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Pootang 3.0.

It’s funny how one idea leads to another and sometimes the most obvious idea is the best one.  Looking at my Fat Spouse dessert, it was good; hell it was great even.  What it lacked however was a warm element.  Something to start melting that malted milk ice cream and pretzel bark.  Something rich and fatty.  Like pootangBREAD pootang. All peanut butter chips and compressed devil’s food cake stratifying a rich brioche custard.  There’s been some discussion of pootang technique in the kitchen as of late, and one thing again leading to another, I’m now pureeing my base.  It creates an even, dense, almost cakey texture.  The chunks of devils food are compressed in the vacuum sealer then diced.  Finally a good use for that bomber technique.  You can get cool potions this way, but a realized dessert was tricky. Now how about that fancy cruise ship garnish?  I got the idea from a dish wifey had dining when we dined at Spago Beaver Creek.  A simple piped lattice of tempered chocolate onto acetate, scored and bent in a PVC half pipe.  The other tile of tempered chocolate underneath the ice cream is a buffer between the cold scream and the warm pootang.  Cocoa nibs help it grip.  I brought back the dulce dessert Watchmen blood drip plate saucing technique for good measure.  This fucker gets oohed and ahhed every time it hits the table. Here’s the recipe for enjoyment of my faithful readers.

Chocolate Peanut Butter Bread Pudding

6 oz butter at room temperature

6 oz sugar

2 oz dark chocolate

4 oz peanut butter

5 eggs

3 cups heavy cream

12 -15 brioche buns

2 cups diced compressed devils food cake that has been diced

1 bag Reeses peanut butter chips

1.  Cream the butter and the sugar with the paddle.  While they are achieving light and fluffy in your stand mixer, melt the chocolate and peanut butter over a double boiler.

2.  When the sugar and butter are light and fluffy, add the melted chocolate and peanut butter.  Mix until well incorporated, scraping the bowl as necessary.

3.  Add the eggs one by one, scraping and incorporating.

4.  Switch to the whisk and add the heavy cream on low speed.  Keep the machine going while you prep the bread.

5.  Cut the bread into large chunks.  Take the custard off the machine, add the bread and mix thoroughly.  You need enough bread to make a messy paste.  Too much and your pootang will be dry, to little and it will be a custardy mess. Cover the mix and let it soak over night.  This is essential to chingon pootang.

6.  Next day pull the base and puree it in the food processor. Transfer to a large bowl and mix in the chunks and chips.

7.  Prepare one half sheet tray with sprayed parchment.  Pour and spread the base into an even layer.  It should ride the rim of the pan.  Cover with plastic wrap, then cover with aluminum foil.  This will create a nice even top.

8.  Bake in a 300 degree convection oven for about 25 minutes, rotating once. It is normal for the pootang to souffle a bit while baking.  When it is done it should be dry (baked looking.)

9.  Cool completely before slicing to de-molding desired shape.  Reheat portions in the microwave for 20 seconds.


Fat Spouse.

Anyone who gets Food Arts probably saw this presentation on page 81 of the July issue; yep I totally stole it.  The original creator is Chef Sandro Michell, pastry master for Alain Ducasse’s Adour in New York’s St. Regis Hotel.  To say that he is a bad ass is a bit of an understatement, to say that his work will be aspired to and emulated the world over is a point of fact.  Who knows if I’m even the first to bite his presentation?  The design of it is perfect; each bite a perfect portion of the flavors and textures.  Faithful readers know of my love of cylinders, this set up was a natural progression from my dulce de leche logs. Chef Sandro streamlines the process by rolling up acetate and piping in the soft ice cream.  Anyway, on to the flavors.  I’ve always wanted to do a plated dessert version of Ben & Jerry’s Chubby Hubby, so here it fucking is!!  Devils food cake, chocolate peanut butter pretzel bark, malted milk ice cream.  This dessert had been a fun little path of progressions for me.  It’s first incarnation was done like Tony Martin’s Brownie Crunchie, a peanut butter and pretzel layer was spread warm onto the cake then set, and sliced.  With that method, the pretzels got soggy; hydrating from the moisture in the simple syrup soaked sponge.  I was riding my bike home on Friday night and it hits me: bark!! What I wanted was bark, like we had in Zermatt!! Just with pretzels instead of almonds and shit.  Crunch factor, achieved!!  The plate is sauced with chocolate and peanut butter caramel, sooooo fucking good!!  When I first plated it up, I tweeted a picture of it, which caused a bit of a stir. Next day my buddy Rich was in to eat it; fucking Twitter, huh?  The other cool thing about this dessert is the cocktail pairing: White Russian.  Naturally you want milk with this right? Or cream? And vodka, right? Kaluha?  We all know Kelley makes a killer Caucasian, it’s perfect!!

Pretzel Bark

6 oz milk chocolate

6 oz dark chocolate

6 oz creamy peanut butter

3 cups loose chopped pretzel sticks

1. Melt the first three ingredients over a double boiler.

2. Stir in the pretzels and pour onto a sheet pan with a silpat or parchment.

3. Chill the bark for 30 minutes before cutting into desired shapes. Store in an airtight container in the fridge.


Simple Bacon Cornbread.

This is  based on a polenta cake recipe I found on the web somewhere.  The oil from the original recipe is substituted with rendered bacon fat, then the bits are mixed into the batter and it’s baked.  I like to buy the bacon scraps from the meat counter at New Seasons for this; it’s already cut up.   I’ve been tweaking and working this recipe for a bit, it’s almost ready.  Ready enough to share with my faithful readers. It still evolves, however.  My friends ask me to make this for picnics and such, this one here was for an Independence Day party at my neighbor Damien’s house.  I’m glad I made it that day; it caught the attention of someone who wanted the recipe for something awesome. As i started to put the recipe together; rendering the bacon and sifting the dry ingredients, I realized I wasn’t going to have enough fat.  Fortunately, I had some pork belly scraps in the freezer, also a deli cup of the rendered fat.  Hooray for melted pig flesh!

Bacon Cornbread
12 oz bacon diced ( I cut about 10% into 1″ pieces)
1 1/2 cups flour
1/2 cup  corn meal
2 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp salt
1/2 cup oz olive oil
2 eggs
1/2 cup sugar
1 cups milk
1 can of cream style corn
Instructions:
  1. Cut most the bacon into small dice.  Leave some bigger chunks for chewy treats throughout.
  2. Render the bacon in your 10 inch cast iron skillet.  I recently learned to put some water in the bottom of the pan and cover it, steaming the bacon some to get at that delicious fat.  Remove the lid after about 8 minutes, and brown the bacon.  If you use a 10 inch cast iron skillet like I do, bake the cornbread right in that pan without washing it.
  3. Weigh the dry ingredients into a bowl and whisk to combine.
  4. In a separate bowl, weigh the liquid ingredients and whisk to combine.
  5. Whisk the wet into the dry and mix to a smooth batter.  Stir in the canned corn.  Stir in the bacon.
  6. Bake in desired form at 325 until golden brown and springy, about 12-15 minutes


Design Process.

I’m a bit of a hack, I must admit.  I mean sure, I got skills.  I’ve got brains. I have a strong undestanding of proper technique, yeah I’ve baked some shit.  I know custards, cookies, cakes, and muffins, I’m sure I could puzzle out a turkey stuffins. The chessecake hand is strong, the bread pudding, people don’t shut up about it. What I’m trying to say here kids is I’ve cooked a bit, I’ve spent some time baking.  Having said all that, I’m kind of a hack.  I hack my way through plated desserts.  I’m like a blunt instrument swung lamely; a dull machete rampage in a chandelier shop.  When it comes to innovation, creativity, style, I’ve got a lot to learn.  I don’t have an original bone in my body.  Most of the things I do are bit off someone else, twisted and forced through the filter of someone in the one to five years of experience demographic.  I’m getting better, I think I might be starting to figure it out.  I Google ideas. I read cookbooks, magazines.  I try and eat dessert when I go out.  I write shit down a lot.  Well these days, I just tap it in.  I’ll be on the bus or my bike or whatever and suddenly I’ll think: Grilled Zucchini Bread with Root Beer Ice Cream!!  Into myPhone it goes. I’ve always drawn plates, shapes and squiggles sometimes reverse engineering shapes into flavors.  I like to bounce my ideas off Kate because she has a keen eye for design.  She taught me “plan view;” brilliant!.  I try to come up with something that looks cool and eats well.  I shoot for ninety percent Damn That’s Good and ten percent How’d He Do That?  Most times, it works.  I’ve been hammering out a new summer menu, and I think these are some bad-assed desserts.  I’ve been working with a consultant who asked to remain anonymous, suffice to say this person is a also bad-assed.  One of the best pastry chef’s I have worked with, this person has forced me to create outside my comfort zone, deviate from my normal menu formula.  Oregon produce is so good right now, fruit is everywhere on this one.  Changing desserts this week; stay tuned for more my faithful readers.


Taking This Too Seriously

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It’s been difficult to write lately; I’ve been too picky.  I’ve been to selective.  I have no time to be picky.  I’ve been trying too hard to come up with something emotionally sweeping, something simply fraught with import.  Fuck all that.  Writing for me should spout, flow from the fingers in a furious foray, shout out.  With words.  Fuck all that, too.  I need to throw a turd at the wall and hope it sticks, and doesn’t smell.  Everybody and his brother has a silly blog.  I think one that people read should be compelling and personal and raw and funny.  Sometimes offensive, yes.  Like humans.  Should it give information?  Sure.  Why not?  But what’s to prevent you, faithful reader of the blogosphere, from getting that information somewhere else?  The net is vast and boundless.  Information is truly everywhere, input available at any time and any place.  30 second clips and jpegs and words so many words swirl in a whirlwind none of these words will wind up heard.  Somewhere between Twitter and WordPress lies the perfect blog.  Random yet poingant, thoughtful or not.  Unique and engaging but quickly, please, I’ve got four tabs open.


Faithful Readers.

For those five or six people that actually read this shit allow me to elucidate, you are not alone!  faithful readers are out there, and they’re making dessert.  This photo here is a version of the Dessert of Last Year; a chocolate flourless cake made by Ms. Jessie Badley, a culinary student and faithful reader.  Apparently the dessert is offered at her cooking college’s restaurant, where it is maued upon with much gusto.  It gives me great pleasure to know that someone is out there among the interwebs reading my screwy ideas and bullshit ramblings.  So pleasured am I in fact, that I will now publish her email without her permission!  Thanks Jessie!!

Hello! I recently found your site online and have become somewhat obsessed. I’ve looked through all your plated desserts and they are beautiful! I am currently enrolled in culinary school as a prospective pastry chef and found your recipe for the chocolate whiskey cake! I am actually making this at school right now for our plated desserts in the restaurant on campus (inspired by your post.)  I just wanted to let you know that its genius. I switched out makers mark for Evan Williams (sour mash) and it tastes amazing!  So I guess I’m writing to thank you for having an awesome blog and such in depth directions and whatnot. not only do I get a giggle out of your words, but I’ve learned a lot! Keep it coming!
As you can see, I’m the shit!  No, wait I’m A shit.  Anyway, thanks to all that might be reading, I hope to hear from more and more of you.  Don’t forget to follow me on twitter, @ slow_lane

Devil’s Food Cake with Dulce de Leche Mousse.

in possibly my best effort in plated dessert design to date, I give my faithful readers this fucking thing.  Hopefully, the plate exudes a clean elegance, peppered with a touch of how’ did he do that? Well, I’ll tell you.  The sponge cake base is a classic Devil’s Food cake recipe that I found in one of my new favorite cookbooks, Dessert Fourplay by Johnny Iuzzini. The recipe calls for mayonnaise, which tickles me, and keeps the cake super-moist.  The science of that is kind of obvious: cake batters have eggs and oil, mayo is eggs and oil emulsified.  On top of the sponge cake I pipe a chocolate icing that I found the recipe for on the best food site ever, IDEAS IN FOOD. The icing calls for sweetened condensed milk (like the dulche,) and balsamic vinegar to blend with dark chocolate.  The sticky icing has a nice subtle acid note, a quiet personality.  On top of the icing is a thin piece of tempered chocolate, a nice thin snappy-crunch.  I’ve seen garnish this used a lot; especially in Parisian pastry shops.   With the help of my ChocoBot, some marble slabs, and some precise cuts, this process proved to be quite easy.  Just like Salted Caramel Sauce, easy peasy-smack-a-jeezy.  Really, the only semi-difficult element to this dish is the dulce de leche mousse.  The recipe it self is no brain-tease; just a spin on a white chocolate mousse.  In fact, I was originally going to use caramelized white chocolate, but decided the laborious process wasn’t worth the taste.  It tastes like dulce, so why not just use dulce?  Making dulce de leche is not hard, just kinda weird.  Take a few cans of sweetened condensed milk, place them in a large pot (yes in the can.)  Fill the pot with water, be sure to cover the cans by a few inches.  Bring the water to a boil, and keep boiling for 3 to 4 hours.  Keep a bucket of water nearby to refill the water as it evaporates.  After 4 hours, kill the heat and dump out the water.  Cover the cans with ice to cool them off.  When cooled, open the cans and enjoy the dulceness.  I know this sounds strange, but it’s way easier than the traditional method. So here’s the hard part, molding the cylinders.  Not really hard I guess, just time consuming.  I’ve seen Michael Laiskonis of Le Bernardin make cool cylnders on his blog,  and always wanted to try it.  After a month of experimenting, I have a process.  There’s got to be a better way, but here’s how I do it.  Take your cannoli forms and line one side of each mold with tin foil. Stand them upright in a six pan or secured with a rubber band on a sheet tray. Line each mold with acetate, the thin clear plastic stuff.  When the mousse is ready, pipe it into the molds.  Freeze them shits rock hard, at least 3 hours, better to do it overnight.  \Demold the mousse and plate while frozen, and thaw in the fridge on the plates. Serve with desired components.  Or wrap them shits.

Dulce De Leche Mousse

4 1/2 sheets of gelatin.

1 1/4 cups heavy cream

1 lb 5 oz Dulce de Leche

1 1/2 cups heavy cream

1.  Bloom the gelatin in cold water.

2.  Weigh the dulce de leche into a bowl.  Bring the first measurement of cream to a boil, and then pour it over the ducle.  Drain and add the gelatin.  Whisk to combine.  Or use an immersion blender.

3.  Allow the mixture to cool to room temperature.  Meanwhile, whip the second measurement of cream to soft peaks.

4.  Fold in the cream gently.  Pipe into desired molds, or just into a martini glass.  Chill until set and enjoy.


Chepe

I’ve run into a diverse cross-section of chefs, and Mike Perez is one of the best I’ve known.  He’s more gringo than Mexican, but he’s still a great cook.  He’s got the humble pan pusher work-ethic, and the passionate drive to make the best food.  We’ve got an easy raport that sometimes speaks volumes in a look, the kind of in-the-trenches kind of friendship that only true kitchen lifers know.  Sometimes during service, deep in humping out food, he’ll just crack a sly smile.  “Ain’t nothin’ to a boss!” Sometimes, he’ll look at me like Murderface, and I’ll know what he means; you nasty, girl! As a faithful reader, our jokes got jokes, laughter comes easy.  I’m proud to rank him among the top people I’ve met in this business, and as a lifelong friend.  As all cooks know, you run into those people in your careers; the kind of peeps you say you’ll work with again, maybe even open up your own place, and with Chepe it’s no different.  With him I can almost see it actually happening.  We both were privileged to be mentored by Chef Jack Yoss, and as anyone who has worked with Jack knows, that’s something. I’ve learned a lot working with Perez, watching him cook, lead the cooks. I’ve jumped down, I’ve turned around, I’ve picked a bag of cotton.  I’ve been violated. I’ve enjoyed some long services, some outlandish circumstances. We’ve even spent some time together off the clock, riding the mountain, eating and drinking.  Drinking, eating, cooking, drinking.  The guy loves food. I recall once I was drinking creme anglaise out of the blender.  Perez walks up and laughs, then asks for a hit.   You really have to respect a guy that will drink creme anglaise out of a blender.  Well…I do anyway.


Milk Chocolate Cheesecake: BAM!!

As my faithful readers may guess, I hesitate to utter or type the word “bam,” let alone “BAM!”  I find it appropriate here however because of two things.  Firstly, I stole this recipe from none other than the “bam-man” himself, Emeril Lagasse. Second this cheesecake hits you like so many extra handfulls of whatever it may be, BAM! Leaving the audience (you,) asking for more. At first glance, any pastry minded person would wonder at the food processor method and the addition of flour for this cheesecake.  Also, no water bath while baking?  My employer Adam mused that it was no doubt some kind of shortcut or compensation for poor technique.  The likelihood of him being correct doesn’t change the silky texture and pure indulgence of this tangy chocolately treat.  The only thing did I differently was to increase the milk chocolate by 2 ounces.   I use a water bath, too.  I just have to.  I also use a milk-chocolate feuillitine crust after baking and chilling and an oreo cookie round when it hits the plate.  I make the milk chocolate crust by melting the chocolate over a double-bloier, then mixing in enough feuillitine to have a fluid but crunchy texture.  I bet you could use chopped cereal flakes and have similiar results, if you’re having trouble finding the feuillitine. I hate soggy graham cracker crust.  At first I baked it in a square and cut rectangles, but soon switched to the demisphere, which due to gravity actually bakes things into truncated domes.  I glaze them in dark chocolate and pipe the cute little milk chocolate lines.  For sauce I use a blood orange caramel, which balances with he milk chocolate nicely.  When I sauce the plate, I envision the mask of Rorschach from Watchmen, because I’m a silly dreamer.

Emeril Lagasse’s Milk Chocolate Cheesecake

3 pounds cream cheese, softened

2 cups sugar

6 large eggs

1 cup heavy cream

1/2 cup bleached all-purpose flour

Pinch of salt

1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract

10 ounces milk chocolate, melted

Beat the cream cheese in a food processor until smooth. Add the sugar and process. Add the eggs 1 at a time, running the processor in between each addition. Add the heavy cream, flour, salt, and vanilla and process until smooth, scraping down the sides of the bowl as needed. With the motor running, add the chocolate in a steady stream. Pour the mixture into the prepared pan. Bake (in a water bath) until the center of the cake sets, about 1 hour and 15 minutes.

Oreo Cookie

1 1/2 cups powdered sugar

8 oz soft butter

1 tsp salt

1 tblsp vanilla extract

1/2 cup cocoa powder

2 1/2 cups A.P. Flour

Cream the butter, salt and sugar well, but not to light and fluffy

Sift in the flour and cocoa powder, then mix to form a dough

Cover with plastic and chill at least one hour before rolling on a floured surface and cutting out cookies

Bake at 350 for 12 minutes


Recently….

For New Year’s Eve I created Chocolate 3 ways form of Ibarra Hot Chocolate, Flourless cake with Basil Ice Cream, and Milk Chocolate Panna Cotta.  Last year I did Chocolate 4 ways, so next year it will probably be a Duo.  I don’t know if I’m getting more refined or more lazy.  In the post-holiday slow season I’ve been busy as hell trying to stay busy.  I received an email to make dessert for this years IPNC event, a 400 person catering mission.  I’ve been developing a new boozy chocolate candy line (above,) brainstorming a new dessert menu, and I’ve even started writing on the restaurant’s blog. This last bit is excites me.  I’ve got some great ideas to promote our food and drink, as well as write some cool pieces on my fellow awesome people; the staff at ten-01!  Once I work out some of the kinks in the wordpress theme, we’ll have how-to videos, hella pics, and lots of great writing by yours truly.  I’ll begin by creating bios for everyone.  When that person is mentioned in a post, I can link back to thier bio, and create a richer experience.  Anyhoo…my faithful readers needed fret, my work writing will be done at work, so I’ll see have plenty of time to continue publishing great content here at mrjeffmccarthy.com. For example, here’s a video of Perez breaking down a chicken while Chef heckles him.  At first I thought the video was ruined, but after watching it on YouTube a couple of times, it started to grow on me.  Stay tuned!!

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