Strawberry mousse cake (Euro 2012)

I only thought about the Polish national colours when I look at the photo. I also thought- great sponge!!! ;-D

The recipe comes from Smaker.pl., I spotted the photo of it and I knew I’d be making it. The parcel arrived this morning from Mum, with the jellies and budyn and other great Polish stuff  that I love baking with. First I baked the sponge, as usual to Mum’s recipe,half a portion, as I wanted a small one,  then blitzed 400 g of strawberries with some sugar, heated it up and added half a portion of dry strawberry jelly and a gelatine leaf. Left it to cool. When it was beginning to set, I poured it over the sponge and placed in the fridge. The white topping was a tricky one. I whipped the cream as usual, with sugar, then started pouring a yellow jelly, all cooled, but poured it in too early, as it wouldn’t thicken. I whipped some fresh one and added the other mixture slowly, then , in despair, placed it in the freezer hoping it would get the jelly working. IT DID. I topped the now set strawberries and left in the fridge in peace.

The game this evening is Czech – Portugal, which we’re not really watching, just peaking. I hope the Christiano- Gayaldo team won’t win, I hate the knob with a passion.

The cake- very good. Very light. Very pleasant. 🙂

A very simple Italian feast.

Missing Italy, not sure if there will be enough cash around to pop out for a week this year, so this evening I made a very simple, yet great risotto, accompanied by a simple green salad and a rustic baguette and  served it with very cold wine wine and loved every bit of it.

Risotto, as simple as they get, chopped shallot fried on butter, arborio rice added for a couple of minutes to soak it all in, then hot chicken stock, gradually poured in as well as wine wine. Some grated parmesan at the end, it hardly needed any seasoning thanks to good chicken stock. At the end I added a good handful of chopped fresh tomatoes and fresh basil and that was it. It was the simplicity that made it so tasty, I guess.

My green salad was mainly rocket, some more tomatoes, roasted pine nuts, good olive oil and good, thick balsamic, plus parmesan shavings on top. We destroyed the lot. Yum.

 

Swarzwälder Kirschtorte.

A triumph!!!!! When I took the sponges out of the oven, my knees were trembling, when I put the cake together, I clapped my hands like one mentally challenged, was so pleased with myself!!!

The recipe comes from Good Food, followed a long search for kirsch, I finally settled for some cherry brandy from Tesco.

First, the cocoa sponges, really good recipe, I will remember it. I used 225 g of softened butter, same amount of caster sugar, 4 whole eggs, 160 g of self raising flour,  65 g of cocoa powder and half a tsp of baking powder all got mixed together, lovingly flufffed up and poured into 2 tins, buttered and lined up with baking paper. They baked for about 30 mins in 190 degrees. The smell that filled the kitchen was magnificent, sweet and chocolatey.

For the cherry filling I used a 340 g jar of morello cherry jam, 2 packets of soured cherries, 80 g each and a good slosh of cherry brandy, about 4 spoons. I cooked it all slowly for about 10 minutes while the sponges rose in the oven, then left to cool. Finally I whipped the cream with icing sugar and lemon juice. When the sponges were cool and rested, I sliced the thicker one and soaked all 2 of them with cherry brandy. I will be more generous next time though, couldn’t really taste it that much, I would have liked some more booze I think. The cherry filling went on, then the cream, the sponge, same again, on the top the cream, grated bitter chocolate and fresh cherries. I freaking loved the way it looked when I finished. It must be the best looking cake I’ve ever made, taste- wise 9 out of 10. More booze and it would have been 10.

Happy!!!!! 🙂

Strawberry souffle.

I fancied a souffle this evening, had some strawberries in the fridge, which I quickly pureed with some sugar.It’s a shame that English strawberries most of the time don’t taste of much, I wish I could pop out to Mum’s garden in Poland and pick some real ones.

The recipe that seems to work every time, for 2 souffles  I whip one egg white with a tbp of caster sugar until stiff, then fold in a random amount of fruit, in this case berries, not too much, so that the mixture still held. In it goes into the buttered and sugared ramekins and then to the oven 200 degrees for 12 minutes. Light, fluffy, nice.

A Night at Nobu Berkeley.

There are perks of working in Dinings. Once we realised  we’re all off this evening, Gracelett, Kris and I, we decided to hit Nobu Berkeley. Fuku san was kind enough to ring Oba san, who got us 3 seats at the counter and off we went.

Berkeley, all posh, 2 chicks downstairs with long legs, blokes opening doors for us, orchids in the reception, all posh, pretty, expensive, nice toilet paper and all. We kicked off with some mojitos, which were lovely, just as sweet as I like them and not a stingy size at all.

 

Oba san prepared a couple of starters for us, I loved the first one, a trio of salmon tartar with wasabi soya, toro hagashi- that rocked- and some sea bass sashimi that was ok.

Then we requested a portion of yellowtail sashimi with jalapeno and yuzu soy, which was just as delicious as I remembered from Ubon, but the presentation  messy and looking like someone couldn’t be bothered…

The star of the show for me was a mixed plate of  new style sashimi, the scallop and king crab still warm from the hot oil they were seared with, melting in the mouth.

Next we’ve had lobster salad with spicy lemon dressing, very nice, but the garlic chips on top were to be looked for with a magnifying glass.

Rock shrimp tempura nice, but not amazing, maybe on the pass for too long? The shitake, zucchini and eggplant tempura nice, but not not as nice as in Dinings ( our tempura section is probably the size of their rice container altogether, but it’s crispy and flavoursome, this one was hardly memorable).

We’ve also had a rib eye with anticucho sauce, which was not as good as I remembered, we all agreed that our Korean spicy miso tops it by far.

But the biggest disappointment, and no offence to a lovely man Oba san is, was the sushi. I only had a piece of salmon nigiri and ama ebi, which Oba san called jokingly ” Dinings style”, but when he presented them in front of me I thought he was taking the piss. It didn’t look like much and the rice had no flavour- a crime! The sushi rice in Dinings is at times more flavoursome than the topping itself, it is lovely to eat by itself, to me it even smells appealing. We also had a soft shell crab roll, it looked miserable in comparison with our beautiful, round, fat, full to the brim perfect rolls.

The desserts were nice, but not mind blowing, Suntory whisky cappuccino probably the nicest of them, the texture especially, but nowhere near our black sesame creme caramel.

We tried a selection of cocktails, from which only mojitos were up to scratch, the lime and lychee martini I had smelled of….bathroom cleaning products to me. Not good. The flower floating on top didn’t help…;-)

All in all we had a great night out, the best thing about it was the fact, that it left us all proud of our own bunker, with shitty, basic decor, a tiny cocktail list, claustrophobic toilets and noisy sushi chefs. Our food though, the stuff that comes from under  Fuku’s hands is a Champions League in comparison with what they serve in Berkeley. Our seabass carpaccio when delivered to the table with fresh truffle aroma stops all conversations, it’s so pretty, none of Nobu’s dishes had that effect on us. Our unagi and foie gras signature roll is to die for, theirs are basic and lack excitement.

Dinings über alles!!

Rhubarb and almond pie.

Last weekend I experienced a culinary disaster, worse even, as in presence of guests. I attempted a beautiful looking strawberry and marshmallow cheesecake, which fucking didn’t set, even overnight. 7 leaves of gelatine and it still poured out of the tin, making me want to throw it at the wall. Good thing, the guests were Zatrybki, who were polite enough not only not to take the piss, but eager to eat it from the bowls. Zatrybek even had seconds.

So this afternoon, in the middle of The Awesome Rota Week, I had a need to bake something, a dessert that worked and was delicious. I had some rhubarb, but didn’t fancy another crumble, so I adjusted Mum’s apple pie recipe and made it with rhubarb instead. If Sojka was reading it, she’d be annoyed, as I haven’t used any measurements. 🙂 I felt confident enough to put together a sweet, crumbly pastry with plain flour, some soft butter, a couple of egg yolks, some icing sugar and a bit of baking powder. And it worked. The rhubarb was cooked quickly with a drop of water, I threw a couple of apples, I thought it was not enough of rhubarb itself, cooked it with brown sugar and discarded the liquid though the sieve and followed Mum’s suggestion of making sure it will not be too runny in the oven- added a bit of breadcrumbs to it.

Baked in 180 degrees until golden, a bit more than 30 mins. Towards the end I put some flaked almonds on top and when cooled, finished with icing sugar. I’m very pleased with it, especially with the pastry, Florian says it could be sweeter. I disagree, rhubarb is rhubarb and must have some distinctive acidity  to it. It is now being enjoyed with a lovely cup of tea.