Touraine |
Again, we review characteristics of the region and go through the packet of recipes one-by-one. With each page my mind floats back in reverie to my days and nights spent in Paris - indulging in Roquefort walnut crêpes, croque monsieurs at the Bastille, and brisk late august mornings sipping un petit express at the nearby café.
Ah, Paree! |
As we sift through who's to cook which recipes, I'm again searching for the perfect one that will present a challenge and offer me a chance to try out new techniques that I might be too intimidated to explore on my own. I am immediately key in on the Paté de Campagne. I couldn't even imagine how one would make paté and it was certainly something I would never dare to attempt on my own. Right away, I volunteered. I was paired up with a woman in her mid to late 60s, who I would later find out has worked as a pediatrician since the early 80s. Cooking really does bring together people from all walks of life, I reflected.
Holly and I started by grinding our pork through a large die and then incorporating onion, parsley, garlic, salt, pepper and paté spice - a mixture of cloves, nutmeg, ginger, coriander, cinnamon and white pepper.
We then combined the meat with a bit of flour, egg, brandy and cream, before beginning to fill our terrine mold. We chose some add-ins to layer the paté with, including black forest ham, pistachios, hazelnuts, chicken livers, and dried currants.
We cooked the terrine in a water bath for about an hour, and then it was put in the refrigerator beneath a brick to set for the next week. Although I was a bit disappointed at not getting to taste the result of our hard work until the following week, I was delighted at all of the other components my classmates had put together in the preceding 2 1/2 hours.
Roasted Chicken with Garlic, Lemon & Parsley; Pork Rillette; Croque Madame with Sauce Mornay; Crêpes with Goat Cheese and Fig Jam |
Without question, the Croque Madame was the most delicious thing I ate for lunch. The runny yolk of the perfectly fried egg on top in combination with the saltiness of the ham and the creaminess of the sauce was divine. I saved it for last while I munched on all the other small bites decorating my plate.
With our meal we tasted a traditional Loire River Valley wine - a Chinon, made from the Cabernet Franc grape. It paired beautifully with dessert: airy profiteroles filled with a homemade coffee ice cream and topped off with a bittersweet chocolate sauce. I barely managed to snap a quick picture before it disappeared off my plate!
Yum! |
Fully satisfied from another French lunch, I realized how much I truly enjoy these classes and how greatly I look forward to settling into my space at the prep table, putting on my apron, and setting up my mise-en-place. As my I watched the two TAs laugh with one another while cleaning up the last of the serving dishes, decked out in their kitchen whites with their names embroidered in black, I wondered what sort of future the kitchen might hold for me.
À la prochaine!
Next week: Burgundy