Macaroons, jumping on the bandwagon.

Thats right, yet another macaroon recipe.. I’m jumping on the Macaroon (Macaron) bandwagon!

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But, I promise this isn’t my choice I swear. For our family seder, a very unconventional Sunday lunch, I was penciled in to bring a salad, and something sweet to have with coffee.

‘Just buy some Macaroons’, my Grandmother said ‘they’re kosher for Passover’. Buy? I’m not down with that.

A lifetime ago, macaroons were the petit-four du jour. This meant that I got to eat many of the rejects, leftovers, and offcuts, but not working in the pastry section, I was never able to master the fine macaroon art. There seems to have been a macaroon resurgence of late. Beautiful posts detailing perfectly formed edible delights in such wonderful complex and subtle flavours – they are so prevalent that I won’t bother to list them all here.

Local food press even featured a macaroon image this week, in short, macaroons might be kosher for passover, but they’re also delicious and trendy.

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Now I won’t bother to talk about my macaroon failures (too strong cardamom, soft and sqidgy morsels) and there were many, I also won’t include the recipes because these were edible, but not perfect. Instead I want to talk about flavours.

Traditional coconut is not to be frowned upon, the nutty sweet aroma when they hit the bowl was divine. The wonderful thing about this recipe I used (2 egg whites whipped til stiff peaks with 70g sugar, then fold in flavourings) is that anything can be added, chocolate, nuts, dried fruit (quince paste too), spices and fruit rind. I made almond, chocolate and orange, pistachio and quince, and roasted almond.

After these chunky practical macaroons, I am now yearning for the smooth, refined perfect kind, filled with rich splashes of creamy flavour. Or maybe I should just go and eat another coconut morsel.

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What I’ve been eating to combat miserable.

I have been absent, in more ways than just ignoring this blog for a while.

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Last friday, I graduated from university and in a stunning coincidence, also turned 25.

A lovely evening party with friends at the pub was dotted with dismal food, but lovely company and an earlier disappointed meant substandard sushi, but more on that later. So, my birthday/graduation was a culinary wasteland (bar my birthday cake, but again, more on that later).

All of a sudden, I’m old. My brain isn’t functioning at work, and my body is breaking down. For the first time in years I feel sick, like my whole self has suddenly dismantled.

So what have I been eating to combat miserable?

Mandarins – tiny juicy sweet mandarins with thin skins that have just come into season. Even if they weren’t full of vitamin C the placebo effect would work just as well, I think. We bought kilo’s of these babies, and their larger, airier cousin variety in freezing Beijing, eating them everywhere, internet cafe’s, buses, hotels, in an attempt to stave off infections.

Pomelo – Read all about it

Dry Soups – I don’t know what else to call this comfort food that has been spilling out of my kitchen recently. They’re chock full of vegetables, garlic, grains and flavour, to keep sickness at bay, but they aren’t pretty or planned. One variety was mushroom and risoni, loosened with chicken stock and studded with peas and spinach, the next was Tomato, chorizo and pearl barley. Eating leftover’s at work I was approached, a co-worker was drawn in by the smell, ‘is that risotto?’ taken aback, it was, sort of, I replied. Whatever, these are the food equivalent of a big warm hug, and so much easier than wet soup to cradle in your blanket covered lap and eat in front of the tv, your throat too sore to talk anymore.

Unfortunately, these homemade cures don’t seem to be working. The miserable is seeping in, matching the soggy, gray weather, today.

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Bircher Muesli, the perfect everyday breakfast

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I love breakfast. I could, and have, eat breakfast food for breakfast, lunch and dinner, not to mention brunch or afternoon tea. When I was younger I remember eating nutri grain for dessert, its sickly sweetness too much for dawn, drenched in cold full cream milk it became the perfect quick end to an evening meal.

As a child sometimes as a treat on relaxed and lazy Sunday Evenings Dad would make us ‘Indian eye Eggs’ for dinner. Pieces of bread with a circle cut out from the center, fried in butter with an egg cracked into the hole – comfort food (and I’m sure pretty politically incorrect too).

Despite this love of all things breakfast, I am a creature of habit, and need to actually start my morning with something familiar, quick and easy. For a long time this was a combination of packaged cereal, but for the last few years I have been making my own Bircher Muesli.

I was working in an ‘organic health food’ cafe when I rediscovered Bircher, their recipe was definitely not something I could eat first thing in the morning. They took pre-made muesli, mixed it with a huge amount of sugar, and soaked it in freshly squeezed apple juice. A dessert muesli indeed!

I have been playing around with my own mix, each batch comes out slightly differently, so change it to suit your tastes. Easy to prepare and digest, studded with dried fruit and nuts and not cloying, what a better way to start your day? (oh no, I’m starting to sound like an add for Kellogs).

I make enough for breakfast for 2 people to last just over a week, and find it gets better with age. Eat with creamy yoghurt and fruit, banana’s, berries, and coming into winter poached quinces, pears or apples.

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Pomelo, the most fun citrus fruit I know.

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For someone who doesn’t really like grapefruit, I sure love pomelo. I think it has something to do with the consistency, the jewel-like sacks of tart juice that hold together oh-so well, and explode in the mouth.

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Although they are for sale locally, we don’t buy them often. $9 pieces of fruit are, unfortunately, not within our regular budget. When in China though, it is a very different story.

A pomelo was an essential accompaniment to a long train ride in China where I grew to love these huge fruits. Perhaps is was my body’s way of telling me I needed more vitamin C to combat the freezing winter, but I yearned for pomelo. Large but not messy, and one of the only citrus variety that size that you can easily access knifeless.

Yesterday, defences weakened, the ruby red flesh of the display half was enough to convince us. I could already taste the delicate pearls, almost.

I have cooked with Pomelo before, in restaurants, mixing the whole pearls carefully with cool lemony sauces to go with simply panfried barramundi fillets, also, it would work beautifully regenerated into a dessert. But I prefer to rip the skin off with my fingers, peel the pith back and savour each mouthful, fresh, raw.

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Potato Flatbread, who knew it would be so easy?

I have never been afraid of yeast. That demonstration at cooking school seemed to explain things perfectly. Two small balls of fresh yeast on the bench, roll one ball with a little sugar or salt dissolved in some water and it bubbles full of life and energy. Roll the other ball in a heap of sugar and it dies a limp liquidy death. Like me, fresh yeast revels in a little salty or sweet, but is overcome by over indulgence.

Fast forward a few years and was toiling in the kitchen, mixing and kneading several batches of 5kg pizza dough daily. 500g of fresh yeast, 1L lukewarm water a sprinkle of sugar. I was, and am still enchanted by the way the yeast wakes up, has a little breakfast, shakes sleep off and expands, as if to say ‘I’m ready for the world’.

Sachets of dried yeast don’t hold the same wonder for me. I see the green and yellow packaging and remember smelling and, unfortunately, tasting it as a child. Instant dried yeast is what the recipe called for, and I couldn’t find fresh available anywhere.

I was actually looking for a tortilla de patatas recipe in Stephanie Alexander’s A Cook’s Companion, when I came across this ‘marvellous and versatile recipe’ for Potato Flatbreads, and with days off over the easter long weekend, I decided to give it a go.

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Potato has been used in bread extensively by the Irish to use up leftover mashed potato. This approach is more of a Mediterranean interpretation.

My flatbreads were airy but retaining a degree of chewiness and a slight crunchy brown base. Topped with fruity extra virgin olive oil, dried oregano and sea salt. I don’t think the potato added much flavour to the actual bread, in fact, most of the flavour came from the topping. Instead the addition of potato affected the texture, making it more dense and adding that delectable chewiness.

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The first batch was devoured with Green Lentil and Anchovy Dip, the remainder we dunked into a spicy white bean and chorizo soup, spiked with paprika and and heavy with red capsicum.

Potato Flatbreads
(Adapted from Stephanie Alexander’s A Cook’s Companion)
2 cups cooked potato, mashed and cooled (I used sebago’s)
750g 00 type strong flour
1t salt
2t dried yeast (or 1 sachet)
2/3 cup lukewarm water
extra virgin olive oil
dried oregano
sea salt.

Dissolve yeast in a little of the warm water. Mix flour, salt and potato until consistently combined. Make a well in the flour mixture and add the dissolved yeast, 2T olive oil and a little more water. Combine gradually, until dough comes together, adding more water if necessary. Knead by hand, or in a mixer with the dough hook attachment fitted, until the dough is smooth and elastic.

Return dough to a lightly oiled bowl, cover with a clean tea towel and leave to prove until doubled in size, about 1 hour.

Knock back and divide into 8 pieces. Roll each section into ball, place on a tray, cover and prove for another 10 minutes.

Pre heat your oven to 200 celcius. Take a piece of dough and stretch it out, pulling the edges away from the center with your fingers. This can be done with a rolling pin, but I like the rustic way this looks, and found that small holes are ok, as they get crispy and nice. Place stretched dough onto a baking sheet, brush with olive oil and sprinkle with salt and oregano.

Cook for 10 – 15 minutes until bottoms are browned and breads are cooked through.

Flatbreads can be eaten hot, cold or warm, or reheated.

(Please note: My oven is an ancient relic, so use your own intuition with cooking times for this recipe!)

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