Tuesday, 27 May 2008

Let it Blett









We all need something we can blett on
And baby you can blett on me.
We all need someone we can feed on And if you want it, well you can feed on me.
Take my heart, take my flesh,
Oh baby don't you take my
underripe, astringent, extremely unpleasant tannic fruit until I’m well and truly bletted…


Then you can blett on me..
.

These questions come up over the table, quiet meal before a busy day.

Our guest from Sydney asks about the persimmon, fecund? ripe? no bletted... a strange word that really has but one meaning, that of a medlar [top photo] when it attains full ripeness. Medlars are a strange fruit of the subfamily Maloideae of the family Rosaceae. They ripen after they fall and can only be eaten after they lose all their bitter tannic rather unpleasant flavour. They are great paired with a strong blue cheese, game or perhaps pork?.
.



Persimmon is another fruit that bletts. In full season now they come in two main varieties one of which is non astringent [Fuyu] and can be eaten firm but I prefer the astringent varieties that have a jelly like texture when ripe and a subtle flavour that is hard to describe. I think they taste like chestnuts, earthy slightly sweet but with a texture that makes them unique. We are serving them with a dry chocolate and cardamom creme and on the side the fruit bathed in a jasmine tea flavoured custard.











There are still some places left in this years fungi foray on this coming Monday June 2


To book tel 52362276.


There has been 30mm of rain over the past week so we may get lucky.

Sunday, 18 May 2008

Oil Oil Oil






Post haste!



Glorious autumnal days stolen for picking olives to spite the cheeky birds.
A bumper crop underestimated by a factor of 3 means the cavalry has to be called. Managed to pick half of them before light was declared.
Rendezvous with H, the best wild rabbits. Pure livers, hearts and clear lungs and a heritage that honours the rabbito's tradition. The farmed ones are just not the same.
First taste of our 2008 Arbequina a joy, everyone around here is picking olives from dawn to dusk. Tasted the fresh Camilo Ligurian oil, a product of McGovern’s vision.
Running late to Meredith dairy well after dark, Iraki boys milking, the sacrificial lamb for Wednesday's winemakers' lunch is tucked into pillow cases. Wonderful fresh caprini and blues ready for ripening.
The ute laden with translucent jelly persimmons of perfect ripeness, kilos of cumquats waiting for their embalming in the spirit of morello.
New ham stand for the Pedro pig.
Home at last with our fresh Arbequina oil… the menu awaits …have the medlars bletted?
Leo’s cotechino? tongue to pickle? Where’s the wine list? Have the bookings been confirmed? Saturdays class notes edited?
Is it going to rain?
!!!!!
Its pissing down, there is a god.



Draft menu for Sunday May 18

Spelt and potato bread with our freshly pressed extra virgin Arbequina olive oil
Camilo table olives [Ligurian varieties] Teesdale
----
Roman style broth with drizzled egg and Parmigiano Reggiano
---------------
Pumpkin and perilla pasties

Our soft dried tomatoes with fennel, peperone and black kale

Spanish style ham with tomatillos avocado and limes

Cannelini Beans with smokey eggplant

Choucroute of mussels with house-smoked ocean trout
------------------------

Crepinette of wild rabbit with roasted beetroot and pomegranates
Otway reds with garlic
Cauliflower and Succulent salad

------------------------------------

Upside down spiced cumquat and saffron cake
Vanilla ice cream

Yoghurt honey panna cotta with drunken morello cherries

Quince fool with a white peach sorbet

Chocolate and cardamom crème with persimmons and a lemon sabayon

Turkey livers slowly cooked in duck fat on toast
Provencale paste
-------------------------------
Coffee with a Slice of spice






Introducing Angela our new assistant cook who has brought a wealth of experience coupled with good cheer and a sense of timing that is exquisite….. thank you so much for making the kitchen shine again.
Saturday class then a classic service on Sunday with so many old friends and new visitors…. Still a hundred or will it be two hundred kilo of olives to pick tomorrow?
There will be at least 60 litres of new green glorious oil. The word is out, persimmons and cumquats are delivered by generous gardeners all in excess…
And to top it off 23 mm have fallen to begin a new season in the garden. Perhaps even some fungi in the forrest
Go Cats.

Monday, 12 May 2008

Take Two!








Smitten they arrive Priscilla-style, Nest or with balloons flying through the sun-roof.
Was it really 8 years ago when they were last here as diners?
That sad day, in mourning-black, they brought bags of marbles [I had obviously misplaced mine] and a volume of the Women’s Weekly Cooking for Two to get us through the coming dark days.
.
Wood Gary get the sex-kitten to sue?.
.
The gray corner table no longer need the high chair. The bambini, now elegant, young sophisticated ladies have blossomed to light up the room. .







.
.
There was Fear on table two from lofty heights to speedy trials and cats out of red bubbly bags.
.
The Romannee Drew some fine spirit from the Burgundy socks.
.
Wikki-for-two took their chairs home with them.
.
Wild strawberries nestled into the bookcase for the delightful long haul.
.
The now omnivorous unicorn cadet took the natural path and decided that mother should drive.
.
Bille carted Roses into the private room and gave mum a very good seeing-to.
.
Oh Neil you looked so radiant in your confirmed diet for two.
.

But the cigar goes to Clancy who did a lot more than take care of the overflow…

Tuesday, 6 May 2008

Playtime


We had a dress rehearsal on Sunday with a group of winemakers and some of the usual suspects in the dining room to help us iron out a few bugs to get this little restaurant machine operational again.
If I was to create a training course on how to open a new restaurant Jacques Tati’s 1967 movie Playtime would be compulsory viewing at the last session. It is shot in magnificent 70mm with such rich detail that it takes a couple of viewings to appreciate the full magnificence of the direction and cinematography. M. Hulot is back in a futuristic and oh-so-stylish Paris culminating in the some of the best restaurant chaos on film. A bus load of American tourists visit a just-about to open large Parisian restaurant.
While we had fun on Sunday it was possibly not quite so much as they had in Playtime.
Playtime in a restaurant is a luxury, but as with a pool, nothing beats diving in at the deep-end.

Here’s a youtube clip that does not do justice to it best seen on the very big screen.

Thursday, 1 May 2008

TALKING STOCK


Its exactly 8 years since we closed the restaurant, and tonight we embark on the first round of prep to get up and ready to open again. Stock has always been at the base of all our cooking and I wrote the piece below for The Australian in 2000 with a deep melancholy that only now has begun to thaw, so what better way to begin a new era than starting the first foundation stock?
The picture is of a plate by Pallisy the meaning of which is revealed in the story. It looks better than the soup, which tonight will be made with duck bones and giblets as well as the ingredients mentioned below. As to the other bits and pieces needed to open again I am relying on ancestral memory, and a good bit of chaos-theory.

Talking Stock from 2000 in The Australian

I’m getting withdrawal symptoms.
The beguiling scent of stock no longer permeates the kitchen.
For the first time in about twenty years I am not spending most of my waking hours in a restaurant. But where does this curious word restaurant come from?
The original meaning of restaurant was of a medicinal stock or soup used to restore health and vigour.
One of the earliest accounts of it occurs in a volume published in Lyons in 1557 by Bernard Palissy, the renowned French Renaissance potter. He is best known for his whimsical platters, decorated with three-dimensional crustacea and other creepy crawlies executed in an almost super realist style.

His book ‘Declaration des Abus des Medecins’ however is a curious attack on the ignorance and blunders of physicians, which questioned the recipe for this already established medicine.
In those days doctors would recommend an old hen or capon as the basis of the ‘soup’. Most cookbooks still recommend older meats for stocks. Palissy argued that a younger bird is “much fuller in nourishment and flavour”.
In fact the argument although valid now, was in fact absurd at the time because the original recipe for restaurant involved the distillation of the stock with minced meat, barley, cinnamon, roses, coriander and currants. The resulting dew was in fact nothing but distilled water.
Sometimes jewels, gold and other precious metals were added to the brew. A practice not lost on some modern restaurant developers in Las Vegas.
Over the next two hundred years restaurant was transformed into a rich soup and eventually gave a name to the public houses that provided this hospitality.
The story usually starts in Paris with M. Boulanger and his famous sheep’s foot ragout.
All cooks have their own ways of making stock and often define the way we approach all our cooking.

This simple stock contains lots of vegetables and meat, not just bones.
You will find it reduces well without becoming gluey if you wish to use it as a glaze. The clarity comes from the roasting of the bones to stabilise any blood or other impurities that may dissolve and make your stock cloudy.

The garnish is Parmesan, egg, and parsley in the modern Roman style. It could easily be dill, egg and lemon if you are feeling Greek.

They say the best cure for my kind of withdrawal symptom is a restorative. Until then this restaurant will do.



Stracciatella Romana

Serves 8 or 24

1 Whole beef shin cut like osso buco
1 Veal shank cut the same
1kg Chicken wings 1 small pigs trotter
1kg Carrots, 1 kg Onions peeled and cut into medium pieces
1 stick of celery, 1 leek cut into medium pieces
2 bay leaves 10 pepper corns 5 juniper berries
1 Whole head of garlic cut along the equator

For the garnish
150g finely grated Parmigiano
3 eggs
30g chopped parsley, salt and pepper

Roast the meats and bones in a hot oven till just browned.
Add all the ingredients into a large stockpot.
Add about 15 l of cold water. [A big pot is a sound investment]
Bring to the boil and let it boil hard for 1 minute Skim
Set to a low simmer for about 6 hours [open a few windows]
Dont keep skimming it while its cooking as all the impurities will form a natural raft on the top catching any new ones as the come to the surface
Skim again when finished.
Strain and cool overnight in the fridge.
Remove the layer of fat on the top.

Reduce by half it you should be left with about 6 l
Stash 4l in the freezer in take away containers for later.

Heat the remaining 2l, when simmering add the parsley the Parmesan while stirring and slowly drizzle in the eggs. Taste, season and serve immediately.