Showing posts with label American. Show all posts
Showing posts with label American. Show all posts

Saturday, January 1, 2011

New Traditions: American Pancakes

It's that time for the dreaded question. You're aching from too much champagne, manic sprinkler dancing and looking at the bank account now will just create instant depression. It's a horrendous time to ask about New Year's resolutions when inspiration is low. Which is exactly why, instead of fighting the guilt and taking on a resolution I'd never keep, I decided to turn this predicament on its head. Make no mistake, I'm not a huge resolutions person, I just had some inspiration.

The pancake is a humble but much loved thing worldwide. The simple combination of flour, milk and eggs has been permuted endlessly to create perfect vehicles for both sweet and savoury fillings alike. I chose the American pancake as a new tradition for our little household as the first treat on New Year's day, and marvelled at myself for not stuffing it up!

Follow James "Saturday Kitchen Sex God" Martin's recipe here, and you too can achieve fluff-tastic nirvana:


When I scan recipes and see that they require some egg white whisking, I'm often disheartened as I don't own an electric whisk (the shame!). However, I was not put off this time and successfully hand-whisked those whites with our trusty balloon whisk, yeeha! I'm positive this added to the rise and puffiness of these babies.


I went with the classic all-American bacon and maple syrup combo for a filling, smell those beauties as they fry!


And flip! Textbook pancake brown-ness, if I do say so myself.


You can add a spot of blueberry if you so feel, creating a squidgy blast of fruit.


The boy also felt dutifully inspired and whipped up a delectable berry smoothie. And now for some pancake porn...



Pile those gorgeous cakes high, inter-pile with bacon and drizzle with maple syrup. Sit back (but not for long) and fall in love. 


Why American pancakes? I adore these, and find it hard to get a good version this side of the the pond when eating out. I am hankering for a real good American breakfast in London, so if you do know of any, holla at me please! I thought it also more practical and perennial to have traditions to occasions, involving things I love, which I've never done before. I've also decided that for 2011, Hungry Female can review recipes as well as restaurants. Cheers to new traditions, and trying new things for 2011!

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Giant Robot

Have I told you there is a little tapas trend going on here in London? Not just the regular stuff though, tapas that has morphed past just little plates of fried potatoes, integrates and introduces different cuisines and reflects how Londoners have changed in their approach to food. It's now much more acceptable to share food, and welcome in the communal fun. Unlike the days when everyone used to order their own and be dying inside with food envy or begrudge someone else for asking if they could try the dish you raved on about. London has embraced family style sharing with pizazz!

London is also unafraid of fusing the previously unfused, re-wrapping in hip packaging. Giant Robot in media-loving hangout Clerkenwell is one such example of this new gastro iteration. Enter the former location of Match bar, it has New York kitch-y retro semi-diner decor. They hadn't put up a cocktail menu when we visited, so offered to make-up any cocktail on request. I think this is a nice touch bars are beginning to do more of.


Notice the funky space-age ceiling!


At first glance it's Italian food served tapas style (sound familiar?). Then upon closer inspection, it's American Italian food served tapas style. Ooohhh, the Hungry Female gets excited with these little discoveries. The hint was in the meatballs and the Baked Alaska dessert. Baked Alaska! I believe these were very respectable in the Eighties. 


The menu resembles one you'd get in a diner. There are Small and Big versions of certain dishes in case you want to behave or super-size it.


First up, a selection of Crostini: basically various roasted vegetables arranged rustically over crostini bread. They were like little kisses from the mediterranean. Some had bits of rocket (or arugula if you were from Nu Yawk) for a peppery kick.


Walnut, Roquefort and Chicory Salad: Yummy, classic and with the perfect vinegary tang. These wonderful ingredients must come from Smithfield's market.


King Prawns: I struggled to get my head around this dish. No complaints what-so-ever with the taste - they were meaty, juicy, garlicky and finger licking fabulous. But at £14.90 a plate they are effectively a fiver each! The thrifty Asian in me perked up it's head as I dipped the prawn back in it's juices and finished it off. Nice, but extravagant.


Butternut Squash Tortellini with Broccoli, Artichoke and Parmesan Shavings: All those words hit my marketing buttons on the head. One of my favourite dishes, I'm a complete sucker for dumpling shaped objects. The butternut squash filling had nuttiness and a hint of nutmeg, and was so aromatic amongst the vegetables.


Giant sausage, served with pancetta, lentils and green pesto: an awesome dish. The sausage was rather German in it's density and powerful, heavy meatiness. I was reminded very much of Mark Hix's Wild Boar Bacon in the uber pancetta beneath. Another favourite dish.



A selection of Beef, Pork and Chicken meatballs: these were really fun, and came with a choice of sauces. We chose spicy tomato for the Beef and Pork and Cream, Parmesan and Truffle Oil for the Chicken. This was tomato sauce you could dip anything into and the meatballs were the proper homemade ones. I wasn't entirely convinced by the white sauce though, I didn't get my usually heady hit of truffle?!


Mackerel with Samphire: I'd been wanting to try Samphire for ages and finally have! They call it Poor Man's Asparagus which is an apt description, and coming from the sea-bed it's inherent saltiness pairs well with fish. Again served with loads of garlic, the samphire lent texture and crunch to the oily mackerel. The dish is usually Sardines, but apparently they couldn't get them that day.


Finocchiona with Rye Bread: With a name like Pinocchio's lost sister, it's one that sparks conversation. A salami style meat, served with pecorino and has a real pepper hit. Has a lovely oily glaze and goes so well with the nutty rye.



Baked Alaska: *drum roll please*! The show stealer, the grand finale, the winner of the food beauty parade! Everyone loves a bit of theatre at the dinner table. Legend has it that Delmonico's restaurant in New York's financial district was the birthplace of this flamboyant delight. Giant Robot's version is nicely updated with a fruity panetone base, and orange liqueur as perhaps a nod to its Italian inspiration. I love how much attention it gets as alcohol is poured over and it flames in bright blue. Delicious. It's light, a mixture of varying softnesses, and creates the perfect crusty case when the meringue on top has burnt off.

A real must try! It's great when places don't take themselves seriously and still put in every effort into food and service. Our waiters were extremely helpful and knowledgeable about the dishes, just chilled out happy people. There are several dishes which aren't bang for your buck, though on the whole it's not bad value for money. Given that we had 3 cocktails, 1 excellent bottle of Montepulciano, 11 dishes and lots of entertainment, I won't yet complain at £40 a head for 3 people. Hurray for global tapas!

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