Sunday, August 29, 2010

Chicken--the Other White Meat!

Received an email from a friend and loyal reader. It said: "I'm playing a drinking game with your blog. Every time you write the word 'pork' I take a drink. It's only coffee, but still." It's even more funny when you know that my friend is Jewish.

Thanks for the laugh. But really, I have been enjoying the Year of the Pig . . . whether in the Czech Republic, Poland, or the Indiana State Fair. So this blog post is devoted to chicken--the other white meat!

If you want to have a chicken dish that is the most tender and moist ever, hands down, juices flowing, succulent, you can't believe it's chicken . . . come take a walk with me to the land of "Beer Can Chicken."

Really.

It's not just a myth that all those country folks who drink the cheap beer know about. No, it's made its way to full-on culinary respectability, and the beer is still cheap . . .


So, go to the chicken store and get a whole chicken or three. I'm working with three because there are 10 of us for dinner. Rub it with canola oil and your favorite rub inside and out and let it percolate in the fridge overnight. Then (and this is where its gets personal), open a can of beer and drink about half. Drop a couple garlic cloves in the can and then stick the can up the back side of the chicken. Really. So the chicken is sitting upright on the can. Put an onion or a potato or something similar in the top (neck cavity) of the chicken so the steam cannot escape. Then put it on the grill.

Hello, this is me and my three new friends and our grill waiting to get happy. I let the grill pre heat and then try to position the chickens so none is directly over a flame--this time I turned off the middle burner, had the others on medium/medium-low, and left them alone for about an hour and 15 minutes.

I kept monitoring the temp because I'd really like it to be 300 degrees or above inside the grill. It took it a while for the temp to recover with three chickens, so all total I probably left it on the grill for an hour and 20-30 minutes, but then I took its temp and the chickens hit 160 and all was more than well.


Look at how incredibly brown and crunchy they look. And you will not believe the juicyness until you make them for yourself. Everyone said it was the most moist chicken they had ever had. We now swear by this method and it's so easy. So if you're looking for something to jazz up the other white meat, try beer-can chicken. And don't use a fancy beer. Just drink about half of a can of Miller, drop in a couple garlic cloves, and then shove it up the back side of a chicken. In about 90 minutes (or about 70 for one), you will have the most fabulous chicken ever.

If you're really daring, try root beer or coca-cola. The trick is the juiciness from the can of beverage, and not the fact that you're using beer.

And just a tip . . .  it needs at least 45 minutes to cool before you can handle it to pull the chicken off the beer. They become attached! Then carve it and eat. YUM!

Bon Appetit!


Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Dear West Coast Tacos: I Love You!


Never has the first week of classes on the IUPUI campus been so culinarily blessed. The West Coast Tacos truck came a-calling and I was there, cash in hand, to savor the deliciousness of spicy pork tacos.

What a cool concept. Sure, we've had the dirty-water dog stand for years (which was conspicuously empty on this day), but come on. Tacos...from a truck...while you wait...with your friends...and they're indescribably good. What more can you want?

I gotta give a great deal of credit to the creative ingenuity of Arnold, John, and Trent, who, according to their Facebook page (of which I am a loyal fan) are "just a couple of guys who sold everything [they] owned, bought a taco truck and just started working as hard as we could." THANK YOU! And really, I don't know what made you choose Indianapolis, but I'm so glad you did. Please come back to IUPUI again . . . and again. I told all my students about you today and will consider trading communication plans for tacos. "Will work for spicy pork!"

So what is this interesting resurgence of meals in trucks, trekking from neighborhood to neighborhood, selling their food options to swelling crowds lining the sidewalks for a taste? Is it the Food Network series "Food Truck Wars," or just a growing need to fill a niche for affordable, fast, tasty food on the run. (And by the way, you can vote for West Coast Tacos to be on the next season of Food Truck Wars. Voting starts August 29th and I plan to vote early and often.) Or is it just a need for something different? Both fit in the Indianapolis market. We don't really have a Mexican place that I love, but this isn't really Mexican. There is an interesting influence on the spice that I can't really identify just yet, but suffice to say, it's gooooood.

Let me tell you about my tacos. I ordered the spicy pork. I really wanted the fish and I think that is the most perfect taco combo on the planet, but no fish tacos today. However, I LOVE spice, and this had a kick even for me. So kudos to the WCT kids for their brave foray into taco spicery. What you get is a double-corn tortilla, lightly dipped in hot oil, covered in delicious spicy pork and covered in spicy deliciousness. I purchased my 3 tacos for $5 and nearly plowed over people running back to my office to savor each bite. It's so deceptively simple. And so fantastically good. The portions were just right. I could roll the tortilla around the spicy meaty goodness with only minimal spillage and in 3 delicious bites, devoured my taco. Corn tortillas are such a wonderful treat. Thank you. Everyone around here uses flour. But corn actually has a flavor, so you don't need lots of toppings. Corn, pork, spice, and I am a happy girl.

So kids, my new love affair with WCT is only beginning. I plan to stalk them wherever they go--Mass Ave, Broadripple, and hopefully back to IUPUI. I may even wander onto the Butler campus tomorrow for dinner. Thank you WCT for forecasting where you'll be. That makes stalking you much easier. But seriously, thank you for taking such a simple idea, buying a truck, and cooking well. I can't wait until truck #2 arrives.

Sincerely,
A Loyal Fan and Spicy Taco Lover

Monday, August 16, 2010

2010: The Year of the Pig

Welcome to the Indiana State Fair, two full weeks of deep-fried goodness with a heapin' helpin' o' pork on the side. Ian and I had a great and HOT day at the fair. We enjoyed the sites, but it was too hot to eat the deep fried goodness, so we just took pictures. Let me tell you about the culinary adventure that proves there's more than corn in Indiana.


First, we had the hair-brained idea to walk to the fair, which meant about 30 minutes in the 95-degree heat and humidity. Ok, we had bottled water with us. As we entered, we were greeted by the American Gothic right there at the 4-H exhibit hall. Pretty impressive, eh?

So, the first thing we noticed was that the fair was not as heavily attended as we had experienced in the past. We were there early afternoon on Friday, school had not started, but no one was out and about. Go figure? The sausage stands were relatively empty, so we had our run of the porky, deep-fried fatty goodness.


However, we refrained. Too hot to eat. Can you even imagine me uttering such words?

So, let me just take you on our stroll around the infield of the Indiana State Fair.


Just in case you're in the market for a hot tub . . . when it's 95 degrees in the shade.

Ian found some toys . . .



But after all, it is the year of the pig . . .


"Pigs are Nice"

2010 Year of Pigs . . . no kidding if you judge the fair by the food . . .


Hot Beef Sundae?



YUM! At least it's creative.



Really, this year's new thing is deep fried butter . . . Apparently it's a frozen pat of butter, rolled in cinnamon sugar and battered, then fried, then rolled in more cinnamon sugar. It actually sounds good.


and crispy creams as buns with bacon cheeseburgers in the middle. Really, so imagine. you choose 2 crispy creams and then a juicy bacon cheeseburger is placed in the middle. I'm all about the sugary-salty combo, but come on. Isn't that about a week's worth of calories?


And then there's the pork pancake . . .

If you eat all this, you will be round . . .

But the real proof it's the Year of the Pig . . .


How do you walk with those things?


1277 pounds, really?

How would you feel if you were the runner up at only 1201 pounds?


Just in case the giant pig cannot fulfull his duties, this one steps in. They both seem very relaxed.

But, in the year of the pig, what fair food did we choose?


Lemon Shake-ups and Corn dogs, of course


But the best part came on our walk home. We took a detour at the Upland Tasting Room to re-hydrate! Mmmmmmmm



So kids, that was our Indiana State Fair Culinary Adventure. Hope you enjoyed the view!

Monday, August 9, 2010

Would You Like to Come to My House for Lunch?

A Working Women's Lunch

I had such a fun morning . . . making lunch for my Research Group. On the menu: chicken salad (my version of the Bloomington Bakehouse salad from years ago), Tabbouli (my riff using farro), black bean salad (a staple in my house), watermelon with riccata salata and mint (recipe "borrowed" from my friend Kelley), and shrimp salad with avacado, mango, and a great sweet chili ginger dressing that I will make again (see this month's Bon Appetit--ok, I followed a recipe for this one). I got to use my antique store unmatched plates and everyone had a great time (I hope).

I do have a new appreciation for what my friend Chef Tania does on a regular basis, however, or what those chefs do on Chopped. While this was terribly fun, I always underestimate how long it will take me--because I enjoy the process as much as the end result. But all went well and it was on the table at noon right when my friends arrived.

One of the favorites might have been the black bean salad, with cumin, chipotle in adobo, grilled sweet peppers, red onion, cilantro, avacado, sun dried tomatos, lime, and olive oil. I'm not sure I could reproduce a recipe, because I just put stuff in until it tastes good and looks colorful. I like grilling those little red, orange, and yellow sweet peppers to bring out their smoky flavor. I don't seed the chipotle, so it adds some nice smoky heat, and I'm free with the cumin. I make this salad a lot for parties. I like sun dried tomatos because they bring some herby olive oil to the party, but I've also used fresh grape tomatos too. Whatever you have on hand.

The other favorite was the chicken salad. This is my take on a chicken salad that I used to get at the Bakehouse in Bloomington and I love it. It had grapes, nuts (I used toasted pecans), and whole grain mustard in addition to the regular chicken salad ingredients. I also added some tarragon. I grilled the chicken to add some extra flavor too. I'm happy there are leftovers!
I can always eat tabbouli however. I just love those flavors. This time I couldn't find bulgher in the store, so I used farro. This is an Italian grain that is new to me. It's bigger than bulgher, but I would like it to have more crunch to it. I wonder if I cooked it longer than I should have (I followed the package directions as a newbie). Pine nuts might have been an interesting addition for texture this time, and about the same size as farro. Anyway, it is tasty and as soon as I drained the farro, I doused it in lemon juice, olive oil, and Greek spices so it could soak up all that goodness. After it cooled, I added the cucumbers, fresh tomatos, parlsey and mint, green onions, and lots of good salty feta.
The most colorful dish was the shrimp with avacado, mango, and sweet chili ginger dressing on a bed of mixed greens. I used pre cooked shrimp from the store, but I think next time I'm going to grill the shrimp to add another layer of flavor. I really love the sweet chili ginger dressing, so that will be a keeper. This is the one new recipe I added to my repertoire, from this month's Bon Appetit magazine. Isn't it beautiful, and so summery. I will try it again.

We rounded out our lunch with a refreshing watermelon salad with riccata salata and mint. Delicious! So don't you wish you could come to my house for lunch? Ian will be happy there are left-overs, and I have a hunch we'll be eating well this week.

Bon Appetit!

Sunday, August 8, 2010

We Devoured Capital Grille Downtown

I love a good steak, and several of the best ones I've had come from Captial Grille. Last night's dinner was no exception, but I'm getting ahead of myself.

My Indianapolis fan base will surely know about Devour Downtown . . . the two week celebration of Indianapolis's restaurants that takes place every summer and winter. This weekend we were invited to Capital Grille with friends and had a great time. You've still got time . . . it runs until the 15th.

First, the menu:  I went for Caesar Salad, Kona Crusted Dry Aged Sirloin with Shallot Butter, and Creme Brulee. All excellent choices.



We also opted to pair our evening meal with the Master Wine Tasting Event--"11 wines hand-selected by George Miliotes," the Capital Grille sommelier. If you go for the wine tasting, be aware that you really don't get 11 tastes even though that is what all the promotional material says--including the Capital Grille web page. Also be sure that everyone in your party receives a fresh glass with each pour and a taste of each wine poured. This is where our otherwise very attentive waiter got a little sloppy. But imagine our surprise when we had our fifth taste and we were told we were finished. What? We complained to our waiter and received a sixth taste and a comment that suggested "you've had enough . . . no more wine for you." When we complained to the manager, our wine tasting was comped. Clearly there was some miscommunication somewhere. The manager was very nice and apologetic and our party of six received wine tasting on the house that night.

All that aside, let me tell you about the meal and the wines that we were able to taste alongside our fabulous dinner. Of the six wines we tasted, only two in my humble opinion stood up to the food. While they were all delicious, the point was to really enjoy the pairings.

We started our culinary tour with salad and two wines--I had the Caesar Salad as did most everyone in our party, and it was paired with two white wines: a Spanish Muscat--Botani, Malaga 2008/09 and an Australian Chardonnay, Penfolds Bin 311, Tumbarumba, 2008. Not being a Chardonnay fan (but loving the name of the wine), I immediately started with the Botani, lovely and fruity on the nose and crisp on the pallet. If you have a heavy or creamy dressing on your salad, this would be a nice pairing. But the Caesar Dressing on my salad was lighter and it had lots of lovely really full-flavored parm along with garlic croutons, so the Botani didn't work with the salad. Imagine my surprise, however, with the Chardonnay. It worked in a great way with the salad, picking up nutty buttery tones that weren't oaky that was really delicious with the caesar dressing. Yum. So I DO like chardonney, when it's paired with the right dish, this time Caesar Salad. Round 1's unexpected Winner, an Australian Chardonnay.

Now for Round II, the Kona Crusted Sirloin. Melt in your mouth delicious, especially with the shallot butter and of course the mashed potato deliciousness and creamy spinach goodness on the side. This is where our wine tasting got sloppy. The waiter said that he brought us a California Merlot and an Australian Shiraz, but he really brought an Australian Cabernet Sauvignon. Ok, I like cab (but I prefer Zinfandel with steak). Anyway, after raving over the Beringer (yes, California) Bancroft Ranch, 2003 Merlot, our waiter poured the tastes. I got nothin'. I think he raved because there was nothing there . . . you know, power of suggestion. When I tried the Merlot with the steak, it completely disappeared. The Australian Cab, on the other hand, was a nice screw up. Greg Norman Reserve, 2002, it was full bodied, big and jammy and went really well with the steak. If you don't like big bold wines, however, you will be overpowered by this wine. It's a bit much on its own, so the steak was a nice accompaniment. Round Two winner by mistake--an Australian Cab. So far, Australia 2, Spain 0, California 0.

Finally, dessert. Gotta love creme brulee, and I'm thinking the waiter is going to bring us that desserty muscat from Spain that he told us about. No, he starts with the Australian Shiraz that he mentioned during round 2. Ok, but not a wine that I'd pair with anything desserty. It was another Greg Norman Reserve Shiraz 2003. It was tasty, but not as big as the Cab. I'm not sure it would have stood up to my steak with shallot butter, and it really didn't work with dairy. My friend offered me a taste of his chocolate cake--hey, red wine and chocolate, good idea. However, the chocolate completely wiped out the Shiraz. Disappointing.
So, we're nibbling on our desserts, trying to save some for the next taste. When we asked, this is when we were told we were finished. Complaining, we chose another wine since the waiter wasn't going to offer us anything. And by the way, the desserty muscat was apparently all gone  . . . even though these 11 wines are featured on the tasting menu for another week. So, we chose the Tempranillo from Spain, Triton, Tinta Del Toro, Castilla y Leon, 2008. Again, the waiter absolutely raved about how good this wine was going to be. It was quite fruity and light, and tasty, but not a wine to have with creme brulee or chocolate cake. So, I was overall disappointed with the last pairings.

Then, we asked what was next. And that was when we were told we really were finished even though there were five wines we had not tasted (and I do mean taste . . these were tasting pours, not dinner pours). And this is when my friend complained to the manager. And so the wines were free.

So, my Capital Grille dining experience--the food was wonderful, my friends fabulous, but the wine tasting a train wreck. I will return to the Capital Grille, but next time I will choose the wines myself and avoid the wine pairings unless I'm confident in the ability of my server to actually pair food and wine well. And I will ask how many.

Sunday, August 1, 2010

I have always depended on the kindness of strangers . . .

family, and friends for my garden bounty. Growing up as I did on a large farm with a garden that exceeds the square footage of my lovely Meridian-Kessler abode, I have an appreciation for fresh-from-the-garden goodness. I watched my parents work for hours over a hot stove to make delicious tomato sauce that was stored in sealed Ball jars (no, not Mason jars) and kept in the basement. I remember the stench, yes stench, of the pickles in the 10 gallon crocks that would ferment in the backroom before reaching their savory deliciousness, also to find their way to Ball jars on basement shelves. This and much more would keep us fed during the winter months as if we lived in a climate that would accommodate year round gardening. But that's not the case in my modestly-sized back yard.

This week I was blessed to fall right into a lovely basket of roma tomatos and cucumbers. And my Hoosier roots were rekindled. My mother would be so proud (you're reading this, aren't you mom?). But no, no hot stoves with 10 gallon pots of boiling water for me (unless there's lobster involved, but that's another show), hoping upon hope that the Ball jar seals. I have found my way to very tasty and simple garden fresh recipes that we love, but will admit that I cannot accommodate the quantity that my mother did (who also worked full time as a teacher and coach and somehow filled the freezers and basement shelves with garden bounty). While my parents could feed us from the garden for months, I can put up enough garden goodness for a few treats during the winter months. Regardless, they are delicious treats.

Those of you who know me well, know that I swear by "low and slow" cookery. My ribs, low and slow. . . I also think this is the best way to wrench all the flavor out of tomatos for marinara. So this weekend, I did three batches of tomatos, low and slow, and will have a small but mighty few containers in my freezer of the best tomato sauce this side of Food Network. I was both dismayed and delighted to see that Alton Brown of "Good Eats" fame agrees with me--sort of, and if you check his recipe, you will see it's very close to my own (but I'm more patient). All I can say is I've been doin' this before Alton was making boat loads of money on "Good Eats," and since he makes more money than I do, you can take or leave my recipe. I won't be offended.

Take your romas, cut in half and seed them, put them in a glass baking pan (NO, not metal--tomatos and metal have a funky relationship), and lightly add olive oil, salt, pepper, garlic, onion, and herbs and roast them at 225 degrees (no higher) or so for  2 or 3 hours. What I like about this method is that it concentrates the flavor and carmalizes the tomatos. It's gotta be low, however. Garlic, onions, and pepper will burn. I also use dried herbs--they are a little hardier. You can add the fresh stuff later. Keep an eye and nose on your garden goodness. If you smell burnage, it's probably too late.

When you're happy with the carmely goodness of the tomatos, take them out of the oven and let them cool enough that you can touch them. Then peel off the skins. Really. They come right off, so don't fret this step. I don't happen to have a food mill nor do I enjoy the sort of bitter taste of tomato skins that also can get caught in your teeth, so I don't immediately go to a food processor without removing the skins. Then, let the fun and creativity begin.

Then, finish your tomato goodness however you like. I put the peeled tomatos in a pan, add a little wine, and let them simmer uncovered for a few minutes until the mixture thickens up. I use an immersion blender to puree the tomatos and onions, so all you have is this tomato-y deliciousness. Add some fresh herbs from the garden (basil and thyme are my favorities) and serve with your favorite fresh pasta. Mine happens to be made by my friends Joshua and Betsy, who sell their pasta deliciousness at the Fisher's Farmers Market. Top with some of Josh's fresh mozzarella, and you have a dinner that rivals any I've had in Italy. Of course, I freeze the rest of the sauce in containers that are just the right size for a lovely dinner for two and Ian can make me dinner any night of the week!

For an extra special bit of goodness, save your parmesan cheese rinds in the freezer and when you simmer your marinara, drop in the rinds too. Yum!

Now for recipe number two. I mentioned I also had some cukes. My friend Dan (yes, still depending on the kindness of friends . . . ) gave me this delicious recipe for "killer dills" that does not require a hot stove, boiling water, or sealed Ball jars! I've jazzed it up a bit because I like garlic. But this is so easy.

I cut my cukes and put them in a Ball jar (definitely not a Mason jar) and add dill, onion, mustard seed, 2 or 3 cloves of garlic and at least one whole jalopeno to each jar. Then I pour the brine (3 parts water, 1 part white vinegar, 1/4 part salt, cooked until the salt disappears) over the pickles and let them sit on my counter for 3 days. That's right, only three days. No messing with 10 gallon crocks for weeks at a time. After 3 days, I put on the lids and put them in the fridge. How easy is that. I let them sit in the fridge for a week or so, until I can't stand it any longer, and then I have the most crispy, garlicy, jalopeno-y pickley goodness on the planet. Really.

Thanks for reading this week kids. And don't be afraid to try your own efforts at preserving summer's bounty if you have friends, family, or even strangers who are willing to give you the fruits of their labor. It doesn't have to be difficult or depend on large pots of hot boiling water. But it most definitely will be delicious.