Happy New Year! Well…almost. Before I head out to ring in 2011, I’m putting up the first of several treats I whipped up today. I wound up in charge of dessert for the party I’m going to, so I decided to do one “fruity” thing and one chocolatey one. For the first, I put together a banana cake with caramel icing. The recipe book in which I found this (my trust Southern Cook Book) suggests using a loaf or layer pan, but I love bundt cakes and I figured this dense banana-filled batter would cook well in a bundt pan. I topped it off with a few caramelized bananas and some burnt sugar shards (I got the latter idea from Baked Explorations). Yum! See you next year, with more treats!
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I’ve blogged previously about recipes from my Jewish grandma. I have, however, been remiss in addressing my other culinary heritage. For Christmas, I’m home with my Mom, and I think it’s time to come clean: I’m a pizza bagel. Half Jewish. Half Italian. Actually, half Jewish and one quarter Italian/one quarter Welsh. So, enough with the bagels: it’s time for pizza. This Christmas, in between family time, I’m working a few traditional recipes into our meals, and posting them up here.
In Italian families, it’s traditional on Christmas Eve to eat fish. When big clans get together they’ll often have a “Feast of Seven Fishes.” I did this once with my grandparents and their friends: the feast lasted about 7 hours, with intense numbers of courses and a ridiculous amount of food. Because last night it was just me and my mom, we just made a really nice fish stew. I took the stew out of my mom’s copy of Marcella Hazan’s Classic Italian Cook Book. Marcella, if you haven’t heard of her, is to Italian cooking as Julia Child is to French: she wrote one of the first great English-language cook books for her cuisine – published in 1973.
We chose to do her brodetto di papi – “Dad’s soup.” It’s a simple, flavorful homestyle fish stew. Marcella’s recipe calls for whole fish and for pureeing of fish heads: I am technically on vacation and was simply not up for this. So, to add flavor I substituted Madeira wine for white, and tossed in a tablespoon of baharat. Cross-cuisine blog fusion! It turned out tasty and festive, if I may say so myself. I’m putting both versions of the recipe below (omitting fish heads), so you can try it old-school or modified.
While I was cleaning fish yesterday, my mom was pulling together a panettone – an Italian Christmas bread. This bread has been a feature of my Christmas morning for as long as I can remember, and is largely responsible for making me a little obsessed with candied fruits (I love little surprise chunks of citron, citrus peel, etc.). My mom uses a recipe from the old Vegetarian Epicure: it’s not a family recipe, but I’ve been eating it for so long that it is tradition. It’s not my handiwork, but I’m putting up pictures and recipe anyway – guest food is welcome!
Finally, today I’ve been heading north, so-to-speak, and paying tribute to my Anglo-Celtic heritage by trying my hand at figgy pudding. Yes, the thing from “We Wish You A Merry Christmas.” I got this recipe from my mom’s copy of Craig Claiborne’s New York Times Cook Book: her copy is actually a 1970 edition picked up around that time in Taiwan. The best bit: it’s pirated. Yes, people apparently used to pirate books as well as DVDs. I actually have pirated Taiwanese bound editions of Golden Age Batman and Superman comics my Dad picked up on that same trip. (These volumes are totally the “root” of my comic book geekdom. Thanks, Dad!) About Craig Claiborne, though, if recipe copyrights are dubious/thin, is there really a big problem with a pirated cookbook? Something for my lawyer readers to chew on along with Christmas dinner…
This recipe is from the internet, not from a vintage cookbook…but making your own spice blends is a seriously old-fashioned pastime (and one that I intend to try more, now that I have a nice new coffee/spice grinder). Making your own spice blends is fun, thrifty, and a great way to make your house smell awesome. Spices also make great holiday gifts: I know I already associate cinnamon and nutmeg with this season, so why not send some around! You can easily toss a few tablespoons in small Ziploc baggies and mail them with cards without increasing your shipping costs too much. The spice mix du jour: Barahat, a Middle Eastern seasoning. I like it even more than the better-known za’atar.
I am also working on my food styling/photographing skills, so please give comments and tips!
Bahārāt (Makes about 3/4 cup)
2 tbsp. black peppercorns
2 tbsp. coriander seeds
2 tbsp. cumin seeds
1 tbsp. allspice berries
1 tsp. cardamom seeds
1/2 tsp. whole cloves
4 (3-inch) cassia or cinnamon sticks
2 tbsp. ground sweet paprika
1/2 tsp. freshly grated nutmeg
Grind it all up using a mortar and pestle, spice mill, or coffee grinder. Store in an airtight container for up to 3 months.
Some ideas for using bahārāt:
- Toss it in ground lamb for stuffed eggplant
- Add it to box couscous for extra flavor
- Use it as a meat rub – for beef, chicken, even tofu
- Roll zucchini spears in it and broil for 10-12 minutes
- Cook lentils with it
- Roast squash and use it place of cinnamon
The flip the other day was tasty…but today when I finished my first final and it was freezing out I wanted nothing more than a hot toddy. A classic hot toddy is just hot water, whiskey, and a sugar cube: it’s kind of an old man drink. I spice mine up a little by using honey and lemon juice, and tossing in a few cloves and a cinnamon stick. It’s all very free-wheeling: try it yourself and adjust the ingredients to taste! Maybe start with 3 oz. hot water, 1 oz. whiskey, a half tablespoon of honey, and a squeeze of lemon. Adjust to taste!
In other news: after finishing my exam down at NYU I was wandering around in a daze. My feet, of course, led me to Broadway Panhandler. Which was having a sale. I successfully resisted the lure of new jelly roll pans and Silpats, but I did let myself get a couple of these cute vintagey Duralex glass mugs. I grew up with Duralex glasses and have always found them kind of comforting. Especially when filled with hot toddy.
I spent far long in one room today reading about obscenity (First Amendment exam Wednesday), so partway through the day I decided to go home and make a pie. Making a pie is a great way to re-take control of your life: there’s even a whole movie about it. This Kentucky cookbook I got out of the library has many, many amazing pie recipes – today my inner sassy Southern belle was particularly won over by a Buttermilk Bourbon Pie (hmm…I wonder what ingredient did that).
Two things sealed the deal: 1) the fact that this book said a 9″ full-butter and -cream pie should yield 6 servings, 2) the really bitchy intro: “This is a Kentucky specialty, but most of the recipes for it used too much flour and buttermilk. Finally I hit upon these proportions and we think the pie delicious.” I know I’ve talked about recipe culture before, and about the phenomenon of incremental improvement: this reminds me how much of that improvement is due to sheer bloody-minded competitiveness.
I used a half recipe of my new go-to Vodka Pie Crust. The filling is suuuuper easy – go on and try it for yourself! If pie intimidates you, this is a good place to start. Just channel some Southern belle resolve!
In other news, I think I’m starting to get better at this photo thing…here we have the whole pristine pie:
And an outtake! (Hopefully not blooper reel…)
Buttermilk Bourbon Pie (Serves 10! Not 6!)
1/2 recipe of your fave pie crust
3/4 c. sugar
3 tbsp. flour
3 tbsp. melted butter
1 1/2 c. buttermilk**
3 tbsp. bourbon
Nutmeg and powdered sugar for dusting
1. Preheat your oven to 450. Roll out your pie crust, place it in a 9″ pan, prick the bottom a few times with a fork, and place in the freezer for about 10 minutes. Bake for 10 minutes, remove, and cool while you make the filling. Reduce the oven temperature to 375 degrees.
2. Beat the eggs with the sugar until fluffy and light yellow (the sugar grains should have dissolved). Add the flour, one tablespoon at a time, stirring a few times between additions.
3. Pour in the buttermilk, bourbon, and butter, beat until blended, and pour into the crust (don’t worry, it’s supposed to be kind of runny – it’s a custard, and will firm up in the oven).
4. Place the pie in the oven and bake about 25-30 minutes. The custard should be firm, but a little jiggly in the middle.
5. Remove from oven, cool, and dust with a mixture of nutmeg and powdered sugar.
**If you don’t have buttermilk or don’t want to buy it, you can make your own: just add 1 tbsp. white vinegar to milk and let it set for 5 minutes and it’ll curdle right up.
Some of you may have noticed either or both of the following on this blog: 1) I own a copy of a 1960s bartending guide and have not yet made anything out of it, 2) I love bourbon. My roomie finished her first final today and we’re both sitting inside being warm and cozy and I started thinking…let’s be warmer and cozier, Mad Men style. Enter: Mr. Boston’s Hot Brandy Flip recipe. I don’t have any brandy around, so I decided to use bourbon: I’ve had whiskey substituted in hot drinks before (including an awesome Hot Buttered Rye at Rye Restaurant in Williamsburg) and I thought it might turn out well. Boy was I right. This drink is like more grown-up, boozier take on eggnog. It is the Jon Hamm to eggnog’s Justin Bieber. Yum.
Hot Bourbon Flip (Makes one drink)
1 tsp. powdered sugar
1 1/2 oz. bourbon
2/3 c. milk, heated to a simmer
Shake or whisk the egg, sugar, and whiskey until frothy. Pour in the hot milk and sprinkle a little nutmeg on top.