Monthly Archives: August 2010

The L O V E show…

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Eating is a sensual pleasure which starts when we are no more than a roaring digestive system needing oceans of warm milk to fill our hungry void. As adults we still remember our beginnings. We talk about food when we talk about L O V E.
“YOU’RE DELICIOUS” “I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I COULD EAT YOU” (and sometimes we proceed to prove it.) Did you know that not long ago a sexy woman was called a tomato? A girl can be known as a chick, even the heart is sweet and we call our sweethearts food-love names like ‘Honey’ ‘Sweety Pie’ or if you’re very unlucky… ‘Lamb Chop’. Breasts are melons (or in some cases raisins… or even fried eggs!) lips are like strawberries, LOVE is intoxicating, it’s delectable and delicious!

“If you don’t like my peaches” says the blues lyric “then don’t shake my tree.” “It must be jelly” sings another “cause jam don’t shake like that” and the stoned Stones sang about some “brown sugar”.

AJ Lieling described Lilian Russell, a lucious woman from a time when more was better (she weighed over 200 pounds) as – “A butterscotch sundae of a woman, as beautiful as a tulip of beer with a high white collar”

Lillian Russell... before one too many tulips of beer....?


LOVE has it’s seasons. There is a time for laughter and a time for absentmindedness. There is the need to say the others name out loud, to give LOVE ‘presence’ by speaking it’s magic word. There is a moment for first sharing the same spoon and there’s also a time for discovering shared memories of food. What JOY! Obviously they were predestined to find each other, two souls in this whirling world whose passion remains hokey pokey ice cream with caramel sauce… (ok, ok, so that’s MY favorite)

Hokey-Pokey from the land of the long white icecream

 

In a world where sophistication can be measured by what books one keeps in their bathroom or the brand of water that is sipped with lunch, lovers bring the greatest innocence to the discovery that they share the same lusts – not only for each other, but also for food.

WEDDING CAKES

 Wedding cakes go far back in the history of celebrations. Wheat has always been a symbol of LOVE and fertility (bummer for all those ceoliacs out there) and one reason that special bread or cake and not a special meatloaf has been central to our wedding rituals, at least since the Greeks and Romans.
 

Greek brides baked cakes to give to their grooms. Later roman couples offered wheat cakes to Jupiter. The priest who served the God, burned the cake over a flame and this sacrifice symbolized that the woman was now under the jurisdiction and protection of her husband (old skool jargon) it also demonstrated that the marriage was both legal and sacred.

At Roman weddings the bride carried wheat as a good luck charm. At medieval weddings grains of wheat were thrown at the happy couple with exactly the same wishes – Luck, LOVE and fertility – as today’s rice and confetti.

So we’ve gone from chucking bread rolls at the happy couple to the ‘coeliac friendly’ version of gluten free rice or recycled paper confetti (how very modern)

The Anglo Saxons went one better and crumbled small cakes (bread or oatcakes) over the brides head to foretell fertility to follow (or to disguise a bad case of dandruff on that special day).

Romans eventually took to making their flour and water wedding cakes a little easier to swallow and there became less wastage and more eating (now that’s what i like to hear!) Spices and flavourings were added and before long the cakes were topped with white sugar and bitter almonds, chosen to represent the pleasures and pains that would inevitably follow.

Today the wedding cake is resplendent. It’s fragrant heart is sometimes covered in swirls of white icing, on top are tiny replicas of the bride and groom or more modestly a bed of flowers or some other such creation. It is, to the last crumb, a delicious physiological symbol.

FOOD IS LOVING, COOKING IS FOREPLAY AND EATING IS MAKING LOVE.

Poem…

“Honeysuckle Rose” by Fats Waller and Andy Razaf

I don’t buy sugar
You just have to touch my cup

You’re my sugar

 It’s sweet when you stir it up
When I’m taking sips from your tasty lips
Then the honey fairly drips
You’re confection, goodness knows

Honeysuckle Rose

bellysisters at the farmers market

hi, if you’d like to chat to a live bellysister, sister T will be collecting subscriptions with a lot of other bayfmrs at tomorrow’s Byron Bay farmers market  – you can have a live fresh report with each subscription (not singing the watermelon song though).  And sister Rasela is  there talking good rrrraw foods.  Other bayfmrs will be at most of the local weekend markets and farmers markets until the end of the month.

So get thee to a market, bellysister!

16 August 2010 – e-books,love and polenta

A pretty crazy show on day one of our major subscriber drive aka radiothon.  Sister T was answering phones for the previous show, Andrew Davie’s luscious Lighthouse Lounge, chatting up subscribers, and she ain’t a morning girl (why do you think we’re sponsored by a coffee company?)  Sister B had been to the gim for the first time in a loooong time and looked like she had been run over by a cement mixer.  And our lovely guest, presenter Karin Kolbe from Bayfm’s ‘the spin cycle’, is learning to surf.

She had all the glory ot standing up and all the pain of a solid fall in a few short seconds, and turned up full of painkillers.  But also full of beans, great info on her and TOOT’s (Train on our Tracks) campaign to bring back train transport, which would also make our food more sustainable.  And on where e-publishing,  is going, as she is a publisher and ‘internetty person’.  We look forwards ot electronic cookbooks with a stack of extra features as soon as publishers and authors get more creative.  And she shared her favourite, tried and tested cake recipe, from a tattered exercise book – with alphabetical tabs though, obviously an organised woman.

POLENTA AND YOGHURT CAKE

Ingredients :

300 g. plain yoghurt

100 g. polenta

grated rind of 1 orange

125 g. softened,chopped unsalted butter

220 g. caster sugar

3 eggs

200 g. self raising flour

½ tsp bicarbonate of soda

85 g. chopped raisins

80 g pine nuts [or try macadamias in our area – n.d.sr.T]

citrus syrup :

1 lemon and 1 orange (preferably organic)

200 g. caster sugar

30 mL Cointreau (more is more, says Karin)

and cream to serve!

KK says that this cake is magic because first off you put the yoghurt and polenta and grated rind together to chat for an hour in a bowl.

Heat oven to 180C.

Toast nuts well in a little olive oil in a pan on low heat, it makes them come alive, but careful not to let them burn.

Cream butter and sugar until light and fluffy, then add the eggs one at a time, beating well. Sift together the flour and bicarbonate and fold gently into the butter mixture. Toss the raisins in a tbs of flour. Add yoghurt/polenta mix to batter, fold in nuts and raisins.

Butter and flour a 2 litre/21 cm kugelhopf (holey) cake mould. Pour in cake batter and cook 30-45 minutes, until a skewer comes out clean.

While the cake cooks, make the citrus syrup.

Make small threads of zest from the orange and lemon and juice them. Put all ingredients except Cointreau in a saucepan, bring to the boil, lower heat and reduce volume by half. Turn off heat and add Cointreau.

To assemble, turn cake onto a rack for 10 minutes, then slide onto a plate and and pour hot syrup on top. Serve with cream.

Don't you love those spattered old recipe collections? Instead of star ratings they have spatter & scribble ratings


WHAT’S ON

for farmer’s and weekend markets please go to our markets page, but here’s a couple of other local events:

Organic farm share meetings – remember the people from herdshare, who were in the news a while ago with their scheme to own a bit of a cow so you can have your own organic, maybe even raw, milk – now calling themselves farm share

info meetings

NORTHERN NSW

Murwillumbah – Mon Aug 16, 7pm to 8:30pm

South Golden Beach – Fri Aug 20, 1pm to 2:30pm

Broken Head – Fri Aug 20, 6pm to 7:30pm

more info on website – http://organicfarmshare.com

BARISTA COURSE
TUESDAY 17th OF AUGUST
4.00PM TO 7.00PM
$75
call the Byron Youth Service – 6685 7777

Thanks again to everyone who subscribed to Bayfm today – we are getting together a few tasty bits and pieces for a post radiothon draw for belly supporters, and anyone listening on the first show after radiothon.  Also while you call in, tell the volunteer answering the phone if you’d like to go on the belly listeners page that we are assembling, leave an email address and the sisters will get in touch.

To go in the big prize draw you need to call (02) 6680 7999 by the morning of 29 August 2010.

Details on bayfm site.


LOVE FOOD

whole and split nutmeg

In honour of the ‘love your radio’ fortnight we are talking love foods for 2 weeks – keeping it seasonal for the Australian winter, unlike the summery Valentine Day recipes – and we wanted to change a bit from the constant oysters, strawberries and chocolate that our lovers serve us up.  Did you know you can make sexy pumpkin soup?   Just add freshly grated nutmeg at the beginning of cooking.  Nutmeg was considered an aphrodisiac by the Arabs and the Chinese.  Apparently you can also rub nutmeg oil on the genitals to ‘excite sexual passion’, but you might just give yourself a nasty rash.  I put a few drops of mace (the covering of the nutmeg ) essential oil in the bath a few years ago and had to get out very quickly.


Byron Bay writers festival report, flatmates, Rob’s olives

A new bellysister joined Sister Tess for this belly show, the lovely Sister Robert.  Sister Rob came to Byron from Sydney for the 2010 Byron Writers Festival.  He went to several foodie events at the Festival, including a workshop by Vietnamese Australian chef Luke Nguyen and local writer Victoria Cosford’s launch of her first book, “Amore and Amaretti”.  As well as several non-food related events, just for balance.  Sisters T and R agree that the foodies were by far the most charming and best behaved people at the Writers Festival.  Victoria’s launch was packed and very lively, there were tears, wine and delicious food, and a heartfelt introduction by Joanna Savill. Joanna and Victoria studied Italian together in Canberra, and Joanna  first invited Victoria to join her in Bologna (and then tried unsuccessfully to stop Victoria from smiling back at the hordes of men who followed her around).  Victoria read delicious extracts from her book, we played a snippet from her visit to Enoteca Pinchiorri in Florence.  The audience was in pain, you could hear the sighs.  Luke Nguyen is a very charming man.  One chairperson’s researcher summed him up as “cook, Vietnam, good guy”.

In contrast, Brett Eason Ellis decided to be a very naughty boy at his first ever writers festival.  Ramona Koval from the ABC reminded us that she has 3 grandkids and she doesn’t believe in letting naughty boys play too many silly games.  It sounds like he was just after the Australian holiday.  And Gretel Pinniger aka Madam Lash made photographers happy by pretending to burn her biography, and looking ready to eat her biographer – not in a good way.  And various panellists were talking as usual about climate change, population and other environmental concerns, sounding desperate enough in the leadup to this Australian federal election to incite revolution. Or “a social tipping point”.  Or at least a vote for the Greens, or anyone game enough to whisper that we need to change from a growth model to a steady state one.  Look it up, to some of us belly sisters it sounds like the last chance to stop the veggie patch from going underwater.  Meantime, the sun shone on the whole festival and it was easy to revel in the beauty of the North Beach site and all the wonderful brain food.  There were even a few more panellists discussing their topics rather than just plugging their books, or we were just lucky to pick panels with good chairpeople.
Meantime, back in the kitchen, Luke’s cooking workshop was very interesting and hands on. It was great to find out that we can get most of the ingredients for Vietnamese food locally.  And who knew that soft shell crab is available frozen at the fish shop?  A few good tips :

Use a dusting of potato starch for deep frying for a light crunchy texture
Use a chopstick to check oil temperature (lots of bubbles=hot)
Less is more – food will keep cooking after you take it out
Buy the best, light, first press fish sauce you can find
Rice paper rolls – don’t leave them in water to soften, just a quick dip is enough
Don’t overfill
And – lots of herbs is barely enough!

Sister Rob did our first ever cookbook review, of Luke’s “The songs of Sapa”, even after hearing local writer Alan Close take to task reviewer Rosemarie Sorensen for a negative review 19 years ago!  Rob says he sometimes forgets to actually read recipe books rather than just focus on the recipes,
·    Luke’s book also offers insights into Vietnamese culture e.g his father’s story from fighting in the war.
·    The recipes are good although some ingredients may be hard to find.

Some of Luke Nguyen’s recipes are online, see here

Sister Tess did an interview with Luke and his partner/photographer, Susanna Boyd, and recorded several sessions of the festival, so listen up to belly for more – and remember our major subscriber drive/radiothon is starting, subscribe online here.  Most of us bring you great radio for free, but the gear and rent have to be paid, so please help if you can.  You can even nominate your favourite show (hint?)

Sister Rob was lucky enough to have a mother who was a skilful and enthusiastic cook.  He was asked to bring his favourite cookbook on belly, and he turned up with a very well used (trashed!)
scrapbook of recipes, the oldest were handwritten 70s gems from his mum (aww).  Like many of us, Sisters T and R both discovered that not everybody knows what good food tastes like, let alone how it is made, when they had…..(horror music)…. flatmates!   A chance to share war stories : Rob’s most memorable was hearing a squeak, opening the crumb tray under the toaster and finding a dead mouse.  Sister T’s was the special occasion roast chook a flatmete splurged on – but she didn’t know that you take the chicken out of the plastic bag before you put it in the oven.  We’d love to share your best stories on air if you comment on this post, or email us
belly@belly.net.au

Rob also made the best ever pickled olives – yes starting from raw olives – get in touch if you know where to get some in the Northern Rivers.

SISTER ROBERT’S HOME PICKLED OLIVES

On a recent visit to sister R, sister T had the pleasure of tasting the best home pickled olives ever.  Sister R has helped friends harvest olives both out in the country and in central Sydney, of all places, so he’s learned how to get them from bitter little fruits to delicious, long lasting snacks.  This is a traditional home skill of Australians of Mediterranean descent, but somehow very Anglo sister Rob does a better job!  He also focused on methods that use the mildest possible ingredients to remove the olive bitterness.  And if you want to just remove excessive saltyness from shop-bought olives, or just improve their taste and keep them longer, jump straight to the oil steps.

“Well there are many, many methods for pickling olives but here I give the two methods that have worked well for me loosely based on my friend Paul’s [see buthkuddeh link below] method:


Method 1
– Good for green and for black firm olives

1.2. Give each olive a small slit with a sharp knife or bash with the bottom of a bottle to break the skin only
2. Soak olives in plain water changing the water fully each day.  You need to do this long enough for the strong acid flavour to leach out. Taste an olive and see how bitter it is. Think about an olive you have liked and what degree of bitterness or otherwise it had. When the olives taste ok move to the next stage.
3.  Prepare brine solution by placing a fresh egg into a bucket with water and keep adding salt and stirring it in slowly until the egg floats to the surface and shows a circle of shell about the size of a five cent coin.
4. Soak the olives in the brine until the olives taste salty enough for you. Don’t change the brine solution until you are happy with the level of saltiness of the olive. Give the olives a bit of a tumble each day.  Do not forget them in the brine otherwise they will undergo cellular collapse and go soft.
5. When they are ready for bottling, drain them and wash them to get excess brine off.
6. Sterilise some old bottles or preserving jars. Pop the olives in. As you do you can add whatever flavourings you like – thinly sliced garlic is always welcome, as is crushed dried oregano, or a split red chilli, , Sage and thyme go well, peppercorns too.   Fill the jar with a good quality olive oil. Don’t fill it with brine like I did once as the olives will have that cellular collapse you don’t want. Leave them in the pickling oil for at least 3 -4 weeks before eating.

Method 2 – To end up with dry salted black olives only

1.Again, start with nice firm olives, but make these ones also nice and plump.
2. Get a white plastic bucket with tight fitting lid and make holes in the bottom and the lid.
3. Put a layer of salt on the bottom of the box.  Toss the olives on top – don’t slit them.  Cover with another thick layer of salt and repeat the process.
6.Leave untouched for three or four days. Then, each day, mix the olives and salt together by turning the bucket over.
7. What should happen is that the salt will get wetter and go a nice mauve colour as it drains the moisture out of the olive.
8. As the moisture drains out, and put some new salt in and mix it with the olives.
9. When the olives have shriveled up and are nice and salty (check those olives!), take them out of the salt, wash them, dry them and store them in an airtight container in a little oil just coating the olives. You can at this stage put in some finely chopped garlic, crushed oregano, and maybe some chili flakes.
Websites for further research:
www.buthkuddeh.com.au (look for ‘olives’ under recipe link)
www.sbs.com.au/food (search on olives and Steve Manfredi)
www.abc.net.au (Gardening Australia factsheet on olives)

EDIBLE QUOTE

Today’s came from Luke Nguyen’s cookbook  The Songs of Sapa, which has lots of traditional Vietnames sayings and their meanings scattered among the recipes.

When drinking water, remember where it flowed from; when eating fruit, remember who planted the tree.

In life, always be thankful for how you got there, and remember who helped you get there.