Monday, September 13, 2010

Sunday Evening In

Saturday we ran all over the city. Walked around the Eiffel Tower, then several blocks to one the the best cheese shops in the city, Maire-Anne Cantin.One of the cheeses we purchased was a tangy creamy Roquefort. mmm.

We then set off for La Patisserie des Reves,  the most "haute" bakeries I have ever seen. The unique displays are playful and elegant at the same time.

One bite sends your tastebuds into the stratosphere!

On our way to find the perfect cafe for a little sit,  I realized we had stumbled to Epicurean Bon Marche. I had visited there on my previous visit to Paris.  What a grocery store.  For those who live in Chicago, its is like a Fox and Obel the size of a football field. Everything is tantalizing!  I know we probably should have shopped at a less expensive market,  but this is where we purchased the ingredients for our Sunday dinner.  I have no regrets.

We roasted the freshly butchered Poulet Bresse,  quite simply with a smear of butter inside and out, salt and pepper, and thyme and bay in the cavity. The potatoes were sprinkled with salt and pepper and a drizzle of olive oil.  The vertes haricots, sauteed in butter and shallots. A glass of wine and what more could you possible want.

Friday, September 10, 2010

Ahh. Paris

We arrived this morning and I am quite jet lagged right now.  I have struggled to stay alert until a reasonable bed time.  That time is fast approaching.

We made a full day of it.  While waiting for our apartment to be ready for us, we wandered up to Rue Lepic.  There we purchased a quiche for our lunch, and some plums and cheese for our dinner.

After lunch we hopped the metro, hoping to catch someone at the restaurant Frenchie, to inquire as to wether or not we had successfully made a reservation via long distance.  No one was there until 20:30 so we wandered the streets and shopped at G Detou and Dehillerin.  We stopped for a cold beer at a cafe, then walked to the river and headed back on the metro.

I knew we would not be awake enough for a dinner out, so wine, cheese, quince paste and the beautiful petite plums made the perfect meal.  Now I am waiting for the sun to set a little further and then I too will end my day.

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Duck Eggs

I know. I know.  It's been forever since I have posted. I have found that with as much work as I have had this year (and I AM NOT complaining, I feel grateful),   I  can't work and cook and blog and still have a decent personal life.  Oh yeah, and plan for a trip abroad. ;)  Well it really isn't "can't".  Simply put-" I won't".  I'm much more self indulgent than I was in my younger years.  I no longer try to take on the world.  So we will see. Perhaps I can blog on a regular basis with longer intervals, weekly maybe. 

Why blog today? Well, Breakfast this morning was inspiring. Perhaps getting my culinary juices flowing for our trip to Paris which begins on Thursday.

Earlier this week I had the pleasure of styling for the cover of the upcoming Food and Drink edition of Time Out Chicago. We made a Jamon Serrano and Duck Egg sandwich from The Purple Pig and a Pulled Pork Sandwich from Lillie's Q. (Great shoot. Fabulous people to work with. Talented photographer. A good day overall.)

I was intrigued by the duck eggs. I had never had the opportunity to work with them before.
The shell is an ivory color, smooth like fine porcelain.   Thicker than the average chicken egg shell, but with a beautiful translucent quality. The yolk is a deep golden color, much larger in proportion to the white than a chicken egg.

After the shoot I asked the photographer if I might have a few of the eggs to experiment with at home.

So today for breakfast Mike, Alex, and I enjoyed a play on The Purple Pig sandwich.

Our dear friends from Orange, CA visited with us Friday night. (Mike cooked a delicious and ambitious dinner for us that could be a post unto itself. I'll just say homemade Swiss Chard filled Ravioli in a chicken stock reduction was the second course.) Anyway, Mrs. Novy brought us a delicious Hoska, a  Bohemian Braided Raisin Bread. We enjoyed some of it with breakfast on Saturday morning.

With the left over loaf Mike toasted thick slices on the griddle . Thick cut bacon was cooked in the oven (sans the usual candied style). I  cooked the duck eggs sunny side up in a little truffle oil and a dab of truffle butter. The toast was the base, followed by the crispy bacon and egg.

A magnificent combination. The slight sweetness of the bread with an occasional raisin, the salty and crispy bacon and the duck egg. The beautiful yellow, thick, creamy yolk coating the former with its golden richness.

What more can I say. Not terribly different than a good, fresh, farm raised, free roaming chicken egg, but sublime enough to put them on my list of "sought after delicacies".

So, this posting may have been a mistake of sorts because I now have the blogging itch.

Mike and I leave on Thursday for our long awaited Parisian tryst. We have an apartment for the purposes of cooking and savoring french treats. If time allows I will post during our visit.

Au revoir and Bon appetite.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Short comings

So, one thing I have realized over the past few weeks, is that I find it very difficult to work food styling five days a week, get home after 6 or 7, squeeze in an evening yoga class 3  nights a week and blog.  Kudos to all the amazing bloggers who seem to do it all beautifully.

Now that I have added the holiday rush, plus truffle making, and baking  to the above scenario, I have to admit I am defeated by the time machine.  

Of course I could, if I live my life as my former nutty self ,  exist the next few weeks on 5 hours sleep a night and manage to do it all and more.

But, I don't want to do that any more.

So with some regret, no shame or guilt, that I say; you'll probably  not hear from me until the first of the year.

I hope to have lots to talk about and recipes to share.

Until then, have a very Joyful and Happy Holiday.

Take time to enjoy!  xoxo  Kim