Since I'm once again extremely behind in posting stuff, I've decided to start posting random bits more often instead of putting together a whole post. I don't need that pressure of putting together long posts all the time, I tell you. So for the first Bits o' Stuff, I introduce to you, the awesome French invention - Café Gourmand.
Damn, I wish I found out what café gourmand was a long time ago. I always thought it was a gourmet espresso or something, you know, like with whipped cream and sprinkles. But nope, it's a dessert for those who are indecisive, like moi! Café gourmand is basically a bunch of dessert bites with a side of espresso. The above picture came from a random Irish Pub in Paris, yep, Irish pub. And yet, random this Irish pub brought out a macaron, mini crème brulée, and a brownie thing with some cream. How awesome is that!? Much better than whipped cream and sprinkles. Much much better.
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Monday, March 01, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Paris Part 3
Too much awesome food to write about, too little time to write about it. My first night in Paris, many many weeks ago, I met up with one of my old co-workers who is now living there. Lucky duck. We went to Le Bistrot Paul Bert, a perfect French bistro in a perfect French neighborhood. I started my night with a bang, deep fried head cheese with aioli.
Head cheese is awesome. So many textures in one little bite - gelatinous, chewy, meaty, crunchy. The best of all nasty bits rolled in to one, and then fried. Deeply fried.
To counterbalance the hypertension-inducing starter, I got the filet de dorade with cockles and risotto.
The risotto was perfectly cooked, slightly al dente but creamy. It absorbed the flavors of the ocean from the sweet cockles and dorade. I love dorade, it's flaky without being dry. Succulent and delicious. The perfect fish.
I rounded out my first night in Paris with the quintessential Parisian dessert, tarte tatin. Rich and caramel-y, the gooey deliciousness is brightened with the tart creme fraiche-like creme.
The table next to us was drinking a ginormous glass of wine. When I say ginormous, I mean Jolly Green Giant size. He was kind enough to let me take a picture in return, I had to taste the wine. Uh, win-win?
I couldn't leave Paris without having a crepe, or two. Which is exactly what I did during lunch one day, have two crepes, that is.
First up, a tomato, ham, cheese and egg crepe. I am powerless in the presence of runny eggs. I must order them when on the menu. The crepe was simple and delicious.
Really people, the thinness of a crepe is deceptive. One crepe per meal is more than enough. But hey, I was in Paris. I must stuff myself silly every meal. It's a crime not to, I swear. They told me. The food police did. Crepe #2 was a salty butter and caramel crepe, sprinkled with sugar. Enough said. YUM.
Did you know that salty and sweet crepes are made with different types of flour? I didn't. The grittiness of the salty crepe flour stands up well to the robust ingredients. While the softer sugar crepe flour complements the delicate dessert flavors.
Did you know the French drink cider when eating crepes? I didn't know that either. I am in love with the French cider. My favorite part is the cool little pitcher and bowls you drink the cider from. It is not sweet like the British kind, lightly sparkly, so yummy. I must look for it when I'm back in the states!
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Paris Part 2
If one eats foie gras during lunch and dinner in one day, that probably crosses the line between indulgence and extreme excess. I stood firmly in the extreme excess realm in Paris.
I started my day of excess with mulitple croissants and a couple of macarons. Before I had a chance to brush the crumbs off my face, it was time for lunch with my wonderful French colleagues. We strolled over to the lovely A Table, where we were met with some toast with tapenade when we sat down.
Calling this soup doesn't really do it justice. Pureed lentils soup topped with shaved foie gras. Genius? I think yes. Earthy, creamy, and deeply flavorful.
I could have just eaten this for lunch and be satisfied. But why stop there? I didn't, I got the tartare de boeuf instead.
Tartare is one of those dishes that I love but don't eat enough. Probably because I am often disappointed by them - gummy and stringy. But not this one. This one was awesome. The meat was bright and perfectly seasoned. It had the perfect texture, soft and beefy. And the fries, mmmm... the French, they really know their fries.
We went to Cafe la Jatte for dinner that night, where I crossed the line. Cafe la Jatte was designed by Eiffel, as in Eiffel Tower Eiffel. How cool is that?
I started my day of excess with mulitple croissants and a couple of macarons. Before I had a chance to brush the crumbs off my face, it was time for lunch with my wonderful French colleagues. We strolled over to the lovely A Table, where we were met with some toast with tapenade when we sat down.
The perfect bite to begin the meal. I followed up that perfect bite with a bit of soup, sort of.
I could have just eaten this for lunch and be satisfied. But why stop there? I didn't, I got the tartare de boeuf instead.
Tartare is one of those dishes that I love but don't eat enough. Probably because I am often disappointed by them - gummy and stringy. But not this one. This one was awesome. The meat was bright and perfectly seasoned. It had the perfect texture, soft and beefy. And the fries, mmmm... the French, they really know their fries.
We went to Cafe la Jatte for dinner that night, where I crossed the line. Cafe la Jatte was designed by Eiffel, as in Eiffel Tower Eiffel. How cool is that?
After going gaga for the space, I settled down with more foie gras. This time, as a slab with some mango jam. I love foie gras. It you didn't know that before, now you know.
For my entree, I went with something that sounded less unhealthy, the smoked cod with mashed potatoes and pink peppercorn.
Of course this was tasty as well. The cod has a deep smoky flavor which was an interesting and tasty combo with the mashed potatoes. The meat was tender and flaky. The entire dish was brightened up by the crushed peppercorn and the bunch of parsley.
I had the baba au rum for dessert and sampled some cheeses. Stinky raw cheeses, how I love thee.
Rocamadour was a goat cheese, very gamey, almost rich in its gaminess. I liked it a lot but my heart belonged to the Saint Marcellin. Creamy to the point that it sticks to you and stinky in the way that only great cheeses can stink and still make you love it. The perfect way to end a perfect day.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Paris Part 1 - The Pastry Edition
I ate well in Paris, very well, maybe too well. My wonderful coworkers ensured that every meal was better than the last and that I maintained a state of over-satiation at all times. Seriously, I forgot what hunger felt like for those few days in Paris.
I started each day with croissants, as in, I consumed a couple of them before lunch time . Of course I know one is enough, but when there are bags of fresh croissants in various flavors, how do you have just one?
I started each day with croissants, as in, I consumed a couple of them before lunch time . Of course I know one is enough, but when there are bags of fresh croissants in various flavors, how do you have just one?
I usually start with a simple plain croissant. Is there anything better than the perfect croissant? Flaky, airy, buttery. It has just a touch of salt and a touch of sweet. Perfect.
Then I move on to a pain chocolat. The same lovely buttery layers, but kicked up a bit with a slick of chocolate. Sometimes, you just need that slick of chocolate in the morning.
Then there is the almond croissant. I can't decide which I love more. Although the almond croissant is made with day old regular croissants, the soft and chewy texture filled with almond paste makes it a worthy contender for my top 3 favorite pastry. I really can't decide which of the three I love best. Probably why I ate as many as my tummy can possibly hold everyday in Paris.
My birthday coincided with my Parisian trip. Marie, aka the most amazing hostess ever, surprised me with a box of macarons. Macarons = my favorite type of cookies ever. Birthday = awesome.
My favorite in the box were the spiced wine, caramel, and pistachio. I think croissants and macarons should be the fifth food group, i.e. the French pastries group.
My favorite in the box were the spiced wine, caramel, and pistachio. I think croissants and macarons should be the fifth food group, i.e. the French pastries group.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Dinner at Sho Shaun Hergatt
Another birthday dinner with the girls, another crazy extravaganza. This time, it was lovely Hidy's birthday at the beyond flashy Sho Shaun Hergatt. Bling to the third degree. Gorgeous in an 80's big shoulders kind a way.
After squealing excitedly over our hostess (OMG ANTM's Sheena), we settled into our super comfy seats and dove into our pre-amuse - duck terrine, goat cheese sandwiched in wafers, and lobster bisque. I LOVED THEM ALL. Duck terrine was ducky. Goat cheese was goaty. And lobster bisque was lobstery. Yep.
The goat cheese seemed to be whipped since it was this frothy melt-in-you-mouth texture with that pleasant gaminess that only goat cheese can have. The bisque was my favorite. It was pure concentrated ocean/lobster brain flavor in a custardy texture. I nom.
Then came the amuse bouche, a kampachi thing. I think. Some sort of raw yellowtail-like fish that was delicate and delicious.
Our breads were the losers of the night. Both the olive and the regular french were dense and chewy, without that awesome crunchy outside and fluffy inside that you crave from a good french bread. It always baffled me when good restaurants fail at bread. Why?! I implore. This question keeps me up at night. But I supposed the bread was just a vehicle for us to devour the truffle butter. So we each ate two pieces of the failed bread despite all their faultiness. We consumed two dishes of the butter and scoffed at hypertension. Scoff.
For my first course, I followed up the foie gras with more foie gras. Too much of a good thing is good. The millefeuille of foie gras with pain d’epices tuiles and banyuls reduction was awesome. Creamy foie sandwiched between spiced pistachio crackers. According to online sources, banyuls is a wine vinegar. Foie always tastes better with a cut of acid. So I welcomed banyuls to my belly.
Hidy had the house specialty, slow poached egg, cauliflower purée, caviar, gold leaf. The purée was so creamy, silky and nuanced, made even more so by the poach egg. The popped yolk swirled into the purée ever so slowly and the caviar gave it a contrast in texture and umami. I couldn't really taste the gold leaf, but it was pretty!
Cheryl's zucchini blossoms filled with blue prawns with lemongrass, kaffir lime leaf scented sambal had some of my favorite ingredients - zucchini blossoms, prawns, lemongrass, kaffir lime leaf, and sambal. Hmm, I guess that's all of them. I love the use of lemongrass and kaffir lime leaf instead of lemon to brighten the fried blossoms. I also love sambal, but wished it was a bit spicier. The blossoms were perfectly fried. It was light and fragrant. More! I want more!
Jenn's hand picked peekytoe crab with galangal gelée, and santa barbara uni would seem like my favorite dish since my love affair with crab and uni goes back to my past lives. I thought it was tasty but the flavors were a bit too subtle and familiar for such a stunning dish.
My second course was the fennel spiced Chatham cod with beet puree, orange and kaffir lime scented crème. I really enjoyed my fish. The fennel flavor was not shy and added a sweet licorice flavor to the flaky fish. I love cod because it's buttery but has a tasty firm texture.
Hidy's Maine lobster poêlé with English peas, saffron, verjus emulsion was as pretty as it was tasty. The lobster was buttery but had that firm lobster-y texture that show offed the kitchen's awesome skills. I liked the happy brightness of the peas against this very happy bright dish.
Rabbit isn't usually my very favorite protein, but Cheryl's River and Glenn rabbit loins with coco beans, parsnip roesti, natural sauce was cooked well. The rabbit meat almost tasted like it was milk fed. It was silky and moist. I loved the parsnip roesti. I think everyone should replace potato in recipes with parsnip.
Jenn ordered the slow poached halibut with silky celeriac, white asparagus, black truffle. The silky celeriac was awesome. Celeriac has a celery flavor but a starchy texture. So it was as if a whipped mashed potato flavored with celery was plopped on top of a mild and tender fish.
We ended with a cheese course and three desserts. My favorite was the citrus palette with milk chocolate ganache and passion fruit ice cream.
I think I would have loved summer peach soup more if the sorbet didn't completely melt by the time I ate it.
The rest of table thought the chocolate and jasmine inspiration was the best. I thought it was good, but wasn't sure how it was to inspire me.
The cheeses were fine. I never complain about cheese. They came with a honeycomb that was SO tasty. Where have you been all my life, honeycomb!
Before we were rolled out of the restaurant, they bestowed upon us a bunch of petit fours, the best being the salty caramel truffles. Melt in your mouth yummy.
I wasn't too impressed with the macarons and financiers though. Both were suffering from draught.
Surprisingly, I really loved the jellies. They were super soft, not too sweet, and flavorful.
Overall, I really liked Sho Shaun Hergatt. The service was great. The food was beautiful to look at and delicious. Sure, there was pretension abound. But I like the new take on Asian inspired French. I hope they do well and keep up the good work.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Brunch at DBGB
When I heard that Mr. Boulud opened a new restaurant that is closer to my price range, I was pretty darn excited, like going to Disneyworld excited. So this past Sunday, we headed to DBGB for brunch.
The space was humongous and comfy - modern in a familiar way. I entertained myself by reading the quotes about imbibing alcohol etched on the wall-to-wall mirrors in the front room while waiting for my friends. Too bad I wasn't able to entertain myself by imbibing them alcohols since I got there before 12 and NYC has some weird Puritanical legacy that bar bars from selling them alcohols before 12. It's okay, that was remedied in a few.
I am obsessed with watermelons. This year, I discover the joy that is watermelon in a savory preparation. The only thing I can say about that is... OMG WHY DID IT TAKE ME SO LONG TO DISCOVER THIS JOY!?! All those years wasted not eating watermelon in a savory preparation. ALL THOSE YEARS!
I zeroed in on the Chop Chop Salad, with romaine, avocado, red pepper, carrot, watermelon & ginger-sesame dressing. I opted in to top the salad with lobster, since I heart lobsters and since I wanted to cling on to the last vestige of summer - watermelon and lobster. The salad was ok. I appreciate that it was not drenched in dressing, but thought that the dressing itself could have been more flavorful. The ginger flavor was very faint. I almost felt that the dish had an identity crisis - am I Asian-inspired? Am I new American? Poor dish, it's going to grow up confused. The lobster was well cooked. Although I suspect they were left over from other lobster dishes since all I got were claws. I like lobster claws cuz I like all lobsters, but tails tend to have better texture. I also wished there were more watermelon chunks, but then again, I always with wish for more watermelon chunks. I did love the sesame crackers that topped the salad. It had a great sesame flavor and provided a great light crunch.
Cheryl got the cutest looking dish, the asparagus & fried egg with duck prosciutto, cracklins, mustard-egg dressing. This was another dish that seemed to have great potential but was underwhelming. The dish should have been great. Asparagus and soft boiled eggs make such a nice couple. Add on some fried pork skin and duck, how can you go wrong? But the dish also suffered from timidness and follow-thru. The promised mustard flavor was no more than a wisp.
J-me got the cutest sounding dish - Cochon in the Blanket, with chipolata sausage, scrambled egg chive & gruyère cheese. The dish was good, but wasn't anything we haven't tasted. The flavors were good, just nothing innovative. I thought the sausage was tasty, very tender, but the meat and egg ratio was off in my book. The dish could have benefited from a little more sausage. Also, the whole thing could have benefited by some spice - maybe if there were more sausage, the meat could have lend more of its spices to the eggs and balance out the dish. My favorite part of the dish is the crepe topped with melted gruyère that wrapped around the scramble. mmm...
We also shared the roasted peach blintzes. Gotta have dessert, you know. This was probably the favorite of the table. There were no complaints about the sweet ricotta cream and the delicious peaches. It was the perfect amount of sweetness and complemented by the slightly tart, plump, juicy peaches. Yum.
The service was great. They were nice and attentive without overbearing. I do want to go back for dinner sometime and try the awesome sounding burgers and sausages. And I shall.
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