Saturday, September 25, 2010

Foraging Tour with "Wildman" Steve Brill

"Wildman" Steve Brill's foraging tour in Inwood Hill Park
"Wildman" Steve Brill, a naturalist and forager, holding burdock.

Since I live right next to Inwood Hill Park in northern Manhattan, I went on a foraging tour with "Wildman" Steve Brill on Aug. 29. I wanted to find out about greens I could just pick out of the forest. A lot of plants had a surprising taste.

One of my favorite things we picked was wood sorrel. It tastes like lemon.
"Wildman" Steve Brill's foraging tour in Inwood Hill Park
The plant looks like clover. It's everywhere. If I wanted it, I could just walk across the street and pick wood sorrel.

Brill is a naturalist who leads foraging tours in the New York City region. He showed us how to pull out burdock with a digger or small shovel. Burdock root tastes like artichoke hearts. Here's what the front of a burdock leaf looks like.
"Wildman" Steve Brill's foraging tour in Inwood Hill Park

I also liked lamb's quarters. It's related to spinach and beets.
"Wild Man" Steve Brill's foraging tour in Inwood Hill Park
I picked a lot of lamb's quarters to make a salad that night.


"Wild Man" Steve Brill's foraging tour in Inwood Hill Park
Goutweed is an herb that tastes like celery, carrot or parsley.

The foraging tour was about 4 hours. We took a lunch break at this lookout point.
"Wild Man" Steve Brill's foraging tour in Inwood Hill Park

After lunch, Brill found "poor man's pepper."
"Wild Man" Steve Brill's foraging tour in Inwood Hill Park
When I ate the seeds, I felt a slight kick on my tongue.

"Wild Man" Steve Brill's foraging tour in Inwood Hill Park
We also found purslane. It's a succulent, so it tastes viscous in your mouth, like okra. Purslane is really good for salads and stir-fry dishes.

"Wild Man" Steve Brill's foraging tour in Inwood Hill Park
Asiatic flower
You can eat the leaves. The seeds taste like peas.

"Wild Man" Steve Brill's foraging tour in Inwood Hill Park
Sassafras
Brill said you can simmer the root in water to make tea, or you could make root beer.

I came home that night and made a meal with the plants I picked. I sauteed purslane in coconut milk with tomatoes and seasoned it with cumin. Then I made a salad with lamb's quarters, asiatic flower leaves and wood sorrel and made a simple vinaigrette with white wine vinegar.

For any information on foraging and tours, go to www.wildmanstevebrill.com.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Meetup with Joe McPherson of ZenKimchi

ZenKimchi's Joe McPherson and me

Whenever I visit Korea, ZenKimchi is one of the blogs I always read for best places to eat. Last weekend, I got to meet Joe McPherson, who created the blog. He's in New York City because he was the keynote speaker at a Korean Buddhist temple cuisine event on Monday. I really wish I could have gone to the event but I had class.


Sunday, we went to Fatty Crab in the West Village, which has Malaysian inspired cuisine. Right away, I chose the pork steam buns. We decided on pickled watermelon and crispy pork salad and curry chicken with coconut rice and a slow poached egg.

Check out Joe's post for a photo of the fatty pork steamed bun and read about this awesome Thai restaurant in Queens.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Soundbite at Roberta's

"Be careful what you're good at," one cook said to another.

"What does that mean?" I asked.

"Sometimes you don't choose what you want to do. It chooses you," he replied.

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Friday, September 10, 2010

Passed Level 2!

Hi guys,

I passed Level 2! I had to quarter a chicken in 15 minutes, fillet a flounder and skin the fillets in 15 minutes, make creme anglaise and make creme chantilly, or sweetened whipped cream.

- Jenny

Monday, September 6, 2010

Order up: quiche lorraine, falafel, watercress salad and spaghetti squash

Level 2, Lesson 14 Aug. 23, 2010

The air was filled with panic.

Everyone was on overdrive rolling out dough to make the pastry shell for a quiche.

We had to make the quiche with bacon and Gruyere cheese, as well as falafel, spaghetti squash with tomatoes and capers and a watercress salad all before 10 p.m.

As a class, we had failed to bake our apple tarts and quiche lorraines on time a couple weeks ago. Chef X was making us do the quiche again--- only we had to bake it from memory.

I checked the thickness of my dough with my fork. The edge fit between the prongs. Lifting the dough carefully, I gently laid it over a buttered metal ring and black steel bottom. I crimped the edge of the shell and put it in the refrigerator.

Pete and I began blanching tomatoes to peel off the skin. We started cutting other vegetables.

When the temperature of the oven reached 400 degrees F, we put in our tart shells. The shells were filled with baked beans wrapped in industrial plastic wrap. We had to pre-bake the shells before adding the custard filling.

I pulverized chickpeas, herbs, garlic and cumin in a food processor to make falafel. Pete rolled the mixture into the size of walnuts. I fried them later.

When the pastry shells looked chalky white around the edges, we removed the beans and plugged the holes in the bottom with eggwash. We put the tart shells back in the oven to bake all the way through.

Chef assistants had already roasted the spaghetti squash for us. All we had to do was saute shallots and tomatoes, add olives and capers and layer the tomato mixture with the roasted squash.

A few minutes had passed by. I looked at my pastry shell and saw it was golden brown on the edges. I showed it to Chef.

“Good,” he said.

Pete showed his tart shell and came back to our work station with a worried look.

Chef had noticed tears in the shell. The custard could leak if Pete poured the filling into it. Pete had had trouble rolling out his dough. It was so thin that it had ripped when he placed it over the metal ring.

“How can I fix this?” Pete said. “Maybe I could use the cheese.”

“Eggwash?” I said.

The custard filling called for egg yolks, and we had leftover egg whites. Pete layered cheese on the inside edge of his shell and brushed his tart shell with egg whites.

“Just go ahead and do yours,” Pete said. “I’m not even supposed to be doing this.”

Pete put his tart shell back in the oven. I filled my tart shell with bacon, Gruyere cheese and the custard filling and slid it in the oven.

For the watercress salad, Pete deftly cut slices out of a grapefruit, cutting between the fruit’s membrane to get pristine pink wedges.

I turned an artichoke in my left hand, while I cut off the spikes with a paring knife. I hacked away at the artichoke as discarded layers piled up in my bowl. I scooped out the choke with a melon baller and dunked the artichoke heart into water laced with lemon juice. The lemon juice was supposed to prevent the artichoke heart from turning brown. I started all over again with a second artichoke.

I frantically sliced the artichoke hearts and a fennel bulb on a mandolin. It was getting closer to 10 ‘o’ clock.

Suddenly I remembered the quiches. I opened the oven to see large bubbles coming out of the tarts.

“I think they’re done,” Pete said.

I took the tarts out.

“Die down,” I muttered to my quiche.

It deflated once it hit the cooler air. I set the quiche aside to rest.

We layered the squash with the tomato-shallot mixture and arranged a pile of falafel over a yogurt dip on the plate. We tucked the watercress salad inside the squash shell. Pete and I presented the plate of food with our quiches.

Chef looked at Pete’s quiche. “Good,” he said, but he noticed the custard had cooked outside the shell in a spot.

Chef approved of my quiche, and hardly glanced at our plate.

On the train home, I felt different, more confident. I baked that quiche from memory, and I knew what to do for those three other recipes. In the beginning of Level 1, I didn’t know what I was doing. But somehow a gear in my brain had turned, and I felt all right.

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Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Busy, busy, busy

Hi,

I know I haven't posted something in a while. I've been pretty busy because I just started an internship at Roberta's in Brooklyn. I love the food there. I'm having fun and learning a lot.

So, if you guys can wait a little longer, I have plenty to tell about culinary school.

- Jenny