Friday 27 March 2015

No. 55 - Dominican Republic - Stew-pendous Sancocho!




This must be the only time I have ever sat down directly after eating a Culinisation meal and done what I’m doing right now. Sometimes it takes a day or two, often longer. Sometimes I even cook the next country before finding the time to write up the previous one.  After all, we gotta eat. Naturally enough, in these few passing days, I taste the dish a little less in my minds mouth.

No chance of that happening tonight though. Firstly because I literally still have the taste in my mouth and secondly, because instead of tasting like nothing I’ve tasted before, Sancocho tastes like everything I have tasted before. I (and everyone in Ireland) practically grew up on the stuff. Yup, it’s stew. In our house, it was this very recipe – some pork chops (lamb if you were really lucky), a few sausages, a tin of beans and some spuds (very likely leftover).

We ate it. We fought over the sausages. We loved it.

What makes this stew ‘exotic’ and I use this term so loosely it’s floating around in space with George and Sandra, is the plantain. I have never been a huge fan of this African banana. Then again, I have only ever cooked them myself and eaten them once. Remember ‘No. 34 - Do a twirl and Cameroon to yourself’? Of course you do. It was the best title to date and who remembers the food anyway? This time, the plantain could easily have passed as a turnip.  Neither delicious nor offensive, just you know, there. Sancocho is also a little spicier and a little sweeter than your average ‘Irish’ stew.

So the verdict? Stew is stew.*


Paddy and Rina have just arrived home after some post work pints and are raving about it! It clearly has nothing to do with the pints. I don’t know if they even heated it up. Paddy says he wants to make it every Wednesday (?) and Rina says it reminds her of the food her parents make at home. They are from Madagascar, close enough (joke), so I’m counting this as a victory!

I obviously know nothing about stew. Or countries. Remind me why I’m doing this again?


Sancocho

There is now a big pot of stew in the kitchen that has had all the meat picked out. Understandable. So I’m going to freeze what’s left over, defrost it on a rainy day, add a few more cooked sausages and keep the party rolling. 



Serves 6

6 fat spicy sausages
4 pork chops on the bone, cut into pieces
1 onion, roughly chopped
3 cloves of garlic, chopped
1 red pepper, roughly diced
2 tins of kidney beans, drained
1 tsp of oregano
1 teaspoon of sugar
1 plantain, sliced
2 sweet potatoes, cubed
1 vegetable stock cube
salt (paramount) and pepper
rice and coriander to serve

Cook the sausages in a little oil in a hot frying pan. Once nice and brown, remove and slice into circles. Pop them in your ‘stew pot’ (we all have one), off the heat. Brown the chops in the same frying pan you cooked the sausages. Add them to the sausages. Finally fry your onion, pepper and garlic in the same pan again (add a touch more oil if necessary). Add them to the pot with the sausages and chops.  Add a splash of water to the pan and scrape up all that meaty goodness that is stuck to the bottom. DO NOT SKIP THIS or your stew won’t be worth eating.

You could of course do all of this cooking in the pot that you’re going to eventually stew your stew. If you want your meat to brown and not stew (obviously we want it to stew later but not just yet) you’re better off doing it in batches.


Into your ‘stew pot’ add everything else (kidney bean, oregano, sugar, plantain, sweet potatoes, vegetable stock cube (not authentic but definitely worth it), salt and pepper. Barely cover with water and simmer until the sweet potatoes and plantain are soft. Then add more salt. I cannot stress enough how important it is to season this (and all) stews. When it comes to stews, salt is, and forever will be Queen. 

Make like Jamie Oliver and throw coriander EVERYWHERE. Serve with rice.

A :)


*If I’m ever going to get to the end of this culinary adventure, I’m going to have to come with a lot more interesting things to stay about stew.  All comments welcome below.



Saturday 7 March 2015

No. 54 - Dominica - Mountain Chicken - It's not easy being green!

It has certainly been a while since my last post but we are in it for both a good time AND a long time.

Since then, I have found a new job that I love, with the help of my family I have landed a great new house (with a fabulous kitchen designed by yours truly) and a beautiful puppy called Penny. Not to mention two wonderful house mates. Needless to say I have held on to my boyfriend.


The reason this post has taken to so long is because the recipe for Dominica's national dish, 'Mountain Chicken' as the name wouldn't suggest, requires frogs legs. For a while there, when visiting Sligo, I did consider attempting to catch some 'local organic' frogs legs in the garden. Back in Dublin, all that was needed was a quick phone call to Fallon and Byrne where a charming Spanish butcher took my order for 1kg of frozen frogs legs. Next day delivery he said, clearly impressed by my order. I am both ashamed and embarrassed by the length of time it took me to get this far.



I feel now though, that it's time for a pun or too (or many). I make a lot of puns, so I've been toad. Although personally I don't think any of them are worth ribbetting.

To mark the return of Culinisation, we had a few friends over for a whopping hopping frog leg feeding frenzy. I think that from the 1kg of frogs legs (and copious amounts of chips) I fed about ten people. Everyone got two frogs legs each so not exactly a generous portion. When I say 'frogs legs' I mean a pair so I guess that's really four actual frogs legs. They come in pairs connected at the hip. It's nice that they remain together until the very end, unless you're squeamish and would rather your meat not resemble its living counterpart.

Q: Did you ever consider that the splash of milk you put in your tea every day is actually milk from hundreds of cows, not just one?

Before being 'dressed' in their little floury trousers, their little legs look altogether naked and well, lets say it's all a bit awkward. But after they have been deep fried, any squeamishness for the most part dissipates. You could almost forget they're frogs. Ribbet.




And yes, they taste like a cross between chicken and fish.


Mountain Chicken (Deep Fried Frogs Legs)

1 kg frozen frogs legs
5 tbsp plain flour
Milk for coating
1 tsp salt
1/2 tsp pepper
1/2 tsp thyme (ain't nobody got thyme for that)
Oil for deep frying




Mix together the flour, salt and thyme. Dip your defrosted frogs legs in the milk.



Coat them in the flour mixture. Once they have their little flour trousers on it gets a little less awkward.




Deep fry them at 170• C until golden brown.





Serve with chips, wedges of lemon and cold(ish) beer.

Ribbet.