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Month: August, 2010

tom rim

Just like momma used to make! No but really, how often do I get to say that? Not really that often — my mom’s more of a moneymaker than a homemaker. Tom rim is one of maybe two dishes I can remember her cooking for us on a regular basis when I was growing up. The things she made she made well — and since her cooking was such a rare treat, I really thought it would be special to ask her for a recipe, her recipe, for a dish unique to my culture and heritage, that I actually grew up eating. Seeing as how my life has always been pretty well-populated with white people, white people food and white people culture, I guess I jump at the chance to feel (authentically) asiany every once in a while. Anyway, I don’t know what it was that reminded me of this recipe, but I guess it always starts with a craving and an oh hey! haven’t had that in a while. I looked up tom rim recipes online only to find that the english translation is “caramel shrimp.” Now I knew that brown sugar went into the sauce but it never occurred to me that it was meant to be the headliner of this dish. The recipes I found online really seemed to be aiming for a sticky (rather than saucey) sort of final product — like the honey shrimp at PF Chang’s! That’s when I realized what a dum dum I was being, consulting the internet before my own mother! So here’s my mom’s recipe, and here’s how it went down.

Not like I need to sing the praises of Koreana Plaza more than I already have, but they have frozen, deveined shrimp for $4.50 a pound! The shells came right off! This meal can be very cheap if you have a good asian supermarket to go to.

So once the shrimp was all peeled and deveined I tossed them together with some chopped green onion, black pepper, fish sauce, crushed garlic and red pepper flakes. I marinated this mixture in the fridge for a while (my mom says ~45 minutes).

That ain’t salsa.

Meanwhile, I made the nuoc mam. This is actually my stepmom’s recipe for nuoc mam, as relayed to my mom. It’s basically three parts water, one part white vinegar, crushed garlic, one part sugar and one part fish sauce. The vinegar is supposed to be somewhat interchangeable with fresh lime juice but I added fresh lime juice in addition to the ingredients listed above because it sounded like a good idea at the time. Vietnamese chili garlic paste would’ve been really good in this too but I didn’t have it on hand at the time.

Now would also be a good time to start making some jasmine rice (oops I didn’t use jasmine), hard boil some eggs and steam some cabbage. (I hope you are lucky enough to have a small Korean helper as I was.)

Once cooked and cooled, the hard-boiled eggs are meant to be quartered and soaked in nuoc mam for a while.

Okay, now it’s time to saute the shrimp in a bit of neutral oil (and all it’s marinade juices of course) until the shrimp are just cooked. Turn off the heat and set them aside. To make the caramel sauce, heat some brown sugar in a pan, whisking often as it melts.


Once it’s completely melted, turn the heat down to low. Then add a little bit of water. Stir constantly as you add it. This part confused me — when I added water the whole pan started steaming A LOT and I was worried that I burned the sugar because it smelled, well, kind of burnt, so I threw that batch out and tried again. But the second time around, when I was extremely careful about turning down the heat and stirring constantly and what not, it happened again. I then realized that the caramel sauce wasn’t really burned — it changed color a bit when I added the water but it tasted just fine so I think that might be how it’s supposed to look/smell. So basically don’t freak out even if it looks like this, because I think it’s supposed to:

Now put the shrimp back on the heat and add some of the caramel sauce to it, little by little, and simmer it for a little while so the sauce reduces and the shrimp turns brownish. Keep adding caramel sauce and fish sauce until it tastes right. I ended up not having to add any additional fish sauce at all, but I think the brand of fish sauce that we have at home might be saltier than most.

I was pretty cautious when adding the caramel sauce (because nothing could ruin a meal more for me than accidentally making it too sweet) but I actually would’ve added more caramel sauce to the shrimp while it was simmering in retrospect. The end result wasn’t as saucey as I wanted (or as I remember my mom’s being). Don’t get me wrong — it was still delicious in it’s own right. I guess I just have this habit of being disappointed when things don’t turn out exactly as I expect them to (in the kitchen).

Serve like so — with the shrimp over rice and the eggs soaked in nuoc mam poured over the steamed cabbage. Put more nuoc mam on the table so everyone can douse as they desire. :)

Not quite like momma used to make. Next time we’ll make this together, so that I can reap the benefits of learning-by-doing!

eating the east bay pt. IV

AT LAST. The internetz. I can finally finish what I started – namely, blogging about all the places I’ll miss on the other side of the bridge and our quest of old to visit all of them. We did pretty well I’d say..

Pizzaiolo (again)

Katherine Von Shnoodlestein came to visit again at the beginning of August, so naturally we made resies at Pizzaiolo, girlz only. We sat on the patio until Wednesday movie night started.

Four different cocktails for four different ladies! Jane’s Corpse Reviver and my La Strega Nuda (rum, lime, strega, housemade orgeat and orange) got mixed up — but I guess in the end it’s all booze to me (plus we got the second round comped)!

I started with the chicken liver crostini with roasted figs and wild arugula. OMFG. It was to die for. It literally melted in my mouth. Nevermind the fig/arugula spicy/sweet pairing. The crostini itself was absolutely perfect.

The four of us, together again — Pizzaiolo is our version of a free vacay to Abu Dhabi.

Squid pizza again duh. Whenever I show up at Pizzaiolo only to find that squid pizza is on the menu it feels as though I’ve won the lottery (not really but you know).

Caro’s pork chop with fried green tomatoes.

Kat and Jane both got the spaghetti with Manila clams, housemade sausage and hot pepper. Very solid. Later in the night Kat and Jane both experienced food poisoning symptoms; since they had both had the clams our initial reaction was “Noooooo Pizzaiolo???!!!!” but then three days later Caro and I both puked (among other things) our brains out after having spent the entire day apart eating none of the same things so then we realized it must’ve been a flu Kat caught on the plane or something that was incubating in our systems for three days and I was too sick to go to Kontrol in SF that night as a result boo.

If you didn’t catch that, the clams were fine. Pizzaiolo is still flawless. It actually might’ve been bad eggs instead of the flu… you heard about that huge egg recall right?

Anyway I had the gemelli with pork ragu and oh my lord, it was so fucking delicious. It was one of the most delicious things I’ve ever eaten. The flavor and texture were perfect, the pork melted in my mouth, the noodles were the perfect degree of chewiness; it was HEAVENLY. Honestly, the meal I had at this last visit to Pizzaiolo could easily be my death row meal. Words cannot describe how utterly satisfying this was.

So I’ll let Caro’s face do the talking…

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in the interim

I have to apologize for my extended absence. We’ve yet to get the internet up and running at the SF house and work has been particularly sucking of my *energy* lately (har har.. energy cases). On top of all this, we’re still slowly moving in, and our house is about to be filled with more gay visitors than Steamworks. I’ve got many posts in my head but will need to actually sit down at one of the many cafes with free wi-fi in our neighborhood to make them come to fruition. Until that happens, here’s a little something to tide you over.

What better way to commemorate our migration across the bay than to start a little post series about the cross-bay rivalries of certain establishments. Let’s start with Ici vs. Bi-Rite, since I’ve tried both.

Ici

Since Caro worked there, I visited Ici more often than I would any other dessert-centric establishment. She would also often bring home ice cream for me and (mostly) Ryan. Incidentally, two of my favorite flavors – candied meyer lemon and rosemary pine nut praline – are pictured here. More generally I applaud Ici for its pioneering of innovative flavor combinations and its chocolate-bottomed cones. I especially am a fan of the candied citrus (and some herb-based) flavors here. Dulce de leche and the berry sherbets are other memorable flavors that come to mind.

Bi-Rite
It wasn’t until fairly recently that I tried Bi-Rite. It hit the spot man. The perfect chaser to Ike’s and a j on Dolores.

Paul and I split two scoops: balsamic strawberry and honey lavender. The balsamic strawberry was very good, but I gotta give Ici the win for flavors (Bi-Rite ripped off flavors such as honey lavender from Ici after all). Bi-Rite however wins in the texture department – the scoops we had were deliciously creamy. Ici can be a bit icey (or should I say grainy?) for me.

So I guess, ice cream-wise, I’m glad to be living on this side of the bay now. Because while Ici did originally fashion many of the gourmet ice cream flavors I’ve come to know and love, Bi-Rite seems to have no problem borrowing these ideas and then one-upping Ici on texture. Plus you can eat Bi-Rite while sitting in Dolores Park.

Toodles for now!

eating the east bay pt. III

Oh mah lawd, we are getting so close to conquering this bucket list! And just in time, too: we move this Friday. Don’t be fooled by this post — we’ve made more progress than this, I’m just a little behind in uploading/posting pics.

These photos were taken like end of July/beginning of August. That weekend I ended up trying a lot of new things, actually. Feels nice to still be discovering the new on this ol’ side of the bay.

Ooops, we went to Beer Revolution again!

I made a better beer choice this time though. I luh may some chimay!

After BeerRev, a few of us ventured over to Fruitvale El Farolito! OMG SO DELISH. Caro’s right; I think it is better than the El Farolito in the Mission.

These photos remind me of hyenas devouring a zebra carcass. Don’t you agree?


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friday my day

It’s only Tuesday and I’m already nostalgic for last Friday’s DIY happy hour with my two favorite Koreans in Jane’s loft.

I picked up a few things at BB that Jane and I tend to enjoy gorging ourselves with in the mid-afternoon. Fra’mani dry salami, a sweet batard, and some olives were the perfect complements to the brie Jane had in her fridge.

Jane was the bartender for the afternoon. This one was whisky with muddled strawberries, mint and sugar and a squeeze of lime.



Jane’s cucumber gimlet was spot on.

Muddled cucumber, junipero gin, lime juice, sugar and seltzer (shhhh!). When it comes down to it, I prefer being practical to being a purist. This gimlet was perfect, seltzer and all!

One for Jaimie, one for Jane, one for me.

None for TAMARE!!!

This ended up being my dinner…

P.S. Kat’s in town which means… Pizzaiolo tonight! Hooray for kats and cats.

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