Author: Stephanie March

  • Malarkey at Rest

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    Dale’s Huge Save

    Well, well, well. Brian was eliminated from the final four in tonight’s Top Chef. On one hand I am sad that he didn’t get to advance and showcase some of his other skills, but on the other hand I am glad to know that his restaurant gets to keep him for a little while longer.

    As for the others … let’s review the top three.

    Wow, guess who stepped up? Dale looked like he was headed for the bin when he dumped his tart, but then turned it around with some simple cauliflower and potatoes. Doesn’t Ripert look like he’d be an asshole if you crossed him? Well, he loved Dale’s dish and that’s saying a lot: Le Bernardin sets the bar high. I still think Dale is the dark horse in the final … we’ll see if he can pull it out.

    There was no way Hung wasn’t going to make it to the finals, right? He’s the front-runner, the master of technique, the favorite and the bad-guy at the same time. I hate the way the judges didn’t take him to task more for admitting he was cooking for them first and foremost, and the eaters second. I have no doubt that his dishes will be perfect in the final, but like Marcel before him, will they lack heart?

    Casey is all heart and simple flavors. If she can make her food sing, create a dish that can WOW the biggees on board next week, she might carry it.

    My least favorite part of tonight’s show was the softee-huggy-feely portion when the finalists monologued on why they should be allowed to stay. Dale nearly wept, God love him. Casey showed us her youthful exuberance, and talked a lot with her hands. Hung oddly mentioned how much soul he puts into his food (just moments after being told he’s not present in his food). And Brian just said how much he’d like to keep cooking for his friends. Throughout the whole thing they kept panning to Colicchio and his sappy awww-shucks expression, except for his stone-face when Brian was talking. Shocking surprise.

  • When the rich get bored … then hungry.

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    pork your pork and eat it too….

    Yuck.

    And that’s all I really have to say about that.

  • Beyond the Bakery

    It has long been held that aroma is one of the most powerful triggers of memory. This fact seems especially salient in October, recalled every time I catch a whiff of cinnamon. Sharp blue skies, sweaters unearthed from storage, the return of thick soups and roasts and quick breads on cool, oven-friendly afternoons make this my favorite month. Cinnamon invokes the memory of a breezy apple orchard scattered with brilliant fallen leaves in the fading autumn light, a golden afternoon forever linked to the golden spice.

    Cinnamon has been prized since antiquity. Pliny the Elder recorded in the first century AD that cinnamon was worth fifteen times the value of silver by weight. The Eastern traders who first brought cinnamon to the West closely guarded its true origin. By shrouding it in mystery and myth, they ensured their monopoly on the spice, as well as its mystique. Herodotus told of the fiery phoenix that made her nest from cinnamon sticks. Harvesters tried to offer the bird large gifts which they hoped, when brought back to the nest, would cause the nest to collapse, thus permitting them to gather the golden sticks.

    In truth, cinnamon isn’t really a stick—it’s bark. The first cinnamon, or “true cinnamon,” came from the inner skin of an evergreen tree native to Sri Lanka (once known as Ceylon). Now referred to as Ceylon cinnamon, it is still highly prized throughout the world. More common in the U.S. is cassia cinnamon, native to Southeast Asia. Whereas Ceylon tends to be a complex, less sweet cinnamon with notes of citrus, cassia carries the smooth and spicy-sweet flavors Americans are used to. A tree cannot be harvested for cinnamon until it’s around thirty years old. From the topmost branches, harvesters carefully cut the inner bark, which naturally curls into quills, or sticks. The bark destined to be ground into powder is cut in larger pieces from the lower, older parts of the tree, where the flavor is stronger.

    For many, the aroma of cinnamon is inexorably tied to sweets and treats: from cinnamon rolls and sticky buns to an apple brown Betty. One of my earliest memories is of waking up to a heaping mound of monkey bread, the pull-apart castle of dough balls drenched in a cinnamon glaze. From apple pancakes to pumpkin cupcakes to chocolate-chip cookies, there’s almost nothing I’ll bake this month that won’t contain some measure of cinnamon.

    But as the rest of the world knows, the golden spice has a life outside the bakery case as a key ingredient in savory dishes. Middle Eastern and North African cooks use it to flavor tagines, even lamb-filled pastries, and pilafs. It is featured in Indian spice blends such as curry and garam masala. The woody, earthy flavor of the spice makes it a natural for long, slow-cooked meats, like short-ribs braised in cinnamon and Guinness. When I slip it into chili, people are surprised, and sometimes maybe even a bit proud when they identify—and enjoy—that additional depth.

    Pork Tenderloin with Cinnamon and Apples

    Serves 4

    2 lb. pork tenderloin
    4 Tbsp. soy sauce
    2 Tbsp. cinnamon
    2 Tbsp. brown sugar
    1/2 tsp. salt
    2 Tbsp. mirin rice wine
    1 tsp. powdered ginger
    2 tsp. Dijon mustard
    2 tsp. lemon juice

    4 Tbsp. butter
    4 peeled , chopped green apples
    1 tsp. cinnamon
    1/2 tsp. cayenne
    1 tsp. powdered ginger

    Preheat oven to 325 degrees. Place pork in baking dish. In a bowl, add soy sauce, cinnamon, sugar, salt, mirin, ginger, mustard, and lemon and mix well. Pour over pork and chill for at least one hour, turning once to recoat. Bake until pork’s inner temperature reaches 155 degrees. Take out and let rest for five minutes.

    For apples: Melt butter in medium sauté pan over medium-high heat, add apples and spices. Toss to coat and sauté until apples are just beginning to soften. Remove from heat and serve over the pork.

  • Consider the Egg


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  • Apple Trippin'

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    This is the perfect weekend for an orchard run. Damn the bees, deal with the crowds and get out to support a local farm. Some of my favorites:

    Deardorff Orchards
    Out Waconia way, dontcha know. It’s a big farm with 5000 trees and a cool old barn built in 1900. I remember a cold weekend with a giant bonfire at this orchard a few years ago.

    Emma Krumbees
    It’s the Las Vegas of apple orchards. You’ll really have to fight crowds if you go on a nice weekend, but they have a ton of family crap to do. You’ll have to pay admission to get into the Great Scarecrow Festival, but it’s cool.

    Fall Harvest Orchard
    This real working farm is my family’s favorite. We feed the cows with big ears of corn, we play with baby pigs and pet chickens and goats. The wagon ride is one of the best, they actually talk to kids about flax and amaranth.

    Afton Apple
    Drive down to gorgeous Hastings for the corn maze and fall harvest raspberries before the frost!

    Sponsel’s Minnesota Harvest
    On a brisk day you can snack on your apples while taking in the Fall colors on the hiking trails. Better yet, sign up for the one-hour guided horseback ride through the bluff-top trails.

    Deer Lake Orchard
    Always hopping with live music/entertainment on weekends. Save this one for October 13th so you can check out the bluegrass Whistle Pigs.

    Pine Tree Apple Orchards
    I haven’t been to this one, but I have WBLaker friends who go every weekend. They swear it is WAY better than beating back the throngs at Aamodts.

    Minnetonka Orchards
    There were too many tchotchkes last year and not enough food, but just for the brats with cider onion relish alone….

  • Malarkey Rising

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    And so we’re down to the Top Chef Final Four: Hung, Casey, Brian and Dale.

    Here’s my basic take on the whole banana … Dale is there by luck, he seems the most susceptibe to pressure and in the final countdown, he might crack. Hung is being set up as the front-runner, but he’s being cast as the Tin Man: the robot without a heart. Will his ego and desire for technical mastery overpower the necessary quest for flavor and appeal (remember the cereal wonderland)? Casey has an amazing palate, which they keep telling us. She keeps calm, seems directed, but does she have enough spark and zip to produce some WOW food? She could be the contender to beat. And then there’s Brian, who I think has the skill and the personality to slip in and split the difference.

    I spent the last three days hanging out with Brian and I have to say, I think he’s got all the tickets. Granted, I haven’t had the chance to run around Universal Studios with the other contenders, so my comparison may be weak, but whatever. Don’t let the stupid hat fool you, Brian is a smart cookie: he listens to what the judges say. He has great technique and a beautiful sense of flavor, but he also possesses the understanding that he can always improve. Plus he knows how to use his huge personality to motivate and inspire his team. A true top chef needs to be able to manage a whole kitchen staff, not just one dish.

    The Malarkey Machine is hitting town this week. While he’s here to preside over a relative’s wedding (yes, the ordained chef is also known as Prophet Brian Malarkey … ahhh, the internet) he’ll be making the rounds on Andrew Zimmern’s show and KARE 11. Of course he’ll be dining at our own Oceanaire with a cadre of local chef buddies (Steven Brown among them), but you might catch him prowling around the hot spots like Brasa or one of his old favorites like Azia.

    Next stop … Aspen.

  • Do Bees Even Have Knees?

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    Yeah, they bug me too … like when I’m sitting on a sticky hay bale trying to shove a cider-brined brat with apple-onion relish into my face at my favorite orchard, and there’s nothing but the buzzing and the swatting.

    But.

    Have you heard about the bee paradox? It’s a full-blown mystery worthy of some reading.

    Read this.
    And then this.
    And finally this.

    And if you go into Figlio and catch Chef Rex, well he’ll just about talk your ear off on the subject.

    But I think yellow-jackets are still fair game.

  • All I'm saying is …

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    YES
    YES
    YES

    But only one square every five minutes.

  • TC Spamalot

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    hang in there little buddy….

    During last night’s Top Chef, I seriously had no idea who was going home. It could have been anyone.

    But first … LOOOOVED the quickfire challenge. The chefs got $10 and 10 minutes to buy something from one designated aisle at the market. I feel this all the time, when the kids are firing 50.3 million questions at me and I’m under the gun to be somewhere else in 5 minutes, I sometimes make a crazy grab for something for dinner that night. It’s only when I get home that I realize that I have to somehow work pickled beets into the meal.

    Casey and Hung were the extremes: she went with an ultra-safe and boring pudding parfait while he went for psychadelic cereal wonderland. The best part was that he was actually pissed that they didn’t go kookoo for his cocoa puffs, literally scoffing at their lack of vision for his freakishly unappetizing egg and cereal mess. CJ could’ve been a contender, had he not mixed up his salts and sugars. I was ecstatic that Brian turned his back on the canned seafood and went for SPAM. It was a brilliant move, surprising and strangely appetizing. Maybe he was channeling our local SPAM master.

    And Howie. Oh, Howie.

    Didn’t it seem that everyone was a little slap-happy that morning? More on that….

    So Brian wins and nominates himself as head honcho. Good for him. They’re told that they have to cater a fashonista party for Esteban Cortazar. Note Padma’s look of excitement and everyone else’s look of “meh”. But who cares who the little dude is, they have to throw together a fabulous party for $350. On a boat.

    Menu is planned, ingredient choices are made, the team seems to be getting along, yada yada yada. Hello, did someone forget to light the fire … under the chefs?

    Truth is, their menu was boring (which was the main complaint of the judges) and they spread themselves too thin. They could have each done a singular WOW dish instead of a few average dishes. All this was said by the judges, of course. The funny thing to me is how shocked the judges seemed by the performances of the final seven.

    To me, it was quite evident from the quickfire challenge that the “cast” is a little crispy. While we, as viewers, had a break from Top Chef last week with a re-run, the kids are on it 24-7. It’s every day for them, and they weren’t allowed to bring cell phones or make contact in any way with the people in their real lives. Is it any wonder that they’re all a little fried?

    It’s a marathon, not a sprint. Did Hung use up all his ideas in the first few days? Can the little speedster make it to the finish line? Howie couldn’t. Tired of working to figure out what the judges want, he’d had enough of trying to be something he wasn’t: namely, anything other than an old-school kitchen curmudgeon.

    Only time will tell who is best suited for the bright lights and big demands of celebrity chefdom, who in the end will be able to dig the deepest and pull out a brilliant menu and a final win. It’s anybody’s game now.

  • Delicious Relief

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    When the rain started falling in August, it did more than just water the tomatoes. Sadly it washed away many of the season’s hopes for farmers in Southeastern MN. Many farmers found their homes washed away or their fields under contaminate water. Luckily enough, there is a sweet connection to the area with many local chefs: many of the fine ingredients you see on local menus are grown there, as were local Winona boys Scott Pampuch and JD Fratzke.

    Slow Food MN is helping promote an online auction that will benefit the flood victims through the Winona Red Cross and the Sow The Seeds Fund. The auction will be posted Wednesday September 5th and run through the 8th. Some of the tasty items that will bring relief: Slow Food book collection, tour of Cedar Summit Farm, one year’s subscription to Edible Twin Cities and a market bag filled with local products, a night at Moonstone Farm, cooking classes at Let’s Cook, and much more. There’s even a six-course dinner to be cooked and served by a secret panel of local chefs, to be revealed on Andrew Zimmern’s Friday afternoon radio show. Bid on people, bid on.

    If you’re looking for the full belly along with a warm heart, this Saturday is the night to eat out. One Big Night Out is a collaboration by area restaurants to donate a percentage of their profits to flood relief efforts. Let’s face it, those on board are the top localvores: Birchwood, Cafe Brenda, Craftsman, Corner Table, Heartland, Jay’s Cafe, Lucia’s, Muffuletta, Nicollet Island Inn, Signature Cafe, Spoonriver and others.