27 September 2007

Getting Saucy at the W

Ninethirty at the W Hotel in Brentwood is a calm dinner spot, with impeccable service and strong drinks. A muted atmosphere, with equally muted décor, is punctuated subtly with huge, unframed black and white photos of music legends like Elvis Costello and Diana Krall.

A fairly comprehensive wine list complements a menu whose starters are heavy on the seafood and veg, with mains tending more towards meats. The Dark Knight and I visited this restaurant last night before heading to a party at the hotel lounge. We enjoyed the warm bread selection (cheese bread for him, olive bread for me) as we contemplated the menu. Everything looked appealing, but we decided against an opening course.



The Dark Knight adored his Sonoma lamb chops, cooked perfectly and seasoned delicately. Their subtly gamey flavor was not overwhelmed by the blue cheese gnocchi (“Pillows of love!” exclaimed the Dark Knight upon first bite) and caramelized cipollini onions.

My smoked duck leg confit was tender and falling off the bone, as confit should be. Beautifully crisped skin added a nice textural contrast, though I found it a bit salty. This was easily rectified with a bit of the sweet sherry BBQ sauce that surrounded the dish. The warm mushroom and frisee salad balanced the flavors as well, with a nice bite coming from the greens. Try as I might to control myself, I couldn’t help but also take a few bites of the sweet potato mash resting beneath the salad. It was almost too good—I had to stop myself from finishing this creamy mound of goodness.



The Tantara Shiraz (2004) that I paired with my entrée was a lovely counterpoint to the strong flavors of my food. Heady and robust, this wine’s hearty mouthfeel and slightly strong tannins cut through the oiliness inherent in duck confit. A successful pairing, though not one I would have thought of without a recommendation towards an Australian wine from our server.

For dessert, the Dark Knight and I shared the black and white “banana” cream pie. The bananas were served to the side of the pie, their tops crisply bruleed. The chocolate mousse layer atop this creamy confection was rich and a little too stiff. It crushed the lower layer, a light and fluffy banana mousse that sat on a disc of soft chocolate cookie crumbs. Drizzled with a rum gastrique reminiscent of bananas Foster sauce, this made for a satisfyingly sweet end to our meal.



I’m not sure if the Dark Knight and I will venture to this restaurant again, unless there’s yet another party for us to attend in the area. It was delicious, certainly, but tasty enough to warrant the trek from the Eastside? Perhaps. Perhaps not. Maybe we’ll try again next season to see what the chef has up his sleeves for the winter.

Ninethirty

W Hotel Los Angeles - Brentwood
930 Hilgard Ave.
LA, CA 90024

20 September 2007

Until next week...

I'm not going to be blogging until next week or so. I've been rather under the weather for the past few days, and food is the last thing on my mind. Never fear, dear readers--I'll be good as new soon enough.

New recipes and food adventures next week. Promise.

16 September 2007

Banana-rama Muffins!


I woke up this morning craving banana bread. Every time I make it, though, I end up throwing some out. Why? Because one person should not consume an entire loaf of banana bread in three days. It's just not healthy.

So I made muffins. They keep longer, they freeze well, and I can share them more easily. No wasting food in this kitchen!

I adapted this recipe from one I found on allrecipes.com (I am forever referencing that site for starter recipes). My additions include semi-sweet chocolate chips (Valhrona, if possible), an extra banana, and honey subbing in for some of the sugar. Enjoy!

Banana-rama Muffins

Be sure to line your muffin tins with paper liners. Foil liners create too much heat and cook the muffin bases too quickly. Also, this recipe must be tweaked for use in mini-muffin tins--add more moisture to the batter with a few tablespoons of melted butter or some applesauce. Makes 16-18 muffins.

for muffins:
1/2 cup white sugar
1/2 cup honey
1/2 cup + 1 tbs. vegetable oil
1 egg
2 cups all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon salt
4 ripe bananas, mashed
1/4 cup chopped walnuts
1/4 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips

for topping:
2 tbs. chopped walnuts
3 tbs. rolled oats
3 tbs. dark brown sugar

1. Preheat oven to 350F. Line muffin tin with paper liners.
2. In a large mixing bowl, beat together sugar, honey, oil, and egg. Mix on medium-high for one minute, or until mixture is pale yellow.
3. Sift together flour, baking soda, and salt.
4. Add bananas to egg mixture, mixing thoroughly, before adding flour mixture into wet ingredients.
5. Gently stir in walnuts and chocolate chips.
6. Spoon into prepared muffin tin, filling each liner 3/4 full.
7. In food processor (I use the mini one), combine the topping ingredients, pulsing until the mixture resembles very coarse sand. Sprinkle mixture on tops of unbaked muffins.
8. Bake muffins for 25-35 minutes, or until toothpick inserted in center comes out clean.

15 September 2007

Lazy, Hazy Days of September


This afternoon, the Dark Knight and I ventured into the tourist-riddled area of Hollywood around Sunset and Vine. We had tickets to the 4:15 showing of "Eastern Promises," which was really dark and gory, but worth watching. Just for Viggo Mortenson's performance.

With a couple hours to kill before heading into the theater, the Dark Knight and I lunched at Magnolia. It was empty inside, since everyone was out enjoying the temperate weather on the sidewalk patio. Halfway through the day and thirsty, the Dark Knight and I ordered our drinks. A Jack and coke for him, a Magnolia Gimlet for me--freshly muddled mint and lime, simple syrup (liquid sugar), and top-shelf vodka on the rocks with a sugared rim.

My drink looked so refreshing, the Dark Knight ordered one for himself for our second round, which arrived just a few minutes before our dishes. In keeping with the season, I had the beet salad with goat cheese, asparagus, and field greens, dressed simply in a mustard vinaigrette. As much as I heart meat, this gorgeous plate of veggies was absolutely flawless!



The Dark Knight could not resist temptation and enjoyed the grilled steak sandwich on toasted Cubano roll with watercress, grilled onion, and a surprisingly light bacon-horseradish dressing. I think the onion rings had something to do with the Dark Knight choosing a sandwich over a salad. Good thing he did it, or those tempting onion rings might have swayed me to the dark side!

Our leisurely lunch took just over an hour, a testament to the efficient and friendly waitstaff. Thanks, Magnolia!

Magnolia
6266 1/2 Sunset Blvd.
Hollywood, CA 90028
323.467.0660

14 September 2007

Crazy Mega Food Overload!


It’s been quite a while since I’ve posted anything, and I don’t have much of a good reason—except that I’ve been incredibly busy cooking and, of course, eating!

A few weeks ago, I catered a lovely little graduation party in Orange County. On the menu were the usual charcuterie, fromage, and veggie platters, along with some tasty tidbits from my painfully tiny kitchen:

∞ Edamame and white corn salad with a wasabi vinaigrette in wonton skin cups
∞ Pork lumpia shanghai with spicy-sweet dipping sauce
∞ Thai chicken satay skewers with curry-peanut dipping sauce
∞ Maple-ginger glazed bacon-wrapped shrimp
∞ Vegan stuffed mushroom caps with Asian mushrooms and cilantro
∞ My favorite Mexican hot chocolate mini-cupcake soufflés
∞ Anise-and ginger-scented chocolate ganache with fresh fruit for dipping

Also made possible by this big ball of insanity that is my brain:

∞ Lychee white sangria
∞ Mango-vodka cocktails
∞ Lemongrass cooler (that’s gin, baby!)

More recently, the Dark Knight and I enjoyed a wonderfully romantic dinner at our current favorite neighborhood spot, Opus. We had the six-course tasting menu, crafted by Executive Chef Josef Centeno to pair with the off-menu prosecco we drank throughout the evening:

∞ Chilled soup shot of honeydew, Asian pear with chopped marinated shrimp accented by light citrus notes and a hint of cilantro
∞ Hand-cut hamachi in a white soy dressing on a bed of celery ice and topped with land caviar (Tonburi, or summer cypress seed)
∞ Coddled egg with bacon, chive, and fleur de sel topped with sherry whipped cream and a drizzle of acacia honey
∞ Poblano soup, served hot, with crisped pork belly chunks, grape halves, and garnished with crème fraiche
∞ Kebab-inspired minced shrimp “balls” on a caraway-pepper sauce with micro-arugula
∞ Scallop “pancake” (pancake batter mixed with minced scallops) topped with a large seared scallop and drizzled with a sour cherry gastrique
∞ Goat cheese and almond-stuffed pan-roasted quail with asparagus and squash and a red wine reduction

As we waited (and waited and waited) for our dessert, our server brought over a tasting of chilled Aria(?) white port. With its caramelized apricot nose and smooth, toasted hazelnut finish, this was the perfect drink to ready us for our last (and technically sixth actual) course:

∞ Tapioca pudding in a lemongrass soup with fresh lychee and pomegranate

This meal was well-paced (except for dessert, which our server apologized for), leaving us sated but not sickeningly full. I simply cannot find the words (without sounding redundant) to fully explain how utterly entranced we were with our dishes. The Dark Knight and I really appreciated the kitchen creating a menu that went so well with the lightly acidic, yet bright and sweet flavors of our prosecco. I wish I could remember the name…

One thing I do remember the name of is Baby Blues Bar-B-Q, located in a less-than-savory neighborhood on Lincoln in Venice. A tiny parking lot, but plenty of street parking, mark this spot as a locals-joint (though two of my dinner companions on Sunday had driven all the way up from Huntington Beach).

This is a home-spun place, but better and cooler than anyone else’s kitchen/dining room. A long counter and the open grill dominate the front room, but the real charm is in the back dining room. Art by renowned painter/graffiti artist JoeJoe adorns nearly every square inch of the walls, all of it for sale, all of it guaranteed to smell as good as it looks. The scent of low-and-slow smoke permeates the building, you see, enticing anyone walking within 100 feet of this LA favorite.

Because there were four of us (JP, his friend, the Dark Knight, and yours truly), we decided to order as many different dishes as possible:

∞ Memphis-style pork long ribs—juicy, tender, smoky, just sweet enough, a tiny bit spicy (Porno Hot BBQ sauce rocks my world!)
∞ Baby back ribs—really smoky, not overly seasoned, definitely best with a drizzle of the Porno Hot
∞ Beef brisket—moist, lightly sauced shredded brisket…different, but good
∞ Carolina pulled pork—melt-in-your-mouth pork doused in that yummy vinegar-based sauce
∞ Beer-braised smoked link sausage—savory and well-spiced (but not exactly spicy), the flavor of the braising liquid (mostly beer, yes) was strong but not detractingly so
∞ Mac ‘n’ cheese—not exactly my favorite, this version was a little too strong on the bleu cheese and the cheese sauce was thick enough to be more of a coating than a sauce
∞ Sauteed okra—salty and savory, no slimy okra here
∞ Creamed spinach—more like sautéed spinach, no creaminess at all
∞ Chicken smoked rice—I usually don’t like restaurant rice (too dry, too wet, too salty, too gross), but this changed my mind with its spicy, smoky notes and tasty little bits of chicken
∞ Blues on the cob—I really enjoyed this sweet, grilled corn on the cob topped with cojita cheese and a squeeze of lime juice

This is not the end, dear readers. Last night, the Dark Knight took me to our favorite neo-Japanese restaurant, Hirozen. I feel like I’ve blogged and commented ad nauseam about this exemplar of Japanese tradition and high-end Western ingredients, but I can’t help myself. I’ll do it again (all sushi is nigiri-style—no rolls! Ugh.):

∞ Spanish mackerel—three orders of our favorite!
∞ Tasmanian sea trout—a pleasant surprise, with its beautiful bright orange color and mildly briny but mellow flavor
∞ Saury—firm textured, delicious
∞ Ama ebi (raw sweet shrimp)—good, but the texture was not the Dark Knight’s favorite; we adored the fried shrimp heads, though
∞ Suzuki (sea bass)—firm, fresh, and tasty

Since we were at a place known as much for its fresh sushi as its creative cooked foods, the Dark Knight and I ordered our favorite specials:

∞ Blue crab egg rolls—hot, crisp, succulent, and meaty with a light curry dipping sauce
∞ Shrimp-stuffed zucchini blossom tempura—sweet and savory, light and fluffy
∞ Purple yam yokan (dessert)—dense, subtly flavored, with their signature coconut tapioca on the side
∞ Tempura figs (dessert)—perfectly sweet fresh figs in a lacy tempura batter served with green tea ice cream to temper the honey tones of the fruit

All in all, a terrific dinner. While I’m not exactly the biggest fan of the cramped quarters at Hirozen, I am a huge fan of their exquisitely prepared, simply luscious food.

And there you have it, darlings. A culinary tour of some of my best-loved foods and places. I’m hungry again. Time to eat!


21 July 2007

Kwik E Mart


Oh lordy, how I love the Simpsons. With the arrival of the new movie (opens July 27), Fox Films has taken a giant step forward in real-world marketing with their takeover of select 7-11 stores nationwide. Stores feature Simpsons merchandise (giant Pez dispensers with character heads, sleeping bags, board games, etc.) as well as food/drink items from one of the most famous cartoon shows of all time.

The Dark Knight, being his wonderfully indulgent self, gave in to my well-placed hints and took me to the Kwik E Mart in Burbank. From the lit up Kwik E Mart sign glowing on the corner, to the storefront signage to the anti-Principal Skinner graffiti, this store was completely transformed from the homely 7-11 we usually drive past on our way to Ikea.

We were unable to resist buying a couple of cans of Bart's favorite soda, Buzz Cola. Also on sale were the infamous pink frosted doughnuts, complete with multicolored sprinkles, and iconic Squishees in movie-inspired flavors vanilla and Buzz Cola.



The Dark Knight and I sipped our vanilla Squishees and shared a doughnut in the car as we left. Better than 7-11's usual Slurpees, the Squishees had a lighter texture and less effervescent feel than what we were expecting. The doughnuts, though arguably heavier than they ought to be, filled our hedonistic craving. With thick pink frosting atop the glazed doughnut, our fingers and faces were sticky from this sugary treat.

We haven't gotten to the cola yet, but I'm expecting it'll be, well, cola.

Kwik E Mart
1611 W. Olive Ave.
Burbank, CA 91506
http://www.7-eleven.com/kem_bur.asp

13 July 2007

Mmmmm...cookies!

As promised, the following is a list of my favorite (and best) cookies to make:

Fancy
Orange-cranberry mini biscotti
Lemon-ginger mini biscotti
Brown sugar shortbread
Butter pecan shortbread balls (Mexican Wedding Cookies)
Russian tea cakes
Meringues
Oatmeal lace cookies
Florentines
Chocolate truffle cookies
Mini butterfly cookies (puff pastry)
Iced sugar cookies (personalized per event)


Home style

Oatmeal cookies (raisin, cranberry, chocolate chip, or plain)
Double chocolate chip cookies
Peanut butter cookies (plain, honey, salted-peanut)
Cinnamon-sugar cookies
Macaroons (plain, dark chocolate-dipped)

29 June 2007

Me Go Run for Mee Goreng

Oh, man. I had the craziest dream last night: I was running through a jungle, all vines and humidity, following a familiar, yet unrecognizable scent. I ran and ran, searching in vain for the source of this smell that drew me nearer and nearer, yet seemed to evade me at every turn. The heat built all around me--and suddenly, I could taste it. A little salty, a little sweet, a lot spicy.

I woke up in a cold sweat, craving mee goreng.

The Dark Knight, my ever-indulgent boyfriend, bowed to the pressure of my nocturnal visions, allowing me to steer him through the zoo that is the Farmer's Market on Third and Fairfax. Parents with children, children with children, couples about have children...do you get the impression that I'm not too keen on large crowds of kids? That's a whole other blog, my darlings.

Anyway, we wound our way to Singapore's Banana Leaf. I seated the Dark Knight at a table and placed my order just as the clock struck 9. One plate of mee goreng, please. With one limeade and one mango juice.

Six minutes later. Six minutes of watching the guy across from me wolf down his rendang beef. Six minutes of listening to the couple next to me chatting intermittently in Indonesian as they shared a plate of nasi (Indo style, yes please!) and a plate of chicken curry. Six minutes of watching other almost-customers come strolling (or in one case, running) up to the counter, only to turn away, sad-faced and disappointed, when the guy who just took my order tells them they're closed for the night.

And then my number was called, the lady from the kitchen handed me my plate, and I felt a little faint as the aroma coming from the plate mingled with the aroma from my dream and I realized I was home. Home isn't just where you're from, or where you lay your hat, or where your heart is. Home is everything that makes you feel safe, comfortable, happy, and (at least in my world) well-fed. And I was home. Or close to it, anyway.

A steaming pile of noodles, co-mingling with bits of scrambled egg and soft-cooked onions and crunchy bean sprouts, sat on a sheet of banana leaf. A handful of chicken, quick sauteed in chile oil, topped the noodles. A sprinkling of just-snipped scallions.



We dug in enthusiastically, our mouths too full to speak. Finally, a little breathless from eating so rapidly, the Dark Knight spoke, "Those are some good noodles."

I could only nod, my mouth full of spicy chicken, my eyes a little watery from the heat.

"I really like the egg. And the onion. And this chicken is great!" said the Dark Knight, beginning to eat again, lest I clean the plate alone.

Silence for a few more minutes as we finished the food. And then, exhaling a great big breath, I said, "That was so good. We need to order separately next time."

27 June 2007

Woohoo!

After years and years of eating and writing, I am psyched to announce that I have finally been published as a food writer! Check out my article (edited by someone other than me, so there's a missing space between two words) in 13 Minutes Magazine, available at your local Barnes & Noble. My mom found it at the one in Santana Row (Silicon Valley), but I've been told the ones on the East Coast are carrying it, too.

I have another article coming out in their next issue, as well as the following one. The magazine is published quarterly, and it has an Asian focus. They'll be broadening their scope as time goes on...

Happy dining!

13 June 2007

Adventures in Craftyland

Last week, I tried my hand at a whole new game: Craft Services. Sure, I’ve done crafty before, but only on the smallest scale imaginable. And, yes, I have a strong repertoire of dishes that are suitable for large-scale production. And yeah, I’m pretty quick in the kitchen. But I am not meant for crafty.

My little bitty car was not built to carry four coolers, six flats of bottled water, five flats of soda, nine 20lb. bags of ice, a coffee maker, a coffee grinder, two blenders, and two 20-gallon jugs of water every single day, roundtrip. And I was not built to carry this stuff all over the set. I understand that crafty is meant to be mobile. But crafty is mobile when crafty is more than just one person.

So, there it is. I am not meant to be the next Craft Services Star. I am, however, incredibly proud of the original dishes I put out:



Polenta Caprese
Crisped polenta coins topped with basil and tomato, garnished with mozzarella ribbons

Crostini Tapenade
Kalamata tapenade and crème fraiche on top of toasted baguette slices rubbed with garlic

Smoked Salmon Toast
Toasted baguette topped with smoked salmon, crème fraiche, green onion, and lemon zest

Tea Sandwiches
Tiny sandwiches filled with smoked turkey, roast beef, or cucumber and cream cheese, shaved zucchini, and tomato strips

Vegan dip
Spicy, garlic, and tomato-basil hummus mixed with minced roasted bell peppers, zucchini, and carrots served with pita chips and toasted tortilla strips

Despite the disturbingly hungry extras and crew who seemed not to care what they were eating, so long as it was food, this job was fun. And I actually enjoyed cooking for some of the people. But, truly, I learned that without a kitchen, or at least some semblance of organization on the part of the production staff, this cook is not cut out for crafty.