Dinner project: Sukiyaki

November 14th, 2011

It’s getting colder now, so it’s time to start making hot pots! One of my favourites is sukiyaki, a hearty salty-sweet meal that’s homey and comforting. My mom gave me a nice clay hot pot a few years ago, but you can use a wok or maybe a sauce pan or something. My mom does it properly and cooks it at the table on a portable burner, but I usually just make it on the stove.

The meat in sukiyaki is a thinly-sliced beef. I like to put in some hakusai (napa cabbage), shiitake mushrooms, enoki mushrooms (so good!), firm tofu, konnyaku noodles, and green onion. All ingredients (except the beef) should be cut into bite-sized pieces. T&T makes all the ingredients very easy to get, which wasn’t the case when I was growing up. Instead of konnyaku noodles, we had to use rice vermicelli, which is just not the same. And forget about getting enoki mushrooms! We are so very lucky these days.

I start by cooking the hakusai in a soup made of about a cup of water (use the mushroom water if you are using dried shiitake), a half cup of soy sauce, a tablespoon of sugar, and a quarter cup of mirin. This is all approximate, of course. Adjust to taste. I don’t like mine too sweet. Add the other ingredients. If you are cooking at the table, you can save the meat for last and cook it to your desired done-ness, shabu-shabu style. I usually just chuck it in at the last minute so I can get it all medium-rare.

All the flavours get rich and delicious. Serve with hot, fresh Japanese rice. Traditionally, you dish out each portion into a bowl of beaten raw egg, which gives everything an added creaminess. However, if you are weird about raw eggs, I understand. Your call. I’ve been eating raw eggs all my life and never had a problem. Either way: so delicious! I’m ready for winter!

Buttermilk biscuits

September 11th, 2011

Last weekend I made The Best Chocolate Sheet Cake Ever. It involved buttermilk, which only comes in half-litres. I’m a bit lactose-intolerant, so I rarely have or use regular milk, much less buttermilk. But I spotted it in the fridge this morning and didn’t have the heart to just pour it down the sink. But what could I make with it? Something not cake– it was, as promised, a very good cake, but there are only two of us and it took us nearly a week to eat it all. It doesn’t fit in with the long-term plan of being able to fit into my pants. I’ve gained a little weight over the past year, but I’d rather not go out and buy new pants if I can just exercise a little and use the old ones.

Anyhow, pancakes? Nope. I used all the eggs last week and forgot to get new ones. But biscuits are a nice breakfast that don’t require eggs. Buttermilk biscuits! I cracked the ol’ Joy of Cooking to get a basic recipe. It’s really fast and easy.

A cup and 3/4 of flour, a teaspoon of salt, two teaspoons of baking powder and a half a teaspoon of baking soda are mixed together, then about a quarter cup of cold butter is cut into it, pastry-style (I should’ve used the food processor!). Then a cup of buttermilk is mixed in, then the dough is turned out and very briefly kneaded. Roll it out, cut into circles and bake in a 450F oven for 10 minutes.

Fresh out of the oven, biscuits are sooo good. I served mine with jam and a glass of soy milk. Haha!

Dinner Project: Falafel

August 31st, 2011

Some of us around here are donair addicts. It’s terrible, because we live not even a block away from a donair place. Some days, there’s nothing like a donair that fills your stomach like a sack of cement, sopping with sweet sauce of course.

After a whole year of last-minute donair meal plans, I had to stop. I need to take a break. So now I do falafels instead. It’s light(er), and possibly vegan (if you do tahini instead of tzaziki). And here’s the thing: you can make it at home!

A quick wander through the new neighbourhood Superstore yesterday led me to find not only a falafel mix, but organic falafel mix. An hour and a half later (what? I wanted to check out the new Joe Fresh stuff.) I had the makings of a pretty nice, inexpensive, more-or-less healthy dinner.

I just followed the instructions on the box: mix appropriate amounts of falafel mix with the corresponding quantity of water, let it sit 10 minutes. The form into little patties and fry in oil. Easy. I stuffed some whole grain pitas with about three falafel patties, lettuce, tomatoes, red onion, and a schmear of tahini. Delicious! And it took something like 15 minutes to make. Mmm. I bet I have enough for another round tonight…

Project Nim

July 22nd, 2011

The EIFF had a fundraising preview screening of Project Nim last night, so my friend Alexis and I went to see it.

It’s basically the story of Nim Chimpsky, a baby chimpanzee who was raised by humans as a language experiment. It’s heartbreaking: he is taken away from his mother at two weeks, then moves from home to home until basically no one wants him anymore. The scientist who headed the study, Herb Torrance, has questionable methods and motives, and most of his teachers eventually leave the experiment due to Nim’s increased aggression. Nim’s story is told through archival material, interviews, and re-enactments. The filmmakers didn’t want to perpetuate the exploitation of apes by hiring an animal performer, so in the re-enactments, they use animatronics, puppetry, and a human actor.

I’ve always had an interest in primatology, and the more I learned about it, the more troubled the field seemed to me (at least in the early years). The practice of it is weirdly gendered (“Leakey’s Angels”, anyone?) and it’s weighted down with a lot of cultural baggage in terms of a Western attitude about animals. It’s almost racialized– in fact, the paternalistic attitudes towards primates have eerie echoes in the way that aboriginal people are often treated. When Nim was first taken away from his family, I thought about residential schools. I’m actually surprised at how the researchers went about their study: after all, language can’t really be isolated from culture, and it could definitely be argued that chimps have culture. The research takes no account of the way chimps might perceive the world in the first place.

What is striking is that, though Nim doesn’t speak at all, the interviews with those who were close to him reveal that Nim had a great observational power, and that he probably understood more than he was able to express with his limited vocabulary of signs. He seemed to sense that his first human “family” was fraught and tense: a blended family including a patriarch whose supremacy was being challenged by a wife who made unilateral decisions, including the one that brought Nim under their roof. He understood the relationships between his caregivers, manipulating them to get out of situations he found uncomfortable.

Never once does anyone consider that a human house might be the opposite of a good environment for a chimp. Why do they not move humans into a chimp’s natural habitat instead? It’s horrible what they put him through. It really makes you think about those who are vulnerable to the whims of dominant society: children, the poor, the uneducated, animals, and even threatened natural spaces. As their protectors, don’t we have some responsibility towards their welfare?

Nim’s story is hard to watch, but everyone should see it.

Smoothies

June 23rd, 2011

This is for the guy on Twitter who asked me for smoothie recipes: I don’t have one.

But I love them! That $6 smoothie from the mall is good, but let’s face it. SIX DOLLARS. SMOOTHIE. Criminal! They’re so simple, too. You don’t need a recipe. It’s more conceptual: you need fruit and you need liquid. You’ll be drinking about a cup and a half of it, so maybe try half fruit, half liquid, then blend? It’s funny because normally I love recipes! Certainty feels good! But in this case, you have to do the thing where you do what FEELS right. You can be like a celebrity chef and BAM!

I’ve been using frozen berries (You know those 5 lb boxes of blueberries you can get at the farmers market? Now that I have a deep freeze, we are ON IT.). I like yogurt for the creaminess, maybe a little scoop of sorbet if you like. Experiment! I don’t add any sweetener, but you could if you wanted to. It’s a good way to get those nutritional supplements in, too. Flaxseed oil or something. Wheat grass?  I don’t know! Just keep an eye on measurements, otherwise you end up adding a little of this and that you have way too much (can it be frozen? I bet it can).

Vegan Buttercream

June 19th, 2011

Thankfully, it’s not only possible but it’s delicious. But take note! Margarine is sneaky. Most brands have whey, which is a dairy ingredient. Some brands also have gelatin, which is animal collagen.

Most recipes seem to call for some shortening, but quite frankly, that’s disgusting. So I just used an entire cup of vegan margarine, creamed it with my mixer, then added about 3 cups of powdered sugar, then mixed it some more. It looks a little questionable at this point, but don’t worry. You add a couple teaspoons of vanilla, then a tiny bit of soy or rice milk while beating until it’s smooth.

Lick the beaters.

Vegan Chocolate Cake

June 19th, 2011

I have vegans in my family, but that doesn’t mean they have to go without the good stuff. I’m in charge of some baking for Father’s Day/everyone’s birthday (seriously: two of my siblings were born today, and my brother in law. Plus we skipped my dad’s birthday earlier this month ’cause he was out of town). My sister, who turns 40 today, gave me this recipe. it’s very easy and very good. I make this instead of regular chocolate cake. It’s better!

Combine dry ingredients: 1 1/2 cup flour, 1 cup sugar, 1/3 cup cocoa, 1 tsp baking soda, 1/2 tsp salt. Sift together, or do as I do and just mix it a lot, anxiously, in the hopes that it’s as good as sifting. I’m using whole wheat flour today. Wish me luck!

Then mix liquids: 1 cup warm water, 1 tsp vanilla, 1/3 cup vegetable oil (I used olive), and 1 tsp apple cider vinegar. Mix the liquids into the dry ingredients, pour into a greased cake pan (I used olive oil), and bake half an hour at 350F. I’ll probably skip the icing. I’m not that advanced. I suppose I can make a buttercream with margarine. Off I go to get margarine!

Anyhow, it’s perfect. Can’t wait til Father’s/Birthday dinner!

Dinner Project: Glico Curry

June 18th, 2011

When it’s cold and gloomy and I feel terrible about myself, I need to eat Japanese food. Most people think of the very expensive stuff when they think of Japanese food, but there is a world of typical Japanese things that are everyday, home-cooking comfort foods. Of course, I love sushi and tempura and all that too, but this is the stuff that my mom made for us growing up. It’s unglamourous, but hey. I’m not judging when you dump a can of baked beans in with your Kraft Dinner.

Glico curry is a sweet, unspicy (even the Hot kind has no bite to it whatsoever), creamy bastard cousin to anything that might legitimately call itself a curry. But what do you expect from a company that is better known as the maker of Pocky? It’s also cheap. For about $4, you can make enough curry sauce to feed a family. Or one person, over the course of several days (Aaron doesn’t like Glico Curry!).

Follow the instructions. It’s not difficult. I usually just put in potato, onion, carrot, and pork. Anything more than that seems overcomplicated, though I usually double the quantities. Something seems off about only putting one medium carrot, one onion, and one potato! Four is better. And twice as much meat, preferably kind of fatty. You’re boiling everything, so a little fat keeps it from getting too boiled-meaty. Serve with hot rice. My mom usually has some pickled ginger on hand (the savoury kind, not the kind served with sushi), but I always forget.

Sweet, gravy-like Glico Curry! So comforting! I can (and do!) eat it for  whole week!

OMG Rhubarb!

June 9th, 2011

The house I now live in once housed a little old lady. She liked owls and the colour green. And like most little old ladies, she grew rhubarb. Planted it, on purpose, pretty much in the middle of my backyard. And it’s very happy there.

So happy! It’s huge! And I wasn’t sure what to do with it. I mean, I’ve had rhubarb pie before, and I like it fine. There is rarely a pie I disapprove of. But this freakishly large plant is so daunting, and isn’t it somewhat poisonous? And, bleah, cooking stuff. I haven’t been in the mood. A strange admission for a food writer, but yeah.

In any case, I got a cheap pair of garden shears and I whacked it to bits, discarding the perilous leaves (and leaving them in an ugly pile in my garden. Martha Stewart, I ain’t.) Once safely indoors, I washed the stems and chopped them into 2 cm bits. Most recipes recommend boiling them in their own juices, which is a freaky thing. You just throw all the pieces into a pot with about a half cup of sugar and let it sit for a while until they BLEED. Then you can turn up some heat until it boils for a bit, then turn down the heat to simmer (covered) until the bits are soft. Taste it to see if it’s sweet enough for you. Then let it cool some. In fact, let it cool and put it in a tupperware and refrigerate it. Yeah.

It’s tangy and sweet. My mom gave me some rhubarb compote just like this and said it that she eats it on ice cream. This is very good. You can also stir some into plain yogurt, or blend it into a smoothie. But my very, very favourite thing that I ate it with was pork chops. Oh myyy! So much better than apple sauce!

Did I mention that rhubarb is very high in fibre and (aside from the half cup of sugar) is pretty healthy? Oh, and that plant in my yard has grown back its severed stalks, and then some. I don’t think I hurt it one bit.

Restaurant review: El Rancho

May 19th, 2011

We are exceptionally lucky to have this very excellent Salvadorean restaurant mere blocks away. It’s incredible food (and most things come with a salad– this is a pet peeve, ordering a meal that doesn’t come with a vegetable. I mean, really!) and the prices are reasonable. Also, I didn’t mention that they will make most of the meat dishes vegetarian if you ask. Our neighbourhood also hosts an annual Pupusa Festival, too. My neighbourhood is awesome.

http://www.edmontonjournal.com/life/Rancho+inspires+craving/3730324/story.html