A few weeks ago Ewa served quesadillas to us as a starter on Sunday lunch, they were lovely and enjoyable, but left me thinking- they can be even better. I thought bbq pulled chicken would be a winner in  a nice, warm tortilla wrap, with melted cheese oozing out. And I wasn’t wrong. A meal like this is easy to make when one’s at home in the afternoon and can simply throw a couple of chicken thighs in a marinade to the oven, alongside 2 sweet potatoes and go give Izzie a bath, while they roast. After about 1-1,5 it’s just a matter of making chunky guacamole, then assembling the quesadillas. I used jalapeno flavoured tortilla wraps, filled them with  shredded chicken and sauce,  mashed sweet potato,grated cheese and some sweetcorn to finish, then folded in half and gently fried on a dry pan. The crappy photo does not do justice to the dish, we loved it.

This is a good opportunity to mention some difficulties we experience as parents of a toddler, who says “no” a lot, especially at meal times. I read an excellent article recently on Italian methods of teaching kids to eat exactly what the adults do. No such thing in Italian restaurants as “children’s menu”, they say. Kids are supposed to eat what ever there is on the table and should they chose not to, they skip a meal and several hours later there are no complaints. It does appeal to me, as I remember being forced to eat when I was a kid. It took me years to get over the dread of cold, yukky soft boiled eggs that were staring at me, as I could not leave a table before I ate them. So we agreed long time ago, there will be no forced feeding, but also, no shit will be taken from  a 2,5 year old picking what she will and won’t eat.

This beautiful soup was made for lunch, while the said toddler was napping. A banana shallot fried, a couple of rashers of bacon finely chopped and fried too. The whole butternut squash peeled, chopped, added, alongside a single potato. Chicken stock onto that. It all boiled for about 30 mins under cover, then blitzed into a lovely, orange smoothness. A splash of cream. Finished off with crispy bacon bits and sunflower seeds and…a drizzle of maple syrup. Beautiful, autumnal soup.

Needless to say, Izzie decided she won’t be having it and threw  a teary fit at the table.  We returned to this subject 2 hours later, after a bit of shopping therapy. Soup was reheated and eaten within 10 minutes with no single complaint. Thumbs up.

I watched Saturday Kitchen yesterday and saw Gennaro Contaldo making the ragu his way. It seems all the famoso Italian chefs have their own, THE ONLY PROPER way. I tried Antonio Carluccio’s, wasn’t convinced by the white wine, for the science I had to try to Gennaro’s. Ended up with a fantastic ragu, a keeper, most likely, although knowing my cooking style, I will take the best of all worlds and do it my way.

Today it was  chopped red onion, celery and carrot sweated on olive oil with a bit of butter, we’re not scared of flavour in our house. Half and half minced beef and pork added and browned well, before a glass of good cab sav added. Some chopped pancetta was suggested, but I had none, will do next time.  Rich beef stock next, about 300 ml and then the most different of all – goodbye canned tomatoes, hello tomato puree, about 2 tbsps of it.  Gennaro said no herbs, which I can live with, though a bay leaf from the garden is awesome in a ragu, no mushrooms, he also said, but this time I ignored it- a handful of porcini from Poland is a must.

The sauce cooked slowly under cover for about 2,5 hours and needed no seasoning at the end- thank you, good beef stock.  Served with fresh tagliatelle and parmesan.  Very good, dare I say, quite authentic. 🙂

Jason Atherton was making a similar thing on Saturday Kitchen recently, that brought back memories of a Nobu signature dish.  People pay £22 for a portion of  Black Cod with Miso, which is quite something, stunning on the plate, silky smooth and unusually sweet. I found a recipe online that was supposed to be a simplified version of that Nobu recipe, I bought a bottle of sake, as the recipe called for it and made a marinade on Friday, as soon as Ocado delivered the fish.

I used 1/4 cup of sake and same of mirin, 4 tbsps of white miso paste and 3 tbsps of sugar and cooked the whole thing off quite quickly, then cooled and drowned my cod in it. It enjoyed it for 2 days and this evening it went to the oven, 200 degrees for about 13 minutes, then a quick treatment of a blow torch to add the colour. The most exciting was the smell of sake coming out of the oven, it brought Ubon back to mind. The taste, I must say did not. Ok, it was a nice plate of food, but it lacked a wow factor. It lacked the sauce to carry it, something vivid, maybe a salad with sharp dressing. I felt like I was eating a healthy, light, good for you thing, that is all ok, but I know I’ll be hungry in 2 hours. There’s got to be a way to improve it.