Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Panama City Cooking: Sancocho at El Carbón Rojo

[Editor's Note: Every month, Juan Duque of Panama City stops by to share the cuisine of Panama with us. Enjoy! -Max]

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January 27th, 2010
by Juan Duque

El Carbón Rojo

Hi! Welcome back to Panama City Cooking. This month I wanted to feature a local restaurant, so you guys could get an idea of what kinds of food we have over here. For this first one I chose the Bar and Grill El Carbón Rojo. It’s basically “The Red Charcoal” in Spanish. This used to be another restaurant decades ago, until it was bought by three Greek brothers in the early 80’s and got its current name. We actually went behind the scenes for this one!

It’s a very popular restaurant with a loyal clientele that’s been there for years. It’s a big hit with families on the weekends, since it’s not very expensive, and there’s a wide range of dishes to choose from. The food’s not very fancy or extravagant, but there’s surely something for everyone on the menu.

It’s a very laid back restaurant, with fresh air all over the place. No air conditioning here! It’s the kind of place you’d go on a nice Sunday afternoon to grab something to eat, drink and maybe watch a game, if you’re into that!

Front parking/entrance

More parking spaces, and the ranchos.

There’s plenty of parking space in the front and back, and as you can see, there’s a lot of little “ranchos” or “bohios” (open-air seating, essentially) where people can sit down and eat.

Charcoal grill

Their specialty is charcoal-grilled meats, and they’re all pretty tasty. It’s what keeps people coming back to the place (well, that and the bar, of course). They cook those in a pretty open space, as you can see in the picture above.

Rancho Grande

We ate at what they call “El Rancho Grande”, which is the biggest seating area they have there, with about a dozen tables inside.

The menu is mainly divided into meat, poultry, seafood, and pork. And there’s also the appetizers, dessert and refreshments, of course. There are lots of drinks to choose from, and plenty of different beers, from two national beers (Panama and Soberana), to imported beers which I guess are pretty common to our regular readers (Heineken, Budweiser, etc.). There’s also a Greek beer called Mithos in there. Again, the place is always pretty packed with people drinking at the bar.

Little salad

You get this little salad with every dish. It’s not quality lettuce, but the tomato with a little parsley and grated carrot made it better. It’s not really that great, but it’s appreciated. They have a way better Greek salad which you can try.

Ceviche de camarón

There’s something you guys should know about this place: it has really kick-ass seafood. I mean, the trademark charcoal-grilled stuff is pretty great, but the seafood is surprisingly good and fresh. I ordered a shrimp ceviche as an appetizer, and it was very tasty. Ceviche is basically raw seafood marinated with lemon (or other citrus), chopped onion, garlic, and a little lettuce leaf. It’s really good! It comes with a few salt cookies here. I thought it could’ve used fewer onions, but it was still good. I’m just picky with that stuff. You can also get the octopus ceviche, corvina ceviche, clam ceviche, and even a combination of octopus, shrimp and corvina.

Lemonade

The lemonade was amazing. I think the lemons they use are mandarin limes, actually. I’m not sure about that, but they call them “limón mandarina” over here, so it should be true! It’s a lemon and mandarin orange hybrid. If you slice it up, it kinda looks like an orange. Honestly, regular lemons are fine, but lately I’ve been really enjoying lemonade with these. They use raspadura to sweeten it, which is raw sugar without refining. I don’t know how healthy this is, but it’s definitely tastier. It tastes a little bit like honey, but not quite. It’s a very specific flavor, which in my opinion makes the lemonade way better. And I already like regular lemonade a lot, since it’s what I’ll usually drink whenever I want to drink something that’s not just water.

I went with my brother and my girlfriend, so you’ll see three different dishes you can have at El Carbón Rojo. I should point out that every dish comes with yucca, patacones, or french fries. Sadly, they didn’t have yucca this time. What we call yucca is actually the yucca root. You can cook it like a potato, which is why it’s usually served as something similar to french fries, only that it’s yucca! It’s supposed to be healthy, and a good carb to go with any type of food. Of course, it’s fried yucca here, so it’s not really that healthy. I have to stop saying yucca.

1/2 charcoal-grilled chicken

I had half a charcoal-grilled chicken (can you get the entire chicken? I don’t know!). It’s really one of the best things you can order here. Really, don’t go for the fried chicken, this one’s worth trying. I know some people don’t find eating chicken very exciting, but the charcoal grill definitely makes a difference here. There’s a little bit of chimichurri on top, but it’s pretty basic. Just the red pepper flakes, olive oil, minced garlic and chopped celery. It’s very mild, so it didn’t really overpower the chicken’s flavor, just enhanced it. The french fries were okay, but they’re really made from the potatoes they have there, so they get a little soggy if you don’t eat them quickly enough.

Grilled white sea bass

My girlfriend had grilled corvina (I think it’s also known as white sea bass), with a special Greek salad side. The corvina was really fresh, according to her, and it didn’t have that fishy odor you can sometimes encounter. It was light, but consistent and crispy on the edges. She asked for one of the mandarin limes, and squeezed a little of its juice on the corvina, which apparently made it even better. The Greek salad is not really on the menu as something you can just order with your dish, but it was a special request. And by the way, I’ve tried the Greek salad before, and it’s AMAZING. Again, the owners are Greek, so they know their stuff. You can see they really give you plenty of big, chunky feta cheese, with a little bit of parsley on top. The rest is tomatoes, cucumber, authentic Greek kalamata olives, lettuce, and of course, the extra virgin olive oil. Actually, she ordered it without the olive oil, but it’s much better with it. It usually comes with onions too, but I definitely think it’s better without them. The owners actually order huge boxes of olive oil from Greece, which makes it extra special.

Breaded langostinos

My brother had breaded king prawns. Like I said, the seafood here is very good, and this is what I usually order when I go to El Carbón Rojo, since they’re actually pretty big and always feel fresh. In fact, they get them from the seafood market pretty early in the morning. If you don’t like breaded seafood, which is completely understandable, you can have them grilled, which I know many people would prefer. There’s also the garlic king prawns, but I can’t comment on their quality, because I’ve never tried them here. I’ve had these in other restaurants, and they’re sometimes dry or simple, but these are almost always great. I like dipping them in the tartar sauce they give you, or just squeezing a little mandarin lime juice on them, which can be pretty delicious too.

Flan

For dessert I had homemade flan. It was okay, but I’m not a big fan of cheesecake, and this definitely had a similar texture, so it wasn’t for me. Cheesecake lovers will definitely like it, though! I did think it was a little small for the price ($3.25), so unless you really like this type of flan, I don’t think I’d recommend it.

Peach dessert

On the other hand, there’s the peach charlot. My brother had this peach charlot. Really, this is the one to get. It was incredibly good. I’m gonna have to back and get this again, since I only had a bite of his. As I understand, it's made with vanilla custard, crumbled lady fingers, canned peaches, and some sort of light syrup that we couldn't really figure out. It also has Chantilly cream with chopped nuts on top. Oh, there’s also kourabiedes, which is a Greek dessert.

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The nice people at El Carbón Rojo granted us access to their kitchen, so we could take a few pictures of their sancocho process. Sancocho is a traditional Latin American soup, made with chicken, garlic, yams (called ñame here), otoe (similar to taro), onions, celery, and cilantro. Some people also use red peppers and oregano.

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The chef started by explaining how he prefers using what we call “gallina dura.” This is basically a mature hen, with harder meat. Some people don’t really like how gallina dura tastes, but he explained it’s an important part of their sancocho, because of how much flavor a big hen gives the soup. You can see one in the picture, next to a tiny chicken, which can also be used for sancocho. The difference is that when using a tiny chicken, you’d have to use chicken stock to get the real sancocho flavor. So that’s why they prefer to use gallina dura.

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This is an example of how a sancocho is presented when it’s finally served (sans the actual soup, of course!). Otoe is the little pinkish cube you see there. It’s a root vegetable that’s found here in Panama, with a very mushy texture. It’s kind of like a mushy potato.

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Making a sancocho is very simple. We weren’t allowed to stay there a long time, so I’ll show you what we captured.

He first cut up the big hen into pieces, which will be used when serving it to clients, and cleaned them. He took a decent sized pot and filled about ¾ of it with water, then he put the pieces of chicken in the pot, with high heat.

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Meanwhile, he chopped the garlic, onions, celery, and red peppers, and cilantro into fine pieces.

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Every now and then he’d scoop a little bit of fat and stuff that came off the hen, off the top. He told us how he usually takes about half the fat that comes out from the hen, or else you’d be eating a soup that feels very heavy. And trust me, I’ve had those types of sancochos, and they’re never good.

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After a while he added the chopped garlic to the pot, and a little bit of salt.

We weren’t allowed to stay much after this, because the process takes about two hours, but he explained to us what he was gong to do next. You have to leave the pieces of hen boiling with the salt and garlic, and add about half of the onions, celery and red peppers after quite a while. Then a little bit after that, you’ll add the otoe, and the ñame, but not all of it. The reason for this is that it’d make the sancocho feel too thick, and also because it tends to dissolve, and people like to see their big piece of ñame when they’re eating their sancocho.

When the hen pieces are tender, you’ll have to remove them. At this point, you’ll add the rest of the onions, peppers and celery to the pot, and also the rest of the ñame, and reduce the heat a little. After some time, you’ll finally add the cilantro and oregano, and reduce the heat to low. You have to keep it going for a few more minutes, and you can also add salt at this point if you feel it’s necessary. Then you’ll be done with your sancocho, and all that’s left is serving the soup in a plate, and adding the hen pieces.

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We actually went back a few hours later to try the sancocho, and I’m happy to say it was delicious. The only thing missing was a little bit of mandarin lime juice, which for some reason we didn’t get when we asked for it. But the sancocho itself was great, it felt very light but full of flavor. And even though you’d expect the hen pieces to be hard or chewy, they weren’t at all! They were very soft, with a great taste. My girlfriend said her ñame could’ve used a little more time in the pot, but otherwise it was delicious.

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I hope you enjoyed this installment of Panama City Cooking. See you again next month!

Monday, January 25, 2010

Windy City Cooking: Week 25

(Ed.'s Note- Every Monday, Chicago's Jason Hissong writes Windy City Cooking, a column whose title says it all. Enjoy! -Max)

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Top 5
by Jason Hissong
25 January 2010

A big Windy City welcome to Beach City Cooking's newest contributor, Ray Goldfield. Go read his column. It's great.

My column comes inspired by two places. First, Ray's column I mentioned above. Second, from one of my favorite films- High Fidelity. In the film, and the novel upon which it is based by Nick Hornby, the three main characters sit around a record store and create hypothetical Top Five lists. Top Five Side Ones, Track Ones, for example

And thus I present: my personal Top Five Ingredients.

1) Pork. I often joke that I would be a vegetarian if it weren't for pork. And while it's said most often in jest it's absolute truth. Chicken? Beef? Veal? Lamb? Take it all away. Really. I'll cope with that loss no problem. But pork? That, my friends, is a different story. Pork is succulent and salty. It tastes great for breakfast, lunch or dinner. The four different main cuts of pork offer wide variety- sirloin, belly bacon, rib bacon, ribs, tenderloin, the shoulders, chops, etc. Pork is always tasty for a side dish or a main dish. Or, even on occasion, for its flavor.

Favorite preparations: bacon, usually thick cut. Ribs. And the tenderloin has always treated me well.

2) The Egg. Some will declare the egg to be the most perfect food substance ever created. And they're not far off. I love eggs. They're packed with protein. They're versatile. One can separate the different components of the egg for different preparations. They're used in baking formulas and as a standalone item themselves.

Favorite preparations: poached or scrambled.

3) Cheese: a dear friend of mine once said that she thought cheese should be its own food group. I agree. Again, it's all about the versatility. There are so many cheeses, almost an infinite variety. I've never made my own cheese- maybe someday- but I don't think I'll ever get sick of it. I love it as slices for cheese and crackers. I love it shredded and mixed into my risotto. I love it melted in fondue. I love the smoothness of a brie. I love the crumbles of the blue cheese. I love the heat of the pepperjack. I love cheese. Plain and simple. Parmigiano-Reggiano is the king of all cheese, and if someone tells you otherwise they are fools.

Favorite types of cheese: Parmigiano-Reggiano, Muenster, Gouda, Pepperjack.

4) Rice. Another food item with a seemingly endless amount of variation. I enjoy rice for my starch more often than not because it's cheap and easy. Basmati or jasmine are great for everyday dishes. Risotto is a specific preparation with, more often than not, arborio rice- a short grained variety. I love rice in sushi and other Asian preparations. I love rice where it's not supposed to go- rice with eggs and bacon? I've made that. Chili with rice as the starch instead of bread? I've made that, too. It's lovely. I love the smell of cooked rice. I loved the fluffiness of the basmati. I love that rice is mostly tasteless. That allows it to be versatile and mutable.

Favorite preparations: risotto.

5) Beer. I love beer. I love cooking with it. I love drinking it. I love learning about it. I love tasting new ones. I love going back to old favorites. Beer, to me, is based in friendship. That sounds a little strange but it makes sense given my life. I learned about the wonderful world of beer while in Cambridge, England for a semester during my undergrad career. And it was in those English and other European pubs that, while drinking beer, some of my deepest friendships formed. So there's that. I love the smell of cooked beer. I love the taste it gives both starches, such as rice, and meats, such as sausages, when cooking with it. I love the taste of deep, dark beers. They are heavy and old and wise. I love the lightness of pale ales for those breezy summer days when the sun doesn't set until after nine. Obviously there's a lesson about excess, here, but it's common sensical to me. And some nights that common sense is checked at the door.

Favorite beers: Guinness. Rogue Dead Guy Ale. Fat Tire. Delirium Tremens.

Also, I wanted to spice up my column a bit with a new feature. One of my favorite sports writers often has a mailbag edition of his column in which he answers questions from his readers. I would like to copy that, because it works well. So, if you're reading this and want to ask me a question please leave a comment below or contact me at jason dot hissong at gmail dot com. I will compile a list of questions and answers and hopefully in another few weeks or so those will fill a column.

What Others Cooked for Me, What I Cooked, Where I Ate

A big thank you to my friends Dave and Dana who provided an incredible lunch for me on Saturday. They prepared gnocchi with a saute of garlic and red chard. A small spinach salad and garlic bread accompanied the gnocchi. We also polished off this tasty snack food that I don't even know how to describe. Bugles served as the base but there was a caramel/sugary covering that made them stick to one another and the various nuts mixed in. So good. Thank you.

I cooked a stir fry dish this week. It didn't turn out so great. My favorite preparation that came from the noodles, ground turkey, carrots and onion of the stir fry was the soup I made on Friday night. I re-heated the stir fry in my cast iron and then added to it whatever tomato soup I had left from the box of tomato soup I grabbed at Trader Joe's the last time I went. I made pancakes, and this morning I poached two eggs to go on top of two pieces of buttered toast.

I ate a lot of Mexican food this week. First, at Tony's Burrito House at the corner of Damen and Belmont. I went with some friends on Tuesday and it was lovely. I had the chips and guac and was pleasantly satisfied. Tony's isn't the best I've ever had, but it's quite good. I also dined with a party of 20 or so at El Mariachi. A nicer place than Tony's, for sure. It was great to be with a great group of people, and know that lunch was going to take two hours or more and just not care. I like those people a lot. And my quesadilla left nothing to be desired.

Friday, January 22, 2010

Ray's Braise: Best Meals of 2009

[Please give a warm welcome to new biweekly columnist Ray Goldfield! Ray, in his column Ray's Braise, will take us on a culinary tour of the tri-state area and treat us to some of his favorite recipes. Enjoy! -Max]
















Photo Courtesy Jason Perlow

In many ways, 2009 was the year everything changed for me in the world of food. I grew up in a home where food wasn't a huge part of day-to-day life. My father loved eating out, and he wasn't picky. My mother was certainly a good cook, but her tastes geared more towards salads and vegetarian dishes. In addition, growing up with dairy allergies, my diet was somewhat limited. It was very easy, as an adult, to fall into a routine of eating canned food and meat and potatoes without putting much effort into the food that I ate. Variety mostly came from eating out, and while I did certainly consider myself a food lover, I never had much interest in broadening my horizons. This started changing in 2002, when I won a contest in the Newark Star-Ledger to ride along on the Munchmobile, a yearly review trip that criss-crosses New Jersey visiting eateries of every kind. I was exposed to so many unique places and cuisines on these weekly trips that I came away with a much better understanding of my likes and dislikes. But it wasn't until years later, inspired by my friends (including those posting at this blog), that I really took the initiative in cooking for myself and bringing the things I love to eat when I'm out to my daily life and my kitchen table.

I'm still very much a rookie cook, learning my likes and dislikes and what methods work best for me. I'll always be a meat-and-potatoes guy, but that doesn't mean meat and potatoes can't be made a lot more interesting. 2009 was a year full of experimental recipes, delicious discoveries, and great meals both out and in. These are the six dining experiences that I'll remember most, and that sum up 2009 for me.

6. Ichi Umi:

Everyone has that one big restaurant splurge that they save for special occasions. For me, it's Ichi Umi, a Japanese buffet that just opened outside Menlo Park Mall. Unlike most buffets, where dishes languish under heat lamps, Ichi Umi celebrates fresh food, a hallmark of Japanese cuisine. When you first approach the buffet, you're greeted by dozens of kinds of sushi, salads, and fresh seafood at the cold buffet. Between the hand-made soba noodles, the snow crab, the Ikura shooters, and the Unagi, it's easy to make a meal out of just this. But then you'd miss out on the hot offerings, including a Yakitori grill, traditional Japanese Oden, tempura, teriyaki short ribs, and the highlight of the meal - at least eight preparations of fresh fish nightly, from sake-glazed salmon, to fried yelloweye, to chili-glazed sea bass. I'm usually a pretty jaded guy when it comes to buffets, having lost interest in most of them when I started transitioning to a more varied diet. But this is the one I make an exception for. Japanese food aside from sushi often gets short shrift, and this place was a revelation for me in all the cuisine has to offer.

5. Thanksgiving:

I had my first try cooking Thanksgiving dinner in 2008, when my mother was visiting a friend and my girlfriend was coming over, but I kept it very simple that year. A turkey, some sides, and a dessert, all straight from the recipe cards. 2009 was the year I took over the meal in full, with more than one guest coming. Cooking for company is an altogether different experience than cooking for yourself. There's an added pressure, and these Thanksgiving dinners were the first time I experienced it. But with the added confidence of 2008 under my belt, I felt bold enough to experiment with this year's dishes. A teriyaki glaze for the turkey, homemade mushroom stuffing, mashed potatoes made with chicken broth instead of milk, and pecan and peach pies made from scratch. The only concession to convenience? Ocean Spray cranberry sauce. Mostly because in my opinion, some things should be sacrosanct. Jellied cranberry sauce has been part of my Thanksgivings since I was a boy, and that's not changing now!

4. Wegman's Wokery Buffet:

One of the greatest parts of eating out is finding good food in incredibly unlikely places. And it doesn't get more unlikely than a supermarket buffet. The traditional "hot food" buffet at grocery stores is known for such unappealing offerings as dried-out fried chicken, overcooked sausage and peppers, and gloppy mac 'n' cheese. But Wegman's, a supermarket with a huge selection of specialty ingredients brings something different to their Wokery, a selection of Chinese, Indian, and Thai dishes. Most of their offerings are fairly standard, but there's a few items that set it apart. Intensely flavored Masala Shrimp, clad in a fiery, crispy batter. Freshly fried samosas, in vegetarian, chicken, and lamb varieties based on the day, rival those served at some Indian restaurants. But the standout by far is the fried lemon-pepper fish. Each piece is a thick filet of fresh fish (they wouldn't tell me which fish is used) marinated in what tastes like pure lemon, and breaded with a crisp, peppy coating that manages to be surprisingly greaseless. As with all buffets, getting the food as it comes out is best, but this is probably the best-tasting fish I've had eating out all year.

3. Chili:

There's no recipe more versatile than chili. It can be tailored to any diet or type of appetite. There can be vegetarian versions, meat-heavy versions, mild versions, fiery versions, and everything in between. So naturally, it was one of the first dishes I experimented with when I began cooking. It can take a few tries to get chili right. My first try I was far too timid with the spices, and wound up with a fairly tasty bean-and-meat stew. The next time, I allowed myself to have a slightly heavier hand with the chili powder, and was rewarded. My personal chili recipe involves three kinds of beans (kidney, black, and chick peas), two kinds of meat (ground turkey and ground lamb, with the lamb formed into miniature meatballs), tomato sauce, chili powder, onion powder, crushed parsley, and a hint of curry powder and cinnamon. It adds up to a spicy if not fiery mix that I consider the perfect meal for a cold night.

2. Ben's Kosher Delicatessen:

Eating at Ben's (38th st. between 7th and 8th Av. in New York) is like taking a walk back in time. I don't keep strictly Kosher, although Kosher food always has appealed to me primarily because I never have to worry about dairy at a meat restaurant. Most Kosher restaurants today are either Middle Eastern or modern New American-style. Not Ben's. This restaurant is a celebration of old-style European Jewish cooking. There's a lot to recommend here, such as the pastrami burger and the chicken-in-a-pot. But if you want a taste of Ben's at its best, look no further than their Ronnie's Mixed Platter, a sample of all their old-school delicacies. Stuffed cabbage, potted meatballs, derma, egg barley with mushrooms, a potato pancake, and a special dish selected by the chef. When I was there, it was a chicken fricassee in gravy. Undoubtedly a calorie bomb of epic proportions, but it's a celebration of classic food that you can't find anywhere else. And a massive amount of food for only $18!

1. Chicken Noodle Kugel:

I've always enjoyed kugel, particularly the traditional potato kugel which is often served at Passover. But the appeal of noodle kugel always eluded me - primarily because it's always made rather sweet, often with cinnamon and raisins. The sweet/savory combination can work, particularly in spicing meats, but the noodle kugels I've tried are usually too intense. I'm a pretty big pasta fan, so I wasn't ready to give up on the dish. And so was born my first grand cooking experiment of 2009. Using a traditional noodle kugel recipe, I removed the water, sugar, raisins, and cinnamon. In their place, I used chicken broth as the base, spiced it with salt, pepper, onion powder, turmeric, a hint of cumin, and a little cinnamon (which provided an interesting flavor contrast to the more savory spices) and added diced chicken breast to the mix. I baked it according to the recipe, and what came out was one of the most enjoyable dishes I've ever made - a rich, chicken-y pie that made for a very satisfying meal. With winter here again, it's on my list to make again, only this time I'll be adding some shredded dark meat chicken as well, for a contrast to the breast. This was the first recipe where I let my imagination go wild a bit, and I was very happy with the result. I feel like this dish was the moment I gained a lot of confidence as a cook.

These were the meals that made up my 2009. Here's hoping 2010 will be as delicious!

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Windy City Cooking: Week 24

(Ed.'s Note- Every Monday--and occasionally on Tuesday--Chicago's Jason Hissong writes Windy City Cooking, a column whose title says it all. Enjoy! -Max)

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The Diner
by Jason Hissong
19 January 2010

Edward Hopper's painting Nighthawks is one of my favorite images. Partly because everyone knows it, or some variation thereof. Partly because Hopper's composition of buildings and figures is well composed. Partly because on the surface it looks so pedestrian, so standard. And yet, looking closer, there's so much unknown about the figures in the piece. There's a figure whose face we cannot see. The red-haired woman with the other customer is looking at her had, disinterested in whatever conversation occurs between her, presumed, man and the soda jerk at work. All of the figures are within the walls of the diner. And outside, the streets are empty, lights turned out.

Richard Russo uses a diner as the centerpoint of activity in his small New England town in his novel Empire Falls. It's a good novel and one I'm glad I've read. The characters have interesting arcs, and the diner serves as a sort of central point from which characters enter and leave, their lives swirling around and into and out of the place.

The diner has a place in our culture. There seems to be one in every town. And if not a local one, more than likely family owned, then there's one of those ubiquitous chain diners that are in every town. What is it about the diner? There's a charm to it, I think. A comfort. There's no pretention about what kind of food the diner offers. There's no expectations of haute cuisine. There are no Michelin stars or celebrity chefs. The diner is, perhaps, the epitome of the blue collar restaurant. The inhabitants are regular people, the wait staff and chefs are getting by, best they can.

Diners are on my mind because I ate four of five meals at the same diner in Skokie, Illinois from Friday night to Sunday morning. Friday night I had the ham club, which was okay but I ate way too much. Saturday morning I opted for the French toast. Saturday for lunch I had the chicken quesadilla. Sunday morning I had the Mexican skillet. And those four items exemplify one part of the diner's appeal: there's so much from which to choose.

I had another recent diner experience. There's a great place called the Lincoln Resteraunt right at the intersection of Lincoln, Damen, and Irving Park in Chicago. It's less than a two minute walk from where I live. I went on a Sunday morning with Jason and Elizabeth. Jason bought a newspaper and it was about the time the first football games were starting. So there we are, the three of us, in these booths that have been in place longer than we've been alive, chuckling, once again, at the woman who runs the place and her hair that is literally two feet straight out in every direction. That place was, and is, such a place of comfort. Another part of the diner's appeal: comfort. They are, in my experience, without stuffiness.

In November of 2008 I traveled with my parents from Omaha to Dallas for a family Thanksgiving. We stopped in Salina, Kansas to eat breakfast on our way down at a family diner whose name escapes me. Whenever I'm in Kansas I always think of Truman Capote's opening to In Cold Blood, "Holcomb stands on the high wheat plains of western Kansas, a lonesome area that other Kansans call 'out there.' " I thought of that sentence as we exited the car in the early morning hours that Saturday, with the cold wind blowing across miles and miles and miles of empty fields. And the three of us walked into this diner and there were families, huge families, in almost every seat. And the waitresses knew them by name, and asked us ours and I knew that had I been a resident of Salina, I would eat many meals in this place. The food was cheap, and good, and at the end of the day there's not much more one can ask for.

What I Cooked, What Others Cooked for Me, Where I Ate

Thursday I cooked a new soup- wild mushroom with artichoke hearts. While I blended the mushrooms I added the artichokes at the end, and should have blended those as well. But that's part of what I love about cooking- trial and error. There is always a chance to do it better the next time.

I also have some leftover beef stew that I ate on Monday, and on Wednesday I didn't eat dinner.

On Tuesday my friend Emilie had me over for dinner. She fed me pâté on pita bread, and then gnocchi with vegetables and cheese. It was very good and very filling. I thank her for her generosity.

I ate out a lot this weekend, at the same place over and over again. No question that the two breakfast meals were the standouts. On Saturday I had the French toast. It was good, not great, but much better than the ham club sandwich I had the night before. Sunday I had the Mexican skillet, which featured chorizo and jalapenos and a pepper jack cheese.

Monday, January 11, 2010

Windy City Cooking: Week 23

(Ed.'s Note- Every Monday, Chicago's Jason Hissong writes Windy City Cooking, a column whose title says it all. Enjoy! -Max)

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Culinary Surprises, Culinary Simplicity
by Jason Hissong
11 January 2010

I purchased Heston Blumenthal's The Fat Duck Cookbook via a giftcard over the holiday season. While I haven't read it, and I probably won't ever cook from it, I have looked through it. It's fascinating. It's part autobiography, part modern art book, part scientific journal. The tome's opening pages feature stunning artwork by Dave McKean. One of the pages has an image of Blumenthal himself through McKean's mixed media lens, and the double page spread the words: Something interesting happens every time I put food or drink in my mouth.

While I don't have Blumenthal's culinary skill or knowledge, and I don't yet take the time to really ascertain what happens in my mouth every time I feed it, I do think this statement is accurate. And what I find fascinating time and time again is how often I am surprised by food, and how often simple food brings such enjoyment.

Example one: on Tuesday of this past week a group of my friends- Jonathan, Jason, and Elizabeth- journeyed to Navy Pier after work to see for ourselves the spectacle that is Avatar on an IMAX screen, in 3-D. We had about an hour and a half to kill before the film started and we planned to eat at Navy Pier. So we settled on Bubba Gump's Shrimp Company.

There's no question that I pre-judged this place. A dining experience based on a movie? Which has the movie on a monitor, constantly running? With decor that can be qualified as southern scrap yard in an attempt to be clever? At Navy Pier? My friends, one cannot get more touristy cliched than this here in the Windy City.

And yet, all four of us walked away with the same conclusion: better than expected. I had the Po Boy Sandwich, which featured shrimp on a hoagie style roll. And it was really good. Fresh shrimp. Nice flavors in the cole slaw. French fries not too salty or greasy. Jason had the Bucket of Trash, which features crab legs, shrimp, and fries. Jonathan had a fish and chips and Elizabeth had the Ying Yang Shrimp Salad in which she substituted salmon for the shrimp. I think all of us were satisfied. Was it mind blowingly good? No. Will I ever return? Probably not? Did it surprise me? Yes. It surprised me because of its simplicity and its clear flavors, well executed.

Example #2: Saturday afternoon I was tired. I had a pretty packed morning, combined with a somewhat late Friday night and lack of good sleep as I awaited the phone call telling me my maternal grandmother had passed. I wanted something simple and comforting. Something that hit the spot on a cold winter day in January in which, after arriving at my home after my morning errands, I had no desire to step back outside until I had to.

So, I made one of the most comforting dishes from my childhood: grilled cheese and tomato soup. I love this dish because it is so simple and satisfying. Because it's canned tomato soup (yes, canned, I usually add half a can of milk to the soup, and then some crushed black pepper and red pepper flakes) and bread with butter, and cheddar cheese between.

And there's nothing better, nothing more satisfying. The temperatures are warm and the flavors go well together. I love dipping the sandwich into the soup, to soften the bread even more and then everything mixes together on the tongue. It's comforting to me, and it's good, and I am not ashamed to love something so simple.

What I Cooked, What Others Cooked For Me, Where I Ate

I cooked some beef stew in my new cast iron Dutch Oven on Sunday. It's very similar to the chili recipe I used on New Year's Day. It was hearty and satisfying and the perfect note for a cold winter's night in January, with football on the television.

On Friday I took the leftover chili from the New Year's Day celebration and added some shredded cheese during the re-heat process for Jonathan and myself before we went to Guthrie's Tavern for some pints and board games with coworkers. The dish turned out well, landing somewhere between the heartiness of the chili itself and the savoriness of a risotto style dish.

I had many meals out of my home again this week, which is a testament to the many friends I have here in Chicago. Monday I had a burrito caliente at Cafe Laguardia. My friends Tim, Mark, and David joined me. On Tuesday I ate at the aforementioned Bubba Gump Shrimp Company with Jonathan, Jason and Elizabeth. I skipped dinner on Wednesday. On Thursday I joined my friend Andy at Garcia's in Lincoln Square. Garcia's is one of my favorite places in all of Chicago, and their remodel job is incredible. The food is still excellent, and nothing is better than their chips and salsa with the three tacos dinner. I always get one steak, one chicken, and one chorizo. I am always satisfied. Friday I modified the chili for Jonathan and myself. Saturday Tracy and I dined at Orange Garden, where I had the Szechwan chicken and she had the General Tso chicken.

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Chicken Piccata

When Jen and I lived in Valley Village a few years back, one of our favorite restaurants was Georgio's on Ventura Boulevard. It was a cozy little Italian joint, where the food was good and consistent. We especially liked their chickens Francese and Piccata. In perusing the America's Test Kitchen Family Cookbook that I recently received, I came across a recipe for Chicken Piccata that looked pretty great. So, armed with fond memories, I tested out the recipe, and it turned out well. Onto the recipe!

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First, set your oven to 200º so it can serve as a warming tray for your cooked chicken cutlets.

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This recipe calls for 1/2 cup chicken broth. If you have chicken stock on hand, or a canned chicken broth, feel free to skip this step. If not, go ahead and grab 1/4-cube of bouillon.

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Dissolve your 1/4-cube in 1/2 cup of boiling water.

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We're going to need 4 chicken cutlets for this recipe, but all we have on hand are chicken breasts. As always, this recipe will serve two, so modify the recipe as needed.

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The best way to think of one of these boneless, skinless chicken breasts is to look at what parts of the chicken it contains. You've got the actual chicken breast, but underneath it that small, thin flap of chicken is the tenderloin. You're also going to want to remove the excess fat with a small, sharp knife. You can reserve and render it for use later, if you like.

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Next, cut the tenderloin from the breast.

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Hold one hand down on the breast, and slice through horizontally, forming two cutlets. You can pound these flat, if you like. I sort of regret not doing so, but they turned out pretty well regardless. Repeat this step with the tenderloin, and you've got two more small cutlets, bringing you to two large and two small cutlets just from one breast. Not bad!

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Season these with coarse kosher or sea salt and freshly-ground black pepper.

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If one of your cutlets is significantly bigger than the others, cut it in half to ensure more consistent cooking time.

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Heat 1 1/2 tbsp vegetable oil over medium-high heat. It's ready as soon as it's barely started smoking.

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Then, dredge your cutlets in flour. 1/4 cup of flour should be plenty for all four (well, five now) cutlets.

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Cook for a couple minutes on each side until cooked through.

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When they're done, remove them to an aluminum foil-lined baking sheet and place them in the oven so they stay hot. I did mine in two batches, but feel free to do yours in one, if you like.

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While the chicken is cooking, slice half a lemon into 1/4-inch-thick slices, toss out the end of the lemon, and squeeze the juice from 1/2 to 1 1/2 lemons, depending on how lemony you like your Piccata. The juice from 1 1/2 lemons, about 1/4 cup, will make this a very lemony dish, so only use as much lemon juice as you like.

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Mince one clove of garlic.

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In the oil left over from cooking the chicken, cook the garlic for 30 seconds or until just softened.

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Pour in your chicken broth, and scrape any little browned remnants stuck to the bottom of the pan into the sauce. Next, add the lemon slices and simmer until reduced to a thicker sauce, which should take 10 minutes or so. Then, add the lemon juice.

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Chop 3 tbsp unsalted butter.

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Turn the heat to low, and add the butter piece by piece, whisking until smooth. Season to taste.

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Remove the chicken to a plate.

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Top with the sauce, and garnish with lemon slices. Enjoy!

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Thanks for stopping by Beach City Cooking, and I'll see you all very soon for another post. Have a great night, and stay cool!

Monday, January 4, 2010

Windy City Cooking: Week 22

(Ed.'s Note- Every Monday, Chicago's Jason Hissong writes Windy City Cooking, a column whose title says it all. Enjoy! -Max)

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The New Year
by Jason Hissong
4 January 2010

The menu: antipasto of swiss cheese and crackers, sausage, raw red peppers, carrots, radishes. Roasted fennel, parsnips, and carrots. Main course: three cheese and broccoli soup, chili with rice, and pasta e fagioli. Dessert: Oreo/cream cheese balls and chocolate cake.

My co-chef: the marvelously skilled Kate.

The guests: Jason and Elizabeth, Tim and Rhonda, Dave and Dana, Jonathan, Kara, Robb, Dana and Andrew, Garrett.

I have goals I want to accomplish every year. Not resolutions, per se. And the first goal for the last two years has been this: start the new year by cooking dinner for my friends.

So that's how 2010 began. 14 people coming to my home. People who know one another, and people new to my circle of friends.

Being in the kitchen all day is one of my favorite things to do that I do less often than I would like. So one of my 2010 goals is to cook for more people, more often.

Kate came over early, at three, and together we created this meal for our friends. And there is nothing better than that.

And, slowly but surely, people arrived until we had all 14. The chili and soups simmered on the stovetop, in the crock-pot, until serving time, having wafted the most comforting scents throughout my apartment all day. The antipasto items laid on the table, waiting for consumption nibble by nibble.

Eventually, bellies filled. Bowls and spoons piled up in the sink, and then the dishwasher. Eventually, one by one, or two by two, the guests left and at midnight there were four of us, watching garbage television, playing Uno, appetites satiated.

When I reflect back on this year's New Year's Day Dinner there are no regrets. Sure, the broccoli cheese soup could have been creamier, but it worked. There could have been a couple of tweaks to the chili, and next time I'll try a different combination of spices. There could have been an addition or two to the people who dined at my home on New Year's day but, three days later the only thing I would change is my level of exhaustion from the previous night's celebration. Everything else was just as it should be in terms of both the food and the guests.

And for that, I am thankful. And for them I will continue to cook.

What I Cooked, What Others Cooked for Me, Where I Ate

I didn't cook much worth mentioning this week other than New Year's Day Dinner. I had leftover pizza one night, mac and cheese another. I skipped dinner altogether on Tuesday. No one, save for Kate, cooked for me this week.

I was able to share meals out with a few people this week. A huge thank you to Elizabeth and Kristin for hosting the New Year's Eve celebration at Kristin and her husband Collin's place. I enjoyed a Wednesday evening meal with my friend Tracy at Julius Meinl. She had pancetta crepes while I had the turkey and avocado sandwich. Saturday night I was able to dine with Robb. Robb is an old friend who moved away with his partner, Shayne, at the end of summer. I am so thankful we had a chance to get together other than the party as he's a great friend and I miss him dearly. We went to the Pick Me Up Cafe where we both had the BTH Club. On Sunday Jason, Elizabeth and I went to the Lincoln Restaurant. It's a cozy little place right by our apartment. They both had the three pancakes and eggs. I had the Alabama skillet- chorizo and jalapenos, eggs, potatoes. Good stuff. Greasy and filling.