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Wednesday, 9 October 2013

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The death of Marcella Hazan, at 89, has produced tributes from everyone of importance in Food World.

It makes me want to open Essentials of Classic Italian Cooking and cook.

Until Hazan published her instantly classic cookbook, you went to a restaurant that featured Northern Italian cooking, had a meal that was destined for your top ten list, and returned home with a nagging question: This is simple food. Why can't I cook like this?

With Hazan's book in hand, that changed. Her recipes were the essence of simplicity -- her famous tomato sauce contained only tomatoes, onion, butter and salt. But not so fast. She warned that "Simple doesn't mean easy." Her definition of "simple" was not a synonym for "lazy." As she said: "I can describe simple cooking thus: Cooking that is stripped all the way down to those procedures and those ingredients indispensable in enunciating the sincere flavor intentions of a dish."

So she began her book by setting forth some fundamentals.

Turn to page seven. "Flavor, in Italian dishes, builds up from the bottom," she begins. "It is not a cover, it is a base. In a pasta sauce, a risotto, a fricassee, a stew, or a dish of vegetables, a foundation of flavor supports, lifts, points up the principal ingredients." The metaphor, she continues, is "architectural." And you suddenly flash back to your childhood and your afternoons playing with blocks, and a very big light bulb goes on.

The light bulb here involves techniques: battuto (chopped vegetables), soffritto (sauteeing the battuto) and insaporire (bestowing taste, by coating the key ingredients with the flavoring elements). Her explanation is clear. By page nine, you are ready to cook.

Marcella's "secret" might just be the result of her fundamental innocence. She said she never cooked until her marriage in 1955. Her training was in science -- she had a PhD in biology from the University of Ferrara, Italy. Which explains her heightened sensitivity to fundamentals -- to process.

Just look at the recipes in these 704 pages. Few have more than 10 ingredients. Instructions put you in charge (you observe the meal you're cooking, you decide when it's done). And she makes sure that you won't be standing in the kitchen putting on the "finishing touches" while your guests twiddle their thumbs at the table -- this is hearty, traditional, Northern Italian "home cooking" that you can master for considerably less than the $3,000 that Hazan used to charge for a week of cooking classes in Venice.

You should try before you buy. In the case of a cookbook, that's easy. I let the book fall open to a recipe for a dish I make often (in part because it's terrific, but in larger part because it's incredibly easy). Here you go: a main course that is both simple and elegant, suitable for family dining and for your snootiest friends. Like the author, this recipe -- indeed, all her recipes -- is immortal.

Roast Pork with Vinegar and Bay Leaves

For 6 servings

2 tablespoons butter
1 tablespoon vegetable oil
2 pounds boneless pork loin roast
l teaspoon whole black peppercorns
salt
3 bay leaves
½ cup good red wine vinegar

In a heavy-bottomed or enameled cast-iron pot, put in butter and oil. Turn stove on to medium-high; when the butter foam subsides, put in the pork. Brown deeply, turning when each side is done.

Add salt, peppercorns, bay leaves and vinegar. Turn heat to low, cover the pot and cook, turning the meat occasionally. If liquid evaporates, add ¼ cup water.

When cooked through -- 40-60 minutes -- transfer the pork to a cutting board. Let sit for a few minutes, then slice. Meanwhile, remove bay leaves, add 2 tablespoons of water, and heat the gravy. Pour over the pork and serve.

Or try her on a recipe you've made your own way -- or someone else's -- a million times.

Bolognese Meat Sauce

for about 6 servings

1 tablespoon vegetable oil
3 tablespoons butter plus 1 tablespoon for tossing with the pasta
1/2 cup chopped onion
2/3 cup chopped celery
2/3 cup chopped carrot
3/4 pound ground beef chuck, not too lean
salt & freshly ground black pepper
1 cup whole milk [or 2 %]
Whole nutmeg for grating
1 cup dry white or red wine
1 1/2 cups canned imported Italian plum tomatoes, cut up, with their juice
1 1/4 to 1 1/2 pounds pasta
Freshly grated parmigiano-reggiano at the table

Put the oil, butter, and chopped onion in a heavy-bottomed pot and turn the heat to medium. Cook and stir until the onion is translucent. Add the celery and carrot and cook for about 2 minutes, stirring to coat the vegetables with fat.

Add the meat, a large pinch of salt, and some freshly ground pepper. Break the meat up with a fork, stir well, and cook until the meat has lost its raw color.

Add milk and let simmer gently, stirring frequently, until it has bubbled away completely. Add a tiny grating, about 1/8 teaspoon, fresh nutmeg and stir.

Add the wine and let it simmer away. When the wine has evaporated, stir in the tomatoes. When they begin to bubble, turn the heat down so that the sauce cooks at the laziest of simmers, with just an intermittent bubble breaking through to the surface. Cook, uncovered, for 3 hours, stirring from time to time. If the sauce begins to dry out, add 1/2 cup of water whenever necessary to keep it from sticking. At the end, there should be no water left, and the fat must separate from the sauce. Taste for salt.

Toss with cooked, drained pasta and the remaining tablespoon of butter. Serve freshly grated cheese at the table.

Cross-posted from HeadButler.com.

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Monday, 10 June 2013

A frustrated parent brought an unnerving problem to my Admissions 101 discussion group on washingtonpost.com. The student (many of us in the group immediately assumed it was a boy) had gotten into a well-respected public university in his state and, the parent said, "adamantly refused to go on college visits or apply to any schools other than" his one and only choice.

"This child will graduate with a total of 14 AP credits this spring, carries a respectable 3.5 weighted GPA, has done well on the SATs and does numerous competitive academic extracurriculars - science, math, debate, honor societies, etc.," the parent said.

"As parents, of course, this is a great bargain for us: in-state tuition for a school with top-20 rankings in the science departments of that child's interest. But should we be concerned or worried about admissions . . . or that this child is missing other opportunities by not seeking out any further information on other college opportunities?"

I call this the boy problem, although I suspect some girls have it, too. When I speak or write on admissions issues, I encounter parents who envy the college eagerness displayed by other students and are driven to despair by the fact that their kid can't be bothered. These reluctant college applicants, at least in my experience, are usually male.

We guys mature more slowly. I certainly did. As a parent, should you push?

I think not, at least not very hard. The Admissions 101 family of discussants - we have been hashing out such stuff online for several years - tended to agree with me on this issue. "Sometimes we as parents have to sit back and watch life unfold for our children," said a New York parent whose son refused to visit colleges. "Otherwise, you risk being responsible for your child's happiness, or misery. Part of the process is letting go of your own expectations."

Ah, the E-word.

A lot of us tend to let our dreams of parenting a future Silicon Valley billionaire or a president of the United States get the better of us. It poisons some parent-child relationships. Most fathers and mothers do not insist that their children take only AP courses and do not lose it when the kids come home with anything less than an A-minus. But there are enough parents like that to make the college admissions process torture for many students, as well as guidance counselors, admissions officers and family psychologists.

I have collected enough stories about children dragging their feet on college applications to know that losing your temper rarely works. Patience is usually the best strategy. The junior who refuses to talk about college will have a different attitude when he is a senior and some of his friends have realized high school is not forever. Applications can be put together quickly. Some colleges still have spaces long after application deadlines - indeed, long after they have sent out acceptance letters.

Lay out the realistic alternatives to going to college, and be assured the student will eventually see what is in his best interest. One experienced commenter said the parent we were discussing should "make it clear that while you understand that the choice to apply to one school is his decision, you will not be sponsoring his year at home at Hotel Mom and Dad if he doesn't get in."

The prospect of having to get a job or go to community college "may encourage him to hedge his bets and apply to a safety school," the discussant said. "Also, have faith. Kids tend to figure it out, just not necessarily on your timeline."

Parents sometimes feel like the college admission process is a runaway train with their child steering the family toward a crackup - a college that would be bad for him. Keep in mind he can always transfer. That's what Barack Obama did, and he eventually got a pretty good job.


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