Winter beauties
By Ann | January 26, 2012
I have a silly new hobby. Lately, I’ve been buying vegetables at the market, bringing them home and photographing them. I know, it’s crazy. But doesn’t Mother Nature seem impossibly beautiful sometimes?
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Tempura udon
By Ann | January 24, 2012
Because I work alone, at home, lunch is often crackers and peanut butter eaten at my desk. But sometimes I just need to Get. Out. Of. The. House. That’s where tempura udon comes in handy.
Kunitoraya is situated on a block of rue Sainte-Anne that hosts all the other Japanese noodle joints that have mushroomed in Paris. I tend to avoid these places because I can’t distinguish the good from the bad, but a friend brought me here and I’ve since claimed it as my own lunch spot, the place I come to eat alone. Here, I can slip into an anonymous stretch of counter and not feel punished by a table set for two.
There are many options on the menu, but I also seem to order the same thing: fat udon noodles paired with shrimp and vegetable tempura. It sounds simple, but the way you eat it is very particular; I had to ask for directions the first time I tried it.
First, you prepare your dipping sauce, adding sesame seeds, grated daikon, ginger, scallions, and a quail egg to a broth made of dashi, mirin and soy sauce.
Then, you remove an udon noodle from its bath of hot water and dip it into your special sauce, before slurping it up. The tempura also gets dipped in the same sauce. The noodles are fat and squidgy, the tempura hot and crunchy, and both are brightened by the smoky, gingery tang of dashi/soy sauce.
Perhaps it takes a bit longer, and requires a bit more skill, than your average meal, but all the dipping and noodle maneuvering is part of the fun. Plus — since you’re eating alone, there’s no one to notice if you accidentally spatter yourself.
Kunitoraya
39 rue Sainte-Anne
75001 Paris
tel: 01 47 03 33 65
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Year of fire
By Ann | January 20, 2012
Happy Chinese new year! Monday, January 23, marks the year of the dragon. If your age this year is a multiple of 12, you may want to consider buying some red underwear. Thankfully, I can finally retire mine.
Whatever your undergarment needs, remember that eating noodles and dumplings brings long life and wealth. I hope you find some like these…
Vegetable dumplings
Dan dan noodles
Wontons in red oil
Xiao long bao (soup dumplings)
The soup is inside the dumpling. How it gets there is one of life’s greatest mysteries. (Not really, but humor me.)
I took the photos above at the incomparable Din Tai Fung. When are they going to open one of these in Paris?
P.S. Here are my homemade dumplings filtered through Instagram.
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What you’re looking for
By Ann | January 17, 2012
I try to hide it, but the truth is this: I’m kind of a techno-phobe. But recently, with the help of web consultant extraordinaire, Jenny Beaumont, I updated a few things on this blog — and made an interesting discovery. Do you know what the number one web search query is that leads people to this blog?
Meatballs.
Meatballs?!
Not “France,” “Paris,” or even “Chinese food.” Meatballs.
I’ve only written about meatballs once, back in 2007 when this blog had barely cut teeth.
But, I do make meatballs all the time — I just don’t write about them. Meatballs are my husband’s favorite food. If I even think about meatballs, he starts grating Parmesan. I make them to celebrate his birthday, promotions at work, or simply life itself. Because life without meatballs is not a life worth living (according to him). I make them so often, it never even occurred to me to share the recipe.
Apparently, you know what I’m cooking better than I do.
Here, then, chers amis, is my recipe for meatballs. They take longer to prepare than your average weeknight meal — an hour and a half, or so — so I usually make them on Sunday nights. We eat half with spaghetti, and the other half the following night with polenta. Now you know all my secrets.
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Carnet de cuisine
By Ann | January 13, 2012
A few months ago I had dinner with a French friend and he showed me something really cool — his mother’s dinner party notebooks. For years — decades, even — ever since she was a young bride, his maman has kept a record of every dinner party she’s ever thrown: guest list, menu, recipes. As a result, she knows exactly what she’s served to whom — which means she never serves her friends the same thing twice. It’s madly meticulous. It’s wildly painstaking. It’s marvelous.
Of course, once I saw it I had to start one, too. In my kitchen notebook, I keep track of guest lists, menus, and seating charts; sometimes I even draw little pictures of the food. Is this hopelessly geeky? I fear you’ll never think of me in the same way again.
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New cookbooks
By Ann | January 10, 2012
Lucky girl that I am, I received quite a haul of new cookbooks for Christmas. Here’s what I’m cooking from these days:
Since I live in a cave (apparently) I’d never even heard of Nancy Silverton’s chic pizzeria, Mozza, until I was in Southern California last month and read this Los Angeles Times review of the new Orange Country branch. I immediately tried to book a table but rave LA Times review + holiday season + short notice = no luck. Happily, my dad employed the age-old philosophy — “Give your daughter a pizza and you feed her for a day, give her the Mozza cookbook and you feed her for a lifetime” — and I found a copy under the tree. The book’s pizza dough recipe is tailored to the home cook, including two pages of step-by-step tutelage that I hope to try one day (after gathering the required patience and equipment). For now, I’m sticking with the pastas. I’ve already made the cacio e pepe – linguine with Pecorino cheese and black pepper — which was satisfying but a little too oily (this recipe seems more promising). Next up: short pasta with guanciale, tomato and spicy pickled peppers. I also have my eye on the braised short ribs with horseradish gremolata and polenta — perfect winter comfort food.
Because I’m a hypochondriac, I tend to eat several vegetarian or vegan meals a week. A girl can only eat so much tofu stir-fry, however, so when I read about this natural foods cookbook here, I immediately started dropping Christmas hints (thanks to my husband, for listening to me!). Super Natural Every Day is full of unfussy, fast, wholesome and satisfying recipes that seem perfect for weeknight cooking. Though my first foray was a little disappointing — I made the black pepper tempeh with cauliflower, garlic, ginger, and cane sugar (turns out I don’t like tempeh — too pasty) — I’m excited to experiment with the lunch and snack recipes. Things I want to try: Spinach chop (with hard-boiled eggs, garlic, almonds, and harissa), little quinoa cakes, chickpea wraps (whole wheat lavash, celery, dill, mustard), white beans and cabbage, potatoes and parmesan.
On the other end of the healthiness spectrum is this collection of recipes from Martin Ginsburg, the late husband of Ruth Bader Ginsburg, which was produced as a tribute to him by the other spouses of the Supreme Court. The recipes are mostly French (or Frenchified), made luscious with heaps of butter and cream. I hope to try the potato gratin and dark chocolate mousse — but not in the same meal. My favorite part of the book, however, are the remembrances about the cook himself, who seemed like an open-hearted, warm, intelligent and generous person. For example, here’s a quote from his son: “My father loved to repeat my sister’s line about the division of labor in our family: ‘Mommy does the thinking and Daddy does the cooking.’” The book is available at the Supreme Court Historical Society website; you can also read an article about it here.
Did you receive any cookbooks for the holidays? I’d love to hear!
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Galettes and other greetings
By Ann | January 6, 2012
I can’t believe I almost forgot to post today about one of my favorite pâtisseries: la galette des rois!
Today is Kings’ Day, which means aspiring royals all over France will be tucking into frangipane-filled puff pastry, hoping to find the fève in their slice. The lucky recipient is crowned king or queen for the day. For more information on this flaky (in the pastry sense) tradition, check out these previous posts.
Also — after all that talk about holiday cards in my previous post, I wanted to share mine with you:
These sentiments join my heartfelt greetings expressed in my new quarterly newsletter, which I launched yesterday! Read all about my book launch in Rome, adventures and restaurant tips in la France profonde, a recipe for bean soup, and lots more in the first edition.
Meanwhile, we have friends coming round for dinner tomorrow, so I’m off to poach some pears in red wine. Happy Kings’ Day to you all — and bon weekend!
Topics: A year in a French market: Winter, Uncategorized | 10 Comments »
On beans and the new year
By Ann | January 3, 2012
I’ve been writing and receiving cartes de voeux over the past few weeks — I send New Year’s cards because I’m ecumenical like that — and one of the things I’ve noticed is the difference between French and American messages. My American friends and I tend to offer best wishes for good health, happiness, perhaps even prosperity. My French friends have, without exception, wished me a productive year, filled with rewarding projects.
I don’t think it’s any secret that I love projects. As a freelance writer, I have to be pretty self-motivated, or risk losing entire months down the Internet black hole. One of my biggest projects for 2012 is to finish writing my new book. But I also have smaller plans like cleaning up my window box garden, reading more French murder mysteries, and scouring flea markets to outfit our new postage stamp apartment. And cooking, of course. Cooking is a constant series of small, satisfying, occasionally messy and/or delicious projects.
Now that it’s winter, one of my cooking projects has been beans. I was inspired by my recent trip to Rome to cook more dried beans — they taste better than canned, and are better for you, too. But after many pots of failed beans, I grew frustrated. Even after hours of soaking and cooking, why did they always retain a hard, crunchy center?
A bit of research and I turned up a possible explanation: hard water. Minerals in water can affect whether or not beans soften. Paris water is hard enough to leave chunky deposits in my tea kettle. I tried cooking a pot of beans in bottled water et voilà — perfect tenderness.
Now that I have the basics down, I can’t wait to launch several new bean-cooking projects, including pasta e ceci (Italian pasta and chick peas), and a soup of white beans/garlic/chili/escarole (pictured). (The recipe for the latter, by the way, is available in my newsletter, which I’m sending out this week — I hope you’ll subscribe!) They join the other recipes I want to make this year: ricotta gnudi, seven-hour lamb, white pizza with clams, to name but a few — food to be savored slowly with friends and family, bite by bite, which is another one of my projects this year.
Bonne année, mes amis.
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Joyeuses Fêtes!
By Ann | December 23, 2011
Chers amis, happy holidays!
And greetings from Southern California where I’ve hopped to spend a white (if by white, you mean the color of my skin) Christmas with my family.
May 2012 bring you much happiness, good health, absorbing books and delicious meals shared with all the people you love. And, as always, thank you for reading my blog — I love sharing my adventures with you. I’ll see you again soon, in the new year!
Gros bisous,
Ann
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Artichokes of Rome
By Ann | December 19, 2011
Wandering around Rome recently, I noticed a few things:
1) Winter in Rome makes Paris seem like a gulag. The sun shines bright and strong (except when it rains), and the temperatures are mild enough for year-round gelato consumption.
2) Romans seem to have infinite reserves of patience for children and non-Italian-speaking tourists (i.e. me).
3) It’s artichoke season.
I ate them on pizza…
I ate them alla giudia, that is, twice-fried in olive oil…
And I ate them in pasta with guanciale, a type of salt-cured bacon made from pork cheeks.
In Paris, we have to wait until spring to see these spiky globes in the market. In Rome, they’re already ready for the eating (and eating, and eating).
Pizzarium (pizza)
Via della Meloria, 43
tel: 39 06 3974 5416
Piperno (alla giudia)
Monte di Cenci, 9
tel: 39 06 6880 6629
Flavio al Velavevodetto (pasta)
Via di Monte Testaccio, 97
tel: 39 06 574 4194
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