Let the Baking Begin …

Because too many of the people on my Christmas list read my blog, I can’t be too specific — but let’s say that this weekend is all about baking — cookies, cake, pate (well, it’s baked anyhow) and chocolate-chile truffles for my grandmother — I have a hunch that it might be another lost weekend as far as writing goes, since there’s so much to do, and my favorite children are back in town. It’s the holiday rush!

And although it sounds a little hectic — I’m looking forward to a house full of cinnamon and cardamon and cloves. I’m looking forward to packing cookies in little cellophane bags and figuring out how to ship some other goodies I don’t want to be too specific about. I love the idea of my far-away friends and family opening boxes of goodies and having something fun to share on Christmas Eve or Day when I can’t be with them.

So HO HO HO everyone … time to decorate the tree and get out the sprinkles and shiny silver ball decors that they tell you you’re not supposed to eat but whatever. Time to shred more paper for packing and put the little freezer packs in to get cold. Time to dig out the Christmas music — Dean Martin, Rosie Clooney, and my all-time favorite The Rat Pack Christmas.

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English Food for Christmas

No matter how much French and Italian food I might cook the rest of the year, for me, Christmas is all about English Food (well, and German — I did grow up in the Midwest after all). I don’t understand people who have turkey for Christmas — people! you just had a turkey! Branch out! (And in our family, ham was for Easter, not Christmas. Every family has it’s holiday food rules and that was just one of ours.)

No, Christmas in our family was always beef — either a whole filet for a crowd (boring, even when done as a Wellington) or my favorite, a standing rib roast. The best Christmas I ever cooked was in California, before we moved here. I spent a small fortune on a gorgeous, dry-aged, Niman Ranch standing rib roast and did it with some lovely green beans and carrots (blanched, then reheated with Christmas-only quantities of butter), and a yorkshire pudding. I’d never done one of those myself and I remember pouring the batter into the hot beef fat in the roasting pan. “Well that’s never going to work,” I thought as I put the pan back in the oven. I was sure the pudding was going to be a disaster but it wasn’t — it actually puffed up and did it’s thing and was delicious — a triumph.

My other standby when I was younger and too poor to even think about something as fabulous as a standing rib roast was goose — goose isn’t really that expensive and there’s a terrific recipe in The New James Beard that had an apple and prune stuffing. It’s really wonderful and because goose is so rich, you can feed a lot of people off one goose — I’ve done a Christmas goose for eight a couple of times. (And as an added incentive, you get a nice jar of gorgeous goose fat out of it — there is really nothing better than potatoes roasted in goose fat. Sigh.)

Now that I don’t host Christmas any more, I’m always on the lookout for things to bring. A few years ago, it was the Croquembouche that Wouldn’t Die, and last year I made a trifle that Nina requested specifically (she gave me the recipe she wanted me to make). I love her, but that was boring and it included cake from a mix!? Yuck. And Maderia — double yuck.

This year I’m thinking of steamed puddings? I have all those plums that I put up last fall — Plum Pudding is made with prunes of course, but I might be able to futz around with a recipe. Or some sort of German Plum Stollen? I’m going to have to go do a little investigative googling … But we had a steamed persimmon pudding at Thanksgiving that was delicious — cakey and nice and not too sweet and warm — it was really great. And of course, anything you can light on fire is always a hit with the kids.

I’ve also been thinking of doing an Antelope Wellington for Christmas appetizers — without the pate but with lots of wild mushrooms. Maybe Antelope/Morel Wellington? Talk about local … Or maybe I can talk the MH into giving me some birds so I can make this gorgeous Game Pie that Gordon Ramsey published in the Times of Londonlast week.

Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho … the holidays are coming … all sorts of fun cooking ahead!

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More LA Food Fun …

While Sushi Nozawa was the culinary highlight not just of my trip to LA, but perhaps of my entire gustatory existence, there was more food fun to be had during my visit to LA.

On Wednesday I went over to Brentwood to have dinner with my oldest college friend and his wife and year-old baby. They were hosting a couple, also with a little munchkin, who were visiting from France and they took over the cooking duties. Now my old friend Matt grew up to be kind of a big deal studio executive, and so people bring him really really nice bottles of wine when they come over. Matt doesn’t really drink, but since we were having a Francophile home dinner, Matt opened a bottle of wine. It was a Margaux — It was delicious. I love Bordeaux, and this one was, as one might expect, quite yummy. Sam and Ali were roasting a chicken over some vegetables, they made a lovely little endive, blue cheese and dried cranberry salad, and toasted some croutons to soak up the lovely chicken juices. Ali also made a lovely tarte tatin with phyllo dough for a crust — simple, easy, and absolutely wonderful. We drank most of the fabulous Margaux with cheese while watching the babies and waiting for the chicken to roast. Then Matt and Sam went off to see what else Matt had squirreled away in his cellar — they came back with a lovely lovely Stag’s Leap Pinot which we also enjoyed.

We’ve been talking endlessly about how people don’t cook, and Matt and Paige don’t cook much — he’s got a huge job, and she’s starting this very fabulous eco baby store called The Little Seed, and baby Jackson isn’t eating real food yet, so I think like so many people I know, they’ve just gotten out of the habit. It was such a pleasure not to eat takeout — to hang out in a kitchen full of the lovely smell of roasted chicken and to catch up with my old old friend, and to meet his new friends who were beyond lovely, and then to all sit down at the table together.

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LivingSmall in LA

Here at LivingSmall we’re closing up shop for the week — I’m heading south to stay with my friends the striking screenwriters (if I make it to the picket lines, I’ll be sure to get a photo). We completely support the striking screenwriters here at LivingSmall (for what it’s worth). I’ve got a hunk of pancetta and some dried morels to contribute to the feast, and then on Friday, the big event is that the miracle babies are turning three! They’re big girls now — talking to one another and singing songs and generally getting into all sorts of trouble.

So we’ll be back online starting the 26th. Have a great Turkey everyone! Personally, I’m looking forward to some good sushi …

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Thanksgiving Tips and Tricks?

Well, now that we’ve explored the strange and wonderful world of bizarre holiday foods — let’s talk about tips and tricks for getting that big ceremonial meal on the table …

My mother just called and my cousin Denise wants to know how I did the turkey last year because apparently she remembers it as being especially good — honestly, I can’t really remember. I’m pretty sure I bought an organic bird because those frozen ones shot full of stuff freak me out — and really, if you can get a nice fresh organic turkey, it’s worth the hassle and the expense. I know I didn’t stuff it, because I think stuffing the bird is a sure way to dry it out, and frankly, I get a tiny bit skeeved out by the stodginess of stuffing done inside the bird. I tend to cook a turkey like a big chicken — and since I have a near mystical faith in the power of a roasted chicken to make everything right in the world, I figure a turkey is just a bigger bird for a bigger group.

So, because it is such a big bird, and because the breast tends to dry out — I like to take at least a stick of soft butter and mash it up with a bunch of garlic and herbs into a paste (whichever herbs you like — my favorites are thyme, sage, rosemary, and some parsley for that nice fresh green taste). And although it’s a little bit fiddly, you can smush it in under the skin either from the cavity end or the neck end, depending on where it’s easier to get in between the skin and the flesh. I have short stumpy little fingers, so I use a spatula to get the butter stuff in there, and then you can kind of massage it around to spread it — and of course, the butter will melt once you put the bird in the oven so don’t worry if there are lumps. Then lots and lots of salt and pepper on the skin and you’re ready to go.
Because I don’t like bread stuffing inside the bird, I stuff the cavity with lemons, herbs, garlic, and a couple of onions. Poke lots of holes in the rind of the lemons, or chop them into halves or quarters so you can jam more of them in there if you want. But citrus and onion inside the cavity gives the bird a nice fresh flavor, and keeps it moist.

I might have gotten fancy last year and started the bird breast side down as well. I usually start chickens that way. It crisps up the skin on the back nicely, and I think it helps keep the breast meat juicy. For a chicken I usually cook them at 425 for an hour and a half (remember, we’re at altitude here, so things take longer — at sea level an hour might suffice). I do the chicken breast down for the first 45 minutes, then flip it for another 45. For a turkey I’d suggest looking in Joy of Cooking or some other standard cookbook for temperatures and times — Like a chicken, I think I did the turkey half and half last year — the trick is if the bird is enormous to get one of those big strong men lounging by the football game to help you when it’s time to flip the bird. Also, I just use potholders right on the hot bird — yes they get greasy but that’s what the washing machine is for — just toss them in afterwards.

So, that’s my turkey process — it’s just a big bird, it’s not rocket science. Use some common sense, keep an eye on it and have a nice time chatting with everyone while it cooks. As for the other stuff — we’re not really a gravy people, so that’s never been a source of anxiety in my family — a little jus made from the drippings and some beurre maniere and some booze and we’re good to go. I do stuffing on the side, in a baking dish and don’t really have any standard one — they’re all good — I’m partial to stuffing with sausage in it. My cousin Dede does a nice mix of mashed potatoes and mashed turnips that’s yummy. I like brussel sprouts with some pancetta done in the oven until the sprouts are brown and yummy and the bacon chunks are crispy. A nice fresh salad, perhaps with some apples and walnuts and a little blue cheese — something crispy and fresh to balance all that heavy food. Champagne, a nice zinfandel and something sweet at the end.

Since you guys all had so many great horror-show dishes to share — what about tips and tricks? What do you tell your non-cooking friends when they call you in a panic about Thanksgiving?

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