Haute cuisine
bitterbal snack innovation
March 23, 2008
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From golden-brown to white, spinach-gorgonzola, mango-mirin and thai coconut bitterballs
From the original creator of Amsterdam’s Supperclub (the real one, not the other one), Chef Thor is now ready to debut his latest collection of bitterballs. The bitterbal is a ‘traditional’ Dutch drinking snack, a round, deep-fried croquette filled with molten lava. The national joke is that each time you eat a portion of bitterballs you will burn and blister your tongue. In terms of national jokes I do prefer masochistic snacks to ignorant politicians with absurd notions about national identity, although lately we seem to be multi-tasking pretty well.
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Molten spinach gorgonzola lava
Chef Thor’s ‘love bites’ come in a collection of three different flavour combinations; spinach-gorgonzola, sweet teriyaki mango, and thai coconut curry with curry with peas. Voss has spent the past year developing the recipe in conjunction with Dutch bitterbal snack company, van Dobbe.
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The unsurpassable Croqueta d’Amor, 7 flavours
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Get ’em all
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Purim power
March 22, 2008
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Converting to citrus power for your electrical needs is one possible solution for a bumper crop of lemons
Staring a post-Purim citrus surplus in the face, my family goes out and cuts some rug. Yesterday’s email from home, making me homesick for a raucous Purim and for Meyer lemons…
We also danced to the rockin’ tunes of Rebbe Yosh’s band, ‘The Dimpled Foreskin’. Your Auntie Sheba and I, and then your Mom and I cut some serious rug. Mom also does a mean “hand jive” to the tune…”Hand Jive”. Hey, it was Purim.
On another note, I filled TWO large grocery bags with Meyer lemons, and one bag with with Bears limes. And, there are still oranges out the woz (where is that?) with a large bag full on the kitchen counter. The oranges are the best we’ve ever had… juicy and sweet.
Love,
Dad and Mom reading in bed…
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Cover up
March 18, 2008
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This is an image of my neighbour’s field after he managed to scrape off every smidgeon of organic material. The word ‘Dust Bowl’ comes to mind.
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Same windy day, one field over, my little allotment is the picture of extra-crunchy soil health. Even though it’s looking pretty bare compared to last year, I couldn’t be more smug.
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Competitive soil-fertility much?
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