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More Cookies

I’ve written before about how much I like sneaking into One Girl Cookies kitchen and saw that they just announced their upcoming apple pie class for October 27.  They make incredible cookies and pies so f you sign up for  one of their upcoming classes, they’ll show you how they do it.  Unlike a lot of demonstration based classes in New York, you really get to pound the dough at One Girl so if any one is interested they should reserve a spot soon.

Pan de Medianoche

Recently, when I was asking friends and family how they felt about the sandwich Cubano, I was surprised at how many said they preferred medianoches.  Similar to the Cubano but smaller and sweeter, the medianoche or “midnight” sandwich was sold in Havana nightclubs to tired dancers at late night cafes.  Also tired from my last miss at making a pan de agua loaf, I decided to medianoche bread instead.  If you live in South Florida, making Cuban bread at home makes as much sense as churning your own butter.  It’s as easy to find there as it’s impossible everywhere else, so I was excited to see this recipe for the challah-like bread on the Three Guys From Miami site.  I spent all day fussing over the rolls like a nervous mother – will the yeast bubble, do I knead more, will they rise? Read more

Palacio de los Jugos

I’ve wanted to write about El Palacio de los Jugos, Miami’s landmark-fruit stand, take out, pork corner-but didn’t now where to begin.  The last time I visited I was a little surprised at just how out of place I felt there among the steady chaos.  I hadn’t been home for awhile and felt shy of asking too many questions, showing myself for the tourist I had become.  Luckily, Fernando, a regular who the woman at the counter tolerated with a grudging smile, was next to us.  Unprompted, he pointed out the things we couldn’t leave without and in a few minutes we had fresh tamales, chicharrones de puerco, homemade guava paste and queso blanco the owners bring in from their farm.  My friend Lydia Martin’s recent article for the Miami Herald, “Palacio de los Jugos: Where Miami Goes for a Taste of Cuba,” makes sense of the bustling market and tells the story of the family at its heart.

Sound Break

I went to the Times Square simulcast of the Metropolitan Opera’s Opening Night Gala performance of Puccini’s Tosca this week.  Open air events in New York are a mixed bag.  They seem like a good idea but usually mean hours of discomfort and crowds fighting over patches of damp grass.  The Met’s broadcasts are the exception.  Before the city stopped traffic on 42nd Street, the Met was creating an island of sound in the middle of Times Square every September.  Last night, Karita Mattila’s Tosca threw jealous fits, betrayed a friend to the police, and killed a man – and she was the heroine.  Pure passion rarely leading to pure actions,  the quiet girl secondary roles Read more

The Scoop

Pastryscoop.com, sponsored by the French Culinary Institute, has opened registration for their fall 2009 conference to be held on Sunday, October 18th at the International Culinary Center where I’ll be helping out.  For one day, they open their kitchens for top pastry chefs hold two hour demonstrations, workshops and tastings.  I’m always amazed at how generous the chefs that take part are with their time and most importantly, they’re secrets.

A New Season

I may have waited until the very last weekend of the summer to have my first lobster roll, but now that I had, I wasn’t letting it scuttle away just yet.  I decided to try a recipe from the 1930s for Lobster Havanaise, a cross between a Thermidor and Newburg but with rum instead of brandy.  The rum is added off heat just before serving so the flavor is very pronounced. I started at Fish Tales in Brooklyn since they’re always helpful and let me take complimentary limes, even on a 1/4 pound of salmon.  I almost left empty handed when I realized I would need at least two Maine lobsters to make up for the 2 pounder called for in the recipe.  They pointed me instead to the Brazilian rock lobsters right for Caribbean cooking.  With no claws, rock lobsters carry all their meat in the tail (no kidding, and I thought the only Cuban element was the rum).  Though they’re not as sweet as the Maine variety, they’re in season from the end of the summer through winter, so they’re is plenty of time to play with. Read more

Fritas

 

With a long weekend ahead and no barbecues in site, I’ve been thinking about fritas.  A Cuban-style hamburger with more spice than size, it’s pan-fried and topped with crispy shoestring fries.  Miami even  has it’s own Rey de las Fritas challenging Ronald, Wendy and the Hamburgler for drive-thru supremacy.  It was my favorite after the beach snack growing up, and I made my first batch last night.  The only missing ingredients to make it a perfect burger madeleine were 1970s strength sun tan oil and sand. Read more

Oh Fig!

A friend coined the term produce shopaholic on her blog, Mindy’s Recipe for Disaster.  If I’d read her post earlier, I may have recognized the symptoms before I went on a why-not-bender at the Park Slope Food Co-op yesterday.  Though I love figs, I rarely buy fresh ones.  I have plans for tarts and compotes, but the slightest delay and they’re past all use.  Still, I couldn’t resist when I found organic Calimyrna figs.  I reasoned that the green ones would at least give me a head start, and they were so cute and plump I had to take them home.  A quick search online and through my books gave me a couple of ideas.  I had some this morning drizzled with peppered honey and Spanish goat cheese with sweet olive oil crackers.  It was sweet, spicy, flowery and creamy all at the same time.  The recipe from Bon Appétit could not be easier, so there is no reason to put off using them straight away.  I also found an interesting recipe for fig compote with red wine and spices among the formidable 1080 Recipes, one of my favorite cookbooks/step stools that I’ll try next.  Now that I’m hooked, I’ll need more figs.

For the complete Fresh Figs with Goat Cheese and Peppered Honey recipe click here.

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High Line Break

My great uncle once wrote that he had an impure love for cities.  Though he was describing 19th century Havana, the New York City High Line is the perfect expression of the sentiment.  I’d been hearing about it since it opened but hadn’t gone till last weekend.  An elevated railway last used in 1980, it’s been transformed into an promenade cutting into the New York City Skyline.  With nature and design in perfect balance everywhere you look, it’s a beautiful tightrope.

Pastel de Mango Verde

I still remember seeing the “Cookies” sign for the first time.  Just off the corner of Smith Street, I was drawn to the bright blue storefront realizing with disappointment that they were closed for the night.  Peering through the grating into the store (it was pretty sad), I knew I’d be back.  I reasoned that if an entire bakery was dedicated to just making cookies, they must be really good cookies.  If the same cookies were displayed  lovingly gift wrapped, they must be uniquely great.  I’ve been scratching at their door ever since. Read more