January 5, 2012
Food and the pursuit of life’s great pleasures
If you asked an Italian what the most important things in life are, they would probably reply ...family, love and food… This is because to most Italians, asking if you’ve eaten is the same as asking how you are. To Italians, eating, or rather, eating well, is a way of life. Food is an emotive experience. It's sensual, it's visceral, it tripwires all our senses. Think about some of the best moments in your life and I guarantee you they probably involve food in some way. The intention of this blog is to share my passionate relationship with food and zest for life and love with you. I hope that in the pages you find sources of inspiration, great information and a sense of wonderment at all that life has to offer through the stories I will share with you. These stories are raw and about real people and real life experiences. I have used fictitious names for the wonderful people whose lives I celebrate on this blog.
My relationship with food can be traced back to the womb. Raised by two extraordinary Greek-Italian women, I learnt very early on that food was my second religion and began to worship it. It is an interesting time for a child growing up in a household where English was the third language and the idea of bringing an Australian school friend home was a foreign concept. Particularly challenging was in the school yard during lunch. The differences between me and the Aussie kids stood out like a neon sign particularly when it came to what we were having for lunch. While the Aussie kids were eating their vegemite-cheese sandwiches and tim tams, I sat on my red and white chequered tablecloth and chowed down on home-made ravioli with spinach and ricotta, slices of crispy ‘porchetta’ (a savory, fatty, and moist boneless pork roast) and a black olive and blood orange salad.
My love of food, fresh produce and cooking took on new dimensions when I moved to Italy with my mother and grandparents as a young child. The colours, sights and sounds of the fresh produce markets was a wonderland to me. Pyramids of primary coloured fruits and vegetables of every variety laden to the sky, furry rabbits and brilliantly plumed pheasants suspended from the market umbrellas, a kaleidoscope of gelato revealed a mystical, new world. Even at 7, I couldn't wait to make magic in my grandmother’s kitchen. What an adventure it was to make fresh pasta dough, boil kilos of plump roma tomatoes to make homemade 'sugo' in the copper boiler in the backyard and have to cover my ears to stifle the sounds of our next door neighbours killing the pig to make our signature pork and fennel sausages.
Here’s one of all-time family favourites and is even more delicious accompanied by a nice glass of pinot grigio. Salute!
Coniglio al Agrodolce (Sweet and Sour Rabbit) serves 6
Ingredients
1kg farmhouse rabbit
2 tablespoons extravirgin olive oil
2 cloves garlic
½ cup plain flour
½ onion (leave whole)
½ lemon (leave whole)
1 tablespoon capers
1 tablespoon white vinegar white wine (approx. ¾ cup)
1 litre chicken stock
2 bay leaves
Heat a medium sized casserole dish, add olive oil. Cut rabbit into small pieces and coat in flour. Pan fry rabbit until golden brown, adding salt and pepper to taste. Cover for a few minutes until the rabbit releases its own water. Strain juice. In a little extra olive oil, return rabbit to pan adding capers, vinegar and enough white wine to cover the bottom of the pan. Reduce the liquid and add chicken stock. Cover the casserole with a lid and cook the rabbit in the oven for a further ½ to ¾ hour at approximately 180 degrees Celsius. Serve with roasted potatoes, boiled first and then fry up with a little garlic, olive oil, rosemary, salt and pepper. Ideal to serve with cold boiled spinach drizzled with olive oil and lemon juice, salt and pepper.
January 4, 2012
Get a Taste of the Lifestyle of the Rich and Famous in Bali
Hu’u is named after a magical toll off Sumbawa, known by surfers for some of the best waves in the world. Hu’u is set on a 20,000 square foot area of sprawling “eden”, complete with 14 meter lap pool, and expansive wooden lounge decks. You cannot begin dinner in Bali without sampling one of the delicious cocktails every restaurant offers for no more than 120,000 rupiah ($13). I had a lychee blast – a frozen pyramid of tangy lime, fresh ginger with the delicate fragrance of lychee muddled with apple mint. It was sensational.
For entrées, we ordered seared scallops with tom yum risotto. The scallops were plump, chargrilled perfectly and partnered perfectly with the tangy flavour of the tom yum risotto. For mains we ordered a 400g Waygu T-bone and a grain-fed Australian veal chop. Both dishes came with sides of truffled mash potato, grilled mixed mushrooms and a leafy green salad. Hearty and fresh, both dishes packed great flavours. The T-bone was disappointingly chewy making the veal chop the clear winner of the evening.
For dessert we ordered the free form black forest cake. Each element of the dessert was served individually on a long white serving dish. This confused, lack lustre dessert was a disappointing finale to an otherwise sensational meal. Overall, Chez Gado-Gado gets a 3.5 out of 5
Joining the ranks of Bali’s finest is a new Turkish restaurant guaranteed to delight – Tulip (tulipbali.com). Tulip’s chef Fahri Karatas comes with quite the pedigree, former Executive Chef at the Hilton Istanbul who has cooked for prime ministers, royalty and celebs. Tulip is a stylish, modern looking restaurant with tables set up to overlook the restaurant's very own rice paddy – a must have for any restaurant of high standing in Bali. Our host Dani, a Romanian expat welcomed us into the restaurant and explained the history of the restaurant and how to best order from the extensive menu.
To begin, we ordered one of the fresh mango daiquiris which at 50,000 rupiah a pop ($6AUD) was a treacherously boozy path we ventured down. Sweet and pulpy the daiquiris are the best I have ever had. We couldn’t just stop at one. The daiquiris were accompanied by a basket of fresh hot Turkish bread and oven baked pide. We then sampled a platter of cold Turkish mezes which included stuffed, baked zucchini, hummus, muamurra (baked red capsicum, walnut and garlic) and muttabal (roasted eggplant, yoghurt and tahini) amongst other dishes. Cold and delicious all the mezes were nothing short of more-ish.
For mains we ordered Tulip’s signature 7-hour braised lamb shoulder and marinated, herbed lamb cutlets. Served with simple mashed potatoes and roasted tomatoes, the lamb was so tender is fell off our forks. It was sublime.
For dessert we could not resist the home-made profiteroles filled with crème patisserie and smothered in melted dark chocolate.Food at Tulip was scrumptious and at a fraction of the cost of other high end restaurants in the area. Our only critique was the selection of dinner music – a Japanese father and daughter-looking team who squealed operatic arias through the loud speakers and gave us migraines. We’d go for Turkish tunes and hot belly dancers any day. We gave Tulip a 4 out of 5 rating.Like a phoenix rising from the bomb debris, Bali has emerged from a marred reputation to become an affordable holiday destination of platinum quality. It’s survival of the fittest here, so if restauranteurs want to stay around the pressure is on to take food to new epicurean heights. Bali, in my opinion, is leading the way gastronomically to world class standards .