Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Recent reading

Japan gets my honorary Office Space award for this, a gigantic, totally weird national competition for best office phone answerer. Hat tip to Val.

A restaurant that sells food past its expiration date? This might just have a chance. An ex president of Trader Joe's is starting a very different kind of food experiment. 

Annie's Mac and Cheese is everywhere. It sells itself as the slightly-better-for-you version of boxed mac and cheese. Is it? Who knows. What's crazy is the "sauce" is based on cheese popcorn—her ex-husband invented Smartfood.  Annie essentially turned Smartfood's topping into Mac and Cheese, convinced everyone it was healthy, sold stock to their customers, then got very, very rich. Welcome to the new "food" business.

Monday, February 24, 2014

Do cheese and tuna have anything in common? What happened when I selected tinned tuna at Ortiz.

Decades ago chefs used to select their preferred tuna batches from the factory at Ortiz, Spain's highly esteemed fifth generation tinned fish titan. Cheesemongers do this with cheese, in fact it's a specialty of some exporters like Neal's Yard Dairy and Essex Street Cheese. But it's something that hasn't been done for decades with tinned fish. Last fall I visited with my colleague Brad to see if we could revive the practice.

We landed in Barcelona on a sunny November Sunday, a couple weeks after the six month tuna season had ended. It was a four hour drive northwest to Getaria, a small town on the Bay of Biscay, where the weather got progressively more Irish along the way: wetter, mistier, greener. Tasting was 9am Monday, a fifteen foot table in the break room set up with twenty-six batches of tuna and sardines. We had a round of Nespresso pod coffees and went to work.

The first question on all of our minds—including the folks from Ortiz, who, being in their 30s and 40s, had never batch tasted either—was "Can we taste a difference?" That got answered quickly. The second tin we tasted was very different than the first. That continued throughout the morning with some batches being good, some excellent, and a couple extraordinary. There is a big difference between batches of tinned fish.

The main differences in flavor were complexity, balance between sweetness and brine, and length. The best tunas had a range of high and low notes, were never just sweet or just salty, and had great length of flavor. Color foreshadows flavor: if a tuna was rosier, it was often better tasting. Texture played a smaller part on these tins, just made this summer, but over time it has a much bigger role. The older a tinned tuna in oil, the softer and more luxurious its mouthfeel.

The fishing boats in Getaria.
One thing that you may be asking is, "What constitutes a batch of tinned fish?" It's a little more complicated than with cheese, where a batch is a single day's make, usually a mix of last night's and that morning's milk. A tuna batch is a single catch from a single boat, brought in at one time and sold to one buyer. That's how fish are managed in the Biscay auction market and Ortiz stays faithful to the one boat one batch cooking, which means the tin you get from Ortiz is traceable back to a single boat on a single day's catch (that said, a catch may last longer than a day, but it comes from a single shoal of fish). It may take several days to cook a big catch and, since the fish in it are different sizes and different ages, there's bound to be more variability than with a single batch of cheese.

We decided on a single catch of bonito, caught that summer, but brought examples of nearly every tin we tasted back to Michigan so we can taste again and confirm what we thought. A second round of tasting is one of those steps that I've learned, over time, to be important when I'm making a big flavor decision. Sometimes, out on the road where everything may be a bit more exciting, I can talk myself into liking something that, second time around, doesn't live up to the hype. 

We're going to cellar a few thousand tins, too. I tasted some two and three year old tunas at Ortiz and pretty much everything I likede about a young tuna got better when they aged. (This is only true for good tuna stored in oil—water-packed tuna gets worse with age.) The good thing about aging tuna is its a lot easier than aging wine. You don't need a special cellar with specific humidity and temperature. Tuna in a tin is practically indestructible. Our aging room is going to consist of boxes stacked on a pallet stored high up on the racks in our warehouse, wrapped in plastic with a note that says "Don't Touch till 2016!"

Our first selected tunas will arrive this May.

Friday, February 14, 2014

Recent Reading

Kickstarter backlash. How some existing businesses who use Kickstarter for next stage financing are getting backlashed. It's rare I see my two neighborhoods—Brooklyn and Ann Arbor—mentioned in the same business article but here you go.

More from the department of "There's a website for everything." British chick wear. And by chick, I mean chicken. Hat tip to Val. 

Planet Money makes a T shirt. From cotton to cloth and everything in between. A great five part (though brief) video series about how an everyday product is made in the 21st Century. This is THE story of the modern world and to me it's amazing how rarely it's told. Hat tip to Betsy.


Thursday, February 13, 2014

What's going on, microbrews?

American microbrews appear to be afflicted by a mutation of the virus that has long infected the hair salon industry: terrible names. Hair salon names suffer under horrible puns like "British Hairways" and "Combing Attractions". American microbrews, on the other hand, are cursed by, what, as far as I can tell, is a simple case of male tomfoolery. I say that because looking around the beer aisle I can't imagine anyone but a fifteen year old boy thought up most of the names. Some, like Dogfish, sound like grunge band rejects from the 1990s. Others, like Slippery Pig and the above Ashtray Heart, seem like they won the clever drunk dude napkin brainstorm contest. The worst of the lot are mildly sexist and/or violent, like Fat Bottom and Wicked Beaver. All told, it's a sad lot that make microbrews like Bell's stand out even more, not just for the quality of their beer but the rare note of dignity their name lends to the bodega beer case. 

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Making even a simple dish three times in two weeks can teach you more about cooking than trying three different dishes in the same period. Pay attention to the process of making it, and to the small and large differences in the results
Judy Rodgers
Her advice is spot on and we would all do better to follow it more often. Every time I heed what she says—cook, repeat, repeat, repeat—I become far better at delivering table pleasure. It's not a terribly rigorous discipline for me since I'm also a relatively boring cook. I probably overdo it, repeating myself to everyone's boredom, the same dish coming off my stove week after week, year after year, seeking its own root cause.

Judy Rodgers passed away recently. Her restaurant, Zuni Cafe on Market Street in San Francisco has been one of my—and half the universe's—favorite for twenty-five years. Much less stuffy and reverential than Chez Panisse but equally CaliFrenchiFornia in every way. The layout still blows me away, especially the bar. Who sets up a bar to deliberately block a plate glass view? There are floor to ceiling windows, but you must look past the bartenders and their bottles to the street beyond, which is like looking at a partner partially clothed versus naked. Turns out partially clothed is way more sexy.  In the fifteen years or more I've visited San Francisco the city has gotten much richer and uglier and Market Street has stayed its poor ugly self. Judy's restaurant stays pitch perfect.