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March 8, 2010

Caramels … by the pound!

curved knife

I confess… I have a thing for caramels.  And I also have a thing for packages.  Like, I’m obsessed with knowing when things I order will arrive, and I track them endlessly.  So, when an unexpected package arrived, I was delighted.  When it was filled with caramels and marshmallows, I swooned.  Jenn, you rock.

Deidre Wood is not is Philadelphia, but she is in the Etsy-verse, and you all have Internet access, so… close enough, right?  She will ship you ONE POUND of caramels for the low, low price of $11.50.  They come in “cut your own” sticks, and it is a shocking amount of caramel (at least 40 pieces worth.)  They are incredibly soft and gooey, though, so you might need to refrigerate before cutting if you live in a very warm home.

How delicious are they?  I wanted to share some with Jenn, even though it had come up to room temperature.  We were in Barnes and Noble, with no napkins and no knives, so we bit right off the stick.  The oozy pulls were stringing off with every bite.  Face caramel be damned… the whole thing was gone before I got home.

Deidre Wood
http://deidrewood.etsy.com

February 27, 2010

Tongue

The enormous cow’s tongues at my nearby Vietnamese market (16th and Washington) have an inexorable pull on me.  I recently bought and cured one.  It’s a pretty easy process, a good warm-up if you plan on corning beef for St. Patrick’s Day.

A few slices of cold tongue, adorning bubble-and-squeak and some homemade wheat toast.

The only special ingredient is so-called “pink salt”, a mixture of table salt and sodium nitrite.  You don’t even need it, but including it ensures a beautiful pink color.  You’re going to want it for corned beef, bacon, and hot dogs, anyway, so you might as well get a pound of it.  (N.B. the salt is dyed pink so you don’t confuse it with real salt.  You shouldn’t eat it raw.  Keep it away from anyone who might think it’s candy, like children and sweet-toothed roommates.)

The plan is simple: cure for a week then simmer for three and a half hours.

Curing

Curing is easy, and increasingly popular on a small scale.  Brining a turkey, for example, is a simple kind of cure.  Brining will typically use a 5% salt solution: 5g of salt for each 100g of water.  This is enough to moisten the meat of a roast, bringing out the natural flavors of the meat.  For tongue, I want something with a stronger, more assertive taste, so we’re going to corn the tongue.  Corning is a very aggressive kind of brining, using more salt (10% instead of 5%) for more time.

To comfortably cover a 1.2kg tongue, I made 2L of brine:

  • 2L water (or adjust using these percentages for more or less volume)
  • 200g salt (10%)
  • 50g sugar (2.5%)
  • 12g pink salt (.6%)
  • Spices, for flavor: a dozen black peppercorns, some bay leaves, a few crushed cloves of garlic, crushed juniper berries, and mustard seeds.

To make the brine, throw all of the brine ingredients in a large pot, bring to a boil while stirring to dissolve the salts and sugar.  Let it cool, so the brine doesn’t cook your meat!  Then dump your brine and tongue into a ziploc bag to chill out in the fridge.

A week later, the tongue comes out firmer and faintly redolent of spice and salt.

Cooking

Three and a half hours of simmering.  Following Fergus Henderson’s recipe in The Whole Beast, I simmered the tongue with carrots, onions, leeks, celery, garlic, peppercorns, and herbs.

Fergus says to keep it at the “calmest of simmers”, after which the skin should peel off easily.  After uncovering the pot, I discovered that my simmer of about 160F was a little too calm.  The tongue was still very tough.  Now, cooler heads might say, “No big deal, we’ll just simmer longer at the higher temperature”.  But not me.  It was late, I was tired.  No, I decided to flay the thing then and there.  I’m sorry: first, ‘flay’ is a little too graphic; second, look at this pathetic picture.

This is so embarrassing.

The skin didn’t “peel” at all, and I took to hacking with my knife.  Look at all of that wasted tongue!  Frustrated, I wrapped up the tongue and went to bed, leaving the cooking liquid to cool on the stove.

Re-cooking

The next day, I brought the (now heavily trimmed) tongue back up to a boil in the liquid, and threw it in a 200F oven for three and a half hours.  No mistakes this time: my tongue simmered while I stewed.  Then, miraculously:

It sliced like a charm.  Meaty and succulent, with a vague hint of spice.  It’s been great with eggs and as an accent to salads.  Smaller than a brisket, tongue seems like an easy way to get that delicious “corned” taste into your life more often.  The process was not my finest showing, but I’ll never make the “so calm it’s not even a simmer” blunder again.  I’ve been playing with using the oven for simmering (like when making consommé), but now I’m a convert!

February 23, 2010

Delancey Street Bagels

delancey street bagels

Regional specialties can be so cruel.  How can New York have at least 3 reasonable bagel options per block, yet Philly is such a bagel wasteland?

Here are the places I know of that sell bagels in Center City: South Street Philly Bagels (which I always thought was just called Hot Bagels), Manhattan Bagels and Breugger’s Bagels.  There’s also the Bagel Factory on Walnut Steet, but they aren’t open on weekends, which makes them nothing but a cruel tease.  Hot Bagels is my go-to Center City option, but they only have 3 seats, and it’s far enough from my home that, at best, they’re Lukewarm Bagels by the time I get to eat them.

And so, though it is vaguely embarrassing to admit it, my actual bagel place of choice is in the suburbs, land of plenty.  Delancey Street Bagels has it all in spades — plenty of seating, plenty of parking, and plenty of everything on my everything bagel.  And they virtually never run out of my chosen flavors, even when I get there an hour before closing.

And it’s more than just bagels and cream cheese, folks.  Want a sandwich?  Just look for the words “melted marinated string cheese” on their menu.  I prefer the white pizza bagel (shown above), but Meng would trek out there multiple times a week for the tuna melt.  The bacon, egg, and cheese on a croissant is so tasty, you won’t even notice it’s turkey bacon.  They even have a nice selection of muffins and cookies, in case you walk in half-starved, and you cannot wait another 3 minutes for your bagel (not that I would know anything about that.)  I also hear that they have very good coffee (which I really would not know anything about, but I trust that Jenn is not trying to trick you or me.)

If Delancey Street opened a Center City location, it would change my whole weekend structure.  Do you have a favorite bagel place in Philly?  You can tell me.  I promise I won’t buy the last everything bagel out from under you.

Delancey Street Bagels
50 East Wynnewood Road
Wynnewood, PA 19096-2013
(610) 896-8837

February 16, 2010

Dulce de leche, can to pan

raw materials

If you would like to draw me to a recipe, here is the phrase that pays: “It only has one ingredient!”  (In my world, salt is not an ingredient.  It is a fact of life.)  It takes almost no prompting to get me to whip up a batch of butter.  So, the idea of boiling a can and getting out a tasty treat had immediate, obvious appeal to me.

Traditional dulce de leche requires you to spend one to two hours tending a pot of sweetened milk, until it has reduced down to a yummy goo.  Quick ‘n easy dulce de leche has you simmer a can of sweetened condensed milk for a few hours until it’s gone from a can of milk to a can of deliciousness.  What could be easier?

I paid attention in chemistry class, though, and I have a bad track record with sugar products.  (See: the time I set the roof of my oven on fire making baked apples.)   With Bryan out of town, the vision of dragging myself to the hospital covered with super-heated sugar globules after the can exploded ran rampant through my head.  That is, I chickened out.  After 3 hours of simmering, this is my can contents.

in the can

A change had happened.  Just not much of one.

It’s ok, though.  In the 3 hours it had been simmering, I had been looking at recipes.  I could add cinnamon!  I could add SALT.  Suddenly, the idea of finishing it off in a pot seemed very appealing.

in the pot

I simmered it on a stovetop at medium (to medium-low; my stove was a little too hot, and I did get some browned bits as you can see) for about 10 minutes.  I added about a quarter teaspoon of cinnamon and kosher salt.  It reduced by about 25%.

looks like peanut butter

I can see why people talk about eating jars in one sitting.  Yum!

Dulce de Leche

  • 1 can sweetened condensed milk
  • cinnamon, nutmeg and/or salt, to taste

Place can in a pot of simmering water. Make sure there is enough water to keep the can covered at all times. Simmer for 3 hours.

If it’s still too thin, take it out of the can, season as desired, and simmer for another 5 to 15 minutes, until it reaches the desired consistency.  Place in a container, and eat!

dulce de leche

February 14, 2010

Hello, and Consommé

Hi!  I’m Michael.  I’m friends with Helen and company, and I’m excited to be share some of my cooking with you fine people.

This is my kitchen; it’s in Philadelphia.  (I mean, so am I.)

I love to cook: saute, steam, fry, bake, cure, smoke, brew, whatever.  (You can see evidence of most of those in this picture, actually.)  I like to make things myself, to a fault.

But enough about me.  Today we’re making consommé.  Consommé is the apotheosis of stock, made by clarifying a stock with egg whites.  (Yes, egg whites.) It’s something to sip piping hot on a cold, blizzard-y day, but it’s also great as a base for soups and sauces or as a braising liquid.

The technique here is Michael Ruhlman’s, as described in his book Ratio.  The idea is quite simple: to make X consommé, make X stock, then simmer the stock with a mixture of 3 parts (by weight) X, 1 part egg white, and 1 part mirepoix (which itself a 2:1:1 mixture of chopped onions, carrots, and celery).  Typically, X ranges over meat and poultry: veal, beef, and chicken are all common.  This time, it’s chicken consommé.  (This time…ha!  I’ve never made this before.  Here we go!)

Our plan:

  1. make a chicken stock
  2. strain
  3. cool (overnight)
  4. skim off the fat
  5. bring to a simmer, with more chicken, egg whites, and mirepoix
  6. cool again for bagging and freezing

It’s a long process, but there isn’t too much active time.  We’re going to use two stewing chickens and a bunch of chicken feet to build the stock.  (The feet will provide lots of gelatin, which will help provide a rich mouthfeel later on.)  For the clarification, we’ll use boneless thighs.

First, we’ll chop up the chicken feet and some scrap chicken from the freezer.

Small bits make sure we get all the goodness.

For kicks, I took apart the chickens neatly.  You can just maul them to small bits, if you like.  I went at them with the cleaver after taking this picture.

Cover with an inch or so of water and bring to a simmer, say around 180F.  Don’t let it boil, or the stock will be very hazy.  (Whether it’ll be so hazy that the clarification won’t work, I don’t know.  But why go looking for trouble?)

Eventually fat and foamy scum will rise to the top; keep skimming this off until it stops coming.

Rather than fiddling with the heat on my stove, I set my oven to 180F and simmered for four hours.

About two pounds of mirepoix.  Throw in some crushed peppercorns, bay leaves, garlic, herbs, or what-have-you, too.

Adding the mirepoix will cool the stock down again, so it’s easiest to finish it on the stove.  It takes another hour.

Another 45 minutes to an hour of simmering, and we’re ready for straining.  I used a sieve lined with a (very clean!) kitchen towel, but a colander will do just fine.

I should say: this is a perfectly good stopping point.  After it’s cooled a bit, you can see that we already have a tasty, relatively clear stock.  But we have not yet begun to fight!

We’ve been basically following Ruhlman’s recipe, though I’ve slightly increased his quantities: about 4lb of chicken made a little under a gallon of stock.  We’ll use about a pound of meat (15oz) and 5oz each of egg whites and mirepoix.  I’ve added some tomato, for both flavor and color.  (Plus a bay leaf and some ground black pepper.)

Apart from my knife, my most important piece of kitchen equipment is my scale.  Four eggs yielded 5oz of egg whites.

I forgot to photograph the chicken, but I chopped 15oz of boneless chicken thighs (with the fat cut out and rendered for something else) to a paste in the food processor.

We bring the stock, meat, egg whites, and mirepoix up to a simmer, stirring to avoid scorching.  I’m using a flat-edged spoon, as Ruhlman suggests.

As the egg whites congeal, they’ll form what’s called a “raft”, floating all of the other bits to the surface.  The proteins in the egg white will filter the stock as it floats to the top, like a French press in reverse.  This process is a little slow and requires some attention—it took about twenty minutes.

Now that we have a nice raft, we simmer for another hour.  Foam will rise up and over, filtering back through the raft, leaving the scum on top.  Ingenious!

After an hour has elapsed, we’re ready to strain.  The stock is already very clear (look at that shine!), but we’re going to use a sieve lined with a coffee filter to be extra certain.

It’s said that you should be able to read the date off a dime at the bottom a bowl of consommé.  (Ruhlman says the bottom of a gallon.)

Let’s have a closer look.

2007, if you squint.  Not bad.

So: consommé.  I served it garnished with beech mushrooms and scallion greens.  Definitely worth the effort.  I think it’s particularly interesting that unlike many other “luxurious” dishes, consommé is very low in fat.  (Not that I’m into that sort of thing, but still.)  I hope this little (?) walkthrough gives you confidence to try it yourself.

It’s been fun, and there’s more in the pipeline: tongue, morcilla de Burgos, and beer!

February 11, 2010

Mmmm, mushroom soup!

mushrooms

I grew up a vegetable hater.  Mushrooms were my first love of the vegetable world.  (Fungus world… whatever.  They were not a meat, fruit, grain, starch or fat, and you find them in salads.  Thus, they are vegetables.)  Why?  Because mushrooms have the delightful property of taking on a lot of the flavor of their environment.

So, for my Saturday snowday, I made a pot of stock, and then, mushroom soup.  Normally when I make a big pot of soup, I have a couple of bowls, then freeze the rest because I’m sick of eating it.  Maybe it was the extra snowfall, but this pot of soup got eaten by Tuesday!  I hear there is more snow coming.  Unless you are a mushroom hater, you may want to get the supplies for this soup, and spend your next snowday savoring this soup.

mushroom soup in motion

Mushroom Soup

(Based on Kalyn’s Kitchen double mushroom soup)

  • 1 lb crimini or button mushrooms, plus 6 mushrooms for garnish
  • 1/2 lb shitake mushrooms (or 1/4 lb dried shitakes)
  • 6 cups stock, or mix of stock, mushroom soaking liquid and water
  • 1/2 onion (or to taste)
  • 3 tbsp butter
  • 2 tbsp olive oil
  • salt and pepper to taste
  • heavy cream to finish

Slice your onion into thin half slices.  Melt 2 tbsp butter and the olive oil in a pot deep enough for the whole soup.  Sautée onions over medium heat until translucent, about 5 minutes.

onions

Clean mushrooms, and remove stems.  Rough chop the mushrooms.

chopped for the pot

Add the mushrooms to the pot, browning them until they release their liquid and the liquid has evaporated, about 10 minutes.  Add the stock/water/soaking liquid, and simmer for 60 minutes.

mushrooms cooking

Add salt and pepper to taste, and puree with an immersion blender to your desired consistency.  I like some mushroom bits, so I didn’t puree all the way.  If you aren’t going to eat your soup right away, stop here and stick it in the fridge.  I didn’t try freezing it, so let me know how it turns out if you do!

Cut 6 garnish mushrooms into thin slices.  Heat 1 tbsp butter in a frying pan over medium heat.  Brown slices until liquid is released.

garnish mushrooms

To finish, add heavy cream to taste, and simmer for a minute or two to bring the cream up to temperature.  Stir in slices, and serve immediately.

bowl o' soup

February 4, 2010

Philly Cupcake

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After a particularly ill-fated trip to Betty’s Speakeasy last October, where the only cupcakes on offer included stout, chipotle and zucchini, I wrote my own personal rules for

How to Be a Good Cupcake Purveyor

  1. Have chocolate-chocolate and vanilla-vanilla, every day.
  2. Cupcakes are all about the cake-to-frosting ratio.  Don’t screw it up.
  3. Don’t refrigerate.  It makes your cakes dry.
  4. If you are going to have crazy flavors, they better be good.
  5. If your cupcakes are worse than the ones I bake at home, get out of the cupcake biz.

Philly Cupcake must be creepin’ around my windows, because they nailed all 5.  They even have a sign on their wall that reads, “We don’t refrigerate our cupcakes, and neither should you.”  And they got the secret rule of how to be a good anything in my book…  Be convenient.  While I love the cupcake truck and Whipped Bakeshop, their locations and hours make them less than ideal.

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My favorite and general crowd-pleaser on their standard menu (sorry, facebook link) is the red velvet.  (The one shown above is a new offering — chocolate red velvet!  Also very good.)   When making your pick, be wary of one thing.  Standard cupcakes are $3.  Those marked special don’t just mean “daily special”.  They also mean “costs $4”, which is a little pricey for my taste.  Maybe if they had a nice thick chocolate ganache… but I haven’t really felt like the $4 were worth the extra buck so far.

Philly Cupcake
1132 Chestnut Street
Philadelphia, PA 19107
(215) 625-4888‎
Philly Cupcake is cash-only.

January 31, 2010

I’ve been otherwise engaged.

I know I’ve been a bit blogging delinquent for the last few weeks.  I hope you can forgive me; I’ve been otherwise engaged… literally!  And since there’s nothing my sweetie and I like better than a good challenge, we’ve set the date less than 3 months away.  So, that’s been eating most of my time.  (Argh, engagement clearly brings out my inner punster.)

standing on the dock

Which brings me to call on you, my fair foodie friends!  I’m looking for a cake, or a creative melange of all things sweet.  I’m not really much for a tower of painted fondant (not that I actually hate fondant — I find its texture weirdly appealing.)  Let someone else get something that looks beautiful and photo-ready; I’m looking for something that tastes good.  Do they make cream-cheese-frosted wedding cakes?

I’d love to hear your suggestions for the tastiest wedding sweet in the Philadelphia area. There are 37 items on my to-do list, so I need to knock one off every two days… eek!  Help a girl out, and tell me where to go to get my sweet on!

Hopefully, we’ll also be adding a new member to team Philly Foodie soon!  Keep your eye out for his first post in the next couple of weeks.  Mike is not only a great cook, but a home beer brewer and a lover of all things challenging (which I most certainly am not!)  I think he’s going to be a great addition.

And now, we return to our regularly scheduled no-excuses blogging.  :)

January 24, 2010

Q.T. Vietnamese Sandwiches

Q.T. banh mi

For many years, I denied myself bánh mi, because I have a simple rule regarding changes to a dish.

If you want one thing changed, that’s ok; if you want more than one thing changed, order something else.

In addition to the meat, shredded carrots, jalapeño and paté, banh mi is served with two of my traditional food enemies, cilantro and cucumber.  Yes, I know you love them and think they both taste delicious.  Cilantro tastes like soap to me and supposedly many others.  Cucumber, I just dislike.  Don’t tell me that it doesn’t taste like anything.  It tastes… bad.

But, as anyone who has worked in the same location for a long time knows, some days, you just cannot eat one more chicken red curry/molé burrito/ turkey sandwich/<insert the thing you actually get multiple times a week here>, and you wander out into the lunch wilderness to find something, anything, different.  And so, in December, I found myself entering QT Vietnamese Sandwiches, and ordering an unmodified bánh mi.

And since then, I have found myself at their door at least twice a week.  They have 9 varieties of bánh mi (including 2 veg options), and all nine cost less than $5.  Lemongrass chicken is featured above, but my current fave is the grilled pork (#7).  They cook the meat fresh to order, so it’s always warm and tasty on these cold winter days.  Yet I always feel like I’m back out the door less than 5 minutes later, possibly because of their back issues of In Style to flip through while you wait.

They have non-sandwich dishes, too, including breakfast, but I haven’t been able to tear myself away from the bánh mi just yet.  If you have, give us a report!

They also include the cilantro as one long sprig, instead of a sprinkling of chopped cilantro.  So, it can be easily removed if you’re also a hater.  And, who knows?  I may just come around on this cucumber issue.

Q.T. Vietnamese Sandwiches
48 N. 10th St.
Philadelphia, PA 19107
267-639-4520

January 18, 2010

Stocking up: chocolate chip cookies!

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Come winter, stocking homemade cookie dough in your freezer is a game-changer for folks with a sweet tooth.  Those times when you were craving something sweet, but the thought of schlepping down to Wawa was giving you frostbite?  In the past!  A hot, fresh chocolate chip cookie straight out of the oven is basically the best thing you can ask for on a cold wintry night.

There’s just one teensy thing that makes it hard.  Instead of doing this:

in the oven

You have to do this:

in the freezer?!

Take a whole sheet of cookies, that could be plate of warm, gooey cookies in just 10 minutes, and stick them in your freezer instead.  I won’t lie.  It is hard.  Consider making a double batch.  Or you may end up with a mutiny on your hands.

weighing his options

The sad face of someone who knows that sometimes he has to sacrifice today’s cookies for tomorrow’s? Or the devious look of a hardened cookie dough poacher? You’ll find out which one you live with if that bag of frozen dough balls runs out in 3 days or less.

Chocolate Chip Cookies

This is a slightly oversalted variant of the Toll House recipe.  Most any cookie recipe will freeze, though, so use the one you like best! (and … tell me what it is!)

  • 2 1/4 cups all-purpose flour
  • 1 tsp baking soda
  • 1 1/4 tsp salt
  • 1 cup (2 sticks) butter, softened
  • 3/4 cup granulated sugar
  • 3/4 cup packed brown sugar
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
  • 2 large eggs
  • 1 bag semi-sweet chocolate chips

Beat butter, sugar, brown sugar and vanilla together until creamy.  Beat in eggs one at a time, mixing well after each addition.  Whisk together flour, baking soda and salt in a second bowl, then gradually incorporate the mixture into the first bowl.  When fully combined, stir in chocolate chips.

Prepare a level spot for a baking sheet in your freezer.  I use the top of my ice maker to hold up one side, and just stack to the same level on the other side.  (This is much easier to do without your dough balls on the sheet.)  Then cover the baking sheet with parchment or wax paper, because the frozen dough will stick a bit without it.  Scoop out your dough balls.  Remember, you’re not going to bake these, so you can cram your dough balls really tightly on the sheet.  Freeze for at least an hour, then dump the frozen balls into a ziploc bag or airtight container.

When you’re ready to eat them, preheat the oven to 375 degrees, then put the dough balls on a baking sheet and into the oven.  You can bake them straight from the freezer; they should be done in about 15 minutes.