Wednesday, October 31, 2007

lunch with Diego


Last Texas post for the night. I'm tackling the easy ones and leaving the longer Fredericksburg narrative for tomorrow or beyond. Only so much I can do!

At the end of our weekend, on Sunday, we returned to Austin. Our flight was late afternoon, so we had a good amount of time to drop in on AJ and Holly, see their home, and meet Diego, their young son. The three of them then took the two of us to a busy Mexican restaurant called Polvo's. The food was fine, of course - I had the chile relleno al Nogal, Holly had the enchiladas de la casa, Conrad had a chicken fajita, and AJ had the beef fajita. Big portions, tasty food.

Diego? Applesauce, and beans adulterated with some salsa. I think AJ and Holly are wise to get him to acquire a taste for spicy food at an early age. Also, the kid is incredibly charming and well-behaved, truly.



I didn't get any photos of Holly, I am sorry to say. Next time!

Driving into and out of the Hill Country

Okay, the lamb shanks are done, and I have a cake in the oven. I'm not going to blog the Texas weekend entirely tonight, but I do have a bit more to share before bed.

I wasn't as alert and attentive to this as usual: taking photos along the drive. Signs are fun things to read: they give you some sense of arrival or impending arrival, they may be funny, they teach you new concepts. On the drive into and out of the Hill Country, I was struck with the thought that terrific and restful as the visit was, it was just a visit. Texas remains still kind of foreign to a true foreigner like me. But a fun visit, nonetheless!



Conrad, meanwhile, has done a lot of driving on our recent trips. When we're in BC next month, I'll take on a bunch of the driving chores.

Hallowe'en costumes

I am soooo not a Hallowe'en person. Leave that for Jeph. As he rightly notes, I'm a Christmas person (and, indeed, I have Christmas carols playing right now - I make no apologies for it either).

So it is that on a night that I've heard called a gay high holy day (whatever!), I'm at home finally catching up on my blog, oven-braising lamb shanks for dinner tomorrow night, and planning to get a cake baked before bedtime. I've been worn out lately, overwhelmed with work matters, and out of touch from e-mail and blogging while in Texas last weekend. Hallowe'en? Nope. Don't care.

But I'm not utterly immune to its charms. Last Saturday night Conrad and I were enjoying a couple of glasses of wine each at Lincoln St. in Fredericksburg. Well into our first glass and reading on a couch, we noticed streams of costumed folk coming in. As it transpires, there's a costumed pub crawl on bicycles in the town. Okay, not the safest idea ever, but there were some good efforts at dressing up. This woman was our favourite, and something of a ringleader, evidently.


This man's costume? If ever I do dress up in the future, I am stealing this idea. Apparently most of the others on the ride didn't get it. Odd.

Saturday, October 20, 2007

chocolate buffet at The Lobby

Two things I know about Conrad:

1. It can be difficult to surprise him. He's sharp.
2. It's even more difficult to find gifts for him. He doesn't want a lot of things, and if/when he does, he can afford to go buy them, so he does. Don't even get me started on the whole Coach wallet affair from a few Christmases ago!

It was our anniversary yesterday, and, of course, it's his birthday today. He knew something was afoot, but what that was, he didn't know. At all. I didn't hide from him that we had plans, but when I told him that we were having dinner at home last night before going downtown, well, he really had no clue at that point.

HA!

I got him onto the Red Line and downtown a little early, then dragged him window shopping both to kill time and to mislead him a bit more. And then, at 8:30, we made our way south on Michigan Avenue. Even as we bumped into Jim and Dan on the corner by the entrance to the Peninsula Hotel, he still didn't know what was going on. He probably had a few things worked out as we headed in to the hotel with them, but he didn't know everything. My gift to him: arranging for 6 of his oldest, closest friends (and a group we hadn't had all together in quite some time) to enjoy the chocolate buffet at The Lobby restaurant, my treat.

He was surprised, and delighted. I have mostly given up buying Conrad things. Giving him experiences is easier!

Paul and Allanand Bryan and Johnwere already seated when the four of us got to the restaurant. Jimand Dancompleted the group. And me, of course!

Half of us shared a bottle of a fine Australian Cab-Shiraz, Jim ordered a scotch, Paul went with port, and John and Bryan each tried a chocolate martini. Once drinks were ordered, we made our way to the round table covered with the amazing display and started helping ourselves.

Jeph will be a little disappointed that I didn't get a huge number of detailed photos of the spread. 20 different treats (we didn't count, that's the number the waitstaff told us), most of which were chocolate. A few were prettier than they were tasty, but heck, when you can go back for more, you just get the good ones again!




Conrad and I agreed (which is a little odd for matters related to chocolate) that this was the best: the chocolate and pistachio roulade.I think it was Paul who described it as being like really good Ho Hos. I think that's a compliment.

And just when we were beginning to consider a third (yes, third) trip up to the desserts, out came birthday cake for Conrad. And that, plus a glass of wine, capped his evening!

My one (constructive) criticism: it would have been perfect if they'd had some thing chocolate and peanut butter on that table. Yes, I know, bad of me to gripe about it. As if I was hard done by last night! We came home hopped up on sugar and quite content, indeed.,

51

The adorable guy on the left, next to Medgar? As Jeph noted, he's 51 today!

It's the oldest photo I have of Conrad, dating back to my birthday in 2001 (3 months before we started dating).

Happy birthday to my sweet handsome man! I love you Conrad!

Friday, October 19, 2007

Wave (dining with Kent)

Backtracking to Tuesday night here. It's kind of late (for us) on Friday night, but we're a little hopped up on all the sugar from tonight. I'll get the photos uploaded, and then try in the morning to add some text.

(Saturday morning now. Sunny out. Conrad is off to a work event, and I'll swim soon)

Kent came to town earlier this week.We happily get together with him (and his partner, Geoff) at any opportunity, and it gave us a chance to revisit Wave. We'd been there twice before: once, when it had only just opened, we had lunch with a friend; the other time was earlier this year when Dave treated us to a cooking demo/dine event on a Saturday afternoon. This was our chance to have a proper dinner.

Kent had an overseas flight to catch that night, so it made for a very early dinner - our reservation was at 5:00. The hip and trendy bar and lobby were hoping at the W Hotel where Wave is located, but once we ran the gauntlet of "beautiful people", we found that we were the only people actually dining in the restaurant. That's always an odd feeling, but we didn't pay it much attention for the most part.

The restaurant's menu features a number of small plates and a smaller selection of larger ones. We decided to dine family style and share all the plates we ordered. I think it worked out well. We started small and enjoyed marinated cheese, olives, and peppers;

the yogurt dip that came with the bread service;

heirloom tomato caprese salad (which Conrad and Ken liked enough to quickly ask for another once the first was done);

a dish of grilled octopus;

fish of the day, an Arctic char served with eggplant and preserved lemon;

a side of garlicky broccolini (and not pictured was a clay dish of very good garlicky spinach)

duck breast (in the foreground) that was fine but also kind of took a back seat to that ultra-smooth cauliflower puree(!);

and a trio of dessert tastes, including pistachio cannoli that I thought were the prettiest and nicest of all.

Kent brought a bottle of good Spanish wine for us to enjoy, so we're grateful to him not just for his company but also for the delicious tipple! We're just sorry that United would not fall for his southern charm and upgrade him, gratis, on his red eye to London.

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

braised lamb shanks


By happy coincidence, Conrad was going to be late home from work and I was called on to coach tonight. I say happy because I had lamb shanks thawed, ready to cook for dinner. Meat that benefits from a long cooking. Wonderful.

They were, in fact, wonderful. Rich. Meltingly tender. I rubbed them with olive oil, thyme, some of my coarse fennel and saffron salt, and pepper, then browned them up a bit. Once browned, they went into a roasting pan, and I tossed chopped garlic and finely diced onion into the pan to soften. To this I added some white Alsace wine, chicken broth, and capers. When it came to a low boil, I removed it from the heat, poured it over the shanks, covered the roaster, and popped it all into a 350 degree oven.

Half an hour later, before I headed to the pool, I turned the shanks over in the liquid and said my goodbyes.

An hour and a half later I got off the elevator on our floor and was lovingly assaulted by the fragrance of the lamb, filling the hallway and tempting Conrad when he came home about 45 minutes later. I had turned the heat down by this point. When he went down to the gym for a quick treadmill, I strained out a bunch of the liquid, added some white wine jelly to sweeten it a touch, tossed in some capers, and let it reduce a bit. Very rich, even if I did de-fat it some.

By the time Conrad was done his shower, it was time for dinner. We enjoyed the remnants of the Alsace wine and barely needed a knife to handle the meat. On the side I set a simple little salad of fava beans, walnuts, feta, and a bit of tomato. Nope, no one going hungry at our place!

Oh look, I'm on a plane!

A photo from our return from Vancouver, somehow missed by me. Whoops.Yes, it really does get across exactly how luxurious United's Business Class is. Or something. Hmmm.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Marie's birthday (Cooking with BC's Best dinner)

Oh gosh, now this was a ridiculous steal of an evening.

My beloved big sister, Marie, turned 39 a few days back, and by happy coincidence, a store we like to frequent on Granville Island was hosting a demo/dinner that very night. Edible BC is not only a terrific place to buy BC foodstuffs (alas, no wine), but it also has a good selection of events. On our previous visit to Vancouver we chose the October 9th event to celebrate Marie's birthday, and she gladly acquiesced.

Cooking with BC's Best is the name of the series, and we were to enjoy a demo and dinner provided by Chef Don Letendre of Elixir in the Opus Hotel over in the Yaletown neighbourhood. Truthfully, I've only ever had a cocktail in the bar at the hotel, so I did not know at all what to expect of the chef. Still, we figured we were in for fun.

Yep, we were.

The Granville Island Market closes at 7, and at 7:20, store staff let us in to their corner of the place. A long table for the 16 of us was set up in the walkway outside their store (and really, it's a covered market, so their store is a large stall). Chef Letendre and a sous-chef (Andrew? I think, hmmm, not sure. Sorry.)had set up in one end of the store with their provisions and cooking gear. Much of what they'd done had been accomplished beforehand at the restaurant, of course, but they were able to explain things and show it off well.

We took our seats along with 13 other people we didn't know. That was one fun aspect - the conversations back and forth were lively and unforced. We ended up, for example, with good restaurant recommendations for the future.

The store owners made introductions and told us what to expect. We had menus at hand. They would photograph things and send us the images and recipes, so for once Conrad and I kept our camera tucked away. Champagne (our only non-BC wine of the night) was poured, and we were served the first of three amuse-bouche treats: Pecorino-quince lollipop.
Chef Letendre explained how it was made, a few people asked questions, we ate them greedily, and then the next amuse came out: prosciutto cone with herbed goat cheese and watermelon.
Same procedure, again very yummy, then #3: hamachi and BBQ eel with soy-mirin glaze.

Then it was time for the real demo. We gathered around the stove - with 16 of us, it was no problem seeing what was going on - and were told how they went about making the matsutake (pine mushroom) with soba dashi.Now those of you who read this blog may recall that I generally loathe mushrooms. The exception, of course, are the pricey ones, and this was no exception to that exception. One delightful touch in the broth was the last-second addition of a little slice - almost a chip - of lime zest. It added the right citrus note to the whole bowl. I had no difficulty whatsoever with these mushrooms. The wine? Sake, the Junmai Nana, from Artisan SakeMaker on Granville Island. Conrad and I never seem to visit the Island when the sakemaker's store is open, but now we know to make an especial effort on a future trip.

Next demo: Albacore tuna carpaccio with smoked olive oil, salmon caviar, and wasabi crème fraîche.I should mention at this point that there was an abundance of good bread provided for us along with dishes of an oil/vinegar dip that had people guessing if it was made with apples perhaps. In fact, it was a white balsamic vinegar and oil product bottled together and for sale at the store. Marie bought some. I liked it, but I was more delighted by the smoked olive oil they put out for us. Not everyone was keen on it, though they conceded it went well with the tuna. A terrific additional touch with the tuna was a very light sprinkling of smoked sea salt. An unexpected bit of crunch with the unctuous tuna, oil, and cream. The wine was an unoaked Chardonnay from a favourite label of mine: Joie.

Final demo: Lamb loin with licorice carrots, buckwheat honey lamb jus, and sautéed collards.I tell you that when the garlicky herbed butter they were using hit the hot pans, I could have fainted. I likely swooned a little. This course was one Marie had some trepidation over. She is not a fan of lamb, and I've always known her to hate licorice. Still, it won her over enough. The wine won EVERYONE over: the Laughing Stock 2005 Portfolio, a delicious red blend.

Chef Letendre did not demonstrate any further courses though he had plenty more of interest to say. A course of three BC cheese came out (a camembert style cheese, a blue, and a goat's milk cheddar),paired with an Elephant Island (hey, we visited that place in 2005!) Pear Wine, and capped with a little dish of petit fours: champagne truffles, fruit jellies, and a green tea macaroon with grapefruit filling.

A wonderful night, and I seriously shake my head to think of how relatively little it cost us (under $80 each). We also received a discount to the store, and I picked up a few things as a result. The 2008 schedule is available already, and at the very least we're keen to do a Chinatown walking tour. Edible BC hosted an outstanding event, though, and for Marie's last birthday in her thirties (hey, I'm her baby brother, of course I'm going to rub that in!), it was quite a celebration.