Thursday, April 17, 2014

#tbt #3 - Canada is the best!

I have a lot to say about Canada, but I'll have to say them tomorrow cause my throat is killing me and the comfort of my bed and covers is calling... my..... name....Tomorrow you'll find gorgeous aquamarine lakes, delicious Canadian (not traditionally) food, and awespiring landscapes below (why is Canada so freaking cool?):
Lunch view
Basil Margarita mmm...

Alberta Beef Burger w/ Rice Bun
Chicken w/ Wild Boar Bacon in Cream Sauce
     Our first stop: Lake Louise! Ok, it technically wasn't the first stop but it sure was the first memorable stop. While I've seen the deep sapphire waters of Capri and the crispy, clear aquamarine of the Bahamas, the opaque teal of lake waters in Canada surprised me. It was beautiful. It's hard to describe, aside from the fact that I just felt really good staring at it, because of how infrequently you see such a rich shade of blue/green in nature. On this particular day, Lake Louise was duller than her full potential due to the fact that it was overcast about 80% of the time we were there. After a simple lunch in the Fairmont Chateau, we took a walk around the lake, following a path full of tourists admiring the view. I'd be outside every day if I lived nearby.
Lake Louise
      Afterwards, we drove a bit deeper into Banff National Park to Moraine Lake. I thought Lake Louise was beautiful... this was a recurrent theme, each subsequent lake even more beautiful than the previous. Out of all of the ones we saw, however, Moraine Lake had the deepest of colors. We took a short hike, encountered the most beautiful golden eyed mutt somewhere along the way, and stood atop a hill overlooking the lake admiring its beauty for a good hour.
Moraine Lake
That color...
     Lake after beautiful lake. Overall, when describing it to people, it sounds like a horribly boring trip. Truthfully, we spent a lot of time inside a car with a cranky toddler but the times we spent outside surrounded by nothing but nature made it so worth it (we live in Los Angeles, imagine!). Specific locations, since we traveled between Banff and Jasper National Parks, became a little blurry. I wasn't too concerned with where we were or what we were doing, all I knew was I was seriously enjoying this trip.
Bow Lake
     On the way to the Athabasca Glacier, we passed by this lovely nugget of awesome: Bow Lake. It's much bigger than the two previous lakes we had gone to. A clear, sunny blue sky really showed off the natural color of the lake well. Again, we took a stroll around where we could, probably stepping into places we shouldn't step into. I wanted to take a dip and almost did (not sure if this is even ok).
Athabasca Glacier
 We decided to take the on-ice Athabasca Glacier "tour", which is basically, a bus picks you up, takes you onto the glacier in this awesome ice explorer vehicle with 5 foot wheels, you walk around, drink some crisp-as-heck glacier water, bus takes you back. They shared a couple of horror stories of people walking around and falling into ice tunnels where the ice cracked and gave way beneath their feet. It was pretty cool - pun intended - walking on a giant slab of ancient ice.

Heart of Palm and Mushroom Salad
Dirty Vodka Martini (the girl didn't know what a dirty martini was!)
Local Caught Trout
Dry-Aged Alberta AAA Strip Steak
     Following the glacier, we drove to Jasper National Park and stayed at this little lodge quite... literally in the middle of nowhere. It was clean, decently packed, and located close to some waterfalls that we visited after dinner. We ate both dinner and breakfast the next morning in the lodge restaurant. The food was fair but the service was beyond horrible. They really weren't that busy, with only 5-6 tables filled, and it still took over 15 minutes for anyone to even ask if we would like drinks, and another 30 minutes to get our drinks and salad. My husband wasn't thrilled.
      In Jasper, we took a humongous hike along Maligne Canyon; I can't remember the exact distance but I remember it being absolutely exhausting... and extremely exhilarating. The entire time we cross-crossed between the two sides of the canyon, separate by raging waters carving even deeper into the earth. I wish I had more photos, don't because we barely stopped, just hiked!
Bow Lake on the way back
So THIS IS REAL CANADIAN BACON. It said "Canadian back bacon" and for some reason I was surprised when Canadian Bacon came. The egg yolks were almost orange in color.
Caribounotamoose - ok is it actually caribou? It's a female elk!
Jack and Raspberry
Mushroom Soup
NY Strip
Steelhead Salmon w/ Beurre Blanc
Braised Beef Shortrib
Bone-in Ribeye
     We finished our trip with three days in Vancouver, attending my husband's cousin's wedding and visiting with his aunt and uncle. The day before we left, the five of us went out for dinner at Seasons in the Park in Queen Elizabeth Park. Our hostess was kind enough to seat us by the window with a gorgeous, albeit faraway, view of Vancouver. The food was very delicious. We all split a trio of sorbet, and my husband and I shared a Monte Cristo (Grand Marnier, Kahlua, hot coffee). The Jack Daniels cocktail I had, which came with raspberry and lime, was more or less the best thing I've ever had. I can't remember the name of it and I certainly wish I can recreate it at home.
     In addition to the places and foods I posted, we visited a couple of places in Banff, stayed there for a night, had some real fondue, and traveled around Vancouver a little. It was a blast riding the SkyTrain in a formal dress and heels!

Friday, April 11, 2014

DIY Dry-Aged Steak

     Last May, my husband and I, with our daughter, took a drip down to the Big Easy and while this is another story altogether, one particular event during that trip led to this post. We stopped by Rouses one day for some fruit (since all we had been eating were lunches and dinners out in the French Quarter) as well as some crawfish they were selling for cheaper-than-dirt. Inside the market near the meat department, there was a glass case full of sub-primal cuts of beef dry-aging to various lengths of time. Before this, I had paid no mind to anything that said "dry-aged" because frankly, I had no idea what it even meant. Of course I've seen this term on menus in fancy restaurants though generally speaking, we don't eat much steak outside of home.
     What caught my eye was mostly the price tags - $200-300+ for each cut, which I now realize is very cheap compared to the dry-aged steaks high-end meat purveyors sell such beef at. At the end of our trip, we went home, with the dry, jerky like meat stuffed to a far corner in the back of my mind.
     In the past few months I've done extensive Googling of steaks, dry-aged, "wet-aged", cooked, uncooked (this is a very, very weird past time of mine). After hearing people rave about how amazing dry-aged beef is, I decided to give it a shot. I found a few, rather vague guides to dry-aging at home, but this particular page told me everything I needed to know. I have a spare, brand-new full-sized Samsung fridge sitting in my garage, which gave me the perfect environment to do this in. Although Kenji suggests using a desk fan inside for airing the meat, I decided against cutting a hole into the seal of the door to do this...


     I really, really wanted a rib with the fat cap intact but this is all they had at the Handy Market. The butcher was particularly happy when I asked him not to trim anything, to which he said, "this is the easiest prime rib I've ever sold!". So, this being the best I could do, I bought 3-ribs worth which came out to be about 8.5 lbs (originally I asked for 4-rib because I swear prime ribs are not this big!!! Every time I see them at Costco, they're really very small and the bones are small). Since the rib bones were way larger than I remember, and the meat a bit "saggy", I made rather (note: extremely) immature jokes to friends about how my cow was old and had very saggy... you get the idea. I wrapped the rib in a layer of paper towels to soak up excess moisture since water + no air = rotting meat.

     I stuck it in the fridge. On day 2, I actually decided not to wrap the meat again purely out of anxiety because I was so worried it would rot (which does happen if it doesn't air properly against the paper). For the first few days, I took it out as fast as I could for a picture, then ran it back to the fridge. In hindsight, this probably wasn't the best food-safety practice but hey, it's an experiment.

     Ok, giving you fair warning here: it gets kind of nasty. So, if you don't want to see desiccated beef, scroll straightttttttttt down to the end of the post for the good stuff!
     It's not going to look any better. Or smell any better.


     This was somewhere around day 10. There wasn't a whole lot of change after this point aside from the fact it gets a bit drier looking. I also had a full week where I wasn't home much during the day, so I didn't get pictures between here and day 28.


     So, in the Serious Eats guide, Kenji says to buy the rib with the fat cap, something I wasn't able to do, because if you don't you'll be lamenting the loss of the spinalis muscle, which I did. At this point, I'm going to say, butchering is freaking hard! You'd think that you can just take a knife and lob it through the meat between the ribs right? NO. There is a bone between the rib bones that is there solely to fuck your life up. It's nestled in tightly against the meat and ligaments of the adjacent ribs so even cutting around it was a pain. I became so frustrated with it at one point I almost drove the meat back to Handy Market to beg the butchers to slice it up for me. I did successfully stab myself a couple of times during this fun-filled ordeal.
     The yield was 2 massive, 2 1/2" thick bone-in ribeyes and one small runt steak that was almost impossible to trim because of the way the rib was cut originally. Each steak is enough for a light meal for 2. I salted ahead of time, and dropped on some black pepper.
I followed genius-chef Marc Forgione's method of cooking his steak - rendering out the dry-aged fat with some rosemary, thyme, garlic, butter(?), spooning it onto the steak, then pan-searing and finishing it off in the oven. There wasn't really a given recipe, since he serves this in his restaurant, I just read an article about how he does and winged it! I'm sure his is many times better but this one came out pretty darn tasty too.

     After 8 minutes or so in the oven at 350° and 10 minutes resting time, the steak was a near perfect medium rare. I cut the steak up into thick slices. The outside of the steak was crusty and flavorful, the combination of the rendered fat, aged beef, and hot sear yielded a fabulously deep, beefy taste. Though I first cut it with a chef's knife, I was using a butter knife for the meat when I ate it - that's how tender it was! The aging process allows the fibers within the muscle to break down through enzymatic action, creating a much more tender piece of meat than you could get otherwise.
     Another thing that varied greatly from non-aged beef is the lack of juice - the steak wasn't dry, it was exactly like a filet mignon without the accompanying lack of flavor - it just didn't seep out oodles of juice after you cut it up like other steaks. I think it could easily be made better with a little au jus or even a light demi. And, despite being rich in taste, it was never overwhelming.
     *BEWARE! The aged parts around the outside of the steak had, as everybody said, a strong, nutty, cheesy flavor I had a hard time with. If you make sure to trim it all off, you probably won't have this problem.

Thursday, April 10, 2014

#tbt #2 - Palomino, Westwood

     A couple months back a friend and I decided to try the hip, upscale looking restaurant situated on the corner of Lindbrook and Wilshire, a restaurant I had been passing by for years, each time with a lingering curiosity. The floor to ceiling windows showed off classy white clothed covered tables and formal waiters dressed in vests. I had never heard anything positive or negative about Palomino, so before we went, I took a peek at Yelp's review, which generally seemed pretty good. Google gave it 3.9 stars. Most of the feedback was given in regard to the happy hour menu, which we decided to forego since both of us were way too hungry for small plates.
     We started our meal with drinks - I ordered a Champagne Supernova (Grey Goose vodka, strawberry purée, Prosecco float) while my friend had the The Pomegranate (Ketel One, pomegranate juice). Truthfully, the Supernova tasted like it was made with frozen strawberries, yanno, that kind of off flavor berries develop after it's been frozen? Overall it wasn't terrible and I wound up sipping it throughout dinner.
Ahi Crudo
     Next we ordered the Ahi Crudo, ahi tuna slices, jalapeños, seasonal citrus, castelvetrano olives. I really liked this dish, although the jalapeños were pretty darn spicy; they completely overwhelmed the flavor of the ahi and citrus at first bite but the tuna became more apparent in the after taste. Castelvetrano olives are my absolute favorite, after first having them at Poggio in Sausalito, in a veal dish no less. They're buttery and ultra smooth on the palate. Definitely wish these guys put more on the plate since they were difficult to pick up with a fork (too lazy to knife it!).
Portabella Mushroom Soup
     Ok, this is straight up (yes, I said straight up, get over it) the best mushroom soup, the most tasty, creamy yet light, soup I've ever come across. While I love mushrooms, I never developed a particular liking for mushroom soup, and I never actually had one that left much of an impression. This soup, however, had a perfect balance of cream and broth but it didn't lack one bit in flavor. We decided to share a bowl since we both ordered fairly big entrées. Almost fought over it (ha).
Tuscan Filet
      The rest of the food, sad to say, was very disappointing. I had the Tuscan Filet (unusual for me, since I don't like filet), which came with glacé potatoes, a caprese salad and some mushroom-artichoke relish on top. I'm usually not terribly picky with plating but... WHAT THE HECK IS THIS. It looks like a bag of groceries vomited onto the plate. Ok that's a bit extreme... come on though! You can barely see the steak, everything else just looks crowded and messy. This was pretty unimpressive when it came to, well, everything. I ordered the filet medium rare and it came rare. Not just kind of rare, pretty freaking rare. I also don't like sending food back, moreso out of politeness than anything else, so I ate most of it. I try not to toot my own horn so much but I know I can make a better steak at home without spending $35 on 8 ounces.
Lamb Shank
     My friend ordered the lamb shank with parmesan mashed potatoes, grilled asparagus, and a rich mushroom demi-glacé. The lamb was fall-off-the-bone tender, needed more salt, though with the demi it was flavorful enough. I don't have the habit of salting my food, so I've not noticed if this is normal practice in a restaurant. Can't remember any salt shakers on the table.
     While the ahi and the soup were delicious, the rest of the food really left much to be desired and I don't think I'll be returning unless at someone else's request. I wish I had better things to say since in my mind dinner at Palomino panned out much better. Perhaps I'm just getting pickier with food?