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Happy Waffle Day! I know…it sneaks up on me every year too. This Swedish holiday coincides with the annunciation – that’s right, Christmas is exactly nine months away. What do waffles have to do with a virgin in the Middle East that got pregnant two thousand years ago? Nothing actually, other than they are spelled similarly in Swedish, which may be how the two got confused. Vårfrudagen is Our Lady’s Day and Våffeldagen is Waffle Day. Close enough for me.

I love any and all waffles, but these thin, heart-shaped waffles are the ones that I most associate with my Scandinavian roots and make year-round. I associate them more with Norway, where my relatives serve them with sweet, brown goat’s milk cheese, called gjetost, as a midday snack. Or with jam and cream for dessert after lunch or dinner.

Egg Waffles

120 grams (a scant cup) flour
1 tsp baking powder
2 eggs, separated
2 1/12 deciliters (1 cup) whole milk
50 grams (about 1/2 stick) unsalted butter, melted

In a small bowl whisk together the flour and baking powder and set aside. With an electric or stand mixer, whip the egg whites until soft and foamy, nearly to the soft peak stage. In a separate bowl, beat the egg yolks and milk together. Add flour/baking powder mixture and beat until smooth. Don’t over mix. A few little lumps are OK. Add the melted butter in a slow steady stream and mix until incorporated. Fold the egg whites into the batter until no more white appears. The trick is to not deflate too much of the air from the whites. Be gentle.

Using a heart-shaped waffle iron (like this one) cook the waffles until golden. Serve warm or cold, topped with jam & whipped cream. Or cheese.

And the winner is…

The Gastrognome! Congratulations – you have won a free copy of Blood, Bones & Butter. I will contact you by email shortly to  arrange shipment.

Thank you to everyone for entering and sharing your favorite food-related books. I have only read few of the ones you recommended, but am looking forward to diving into several of your suggestions. Below is the list of all your favorites. Several people listed Kitchen Confidential, Tender at the Bone and the Food Lover’s Companion in their Top 3. Also, two different Michael Ruhlman titles made the list.

More Home Cooking by Laurie Colwin

The Debt to Pleasure by John Lanchester

Greens, Beans & Sweet Georgia Peaches by Damon Lee Fowler.

Kitchen Confidential by Anthony Bourdain

Shark’s Fin and Sichuan Pepper by Fuschia Dunlop

The Man who Ate Everything by Jeffery Steingarten

A Homemade Life by Molly Wizenberg

Tender at the Bone by Ruth Reichl

The School of Essential Ingredients by Erica Bauermeister

How I learned to Cook: Culinary Educations from the World’s Greatest Chefs

Culinary Artistry by Andrew Dornenburg and Karen Page

Food Lover’s Companion

Bento Box in the Heartland by Linda Furiya

Like Water For Chocolate by Laura Esquivel

The Reach of a Chef by Michael Ruhlman

Life is Meals: A Food Lover’s Book of Days by James and Kay Salter

The Making of a Chef by Michael Ruhlman

On Rue Tatin by Susan Hermann Loomis

From the opening pages of Chef Gabrielle Hamilton’s memoir Blood, Bones & Butter, you are quickly transported into her childhood world of rope swings, lamb roasts, and small town life in rural Pennsylvania. You can almost hear the clanging of pots and pans as her mother, “who knew how to get anything comestible from a shin or neck of some animal,” cooks for the family of seven on her six-burner Garland stove. Or as her father – a set designer – worked on shows like the Ringling Bros. and Barnum and Bailey Circus, and the kids were allowed to join him on the job and “run up and down mountains of rolled black and blue velour” and “dip our hands into oil drums full of glitter.”

Hamilton’s debut is subtitled, The Inadvertent Education of a Reluctant Chef. From her early days at her mother’s side in the kitchen, through numerous jobs cooking for Manhattan catering companies, and a couple of years spent traveling her way around the world, working in cafes and bars, her education was perhaps inadvertent, but an education nonetheless. She ultimately opened Prune – a small, yet exceedingly popular restaurant in Manhattan’s East Village.

Blood, Bones & Butter is a deeply personal memoir spanning Hamilton’s childhood, through her tumultuous teenage years – when her parents divorce and she is more or less left to fend for herself – to the time she opens Prune and marries an Italian man with whom she’ll ultimately have two children, through annual vacations to Italy where she, in some respects, finds herself.

At times however, Hamilton holds back just enough information for readers to fill in the gaps themselves. It’s much like an experienced chef that never tells you exactly how their signature dish is made. Do you blanch the vegetables first? Was that sherry vinegar I tasted? Other moments are painfully or poignantly vivid, like, “…the oppressive heavy wet burden of snow slides off the roof of my soul in one giant thawing chunk and suddenly I feel clear, light, and permissive,” written when Hamilton reconciles with her mother after 20-some years.

Much like her father, who said, “Everybody else does the bones and makes sure the thing doesn’t fall down. I do the romance,” Hamilton has woven her life’s story and passion for food into an entertaining, engaging, and romantic book. Yes, there are ups and downs. But even when writing about killing rats, scrubbing floors, and discovering human shit on the back stoop of the crumbling space she will ultimately transform into a restaurant, her striking prose draws you in, even if it sometimes leaves you yearning for more. If I could have it my way, Blood, Bones & Butter would not be just one volume, but a trilogy, where Hamilton writes more in depth and fills in some of the gaps for me.

Giveaway!

That’s right, dear readers – I’m giving away a copy of Blood, Bones & Butter. Please leave a comment below listing your Top 3 favorite food books. They can be non-fiction, fiction, memoirs, classics, beach reads, cookbooks, whatever. Just leave your comment by  Thursday, March 10th. A winner will be announced on March 11th by noon, PST.

Disclosure: I received an advanced reading copy of  Blood, Bones & Butter prior to its release from Random House Publishing. I read it and reviewed it for my column in the Seattle Weekly. Then, they sent me another (complimentary) copy upon its release. Two copies! Of a book I’ve already read. That’s good news for you, because one of them can now be yours.

The annual event Cochon555 swept through Seattle Sunday, as part of its annual ten-city tour. The event supports sustainable farming of heritage breed pigs by well…pigging out on them. Much like heirloom tomatoes have a unique flavor that has been bred out of commercially grown, supermarket tomatoes…heritage breed pigs come from centuries-old bloodlines, from a time when pigs were pasture-raised and allowed to forage for food. These breeds are raised by a small number of farms and it is the mission of Cochon 555 to raise awareness of breed diversity and to help farms sustain and expand their business.

We arrived at the Westin hotel downtown and were met with throngs of ravenous, porcine-loving people. The VIP lounge opened at 3:30 and the main event would begin at 5pm. In the lounge, tables were decorated with bouquets of crisp bacon strips that were quickly dispatched. There were oysters on the half shell and a massive spread of cheese for sampling too. Charles Finkel from Pike Brewing weaved through the room with his beer keg backpack contraption and filled empty glasses, in an attempt to convert wine drinkers to beer drinkers. He was pretty successful.

I ended up chatting with a young guy who was standing alone sipping his beer. I’ve watched enough Portlandia to recognize that with his jaunty hat and tattoos, this guy must be from Portland. Turned out, he was a Joseph Wells from Zorn Family Farm in Oregon (near Portland), and one of his pigs – a Tamworth breed – was being cooked by Jason Stratton of Spinasse for the event. Each of the five competing chefs prepared a different breed of pig for the competition. They broke down and cooked the entire pig (that’s one of the first 5s in Cochon555. The other 5s stand for 5 breeds of pig and 5 wineries).

As I stood talking with Joseph and learning about his family’s farm (they also raise sheep, cows and horses – though they don’t eat the horses), two of the other farmers with pigs entered into the competition joined us. Chris Hansen from Mosaic Farms entered a Red Wattle pig that was being cooked by Holly Smith of Café Juanita. Chris wore his Carhartt overalls for the event, but he made up for that with his charm. He proudly showed off photos of his pigs and farm and explained more about the cooperative efforts some farmers in Oregon were committed to.

“Bubba” and Sarah King then joined us – they operate The Collective located in the Willamette Valley. They have only raised four pigs – Old Spot/Poland/Duroc mixed breeds – but one of them was being cooked by Rachel Yang of Joule and Revel. The group drove up together from Oregon and when I asked if they had any bets going, they said yes. If one of their pigs won (well the chef is the winner actually), the other two would have to give him a bag of feed and a “weener pig.” I thought they meant “wiener pig”, like a breed raised just for hot dogs, but that’s just my own fantasy. They meant an 8-week old pig that’s been weened from the sow.

Me and the farmers continued talking as our bacon bouquets and glasses of Pike Brewing beer were refilled. They all had opinions about the various breeds. “Tams” are often referred to as “bacon pigs” for their long bellies. Red Wattles are known for tender meat, and the mixed breed raised by The Collective combines the higher fat ratio of the Old Spot, the sweet meat of the Duroc and the large loin of the Poland. When I asked about Mangalitsa, also known as the “Wooly Pig,” Chris replied, “Oh, Mangalitsas are SO 2007.” This new generation of farmers are young, hip and also able to laugh at themselves.

Cochon555 is really about the eating of course…and FINALLY 5pm rolled around and the doors of the Grand Ballroom opened. The room is enormous and upon entering, you don’t really know where to begin. My first bite was a crespelle with pig’s blood and beets from Spinasse. Jason Stratton cooked up 9 dishes, but was doling them out one at a time, so I had to return to the line multiple times to try others. I moved on to Rachel Yang’s table. The line for her food was growing faster by the minute and I knew I’d need a strategy to make it to all the other tables. I got some food from Yang and then ate it while standing in Ethan Stowell’s line. As I waited to taste Stowell’s pig’s blood ravioli and pork shank donuts (zeppole), I sampled Yang’s pork & kimchi stew with stinky tofu and pork brisket “Reuben” with fennel kimchi.

Winemakers were strategically placed next to the food lines, so as you waited for food, you could at least sample some of the wines. There wasn’t a lot of seating, just tall bistro tables in the center of the room where you could stand and eat. Most of the five competing chefs plated their multiple creations on individual plates, making it a little difficult to juggle both the food and the wine. I appreciated that John Sundstrom from Lark (there to defend his 2010 title) plated his three dishes on one plate. He served miso ginger pork belly with a sticky rice cake, red curry pork and crab sausage and a trotter fritter, which was like a deep-fried square of pork rillette.

Sundstrom’s food was fantastic – but then I tried the food by Holly Smith from Café Juanita. Smith made maltalgliati – a thin pasta cut from the leftover scraps of dough – topped with a pork sugo and honeyed ricotta. There was also a pumpernickel crostini with pork rillette, huckleberry mostarda and tarragon. It was a refreshing, light biteful after tasting so many rich, heavy dishes. But Smith’s coup de gras for me was gelato with bacon brittle. Crunchy bits of bacony brittle were in every spoonful of rich, creamy gelato.

The winner of the event was chosen by a combination of votes by attendees and a panel of judges. As the evening’s main festivities drew to a close, John Sundstrom of Lark was once again crowned “Prince of Pork.” He’ll continue on to the next round of competition at the Food & Wine Classic in Aspen, where he’ll compete against other winning chefs from around the country. Bravo Chef Sundstrom and good luck in Aspen.

You get what you pay for

I came to the realization recently that I spend more on vanilla extract than I do on Bourbon. And I drink pretty good Bourbon.
The thing is, this vanilla extract is really delicious. You don’t really taste the difference in something like chocolate chip cookies, but in custards and caramels you definitely can tell. There is a smoothness to it that really pays off in more delicate desserts. I’ve always used pure vanilla extract, and have long used the Kirkland label one from Costco. It’s affordable, but lately I’ve noticed it has a metallic, bitter taste that a higher quality vanilla does not.

My mother-in-law gifted me this Nielsen-Massey vanilla in my Christmas stocking a few years ago and I’ve been buying it ever since. It’s not cheap, but it’s Madagascar Bourbon vanilla so I can kind of justify the cost. At least Bourbon is somehow involved. If you bake a lot, it’s worth getting the large 32-ounce bottle. It costs about $35, but since the 8-ounce bottle costs $16, the large bottle is a much better value. If you have a baker in your life – or don’t bake that often – the 8-ounce bottle is still worth the price, and makes a nice gift.

Admittedly I’ve spent much more than $35 on a bottle of Bourbon, but I’ve also discovered that most Bourbons I like fall within that price range. The only question that remains is which lasts longer?

The case for the microwave

We’re remodeling our kitchen. In the 12 years since we moved into this house, the kitchen has served us very well. The remodel is largely cosmetic, since we aren’t expanding or moving any walls. Our plan is to update the cabinets, appliances, flooring, and lighting.

For the last couple of weeks, we’ve been slowly dismantling the kitchen. We hope it’s the last thing we demo upstairs before we have to move downstairs entirely. Last weekend we removed the cabinets above the stove. And then…we removed the microwave.

There’s a common foodie battle cry that goes something like, “Oh, we don’t have a microwave.” I too, could live without a microwave. If I had to. Since we are in the process of reexamining how we use our kitchen and how to most efficiently use every square inch of it, I think there is a case for the microwave.

Reason #1: Popcorn. WAIT! I know you can make popcorn on a stovetop. And I did. For YEARS. But I think popcorn in the microwave is vastly superior. It’s fluffier and doesn’t require any oil. I don’t buy the prepackaged stuff. I learned a simple microwave popcorn technique from the Alton Brown show Good Eats. Take a paper lunch sack; add ¼ of popping corn; fold the bag over once and staple twice (the staples don’t have enough metal in them to spark); and zap the bag for 2-3 minutes. It takes 1:48 in my microwave. Add some butter and salt = instant snack.

Reason #2: Reheating meals. We cook a lot. We don’t buy frozen or prepared meals. Sometimes we get Thai take-out. Usually though, we have some leftovers to reheat. Reheating is easy to do on the stovetop and in the case of leftover steak for steak sandwiches, is even preferred. The thing is, if you have a bowl of leftovers, it is easier to just zap it. You don’t need to dirty another dish. I make steel-cut oats in big batches to reheat for quick breakfasts. I can just reheat them in the bowl I am gonna eat them from. I freeze soups in single serving containers that I can reheat in and eat from. To me, the microwave is a more efficient way to reheat meals.

Reason #3: Making potato chips. That’s right bitches, potato chips! The microwave somehow transforms them into the crunchiest, tastiest homemade potato chips I’ve ever had. Try it for yourself.

Reason #4: Knäck. I grew up making these Swedish candies and am completely addicted to them. A couple years ago, I found a microwave version that is a snap. We used to make these in a cast-iron skillet, then used spoons to transfer the molten caramel into little paper cups. Today? I put all the ingredients into a Pyrex, nuke it and pour the caramel with the aid of the handy pour spout. Sure, I only make these caramels a few times a year, but since they are easier to make with the microwave, I may start making them more regularly.

Reason #5: Cooking vegetables. You heard me – vegetables! Vegetables cook in the microwave in less than five minutes. No added fat, just the steam they create in a covered microwaveable container. Even Harold McGee – esteemed food scientist and New York Times columnist– recommends this method for cooking vegetables quickly, without cooking out their nutrients.

Reason #6: Hot cocoa and hot cider. I have a hot water kettle for everything else, but sometimes I want a cup of something warm. Just one cup. It is so easy to pour milk or juice into a mug, zap it for 2-3 minutes and drink. No fuss, no muss.

So, we’ve decided there WILL be a microwave in our new kitchen. Now, the only quandary is WHERE to put it. In the old kitchen, the microwave was mounted above the stove (see photo below). We know we won’t be repeating this set-up. Our house has semi-vaulted ceilings throughout, and smoke and smells waft from the kitchen through the entire house. We need a restaurant-strength hood. I want one so strong it sucks my hair up when it’s running on high speed.

We will likely retrofit one of the new top cabinets on the other side of the kitchen to hold the microwave. The efficiency we are gaining with the new cabinets (better access in the corner cabinets, pull out drawer/shelves, etc) will greatly make up for the small amount of real estate we give up for the microwave.  And, given the reasons above, having a microwave is worth it to us.

Do you think the microwave is an efficient and useful kitchen tool? Vote here.

The view from here…

Things have gotten a little dusty around here…and I’m not just talking about the cobwebs on this blog.


We’re remodeling! We have been in our home for 12 years and have had enough! Enough of the mismatched flooring, the blackened grout, the outdated kitchen, the poor lighting…ENOUGH. So, we dove right in. Two months ago.

Needless to say, we’ve been busy for the last couple of months. We’re still cooking, still dining out, still enjoying life. Things are just a little more hectic these days. I’m still at my day job and Gavin’s still at his. In the evenings though, we’ve been ripping out drywall, making countless trips to the hardware store, revising designs, talking to sub-contractors, and shopping for cabinets and fixtures. Gavin does most of the hard work. He’s the skilled labor. I offer the moral support, but at times I provide the manual labor. I’m the master of the dump run. And hauling wood and concrete to the recycler. And fixing the cocktails.

I am still writing cookbook reviews for the Seattle Weekly. Every week I cook through a couple of recipes in a new book and write about it. It’s a blast and the best parts are that I have a byline and get lots of free cookbooks. They even pay me a little bit. And ask me to write about booze. Or a happy hour.

A couple of week’s ago, after ringing in the New Year, I thought about resolutions and goals for 2011. Surrounded by sawhorses, power tools and dust made it easy to make the first resolution:

  • Finish the remodel

That’s not really a resolution, but it’s along the lines of the resolutions I usually make. I like to make aspirations. Things I want to accomplish or experience in the coming here. This year’s list was pretty short:

  • Blog here more regularly
  • Continue freelancing and get published in a magazine
  • Start curing & smoking meat (think salami, prosciutto, bacon)

There are only four things, but as you can tell, they all pretty much center around food. I hope that means I’ll be here more often. Here to tell you about what I’m craving, cooking and eating.  Here to reveal our new kitchen when the dust settles. Here to share our charcuterie challenges with you. And here to tell a story about food, or drinking, or cooking. I hope you’ll stay tuned for more.

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