[Photos] Voltaire @ Boston Arms Music Room, Tufnell park, 2013 05 04
26 May 2013 12:47 amGallery links:
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Don’t let the “vegan” in the title turn you off because these savory scones are mighty tasty, thanks to some caramelized onions and powdered shiitake mushrooms in the dough. Head over to PBS Food this week to check out my secrets for making a dairy-free scone that’s moist and fluffy on the inside and crisp on the outside.
You may recall that last summer, I was very lucky to collaborate with the very sweet Karen Mordechai from Sunday Suppers to teach a food styling and photography workshop and lead one of her successful suppers in her fabulous loft in Brooklyn.
Her studio space is gorgeous!
I am very pleased to announce that I will be teaching a two-day food styling and photography workshop at Sunday Suppers again the weekend of September 7th and 8th, 2013.
Our theme will be the celebration of the end of summer with a picnic.
Tickets cost US$850 each, and will be going on sale on Tuesday May 28th at 12 noon EST. They will be available at this link here.
This two-day workshop includes:
+ A trip to the Farmer’s Market and a lesson on sourcing and choosing produce
+ An afternoon of Cooking, Styling + Photography with me
+ Lunch and Supplies
+ Picnic Prep and Cooking Lesson
+ An intimate picnic in the park with me and the Sunday Suppers crew.
The workshop will take place in Karen’s gorgeous 1500-square foot daylight studio in Brooklyn.
I hope you’ll come. Karen’s space is a stunning one to experience for any aspired food stylist and photographer.
You can find below pictures from last year kindly taken by Karen herself.
GET OUT!
No, really, I mean, get out!
Not as in get out because I don’t like you but more like let’s go outside.
So, last year we bought a little house. An adorable, well-loved house. And in the past 9 months we’ve turned the house into a home, complete with a brand new interior and a color treatment that makes me weep tears of joy. I mean that literally. Take a quick look.
It’s not my intention to keep any of this a secret because a) I’m a blabbermouth and b) I love our home and its interior design thanks to the amazing Christian May. But acknowledging how we all like to look at interiors these days (“Before/After”, “The Big Reveal”, “Move! That! Bus!”), I’m choosing to hold off just a bit before sharing it with the world. If you’ve been over then you’ve seen it taking shape, slowly but surely. And if you haven’t, well, check back shortly because we’ll be ready to share it with the world soon enough. Maybe here, maybe somewhere else. Who knows
Oh, but back to that Get Outside bit.
Ever since moving to California 17 years ago, I realized one thing: I am happiest outside. Bright sun, cool air (and sometimes not-so-cool and yes, smoggy) and views of the Pacific on one side and mountains on the other have fueled me and made me a very happy man. And I made a promise to myself when I first got to this Golden State: set up shop, make a home, and entertain with abandon. While a few of those things have come true over the years, we’re only now realizing that last part with the actual dream of being homeowners who just happen to want to throw a party in the backyard every now and then. And a few months ago we began the process of turning our yard into something magical, a place where friends can stop by for beer and cocktails, enjoy a bbq or a pizza from the wood-fired oven, take a quick dip in a little pool and sit around next to a fire, wrapped in a blanket under the stars and talk about things until wee hours of the morning. Or until Adam tells me to get to bed and makes everyone leave. Or stay. Whatever.
In a nutshell, I’ve dreamed of turning this…
Into this.
And while the firepit with its seating is complete, there’s still quite a bit of construction left to be done. In the next few weeks I’ll be documenting the process, sharing images and progress, and eventually uploading the quicktime movie I’ve made of the entire project (from demolition to completion because yes, the camera tech geek in me couldn’t resist).
I also must perfect pizza doughs and learn to cook in a wood-fired oven and I’m sure there will be plenty of mistakes. Maybe I’ll document those too (if I don’t eat them first!)
But lastly, I want to say one thing. A huge part of me never wanted to take this leap of faith (and part with the hard earned cash) to make something like this come true. In a way I never thought it was possible or that I should do it, for whatever messed up reason. Deep down inside I still feel like a modest kind of guy. But in light of realizing that so much in this world can disappear in an instant and that life is meant to be lived and shared with others, well, I’m just going to stop analyzing it all and just be. And I hope you’ll be there with me to come over and eat.
So let’s get out, shall we?
Looking down on this colourful bunch of carrots I picked up during my last market stroll, while munching on a big bag of French fries drowned in mayonnaise and peanut sauce, I still had no idea where this recipe would take me. I had a vague plan. Oh yes, I did: I was going to turn them into something with a slight Indonesian twist: sweet, fragrant and flavourful, yet still...
Burger binge! Not that I could ever tire of my comeback burger, but the last thing I need is to get stuck in a burger rut now that June’s around the corner. So I came up with this baby. Here’s what happens when you turn my Jamaican jerk chicken into a Jamaican-style chicken burger. It packs a delicious punch. I toned down the heat making it a bit more family...
If I’m going to eat something called blueberry pancakes, I want a sweet indigo marble to burst into a pool of tart flavor with every bite. Sadly, most pancakes I’ve come across that proudly proclaim their contents, are a far cry from the berry spangled pancake of my dreams. Devoid of flavor and with giant hollows carved out by flaccid watery berries that interfere more than enhance. Boxed mixes are in some ways worse, with an over-the-top “blueberry” flavor that reminds me of the Hubba Bubba bubblegum I used to chew as a kid.
My solution is to use wild blueberries. They tend to be much smaller than the commercial variety found in supermarkets and unlike their watery over-sized counterparts, they actually taste like blueberries. Fresh wild blueberries are only available in mid to late summer, in areas where they grow, but thankfully, most upscale grocery stores (like Whole Foods) sell frozen wild blueberries. This means you can always have them on hand for those times when you wake up with a serious craving for blueberry pancakes.
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(For some California local definition of 'morning'!)
About 30 minutes ago one of our databases (sb-db03) locked up and stopped serving traffic. This was an active database, so the site quickly stopped when it could no longer serve requests. Alas.
I have failed us over to a backup database and now everything should be working again.
I'm not sure yet what happened to db03, but am currently investigating and will update this post if I come up with a root cause for the problem. Edit: It's back up and doesn't have any visible problems. Disks are fine, data's intact, etc. The graphs and logs show nothing. We'll have to keep an eye on it and see if it manifests further issues.
Sorry for the trouble, please let me know if you still see any problems!