Perhaps the title of my blog should be:
I Like Fried Food, I Don't Like You...no not YOU dear loyal blog reader. I'm talking about YOU, idiot who has arrived here via a google search for "food I don't like"
That one might be a bit wordy.
I've been eating an awful lot of fried food lately though. Most days I've been managing a Fiber One Bar (or a banh mi if I'm lucky) in the car between clinics for lunch. Haven't been able to do much cooking at night either. Pasta and rice/kimchi have been my dinner staples lately. Somehow I've managed to drop five pounds since rotations started. Though I should view this as the dropping off some unnecessary poundage accumulated during boards study time, I've actually more seen this as license to eat terribly on the weekends. WHOO! Let's round it up:
I had an afternoon at Grady Eye Clinic. I went down the street to the Sweet Auburn Curb Market for a quick lunch. After I ordered the porkchop sandwich, I was wondering why it was taking so long. I was thinking "Hurry up guys...I need to be at clinic by 1, so that they can tell me they don't actually get started until 1:45 and to just hang out and be lazy until then." Turns out it took a long time because...
It was fried! Whooooo! Not much more to say. It was a deep fried porkchop on some bread with lettuce and tomato. I think there was mayo involved too.
I needed a snack on the weekend. Might as well make one:
And if I'm going to make one, it might as well be fried. Fried meatballs. Yup. This one's also self-explanatory.
Okay so not everything I've been making lately has been fried, just in case you were worried about my health.
Take this Nutella ice cream I made. Polish Nutella is better for you than American Nutella, which is why it's totally okay for me to mix it with heavy cream and egg yolks to make ice cream, then top it with more Nutella. It's good for you!
The weather has gotten beautiful in Atlanta. It's no longer raining and cold every day. It's sunny and pollen-y now. Fantastic day to head over to Hampton House and cook up fried chicken.
Made two kinds...Southern style and Korean style. Also sauteed some collard greens. Geoff made potato salad, Dan made guac that you can't see because it's already gone.
Korean style on left...brined the chicken, coated in coconut milk and a special spice/flour blend, and fried TWICE (bonus!) before being coated in a spicy sweet sauce of my own design. Southern style on the right was brined a la Thomas Keller, with some added pickling spice a la Chick-Fil-A. Buttermilk and flour/matzo meal a la Blue Ribbon. It's the bastard child recipe of a bunch of non-Southerners (with the exception of Chick-Fil-A), but I made it here in the South so it counts. I think the Korean style went over better though. Koreans and Southerners are crazy about their fried chicken for good reason.
Erin made dessert:
Perfect strawberry shortcake and vanilla ice cream. Perfect way to end the meal.
Tomorrow I start peds in the afternoons out in Suwanee. It's about an hour away from my apartment without traffic...which means it'll be about three hours realistically. This all means I might be having dinner in the car as well. At this rate I might lose even more weight, which means MORE FRIED FOOD ON THE WEEKENDS! WHOO! Stay tuned.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Friday, March 05, 2010
My long overdue final Korea post
I've been back from Korea for a while, and though I've been pretty busy getting settled into becoming someone who can pretend to be doctory, not a day goes by when I don't absolutely miss the bustle of Seoul. It's not just the TV, which I've been able to keep up with thanks to the interweb, and it's not just hanging out with my sister. How could anyone not miss this?
Loaded chili cheese fries from New York Fries...a source of poutine in a subway station.
Or these:
Genuine churros in the fancy beautiful-people-filled apgujeong-dong.
I'm also nowhere near a doughnut plant anymore. So I can't eat a mascarpone-filled square doughnut, or a citron glazed cake doughnut.
I certainly wouldn't mind warming my hands over a cylinder of charcoal, followed by grilling delicious, cheap, pig skirt meat over the same charcoal (well not the exact same one... a new one).
I wanna duck back into the tent of a food stall and eat fishcake and spicy rice cakes until I explode.
I could even go for more Japanese food in Korea. This bowl of ramen with char-grilled pork was pretty fantastic.
The last meal I ate in Korea was simple and delicious. It was in a "restaurant" that all the employees ate at, right next to the more glamorous food court (everything about Incheon airport is glamorous...how many airports do you know that have 24/7 personal shoppers to help you navigate all the high-end shopping?)
Maybe one of my favorite meals in Korea was at a bo ssam chain. When I got back and told my mom that's where we'd gone, she-in the blunt Korean manner-said their food is terrible, but I liked it. I guess it's not really a fair contest for "favorite meal" because this meal was with my grandma. Hanging around Atlanta, I wanted bo ssam again, but decided that I'd maybe eaten a bit too much pork belly, and that I should use tenderloin instead.
So there it is...tenderloin bo ssam with a quick endive kimchee. Hopefully I'll be able to go back soon and make this for my grandma, but with pork belly because she says you gotta have some amount of fat for it to be tasty.
Second favorite meal? When my aunt basically went insane and cooked five different things that require a lot of time and effort, including braised kimchee and pork belly. It takes a while...
With the help of my semi-new le creuset, I went for it...and thus the pork belly embargo was officially lifted.
Yeah I miss Korea a lot. So much so that I felt like I needed to ease myself back into eating American food at restaurants. I enlisted the help of a high school friend who flew in to Atlanta (for work...and when I say he flew in that's exactly what he did...he flew the plane).
How to bridge the gap? Korean BBQ burger at Flip. Wagyu patty, braised short rib on top...pickled vegetables (which are eaten at every meal in Korea pretty much), and kimchee ketchup. The kimchee ketchup wasn't really noticeable...everything else was tasty though.
Tempura fried rutabaga and zucchini fries have appeared on the side menu. The breading on the zucchini was a bit mealy, but good.
*sigh* What am I to do? I've finished the dramas I was interested in watching, and variety shows only air on Saturdays and Sundays. I need more Korean-ness in my life right now. I googled "Paris Baguette Atlanta" and found three locations...but they had all since closed down.
The new H-Mart in Doraville is close by, and they have:
A Tous Les Jours? Dammit! So close, yet so far away. I guess I'll have to make a trip to LA, Philly, New Jersey, or New York sometime soon. I suppose I could (and definitely would), drive the hour from Lafayette to Santa Clara to hit up a PB.
Loaded chili cheese fries from New York Fries...a source of poutine in a subway station.
Or these:
Genuine churros in the fancy beautiful-people-filled apgujeong-dong.
I'm also nowhere near a doughnut plant anymore. So I can't eat a mascarpone-filled square doughnut, or a citron glazed cake doughnut.
I certainly wouldn't mind warming my hands over a cylinder of charcoal, followed by grilling delicious, cheap, pig skirt meat over the same charcoal (well not the exact same one... a new one).
I wanna duck back into the tent of a food stall and eat fishcake and spicy rice cakes until I explode.
I could even go for more Japanese food in Korea. This bowl of ramen with char-grilled pork was pretty fantastic.
The last meal I ate in Korea was simple and delicious. It was in a "restaurant" that all the employees ate at, right next to the more glamorous food court (everything about Incheon airport is glamorous...how many airports do you know that have 24/7 personal shoppers to help you navigate all the high-end shopping?)
Maybe one of my favorite meals in Korea was at a bo ssam chain. When I got back and told my mom that's where we'd gone, she-in the blunt Korean manner-said their food is terrible, but I liked it. I guess it's not really a fair contest for "favorite meal" because this meal was with my grandma. Hanging around Atlanta, I wanted bo ssam again, but decided that I'd maybe eaten a bit too much pork belly, and that I should use tenderloin instead.
So there it is...tenderloin bo ssam with a quick endive kimchee. Hopefully I'll be able to go back soon and make this for my grandma, but with pork belly because she says you gotta have some amount of fat for it to be tasty.
Second favorite meal? When my aunt basically went insane and cooked five different things that require a lot of time and effort, including braised kimchee and pork belly. It takes a while...
With the help of my semi-new le creuset, I went for it...and thus the pork belly embargo was officially lifted.
Yeah I miss Korea a lot. So much so that I felt like I needed to ease myself back into eating American food at restaurants. I enlisted the help of a high school friend who flew in to Atlanta (for work...and when I say he flew in that's exactly what he did...he flew the plane).
How to bridge the gap? Korean BBQ burger at Flip. Wagyu patty, braised short rib on top...pickled vegetables (which are eaten at every meal in Korea pretty much), and kimchee ketchup. The kimchee ketchup wasn't really noticeable...everything else was tasty though.
Tempura fried rutabaga and zucchini fries have appeared on the side menu. The breading on the zucchini was a bit mealy, but good.
*sigh* What am I to do? I've finished the dramas I was interested in watching, and variety shows only air on Saturdays and Sundays. I need more Korean-ness in my life right now. I googled "Paris Baguette Atlanta" and found three locations...but they had all since closed down.
The new H-Mart in Doraville is close by, and they have:
A Tous Les Jours? Dammit! So close, yet so far away. I guess I'll have to make a trip to LA, Philly, New Jersey, or New York sometime soon. I suppose I could (and definitely would), drive the hour from Lafayette to Santa Clara to hit up a PB.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
More from Korea
I used to think that some of the Korean-adopted Western foods were gross simply because Koreans didn't understand what the hell was going on. Now I realize that Koreans are pretty much saying "okay...that's a good idea, but we'll take it from here and make something that will suit the tastes of Koreans." That doesn't change the fact that I think the pizza here is pretty gross, but at least now I know it's not on account of Koreans simply being insane...they're just looking out for Korea.
These macarons were pretty authentic though. They were truffle and foie gras. I guess my sister and I decided that we might as well splurge on the really weird ones. The truffle one was incredibly truffley. The foie gras was too sweet to really tell what it was like.
Here's some stone pot BibimBap (mixed rice) with a bunch of seafood. Definitely a Korean dish, but it was served at a pseudo Japanese place.
This is skewered and grilled chicken gizzard. One of my favorite parts of the chicken. Also known as the "sand house (chickens eat pebbles/sand to help with digestion)" or in street food terms it can be referred to as the "crap house." On No Reservations with Anthony Bourdain, there was that super annoying girl who weaseled her way into a free trip to Korea, THEN DEMONSTRATED THAT SHE KNEW ABSOLUTELY NOTHING ABOUT KOREA! Good lord that was frustrating. She was like "oh yeah this is the chicken anus or whatever. It's a Korean delicacy." She knew less about Korea than I did, and she didn't know jack about food. Chicken anus is a korean delicacy? Are you kidding? It's street food...and it's eaten because you don't waste anything! It's a bonus that it's delicious. Also the gizzard certainly isn't the anus. How big do you think a chicken anus could possibly be? Koreans all over the world share a common feeling of unity and pride, because for a small country that has been dicked over by pretty much every other country on earth at some point, we've made it pretty far. We're all Koreans and we're all in it together! Not that chick from No Reserations though. She's out.
Red bean porridge. Incredibly traditional stuff from the "second best place in Seoul." It's not just old people who come here though. One of the most fascinating aspects of the Korean people is their respect and adherence to tradition in the midst of incredible modernization. This is a place where you can watch TV on your cell phone...on the subway. Whereas this kind of tech might really only be seen used by the super savvy back in the states, EVERYONE does it here...teens, grandmas, you name it. A large part of Korean tradition and behavior is an intense respect for elders. I'm always amazed when I watched "reality TV" shows here. These shows mostly feature Idols...superstars of the moment doing hilarious stuff for charity. These shows work so well because they're self contained, don't contain any D-list celebrities or non-celebrities vying for attention, and Idols here generally have gone to good high schools/collleges (if they're old enough) and are quite intelligent and funny. I was struck by one episode I saw when one of the most popular women in Korea was farming or something, and she made sure that the older farmer man was fed first before she was. You wouldn't see that shit in the states. Celebs get in trouble here if they do outrageous and idiotic things, deviating from civility is a career killer. In the states, deviating from civility and being a general jackass seems like a requirement to make your career.
I'm not really sure what that elders thing had to with food, so I'll just end it by saying that young Koreans love burgers:
Like this one from Kraze burger.
Or this one with maybe just a tad too much BBQ ranch.
But they also go back to the traditional. Eating in a communal setting is a big deal here. Why? Because we're all in it together! Whoo Korea! It's this spirit that has graced humans with perhaps the world's greatest food:
Koreans may not have invented grilling meat over charcoal, but they certainly make it the most fun. This is samgyeopsal (three layer fat). It's pork belly grilled on charcoal, and you can wrap it in perilla leaves, lettuce, with rice, grilled onions or garlic...however you want. I basically just want to eat this forever. Like...all the time...until my blood turns into mayonnaise and I keel over and die. I'd be pretty happy with that.
More communal eating can be had with a dish simply translated as "One whole chicken."
A massive pot full of broth and a stewed, cut up chicken come to your table and are put over a jet engine. We added some ground chili paste to make it spicy:
And when the chicken was gone we ordered some noodles to throw in. Freaking delicious.
However, I can't help but feel that if one were to eat a whole chicken in Korea, it should be of the deep fried variety:
Korean fried chicken is blowing up in the states too. It's seasoned with something delicious then fried, drained, fried again so the skin is super crisp and delicious. It's not heavily battered so you just get a really crispy skin. You can also get it sauced with some sort of spicy sweet garlicy sauce. Delicious. I only wish I could have tried all of the many locations and unique recipes.
Koreans are also clever, industrious, and ingenious. This is most likely due to the aforementioned fact that the country has been shat on continuously by other countries. Imagine your home state is its own country. Then imagine that all the states around you have constantly tried to invade your state, economically blackmail your state, and wipe all record of your state's history and culture from memory. Despite this, your state has managed to provide the fastest internet on the planet to the highest percentage of it's citizens. Your state is so technologically advanced that the same cell phone that you can use to watch TV on the subway also grants you access to ride that subway (buses too, it tracks your fares, transfers, you can even pay for cabs as well as vending machine items with it). Imagine that your state is so advanced that an iPhone that sets you back $30 with a contract is still a bad deal because it lacks basic features present on any other phone. Imagine your state is so advanced, it has produced this:
The corn dog with the fries attached to it. There's shit going down in Korea that even Neal Stephenson couldn't imagine in Snow Crash.
Interesting mix of traditional and non-traditional food here. It just comes down to the fact that Koreans love good food. No matter where in the world it's from...if it's tasty Koreans will like it. They'll probably adapt it to Korean tastes, and therefore foreigners may brand them ripoff artists, but adaptation to local tastes happens all over the world. How does pizza, pasta, Indian, Mexican, Thai etc. etc. in the US compare to the authentic counterparts in the countries of origin? Shrimp, bacon, corn, and weird cheese sauce on pizza is just Koreans looking out for other Koreans. That's fine with me, though I wouldn't go so far as to eat it.
I'll probably post some more stuff I eat, though my time here is sadly growing short. One thing I've noticed is that I wasted some luggage space by bringing my digital camera. My iPhone camera is more than adequate for the snaps that I take day in and day out. But lately I've been thinking that I want to take better food pictures. I noticed that there are absolutely NO ADS for point and shoot cameras here. There's no Ashton Kutcher whoring himself for some girly touch screen camera. However, I've seen a million ads for SLRs/Micro Four Thirds/other interchangeable lens cameras. It's rare that SLRs are advertised back in the states.
My sister pointed out that there's no market for point and shoot cameras here. Everyone's cell phone has like a 7 megapixel camera with flash, face/smile recognition, and image stabilization (another iPhone shortcoming). People here use an SLR for the great stuff, and their phone for just about everything else. I've been tempted into buying an entry level hybrid interchangeable lens camera here that's not on sale in the US...could better photography of food for my three readers soon follow? We shall see.
These macarons were pretty authentic though. They were truffle and foie gras. I guess my sister and I decided that we might as well splurge on the really weird ones. The truffle one was incredibly truffley. The foie gras was too sweet to really tell what it was like.
Here's some stone pot BibimBap (mixed rice) with a bunch of seafood. Definitely a Korean dish, but it was served at a pseudo Japanese place.
This is skewered and grilled chicken gizzard. One of my favorite parts of the chicken. Also known as the "sand house (chickens eat pebbles/sand to help with digestion)" or in street food terms it can be referred to as the "crap house." On No Reservations with Anthony Bourdain, there was that super annoying girl who weaseled her way into a free trip to Korea, THEN DEMONSTRATED THAT SHE KNEW ABSOLUTELY NOTHING ABOUT KOREA! Good lord that was frustrating. She was like "oh yeah this is the chicken anus or whatever. It's a Korean delicacy." She knew less about Korea than I did, and she didn't know jack about food. Chicken anus is a korean delicacy? Are you kidding? It's street food...and it's eaten because you don't waste anything! It's a bonus that it's delicious. Also the gizzard certainly isn't the anus. How big do you think a chicken anus could possibly be? Koreans all over the world share a common feeling of unity and pride, because for a small country that has been dicked over by pretty much every other country on earth at some point, we've made it pretty far. We're all Koreans and we're all in it together! Not that chick from No Reserations though. She's out.
Red bean porridge. Incredibly traditional stuff from the "second best place in Seoul." It's not just old people who come here though. One of the most fascinating aspects of the Korean people is their respect and adherence to tradition in the midst of incredible modernization. This is a place where you can watch TV on your cell phone...on the subway. Whereas this kind of tech might really only be seen used by the super savvy back in the states, EVERYONE does it here...teens, grandmas, you name it. A large part of Korean tradition and behavior is an intense respect for elders. I'm always amazed when I watched "reality TV" shows here. These shows mostly feature Idols...superstars of the moment doing hilarious stuff for charity. These shows work so well because they're self contained, don't contain any D-list celebrities or non-celebrities vying for attention, and Idols here generally have gone to good high schools/collleges (if they're old enough) and are quite intelligent and funny. I was struck by one episode I saw when one of the most popular women in Korea was farming or something, and she made sure that the older farmer man was fed first before she was. You wouldn't see that shit in the states. Celebs get in trouble here if they do outrageous and idiotic things, deviating from civility is a career killer. In the states, deviating from civility and being a general jackass seems like a requirement to make your career.
I'm not really sure what that elders thing had to with food, so I'll just end it by saying that young Koreans love burgers:
Like this one from Kraze burger.
Or this one with maybe just a tad too much BBQ ranch.
But they also go back to the traditional. Eating in a communal setting is a big deal here. Why? Because we're all in it together! Whoo Korea! It's this spirit that has graced humans with perhaps the world's greatest food:
Koreans may not have invented grilling meat over charcoal, but they certainly make it the most fun. This is samgyeopsal (three layer fat). It's pork belly grilled on charcoal, and you can wrap it in perilla leaves, lettuce, with rice, grilled onions or garlic...however you want. I basically just want to eat this forever. Like...all the time...until my blood turns into mayonnaise and I keel over and die. I'd be pretty happy with that.
More communal eating can be had with a dish simply translated as "One whole chicken."
A massive pot full of broth and a stewed, cut up chicken come to your table and are put over a jet engine. We added some ground chili paste to make it spicy:
And when the chicken was gone we ordered some noodles to throw in. Freaking delicious.
However, I can't help but feel that if one were to eat a whole chicken in Korea, it should be of the deep fried variety:
Korean fried chicken is blowing up in the states too. It's seasoned with something delicious then fried, drained, fried again so the skin is super crisp and delicious. It's not heavily battered so you just get a really crispy skin. You can also get it sauced with some sort of spicy sweet garlicy sauce. Delicious. I only wish I could have tried all of the many locations and unique recipes.
Koreans are also clever, industrious, and ingenious. This is most likely due to the aforementioned fact that the country has been shat on continuously by other countries. Imagine your home state is its own country. Then imagine that all the states around you have constantly tried to invade your state, economically blackmail your state, and wipe all record of your state's history and culture from memory. Despite this, your state has managed to provide the fastest internet on the planet to the highest percentage of it's citizens. Your state is so technologically advanced that the same cell phone that you can use to watch TV on the subway also grants you access to ride that subway (buses too, it tracks your fares, transfers, you can even pay for cabs as well as vending machine items with it). Imagine that your state is so advanced that an iPhone that sets you back $30 with a contract is still a bad deal because it lacks basic features present on any other phone. Imagine your state is so advanced, it has produced this:
The corn dog with the fries attached to it. There's shit going down in Korea that even Neal Stephenson couldn't imagine in Snow Crash.
Interesting mix of traditional and non-traditional food here. It just comes down to the fact that Koreans love good food. No matter where in the world it's from...if it's tasty Koreans will like it. They'll probably adapt it to Korean tastes, and therefore foreigners may brand them ripoff artists, but adaptation to local tastes happens all over the world. How does pizza, pasta, Indian, Mexican, Thai etc. etc. in the US compare to the authentic counterparts in the countries of origin? Shrimp, bacon, corn, and weird cheese sauce on pizza is just Koreans looking out for other Koreans. That's fine with me, though I wouldn't go so far as to eat it.
I'll probably post some more stuff I eat, though my time here is sadly growing short. One thing I've noticed is that I wasted some luggage space by bringing my digital camera. My iPhone camera is more than adequate for the snaps that I take day in and day out. But lately I've been thinking that I want to take better food pictures. I noticed that there are absolutely NO ADS for point and shoot cameras here. There's no Ashton Kutcher whoring himself for some girly touch screen camera. However, I've seen a million ads for SLRs/Micro Four Thirds/other interchangeable lens cameras. It's rare that SLRs are advertised back in the states.
My sister pointed out that there's no market for point and shoot cameras here. Everyone's cell phone has like a 7 megapixel camera with flash, face/smile recognition, and image stabilization (another iPhone shortcoming). People here use an SLR for the great stuff, and their phone for just about everything else. I've been tempted into buying an entry level hybrid interchangeable lens camera here that's not on sale in the US...could better photography of food for my three readers soon follow? We shall see.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Korea 2010
I've fled to Korea to relax after taking the boards. This is probably the longest stretch of time I've spent in Korea since I started really appreciating food...and the great thing about Korea is that there's plenty of food to appreciate. My sister is here learning Korean, so the timing was perfect.
There's the incredibly famous Myeongdong Gyoja which my parents frequented, and we usually eat here every time we come to Korea (last time I was here, there was a line about a mile long stretching out of the place so we passed).
It's known for dumplings and kal guksu (handcut noodles), and every foreign blogger's writeup will mention these two things.
I don't remember the soup always containing small dumplings, but there they were and they were good.
I think the REAL draw of Myeongdong Gyoja is their insanely strong Kimchi. It's on the earlier side of fermentation (which I like), and not only has insane levels of Korean ground chili powder, but also of garlic. The garlic level on this kimchi is unbelievable. It really is meant to be slightly washed in your soup. It's understandable why many Americans would shy away from this kimchi, because it's not only on the spicier end of the kimchi spectrum, but because they're worried about their breath smelling garlicky for days on end (garlic breath really cramps the Asian fetishist's game).
Also in Myeongdong is a branch of the famous Doughnut Plant NYC. The doughnut wars are still pretty fierce in Korea. Dunkin' Donuts (which is a much nicer cafe experience in Korea than in the US) now occupies the most expensive real estate in Korea (a three story location in the heart of Myeongdong...previously occupied by a Starbucks).
Doughnut plant donuts are ridiculously expensive, but they're tasty. The Tres Leches is really good, the creme brulee actually has a crispy creme brulee style crust (but the custard is so-so and the doughnut itself is a bit too chewy). The blackout is maybe a little too cocoa-powdery on the verge of being a bit bland. We'll be back for more though.
Today we're hanging out in Insadong, which has a lot of stores for traditional Korean items. There's also a lot of street food here...and a lot of tourists.
We passed by some people pounding rice for fresh ddeok (rice cake). I don't think I've ever had ddeok that was super freshly made and still warm. Good stuff.
This is a special type of hoddeok made with some corn flour as well as sweet rice flour. Hoddeok is a family favorite. It's a sweet rice dough filled with a cinnamon sugar mixture then fried in a shallow pool of oil on a very hot griddle. It ends up being a delicious chewy caramel-filled pancake. With the addition of the corn flour, it puffs up and gains a very crisp outer layer, while the inside remains super chewy.
Right now I'm sitting in a cafe that overlooks Ssamzie market plaza (which seems to be pretty new). It has a chic-ly low ceiling in the loft area (can't stand up all the ay low), and serves up a decent latte as well as a nice Belgian waffle.
Asians love Belgian waffles...probably because they're freaking delicious.
This square was featured in a variety show bit last week, in which one of the members of a comedy troupe was dressed up as a Navi from Avatar and was ordered around by the other members. There's a food stand here where he ordered something that now has a crazy line. They have pictures of the episode and everything. Best free advertising ever. Sorry it's not subtitled, but check out 7:38 for a moment of genius.
There's the incredibly famous Myeongdong Gyoja which my parents frequented, and we usually eat here every time we come to Korea (last time I was here, there was a line about a mile long stretching out of the place so we passed).
It's known for dumplings and kal guksu (handcut noodles), and every foreign blogger's writeup will mention these two things.
I don't remember the soup always containing small dumplings, but there they were and they were good.
I think the REAL draw of Myeongdong Gyoja is their insanely strong Kimchi. It's on the earlier side of fermentation (which I like), and not only has insane levels of Korean ground chili powder, but also of garlic. The garlic level on this kimchi is unbelievable. It really is meant to be slightly washed in your soup. It's understandable why many Americans would shy away from this kimchi, because it's not only on the spicier end of the kimchi spectrum, but because they're worried about their breath smelling garlicky for days on end (garlic breath really cramps the Asian fetishist's game).
Also in Myeongdong is a branch of the famous Doughnut Plant NYC. The doughnut wars are still pretty fierce in Korea. Dunkin' Donuts (which is a much nicer cafe experience in Korea than in the US) now occupies the most expensive real estate in Korea (a three story location in the heart of Myeongdong...previously occupied by a Starbucks).
Doughnut plant donuts are ridiculously expensive, but they're tasty. The Tres Leches is really good, the creme brulee actually has a crispy creme brulee style crust (but the custard is so-so and the doughnut itself is a bit too chewy). The blackout is maybe a little too cocoa-powdery on the verge of being a bit bland. We'll be back for more though.
Today we're hanging out in Insadong, which has a lot of stores for traditional Korean items. There's also a lot of street food here...and a lot of tourists.
We passed by some people pounding rice for fresh ddeok (rice cake). I don't think I've ever had ddeok that was super freshly made and still warm. Good stuff.
This is a special type of hoddeok made with some corn flour as well as sweet rice flour. Hoddeok is a family favorite. It's a sweet rice dough filled with a cinnamon sugar mixture then fried in a shallow pool of oil on a very hot griddle. It ends up being a delicious chewy caramel-filled pancake. With the addition of the corn flour, it puffs up and gains a very crisp outer layer, while the inside remains super chewy.
Right now I'm sitting in a cafe that overlooks Ssamzie market plaza (which seems to be pretty new). It has a chic-ly low ceiling in the loft area (can't stand up all the ay low), and serves up a decent latte as well as a nice Belgian waffle.
Asians love Belgian waffles...probably because they're freaking delicious.
This square was featured in a variety show bit last week, in which one of the members of a comedy troupe was dressed up as a Navi from Avatar and was ordered around by the other members. There's a food stand here where he ordered something that now has a crazy line. They have pictures of the episode and everything. Best free advertising ever. Sorry it's not subtitled, but check out 7:38 for a moment of genius.
Friday, December 25, 2009
Proust was the O.G. Oprah
There's no doubt that the Madeleine owes its fancy-pants notoriety to Marcel Proust. Would this tiny cake fetch $2 apiece at coffee shops had he not tediously described the crumbs in his tea spoon? Nope. Would this masturbatory exercise in intellectual foodie smugness have been given space on Slate's servers if the Proust-Madeleine connection weren't so well known? Actually it's quite possible. Forget about that one...that's a bad example (and by the way, if following Julia Child's directions in preparing the molds by brushing with butter and flour, a certain amount of micro-crumbs are definitely present on the shell side after removal).
The publicity generated by Proust's 7-or-so paragraph Madeleine shout-out dwarfs any kind of hype generated for the favorite things of Oprah, undoubtedly the most influential person in media...and possibly the planet (Would sales of Anna Karenina in non-school bookstores have increased 100-fold had it not been for her book club? Nope. Would Jonathan Franzen have been exposed as a complete douche had it not been for Oprah's wisdom? Wait...another bad example. Doucheosity of that magnitude always manifests.)
Sometimes people ask me what I've cooked most in my lifetime. Recently I've come to realize that it's the Madeleine. I first made them for 8th-grade Francais avec Madame Windfuhr (my sister knew her as Frau Windfuhr...she taught both German and French). I really didn't know what I was getting into when I decided this was going to be my contribution to the class holiday party (I'm so glad I didn't decide to do a Bûche de Noël). This was in the infancy of my cooking ability, and I was unfamiliar with the concept of needing a shell-shaped pan to make a shell-shaped cake. So my first step was to acquire a pan, which involved telling my mom (likely three days before the day they were due) that I needed a Madeleine pan...and while she was at it, a recipe.
Two different recipes were used for the very first batch I made. One called for Amaretto and orange flower water. It was fussy and overly sweet. The other was Julia Child's recipe, requiring lemon zest and browned butter. I've come to realize now that any recipe that calls for liqueurs or ground up nuts etc. are probably doing so in order to avoid browning the butter. This was the first time I'd ever attempted browned butter, and it was under my mom's watchful eye. I suppose this is why I've never been too afraid to do it, as I distinctly remember the first instant when the butter darkened and gave off that unmistakably nutty aroma, then my mom telling me it was ready to come off the stove and into the ice bath.
After determining that Julia Child's recipe was the best (and that our oven at the time ran 50 degrees hot), I had plenty of opportunities to fine tune the method, as my mother's infatuation with the little French cake developed instantly. I've tried less labor-intensive ways of making the Madeleine pan nonstick (nothing worked as well as the original), including silicone molds (terrible). I've tried straining out the solids from the browned butter (not worth the effort), and dipping in chocolate (also not really worth the effort). I'd conservatively estimate that I've averaged two or three batches of Madeleines per year since the 8th grade. I've made far more packets of EasyMac and instant ramen, but nothing from scratch. Any time I needed to contribute something for a French class party, the Madeleine pan made an appearance. At one point in high school, I think I demonstrated how to make them en Francais ("et maintenant, faitesla le beurre noisette"). Unfortunately, this knowledge did not help me on the AP test. Nowadays I couldn't use l'imparfait to save my life (Is it if my life were in a habitual state of danger in the past? If my life were in danger for an unspecified amount of time in the past? Both?), but I can make a pretty decent Madeleine.
I suppose I owe a debt of gratitude to Proust, though let's face it...À la Recherche du Temps Perdu can be some pretty boring-ass shit. However, I can safely say that there is no possible way I would have known about Madeleines in junior high had it not been for him. The canelé and the macaron are also delicious French pastries, but I've only come to know about those recently. Maybe someday this blog will serve as my (rambling...sorry) memoir. I wonder what food item I will make famous. I suppose the chicken biscuit is what I've written about most lately. It certainly wouldn't be difficult to write a couple thousand words about my first chicken biscuit for (regrettably) it was only a couple years ago. That's why you shouldn't judge me for eating them so often. I'm simply trying to make up for temps perdu.
The publicity generated by Proust's 7-or-so paragraph Madeleine shout-out dwarfs any kind of hype generated for the favorite things of Oprah, undoubtedly the most influential person in media...and possibly the planet (Would sales of Anna Karenina in non-school bookstores have increased 100-fold had it not been for her book club? Nope. Would Jonathan Franzen have been exposed as a complete douche had it not been for Oprah's wisdom? Wait...another bad example. Doucheosity of that magnitude always manifests.)
Sometimes people ask me what I've cooked most in my lifetime. Recently I've come to realize that it's the Madeleine. I first made them for 8th-grade Francais avec Madame Windfuhr (my sister knew her as Frau Windfuhr...she taught both German and French). I really didn't know what I was getting into when I decided this was going to be my contribution to the class holiday party (I'm so glad I didn't decide to do a Bûche de Noël). This was in the infancy of my cooking ability, and I was unfamiliar with the concept of needing a shell-shaped pan to make a shell-shaped cake. So my first step was to acquire a pan, which involved telling my mom (likely three days before the day they were due) that I needed a Madeleine pan...and while she was at it, a recipe.
Two different recipes were used for the very first batch I made. One called for Amaretto and orange flower water. It was fussy and overly sweet. The other was Julia Child's recipe, requiring lemon zest and browned butter. I've come to realize now that any recipe that calls for liqueurs or ground up nuts etc. are probably doing so in order to avoid browning the butter. This was the first time I'd ever attempted browned butter, and it was under my mom's watchful eye. I suppose this is why I've never been too afraid to do it, as I distinctly remember the first instant when the butter darkened and gave off that unmistakably nutty aroma, then my mom telling me it was ready to come off the stove and into the ice bath.
After determining that Julia Child's recipe was the best (and that our oven at the time ran 50 degrees hot), I had plenty of opportunities to fine tune the method, as my mother's infatuation with the little French cake developed instantly. I've tried less labor-intensive ways of making the Madeleine pan nonstick (nothing worked as well as the original), including silicone molds (terrible). I've tried straining out the solids from the browned butter (not worth the effort), and dipping in chocolate (also not really worth the effort). I'd conservatively estimate that I've averaged two or three batches of Madeleines per year since the 8th grade. I've made far more packets of EasyMac and instant ramen, but nothing from scratch. Any time I needed to contribute something for a French class party, the Madeleine pan made an appearance. At one point in high school, I think I demonstrated how to make them en Francais ("et maintenant, faites
I suppose I owe a debt of gratitude to Proust, though let's face it...À la Recherche du Temps Perdu can be some pretty boring-ass shit. However, I can safely say that there is no possible way I would have known about Madeleines in junior high had it not been for him. The canelé and the macaron are also delicious French pastries, but I've only come to know about those recently. Maybe someday this blog will serve as my (rambling...sorry) memoir. I wonder what food item I will make famous. I suppose the chicken biscuit is what I've written about most lately. It certainly wouldn't be difficult to write a couple thousand words about my first chicken biscuit for (regrettably) it was only a couple years ago. That's why you shouldn't judge me for eating them so often. I'm simply trying to make up for temps perdu.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Do reality TV stars continue to exist if no one is watching them?
Debatable, which is probably why they're always doing stuff to keep themselves on TMZ. It seems like reality TV chefs have similar challenges. It used to be that someone had to establish a few really good restaurants before they could think about a shot at TV. Once they got there, they could either take the respected PBS cooking show route, the pseudo-cooking make-sure-it-contains-a-processed-food-we-can-shill Food Network route, or the ego-driven shameless-self-promotion-followed-by-crash 'n burn-route (aka "The Rocco"). All three can lead to celebrity and further success running a restaurant empire.
Top Chef has changed that formula.
Take for example Richard Blais, runner up on season 4 of the Bravo show that was never quite as good as Project Runway. Leading up to his time on the show, his résumé included a two year executive chef position at a restaurant that's now a Ted's Montana grill, a self-titled restaurant that failed within six months, a firing from another place, then a decent review from the AJC at a once-trendy restaurant that has since drowned in the sea of Atlanta's slickly-decorated-and-overpriced restaurants with indistinguishable $20+ entrees (bonus trendy appeal if it's located in what was once a warehouse or housing projects...nothing makes a restaurant experience better than the knowledge that your grilled hanger steak came at the expense of a few displaced undesirable poor people).
His bio mentions that he's studied under Thomas Keller, Daniel Boulud, and Ferran Adria. These are some of the most famous names in their extremely different disciplines. Who really knows what "studied under" means on Wikipedia. Boulud keeps an office over Daniel (according to After Hours with Daniel), so I could walk into his restaurant, read the menu, then technically say I've "studied under Daniel Boulud" on the .01% likelihood he was in his office at that moment. Judging by his work on Top Chef and Top Chef Masters, it doesn't seem that Blais could possibly reach the lofty heights of his mentors' talents. I haven't actually tried Boulud's or Adria's food, but Blais doesn't have the instinct for perfectly executed California cuisine or the ability for all-out playful, challenging, befuddling molecular gastronomy. "Sorta perfect" execution and "sorta impressive but now somewhat common" molecular gastronomy wouldn't do in a fine dining restaurant...but it works perfectly for a burger joint.
My old college roommate Dan came down to Atlanta for the weekend. Our bond was forged mainly through being gluttons. During our freshman year, Trader Joe's had not yet come to Amherst, so when my mother sent Peanut Butter Cups and Crack Cookies (crispy oatmeal chocolate chip), Dan was always close by. He repaid her kindness by making her physically ill with his stench when he came to California. Sophomore year when we were living in the same room, the Pinocchio's number, along with their two-for-one pizza coupons were always in use. Junior year when he was abroad in Florence and I went to visit him, our tourist style was basically "Big church, big church, pretty art...what's for lunch?" Suite life senior year centered around tea-time eats in the lower common room. Naturally I wanted to take him to a hot restaurant that everyone was raving about but was also moderately priced. Dan's visit gave the perfect excuse to check out Flip Burger Boutique which I had been hearing about constantly but hadn't yet tried.
Let's talk about the milkshakes. Earlier I mentioned that his molecular gastronomy isn't on the level of a Ferran Adria, Jose Andres, or Wylie Dufresne. That's perfectly fine for a burger place. It's cool if there's something entertaining, as long as it doesn't seriously freak you out and it works well...basically it has to taste good. Using liquid nitrogen to make milkshakes could be a gigantic gimmick. After thinking about it, it may be that nitrogen allows for a liquid milk shake base, and instead of having to make separate ice cream base then churn and freeze it, (a long process), one can simply add just enough liquid nitrogen while mixing to create a milkshake consistency, but not too much to make ice cream (as anyone who's taken a high school level or below science class sometime in their life has done). Also, the whole freezing/churning process of ice cream might do undesirable things to ingredients like Krispy Kreme doughnut bits or pistachios. Either that or it could be a huge gimmick...I'll let you know after I try the foie gras. Given that Blais has talked about opening a creamery either next door or nearby makes me think that yes...they do make ice cream with liquid nitrogen, then make a milkshake in the normal way, then for show just pour a bit of liquid nitrogen on the top of the shake for flair.
I tried (over the course of two visits with friends) the Krispy Kreme, Pumpkin Pie, Pistachio White Truffle, Nutella and Burnt Marshmallow, and the Key Lime Cheesecake.
The pumpkin pie gave the most accurate taste experience to its namesake food. As you can see, they'll split a milkshake for you if you ask. Audra and Erin ordered these (Erin's is quite appropriately sized).
This is a shot of Dan's Nutella and Burnt Marshmallow shake (though on facebook, Amanda Cai-or The 'Da as I like to call her-tagged herself on this photo. This is because she was jealous that Audra and Erin were tagged on their milkshakes, but by the time photos had been taken, she had already inhaled her shake. Right now if Amanda is reading this she's probably upset, even more so because there isn't anything I've said that's untrue). The burnt marshmallow was fine...simple torch job on the top ones, but it seemed like the mound underneath were still "raw." The shake itself tasted like a good solid chocolate milkshake.
The pistachio white chocolate was quite good, but you have to stir it all together first. The shake itself is nicely pistachio-laden. The whipped cream contains a lot of white truffle oil/flavor. I started drinking from the bottom, which led to too little white truffle early on then a bit too much later. Together though, they make for a shake that tastes like Italy. Don't ask why...it just does.
Krispy Kreme tasted extremely accurate as well, but that might be better for splitting, and Key Lime Cheesecake was also delicious. It had graham cracker crust bits on the bottom, had a nice lime flavor without being too sour, and later I was able to taste the cheesecake-ness of it (which had been masked by the cold up until then). Again, one that requires mixing well first.
So the liquid nitrogen for milkshakes may be a complete gimmick to up the price, but it does serve a more functional purpose in the kitchen. The french fries are cut, blanched/par-fried in duck fat, then flash frozen in liquid nitrogen. Why are McDonald's fries so crisp on the outside and fluffy on the inside? They're blanched then flash frozen. Fried once (a la in-n-out) makes for either weirdly crisp throughout or just kinda so-so soft. Even blanch frying then crisping later (which I do at home) can lead to uneven results, with fries sometimes becoming too brown before they're really done. The freezing process makes for a nice and uniformly crisp outside of the fry with a great texture on the inside. Frying in duck fat is nice, but I've read reviews on Yelp where people say that the duck flavor is great. Anyone who thinks they're tasting duck is fooling themselves. Think about what an unseasoned duck would taste like, then imagine if you'd be able to taste a thin layer of that over potato, salt, and parsley (not to mention ketchup and smoked mayo). Try taking rendered bacon fat and spreading it on toast. How much bacon do you taste? How much stronger does bacon taste than duck? In any case, stop fooling yourselves. Things fried in duck fat certainly taste DIFFERENT than if they'd been fried in say canola. Duck fat is more pleasantly neutral and feels lighter on the lips, whereas other oils are more raw/oily neutral tasting. Duck fat is also less likely to go rancid so there are definitely benefits. In any case, it's a bit of a moot point because they fry things WELL at Flip. This means that the things they're frying aren't sponging up massive amounts of oil (think steak fries from your school cafeteria).
The fried bread and butter pickles (made in house) are fantastic. Don't let them sit too long though, as they turn a bit slimy and overpoweringly briny when cold. It won't be hard to eat them quickly though. Try them without the ranch first, then dip if you like.
The fried okra was the most impressive fried item of the day. Split down the middle (with what I imagine is a pretty sharp blade) instead of the more traditional segments, the sliminess is kept in check and the result is fried okra that's light and crisp like potato chips (with a few chewy ones every now and then...those are good too). Comes with a sriracha ranch.
There are those fries next to the farm burger. Here's where the Alice Waters influence comes in (wiki says he also studied at Chez Panisse...THERE TOO? SERIOUSLY, IT JUST SEEMS MADE UP AT THIS POINT). Organic grass-fed beef, heirloom tomatoes, local blah blah blah blah. It was a tasty burger. The beef was certainly of higher quality than any other burger I've had in recent memory, and it was cooked well. Flip doesn't seem to suffer from the temeprature inconsistency issues that places like The Vortex do. Nice amount of char on the outside of the burger, still slightly pink on the inside.
The steak tartare burger was phenomenal. Great texture, great flavor, sous-vide egg yolk takes out some of the rawness of normal tartare (eat a raw egg yolk, then eat an over easy or poached egg yolk for comparison, they're both runny but different).
I also tried the Philly the next night, which had "American Cheez Whiz" on it. This was more like a foam/whip cheese that tasted like Port Salut than actual cheez whiz. The burger sits on ketchup, then is topped with onions and peppers and the cheese stuff. This makes for a burger patty that is prone to sliding right out of the light brioche buns (from Alon's). It's a terrible mess, but also terribly fun. Delicious too. I had bites of the ossobucco, which had a nice gremolata, and the rBQ, which was basically a better than average pulled pork sandwich with brisket instead of pig.
I won't really pass final judgment on the burgers until I follow Marla's advice. She said to really judge the place I should try the the flip, their most basic burger. I was too excited to try the more creative things at the time, but now I realize she was absolutely right. The burgers aren't outlandishly expensive (the most expensive is the foie gras-laden A5, which at $39 is $7 more expensive than Daniel Boulud's db bistro moderne burger which comes with fries and adds truffle, but lacks Kobe beef) so if the flip is really solid that would make me happy. I think it was 6 or 7 bucks. The burgers are, however, a bit small to eat without a side which costs extra. The fried items are quite reasonably priced, for smaller but not inadequate portions. The non-fried sides are a bit more pricey.
I'll stop talking about the food for a bit now, as I'm wandering way too close into typical uninformed restaurant review territory. People often form an opinion of a restaurant before they even take a bite of food, either having read other reviews on yelp, or maybe they've seen the place on a Rachel Ray show, and gush about it. Otherwise, people will be negative for the sake of being negative. JUST GO EAT AT THE PLACE AND FIND OUT YOURSELF for god's sake. I'll just say this...it's good, I liked it, you should at least try it.
Will the hype last? I think the prices are pretty reasonable, but the menu needs some editing, and maybe more than one burger special. I haven't tried most of the non-beef burgers and I haven't tried some of the beef burgers. Dan and I went back the next night for dinner. In retrospect, for me at least, it was more the excitement of the novelty/creativity of the burgers and shakes than the food itself that drew me back (that and the fried items...I'd go just to eat the fried stuff). I'll have to go back and try the flip, and there are still things on the menu I want to try, and things I don't really want to try. After I'm through with those, I wonder if there's something that'll really COMPEL me to go unless someone comes into town. The drive is similar in length to that of a Banh Mi place that is excellent and where a sandwich is no more than $2.50.
There's no doubt that maybe 50-70% of the hype is Richard Blais's TV success. It's a solid restaurant no doubt, and to be fair Blais was a finalist, but I'd probably be raging at Flip if it cost any more. There was a bonafide Richard Blais sighting when he came out to talk to the front of the house, and Audra almost passed out with excitement. He's not really well established enough to avoid being hands on in the restaurant. The same could be said for a lot of other famous chefs out there now though. I think Blais is pretty smart in the way he digs in and gets involved. He shows his face which everyone gets excited about, and he's friendly and gracious and is willing to take pictures with people. He knows that some of the fame is from the show, and embraces that, but doesn't charge you for it. If he tried to get away with that he would tank. Think about how many Top Chef, America's Next Top Model, Project Runway WINNERS etc. etc. etc. go on to have really famous careers. Can you even name all of them? If you remember Top Chef's season one winner, Harold Dieterle, he opened a restaurant in NYC called Perilla. By the NY Times's review (1 star), he tried hard not to make himself too visible, probably not wanting to take advantage of his reality show celebrity (either that or he was too arrogant to think that the majority of his patrons were there for a different reason). The nicest thing Zagat had to say about it was "the understated verging on spare interior is in sharp contrast to the emphatic pricing." Snap.
In any case, Flip fills a perfect role. Upscale burgers at a reasonable price. Going to a really fancy restaurant is a great experience, but the prices prohibit your brain from craving a return trip. Flip is priced so that you can go back and try all the different burgers. If you don't get a milkshake (which you really don't have to), a meal is really very reasonable. I'll be going back, as I have unfinished business (they were out of Korean BBQ on the second night, which was my initial choice). I'm sure that anyone who goes will likely find reasons to make a return trip. It may be curiosity, but that's not necessarily a bad thing, because it's never a bad thing if there are multiple items on the menu that pique your interest. Once the novelty wears off, hopefully things rotate a bit or there's one particular burger I really want to go back for. Maybe it'll be the A5 with a foie gras shake, hopefully not...for my wallet's sake. I'm not really too concerned with my health.
Is reality TV good for restaurants? I can't say. There are a few other restaurants here in Atlanta with Top Chef alums, some of whom have gone pretty far in the contest, and I hear they're good. Still, how many Top Chef alums do you suppose will win James Beard foundation awards as well? Yeah that's what I thought too.
Top Chef has changed that formula.
Take for example Richard Blais, runner up on season 4 of the Bravo show that was never quite as good as Project Runway. Leading up to his time on the show, his résumé included a two year executive chef position at a restaurant that's now a Ted's Montana grill, a self-titled restaurant that failed within six months, a firing from another place, then a decent review from the AJC at a once-trendy restaurant that has since drowned in the sea of Atlanta's slickly-decorated-and-overpriced restaurants with indistinguishable $20+ entrees (bonus trendy appeal if it's located in what was once a warehouse or housing projects...nothing makes a restaurant experience better than the knowledge that your grilled hanger steak came at the expense of a few displaced undesirable poor people).
His bio mentions that he's studied under Thomas Keller, Daniel Boulud, and Ferran Adria. These are some of the most famous names in their extremely different disciplines. Who really knows what "studied under" means on Wikipedia. Boulud keeps an office over Daniel (according to After Hours with Daniel), so I could walk into his restaurant, read the menu, then technically say I've "studied under Daniel Boulud" on the .01% likelihood he was in his office at that moment. Judging by his work on Top Chef and Top Chef Masters, it doesn't seem that Blais could possibly reach the lofty heights of his mentors' talents. I haven't actually tried Boulud's or Adria's food, but Blais doesn't have the instinct for perfectly executed California cuisine or the ability for all-out playful, challenging, befuddling molecular gastronomy. "Sorta perfect" execution and "sorta impressive but now somewhat common" molecular gastronomy wouldn't do in a fine dining restaurant...but it works perfectly for a burger joint.
My old college roommate Dan came down to Atlanta for the weekend. Our bond was forged mainly through being gluttons. During our freshman year, Trader Joe's had not yet come to Amherst, so when my mother sent Peanut Butter Cups and Crack Cookies (crispy oatmeal chocolate chip), Dan was always close by. He repaid her kindness by making her physically ill with his stench when he came to California. Sophomore year when we were living in the same room, the Pinocchio's number, along with their two-for-one pizza coupons were always in use. Junior year when he was abroad in Florence and I went to visit him, our tourist style was basically "Big church, big church, pretty art...what's for lunch?" Suite life senior year centered around tea-time eats in the lower common room. Naturally I wanted to take him to a hot restaurant that everyone was raving about but was also moderately priced. Dan's visit gave the perfect excuse to check out Flip Burger Boutique which I had been hearing about constantly but hadn't yet tried.
Let's talk about the milkshakes. Earlier I mentioned that his molecular gastronomy isn't on the level of a Ferran Adria, Jose Andres, or Wylie Dufresne. That's perfectly fine for a burger place. It's cool if there's something entertaining, as long as it doesn't seriously freak you out and it works well...basically it has to taste good. Using liquid nitrogen to make milkshakes could be a gigantic gimmick. After thinking about it, it may be that nitrogen allows for a liquid milk shake base, and instead of having to make separate ice cream base then churn and freeze it, (a long process), one can simply add just enough liquid nitrogen while mixing to create a milkshake consistency, but not too much to make ice cream (as anyone who's taken a high school level or below science class sometime in their life has done). Also, the whole freezing/churning process of ice cream might do undesirable things to ingredients like Krispy Kreme doughnut bits or pistachios. Either that or it could be a huge gimmick...I'll let you know after I try the foie gras. Given that Blais has talked about opening a creamery either next door or nearby makes me think that yes...they do make ice cream with liquid nitrogen, then make a milkshake in the normal way, then for show just pour a bit of liquid nitrogen on the top of the shake for flair.
I tried (over the course of two visits with friends) the Krispy Kreme, Pumpkin Pie, Pistachio White Truffle, Nutella and Burnt Marshmallow, and the Key Lime Cheesecake.
The pumpkin pie gave the most accurate taste experience to its namesake food. As you can see, they'll split a milkshake for you if you ask. Audra and Erin ordered these (Erin's is quite appropriately sized).
This is a shot of Dan's Nutella and Burnt Marshmallow shake (though on facebook, Amanda Cai-or The 'Da as I like to call her-tagged herself on this photo. This is because she was jealous that Audra and Erin were tagged on their milkshakes, but by the time photos had been taken, she had already inhaled her shake. Right now if Amanda is reading this she's probably upset, even more so because there isn't anything I've said that's untrue). The burnt marshmallow was fine...simple torch job on the top ones, but it seemed like the mound underneath were still "raw." The shake itself tasted like a good solid chocolate milkshake.
The pistachio white chocolate was quite good, but you have to stir it all together first. The shake itself is nicely pistachio-laden. The whipped cream contains a lot of white truffle oil/flavor. I started drinking from the bottom, which led to too little white truffle early on then a bit too much later. Together though, they make for a shake that tastes like Italy. Don't ask why...it just does.
Krispy Kreme tasted extremely accurate as well, but that might be better for splitting, and Key Lime Cheesecake was also delicious. It had graham cracker crust bits on the bottom, had a nice lime flavor without being too sour, and later I was able to taste the cheesecake-ness of it (which had been masked by the cold up until then). Again, one that requires mixing well first.
So the liquid nitrogen for milkshakes may be a complete gimmick to up the price, but it does serve a more functional purpose in the kitchen. The french fries are cut, blanched/par-fried in duck fat, then flash frozen in liquid nitrogen. Why are McDonald's fries so crisp on the outside and fluffy on the inside? They're blanched then flash frozen. Fried once (a la in-n-out) makes for either weirdly crisp throughout or just kinda so-so soft. Even blanch frying then crisping later (which I do at home) can lead to uneven results, with fries sometimes becoming too brown before they're really done. The freezing process makes for a nice and uniformly crisp outside of the fry with a great texture on the inside. Frying in duck fat is nice, but I've read reviews on Yelp where people say that the duck flavor is great. Anyone who thinks they're tasting duck is fooling themselves. Think about what an unseasoned duck would taste like, then imagine if you'd be able to taste a thin layer of that over potato, salt, and parsley (not to mention ketchup and smoked mayo). Try taking rendered bacon fat and spreading it on toast. How much bacon do you taste? How much stronger does bacon taste than duck? In any case, stop fooling yourselves. Things fried in duck fat certainly taste DIFFERENT than if they'd been fried in say canola. Duck fat is more pleasantly neutral and feels lighter on the lips, whereas other oils are more raw/oily neutral tasting. Duck fat is also less likely to go rancid so there are definitely benefits. In any case, it's a bit of a moot point because they fry things WELL at Flip. This means that the things they're frying aren't sponging up massive amounts of oil (think steak fries from your school cafeteria).
The fried bread and butter pickles (made in house) are fantastic. Don't let them sit too long though, as they turn a bit slimy and overpoweringly briny when cold. It won't be hard to eat them quickly though. Try them without the ranch first, then dip if you like.
The fried okra was the most impressive fried item of the day. Split down the middle (with what I imagine is a pretty sharp blade) instead of the more traditional segments, the sliminess is kept in check and the result is fried okra that's light and crisp like potato chips (with a few chewy ones every now and then...those are good too). Comes with a sriracha ranch.
There are those fries next to the farm burger. Here's where the Alice Waters influence comes in (wiki says he also studied at Chez Panisse...THERE TOO? SERIOUSLY, IT JUST SEEMS MADE UP AT THIS POINT). Organic grass-fed beef, heirloom tomatoes, local blah blah blah blah. It was a tasty burger. The beef was certainly of higher quality than any other burger I've had in recent memory, and it was cooked well. Flip doesn't seem to suffer from the temeprature inconsistency issues that places like The Vortex do. Nice amount of char on the outside of the burger, still slightly pink on the inside.
The steak tartare burger was phenomenal. Great texture, great flavor, sous-vide egg yolk takes out some of the rawness of normal tartare (eat a raw egg yolk, then eat an over easy or poached egg yolk for comparison, they're both runny but different).
I also tried the Philly the next night, which had "American Cheez Whiz" on it. This was more like a foam/whip cheese that tasted like Port Salut than actual cheez whiz. The burger sits on ketchup, then is topped with onions and peppers and the cheese stuff. This makes for a burger patty that is prone to sliding right out of the light brioche buns (from Alon's). It's a terrible mess, but also terribly fun. Delicious too. I had bites of the ossobucco, which had a nice gremolata, and the rBQ, which was basically a better than average pulled pork sandwich with brisket instead of pig.
I won't really pass final judgment on the burgers until I follow Marla's advice. She said to really judge the place I should try the the flip, their most basic burger. I was too excited to try the more creative things at the time, but now I realize she was absolutely right. The burgers aren't outlandishly expensive (the most expensive is the foie gras-laden A5, which at $39 is $7 more expensive than Daniel Boulud's db bistro moderne burger which comes with fries and adds truffle, but lacks Kobe beef) so if the flip is really solid that would make me happy. I think it was 6 or 7 bucks. The burgers are, however, a bit small to eat without a side which costs extra. The fried items are quite reasonably priced, for smaller but not inadequate portions. The non-fried sides are a bit more pricey.
I'll stop talking about the food for a bit now, as I'm wandering way too close into typical uninformed restaurant review territory. People often form an opinion of a restaurant before they even take a bite of food, either having read other reviews on yelp, or maybe they've seen the place on a Rachel Ray show, and gush about it. Otherwise, people will be negative for the sake of being negative. JUST GO EAT AT THE PLACE AND FIND OUT YOURSELF for god's sake. I'll just say this...it's good, I liked it, you should at least try it.
Will the hype last? I think the prices are pretty reasonable, but the menu needs some editing, and maybe more than one burger special. I haven't tried most of the non-beef burgers and I haven't tried some of the beef burgers. Dan and I went back the next night for dinner. In retrospect, for me at least, it was more the excitement of the novelty/creativity of the burgers and shakes than the food itself that drew me back (that and the fried items...I'd go just to eat the fried stuff). I'll have to go back and try the flip, and there are still things on the menu I want to try, and things I don't really want to try. After I'm through with those, I wonder if there's something that'll really COMPEL me to go unless someone comes into town. The drive is similar in length to that of a Banh Mi place that is excellent and where a sandwich is no more than $2.50.
There's no doubt that maybe 50-70% of the hype is Richard Blais's TV success. It's a solid restaurant no doubt, and to be fair Blais was a finalist, but I'd probably be raging at Flip if it cost any more. There was a bonafide Richard Blais sighting when he came out to talk to the front of the house, and Audra almost passed out with excitement. He's not really well established enough to avoid being hands on in the restaurant. The same could be said for a lot of other famous chefs out there now though. I think Blais is pretty smart in the way he digs in and gets involved. He shows his face which everyone gets excited about, and he's friendly and gracious and is willing to take pictures with people. He knows that some of the fame is from the show, and embraces that, but doesn't charge you for it. If he tried to get away with that he would tank. Think about how many Top Chef, America's Next Top Model, Project Runway WINNERS etc. etc. etc. go on to have really famous careers. Can you even name all of them? If you remember Top Chef's season one winner, Harold Dieterle, he opened a restaurant in NYC called Perilla. By the NY Times's review (1 star), he tried hard not to make himself too visible, probably not wanting to take advantage of his reality show celebrity (either that or he was too arrogant to think that the majority of his patrons were there for a different reason). The nicest thing Zagat had to say about it was "the understated verging on spare interior is in sharp contrast to the emphatic pricing." Snap.
In any case, Flip fills a perfect role. Upscale burgers at a reasonable price. Going to a really fancy restaurant is a great experience, but the prices prohibit your brain from craving a return trip. Flip is priced so that you can go back and try all the different burgers. If you don't get a milkshake (which you really don't have to), a meal is really very reasonable. I'll be going back, as I have unfinished business (they were out of Korean BBQ on the second night, which was my initial choice). I'm sure that anyone who goes will likely find reasons to make a return trip. It may be curiosity, but that's not necessarily a bad thing, because it's never a bad thing if there are multiple items on the menu that pique your interest. Once the novelty wears off, hopefully things rotate a bit or there's one particular burger I really want to go back for. Maybe it'll be the A5 with a foie gras shake, hopefully not...for my wallet's sake. I'm not really too concerned with my health.
Is reality TV good for restaurants? I can't say. There are a few other restaurants here in Atlanta with Top Chef alums, some of whom have gone pretty far in the contest, and I hear they're good. Still, how many Top Chef alums do you suppose will win James Beard foundation awards as well? Yeah that's what I thought too.
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
Pop quiz
Is anything not enhanced by the addition of a fried egg?
Hint: If you had to think about it, you're wrong.
Fried eggs on pizza? Delicious. Fried eggs on chocolate cake? Rich and creamy!
In fact...fry up an egg right now. Then eat some of it. Then fry up another egg and put it on top of your other fried egg. Better right?
Fried eggs make everything better. Just ask The Vortex what makes the Double Coronary Bypass Burger is so good (and trust me...it is). Is it the grilled cheese sandwich buns? The five slices of bacon? Well...yes those definitely help. But the two fried eggs certainly heighten the deliciously artery clogging experience.
This is probably why chilaquiles are most delicious in their breakfasty fried egg form. For the Mexican potluck I mentioned in the last post I also made some of this:
If you want to make some salsa verde yourself, just get a bunch of green things, chop 'em up and mix them together. In this case:
Tomatillos (roasted)
Green tomato (because there weren't that many good tomatillos at the market...also roasted).
Poblanos (charred...love that gas stove)
Scallions
Cilantro
Lime Juice
Garlic (not all that green, but let it in anyway)
When it's done, have a really fun Mexican potluck of some sort. Drink heavily.
The next morning, cut up some (preferably stale) corn tortillas into strips or wedges. Fry them in a little bit of oil then dump in a good amount of salsa and simmer (this really could be any type of salsa).
Experienced Tip: DO NOT USE TORTILLA CHIPS, even if you're at a lake house and the night before, all the real tortillas were used up making drunk food quesadillas. You'll end up with a thick salsa corn paste, but not chilaquiles.
After simmering for a bit, they'll be good as is. Put a little bit of queso fresco (or cotija because I had that in my fridge already) on top and you're good to go. Onions are good, sour cream, chicken, anything you can think of. But I guarantee you it will be even better if you put any type of fried egg on top. Scrambled works, sunny side up if you like to live on the edge, I used over-easy.
Hint: If you had to think about it, you're wrong.
Fried eggs on pizza? Delicious. Fried eggs on chocolate cake? Rich and creamy!
In fact...fry up an egg right now. Then eat some of it. Then fry up another egg and put it on top of your other fried egg. Better right?
Fried eggs make everything better. Just ask The Vortex what makes the Double Coronary Bypass Burger is so good (and trust me...it is). Is it the grilled cheese sandwich buns? The five slices of bacon? Well...yes those definitely help. But the two fried eggs certainly heighten the deliciously artery clogging experience.
This is probably why chilaquiles are most delicious in their breakfasty fried egg form. For the Mexican potluck I mentioned in the last post I also made some of this:
If you want to make some salsa verde yourself, just get a bunch of green things, chop 'em up and mix them together. In this case:
Tomatillos (roasted)
Green tomato (because there weren't that many good tomatillos at the market...also roasted).
Poblanos (charred...love that gas stove)
Scallions
Cilantro
Lime Juice
Garlic (not all that green, but let it in anyway)
When it's done, have a really fun Mexican potluck of some sort. Drink heavily.
The next morning, cut up some (preferably stale) corn tortillas into strips or wedges. Fry them in a little bit of oil then dump in a good amount of salsa and simmer (this really could be any type of salsa).
Experienced Tip: DO NOT USE TORTILLA CHIPS, even if you're at a lake house and the night before, all the real tortillas were used up making drunk food quesadillas. You'll end up with a thick salsa corn paste, but not chilaquiles.
After simmering for a bit, they'll be good as is. Put a little bit of queso fresco (or cotija because I had that in my fridge already) on top and you're good to go. Onions are good, sour cream, chicken, anything you can think of. But I guarantee you it will be even better if you put any type of fried egg on top. Scrambled works, sunny side up if you like to live on the edge, I used over-easy.
Friday, October 30, 2009
I want to say two words to you. Just two words. Are you listening?
Ring molds.
Today was a potluck for my friend Geoff's birthday (which is really tomorrow...I bet Halloween babies get extra candy, whereas Christmas babies get shafted with combination presents...plan accordingly, future parents), that had a Mexican theme. I wanted to avoid the use of my oven for anything because I've already burned through two years' worth of gas making popovers. Avocados were on sale so I figured I'd do something with that. Also, ceviche (though technically Peruvian in origin) doesn't require any cooking if you use the right things. So I figured, ceviche with avocados and stuff...simple and straightforward.
But I chose this occasion to practice a bit. For what you say? For when I'm sponging off of a rich wife and throwing dinner parties and the like. Indeed, the only reason I came to med school was to find a future rich doctor wife. I've failed in my first couple years so far. Since I haven't sewn one up yet, I'm doomed to take Step 1 of the boards, but I'm still keeping hope alive. In short, I'd have absolutely no problem being someone's "trophy husband" (hell I'd gladly take "consolation prize live-in boyfriend").
But what if somehow I manage to land a woman of sophistication and taste? I'd have to step up my home cooking game, and maybe borrow a few tricks from fancy restaurants.
That's where the ring molds come in. In my case, the set of biscuit cutters that I got for my chicken biscuit.
Here's some tricks that I've noticed fancy restaurants use (though I haven't been to that many...these might be outdated at this point) in order to make simple dishes look fancier:
First, deconstruct. The idea that restaurants want you to think is that by isolating the elements of a dish, you're presenting in radical form a familiar flavor, aggressively inviting the diner to consider the culinary process by which something edible comes together.
In reality, this is an awesome way to make the person eating do all the work for you. You don't have to mix your stuff together in the right amounts! Just put it all on a plate, have the person do all the work, then blame them if it doesn't turn out well! You could just criticize the ratio of the different items they put onto their fork/spoon and say it's their fault. Genius!
I deconstructed a Mexican ceviche by separating avocado from seafood from tomato. After some calculations, I figured out that each serving is about $2.50 worth of ingredients. Let's say the theoretical base price if I owned a restaurant that no one really knew about would be about $5 (I have no idea how they decide what to charge for stuff). Here's how I would mark it up. Please try to imagine a cash register "ka-ching!" sound every time you see a dollar sign:
The menu would simply say "ceviche" because that's more ironic and playful. Clearly this is not just any ceviche, but the foodie crowd would read "ceviche" then the description, and would feel smug about picking up on the chef's "cleverness" and feeling as if they were in on the joke with the chef, who is clearly their close personal friends because they go out to eat at fancy places all the time. ($6)
"ceviche" would be in all lower case letters, and the price would not have a dollar sign next to it. Also if there were a fraction of a dollar, it would be written as an actual fraction, not a decimal ($6.50...er i mean 6 1/2)
Here's the description:
Citrus-marinated ($6.75 for use of "citrus" instead of "lime") fresh sea scallops, wild caught ($7) gulf shrimp, and red onion.
Grape tomato and cilantro salsa cruda (use of the term "salsa cruda" instead of "hastily chopped" $7.50).
Chilled Haas Avocado soup (whaat...Avocado soup? $8) with cumin and cayenne.
All produce sourced from local ($8.75) organic ($9...local and organic are two words that give you license to charge anything! KA-CHING!) farms.
I garnished with lime zest. I don't describe the garnish so that it seems like a surprise and extra effort on my part ($9.25).
Second tip: Ring molds ($9.50). Food just tastes better when it's perfectly round.
Here's where I went wrong:
I mean look at those bowls. They're just so...round.
Despite the fact that food tastes better when it is perfectly round, it tastes worse if it's in the same shape as the plate it's on.
I could've charged much more for square ($9.75), or better yet an unnamed geometric shape ($10). The motherlode were if it were served on some sort of bowl carved out of pink sea salt ($12) that was cooled to the perfect avocado soup temperature ($13), thus keeping the dish cool and adding a subtle saltiness. If at all possible, use some sort of squeeze bottle to put sauce on ($13)
Oh yeah...the owner of the restaurant is a celebrity ($16). That celebrity is Jay-Z ($17), co-owned by Kanye West ($16.50). Also I'm Asian, so by definition making Mexican food is fusion ($18). Also my restaurant is in Vegas ($25).
So as is, I served a
ceviche 9 1/2
that cost me $2.50 and required absolutely no cooking whatsoever. I just stole $7 from your pocket. I'm gonna need that to pay for Step 1...unless someone wants to bail me out in time...ladies?
Today was a potluck for my friend Geoff's birthday (which is really tomorrow...I bet Halloween babies get extra candy, whereas Christmas babies get shafted with combination presents...plan accordingly, future parents), that had a Mexican theme. I wanted to avoid the use of my oven for anything because I've already burned through two years' worth of gas making popovers. Avocados were on sale so I figured I'd do something with that. Also, ceviche (though technically Peruvian in origin) doesn't require any cooking if you use the right things. So I figured, ceviche with avocados and stuff...simple and straightforward.
But I chose this occasion to practice a bit. For what you say? For when I'm sponging off of a rich wife and throwing dinner parties and the like. Indeed, the only reason I came to med school was to find a future rich doctor wife. I've failed in my first couple years so far. Since I haven't sewn one up yet, I'm doomed to take Step 1 of the boards, but I'm still keeping hope alive. In short, I'd have absolutely no problem being someone's "trophy husband" (hell I'd gladly take "consolation prize live-in boyfriend").
But what if somehow I manage to land a woman of sophistication and taste? I'd have to step up my home cooking game, and maybe borrow a few tricks from fancy restaurants.
That's where the ring molds come in. In my case, the set of biscuit cutters that I got for my chicken biscuit.
Here's some tricks that I've noticed fancy restaurants use (though I haven't been to that many...these might be outdated at this point) in order to make simple dishes look fancier:
First, deconstruct. The idea that restaurants want you to think is that by isolating the elements of a dish, you're presenting in radical form a familiar flavor, aggressively inviting the diner to consider the culinary process by which something edible comes together.
In reality, this is an awesome way to make the person eating do all the work for you. You don't have to mix your stuff together in the right amounts! Just put it all on a plate, have the person do all the work, then blame them if it doesn't turn out well! You could just criticize the ratio of the different items they put onto their fork/spoon and say it's their fault. Genius!
I deconstructed a Mexican ceviche by separating avocado from seafood from tomato. After some calculations, I figured out that each serving is about $2.50 worth of ingredients. Let's say the theoretical base price if I owned a restaurant that no one really knew about would be about $5 (I have no idea how they decide what to charge for stuff). Here's how I would mark it up. Please try to imagine a cash register "ka-ching!" sound every time you see a dollar sign:
The menu would simply say "ceviche" because that's more ironic and playful. Clearly this is not just any ceviche, but the foodie crowd would read "ceviche" then the description, and would feel smug about picking up on the chef's "cleverness" and feeling as if they were in on the joke with the chef, who is clearly their close personal friends because they go out to eat at fancy places all the time. ($6)
"ceviche" would be in all lower case letters, and the price would not have a dollar sign next to it. Also if there were a fraction of a dollar, it would be written as an actual fraction, not a decimal ($6.50...er i mean 6 1/2)
Here's the description:
Citrus-marinated ($6.75 for use of "citrus" instead of "lime") fresh sea scallops, wild caught ($7) gulf shrimp, and red onion.
Grape tomato and cilantro salsa cruda (use of the term "salsa cruda" instead of "hastily chopped" $7.50).
Chilled Haas Avocado soup (whaat...Avocado soup? $8) with cumin and cayenne.
All produce sourced from local ($8.75) organic ($9...local and organic are two words that give you license to charge anything! KA-CHING!) farms.
I garnished with lime zest. I don't describe the garnish so that it seems like a surprise and extra effort on my part ($9.25).
Second tip: Ring molds ($9.50). Food just tastes better when it's perfectly round.
Here's where I went wrong:
I mean look at those bowls. They're just so...round.
Despite the fact that food tastes better when it is perfectly round, it tastes worse if it's in the same shape as the plate it's on.
I could've charged much more for square ($9.75), or better yet an unnamed geometric shape ($10). The motherlode were if it were served on some sort of bowl carved out of pink sea salt ($12) that was cooled to the perfect avocado soup temperature ($13), thus keeping the dish cool and adding a subtle saltiness. If at all possible, use some sort of squeeze bottle to put sauce on ($13)
Oh yeah...the owner of the restaurant is a celebrity ($16). That celebrity is Jay-Z ($17), co-owned by Kanye West ($16.50). Also I'm Asian, so by definition making Mexican food is fusion ($18). Also my restaurant is in Vegas ($25).
So as is, I served a
ceviche 9 1/2
that cost me $2.50 and required absolutely no cooking whatsoever. I just stole $7 from your pocket. I'm gonna need that to pay for Step 1...unless someone wants to bail me out in time...ladies?
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