10.28.2010

red beans and soul

So anyone who knows me knows that I love soul music and comfort food.  There’s nothing better than putting on some old-school 60’s soul and hanging out in the kitchen with my husband (he's a great assistant…and doesn’t mind doing dishes.)

Recently I’ve stumbled upon some great new music.  My current favorite is a French singer, Ben L’Oncle Soul.  He is on the French division of Motown and his music is playful, funky, soulful and just retro enough without being pastiche. (Oh and because of his love for American culture and his grandfather’s bowties he took his name from Uncle Ben’s Rice… sometimes he even rocks the bowtie!)

Check him out here.

His album makes me want to turn off the tv, grab a beer and spend all afternoon cooking.  So I decided to make some red beans and rice.
I think the beauty of red beans and rice is the simplicity of it… the soulfulness of it.  Just a bag of beans, the trinity (onion, celery, bell pepper) and some smoked ham hocks will get you on your way.
Then it’s four hours of simmering, stirring, listening to music, seasoning, and tasting.  And when you see the beans getting creamy and soft, it’s like a tiny revelation; a moment you know will happen yet still feels like a present each time.
I love when music and food feels old and new, classic and fresh all at the same time.  I guess in a way Ben L'Oncle's music is like red beans and rice.  They both feel like a strolling down a familiar street in a new pair of shoes.

love-roots pairing
eat-red beans over uncle ben’s rice
wipe the bowl with-french baguette
drink with-ipa beer
listen to-ben l’oncle soul


Red Beans and Ben L’Oncle Soul’s Rice

1 # Dried Red Bean, picked through for stones
a few tbs of Olive Oil
1 ea Green Bell Pepper, diced
1 ea Vidalia Onion, diced
6 stalks Celery, diced
6 cloves Garlic, chopped
1 # Smoked Sausage, cut on bias
½ # Cooked Ham, diced
2 ea Smoked Ham Hocks
3-4 sprigs Thyme
2-3 ea Bay Leaves
a large pinch of cayenne or to taste
salt and fresh ground pepper to taste
½ bu Green Onions, cut on a bias

  Quick-soak the beans by covering them with water in a pot, bringing them to a boil for 5 minutes then pulling off the heat.  Cover and let them sit for an hour, then drain.
  Cover the beans with fresh water in a pot and bring to a boil.  Lower the heat and simmer uncovered for an hour.  While they are simmering, cut all of your other ingredients. 
  When the beans are just tender, drain them into a colander.  In the same pot sauté the onions, celery and bell peppers on medium heat in the olive oil.  Season with a bit of salt and pepper and cook until the onions smell sweet and look translucent.  Add the garlic, sausage and ham and sauté for another few minutes.  Add back the beans, ham hocks, thyme, bay leaves, and cayenne. 
  Fill with water until the beans are just covered, bring to a boil, then simmer on low until the beans are creamy and soft, 2 ½ to 3 hours.  You may have to add a bit of water along the way, stirring them to make sure they don’t stick on the bottom. (I always season along the way as well, with cayenne, salt and pepper.  I was very cautious with salt because there is so much salt with the pork ingredients.)
  Serve over Uncle Ben’s Rice, with some French bread, a good ipa beer and garnish with green onions and Crystal’s hot sauce.


10.21.2010

a moment

So I had a moment a few weeks ago while I was visiting some friends in Chicago.  Alone for the afternoon I decided to walk around my old neighborhood. 

With a cup of lentil soup from Sultan’s Market, I sat on a bench in Wicker Park, looking at the fountain and listening to Otis Redding’s (Sittin’ on) The Dock of the Bay on repeat. (This may be the most perfect song ever.  It is everything a song should be.)

There was a homeless man sleeping a few benches away and young guy across the fountain, fiddling with his hiking backpack, waiting for someone. 

It was drizzling but not really raining and it was just cold enough to see the steam coming from my cup.  It was just one of those perfect moments… the crisp, wet air, the warm and lemony lentil soup, Otis’ voice. 

I wanted to take that moment (put it in that cup of soup) and take it home with me.

That moment kind of inspired me to start a food blog.  Recently I find myself in a little bit of a rut with my cooking.  I get to style food for tv as part of my job, but I want to be inspired again by what is all around me when I cook. 

I realized that the right song, the right bench, and the right cup of soup can make a random, fall day magical, so why not try to cook food inspired by a song or a painting or something that catches my eye.  

Ok (deep breath) here we go...

echoes, ripples, buzz’d whispers, love-root, silk-thread, crotch and vine
                                                 -walt whitman
                        (because he found inspiration everywhere)