Sunday, 29 March 2009

Japanese Home Cooking - Tofu Makizushi

This is the first post in which I get to grips with the contents of my prize in the Menu For Hope raffle - a food parcel kindly donated by The Japan Centre in London and shipped out to me in Barcelona. Makizushi is essentially vinegared rice, plus any other ingredients, rolled inside nori (dried and pressed layer sheets of edible seaweed). So it will come as no surprise if I tell you that tofu makizushi is a makizushi made with tofu, or pressed bean curd. All the ingredients for this meal, which I made at home for dinner the other day, came from my prize parcel.

The art of making good glutinous rice is one that takes many many years of practice, and most Japanese sushi chefs would probably sooner let you fillet their mackerel than wash and cook their rice. I used to make sushi rice for makizushi every day when I worked at Comerç 24, so I guess the Western kitchen has allowed me to fast-track a few years. The way I was taught is as follows (no doubt there'll be a few of you out there shaking your heads at my shockingly improper method)...

Cooking glutinous riceFirst wash the rice in a sieve under clean running cold water for two minutes, thoroughly stirring the grains around with one hand. Then put the rice into a solid-bottomed pan and point your index finger vertically downwards, just touching the surface of the rice. Now fill the pan with fresh cold water up to the level of the first knuckle on your index finger. This is the correct amount of water to cook the rice sufficiently so that the water will be fully absorbed, leaving none behind after cooking. Place the pan over a medium heat and bring the water to the boil.

As soon as the rice begins to bubble vigorously, remove to a minimum heat and cover. Leave for 12 minutes exactly.

While my rice cooked, I cut the tofu into appropriately-sized batons and marinated them in some of my Hon Tsuyu bonito stock. Its sweet and smoky flavour really penetrates into the protein-rich tofu, which is otherwise relatively tasteless.

After 10 minutes I removed the tofu and placed it on a tray with some of my pickled ginger, ready for action.
Marinating tofu in bonito stock

Marinated tofu and pickled gingerThese two ingredients would be the filling for my makizushi (see left).

The rice having cooked for 12 minutes, I removed it from the heat and left it, still covered, for a further 2 minutes. By now the rice has become glutinous - it appears to have the texture of a dry risotto, the individual grains bound by a thick starchy liquid.

This picture shows the perfectly cooked rice. I then added two tablespoons of my Mitsukan sushi vinegar for each cup of raw rice used.

The rice was then left to cool naturally, until it reached room temperature.

In this picture I've laid out one sheet of nori on my bamboo rolling mat. Now I applied a thin but liberal layer of rice to the nori sheet, leaving a space of one inch at the far end which acted as an adhesive tab to seal the rolled maki.

A few light smears of wasabi created little bursting surprises of spiciness throughout the finished product.
Rice and wasabi paste laid out on a nori sheet

Laying out the sushi contents on the rice and noriYou'll notice that I made this one without any wasabi, so as not to overload on the stuff.

Now, one third of the way down the sheet (thinking front to back, not side to side), I laid out my filling ingredients of pickled ginger and marinated tofu in a horizontal line from one end to the other going right to the edges.

As I was the only person at home at the time I made these, there was no one around to take photos of the rolling process. Tough luck I guess.

Needless to say it's exactly the same as rolling a "cigarette" - just on a much larger scale. I won't embarrass myself by attempting to pretend that it's something at which I'm completely inexperienced. But I'll let you be the judge of my rolling skills...

If you remember from a previous post, I'm actually much more used to rolling maki that have layers of thinly sliced avocado on the outside in place of nori which, as you can imagine, is far more difficult. A neat slicing act with my 30cm sashimi knife and the job was complete.
Rolled makizushi, ready for slicing

Which reminds me of a very important piece of advice - when cutting traditional nori-rolled maki you need a really sharp knife and a very smooth and consistent slicing action in order to end up with clean, flat edges on your finished product. Of course if you're only making these for yourself then it doesn't really matter, but if you are attempting these for a dinner party then you should bear it in mind.

So here they are, traditional tofu makizushi made at home by the expert hands of one young Englishman...

Tofu makizushi, ready to eat

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Tuesday, 24 March 2009

I've Won Something At Last

I've never been particularly lucky. Celebrating Chinese New Year, I'm the one who gets the fortune cookie with no message inside. Pulling Christmas crackers, I always get the short end (unless I cheat). The last horse I placed a bet on crossed the finish line very creditably for an animal with three legs.

My name comes up at lastBut I've won something at last, although it wouldn't be in good taste to crow about it, considering that it was a prize in this year's Menu For Hope and it was worth more than my stake. Mind you, I've bought tickets for the last three years, so I reckon I've made an overall positive contribution to this very worthwhile charitable effort organised annually by Pim Techamuanvivit of Chez Pim.

One thing that is in very good taste is my prize. Just the thing for someone who's in-between jobs right now and can't afford to keep the cupboard as well stocked as he'd like. But it is now, thanks to £50-worth of Japanese food donated to the raffle by Japan Centre of London. Shame about the bottle of sake that disintegrated in the post, leaving nothing behind except glass shards and a tantalising whiff.

The more observant amongst you may have noticed that the prizes were announced over two months ago and be wondering why it's taken me so long to get this post together. Suffice it for me to say that Parcelforce's Spanish delivery partners are no match for FedEx. Still, it finally arrived at my apartment and for anyone interested in the details, I've published a Flickr display and list of products below. I've already got well stuck into the contents, but before they've all been consumed I'll try to remember to get the camera out and record a meal or two. So watch this space for me cooking some Japanese meals in my home kitchen from the contents of my gift parcel.


Kokuho Rose heirloom rice, S&B wasabi paste, Kasugai wasabi peas, Hikari medium-sweet white miso, Morinaga firm tofu, dried shredded Fueru wakame seaweed, Takara hon mirin, Nissin Number One udon & soba noodles, Shinshin pickled sushi ginger, Aji No Moto powdered bonito stock, Glico Pocky chocolate-covered pretzels, QP Kewpie mayonnaise, Kikkoman Tsuyu bonito stock, Mitsukan sushi vinegar, House Kokumaro curry sauce mix, Nagai roasted nori seaweed and a JFC makisu mat for rolling sushi.

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Friday, 20 March 2009

Sea Food (Part 2)

I had a great few days out last week and experienced the pleasures of great company, stunning scenery, fine weather and excellent food on Catalunya's Costa Brava coastline between Barcelona and the French border. It was almost like being abroad. Which brings me to the subject of my brother Joel and his partner Aliyyah. They've also been to the seaside recently, only in their case it really did involve crossing national borders. And they made my three-day holiday seem a bit tight with a three-week break from work - the first two weeks to relax and acclimatise and the third week to take part in an annual event.

Joel, Aliyyah and friends get ready for the funTheir destination city was somewhere with "Spain" and "Port" in the name, which sounds Iberian enough, but that's because 16th century Conquistadors named the place El Puerto de los Hispanioles. Getting warmer?

If I tell you that Joel and Aliyyah's trip to the beach took all night and involved a refuelling stop in St. Lucia, you're probably getting almost as hot as the local weather. Especially if I tell you that the national snack in their destination country is "doubles", the market stalls sell shark and flying fish and they make the world's best fried chicken (sorry Colonel Sanders, but you're not in with a shout).

If you still haven't worked it out, I'll come clean in a bit. But first I need to explain what they did while they were on holiday.

Aliyyah did what she does best and I'd like to show you photographic proof, but if I did I think I'd be revealing a just bit too much for a public food blog! Suffice it to say that when it comes to dancing, she knows how to shake it. More appropriate to this blog is what Joel spent much of his time doing. And boy is it what he does best. This is a family brought up to enjoy the pleasures of eating!
Joel finds time for a snack while dancing

Just in case anyone still hasn't worked it out, this video clip will explain all. The Flickr display below concentrates on food they ate while they were there, samples of the unique and excellent cuisine of the Jewel of the Caribbean - Aliyyah's home state of Trinidad And Tobago. Click on slides for details.


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Sunday, 15 March 2009

Sea Food (Part 1)

Last Saturday night I worked my final shift at Lasarte and said a fond farewell to Head Chef Antonio Saez and his team after two months at Martín Berasategui's excellent Barcelona restaurant. And after a long period of hard work, what more natural thing could an unemployed lad do than take a relaxing day trip along the coast to the seaside? If it's good enough for this guy, it's good enough for me.

The beach at Tossa de Mar on the Costa Brava

So on Tuesday morning my Belgian chef friend Michael, his girlfriend Karlien and I packed ourselves into his Renault Mégane and headed off up the AP7 motorway towards Girona.

Michael, Karlien and me at PortbouNot having properly padded our stomachs in preparation for the excursion, we started to feel peckish a few exits before the city of Girona. So we dropped off onto a sliproad and headed off down towards the Mediterranean sea, ending up in the seaside town of Palamós for some light tapas. From there we drove back leisurely along the Costa Brava coastline, stopping off at the small towns of Platja d'Aro, Sant Feliu de Guíxols, Tossa de Mar, Lloret de Mar and Blanes for more drinks and tapas.

After all... sun, sea and sand aren't all that great without some squid and sangria to go with.

Tuesday's trip was so great that when we got back to Barcelona that night we decided to celebrate with dinner at Comerç 24 - a great way to conclude Michael and Karlien's short Catalan holiday and, believe it or not, my first time dining at Ç24 as a paying customer.

Needless to say we had an incredible evening, in no small part due to the fact that we received the "Super-VIP" treatment, complete with all the trimmings. We were given a menu on which all but one of the dishes were new to us, and Head Chef Arnau came out from the kitchen to talk about his new creations at regular intervals throughout our meal. We also joyously accepted all the extras that were thrown at us including the new oyster amuse, the cheese plate and extra black truffle on just about everything! Even better - the truffles had been gathered by Arnau and Sous Chef Oliver, who'd gone up into the Catalan mountains at 5am the previous Sunday with a pack of dogs and the restaurant's truffle purveyor. Now that's what I call sourcing your product!
Strolling on the beach at Tossa de Mar

Wednesday was a sad day, as I took Michael and Karlien for a final lunch at our favourite sandwich and cava bar Can Paixano, before bidding them a fond farewell as they drove North into the sunset, towards the French border on the long route back to Antwerp. I had a few things to get on with that afternoon, so I set about the usual tasks of catching up with emails etc, as normal life resumed...

Then, later that evening at around 18:20, I answered my phone to hear Michael's voice on the line: "Hey man, guess what? We're at El Port de la Selva. We stopped off to stretch our legs by the beach and it's just so beautiful out here that we've changed our minds and we're going to stay in Catalunya for another two days! And since you're not working this week why don't you come out and join us?"

Michael and Karlien gaze at the PyreneesI was so struck by surprise I almost fell off my chair! Time was of the essence, so thinking fast I had a quick look online and found a coach leaving from Estació Nord to Cadaqués within the half hour, leaving me just enough time to hastily throw some clothes and a toothbrush into a bag and jump a taxi to the coach station.

And two and a half hours later I was back in Michael's Mégane as we zipped along the windy roads that weave through the Catalan Pyrenees mountains, en route to Roses.

Now that's what I call spur of the moment!

Enjoying a fabulous wine at El PescadorsAmong the many places we visited was Portbou near to the French border, once an important village for Republicans during the Spanish Civil War as it was one of the few places from which they could obtain supplies from abroad. A few kilometres south was Port de Llançà, where we enjoyed an incredible lunch at Restaurante Els Pescadors (not to be confused with the restaurant of the same name in Barcelona). Head Chef and family co-proprietor Lluís Fernández-Punset, we discovered, trained at Akelarre in Donostia-San Sebastián, with Xavier Pellicer at ÀBaC in Barcelona and with the Roca brothers in Girona, as well as in top restaurants in France and Belgium. And it showed in his excellent food.

The stunning view from Cap de CreusLast, but certainly not least, was a tiny little place at the summit of one the mountain group known as Cap de Creus, the last outlet of the Pyrenees and the most extreme easterly point of the entire Iberian Peninsula.

This location has some of the most stunning and breath-taking views you could imagine. No wonder Salvador Dalí lived here and Federico García Lorca, Joan Miró and Pablo Picasso were all frequent visitors to this tiny and remote part of Spain.

To make the experience even more magical, there's also somewhere to eat up there, with the following unique selling proposition: "Over which restaurant in Spain does the sun come up first?"

El Restaurant Cap de Creus serves fresh fish caught daily from the local port of Cadaqués, prepared traditionally in the style of the town. We enjoyed a wonderful lunch of whole sea bass baked with tomatoes, potatoes, garlic, herbs and olive oil, served in a still-warm oven tray.

Dining al fresco on the mountain-top while gazing out over the vast landscape as the waves rippled against the shoreline below, we contemplated whether life could get any better.
Lunch at El Restaurant Cap de Creus

I'm really glad I didn't think twice about heading out to join Michael and Karlien for those extra few days on the coast. We had an amazing time and it was the perfect way to say goodbye as we won't be seeing each other for a long while - at least until I get my act together and make it over to Michael's home town of Antwerp for that long weekend I've promised myself.

We spent those days visiting just about every town, village and sea port in the mountainous area of north-eastern Catalunya, including one place I haven't mentioned yet. Well, you didn't think two chefs would go on a tour of the Costa Brava without visiting a certain little town called Roses did you? And without taking that famous gastronomic pilgrimage along the narrow and dusty path towards Cala Montjoi, perilously ascending up into the mountains before slowly winding back down to arrive at the idyllic setting at which a certain seaside eaterie perches on the edge of a tiny, secluded private beach.

Michael and me at El Bulli
Maybe next time we'll come during open season. We could always call in a favour with our old boss Carles Abellan while en route. I'm sure he could swing us a table at short notice...

Watch this space for Sea Food (Part 2), when my brother visits the seaside.

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Sunday, 8 March 2009

Gissa Job

My first experience of actor Bernard Hill was when, as a 10-year-old, I watched him gallantly go down with his ship. Much more recently I discovered the character that Bernard Hill had played to critical acclaim on BBC TV 15 years earlier, Yosser Hughes in Boys From The Blackstuff. The tragi-comic series looked at the impact of the social revolution brought about by Margaret Thatcher's Tory government of the 1980s - in particular the destruction of working-class community and culture and the accentuation of the north-south divide - through the eyes of a gang of five unemployed tarmac layers.


Yosser Hughes was a stereotypical "lazy, scrounging northerner", complete with bushy black moustache, scouse accent and contempt for authority. But the other side of the character was a man totally unable to control his own destiny - driven to the edge of his sanity by the loss of his job, his wife, his home, his children and, most importantly, his sense of dignity and self-worth. Yosser's frustrated demand "gissa job" became a universal catchphrase of the time, summing up the mood of many who were desperately seeking work during a period of increasing unemployment and bitter social division.

So what does all this have to do with me and this blog? Well, I'm not going to pretend for one minute that I'm going through anything like the traumas that faced Yosser Hughes. Nor, for those familiar with Blackstuff, am I inclined to headbutt those who obstruct or challenge me. But I do find myself in a period of economic crisis and increasing unemployment uttering that catchphrase - "gissa job!"

A couple of weeks ago I wrote about the impact of the credit crunch on the Spanish hospitality industry. As the Spanish government proposes drastic measures to address the recession and unemployment here rises to the highest levels in the EU, the fact that I'm still able to work at all is something of a miracle. But the truth is that it can't continue much longer. Over the past two months I've had contracts proposed to me at two different Michelin-starred restaurants, only for both job offers to be withdrawn at the last minute. Not because of anything to do with me personally, I'm sure, but as a result of the economic crisis. People simply aren't going out to eat, especially at the upper end of the market where food is a luxury rather than a necessity, even in a country with Spain's strong tradition of dining out.

Two- and three-star restaurants are generally safe because their owners' income invariably comes from wider sources than restaurant food sales. These are the chefs selling books, making TV programmes and endorsing kitchen knives and designer tableware. If they need a boost during a period of recession, all they need to do is publicise themselves as the favourite eaterie of a President and one of the world's most talked-about women. That said, the pressure can get too much even for some three-star chefs at a time like this.

"Hot stuff" dole queue scene from "The Full Monty"On the other side of the spectrum, the no-frills restaurants serving calçots amb romesco and half-decent patatas bravas are safe in the knowledge that financial stability comes from selling big portions to large numbers of customers at low average food cost. The area in which I'm currently seeking employment - the one-star guys in the middle - are the section of the industry worst affected by the recession because that level of cooking represents the most fragile business model. These restaurants are battling desperately to survive. And, with no income coming in but with rent and bills to pay, so am I.

I don't want to leave this city that I've made my second home. I chose wisely when I decided to move to Barcelona to learn my craft as a chef and the city has amply repaid my confidence in it. I came here as a raw trainee and, after just 18 months, I know that I can more than hold my own in any Michelin-starred kitchen. But there are many other young chefs who can claim the same and only a limited and shrinking number of paid posts that we can fill.

I'm very grateful to Head Chef Arnau Muñío for offering me a new contract to return to Comerç 24 and, under different circumstances, I would be glad to accept the offer. But I came to Spain to broaden and develop my experience and stepping backwards would make no sense for me. So, while I look for the next career move it's looking increasingly like I'll have to lower my expectations and take on whatever work I can find that will keep me alive. Marking out football pitches, metaphorically if not literally. In the meantime, like Yosser, I can walk straight. So if anyone out there can gissa job...

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Tuesday, 3 March 2009

Perks Of The Job #6: Octopus Ink - Nature's Black Food Colouring

A while back I wrote about arroz negro, a dish of rice cooked in squid ink attributed to Joaquim Koerper, proprietor of La Gigantea at the Hotel Mas Passamaner in Tarragona where I undertook my first brief training stage in Catalunya.

The arroz negro in question had already been prepared in a professional kitchen at my previous place of work, so all that was left for me to do was warm it through in a pan with a little olive oil and water. This time, however, I started from scratch. I went directly to an alternative source of that mystical black food colouring - the octopus.

The strange, pearl-like globules you can see in the photo are the individual ink sacks of hundreds of baby octopi ("pulpitos" in Spanish), painstakingly squeezed from the heads of these miniature cephalopods by yours truly.
Ink sacks from pulpitos, or baby octopi

We use pulpitos at work for a rice dish, and they must be cleaned beforehand by removing the ink sacks and carefully clipping off the mouths from the underside, at the base where the tentacles begin.

Raw octopus ink made from blitzed and sieved ink sacksOn delivery, one batch of the baby octopi means a box containing a good few thousand of the blighters sitting on crushed ice. Preparing them is long and tedious work, so it's only fitting that such a task comes with a generous reward. And that reward is being able to take some ink sacks home and make arroz negro for yourself, your flatmates and friends. In the bowl on the left is the raw ink, ready for cooking. I obtained this by blitzing up the ink sacks with an immersion blender and passing the resulting jet-black mess through a fine sieve.

In order to make a home-cooked arroz negro from scratch, you begin by making a stock with the octopus ink, as a base in which to cook the short-grain rice. I started by sautéeing off some roughly chopped Spanish onions in olive oil, with a little added garlic & guindilla oil.

I cooked the onions gently until they were translucent and had softened up considerably. Then I smashed up three cloves of garlic and threw them into the pot to perfume the onions and add some extra depth of flavour.
Sautéeing Spanish onions and garlic

My octopus ink stockLeaving the onions to sautée together with the garlic for quite a while allowed natural caramelisation to occur slowly and a gentle sweetness to be achieved in the finished product. At this stage, in went the octopus ink to deglaze the pan and cook slowly for half an hour or so.

The photo on the left shows the resulting stock in all its filthy, murky glory.

So now I had my magic, salty, black dye all that was left to do was cook my perfectly white rice in it. And that I did...

Some time later...

The ink has now reduced down to a dry, glutinous sauce that binds the grains of rice together much like a risotto.

Finally, no arroz negro would be complete without a big fat dollop of spicy all-i-oli to ripple through the melting heat of the rice. Here's a dish that could just as easily be adapted to a Michelin starred restaurant's menu as it could be served in hefty portions at a hearty banquet for the local villagers.
Arroz negro ready to dress and serve

Either way - whether presented as fine dining or rustic fare - this is real Catalan soul food.

Arroz negro made perfect by the addition of allioli

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