Jun 29, 2014

grilled dorade night


when i crave a bit of happiness, i usually revert to cooking and food (yes, simple pleasures). nothing's better than a good meal, shared with your loved ones. a couple of days ago, we made a decadent dorade grillée girls' night at my fabulous friends. need i really say more? or do the pictures transport you in a parallel world of lush, summery, bbq inspired, simple nights of bliss, too?

we picked the wild mixed flowers bouquet on a hike together on mount pilatus the day before. and the white flowers are my friend's; they're bell flowers. all vases you see - checked and gold one - are en soie. hands are my friends', as alwas, and i love you. 

for the dorade (gilthead), simply stuff it with herbs and lemon, roast it on the grill for 20 to 30 minutes, then enjoy. oh, and the lemony roasted potato salad can be found here, as made previously several times (summer staple). 

Jun 25, 2014

poached salmon on artichokes, fava, peas & herbs - al fresco


summer is finally, and officially (since saturday) here, and i'm determined to make the most of it. which means: dining al fresco whenever possible. 

isn't the concept of eating outdoors a rather european one? or anyways, it feels like it is to me. summer holidays in europe have always been linked to being outside as much as possible, from breakfast do nightcap. when we were in milan last weekend, celebrating my friend getting married in only two weeks (eep!), we actually rarely ever stayed inside (except for the odd trip to a shop, ahem). everything, from a chilled coke on ice with lemon to a lavish three course dinner was consumed outside. even the club where we stayed was open air. 

so here's my home version of a dinner al fresco (on my tiny balcony, at the even tinier dining table): poached salmon on fresh, confit artichokes with fava beans and peas and lots and lots of herbs. don't forget to light a couple of candles for extra glam factor.

the recipe can be found on bon appetit. careful, it's a rather long one, yet also not that difficult. the confit artichokes that i used for this recipe can be found here, separately, and with more detailed instructions.

oh, and how great is it to have such a handsome guy pose with a plate of your food? yep, consider me lucky.

ps: of course, we did eat this again in milano - and i was in heaven. 

Jun 23, 2014

strawberry, watermelon & yoghurt breakfast smoothie


i have always been a morning person. unlike many other people, i find it easy to get up early - and feel good about it. mornings, i feel, usually work in my favour. what i enjoy most is to spend some time doing household chores, tending to my plants or simply planning the day - with my pink notebook and the 'smoothie of the day' to keep me company. it makes me feel like the world is, in fact, an okay place, and that maybe something good is on the horizon. 

strawberry, watermelon & yohurt breakfast smoothie

ingredients:
1 cup watermelon, diced
1 cup strawberries, diced
1 cup yoghurt
1 tbsp. manuka honey
1 tbsp. oat bran
1 tbsp. chia seeds

directions:
blend the watermelon and strawberries together in a food processor until smooth, add the yoghurt, oat bran and chia seeds and pulse to combine. sweeten with manuka honey if necessary. serve cold (i.e. use chilled ingredients and serve immediately). 

Jun 19, 2014

zucchini with egg & basil oil


i ended up having a minor major breakdown, when i realised - after an extremely hurried macbook cleaning session - that, apart from lots of superfluous stuff that i had gotten rid of, i'd also deleted way more things than necessary. things being: hundreds, if not thousands of pictures, as well as prepared posts that i carefully prepared for you. hours and hours of work were lost in the process. but, what can i say? once i start cleaning up stuff, it's hard to stop me. like, the other day, i started to get at my clothes… only to realise much later, that i threw away a pair of jeans that could have been turned into an awesome pair of cut-offs… i'm really trying to see the positive in all of this. especially since my macbook is now still as slow and tedious as pre cleaning. sighs. alas, it's just what it is: an empty iphoto cache, no more prepared post pipeline security bliss, and no diy (the cutoffs) to do. it's what food blogger nightmares are made of, basically. i'm now in the post-denial mode, where i'm striving to re-cook and re-shoot as many pictures as possible. starting over has become my new mantra and all day to do. it's a very instructional process. 

so, here's one (!) picture that i could save: zucchini with egg and basil oil. it's a solid recipe. especially when asparagus season is over and you're looking for something equally healthy and fast to make. search no more! turn to zucchini! it is zucchini season, after all. 

zucchini with egg & basil oil

ingredients:
3 zucchini
4 eggs
1 bunch basil, leaves
4 tbsp. olive oil
2 tbsp. white wine vinegar
1 tbsp. grainy mustard
1 tsp. honey
1 drop harissa 
1 tsp. maldon sea salt

directions:
bring a large pot of water to a boil. blanch the whole zucchini in it for about 7-8 minutes, until tender but still firm. drain and chill in ice water for a couple of minutes. then slice lenthwise into 6th, set aside. boil the eggs for 6+ minutes until firm. then drain and chill as well. peel when completely cooled and chop finely. put aside, too. 

make a quick basil oil by pureeing the basil in the oil. add the vinegar, mustard, honey and harissa, stir to combine and season with a bit of maldon sea salt. arrange the zucchini wedges on a plate, scatter the egg on top and drizzle with the basil oil vinaigrette. serve immediately. 

Jun 17, 2014

when at the bar...


there are few things i like as much as a good, cold, classic drink for cocktail hour. preferrably at some bar that looks and smells of some place exotic, far away. the right drink at the right place has the ability to transport you to any given fabulous place, without actually leaving your ol' hometown. all you have to do is find the right bar. the old crow bar in zurich has this potential. it makes me feel like i'm in new york, somewhere. that's why when i was invited to a whiskey and rum tasting there by glengrant - a traditional single malt scotch whiskey brand - i was happy as a cocktail umbrella at happy hour. in private… i always thought women who drink whiskey are super fabulous. and clearly, to turn into one myself, it was now or never (i do spot my chances when they jump me in the face, ahem). 

right up, we were served a delicous, slurptastic, refreshing welcome drink, consisting of glengrant whiskey (naturally), ice cold apple juice (for real, friends!), mineral water* and ice. just... trust me on this one: it goes down like… uhm, lemonade. next up, we were able to taste a couple of differently aged glengrant whiskeys. i got to the conclusion that - unlike many other things - whiskey actually turns better with age. the grand finale was the 50 year old appleton estate rum, aka the oldest rum on earth. pretty impressive when you drink a glass of the golden liquid that only a handful of people around the globe get to enjoy. it was rather fancy-schmancy. and yes, i liked it.

so, i'll raise my glass to you and say "slangevar!" - which, by the way, is the scottish version of "cheers" and means "to good health" - and thank you for the experience and the new york state of mind.

* yes, actually, the chef de bar told us to go ahead and mix whiskeys with water, if we like, and we're not to be teased for it, because it's a good thing. hehe.

Jun 11, 2014

tarte tropézienne


i like things that take their time. don't all good things do? take yesterday morning, for example. i went running. it was already rather hot out at 7am, so it was a slow and languish run. but i was still advancing. and i was so lucky to experience a mouse crossing my path (literally) with her short but hurried legs, brown fur and large ears. we were both running for the sheer pleasure purpose of it, it seemed. and i saw a heron, majestically standing there on one leg (why do they do it? cold feet?) taking a sun bath. he stood there stock-still. and if i wasn't sure it's impossible, i'd swear i heard him hum with happiness, just there. 

why does the heron take a sun bath, in all peace and quiet? he's got all day to soak up the sun. actually, it's rather inevitable for him to be out and about and exposed to the sun, anyway. yet, he stood there, purposeful, seemingly determined to seize the moment, to slow down, to put this morning's moment to good use while he (and i'm somehow convinced it was a dude) still had the chance. in spite of what's to come.

i felt an odd connection to the heron. just like him, i was starting the day with a slow run. not thinking of later. or, okay, i was thinking of what's next, actually. i was making mental to do lists and notes. but also, i was just getting lost in the moment, in running, in the sunshine on skin sensation, in the soft (and warm) breeze, in the happiness of the moment. the heron as my example.

also, i sometimes like making things that take time, recently. does it come with age? i must have lost some of my juvenile jumpiness, somewhere, somehow, along the way. suddenly, i like to make breads, or maybe cookies, or anything that's a nuisance, in a way. because it's strangely meditative and exhilarating to be lost in the process of baking or cooking or creating. some call it dedication, even. let's make small things - cooking dinner for someone we really like, cleaning, ironing, or doing the laundry, maybe - with great dedication. and give the tasks more meaning, so, and make them our happy moments in the process.

now, if you're up for a nuisance: making brioche is the ultimate baking challenge. the art of brioche making requires many a skill. among them: accuracy and paaaaaaatience. both of which i am not remarkably well-known for. ahem. still, i had to give it a go. because i just love me a good tarte tropézienne. it reminds me of st. tropez (unsurprisingly, because that's why it's named tarte tropézienne, obviously… kaching!) and maybe of the south of france and summers spent there, lazily by the beach and busy eating cakes and patisserie at all times of the day. so, brioche making was the challenge. and although you can't taste the final result (and they were really good, the tarts, the big one and the small ones, equally) i leave you to judge weather i lived up to it.

tarte tropézienne 
recipe adapted - as ever so often - from the bouchon bakery. i should make a category for 'bouchon bakery' recipes here on f&f. as always, it's a massive recipe. but i said it was a challenge, so… don't complain! because i surely didn't (not all the time, anyway). and another note: at bouchon, they make the tarte tropézienne with nutella plus pastry cream. i must say i was intrigued. yet, i thought my first real attempt at making a tropézienne had to be the classic version. you can flavor the crème patissière with some orange blossom water. we didn't though. we like ourselves some plain vanilla. pure, plain and simple, vanilly vanilly. btw: makes 1 large (about 25cm diameter) and 4 small tartes.

for the brioche:
175 g all-purpose flour
4 g instant yeast
21 g granulated sugar
4 g fine sea salt
88 g eggs
29 g whole milk
79 g unsalted butter, cut into tiny cubes
note: everything should be at room temperature (because thomas keller says so).
egg wash
pearl sugar

for the pastry cream:
132 g egg yolks
1/2 vanilla bean, split lengthwise, seeds discarded
110 g granulated sugar
83 g custard powder or all-purpose flour
550 g whole milk
27 g unsalted butter, cut into tiny cubes, at room temperature

directions:
start by making the brioche ahead of time. and i mean well ahead of time. like, "the day before" ahead (oh, and it helps sometimes to read the recipe first, ahem. i'm not implying i never do that, because i sometimes do). even more so if you do not own a stand mixer. ahem. *

grease a large bowl with some oil. place the flour and yeast in the bowl of a stand mixer fitted with the dough hook and mix for about 15 seconds to distribute the yeast evenly. add all of the remaining dough ingredients, except the butter, and mix on low speed for 4 minutes. continue to mix on low speed for 30 minutes. add the butter a few pieces at a time, incorporating each addition before adding the next. stop and scrape down the sides and bottom of the bowl and push the dough off the hook. continue to mix for 10 minutes. using a bowl scraper, release the dough and turn it out onto a lightly floured board. the dough will be sticky. pat, stretch and fold the dough and place it back in the prepared bowl, cover and set aside for 1 hour. after that, repeat the pat, stretch and fold, place back in the bowl again. cover and refrigerate overnight. 

line a sheet pan with parchment paper. prepare a cake ring, sized at about 25-26 cm diameter. lightly flour your work surface. using a rolling pin, roll the dough out, flipping and luffing it, into a 1.5 cm thick round that is just slightly larger than the cake ring. transfer the brioche circle to the parchment lined sheet pan. dip the bottom of the cake ring in flour and tap off any excess. center the ring over the dough and press it down into the round of dough in one clean motion. remove the trimmings (and make four tiny tartes with this - but bake separately). brush the top of the brioche with egg wash. cover the sheet pan with a clean towel and let proof for about 1.5 hours, until the dough has risen halfway up the sides of the ring. 

preheat the oven to 160 c / 325 f. brush the top of the dough with egg wash again and sprinkle with the pearl sugar. bake for 28 minutes in a standard oven, until the top is a golden brown and the center is baked through when tested with a toothpick. set the pan on a cooling rack and cool completely. the uncut, unfilled tropézienne can be stored wrapped lightly in a few layers of plastic wrap at room temperature for up to 3 days or frozen for up to 1 week. 

when cooled, carefully run a paring knife around the edges of the brioche to loosen it and lift off the ring. using a serrated knife (bread knife) cut the tropézienne horizontally in half. lift off the top and set aside. 

for the pastry cream**, set up an ice bath. place a medium bowl in the ice water and set a fine-mesh strainer over the bowl. put the yolks in the bowl of a stand mixer fitted the whisk attachment. scrape the seeds from the vanilla bean, add them to the yolks, and mix on medium speed for about 30 seconds. reduce the speed to low and slowly pour in the sugar, then whisk on medium speed until lighter in color, about 1.5 minutes. scrape down the sides and bottom of the bowl, then whisk on medium-high speed for about 3 minutes, until the mixture is pale yellow and thick. when the whisk is lifted, the mixture should form a slowly dissolving ribbon. 

reduce the speed to low, add the custard powder or flour, and mix for 30 seconds. scrape down the sides and bottom of the bowl. with the mixer running on the lower speed, slowly pour in the milk. scrape the bowl again and mix on low sped for another minute, or until combined. pour the mixture into a large saucepan, set over medium heat, and stir gently until it begins to thicken. switch to a whisk and whisk as the cream comes to simmer, rotating the whisk around the bottom to keep the cream from scorching. once you see bubbles breaking the surface, cook for about 5 minutes longer, whisking constantly, until the pastry cream has thickened. pour the pastry cream through the strainer, pressing gently on it to push the thickened cream through. whisk for about 1 minute to cool slightly, then whisk in the butter in 2 additions. pour into a covered container and press a piece of plastic against the surface to prevent a skin from forming. refrigerate for at least 1 hour. the cream can be refrigerated for up to 4 days. 

when ready to assemble (i.e. ideally just before serving), stir the pastry cream to loosen the consistency, then transfer to the pastry bag (with a round tip). beginning in the center of the bottom layer of brioche, pipe a spiral to within 1 cm of the edges. pipe a second spiral of filling on top of the first spiral. replace the top half of the brioche and press down gently. 

the tropézienne is best the day it is made, but the dough can be baked up to 1 day ahead, wrapped in plastic wrap, and stored at room temperature. the tropézienne can be filled up to 2 hours before serving and refrigerated.

* you will need a stand mixer. if, by any idiocy, you should try to make this with a hand mixer, like me, then, well… good luck. and lots of time. because your day will seem to flow by with nothing else but mixing. also, i must be the last cook on earth without so much as an idea of a stand mixer in my kitchen. literally not even a hint of it anywhere. and to be blunt, because that's what i'm good at, i mean a kitchen aid… okay? a kitchen aid has been on my wish list for, like, oh, only the past 10 years? not really urgent, see. but, here's my apply to kitchen aid international: 

dear kitchen aid marketing people, i'm sure you're fabulous. should you read this, and should you want to consider making me a brand ambassador, i'd willingly oblige. and the color of choice would be white or silver. but i'm not picky, ofc. yours faithfully, eternally, sunshiny, scarlett

** thomas keller is a son of a bitch. sorry. but it has to be said eventually, by someone, and i volunteer, because i'm selfless like that. he's a son of a bitch, because his pastry cream is, admittedly, super delicious, but also a hell of a lot of work…? craziness. should you want to go for another recipe, i really can not blame you. 

Jun 9, 2014

blue blues


here's that bouquet i told you about, for my friend who was getting married (civillian) on friday. i want to stress that i think there's no better thing than a blue bouquet (something blue, huh?) for a bride. apart from the fact that i'm obviously anyhow smitten with blue flowers. don't ask me what it is that i've got going on with them… i mean i like pinks and whites in flowers, too. it's just that, those blues…? i find them the most intriguing. those blue hues make my heart sing. take this pale blue, to the extent of being almost greyish (the freshest buds, at least), delphinium. i almost get lost in their beauty. when larger and opened up, the blooms turn into a more vibrant azure with a hint of pink. these made for the perfect petal confetti. the prettiest waste my house has ever seen, maybe. no, definitely. or that almost pinkish purplish "chinese mint" (at least that's what they're called around here). or the blue blue of the nigellas. let me get lost in color, all day, if i might.

note that i'm no pro whatsoever at flower arranging. i just go as i feel it makes sense to me. and try not to get lost in day dreaming in the process and dreaming of deep blue seas and vibrantly blue, cloudless summer vacation skies somewhere exotic and hot.