Why Fusion Sucks

I have some complicated, maybe irrational feelings about fusion cooking.

My first response is not to trust it. The worst restaurants in Evanston are these doglike, pandering places that label themselves Pan-Asian or Pan-World, that will give their customers practically anything they want however they want it. One place, opened recently, serves chicken drenched in sauces from all over the globe, kind of: Thai peanut, Italian Alfredo, Japanese teriyaki. Customers can choose one, or choose all. The philosophy is have it your way. The result is that nobody leaves happy.

With these trendy new places the word fusion is code for “We’re willing to make it if you’re willing to buy it.” And more often than not, “Please think we’re cool.” Naturally this is bad for the form. And despite the worldly, progressive sheen of the word, I think it masks a certain kind of fear. It’s the fear of serving food that’s simple, food that rejects gimmick, fear of saying to the precious customer, “our food is good enough the way it is.” Continue reading

End of Summer Peking Duck

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I feel like there’s a lot of mystery surrounding the preparation of Peking duck.

At most good Chinese restaurants you have to order it at least a day ahead if there’s any hope of getting it on your table. This has to do with the fact that there is a very narrow bridge of time in which the duck can be enjoyed as intended–that is, with supremely crispy skin and liquid fat.

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So Chinese restaurants aren’t trying to annoy you when they ask exactly what time you will be enjoying your duck, they’re trying to protect your eating experience, which I think is great. No self-respecting Chinese cook would ever leave Peking duck just sitting around. In fact my mother had this spasm of annoyance with me when I interrupted her process to take these pictures. So if the photographs are not up to their usual standard, blame the perfectionism of an exquisite cook. Continue reading

Sticky Rice, Pork Belly, Lotus

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My favorite food as a kid wasn’t mac and cheese, or pizza, or the Happy Meal.

It had nothing to do with brownies or chocolate cake. It didn’t involve spaghetti. Instead, it was a dish that a quarter of the world is probably very familiar with, just not this corner of the world. That dish is zong zi, these happy little packages. And so prettily wrapped.

The closest thing I could say to describe it is that it’s like a Chinese tamale, but different. For one, the starch component is sticky marinated rice, not masa, and it’s wrapped in lotus leaves, not corn husks.

When my father sampled one from our latest batch, he let out a gutteral, unselfconscious moan I associate with only the best food. “Two thousand years of culture,” he said, “and you get this.” Continue reading

Eating in Shanghai

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It has been a crazy week.

Now that my tour of Shanghai, Nanjing, and Yangzhou is over, I can take a moment to reflect back on what I’ve seen, felt, and… eaten. Naturally.

My first afternoon in China was spent in Shanghai with my mother’s cousins. They took us to a fancy-schmancy Schezwan (read: not for the faint of heart) restaurant for lunch.

The food was weird, even for me, and I count chicken feet as regular brunch fare. It was a satisfying meal, but let me say I paid for it dearly later that night. I’ll leave it at that.   Continue reading

Two More for the Smorgasbord

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I met crisp bread this weekend.

It is a Nordic cross between cracker and bread (think matzah) made of rye flour. The Scandinavian poor have been eating it for centuries. The hearty crackers travel well and keep for months. This fact hints at crisp bread’s gastronomic charms. It is, in every way–appearance, texture, taste–a little like cardboard. The earliest form of crisp bread was probably carried into battle by the Vikings. That dates this food at at least 1000 years old. Continue reading

Curry Yellow Pea Soup

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I’m one quarter Swedish, but it might be more accurate to say that I’m three-quarters not-Swedish.

Though one set of great-grandparents came directly from the motherland knowing only the language and culture of Sweden, most of what I know about Sweden comes not from family history but – like all good things – from Ikea.

When “The Spinning Plate” decided to do a short series of posts on Scandinavian cuisine, my thoughts first drifted towards lutfisk and ostkaka, two foods that have remained in my family’s lexicon if not in our cookbooks. But both lye soaked fish and milk curd cake seemed too… daunting. So instead, I settled on another Scandinavian standard: ärtsoppa (i.e. pea soup).

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This Pancake Won’t Fall Flat

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I remember vividly the first time I saw a filled-pancake pan.

It was featured prominently in a Williams-Sonoma catalogue, with a recipe for lemon curd and marscapone filled pancakes. As soon as I saw it, something clicked. Pancakes. Filled with deliciouness. It was a no-brainer, but the possibilities were breathtaking. After doing some research I found out that the concept of a spherical pancake was Danish, and that these pancakes were known as ebelskiver.

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Steakhouse Swedish Meatballs

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The last thing I expected to be making for this blog was meatballs. I hate meatballs.

Generally speaking.  Their texture is too often like gummy meat paste, or worse, reminiscent of sandpaper. There are so many bad meatballs out there.

When we chose Scandinavian food as our first international recipe project, I was a little apprehensive. More than a little. Nightmaric visions of open-faced sandwiches piled high with mayonnaise and boiled eggs and pickled herring swam before my eyes.

Considering my prejudices, Swedish meatballs seemed the most unlikely challenge to fall into my lap. So of course it did.

I didn’t stick to the book on this recipe. I decided to take some of my favorite steakhouse ingredients– thyme, red wine, onions, Worcestershire sauce, and mushrooms–and use them as inspiration for my meatballs.

And they were… delicious. Really. I used ground sirloin, red wine-caramelized onions, and panko breadcrumbs in the meatballs. They were on the loose side, but I like them that way. No gummy texture! I piled them high on creamy mashed potatoes and topped them off with an earthy portabello mushroom gravy. Who knew meatballs could be so reminiscent of a steak dinner? I didn’t. It was the perfect stick-to-your-ribs meal for a dreary Chicago winter day.

– Angela M.

Steakhouse Swedish Meatballs

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Ingredients:

For Meatballs:
– 2 lbs. ground sirloin
– 1/2 cup panko breadcrumbs
– 1/3 cup beef broth
– 2 eggs
– 1/2 tbsp chopped fresh thyme
– 1 chopped onion
– 1/4 cup red wine
– 2 tsp. Worcestershire sauce
– 1/2 tsp. ground allspice
– 1/4 tsp. ground nutmeg
– Salt and pepper

For Gravy:
– 5 portabello mushrooms, sliced into 1/4 inch wide pieces
– 2 1/2 cups beef broth
– 1/2 cup heavy cream
– 1/4 cup red wine
– Small bunch fresh thyme
– 1 tbsp butter
– 1 tbsp flour
– Salt and pepper

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Directions:
Preheat oven to 200 degrees. In a saute pan over medium heat, caramelize the chopped onions with 1/4 cup red wine, about 10 minutes. Meanwhile, combine ground sirloin, panko breadcrumbs, eggs, beef broth, thyme, allspice and nutmeg in a large bowl. When onions are translucent and reddish-brown, fold into ground sirloin mixture. Form meatballs into 1 inch balls. Be careful not to over-work the meat, or the meatballs will become tough. Heat olive oil in a large pan over medium-low heat. Add the meatballs and saute until brown on all sides. Transfer meatballs to an oven-safe pan and place in oven to keep warm while making the gravy.

Add the portabello mushrooms and several sprigs of thyme into the meatball pan drippings and sautee over medium heat until softened, about 5 minutes. Add beef broth and heavy cream and heat through, about 5 minutes. Meanwhile, in a small pan over low heat, combine 1 tbsp room temperature butter with 1 tbsp flour to form a rue. With a fork, stir the rue into the gravy to thicken it, then add the red wine. Let the gravy simmer for 5-10 minutes over medium heat to thicken before serving.

Serve meatballs and gravy over mashed potatoes. Garnish with chopped parsley and enjoy!