New Cubik & Origami Record Out NOW!!

George C. wrote this in the early afternoon:

Hey FF readers- our record label just release a GREAT new record- check out the info below and grab a copy, whydoncha? Now back to our regularly scheduled food stuff.

~ AVAILABLE FOR SALE NOW ~
High Quality Downloads
Doomsday Shotglass
Handmade Etching Prints by Jonathan Barcan

Toxic hurricane sludge, endless war and the eternal question of what to do with one’s Saturday night when the world’s about to implode… Cubik and Origami mine these topics and more on Slept In On Doomsday, their forthcoming release on Dinner Party Records. Originally known for the slow-burning downtempo funk of their eponymous debut on Wide Hive Records, and an intricate beatbox/instrumental EP in 2007, the duo have since broadened their outlook, quilting electro, IDM and indie rock details into their earth-toned hip-hop tapestries. The resulting record, their most song-driven work to date, draws comparisons to such disparate acts as Four Tet, Danger Mouse and The Album Leaf.

~ FREE SAMPLE TRACKS ~
In-Flight Message
11th Hour (Eliot Lipp Remix)

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Pressed

patrice wrote this mid-morning:

On my weekly visit to the farmer’s market last Thursday I stumbled upon a seasonal booth. They have these every year; a group of vendors who only come to market at holiday time. This particular booth was selling preserves and oils. I know that preserves are a great way to get your fruit fix in the winter, when a lot of trees are barren, but I’ve never actually attempted to make my own.
They had two particular items that caught my eye: Meyer Lemon infused Olive Oil and Meyer Lemon curd. If you remember, I have a meyer lemon tree in my yard, and am still on the hunt for ways to maximize my bounty. My orange tree is ripening up, my pomegranate tree looks just about ready for harvest, and my meyer lemons are going to be plump and orangy-yellow within a month.

So I’m really curious about making some fruit preserves and some home-bottled flavored oils.
Right now I’m hunting for glass bottles and jars that I can use. Pretty vintage glass ones would be nice (provided they still have seals). You can boil the glass to sterilize and then you’re good to go.

oil

I’ve found two methods for creating flavored oils:
cooking the oil and bottling or
cold pressing the oil

The heating method involves sauteeing the oil and herbs/juice/spices before straining it into a jar and sealing. This oil will keep for up to two months in the fridge.

The second method simply involves bruising the herbs/squeezing the juice/chopping the spices and putting them into the bottle with the oil, allowing it to sit for two weeks. The second method takes longer to make, but doesn’t run the risk of burning the oil.

Here’s my plan for the holiday:
Hazelnut infused oil
Meyer Lemon olive oil
Rosemary and thyme oil

Also, preserved meyer lemons
and jars of lemon curd.

Guess what you’re all getting for a holiday gift?

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fallin’

patrice wrote this at around evening time:

There is a big signifier of fall for me, that I feel suffers from far too much persecution. It’s butchered, burned, smashed and left to rot. A poor fate for one of my favorite seasonal fruits. Occasionally it is given the respect it deserves, mainly from chain coffee shops flavoring their lattes with it, but I am a perennial fan. We share a first initial, so of course I have to support.

pumpkins

Since we’re smack in the middle of fall I decided to kick off my pumpkin fix with cupcakes (of course).

Pumpkin is so great because you can put it in dessert or dinner. Pumpkin risotto is just as fantastic as pumpkin pie.
Or you can, you know, just leave it on your porch with candles burning in it… I love that smell.

batter

Pumpkin cupcakes:
Mix
1 cup pumpkin (not pumpkin pie filling)
3 large eggs
1 stick of butter (unsalted)
1/4 cup chopped candied ginger
ginger
and 1 cup sugar together with an electric mixer until blended.

In a separate bowl mix 1 1/2 cups flour, 3/4 teaspoon baking soda, 3/4 teaspoon baking powder, 1/4 teaspoon salt, 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon, and 1 teaspoon ground ginger. Add this mix into the previous pumpkin mixer using an electric mixer.
flour

Bake the cupcakes at 325 degrees for just about 22 minutes.
pumpkin cupcakes

And some cream cheese frosting for good measure.
I buy a light cream cheese… something with less fat and whipped, to give the frosting a fluffier texture.
Mix 1 8 oz. tub of cream cheese with one stick of butter and 1 teaspoon of vanilla extract.
butter and cream cheese
Use an electric mixer to slowly mix in 3 cups of powdered sugar (a little bit at a time) until you have fluffy frosting.
For this batch I also added 1 tablespoon of whole milk and two dashes of cinnamon for fun.
Frosting

(recipe from Cupcakes)

Slather the frosting on the cupcakes after the cool and eat with apple cider. Saving pumpkins from becoming jack-o-lanterns one batch at a time.

pumpkin cupcake with cream cheese frosting

Best eaten while wearing a warm fuzzy sweater.

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I, For One, Welcome Our New Coffee Robot Overlords…

George C. wrote this in the late afternoon:

Coffeeeeebottttttsssss

…but I do wonder what they’re talking about over there. Spooky.

(full story on these beauties in a couple)

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New stuff up at FF’s sister blog.

George C. wrote this just before lunchtime:



You knows it!

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salting my game.

patrice wrote this mid-afternoon:

On a recent camping trip my husband and I fell into typical roles. I was strutting around in my fifth outfit of the day, mixing cocktails for everyone. He was posted by an open fire, sharing deep dark secrets about his other love: barbequeing.

grill

I am the main cook in the family, but there is one area that is his domain and it is known as THE GRILL.

Lately he has delved into the world of rubs and the art of mixing just the right spices to massage into your meat to bring out the flavor. We’ve stopped drowning chicken in marinades, and have moved on to a subtler seasoning.

On this particular camping trip he was introduced to the purest of all rubs: the dry brine.

Regular brining involves lots of liquid and can be messy. Dry brining involves only one ingredient and is fairly easy. All you need is salt. That’s right. The purest of seasonings, the most basic crystalline savory molecule. It is so simple, so versatile and so tasty.
We sampled a few pieces of chicken over this open fire (I was now in a red and white polka dot dress with white sandals and white sunglasses) that had been dry brined. DIVINE! Who knew the least amount of seasoning could bring out the most amount of flavor?

We headed home, determined to give this dry brining a whirl.

Now, while super simple to prepare, a dry brine takes a lengthy time to go to work so be prepared. All-in-all you need to let it sit for two days in the fridge after the initial rub so plan accordingly.
For our first run, we didn’t want to master the dry brine on it’s own. Oh, no… we wanted to experiment! I rushed to Whole Foods, where their selection of salt once sent me into a dizzy confusion over the sheer amount of choices. This time, though, I knew exactly what we needed: smoked salt.

smoked salt

What better salt to use in a dry brine on the barbeque then a smoky one?
The exact ratio we were instructed in was 3/4 tablespoon of salt for each pound of meat.
We selected a free-range, hormone free chicken from the market. The juicy sucker was medium sized… maybe four or five pounds.

Get your bird and clean out the organs. If you have a dog, feed this offal to them (no need to waste… and dogs love raw meat occasionally, whether or not you feed them a fully raw diet. Just make sure to give them enough time to digest before you try to feed them kibble so they don’t get sick).

The actual rubbing part was tricky. You have to get it into the meat, under the skin, without removing the skin. Some of it tore in places, but on the whole it worked fairly well. We covered it and stashed it in the fridge to marinate in its own juices.

The salt passes through osmosis into the juice of the bird, and that is the beauty of the dry brine. When it was completed, we chose to barbeque it beer can chicken style and oooooohhhhh.

beer can chicken

Slippery moist morsels of chicken. The two of us ate the whole bird ourselves because we are occasionally ridiculously gluttonous.

I think the ratio of salt we were given was a little too high, but it could just be that the smoky flavor was more intense.
I may experiment with other salts to see how they come out.

For dessert… throw a couple of peaches on the grill and bake an oatmeal/brown sugar crumble in the oven to sprinkle on top with soy ice cream.

peaches

George approves of the peaches.

georgie peach!

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Hand-Cranked Coffee Grinder Imminent!

George C. wrote this in the early morning:

Let me set the scene…

Imagine, you wake up in your tent, perhaps curled up next to somebody cute. You rub your bleary eyes, red and itchy from last night’s indiscretions. “Coffee… Coffee! COFFEE! NOW!” you think. The tent flap zips open. Nature in all her glory fills your nostrils. You take a moment to spread your arms and emit a contented yawn before quickly assembling your drug paraphernalia. Stove, moka pot, cup, grinder.

Wait, grinder? In the woods?

You fill the hopper, turn the handle for a while, and brew up a few spectacular cups as your campmates thank their lucky stars. Ahhhh, life is sweet, isn’t it?

Still in production today but little-used outside of coffee geek circles, quality hand-cranked coffee grinders often have grinding mechanisms to rival the most rarefied big-dollar electric grinders. A not-so-obvious plus is that, due to the sweat of your brow powering the grinder instead of a motor, the RPMs at which the burr spins are far lower. This means the beans will be heated less by friction, which means better coffee. The only downside is, you’ll get a little exercise and wait a little longer. So be it. Coffee is a ritual. Why shouldn’t grinding it be a little ritualistic?

I picked up the above, a vintage 50s model from German maker Zassenhaus, on Ebay just now, for a pittance. Not only will it probably outperform my current home grinder (a Nemox Lux, no slouch), it’ll come in handy for the oceanside coffee roasting party I’m currently drawing up. Please, lord, let UPS be gentle this time.

    *UPDATE!*

The grinder arrived in great shape, with some construction surprises- the red domed top is actually beautifully milled out of wood, and swings out in two hinged halves. The whole mechanism’s definitely in need of a little lubing and a good clean, but it happily ground a shot so fine it choked my Aeropress, and the next just fine enough to create a wonderfully fragrant cup. I’m in love.

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