matzah brei

matza brei frittata

I have fond memories of eating matzah brei for breakfast of a Sunday morning during Passover. I’d wake up to the smell of browned butter and cinnamon, and wander into the kitchen.

My dad preferred the scrambled style of the traditional dish. He’d break several sheets of matzah into large pieces and soak them in water or milk, then mixing them with beaten eggs and stir-frying them in a large skillet. He’d sprinkle the crisp, golden matzah pieces with a little sugar and cinnamon, and serve them up to my brother and me. We would raid the refrigerator for all manner of toppings—cottage cheese, butter, cheddar cheese, American cheese, jam, chocolate syrup—and carry them, teetering, back to the table.

The adventure began when we sat down to eat. Cottage cheese and jam? Jam and butter? Cheddar and jam? Cottage cheese and chocolate syrup? The possibilities were endless and no combination was too weird. The matzah brei itself was a delight, a more rugged version of French toast we only ate once a year. I can still taste it, eggy, warm, buttery and bread-like, the sandy sweetness of cinnamon and sugar in my mouth.

savory matzah brei

1 1/2 cups matzah farfel
4 eggs
butter
1-2 handfuls fresh parsley
1 stalk green garlic or spring onion
1 poblano pepper or other pepper
smoked paprika
salt and pepper
cheddar cheese or any other cheese

  • Pour the matzah farfel into a large bowl. Break the eggs into the bowl and mix with a fork, beating the eggs slightly and tossing to coat the matzah farfel.
  • Melt some butter in a large skillet over medium heat.
  • Coarsely chop the parsley and toss into the bowl.
  • Finely chop the green garlic or spring onion and toss into the skillet.
  • Chop the pepper into 1 inch (3 cm) pieces, adding it to the skillet. Toss to coat with butter and let the mixture sweat.
  • Scoop the pepper mixture out of the skillet and into the bowl of farfel.
  • Season the farfel egg mixture with salt, pepper, and smoked paprika. Mix to incorporate the peppers and seasoning with the farfel and eggs.
  • If necessary, melt more butter in the skillet. Spoon the batter into the skillet and smooth it into a large pancake.
  • Crumble some cheese onto the matzah mixture. Turn on the broiler as the matzah brei cooks.
  • Once the matzah brei has cooked for a few minutes, turn off the flame and place under the broiler. Remove when the top is golden and the cheese has melted.

Serves 2-4

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when you can’t have risotto…

Make matzotto. Matzotto? Let me explain.

Last Saturday evening was the first night of Passover, that eight day festival of freedom during which observant Jews abstain from eating leavened baked goods. The prohibition extends to grains of all kinds, and for many Jews, certain legumes and seeds as well. This means no bread, pasta, oatmeal, and even popcorn, hummus, tofu, mustard. Homes are cleaned from top to bottom and kitchens turned inside out so that any stray crumbs are disposed of. Pots, pans, and dishes must be kashered or replaced with kitchenware specially reserved for the holiday. Household cooks must then prepare meals based on such varied carbohydrate sources as potatoes, potatoes, potatoes, and potatoes. (World Jewry heaved a collective sigh of relief a few years ago when quinoa was designated kosher for Passover. Quinoa is a new world seed rather than a grain, so rabbis have permitted its consumption on Passover.)

Aside from potatoes, many Jews traditionally prepare a variety of starchy side dishes using matzah, such as the famous matzah balls or kneidlach. These are light and fluffy soup dumplings that melt in your mouth when you eat them, in stark contrast to the matzah from which they are made.

As matzah is scarce this year, I bought a huge container of matzah farfel. Matzah farfel is bits of crumbled matzah, which is the cracker bread we Jews eat during the 8 days of the Passover holiday. To be precise, matzah as it is known in the Western world represents the Ashkenazi (European) Jewish tradition of baking flat, hard unseasoned cracker-like breads for Passover. The traditional matzah of Mizrahi Jews (Jews of the Levant or Middle East) on the other hand, is often a soft flatbread much like naan, which is much more fun to eat. It’s hard to make a matzah sandwich that doesn’t turn into a plateful of crispy, shard-like crumbs. If you’ve ever tried spreading cold butter on a slice of matzah, you know what I’m talking about. You may as well eat it with a spoon. I guess that’s where matzah farfel comes from. Matzah factories must have giant buckets full of inadvertently broken matzah which they process and sell as farfel. And there you have it. European Jewry’s answer to pasta for Passover.

In this recipe, I cooked matzah farfel risotto style, more or less. You can also use matzah farfel to make kugel, a traditional savory or sweet pudding served on Jewish holidays.

matzotto

butter and olive oil
1 cup matzah farfel or bits of broken matzah
1-2 handfuls dried mushrooms, soaked in hot water
handful of chopped parsley or other herbs
salt and pepper

  • Melt some butter with olive oil in a large skillet over medium heat.
  • Add the matzah farfel and stir to cover in butter and lightly toast until slightly golden. Add more butter or olive oil if the pan gets dry.
  • Remove mushrooms from from water and squeeze out any remaining moisture. Reserve the soaking water.
  • Coarsely chop mushrooms and add to farfel. Stir to cover in butter.
  • Add some of the mushroom water to farfel mixture and stir. As the farfel absorbs the mushroom water, add more and stir.
  • Taste as you go to get the consistency you prefer. Then season to taste with salt, pepper, and herbs.

Serves 2

Variations: Use smoked salt and/or smoked paprika. Add bits of smoked duck or goose. Use hot chicken stock to soak the mushrooms. Use whole wheat matzah farfel or spelt matzah farfel. Grate in some parmiggiano or pecorino.

Note: To keep the matzotto kosher, use either dairy or meat ingredients, but not both.

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making your own chocolate

I never realized how easy it is to make your own chocolate. All you need is some cacao nibs, coffee grinder, and a mortar and pestle. People in Latin America have been making it since, well, forever, with a metate y mano. In case you don’t feel like clicking the link, here’s what one looks like:

metate

Don’t you want one? I do. It’s got a mid-century modern art look to it—probably because modern art itself is often inspired by ancient abstract art. What’s new is old, and there’s nothing new under the sun, etc. etc.. But I digress. This is a gorgeous piece of kitchen machinery. Imagine making your own corn masa, then making the freshest, most tender tortillas you’ve ever tasted. Or grinding your own fresh spices for a heady, redolent vindaloo. Or, uh, grinding your own wheat flour? What would you do with one of these beauties?

Anyway, I digress again. You can read about the chocolate 101 demonstration with John Scharffenberger and get the recipe for homemade chocolate here. I made an uncomplicated chocolate sweetened with white cane sugar, brown sugar, and honey, respectively. You could also try using agave nectar or yacon syrup, sweeteners that are native to the same regions as cacao (more or less). Or try no sweetener at all, as the ancient Maya and Aztec did.

Photo by gourmetsleuth.com

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overheard…

On the BART:

“I got six girlfriends and I’m faithful to all of them.”

– Smirking boy to girl

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potatoes & whiskey

baby cabbages

A recently threw together a potato dish with cabbage and whiskey (Jack Daniels). It was actually on Saint Patrick’s Day, but only coincidentally. I thoroughly enjoyed it. The cabbage sweetened as it mingled with the booze, the potatoes were both slightly creamy yet still somewhat al dente.

The next day I had lunch at an English tea house where they served something quite similar called Rumbledethumps. They were good. But A’s version was better. Here it is.

potatoes and whiskey

I love these little baby cabbages. I think they might be a little sweeter than their big brothers, but who knows? Good old regular cabbage will do just fine for this dish. You could serve this with hot corned beef or lamb chops, or with some strong Cheddar, perhaps an Irish cheese if you want to keep to the Saint Patty’s theme. I think some sautéed greens would go well, maybe mustard greens or kale.

1-2 pounds small potatoes, halved
1 mini cabbage, chopped, or 1/4 of a small cabbage, chopped
seasonings, to taste:
salt & pepper
hawayij spice mix or your favorite curry powder
sumac
palm oil
butter
2 capfuls of your favorite whiskey

  • In a pot on a medium flame, melt the butter with the palm oil.
  • Add the potatoes, and stir.
  • Season to taste with spices.
  • Sprinkle in whiskey and let the mixture cook for 5 minutes.
    Then add the chopped cabbage.
  • Cover and let simmer for 20 minutes.
  • Sprinkle in water if potatoes look dry.

Serves 2-3

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chocolate covered chipotle roasted almonds

Just in case you missed it, here’s a link to my recent post at Well Fed on the Town in which I discuss chocolate, chipotle, and almonds oh my!

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memories, a postcard

last night in my dream
i was a child again
in self-made pigtails
and ill-fitting clothes
awkward and ashamed.

you smiled at me
I like your braids!
you said
you look nice in green!

and i was happy

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now you can eat and pay rent

When riding public transportation in the US, you often find yourself staring at huge advertisements. Almost anywhere you look, the walls of the train you ride in, the walls of the station platform, the floor and escalator, even the underground tunnels are covered with flickering ads. Cellular phone service, condos in fancy neighborhoods starting in the low 600s, exhortations from the Catholic church urging you to rethink abortion, almost anything can be hocked on the walls of the BART.

This morning, my eye is drawn to a simple fast food ad. I can’t stop looking at this advert. It annoys me in particular, and I’m not sure why. The bottom of the ad features a stylized San Francisco skyline in dark blue—replete with the Golden Gate Bridge and a trolley car. The background is a soft yellow that gradually brightens to a sunny gold towards the top of the ad. There, floating like an ethereal vision, is the product: a biscuit breakfast patty sandwich, a bun stuffed with what appears to be ham and American cheese, and three small cinnamon rolls, partially splattered in sugar icing that looks like glue. Golden rays of sunlight emanate from the foods like a Byzantine icon. The large caption below reads:

Now you can eat and pay rent.
The Fast Food Franchise breakfast menu starting at $1 each.
Fast Food Franchise Logo

I get it. Rent is so high in San Francisco, you barely have enough cash left over to buy food. How ironic, how wry, how… horrible. This is no joke—it’s true. There are people in this city who do not have enough money to both pay the rent and eat much more than cheap fast food. There are people in the city of peace and love who must choose between a place to live and a bite to eat—witness the many citizens living on the sidewalk and in the parks and alleyways of this city.

And then it hits me. I realize why this ad annoys me so much. Those who can eat and pay their rent are privileged. We can afford to buy local, organic, fresh fruits and vegetables and brick-oven baked bread and grass-fed meat and pastured eggs. We perceive it as our right to eat healthful food that nourishes and heals. Those who can’t afford the luxury of pesticide-free, GMO-free, nutrient-dense food must eat food that will eventually kill them, or risk homelessness. This fast food ad is, perhaps unwittingly, playing on the notion that cheap, harmful food is the only choice for the poor while healthful, nutritious food is for those who can afford it. Assuming that advertising reflects the beliefs of its audience, this is a sad state of affairs.

If there were any truth in advertising, here’s what this ad would look like:

Now you can eat government subsidized, artificial, toxic, artery-clogging food, and pay your exorbitant rent on a mildewed hovel in a slightly scary neighborhood.

Breakfast menu starting at $1, ending in sky-high health care bills.

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nesting

nesting spoons

I was at Ikea yesterday, buying some odds and ends in an effort to make our new place home. Yes, I know. Ikea. Great design that disintegrates faster than it goes out of style. Still, they do carry some handy knick knacks.

Take these nesting spoons for example. As soon as I saw them wrapped in plastic fishnet, I was curious. These little lovelies have a magnet on the handle, allowing for easy stacking and keeping them together in your drawer by sheer magnetic force. No fiddly little key ring to corral your wayward measuring spoons. No searching for that one tiny Barbie-sized measuring spoon you never use but invariably need when you least expect it. These spoons stick together like diminutive stainless steel family. (I’m imagining these spoons lined up, largest to smallest, swaying on the kitchen counter, singing “We are family/I got all my sisters with me.” Is it completely bizarre that my kitchenware performs Sister Sledge songs?)

I tried pinning the set to the side of the fridge for storage—no luck. You could probably hang them on a magnetic knife rack—another goody from Ikea which I have yet to install. Meanwhile, these ladies are going in the cutlery drawer where they can sing their little hearts out to an audience of assorted flatware.

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moving house: kitchen tips

tangelo slices on a tupperware lid

We’re moving (yay!). Our tiny little junior 1 bedroom apartment is currently decorated in moving box brown. Everywhere you look there are stacks of cardboard boxes, most of which contain kitchen items. But the tedium of packing our possessions is alleviated by the pleasure of throwing out things we no longer need, and imagining how our new space will look once everything is in place. Never underestimate the value of cabinet space, especially when you’ve got nine boxes labeled “KITCHEN.”

As I’ve been packing up our dry goods and kitchenware, I’ve come up with a few ideas about how to make packing up your kitchen that much easier:

  • Spice racks with bars on the front—to keep the spices from falling out—can probably be packed “as is.” Take the fully stocked spice rack off the wall and place it standing up in a box. If you place other items around it tightly, it probably won’t move much and nothing will fall out or break.
  • If possible, keep one frying pan unpacked so you can fry an egg or cook some sausages. If you’re driving to your new location, you can take the pan with you to use in the new kitchen before everything’s unpacked. Takeout is certainly an option, but it’s always nice to be able to reheat leftovers or fry an egg in the morning. Sometimes eating out of a box can get a little old.
  • Speaking of leftovers, if you have any stoneware dishes or plates, these are perfect for reheating food under the broiler and then serving. There’s always the microwave, but eh… somehow to me, microwaved food never tastes quite right.
  • To minimize the need for restaurant takeout, cook a little extra food for dinner and reserve the leftovers for tomorrow’s breakfast or lunch. You can even do this a week in advance, assuming you have sufficient freezer space. When the move is a few days away and you’ve packed up all your kitchenware, you can defrost the frozen meals under the broiler or in the microwave.
  • A small tin baking pan—the kind that comes with an oven or toaster oven—can be used as a makeshift pan cover. This comes in handy if you want to quickly defrost some food (without using the microwave), or cook dinner just a little bit faster.
  • If you have any old plastic food storage containers, the tops can be used as makeshift plates. I discovered this when I prepared an afternoon snack of tangelo slices and nuts, forgetting that our two remaining dishes were dirty. The little round Tupperware top I found made a decent small plate when used upside down.
  • Milk bottles with caps can be used to store all manner of items. I used them in the kitchen to store grains and beans, and in the bathroom to store ear swabs and cotton balls. I think they look kind of cute, in a retro, Donna Reed kind of way. You can wrap them in newspaper and pack them, or put a bunch of them in a box, placing yogurt container tops between them so they don’t knock against each other.
  • If you buy your yogurt in ceramic crocks, keep the crocks and use them as glasses. This way you can pack your proper glasses and use the crocks instead without worrying if they’ll break. (To be honest, I use them as drinking glasses even when we aren’t packing. They work well for both hot and cold liquids and again, I think they’re cute.)

For tips on organizing your new kitchen, check out the video wisdom of the fabulous Brini Maxwell.

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