Sunday, June 28, 2009

All the Blueberries You Can Eat -- for $9

A gallon of fresh blueberries for $9!

The only catch? Got to pick them yourself.















With pleasure.























The proprietors, who own Cottle Strawberry Farms (also pick-your-own, off of Bluff Rd, Columbia, SC) say that Friday, they had 500 people out there picking blueberries.

Wonder how many on Saturday when we went out there (in the 100-degree heat)?

















This guy keeps track of it all.


















(In a college-ruled notebook.)


xoxo
tb

p.s. I gave half of my gallon to my elder cousins for their blueberry pancakes (I was over there anyway to learn how to "put up" -- that is, blanch and freeze -- summer field peas for the winter), and then I froze the rest of my berries for blueberry, banana and almond milk smoothies. Yum!
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photos: TB

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Shrimp Cakes (and a Vegetable Encyclopedia) to Die For

Made my first-ever shrimp burger today for a light lunch. Yum! Came up with the recipe myself, with a little help from a groovy 1960's cookbook.

Here's the finished product, with a little baby arugula and the first few cherry tomatoes of the season from the backyard garden. Um, totally delicious. Tooting my horn. Tooooot toooooot!

(To be honest, these are more like shrimp cakes. I don't feel a need to go heavy on the binding ingredients, nor am I into pulverizing my seafood, but they can be used as burgers if you're not picky about bit of shrimp falling hither and thither.)













Instead of food processing the shrimp to a pulp, I wanted the loosely bound, sauteed-'til-golden, hand-diced shrimp to fall succulently into my waiting fork, much like Daryl Hannah falls succulently into the waiting arms of Charlie Sheen in Oliver Stone's Wall Street, which (watched it last night -- WOW), if you haven't seen it since it came out 22 years ago, rent that sucker -- you're in for a glossy 80's TREAT. 

Key moments in Wall Street to enjoy:


1. The big home decorating montage once Bud Fox gets rich, with so much teal, exposed brick, faux finish, gold leaf, and bad art that you will cry.
2. Charlie Sheen (as Bud Fox) making nigiri sushi rice ovals with a ridiculous hand-cranked rice ball machine while the stereo cranks "This Must Be the Place" by the Talking Heads; meanwhile Daryl Hannah stumbles around with a goblet of white wine, rinsing shrimp, assessing raw oysters on the half shell, and pulling fresh noodles from a pasta machine.
3. And of course, Gordon Gekko's "Greed is Good" speech, which skewers a boardroom full of corporate VPs for their bloated salaries. Ahem.






Anyway, there's your "dinner and a movie" recommendation, for no real reason in particular except that it's on my mind, and now to the recipe!

Yum Diary Shrimp Cakes
Serves 4 as an entree, 6-8 as a starter
prep time: 30 min
cook time: 5 min

-1 lb. Peeled and deveined (wild-caught) jumbo shrimp, rinsed, patted completely dry, then diced into 1/2-inch pieces

Sprinkle liberally the following on your shrimp:
-1 tsp. Fresh ground black pepper
-1/2 tsp. Kosher salt
-1/2 tsp. Old Bay seasoning
-1/2 tsp. "Adobo" powdered seasoning

Then combine the following in a bowl to make your binding mixture:
-1-2 scallions, finely diced
-1 egg, beaten
-1 tsp. Worcestershire sauce
-1 tsp. Tamari or soy sauce
-1 tsp. Dijon mustard
-1 tbsp. Mayonnaise
-3 full sprigs of fresh Italian flat-leaf parsley, minced
-1/4 tsp. red chile flakes
-1/4 cup breadcrumbs
-1 tbsp. Shrimp stock (if you've got it -- I just simmer my shrimp shells in a cup of water with a bay leaf for a half hour)

Fold in the diced, seasoned shrimp (which you can prep a day ahead and store in the fridge well-wrapped against oxygen permeation and covered with an ice pack). Mix well. Strain excess liquid (this will be necessary).

Then heat a skillet to medium and add the following for each burger-sized cake (less for appetizer-sized cakes):
-1 tsp. Peanut or other high temperature oil
-1/2 tbsp. Butter

When oil/butter mixture is hot, spoon a burger-sized amount of shrimp mix onto the skillet and pat it flat so that each cake is only about 1/2- to 3/4-inch thick. Fry on both sides til golden and cooked through, about 5 minutes total, give or take a minute or two.


Squeeze the juice of a quarter lemon per burger-sized cake and serve with mild, lightly dressed greens. (Watch out -- I found arugula to be too overpowering, actually!)



Inspiration was taken from The Shrimp Cookbook by Alex D. Hawkes, found on ABE Books online while hunting for more cookbooks by the author.

While this 1966 volume is a little cheesy and cocktail party-ish, I had good reason to go hunting for Hawkes online.




















Last year I found his gorgeous, incredibly informative volume, A World of Vegetable Cookery (Simon and Schuster, 1968) for $1.00 at a tiny thrift shop in Mill Valley, CA.



















I had hit a cookbook jackpot.

The book is sparsely and beautifully illustrated, covering encyclopedically the world of vegetables normal and strange, with info on provenance, usage, history, and even a few recipes.

It's like a cross between the Food Lovers' Companion and On Food and Cooking, but devoted exclusively to vegetables -- from akee and annatto to nasturtium and okra, and on to talinum, taro, tomato, topi-tambo, and turnip, to finish with zucchini, an old friend.


If you come across this book, snag it! It's been invaluable.

Now I just have to figure out how to dig up a kudzu tuber. The book is full of info on the use of the root of this ubiquitous, 50-ft vine in Asian cooking. However, there's no mention of the wide, fat leaves, which I've heard you can cook.












Anyone know anything about frying kudzu leaves?

xoxo, 
tb
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photos: TB

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Naked Beach Forest Find



Went hunting recently. (For pretty views.)























Right on the beach at faraway Hunting Island State Park, SC, we found a beautiful 1873 lighthouse.
















First, an easy photo op.


















A spiral ascent...


















A view from the top.























Then an orange Push-Up pop.





















Trailed through the woods for no reason in particular...























...then came upon something absurdly spectacular.























The island's geography kicks it out into currents streaming northward up the coast...
















...so the coastal forest erodes and
erodes, leaving live oaks and palmettos to fend for themselves.





















It's mesmerizing.


















So easy to spend all day peering and snooping.























Just don't get snagged.

















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photos: TB

Friday, May 22, 2009

How to Tell Wild Shrimp from Farmed: Red Leggings

How to Tell if a Shrimp is Wild

If your shrimp is clutching a bottle of Malibu rum and running into the street, drunk dialing ex-boyfriends and screeching, "Woooo Hooooooooooooooo!!" at the top of its lungs, then yes, it's pretty wild.



Otherwise, sustainable, wild-caught shrimp (these from the waters of Port Royal, right near Beaufort, SC) are easy to distinguish from icky, farm-raised shrimp: wild shrimp have pinkish-red legs.

(Thank you, Friendly Safeway Fishmonger Man, for sharing that helpful bit of information with me last year!)












Found myself in Frogmore, SC with a one-item shopping list: SHRIMP.

Best to get it from the source, so we headed to the marsh-front mainstay, Gay Fish Co.













This place is perfect.























They know their audience and they keep it simple.
















Frogmore stew is as simple as it gets: boil up some potatoes, corn, sausage, and shrimp with a bunch of Old Bay seasoning powder. Done.

(Some people add onion.)













The dock behind Gay Fish Co. is a nice place for a breather.

Just don't inhale too deeply cause it's a marsh, and marshes always smell like a raccoon's been dragging dead fiddler crabs up and down the pluff mud.

(Which they have been, actually.)










Dock lockers.


















Someone's been busy arranging detritus out back.























Thoroughfare.


















Outside and Obsolete.























Next stop: over the dunes and off to the beach. Where the beauty gets so huge it's shocking -- more on that next time!
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photos: TB

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Yucky Crab Burgers, Yummy Shrimp Burgers in Frogmore, SC

A crab cake sandwich at a marshy dive called The Shrimp Shack in Frogmore, SC: this was to be the reward for a long-ish drive down into the Beaufort, SC lowcountry.

(There were different, and more stunning, rewards later in the trip -- to be described in an upcoming post.)


Off to Hunting Island, a gloriously lush coastal forest complete with excellent beach and lighthouse (post on that one later this week, too!)
















The lowcountry is riddled with waterways and little sea islands.

















The Shrimp Shack!!!!
The tale was told of chomping into delicious crab cake sandwiches on family trips to the beach back in the day. 
Would memory serve?
You know the place is down home with a menu like this.
And decor like this.
The shrimp burger was delicious! Very simple, but fresh and not even close to overcooked.
The crab cake sandwich, unfortunately, was disgusting.  Yellowed, desiccated crab meat, chicken fatty flavor. Ew.
The only recourse? Head across the highway to Gay Fish Co. in hopes of procuring the freshest of shrimp for dinner!
What goes down at Gay Fish?
More in the next post from The Yum Diary!
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photos: TB
 

Friday, May 15, 2009

Harold's Country Club: Saturday Steaks, Pickled Eggs

Went rambling the other day down the countryside toward a little beach overnighter near Beaufort, SC.

On the way, came across Harold's Country Club in Yemassee, SC.

My long-ago San Francisco neighbor Sybil (who now runs an excellent consignment shop in Mill Valley, CA called Diamonds in the Rough) once returned from a solo afternoon jaunt to the Golden Gate Park nine-hole golf course, where she was befriended by a little pack of old fogies on the putting green.

They invited her for a post-golfing beer at their country club on Fulton Street. Naturally, she accepted!

Um, their country club? Just a street-level garage with the door open, some folding chairs, an astroturf rug (if I recall correctly -- I might just be making that up) and a cooler of cold, cheap beer.

Beautiful. Sybil had a great old time.







So I especially love it when a shacky enterprise refers to itself as a country club.


This one has a big jar of pickled eggs on the counter, like a lot of southern roadside spots, but in true lowcountry fashion, there's a difference:

They put bay leaf in their pickled eggs.


















Love their barroom. There's a warren of dining rooms in the back set up with vinyl-backed chairs and cafeteria tables for their Saturday night steak dinners.

Reservations required, 6:30 and 8pm seatings. You call ahead and let them know how many steaks your party will be having, and how you'd like them cooked.









Nope, no outdoor seating, unless you'd like to set down at this one.

















This steakhouse/gas station can also handle your bait and tackle needs.

















I'm a sucker for old-looking things.

(Unless they're eggs in a pickling brine.)














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photos: TB

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

BBQ Pork at a Legendary Southern-Style Pig Pickin'

From the moment the shoddy plastic-lettered sign went up on the corner church's lawn reading, "YOU COO WE COO WE ALL COO FOR BBQ -- MAY 2 -- PORK CHICKEN" I began hearing tell of legend: the best Carolina-style, mustard-based, pulled pork BBQ in all the land.

Things like, "My buddy Jim Bob -- you know, the musician/health food guy -- he says this stuff is the best he's EVER had."

And "My buddy Tim waits all year for that church BBQ thing."



Naturally, I had to check it out.







I spend a fair amount of time in my hometown of Columbia, South Carolina nowadays (to say the least), and while I like to keep my Bay Area coverage rolling, I've got to share the wealth once in a while when it comes to the Southern gems.


Walked over to the churchyard in question last Saturday and followed the smell of embers and meat.















Found it.

This shed is usually dead empty, but it bustles during this regular event, the proceeds of which, apparently, make up an astonishing percentage of the church's annual operating funds.

















Um, they're obviously not messing around, with all those pork butts and/or pork shoulders they're slow-roasting.

And that's not even the half of it -- they'd already pulled a ton of meat off the grill and shredded it into giant metal canisters.

Canisters which were then rolled across the lawn on handtrucks to reach the meat-n-three assembly line that the church ladies had set up in the church building.













Why put your grilled chicken under a brick when you can lay a giant slab of wood on top of a mess of chickens instead?

Exactly.

 










If BBQ hash (everything but the squeal!) weren't so dang delicious, I'd be terrified of this scene. But I know that what's in those giant metal buckets is likely pure gold.





















Time to get in line.






















These church ladies mean business.






















In this context, meat-n-three consists of shredded BBQ pork in a mustard/vinegar sauce, rice, BBQ hash, and not-too-mayonnaisey coleslaw in a styrofoam to-go box.

No, hash and rice aren't vegetables, but who cares?

















Especially after rolling home to sample the smoky, tender amazingness therein.

The hash was a little on the sweet side so I doctored it with some hot, vinegary chow chow relish and some green Tabasco. (LOVE that stuff!)

Shealy's mustard-based BBQ sauce on the side, just cause it so good.













Didn't even think to take a photo til I'd decimated the whole heaping mess with a frosty Bud Light, but you get the idea.


Can't wait til the next one!

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photos: TB

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Crazy Black Russian Tomato Varieties!

Got my hands on some Russian varieties of black heirloom tomatoes recently. So excited.

They have names I'd never heard of, like Black from Tula, Black Krim, and Paul Robeson -- he was a civil rights activist and opera star, apparently (and Russian), and some tomato nuts loved him so much they named a particularly awesome tomato after him.


Wha? Black tomatoes? Naw, they'll be more like deep reddish, purplish, and dark greenish (in about 60-70 days -- high hopes!) And hopefully they'll be wicked tasty with some of that basil you see there.

Paul Robeson tomatoes, from www.tomatobob.com:


















Black Krim tomatoes from 
http://genuinefauxfarm.com/newsletters/vol4issue10.htm










Black From Tula tomatoes from http://www.cherrygal.com/tomatoindblackfromtulaheirloom2008-p-5103.html











Also planted some heirloom Green Gage (gold color), Black Cherry, and Jaune Flamme (big, light orange cherry tomatoes), as well as regular old Supersweet 100s and Beefsteaks.

Green Gage are interesting b/c they're pretty rare, I guess, and they're ping pong sized yellow with green gel. And prolific. Can't wait! From http://www.amishlandseeds.com/images/greengage07.JPG:



Why is it that gardening for vegetables has become so appealing as I approach the middle ages? Is it because I am becoming a cliche? I guess I'm comfortable with that as long as I have pigpiles of tomatoes to eat come mid-summer. Yum!

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

*Dining Out for Life* San Francisco this Thursday, April 30!

One of San Francisco's top dining moments of the year, Dining Out for Life is back this Thursday, April 30!

Here's an idea: Hit SF Station's monthly happy hour at Atmosphere, then dine out at a participating restaurant (see below) to fling some of your hard-earned cash at one of the absolute best causes on the planet.
Hugs and have fun!

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MAKE A DIFFERENCE - HELP STOP THE SPREAD OF HIV!


The STOP AIDS Project and Wells Fargo invite you to the 8th Annual
Dining Out for Life presented by San Francisco's own SKYY Vodka, SF
Weekly, and CBS 5/The CW Bay Area!

Simply dine at one of our participating restaurants on Thursday, April
30, 2009 and 25 percent of your food bill will benefit the HIV
prevention programs of the STOP AIDS Project.

MAKE YOUR RESERVATION TODAY!

Last year Dining Out for Life raised over $220,000 thanks to people
like you. This year promises to be even bigger and better but we can't
do it without your help. Call one of our participating restaurants and
make your reservation today. It will be one of the most satisfying
meals you ever eat. Be sure to tell everyone you know to eat out on
April 30th and thank you for your support.
--
VOLUNTEER:
Dining Out for Life- Thursday, April 30th 2009
http://dol2009.kintera.org/

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

SF Station Happy Hour Hits New Loc! This Thurs at Atmosphere

San Francisco! This Thursday, April 30, at the new location of SF Station's monthly happy hour. Fun times!



SF Station and Atmosphere present...

SF Station Monthly Happy Hour

 with DJ Thaifoon (lounge/house/downtempo)



Thu Apr 30 (5:30PM - 8:00PM)
447 Broadway St
San Francisco, CA 94104
cross street: Kearny / Montgomery
district: North Beach/Telegraph Hill
SF Station will be hosting a special happy hour for all friends of the Station. Please stop by on Thursday evening for a drink! We'll be serving up discounted drinks from 5:30 - 8pm and giving away some special SF Station prizes. Hope to see you there.

DJ Thaifoon (lounge/house/downtempo) and $3 beers/wells, $4 wine/champagne, $5 specialty cocktails.

Remember to add us as a friend on Facebook to be informed monthly about our Happy Hour. http://www.facebook.com/pages/SF-Station/59909200405?ref=ts

You can also follow SF Station's editors-about-town on Twitter at: http://www.twitter.com/sfstation

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Thursday, April 23, 2009

Sayonara Goat Cheese, These Beet Quesadillas Take JACK!

Dear Readers,

I've been off the job for a while, but I aim to be back! Lately I've been making a lot of roasted beet, scallion, kale, and jack cheese quesadillas. THEY ARE DELISH!

Wha, no goat cheese?

That's right. Whatev, chevre.

Now, I love me some goat cheese, but beets and goat cheese? Yes they are also delish together, but they are also very 1999.

So treat yourself to this beety treat! (Hard to find anything but goat cheese as a beet's best friend on the worldwide internet web, but then I found this Wash Post piece!)

Roast a bunch of sliced beets, beet greens, chopped kale and scallions, all spread out on a baking pan in peanut oil, chile flakes, salt and pepper (and a few smashed raw garlic cloves? why not!), at roughly 400 degrees for 15 minutes. Don't crowd your pan! Less is more when it comes to crisp vegetable edges.

Then kick it up to a broil for 10 minutes or so.

Saute up some little corn tortillas and get some jack cheese slices melting up on there. Feeling awesome? Want to get crazy? Use extra sharp cheddar instead! OR aged gouda! WHO CARES, JUST SO IT IS a MELTING CHEESE!

Then lay down some beets, greens and scallions up on there. Fold your quesadilla. Commence to melting and commingling.

Top with fresh guacamole and if you're smart enough to stock it, some green jalapeno hot sauce AND some thick, opaque red hot sauce like Tamazula or Salsa Huichol (my personal knock-down, drag-out favorites).

EAT EM UP!!

xoxoxo
p.s. Hard to find anything but goat cheese as a beet's best friend on the worldwide internet web, but then I found this Wash Post piece!

p.p.s. Um, canst thou forgive me for reposting this total non sequitur photo of badger babies from Cute Overload? Um, how couldst I resist!?!