bread smack down!

Thanks to my sister, Cheryl, a frequent contributor to this site, who for Xmas and my birthday gave me the gifts of a digital food scale and the Tartine Bread book, I endeavored this past weekend to do a comparison of sorts between Jim Lahy’s no knead bread and Chad Robertson’s Tartine country bread.

While I’ve always had good success with the no knead bread in terms of taste and texture.  My loaves have always been on the flat side, not rising during baking nearly as much as I always hope.  Now this could just be due to my lack of technique (though this method requires little in the way of technique) because  Matt, my sis, Niels, Bret and PK (alright everybody else) have all gotten pretty lofty loaves when they’ve baked a no knead loaf. My loaves always end up looking more like hockey pucks – tasty hockey pucks, but hockey pucks nonetheless.

For the purposes of the test, I followed both recipes to the T, though I halved each recipe because I didn’t have enough flour and honestly, Shef and I can’t eat that much bread.  Lahy’s recipe is for one loaf, so essentially, I made a half loaf, or mini loaf in the no knead vein. Robertson’s recipe is for two loaves so by halving that, I made just one loaf. I used the same ingredients for both: bread flour, sea salt, water and the beloved sourdough starter (which come to think of it, has been in my possession now for two years – so tending a starter might very well be great preparation for having kids). I fed the starter in the early afternoon on Friday and made sure that it was bubblingly active for both breads.

The No Knead Loaf
Lahy’s recipe actually just calls for dry active yeast, so I suppose using a natural starter is a bit of a variation but everything else faithfully followed the recipe.  Here’s the breakdown for the mini loaf:

Flour- 200 grams or 1 1/2 cups
salt – 4 grams or 5/8 tsp sal
starter – 2 tbsp
water – 150 grams or 2/3 cup

I mixed all the ingredients at 8 pm on Friday night and then at 12 pm noon the next day (16 hours later) I reshaped for the second rise (third on top of third on top of third, etc.). I let the loaf rise for another two hours (it didn’t rise much, as usual) and  then I baked it for the requisite time and here was my result:

Nice texture and great crunchy crust, but just a little bit flat (as usual).

No knead mini loaf. Nice airy loaf, just flat

As usual, it was a tasty loaf with a nice crunchy crust and chewy center, but also as usual, the loaf came out a lot flatter  and denser than I had hoped.

The Tartine Country Loaf

With the exception of adding a bit more salt to the dough, I followed this recipe  down to the gram and the degree  – even measuring the temperature of the water I used.  I also employed the proper tools (a dough spatula, bench knife and food scale) because I was not messing around… and I’m a big dork.

Tartine Bread book, food scale, bench knife and dough spatula

Interestingly,  the proportions of water, flour, salt and starter are almost the same as those of the no knead recipe.  The main difference is that while the no knead calls for dry active yeast, the country bread calls for natural leaven which according to Robertson is derived from the starter.  So in order to make the leaven, I used a couple teaspoons of starter and mixed that with 50 grams of water and 50 grams of flour and let that mix sit out over night before starting the bread the next morning. That mix becomes your leaven. Here’s how the recipe for one Tartine country loaf breaks down:

Flour – 500 grams
Leaven – 100 grams
Water – 350
Salt – 10 grams (I actually used 15 grams)

Now the main difference between the two methods is in how much you actually handle the dough. Obviously the no knead method is a minimalist approach in that once you mix the dough, you don’t handle it until the final shaping before the second rise which precedes the baking. The Tartine method is a bit more hands on (literally) in that you actually do tend to the dough in the first rise – or primary fermentations as Robertson refers to it –  of three to four hours. I won’t go into detail here because really the book does a better job explaining (so get your hands on a copy), but I’ll just say, that you’re not really kneading the dough. Rather, you pull it and fold it on itself a few times times (every half hour) during the first couple hours. Between the primary fermentation and the second rise there’s a little bit more in the way of shaping and folding  for which I got to use my cool bench knife. I ended up with a real loaf shape which held it’s shape very nicely.  I think shaping the dough on the work surface seems to increase the surface tension of the outer dough layer which locks in air and increases the structural integrity of the loaf.  The second rise required another three to four hours which actually stretched to about five hours because Shef and I went to the movies and saw a double feature (a twofor as we call them wherein we see two movies for the price of one!) of The King’s Speech and True Grit.  Both were awesome.  The King’s Speech is like a British period piece bro-mance and True Grit is like a Western road movie/ surreal comedy -something the Coen Brothers do better than anyone else. But I digress.  By the time I got home,  preheated the oven  and started baking the bread, it was about 10 pm.  Here are the results:

Dare I say, this was the finest loaf I've ever baked? I dare say "yes!"

This gives you a better sense of the difference, though it's really unfair because that's the flat end of the mini loaf. We'd eaten the rest with homemade butternut squash soup.

A chewy and light interior that also had a lot of textural integrity.

This bread slices very well. The next day, the crust remained crunchy while the interior held up extremely well to the serrated blade of the bread knife. Perfect slices for sandwiches

"Croque Clarence" - grilled salami and sharp cheddar cheese with homemade olive tapenade. Delicieux!

The verdict: a smashing success.  This technique yielded wonderful results.  It’s fair to say, I’ve never been so proud of a bread loaf in my life.  The bread rose like a champ and the texture was sublime –  the crunch of the crust giving way to the airy, but chewy and firm interior.  The flavor while not so different than the no knead, was just just a little more sour and a little more complex perhaps owing to the more delicate and less dense nature of the bread.

Final Analysis
So here’s my break down in terms of the time and labor of each bread.  From start to finish, the no knead takes about 20 hours with a minimum of labor.  For the Tartine method, excluding the time to make the leaven ( basically just feeding the starter) which is done the night before, from initial dough mix to baked bread it took about 10 hours but required a lot more hands on tending.  I would say though, the results were well worth it.  However,  it’s not something I can devote a whole day to all the time.  Perhaps there is a happy medium between the two methods wherein I split the difference and employ certain strategies of both methods to come up with a way to decrease the time necessary for the no knead bread as well as decrease the amount of hands on attention required by the Tartine method.  To figure out this middle road, that will be new my mission.

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Paris and Amsterdam – A Preliminary Taste

Preliminary taste?  Yes, because unfortunately this was a whirl wind tour (see photos).  We had only two and a half days in each of these wonderful cities which is totally inadequate to really suss out the delicious food and develop an overall sense of the culinary ethos.  For that you need at least five days.  I mean, obviously I nailed it when I summed up my  five days in Tokyo, right? But seriously, you do need more than a few days to get a proper taste of a place and it does help to have a local guide to steer you in the right direction.  For a city like Paris which has such a rich history and tradition of delicious food, I think you could spend weeks, if not months or even years exploring and discovering the great eats that the City of Lights has to offer.

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A view of the Eiffel Tower from Sacre Coeur

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Nov. 1- Nov. 7 = Good week in food

As usual we ate well this week but there were definitely a few culinary standouts this past week:

1.  Totto Ramen – I went to this new ramen spot last Wednesday for lunch with Minori of katsu curry fame.  She read about it in a Japanese language newspaper and said it was along the lines of Ippudo in terms of quality.  Well, it wasn’t.  It was way better in my opinion and had a way better vibe.  Don’t get me wrong, I thought Ippudo was good, but it was too much of a scene.  In contrast, the scene at Totto was more about people hungrily slurping up noodles at the counter as the two cooks ladled the steaming broth on the springy noodles and periodically flashed pork belly with a blow torch to give it a smokey flavor.  Minori and I both got the spicy pork ramen (regular spicy with a hard-boiled egg for Minori and extreme spicy with no egg for me).   According to Minori (Totto’s logo with its stylized chicken in a bowl design is also a tip off) the broth at Totto is chicken based. And when I first tasted it it had a very clean but intense chicken-ness.  I don’t know how many chickens went into it but their collective sacrifice was well worth it as far as I’m concerned.  But after stirring the bowl of ramen with it’s pork belly and scallions and a healthy dose of the chilis and chili oil, the broth became richer and deeper in color and flavor and … well was just completely satisfying.  The noodles had a nice snap and the pork belly char siu was sumptuous in its fattiness. The only regret I had was not bringing a breath mint for afterwards as chili/ garlic/ pork is not the most pleasant flavor to have lingering in your mouth when you’re checking out the pillars of abstract expressionism at MOMA.  So my verdict: a resounding thumbs up.

2.  Diwali Dinner – To commemorate the Hindu festival of lights and ring in the new year, Shefali and I hosted a Diwali potluck.  Shef cooked up some of her specialties: chicken curry and an egg curry (for the vegetarians – good thing they ate eggs) and her always delicious palak paneer (my personal favorite).  I took the opportunity to cook up some lamb vindaloo.  I like any excuse to do a lamb stew with ample chiles, spice and the added acidity of a little vinegar.  Those flavors meld so well with slow cooked lamb.  And our wonderful friends brought other delicious dishes.  Minori and Kei, again displaying their panko frying prowess brought croquettes (sweet potato and cream cheese as well as potato and carrot).  Roompa and Dildar brought a rich and complex Indian style butternut squash soup. Hetal brought baigan burtha.  Shikha made raita and fried up miniature samosas.  Alka brought ice cream that she made: the best chai ice cream I’ve had in my life.  All in all, a wonderful way to eat our way into the new year.

frying up samosa

Croquettes: potatoes breaded and then fried. What's not to like?

a new years bounty

Alka and her awesome chai ice cream

3.  Tanoreen Restaurant – To celebrate Shef’s birthday I decided to go big and treat her to a nice dinner. We didn’t go to PerSe, or Babbo, or Momofuku Ko.  Instead, we took the R train deeper into Brooklyn to a neighborhood called Bay Ridge to a reasonable Middle Eastern Restaurant called Tanoreen.  Yeah, I guess I’m a really great husband. We’d read about it in the New Yorker several months ago so we were interested in trying it for a while.  As we walked up to the entrance, we passed several people who had just left the restaurant toting take out bags.  A good sign.  Upon entering we saw a bunch of reviews from the Village Voice, to Zagats to Time Out New York.  Perhaps we were a bit late in the game in “discovering” this place.  Oh well.  From the boisterous crowd inside laughing and drinking as they waited for the massive entrees it was evident that mainstream recognition had not ruined this place.  Remembering the doggy bags that the other patrons were carrying, we ordered consertatively (I thought at the time).  We got three appetizers and one entree to share.  The apps were huge: mosakhan – a large flat bread heaped with caramelized onions and spicy savory chicken, sujok – tart and smokey sausage in a tangy red chile sauce (my mouth is watering as I write this), and lamb kibbi – basically lamb and wheat bulgar mixed together and than stuffed with more ground lamb!  What is not to love about this food? By the time our entree of roasted eggplant with potatoes, tomatoes and more ground lamb arrived  we were so stuffed that we each took a bite (ok, in my case two) and then asked the waiter to pack the rest of it to take home.  But even on a full stomach the entree was delicious, at once comforting because of it’s slow cooked, roasted flavor, but enlivening because of the intensity of the blended flavors.  The only thing that didn’t quite appeal to my palate was the dessert: knafeh. According to the waiter, this dessert had just been profiled on some Food Network show about some of the best dishes people have ever eaten.  It consists of layers of shredded wheat toasted to crispness and drizzled with sugary syrup and covered with pistachios.  That sounds delicious right there.  But in between the layers of the shredded wheat was a layer of thick melted cheese.  We had read the description of the dessert and knew there would be cheese, but we thought it would be more like the texture of ricotta as in a cannoli or cheesecake.  This cheese had the texture of melted mozzarella as well as the greasiness.  Now don’t get me wrong.  The first bite was absolutely delicious and decadent, the hot cheese, mingling well with the sweet toasted wheat.  But after that, as the dessert cooled… well, it was just too cheesy.  It was like eating a slice of pizza with syrup on it.  Also did I mention? We were full to the brim, which might have influenced our desire and ability to eat dessert.  But all in all, I highly recommend Tanoreen and will definitely go back.  And I’m probably not the only one.  Our waiter informed us that Tanoreen was just awarded it’s first Michelin star.  Looks like more folks will be making the trek to Bay Ridge.

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A couple fall meals from the last few days

Since it’s been getting a little colder in the last few days as evidenced by the need to improvise new sartorial accessories:

Shef shows off the latest trend in proboscular thermal regulation

We’ve been using the oven a lot too cook, not only because we’ve been doing a lot of baking and slow roasting, but because it warms the apartment.

Last weekend Shef cooked this wonderful and simple lamb dish because she was inspired by a recipe she saw in the latest issue of Saveur Magazine. Basically it consists of a bunch of vegetables (green beans, onions, tomatoes, garlic, leeks, eggplant, peppers – basically whatever vegetables you think will roast well) tossed with olive oil salt and pepper and laid out in a casserole dish or roasting pan.  Onto the vegetables you lay lamb shoulder chops which have been seasoned with salt and pepper.  Cover this with foil and cook at 350 for an hour.  Uncover and let the lamb chops brown and roast for another 45 minutes to and hour.  The end result: so good.  The lamb juices seep down and flavor the vegetables so you have this rich, savory, mildly lamby, broth.  We ate it over couscous.

inspired by Saveur

hmm, do I eat the magazine or the real thing?

And then a couple nights ago.  I decided to make pizza using the sourdough recipe which I wrote about a few months ago.  But this time, my starter was a bit flat. So, after the first 18 hours I added commercial baker’s yeast (about half of one of those packets you can buy at the grocery store).  I put the yeast in about 1/4 – 1/3 cup of warm water to which I had added some honey in order to feed the active yeast.  After about five minutes the yeast was frothing up so I added the yeast and water and about half a cup more of bread flour to the existing dough and put it all in the mixer to incorporate. I let this dough proof for another few hours during which time it rose dramatically (thanks to the new yeast).  And this was the result:

Pizza before the baking - loaded down with toppings

Pizza toppings: homemade tomato sauce, mozarella, olives, bell pepper, leaks, beet greens, squash, Italian sausage.

after about 15 minutes in the oven... ready to eat!

The verdict: Delicious!  The dough was sour and tangy, bready and chewy. Success!

For dessert, I made a rustic pear and apple tart.  I used pears because the pears we’ve been getting from our CSA have been uniformly bad.  Well they taste okay, but they’re super hard and instead of ripening, certain parts just rot as if they’ve been bruised really badly.  So I salvage the pears that I could, added in some apples (also from our CSA and actually pretty good), cut everything up and tossed it with sugar and cinnamon and corn starch (at three teaspoons I think used a bit too much as I was flashing back to the tasty but liquidy strawberry rubarb pie which I wrote about earlier this summer).  Per PK’s suggesting I cooked the pear apple mix first in pan to cook out some of the liquid – again the corn starch more than took care of this.  And then laid the mix onto a pie crust that I’d prepared earlier (1 1/2 cup of flour + 1 stick of butter cut in+ about 3-4 tbsp of ice water  to bind), folded over the crust and popped it into the oven.

the rustic tart ready to go into the oven

Half an hour later…

Ready to eat! See? I cut into eat before I remembered to take the photo.

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La Republica Dominicana – the food review.

About a week and a half ago, Shef and I had the good fortune to escape the NYC winter and found ourselves applying the SPF in the Dominican Republic. It was an odd time to be there, coming as it was on the heels of the big earthquake in neighboring Haiti, but at least we could tell ourselves  we weren’t staying in some big ass all inclusive resort. It was a short trip of five days so we didn’t have a chance to really explore the island but what we saw of it left us wanting to go back.    It’s a beautiful country with complex and interesting history and we met some really friendly and engaging people.  And thankfully as befits an island country with a rich tradition of cultural invasions, the food was good, homey and delicious. Click on the photo for the full story.

We didn't get to eat these but they sure looked fresh and delicious.

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