Wrapping up at Fronton de Tolosa

The BasqueStage is sure keeping us on our toes!

Fellow Sammic scholar Elisha Ben-Haim and I recently finished another stage, this time at the traditional Basque restaurant Fronton de Tolosa. Named for the cavernous hand-ball court attached to the back of the building, the Fronton specializes in seasonal vegetables and alubias con morcilla, slow cooked black beans with blood sausage.

The enormous handball court (for pelota and jai alai) that shares a wall with the restaurant.

The chef de cuisine Javi made a point of bringing Elisha and me along for his morning shopping trips.

Javi inspects xixas, setas and hongos (different types of wild mushrooms) at market.

We visited the Olano carniceria in Beasain, which has to be the most accommodating butcher shop I’ve ever visited.

JoseMa, Elisha and Javi at the Olano shop

They’ll cut a piece of meat any way you like, and they’re happy to talk to you about your options. They make the blood sausage for the alubias dish at the Fronton.

Elisha learns from Senora Isabel Olana, who has been making morcilla for over fifty years.

Luis stuffs sausage faster than you can say chorizo.

They also keep plenty of cochinillo (suckiling pig) on hand for Javi when he needs it.

Whether you say lechon or lechazo, I just call it delicious.

After the  butcher shop, our morning visits included the Noriega pescaderia where we learned about the bounty of the Cantabric sea- anchovies and albacore.

Alfonso shows us how to clean anchoas quickly and precisely.

Easy way to tell bonito tuna from its cousins? Fin length.

After rounding up the day’s best ingredients, we would head back to the Fronton for mise en place and service. Our days at the Fronton always included a sit-down family meal lunch at 12:30, no matter how busy we were. Then we prepped vegetables or worked with line cooks Txama and Josu’ through service.

Txama expertly peels esparragos de Navarra- white asparagus.

The time I spent with this kitchen crew was a tremendous learning experience in terms of raw ingredients. The quality of the meats and fish, the freshness of the vegetables, the dedication to local purveyors: these elements of the Fronton kitchen inspired me as a stagiaire and will continue to inspire me as a chef in the future.

Lastly, the crew from the Fronton now feels like family. Though we were in the kitchen for a short time, I know I’ve made great friends. Sonia, you better come visit me in California!

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Rompeolas- Lunch on the Streets of Tolosa

Ever wonder what it’s like to cook for 250 people?

Fellow Sammic BasqueStage scholar Elisha Ben Haim and I found out last week. We collaborated with Chef Roberto Ruiz, head of the Fronton de Tolosa restaurant, for a community event called Olatu Talka- or Rompeolas. Whether in Basque or in Castellano, the name means breakwater, or the place where waves hit land. The event is a celebration of “the waves of cultural energy” that course through the region. Rompeolas will occur every year between now and 2016, the year in which Donostia- San Sebastian will be the Cultural Capital of Europe.

In Tolosa, the celebration took the form of a participatory meal for 250 people, in which local farmers supplied our ingredients, and the Cofradia de Pescadores de Getaria donated over fifty kilos of anchovies, in high season right now. After meeting with community organizers and farmers, we prepared the simple menu seen below, and then set the table for the entire neighborhood.

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It was an amazing opportunity to get out of the kitchen and interact with people, and to see how Basques share a table with twenty neighbors (it involves cider, txakoli and unabashed bread-breaking).  It was also a logistical challenge, with organizational hurdles and menu dilemmas aplenty, but we managed to put on a delicious lunch which only cost five euros.

Olatu Talka Menu

Salad- local lettuce, spring onion, vinaigrette.

Menestra- vegetable soup of fava beans, potatoes, chard, young garlic and ham broth

Anchoas- confit anchovies in garlic oil

Dessert- yogurt with a sprinkle of sugar

This lunch would not have been possible without the generous participation of the Tolosa city council and the Rompe0las planners.  Most importantly, a tremendous thank you to the farmers and fishermen who brought their amazing products to the table so that we could celebrate the local bounty, and the value of eating together.

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Wrapping up at Solana

My, how time flies when you’re having fun! I’ve finished another short stage, this time in vinoteca Solana in Tolosa. An intimate wine bar with pintxos and a menu that changes with the farmer’s market offerings, Solana was a great learning experience for me.

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When I think back to my goals in coming to the BasqueStage, I realize that my experience at Solana has really taught me to value the ingredients I’m using, because the kitchen is so small. There’s very little margin for waste, and we purchased vegetables every day.

Spending time in Solana also spoke to my goal of learning more about the rich gastronomic patrimony of this area. From piquillos rellenos (stuffed peppers) to arroz con leche (rice pudding), guisantes lagrimas (baby sweet peas) to revuelto de xixas (a wild mushroom scramble), I cooked many recipes that are fundamental in a Basque kitchen.

I feel fortunate to have had the opportunity, and to make friends with such a cool crew. Thanks to everyone at Solana for two memorable weeks!

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Nature in Pais Vasco

The food here is amazing, but so is the landscape. After one solid month of rain, the sun has come out and it feels like spring is finally here. Here are three shots from my afternoon run yesterday.

Top: una escala piscicola – a fish ladder- on the Oria River, built in 1998 to help rebuild the fish population.

Below left: a long tunnel from the Loidi neighborhood of Lasarte that opens onto a cathedral of green.

Below right: the winding foot path that leads to the nearby town of Urnieta.

The sun was shining, the river was rushing, and this girl was smiling ear to ear.

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Visit to Iztueta Dairy Farm

“Careful, that calf is nine days old,” the fourth generation dairy farmer told us. We were kneeling in front of six large stalls with young calves inside, all a little skittish with new visitors around.

Meeting the newborns

Fresh off their afternoon feed, the calves were licking each others’ lips, still hungry for a bit more. It was a fascinating bovine French kiss, and Elisha and I had front row seats.

Too cute

So what we were doing with these cows? This week we visited the Iztueta Dairy Farm, just two kilometers up the hill from Beasain.  It was a chance to visit local farmers, to see a profitable, small-scale model, and to learn about responsible farming and animal husbandry.

Iztueta filters all waste water through this depuration tank, where thousands of earthworms help clean the water before it flows back to the natural watershed.

Iztueta provides TPT bakery with milk that has not been UHT treated, which means it actually tastes like milk. TPT’s owner, Alazne, organized this visit to one of her most trusted purveyors.

First, some context on milk in Spain. My first visit to a supermarket was shocking: milk is stored on shelves, right next to cereal boxes. It’s sold in cases, stored at room temperature and can be kept for up to three months.  How is this possible, I wondered? I’ve since learned that nearly all milk here is ultra high temperature processed.

UHT milk, sold in cardboard boxes

By cooking to 275 degrees Fahrenheit,  the milk is sterilized. (In comparison, pasteurization occurs at 161 degrees Fahrenheit, a temperature hot enough to reduce pathogens but low enough to avoid toasting the milk.) Stores can stock UHT milk by the pallet and store it outside of refrigeration. However, the high temperature treatment also kills the flavor, because it denatures natural proteins in milk and caramelizes the sugars present. Thus, UHT milk is a sweet, bland, vapid cousin of fresh milk.

Luckily, there are still some dairy farmers in Gipuzkoa who produce fresh (pasteurized, non UHT) milk, such as Iztueta. The rolling green hills of Pais Vasco are the perfect grassy environment for cows to graze. As soon as the spring rain stops, the cows will head out to pasture. However, until the sun comes out, they will stay inside to avoid erosion and soil damage.

The fields at Iztueta

Iztueta caps their milking cow numbers at fifty, which allows them to keep a close eye on the health and well-being of their Holsteins.

The cows do not have names, but they are numbered to keep proper records.

The process is the following:

After artificial insemination and a gestation period of nine months, the cow gives birth on her own. The calf is then separated from the mother several days later. If the calf is female, she will stay at Iztueta to become part of the next generation of milking cows. If the calf is male, within one month he will be sold to rancher’s cooperative in Navarra for beef.

Me with a milking cow

The mother cow will be milked twice a day, around 6:30 morning and night . Iztueta’s policy is to wait at least 45 days before the cow is artificially inseminated again. The milk collected is pasteurized on site, heated and quickly cooled to reduce the number of pathogens present.

The Pasteurization process occurs in the black sheets of the box on the lower left. The milk quickly filters through in a zig-zag pattern, heating and then cooling back down rapidly.

Before visiting Iztueta, I never knew much of anything about the life cycle of a milking cow and the subsequent commercialization of the milk.

Whole milk in Euskera: esne osoa

Of course, when one stops to contemplate the biological processes necessary, it’s obvious that a cow must give birth and then be milked. However, I had never taken the time to think about it, always just accepting that milk simply existed.

It was a really important experience for me to see the cows, to see how they live, to see the calves who must be born for cows to lactate in the first place, to see the way in which they are milked.

Cows at Iztueta can walk under these large brushes to scratch their backs. I want one...

The experience reminded me that milk doesn’t simply exist; it comes from a healthy animal whom we must take care of and feed properly, an animal we must respect. Our visit made me value this everyday commodity- milk- much more. It also underscored the taste difference  between fresh (still pasteurized) milk and UHT supermarket milk.

Thanks to Alazne, Sonia and Javi for taking us up the hill to visit this dairy farm, and many thanks to the Iztueta family for sharing your operation with us.  Eskerrik asko!

Javi goes in for a smooch

Sonia and Elisha have a laugh.

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What to make for brunch this weekend: Torrijas

This week at Solana 4, I learned how to make torrijas (tor-REE-has), a Spanish take on French toast.

Entrance to Solana 4, the wine bar and small plates restaurant in Tolosa where I'm staging for two weeks

They’re less eggy than the French toast I’m used to, due to fact that the soaking liquid is just infused milk, with egg only coming into the equation at the last minute. Originally a sweet solution for old, hard bread, torrijas are moist morsels of vanilla goodness.

Estar hecho torrijas is a common euphemism for being drunk, coming from the idea that torrijas are something that you soak in liquid overnight. In addition to being a funny colloquialism, they’re an indulgent dessert or a special Mothers Day brunch. Make someone smile this weekend with this recipe.

Slices of old baguette in their overnight milk bath

Ingredients:
1.5 Liters milk
200g sugar
1 vanilla bean, split and scraped
or 2 tsp vanilla extract
1 day-old baguette or 1 loaf old bread
6 eggs, lightly beaten
Neutral oil for frying, like Canola or sunflower oil

Method:
1. In a large pot, combine milk with whole vanilla bean and sugar, allowing the ingredients to simmer for about fifteen minutes. Be careful not to scald milk. Remove from heat and allow to cool.
2. In the meantime, slice an old baguette into 1 1/2″ pieces, thick enough to act as a sponge but not too big to be unappealing.
3. Once the milk has cooled to a manageable temperature, pour over slices of bread in flat baking pan, turning twice to make sure the bread absorbs evenly. Cover the baking pan with plastic wrap and refrigerate overnight to allow the old bread to really soak up the flavorful milk.
4. Remove baking pan from refrigerator and let come to room temperature.
Beat six eggs in a large bowl, and reserve.
5. In a large skillet, heat one inch of oil over medium-high heat. Dip each slice of bread carefully in eggs, turning to coat but being careful not to break the super soft bread.
6. Add five or six slices of bread, frying both sides until golden-crisp. Work quickly, because the torrijas don’t need to cook all the way through. The idea is to crisp the outside and leave the inside pillowy soft with vanilla milkiness.
7. Remove from oil to paper towel. Serve warm, with an optional sprinkle of sugar on top.

Torrijas, in all their golden crisp- soft center splendor

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Wrapping up at TPT Bakery

For the past two weeks of my BasqueStage experience , I’ve been working at TPT, a bakery and coffee shop in Beasain.

the typically Basque print on the sign at the train station

It’s been a quite a change of pace from a  three Michelin star kitchen, but it’s been a welcome opportunity to focus on the craft of bread baking.

Loaves on the "suelo," the hearthstone of the oven

the entrance to TPT

I love baking bread, though my earlier attempts weren’t always successful. I remember a terrific failure with cheddar-dill bread; it should have been zesty and flavorful, but it was an unleavened, greasy mess.

Luckily, I’ve learned a thing or two since those early experiments. At TPT, I’ve been baking with a natural yeast mother, meaning we mixed water and flour together and just let it begin to ferment at room temperature.

Several loaves of "our recipe" bread, a hybrid that uses mostly natural yeast starter and a small amount of fresh baker's yeast for additional spring.

For six days, we stirred the mixture and allowed the yeast- naturally present in flours, many fruits, and even just in the ambient air- to get to work. With that natural ferment mixture, we baked breads ranging from artisan baguettes, to wide hearth levain, to super soft loaves that use grated potato in the dough.

Baguettes and levain made with our natural yeast starter

Cross-examination of the crumb on our loaves

rising Pan de Leche- a pillowy, sweet roll

finished Pan de Leche

Owner/baker Alazne Zuzunegi pulls baguettes from the oven.

There was also plenty of sweet baking, with brownies, almond-flour financiers, and orange cakes on my daily prep list.

Bizcocho de Naranja- an orange sponge cake made with whole orange rind and yogurt for a wonderfully bright taste

Thanks to Alazne, Marian, Mari Carmen, and Contxi for making me a part of the bakery!

Next up: Solana 4, a vinoteca and small plates restaurant in Tolosa. Stay tuned for shots from behind the pintxos bar…

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Visit to Zubia Conservas @BasqueStage

Today Elisha and I had the opportunity to visit Patés Zubia, a local conservera with duck and goose products and piparra pepper pureés. We visited with Javi our sous chef from the Fronton de Tolosa restaurant and Sonia, chef at Solana 4. They were interested in the products at Zubia, so we tagged along for the morning.

Javi gears up to visit the production area.

Zubia produces its own duck prosciutto, cured duck breast that hangs for one month before it can be sliced thin just like jamon serrano.

Salted and dried duck breast

They also produce a jarred piparra puree, the essential ingredient in local specialty Salsa Vizcaina, often served over bacalao. I had prepared this red pepper, garlic and Pimenton sauce when I staged at Basque restaurant Txikito in New York City; it was great to come full circle to see the peppers on their home turf.

Labels about be affixed to the piparra jars

In the production room today, we saw how the dried pimientos choriceros were soaked, pureed, and then bottled in glass jars. I wish I had Willy Wonka Smell-Vision to transmit the wonderful aroma from all the peppers.

Jars of Piparra. Just like canning at home, only times one thousand.

Lastly, we saw their patés, foie gras and txistorra sausages.

Now who's got the Sauternes around here...?

Joseba, son of the founder Jose Luis Zubia, was shocked to hear that my home state of California will ban the sale of foie gras starting in July of 2012.  He casually remarked that the ducks and geese that produce foie gras live in much better conditions than the laying hens that provide us with eggs for $2 a dozen. Zing!

Duck pate with Armagnac? Matt Tseng will know what to do...

It was a quick visit, but a valuable one. We all noted the cleanliness and the organization of their packing plant, especially since they were using our sponsor Sammic vacuum sealers.

Captain Awkward has a look around

I was also very impressed with the quality of their product. It made me want to simmer a Salsa Vizcaina all afternoon so my kitchen at home would smell as good as theirs.

Thank you, Pates Zubia, for opening your doors and sharing your production with us!

Also, many thanks to Sonia and Javi for bringing us along.

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The Best Damn Brownies Ever

Yep, I’m claiming it.

I’m a chocolate enthusiast, and one thing I can confidently say is that I know my way around a brownie. When I was a little girl, I used to put spoonfuls of brownie mix in a cup and stir in some water and oil, just to eat an individual portion of brownie batter.

I’ve come a long way since then, which means I now use real chocolate instead of a mix. I definitely still enjoy what’s left in the bowl when I’m done though.

In the past two weeks, I’ve been working at the bakery TPT in Beasain. I make sourdough bread from our own mother starter; I make beurre noisette for almond financiers. But my favorite thing on the prep list? This brownie. It’s rich, moist, and crunchy with chopped walnuts (which should only be left out for allergy reasons, otherwise any respectable brownie should have some texture to it).

At TPT, we make the brownie in a round dish so we can portion like a pie.

I know, it’s super simple, but I swear this brownie recipe could be the only one you use for the rest of your life.

If you’re a line cook and you want to sneak in something sweet when it’s your turn to make family meal, this recipe can be made with a microwave and a Thermomix in 3 minutes flat. If you’re a home cook, make this recipe and invite friends over. Instant popularity and fame ensue. ;-)

Moist, chewy, chocolate heaven.

The Best Damn Brownies Ever

300 g Dark Chocolate (70%), chopped

200 g Milk Chocolate, chopped

225 g Butter

3 Eggs

225 g Brown Sugar

75 g All Purpose Flour

7 g Baking powder (about 1 1/2 tsp)

175 g Walnuts, rough chopped

Pinch of salt

 

Method

1. Heat oven to 375 F / 190 C. Lightly grease an 11″ rectangular baking dish.  Alternatively 9″ round works for thick slices, like we do at TPT.

2. In a bain marie or microwave, melt the chocolates and the butter together until smooth. Don’t overheat.

3. In mixing bowl, beat eggs and brown sugar. Drizzle in chocolate mixture. Stir in flour, nuts and salt. Pour into prepared baking pan.

4. Bake for 30-35 minutes, until center is set. Let cool completely before cutting, as this brownie is basically heaps of molten chocolate, just barely set with eggs and a teeny bit of flour.

 

 

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Artzai Eguna – Day of the Shepherd in Ordizia

“Look at all the sheep!” exclaimed my mother, iPhone camera at the ready and mouth spread wide with a smile.

We were wandering through the narrow, hilly streets of Ordizia, a Gipuzkoan town thirty minutes southwest of San Sebastian.  Historically, Artzai Eguna- Day of the Shepherd, the Wednesday after Easter- was the day when shepherds brought their sheep from the protected low-lying grazing areas up to summer grazing land on rocky mountainsides. In modern times, Artzai Eguna is a celebration of the shepherd and the flock. It’s also the annual opening for the season of Idiazabal cheese, the tangy, rich cheese produced from sheep milk.  Most importantly, it is an opportunity to preserve local agricultural and gastronomic traditions. If Spain had a Future Farmers of America equivalent, they’d be involved.

My fellow Sammic BasqueStage scholar Elisha and I took advantage of our morning in the market.

Difficult not to purchase a kilo of each...

We sampled cheeses, cider and talo con txistorra, a corn flatbread roll-up with spicy sausage inside.  A hybrid of a quesadilla and a taquito, it’s my new favorite street food.

My parents enjoy talo con txistorra

It’s not exactly waistline-friendly, but who can resist a soft, corn tortilla wrapped around salty pork with melted cheese, plus cider to wash it all down? I’ll take two, please.

Elisha ain't scared

After marveling at dozens of corderos lechales a la brasa (spit-roasted lamb), we pushed on to the market.

Not your average barbecue...

My parents and I were amazed at the offerings; from the wood-fired breads and blood sausage, to local apples and cream-filled pastel vasco cakes, it was hard not to purchase something at every stand.

Para picar...

Zanahorias y cebolletas

Beautiful breads

Embutidos- fresh sausages from a butcher shop in Beasain

We settled on a jar of honey which I’ve been enjoying on cuajada, a fresh cheese dessert also made from sheeps’ milk. Elisha stocked up on fresh garlic, garbanzos and spring peas.

"Ponme medio kilo, por favor"

Our morning at the market in Ordizia during Artzai Eguna was priceless, both for the learning experience with traditional foods like talo and the roasted lamb, and also for the memories of exploring a European country market with my friend Elisha and my parents.

Basting the lamb with a sauce of cider vinegar, stock and oil.

San Francisco to Ordizia...

 

Also, many thanks to Alazne at TPT for suggesting the visit and for giving me the morning off to explore. Eskerrik Asko!

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