Vegetable Tart

After last nights sugary madness, tonight I decided to bake something a little more savoury.

Delicious vegetable tart.

Vegetable Tart.
2 potatoes.
1 large red onion.
2 tomatoes.
3 eggs.
125g sour cream (about half a pottle).
100g feta (about half a block).
2 sheets frozen savoury pastry.
salt & pepper to taste.

Pre heat oven to 180c.

Defrost pastry and line lightly greased tart dish.

Slice potatoes thin, chop onion roughly, add both to a large frying pan to saute – not too hot, the potatoes will take a while.  Probably 20 minutes or so.

Mix eggs & sour cream in a bowl, chop up tomatoes roughly, slice feta into small cubes, mix all together.  Add salt & pepper to taste, mix a little more.

When potatoes are done (the red onions should be long since done, but won’t burn unless you have the heat up too high) make a layer with them and the onions in the tart dish, then pour egg mixture over the top.

Put into oven until visibles tomatoes look nicely cooked through and everything starts to look golden, about 30 – 40 minutes.

Best served with some sort of chutney or relish, tonight I served with turkish salsa and hummus, and it was really good.

If you’re awesome and nice, make a special extra tart in a ramikin for your delightful loving partner of 5 years to take to work, when she gets home from yoga and sees it, she’ll be very happy indeed.

Lunch sized vegetable tart.

Apple & Boysenberry Crumble

It’s winter, so it’s time for food that warms you from the inside.  Maybe with sugar, maybe with… hotness.  Maybe with both.  And butter.

Without further ado, how about a completely insane desserty treat?  Ok, you asked for it.

Apple & Blackberry Crumble

Apple & Boysenberry Crumble.
3 medium sized granny smith apples.
1 tin of boysenberries.
250g brown sugar.
225g self raising flour.
175g butter.

Pre heat oven to 180c.

Rub flour and softened butter until it is crumbed, add a couple of tablespoons of the sugar into the mix.

Peel core and slice apples, lay out in bottom of baking dish, pour boysenberries over top, pour sugar onto berries then gently mix (just make sure the apples are nicely covered with the juice, it should be pretty straightforward if the tin had lots of juice in it.

Sprinkle crumbs over the top, there should be heaps, making for a thick crust.

Bake for about 45 minutes – delicious bubbling juice should appear around the edge – check that a knife slides into and out of the middle easily.

Serve with custard, and possibly cream & ice cream as well if you want to go crazy.

This makes enough for probably 8 people to have a hefty big chunk, so you can pretty safely reduce it if you like, but I can’t tell you how long to cook it if you do.

Of course, that’s not challenging, so I decided to make another banana loaf at the same time.  Banana loaf in da hizz-ouse!

Banana Loaf

I’m a super multi-tasking baking good boy.

Look at them, brain-washed imbeciles!

The days have been growing ever shorter and colder at Casa del Fernleigh, but we don’t care.  I cooked up some felafels, and heated up a few store bought pita pockets for a delicious dinner.  Now we’re kicked back on the sofa snuggling and watching DVDs of The Prisoner.

That’s all you need for happiness, you know.  Fists full of felafels and ears & eyes full of number 6.

My ricey lunch.

So, I’ve been known to give off a bit of a false impression of myself through this site, and my dietary habits are one of the things I’m most prone to lying about, so today I present my most common lunch.  (Well, aside from something like toast.)

Rice with tuna and furikake.  Furikake is a Japanese seasoning sprinkle, full of lovely things like dried bonito, sesame seeds, sugar, seaweed, bean powder, and egg.

My rice method requires fairly accurate measurements.  If you follow the instructions everything will work out just fine.

  • 1/2 cup of rice.
  • 1 cup of cold water.
  • A little oil.
  • Tuna (or a hard boiled egg or two, if you prefer).
  • Furikake.

Heat oil in a pot, rinse rice under the tap (I put it in a sieve) then drain as well as you can before dumping in the pot.  Stir around in the pot with a wooden spoon while it sizzles up a bit.
Rice sizzling in the pot.

Pour in the water, stir it around well, get all the rice off the sides of the pot, scrape the wooden spoon around to make sure none of the rice is stuck to the bottom.
Add the water and stir the rice in well.

Put the lid on the pot, wait until it comes up to the boil, then turn the heat right down, below low if you can, really just keep it so it’s barely on.  Now leave it alone.  Don’t take the lid off.  Don’t stir it.  Don’t even look at it.  Set a timer for 15 minutes, and try to avoid even thinking about it.  You see, your sizzingly and boiling were really just a practical majick to entice kind hearted spirits into your pot, they do the job of the cooking and puffing up of the rice, and if you bother them, they’ll all run away.
Cover the pot and leave to boil undisturbed for 15 minutes.

After 15 minutes, the kind spirits will drink up all the water, and leave, you’ll find a bunch of little holes, that’s where the spirits were lying while they did their work.  Stir the rice up so any excess moisture on the rice steams off.  Unless you cheated (or estimated, against my advice) your water & rice quantities, there will be no spare water in the bottom of the pot.
The rice will look nice and puffed when it's cooked, with no spare water left in the pot.

Put as much of the rice in a bowl (or on a plate) as you want to eat, all of it makes a very filling lunch for a big lad.  Add some chunks of tuna on top.
Add some chunk of tuna.  Oily is better than briney.

Got your favourite furikake?  I’ve got mine.  Chilli flavour.  Awww yeah.
Got your favourite furikake? Good, now is the time to sprinkle it on.

Sprinkle on as much as you like.  I get about 5 meals from a pouch.
Yum.  Stir it in a bit, and you're good to go.

Mix everything up a bit, and it’s ready to eat.  And so good.
It's some good stuff.

The cheese makerer

After wasting my morning in the jury room at the Auckland District Court (not being drawn in the ballot, and having to hang around for three fucking hours while they clown-arsed around as if it was their first time ever running a jury) I decided the rest of the day would be well spent being creative, first on the list was something I’ve never done before – cheese making.

I decided to do a really simple one to begin with.

Ingredients are simple and easy to find, milk, vinegar, salt.  That’s it.  The recipe I found was a bit bigger than I wanted (eight litres of milk? no thanks), so here is the pared down version:

500ml milk.
3 teaspoons of white vinegar (normal malt vinegar might be okay as well).
1/4 teaspoon salt.

Heat the milk in a pot to about 90C (don’t let it boil, if it looks like it’s about to, pull it off the heat right away).
Milk on the stove.

Add vinegar to the milk.  Give it a gentle stir.
Immediately afer adding vinegar.

It’ll start to seperate right away.
The curd seperates from the whey very quickly.

Leave it to cool.  Doesn’t take too long from that heat.
Left to cool a while longer, it continues to seperate.

As you can see, the seperation is quite dramatic.
Well seperated and now ready to pour out.

Pour the curds and whey through a sieve.  Gently.
Poured through a sieve.

Mmmm, delicious whey.  Ok, not delicious really.  I tasted it, it’s a little bit sweet, quite weak flavoured.  Nothing too scary, but I wouldn’t want to drink it every day.
Yes I did taste it.  It's okay, weak and slightly sweet, but not great.

Curds!  Looks just like cottage cheese.  There’s a reason for that.  Add the salt to the curds, mix it in well.  Add more salt if you feel like it.  Do it to taste.
There's the stuff you want.

Time for the taste testing.
Just like a bought one.

Claire said it was very good.  I said it would do nicely piled into a couple of toated sandwiches with a bunch of chilli beans.  I was right.

Pie sandwich and other fooding tricks.

Ok, so a while ago I posted evidence of one of my experiments with sandwich technology, the "Diagnosis: Chronic Heart Disease," I was pretty widely ridiculed.  But that’s to be expected when you’re way out here on the edge of gastronomy.

Today, I present my latest discovery: the pie sandwich.

Pie sandwich.  What?

I think it pretty much speaks for itself.

In less messed up crazy news, I’ve been greatly enjoying one of my Christmas presents, a Chasseur cast-iron grill pan.  Crikey I love heavy enameled cast-iron cookware, but it’s such an expensive habit I have to let other people do all the buying.

Chasseur cast iron grillpan.  Delightful!

I’m a better cook than you are.

I’m sorry if this comes as a surprise, but it’s a proven fact.

In fact, I’ve been a good cook since I was in my early teens.  I have creativity and attention to detail, as well as a quite highly educated palate.

Lately I’ve been playing the role of house-husband to Claire’s bread-winner.  This includes making up a delightful lunch for her every day.

Her lunch for tomorrow includes, along with a yogurt and a packet of jaffa cakes, a bowl of roasted vegetables (carrot, caramelised red onion, potato, and kumara), and a big moist slice of fresh baked banana bread.  Delicioso!

You might well think you’re a good cook, and possibly you are, but next to me you ain’t shit.

In other news, we went to the Chinese New Year thing at the showgrounds with Dylan, Melanie, and Harrison on the weekend, it was okay I guess.  I had some very nice (but quite greasy) noodles, grape juice, and very pedestrian chicken satays.  Oh, and a Chinese biscuit.  Unfortunately being a daytime even there was no opportunity for fireworks – which we really enjoyed when it was in Albert Park the last couple of years.

I just got the banana bread out of the oven, I think I’ve surprised even myself with how perfect it is.

Self-effacingly yours,
The Monkey

Noodles.

Right, a couple of new noodle reviews.

Yesterday was a weird one, Ottogi Spaghetti Ramen, with a sauce that contained macaroni elbows.  I beg your pardon?  Noodles that taste like spaghetti?  Is there nothing that modern technology can’t provide?

Today was a Gomtang, whatever that is.  Paldo Gomtang.  These noodles just plain sucked.  For real.