A little over a year ago, I discovered the berry-balsamic combination in all its greatness. I had just bought an ice cream maker, and since all the flavors in the little book seemed boring, I struck out on my own with strawberry-balsamic ice cream. I burned the hell out of the first batch of balsamic reduction, and I thought my roomies would never forgive me for the smell, but it ended up being so delicious that I never looked back.
After last week’s very-rich-and-creamy chocolate cake, the masses were begging for fruit, and I decided a tart would do the trick. I really like the look of blackberries and kiwis, but any berry would do for this recipe. (Except maybe blueberries. Someone try that and let me know how it goes?) I don’t use shortening if I can help it, so the all-butter crust is courtesy of Paula Deen. The rest is generally my own.
(Side note: DO NOT try and make pie crust with cake flour. Even if it’s all you have and you really don’t want to run to the store again. It is going to turn into a disgusting, gelatinous goo. Trust me on this one.)
Blackberry-Balsamic & Kiwi Tart
Crust:
1 cup confectioner’s sugar
3 cups all purpose flour
3 sticks unsalted butter
Combine everything until it forms a doughy ball. (Miss Deen uses a food processor, others use a stand mixer. I own neither so used a hand mixer and it worked fine.) Grease a 9×11″ glass baking dish with butter, and pre-heat your oven to 350F. Roll dough on a floured surface until it is pie-crust thin and roughly the same shape as your baking dish. Place crust in baking dish, press the corners in and the sides up, and bake for 10-15 minutes or so until it’s flaky and slightly brown and generally done. Cool on a baking rack.
Blackberry-balsamic egg custard:
6 egg yolks, cool
1/2 cup white sugar
1/4 cup flour (I DID use cake flour here, and it was fine.)
4 tablespoons cornstarch
2.5 cups milk, cream, etc (I use about half heavy cream and about half whole milk, and it is yummy.)
3 tspn vanilla extract
18 oz whole fresh blackberries
1/2 cup white sugar (can be adjusted to suit your berries; I was way out of season and they were TART)
2-ish tablespoons tapioca granules
1/4 cup balsamic vinegar
In a metal bowl, mix the egg yolks, 1/2 cup sugar, flour and cornstarch together until it forms a smooth, light yellow paste. Meanwhile, cook milk and vanilla extract on medium heat until JUST boiling. Remove from heat and add half to egg mixture in bowl, WHISKING CONSTANTLY to prevent sticking (it helps if you have three hands about now.) Add the new mixture in the bowl back into the hot milk pot and keep on whisking. Return to medium heat and bring back JUST to a boil, and cook for about a minute more until it thickens and becomes hard to stir. Find that magic moment when it is as thick as you can get it without being burnt. Remove from heat, transfer to a clean bowl, and immediately cover and chill.
In a clean saucepan, put the blackberries, remaining sugar, and balsamic vinegar onto medium heat. Mash it a bit with a potato masher to smush up the berries. Gradually add up to 2 tblsn of tapioca to thicken, stirring well. Stir it well throughout, actually, and watch it closely, becuase burnt balsamic vinegar smells really vile. When it reaches a runny-but-jammy sort of consistency, remove from heat. Grab your chilling custard, add the blackberry compote, and beat with an electric mixer until well combined. Re-cover and put back in the fridge to chill completely through before assembling.
To assemble: 6 oz blackberries and 6 kiwis, give or take.
Slice kiwis into thin round slices, place on a plate, and stick in the freezer to chill. Wash the blackberries and stick them in the freezer, too. When you’re almost ready to serve the tart, spoon the blackberry custard – completely chilled – into the cooled crust, and artfully place the chilled fruit on top. Devour.
I’m back with yet another report on an authentic Mexican joint in the Ann Arbor/Ypsilanti area. If you know me well, then you know La Fuente is my favorite place in the entire world. Well, that may be an exaggeration but it’s certainly up there. Not only do they have the best chips and salsa guy in the entire world, but the best Mexican food in the area as well. My buddy Tommy has been arguing with me for some time, and trying to say that Los Amigos kills La Fuente. After my first trip, I completely disagreed with him. I wasn’t impressed at all. After a few months and multiple people telling me that Los Amigos has the best Mexican food in the area, I decided I didn’t have an open mind during my previous visit and it was time to give them another shot. Not that I was going to be unfaithful to my beautiful La Fuente. I’m what you could call a Mexican restaurant polygamist. It’s OK to have more than one favorite.
Los Amigos is a bit of a cruise down Michigan Ave into the middle of nowhere, but nothing ridiculous. It’s actually right past Gabriel’s Hoagies which almost lured me in and ruined Los Amigo’s second chance. They’re housed in a building that’s a little intimidating looking, but once you step inside you find yourself in a very friendly, clean atmosphere. The bar is right by the front door which is housed in a medium sized dining area where the smoking takes place. I got there at about 4:30 PM on a Tuesday and the bar was completely packed. More on this later. As you walk to the back section of the restaurant, you enter a very nice and should I say festive(?) dining room. I was surprised to see the area completely empty at this time, but that would change later.
Chips and salsa guy got chips and salsa down before I could even take a picture. Impressive.
After we sat down, about 5 seconds had elapsed before the chips and salsa were on the table. Los Amigos chips and salsa guy definitely has talent, but just isn’t quite a first ballot hall of famer like La Fuente chips and salsa guy. I don’t mean to take away from a very impressive effort, he’s just the early 90’s Buffalo Bills of chips and salsa guys. No shame in that.
The chips and salsa at this place are quite good. The chips are warm and obviously made in house, while the salsa is smooth, full of flavor and completely fresh tasting. I’m not a huge fan of chunky salsa so this was perfect. It looks a little like a picante sauce at first, but once you dive in there’s a few chunks of tomato, onion and other goodies.
I had heard rumors of drink specials that could make a grown man cry, so I asked the waitress what the current special was on margaritas. The answer I got? Half off all alcohol. Yes my friends, half off all alcoholic beverages. What she means by that is you take the price you would normally pay for what you’re drinking, divide it by two, and that’s what you’re actually paying. So for every two drinks you have, you’re really paying for one full priced drink. I know this doesn’t require that much explanation, but it sure is fun to explain how half off all alcohol works.
Naturally, I ordered a large margarita pitcher on the rocks which cost me $8.50. Happy hour is 7 days a week from 3-6pm at this place. This explains the full to capacity bar area on a Tuesday afternoon. Alcoholics.
This place was impressive so far. Talented chips and salsa guy delivering tasty chips and salsa and incredible drink specials? They couldn’t possibly screw this up, could they?
The menu at this place has a ridiculous amount of items. Usually I use the system of finding three things I want then picking one when the waitress puts the pressure on me, but I had to ask for more time TWICE. They have your standard Mexican categories, but so many varieties of each item. They have 26 combos, 14 specialties, 4 different types of fajitas, 11 burritos and much more. I ended up sticking with the burrito portion of the menu, even though the Enchiladas Poblanas were stuffed with BRRF. Yum.
I went with the Burritos Tampiqueno, which is two burritos – one steak, one grilled chicken, topped with green salsa and served up with black beans a rice. I was almost lured in by the Pollo Loco, but the burritos just sounded too good to pass up. What I got was a HUGE double burrito platter with plenty of beans and rice on the side. This was the perfect portion for me.
The burritos were smothered in the delicious green salsa and were stuffed to capacity with fillings. The steak was perfectly cooked and very flavorful. The burrito consisted of nothing else to mess around with the flavor, just good ol’ salsa, tortilla, and steak. The chicken was surprisingly flavorful as well, although not as impressive as the steak. I have to say this is one of the more impressive burrito offerings I have ever received. The fact that it’s as simple as it is but still incredibly flavorful is a huge accomplishment in my book. Ahh, the beauty of Mexican cuisine.
Stephanie went with the Special Dinner, which had caught my eye as well. This Special Dinner, which is a perfect name, comes with one chalupa, one chile relleno, one taco, one tamale, and served with beans and rice. I’m pretty sure she assumed that it was mini portions of each, which I did as well, because her facial expression turned to horror when the waiter brought her out two completely full plates of food. This was like a Mexican combo for the Gods.
The special dinner turned out to be pretty so so, or to be really clever… not so special. The enchilada was just as good as my burrito and topped with an absolutely delicious sauce. Unfortunately, the taco was your normal every day taco, the tamale was very average, and we couldn’t even remember what the chile relleno was until we took another look at the menu. Chile rellenos are normally one of my favorite foods in the entire world, but this one just fell a little flat to me. Overall not an awful dish, but I would suggest wandering your eyes elsewhere.
Special Dinner part 1: Chile rellano, guac, taco
Special Dinner part 2: Tamale, enchilada, beans, and rice
Completely stuffed after finishing mine and half of Stephanie’s dinner to go along with two baskets of chips, I sat back and let my stomach stretch out a bit. I couldn’t possibly eat any more food after what I just ate. The portions were perfect and that was a whole lot of lime juice and tequila that I had just taken down. Definitely couldn’t eat anything else even if I wanted to. Nope.
Oh wait, they have Fried Ice Cream. Yes, I ate more.
All in all, not a bad place at all. Drinks are cheap, portions are large and fairly priced, and the food was good. I would have to say they easily make my list of top 5 Mexican joints in the area, but no where close to #1, which is still reserved for my beautiful beautiful La Funete. Definitely worth a try if you’re a fan of good, authentic Mexican food like myself.
If you’re going to head over there, make sure you print out one of the many coupons on their website. Savings is always a good thing.
I wasn’t sure what to expect from Masa 14. It seemed to whisper, “you’re not cool enough, keep on walking” the few times I walked past. I was richly rewarded for looking beyond this facade. What I found inside was a friendly and unpretentious atmosphere. It was very crowded for a post-happy hour Monday night- packed with small groups and people on dates.
My bartender mixed a strong, very good grey goose and soda, but I was disappointed by the encore (rail) vodka and soda that was fairly weak and dominated by a heaping pile of ice.
We ordered a variety of tapas, which were almost all absolute winners:
Tuna ceviche- tangy sauce, soft tuna that melted in your mouth
Tuna flat bread- thin slices of smooth tuna draped over flatbread nicely complimented by acidic greens
Calimari- not too chewy or greasy, attributes that are hard to find
Shrimp- my boss liked it
Tomato soup- strong, smokey flavor…very good soup
Green curry- liked the potato and spinach accompaniment more than the chicken, which was not too memorable
My boss picked up the tab so cost was not really an issue for me. Let’s just say that Masa 14 is definitely not a cheap date, but it is worth your investment.
Overall, the food was fantastic and the atmosphere was sophisticated, yet relaxed and friendly.
Masa 141825 14th St NW
Washington, DC 20009
Cuisine: Asian FusionRating: 4 Stars
Greetings, fellow food lovers! My name is Jeremy and I am honored and humbled to be joining the Epic Portions team. I have known John for several years; we used to work together and share/critique many a meal. (On a side note, if you ever need a projector malfunction fixed, John is your man.) I am a father of two (six year old and one year old) and currently a stay at home Dad, thanks to my lovely and talented wife who wishes she could wax poetic about food in her spare time. My duties include acting as primary cook for the family, and yes, that means many adventures in food. I will do my best to live up to the high standard set by John and Todd.
Now, on to the good stuff.
Now that I’m no longer working for the man, I have found that fast food has quickly disappeared from my diet. No more trips out of necessity for a quick meal, it’s just me and my daughter at home for lunch most days, and the opportunity to cook dinner for my family (almost) every night. It has been wonderful, lots of work and lots of dishes to clean but a quality meal is worth the cleanup. Being rid of the oppressive grip of fast food has been liberating to say the least. No more painful indigestion, no more annoyance with someone messing up my order, no more feeling guilty after the meal. I won’t say I’m forever through with fast food, but it had dwindled to a very rare event.
There is one chance that it could change. If a Chick-fil-a opens somewhere in Metro Detroit, I will be there faster than you can say buck-buck-buguckk!! Chick-fil-a is primarily a southern phenomenon, although it has reached its beak as far north as Indiana. It is a quirky operation, the owner is a devout Christian who has this odd habit of actually following the no work on Sundays commandment. In effect, all Chick-fil-a restaurants, be they franchise or corporate, are required to be closed on Sundays. Below is a photo of the founder:
I grew up in Atlanta and St. Louis, so this prodigious producer of prominent poultry won my heart at an early age. Since my life brought me to Michigan I have been denied this culinary delight. I’ve tried to fill the void. Wendy’s Spicy Chicken Sandwich? Please, you just lied to me three times. McDonald’s tried to bastardize a version (most likely by sending an intern to Chick-fil-a and reverse engineering) called the Southern Chicken Sandwich. This is a vile piece of food that made me weep real tears (that smelled of pickle juice or whatever the hell they used).
A couple years ago my previous job led me to Lafayette, Indiana for a day of coma inducing meetings. Imagine my surprise as I drove to the meetings when I saw… a Chick-fil-a! My drive back to Ypsi was a true Epic Portions moment. I stocked up on more food than a Glenn Beck listener waiting for the apocalypse. Two Chick-fil-a sandwiches, 20 of their oh-so-delicious nuggets, and a trough of their waffle fries. That’s right, I said waffle fries. Plus they had Diet Dr. Pepper!!! I was in hypertension heaven.
If all you know of Chick-fil-a is the idiotic “Eat Mor Chikin” cows they use to peddle their food, please do not judge. Yes, the ad campaign sucks. Aside from being insulting to cows (unless George Orwell lied to me cows can not only spell, they can also be enslaved by totalitarian regimes) it is a far cry from the greatest fast food marketing campaign in history:
As the nearest Chick-fil-a is about three hours away, I now feel honor bound to take a road trip and see if it still holds the power it once did. My gluttonous Indiana trip aside (road trips make most food taste better) I hope I find it to be less enthralling than I once did. It is amazing how when you have children you actually begin to care about what you put into your body. Odd thing, to be setting an example for impressionable young minds by merely shoveling food down your gullet. I’m not that keen on poisoning my kids with fast food, so the sooner I let it go the better. Besides, where is the adventure in a uniform, below average, saturated fat laden meal? Goodbye to all that, I’ll save my dining out dollars for places that earn and deserve them. .
epicportions: Just ate Rio Wraps and was reminded why I never eat there. My stomach feels the same way it did when Sandra Bullock won an oscar. 2 days ago
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