Showing posts with label Middle East. Show all posts
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Tuesday, September 1, 2009

The Axis of Evil!



So back in April, Michael and I were staying at our friend Tom's house waiting for Leah to make her debut, and the three of us were sitting around shooting the breeze one night, talking about cooking and the 80 Plates project when it popped into my head that I should do an Axis of Evil dinner. All three of us were cackling about it, it just seemed so clever. I did some research and found some recipes which I bookmarked, but then Leah was born and it was pushed to the back burner.

Since then, I have tried unsuccessfully 4 times to talk people into try out the Axis of Evil dinner. It is the kind of thing where you need a crowd, since three countries makes a lot of food. But I've discovered it's one thing to select a European country or a country like Mexico that everyone's familiar with the food and you feel safe. It's quite another when it's a country people aren't entirely sure about. Multiply that by three countries, throw in some people who don't think you're as clever as you think you are, and you've got a conundrum on your hands.

So, the stars aligned at a recent BBQ we went to at our friends Heather and Steve's house. We were discussing getting together again with them and I mentioned doing the Axis of Evil dinner for my birthday and they were game, as was Joe. We set a date for the end of August to roughly coincide with my birthday. I confirmed with them last week and we were on!

However, this plan brought with it a new wrinkle: Heather is a vegetarian and Joe is nearly a vegetarian. So I was going to have to do some creative cooking to accomodate them as well as fix something the General would eat, as well as Heather's husband Steve who is a bit of a fussy eater. Plus Heather and Steve have a three-year-old and I had no idea if she was going to feel adventurous about eating! Hoo boy! I got back on the computer and started doing some research and eventually found recipes that I felt would take care of everything everyone would be willing to eat. I let Heather, Steve, and Joe take care of munchies for before the meal and I made up a menu for the main course and dessert which was:

1. Kookoo-e Gol-e Kalam - a cauliflower torte/quiche type of thing from Iran
2. Adas Polow - Rice pilaf from Iran
3. Tashreeb Dajaj - a chicken stew from Iraq
4. Ho Dduk - sweet cinnamon pancakes from North Korea

I'm afraid the picture taking for this edition got screwed up. For one thing, I felt like I was cooking for Three Kings all over again--a lot of food and a lot of company on top of the Honduras dinner. For another thing, I fudged a bit and turned over the prep work on the Ho Dduk to my sister so I could concentrate on fixing up the other things. I also did things out of order a lot so that I could get prep work out of the way before the serious cooking kicked in. I'm going to attempt to put the steps in chronological order, but forgive me if I fail miserably!

Ok, so the first dish I started on was the Kookoo-e Gol-e Kalam, hereafter known as 'cauliflower pie'. This is a really simple dish if you are in the mood for a quick, vegetarian friendly food that tastes pretty darned good! Basically all you do is chop up a small head of cauliflower, boil it till it's a bit soft, and mash it with a fork.



Beat some eggs together with a little salt and pepper, dissolve some saffron in some hot water, dissolve some baking soda in a little cold water, and add those to the egg mixture. Ok, let me tell you about my saffron adventure. I went to Wegman's with my shopping list the other night to buy all the goods for this fun little dinner. I got to the spice aisle, and there was one other woman there shopping too. She took one look at Leah and one look at me and said, "Your baby is cold." Mmmmm-kay, I didn't recall asking your opinion. In fact, Leah was quite toasty, but apparently this lady was mad I didn't have any socks on her feet. So I said as politely as I could, "No she isn't, she's just fine. She's just like her dad, always warm!" and laughed "Hahahaha". The woman looked at me like I was a little crazy and Leah began to wail (of course! the kid has got timing!). So I pulled Leah out of the seat and we start looking at the spices. I find one bottle of saffron and looked at the price tag, $16.50. I audibly inhaled. I said, "Leah, let's see if there isn't a cheaper one somewhere!" so we turned to the 'budget' spices (McCormick) and I found a jar of imported Spanish saffron for $14.99. I said, "Well, Leah, fifteen dollars seems like a relative bargain!" and the woman behind us started laughing. I had forgotten she was still back there. So what does $14.99 worth of saffron get ya? 0.06 ounces! I swear, I'm going to start a damned crocus farm! Forget illicit drugs, saffron is the way to go! While I was cooking with it, I was literally scraping out every last little shred--it was NOT going to waste. My trusty pal Joe was watching over me saying, "You missed a stamen! Oh, there's one! Don't forget that one!" He and I cleaned it out!



So anyway, you pour the egg mixture over the cauliflower and mix it all up nice and mushy like mashed potatoes, only chunkier. Then you dump the whole thing in a pan and fry it up! About 10 minutes on the first side, then you cut it into quarters, flip it, and fry the other side for about another ten minutes. This was by far the easiest dish we made all day!

I also decided to get a good jump start on the Adas Polow, which was a good thing because you must soak the rice for 3-4 hours before you do anything else. I love, love, love basmati rice, and I have a lot of it on hand from this experiment, so I was excited to see that I could use some up for this. However, I was not going to be able to use my rice cooker--there was too much going on with it, and having soaked it first, I was afraid it would be really mushy if I put it in the cooker.



Now, if you read the recipe, you will see that it calls for beef or lamb. Since I knew the General was not going to eat rice regardless of how I jazzed it up, I decided to go ahead and take out the meat. This would allow Heather and Joe to enjoy the dish as well as the rest of us. This is not an overly complicated recipe to follow, but there are a lot of steps to it and when you subtract some ingredients you have to do some creative thinking about how you might have to modify the rest of the recipe.

Anyway, once the rice was soaked, I cooked up the lentils. I have never cooked with lentils before. I'm sure I've eaten them, but I didn't really know the first thing about cooking with them. The recipe said to let them boil 15-20 minutes, but I didn't think they were done enough, so I let them go a little bit longer.



As you can see, it got crowded on the stove again! Why oh why don't I have a professional grade kitchen? Does the Food Network or Frigidaire or Kenmore or Home Depot or Sears want to upgrade my kitchen for free sponsorship rights? :-) I'll advertise the hell out of you if you pay me in appliances, cabinetry, and flooring.

While the rice and lentils were cooking away, it was time to get down to business on the onions. They had to be thinly sliced and then fried. Once fried, you add some spices--in this case tumeric, salt, and pepper. Then you are supposed to add the meat and a cup of water and cook the whole thing until all the water is absorbed. Now here's the thing: I didn't add the meat. So I knew I probably didn't need all that water, but I had no idea how much water I did need! I finally decided to add 1/3 of a cup approximately. It was still a bit more than I needed, but it got absorbed by the rice when I put it all together at the end, so I don't think it hurt anything.





Once that had been accomplished and the rice was cooked and the lentils were cooked, I washed up some raisins and dates, and then it was time to assemble the dish for the final cooking! It was a bit like assembling a lasagna or a trifle--you just do it in layers. In the bottom of the pot goes a bit of oil and water, then half the rice, then all the "stuff" (lentils, onions, raisins, dates) and then the rest of the rice. For the finishing touch, you dissolve some saffron in water and pour it over the top of the rice. Then you cook it over low heat for 20 minutes or so and voila! Adas polow!










Finally, it was time to turn my attention to the Tashreeb Dajaj. As I said, this is a chicken stew and I must be honest and say that mine turned out looking nowhere near as good as the picture on the recipe site, but it tasted damned good! Now, I did have an issue with the ingredient list. The recipe called for three dried limes and I could not find them anywhere. I looked in the produce section, I looked in the dried fruit section, I looked in the ethnic food section, I looked with candy, I looked by the juice, and nothing, nada. So I substituted a little bit of lime zest for dried limes, which was unfortunately, as I don't really like to substitute if I don't have to. But that's life! Also having learned the hard way that no one will eat the chicken if it's on the bone, I boguht boneless, skinless thighs and breasts in lieu of a roasting chicken. I had roasted a chicken earlier in the week and the General decided to "have a snack later" and I knew my sister wouldn't really eat it if it was on the bone, so that eliminated half my chicken-eating audience right there. The recipe said it was OK, though, so I took the authors at their word and made it my way.

Ok, so the first step is pretty simple, just to brown the chicken in a non-stick frying pan. Since my big pan was in use cooking the cauliflower, I got out my handy dandy electric frying pan for the chicken. I must be honest and say that I do have some trouble regulating the heat on it--it either seems to be too hot or too low and I only ever adjust it between 250 and 350. It's very frustrating, things either burn or don't cook! I think I did a pretty good job cooking up the chicken, though. Meanwhile, I set to work on peeling and pureeing tomatoes.

Have you ever attempted to peel a tomato? Well I can tell you right now it is impossible. I suppose what they wanted me to do was to boil some water and dip the tomatoes in quickly and remove them, then the skins would peel right off. I didn't have that kind of time--my guests were arriving any minute and I needed to get the show on the road! So I got the food processor back out and threw the tomatoes in, skins and all, hit "on" and walked away. When I came back, even the skins were pureed.



Once the chicken had browned up, I added some tomato paste and let it cook down and soften some before adding the lime zest, pureed tomato, garlic, chicken bouillon, baby onions, and water. I also threw in the potatoes at this point inadvertantly, but had to fish them back out because it wasn't time yet!





Ok, once that was done, I put the potatoes back in, added chickpeas, and let the whole thing go.

Meanwhile, I had gotten Judy started making the Ho Dduk, a sort of inside out sweet pancake from North Korea which was to be our dessert. Frankly, she kept saying, "I think it's time to take a picture now" and I kept snapping pictures randomly and madly, but I'm not necessarily sure that anything we took pictures of is going to be all that helpful. And let me be honest here, people, this was the most goddamned complex recipe of the bunch. It called for tons of ingredients, including potato flakes and powdered milk, required yeast and consequently needed 45 minutes to rise, required 10 minutes of hand-kneading. I dubbed them "Let them eat pancakes!" in deference to one of the original bad girl dictators of all time (who probably never said it anyway), but it seemed like the perfect name for them.

Not only did Judy get saddled with the hardest recipe, she also had approximately 2 square feet of counterspace to work on. I took exactly 3 pictures, I'll let you figure out what's going on in them.





Honestly, you will do better to read the recipe yourself (linked above) and figure it out, I had absolutely nothing to do with this part of the recipe--I did the cooking of the pancakes, but none of the preparation!

With that, it was time to eat. Heather and I had set the table using the good china and silver, as befits the evil dictators we were pretending to be and everyone assembled to feast! I said, "Everyone say 'Saddam Hussein'!" and snapped a picture of my wonderful dinner guests before we got down to the serious business of eating. Unfortunately said picture is also the closest you will get to seeing the finished products, as I neglected to take pictures of any of the food when I took it out of the pan. I can't possibly relate to you what a frenzy of cooking all this was and how out of control it felt. At one point, I turned to Judy and said, "this is worse than Three Kings. At least with Three Kings, we know what the hell we're doing."



The food itself was WONDERFUL! Everything was very flavorful and the saffron makes a nice taste, I will say. We had a lot of fun talking over current events and just being together. This year we've been reconnecting with Heather and Steve after a little bit of a lull in our friendship (if you want to call 2 years a lull), and I really was feeling quite emotional that we were all gathered around my table again spending time together. It was fantastic.

(If you are not cooking for a crowd, I would recommend at a bare minimum you halve the recipe for the adas polow--it made a TON. I sent Heather and Joe both home with gallon freezer bags of it half full and I still had enough left for 2 meals for myself.)

After we finished up our delicious main meal, we cleared the table a bit and I fried up the Let Them Eat Pancakes. I used a scoop to scoop out the little balls of dough, rolled them in cinnamon and brown sugar, dropped them into hot oil and then flattened them with a spatula. They rose up quite nicely and were actually chewy on the inside while being a bit crisp on the outside--like fried dough but not quite as crisp.






We served them with a bit of ice cream just to be decadent, and everyone loved them. They were excellent!

And then the time of our dictatorship was over. But I think we could rule the world quite effectively--just feed everyone till they fall asleep in a food coma and then we can do what we want!! I might do an Axis of Evil II: Pakistan-Afghanistan edition if anyone would like to come! But it might be a while. There is an Afghani food store in Alexandria and I want to scope that out first before commiting to anything. :-)

And in case you're wondering, this is approximately one-third to one-half of the dishes we generated. I have the world's best brother-in-law to do the dishes for me!

Sunday, February 8, 2009

80 Plates: Ukraine Delight

Note: I have changed this dish to being Ukrainian after some additional research and comments about the history of the blintz. However, I'm leaving the rest of it be, as I am lazy and don't feel like editing out information about Israel. Sue me.

Today, we wanted to get two countries in, because we've been slacking off a little and don't have a clear goal for February! The General had picked our next country, Israel, which I thought might be a little complicated, but I also thought it could be fun. I do have a cookbook that my friend Joe gave me. He works for BBYO, Bnai-Brith Youth Organization (or as I seriously mistakenly speculated it stood for, Bring Back Yiddish Opera). However, as I was reading through Red, White and Blueberry: Kosher Cooking in Our Nation's Capitol, it became apparent that there was no real food in it from Israel. Unless suddenly Israel is known for its beef asian pasta salad.

So, I was forced to go back on line and do some research, which suggested that there is no such thing as native Israeli cuisine. It's more that there's Jewish food. So, we read through a pile of recipes and we decided to go with blintzes, which was satisfactory in two regards:

1. It is a Jewish food and thus probably quite popular in Israel
2. I have been dying to learn how to make crepes for a while, which is basically what a blintz is.

I found a couple of recipes, but ultimately combined one from the Recipe Hound with one from The Yeshua Connection. You can find the one from the Yeshua Connection HERE, and I only took one step from the Recipe Hound, which I will explain towards the end. (And yes, I realize I didn't 'face' the butter box properly. Get over it. :-D)

Now, I was slightly nervous about preparing the filling, which is step one on your way to making blintzes. We were having cheese blintzes, which is a cream cheese mixture and rather sweet. However, the recipe called for one thing that I absolutely have no desire to eat, despite never having eaten it before: cottage cheese.

Just looking at cottage cheese makes me break out in a sweat. I don't like that curdy texture of it, and I really can't imagine it going into my mouth. It makes my blood freeze in my veins. I know plenty of dieters who swear by it, but it is most definitely not for me. On the other hand, the General has been extremely daring during this entire experiment. He has tried a lot of new foods and frankly, I find that to be inspiring from a guy I couldn't pay to eat Chinese food when we first started dating (we've been laughing about this all week). So I decided to go for it. However, cottage cheese and I were going to have to come to an understanding. So I put it in my food processor and processed the hell out of it until all the lumps were gone and a nice, creamy mass remained.


Bye bye, Lumps!


That taken care of, I decided to just blend everything together in the food processor today. Consequently, I added neufchatel (in place of regular cream cheese), sugar, vanilla, and an egg yolk. I put the food processor on and let it ride. What emerged was a delightfully snowy looking concoction that I absolutely refused to taste on the off-chance that the cottage cheese had somehow contaminated the other ingredients and would cloud my judgment against the entire dish. But, it smelled really good and it looked good, so I was guardedly optimistic that it'd be something I'd like. I put it in the refrigerator and got to work on the pancake part of the blintzes.

I realized after writing my last post about using my grandmother's kitchen tools that I actually have a good bit of her stuff still in my kitchen. I find this kind of funny, as I don't remember her being an exceptional cook or even really enjoying cooking. Yet I find myself with (among other things) her strainer, her wooden spoon and slotted spoon, her crock pot, and--most useful for today's recipe--her blender. They don't make blenders like this any more. As you can see from the picture, this dinosaur of a blender, this old man of the kitchen was built to last. In avocado green, with a heavy duty glass pitcher, this thing was made before plugs had two different sized prongs. It has survived my dad's orange fizzy drinks, it has survived 5 or 6 moves, and I'm willing to bet it could survive a nuclear holocaust. But when you turn it on, it purrs like a kitten. It's really not that loud at all--which was important this morning, because a certain resident of our household decided to sleep in. I love this blender.

And so I decided to use it to make the blintzes, which were actually quite easy. Step one was to beat together eggs, oil, and milk.



I let it whir around happily and then added some flour and a bit of salt. I turned it back on and let it whir like crazy. And then I bravely took the lid off while the blender was blending and shot this really cool picture of my blender in action.


Can you feel the power?


Ok, so then it was time for the batter to rest in the fridge for 30 minutes. Just enough time for me to finish reading the book I picked up yesterday at B&N: Passive-Aggressive Notes: Painfully Polite and Hilariously Hostile Writings by Kerry Miller. Apparently there is a website full of these things. The book made me laugh till I cried. And then I did 10 minutes of Wii Fit step aerobics.

By then, it was time to steel my courage to the sticking place and learn to make a crepe/blintz. Yesterday, I had picked up a small, non-stick frying pan. My pans are all quite large and my smallest one was not non-stick. I didn't want to invest a lot of money in this pan for one recipe--although who knows, I may need it for other things--so I got it cheap at WalMart and am happy with it. It's a nice little pan.

So, I put it on the stove over medium heat and put in a small pat of butter. I let the butter melt, and then I measured out 2 teaspoons of batter, although the recipe said 1 1/2 was as much as I'd need. Well, as you can see, it turned into a hot mess. Either there was too much butter or not enough batter. Or both. In any event, this did not bode well. The whole thing was a sticky, greasy mess. I scraped it into the sink, took a deep breath, and tried again. This time I used less butter and more batter, and in the pan, the results looked much better. Rather than a mess of batter floating in a pool of better, the proportions came out just perfectly.



I liked the feel of rotating the pan to get the batter to go all the way around. It worked like a charm. And since I only had to cook one side of the blintz, I could just flip the pan over and the blintz would fall onto the wax paper I had laid on the countertop. Voila! A perfect blintz. I would say this second one remained a little tricky in just making sure that it got cooked properly. You want to cook it until it's golden brown on the bottom, but it stays kind of moist on top. I just waited until it pulled away from the sides of the pan and then lifted one edge to test its doneness. That worked very well.

In short order, I had 10 of those little babies cooked up right. The next step was to take the filling and fill them. The recipe called for 1-2 tablespoons of filling per wrapper, and I would guess I used about 1 1/2 tablespoons. I didn't measure, instead using a soup spoon from our kitchen cutlery. I spooned the filling onto the cooked side of the wrapper, folded in the ends, and rolled them up nicely. I soon had a beautiful pan of ten ready to go into the oven. As you can see, I inadvertantly wrapped one inside out. But it didn't matter, it was totally fine in the end.

The oven heated to 375, the phone rang. It was my dad. He and I chatted while I waited for sleepy head to wake up and then I figured I would have about 20 minutes to bake the blintzes, which was how long they needed. And would you know, I was spot on!? I put them in as soon as I heard the General head out of the bedroom into the bathroom, and as he came downstairs all dressed nice, he was greeted by the smell of fresh blintzes hot from the oven. This is the one step I took from Recipe Hound--the outside of the blintzes looked so uncooked that I just felt like they needed to be cooked up a little bit more.



I guess visually they don't look all that different pre and post oven.

I didn't take any pictures of us eating these. We're not really at our best in the mornings. Well, I'm not anyway. The General pretty much looks good any time, day or night. He absolutely loved these little honeys. He had 4 of them for breakfast, exclaiming all the while how great they were.

I thought they were fine. I'm not generally a fan of big globs of cream cheesy things unless it's actual cheesecake. I ate one of them, and it took me as long to eat that one as it took him to eat 4--and I should point out that he is a very slow eater, and in general, I am a very quick eater. I think I would have liked them better with some fruit or something on or in them, and I notice among the variations of blintzes that are suggested, apple blintzes is a recommendation. That might be pretty good. I liked them well enough, I just didn't love them. It was too much white stuff. Still, I did try a food that was far outside my comfort zone and I felt great about that.

However, SUCCESS at making a crepe! It boosted my confidence in the kitchen a good bit, conquering that hurdle, something I've often thought about cooking but never had. So a great morning! For dinner, we traveled to England, which I will post shortly. If anyone is disappointed in this choice and has a recipe they consider more authentically Israeli, feel free to drop me a line with a recipe!