Food for the sick

It’s been a tough virus year for me. And it’s only the 26th day. Bah.
(Note: I know I’m not alone, and there are whole cities in China right now with harder roads than mine. My heart goes out to all of those individuals. I wish you healing and speedy recovery. )

I have a love/hate relationship with soup, and I love it most when I don’t feel well. When the throat is dry and rough from coughing or sore and aching, there isn’t much better than soup. And while I agree that a good bowl of chicken noodle or matzo ball does the heart right. There are lots of other options out there.

I found one while perusing the menus of 2020 #cook90 at epicurious.com. Based on the book by @davidtamarkin , this is the 5th year that they have put together a menu plan with shopping guide and recipes and fun theme to cook 30 days at home – 3 meals a day. For some reason, this year, I found it more comprehensive and fun – perhaps because they are using a sustainability twist (Be still my heart!). You can get the book by clicking these words. I’ve been saving the recipes from epicurious.com for the right time, and boy, was this the weekend for it.

I made Crispy Tofu in Shiitake Broth – which is basically a Japanese dashi broth with vegetables.

I have a deep well of love place in my heart for Japanese cuisine. I’m not sure if it stems from my childhood or young adult experiences or something else, but there is something truly comforting about Japanese food. It is a go-to cuisine for me when I feel unwell physically, mentally and spiritually.

And, I don’t mean your average sushi joint (though a good dose of wasabi can clear out the sinuses!). I mean a place that manages a sense of place – in Japan, this is called Washoku.

Menu items like nigiri (raw fish on seasoned rice) and tempura have a place there, but so do battered fried pork and beef (Tonkatsu), curries, and so does Dashi.

Dashi seems mysterious to many I meet but the basic recipe makes it one of the simplest broths around. Clean, filtered water, some dried seaweed, and some umami – either in the form of dried fish (bonito flakes) or mushrooms. Heat together, let it sit for a while, strain and then it’s ready to use or freeze for later.

This recipe has lots of lovely pieces to it, including the teriyaki-like marinade for the tofu, but, of course, being me, I had to add my own take, so here is my adapted recipe and notes.

Crispy Tofu in Shiitake Broth 
adapted from Andy Baraghani as part of Epicurious Cook90 2020

Time needed before serving:  3 hrs including draining tofu, about 45 minutes active.

Makes 4 servings
(NOTE: you can definitely half this to serve, but make the full bit of dashi and freeze it or use it in 2 to 3 days)

INGREDIENTS

  • 1 (12-ounce) package firm tofu (we prefer organic sprouted), drained – see below
  • 1/4 c soy sauce (or tamari for gluten-free)
  • 1 T brown sugar
  • 8 cups water, preferably room temperature filtered
  • 2  pieces dried kombu seaweed each approximately 4-inch by 3-inch
  • 1 3-inch piece ginger, peeled, thinly sliced
  • 3 scallions
  • 4 fresh shiitake mushrooms, rinsed, patted dry
  • 6 dried shiitake mushrooms
  • 4 cloves garlic, peeled
  • 2 T vegetable oil (we prefer sunflower)
  • Salt
  • 4 baby bok choy (about 12 ounces total), halved lengthwise
  • 2 medium carrots, halved and quartered into sticks
  • 1 medium radish, trimmed, thinly sliced into rounds
  • Fresh sprouts (optional)
  • Toasted sesame oil (for garnish)

EQUIPMENT

  • 9 x 13 baking pan
  • Paper towels
  • Cutting board
  • Your favorite sharp knife
  • Large skillet, preferably non-stick
  • 2-cup (or larger) liquid measuring cup
  • Large pot (can hold 4 gallons or more)
  • Slotted turner (like this)
  • Ladle
  1. *Drain the tofu: Slice the tofu into the shape you want, for this recipe we prefer squares. Place the tofu on top of two folded paper towels on a baking sheet. Put another two paper towels on top and then place a cutting board on top of that. Weight the tofu down with the 9 x 13 baking dish you will be using below. Check the process in one hour and replace paper towels if necessary, flipping the tofu. Let it sit a second hour before using it below.
  2. Mix 1/4 cup soy sauce and brown sugar in the 9 x 13 baking dish holding down the tofu. Place tofu in the baking dish and flip with a turner to coat. Let sit on each side for 10 minutes.
  3. While tofu is marinating, prepare your garlic and ginger as noted above. Remove green tops from scallions and slice thinly; set aside for garnish. Coarsely chop the white parts.
  4. Put 8 cups of water into the pot. Add whole mushrooms, kombu, sliced ginger, and peeled garlic. Bring to a simmer over medium-high heat. Reduce heat to low and cook for 10 minutes. Remove from heat and discard kombu. Let the dashi sit for 20 minutes to infuse flavors, then scoop out scallions, mushrooms, ginger, and garlic, if you desire.**
  5. Heat vegetable oil in the skillet, over medium-high heat. Make sure the oil is at least 1/4″ deep in the pan. When oil is hot (and I mean HOT), add the slices of tofu, working in batches if needed, and do not touch, flip or move. Cook 2 to 3 minutes, flip and repeat. Transfer to paper towels to drain; season with salt.
  6. While the tofu is cooking, bring dashi to a full boil. Add carrots, then bok choy and carrots and cook until tender, about 3 minutes. Taste and season with more salt, if needed.
  7. Ladle soup into bowls. Add tofu, sliced radish, and reserved scallion tops; drizzle lightly with sesame oil.

Feel free to mix it up!  I added some leftover fresh pappardelle we had to make this a bit heartier.

Using the leftovers:

** I personally leave this all in and take out the mushrooms. The fresh mushrooms can be sliced and added back in. The dried ones usually have enough flavor left that I slice them into quarters and use them again in another dashi or some vegetable stock within a day or two.

I highly recommend you use the leftover kombo to make a salad called tsukudani (This is a link to a recipe on Spruce Eats for your reference. I have not used that specific recipe.)

The extra dashi without veg can be frozen for up to 3 months or kept in fridge for 3 days. The soup will last about 3 days as well and can be easily reheated in a pot on the stove.

Final Result:

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Mother’s Day

I must jump ahead to Mother’s Day. There were many good meals in between, but that one filled a hole. One that I didn’t know I had.

I am a lucky one in that my offspring remembers this day most years and we usually celebrate it together.

The older they get, the more we become friends and have space to share meals and time and gossip and woes without the overbearing weight of parent-child boundaries leaning on our shoulders during our visits.

And thank all that is grace, they are a foodie! So we have that in common and can enjoy a good brunch, lunch, dinner, wine or cocktail, and possibly even a dessert. Phew!

So this year, I got asked where I wanted to go and to everyone’s surprise I did not say “boozy brunch” or “dim sum” (though both are spectacular ideas!) Nope! I said “Kin Khao” in hopes of a terrific experience. And did it live up to my hopes.

My journey to Kin Khao started a bit less than 20 years ago when I started blogging and reading other blogs. And there were a few that stood out (and still do!)

The one that led me to this meal was by Pim. First working in kitchens (like I wanted to) and making jam (when I was working in kitchens) and then one day she switched to IG and I kept up a bit less but still tried.

A few years later I heard of KK and it’s been on my list since then. Since we are now more seriously sojourning to SF for food again (thank everything!) and since I somehow decided this is the Year of Women in Restaurants, off we went.

Pim has since obtained a Michelin Star AND taken on a position in Bangkok at a two-star hotel restaurant there (where she worked with another of my heroes, Shuna Lydon). I continue to be impressed by her talent, work ethic and palate.

A noon (or so) reservation for us a lovely corner table looking out over the scene. Casual tables, nicely uniformed servers, a beautiful wall of colorful postcards showing off her food and we spent a copious amount of time trying to pare down what we would order. For four!

We started with drinks from the bar and spiced peanuts and moved on to Mushroom Hor Mok, Nam Tok Beans, Baby Chow Sum and, of course, Pretty Hot Wings (and yes, they are both pretty and pretty hot, if that lovely Thai way of building heat and sweet until you can’t not have more even with tingling lips.)

[note: I don’t have the receipt handy so there aren’t prices here, I’ll try to add them later. ]

The mushroom Hor Mok was phenomenal. Unctuous curry mousse with rich bites of shittake served with housemade rice cakes (think savory crispy treats?)The other dishes not far behind. The Nam Tok had crisp romaine had what may have been cranberry beans nestled in them for a lovely contrast of crunch and soft. The chicken wings had a crunchy hot exterior with soft, tender, juicy interior and that addictive sweet-hot flavor. And the Chow Sum (like bok choy) was bright, refreshing and so fresh. A good contrast.

For mains, we shared Khao Mun Gai, Ngop Pla (trout rubbed in red curry and roasted in a banana leaf), Yaowaraj Noodle with Hodo tofu, and The Pork Bowl.

The trout was cooked perfectly and had lovely flavor. It was served with white rice with provided great balance.

The pork bowl was lighter on seasoning than we would have liked and the chili paste served with it didn’t quite make up for it. The pork was, however, perfectly cooked and it was the most photogenic of the mains.

KMG was a bit tacky, the rice a bit plain. Not my favorite version. The noodles with tofu was delicious. Pan-fried rice noodle with crumbled tofu – it was umami all the way and a dish I’m still dreaming of.

With this course, we had a lovely bottle of Riesling from a compact but well-curated list of bottles.

And finally dessert. At lunch, KK has one. And that’s okay. Because it’s a black rice pudding with coconut cream and caramel alongside a house-made praline. We all kept going back for more even was full as we were.

I want to be back there right now, for dinner and have the green curry with rabbit and another Yaowaraj or maybe the Massaman beef cheeks. Oh, but there is also squid and prik laab and… sigh. Yes, please.

The company was exquisite. The food so good, I’d eat there solo… but then I wouldn’t get to try everything again.

An evening in Albany

Have you been to the Hotsy Totsy?

Do you drink?

Shot and a beer? Or something more clever in cocktail form?

Do you like local memorabilia?

Are you intrigued yet?

The HTC has been a staple of the easy bay since 1934.

Currently owned by Jessica Maria and Michael Valladares (since 2008) it’s a lovely combination of dive bar and craft cocktail establishment. More info on the owners here.

We have had consistently good cocktails each visit.

This visit we enjoyed a “Warm Hug” made with Merlet VSOP cognac, pumpkin butter and black walnut. A lovely dessert drink.

The “Femme Fetale” with Magnus whisky, sour cherry liqueur, LoFi dry vermouth and saffron bitters.

All in all a lovely start to the evening which ended with dinner at Zaytoon on Solano Avenue which had their bar program crafted by Jessica Maria as well.

We ate small plates-style and enjoyed several plates. Handsome was not wowed by the hummus but the rest of the Mazza plate ($12) was balanced, thoughtful and well-crafted.

The wine list is compact but selves into broad regions. We enjoyed both Greek and Lebanese wine with our meal (glass avg $12.50)

The Warak Inab (Lebanese name for the more familiar Turkish dolma) was soft, and fragrant with herbs that made it a lovely contrast to the baba ghanouj and tabbouli $8)

I look forward to trying more on our next visit.

Women in food

A few months ago, a lovely friend and I were talking about restaurants and women and as a result I decided to start a list of local places that were owned or run by women.

Since then, the list has grown with a little help from my friends and we’ve used it as a basis for where we have been eating this year.

Of course, as always, there have been exceptions but in general we are eating what women cook or from restaurants owned by women or we are cooking it ourselves.

Over the next few posts, I’ll try to catch you up where we’ve been so far.

Anyone who would like the list or wants to contribute to it, please send me a PM here or on IG with an email so I can share it out to you.

The first foray was to Buttercup Diner with dad. Yup. Betcha thought I was gonna say something else. But we eat like the rest of the world and after a Dad Dr. appointment there is not much better for him than a slice of something Debbie made. Read on for more:

Buttercup is local, family owned and yes, at least one of them is a woman. Its owners Debbie and David (and their kids) have owned the chain for over 28 years and it has 5 locations around the East Bay.

Debbie’s desserts are all her own recipes and, well, my dad loves her bread pudding. Her seasonal pumpkin is great when it is the right time of year and most days you’ll see my honey and I racing for bites of her chocolate cream.

Every location is open 7 days a week for breakfast, lunch and dinner with no breaks in between . (And that is a feat in itself.) The food is consistent, homey and the atmosphere’s are all comfortable.

Well worth it and did I mention it is locally owned? 😉

Jardinere – A piece of SF leaves

Monday night was my last trip to Jardinere. It will close its doors for good this weekend.

Jardinere holds more memories for me that I realized when we went in earlier this month. My family and I have gone there for special occasions, for a before theater drink or meal, or just as a place to nibble and pass the time in quiet. I’ve had more than one interesting conversation there; more that one delicious dish, and, oddly enough, received the best hair compliment of my life (so far) there.

When you walk into Jardinere, you are treated to a quiet and calm oasis. A warm, rich interior with a horseshoe bar and a beautiful ceiling that illuminates small sparkles and the afternoon light turns to dusk. The second floor visible about the bar, you can see table tops nudged against the balcony railing that has dimly lit wine coolers built in at every railing post. Does it sound elegant? It is. Opulent? Not really, it fits in. It doesn’t stand out and scream but instead invites you forward into a space that is never boisterous. The soft walls and warm colors absorb sound, the soft carpet on the staircase muffles the traffic to and fro while the sturdy brick walls make you feel nestled into a safe space you can sit and relax.

It’s a destination that is going out in the same style it came in. With grace, delicious food and just a touch of whimsy.

Oh my, bacon, what a wonderful gift

Bacon. Yum. And good on a day that was less than good.

Today was not a good day. It wasn’t horrible, but it wasn’t good. By the middle of the afternoon, I knew I needed something if I was going to salvage my mood. So I turned to food and the kitchen because that always helps and it less destructive that other habits can be.

I have a few Achilles heels in terms of food. Things that I can’t really live without but have to eat less than a moderate amount. Bacon is one of those. Pepperoni pizza another, and yes, there are others, but we will not tempt my brain with thoughts of baked goods and such right now.

Instead, let’s focus on the bacon.

Bacon has many forms in different countries. Here in the US, it is usually pork belly, well streaked with fat and available in packages (or at your butchers) in packages where it is thinly sliced or offered as a slab.

Sometimes, it is smoked, other times its cured. It can be flavored with hickory or, my personal favorite, maple for a touch of sweet. And I think it’s A Very Good Thing.photo apr 18, 4 49 59 pm

So tonight, that’s what I put on the menu, I crisped it up and put it on homemade spelt whey bread, added homemade mayo and some avocado (thanks dear friend, for that suggestion!) and a nice half-sour pickle on the side.

Bacon is a better thing when you trust the source. I like how several farms have removed nitrates but my favorite continues to be those farms that are Certified Humane. One of my favorites currently is Belcampo located at the base of Mount Shasta. You can find out more of them by clicking on the link. They are committed to treating the pigs well, and they are humane-certified, which I think makes for tastier, healthier meat products.

My plate is now clean, the sandwich a success and it helped my mood with a nice dose of pleasure.

That’s A Very Good Thing too.

Here we are again

So some of you may have found your way here from one of our old sites and be surprised by the content.

While times change, we do want to house the old cooking, whiskey and cocktail articles as well as our homage to Native Bear and Nibblers.

What you all don’t know is that four years ago, I (Trace) was seriously injured while traveling out of state. The injury affected all aspects of our lives for quite some time and it is only now that I feel comfortable enough to start sharing our stories again.

I may choose to go into more detail in the future, but for now… the synopsis is that I sustained damage to my primary hand and had to deal with the trauma from the injury. I’m much better now but don’t foresee taking on commercial cooking or baking again any time soon.

So it is with great happiness and joy that I am able to relaunch this site and this new(Er) blog with my current exploits. As time permits, I will add in older posts and articles; I may even have a go at framing in some of our experiences from the past few years.

For those of you looking for whiskey or cooking content, I can only as for your patience as I regroup.

Best health to you all,

Trace

Spring Saturday Brunch

I’ve been blessed the past couple of weeks with getting Spring brought home.

In the “old days” of a few years ago, it would have been me up at the crack of dawn to get to a market to pick the best of Zuckerman’s asparagus and sneak over to see if Berkeley Bowl had ramps or morels. Since starting to truly cook seasonally, those are the signs of when Spring has sprung. Already the spring onions will have arrived and the tiniest, sweetest radishes are around and soon there will be rhubarb from many vendors (my favorite from Happy Quail farm) and then some Eclair strawberries from Yerena and Tomatero will finally surface.

But for now it’s glorious asparagus both pencil thin and fat and sassy. The latter of which today got served steamed over whole grain English muffins with two plump Glaum eggs on top and a hollandaise that handsome put together for us.

The side there are apples stewed with rum and saffron and some allspice which was just fine with a bit of the hollandaise, indeed, it was an all together scrumptious meal washed down with coffee from Alchemy Collective.

And since you asked, our eclectic table is a 1880s parlor table desperately in need of a refinish topped with Chilewich mats and adorned with Bodrum linens. The mugs are unique, turned for us at Lightwave pottery studio on Kauai.