New Year Barbecue – Sort Of

January 1 was clear and sunny here in western Washington, but cold. My idea of a good time is not tending a grill all day in cold weather, so I found another recipe in Cook’s Illustrated for indoor barbecued pulled pork.

To the novice: Barbecue is not a slap burgers and hot dogs on a blazing grill affair. In the South, it’s cooking a large hunk of meat at low heat for a long period of time until the collagenous connective tissue gets softened. Meats that aren’t naturally tender get barbecued: Brisket, pork shoulder (or the whole hog in eastern North Carolina), or ribs. Wood is the preferred fuel for barbecue. When we barbecue ribs outdoors, we do it on our gas grill with water-soaked wood chips to add smoke.

The recipe makes some accommodations to moving the barbecue process indoors. Since it’s not a good idea to have wood chips smoking up an indoor oven, the recipe calls for liquid smoke in the brine and in the mustard you massage over the meat before sprinkling on the rib rub (I used a 1:1 blend of black pepper and hot smoked paprika). The meat is brined for two hours, rubbed and sprinkled, then placed on a rack in a roasting pan. Cover the meat with parchment paper, then foil, and bake at 325° Fahrenheit (F) for three hours. You then uncover it, pour off the fat in the pan, and put it in the oven for another hour or two until the internal temperature reaches 200°F. Let the meat rest a bit, then shred it with two forks and mix with barbecue sauce of your choice. Being a lazy bum, I thinned out some store-bought barbecue sauce with some cider vinegar to roughly approximate the Lexington (NC)- style sauce. [Disclosure: I spent seven years living about 1/2 hour north of Lexington, so I am schooled in the Lexington way of barbecue.] I also made some Lexington-style vinegar-based coleslaw to put atop the pork in hamburger buns. Plain old squishy buns are traditional, but I used onion buns. In eastern North Carolina, the barbecue sauce is little more than vinegar and cayenne pepper, and the coleslaw is mayonnaise-based. South Carolinians use a mustard-based barbecue sauce on their pulled pork. This is as wrong as putting mayonnaise on a pastrami sandwich.

If you want to go whole hog (so to speak) with barbecue, you can have other sides. Hush puppies are traditional in Lexington. You can also get beans, greens, or fries (preferably sweet potato). Dessert is generally banana pudding made with Nilla Wafers, cobbler, or pecan pie. And, as luck would have it, I made pecan pie yesterday as well.

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Pie for Strength

Julian grew up in Miami. However, he’s a SINO (Southerner in Name Only) with the exception of two food items: Pie and barbecue. We’ll get to barbecue shortly.

He started lobbying for pecan pie over the holidays before Christmas. We had a plethora of cookies and candy in the house, so I put him off until New Year’s Day. Today is New Year’s Day.

The first step was to make a pie crust. My weak link is pastry. I refuse to keep shortening in the house because trans fat is not a good thing. My mother makes an oil-based pastry, but I’ve never had much success with it. I seem to have the best success with a butter-based pastry made in the food processor. While the pastry lump was chilling in the fridge, it was time to turn my attention to the filling.

Step two: Which recipe do I use for the filling? When one has over 500 cookbooks, there are many options. I settled on a recipe from The Florida Cookbook, by Jeanne Voltz & Caroline Stuart. The filling was pretty standard, using pecans (no kidding!), dark corn syrup, a wee bit of butter, and lots of eggs. The crust was rolled out and put in the pan. The filling followed suit.

Step three: Bake the sucker.

Step four: Admire your handiwork.

Dang, I'm good!

Dang, I’m good!

Step five: Consume. As it happens, Julian is going to have to binge-eat this pie tonight. He has a medical procedure next week that requires him to abstain from nuts for five days beforehand. It’s hard work, but someone has to do it.

The title of this post is the former slogan of The Park Café in St. Mary, Montana, just outside the east entrance to Glacier National Park. Their current slogan is “The Power of Pie”.

Words to live by

Words to live by

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Rant, by Request

Last night Julian made Thai-Style Chicken with Basil out of a 2010 issue of Cook’s Illustrated. Unlike most stir-fried chicken recipes, this one uses low temperature. He was dubious, as always. His dubiosity peaked when he added the chicken and it took longer to reach appropriate eating temperature than a regular stir-fry. Here are his comments, edited for a family-friendly blog post:

“Define medium-low heat for me. What’s medium-low on a Viking professional range is high on ours. It depends on the ambient temperature and the pan used. Should it be defined as pan temperature? Should we buy an infrared thermometer and measure the pan surface temperature?”

Have I mentioned that Julian is a recovering physicist?

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Do the Time Warp Again

This post has nothing whatsoever to do with the Rocky Horror Picture Show. I’m one of about 6 people in my age group who’s never seen that film, mostly because this farm girl’s usually asleep at midnight. (How come theaters never have matinee showings of this movie?)

Today we went to a bank in our old neighborhood of Wedgwood to start the mortgage application for our condo. I describe this process as having a simultaneous root canal and colonoscopy without benefit of sedation. Fortunately, the loan officer we’re dealing with is gentle with us. After the application, we walked to the other end of the strip mall and had dinner at the Wedgwood Broiler. We’d been there several times over the years. Our former landlord recommended this place when we first moved to Seattle. This place is stuck in a serious time warp. The decor screams old school: Wood paneling with slatted room dividers, upholstered booths, and perforated brass heat lamps over the kitchen counter. It’s easy to see old boys working on a steak here with a Manhattan…or two…or six…

The menu is also firmly settled in 1965, when the restaurant first opened. Since when do chichi bistros offer liver and onions? The Broiler also serves burgers, steak, and fish. The alcohol menu is more current, as it serves several permutations of Moscow Mules. Julian ordered the London Broil, while I had the lasagna. No alcohol. The meals were fairly straightforward mid-America. No arugula or kale in sight.

One pleasant surprise: The check for the two of us was under $30. I’ll take this kind of time warp.

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Bacon Baklava?!?

[To my observant Jewish, Muslim, and vegetarian readers: You might want to find less incendiary posts to peruse, like the ones on firearms.]
Sunset magazine is one of my go-to reads for recipes. Every so often, it publishes a recipe that goes above and beyond the pale. Last year’s was bacon baklava.
I saw the recipe in the December issue and thought, this is way too weird. It reminded me of the now-legendary Bacon Explosion recipe that appeared in The New York Times several years ago. Julian’s reaction was the same. A couple of days later, my occasional officemate Deb brought in a foil-wrapped package. She said, “I just had to try this new recipe from Sunset.”
I knew exactly which one. “You didn’t!” I exclaimed.
“I did!” Deb replied with a laugh.

Never ones to turn down a treat, my coworkers and I gave it a try. The best response was “It’s so wrong it’s right!” We also took samples home to our respective spouses. Julian was dubious, as he always is, but became convert enough to make it for one of our holiday get-togethers.

Here is the link to the recipe. In essence, the bacon partially replaces some walnuts in a traditional baklava recipe. In deference to our walnut-allergic friends, I recall Julian used pecans. Instead of a sugar syrup, warm orange marmalade is poured over the top at the end of baking. One small piece is guaranteed to fill you up. [Scientific reason: Fat slows stomach emptying.] This is NOT a low-fat recipe. Remember it did not come out of Cooking Light or Weight Watchers; therefore, pace yourself.

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A Quiet Dinner

After three straight nights of partying with our friends, it was definitely time for a dinner à deux. Julian roasted an unrolled boneless leg of lamb similar to what I described in one of my earliest posts, although he did it in the oven rather than on the grill. He made the mint-red wine vinegar sauce, along with frozen peas and the baked potato recipe that appeared in the latest issue of Cook’s Illustrated. Normally we microwave our “baked” potatoes, but he figured this was worth a shot. The spud was fluffier than when microwaved, and the flesh near the skin separated easily; however, I’m not sure it was worth heating the oven to 450° for over an hour. [We don’t have a toaster oven.] I uncorked the bottle of 14 Hands Hot to Trot Red that I’d bought him for Christmas. A pleasant meal.

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This Year’s Cookbooks

It’s good to live with someone who’s willing to enable my cookbook habit. Even spookier, Julian knew which two cookbooks were at the top of my list:

My Christmas gifts.

My Christmas gifts.

The Food Lab plays into my geek side. (Remember, science is my day job.) Zahav, on the other hand, covers the breadth of Israeli cooking with some non-traditional twists. It contains a recipe for tabbouli made with quinoa, which will be welcomed by my friends with gluten issues. Stand back, it’s time to get cooking!

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One Menu to Feed Them All

Last night was the annual Christmas Eve dinner/white elephant extravaganza. Tonight we’re making duck à l’orange for a smaller crowd. There are still the food allergy land mines, but we’ve found a menu that avoids gluten, alliums, walnuts, and zucchini:

Guacamole without onion/garlic and corn chips

Duck à l’Orange

Roasted brussels sprouts

Salad

Brown/wild rice blend

There will be cake, cookies, ice cream, and challah. Wine, too.

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So This is Christmas…

Last week I went to my usual salon to get my hair cut. Lena had the All Christmas radio station playing. Most of the songs are so overplayed that I’ve considered wearing noise-cancelling headphones around town throughout December. Then, just as I was leaving the shop, I heard the voice of John Lennon singing his message of peace on Earth and good will to all. He cut through the chestnuts, sleigh bells, and snow men to the core of the holiday.

Today an editorial in The New York Times also brought me back to the optimism that Christmas and the New Year should engender. Here’s the link to the piece, but the last paragraph bears reprinting:

“Evil is everywhere, and anger and hatred are loud. The shouting drowns out the quiet; tragedy and disaster block the view of the good. Yet there are always signs of progress toward a better future. Look, or you may miss them.”

Merry Christmas.

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A Few Further Words on Firearms

I wrote the previous post on firearms two weeks ago. In the meantime, I learned details of the event that inspired the post. On December 6, a man who had a long criminal record hijacked a car at gunpoint in downtown Seattle. He led the police on a high-speed chase through several neighborhoods and carjacked a few more vehicles until he got into a shootout and was killed right in front of my church. This occurred about 40 minutes after I left that day.
The following week my minister filled in some blanks about the shooting. Although services were over, there were two meetings and a memorial service in the church at the time. When the shooting began, two staff members locked doors and warned people to shelter in place. One door would not lock, so these two people stood by the door to make sure no armed person entered the building. In essence, they were willing to lose their lives to protect the others.
This episode brings up the issue of freedom vs. responsibility in gun ownership. How did the carjacker get the gun? He should not have been able to purchase a weapon given his criminal record. Did someone buy them for him, or did he steal the weapons? If he did buy them on his own, who sold the guns to him? Do the Second Amendment absolutists believe that this convicted felon had a right to purchase and carry weapons? Finally, why should staff members of churches, temples, or mosques need to have active shooter training – and worse, have to use it? It’s a shameful commentary on our society.

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