Booze of the Month! – November

oor trees, they’ve got no idea what’s going on. 40 in the mornings, 75 in the afternoon, Mother Nature is being incredibly irrational…must be that time of the year…

Regardless of the atmospheric flip flopping, Thanksgiving is only 2 days away and that calls for some hearty brew and tasty tree fruits. This month I found myself sipping a very appropriate brew seeing as I’m heading west to the Blue Ridge Mountains for some turkey festivities. Let’s rumble:

Highland Brewing Company’s Cold Mountain Winter Ale

Product Details: Brewed in Asheville, NC. Established 1994. No sign of the Alcohol % but I’d guess somewhere in the 5.5-7 range.

Appearance: Almost identical to last months brew, glowing orange and clear as an ice sculpture with a rich, pillowy head. (ha, that’s just too much, I’m sorry)

Aroma: Surprisingly subtle for such a flavored beer. There’s the light smell of fall cookies like gingersnaps but with am intrinsic hoppyness.

Taste: What I like about this beer most of all is it’s balance. There’s a real depth of flavor and obviously plenty of spices thrown into the mix, but it’s not overpowering. The first and last sips are one in the same, the true sign of a quality brew. So many poor beers taste like piss towards the bottom 3rd of the bottle once it’s warmed a bit, but this jolly beverage gets a little nuttier and aromatic with warmth. Ice cold it’s like the first breadth of air on a cold morning: sweet, fragrant, and refreshing.

Food Pairings: I’ve been sipping this along side fire roasted chestnuts (title pic) and fall root veg like carrots, parsnips, squash, pumpkin, and sweet potatoes. The slight hoppyness helps cut thru all the rich, spicy flavors while staying in tune with the holidays.

Price: This 26oz (which is the only size I saw available) cost $5.99 which is not bad, especially pouring it into a small beer glass like the one above to make it feel like it’s lasting even longer. Not too shabby considering the quality and proximity.

Overall: It’s thanksgiving in a bottle dude. Rich spices, bright hops, a great contrast of flavors. Asheville’s got more breweries than they know what to do with (see what I mean) but I’m picking up a few of these for the brothers and me to down while we make fun of each other all weekend. Stoked! Seeya next week folks, Happy Turkey Day!

Pasta 301: Ravioli

uongiorno tutti. It’s arrived, the day many of you have been waiting and asking for. I was hesitant at first, being the beginning of the “semester” if you will, but you’re all strapping Juniors by now at Paulie T’s Pasta Community College and Rehab Center. The all nighters, keg parties, and walks of shame have all been worth it, I promise.

Ravioli. Among all the various shapes, sizes, techniques, and traditions of pasta making this may be the most difficult to perfect. I’m including all stuffed pasta’s in that remark because that is what most, if not all excluding tortellini, are referred to here in the states. The balance between pasta, filling, and condiment is paramount. Thick pasta is tedious. Dry filling is detrimental. Over-saucing – a sin. Below is my recipe for an almost fool-proof, simplistic Ricotta Raviolo:

Ravioli di Ricotta e Bietola

1 Pasta Dough

1lb Homemade Ricotta

2 cups Marinara

1 Bunch of Swiss Chard

1/2 Cup Pecorino Romano

This is roughly enough for 4-5 People.

For The Pasta: Follow the recipe above for the egg-based pasta. Ravioli are meant to be rich, so feel free to use only egg yolks to make the pasta extra decadent and bright yellow (double the quantity if doing so). Once the pasta dough has rested for 30 minutes the ideal thickness to roll it out (as stated by the governing body of Bologna) is 8/10 millimeter…That’s asking too much. I like mine rolled to the second to last setting on my pasta roller, but ultimately it should be just thin enough to glow when held up to a light. Place on kitchen towels and allow to slightly dry but remain pliable.

For The Filling: If you screw this up, you may want to pull a Billy Madison and head back to 4th grade, it’s that easy. Blanch (boil until soft) your Swiss Chard and trim away the red stalks to use in another pasta dish some other time. Allow to cool and chop into oblivion. Place all of your chopped chard into a dish towel and squeeze the be’jesus out of it to remove all extra moisture. Combine in a bowl with the Ricotta, Pecorino, 2-3 Tbs Olive Oil, and some Chile Flakes if you like. Leave in the fridge until ready to assemble.

Pasta Team, ASSEEEEEEMBLE: First things first, set up your station. My Nan used to tell us stories of her and her family rolling out hundreds of Ravioli for Sunday and trays of the pasta pockets sitting everywhere from the kitchen counters, on top of the tv, and even on their beds. This will not be so intruding. Assembly Kit:

Pasta – Check

Pasta Filling –  Check

Small glass of water – Check

Knife or Pasta Cutter – Check

Glass of wine to sip on – Check!

Start by placing two pieces of the dough parallel to one another. Trim the edges so they are precisely the same length.

Next, using a teaspoon, place a 3/4 spoonfull of the filling onto one of the pasta sheets spacing them according to how much room you have (try to get at least 2 width-wise as shown above).

Next, dip your finger in the cup of water and lightly outline all of the balls of filling. This will act as a glue for the pasta and help it to remain closed during boiling.

Next, place the empty pasta sheet on top of the filling-covered one and press each ball of filling down until it’s just slightly flattened. Using your fingers try to remove all of the air out of each “pillow” before sealing the seams.

Finally, using a knife or pasta cutter, cut first lengthwise down the middle of the sheet, then across forming squares – ravioli! The ideal ravioli has it’s filling pushed almost to the edges with just a slight rim of pasta, but most important is removing any and all air from the ravioli so it does not burst or become soggy during boiling. After the first batch or two you’ll be a seasoned veteran and the rest will form much quicker.

The trimmed pieces of pasta, a form of maltagliati or “badly cut”, are worth saving for a quick lunch too.

As you finish each batch, dust with a heavy hand of Semolina flour and allow to rest in a cool place for at least an hour. This will help the edges seal and the ravioli to hold their shape. You could just as easily freeze these tray by tray and then hold in a ziploc for god knows how long.

To Boil: Ravioli need a very large pot of water so they have plenty of room to bob around like a chubby kid in the deep end. The water should not be at a rapid boil, but rather “smiling” as Batali so eloquently puts it, where the surface of the water is just rotating ever so slightly. Drop the ravioli in batches at first so the pot does not overcrowd and wait until they just begin to float above the surface, 3-4 minutes tops.

Il Condimento: Megs and I are wild for Sage and Butter, but my Nan was a Marinara kind of gal and always served her Ravioli spooned over with the fragrant tomato sauce and extra Pecorino or Parmigiano. In this case I had about 2 cups of sauce simmering in a large saute pan and added the Ravioli directly to the sauce to finish cooking.

I also topped each bowl with some fresh breadcrumbs toasted in olive oil for an extra crunch.

When the laborious pieces of this delicious puzzle ultimately come together, the mix of toothsome pasta, velvetty ricotta, and floral sauce is dizzying. I prepared these for a few close friends and one of my biggest Giusto Fans who’s faithful reading and commenting deserved a worthy meal.

I hope, in the end, this epic 1000 word odyssey of flavor inspires you to spend a few hours in the kitchen rolling and folding raviloi among ravioli with friends or family. The anticipation of the evening’s meal will fuel your floury fingers until the moment you can all sit, relax, and indulge in triumphant bowls of Pasta Pefection.

Kitchen Tunes VI

appy Thursday everyone. I’m a little spent on dishing out recipes (until next week anyways) so it’s an ideal day for another edition of Paulie T’s Kitchen Tunes. Our kitchen has been filled with some mellow and comfy tunage this fall including a few throwbacks worth mentioning. Without further ado:

Miles Davis: Sketches of Spain

This album coincides with Megs and I’s new appreciation and love for Mad Men, too bad neither of us smoke or like scotch…Recorded in 1959, Sketches of Spain listens somewhere between improv jazz and empirical anthems. The songs abound with depth and creative choreography between the sum 27 musicians on almost every track. Miles, however, plays just louder than all the other parts belting high walks and clamoring crescendos. Too much music jargon? It’s damn good, and it makes me Really hungry. Mile’s said it best: “It’s music, and I like it.”

The Walkmen: Lisbon

Lisbon is the 6th, count it 6th, studio album by this infamous rock band from Philly. I’ve only recently delved into this band but the album’s (and Bows + Arrows) been on repeat for almost 3 months which is a good sign. In a quick explanation I’d say the Walkmen sound like a combination of The Strokes and The Love Language, but they deserve more than a simple comparison. Singer Hamilton Leithauser’s vocals make the hairs on my neck stand up, and I’ve got no problem admitting that. The band has a love for classic recording techniques and it’s evident in retro sounds and instruments used on each track. The album is full of tracks that either pump you up: Victory (I listen to it before every kickball game!) or sooth you down: Juveniles. I have a feeling this album will be on replay until they release another.

Bon Iver: Blood Bank

I hate autotune. It’s the worst thing to happen to pop music since TRL. It makes songs popular for one reason: it sounds good. That may seem harmless to some, but what it inevitably spawns are glamour-hungry, lack luster no-names with Billboard hits. It makes the talentless famous and that puts my panties in a giant bunch! What does all this hating have to do with Bon Iver? Bon Iver is possibly the only band to use autotune to it’s full potential: enter Woods. This track is existential. I can’t move, think, or doing anything besides close my eyes and bob along as the band “sings” up and down my brain. The other 3 titles on this album, including title track Blood Bank, are quiet and full of true talent, harmony and folk music to the fullest. Sorry Kanye, I’m onto you, you whiny bastard.

Fleet Foxes: Fleet Foxes

Thanksgiving in 16 songs. That’s due to the fact that my family listen to it none-stop last Turkey day as we rolled doughs, simmered sauces, and fried antipasti for the nights meal. Thanksgiving is a chance for my father and I to try out traditional Italian recipes we’ve been waiting all year to whip up and Fleet Foxes help set the mood. This Seattle group seems better fit for Medieval days of yore with haunting harpsichords, chanting choruses, and organic lyrics. It all feels very british but these beard toting, flannel flaring left coasters are anything but. Group leader Robin Pecknold is a great finger-picking guitarist creating simple but elegant melodies for his reverb-drenched voice to follow. The rest of the band follows suit filling in 3 or 4 harmonies per song transforming tracks into something much larger than it’s individual parts. Ragged Wood and Meadowlarks are two of my personal favorites, but Blue Ridge Mountains brought these post-grunge Seattlites Letterman fame. A Tolkein nerd can’t ask for much more (except a replica sword…Megs…).

Happy Jamming Dudes.

The Power of the Intertron

he power of the internet is pretty scary sometimes, and food blogs or food related sites have the ability to hypnotize me into a drooling zombie for hours on end. It’s not just the soft core photos but the vast amount of information and education available is more inspiration than one knows what to do with. Having a smart phone is like having a tiny grandma in your pocket telling you recipes and what ingredients are best.

I’m rambling merely to share with you my favorite online food resources that overwhelm, teach, and inspire me daily:

Tastespotting

TheKitchn

Tasteologie

Mouthful

JeremyandKathleen (for food and design, brava Kathleen)

KitchenScraps

NY Times Dining

Under the Tuscan Gun (bravi!)

What Katie Ate

Michael Ruhlman

Dulcis In Furno

Anice e Cannella

Happy blogging dudes!

Shmoke and a Pancake

ere’s a quick recipe to help you use up what’s left of your zucchini patch. Mine is a slight deviation from my friend and fellow food writer’s blog The Only Real Currency. I really like young Zuch’s for this because they have less seeds but use what you’ve got. In other words, smoke’m if you’ve got’em.

Zucchini Fritters

2-3 Small Zucchini

2 Eggs

1/2 Cup Fresh Breadcrumbs (chopped very fine)

1 Bunch Mint (or parsley if you prefer), torn into small pieces

1/4 Cup Pecorino Romano

Wash your Zucchini and pat dry. I love the flavor of the skin but you can peel them if you like things a bit….smoother. Using the largest teeth on your grater, grate the zuch’s and place in a bowl lined with plenty of paper towel. When all grated, using the paper towel or a dish towel, squeeze out as much water from the shredded zucchini as your muscles can manage (the bridge is owwwt).

Once thoroughly drained combine with the rest of the ingredients and form into small patties about 1/2″ thick. Fry in a hot pan with 1/4″ of olive oil until golden brown on both sides. Once fried to golden perfection, allow the fritters to drain onto paper towel on a cookie rack, this will insure they stay extra crispy and not at all soggy. Sprinkle with a little salt, pepper, and get to noshing.

The mint is a tip to my Sicilian side, a flavor combo as old as the ruins of Siracusa, and makes the fritters fresh and summery even on the coldest of nights. These are also banging served room temperature with a glass of Nero D’Avola or refreshing Peroni. Buonappetito e Grazie Mimi!

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