olive oil, fennel seeds, pink peppercorns and oregano. more of that tuscan flavored oil to pour before eating.<br />Ode to a French summer:the pissaladiere of Nice on the French Riviera.I saw it made as many different ways as you can spot a French bakery in France, where the pissalladieres were usually sold.The dough varied from a foccacia like to a pate brisee,to a thin pizza crsut or a puff pastry square.<br />I made a rosemary pizza dough,I very slowly sauteed 2 huge onions in olive oil ( 45 minutes on low until they turned golden and marmelady),added thyme,cut up olives and anchovies.drizzled some olive oil to make it extra juicy and sweet.Voila !POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-25512968787798214012009-05-22T08:02:00.001-07:002009-07-20T07:50:00.936-07:00vinaigrette<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8b_fGJYa452R2wk5PMQp7EfwVwE6oFvwokKXpGc9R6RIP16wuziRubgxGeKEa-VZThBAQ1uMvKuiegIT-ugRCdrgKZ5Ks960y2sAjcpj0jpKcqXY8aUEiPKXSub3niMzNFHFmQFUwGMBh/s1600-h/IMG_2586.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8b_fGJYa452R2wk5PMQp7EfwVwE6oFvwokKXpGc9R6RIP16wuziRubgxGeKEa-VZThBAQ1uMvKuiegIT-ugRCdrgKZ5Ks960y2sAjcpj0jpKcqXY8aUEiPKXSub3niMzNFHFmQFUwGMBh/s400/IMG_2586.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338664084396507234" /></a><br />It is time to talk about vinaigrettes. You would be hard pressed to find a bottle of salad dressing if you were shopping in France.Why ? because it is something that everyone makes fresh, in a couple of minutes,from scratch. The "convenience" factor of the bottled dressing always stopped me in my track: how could it taste still good after sitting in a bottle for months ? the ingredients sound weird,and complicated .new and often crazy flavors keep crowding more shelf space, all that when a good vinaigrette takes no time to prepare...<br />All you need are some basic pantry items and you are good to go.What I like is the myriad combinations that I can come up with just with my spices, herbs, vinegars and oils.And that is crucial: always adapt your dressing to the salad you are making, and allow yourself to play with what you happen to have in your fridge.<br />basic pantry:<br />sea salt, white pepper, black pepper, mustard, mayonnaise,sherry vinegar, balsamic vinegar, apple cider vinegar,lemons, limes, olive oil, canola oil,garlic, shallots,herbs ( dry like thyme and oregano, fresh like parsley, cilantro and mint).<br /><br />first shake your salt and grind your pepper,then add you acidic component ( vinegar, or lemon),it will help dissolve your salt. Then add your oil.olive oil most times, but for the occasional potato or beet salad , canola oil mixed with shallots and mustard will make your salad shine bright.Then, depending on the type of lettuces or vegetables involved, you may think broadly and include cilantro, cumin and garlic if you main dish is Mexican or Indian, or it can be mustard and shallots if the salad is heartier , or lemon and parsley and green garlic if the lettuces are spring tender( picture above).<br /><br />basic vinaigrette:<br />1/2 tsp of salt<br />1/2 tsp of freshly ground pepper<br />1 tsp of vinegar<br />1/2 tsp of dijon mustard<br />2 tbsp of olive oilPOUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-36824590489103922172009-05-14T11:39:00.000-07:002009-05-14T12:00:10.127-07:00strawberry compote with thyme<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkU2kEYsS99NnzESD-IdYWoxqcBOsi3N64ASKFayvhz6xwzq8buM1etBFuXqM86s-IJ4iG4onIgO9-Pq6nLJA1KkQGq_h7MPakNEekj64ywmKvJq7P5SKy-9iwLL0VWn4jDGkwzmQxJinW/s1600-h/strawberry7.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkU2kEYsS99NnzESD-IdYWoxqcBOsi3N64ASKFayvhz6xwzq8buM1etBFuXqM86s-IJ4iG4onIgO9-Pq6nLJA1KkQGq_h7MPakNEekj64ywmKvJq7P5SKy-9iwLL0VWn4jDGkwzmQxJinW/s400/strawberry7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335756423806307698" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2FH5d2GTBo5BunqT2iK1z7kGLppREAEbGFR_vGWHtcecRu2-vdm8Yad9E6UsBqlDTlyodiqg2QtXvMFHxbMlOhCepbWIw-gSgzHPJ2g-o1HxANm4ACs1idl1QHwXe6RK74nJmH6pXrRNm/s1600-h/IMG_2553.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2FH5d2GTBo5BunqT2iK1z7kGLppREAEbGFR_vGWHtcecRu2-vdm8Yad9E6UsBqlDTlyodiqg2QtXvMFHxbMlOhCepbWIw-gSgzHPJ2g-o1HxANm4ACs1idl1QHwXe6RK74nJmH6pXrRNm/s400/IMG_2553.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335756154020425650" /></a><br />Last week end at the farmer's market, I stopped in front of the strawberries and they looked so red and ripe that I plunged for 2 baskets thinking of smoothies, waffles,yogurt etc....I managed so far to use a basket but, the remaining ones were languishing in their tupperware and losing their patience.some were even getting a little sick.<br /><a href="http://www.junetaylorjams.com">June</a> had stopped by, bringing a warm- from- the- stove jar of delicious rhubarb with ginger conserve and this morning it got me inspired to turn my strawberries into a compote with fresh lime-thyme. It brought me back to the first time that I used thyme with fruit: we were in the paradise land of the Luberon in Provence, and the property was dotted with figs and abricots trees, the meadows around made of thyme carpeting. The abricots were ripe and went into a tart, the thyme was plucked from underfoot and scattered with sugar on the abricots before baking. The herbal citrusy pine like flavor of thyme is divine with the sugary juices of fruit.<br /><br />strawberry compote with lime thyme<br /><br />2 cups of strawberries<br />1 cup sugar<br />1 tsp of fresh lime thyme<br /><br />mix all.let it sit for 10 mn to absorb flavors<br />cook it on low heat for 12 mn<br /><br /><br />cool, and jar.<br />serve with home made greek yogurt (use Strauss organic 0% fat, line a sieve with cheese cloth and let the yogurt drip its water content, 2hrs to 4 depending on amount)POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-727247346918836492009-04-29T16:56:00.000-07:002009-04-29T17:18:53.485-07:00frites, pas frites<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgWErpTwUiOPFa4BHzG92hPOR_QdXMCWI8HjlcIDGvLulBwSA-fcX_gbcztoIXhDKjKKViBTixAidYwplnL6q6mc2TvGyQEXppUcc8QeaY4O2oFtFpwA5yfrBRBJUeZnSjMSOXuiZuTRIN/s1600-h/IMG_2514.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgWErpTwUiOPFa4BHzG92hPOR_QdXMCWI8HjlcIDGvLulBwSA-fcX_gbcztoIXhDKjKKViBTixAidYwplnL6q6mc2TvGyQEXppUcc8QeaY4O2oFtFpwA5yfrBRBJUeZnSjMSOXuiZuTRIN/s320/IMG_2514.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330271905809920466" /></a><br />grew up with potatoes.any which way : pureed, squared and sauteed, fried,boiled,soaked with roasted chicken juices, blanketing a ground meat gratin,delicately seasoned with tarragon in a summer salad...... but I cannot be French without having a love affair with fries. I don't remember who had suggested to me to dip a fry in a glass of red wine, it felt rebellious then and tasted delicious.<br />But I do remember the summer of my bicycle tour of Holland with G when I tasted fries with mayonnaise for the first time: now that was a true revelation/ revolution. My mom had a fryer but sort of hated the smell and mess, so it was on rare ocassions when she really wanted to make my dad happy that the fryer came down from the top cabinet. I like mine toasty brown, he liked his light and golden, so no fighting there, pure bliss.<br />But like my mom, I hate the smell, the oil bit, the mess, and so I will share my recipe of home baked fries. The photo is a tad blurry, the fries were cooling quickly and I had no time to spend.<br />use organic russets.<br />for 2:<br />pre heat oven to 450o<br />4 medium potatoes. first put them in cold water and bring to a boil , cook for for 12 minutes ( should be cooked but firm)<br /> cool them and peel and cut in equal smallish wedges .<br />1 tbsp olive oil<br />pinch of salt<br />1tsp of smoked paprika<br /><br />toss the potatoes with the other ingredients in a bowl<br />spread a baking sheet with alu foil, spray some olive oil and drop potatoes without overlapping them.<br />baked until crispy, about 15-20 minutes.<br />they will be tender inside and crunchy outside.<br />sprinkle some salt and bring out the ketchup and aioli...POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-89651878507141719762009-03-22T13:29:00.000-07:002009-03-23T07:53:34.658-07:00parsley root soup<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxq9xj0eChvUz0zHB2921r_SxDVPUzXb60jsZ-ul7vp2UjILPS9MjDOE8j4ec1xyXXhFgWHVl6gomh_OeOc8CbBovjQq1NoJQ5g8e6uSFigh4D-5CMJlCs9IOg3obzjLmesMyT3H26VzFk/s1600-h/IMG_2407.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxq9xj0eChvUz0zHB2921r_SxDVPUzXb60jsZ-ul7vp2UjILPS9MjDOE8j4ec1xyXXhFgWHVl6gomh_OeOc8CbBovjQq1NoJQ5g8e6uSFigh4D-5CMJlCs9IOg3obzjLmesMyT3H26VzFk/s400/IMG_2407.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316115140827052098" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It is spring on the calendar and leaves are unfurling in the garden, but the wind is still chilly and a soup was in order.<br />I had seen those parsley roots for years, languishing on the shelf next to baby turnips and yellow carrots, but i had walked by, suffering from a case of ignorance and non curiosity.Then, the other day, they caught my eyes: a little like parsnips, but with a fluffy collar of parsley leaves.Another customer closed up on me to ask" have you cooked these before ? I bought some last week, but haven't cooked them yet.there was a recipe for soup by Deborah Madison bla, bla....."That was it.<br />so today, I prepared them into a soup with leeks, green garlic,chicken broth, milk.The roots were starchy like potatoes, but with a subtle,rooty taste.It was resembling a vichyssoise, but one where the flavors stood out. I recommend it.<br /><br />parsley root soup<br /><br />1 bunch parsley roots<br />1 tbsp butter<br />2 medium leeks<br />3 green garlic stems<br />1 cup chicken broth<br />2 cups water<br />1/2 cup whole milk<br />parsley for garnish<br /><br />peel and cut parsley roots.clean leeks well and cut in slices.cut green garlic in slices<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-KM2NTw_3Ce2iqj-RRPHRMZfuckI8yf385LdFa4sU7k_10gJ61xwV8JjvP1omwqqn5E_6CDwd_MNYhuAHlrDUBuCf_3b9SGZdMmpn5aijFWpz6FGwoyXrk05vwFTVjD-gkI6v8KK5lsES/s1600-h/IMG_2408.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-KM2NTw_3Ce2iqj-RRPHRMZfuckI8yf385LdFa4sU7k_10gJ61xwV8JjvP1omwqqn5E_6CDwd_MNYhuAHlrDUBuCf_3b9SGZdMmpn5aijFWpz6FGwoyXrk05vwFTVjD-gkI6v8KK5lsES/s400/IMG_2408.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316115272154615442" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />melt the butter and throw in the cut leeks.let them melt down, throw the cut roots and green garlic, let it cook for a minute or two, add the broth and water and cook until soft.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9-_cP2snwGipNSIZ70zmrCkj4Qqt8JToR082TFev6rZxCwITes1HFT6fxALN6-7gg6BTNpmWN9bOnzYiOmNwUxxgJ45rv04n5RYJOT0gl2opFkMoHNVYc0g1wJ_hzQCXtmVGNHt31ovZ1/s1600-h/IMG_2409.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9-_cP2snwGipNSIZ70zmrCkj4Qqt8JToR082TFev6rZxCwITes1HFT6fxALN6-7gg6BTNpmWN9bOnzYiOmNwUxxgJ45rv04n5RYJOT0gl2opFkMoHNVYc0g1wJ_hzQCXtmVGNHt31ovZ1/s400/IMG_2409.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316115895913874450" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /> blend, add milk, salt and pepper. garnish with leaves.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgJsHmPx9juE1bIX1_1kMS6lddoSNGu2vI3yAt66Zfg2HJPrnm2VxwY6FqKOkK5EFpHxna1W0ds-6I_8Yj1APM0iMX514uM9rSEAYP6TzKFwQoNBokmxTnsH2Uqw0Ij6hw0TZ0RZOcnKuu/s1600-h/IMG_2412.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 358px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgJsHmPx9juE1bIX1_1kMS6lddoSNGu2vI3yAt66Zfg2HJPrnm2VxwY6FqKOkK5EFpHxna1W0ds-6I_8Yj1APM0iMX514uM9rSEAYP6TzKFwQoNBokmxTnsH2Uqw0Ij6hw0TZ0RZOcnKuu/s400/IMG_2412.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316116451595408018" /></a>POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-84595355299082776072009-02-07T14:27:00.001-08:002009-02-07T14:52:07.905-08:00salade de crudites<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdIynKBrbOWD99E9ISluI8WbF72FNkYwfGG3OFt5XeeTK4WTEAHZ-UwD6D69Jal7VJSKwAOEz_qo7TtKYK6ZHMEONeABJHmgYJcgS_JWmI37nf1Rd30d9Qn4eFrBbmwxsShs1OOzztIv2I/s1600-h/IMG_2223.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdIynKBrbOWD99E9ISluI8WbF72FNkYwfGG3OFt5XeeTK4WTEAHZ-UwD6D69Jal7VJSKwAOEz_qo7TtKYK6ZHMEONeABJHmgYJcgS_JWmI37nf1Rd30d9Qn4eFrBbmwxsShs1OOzztIv2I/s400/IMG_2223.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300185863714673458" /></a><br />What is this ?<br />Before giving an answer, I will tell you a story. As a true Californian, significant has always been a fan of salads, more than a fan, a craver.When we met in Paris, even though he was enjoying the tastings of many new dishes,, he would still want a salad , even when we would go out to a cafe for a lovely afternoon date .As students, we would eat at the government sponsored student cafeterias, and even though it was fairly decent fare ( for a dollar a meal ) , fresh salads were lacking.As I was drinking my tea with lemon, he would order a salade de crudites.<br /><br />So, if you happen to go to France, and find yourself in need of a salad, you will invariably see on any cafe or restaurant menu:the aforementioned " salade de crudites"( salad of raw ingredients).Usually the French, like their salads fairly plain and simple, so having a medley on a plate is a way to taste different vegetables, but in keeping with their own personality and dressings.<br /><br />Since we are still in winter ( at least in terms of produce), i served this plate for lunch as a first course.<br />grated carrots in a simple vinaigrette, sliced radishes for color and crunch,baby white beets with salt and....celery remoulade !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf0KW-PQRsA0hXhGOPjyNba_eR2d25H8hgRbT0x88oWxrluMLtfQGPPRhgMEY2L0LyNpOFqcnUbizfotffAzzolk7WYxsA1dIvE67k-hKwDdEOhhV1aNItpM_K4XxyCIjZlq7xVGirkvNf/s1600-h/IMG_2224.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf0KW-PQRsA0hXhGOPjyNba_eR2d25H8hgRbT0x88oWxrluMLtfQGPPRhgMEY2L0LyNpOFqcnUbizfotffAzzolk7WYxsA1dIvE67k-hKwDdEOhhV1aNItpM_K4XxyCIjZlq7xVGirkvNf/s400/IMG_2224.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300188698656831570" /></a><br /><br />Just back from the Farmer's market, where the bulbous root of the celery looked so fresh, I decided to prepare the famous French salad, always for sale at any charcuterie.<br /><br /><br />1 head of celery root, grated ( I use the grating disk,medium of my cuisinart),salt, white pepper,1 tablespoon of Dijon musrtard.1 teaspoon of mayonnaise, 1 teaspoon of cider vinegar, 1 tablespoon of good olive oil.POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-28668447251359045032009-02-02T11:42:00.000-08:002009-02-02T11:46:17.941-08:00winter salad<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc7OnWPnAyx9Z3P53EEndxXWRVgYvy1vrC8usfS72-e6G05L5xZpkG8suZmRCcu8UGWvKyEt3BfULYPB2r0ueQxh1iNzJH7umT-ZXLMaXItqLReY1Doh6CBH60QnDmEFtghoSZXntCyO_K/s1600-h/IMG_2157.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc7OnWPnAyx9Z3P53EEndxXWRVgYvy1vrC8usfS72-e6G05L5xZpkG8suZmRCcu8UGWvKyEt3BfULYPB2r0ueQxh1iNzJH7umT-ZXLMaXItqLReY1Doh6CBH60QnDmEFtghoSZXntCyO_K/s400/IMG_2157.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298288063642201506" /></a><br />My absolute favorite way to eat kale: raw !<br />Julienne a bunch very thinly and toss into a lusty vinaigrette of balsamic vinegar, olive oil, salt pepper, crushed garlic,grated parmesan and toasted pinenuts.simple.tasty.healthy.so good!POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-68977042303302927962009-01-17T17:20:00.000-08:002009-01-21T14:29:37.305-08:00vegetarian couscous with a twist<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW0Kga3C-ENj8CGSQdEfosa6nfa6oQNUajLcA-6XeNw7Y9AIi8p1tD9KyaFmQCHyXlAxbyENdCc1TI58LaQaInro9FaPigVJJQ1jlTnnxASpW8nafHkEvt3xWeEIbhRFWbAzp0j7yggEMg/s1600-h/IMG_2143.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW0Kga3C-ENj8CGSQdEfosa6nfa6oQNUajLcA-6XeNw7Y9AIi8p1tD9KyaFmQCHyXlAxbyENdCc1TI58LaQaInro9FaPigVJJQ1jlTnnxASpW8nafHkEvt3xWeEIbhRFWbAzp0j7yggEMg/s400/IMG_2143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292440050450057186" /></a><br />With many North Africans living in France, a number of restaurants serving the traditional couscous opened all over back in the 70's.It was a novelty, a discovery of new spices,an opening of a new culinary frontier. I tasted my first couscous in a vegetarian restaurant and it was love at first bite. Something about the taste of turnips with garbanzos, a broth redolant of cumin, fennel and saffran, the smear of Harissa paste on the side and the mellowness of the grain soaking up all the flavors.<div>It used to be a staple dinner at our house and I decided to bring it back after a missed absence. This time I substituted millet to the couscous since C is gluten intolerant. The key to this dish is to have enough flavorful broth to soak up whichever grain you use. you need:</div><div>1 onion</div><div>2 garlic cloves</div><div>fennel seeds, pinch of saffron, cumin, salt , pepper, dry thyme, 1 bay leaf</div><div>chicken broth ( Swanson Organic) 3 cups</div><div>a bunch of baby turnips</div><div>3 small carrots</div><div>2 cups of garbanzos ( I had soaked mine and cooked them for one hour ), but use a can if you need</div><div>you can add zucchini if in season ( it is part of the traditional recipe)</div><div>1 tube of harissa( or your favorite spice paste)</div><div><br /></div><div>saute the minced onion and garlic in some olive oil until caramelized</div><div>add the spices and cook for a minute, add the veggies and beans,let it cook for another minute, pour the broth and let it simmer until the vegetables are soft.</div><div>cook your grain separately. serve with harissa.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-39566748980063488172008-12-30T16:55:00.000-08:002008-12-30T17:37:46.999-08:00apple dessertI was back from Ireland, at the end of one of my linguistic summers, at the tender age of 17, where I learned to make apple pie......<br />In France, we ate tarts. savory ( quiches) and sweet with all the seasonal fruits. Basic crust of flour, butter, and water. The kitchen smelt so good.Anyway, upon my return, I proposed to make my newly accomplished recipe of the apple pie.similar in most ways,but for a top crust. The big difference was in the introduction of vegetable shortening in the dough.Miraculous, crumbly like a sable,melt in your mouth sweetness.I didn't know then, how bad it is for you but I remember how impressed my parents were.<br />I have to admit that in the end, I prefer tarts.better ratio of fruit to dough,a thickening of juices, and sometimes a slight caramelization of the fruit, you can add almondy custards and it is so pretty... .forward many years to today and I find myself making a tart without dough for gluten sensitive husband.You call it a crisp or crumble. without the bready or cookie crumbs<br /><br />gluten free apple crisp<br /><br /><br />5 apples peeled and sliced thinly<br />1 tablespoon of brown sugar<br />1 teaspoon of lemon juice<br /><br />mix those three ingredients<br />prepare topping:<br />mix<br />1 cup almond meal<br />3 tablespoon of brown sugar<br />1 teaspoon of cinnamon<br />2 tablespoon of butter<br />2 tablespoon of raw almonds chopped up<br /><br />cover topping over apples, bake in a 425o oven for about 35 minutes.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2jaYgvp_zs7iLyGd_L1f4_H8jkwLMKmjahvhveEY3_5mv93w-RC9cKcEcuFK0xVuiMGdKJhvJY2KiS4q7ZVOzZSwaBz36ia_DcUZkiqqYXiCLXXirC3fLvj1Jv37jYiBR9MZ-FUn_9aT1/s1600-h/IMG_2060.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2jaYgvp_zs7iLyGd_L1f4_H8jkwLMKmjahvhveEY3_5mv93w-RC9cKcEcuFK0xVuiMGdKJhvJY2KiS4q7ZVOzZSwaBz36ia_DcUZkiqqYXiCLXXirC3fLvj1Jv37jYiBR9MZ-FUn_9aT1/s400/IMG_2060.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285762214751375010" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt8IyY1pJ40cJyB_rGk_gj-fdm_-HvX00oXfG3nAQnJiePD3i3blG5a0Lg_IonxAwt2EDlizzp_1nRdz7_HtQp2B3D2l0yBGFc89fTz0pPJeyIgKWvjljyjqwhHgo7xrtl0NILPiWXqIv6/s1600-h/IMG_2067.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 381px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt8IyY1pJ40cJyB_rGk_gj-fdm_-HvX00oXfG3nAQnJiePD3i3blG5a0Lg_IonxAwt2EDlizzp_1nRdz7_HtQp2B3D2l0yBGFc89fTz0pPJeyIgKWvjljyjqwhHgo7xrtl0NILPiWXqIv6/s400/IMG_2067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285762209432045010" /></a>POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-91844129350909968432008-11-26T17:13:00.000-08:002008-11-29T16:30:20.638-08:00is it cocktail time yet ?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrGpla2-SfyKVs4_AXmzE335ic4v13Lc2kq5F2pVyXVwD3Og7EK1tY19JSnloSgCCUnlDuI-ZAYl_D1ySaFc6fLYv-9kW1n9t3J-2Jvl9xIUG4wps01QSrb7RL_3ENUq-GEYA1n7ubMI-n/s1600-h/IMG_2008.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrGpla2-SfyKVs4_AXmzE335ic4v13Lc2kq5F2pVyXVwD3Og7EK1tY19JSnloSgCCUnlDuI-ZAYl_D1ySaFc6fLYv-9kW1n9t3J-2Jvl9xIUG4wps01QSrb7RL_3ENUq-GEYA1n7ubMI-n/s400/IMG_2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274241334491831394" /></a><br />In France, you hardly drink the "mixed type" cocktails. a champagne flute, an extra glass of wine, may be a sherry or a sweet French version like Pineau des Charentes. but the mixed drink remains the privilege of hotel bars and clubs. At least when I lived there, which as you know was quite some time back, so, maybe things have changed. My friend G.indulges in a Campari, due to her repeated Italian vacations that she feels like prolonging, the time of an evening drink at home. and my mother's neighbor admits to liking a classic whisky and coke ( oops, mixed cocktail after all )...<br />For significant and I, it was only wine for many years. Partly it was cheaper and I had no idea or taste for hard alcohol, (beside the bottle of kirsch to finish off a cheese fondue: that was the extent of our liquor cabinet). Then, one fateful night, we went for dinner at some good friend's house , and while both our toddlers were banging on the piano, they offered us a gin and tonic. Whaoo ! revelation of the decade !It was refreshing,tasty ( they claim lots of lime juice is what makes the difference.. so I use one lime per drink now) I looved it. It was the beginning of a new phase in our life: parenting and cocktail hour.... since then, I have tried to play a little, adding syrups from my friend <a href="http://www.junetaylorjams.com/ ">June</a>or some more obscure bottles like Aperol,which resembles Campari with its citrusy notes and red color. So, from the house mixologist, here is my absolute favorite new mixed cocktail:<br />2 oz tequila<br />1 oz Aperol<br />juice of one lime<br />1/2 oz of agave nectar<br /><br />rosemary branch for swizzling<br /><br /><br />put liquids in shaker with ice, shake and serve in glass with ice, add rosemary if you like for garnish and extra swizzling...POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-72878903459358394552008-11-20T15:22:00.000-08:002008-11-22T13:08:08.018-08:00gratin de cotes de blettes-Swiss chard stems gratinFirst let me give you a little bit of personal history before I move to the recipe itself. A lot of you know of my childhood summers spent in Switzerland, a place of deep nostalgia for a time of bliss, freedom, close to nature,with time for never ending pleasures. Close to the "heidi house" where we lived for 3 months every year , was a small dairy farm where the farmer's wife would have a bountiful vegetable garden. Periodically, my grand mother would put an order for, guess what :SWISS chard. The leaves were elephantines, and the stems gargantuans. The interesting bit is that growing up, I never ate green leaf vegetables. The beets were sold already boiled and without their leaves, spinach was seldom seen on the market stalls,and it was not the tender baby kind we know now , but actually, now, I remember that my mother would cook some escarole in the winter and drop it in a soup, but that was all. When we would get the famous order of chard, it would be stripped of leaves. I guess that was the way it was expected to be sold, may be they knew we were making a gratin, may be they knew better and cooked the leaves for themselves.....<div>which brings me to the recipe, one of my total favorites of all times.</div><div>Of course, the day before, use the leaves for a nice italian style saute with garlic and pepper flakes and olive oil. But the next day, instead of composting the stems, use them to make this delicious dish that would go well with a grain, or whole grain pasta.</div><div>I only knew the white stem chard, but now, look at this beautiful display of vibrant colors !</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwoZX4__ZRUJ3ALZrlz_aWd3UNYXsLQ7F5uInN0KAhtjx9Y5R1kmGsuqaWgTP80xgQgUocYPI9FQdFYJi7IpkHRx1wxPtuiUnhKSLgeVuHe3B0eODTMuxMdEpDF2uzBpsEvYdX_24Wkkju/s1600-h/IMG_1967.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 210px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwoZX4__ZRUJ3ALZrlz_aWd3UNYXsLQ7F5uInN0KAhtjx9Y5R1kmGsuqaWgTP80xgQgUocYPI9FQdFYJi7IpkHRx1wxPtuiUnhKSLgeVuHe3B0eODTMuxMdEpDF2uzBpsEvYdX_24Wkkju/s400/IMG_1967.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270884846453941154" /></a><br />-cut the stems in 2 " pieces</div><div>-blanch them in salted water. They lose their vibrancy but gain a soft pastel</div><div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuKMPBcKKfWE02zj6h6DV5T-5-ho4InQxQYMEkXMce1iW50emqBKkM09VpHEmk2-abOJCq9cauDJbMb9TTY68DMvQjKRFmIAls5fxpDgy1hcrOYe7wS-UguRUhGZ3PY0heGuWKv_bwJ_dq/s1600-h/IMG_1971.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 210px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuKMPBcKKfWE02zj6h6DV5T-5-ho4InQxQYMEkXMce1iW50emqBKkM09VpHEmk2-abOJCq9cauDJbMb9TTY68DMvQjKRFmIAls5fxpDgy1hcrOYe7wS-UguRUhGZ3PY0heGuWKv_bwJ_dq/s400/IMG_1971.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270884846507267570" /></a>-make a simple bechamel.I love that word. As you say it, the tongue seems to wrap around the word in a gentle caress.</div><div>1oz butter, melted,add 1 tbsp flour all at once, and wisk to get a nice golden ribbon.out of the heat, add all at once 1/3 cup of cold milk, keep wisking and put back under low heat until desired consistency. be liberal with good pepper and salt.</div><div>-put bechamel on top of cooled chard</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2EIAznsNEgvOU09MQiI7IzOqS_YKpfqygdij_f47drpkQMY-Sq7LYiyHdyp_P7d9HsHDSfd-gANbP-qq28GMC0_N1vmTHwFaPx16AvJZSv2Ptn55JfCZCtIIoAAH7R5IcbAbYjEyQE18H/s1600-h/IMG_1975.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 373px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2EIAznsNEgvOU09MQiI7IzOqS_YKpfqygdij_f47drpkQMY-Sq7LYiyHdyp_P7d9HsHDSfd-gANbP-qq28GMC0_N1vmTHwFaPx16AvJZSv2Ptn55JfCZCtIIoAAH7R5IcbAbYjEyQE18H/s400/IMG_1975.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270884847450937746" /></a><br />-sprinkle grated cave aged Gruyere cheeese</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqY92bJA9Xul4RcAe25KjNx_H4OaSPMlLDPdAyB2D5i4xQHT9tyzuLnPqHWJ2v8lKIT9iBM_a3K6IYParA3syls9gbXtyFoax8ZcrALdKmbdyojFyUoSPHHtrPA_1fRI6HcaWOYDjqr1Vu/s1600-h/IMG_1976.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 210px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqY92bJA9Xul4RcAe25KjNx_H4OaSPMlLDPdAyB2D5i4xQHT9tyzuLnPqHWJ2v8lKIT9iBM_a3K6IYParA3syls9gbXtyFoax8ZcrALdKmbdyojFyUoSPHHtrPA_1fRI6HcaWOYDjqr1Vu/s400/IMG_1976.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270884842348927186" /></a><br /><br />-cook at 400 degrees for 15 mn with foil, remove foil, and broil for 5 minutes for a golden crust.</div><div>Voila, no waste, only more pleasure !</div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0vR5wFnUTcqVSmsmPx3ngkMEm1Dke7bzG_h9xadC4rC9DNCVxOoxiMygHSoTuK1AoaKG2lptTfJOgu7XL1e_qkIF7ipQmM-PM6k4qhVxNUFiSW2TYQ4Rxx7nq1hl26VxtozoEZb_sahb9/s1600-h/IMG_1980.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 311px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0vR5wFnUTcqVSmsmPx3ngkMEm1Dke7bzG_h9xadC4rC9DNCVxOoxiMygHSoTuK1AoaKG2lptTfJOgu7XL1e_qkIF7ipQmM-PM6k4qhVxNUFiSW2TYQ4Rxx7nq1hl26VxtozoEZb_sahb9/s400/IMG_1980.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270884840461502866" /></a>POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085432455792032499.post-6959039007134433082008-11-17T14:12:00.000-08:002008-11-22T13:08:44.997-08:00on my wayI am on my way to the kitchen. This will be a recipe site . Old, new, bold, seasonal,borrowed, or just invented, the recipes will be another area for creation with a weekly update.POUKÉhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506048072826776276noreply@blogger.com0