Pad Thai

I love Asian food. I could probably live off of Sushi, Pho and Pad Thai…and galettes of course. Lately, the predominant craving has been for Pad Thai. It’s been ages since I’ve noshed on this delightful dish. I was intimidated to try Pad Thai at home, but it’s so much easier than it seems at first glance.  My friend Emma turned me on to this blog which has an excellent formula for Pad Thai. Notice how I said formula, not recipe. I’m not a fan of recipes, as I’ve stated once, twice…a hundred times. I much prefer formulas which give you ratios and guidelines, but leave room for creative freedom and interpretation. Who has the time or the money to get every last ingredient most recipes call for, or the patience to measure it all out? Moi, I prefer to cuisiner au pif (cook by guesswork, literally “cook with my schnoz”).

The end result was a delicious, tangy vegetarian Pad Thai that I could eat for days…and probably will. Pad Thai for breakfast tomorrow with a fried egg on top? Yes please…

Vegetarian Pad Thai with a side of Sesame Soy Brocoli and Mushrooms

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A new addition to the fold…

Welcome home Shilah! Meet the sweet pup we adopted from Association Pas Si Bête, a nearby refuge center which specializes in very difficult-to-handle dogs, such as wolf dogs like this little guy . He’s 5 months old and already incredibly scarred from the terrible treatment he endured at the hands of his breeder. As you can see from the photo above, he’s very shocked and scared to suddenly find himself in a new environment, and he doesn’t quite know what to make of us cooing over him constantly. His trust will come slowly and so far he shuns our company and prefers instead to hide under the closest piece of furniture.

My weekend didn’t involve as much cooking as it did bathing a stinky pooch and generally cleaning up after him and his constant accidents, but I did make a wonderful red bean curry from Smitten Kitchen on Friday which held us over for the weekend and gave us the strength to run around puppy-proofing the garden.

Red Bean Curry with a Fried Egg

Parc Thabor in Spring bloom

In other news, if it weren’t for the freshly budding plants telling me it’s only the beginning of Spring, I would swear it was summer already. My winter jackets are packed away for the foreseeable future and the weekend was spent outside in the sun – in a tee-shirt! The air is fresh and clean and there is always a refreshing breeze dancing around. Daffodils and other bulb flowers have sprouted up everywhere and the browns and muted greens are turning to bright viridians, yellows, purples and pinks. And it’s not only in nature that I’m sensing changes… maybe it’s the new dog, or the fact that I’m almost finished with my teaching contract and am in the midst of figuring out the next step, but the air seems to be tingling with unknowns just around the corner. Among these unknowns is the day when Shilah accepts us, which might be tomorrow or might be months from now. Even if he always stares at me in fright, as if I’m a monster coming to hurt him, I can’t stop looking at this handsome little face.

Shilah means 'brother' in the Navajo language.

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A few dinners…

Filet mignon with Balsamic Vanilla Reduction, Swiss Chard with Garlic and Apple Cider Vinegar and Bulgar

Pork Tenderloin Roasted with Apples, Onions and Rosemary and served with Garlic Spinach and Parsnip Pancakes

Tartines with Fresh Pepper Goat Cheese and a side of Garlic Spinach (Made with Whole Wheat Sesame Bread from Apple Pie)

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Spring has sprung

My braised cabbage days may just be over…printemps est arrivé! After the false alarm a couple of weeks ago, it seems that Spring is truly here. The weekend was spent painting and lounging around the nearby Parc Thabor. Life isn’t bad, now if only the sunshine will give me the strength to finally kick this virus that the flu of 2 weeks ago morphed into…

A trip to the marché this weekend proved that Spring truly has arrived…I saw the first petit pois (spring peas) of the season. Miam! 

Children singing on the steps of a kiosk in the middle of the Parc Thabor

 

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Dear Braised Cabbage, je t’aime….

The weather lulled me in. A few weeks ago it was sunny and beautiful and blooms were abound. Happy, sun-soaked people were beginning to whisper “printemps est arrivé” (Spring has arrived).  There I was thinking the weather was on the up and up: it could only get warmer from here on out! Mais non, pas encore. Last weekend brought another cold snap, and with it came the return of my craving for piping hot veggies cooked in the oven, and particularly braised cabbage. I know some of you may be rolling your eyes thinking that if I think this winter is bad then I must not know what a real winter is…to which I would say, you’re absolutely right. I grew up in California, and more specifically San Diego, where the weather is…perfect. All year round. My parents told me it was 80 degrees there the other day. In March. So yeah, this mild Breton winter has felt harsh to me. Hence, all the soul-warming braised cabbage.

Simple Braised Cabbage

1 head green cabbage, medium-sized
2 large yellow onions
4 large carrots, cut at the diagonal into 2 inch slices
1/4-1/2 cup chicken or vegetable stock (water can be substituted in a pinch)
1/4 cup extra virgin olive oil
coarse salt and pepper to taste

Preheat the oven to 325 degrees Fahrenheit (180 degrees Celsius). Cut the cabbage in half and then quarter each half. You should have 8 thick wedges. Layer the wedges in a casserole dish and evenly distribute the onions and carrots.

Pour the olive oil and broth over the veggies and sprinkle with salt and pepper. Cover the dish tightly with aluminum foil and cook in oven for roughly 2 hours. Check the cabbage halfway through cooking to ensure that the leaves are not at all dry. If they are, add a few more tablespoons of broth and/or olive oil.

Turn the oven up to 400 degrees. Return the cabbage to the oven without the aluminum foil cover and roast until the cabbage leaves brown at the edges.
Remove and serve!

Sausage on Braised Green Cabbage and Leeks with Apple Cider Vinegar

Braised cabbage is super versatile. Try braising red cabbage instead of green, it’s equally delicious and chock full of happy little vitamins and minerals. Instead of the onion and carrot, try leeks and celery root. Try adding a dash of chili flakes or apple cider vinegar. Be creative! Cabbage loves a lot of things. You can serve it as a side at dinner or it can be a meal in itself. Lately my favorite thing is top a heap of cabbage with a fried egg or sausage. Everything is better with a fried egg atop it, n’est-ce pas?

Bon appétit! 

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Ich bin ein Berliner

Kennedy famously said “Ich bin ein Berliner” during his 1963 speech in West Berlin. He was trying to emphasize the States’ economic and ideological support of West Berliners by saying in effect, I am one of you…I am a Berliner. However, what he actually said was “I am a donut”.  The West Berliners ate it up (no pun intended). I have to say that after my trip to Berlin…I feel like a donut. I have eaten very well indeed the last week, and have come to the conclusion that Berlin’s terrible food reputation is ill-founded. Whoever said that Berlin has terrible food clearly hasn’t been there recently.

You might be wondering how I am able to go to Berlin when I should be at work. I am in the midst of yet another school holiday. Working in France definitely has its’ perks…5 weeks paid vacation for a 7 month contract? Not too shabby. My friends and I decided to capitalize on this free time by exploring Germany a bit, a country none of us know too well. I’ve just returned to France, and I have to say Germany is pulling at my heartstrings from afar. Our trip was wonderbar.

The city is urban, edgy, and hip while simultaneously being humble, down-to-earth and laid-back. We found the Berliners (the people, not the donuts) to be incredibly helpful, friendly and accommodating (and the donuts were delicious!). Berlin is like Brookyln…with out all of the pretentious hipster bull. And of course, the food wasn’t too shabby either. Voici, five things that I ate in Berlin which blew my mind.

1. Spätzle

Oh.My.Lord. This stuff is good. This is the first real meal we had in Berlin, and it was the perfect way to warm up after a freezing 4 hour-walking tour. Spätzle is an egg pasta which is usually made fresh and boiled to serve in restaurants. The name means “little sparrows” because of the small, round shape of the pastas. The soft, melt-in-your-mouth textures of these little sparrows are almost more comparable to gnocchi than to pasta. And the best part? They come smothered in cheese and cream like some sort of brilliant German mac and cheese.

2. Flammkuchen (tarte flambée)

Like spätzle, flammkuchen will warm you right up. It is an extremely thin pizza baked in a wood-burning oven with creme fraiche, lardons and onions. With beer, it is the perfect afternoon snack. It comes in many varieties, but the cream, lardon and onion is definitely the winner.

3. German pastries, and in particular streuselkuchen (streusel cake)

German pastries are brilliant, and this is coming from someone who resides in France. We sampled all sorts of things during our week long séjour, but what stuck out was the streusel. Streusel is a crumb topping, and in the case of stresuelkuchen it is a top a dense cake with some sort of fruit or nut topping. I tried the apricot (my favorite) and cherry. If I’d stayed longer I would’ve tried the almond and walnut varieties, but I guess that will have to wait until my next trip…

4. Currywurst, bratwurst, any type of wurst

Of course everyone knows Germany is famous for its’ many varieties of sausages, and Berlin didn’t disappoint on this front. What I didn’t know is that it’s quite popular to cover said sausages in curry powder and ketchup. While intrigued, I didn’t expect to love this as I’m not the biggest ketchup fan. I was pleasantly surprised though. The sausage comes sliced and is often served mit pommes-frites (with fries) and the whole thing is sprinkled with curry powder and drenched in the ketchup sauce. The curry is subtle, and the ketchup is thick and tart, and lacking the normal artificial, sickly sweetness of traditional bottled ketchup.

5. Döner kebab and Turkish food in general

I have been to Berlin once before, over 5 years ago. The only thing I remember consuming  during that trip is a lot of beer (it was during the 2006 World Cup, which Germany hosted) and the occasional kebab sandwich. This delicious Turkish sandwich is probably the most commonly associated food with Berlin and for good reason: there seems to be a kebab shop on every corner. Knowing I would be overwhelmed trying to make a decision I did my reasearch and found site after site recommending Hasir Restaurant. Hasir is a traditional Turkish restaurant in the heart of Kreuzberg, a hip and predominantly Turkish neighborhood (outside of Turkey, Berlin has the 3rd largest Turkish population in the world). We knew we made the right choice immediately after we stepped into the restaurant: the place was packed, even though it was a late hour for lunch and the walls were covered in pictures of the staff with various international celebrities. From the decor, to the staff, to the food we saw whizzing past, it was clear this place was authentic. Whether you go to Hasir, or one of the many other Turkish restaurants Berlin has to offer, you must eat Turkish food when in Berlin!

The Jewish Museum designed by Daniel Libeskind

The Bauhaus Archives

In the 6 days we were there, my friends and I explored Berlin through its’ cuisine. Of course we went to museums (the Jewish Museum and the Bauhaus Archives, both highly recommended) and saw all of the monuments (we did the free walking tour the first day we were there to orient ourselves within the city) but we really got to know Berlin through its’ restaurants and markets. Based on the restaurants in each neighborhood we were able to get a feel for the culture in that particular quarter. We spent most of our time in the neighborhoods of Kreuzberg, Friedrichshain and Prenzlauer berg, which we found to be young, hip, artistic and international. One of the things that I appreciated most about Berlin is its’ abundance of international restaurants and cultures. If you’ve read this blog before, then you know I love asian food of all sorts, particularly asian noodle soups such as pho. As I’ve mentioned before, France isn’t necessarily known for its’ embracing of other food cultures. So we were all so excited to eat Asian food in Berlin, and the city didn’t disappoint us. We found a gem of a restaurant in our favorite neighborhood, Kreuzberg Friedrichshain called Miss Saigon. We loved it so much we went there twice for dinner. I’m already having withdrawals, particularly since I finally succumbed to the cold all of my students had before the holiday and all I want to do is lay in bed and eat hot soup.

Fresh Shrimp Spring Rolls with Peanut Vinaigrette

Vegan Noodle Soup with Coconut Radish Broth

Pho: Beef Broth with Thin Slices of Beef and Vermicelli Rice Noodles

We worked up an appetite for all that soup laughing hysterically at the horrible English translations on the menu. Here is just one example:

Miss Saigon's menu mishaps

Danke Berlin, for the good food, the good memories and the good times!

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How a wolf dog eats nutella..

Step 1: Confront the enemy, get a good grip on it and show it who's boss

Step 2: Now that the prey is under your control, slow down, take your time and savor the meal

Step 3: Stand up for optimal licking range

Step 4: Painstakingly lick every last drop as if your life depends on it

Step 5: Wish you had another jar...

And I thought I had talent when it came to finishing off a jar of nutella…

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A “snowy” weekend

As I’ve said in recent posts, the weather has finally cooled down and it is now obvious that we are in the throes of winter. The last couple of weeks everyone has been talking about how the snow will be upon us soon. I don’t put too much stock in weather forecasts,  that is, unless they’re coming from a farmer. And as I’ve been spending every weekend in the countryside as of late, I’ve had plenty of opportunities to eavesdrop on huddles of farmers  who always seemed to be discussing the impending, inevitable snow. If they say it’s coming, then it must be coming. So I allowed myself to hope.

Being from California, snow is a huge novelty to me. While I was not deprived of snow as a child (we went on at least one skiing trip every year), I’ve never lived somewhere where it snows until I moved to France. There is something so delicious about waking up in the place where you live all year to find that it has magically turned to white. This is not an experience you can get from driving to the mountains from Southern California to ski for the weekend.

Last weekend was supposed to be when my white wonderland dreams came true. We were supposed to get our first real snow of the winter in Brittany, the kind that sticks to the ground and  is perfect for snowmen and snowball fights and snow ice cream. I prepared myself for a cold weekend in the countryside, and I stocked up on the ingredients for boeuf bourguignon, the perfect thing to eat in front of the fire after a knackering day tromping around in the snow. But, as I’m sure you’ve guessed from all this buildup…the snow never came really came. It snowed Saturday afternoon and night, enough to coat the ground for a few short hours, but then the snow turned to sleet and the magical white washed away as if it had never been. I was able to catch a few snowflakes on my tongue, and then they were gone…

The snow never came, but at least the boeuf bourguignon didn’t disappoint…I’ve made Julia Child’s version of the dish once before and I stuck to the recipe pretty religiously (an oddity for me). This time I gave myself a bit more leeway. Find below my (gasp) slightly modified version of Julia’s signature dish. It is mostly the same, except I added more vegetables and more garlic (of course) and it’s slightly less involved. I served it with a roast potato dish, for which you can also find the recipe below.

The best wintery meal: Boeuf bourguignon with roast potatoes

Boeuf bourguignon

9- to 10-inch, fireproof casserole dish , 3 inches deep
Slotted spoon
6 ounces bacon, cut into lardons (small, thin sticks)
1 Tbsp. olive oil or cooking oil
3 pounds lean stewing beef , cut into 2-inch cubes
5 sliced carrots
2 sliced onions
1 tsp. salt
1/4 tsp. pepper
4 Tbsp. flour
3 cups full-bodied, young red wine , such as a Chianti
2 to 3 cups brown beef stock or canned beef bouillon
2 Tbsp. tomato paste
4 cloves mashed garlic
1 tsp. thyme
2 fresh bay leaves (dry, crumbled bay leaves can be substituted but fresh ones are optimal)
36 small white onions , brown-braised in stock (to brown braise sautée the onions in olive oil until they begin to brown, and then simmer them covered for about half an hour in 1/2 cup beef stock)
1 pound quartered fresh mushrooms , sautéed in butter
Parsley sprigs

Remove rind from bacon, and cut bacon into lardons (sticks, 1/4 inch thick and 1 1/2 inches long).
Preheat oven to 450 degrees.
Sauté the bacon in the oil over moderate heat for 2 to 3 minutes to brown lightly. Remove to a side dish with a slotted spoon. Set casserole aside. Reheat until fat is almost smoking before you sauté the beef.
Dry the stewing beef in paper towels; it will not brown if it is damp. Sauté it, a few pieces at a time, in the hot oil and bacon fat until nicely browned on all sides. Add it to the bacon.
In the same fat, brown the sliced vegetables (carrots and large onions).
Return the beef and bacon to the casserole and toss with the salt and pepper. Then sprinkle on the flour and toss again to coat the beef lightly with the flour. Set casserole uncovered in middle position of preheated oven for 4 minutes. Toss the meat and return to oven for 4 minutes more. (This browns the flour and covers the meat with a light crust.) Remove casserole, and turn oven down to 325 degrees.
Stir in the wine, and enough stock or bouillon so that the meat is barely covered. Add the tomato paste, garlic, herbs, and bacon rind. Bring to simmer on top of the stove. Then cover the casserole and set in lower third of preheated oven. Regulate heat so liquid simmers very slowly for 2 1/2 to 3 hours. The meat is done when a fork pierces it easily.
While the beef is cooking, prepare the onions and mushrooms. Set them aside until needed.
When the meat is tender, add the onions and their juice as well as the mushrooms. Serve topped with fresh parsley and a side of rice, simple pasta or potatoes, cooked a desired.

Slivered Roast Potatoes

 

3 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil, plus 1/2 tablespoon
Coarse salt
4 pounds russet potatoes, peeled (smaller diameter potatoes are great, if you can find them)
4 cloves garlic, peeled, crushed and cut in half
1 tablespoon thyme

Preheat oven to 375 degrees.
In a large bowl, combine 3 tablespoons of the oil and a generous pinch of salt.
Slice potatoes crosswise very thinly. Toss the potato slices in the oil and salt and arrange in the baking dish of your choice. Arrange your potato slices vertically in the dish.
In a small bowl, toss the chunks of garlic with the remaining olive oil. Top the potatoes with the garlic, thyme, another generous pinch of sea salt and freshly ground black pepper.
Bake 2 hours, or until potatoes are cooked through with a crisped top. If casserole seems to brown too fast, cover it with foil to slow it down.

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Chinese Broccoli

‘Tis the season to eat green. When you work with les enfants, you need to take every preventative measure possible in order to avoid catching their cooties, and this means eating lots of delicious veggies which are chock full of vitamins. Knock on wood, but something must be working for me as I’ve managed to stave off the flu that’s been flying around Brittany like wildfire, and I haven’t even caught so much as a cold. Whereas last year I was sick 4 times during the school year. Whether it’s all the veggies, my compulsive hand washing throughout the school day or my reluctance to ever touch my face for fear of spreading germs, I’m not sure but I’m rolling with it. Maybe my immune system has simply adjsted to the French germs by now, but I’ll still keep on munching away on the greens, you know, just in case.

Lately my favorite has been broccoli greens. They go great with Asian flavor profiles, so one of my favorite preparations it to throw them in a wok with a few dashes each of sesame oil, fish sauce, soy sauce and water chestnuts. I cook them on high heat for just a few minutes as I prefer them to be crunchy and vibrant. Towards the end of cooking I might toss in minced garlic, sesame seeds and some sort of spicy pepper.

But lately I’ve been going outside of my norm and have prepared them with just olive oil, roasted garlic and salt and pepper and paired them with traditional French food, like la tartiflette or saumon baked in the oven with chutney. As it’s taken a turn for the cold recently (it even snowed/slushed today and it’s supposed to grow increasingly colder by this weekend), all I’ve wanted is hot creamy potatoes.  Surprisingly, the pairing was perfect. Soft, rich tartiflette up against vibrant, fresh and crunchy broccoli greens.

Sautéed Broccoli Greens with Whole Cloves of Roasted Garlic served with Salmon Baked in Foil with Apple Plum Chutney

Wilted Broccoli Greens with Tartiflette

Eat your greens! Stay warm and healthy and cozy! Et bon appétit!

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A frosty weekend in the countryside

I’m feel very lucky to live in Rennes for so many reasons, many of which I’ve discussed on this very blog (mostly food related). But what I love most about Rennes is its’ size. It never feels too crowded or stressful, and most everything is within walking distance. Happily, despite its’ small size it still boasts all the benefits of city life: there are things happening here. Not that I take advantage of them as much as I should, but still, I take comfort in the fact that I can go see a ballet or the opera if I choose to. That being said, even this mini-metropolis can feel claustrophobic at times. Blame it on the claustrophobia, or on the fact that my boyfriend lives in the nearby countryside: I’ve ditched Rennes the last 2 weekends for some fresh, country air.

The only thing to do there is walk in the woods, lounge in front of a fire, and bake batch after batch of sweet things to warm up. Was I just saying that the warm winter weather was freaking me out? I take it back! It’s suddenly feeling like a real winter and I’ve forgotten exactly what that entails. Guess I’ll just have to bake some more goodies and keep warm in front of the fire. This week has scarcely begun and I’m already looking forward to next weekend…

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