Hidey-hailey-hello! Y'all broke too? Man! Lack of gainful employment has really crimped my ability to pick on perfectly innocent restaurants of late! It's been basic rice'n'stuff dishes at home and maybe a cheapie burger or taco at the local choke and puke, if we eat out. My most exciting meal out has been a double burger and banana malt at the Los Banos Fosters Freeze. Which, by the way, was orgasmically good, considering it was my first meal of the day at around 5pm. I was so hungry that my body gave me a little dopamine cookie to reward me for not starving it. Thats pretty hungry!
Although there was one fabulously funny event of note during the week. I finally got my first raging hate-chat on Chuck's show last Friday! I was overjoyed! Although given how conversations can ebb and flow while we're cooking, apparently it's not my stance on Israel or police brutality that garnered scorn. Nay! It's my opinion that Rachel Ray is a fatty batty boombalatty! As if a multi-millionaire needs emotional protection from a mean ole blogger in Fresno! Tee hee! And they said my fruit salad was amateurish! Try this baby on for size and tell me that the flavor profile is for amateurs.
Stoned Fruit Salad
3 plums
2 nectarines
4 apricots
1/2lb strawberries
4 kiwis
2 oranges
4 tablespoons honey
3 tablespoons brown sugar
1 aji lemon pepper
1 bonda ma jaques pepper
1 peter pepper
1 tablespoon light rum
6 cherry slice jelly candies
Pit and slice the stone fruit into bite sized pieces. Hull and slice strawberries likewise. Peel and dice kiwis. Use a knife to cut the peel from the oranges and using a sharp paring knife, slice wedges from the orange and squeeze the juice from the remaining pulp into a chilled mixing bowl. Place the fruit into the bowl and toss with the brown sugar. Place in the refrigerator and allow to macerate for a half hour. Remove from the fridge and drizzle with the honey and rum. Then seed and dice the peppers and toss together with the fruit mixture. Allow to rest together for another hour. When serving, dice up some of the cherry candies and sprinkle on top.
Now, I see what you're saying. Hot peppers and candy from a gas station? And to you, I say YES! The acid from the oranges adds an amazing sourness that melds with the candy to give a bright, tangy chewey element that binds the flavors of the stone fruit and the strawberries. All the while theres a mild fruity burn lingering in the background without it grabbing centerstage. Alas, aji lemons and bonda ma jaques are hard to come by if you don't garden them yourself. But I'm sure there are a few sources out there on the interwebs.
One taste will make the quest for ingredients worth it! I'm as sure of it as I am that Rachel Ray is a piggy little butterball of hunka-hunka burning junk in the trunk.
-Pook
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Eating Out...Awww Crap!
We interrupt your commonly late blog with a news update! Pook is an idiot and needs to back up his data on a regular basis! That's right, I've had my second hard drive blow out in the old EOF tower of power. That's 1.5 terabytes of heartbreak. The first was a Panasonic drive and this last one was a Hitachi. So my words to you dear readers, stick with Western Digital if you want a drive that will last longer than 2 years, and back up your creative data at least once a week!
Sadly, all of my pics from the Fresno Chile Festival were sacrificed upon my altar of laziness and bad luck. But nonetheless, I really enjoyed my experience there last weekend. The car show had some gorgeous T-buckets, a post apolcalyptic VW Beetle, a few sexy muscle cars and some really wild conversion vehicles. There was even a Tesla over by the Solar Cooking demo and competition.
Speaking of the solar cookery, I was also lucky enough to get jumped into the judging for the dishes these heliocentric pioneers were creating. It was a wonderfully sunny day and the delicious dishes kept rolling out. There was a currant banana bread and an apricot cobbler that were excellent. Warm, moist, sweet and each highlighted the flavors of their dessert wonderfully. The topper was an Indian rice dish with jasmine rice, fresh veggies and whole hunks of fresh spices like cardamom and strips of actual cinnamon bark. You know you're eating something boldly flavored when a whole cardamom pod explodes in your mouth. Each dish was delicious and I was extremely flattered to have the opportunity to try them out.
Also there were the TasteFresno sponsored salsa making contest and chili eating contest. I skipped out on entering the salsa contest mostly because I had already done a guest blog for them and didn't want there to be any potential conflict of interest. But I did certainly hover around the judges table to see what the Fresno folks were throwing down. There were a couple fruit salsas and a more traditional style pico, but the winner was the Anaheim Amor green salsa. Sadly the judges were so impressed with each of them that there were no leftovers for me to try while I was signing up suck...er contestants for the chili eating contest.
Fresno really impressed me with their ability to consume rather hot peppers without breaking a sweat or needing a paramedic. It was a little early in the year to find any superhot peppers like bhut jalokias without ordering them from Australia, so the roster went: 3 Fresnos, 1 jalapeno and then a straight habanero race. The folks in the first round were so tough, I had to run over to the green grocer at the event and buy another half pound of pods to see the contest through. In both rounds, folks seriously dove into the habaneros. So next year you can be sure that they're going to have to add a superhot variety or two to the contest to thin out the herd a little quicker and have folks diving for a milk fire extinguisher to ease their oral infernos.
And then of course there were the food vendors. Everybody had some form of spicy offering available. But alas, with limited cash funds and lacking enough local rep to Prima Nocta my own free samples, my sampling was limited. One favorite would have to be the aguas frescas. I wish I had thought to catch the name of their cart, but their watermelon fresca was out of the world. Not too sweet, wonderful fresh watermelon flavor. Absolutely perfect refreshment on a hot day. And then there is the pearl of the day. A Regina's Native Cafe fry bread taco with their kiwi mango salsa! First off, it's HUGE! I saw the uninitiated trying to eat it like a taco salad, but not this boy! I folded that monstrosity up and unhinged my jaw for the first chewey spicy bite and fell in love. The ground beef was lightly spiced, tasty and still moist. The fry bread was nicely crispy on the outside and oh-so chewey inside.
I can't say enough about how awesome their salsas are. The kiwi mango has a great, sweet front with the cilantro and spices coming in right before the heat. To the non-chilihead, the salsa would be about a medium hot, to myself it was a wonderful medium that I'd be giddy to put over ice cream. I also tried their hot salsa, which I've got to say has an excellent heat. It won't choke you or send you scrambling for a glass of milk (or Tuck's medicated pads), but instead spreads a life affirming warmth throughout the mouth.
So, even though I'm extremely bummed to have lost the pictoral history of the day, my memories of the event are still enough to salve the wicked pain of data lost. And I was really happy to get to meet some fellow chiliheads and discuss the merits of superhots over at the Manchester GATE School's hot pepper display. Folks were suitably impressed when they got to see 3 of the plants that will produce the world's hottest peppers and I got to turn them on to some of the resources that helped to fuel my own obsession with heat.
If you didn't make it out this year, for shame! But don't worry, I'm quite sure that you'll be hearing all about the Fresno Chile Festival mk. II next year. And expect them to pay a little more attention to your favorite pepperfiend's advice when it comes to making sure that the pepperfans can come to feel the pain!
-Pook
Sadly, all of my pics from the Fresno Chile Festival were sacrificed upon my altar of laziness and bad luck. But nonetheless, I really enjoyed my experience there last weekend. The car show had some gorgeous T-buckets, a post apolcalyptic VW Beetle, a few sexy muscle cars and some really wild conversion vehicles. There was even a Tesla over by the Solar Cooking demo and competition.
Speaking of the solar cookery, I was also lucky enough to get jumped into the judging for the dishes these heliocentric pioneers were creating. It was a wonderfully sunny day and the delicious dishes kept rolling out. There was a currant banana bread and an apricot cobbler that were excellent. Warm, moist, sweet and each highlighted the flavors of their dessert wonderfully. The topper was an Indian rice dish with jasmine rice, fresh veggies and whole hunks of fresh spices like cardamom and strips of actual cinnamon bark. You know you're eating something boldly flavored when a whole cardamom pod explodes in your mouth. Each dish was delicious and I was extremely flattered to have the opportunity to try them out.
Also there were the TasteFresno sponsored salsa making contest and chili eating contest. I skipped out on entering the salsa contest mostly because I had already done a guest blog for them and didn't want there to be any potential conflict of interest. But I did certainly hover around the judges table to see what the Fresno folks were throwing down. There were a couple fruit salsas and a more traditional style pico, but the winner was the Anaheim Amor green salsa. Sadly the judges were so impressed with each of them that there were no leftovers for me to try while I was signing up suck...er contestants for the chili eating contest.
Fresno really impressed me with their ability to consume rather hot peppers without breaking a sweat or needing a paramedic. It was a little early in the year to find any superhot peppers like bhut jalokias without ordering them from Australia, so the roster went: 3 Fresnos, 1 jalapeno and then a straight habanero race. The folks in the first round were so tough, I had to run over to the green grocer at the event and buy another half pound of pods to see the contest through. In both rounds, folks seriously dove into the habaneros. So next year you can be sure that they're going to have to add a superhot variety or two to the contest to thin out the herd a little quicker and have folks diving for a milk fire extinguisher to ease their oral infernos.
And then of course there were the food vendors. Everybody had some form of spicy offering available. But alas, with limited cash funds and lacking enough local rep to Prima Nocta my own free samples, my sampling was limited. One favorite would have to be the aguas frescas. I wish I had thought to catch the name of their cart, but their watermelon fresca was out of the world. Not too sweet, wonderful fresh watermelon flavor. Absolutely perfect refreshment on a hot day. And then there is the pearl of the day. A Regina's Native Cafe fry bread taco with their kiwi mango salsa! First off, it's HUGE! I saw the uninitiated trying to eat it like a taco salad, but not this boy! I folded that monstrosity up and unhinged my jaw for the first chewey spicy bite and fell in love. The ground beef was lightly spiced, tasty and still moist. The fry bread was nicely crispy on the outside and oh-so chewey inside.
I can't say enough about how awesome their salsas are. The kiwi mango has a great, sweet front with the cilantro and spices coming in right before the heat. To the non-chilihead, the salsa would be about a medium hot, to myself it was a wonderful medium that I'd be giddy to put over ice cream. I also tried their hot salsa, which I've got to say has an excellent heat. It won't choke you or send you scrambling for a glass of milk (or Tuck's medicated pads), but instead spreads a life affirming warmth throughout the mouth.
So, even though I'm extremely bummed to have lost the pictoral history of the day, my memories of the event are still enough to salve the wicked pain of data lost. And I was really happy to get to meet some fellow chiliheads and discuss the merits of superhots over at the Manchester GATE School's hot pepper display. Folks were suitably impressed when they got to see 3 of the plants that will produce the world's hottest peppers and I got to turn them on to some of the resources that helped to fuel my own obsession with heat.
If you didn't make it out this year, for shame! But don't worry, I'm quite sure that you'll be hearing all about the Fresno Chile Festival mk. II next year. And expect them to pay a little more attention to your favorite pepperfiend's advice when it comes to making sure that the pepperfans can come to feel the pain!
-Pook
Friday, June 17, 2011
Eating Out The Fresno Chile Festival
Did I say well before the festival? Well, it's before the festival!
As I'm sure you've heard, the Fresno Chile Festival is this Saturday June 18th at the Fulton Mall in Downtown Fresno. There is going to be a ton of spicy insanity going on! Like the salsa making and chile eating contests, performances by Cerro Negro, Patrick Contreras and Lance Canales, as well as tradtional dancers from extremely spicy cultures. And food, Food, FOOOOOOD! I'm told Regina's Native Cafe will be onsite, slinging, what I'm told, are some mind numbingly good fry bread tacos and a rather impressive kiwi salsa. And topping it all off...ME! That's right, they couldn't dredge up any other weirdos growing superhots around town. So I'll be displaying a few of my backyard beauties and answering questions as well as a first year grower can. Come by and kick me in the shin!
Speaking of my backyard bounty, I went a bit shutterbug happy in the garden today. So far I've got a fair number of Aji Lemon and Bonda Ma Jaques pods coming up. The Peter Peppers are going wild and a few of my experiments are yielding some interesting results. Alas, the superhots seem to be waiting a bit before they start converting their blossoms into rainbows of pain. But I do have one Nagabon pod that will be on display at the festival as least.
And with no further delays, on to the pepper porn!
First the bounty of hot Peters all over my back porch
Marvel at the bounty of the Aji Lemons!
The Bonda Ma Jaques
A few blossom pics? Why not?
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