Saturday, February 28, 2009

Carla Blew It

And, boy, do I feel for her! Maybe there ARE women SOMEWHERE who have never had an instant of self-doubt. But I certainly understand how, in the moment that she needed to listen to her own inner voice the most, she found herself putting other people’s opinions first, because she felt insecure AND she wanted to be nice…to be accommodating.

The really interesting thing is that it was another woman who brought her down – her sous chef, Casey, who apparently didn’t have those same social strictures in place.

Of course, it was 100% Carla’s fault for listening to her and not sticking to her guns. But, who among us, hasn’t had a similar situation (okay, maybe the stakes weren’t so high) where we backed down, because of pressure?

I wish I knew what Casey was thinking. I didn’t see her season of Top Chef. Perhaps, she was trying to relive her own Top Chef final and push for what SHE would have done? It’s a mystery, but honestly Carla’s reaction isn’t.

It’s what happens when you get close to achieving what you really want to achieve and then you just get scared – plain and simple. You don’t think you deserve what you’re striving for and you sabotage yourself.

Carla also said she wanted to show that she could win Top Chef by being kinder and gentler. I don’t remember, even a moment, where she strayed from that. She never stepped outside her own sweet being.

Stefan was already going to hell, so it wouldn’t have mattered what HE did to win.
The sad thing is that it wouldn’t have taken anything terribly spurious for Carla to win. She just needed to BELIEVE for 2 more days and she could have reigned supreme. But I believe in her and I think someone somewhere will grab her and give her the kind of opportunity she deserves.

In the mean time, click here to vote for Carla for Fan Favorite.

About Stefan: I love the headline of this story: Did the Villain Ever Stand a Chance? And this: “Bravo was not about to let a rogue like Stefan be the face of its franchise.” Tom claims the producers had nothing to do with choosing the winner. I do believe him, but Stefan’s abrasive personality certainly rubbed Tom the wrong way.

That headline also suggests that, because they use the Top Chef so much in promotional situations, Stefan would have been a poor choice because of his foul mouth and wild ways. (Fabio was a pretty expressive curser too.)


I don’t think that attitude is fair to Stefan. When he rushed up to comfort a crying Carla and continued to try to sooth her while they waited for the judges' opinion, THAT said as much about him as an entire season of cursing and all his nonsense.

Friday, February 27, 2009

I Hope Smug, Self-Assured Tom (That IS Why We Love Him, Though) Is Happy With His Choice Of Hosea As Top Chef

Because I'M not.

I wonder if he caught Hosea on Regis and Kelly this morning. (Actually, it was ANDERSON and Kelly today.) I do understand this was his first (I think) appearance as the winner of Top Chef, but REALLY someone should have told Hosea he was on television. It was a completely charmless performance with a stiff and unsmiling newest Top Chef.

He kept looking down at the dumb pot he was stirring, as if anyone really cared about the actual recipe. The adorable AC gave him every opportunity to tell us some tidbits about his experience and he didn’t take advantage of it. Hosea interacted very poorly even with the ever-perky Kelly, who couldn’t bring him out of his shell. THANK GOODNESS HE KISSED LEAH, or there REALLY would have been nothing to talk about.

Hosea made a perfectly okay chowder*, but he should have been concentrating on connecting, if not with the audience, then at least with the hosts.

Compare that with the ever-charming Fabio on Ellen yesterday. I saw just a little of it, but I heard he wooed his host and audience not just with his good looks, but also his humor and outgoing personality. Quite a contrast to Hosea.

Tom says he has no regrets about picking Hosea, but even he admits that Fabio may be the stand-out star of the season.

* Although it does have a rather baffling method, which calls for making a regular chowder mixture and THEN adding a roux TO the liquid, instead of adding the liquid TO a roux. Since when do you add flour to a chowder? I have seen it very occasionally, but it’s totally unnecessary. Anyway, he was so dreary, I doubt anyone will be making it.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Part Two - The Finale Of Top Chef Season 5

The guests arrive. Oh, there’s Fabio. I see Rocco and Gail. Ti Martin, “proprietor” of Commander’s Palace is there. Bunches of other people are there. Hosea pretends to know them by reputation - Susan Spicer (Chef/Owner, Bayona); John Besh (Chef/Owner, August): Hubert Keller (Chef/Owner, Fleur de Lys).

Hosea’s appetizer gets passed around:
Blackened Red Fish on Corn Cake with Creole Remoulade & Micro Cilantro

Bleh!!!
Just kidding. That could be good.
John Besh: He nailed it. Hubert: Great presentation. I loved it.

Stefan’s Appetizer:
Alligator Soup with Celeriac, Parsley Leaves & Puff Pastry

Why do I think they won’t like it? I’m really concerned that Hosea is going to cook decently today and something will go wrong with the others and Hosea will win.

Rocco: This is fantastic. Oh good, I’ve always loved Rocco. Wink, wink. Hubert: the consistency is great. Fabio: Great job. There’s Toby. Yay! Not.

Carla comes out with a big grin and her appetizer:
Shiso Soup with Blue Crab & Chayote Thai Salsa

Susan: Nice concentrated flavor. Tom: Well cooked. Branford MarsalisWhat’s he doing there? I love him. He says you could taste the crab. Tory McPhail ,(Executive Chef, Commander’s Palace: Good dish.
Do you think no one had heard of shiso (either, like me) and that’s why they didn’t appear to go into detail about it?

The chefs come out into the dining room and are introduced to everyone that I just mentioned.

Carla’s First Course
Seared Red Snapper over Saffron Aioli, Braised Fennel, Grilled Clam Over A Crouton


John Besh: Something special. Tom: Carla’s dish I liked. I liked the idea. Branford: It tasted great to me. Ti: It reminded me of the first time I went to France and had fish soup. (Probably from the fennel, Ti, and Carla did say she was concentrating on French sauces.) I LIKE TI!

Hosea’s First Course
Tuna Hamachi & Black Bass Sashimi with Fennel Oil, Citrus & Fried Tempura Bits


Ti: I was dying to love Hosea’s dish, but it didn’t pop. Thank goodness, I can breathe a bit.
Fabio: It was good, but missing seasoning.
How is it fair that Fabio is there, when obviously he wants his buddy to win (not that I'm complaining)? Someone else said a little bit of salt would have gone a long way.

Stefan’s First Course
Smoked Salmon & Halibut Carpaccio with Micro Greens, Citrus Vinaigrette & Caviar

Uh-oh! That frozen fish IS a problem.
Tom says it’s almost watery. Thankfully, Hubert liked his dish. He liked the technique. Toby thought both Stefan’s and Hosea’s were perfectly executed, but both a little bit bland, whereas Carla’s dish had real personality.

Branford says chefs talk just like musicians.

Carla’s Second Course:
Sous Vide New York Strip Steak with Seared Potato Rod with Merlot Sauce


Gail: Is anyone finding Carla’s sirloin as tough as I am? Yikes! I KNEW THE SOUS VIDE WAS A MISTAKE! Casey went home ONCE, WHY did Carla listen to her? Thank goodness for Ti: The lady can make a sauce. Tom: This doesn’t remind me of her. Okay, it’s all the more mysterious as to why she let herself by talked into this by Casey. John Besh: She lost the soul she had in the first dish.


Stefan’s Second Course:
Pan Seared Squab, Braised Red Cabbage & Schupfnudeln, Foie Gras & Grape Jus


John Besh: Very few American chefs that I know can cook a game bird this well. Gail: The squab was cooked beautifully.

Hosea’s Second Course:
Seared Scallop with Foie Gras on Pain Perdu, Apple Preserves & Foie Gras Foam

Gail: I can’t stop eating it. I love the pain perdu. (Pipe down, Gail. Don’t you have a honeymoon to be on?) Tom: It’s well done and I’ve seen this dish before - foie gras and scallops. Rocco: Maybe it’s only me, but I’m tired of eating foie gras. Go Rocco! Gail looks slightly fed up with him and shakes her head.

Back in the kitchen, Carla says her soufflés are a disaster, because she forgot to turn down the oven. Souffles??! I thought you were going with the cheese tarts. OMG! Did you let Casey talk you out of winning this competition? She decides not to serve them, so there’s just a tiny tart looking thing on the plate. Oh, I guess she was planning to make both.

Stefan’s Third Course
Stracciatella Ice Cream, Chocolate Mousse, Vanilla Syrup & Banana Lollipop


Tory McPhail really likes the progression of Stefan’s dishes and says that his dessert was the best of all. Tom says the mousse and ice cream are fine, but “it’s not like a complete thought”. Huh? My complete thought is that Hosea is getting awfully close to winning this. Gail thought the presentation was dated.

Carla’s Third Course
Apple Tart with Blue Cheese & Walnut Crumble

She admitted that her “blue cheese soufflé didn’t soufflé”. I guess she had to say that, since the plate looked kind of bare. Gail says she’s incredibly disappointed at Carla’s mishap.

Hosea’s Third Course
Pan Roasted Venison, Chestnut & Celery Root Puree with Wild
Mushrooms


That looks so dumb next to the dishes of the other two.
Tom liked this dish a lot. (He WOULD…I guess bald guys stick together.) Gail: He played to his strengths.

Even though it hurts him to say it, Fabio says that Hosea closed the meal in a much better way. Yeah, well, it hurts ME to say that I think Hosea is going to win.

Oh wait, Hubert says if someone is going to be given the title Top Chef, he or she should be able to make dessert. Yeah! Even though, it WOULD BE kind of unfair to penalize someone for that when all they were told is to cook the very best three courses that they could. He says the venison was safe way out.

At the end of the meal, Carla thanks Casey. She SHOULD slap her. Hosea thinks he did fine. He going to face the judges with “his head on high”.

The chefs all come in to judges table. Gail loved Carla’s appetizer. Tom enjoyed the flavors. Everyone had a problem with her meat. Toby goes on for a bit about how anemic her second course was and that they wanted something much bolder from her.

Tom asks how much influence Casey had on her. She says Casey suggested the sous vide and, even though, she had never done it, she said okay, I’ll do it. WHY CARLA, WHY? Tom raises his eyebrows, flares his nostrils and sharply inhales.

She tells them she forgot to turn the oven down. Tom says why a soufflé? She says Casey suggested it. Again…WHY, OH, WHY?

“It seems that you let your sous chef talk you out of the food that got you into the finale” says Tom.
He doesn’t understand why. I don’t either.

Toby thought Hosea’s hors d’oeuvres was excellent. Hosea says it was fun to “dole out” the proteins. Tom says, you mean it was fun to stick it to Stefan? Hosea says Stefan would have done exactly the same thing to him. ("MOMMY, Stefan punched me first!" Go to your room, Hosea!)

Toby says his sashimi was very fresh, very light, but he didn’t feel it had enough citrus flavors. Tom and Gail loved the scallop and foie gras dish. Tom thought the apple compote tied it together nicely.

Hosea claims he picked the venison because he wanted to end the meal with something big and robust AND, oh yeah, Hosea, you’re incapable of making dessert! You left out that part. Toby asks if it was bit of a risk not making dessert. Hosea doesn’t give an inch and just says for him a meal doesn’t have to have dessert.

They all liked Stefan’s alligator soup a lot. Gail says his carpacchio tasted watered down. Tom agrees and doesn’t approve of freezing fish to slice it thin. Gail says she really enjoyed his squab. (This is going to be a definite win for Hosea. I’m not looking forward to the end.) Tom on Stefan's squab: Strong dish. Flavorful dish. He thought it was the strongest dish of the night.

Padma asks why they each think they should win Top Chef. Stefan says he thinks he deserves it overall and that he’s been very consistent. I agree. Hosea is like a big puppy begging to be loved. He says he put a piece of himself out there tonight. Wait, I take that back. Puppies are cute. Hosea’s not. Toby grimaces.

Carla says when she cooks HER food, it’s delicious and then she dissolves into tears. Stefan goes to hug her. See? He can be nice. He says, “Don’t cry” in the “stew room”.

Back in with the judges, Padma says I guess we can agree that Carla is out of the running. Tom says decisively, “CARLA would agree that SHE’S out of the running.”

Tom says that Stefan and Hosea come from two different places. Stefan has a more classical background. That’s the understatement of the season. Padma says that, while not as skilled technically as Stefan, there is a thoughtfulness to Hosea’s food. HOLD ON! You said that Stefan is more technically skilled and everyone can agree that his food is great when he’s at the top of this game, so WHY wouldn't that make him a more suitable Top Chef?!!

Toby: Structurally Stefan’s menu was better thought out. Have I mentioned that Toby is a man a great intellect? Maybe Stefan WILL win - they did LOVE his squab after all. But Tom says he can’t get past the dessert. Toby says he didn’t think it was so bad. Have I said lately that I don’t think Toby is so bad?

Tom says the arc of Hosea’s dishes was good. Toby can’t get over Hosea not making dessert.

The others think Stefan doesn’t have soul. Toby, looking a bit disgusted, says if they’re going to give it to the most soulful chef, they should give it to Carla! YEAH! You go, boy!

I’m pretty sure it will be Hosea. Drat! Darn! I SO won’t be happy.

The 3 chefs come back in the room. Tom thanks them all. He says Carla was strong along the way. Hosea put together a nice meal. Stefan had some amazing highs.

Hosea wins!!! I’m soooooooooooo bummed. What a putz. “Who just won Top Chef? Hosea did.” THAT’S Hosea talking. That’s pretty disturbing.

Stefan tells the camera if he had made a different dessert, he would have won. I’m sure he’s right. Stefan says he’s happy for him and he’s not bitter. The other contestants come out.

Hosea says it felt really good to beat Stefan. He’s soooooooooooo insecure. Even his last moment (okay, I get that this is all edited) is devoted to sticking it to Stefan. IT SHOULDN’T BE ABOUT STEFAN! IT SHOULD BE ABOUT YOUR POTENCY (YES, I SAID POTENCY) AS A CHEF!

I'm bummed and dismayed that Hosea won. It was my fear from the first seconds of this episode. He’s a jackass.

Honestly, I can’t imagine anyone being happy that he won.

If you had to describe Hosea's food in a few phrases could you? WELL, could you? NO!


Stefan, you could say, featured well-honed techniques in delicious reworkings of classical favorites (notwithstanding that the judges thought his dessert was fuddy-duddy). Carla did...well, Girl, just good old home cooking with interesting modern ingredients. But Hosea? He likes to cook fish. Whoop-Dee-Doo! I’m not happy at all. Not at all.

Part One: How Did I End Up All Discombobulated At The Finale Of Top Chef?

Chefs I Hated, I Love (Stefan, Rocco and Judge Toby); Chefs I Loved, I Hate…Well, Not Really, More Like Chefs I LIKED, I now LOVE (Carla) BUT I Still Hate The One I Hate – And The Winner Is...

Hah, you’re not getting off THAT easy. You have to take this journey with me.

They’re still in New Orleans. Carla is doing yoga. Hosea is giving himself a pep talk.

The three remaining chefs have breakfast on the paddle boat, The Creole Queen. They chat companionably. Hosea is waaaaahhhhh, waaaaahhhhh, waaaaahhhhh-ing to the camera about how he has so much more to prove than Carla and Stefan, because they already own their businesses and he works for someone else in a small town.

Stefan is bummed that Fabio went home.

They meet Padma and Tom at The Historic New Orleans Collection. Tom gives them the final challenge: Cook the best three course meal of your life.

Oh? Is that all? I just did that last Thursday.


He continues: He “wants to see the fire, passion and soul and more importantly, it must be delicious.”

He adds that even though it’s three courses, they do NOT have to make a dessert. Is that a trick? If they DON’T make a dessert, the judges won’t think they’re deficient in that area? We’ll see.

Stefan is a bit cowed by the directive and remarks to himself: "@!&#*% if Tom says you can make ANYTHING.”

They’ll be cooking their final meal at Commander’s Palace. Didn’t they recently have a huge fire? Oh wait, that was Paula’s place in Savannah. They’ll be serving 12 people.

Tom says they’ll have some help. Ricky, Casey and Marcel from past Top Chefs walk in. I have no idea who they are, so this means nothing to me. Oh wait, that’s Richard, not Ricky. I know him – the king of molecular gastronomy. They each came in second in their respective seasons.

Carla picks the first knife to determine the order for choosing their sous chefs. She gets number 3. For some reason, Stefan lets Hosea pick the next knife and Hosea gets number 1. He chooses Richard. I can see the two of them together. But that doesn’t mean much, since I don’t know who the other two are.

Stefan picks Marcel, saying he’s a bit of a @!&#*%. The language of these foreigners! Carla gets Casey. They’re prepping in the Audubon Tea Room.

Hosea grabs 2 large logs of foie gras. Stefan tells him one of those is his. (I don’t think it really was.) Hosea refuses to hand any over. Stefan gives him a hard time for sneaking off with all the foie gras and Hosea says, okay, we’ll each take 1½. Stefan says forget it. Why do I think that decision will come back to haunt him and that the judges will say that one of his dishes needed more foie gras?

Hosea is a flavor junkie, he tells us. Ugh!

Oh crap, Stefan sees that Hosea has grabbed ALL the caviar too. I actually think that although that’s smart, Hosea is really a jerk and the only way he can win is to steal all the food and not allow anyone else to have anything good.

Casey suggests to Carla that she SOUS VIDE the beef. NO, DON’T DO IT!!!! Every single example of sous vide-ness on Top Chef has been a failure. PLUS, Carla says she’s never done it before. Don’t do it!!! Carla, listen to me.

Stefan says that cooking basic food is much sexier than a bunch of bull@!#%. Well, I hope he’s right. I actually don’t mind if either HE or Carla wins. I just don’t want Hosea to win. And now I’m really nervous for Carla. Drat! Why couldn’t that Casey have kept her mouth shut? I’m worried…

A Voodoo Tarot card reader comes and tells their fortunes. Stefan asks her about a girl named Jamie. She says she could be his girlfriend. (Not unless a WHOLE LOT has changed.) Stefan says he bought voodoo dolls and called them Hosea and Carla and stuck pins in them. Don’t you sort of have to admire his completely brazen hubris?

They walk into the kitchen of Commander’s Palace and Tom is standing in back of an alligator on ice! Gross! He’s adding one more course to their meal. Each of them has to make an appetizer to go on a tray to be passed before dinner. They have to use some traditional New Orleans ingredients. They each will cook with one of the following: crab, red fish AND alligator. Carla says her butterflies are turning into bats.

Stefan says, “Alligator is just a wacky meat. It’s like having a kangaroo or eating @!#% raccoon. What’s the point?” I’m with him!

To pick who cooks what, Tom uncovers a king cake. (It looks exactly like Em’s!) Whoever gets the baby in his or her slice gets to pick who gets which protein. Yikes! Obviously, if Hosea gets the baby, Stefan gets the alligator. And vice versa.

DARN!!! Hosea gets the baby. Surprise, surprise, he picks the red fish, gives Carla the crab and, natch, he gives Stefan the alligator. THEN in his interview he gives Stefan the finger and is sooooo proud of himself for sticking it to him. Classy...

I KNOW that Stefan would act just as abominably, but HE doesn’t need every little advantage to win, whereas Hosea may win, just by stealing all the good food and having an easier time with the appetizer.

They get to work. Hosea blathers on about his hors d'oeuvres, saying he’s proud to be there, proud to be cooking in Commander’s Palace and he’s cooking a dish that represents New Orleans. Hush! Go away. I have complete and total antipathy for him. Ugh, again!

Stefan cuts the tail off the alligator and cuts the skin off the meat. He decides to make a soup out of it. He says WHAT else am I going to make out of it? Dumplings?!! Good luck.

I’m not sure what’s going on with why I’m pulling for Stefan so much. I suppose it’s because I dislike his male competition so much.

We hear Carla scream. Apparently, she’s having some trouble with her crab. I’m not sure what happened. Did a crab grab her? I couldn’t really see. Stefan rescues her. Was she hurt? I guess not. See? Stefan CAN be a good guy.

Carla’s feeling the pressure of the appetizer and not concentrating on the rest of her menu.

Hosea’s not making a dessert, because it’s not his strength and he doesn’t want his last dish to be not up to par.

Sorry, I like Stefan’s menu the best. If Carla’s is REALLY, REALLY good, then that might overcome it seeming a little simple, compared to the guys’ meals.

Casey suggests doing a bleu cheese soufflé instead of a tart. NO CARLA! Stick to your guns. PLEASE! Do what you’re comfortable with. She sticks with the tart…I think.

Marcel isn’t happy that Stefan is freezing his fish to get a really thin carpacchio. We are definitely being set up for his carpacchio failing.

I’m really on pins and needles, thinking Hosea could pull off a win. Please, no.

Chef Michael White - Purely Delightful

I loved the chef on The Today Show this morning! Michael White of Convivio, Alto and the soon-to-be-open Marea, was on for just a short time, but made a wonderful impression - soft-spoken, kind and polite (when was the last time you heard a chef described THAT way?) AND authoritative.

He says that scallops are easy to cook and they can make a chef appear to be a superstar. (Remember Jamie?) Chef White gave us some quick tips for cooking scallops:

Get FRESH ones that haven’t been sitting in a pool of liquid. That liquid means they’ve been treated with phosphates to preserve them, because their lack of fat causes them to turn quickly.

Mix the scallops with some ruby red grapefruit juice mixed with a touch of olive oil to counter their sweetness.

Add cold olive oil to a hot pan.

Set the scallops down in the pan and don’t turn them. Leave for 3 minutes on the first side.

Serve them on top of a quick salad of fregola, wild arugula, fennel and black olives.


Lovely dish, NICE chef and it probably helped that it wasn't the Hoda/Katheee Leeee team interviewing him.*


*H and KL made up with the chef with whom they had the fight, but, sadly, that part isn’t on the video of his appearance.


My Top Chef Finale post is coming...soon.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Watching Sandy With New Eyes

Sem-EYE Homemade with Sandra Lee

Caribbean menu
Green Salad with Dressing
Best Black Beans
Island Chicken
Island Bread Pudding
Flirtini

What if I turned over a new leaf and tried to see Sandy in a different light? What if I tried to see what her fans appreciate about her? What if I could appreciate her strengths rather than focus on her weaknesses? The latter, which up to now I certainly would have said, vastly outnumbers the former.

Okay, let’s begin:
The best part, I have to admit, is that I only caught the last half of the show, so surely I can sit through 15 minutes of Sandy without reverting to snarky, negative comments.

Hmm, her hair looks nice, a little less sunflower yellow...more like a yellowed wedding dress. Her kitchen is full of white objets. I’m not really sure what they’re meant to represent, but at least they’re not in Kool-Aid colors.

Sandy takes chicken and pineapple - apparently with jerk seasoning – off a tabletop grill. She dabs on a sauce made of reducing pineapple juice, jerk seasoning and brown sugar. There’s nothing too outlandish yet. This might be easier than I thought. She says the chicken took 6 minutes on each side (Sandy, hon, that might be a TAD too long) and the pineapple took 1 minute a side.

Sandy's making a mango salad. Hmmm, refreshing. See? I’m trying. Sandy makes a dressing starting with ¼ cup lime juice…out of a glass bottle. Well, it could have been worse. It could have been a green plastic squeezable lime. 2 tablespoons honey and one teaspoon of jarred crushed garlic (I am getting uncomfortable now) get stirred into the lime juice. She adds 1 tablespoon red wine vinegar and whisks in ¼ cup olive oil with a pinch of salt.



Sandy chops up half an English cucumber, with the skin still on. That’s probably the most amount of fiber she’s had in a decade. Oh, there I go…sorry Aunt Sandy. I’m trying to be good.

She chops the romaine with her big knife. I’m not getting on her about that, I do that too. She adds 2 cups of thawed, “chunked mango”, “because this salad is all about the mango”. It seems to me that if an ingredient is THAT important, you might consider using a FRESH mango. But maybe that’s just me.

This concoction goes into a mother of pearl (mother of pearl-like?) bowl of such hideousness that I can see my pro-Sandy intentions are going out the window fast. The lettuce, mango and cucumber get tossed with the dressing.

Then, she serves herself something out of a crockpot.
Remember, I came late to this party. I’m thinking, “Beef Stew doesn’t seem all that Caribbean to me. But maybe, knowing Sandy, she’s added rum or some fruit.”



It turns out IT’S NOT BEEF STEW, IT’S BREAD PUDDING! Oh my, that can’t be good.

She moves on to her strong suite – the cocktail. You can hate Sandy, but you have to admit that she has quite a repertoire. She’s making a Flirtini, very appropriate with her friendly personality.

Sandy pours coconut rum (Malibu is her fav) into a most attractive plain pitcher filled with ice (I think it’s even real…the ice, I mean). She adds citrus vodka (this IS looking rather potent), pineapple juice and some cranberry juice. Just beautiful, truly. I’m impressed. See, she CAN do it! Oh wait, she’s not finished. Into this so-far-without-reproach cocktail, she adds SOUR MIX*.

Okay, all bets are off.
What the hay is she doing? She could have gotten the same effect from squeezing in a lime, a real lime, and adding sugar syrup. Sour mix is transforming that fruity, tropical cocktail into one with an artificial and bitter aftertaste and fake foam. She really can’t help herself, can she?

She tastes it, gets buzzed and tells us she has to change for her “beach time soirée”
and then show us her tablescape. I’ve officially abandoned my be-nice position.

Sandy’s in the dining room. There’s a reason that there’s an old saying “There’s no blue food,” because THERE ISN'T ANY! (That should apply to drinks too.)

Sandy produces a blue drink “for the kids”, just to match her insanely ugly headband.



Ah, who am I fooling? Sandy and I will never be on the same wavelength. As long as she keeps adding cheap poison to her food, I’ll never support her efforts. But she IS an awful lot of fun to watch.

*Ingredients:
high fructose corn syrup, citric acid, sodium citrate, sodium benzoate, potassium sorbate, polysorbate 60, gum Arabic, sodium metabisulfate, glyceryl abietate

Revolution In The Pasta Pot

There’s a fascinating story by Harold McGee in The New York Times today, about starting pasta in a smaller amount of water than is traditional and cooking it in cold water to save both time and energy.

I loved that McGee reached out to 2 doyennes of Italian cooking and asked what they thought of this new method. Both were willing to give it a try. Lidia concluded that you could get away with less water, but that it was still essential to add the pasta to boiling water, so the texture wouldn’t suffer. Marcella felt that the constant stirring that was required was far too troublesome to change her usual way of cooking pasta.

I often cook pasta in less water than is traditional - not because I’m trying to be a rebel or even lessen my carbon footprint, but because I’ve already used my pasta pot for something else. I’ve noticed everything that McGee talks about. It DOES take more stirring at the beginning to be sure that the pasta doesn’t stick and you ARE left with thick, sludgy water at the end, which is fabulous for adding to your pasta sauce.

The one thing I have NEVER done before is to add the pasta to COLD water, which is at the heart of McGee’s new method. THAT is revolutionary. I’m so sorry that brown rice is on the menu tonight, but I absolutely will give this a try the next time I cook pasta.

Monday, February 23, 2009

And The Winner Is...


My Lemon-Lime Ice Cream...by a landslide. Not that my Barbecued Chicken Pizza and Grilled Pizza with Smoked Salmon, Sautéed Red Onions and Sour Cream weren't good, but the ice cream was fantastic AND a breeze to make.


But to the pizzas first. You can find my pizza dough recipe here.



Barbecued Pizza (makes 3 individual pizzas)



1 cup barbecue sauce
6 boneless chicken thighs
1/2 pound pizza dough
4 to 6 oz. mozzarella, sliced

Reserve 1/4 cup of barbecue sauce. Mix 3/4 cup barbecue sauce with chicken thighs. Grill, broil, bake or sauté the thighs until cooked. Let cool, cut into small pieces and set aside. If making ahead, refrigerate until ready to use.

Roll out pizza dough into 3 ovals or rounds. Spread a spoonful of reserved barbecue sauce on dough, leaving a plain border around outside. Top with chicken. Spoon a bit more reserved barbecue sauce over the chicken and then top with the mozzarella slices.

Bake in a preheated 450°F oven for 15 minutes, or until cheese is nicely melted.



Smoked Salmon Pizza Rounds (makes 8 to 10 baby pizzas)



1 large red onion, sliced thinly
2 tbls. olive oil
Kosher salt
½ pound pizza dough
¾ cup sour cream
4 slices smoked salmon, cut into thin strips
1 tomato, diced
10 or so pitted Kalamata olives

Cook red onion in olive oil over medium high heat. Sprinkle with plenty of Kosher salt. Continue cooking, stirring occasionally until onion is browned. Set aside.

Roll out dough into about 8 to 10 small 3 inch circles. Place on hot grill. Cook about 3 minutes on each side or until you have nice grill marks.

Just before serving, top each round with a generous spoonful of sour cream. Arrange smoked salmon on top and then the sautéed red onions. Sprinkle with a bit of diced tomato and top with a single pitted Kalamata olive.



Lemon-Lime Ice Cream (makes 3 cups)
Adapted from Maurice Moore-Betty's Lemon Ice Cream in The Great Cooks Cookbook




1 lemon, zested and juiced
1 lime, zested and juiced
1 cup sugar
1 cup heavy cream
1 cup milk

Measure 2 tablespoons of lemon juice and 2 tablespoons of lime juice and pour in a bowl. Stir in zests and sugar. Slowly stir in cream and milk. Pour in metal bowl and place in freezer for an hour or until the edges are frozen. Stir well and freeze for a few hours. Mixture may be frozen in ice cream machine as well.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Ina And Jeffrey - 40 Years Together And Counting...

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Ina and Jeffrey together are just perfect. Their chemistry inside and outside the kitchen is undeniable. Last week's show was a celebration of their 40th(!!!) anniversary.

We’ve celebrated a few anniversaries with the happy pair. I LOVED Ina's anniversary show from 2 years ago. It was an old show, so it was actually their 35th anniversary. It was the perfect mix of Ina and adorable Jeffrey with great food. This is how that celebration unfolded.

Last year’s anniversary show (their 39th) was pretty good too. THIS was my take on it. (Note: The pictures above are from THAT show.)

Anyway, on THIS show, Ina is planning one of Jeffrey’s favorite dinners and a trip down memory lane. She’s gotten a DVD made of their happy times together and she’s making a brownie dessert. “Brownies, Jeffrey and I go way back,” she confides.

For the brownie pudding, the lovestruck Contessa breaks 4 eggs in a mixing bowl. She tells us that when she was 16 and Jeffrey was 18, she used to send him brownies in a box and she’s sure he was the most popular guy in the dorm.

She beats in 2 cups of sugar, remembering when he brought her a box of brownies for their anniversary. (That was their 35th.)

Ina sifts ¾ cup cocoa powder with ½ cup flour. It’s got a molten thing happening in the middle, she says. Ina snips off the end of a vanilla bean and scrapes out the seeds and beats them into the eggs and sugar with 1 tablespoon of framboise. (I would make that cognac).

Then she beats in the dry ingredients and afterwards adds 2 sticks of slightly cooled, melted butter. That's an unusual way of doing things. Why, oh why is she adding the butter AFTER the flour and cocoa? Doesn't that risk overbeating the batter? Very different from MY brownie recipe. She adds that anyone that tries to make brownies without butter should be arrested. I’m with her on that one.

Ina pours the mixture into a buttered 9 by 12 oval baking dish. She says any similar size will work. She bakes it in a water bath to make sure it bakes evenly. She pours really hot water around and bakes it at 325°F for exactly one hour. She feels bad that Jeffrey is working.

Cut to Jeffrey not really working. He’s looking for a tent?!! to recreate their early fun times camping. Uh…ok, I guess after 40 years, he knows what she’ll like, but, frankly, two airplane tickets to Paris would have suited me just fine…

Ina is in her pantry reminiscing about many of the liqueurs she’s used in dishes for Jeffrey over the years.

I often do that…think about the marvelous meals I’ve created. But I’m not in a tricked-out pantry. Usually, I’m in the dusty basement, going down to the second refrigerator to retrieve some old, mystery food out of the freezer.

Ah, she remembers the pavlova she served with raspberry sauce and framboise; the coffee ice cream with coffee liqueur and the cognac in the beef bourguignon.

Ina takes the brownie pudding out of the oven. A toothpick should come out wet and it does.

She moves on to the Italian wedding soup with chicken meatballs. “We do know about Jeffrey and chicken.” Yes, well, Ina, you may have mentioned that a few times.

Ina takes out 6 oz. ground chicken and 4 oz ground chicken sausage, which have been taken out of their casings. She mixes that together with 1/3 cup fresh bread crumbs (made without the crusts). Fresh breadcrumbs make the meatballs softer than the commercial type.

She chops one clove of garlic and adds that to the chicken. Then 2 tablespoons of chopped fresh parsley goes in. (She NEVER uses it for garnish.) She grates 2 tablespoons pecorino and adds that with 2 tablespoons of Parmesan or grana padano. Ina mixes it with a fork and adds a beaten egg and ½ teaspoon of salt and ¼ teaspoon of pepper. Using a rounded teaspoon, she forms them into meatballs and puts them on a parchment lined baking sheet. She bakes them at 350°F for 30 minutes.

Jeffrey shows a picture of their old tent to the shop owner, who shows him one. It’s nothing like the old tent. After asking if a child could put it together, he buys it.

Ina chops ½ cup onion. She says she and Jeffrey like really low key birthdays and anniversaries and neither of them likes surprises. Uy boy, how’s she gonna like getting into a tent? I’m thinking it’s more likely that she would keep her herbs warm at night under the tent, before SHE would actually use it. She sautés the onion with chopped celery and one chopped carrot in olive oil.

She ruminates on marriage: “What’s the secret to a good marriage? I don’t know. I would hate to have a marriage that you would have to work at…We just have a good time together. He wants me to be happy, I want him to be happy. It’s so simple.” Well, if I were married to be Jeffrey, it WOULD be simple. Actually, if I were married to Ina, it would be REALLY simple.

She softens the vegetables for 8 to 10 minutes.

Ina adds 5 cups of chicken stock to make the base of the soup. She’s using homemade. She adds ¼ cup of white wine too. She’s the practical one, she says, and he’s the smart one. She tells us the time she left him home alone one time and he ran over his computer with his car.

Jeffrey goes out into the yard to assemble the tent. Oh my, it’s all over his head.

Back in the kitchen, Ina adds ½ cup of raw pasta to the soup. I’m very surprised at that. I NEVER and I mean NEVER EVER cook raw pasta in soup, especially if I’m using valuable-like-gold, homemade stock. The pasta sucks up all the liquid and you have to end up adding more stock or water. I always cook the pasta separately, quite al dente, and then add it before heating up the soup. I know Ina says she wants the pasta to thicken the soup, but No, no, no…Add it when it’s already cooked.

Jeffrey has the tent out on the ground, but it keeps collapsing. He sort of does it.

For cocktails, Ina adds 5 ice cubes to each glass. She pours ¼ cup of Campari (made of 61 different ingredients, Ina mentions) in each glass with ½ cup freshly squeezed orange juice. She fills it up with “bubbly water”. She tastes it to be sure. (I’m sure it tastes it like cough syrup, but each to her own.)

Jeffrey runs to his desk, just as Ina is bringing in the cocktails. Whew! Who knew he was so fleet of foot? She plays the DVD for him of their life together – many clips of them on her show. They note that the common theme is that he’s kissing her and she’s putting food in his mouth. There’s a picture of the orange tent.

Ina adds the meatballs to the soup. They DO look good. She adds fresh dill and a huge pile of baby spinach leaves, which will cook down.

This is her idea of a perfect anniversary. Quiet, cozy, just the two of them…oh, yeah and the hundreds of thousands of eyeballs watching.

She grates a bit of fresh Parmesan on top of the soup. She serves him. WOW, it does look good. He really loves the DVD.

He’s excited by the brownie pudding and suggests they eat it outside…Wink, wink…She serves it a la mode. She sees the tent and can’t believe he put it together himself.

Jeffrey gets into the tent. Ina follows and starts to knock the whole thing down, with both of them laughing uproariously. Be careful, you two crazy kids, you don't want to spill the brownie pudding. The last shot is the two of them under the flap of the tent…and she’s advising us, “If this tent be rocking, don’t be knocking.” INA! How naughty…what a perfect 40th anniversary! Jeffrey, a tent under the stars AND brownie pudding!

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Top Chef - N'Orleans: Emeril is Engaging; Fabio Is Fabulous

Well, Fabio actually wasn't fabulous, but I like that headline.

The chefs arrive in New Orleans. Three out of the four were sporting new haircuts and do’s.

This is Hosea’s first time in New Orleans. He’s really excited. Oh good, he hasn’t started complaining yet. Fabio, with a Mohawk, is determined to win. Carla, with long straight hair, is psyched, although she considers herself the underdog. Stefan says it’ll be Fabio and himself as the final two.

Carla loves the different cultures of New Orleans. They arrive at Houmas House with Emeril, Padma and Tom.

The Quickfire: They are told that THEY won’t be competing; 3 other chefs will. The last three eliminated - Leah, Jamie and Jeff - come out.

Tom says these three were consistently near the top. Is that true of Leah? It sure didn’t seem that way. They’re giving the three of them a chance to get back in. Fabio is pissed off…A LOT.

Hosea: “So Leah is back. It’s a little interesting for me. A little awkward. A little weird.”

THIS whole thing is a little annoying. I thought we were rid of Leah. I’m happy to see Jamie and I did hate Jeff less when he left, but I’m not particularly thrilled to see him either.

The winner of the Quickfire will have chance to compete in the Elimination Challenge with the other 4 chefs.

They have an hour to create a dish with crawfish. Emeril will judge. Jeff thinks he deserves a second chance. AND, thank goodness, Jamie isn’t using scallops. Stefan remarks to the other 3 that Leah is a good chef. Really?

Leah, when asked, says, I made like a crawfish soup.” Gawd! Did you make crawfish soup? OR did you make something LIKE crawfish soup? THEN she says, I never worked with crawfish before. Are these people stupid? Someone should tell her to and just zip it and cook.

Crawfish Soup with Andouille Sausage

I guess she’s smart not to call it a gumbo in front of the Creole/Cajun master.
Emeril: You have a hint of Andouille in there?

Jeff
Crawfish & Grits with Andouille & Beer

Emeril: “Have you worked with crawfish before?” “Yes sir.”

Jamie
Corn Cake, Greens, Poached Egg with Tasso, Andouille & Crawfish Cream Sauce
Yum. I would eat that.
The judges say nothing, but they seem to be eating more enthusiastically than the others.

Before Emeril announces the winner, he says he thought all three dishes were winners. They go to commercial. Annoying. The winner is… JEFF. What the hay? BUT in order for Jeff to make it to the final, he has to WIN the Elimination Challenge, not just NOT lose.

Jeff gets a copy of Emeril’s new book as a prize and the 5 of them get to go to Emeril’s Delmonico’s for dinner. They’ll be staying at the Hotel Monteleone.

Meanwhile, we learn (again) that Fabio needs money to help his mom. Carla is thinking about her husband and stepson. Since Stefan was raised by wolves, there are no thoughts of home for him.

Hosea doesn’t mention the girlfriend he cheated on. WHAT is wrong with me? It’s not their fault they have all this extra stuff when we just want to see them cook. Hosea says again, “I can’t worry about Stefan.” So then STOP worrying about him!

Stefan remarks that this is not a butt-rubbing contest. Why do the non-English speakers have the foulest mouths?

They arrive at a big warehouse, Mardi Gras, world filled with Mardi Gas parade stuff. The Elimination Challenge is to create 2 dishes and 1 cocktail for a party of 100 people for the Krewe of Orpheus Masquerade Ball.

One of the dishes must be in the Creole style of cooking, which Emeril describes as the “city version of Louisiana cooking, influenced by the French Spanish and African-American cultures.” Hosea describes it as soul food.

If Jeff wins, TWO chefs will be eliminated. The winner will get a Toyota Venza. Fabio says his current car is “a piece of poop”.

For some reason, back at the hotel, Stefan is telling some story about Fabio dressing up as a woman for Halloween.

They’ll be cooking in Emeril’s kitchen at Delmonico, where they’ll have all kinds of great ingredients to work with.

Tom comes into the kitchen, while they’re cooking. He chats with Fabio and the others. Hosea is getting all worried. Tom leaves them with his usual heartwarming admonition, “Don’t disappoint us.”

Tom is impressed with Jeff. He isn’t sure what if what Fabio is making is Creole. He thinks that Carla should have steamed the oysters open instead of wrangling with them and that Stefan is too cocky and should be sweating it out a bit more.

Fabio takes out GORGEOUS bread.

They pack up and go to the New Orleans Museum of Art to set up. Carla is willing to take the chance of making an non-alcoholic beverage, because that’s just her, she says.

Padma comes in, in a gown, hiding behind a mask, and introduces the judges. Gail is back!!!! Good! Tom unmasks himself and takes a bow. Emeril looks like he’s taking his judging very seriously.

As they are preparing, Jeff asks Carla if she has some extra cream. Hosea needs a whisk. She’s still shucking oysters as the guests arrive.

Carla admires all the gowns. Fabio remarks that because everyone is wearing masks, it reminds him of old porno movies. REALLY?!!

Jeff’s Menu
Fried Oyster with Sausage & Arugula
Crawfish Pot de Crème
Cucumber Mojito


People seem to be enjoying his food. The judges like the cucumber Mojito. Emeril: “He is very refined cook.” He likes his "intelligent approach".

Stefan’s Menu
Duck, Rabbit & Sausage Gumbo with Grits
Apple Beignet with Pecan Brittle and a Whiskey Sauce
Black Cherry & Rum Cocktail


The judges like the grits. Tom says the roux should have been darker, but Emeril says the flavor is there.

Fabio is trying to win by making more than anyone else. I hope he doesn’t regret it.
Fabio’s Menu
Sausage & Rabbit Maque Choux with Grits
Crawfish & Crab stew with Caserecci Pasta
Muffuletta Bread
Trintini Cocktail with Red Bell Pepper with Rum

To tell you the truth, all the menus sound great, except for the bell pepper martini.

Emeril says it smells wonderful. Gail loves the flavor of the crawfish, Tom thinks something is missing from the Maque Choux. Emeril says the flavor is nice, but it’s missing the heat.

Carla’s Menu
Oyster Stew with Potato, Bacon & Scallions
Shrimp & Andouille Beignet with Creole Aioli
Non-Alcoholic Cranberry Spritzer


Gosh, I love her dishes. You know there is so much good food to eat in this world.
Emeril: “THIS is New Orleans inspired! I love the texture of the beignet. The batter is perfect.” Tom says, “If you like THAT, you’re going to love the stew.” Tom laughs as he says “It’s really well done.” Oh good, I’m happy for Carla.

Hosea’s menu
Duck, Andouille & Chicken Gumbo with a Cornbread Muffin
Pecan-crusted Catfish with Sweet Potatoes, Bacon & Tabasco Beurre Blanc
Hurricane with Grand Marnier & Rum

Emeril: “I love Hosea’s gumbo. For me, both dishes capture the spirit of New Orleans.”

I knew he would be a nice judge. I don’t mean that he’s necessarily a push-over, but he takes a positive point of view, at least until he get to judges table.

Well, it seems that Fabio could be on the bottom.

The party’s over. They get wreathed in beads…lots of beads. Stefan tells us that he tried Hosea’s gumbo and he says it was nasty and that it sucked.

Padma comes in, still in her gown, and asks to see all of them.

Jeff says he knows he had to be perfect. Gail says his was their favorite cocktail of the night. The judges continue to praise him and Fabio is looking worried. They were impressed that he made his own sausage. Jeff says, “This is the end. I wouldn’t win if I stole someone else’s sausage.” The camera pans to Stefan, who used what was there and didn’t make his own.

Next is Fabio. There are a few little criticisms, mostly that the food wasn't spicy enough. Padma says the drink smelled fantastic, but didn’t taste that good. Fabio is definitely not doing well tonight. Oy.

Emeril begins by saying to Stefan that he’s NEVER seen a gumbo over grits, BUT that his grits were very good. Emeril calls him Mr. Grits. Gail says the color and flavor of the gumbo weren’t as deep as she hoped it would be. Uh-OH, Emeril also says the beignet and the cocktail together were too sweet. Could it be that the 2 European front runners will be eliminated in one fell swoop? Tom asks Stefan if he thinks he was over-confident. Stefan gives a cocky answer.

Tom asks Carla a trick question about how she felt about her dishes. Carla starts to say the oyster stew was a little heavy on the bay, Emeril grunts Mnnnnn mm. (That means no.) Tom says there was NOTHING wrong with that stew. Emeril LOVES her cocktail. Gail LOVES the beignet. Fabio and Stefan are so gone.

Hosea starts whining about what went wrong. Gail loves the roux of his gumbo. Emeril is nice: “If I was blindfolded, I could be in any great restaurant in New Orleans.” I love HIM! Tom likes the fish. Gail and Emeril love his hot and spicy beurre blanc.

Carla’s oyster dish hit a home run, says Emeril. Tom says she showed a certain level of care. They repeat how they loved Hosea’s gumbo. The judges don’t care for Stefan’s laissez-faire attitude and various aspects of Fabio’s dishes. The two of them are gone.

But, WAIT! Maybe they’ll keep one, because they won’t declare Jeff the absolute winner. Oh, gosh, I don’t know. Tell me already.

Emeril announces the winner. He says the clear winner is Carla!!! She gets the keys to the car. She’s thrilled.

So Jeff is out. He thanks Emeril. Fabio looks fed up. Stefan looks stunned. Hosea is next. He did well and is excused.

Who will be eliminated? And it’s…Fabio!!! He’s gracious and tells Stefan if HE doesn’t win, he’ll kick his ass.

Fabio is disappointed, but he does say that behind him there were a lot of people and ahead only a few. “I didn’t come in this country to be average,” he explains.

Well, that certainly was a surprise. I wouldn’t have predicted Fabio going home and Hosea still being there. I’m glad Carla made it and I have a feeling that whether or not she wins, she’ll go on to some cool things.

Predictions? I still think Stefan has the upper hand, especially if he can get his massive ego under control.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Joy To An American Classic


Can you tell which is my original Joy of Cooking from 1975? My middle-aged one from 1997? And the newest edition from 2006?

You’ve probably heard the report by now about the huge jump in calories from Joy of Cooking’s early recipes to more current ones. A Cornell professor and his co-author claim that after examining recipes from the newest edition of Joy of Cooking, they found that they contain 63% more calories than ones from the 1936 edition.

It IS true that the later editions are bigger, but only marginally.




This makes a good headline, but I certainly wouldn’t blame ONLY the Joy of Cooking for America’s weight problem. Plus, only a small number of recipes were looked at – 18 - which included ones that are rather hefty in terms of calories anyway: Beef Stroganoff, Apple Pie, Waffles, Macaroni and Cheese for example.

Of course, the professors are making a point about American eating habits in general, but I don’t want an American classic to be defamed. What they fail to note is that, yes, the calorie counts and portions sizes are undoubtedly higher than decades ago, but I would wager that there is also a lot more attention to salads, vegetables and whole grains than in the earliest editions.


Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Gordon Throws Rachael’s Food In The Garbage!

Okay, it’s called hyperbole, but a version of that DID happen. I’ll get to that in a second.

Gordon Ramsey sat down with Rachael Ray this morning. I wasn’t all that drawn to his way-too-tight shirt with necklace and designer (girl’s?) jeans, and his spiky, overly blonded hair.

Rachael had some audience members bring in their own dishes for the chef to taste. (I guess she was trying to avoid him getting near hers.) This was how he described one of them: Dry as “Gandhi’s flip flops.” Gosh, I wish the woman had spit in it. He did say there was nice chocolate tart and frittata. But he told one person to go back to cooking school.

I did like what he said in answer to how his restaurants were doing in the recession. He said one benefit is chefs finding a humbler approach to ingredients.


Talking about his family, he mentioned that his kids make him use a swear jar in the kitchen. Boy, that would buy a few college educations.

Gordon and Rachael went over to the kitchen. He picked up her beach towel pot holder things. He began to make a face and Rachael kept talking and I guess he thought better of it and put it down without saying anything.

So now, THIS was the headline grabbing incident. Gordon was talking about using sweet potatoes in different ways. All of a sudden, he swept a piled of prepared sweet potatoes that were on the counter INTO RR’S GARBAGE BOWL. He obviously thought this tacky looking thing was a mixing bowl and, luckily, it was empty. Nothing was said and they went on with the recipe. Plus, she actually used the expression “cheap and cheerful”.

Gordon mostly got on with it, but RR did pipe in every once in awhile. The truth is it may be that SHE has something to teach him about mogul-dom, so maybe he was hoping to bask in her reflected glory.

One positive note – in marked contrast to the Food Network website, Rachael’s website(s) are amazingly easy to use. They are organized well, it doesn’t take a million clicks to get where you want to go AND there are no pop-ups. What more could you ask? Okay, decent recipes, but let’s not be fussy.

Maybe Giada Will Always Have Paris, But I'm Still Hungry

Giada At Home with Giada De Laurentiis

We'll Always Have Paris

Parisian Steak and Cheese Croissant Sandwiches
Fresh Mushroom and Parsley Salad
Raspberry Rose Pots de Creme

Giada is in Paris with Todd. Oh, she’s home now and she’s going to recreate a Parisian menu.

We flashback to various Parisian scenes as she looks for a gelato stand. Back in the kitchen, Giada mashes ¾ cup fresh raspberries. She reminds us that pots de crème is pudding in France. She heats ½ cup milk with ¾ cup cream. She adds 1/2 teaspoon of rosewater and heats that to infuse the liquid with the flavor of the rosewater. (She’s lost me here. The IDEA of rosewater is lovely, it’s just its perfumey taste that I can’t stand.)

Giada separates 4 room temperature eggs and beats them with ¼ cup sugar and a pinch of salt. She stirs in the milk slowly and then the raspberries. I would have sieved them for sure. That’s it. Very easy.

She ladles the mixture into ramekins about three-quarters full. They go into a baking or roasting pan, which she fills with boiling water halfway up the ramekins and bake at 350°F for 30 minutes. They will get chilled when they come out of the oven.

Giada talks about the Poilâne bakery, which she frequented when she went to cooking school. She ordered a huge bread online from Poilâne for her meal today. She neglects to mention that while the bread itself is (only!) 8.35 Euros, the shipping to the states is almost 29 Euros, which brings the total cost to nearly THIRTY SEVEN EUROS!!!* I’ve never seen the enormous boule here, but I have seen sliced Poilâne bread in gourmet shops for under ten dollars.

Incidentally, the Poilâne story is a compelling one. In 1970, Lionel Poilâne took over the family’s bread bakery and modernized (somewhat) the product that his father had been producing since 1932. In 2002, Lionel and his wife died in a helicopter crash. His 18 year old daughter, Apollonia, took over the running of the company, while attending Harvard as an undergraduate. She continues to oversee the company today.

Giada starts a mushroom salad that she often had at her favorite restaurant in Paris, Le Cherche Midi, when she went to cooking school. It was an Italian restaurant. You were in PARIS, girl, what were you doing eating Italian food? I get that she was homesick and every so often transplants need a taste of home, but constantly?!! Anyway she loved this salad.

Giada slices big button mushrooms, very thinly - “as thin as you can”. BTW, she tells us to check out the bread chandelier at Poilâne, if we ever visit.

The mushrooms go into a big bowl. She chops parsley and throws it on top. For the dressing, she rolls a lemon on the counter top and squeezes it into a little bowl. She adds salt, pepper and an equal amount of olive oil to the lemon juice. She pours that over the mushrooms and tosses it quickly. I’m a little underwhelmed. She adds some shavings of Parmesan. That’s better. That’s a perfectly nice salad, but as a meal? This is so simple that it borders on spartan.

She cools the ramekins in the water completely and then chills them in the fridge for 2 hours.

Oh good, the salad isn’t all she’s serving. I forgot she talked about some facocta croissant sandwich. This is dinner?

We see Todd and Giada in the Luxembourg Gardens. I think we’ve seen this shot before on a previous show.

In the kitchen, Giada unwraps 2 four inch steaks. She seasons both sides. She adds a little bit of butter to a skillet. When it’s hot she adds the steaks and leaves them alone for 5 minutes on each side. That’s definitely too long. Oh, she says a FEW minutes on the second side. Remember they continue to cook after they leave the pan. She plates them to rest.

She slices fresh croissants in half. She slices a nice runny brie and puts 2 slices of the cheese on each croissant. She remarks that she’s leaving the rind on. (Would you ever take it off?) She slices roasted red peppers (I hate them) and puts them on top and then arugula goes on. She slices the steaks into thin pieces and puts a whole (little) steak on top of the each sandwich. More arugula goes on top and that’s it. Am I allowed to say that I think it needs some dressing…or something?

She pours the wine at a lovely table set outside and Todd comes out. If that is really her house, they would never need to go to Paris.

Todd brings her the same flowers he brought to her in Paris. Goodness! Giada is gorgeous, lives in a palace, knows all there is to know about cooking, has a devoted husband AND beautiful baby. If she weren't so lovely and nice, I might feel a tad jealous.

The napkins are held in place with specially ordered ribbons emblazoned with the words “je t’aime”. (Well, c’mon, if the bread is flown in from France, it’s not too much to get ribbon from Washington.)

They have the salad and then clear the plates and she brings out the croissant sandwiches. They flash back to the Jardin Du Luxembourg and their picnic.

Giada brings out dessert garnished with pop rocks. They had a similar dessert in Paris. She puts some on her tongue and then tastes the pots de crème. Giada says it’s fun reliving their vacation. Todd wants to know which one they’re going to do next. Santorini, she says, but for now she’s still in Paris.

One of the great things about Paris is that the little things you eat here and there can be positively wonderful. And it’s not just about the big-gut-and-wallet-busting meal. But this was an odd combination of dishes, even though, I guess they said “Paris” to Giada. To me, they said…J’ai encore faim!

*Poilâne does offer a more economical arrangement, where you can order 5 loaves of bread, to split with friends, for a reduced shipping charge.