Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Argentinean Sauce - Recipe

Makes 1 Litre of sauce.

1 Tbspn. of Coriander seed
1 Tbspn of Cummin seed
2 Tbspn. of Fennel seed
1 Tbspn. of Drien Oregano
5 Bay Leaves
4 Tbspn. of Paprika
1/2 bunch of Parsley
3 Tbspn. of Tom. Paste
Salt and Pepper
3 Cloves of Garlic

1/3 Measures of White Vinegar
2/3 Measures of Canola Oil

These liquid measures above depend on what you wish to do with the sauce, but the ratio remains the same.

Place all ingredients in a good blender and blitz until desired thickness is achieved.
Store in the fridge.

Enjoy!

Giles

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Gaucho's Argentinian Restaurant ~ Review

Choosing a restaurant destination for some northern hemisphere guests is hard, when the time is limited and the cultural divide is wide. I think a sense of culture and place is important to any dining experience in another country and at this point some colleagues recommend Red Ochre Grill. I repost with the view that I don't necessarily believe a cultural dining experience is made from an attempt to create a singular Australian cuisine. I am leaning toward Gaucho's Argentinean Restaurant. Gaucho's is a piece of the cultural puzzle that goes into the Australian dining vernacular. Culturally diverse and generally accurate of the original migrate experience, yet deeply Australian in its ease and laid back style as well as the distinct providence of its produce. I have inhibitions about dining with several people I hardly know particularly the impending translation issues: I foresee much talk about pandas and strange marsupials.

For entree or Primer Plato the table endeavoured to try the oyster in the house style Ostras del Diablo (1/2 Doz. $19.9) which were not overly impressive despite the potential in the ingredients. The fresh Coffin Bay oysters were far more refreshing and satisfying than the value added alternative (1/2 doz. $16.9). The waitress was cool and cunning - almost mischievous sadly it was lost on our guests or so they acted. The sharing extended to a modified platter of beef, pork and fennel chorizo sausage served with fried polenta and a rocket and dried tomato salad, on this occasion our platter was embellished with large char grilled prawns and sectioned squid. The sausage was a hit and I loved the crisp, richly textured polenta. The prawns were a big letdown, dry and floury as though not fresh or overcooked or both!
I hijacked the wine list and made an intentional choice with our guests in mind, I mean to blow their head off with big bold shiraz from the Barossa Valley - Glaetzer, Bishop. (I reckon '06)
My mains choice was the Cordero, chimmi churri marinated lamb loin chops served on s-mash with chorizo and wilted spinach and pan juices ($36.9).
The rest of the table ordered from the 'Carnis' menu which sit near the $40 mark. The Vaquita Cordobesa, 350gm grass fed yearling fillet ($41.9) and the Bife de Chorizo, a 450gm grass fed bone in porterhouse ($39.5) were the two popular orders. Both cuts are aged and dry aged for 4 weeks respectively. All requests were made for medium cooking. I cringe a little when I hear any request for such large cuts of meat cooked beyond medium rare. There is significant damage done to meat on a grill whilst waiting for a medium steak to cook, of course there is a resting time and thankfully none of the meat ordered on this night showed the signs of premature plating - pooling blood or 'juice'.
Our guests went big on size and flavour to which I say ‘Well Done!’ The fillet with Shiraz and peppercorn sauce and the Porterhouse on the bone with a blue cheese sauce. Both extremely large and cooked to the order, yet their display would not speak this truth. They appeared almost black from the char grill that it is unavoidable on a medium steak of that size. The char grill can be a blessing and a curse to the flavour of meat, try not to order beyond Medium rare and you will discover more to the beef
However, the lamb had terrific flavour with the sweet, rich aroma that fills your head. The dish was lacking some balance away from the rich and pungent lamb; the wilted spinach barely carried its own against the powerful marinade. I looked to my glass to balance my meal as I found no match on the plate and took to guzzling the Bishop. As no one else seemed interested in the vino I was allowed to revel in the quality lamb and wine.
The preparation and consumption of such serious cuts of meat is as much about perception as about what is going on around it, Gaucho's do a very good job of keeping the cut of meat the star and the supporting roles are kept as such. Gaucho's would struggle without the supporting players like sauces, wine, linen, providence and cheery, diligent service. An Argentinean restaurant seems a relatively simple idea: "Grill some steak and slap it on a plate". A simple idea is only as good as its execution, Gaucho's seem committed to the produce as being central to their ideal. The providence of each cut is labelled clearly on the menu as well as the type and length of aging which is no mean feat when fluctuating trade can reap havoc on the bottom line. Gaucho’s is as much about professionalism as it is about the meat, go once in your life and enjoy the whole package not just the choice cuts.


Giles

Friday, December 18, 2009

Weird Dessert

I have eaten all sorts of weird shit: offal in Rome, chargrilled lambs tail, tongue, brains and fish eyeballs etc.
The weirdness now extends to Vietnamese desserts.  My colleagues are real food nuts!  They sell their desserts in the work canteen, you can also buy spring rolls fresh deep fried or frozen.  There is also prawn sticks that are wedged onto stalks of bamboo shoot (I think).
The dessert is mostly coconut milk with green food coloured noodles floating around like gizzards, and then there is some ice and some chewy ice looking glutinous stuff - No idea what that is?
Check it out:


Giles

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Retro Mixer

An earlier post on thesculleryblog showed a General Electric hand mixer, with some fairly stereo typical design aspects of that era: Colour (horrid), Styling (boxy like a Chevy Chase station wagon), Solid (over engineered before anyone knew about the money to be made in selling inferior quality), Toxic (I shudder at the thought of all those ozone depleting and carcinogenic chemicals impregnated in these products). 
I remembered that a hand me down food processor was slowly irradiating toward its half life in my cupboard, almost the same era - awesome!

This food processor is a utilitarian version with an interchangeable slicer and grater, and the instruction booklet contains some fairly whacky recipes like Chicken 'N Orange Toss, which might be all right if it didn't recommend the use of canned segments of orange or mandarin as a viable alternative.  Did they not have fresh fruit in the late seventies / eighties?  Oh yes, and if you thought plastic was not a material you should understand the food processor has a faux wood veneer detail panel at the front - "Ah! - The good old days when food processors were crafted from rare timbers and the family would stand around singing as mother cranked the handle."
I assume the timber is to remind us of the chopping blocks we threw away as we headed out the door to purchase the latest gizmo! "There I was chopping with a knife like a fool!!"

If you have any retro appliances you wish to show off and reminisce about something loosely related go to thesculleryblog page on facebook and become a fan to post your retro appliance!  Do it now, waste your precious minutes!

Giles


Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Beat Mix

"Homewares!" an industry built on desire and gadgetry.  A Sunday lunch with relatives and on the kitchen bench rests a retro hand mixer made by General Electric.  It has the typical orange & mission brown boxy styling quintessential of the late seventies early eighties.  I cannot get over the label that guides the user through the different speeds of the mixer - Beat and Mix conjure images of Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five breaking down some salsoul jam for the people on the street corner while Nancy Citizen bakes a cake in her wood panelled kitchen.  
John Citizen: "I was in the den and Nancy was doing her baking and five furious men and a disc jockey appeared demanding we 'turn it up' or was it 'mix It up!' I can't quite remember.   I obliged and they proceeded to break dance on the linoleum floor - It was quite rhythmical, and Nancy was getting quite excited!"

Giles

Scary Spice Writer.

I had been thinking about writing a long winded piece about: Our food leaders' severe lack of etiquette: The grotty and dirty habits of TV Chefs that rate so highly. I think of all those moments I have licked a spoon, dipped a finger or wiped when I should blown (my nose) and I think ‘well – maybe it’s not such a good idea, I’m no angel.’

Maybe I should focus on the camera and the directors controlling them, who can amplify any idiosyncrasy and turn it into psychological disorder worthy of a leafy metropolitan suburb institution! The pointy bit of my argument was going to be "George’ous" Calombaris of Masterchef and Ready, Steady, Cook fame, his poor cutlery handling has turned me off his general TV presence. I do not blame him, I blame the machine that made him into the crispy denim (G) star that he has become. He is amongst brutish company: the swear bear Ramsay, Oliver who can barely string two real words together (made up ones don't count!) and least of all Granger, that scary stylised smile scares the bejesus out of me! The point of my rambling discussion could have been that these men are probably all right blokes. Real down to earth types – you could have beer and a laugh about something.... The real measure of a star is the way they work a crowd especially when they are at Food Shows held in packed out auditoriums making crude remarks about our Tracy or using stupid words like jubbly! There’s Granger on the side of stage just smiling, not at you but through you into your very soul! Calomabaris, the feisty little Greek man is also guilty of auditorium antics – along with his grinning sidekick. You Tube it and see them piss farting around for yourself.
My essay would have been quite substantial with significant reference to the rising molecular food movement (amazing bullshit) or moralistic gestures to ‘slow food’ stalwarts like M. Beer. Truthfully I have neither the patience nor the skill to surmise why these highly skilled culinary entrepreneurs are the way they are. They appear to be arse monkeys, who make me sick with jealousy over the passion, drive and focus they have to their work!
Don’t your cheeks hurt Bill?



Giles






Thursday, December 3, 2009

The Barkeep is back, so drink it up!

My friends and loyal blogsters the Barkeep has returned.
Not only has he been tasting, imbibing, sipping and quaffing he has been writing - feverishly.
I am looking forward to seeing what hits the pixels!

The most recent entry on TheSculleryBar is a mild rant on the ethics of bottled water, and of course 'Two For Review'.

Giles