Sunday, March 10, 2013

Beef Bourguignon


Okay, so full disclosure: This meal takes some time.

If you don't feel like spending a large chunk of your Sunday standing around a crystal ball and struggling to channel the ghost of Julia Child (or - if you're in a pinch - Meryl Streep as Julia Child in "Julie and Julia"), then beef bourguignon may not be for you. But, should you be stranded indoors as a blizzard rages outside, then this warm and hearty French dish (yeah, it's French, I know - did the name not give it away?) could be just what the doctor ordered.

Clear your schedule, because things are about to get tasty...

Source: Marc Murphy, as seen on "Best Thing I Ever Made" (and as modified by someone who can't be bothered by buy either sherry wine or pearl onions)

Ingredients

Beef:


3 pounds boneless beef chuck, cut into 1-inch pieces
1 bottle dry red wine - I used Chianti (liver and fava beans optional)
1/4 cup coarsely ground black pepper
Salt
1/2 cup all-purpose flour
1/4 pound thick-sliced bacon, cut crosswise into 1/4-inch slices
1/2 cup beef broth (Trader Joe's, please)

Bouquet Garni:


One 4-inch piece celery
4 fresh parsley stems
4 fresh thyme sprigs
2 dried bay leaves

Stew:

5 tablespoons unsalted butter
3 cloves garlic, finely chopped
2 carrots, cut into 1/4-inch slices
2 onions, finely chopped
1 tablespoon tomato paste
Salt
1 pound white button mushrooms, quartered
1/4 cup chopped fresh parsley, for garnish

Directions

For the beef:


1. Place the beef into a large nonreactive bowl and add the wine. Cover and let marinate in fridge overnight. As Alton Brown would say: Your patience will be rewarded.

2. Drain the beef in a colander with a bowl underneath, reserving the marinade. Place the flour, pepper and some salt in a shallow plate and, working in batches, toss the beef in the flour, shaking off any excess.

3. In a heavy-bottomed pot over medium heat, cook the bacon until the fat has been rendered and the bacon is slightly crispy. Using a slotted spoon, remove the bacon from the pot, leaving the fat in the pot and reserving the cooked bacon.

4. Working in batches, add the coated beef to the pot with the reserved bacon fat and brown on all sides, about 8 minutes per batch. Transfer the beef from the pot to a bowl and repeat with the remaining beef and seasoned flour until all the beef has been browned.

For the bouquet garni:


1. Using kitchen string (or completely unsanitary twine...), tie together the celery, parsley stems, thyme, and bay leaves, making a bouquet garni. Boom. Done with that step.

For the stew:


1. Melt 3 tablespoons of the butter over medium heat in the same pot used to brown the beef and add the garlic, carrots and onions. Cook until the onions are slightly golden, about 4 minutes. Add the tomato paste and cook, stirring constantly for 1 minute. Add the reserved marinade, beef broth, beef with juices, cooked bacon and bouquet garni, and bring to a simmer. Cook over medium-low heat, partially covered, until the beef is tender, 2 1/2 to 3 hours.

2. Over high heat, melt the remaining tablespoon butter in a large nonstick skillet and saute the mushrooms until they are golden and all the liquid they have released evaporates, 8 to 10 minutes.

3. Season with salt and pepper.

4. Wait until the last 15 minutes of cooking the stew to add the mushrooms, and then cook for the remaining 15 minutes. Remove the bouquet garni. Season with salt and pepper.

Serve stew over LITERALLY WHATEVER YOU WANT. I slathered mine over rosemary and thyme roasted potatoes, but my wife (very politely) informed me that she prefers her beef bourguignon with mashed potatoes. This dish also works great with any kind of small tube pasta or rotini. Or put it on your morning cereal! I don't care!

Maybe serve it over "freedom fries" if you're still really struggling with the whole "French" aspect.

(I would probably still stick with mashed potatoes though, you Francophobe...)

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Timber Dining Room at Lied Lodge

However deliciously simply such an existence may be, not every meal can be a burger.  Sometimes...you gotta treat yo self.  


Should fine leather goods not be your thing (and, really, leather jackets taste horrible, no matter how delicious the sauce), the Timber Dining Room at Lied Lodge in Nebraska City (just consider it far south Omaha and play along) would be a great place to start.  


Pretty, huh?  Well, the food matches the surroundings.


That pile of deliciousness you're looking at is slow-roasted pulled pork with green chilies, fried apples and fry bread (along with fresh green beans and cabbage).  Everything at the Timber Dining Room is fresh and local.  I'm not going to pretend that I can tell the difference between locally produced pork and a pig from Belgium (probably less of waffle-y aftertaste, I guess), but that knowledge certainly doesn't detract from the experience.  

What did the wife get, you ask? 


Fried chicken with chive-red chili whipped buttermilk, mashed potatoes.  I wouldn't dare get between the Lied Lodge and Time Out Foods in the battle for her fried chicken loving heart.

If you're looking for a semi-romantic to romantic evening (the minor variation depends upon whether or not you partake in the free wine tasting from 5 to 7), a delicious meal (yes, I realize that's the third variation on "delicious" I've used so far - feel free to buy me a thesaurus if it really bothers you), and memorable presentation, then head on down to Nebraska City.  

I'm sure the quaint little town would appreciate the company.  It does get so lonely sometimes...

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Stella's Bar & Grill

Hambugers.  America.  Forget Beyoncé, this burger should have performed at the Super Bowl.

 
I would provide a "half-eaten" shot, but I'm afraid that by the time my hands hit the napkin again, this burger was already dead (for the second time, I guess).

Let's cut to the chase.  Stella's makes a delicious burger.  That napkin I mentioned above?  That's how they serve you your burger.  It takes a confident cook to send out food on a damn napkin.  Lucky for Stella's, at no point during the voracious consumption of my burger did I think, "Man, the only thing that could improve this burger is a plate".  In fact, the only that that improved the burger (at least in my wife's opinion) was the inclusion of peanut butter (the phase "tremendous mouth feel" may have been uttered). 
 
If you're of the opinion that "a burger is a burger," you obviously haven't been to Stella's.  
 
And may the Burger Gods have mercy on your soul.

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Avanza Supermarket

As I mentioned in my seminal blog post, Ecuadorian Quinoa Chowder with Sweet Corn, if you want to create authentic cuisine, it's vitally important to find good ethnic supermarkets.  Nothing against Hy-Vee, but I'm pretty sure they have to outsource the ingredients for their own Chinese buffet...

So where should you go if you want to find cactus (for when okra just isn't slimy enough) or tomatillos that don't look like turn-of-the-century English orphans?  Well, Avanza Supermarket would probably be a good start. 


When is the last time you saw that many tomatillos in the grocery store?  Unless you grew up on a tomatillo farm/grocery store (which, according to Blogspot's overly specific user data, represents about half my readership - the other half are bots originating from former Soviet Bloc nations), I'm guessing it's been a while.  The point I'm trying to make is that Avanza has a tremendous selection of (affordable) vaguely ethnic foods that seem to get neglected in most major grocery stores.  I can appreciate an Old El Paso taco seasoning packet as much as the next guy, but your girlfriend's abuéla (five years of Spanish, people) may disagree.

 Oh, and here's a wall of tortillas.


Much like the Great Wall of China, Avanza's famed Tortilla Wall can be seen from space.

In case I haven't made it clear, go to Avanza.  Be adventurous and support a less well-known ethic supermarket.  You can still go ahead and buy your Doritos at Hy-Vee if you're concerned about their financial solvency.

And, yes, Avanza does have Takis.

 

Sunday, January 20, 2013

Time Out Foods

I'm highly skeptical of "Best Of" lists.  Lovely as they may be, suburbanites tend to be a little over-represented ("Subway has just the best sandwiches!  And those pizzas!  Somebody start the van, quick!").  For this reason, I tend to go by word of mouth when finding new restaurants.  Sometimes - as is the case with Time Out Foods - that mouth just happens to belong to a restaurant critic as part of a "Best Of" list.  This is starting to get confusing, so let's just move on to the food, shall we?

The Omaha World-Herald called Time Out Foods the best place for fried chicken in Omaha.  I'm no fried chicken expert (I tend to get chicken fingers when I find myself at a Popeye's.  I really have no business running a food blog...), but I'm inclined to agree.  When I opened up my box, it was like the Ark of the Covenant scene from "Raiders of the Lost Ark".  Only instead of my face melting, it was like my mouth had melted...because of the drool...Is that making sense?  I feel like I'm not expressing myself well tonight.


Is your face and/or mouth still intact?  I hope so, because you'll need your strength for what is coming next...

  

Boom.  Now that is some delicious chicken.  What makes it so delicious, you ask?  Other than its perfectly crispy skin, Time Out's chicken has a delicious undercurrent of spice.  Not something as boring as cayenne, mind you.  The chicken isn't spicy, per se, it's just seasoned with various spices.  I didn't ask what spices, because that seems pretty rude and I'm frankly a little disappointed that the thought even crossed your mind.  Let's just move on to dessert and forget that this whole thing happened.





Mmmmm, sweet potato pie.  

Make the trek to North Omaha and get your hands on some of Time Out's chicken.  I respect The Colonel and his service to our county as part of Kentucky's Fast Food Army, but he needs to keep his greasy hands off of Omaha's "Best Of" lists.

Time Out Foods, for your efforts, I award you a dancing chicken.



Congratulations.

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Ponzu Sushi & Grill

I'll be real; I'm not a big sushi guy.  If I wanted to eat cold fish for dinner, I would have been born a seal (or maybe a dolphin, but that's probably a discussion best left for another post).  So why would I go to Ponzu, a fairly well-regarded Omaha sushi place in Aksarben Village?  Well, two reasons: (a) my wife loves sushi and (b) fried calamari.  I suppose it also could have been the Groupon, but that kind of makes me sound cheap...

But that's enough build-up.  How was the food?  If you must know, it was pretty good!  From a visual perspective (and let's be real, we eat with our eyes), you would be hard-pressed to do much better.  Take a look at this calamari...


It tastes every bit as good as it looks.  For any "This American Life" fans out there, I should mention that I have no reason to believe that this calamari was actually pig rectum.  For any non-NPR listeners out there, I'm very sorry for the preceding sentence.  Please, continue to enjoy your meal.

For my entree, I went with the teriyaki chicken and coconut jasmine rice.  I'm not going to bore you with a detailed description of the individual rice grains or the pleasing char on both the asparagus spears and chicken.  All I'll tell you is that it was delicious and served to immediately relieve me of my guilt in ordering something as boring as teriyaki chicken (hey, at least I didn't get fish and chips like the poor schmuck at the next table).


Oh, and here's some sushi.


It was good.  There, I said it.

I have not yet developed an official rating system for these restaurant reviews, but let's go ahead and give Ponzu three Ball-Bouncing Seals out of four.

(Yeah, I'm sure this system will have some staying power...)

Sunday, January 13, 2013

Ecuadorian Quinoa Chowder with Sweet Corn

 
What business does a German-English hybrid have making Ecuadorian cuisine?  None whatsoever.  That's why Jose Garces is an Iron Chef and I help facilitate low interest loans to large corporations.  But I'm not here to debate the relative merits of our respective career paths...

This dish is delicious and hearty, thus fulfilling the two basic requirements of any good chowder.  Once you get past the minor obstacle of finding achiote paste (Pro Tip: Don't go anywhere other than a Hispanic grocery store - you'll just end up looking at a bunch of taco seasoning packets otherwise), this recipe is tremendously easy to make.  If you don't believe me, just take a look for yourself.

Source: Jose Garces, as shared in InStyle (and as purchased by my wife)

Ingredients

2 tbsp unsalted butter
1 tbsp extra-virgin olive oil
1/2 onion finely chopped
2 tbsp minced garlic (4 - 6 cloves)
1 tbsp achiote paste
1 cup tricolor quinoa
1 1/2 cups white sweet corn kernels

6 cups vegetable stock or broth
1.5 cups 1% milk (substituted for heavy cream)

2 tbsp all-purpose flour
2 tbsp minced flat-leaf parsley
2 tbsp scallion (minced)
1/4 lb (about 4 slices) of bacon, cut into strips, cooked until crisp, and drained
sliced avocado for garnish (optional)
matchstick potatoes for garnish
hot sauce for garnish (optional)


Directions

1. Heat butter and olive oil in stockpot over medium heat. Cook onion and garlic, stirring occasionally until translucent, about 10 minutes.
2. Stir in achiote paste; cook about 5 minutes. Stir in quinoa and corn, and cook, stirring often, until the grain is lightly toasted, about 5 minutes.
3. Add stock and milk (which has been thickened slightly with a roux); bring to a boil. Decrease heat to medium low; simmer uncovered until the quinoa is very tender and the liquid is reduced by one quarter.
4. To serve, fold in the parsley, chives, bacon, and matchstick potatoes. Season to taste with salt and hot sauce.  

See?  That doesn't look so scary, right?  You don't need to be an Iron Chef in order to exorcise the demons of your German-English heritage and bring the tastes of Ecuador home for everyone to enjoy.

Now let's see if Jose Garces can prepare a passable Non-Recourse Indemnification Agreement.

Probably not, given that I barely can.  I guess we're still even, Jose...