Monthly Archives: March, 2009

Creme Brulee Fudge: A Tale of Three Fudges

How much do I love thee reader? A lot apparently, making 3 batches of fudge, in order to find a good, reliable recipe that anyone, anytime could produce. After writing about the delicious Crème Brûlée fudge we had in Arrowtown, New Zealand, I had readers asking for a recipe and I was also curious to have some for myself. What I didn’t realise is that the sugary stuff is more temperamental than a macaron. I think I’m a moderately skilled cook but when my first two batches failed I started to get despondent, then angry. I’m sure that alongside 7 stages of grief, there are 7 stages to fudge failure and I can really understand why the word “Fudge!!” is uttered as an expletive to some. Apparently, the weather can affect fudge making and canny experienced fudge makers will not bother to make it if the weather is humid or rainy. And even then there’s no guarantee that it will work. And I am living proof. I even bought myself a sugar thermometer to aid me in my pursuit of Creme Brulee fudge.

“Patience dear” is an oft repeated phrase around me. I am the most impatient person that I know. For me, it has to happen right now, then then and right there. I often have the Veruca Salt song “I Want It Now” ringing in my ears. One thing that forces patience on me is fudge making. Waiting until all of the sugar has dissolved on a low heat to stirring it constantly instead of running off to check your computer, the waiting for the soft ball stage to materialise-all things that requires a measure of patience that I don’t seem to have.

1st lot, delicious but unset

Like Goldilocks (or should I call myself Ravenlocks?), my first batch wasn’t right. With orders to test for soft ball using iced water (which I did, much like when I did it for the marshmallow) and orders to beat it straight away from Nigella the whole thing turned out grainy due to the partial crystallisation of the sugar when I stirred it during the crucial cooling process and it didn’t set properly due to the humid weather although I have to admit, flavour-wise, it tasted great.

My second lot once I bought the sugar thermometer was creamier, due to waiting for the temperature to drop to 40C which took 1.5 hours. It also didn’t set. And I know people will say that it’s because I didn’t reach the soft ball stage but I disagree, I did as I watched the thermometer like a hawk. This fudge however was gorgeously creamy and ungrainy so had it set, it would have been perfection.

Gathering myself together I came across a food proof, weather proof and method proof recipe for fudge which involved using marshmallows. It’s easier and quicker and miraculously set pretty much straight away, Even better was that it had a gorgeous creaminess. Flavour-wise I do think I preferred the first two but only by a small amount. The relative ease and reliability of this recipe means that it’s the winner for me.

I’ve also given you the recipe for the other two fudges should you wish to try them. Perhaps given the right weather where you are and a certain planetary alignment and your astrological moon in the correct position, it may set for you (just consider yourself warned ;) ). In any case, bruleeing the stuff is easy, in fact I don’t know why it isn’t done more often. Just sprinkle with a little sugar (fudge contains enough of the stuff anyway so only a bit is needed) and blowtorch to you heart’s content, being careful not to set the paper or oiled foil on fire. It’s not exactly like the Remarkable Sweet Shop stuff in Arrowtown, New Zealand but it’s fabulously good and will win friends and influence people.

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Milford Sound & Vesta Cafe, New Zealand

Breakfast buffet spread

Starting off the day early at 6am, I am reassured that my early rise is worth it for 2 reasons: A buffet breakfast waiting for us downstairs at the Crowne Plaza Queenstown as well as a tour of Milford Sound. It’s early, and since my stomach is still on Sydney time, it thinks it’s 4am. And considering food doesn’t touch my stomach until about 10 or 11am it’s a shock. But my eyes and brain takes over at the sight of the food. I love hotel bacon, it seems to always be reliably good and I always find room for some creamy scrambled eggs. What has me in raptures (aside from the Kiwifruit juice, like a delicious Kiwi flavoured nectar) are the cherries. Otago (the region in which Queenstown lies) is said to produce some of the world’s best cherries, along with Pinot Noir. Biting into a sweet, meaty cherry I succumb to pleasure and my stomach kicks in. Yes it approves of these cherries at 4am.

Milford Sound was one of those places that everyone, and I mean everyone recommended that we see. A much lauded and visited site (over half a million visitors a year), Rudyard Kipling called it the “Eighth Wonder of the World”. The fjord is a vast area of mountains shaped over the many years by glaciers and the best way to see its spectacular beauty was by a cruise. When we first contemplated doing it, we had intended to drive there as we had rented a car but the early hour start (we’d have to leave at 6.30am) and my husband’s tiredness convinced us otherwise so we booked with Mitre Peak cruises. Our guide Jessie is a friendly  and professional guide and the coach picks us up at 6.30am outside the hotel. It’s still dark and remains so until after 7.15am. Yes we are very glad we didn’t drive. One thing that we are told is that the main hazard driving in New Zealand is the spectacular view and that people get in accidents when they take their eyes off the road and gaze at the view. We’re booked to fly back with the Scenic Plane company provided weather permits. After all, Milford Sound is also known as the wettest inhabited place in New Zealand.

The scenery along the way

Little waterfalls on cliff faces

The coach drives through little townships and makes it way to Te Anau, the seaside town on the way to Milford Sound. We learn all about NZ from Jessie on the way. Things such as they have as many sheep as Australia has people (20 million) but New Zealand only has 4 million people which makes it 5 sheep per person. The North Island is more populated with 3 million of the population while the South island has 1 million. And for some unknown reason NZ is devoid of all poisonous creatures. There are no snakes or poisonous spiders or anything likely to kill you while Australia, well let’s just say we have plenty. How they managed it I have no idea. He tells us all about Maori legends, some Maori words and the importance of Maori culture to New Zealanders and the Waitangi treaty that established a relationship between the Maoris and European settlers. We have to admit it’s much more enjoyable to travel like this in the comfort of a coach with some great commentary than the drive yourself to Milford Sound, especially given the very winding roads and time spent driving.

Cheese and onion sandwich

Afghan cookie

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Curry Pineapple Banana Bread

With so many gorgeous Banana Breads to choose from my Banana bread Bake Off, I have no shortage of great recipes. One of them that caught my eye was Catherine from Clever Monkey Studio who made a Siamese Loaf aka a Curry Pineapple Banana Bread. It was fortuitous that I had a small amount of pineapple left, which was exactly the amount I needed to make this intriguing bread with the rest of the items already in my pantry with bananas being plentiful and inexpensive at the moment.

Another advantage to this is how gorgeously easy it is. Look at the method below and be delighted. There’s nothing more to it that some mixing. I don’t often push recipes on people but I do push this one only because I know that you might be weirded out by the addition of curry powder in a banana bread. But you will be duly rewarded with this unusual but gorgeous loaf.

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Taste of Sydney Festival, Centennial Park

Years and years ago I’d be excited at meeting a pop star or a rock star. For when I was a teenager I realised every teenage girl’s (at the time) dream and met the Norwegian band A-ha when they visited Sydney-please tell me that you remember them. I even managed to get an autograph and a photo but for reasons of 80′s hair and fashion crime, I shall refrain from posting it here. Nowadays the sighting of a chef excites me. And tonight when we’re visiting the Taste of Sydney festival, I’m feeling a culinary version of A-ha-mania.

The Taste of Sydney festival was an event we’d been looking forward to for a while, not only spurred on because of the preview that we got of the fabulous food we’d be having. Held at Centennial Park it was billed as a bit of a food market a la Castle Hill’s Food Affare and a bit of a food festival a la the SMH Good Food Fair. We were being joined by Christie and her husband Dillon tonight and trying to fill our hungry tummies with some of the best food Sydney’s chefs had to offer.

Who do we see carrying his wobbly booby pannacotta but George Francisco of Jonah’s. We talk to him about enjoying it at the launch and introduce ourselves. It seems that his friends from the US have found his wobbly sensation on our blogs and emailed him about it. He was talking to the PR company The Mint Partners and they had told him that one of the best things they had done was inviting bloggers to the event and preview. We love that attitude! We also bump into Suze, Helen and Billy.

George Francisco of Jonah’s

Onto the food. While Dillon and Mr NQN menacingly guard the tables (the faux menacing purely as a buffer to the people who wanted our table and a warning, tables are in short supply), Christie and I tag-teamed it to the stalls to buy the food. Forget cavemen bringing home the goods, we modern cavewomen were armed with “crowns”, the currency of choice for the festival. $1 buys you 1 crown with each course being 8-14 crowns each and to eat 3 courses you would want to have about $30 or so crowns and it’s Crowns only at the restaurant stalls. We start with a selection of dishes, different to what we had at the launch so that we could try as much as possible.

Civic Dining: Moussaka of Eggplant, sea scallop and Taramasalata 10 crowns/$10

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Experiment: Shiitake Mushroom Bacon aka Vegan Bacon

My friend Kathy has awesome search powers. She flies through the internet scouring out things like a googling superhero and often brings me interesting things to cook/try. One of the things that she showed me was Shiitake Mushroom Bacon, where you transform the humble and healthy to taste like the delicious but let’s face it unhealthy bacon. I’ve spoken often of my love for bacon. It is what stands between me and vegetarianism and other religions, not that I’m particularly interested in joining any other groups. Another friend Carbon Debit has spoken of the Bacon made out of beef that she has tried in Jordan where the Muslim religion forbids the eating of pork products. I defy anyone to resist the smell of cooking bacon. But of course for vegetarians they must.

I was curious to try it because it sounded like such a crazy idea that it might just work. I sliced the mushrooms and soaked them for 10 minutes while the oven was preheating. I left the smaller stalks on as I thought that this would be fine as they were less than a centimetre long and popped the drained mushrooms in the oven for 8 minutes.  When I took them out, ignoring the fact that they were hot I eagerly tried one. The firs thing that hit me was the smokey flavour followed by the saltiness.

Too thick with stalk on the left, better thickness and crisped up on the right

Was it bacon? Perhaps not exactly but it wasn’t too bad. It’s like the Jessica Seinfeld Spinach and Carrot brownies, it’s pretty good but if you’re a diehard fan expecting the real thing you may be a tad disappointed. The thinner cut pieces got crispier and therefore more bacon like than the rest, certainly the ones with the small stalk end didn’t crisp up enough and just tasted like shiitake mushrooms with soy so I would suggest removing the stalk and cutting each piece about 3-4mms thick so that all of the pieces crisp up nicely. Also I found that after a while they lost their crispness and once they did, they transformed to salty Shiitakes again. I’d also suggest marinating them for a shorter amount of time as the saltiness is quite strong and the mushrooms act like sponges. As for a name? Perhaps I Can’t Believe It’s Not Bacon -of course advertised by Fabio.

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