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Wednesday, February 20, 2013

NO FUSS FIGS


The syrup from the green fig preserve takes this dish full circle                                          Mans
Sometime in early summer I posted a blog that included a video on how to make green fig preserve. In that blog I explained that the first figs of the season do not ripen, so they’re really only good for preserving. Check out - http://theurbanhuntergatherer.blogspot.com/2012/11/green-fig-preserve.html

This ones not quite ready yet                              Mans
Now is the hottest time of the year (don’t forget that I live in Cape Town) and all those fig trees that are lurking  in the neighbourhood are drooping with ripe figs… that’s if the birds and other ‘urban hunter gatherers’ haven’t already schnabbed ‘em.

‘Coz I like to go full circle, I thought I might check out the same tree that we got the video blog figs from, to see if there were any ripe ones to chomp. It just so happened it was Valentine’s Day when I stomped over the parched earth and thirsty vegetation to pluck just a few soft, ripe figs.

This one is                                                                 Mans
‘Oooo!’, I thought to myself as I gently pressed a fig to see if it would be worthy of a Valentine dessert. ‘I can split open a fig and lay it provocatively on a fragile bed of phyllo pastry, top it with a scoop of mascarpone and dribble it with lashings of honey’. What a decadent and sensuous Valentine’s pudding that would be. But when the moment arrived there was a small problem: by the time we got round to the dessert part of the meal, Laura and I were so very well plastered on fine wine that the thought of painting melted butter on phyllo leaves seemed all too much. So I skipped the phyllo and the result was this ‘No Fuss Fig’ pud. A sexy and simple summer dessert.

Just when I thought the storey woz done, it wozn’t… Coz just last night, when I made No Fuss Figs for some friends, I had a little light bulb moment and added not only honey, but also some of the Green Fig Preserve syrup from the earlier figs. This really made the dish even more deliciously figgy. A sort of “Buy one, get one free” bonus.

Now I feel I have gone full circle.

I think this is a sexy dessert                                                              Mans
One season, one tree, one dish two different figs.                                Mans
How beautiful is that?                                                                             Mans



Thursday, February 14, 2013

WONDER BREAD



Thembi's Wonder Bread. I couldn't wait to get stuck in.                                            Lauren
A couple of weeks ago my friend and domestic worker Thembi arrived at my spot with her steamed bread. As usual I cheekily plucked a chunk of it, stuffed it into my mouth and told her how yummy it was. She explained that she had made it in a wonder-bag (basically an insulation box), which saved her about two and a half hours of cooking time. Now this was worth checking out, so Thembi and I hatched a plan to do a stills shoot of her making it in her home.

In the mirror, I'm making emergency plans with Thembi           Prague
I invited my friend Lauren to come along to take some pics: with a big smile she asked ’when?’ Before I could say pomegranate the stills shoot turned into a video blog as well. I’m still trying to get my head around how it all happened.

Moose picking his gap           Prague
Even this couldn't stop Moose   Prague
So there we were, a load of ‘umlungus’ (whities) squashed into Moose’s ‘bakkie’ (a South Africanism for pick-up truck), bumping our way merrily along to meet Thembi in Khayelitsha (Cape Town’s largest shack settlement). We had a little problem though. We had planned to meet her next to the main road but, lo and behold, about a 4km section of road had been blocked at either end by a barricade of burning tires and Thembi was waiting slap bang in the middle. It was a protest organized by some local parents because of the lack of schools for their children in the area. Moose, a seasoned veteran of shoots in ‘iffy circumstances’, quickly set up the GoPro (little camera) and told me to hang on to the back of the vehicle and film. I wasn’t sure if this was a good idea, but Moose is very big and mostly talks sense, so I listened and not-so-confidently hung onto the back of his ‘bakkie’ while he ramped the curb and drove straight past the disbelieving policemen at the cordon (sometimes it’s all about confidence). We found Thembi and jammed her into the vehicle as well. Now I was hanging onto the outside of the ‘bakkie’, not only to film, but also to make space for Thembi.

Dry ingredients & giggles                                                                                                     Lauren
When we arrived at her place, we felt completely safe and were warmly welcomed by the community. In spite of the dwellings having no running water or electricity there exists a wonderful sense of neighbourhood pride.


Ready to come out of the Wonder Bag & more giggles.                             Lauren
Soon we were jostling for space in Thembi’s cosy home. Everybody busied themselves with their little tasks while Thembi went about making her steamed bread. It all ended up in a delightful little bread and jam party, enjoyed by extended family and curious neighbors. I hope that we do many more blogs in this amazing community.

Moose films even more giggles                         Lauren
Oh yes! The food part of this blog will appear as a video blog in the near future. Watch this space…

Thanks to Moose for directing the shoot, to Lauren for her beautiful stills, to Jane for operating the second camera, to Prague (Ingrid) for the back-up in every department, to Ailsa for her homemade jams, but mostly thanks to Thembi for being such a gracious host, for the giggles and for the fine bread. ‘Enkosi Thembi’ (‘thank you Thembi”).

I LOVE SOUTH AFRICA    

Lauren & Jane                                        Prague

Setting up in Thembi's home       Prague

Thembi's Wonder Bread & Wicked Stepmother jams              Lauren


Thembi's neighbors, Nothobani & Andiswa join the bread & jam party                                                                Lauren



Thembi's sister, Ntombozuko & her son Sinethemba Lauren








Thembi, 'The Wonderful'                                                                         Lauren

Thembi's neighbors boy, Ndoda deciding if he like lime marmalade or not                                                             Lauren

Wednesday, February 06, 2013

COFFEE & BISCOTTI


Let the day begin                                                                                                                                                         Mans

I guess like most of you, I find that if I don’t kick-start my day with cuppa coffee, I might be Mr. Grumpy for the rest of the day.  When I hand grind my coffee beans in the mornings with my splendid retro grinder, I can’t help, but get jolly excited for my morning fix. Sometimes the smell, and the sound of the grinding beans, with the promise of wotz to come, is better than the coffee itself. I suppose life is like that sometimes.

How cool is that grinder ?                                                              Mans
I’m not a bloke, who gets very snooty about what goes into my pie hole, as long as it is made with love and care, yet when it comes to coffee, I don’t mind spending a bit/lot more to get 'the good stuff'. With all the little roasting outlets that are popping up these days, there is plenty of ‘the good stuff’ around. Here in my home town (Cape Town), ‘Truth Coffee’ is what I buy most.

They say, "there is an art/science to making a good cuppa." They say, "do not to keep your beans in the fridge." They say, "you need to use up your roasted beans quickly before they go stale." They say, "do not to store your beans in a clear glass jar'. They actually say, a whole sack of stuff …. I’m still trying to figure out who ‘They’ are?
Wot I say is - "Grind your own beans.  Use a stovetop percolator, if you don’t have a fancy machine (Bodums/plungers just aren’t the same). Percolate your coffee at a low heat. If you are gonna have milk, heat it up or your coffee might be cold". Thatz about as much of my own opinions, as I can take. The bottom line is, a danm good cuppa is a jolly fine thing indeed.
Coz I’m feeling awfully bad about my snootiness, I hereby offer you this Biscotti recipe to go with whatever coffee you might like, be it with hot or cold milk, from a bodum or instant. 
Oh, and by the way, I do rather like good old Ricoffy. It reminds me of growing up.

Biscotti

Slicing before the second stint in the oven            Mans

Wot you need

2           cups cake flour (sieved)
3/4        cup sugar
1 1/2     tsp baking powder
1           pinch of salt
1           cup roasted almonds
3           eggs
1 1/2     tsp vanilla extract
1            zest of an orange



Wot to do

Turn your oven onto 160°C, pop the nuts in for about 10 – 15 mins for a roasting. When they smell toasty, they’re done.
Put all the dry ingredients including the cooled nuts into a big bowl and mix. In another bowl whisk the eggs, then add the vanilla extract and orange zest. Now it is time to slowly add the egg mix bit by bit to the dry mix. Keep mixing until you have a clumpy dough.
On a surface dusted with flour, roll the dough out into 2 equal size logs. Flatten the logs slightly and transfer them onto a baking tray lined with baking paper, don’t forget to allow for the logs to expand a bit. Pop em into the oven for 35 – 40 mins
When they have completely cooled, cut them into thin slices on the diagonal. Place the slices onto the baking sheet and bake for another 10 - 15 mins or until they are golden and crispy. Leave to cool on a rack.

A classic starter kit                                                                       Mans



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