Food & Wine have just launched their ‘Best New Chef All-Stars 2013′ cookbook. I was lucky enough to be asked to choose and feature a recipe from one of the talented chefs in the book. Stuart Brioza from San Francisco was my pick. A lot of good food is made in San Francisco and his sweet corn pancakes with Mt. Tam cheese sounded too good to resist. Stuart and his wife Nicole Krasinski own a restaurant on Fillmore Street called State Bird Provisions. Their menu features things like pork belly plum salad, sourdough, sauerkraut, pecorino & ricotta pancakes and their CA state bird with provisions (which they are known for).
So here we have Stuart’s sweet corn pancake recipe. Mt. Tamor St. André cheese is available from California’s Cowgirl Creamery but for those who don’t live there then look for a good quality triple-cream cheese.
There’s a great group of talented chefs in the book. Check out Food & Wine for recipes by the other chefs.
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Love these cute fabric designs by Jenny Pennywood. Talk about a talented lady. Not only does Jenny do textile design but she also designs personalised stationary and styles weddings. The products shown here are available over at her online shop.
This time last year Reid and I (and our baby bump) were getting ready to leave Montréal. The book I co-produced was in its last few weeks of being complete, we were finalising our holiday plans for Alberta, Vancouver and Hawaii, and the realisation was setting in that our home on rue Hutchison would be no more. That the life we made in Montréal was coming to an end.
We often talk of the things we miss and although I know we will visit again one day, there will always be an ache in our hearts that we had to leave. Amazing things happened in that city. We met some really genuine and kind friends that welcomed us into their homes. We struggled with learning French but had fun pretending we knew the lingo with our ‘bonjours’ and ‘bonne journées’. Due to the book I ate my way through most of Montréal. And the most amazing piece of the story – our little guy was made there. His name decided over a dinner at Le Filet.
The food… man do I miss it. The shrimp burger from Kazu, Singapore noodles and dumplings from Noodle Factory, the vanilla-chocolate brioche and fig and cheddar baguettine from Boulangerie Guillaume, the cajun chicken sandwich and huge selection of baked sweets from Olive + Gourmando… I could go on. Those in Montréal know what I’m on about. The choices are endless.
In our last few days we tried to absorb all we could. The air was beginning to cool and the trees had lost most of their leaves. We took time to wander our back alley. I love this about Montréal. The alleys fascinate me for some reason. Perhaps because we don’t have them here in Brisbane. I often found myself starring into our back alley from the kitchen window. Watching squirrels running across the power lines. Seeing the maid from the family across from us sitting outside on the roof smoking her cigarette. The glow of candles as the Jewish enjoyed Sabbath in their homes. And the white steam blowing from chimneys in the cool air.
To think that was a year ago is hard to comprehend. As much as I love Brisbane and being close to family and friends, I’m excited by the thought of doing it all again and living in another city. The lure of immersing in a new culture I find hard to resist.
Have you ever typed ‘How to figure out what to do with my life?’ into Google? Sadly I have. One too many times. Something that seems to pop up frequently as a question to ask yourself is ‘What did you want to be when you were a child?’. I have difficulty answering that question. There have been so many things I’ve wanted to do. And at what point do you stop being classified as a child? I still feel I’m looking at the world with fresh eyes.
My earliest memory is when I was about 4 years old. I was over at my neighbours house for the afternoon. We were playing dress-ups and I wanted to be a doctor. But my neighbour wouldn’t let me. ‘You’re a nurse’ he said. One firm punch to his arm and off I went back to my house. My parents were surprised the playdate was cut short. I’m pretty sure that was the last one we had. And I’m pretty sure I don’t want to be a doctor. Or a nurse.
Then I wanted to be Alice in Wonderland (?). I remember pretending that those round white milk chocolate drops were the magic mushrooms that Alice ate to grow big and tall.
There were also thoughts of owning a lolly (candy) shop, being a teacher, pro skateboarder, clothing designer, model (sadly), actor, writer, children’s book illustrator, architect, singer, interior designer, graphic designer and photographer. All before I was 18. After that there have been even more career ‘what ifs’ and ‘maybes’ popping into my head.
I think it’s fair to say I’m a confused person. And it seems unlikely that confusion will ever pass based on my history. But maybe that’s just it and what life is all about. Do we ever really know? Sure we can decide on one thing and specialise in it until old age, but I think I’d get bored. I think that’s perhaps just my personality. To always need to change things up. To try something else and see where it leads. Maybe I need to stop typing in silly questions into the magic 8 ball that is Google and let things be.
Can any of you answer that question?
And have you become what you thought you would be when you grew up?
I recently photographed a story for Kinfolk about the New York City bagel. It has to be the most challenging food project for me yet!! The bagel isn’t an easy thing to make and there is quite a bit of skill and preparation time required. Something you easily overlook when you pay less than $2 for a bagel. Despite the challenge I had in preparing them, sitting down to enjoy them at the end was quite rewarding. A recipe for homemade bagels can be read over at Kinfolk. Good luck :)