Chicken à la Provençal

This has to be one of my favorite dishes to make. It has a thick, hearty, tomatoey sauce; a nice acidic bite from the olives and anchovies; and the active prep time isn't very long. I've seen a few variations on this recipe, some calling for white wine vs. red wine. Personally, I like my Chicken à la Provençal to be a little heavier on the tomatoes, so I feel like red wine goes well with it.

I'd go with a Côtes-du-Rhone red, and not just because of fond memories of vast vineyards and bums peeing on restaurant doorsteps. I agree with the philosophy that traditional foods and wines from the same region always go well together. But I guess some further experimentation with the wine variety is in order.

Oh Snap [Vol 3]: Maison Bouachon

My grocery shopping this week was geared toward French meals. Salade Niçoise, Chicken à la Provençal, and Beef Burgundy. This means that I needed to buy some wine for the recipes, so I went to Specs, of course. Seriously, they have everything.

I decided on a Côtes-du-Rhône red. CdR is a region along the Rhone river in the Provence area of France, known for its rustic landscapes and slow pace of life, in total contrast from Paris. My friend Dom and I spent 3 days in Avignon back in 2008, and we absolutely loved the region, especially after we took a winery tour in the famous Châteauneuf-du-Pape wine country. We loved it so much that, between the 2 of us, we brought back 12 or 13 bottles of wine :)

So at Specs, I was perusing the Côtes-du-Rhône shelf. I saw 1 particular bottle, and I caught myself from saying out loud "holy shit." It was from Maison Bouachon! That was the first of the 3 wineries where Dom and I were taken on our guided tour! This brought back some good memories of the trip.

The ruins of the eponymous Chateauneuf-du-Pape (new castle of the Pope)

Look at all those vines.

Mont Ventoux (of the Tour de France course) in the background.

With my rusty French, and our bilingual tour guide, Dom and I talked with the winemaker, who was a really nice guy. He wasn't snobby like the next winemaker we visited, and didn't turn his nose up at us for not identifying the aromas in the wine. He disliked people who have to come up with ridiculously flowery language for describing the wine: "an arrogant red," "notes of damp topsoil and granite," and other B.S. He taught us how to really find the aromas and told us to just describe what the wine feels like. We bought a good number of bottles from him. The next winemaker scoffed at us for not identifying notes of the local wildflower, the auberpine. We scoffed back by not buying a damn thing from him.

Haitian Braised Beef & Vegetables (Boeuf et Legumes)

Recipe Source: My Mom

Here's another dish my mom would make all the time when I was little, and I think I've finally mastered it. Nowadays, whenever I go home, I look forward to her making it. But when I was little, I thought it was gross as hell.

The texture of the eggplant or the cabbage. The big, wilted slices of onion... Yuck. By high school, I was indifferent toward the dish, but I focused more on the beef. But then Mom started using another cut of beef that had a big line of connective tissue down the center, which turned slimy when cooked. Again, yuck. But from time to time, she would use sirloin, and it was damn good.

I've tried to make this dish a few times. But each time, the meat came out too chewy and the sauce had no flavor. A few weeks ago, I found a recipe for chicken braised with apples and cider vinegar, and I tried a couple of things: (1) I gave the chicken plenty of time to brown really well, (2) I let it simmer in the liquid for over an hour. The result: the chicken didn't just melt in your mouth, it fell off the bone effortlessly.

So with those lessons learned, I tried again. I picked up some flat iron steak; it's light on connective tissue, but cheap and has a little bit of fat left for flavor. After marinating it overnight, I browned it well in a Dutch oven (even got a good, light char on some pieces), and let it braise with the eggplant and carrots for 90 minutes. In the end, the meat was relatively tender, the sauce was nice and savory, and this iteration was a success.

台灣 (Taiwan), Part 3: Braised Pork Belly

Recipe Source: http://www.nibbledish.com/people/anjelikuh/recipes/gua-bao-taiwanese-braised-pork-in-sliced-buns

One of the first things I realized about Taiwanese cuisine is that the pig is king. There's an abundance of good fish and seafood, and they do some pretty outstanding things with tofu. But pork seems to be the dominant protein over there, especially pork belly (滷肉, Lǔ ròu).

America's love affair with pork belly has been picking up steam. Just think of how many restaurants or trailers in the past year or 2 that have started serving main dishes out of big hunks of pork belly. It is the brand new hotness. Here's just sample of the porky goodness I had

Northern Taiwanese-style breakfast: a rice ball filled with braised pork belly, pickled mustard greens, tea egg, and crunchy fried pastry bits

Braised pork belly and cucumber on rice, topped with dried shredded pork (肉鬆, Ròu sōng)

Gua bao: braised pork belly, pickled mustard greens, tea egg, and sweetened crushed peanuts in a steamed bun.

When I got back home, I was seriously craving some gua bao, so I looked up a recipe. Whole Foods sells pork belly pretty cheaply by the pound, and the Asian market sells frozen buns and pickled mustard greens. Oh, it is on!

I had to make a few adjustments for ingredients, but in the end the pork belly was delicious. I realized that the recipe was a lot like one I tried from a Chinese cookbook, for "red-cooked pork." That recipe was a failure because I tried using lean pork loin. Cholesterol be damned, the fat is essential.

Before and After

I didn't look up how to make a tea egg, so I let some boiled eggs stew in the braising liquid with the pork, still delicious. I'd never used pickled mustard before, so I didn't know if anything special was done to it before it was served in Taiwan, so I just left it raw and chopped it. I told my friend at work, who's no stranger to Taiwanese pickled veggies, and shook his head in shame. Apparently, I'm supposed to sweeten it and cook it first. Whatever. It all came together pretty nicely with the buns and some chopped cilantro (Taiwan loves cilantro, and so do I).

Like the Detroit Grand Pubahs said, "we can make sandwiches."

Do you have any particular favorite pork belly (or bacon) dish? I wouldn't mind some inspiration for a future post.

Ingredients:

- 1/2 lb raw belly pork, cut to 1/2-inch thick slices

- 2 cloves garlic, smashed

- thinly sliced ginger, 3 or 4 slices, 1-inch long

- 4 green onions, chopped into 3-inch pieces

- 1/4 tsp Chinese Five Spice powder

- 2 Tbsp brown sugar

- 1/4 cup shao xing (rice wine)

- 1/2 cup dark soy sauce

- 1.5 to 2 cups of water (or enough to cover the meat)

- 2 soft boiled eggs, shells removed but edible parts still intact

- pickled mustard greens

- cilantro

- crushed peanuts, sweetened with some sugar

- steamed Chinese sandwich buns

Procedure:

1. Bring a Dutch oven to medium high heat and sear the pork belly to a good brown on all sides. No oil is necessary, the belly fat renders out nicely. But if you really want to, you can use a teaspoon of veg oil.

2. Once the meat is browned, add all of the following ingredients to the pot: garlic, ginger, green onions, 5 Spice powder, brown sugar, shao xing, soy sauce, and water. Bring the pot to a boil.

3. Once the liquid is boiling, lower the heat to medium and simmer for 1 or 1.5 hours. The braising liquid will reduce and thicken.

4. When the meat is done and the eggs are stewed, remove them from the braising liquid. Dice the eggs and the pork belly. Chop some cilantro and some mustard greens. Combine them into a bun, sprinkle the peanuts, and enjoy the sh-t out of your gua bao.

台灣 (Taiwan), Part 2: Night Markets

As I was saying in the last post, night markets are God's gift to the world. If a night market were a song, it would be my jam. I went to 2 of them, plus a few "old street" daytime/evening market districts and was fully immersed in the local street food scene. These were the top picks.

Jiufen Old Street

It was formerly a gold mining city in the early 20th century, until its decline in the 1970's. Since the 90's, it's been revived for its old town appeal, and is now a major weekend hot spot for Taipei city dwellers. When I asked my Taiwanese friend at work for trip suggestions, this was his #1.

For my first full day, my friend and gracious host, Jason, was excited to introduce me to 3 of his favorite Taiwanese specialties. Ba Wan (ground pork and veggie filling inside a shell of glutenous rice), Jiufen's special pork and fish ball soup, and taro ball soup.

All around Jiufen, there are shops and stands selling random teas, snacks, condiments, souvenirs, etc. One had a particular... odor. Not completely unpleasant, but certainly not familiar. It was the legendary stinky tofu. But we didn't eat it there, Jason said to save it for the good stuff at the Shilin Night Market. Besides, all of the snacking we'd been doing left me stuffed.

Keelung Night Market

After Jiufen and its neighboring city of Jinguashi, we went to night market in Keelung. Everybody knows about Taipei's Shilin Night Market, but apparently Keelung's has much more (and better) street food. The highlights: tempura fish cakes, gua bao (braised pork belly sandwich), mian xian (thin noodles in soup), oyster omelette, and Pao Pao ice. Another highlight, the mian xian stand's owner chatting with me and Jason, making sure I get a good impression of their country, and exercising whatever little Mandarin vocab I picked up.

Out of all of it, gua bao was my favorite. Pork is king in Taiwanese cuisine, and they have seriously got braised pork belly down to an artform. Imagine a fluffy bun, filled with chopped pork belly (cooked in soy sauce, rice wine, and Chinese 5-spice), tea- and soy sauce-marinated hardboiled egg, pickled veggies, sprinkled with crushed sugared peanuts.

Shilin Night Market

Any travel show or travel book about Taipei will have a segment dedicated to Taiwan's biggest and most famous night market. It's in the northern district of Taipei city, and it draws a huge crowd. Unfortunately, when I went I was still pretty stuffed from my lunch in the basement of Taipei 101, 6 hours earlier (best bi bim bab I've ever had). But I got myself some kumquat juice, grilled mushroom skewers, duck tongue (I saw Andrew Zimmern eat it, I had to try it), and the one and only...

Stinky Tofu

It's fermented tofu, deep fried and grilled again with a good sauce, and topped with cabbage. The smell: I don't know how to describe it, maybe like old sweatsocks or garbage. It's unmistakeable. The taste: slightly tangy but still really tasty with the sauce, definitely more flavorful than normal tofu. The aftertaste: kind of like how it smells. I was feeling a little self-conscious about my breath afterward. The verdict: I want more!

台灣 (Taiwan): Part 1

I began my trip with 5 days in Taiwan, staying with my good friend from grad school Jason, and my time there was nothing short of a blast.

As far as I've noticed, Taiwan isn't much of a famous vacation spot (unless you're of Taiwanese/Chinese descent, of course). It mostly comes up in people's minds as "that place where my MP3 player comes from," or "That's in China, right?" But Taiwan has a lot more going for it than most people would know.

It's tropical island, so it's nice and warm year round; in mid/late-November, the highs in Taipei were in the low 70's, and down south in Tainan it was almost 80. Most of the island (especially inland in the north) is mountainous with dense forests, and it's in a volcanic/seismic zone so there are lots of great natural hot springs. I didn't visit any of them, but there are great beaches all around, national park hiking trails, canyons, etc.

The island's seen more than its fair share of settlers and colonists back in the day, from the indigenous Taiwanese tribes, various regions of mainland China (in lots of waves), Japan, Portugal, Holland, Spain, and probably a few more. Fast forward to modern times, Taiwan became an economic powerhouse for real, and Taipei is at the center of it all.

From my tourist perspective, what were my biggest take-aways?

1. Night markets are the shit! Lots of cheap souvenirs, and even cheaper (yet delicious and safe) street food. Everybody's out and about, so it makes for fun interactive people watching.

2. Chinese food is far more diverse than the average American will ever know. What we know of as "Chinese food" is Americanized Cantonese food. Taiwan's food has influences from all sorts of Chinese regions (Fujianese, Sichuanese, Hakka, indigenous, etc). I didn't learn enough to identify influences, but everything I ate left me saying "Holy crap, this is the best thing ever!"

3. We, as English speakers, have it much easier when traveling abroad than many of us would expect. Japan and Taiwan make everything really accessible for us, with bilingual street signs and public transit, and info desk workers who speak at least some English. Then again, you'll sometimes find some... questionable translations here and there, like the one above.

4. Black people are a rare breed in Taiwan. I only saw 2 or 3 others during my whole trip, and I get the feeling many Taiwanese have only seen a couple of us in their lives (outside of the media). A tour group of elementary school kids saw me in the National Palace Museum of Taipei. After whispering amongst themselves "ooh, hēi rén," a few of them approached me, smiling and giving me their most enthusiastic "Hello!" One of them shouted "Hello! Obama!" I had to laugh out loud for that one. That same night, some teens awkwardly approached me at a Metro station to take a picture with me. Kinda surreal, in a fun way.

5. Taiwanese politics is probably more of a spectacle than American politics. I arrived right before their version of midterm elections, and they go way above and beyond the USA in terms of campaign ads. Yes, those are crowds of demonstrators spelling out "Change." In parts of Taipei, every street was lined with banners, flyers, and posters for candidates. In Tainan, I saw campaign crews on street corners and bowing to passers by, or candidates walking down streets with megaphones and their entourages. If I could vote, I would support the guy who wears polo shirts bearing his cartoon image.

Actually, my biggest takeaway was how cool the people are, how rich the culture is, and how freaking amazing and CHEAP the food is. I could definitely see myself enjoying an extended stay in Taiwan, should the opportunity come up.

京都 (Kyoto), Conclusion

Oh yeah, I never did finish the story from Part 1, about the izakaya and the photo I took with Taka and Katsu.

The next morning I checked Taka's blog, but didn't see my photo yet. That night, after dinner at Nanba, I wanted to stop by Beppin-ya for a drink, but the bar was full to the brim. The cook said something that I can only assume means "sorry, there aren't any seats." So I called it a night.

The next night (my last in Kyoto), I was on my way back to my inn and to get dinner at Beppin-ya, when I bumped into an American couple. We got to talking, I found out they're military and stationed elsewhere in Japan. I suggested continuing the conversation at the izakaya, but the guy says "I'm really in the mood for just some shitty American food, we're trying to find a TGI Friday's." I'm not kidding. Going to a TGIF totally went against my principles on this trip, but I didn't mind the company and easy conversation for little bit. I didn't eat, but I enjoyed a really good Suntory beer. (By the way, you know how TGIF in the US cut down on the absurd flair and silly crap on the walls? Well, Japan kept all that nonsense)

Anyway, it was actually a good thing I had that 1 hour detour, because once I left and went straight to the izakaya, something interesting happened. The staff was excited to see me come back, and set me up at the counter again, next to a random Japanese couple about my age. The girl gets my attention, hands me an iPhone with a photo on screen, and asks if that's me. Sure enough, that's the picture Taka took! Apparently Taka's blog is somewhat popular in town because of his men's clothing boutique. So we got to talking.

Eitaro and Shouko

My food came out, and so did the bar owner, Shingo. And he had a special gift for me, a fan and a glass of Yamazaki single malt whisky! If I understood correctly, this promo fan is in the style of the gift fans usually given to geisha and maiko for the new year, and he had one as a decoration. I felt so honored. We then talked about the sightseeing I did that day, and I showed Shingo some of the sketches I did in Nara with a calligraphy brush pen I bought. It turns out Shingo's really into calligraphy and had his own brush and fine paper there at the store. So he wrote for me the kanji for "gratitude" or "thanks".

"Yamazaki Kyoto Highball"

感謝, "kansha", and a cup of Yamazaki 12-yr single-malt on the rocks.

At the end of the night, when the rest of the customers started to clear out, Shingo introduced me to the rest of his staff, and we took a group photo. All I can say is that I saw some incredible sights around Kyoto, but the time I spent at Beppin-ya and the people I met there stand out the most for me.

Until next time, じゃまた

京都 (Kyoto), Part 3 - Return of the Yuzu

About 12 months ago, I stumbled upon a big crate of yuzu on sale at Central Market. And throughout my kaiseki dinner from the previous post, yuzu seemed to be a recurring theme. That's right, November/December is yuzu season. Shortly after I got back from vacation, I did some shopping at Central Market and picked up a couple of yuzu so I could make something from it and enjoy that flavor again.

On my first day of Kyoto sightseeing, I popped into a random, empty restaurant called "Udon Soba Something-Something" and asked for whatever the owner/waiter/cook recommended that had beef and soba. After a bit of exchanging gestures and confused faces, what I ended up getting was soba noodle soup with sliced beef and green onions.

The beef was seasoned or marinated with what I'm assuming is yuzu, and it was fantastic. The kicker was the shichimi togarashi hot pepper powder mixed with dried sudachi zest for seasoning, served in a shaker made of a segment of a bamboo stalk... so sexy! The meal was simple, filling, and packed with flavor.

Out of all the meals I had in Japan, this was probably the only one I can reproduce in my kitchen. So when I happened to find a new shipment of yuzu at Central Market, I went for it.

Brought back some good memories

The tricky part was figuring out how to make the broth correctly and figuring out how the beef was cooked at the restaurant. Typically, soba noodle soups are served in a dashi broth, made of soy sauce, sugar and/or mirin rice wine, and dried bonito fish powder/shavings. Unfortunately, I didn't write down my proportions of water, mirin, and dashi powder. But I did have a bottle of store-bought soba broth to compare against, and it was pretty close.

For the beef, I used a 1/2 lb portion of center-cut sirloin steak, sliced it thinly, and marinated it with 1 Tbsp of soy sauce and the zest of 1 yuzu for 30 minutes. I guessed correctly that the beef was just quickly dipped into the simmering broth to cook it and keep it tender.

The end result wasn't a perfect match, by any means, but it still really hit the spot. Plus, I added some shiitake mushrooms to the recipe, just for the hell of it, and they were great.