i am obsessed with all things french right now - especially cooking. i am reading two books about french cooking and i just ordered julia child's famous cookbook
"mastering the art of french cooking."
in honor of one of my childhood heroes - hell, present day hero - i attempted two of julia's recipes recently. (did you know she didn't even start cooking, like at all, until she was 36?! f'n amazing.)
anyways, two frenchy recipes a la julia child: oeufs en crocotte and potage parmentier.
aka, fancy french eggs and simple french soup.
first, the eggs.
to start i buttered four ramekins and layered a lil' cheese on the bottom. now, since it was not yet payday and i was low on provisions i didn't have any fancy cheese. all i had was this:
a weight watchers cheese stick that kp left for me a few days back.
it's not gruyere (which i have since used and is absolutely heavenly) but hey - ya' work with what ya' got. so instead of foregoing cheese i cut up a cheese stick. i'm not too proud.
then i cracked an egg right into each ramekin.
then i topped each one with about 1 1/2 TBLs of heavy cream, a lil salt and pepper and the rest of the cheese stick.
i put them in a baking dish and poured boiling water into the dish until it reached about halfway up the ramekins.
a water bath if you will.
then i cooked them in a 375 degree oven for about 15 minutes.
man oh man. mmmm. mmmm. mmmm.
again, due to the low provisions i only had two pieces of (almost stale) bread and one was the heel. i gave my guest the whole slice and i took the heel. this was fucking killer. really, really killer. i have made these like 4 times since this virgin voyage. i have used gruyere, blue cheese and i hope to use spinach in the bottom one of these days.
make these eggs now. right now.
on to the soup - potage (not "portage." sheesh!) pamentier.
it's a combo of like the simplest ingredients but it is pretty kick ass when they come together. all you need is potatoes, leeks, water, salt and pepper and a lil' heavy cream. no joke.
so i chopped the potatoes into cubes (skins on) and washed and chopped the leeks.
then they went into my stock pot with like 3 or 4 cups of water and salt and pepper.
this simmered about 45 minutes or so until the potatoes were fork tender. this is at about twenty-five minutes.
once the pots are tender you mash everything in the stock pot with a fork or potato masher. then right before serving you stir in a lil' heavy cream.
i topped the soup with a lil' shredded gruyere and some fresh chopped parsley. we also had some goat cheese so we spread it on some toasted french bread as an accompaniment. délicieux!
since you can't fill up on potage parmentier alone (and the eggs were long gone since we ate them around 9am) we also had a rump roast.
oh man. look at this baby. dumas never disappoints.
mike was in charge of the entree and side dishes (my sole responsibility was the soup) and he rubbed the roast down with salt and pepper and then poked a few garlic cloves into slits all around it.
this went into a 275 oven to roast for several hours. in the meantime he made an awesome sauce with chopped mushrooms and pearl onions.
i'm not sure what all was in there but it cooked on really low heat for a really long time and was freakin' delicious.
we also had a lil' braised cabbage to round the meal out.
all in all last saturday was a culinary delight!
we all know that french cuisine is pretty much where it's at. book after book i come across french techniques and dishes that likely taste as beautiful as they sound. the two very best restaurants i ate at in san francisco were french bistros.
portage parmentier, bifteck saute au beurre, puree de pommes de terre a l'ail, boeuf bourguignon, coq au vin. don't all of those sound absolutely amazing? they probably taste wonderful but i have no idea what they are!
well, that is not entirely true. i can use the ol' context clues and photographs and descriptions help as well. but that isn't good enough. i want to KNOW what all of these dishes are just by reading the name.
so, i signed up for a french class. beginning french 101.
so far i can tell you who i am, (je m'appelle erratic epicurean), how i'm doing (je vais tres bien, merci!) and what time it is (il est neuf heure moins le quart).
whew. learning french is difficult. a friend suggested i practice speaking it with fluidity and to avoid sounding guttural. i told her i was guttural by nature but i'd do my best.
now onto something that isn't french but rather italian. spaghetti and meatballs. well, maybe that is more an american spin a la chef boyardee but i'm rolling with it.
i've been eating a lot of spaghetti. why? it is cheap. very cheap. i can cook up some noodles and make my sauce from scratch for less that $5 and eat it all week. do i enjoy doing this all the time? no. of course not. but frugality is climbing higher and higher up on my list of priorities.
so, spaghetti it is. i thought to spice things up a little i'd make some meatballs. mmmmm. i had some ground beef and i picked up some ground pork as well.
some saturday mornings i tune into america's test kitchen on PBS and i learned a little trick regarding moist, delicious hamburgers. i thought i would employ it with meatballs and after surfing the interwebs for a few recipes i discovered that several others were onto this trick - milk.
i mixed up about 1/2 c. milk and 1/2 c. breadcrumbs and put it aside while i chopped some onions and parsley. i added the chopped veggies, the meat and some salt, pepper and red pepper flakes to the thick milky bread mix. then i rolled lil' meatballs.
some recipes fried the meatballs on the stove top in a lil' oil and others baked them in the oven. i decided to try both ways.
i quickly learned that like all frying this caused a mess. a mess i did not feel like dealing with. i stuck the remaining meatballs in the oven.
i made my sauce - you've seen it before - and added about 7 or 8 meatballs to it once they had cooked about 30 minutes in the oven. i kept them in the sauce on low for about 10 more minutes.
then i boiled some acme brand angel hair pasta and toasted a lil' bread and voila!
well, it's all over. good bye christmas. good bye 2008. on the food front the holidays appear to have been a huge success. my jams, sauces and cookies seemed to go over very well. i made parmesan toasts for my christmas eve appetizer and those were a mega hit (they always are. thanks diane!). then i hooked my family up with a sheet pan of duck fat potatoes and homemade irish cream for their coffee on christmas morning. then today the mother of all holiday dishes - pork and sauerkraut. mmmmmm.
i LOVE pork and sauerkraut. pork, big surprise huh? i woke up several new year's mornings at the barton household to the smell of diane's killer pork and sauerkraut. oh, it was soooooo good. i remember my dad used to make it to but since he doesn't read this i'll go ahead and admit that the barton pork and sauerkraut was much, much better. this year i attempted to recreate it and i think i was pretty damn close.
i headed out to duma's the other day to pick up a kick ass pork roast. man, i love that place. i got a 7 1/2 lb. custom cut pork shoulder for $12. $12!!! they sell t-shirts now that say, "friends don't let friends buy grocery store meat" and my god it is the truth. please, make the drive. pick up some homemade sausage and bacon while you're out there. mmmmmmm.
so the pork roast. big. fantastic looking. i also grabbed two packs of sauerkraut and a 5 lb. bag of russet potatoes and then i had all the elements for what i knew was going to be a killer new year's dinner.
this morning i put salt and pepper on the roast and laid it fat side up in a lovely bed of kraut. i covered it in foil and it cooked at 300 degrees from about 9:00 am to 3:30 pm. my apartment smelled soooooooooooooooooooo good. and the pork just fell apart. happy new year's indeed!
since i had damn near 8 lbs. of pork and 5 lbs. of mashed potatoes i invited some peeps over. we sipped champagne, beers and super potent french roast and pigged out on pork to "the bad news bears" and the mother of all new year's movies, "four rooms." ("there's a big fat needle from god knows where, stuck in my leg, infecting me with god knows what....")
the large salad that aNw brought was just the icing on the cake. the cool, crisp finish to a huge plate of new year's tradition. i like to make a potato volcano and then fill it up with the pork and the sauerkraut and then i stir it all up. oh, that is the only way to eat it. mmmmm.
so i didn't catch the meal early on but i did snap a photo after we all mauled it.
happy new year's! i hope your 2009 is a good one!