Archive | August, 2008

CARAMEL POPCORN

28 Aug

A new trend has found its way into my cooking. I’m going back to my roots… I crave American food! I want corn-on-the-cob, chocolate chip cookies, bbq sauce… I dream of a delicious thick steak hot off the barbeque, dark chocolate brownies full of pecans… ah pecans, what I wouldn’t give to find some somewhere under the milk soaked sky of the north of France. On corn, I just discovered that the farmers around here grow it to feed to their animals and I’m lucky enough to have a husband not afraid to “harvest” 2 or 3 ears for yours truly when he passes by the fields. But I digress…

A few weeks ago, I wanted caramel popcorn. A fond childhood memory began to play in my head: my mom and I rolling balls of popcorn with caramel on a cookie sheet at Christmas time. Sweet, salty, crisp caramel with the crunch of popcorn and grilled nuts that melt on your tongue.

One problem came up: the recipes for caramel popcorn all have corn syrup, a product that I haven’t found in France. From what I have read, corn syrup in caramel serves as a time-giver. Caramel hardens quickly, giving one little time to roll it with popcorn after pouring. Corn syrup makes the caramel harden at a slower pace. I decided to go for it with just some good old plain sugar in a copper casserole. The results were good, but making neat balls was impossible as the caramel was hard within seconds of pouring. What would have been balls were instead clusters… but delicious clusters.

If you have a yummy recipe for caramel popcorn, please post it here! Though we devoured the popcorn like two animals, I’m still looking to improve the recipe.

CROISSANTS & CHOCOLAT

12 Aug

For the last two years, I have greeted most mornings with fresh bread and pastries from an array of bakeries. Bastien and I had nicknames and favorite selections for each: “le pont” (the bridge, due to location next to a bridge), “chez les voisins” (the neighbors, our closest choice), “au boulevard de Fourmies,” (for the name of the street on which it was located), “au palais” (the palace, due to location across from a palace, “au disco” (for the funny style of the shop), au bio (an organic bakery), “chez Amédée” (for the name of the nearby school where I was working)… Every day, Bastien would ask, “Where should I get the bread today?” And I would say, “Hmm, how about the bridge?” There is just one problem now.. bakeries don’t have bread ready at 4am, not even at 5am…

It just so happens that I’m a person who needs breakfast before venturing out into the world each day. A table garnished with a pot of tea or coffee, an array of my homemade raspberry and plum confitures, or just some salted butter from a nearby farm, and a little basket of fresh bread or pastries and a little plate of fresh fruit or a glass of cold juice. Lacking an all-night boulangerie, one solution stood before me: to make breakfast myself. Fresh pastries ready by about 4:15am each day giving me the time to wake up, relax, and take in the first pleasure of the day.

I turned to a recipe for pain au chocolat (chocolate croissants) that Dr. Gregory Gullette, one of my anthropology professors gave me back in my days at Georgia State University. The result: crunchy, chewy, flaky, and buttery- everything that makes a good croissant melt in your mouth. Sure, there are a number of great bakeries in France, but I have been missing out by never cooking breakfast! There is a satisfaction in making one’s own croissants, breakfast cakes, scones, muffins… Fresh out of the oven and the house scented with chocolate and warm breads… On top of it, I know the origins of each ingredient… I have eggs, flour, milk, butter, cream, yogurt, and fruit from nearby farms. I buy organic fair trade chocolate. My sugar is from pure cane grown in Brazil. So when I bite into that morning croissant and sip my café au lait, all the things that went into such a delightful moment are part of the experience.

To have these croissants fresh in the morning, I make them in the afternoon of the day before. Sometimes I only cook them about 3/4 of the way, so when I get up at 4am, I quickly start the oven and re-heat them for a few minutes while I’m getting ready. Otherwise, they are great even when they are not hot. I store them in the closed oven, once the oven has cooled down.

Here is the recipe, which is adapted from the book “Chocolate Passion”:

Don’t be intimidated by the length of this recipe, it’s worth every step!

Yield: about 16 Rolls
Preparation: 1 hour, plus rising, chilling, and baking times

Croissant Dough
1/2 cup warm water (110ºF to 115ºF), divided
2 tbs plus 1 tsp granulated sugar, divided
2 tsp dry yeast
3 1/2 cups plus 2 tbs all-purpose flour, divided
1 1/2 tsp salt
1 cup warm milk (110ºF to 115ºF)
1 cup unsalted butter, chilled

Chocolate Filling
three 3-ounce bars Lindt Swiss dark chocolate, cut into 16 pieces, each about 1-by-3 inches. Using a hot knife to slice chocolate will give you neater bars.
I used an organic fair trade chocolate from Ecuador called Kaoka, which is as yummy as Lindt!

Egg Glaze
1 large egg
1 tsp water

Chocolate Drizzle Garnish
1 ounce bittersweet chocolate, melted

Make the croissant dough
1. In a small bowl, combine 1/4 cup of warm water with 1 tsp sugar. Sprinkle the yeast over the water and set mixture aside for about 10 minutes, or until foamy. If the mixture is not foamy, the yeast may be inactive and should not be used.

2. In a large bowl, using a wire whisk, stir together 3 1/2 cups of flour, remaining 2 tbs sugar, and salt. Make a well in the center of the bowl. Add the yeast mixture, the remaining 1/4 cup of water, and the warm milk to the well. Using a rubber spatula, stir the liquid mixture together gradually drawing in the flour mixture and stirring until it forms a smooth dough. Transfer to a buttered bowl. Cover with a tea towel and allow to rise in a warm draft-free place for one hour.

3. Place the cold butter on a lightly floured work surface. Sprinkle the remaining 2 tbs of flour over the butter and, using a rolling pin, pound the butter several times to flatten it. Fold the butter in half and continue to pound it with the rolling pin, until it is somewhat malleable. Shape the butter into a 5-inch square.

4. Roll the croissant dough on a lightly floured surface into a 9-inch square. Place the square of butter in the center of the dough on the diagonal. Fold the corners of the dough over the butter, so that they meet in the center of the square. Pinch the flaps of dough together, sealing the butter like a package. Wrap the dough well in plastic wrap and refrigerate for exactly 30 minutes.

5. Place the dough on a floured surface, seam-side up. Roll into a 14-by-8 inch rectangle. Using a pastry brush, gently brush off any flour from the surface of the dough. Fold the dough in thirds, as if it was a business letter. Rotate the dough so that a closed side is to your left. Roll again into a 14-by-8 inch rectangle. Fold again like a business letter. The dough has now been turned twice. Wrap the dough in plastic wrap and refrigerate for another 30 minutes.

6. Repeat the rolling, folding, and turning process two more times, so that the dough has been “turned” 4 times. Wrap the dough in plastic wrap and refrigerate for at least 6 hours, or overnight.

7. Remove the dough from the fridge, and place it on a lightly floured work surface. Give the dough 2 more turns. Divide the dough into two. Roll each piece into a 12-by-8 inch rectangle. Cut each rectangle in half lengthwise to form four 12-by-4 inch strips. Cut each strip into 4 equal pieces, to form sixteen 4-by-3 inch pieces.

Fill the rolls with chocolate
8. Place a chocolate stick on each piece of dough, with the long side of the chocolate parallel to the longer side of the dough. Roll the chocolate up in the dough jelly-roll style, sealing the edges with a small dab of water.

9. Butter 2 baking sheets. Place 8 rolls on each baking sheet, seem side down, leaving at least 2 inches between rolls. Cover with the tea towel, and allow them to rise at room temperature for 1 hour.

Glaze the rolls
10. Position a rack in the center of the oven and preheat to 425ºF. In a small bowl, whisk together the egg and the water until blended. Using a pastry brush, glaze each pain au chocolat evenly with the egg glaze. Bake one sheet of rolls at a time, for 18 to 20 minutes, until golden brown. Remove the pains au chocolat to a wire rack immediately and cool to desired temperature.

Garnish the rolls
11. Spoon the melted chocolate into a small parchment cone. Cut a very small hole at the tip of the cone and lightly drizzle chocolate over the rolls. Serve immediately.

2 Variations:

Croissants
1. At step 7, once you have four 12-by-4 inch strips, cut them into triangles rather than rectangles. Roll each triangle into itself, starting from the wide end and ending with the tip in the center. Then follow directions as indicated, but without the chocolate.

Cinnamon Rolls, etc…
2. At step 7, once you have two 12-by-8 inch rectangles, sprinkle with cinnamon, cream, sugar, raisins, nuts, almond paste, pastry cream pudding, jam, or anything that knocks your socks off, but leave about an inch at the bottom edge empty. Brush the bottom edge with egg glaze and roll the dough from the top edge down towards you, sealing at the bottom edge. You now have a stick of dough like a baguette. Using a sharp knife, slice into 1-inch rounds and follow the recipe from step 8, omitting the chocolate.

Plum rolls, photographed just after step 9, before rising for an hour on my warm 4th floor. An example of the second variation. I spread plum preserves and a bit of crème fraîche mixed with a tsp of sugar over the dough.

THE STINKY CHEESE TART

8 Aug

The tarte au maroilles, or better described as “the stinky cheese tart” as my brother-in-law has put it, is native to the north of France. Maroilles, pronounced “mar-wall”, but with a French accent, is a cow’s milk cheese from the town of the same name. To make it short and sweet, here is the best description I can think of: after a good affinage, it is a cheese that makes one realize the origins of the expression: “Who cut the cheese?” But its bark is worse than its bite, and it’s really a delicious cheese, especially melted and creamy in this classic tart recipe.

Serve with a simple salad and a refreshing gewurztraminer or pinot gris from Alsace as my mother and father-in-law do most Friday nights. Any refreshing little white wine will do, especially if you’re not picky about wine. If you prefer beer, go for a Belgian-style beer, preferably ambrée or blonde. A good cider would be yummy too.

the recipe for Micheline’s tarte au maroilles:
Serves 2 very hungry or 4 normally hungry people

  • 30 g butter
  • 1 egg
  • 20 – 40g fresh yeast
  • a bit of milk
  • a pinch of salt
  • flour
  • a third of a Maroilles

1. Melt the yeast in about a 1/3 cup of warm milk.
2. Melt the butter.
3. Mix the melted butter with the egg and add a pinch of salt.
4. Add the yeast and milk mixture.
5. Add some flour, mixing until you have a ball that is neither dry nor sticky.
6. Press the dough into a tart tin, cover with a kitchen towel, and leave to rise in a warm place for about 1 hour.
7. Slice the cheese and cover the tart.
8. Cook in preheated oven (about 375°F, or 190°C) for about 20 minutes, or until the cheese is melted, and has formed an inviting golden crust.
9. Serve hot.

NAKED PASTRIES & EARLY MORNING

5 Aug

4 weeks and 5 days ago I inched out of bed at 4:00 a.m., descended the first flight of stairs… and then the second in my tall and skinny city house and sipped a little bowl of hot Italian coffee from my Bialetti. I put on my coat, seized my glowing new pastry chef’s uniform, and slipped out into the darkness of the night. A star-scattered sky twinkling above, I took a left at the first corner and disappeared through a beaten old white door into a dark hallway. A crack of light peeking from another door illuminated the end of the hallway, and at 5:00 a.m. I stepped into the kitchen of Monsieur Fievet’s pâtisserie to pass my first day as an apprentice pastry chef.

The chefs are already posed before their marble counters, patting and stretching dough, counting choux, and heating nappage. “Bonjour!” to each chef and kisses on each cheek as I make my way to the changing room. I emerge from the changing room with the impression that I’m in costume for Halloween, simply impersonating a pastry chef. All eyes make their way to get a first glimpse of me in the white button-up high-collared top, oversized pied de poule pants, and ever-so-trendy white sabots.

Wrapped in a white apron with a little towel hanging from my belt, I set about the task of decorating the Capucine, a vanilla mousse cake decorated with fresh strawberries. The head pâtissier pipes a pretty rim around the top of the cake and I slice strawberries in half to fill the center in a nice symmetrical pattern, then brush with a nappage to make the strawberries shine and help them to conserve. No problem. The head pâtissier reminds me that I have no need to rush, precision first, and that speed will come later.

I send the Capucine to the shop and attack the Créquillon, a chocolate mousse cake with praline and crunchy hazelnuts. First, a sprinkle of caramelized hazelnuts. The goal: a seemingly haphazard scatter of hazelnuts, not too many, not to few, and no empty spots. I start with a few, then a few more. I move one to the left. An empty spot appears and I and add another. But two more empty spots pop up and I’m afraid I have already put too many nuts on the cake! I ask the head pâtissier for his opinion. He points out one of the empty spaces and adds a hazelnut, then, with a “pas plus” (“no more than that”) he hands me a case of white chocolate batons sprinkled with cacao. He decorates a cake as an example. In a second, three batons dance on his cake, triumphant and inviting. I jump in.

Carefully, I unroll the chocolate from the plastic wrapper onto which they have been rolled, and I break into lengths to correspond with my cake. After a moment of hesitation, three batons are sprawled out on my cake, sadly mimicking their pretty neighbor. I stand back to try to see why my decoration isn’t working. The two cakes look the same, except that mine seems closed, and well… “home-made.” With a sweep of the hand, the head pâtissier adjusts the placement of my chocolate batons, explaining that each cake has a direction. When our eye falls upon a cake, the decoration opens to our field of vision. I sort of understand. I finish the last two cakes with a better sense of purpose. I work slowly, but these ones make the cut. I place a little green ticket shining in gold with the name of the pâtisserie on each cake, and send them to the shop.

For the next few hours, I’m slicing fruit for tarts, piping little beginner’s roses onto cakes, trying to avoid getting in the way, and searching for beaters, bowls, sugar, and pistachios as I learn where everything is stored.

At 11:30 a.m. the work day is over. I’m exhausted but bright with enthusiasm for my new job. Home again, I make a little lunch and continue organizing all the boxes left from my recent move. I will go to sleep early to be in top form for tomorrow.

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