by Frank Deis » Sun Dec 21, 2008 11:49 am
OK, yesterday was my birthday, and with my neighbors we put together a "Keller Meal." Nearly every dish was from the French Laundry Cookbook, the dessert came from the Bouchon Cookbook. THAT was not a bad idea at all. It was tons of work but a spectacular occasion, and I enjoy providing the exact wines needed from my cellar. Twelve people.
Gravlax (Peter)
Cheeses (Lily et al.)
Bacon and Eggs (Frank)
Oysters and Pearls (Susan)
Chestnut Agnolotti (Susan)
Whipped Brie (Frank)
Fish and Chips (Susan)
Pot au Feu (Frank)
Bibb Lettuce (Ginny)
Vanilla Macarons (Louise)
For the "Bacon and Eggs" -- I don't have a mandoline (I have tried them and don't much like them) so I had to produce a beautiful Brunoise the old fashioned way, with a knife, a cutting board, a carrot, a turnip, and a leek. If you don't know what Brunoise is, basically it's like tiny confetti, except, like salt, when you look at it closely, it is composed of 10,000 little perfect cubes. It's demanding and it probably took me more than an hour to produce enough Brunoise. I put the raw cubes into a mesh tea strainer and lowered it into boiling water for a couple of minutes to cook it.
The pack I got from the Chinese grocery contained 18 quail eggs, so I prepared 14 of them, meaning I had 2 left over this morning, resting in the butter and brunoise. I decided, "WHY don't I just put this into a dish and cook it in the microwave??" Can anyone predict the result?
NOT ONLY did both eggs explode with loud pops in a matter of seconds, BUT ALSO the interior of my microwave was suddenly very thoroughly decorated with Brunoise confetti, adhering to the ceiling, back, and walls thanks to the melted butter. And what was left of all that hard work making the Brunoise had suddenly been turned simply into a mess that had to be cleaned up. I felt really dumb.
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