26
Jul 10

Frosty Fruity Antidote to Rising Humidity

Right. We’ve officially entered monsoon season. Three-week intervals of torrential rains. The sun doesn’t have a chance to glare anymore. And when the skies aren’t weeping, the overcast gives rise to torturous humidity. Today, it’s 91%. Approaching Dante’s inferno.

So what do you do? Take cold showers, eat chilled salads, drink lots of water and let shards of cool granita melt away the mugginess.

A Sicillian invention, granita is perfect for those clammy, oppressive afternoons. Especially right after the rains when the soil begins to breathe and releases its sticky, earthy sudor into the air.

Similar to sorbet and a cinch to prepare, it usually takes on the flavor of fruit. Although in caffeine-soaked Italy, coffee proves to be popular as well. So just your preferred liquid, some sugar syrup if needed, a freezer and a fork, you’re already fully equipped to create some jewel-toned ice crystals.

You can make different-flavored batches, freeze them in ice cube trays then pop into ziplocked freezer bags for storing. When you get one of those unannounced visits from friends or family, pulse a few in a food processor and spoon into martini glasses. Voila! A quick and elegant dessert.

Or, you can serve them (especially citrus-perfumed ones) as palate-cleansers in between courses. Your dinner guests will not lack in compliments after spoonfuls of this refreshing entremet.

So next time the hydrometer hits the roof, I know exactly what to reach for. I’m planning to make three batches this week that will include one coffee and one mint. Did one today using peaches…that will for sure take Dante to Paradiso.

xxx

Karima

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19
Jul 10

Blissfully Lost in Gastronomy

Vietnam… the sound of it releases familiar smells in the air. Cilantro. Basil. Lime. Fish sauce. Coffee. Freshly-made baguette…

Before boarding my flights to Saigon and Hanoi, I had read a lot about Vietnam as a culinary destination. Friends also have gone there and come back to share with us popular Vietnamese products. Travel blogs have lauded it. Anthony Bourdain fell in love with it.

So I decided to go have a look.

First night. Hanoi. The street scene in the Old Quarter is absolute chaos. Every corner is dotted with eateries. Dozens and dozens of diners park themselves on low tables and stools, ignoring the noise of the million mopeds passing by and the rubbish beneath their feet. Why?

This is why. Street food here is phenomenal! Imagine a big bowl of the freshest beef strips, rice noodles, cucumber, cilantro, basil, garlic chips and peanuts you can find and top that off with the most flavorful, steaming broth straight from the pot next to you. Ladies and gentlemen, meet Pho — Vietnam’s national dish. I couldn’t get enough of this soup. One month after my visit, I could still (vividly) remember how it tasted like.

Pho is a humble, nourishing dish. Native to the North of Vietnam, it may have borrowed the technique from the French where onion is charred and added to the broth for a full-bodied flavor. There’s even a theory that the word pho came from the last syllable of pot-au-feu (literally “pot on the fire”), a French beef stew that is cooked in a stockpot for hours. This is a definite must-try.

The following day: tour of the city’s temples, pagodas, museums and gardens. Every so often, we take a break. And what better way to relax than sitting by the roadside, watching the locals go about their day and sipping one of the best coffees in the world!

Yes, people, Vietnam is coffee paradise. There’s a cafe in practically every other street. The locals are big coffee drinkers. They like it thick; they like it strong. And I’m not about to complain. Because it’s that good!

It’s also very easy to replicate at home. Start off with authentic Vietnamese coffee, then get yourself a Vietnamese coffee filter which is commonly a metal cup with tiny holes on the bottom. Place that over your glass mug with your desired amount of condensed milk. Spoon freshly ground coffee into the filter, fill with hot water, cover. Presto! You got ambrosia dripping into your cup.

After a long day getting ourselves acculturated, time to embark on another culinary adventure. This time the target is a proper restaurant serving posh nosh. Introducing Highway4. Located in Hang Tre in the Hoan Kiem District, this local institution has been pleasing customers since 2000 and I can see why.

A Vietnamese classic, this spring roll is the freshest I’ve had with the sweetest shrimp I’ve tasted.

Not unlike our famous humba, this braised pork dish is simmered in an earthen pot with slivers of fresh coconut that is just absolutely divine!

Encased in a crunchy coat, this succulent squid entree screams “Butter!” and tastes just like it!

And you can’t go wrong with this fried rice loaded with cubed chicken, diced carrots and green beans. It’s a meal in itself.

The next day is spent just on the outskirts of Hanoi, visiting the Silk and Ceramic Villages. The tour ends at the popular Quan An Ngon restaurant.

Did they look like hawker stalls to you? Yup, they actually are! As it happens, the owner of the restaurant rounded up the best cooks he could find on the alleys of Hanoi, enclosed them inside four walls and gave them freedom to cook their specialties in their very own space in this massive street kitchen. You can browse the individual stalls for Vietnamese favorites or take a look at their extensive menu like we did.

Grilled Beef Salad

Deep Fried Pork Ribs in Sweet & Sour Sauce

Grilled Beef with Chilli Salt

It will take at least a week’s worth of visits to this food paradise to sample all the dishes. And I only have one night left in Hanoi! I think to myself, there will be another time. Still got so many restaurants to try. I will certainly be back.

So packing my bags for the second leg of my Vietnam trip, I check the notes I made earlier about what to try in Saigon. Coconut candies, durian sweets, chicken in bamboo, lemon squid, snake wine, honey tea. But where to start? Hmmm…perhaps the famous street baguettes that I have heard so much about.

Fresh, fragrant, intoxicating. Anthony Bourdain, I’m totally with you on this one.

xx

Karima


13
Jul 10

Jar for All Seasons

I’ve had a long, beautiful love affair with glass. I still do. The closest of my friends and family know this all too well. When I see glass, I drool.

Clear, colored, smoked, printed — doesn’t matter. I like ‘em all. Well, ok…except ugly ones.

There’s just something so romantic and charmingly old world about glass. The dresser looks uber-stylish when crowded with vintage glass perfume bottles; a simple cake or cheese plate seems more elegant under a clear pastry dome; even the very mundane dishwashing liquid is elevated to supermodel status when decanted into empty olive oil bottles.

Over the years, I have collected different glass items, the largest group of which is my drinkware. I generally prefer drinks presented in their appropriate vessels. Like I wouldn’t want my martini served in a tumbler. No — no no no — no no! There’s my Pyrex collection too — casseroles, mixing bowls, measuring jugs. It’s not so obvious that I like to use my oven, huh?

Then one day I discovered Michael Smith on the telly, a Canadian chef who hosts the cooking show Chef at Home. As the program title suggests, it showcases his very own home with the kitchen as his stage. I fell in love with that pantry of his. Every imaginable spice, liqueur, herb, sauce, grain, nut and chocolate has a place in that room. And each is kept fresh in its own glass mason jar.

Yep, you heard me. GLASS mason jars. They’re my new babies! I can think of a million uses for them: petits pots au chocolat, coddled eggs, pies-in-a-jar, creme brulee, homemade vanilla extract, individual shepherd’s pie, fruit syrups, scented sugars, butterscotch sauce… Right. Drool alert. Excuse me while I fetch a towel!

xx

Karima


4
Jul 10

Little Pots of Love

I grew up loving flan. My mum has a PhD in making this caramel-doused dessert. I remember the impatience that accompanied every baking session. Barely had the pan come out of the oven when my brothers and I launched a strike at the still-hot custard, not able to wait a minute longer for it to cool down.

I like custards in general – whether delicate and cozy inside ramekins, luscious underneath a sugary crackle or sitting proudly on a pool of amber syrup.

Now with a child of my own, I shared this predilection with my son by baking some petits pots de creme. They fall right in between a rich creme brulee and a sturdy flan. The difference among the three is essentially the cream-milk-egg ratio. Creme Brulee is made with heavy cream and egg yolks. Pot de Creme has half milk, half cream plus egg yolks. Flan, also known as Creme Caramel, has more milk than cream, whole eggs and egg yolks.

Now asked whether he preferred vanilla or chocolate, my son replied, “Both!” So we worked on two. Why not? I’m not about to go stingy with sharing the love.

xxx

Karima

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1
Jul 10

Belge du Jour

Lately I have been missing my friends and reminiscing about the many mornings we spent at Le Pain Quotidien, our favorite hangout in Jumeirah Beach Residence. Those were times when we just wanted to take it easy, wash down our worries with gigantic bowls of cafe au lait while looking nonchalantly fabulous under the Arabian sun. Truly, undeniably veritable belles du jour.

Snapping myself back to the present, I thought I’d recreate those LPQ moments by spending a good amount of time in the kitchen and baking myself a Belgian treat. I’m leaning towards something sugary these days so I scoured the web and bumped into craquelin. It is basically a brioche that caters to your sweet tooth.

Happy with my choice of bakery, I hastily got down to business. That was last night. This morning, with the dough rising inside the oven, butter softening in the kitchen counter, coffee brewing in the French press… I grabbed a few minutes to put on a sundress and slap on some lippy. I haven’t forgotten to look fab for my petit dejeuner!

xxx

Karima

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27
Jun 10

How Do You Like ‘Em Mangoes

If you come from a tropical country, you probably like mangoes.  Unless you have a severe allergy to it…

Unripe and still green, it teams up well with chopped tomatoes and onions to make a refreshing accompaniment to grilled pork chops.  It even makes a great pickle when marinated in a solution of beer, salt, shallots and sugar.

Ripe and fully perfumed, it serves as the star to many many desserts like the ever popular Mango Float, a Tiramisu-like layered dessert of graham crackers, cream and slices of succulent mango.

This is our take on the Mango-Sago dessert which, in its simplest form, is a chilled sago pudding served with mango slices, coconut milk and syrup.  Our version features a rich homemade vanilla ice cream, loaded with chunks of ripe mango, swirled with mango syrup and topped with sago ‘caviar.’  Here’s hoping no one has allergies to any of that!

xx

Karima

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24
Jun 10

Pleasure in the Raw

I never liked chayote.  The mere mention of it conjures up memories of overcooked green chunks of blandness drowning in tinola broth or trying very hard to make its presence felt amidst a scattering of sauteed ground pork.  When visiting a friend’s place and I happen to be served with anything that has chayote in it, I usually (politely) decline.  And then you get grilled as to why you don’t want to have some.  I’d love to have invented an allergy to this vegetable but at the risk of embarrassing myself, I’d oblige, carefully get a couple of pieces and literally swallow the thing, praying I wouldn’t choke on its mushy texture and obvious lack of flavor!

Well, that was before I discovered it can be eaten raw.

I have never seen it served uncooked.  So I kind of assumed it is only consumed after subjecting it to heat!  While researching for a menu that I had been asked to prepare for a friend who was going on a diet, I found a salad recipe that called for raw chayote.  At first I was flabbergasted.  Then I remembered: do we not cook jicama, radishes, cucumbers and eat them raw as well?

So I gave the recipe a shot.  And I fell in love.

I’ll think twice before I say never again.

xx

Karima

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21
Jun 10

The Devil is in the Cube

Hankered for some steak but not the 300-gm slab of meat that I usually drown in peppercorn sauce.  Not today.  I wanted a steak with a bit of finesse, flavorful but not intimidating on my plate.  And no, I don’t want a filet mignon either!

Then it hit me.  I remembered a recipe from one of my Valli Little cookbooks.  It did call for eye-fillet steak, which is filet mignon in Australia, marinated in soy, ginger and Szechuan pepper, chargrilled to medium rare, and cut up into cubes before being drizzled with a chili-cilantro dressing.  My version, I decided, will feature my favorite beef cut: sirloin.

So I raided my brother’s spice cupboard, ground up some authentic Szechuan peppercorns, marinated the meat and prepared the dressing.  I erred on the side of caution and made a bowl of cool cumin-scented cucumber raita, just in case my kid couldn’t handle the heat.  In any case, I could always offer him a cup of mango ice cream I had whipped up a few hours earlier but I’m digressing.

After a few forkfuls of spicy, hot, cool and lemony things that happily played with my taste buds, I sat back feeling my lips break into a grin, sated.  Oh, did I mention I ate two plates of rice with those little buggers?  Talk about finesse!

xxx

Karima

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13
Nov 09

Chef’s Table by Chef Bruce Lim

It was my first time to experience a private dinner. At first I thought we would be the only customers in the restaurant because it is “private”. I was dead wrong. But nonetheless, it still was a small group – only 18 of us.

We arrived early around 6:45pm and Chef Bruce was already in the kitchen doing prep work. Dinner usually starts at 7:00pm. The kitchen of the restaurant is the the actual place where they shoot his TV shows like Tablescapes. He greeted us and asked us about how we heard about the place. He was, by the way, trained by Mr. Kitchen Bad Boy himself – Gordon Ramsey. Ramsey actually kicked Chef Bruce’s butt (literally). Poor guy.

So blah blah blah, we were so hungry, harassed and couldn’t wait to taste his cooking. We were in it for a set meal of 6 courses and had the best seats in town – just a few inches away from Chef Bruce’s work area.

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22
Sep 09

Hickory Chicken Pizza

I first saw this recipe in my friend’s cellphone. It was a 3gp video clip of a cooking show. I modified his recipe because I was looking for a different taste. But the overall process is pretty much the same. My oven is broken at this time so I used an oven toaster as a substitute.

Remember, since we’re using an oven toaster we can’t use a large pizza crust. It wont fit for sure. Let’s get down to business.

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