Monday, September 27, 2010

Summer's End

It's almost cruel of me to post a recipe for peaches now that we have (finally) crept into fall, but this one is so good that I just couldn't wait another 10 months.  And don't wait 10 months to try it--while peaches lie fully in summer's domain, I'm guessing this recipe would be really good with any other thinly sliced fruit, or even a layer of chunky raspberry or other fruit preserves.

This recipe calls for browned butter, something I'd never tried before, and which was a bit trying to my patience, but well worth the results (a non-browned butter version can be found at smittenkitchen.com, the source of the original recipe).  Browning the butter didn't take much time at all, but the whole process made me a bit nervous..."Is this the right color?  Now is this the right color?  Now?  What if I turn around and the whole thing burns on me?  ??  ? ???"  The recipe's instructions actually do tell the tale of browning the butter well, but a few extra descriptors would have helped me.  For example, when the recipe says that the butter will foam, it isn't kidding.  Foam means foam means lots and lots of small bubbles.  I saw the first few small bubbles and thought "Foam, next step please," but they were nothing in comparison with the actual foaming.  When you get to the foam, you'll know it.  My experience with the color changes were similar.  I kept thinking "It's done, take it off the stove before it burns up and you ruin two sticks of butter" when in actuality I was a ways from having browned butter.  So here's my guide to the color changes:  when the recipe says 'clear golden' it means, for lack of a better descriptor, that it is the color of concentrated urine, and when the recipe says 'brown' it means brown.  While I urge you to keep a close eye on the butter and stir very frequently, the pace of the browning is far more glacial than you might think, so relax a little, enjoy making browned butter. 

Do you ever get the sense that I am writing these things as a reminder to myself?

The shortbread was well worth the butter browning experience.  I liked that the shortbread was just barely sweet, which made for a great complement to the wonderful peaches we'd purchased the week before at a roadside stand in South Carolina.  We shared the bounty at a friend's potluck, with plenty of leftovers to go with coffee in the mornings. 
 
Peach Shortbread
[If you don't want to brown the butter, follow the link above for instructions.]
 
1 cup (7 ounces or 200 grams) white sugar
1 teaspoon (5 grams) baking powder
2 3/4 cups plus 2 tablespoons (12 5/8 ounces or 359 grams) cups all-purpose flour (or you can measure 3 cups and remove 2 tablespoons flour)
1/4 teaspoon cinnamon
1/8 teaspoon freshly grated nutmeg
1/4 teaspoon (2 grams) salt
1 cup (2 sticks or 8 ounces or 227 grams) cold unsalted butter
1 large egg
2 peaches, pitted and thinly sliced (between 1/8 and 1/4-inch thick)

Brown your butter: Melt butter in a small/medium saucepan over medium-low heat. It will melt, then foam, then turn clear golden and finally start to turn brown and smell nutty. Stir frequently, scraping up any bits from the bottom as you do. Keep your eyes on it; it burns very quickly after it browns and the very second that you turn around to do something else. Set it in the freezer until solid (about 30 minutes).
Preheat the oven to 375°F (190°C). Butter a 9×13 inch pan, or spray it with a nonstick spray. In a medium bowl, stir together sugar, baking powder, flour, salt and spices with a whisk. Use a pastry blender, fork or your fingertips, blend the solidified brown butter and egg into the flour mixture. It will be crumbly. Pat 3/4 of the crumbs into the bottom of the prepared pan, pressing firmly. Tile peach slices over crumb base in a single layer. Scatter remaining crumbs evenly over peaches and bake in preheated oven for 30 minutes, until top is slightly brown and you can see a little color around the edges. Cool completely in pan before cutting into squares.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Dining on my birthday: Woodfire Grill

I have great friends. 

For my birthday, a group of them got together and gave me a gift certificate to Woodfire Grill, one of several restaurants in Atlanta made famous by the TV show 'Top Chef'.  I'd heard about Woodfire Grill but it is notoriously difficult to get a reservation and to do it right is on the pricey side, so getting a birthday card that said something to the effect of "Appear tomorrow at 7 pm at Woodfire Grill and here's a gift certificate to pay for it" was pretty awesome.

The best way for me to share this amazing evening with you, my readers, is to paste in the thank you I sent to my friends the next morning.  I think this best captures how wonderful the meal was, and the cell phone photos, while terrible and blurry, give you a snapshot of the precision, beauty, and perfection of this meal. 

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Dear K, T, L, B, A, B, S, S, M, N, 
I know usually I'm all Miss Manners with the real paper/handwritten thank yous, but this year I'm going out on a limb with the email since I have a gazillion photos to accompany my thank you (and I'm only sending you 1/3 of the photos).

Thank you, thank you, thank you for a wonderful dinner last night for my birthday!  Mw and I had a fabulous meal, we loved every bite. For those of you who have not been, Woodfire Grill has a 7-course 'blinded' tasting menu (I resisted asking the waitress about whether they have a double blinded option), where you are at the whim of the chef for your entire meal. Everything is 'slow food', as local as possible and when not local, sourced from small farms or the like.  Dinner was outstanding and fun, photos attached of every course although my phone's camera does not do the meal justice:

1st:  okra (GA) with shrimp (Belize)
2nd:  Point Judith calamari (from RI!) (I did get myself into a bit of trouble here by correcting the waitress for calling it Judith Point calamari, but she forgave me after I explained that I was from Rhode Island)
3rd:  scallop (Nova Scotia) with beets and cabbage (bad photo, sorry)
4th:  veal sweetbreads (VT or WI, depending on who you asked) with charred local peach
5th:  quail (GA) with berkshire pork
6th:  duck breast (too full to remember locale of duck)
7th:  obvious

The meal was accompanied by a perfectly paired 1/2 bottle of champagne and 1/2 bottle of Zinfandel (Sonoma Co!!), the sommelier was amazing and his enthusiasm for making sure that we accompanied the 4th course with champagne was contagious.

We even saw Kevin Gillespie, the top chef contestant who is the owner and executive chef, but sadly he did not come over to wish me birthday well wishes, although the restaurant staff was well-informed of the occasion (thanks, k).  Even across the room I had a moment of celebrity awe (some people think I need to see more real celebrities).

Thank you all again, this was really a special birthday meal, next time you all will have to join me.

1st course

2nd course

3rd course

4th course

5th course

6th course

7th course

Dining on the road: Pannie-George's Kitchen, Auburn, Alabama

I've been told that I am a wee bit obsessed with my new uber-smart phone. It's perhaps true, but my phone is just so useful. For example, on our recent roadtrip to Florida we drove until we were hungry, then I pressed a few buttons, and voila.... restaurant recommendations.  Amazing.  And, we found a great restaurant in Auburn with absolutely perfect comfort food.  Four thumbs up for Pannie-George's Kitchen (that's my two thumbs and Mw's two thumbs, if you are counting).

Pannie-George's is located in a strip mall on the edge of Auburn.  There's nothing fancy about the restaurant:  food is served cafeteria-style, with a limited menu of two or three entrees, a few sides, and a choice of corn bread or a roll.  Naturally, we both chose the fried chicken, mine with fried okra and snap peas, Mw's with fried okra and sliced tomatoes.  We both had the corn bread.

I'll start with the chicken.  Wow.  Really, really good.  The chicken had a perfectly crispy exterior and moist meat, just like fried chicken should be.  Not as good as my mom's (nothing is), but I'll give it a second in my book.  Something about the chicken was similar to my mom's though, so I asked them what they fry it in. The answer?  'Grease'.  Well, that didn't help me so I told them how good the chicken was, just like my mom's and she fries her chicken in Crisco, but somehow that seemed to offend them.  So I can't tell you what they fry the chicken in, but it's darn good. 

The fried okra was about the best I've ever had, especially when topped with a mix of ketchup and the homemade hot sauce, a delightful vinegar-based concoction.  I'm not usually one to order snap peas but these made me a convert.  It was probably all of the butter.  I was so full from the chicken and okra that I barely touched the cornbread, but Mw devoured it for us both, he thought it was about the best he'd ever had (mine excepted of course).

The icing on the cake?  The whole meal, complete with sweet tea, came to $15.07. 

 My plate, pre-devouring it all...

The menu:  the photo is a bit hard to read but the down-home sensibility is clear.

We would have gone back to Pannie-George's on the way home, but they are closed on Saturdays.  So my phone took us to two closed BBQ restaurants before we finally made it to an open, and mediocre BBQ establishment.  I'll spare you the details.