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Back in the Day.

Pictured above are two younger men, at a time that seems like a forever ago.  Myself and my old friend and mentor Chris Boos, whom I’ve recently gotten reaquainted with   He posted some pics on Facebook that I had to get up here.  These were taken at the 131st  Salon of Culinary Arts in New York in 1999.  Chris was the captain the culinary team at Mohonk Mountain House, where we worked.  Everyone on the team won first prize for thier work, myself included.  Pictured below is my gold-medal winning sugar showpiece, which I called The Winemaker.  I remember as we were sliding the glass dome over it, the arm broke off and sugar shattered everywhere.  Chris, fortunately, had brought his entire sugar shop with him.  We had the piece fixed and back on the table in no time.  I learned a powerful lesson that day about preparedness, and also about never giving up.  Just one of the numerous lessons I learned working with this talented Chef. He was my first mentor in the pastry biz, and I owe a large part of my success to him.


Old Blue and the Late Night Ribeye.


Last Night @ Fenouil

Last night @ fenouil


I Gotta Make Moves.

chefjeffaok1.jpgWell everybody, I’m pretty much healed up from the broken arm, and need to get back to work.  I’ll be part time at Fenouil until further notice, and while it was gracious of them to let me keep my job, part time won’t pay the bills.  I’ve created a new page of recent plated dessert ideas to direct prospective employers to here.   These are mainly the desserts from my tasting with Chef Pascal, and mostly Keri’s pictures, so it showcases my latest and greatest, photographed in the best possible way.  So hopefully, in the next week, I’ll have additional employment prospects and I can start climbing out of this hole I’m in.   Also exciting this week:  I recieved my first super-top-secret Daring Bakers challenge!!


Bob’s Famous Beef Bourguignon

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Rob is a Sous Chef at Fenouil.  He’s made Beef Bourguignon so many times that as you can se here, he could do it with his eyes closed.  I’ve seen Rob prepare many different dishes, and have learned a lot from watching him work.  Working in a kitchen you meet a lot of strange people with sick senses of humor, and Rob is among the finest examples, if not the textbook definition of that “fringe element.”  He once used a squeeze bottle full of water to “pee” on my foot in the mens room.  His sense of humor is so perverse, one could imagine being damned to hell for being in the same room when he tells a joke.  It’s proximity damnation.  My frequent attempts to shock or disturb this man have always ended in ME being shocked and disturbed by his comeback.  Understanding all this and looking at this picture I have to wonder: What is he thinking?


Castless Wonder

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Most people will find this picture revolting.  I however, seeing metal sticking out of my arm, thought to myself, human modification is real and I’m finally turning into a robot!! When I woke up from that reverie, it was to a reality involving a surly doctor, vice grips, and a disturbing sensation that can only be described as “when metal is extracted from bone.” Anyhoo, the long road to full-recovery has begun, and through the use of complicated excercises should regain full range of motion in my left hand.  That, of course,  means that I can get back in the kitchen and start synthesizing yumminess ambidextrously once again for my beloved readers.   It also means I can finally stop bitching about having a broken arm.


Five Day Mark (dust off the longboard)

jellyjamandboard.jpgWell it’s been a long haul with this fucking cast.  The past month has been an interesting one.  My skateboards have dust on them, and my “Woo-Hoo” output has been at an all time low.   Modern technology , however, has shown me just how quickly one can pass the time if one desires to.  Additionally, modern hygiene products have shown me just how many days one can go without showering or shaving.  So with under five days left with this cast, I can look back and say, wow, I guess it wasn’t all bad.  I’ve really come to appreciate some things a little more, which I may not have otherwise.  If only I could get Photoshop to pay the rent.


Let’s Butter Poach!!

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Remember the clarified butter that Jaybill and I made to poach pork loin?  Well,  when we got some ultra-delicious looking lamb sausage from New Seasons, so did we.  After poaching about twenty minutes in 140 degree butter these babies were bursting with  buttery goodness.   So we lightly browned them, then devoured them.  This is the first time we made sausage that Jaybill was only able to eat one.  I on the other hand, ate two, and then butter poached bacon the following morning.  When I die way too young from massive heart failure, it will be with a big smile on my face.


I can make this with one arm…literally.

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I NEED to COOK!!! So what better dish to pull out but my Mom’s Baked Ziti.  Why? Because I can do it with one arm, okay?  I’ve seen this recipe put together so many times I can do it in my sleep.  My mom used to do this on Sundays after church, and it’s probably one of the first things I tried to make on my own after toast.  It’s evolved over the years to include penne instead of ziti, fresh tomatoes melted into the mozzerella on top, and enough cheese to kill a…well…it’s got a retarted amount of cheese.  I also used pre-fab alfredo and marinara sauces to make the meat sauce.  C’mon I got a broken arm, okay? Don’t try and tell me you don’t use that much butter on your bread, either.  Salad and bread purchased at New Seasons.  


And I’d like to Thank…

Thanks mom, for always being there…and thanks Kate, for always believing in me…and of course the fans, without them this would never have been possible.  But most of all, thank you Lagunitas for making surviving this broken arm possible.