Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Spain Day 27 Barcelona Travel Notes

During our month in Spain we visited Barcelona nine times and still feel there’s more to see.  If you go:

Enjoy the Ramblas every chance you get.  It was the starting point of every visit and we never tired of it.  It’s also a great way to orient yourself after touring the side streets.

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Embrace the local foods.  Water is safe; restaurants are clean and organized.  Some food recommendations:

Breakfast:  Most patisseries serve melindros enjoy them with hot chocolate and fresh orange juice.  If you come across a churroria stop in for fresh hot churros, hot chocolate and juice.

Lunch:  Go to a charcuterie for jamon and chorizo and a variety of cheeses.  Order bread with tomato and a glass of cava or sangria.  Eat in or have it wrapped and enjoy on a park bench or your air conditioned hotel room.

Dinner:  Any lively tapas restaurant.  If you don’t speak the language sit at the bar and point at what you want.  There are so many different tapas the menus are confusing.  We also really loved the pizza.

 

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Go to a flamenco show. Tarantos on Plaça Reial just off the Ramblas has a nightly 30 minute show. The box office opens at 8pm for the first show at 8:30. It’s a small venue so all the seats are great and only 7 Euros pp.  I went three times and every show was different.

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See every Gaudi building you can.  If you only see one go to the Sagrada Familia.  Only two?   Park Guell.

Walk.  Get a map from your hotel and wander.  You’ll discover Barcelona on your own terms.  Buy a fan on the Ramblas.  It will be a nice souvenir and you’ll use it.  The lines for attractions are long and rarely shaded.

Adjust to the later hours. It’s much cooler at night and you’ll be able to enjoy shopping until 9pm and dining until midnight. The heat in the middle of the day can be unbearable and we embraced siesta (as do many shopkeepers) this is however a good time to visit the busiest sights to avoid long lines.

If you go or if you’ve gone let me know what you enjoyed.  Barcelona is a gorgeous city full of history and culture and I’m already planning my next trip.

Spain Day 26 Packing up and Moving Out

Today our home exchange comes to an end. Our host family is winging their way over the top of the world as I write this and we’re trying to fit everything into our bags.

Here’s our problem:

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But worth the worry. The food in Spain is superb, made with fresh, quality ingredients and craftsmanship. Spaniards are justifiably proud of their pantries.

Pictured:

  • Tuna. Line caught in the Med and packed lovingly by hand. (This tuna won the tuna taste-off on feelgoodeats.com blog and it costs half the price here as it does back home).
  • Chocolate made by the monks
  • Honey from rosemary loving bees
  • Sweet tortilla’s that I can get at Central Market but vow to master the recipe because I can’t otherwise afford them.
  • Chorizo that we’ll have to smuggle past the sniffing beagles
  • Almond biscotti
  • Olive oil (milder that what I buy at home, fabulous for aioli and salad dressings)
  • Black truffle salt
  • Strawberry sugar
  • Herbs de Provence from our trip to France.

Doesn’t really justify the need for a new suitcase but there’s also the tins of duck confit (2), fois Gras (1), Cassoulet (2), duck rillettes (1) antique wine bottles (2) pottery bowls (2) and the really fabulous BOOTS that added considerably to the problem since I wasn’t willing to abandon their box in Spain.

We bought a new suitcase which doubled as a stroller. E fell asleep inside and was most annoyed when we woke her.

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Monday, August 24, 2009

Welcome Bainbridge Review

This is my first post since I joined the Bainbridge Review’s blog page and I’m excited and honored to be here. This blog is a personal journal of my food education and travels. I’ve spent the month of August in Mataro, Spain a suburb of Barcelona. If you’d like to see my daily blog entries please click here and you’ll find recipes for classic Catalan foods, travel journals and pictures.

Today’s post is about leftovers.

Wouldn’t you know it. It’s siesta and the shops are closed and in the midst of our packing we’ve forgotten about lunch. Funny thing for a food writer, but there it is. There’s no help for it but to resort to leftovers.

A quick search of the fridge revealed an abundance of raw materials. A half full jar of anchovies; the baby artichokes we bought in France, a package of lox, eggs, a baguette. And so it was revealed to me the evolution of the Pintxos of which I wrote a few weeks ago. They are the answer to every cook’s “what to eat” dilemma and a great way to clear the fridge of odds and ends.

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After looking over our supplies I knew that aioli would be great. Garlic aioli would overpower the salmon so I deleted garlic and added caper juice and anchovy oil for flavor. The result was thinner than typical aioli and the flavor was tangy and salty and the perfect dressing for steamed artichoke and anchovy pintxo.

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It also worked well with lox and capers with a slice of fresh tomato, a wedge of boiled egg and steamed green beans.

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R’s Provencal BBQ duck chopped, garnished with cheese from the Montserrat monks, sprinkled with egg yolk and dotted with a caper.

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So, the next time lunch or dinner sneaks up on you without your permission subdue it with these quick and tasty sandwiches. I’d love to hear about your winning combinations.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Spain Day 24 Gaudi’s Park Guell

A failure as a high end housing development a stunning success as a community gathering place.  My favorite Gaudi site.   If Alice had been Spanish this is where the rabbit hole would have dropped her.

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If you arrive Park Guell by the subway know that it is a nosebleed of a hike, up, up, up and you come in the back way to a disappointing first look and winding dusty trails before you get to the good stuff.  Take bus 24 from Plaza Catalunya instead; much closer and you enter the park through the intricate iron entrance gates and this view.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Spain Day 23 Provencal BBQ

It’s 9:45 pm and the temperature is hovering at 87 degrees.  The apartment is stifling from being closed up for three days while we toured France. What are we doing?

Cooking.

Just before crossing the border from France to Spain we did some shopping for a picnic lunch.  Seduced by the array of French foods we loaded up in anticipation of dinner at home; firm white potatoes, baby artichokes, skinny little haricots verts.   R is grilling duck legs marinated in Provencal herbs.  It must be 100 degrees in front of the BBQ.  R is a dedicated and hungry man.

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The green beans are so fresh and flavorful they get little prep.  Just a quick blast in the microwave then taken crisp-tender and steaming to the table.  At the last minute I toss some chorizo in to trick the kids into eating their greens.  I’ll save the artichokes for tomorrow but the potatoes are for tonight.  I boil them in salted water and give them a quick dressing of olive oil and Provencal herbs.

 

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We sit down for dinner at 10:15 in front of a whirring fan, kids are naked against the heat.  You’d think we’d pick at our food, but we eat heartily.  L has three duck legs, J has two; the beans disappear.

After dinner we melt away to bed via cool showers, shutters thrown open to the Spanish night.  It takes the kids a long time to settle and it’s one a.m. before I douse the lamp and kiss R. goodnight. 

Just your average evening in Spain.  Buenos noches.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Spain Day 22 Cassoulet in Castelnaudary

If you’re wondering where I’ve been I’ll tell you. A spur of the moment road trip turned into a three day tour of French food specialties.
We spent our first night in Perpignan and toured the city castle and enjoyed entrecote and pomme frites (steak and fries) beneath the watchful eyes of 400 year old gargoyles.
The Hotel de la Cite in Carcassonne was our next stop. (Click the hotel link to see a picture of the walled city.) This fabulous four star hotel is part of the old citadel. The kids enjoyed the pool in the shadow of a 16th century church. I enjoyed the view of the old town and the narrow passageways, shops and my first taste of French made cassoulet.
Cassoulet has been a favorite holiday dish of mine. We make it every New Year’s Eve but this is the first time I’ve had this quintessentially French dish made by French hands. So, in the name of research our next stop was Castelnaudary the undisputed Cassoulet capital of France. It was here that I had the most memorable meal of the trip at the Restaurant du Centre et du Lauragais, enthusiastically recommended by the townsfolk.
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Fois Gras with toast followed by a steaming pot of Cassoulet, sealed with a crust of duck fat revealing white beans beneath, a leg of duck confit and a fat sausage. Dessert was profiteroles, another French favorite of mine. Cream puffs filled with vanilla ice cream melting deliciously into gently warmed dark chocolate sauce. Wine pairing: A nice French champagne to start and an earthy spicy red with dinner.
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Here's a recipe I've used numerous times with great success.  The ingredients aren't cheap and the recipe makes enough for 10-12 hungry people so plan for a party or cut the ingredients in half.



Cassoulet
Adapted from: Mediterranean The Beautiful Cookbook

For the Beans:
4 ½ cups dried white beans
½ pound salt pork (green bacon) or bacon blanched two minutes then drained.
2 onions, each stuck with 2 whole cloves
4 garlic cloves, crushed
3 fresh thyme sprigs
3 bay leaves
1 cup peeled and chopped fresh or canned Roma tomatoes
1 tablespoon salt
Freshly ground pepper
Ground cloves (optional)
For the Meat Ragout:
1 tin duck confit
1 ½ pounds lean lamb, cut into small cubes.
4 onions
4 cloves garlic
2 cups dry white wine
2 cups peeled and chopped fresh or canned Roma tomatoes
2 cups chicken stock (plus more as needed)
2 fresh thyme sprigs
2 fresh parsley sprigs
1 bay leaf
1 pound garlic pork sausages, cut into 3-4 inch chunks
1 pound fresh pork sausages, cut into 3-4 inch chunks.
2 cups fresh bread crumbs

To ready the beans, place them in a bowl and add water to cover. Let soak overnight. Drain well

Transfer beans to a saucepan and add water to cover by about 2 inches. Add the salt pork or bacon, clove studded onions, garlic cloves, thyme, bay and tomatoes and bring to a boil. Add the salt, reduce to low, cover and simmer until beans are tender and firm. 1-1 ½ hours. Remove and discard the whole cloves and the bay. Add pepper and the ground cloves (if using). Taste to adjust seasonings.

To make the meat ragout: Open the can of duck confit and scoop out two to three tablespoons of duck fat into a Dutch oven or large pot. Heat and then sear the lamb so all sides are browned. Removed the lamb and reduce heat to medium low add onions and garlic and sauté until the onions are tender and translucent 8-10 minutes. Add lamb, wine, tomatoes and two cups of chicken stock. Gather together the thyme sprigs, parsley and bay leaf into a bouquet garni and tie securely with kitchen string. Add to the pot, cover and simmer until lamb is very tender, about one hour.

Preheat oven to 350. Layer ½ of the beans into the bottom of an ovenproof pot or Dutch oven (something pretty enought to take to the table. Pour meat mixture on top of beans and add the lamb confit and sausage pieces. Cover with the remaining beans. Top with bread crumbs and drizzle duck fat over the top. Bake until the top is crusty and golden brown, about 45 minutes. Serve hot and with ceremony. Break the bread crumb crust and scoop the bean mixture onto each plate (or large shallow soup bowl) then place a piece of duck and a chunk of sausage in the center. Sprinkle with fresh parsley if desired.

This meal is very hearty. Serve a simple green salad with a light vinaigrette. Offer nearly frozen peeled grapefruit segments between courses as a palate cleanser (or grapefruit sorbet). Finish in the French fashion with a cheese/fruit course. Champagne to drink.

If you go: Castelnaudary: Be sure to take a walk along the Canal du Midi where canal boats pass beneath stone bridges decked out with flowers. Have your dinner at the Hotel Restaurant du Centre et du Lauragais and if, like us you were so stunned by the food and wine take a room there too. It’s a great two star hotel and looks out over the town’s main street. Ask for a room at the back if you’re an early-to-bed-type.
Carcassonne: If you’re feeling flush stay at the Hotel de Cite; the Hotel Donjon in another lovely choice within the city walls. Stock up on French food specialties at Epicerie de la Cite (10 Rue Cros-Mayrevieille) just up from the Hotel Donjon.
Surrounding Area: Visit the Grotte de Limousis a cave with eight chambers, underground lakes and a rare white crystal chandelier stalactite. The drive into the the mountains past vineyards and tasting rooms is quite lovely . The African Game Reserve at Sigean is a must see if you have kids.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Spain Day 20 Cadaques

 

cadaques 109 Finding a room in Cadaques at the height of the season is impossible. Unless you’re R. He scored a quadruple room with an enchanting blue shuttered terrace overlooking a courtyard filled with olive trees. Bougainvillea, ivy, and grape vines climb the stone walls and drape the edge of our balcony. Blackberry vines twine through a lime tree laden with fruit. When I get home I vow to create a drink with lime, blackberries and grapes and call it the “Cadaques”.

We celebrate with gin and tonics flavored with a lime from the courtyard. Did you know that freshly picked limes have a heady floral perfume? It soon evaporates from the lime but the scent lingers on my hands.

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Whitewashed buildings crowd above the harbor climbing the gentle hills that rim the bay. Fishing boats bob on anchor and fill the rocky beach. Sleek dinghies with high powered motors press against the seawall; yachts rest beyond the local fishermen’s boats.

 

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Narrow alleys created long before cars, just wide enough for a donkey and cart or for a family of four to hold hands and gaze. Lots of charming shops; Ross buys a striped pullover reminiscent of the French navy, I get a floppy hat.

We have a three course meal at the water’s edge; anchovies from Cadaques; fish soup; fish pasta; Catalan flan. Delicious. We wander back to our hotel room stopping to watch the fire juggling and to listen to music from an open air restaurant. The kids play out the last of their energy. Off to bed.

If you’re here be sure to have a fresh mint mojito at Nord Est; browse around Waiting for Richard (Gere that is…ask the proprietress about the store’s name) and try for a room at the Hotel Octavia.  The grocery store across the street carries gin and tonic in case you do some lime pilfering.