Behind the Recipe -- Jeri Quinzio

"We all scream for ice cream" from NPR

http://www.npr.org/2013/06/04/188671310/we-all-scream-for-ice-cream

Israel's latest scoop is pistachio

 

Israel’s Prime Minister, Benjamin Netanyahu (aka Bibi) is in trouble over, of all things, ice cream. Specifically his favorite - pistachio ice cream. It seems his household spent $2700 on ice cream last year and people so upset about it that it’s front-page news. The Guardian reported, “Netanyahu ice-cream habit causes meltdown." In Jerusalem, AP noted that in response, “The country’s prime minister has frozen his annual ice cream budget.”

 

I know of many American politicians who would be only too happy to have a scandal over their ice cream budget rather than, say, their inappropriate on-line postings or extra-marital dalliances.

 

However, American politicians have long been passionate about ice cream. Most of our founding fathers – and mothers – were ice cream fans, even though at the time ice cream was an expensive dessert known only to the fortunate few.

 

George Washington was an early ice cream adopter. Shortly after the Revolutionary War ended, he bought an ice cream machine. Dolly Madison was such a fan that there’s an ice cream company named after her.

 

Thomas Jefferson loved his ice cream, especially vanilla. At the time, vanilla was comparatively rare since the vanilla bean was difficult to propagate. But when Jefferson was in France, he had vanilla ice cream and liked it so much that he wrote down the recipe and took it back to Monticello with him. He’s credited with making vanilla the popular flavor it is today. Previously lemon was number one.

 

Like Jefferson, Mrs. Netanyahu is said to prefer vanilla. I’m with Bibi, on pistachio if nothing else. I love pistachio ice cream, and I make my own. My secret is to steep the pistachio nuts in the ice cream mixture until they flavor it thoroughly. By then, they’ll be soggy, so I strain them out. When I churn the ice cream, I add a fresh batch of nuts at the last minute so they’ll stay crisp even after it is frozen.

 

Yes, you spend a bit more on the pistachios this way. But it will taste wonderful. And you’ll still be way under Bibi’s budget.

  A pistachio plant

 

Pistachio Ice Cream

 

1 cup pistachio nuts, divided

1 ½ cups whole milk

6 egg yolks

2/3 cup sugar

1 ½ cups heavy cream

pinch of salt

½ teaspoon almond extract

 

Toast all of the pistachios briefly. Then set ½ cup aside. Chop the remaining ½ cup roughly. Combine the roughly chopped nuts and the milk in a saucepan and heat until it begins to simmer. Remove from heat, cover and let steep for 15 or 20 minutes.

 

Whisk the egg yolks and sugar together until they’re thick and pale.

 

Half fill a large bowl with ice or ice water and set aside.

 

Strain the pistachio and milk mixture. Discard the nuts. Combine the milk with the sugar and egg yolk mixture and cook over low heat until it thickens enough to coat a spoon. Stir constantly and don’t let it come to a boil.

 

Remove from heat and set the saucepan in the bowl of ice. Be careful not to let any of the ice water get into the ice cream mixture. Stir in the cream, salt, and almond extract. Continue stirring until the mixture cools.

 

Pour into a clean bowl, cover with clear plastic wrap pressed again the surface so it will not form a skin. Refrigerate for several hours or overnight.

 

Roughly chop the reserved pistachios. Churn the chilled ice cream mixture according to ice cream machine instructions. Just before it’s ready, add the reserved pistachios. Serve or store in freezer until you’re ready to enjoy it.

 

Makes one quart.

 

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Toronto Star gives pudding a thumbs-up!

Toronto Star gives pudding a thumbs-up!

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Pudding: A Global History by Jeri Quinzio: book review
Published on Friday January 18, 2013
Joyce McKerrow

Jeri Quinzio's Pudding: A Global History, Reaktion Books, 149 pages, $18

Ah! pudding, that versatile dish best served not cold, but sweet, warm and custardy. It wasn’t always so, however, as Jeri Quinzio explains in Pudding: A Global History, part of Reaktion Books’ Edible series.
Pudding can be traced to Homer’s Odyssey, where blood pudding was roasted in a pig’s stomach. And while we’re on stomachs, one can’t forget the chieftain of the puddin’ race, the much maligned and revered haggis that Scotland’s beloved poet Robbie Burns immortalized as political support for the common man in his 1786 poem, “Address to a Haggis.” Cadaverous stomachs, and the difficulty in cleaning them, is one reason why haggis is banned entry at international borders.

Still, Haggis is guest of honour at worldwide celebrations of Burns’ Jan. 25 birthday, and it’s washed down with copious amounts of “the amber bead.” The Oxford English Dictionary dates pudding to the 13th century as a stomach or entrails (e.g. lungs, heart and liver) of a pig, sheep or other animal stuffed with minced meat, suet, mixed with oatmeal and seasonings, boiled in a cloth, suspended over a fire or roasted inside the animal.

Clearly, the Scots didn’t invent haggis, or for that matter kilts, tartan or bagpipes. They all fall under manufactured or borrowed tradition. (Scotch whisky, however, has provenance and patent protection.)
Pudding was a way to preserve perishable blood, meat and offal. It started off life as peasant fare, originally served at the beginning of the meal in order to fill the stomach with as much roughage as possible and reduce the grocery bill for what came later — if anything.

Quinzio says savoury sausage-like recipes gradually morphed into sweet puddings, like plum duff or Christmas plum pudding, for the well-off. “Duff” was the Yorkshire pronunciation for dough and could mean any kind of pie, cake or sticky toffee pudding.

The author has filled her slim volume with entertaining food facts, memoirs and clever illustrations, as well as historical and contemporary recipes.

In the 17th century, Oliver Cromwell and the Puritans banned Christmas celebrations and puddings as frivolous. It is said that Britain’s George I was so fond of the plum pudding he was served in 1714 that he became known as the Pudding King.

The city of Manchester has a World Black Pudding Throwing Championship, where blood sausages are stuffed into women’s tights and hurled at 20-foot-high stacks of Yorkshire puddings. This “sport” has its origins in the 15th-century War of the Roses, when soldiers ran out of ammunition and started throwing food at each other.

Variations abound for black or blood pudding. Alsace has Zungenwurst made from pigs’ tongues wrapped in bacon; Brittany adds prunes to its boudin noir.

An Egyptian version of bread pudding, called om Ali (Ali’s mother) was originally made by a poor villager for a sultan. Quebec’s pouding chomeur (Poor Man’s Pudding) is a Depression-era dessert with sweet dough and brown sugar sauce.

Renowned 17th-century chef Robert May, made a pudding from a heifer’s udder, adding almond paste, breadcrumbs, eggs, cream and minced beef suet, herbs, bone marrow, currants, saffron, nutmeg, cinnamon and diced preserved pears. He wrapped the mixture in a pudding cloth and steamed it, topping off the dish with almonds, dates, candied citron peel and doused with orange juice.
“Life’s a pudding full of plums,” sang Gilbert and Sullivan. In Agatha Christie’s The Adventure of the Christmas Pudding, it helps solve the crime.

For a dish that originally was a way to stave off hunger, today’s rich variations, from trifle to clafoutis, will pack on the pounds. I suggest you do, as Burns did, “Gie her a Haggis!” It’s gluten-free.

Joyce McKerrow, who has an MA in philosophy from the University of Glasgow Department of Scottish Literature, would never bring banned substances into the country.

Killer ice cream

 

“I smell bitter almonds,” the detective murmured as he bent towards the lifeless form slumped over the desk. “That means cyanide,” he continued, rising and pointing an accusatory finger at the widow, “and that tells me he was poisoned.”

  Bitter almond tree in bloom

How often have you read some variation of those words in a detective story or heard them spoken in a TV show or film? Cyanide, with its revealing scent of bitter almonds, is a mainstay of crime fiction. Everyone from Agatha Christie to Alfred Hitchcock used the scent of bitter almonds to identify the cause of death and to reveal whodunit.

 

Bitter almonds themselves can be fatal if you eat enough of them, but they are seldom the culprits. In fact, they used to be as common in old recipes as they are in mysteries. Recipes for custards, puddings, and ice cream usually called for two or three bitter almonds along with a quarter pound or more of the sweet – non-poisonous – variety. The bitter ones make the flavor edgier, more complex.

 

Europeans can still buy bitter almonds, but the nuts are outlawed in the US. To identify their fragrance, sniff some almond extract. It’s made with oil of bitter almonds, but without the cyanide.

 

Apricot and peach pits have the same flavor. And the same poisonous potential. Peach pits nearly poison a character in John Lanchester’s macabre novel, The Debt to Pleasure.

 

I’m made a lovely bitter almond peach ice cream by steeping peach leaves in cream then straining them out. (Of course, you wouldn’t serve this to small children or anyone with a compromised immune system.)  I’ve also made ice cream with bitter almonds a friend brought back from Sicily. But since trips to Sicily don’t happen often enough, I made a similar ice cream flavored with Disaronno (formerly called Amaretto di Saronno) liqueur, which tastes like bitter almond but is decidedly not poisonous. Everyone I've served it to enjoyed it and lived to tell me so.

 

Not-too-bitter almond ice cream

 

Half cup blanched almonds

Two-thirds cup sugar, divided

Two cups whole milk

Six egg yolks

One cup heavy cream

Pinch salt

Two tablespoons Disaronno

 

Toast the almonds just long enough to bring out their flavor, but don’t let them brown. Cool, and then put them in a food processor with a third cup of the sugar and grind fine.

 

Warm the milk in a saucepan, stir in the almond-sugar mixture, and bring almost to a boil. Remove from heat, cover, and let the mixture steep for 15 minutes or so.

 

Half fill a large bowl with ice and set aside.

 

Combine the egg yolks and sugar in another saucepan and whisk until thick and pale. Strain the almond and milk mixture and stir a little of it into the egg mixture. Gradually stir in the rest until it’s all combined. Cook over low heat, stirring gently until it thickens enough to coat a spoon. Don’t let it come to a boil.

 

Pour the mixture into a clean bowl, and set it in the bowl containing the ice. Be careful not to let any ice or water get into the ice cream mixture.

 

Stir the cream, Disaronno, and salt into the ice cream mixture and continue stirring until it cools down. Cover with plastic wrap pressed against the surface so it doesn’t form a skin on top. Chill for several hours or overnight.

 

Churn in your ice cream freezer according to manufacturer’s directions. Makes one quart.

 

Crunchy option

 

Add a half-cup of toasted, cooled almond to the ice cream just before it finishes churning.

 

 

 

Pudding is Served

It's here! See a review at--http://www.inmamaskitchen.com/Book_Reviews/about_food/EDIBLE/Puddng.html. And another at --http://downtonabbeycooks.com/2012/08/27/downton-downtime-pudding-for-breakfast/

Ask for Pudding: A Global History at your local bookstore or order online at www.amazon.com or www.reaktionbooks.co.uk. Enjoy.

English Food

Go to this link to see my story on fun English food terms in the G section of the July 25, 2012 Boston Globe.

http://www.bostonglobe.com/lifestyle/food-dining/2012/07/24/glossary-culinary-british/gHZ6f5KBdihxqb9anCas2L/story.html

Bread Pudding for Breakfast

 

 

 

 

 

As much as I like bread pudding, I seldom eat it. It’s too much after dinner – too rich, too heavy, too many calories.

 

For breakfast, though, it’s perfect.

 

Admittedly, this idea didn’t originate with me. While researching my new book, Pudding: A Global History, I discovered that bread pudding has long been served for breakfast. Not that anyone calls it bread pudding in the morning. For no reason I can explain, it travels under various aliases early in the day. It’s called baked French toast or breakfast strata or morning casserole. But like a rose by another name, it’s still bread pudding.

 

It’s still made with bread, eggs beaten up with milk, a flavoring like cinnamon or nutmeg, possibly sugar, and something else. The something else might be raisins, bananas, or coconut in winter. In early spring, it could be rhubard. In summer, strawberries, blueberries, sliced peaches or plums. Apples or pears take their place in autumn.

 

Some cooks tuck crisp bits of bacon or slices of ham and cheese among the bread slices making it a savory dish. But it’s still basically bread pudding.

 

I came up with this marmalade bread pudding for breakfast because it takes the idea of buttered toast and marmalade to a whole other level of deliciousness. Especially when it’s made with challah.

 

Not only is bread pudding more versatile in the morning, but it’s best at breakfast because you do all the work the day before. It tastes better when you let the soaked and seasoned pudding rest in the refrigerator overnight. In the morning, you just pop it in the oven, put on the coffee, and enjoy.

 

So no matter how you slice it or what you call it, you’ll love bread pudding for breakfast.

 

Marmalade bread pudding

 

8-10 slices of bread with the crust removed. I like challah but any firm bread will do.

4 tablespoons softened butter

4 large eggs

2 cups whole milk

1 teaspoon vanilla

½ cup marmalade. Your favorite flavor. I like bitter orange.

 

Generously butter a one-quart baking pan. Cut bread into slices and butter them. Fit half of the bread slices into the pan butter side up, filling in any gaps with small pieces of bread. Spread with marmalade. Top with another layer of buttered bread.

 

Whisk the eggs, milk, and vanilla together. Pour over the bread. Cover with plastic wrap, pressing down to make sure all the bread is covered with the milk mixture. Refrigerate overnight or for several hours.

 

In the morning, preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Then remove the plastic wrap and put the pan into a larger pan. Pour hot water into the larger pan until it comes halfway to the rim of the pudding pan. Bake for 40 - 45 minutes or until the top is slightly puffed and browned. Remove bread pudding pan from the larger pan to serve.

 

Enjoy.

Maraschino Cherry Cake

The June, 2012 issue of Ladies Home Journal has my article on the cake my family called "Maraschino Party Cake," because my mother always made it for our birthdays. Wish I'd made it my tradition as well.

Try the recipe in the Journal. It's an oldie, but clearly it's a keeper.

It's a bakery. It's a bistro. It's Pain D'Avignon

 

 

 
Walking through a bakery to enter a restaurant is a sensuous experience. The scent of freshly baked breads, rolls and bagels makes my taste buds burst into blossom.

Granted, this doesn’t happen often. The bakery/bistro combination is not a common one. But I had the experience several years ago in Montreal and again this past week when I was invited to a dinner at Pain D’Avignon in Hyannis, Mass.

The Montreal restaurant was run by famed baked James MacGuire, who is as amazing a chef as a bread baker. Sadly, that restaurant is now closed.

Pain D’Avignon, on the other hand, is open and thriving. By day, it’s a lively, bustling bakery and café. Since it’s located next to the airport in Hyannis, lots of people stop there on their way to Nantucket to stock up on breads and pastries for their vacations. Locals pick up breads and bagels in the morning and go back for sandwiches and pizza for lunch.

In the evening, the ambience changes completely. The tablecloths come out. The lights dim and candles are lit. The café/bakery becomes a French bistro, but one with the fresh and fragrant scent of bread in the air.

This is not your typical Cape Cod clams and chowder joint.
On the night I ate there, I started with a Champagne and blood orange cocktail and
wonderful crusty bread served with French butter and sea salt. If there’s a better way to begin a meal, I don’t know it.

Next I had an amazing beef tartare with a spicy cognac aioli. Ordinarily I don’t order beef tartare because it’s just too much plain raw meat for me. But this was a small portion, perfectly flavored with the aioli. I’m still thinking about it days later.

The menu changes to suit the market and the season, but if the gnocchi are offered when you go, order them. They are so light they’d float off the plate if it weren’t for a bit of sauce to hold them down.

I also had a flavorful beef stroganoff with mushrooms and house-made noodles. Each course was paired with a superb French wine including a great minerally chablis and an excellent Burgundy. As I’m writing this, it sounds like way too much food and drink, but the correct portion size and the complex flavors combined to make this a memorable meal rather than an overly huge and hearty one.

Dessert was a delicate frangipane and blackberry tart topped with a tiny scoop of vanilla ice cream. Heaven.

At the end of the meal, diners are given a loaf of bread to take home. It’s a wonderful touch, one that lets the pleasure of the evening spill over into the next morning’s breakfast.

Who is responsible for this impressive restaurant? Co-owners Vojin Vujosevic and Toma Stamenkovic came to this country from the former Yugoslavia and started out as a bread bakers. They built a reputation for their hand-crafted European breads and are celebrating their 20th anniversary in business this year. Everyone else here has an equally impressive and cosmopolitan backstory from executive chef Rebecca Arnold to executive pastry chef Else Rhodes, from Cleberson Lemos, the master baker to general manager Mario Mariani.

Together they’ve brought European artisan breads and -  now  - a sophisticated French bistro to Cape Cod.

To see Else Rhodes make her awesome blackberry frangipane tarts, go to

http://how2heroes.com.

 

Saint Pat and soda bread

 


Saint Patrick’s Day is coming up. However, I refuse to drink green beer. I will not eat green mashed potatoes. For that matter, I’m not eating any green food that doesn’t start out that color naturally. 

I don’t like corned beef and cabbage, and I don’t have to eat it.

I’m not wearing a silly leprechaun hat or lurid green tee shirt. I will never sport a button that says “Kiss me I’m Irish.”

I don’t want to go to a parade or a bar on St. Patrick’s day when, as a friend of mine used to say, “The amateur drinkers are out.”

I’m not buying green carnations either.

But since my mother’s side of the family came from Ireland, I do want to honor the day and my heritage in my own way. Here’s my plan.

First I’ll make my famous (in my own mind) Irish soda bread. Then I’ll set out a pot of tea, a couple of slices of the bread and a bit of butter. And then I’ll curl up with George Bernard Shaw, or Edna O’Brien, or Benjamin Black, or any one of the other great writers who were born on that small island.

After that, perhaps a wee drop of Jameson. Sláinte!

Irish Soda Bread

3 cups unbleached all purpose flour
1 cup whole wheat flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 tablespoon caraway seeds
1 teaspoon pumpkin pie spice
(or a combination of cinnamon, nutmeg and allspice)
1 teaspoon salt
2 eggs, lightly beaten
1 1/3 cups buttermilk
1/4 cup of melted butter
1 cup of raisins and/or currants

Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Combine the flours, sugar, baking soda, caraway seeds,  pumpkin pie spice, and salt in a bowl. Mix the rest of the ingredients together and add to the dry ingredients. Mix together. You’ll have a moist, sticky batter.

Turn it out onto a floured board and knead until it’s smooth. Divide it in half and shape each half into a round of, roughly, eight inches. With a sharp knife, score the tops of each into quarters. Put them on a parchment-lined baking sheet and bake for about 45 minutes.
The bread should sound hollow when you tap it on the bottom.

Let the breads cool a bit before you slice them.

Fiber, probiotics, and ice cream

People often ask me why I bother to make ice cream when it’s so easy to buy it. First of all, I don’t always make my own ice cream. Sometimes I buy it.  But often I want to have a flavor I don’t see at supermarkets or even ice cream shops. Like lemon, or coffee with chocolate-covered espresso beans, or some such. So I make my own.

But the best reason to make ice cream is this – you know what’s in it. That’s not always true when you buy it.

I’m diligent about reading the ingredient listing on ice cream cartons now because I recently read a trade magazine article on ice cream additives. I learned that when manufacturers want to modify “the sweetener system,” as the article put it, they have to make up for the bulk lost when sugar is replaced by aspartame or sucralose. So they add fiber. However,the article warned, the amount has to be carefully calibrated because adding too much fiber may cause diarrhea or flatulence. Not exactly what you expect from a dish of chocolate chip.

Manufacturers are also adding probiotics to ice cream because they believe consumers are eager to consume probiotics. Apparently they are not so eager that they will simply eat real, plain yogurt – as opposed to those sweet, fruity dessert-style yogurts that have all the benefits stripped away. Manufacturers believe that consumers want their probiotics in the form of ice cream.

So thanks to food chemists, we can eat ice cream and get fiber and probiotics and artificial sweeteners. I thought ice cream was supposed to be a treat rather than a treatment.

I’d rather get fiber from roasted broccoli with olive oil and Aleppo pepper or lentils simmered with some merguez sausage. I’d rather get my probiotics from yogurt mixed with fresh clementine segments and chopped pecans. I’d rather get my “sweetener system” from cane sugar.

When I make my own ice cream, I flavor it with a real vanilla bean or chocolate. I add fresh fruit or warm spices like cinnamon or nutmeg. I use real cream and milk. And I sweeten it with sugar. Just enough sugar. Here’s a recipe I especially like.

Coffee with chocolate-covered espresso beans

2 cups whole milk
1 cup heavy cream
1/3 cup finely ground espresso or dark roast coffee
5 egg yolks
1/2 cup sugar
1/2  cup chocolate-covered espresso beans

Combine milk and cream in saucepan and warm over low heat. Add the ground coffee, stir and heat until it’s about to simmer. Shut off heat, cover and let the mixture steep for half an hour or so. Give it a stir from time to time.

Half fill a large bowl or saucepan with ice or ice water and set aside.

In another saucepan, whisk egg yolks and sugar until thick and pale. Strain the coffee mixture carefully to get rid of the coffee grounds, then rewarm it. Stir it very gradually
into the egg mixture. When it’s all incorporated, cook over low heat, stirring constantly, until it thickens enough to coat the spoon. Do not let it boil.

Place the pan of coffee custard in the bowl with the ice or ice water and continue to stir until it cools.

Cover with plastic wrap pressed against the surface so it doesn’t form a skin on top. Chill for at least 12 hours.

Put the coffee beans in a zip-lock bag and smack with a rolling pin or a heavy bottle until they’re chopped up. Set aside.

Churn the ice cream mixture in your machine, following manufacturer’s instructions. When it’s almost ready, mix in the chopped chocolate-covered coffee beans. Store tightly covered in freezer until ready to serve. Makes one quart.