August, 2010


27
Aug 10

Delightfully Odd Couple: Naughty Marries Nice

We’ve heard it all before – boy loves girl. Boy is rich (langit); girl is poor (putik). Boy’s mom is a high society monster (impyerno) who promises to ruin girl’s life if she does not leave her son alone. All too familiar? This is a classic recipe in Philippine movies. It has been used countless times already but we never get tired of watching movies with the same plot over and over again. Movie producers are able to rake in millions by making flicks like these! Not only do we love watching beautiful actors weep, scream, walk soaking wet under the pouring rain, we also get that ultimate high when there’s some bitch-slapping every 15 minutes.

In the end, the crying stops. So does the rain. It’s a bright sunny day when boy meets with girl again. The mom looks on from afar flashing her a big disarming smile – the seal of approval. Everything is OK now. Moviegoers can walk out with a glimmer of hope that one day they might just find the John Lloyd Cruz (or Tirso Cruz III, depending on the age bracket) they’ve been looking for.

The principle of opposites has been used in many ways  – yin and yang, beauty and the beast, May-December affair, naughty and nice. In cooking, the same principle can also be applied – sweet and sour, hot and cold, crunchy and smooth. The list goes on. The contrasting qualities of elements introduce an interesting vibe to the whole experience.

In this recipe, I used two ingredients with opposing characteristics – bacon and tofu. Bacon is a salty flavorful thin sheet of cured meat that is generally considered unhealthy because of its high calorie, high saturated fat content. Tofu, on the other hand, is bland but absorbs most of the flavors you mix with it. It is widely accepted as a meat substitute eaten by health buffs (think veggie meat). The combination of the two can be likened to an upscale tokwa’t baboy… which you can certainly serve to your future Mama without fear of being ostracized. Send me a note when you get her nod of approval.

Jon

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23
Aug 10

Dunking, Rolling, Deliciously Monkeying Around

Gen-Z’s. The Digital Natives. As expected, most of them are surgically attached to their electronics. iPhone, iTouch, PSP. With these portable friends, they can surf the net, play games, listen to music, take photos, communicate with each other.

You, who were born during the era of black, rotary dial telephones and television sets that came with their own cupboards, cannot comprehend this new breed. You complain that the kids these days don’t anymore go out and enjoy the sun. That they don’t anymore know how to be creative and build things from scratch.

Truth is, you’re old-fashioned and haven’t caught on with technology. And more importantly, you just want to spend a few moments with your children without letting them feel that you’re robbing them of their precious ‘me’ time.

Enter baker’s play dough. What do you know? The idea alone managed to peel my 12-year old off of his Nintendo DS. Mentioned that I invited his fave cousin to join us, he switched from ‘ok, I’ll help you’ to ‘what time are we going to start?.’

It only took us 4 hours from start to finish but in between, it was an uber-fun (albeit messy) affair. The kids kneaded their own dough, cut them into pieces and rolled them into balls. Then came the greasy construction interspersed with the occasional flicks of bacon fat and semi-molten chocolate at each other.

After clearing the table of butter drips and two kids’ faces of meaty slicks and chocolate smears, we admire the towers of bubble rising inside the oven. And noticing their eyes beaming with absolute pride, who says kids these days can’t build anything from scratch? We may have arrived at the age of the Avatar but I’m confident these digital natives will do just fine. Especially with a little help from imaginative Gen-X’ers!

xxx

Karima

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16
Aug 10

Escaping into Marrakech Dreams

Like I mentioned in a previous post, I was going to make mint granita.  Problem was, I couldn’t find mint in the supermarkets.  So I cheated.

Got some Moroccan Mint Tea in the cupboard and I was dying to use the orange blossom water I purchased in Dubai so I figured, “Heck!  Why not?’

All I need now is a gorgeous sunset, a great rooftop dinner setup and a hearty lamb tagine to wolf down… so I can cleanse my palate!

xxx

Karima

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15
Aug 10

Plunging into the Dark

Usually, I like tropical storms. You’re trapped indoors; it’s nice and cool; got an excuse to huddle close to another erm…warm body. Perfect ‘bed weather.’

But not when they come with power outage. Like what happened during Typhoon Basyang that ravaged the country last month. No damn electricity for 20 hours. And it was gloomy and gray with howling winds and sheets of rain that brought misery to a whole new level.

Yet we’ve known this for the longest time. There’s no use hurling curses at our local government for failing yet again to address this perennial problem. I promise you, that power will come back. Just stay calm…and eat chocolates.

Yup, I have taken inspiration from misery and turned it into something positive. Kind of like Erebus, the God of Darkness bringing forth Eros, the God of Love. Hey, if I’m already using candles by mid-morning, might as well extract romance out of the whole thing.

Erebus, please accept my offering. I hope these Nipples of Venus delight you.

xxx

Karima

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9
Aug 10

Wanted: Nearby Kitchenophile Rehab

Most foodies I know are not scared of using their kitchens. They’re not shy about dressing it up either. Invite them inside a home store and I’d bet top dollar they’ll head straight to the kitchen section. Even if they planned on buying bathroom curtains that day, they’ll come home with new pans, casserole dishes, even spatulas that they don’t really need. If there’s a name for this affliction, whatever it is, I’m suffering from it too!

So deciding to take control of it, I sat down one afternoon and made myself a list. I divided it into three categories:

1 Must-Have
2 Lust-After
3 Gotta-Get-These-Coz-They’ll-Soon-Be-Gone-Forever

The ones that you absolutely need in the kitchen fall under the Must-Have’s. Tools like the Microplane zester, the immersion blender, the heavy-duty stand mixer. You’ll use them over and over. If you attach a particular high-end brand to the item even if there’s a cheaper alternative, move that to the middle category.

The second group contains kitchen items that are great to have but not essential for everyday cooking or food preps. Examples are the ice cream maker, Staub cast iron cocottes, copper cookware. I noticed that I tend to put in this list those that I think will prettify my kitchen counter or are pricier cousins of the must-have’s. I figured without help from anyone, it’ll probably take me a while before I finish crossing out all the items here.  Also, I’m aiming to consider buying one from this section only as a reward for getting myself at least five of the essentials.

The last group includes pieces from the first or second category but with restricted availability. The limited edition’s. Since they’re only available for a period of time, you won’t snag them anywhere once the season is over. Like the sauce dishes above.

They belong to the Pistahan Collection at Gourdo’s, one of my favorite kitchen stores here in Manila. They’re made to look like sapin-sapin, the multi-layered, multi-flavored rice sweet native to our shores. The dishes look fabulous on top of a banana leaf-covered buffet table. Definitely cries, ‘Fiesta!’ Today, they take on a different mood atop a charcoal hot mat, since I’m feeling a wee bit like Picasso. I’ll fill them up later with different compound butters.

With a huge grin painted on my face, I reached for the list I’ve made to cross out the sauce dishes. Did the third category really help control my affliction or did it just worsen it?  As it turns out, contrary to my initial assumptions, the Pistahan Collection is a permanent feature in the store so it’s not going away soon.

Hi. My name is Karima and I’m an addict.

xxx