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Failed Divinity

Sunday, November 16th, 2008

Failed Divinity

The weather has turned colder. The clouds paint the sky a permanent cotton white. Branches of evergreen and shiny red balls decorate the streets and shop windows. Glitter-covered reindeer and Santas abound. Christmas is coming and I have a hankering for divinity.

Perhaps it’s just a tactile association brought on by the crispness of the air and the cool florescent white of a November sun. Or perhaps it’s a smidgeon of homesickness for Mississippi. Whatever has triggered this craving has triggered it bad. So bad that I dug into my secret and well-guarded supply of Karo syrup to try out a recipe I found in James Villas’ The Glory of Southern Cooking.

As seen in the photo above, my attempt to create divinity failed. The taste was yummy, but the texture turned out all wrong. It came out sticky and gooey when it should have become solid, soft and almost powdery. It should have looked more like this photo from the Savannah Sweet’s website.

Divinity from Savannah Sweets

An interesting note about the flavor and ingredients: I noticed the divinity glop tasted like something between nougat and marshmallow. When I did my research to see how nougat and marshmallows are made, I surprisingly found they are all from the exact same ingredients: beaten egg whites, corn syrup / honey, sugar and water. No wonder.

The autopsy report? Apparently, achieving divinity requires patience. Maybe it even requires a better recipe. [Sorry Mr. Villas.] It definitely requires a candy thermometer. I think these are the things that went wrong:

  1. Beating the egg whites first and setting them aside allowed them to return to their liquid state. It would have been better to boil the syrup first and then beat the egg whites later, just before they were needed.
  2. Other recipes for divinity use half as much liquid ingredients: 1/2 cup corn syrup + 1/2 cup of water as opposed to 1 cup corn syrup + 1 cup of water.
  3. There might have been errors when guessing the “string stage” of boiling the sugar syrup. A candy thermometer would have been a much better guage. I was so scared of getting to the caramel point that perhaps I stopped too early allowing the water content of the syrup to remain too high.
  4. Later I read in another recipe you should beat the divinity mixture until it loses its glossy texture. This is the step in which we should have been more patient and had more faith. We probably should have had a stronger mixer, too.

A guilty pleasure and random musing: Matthias and I have been watching the first season of Heroes on DVD. Daniela let us borrow her box set. After spending the morning trying out the divinity recipe, we couldn’t just throw away the batch. We poured it into a tray and put it in the fridge. All day Sunday, we watched Heroes, spooning divinity into our mouths for breakfast, lunch and dinner. The funniest part was looking at the tray one hour after eating from it for breakfast. The parts we had scraped out had been filled in again and it looked like we had never touched it. We couldn’t help but exclaim: “The divinity — it’s like Claire, the cheerleader; it’s self-healing!”

Splenda Sorbet

Saturday, September 6th, 2008

… tastes disgusting.  Blek!  I still can’t get the nasty chemical aftertaste out of my mouth.  My mouth and sinus passages feel numb.

I had no idea a lemon sorbet could be ruined so badly in the substitution of white sugar and corn syrup with 30 packets of Splenda.  What a failure!

Especially after sitting in the garden, grilling chicken rubbed with organic rosemary, olive oil, freshly ground pepper and some Spanish sea salt purchased on my trip to Wiesbaden.  Green beans stir-fryed with garlic and lemon, followed by a small handfull of raspberries, a surprise September harvest in our garden.

I’m going to eat some seedless white grapes imported from Turkey.  Maybe that will help…

Avocado Crostini with Basil-Parsley Pesto

Tuesday, January 15th, 2008

Avocado Crostini with Green Sauce

For dinner, I toasted 2 dozen slices of french baguette into crostini and topped them with a basil-parsley pesto and diced avocado. The avocados were bathed in olive oil and freshly pressed lemon juice to prevent them from browning. The pesto was made from freshly minced garlic, chopped flat leaf Italian parsley, chopped sweet basil, freshly ground sea salt and black pepper, and extra virgin olive oil.

Cranberry-Ginger Relish

Thursday, January 10th, 2008

Cranberry-Ginger Relish (Ingredients)

I found fresh cranberries at Karstadt and couldn’t resist buying them so last night I tried out Martha Stewart’s recipe for Cranberry-Ginger Relish, substituting fructose for white sugar. It turned out delicious!

Ingredients:

  • 1 bag (12 ounces) fresh or frozen cranberries
  • 1 cup sugar
  • 1 tablespoon grated fresh ginger
  • 2 tablespoons sherry vinegar or red-wine vinegar

When all was said and done, it looked like this…

Cranberry-Ginger Relish (Final Product)

Updated February 14, 2008.

Addicted to Sugar

Sunday, November 4th, 2007

Halloween CupcakesIt’s a sad thing to confess, but I am definitely addicted to sugar.I walked to Ralph’s grocery store, less than a block away from Jacqui’s apartment, to get a hot black tea with steamed soy milk. I didn’t have to walk over to the bakery, but I did: I was curious if the Halloween cupcakes had gone on sale yet, and they had!I ate one cupcake at the coffeeshop, ate another cupcake when I got home half an hour later, ate a third cupcake another half hour later and not long after that realized I had gobbled down 8 of the 12 cupcakes in the batch. So much for the diet. :-(So, I’ve been reading up on “sugar addiction” and what I need to do to kick the habit.  I quit smoking cigarettes 2 years ago, so I should be able to give up sugar, somehow.  One article I read said sugar is more difficult to give up than cigarettes.  We’ll see.

Piccolo Ristorante Italiano in Venice Beach

Saturday, October 13th, 2007

Yesterday was a bad day for me, full of bad luck. Not terrible luck, just bad luck.Jacqui tried to cheer me up by driving us to Venice Beach in her silver convertible New Beetle. She had a photo class to attend at Julia Dean, so she stranded me there from 7 - 10 PM. It was a good thing: to get me out of my funk.The shops were closed and the homeless were out and about, wrapped in thick blankets. For a moment, I was jealous. I’d like to try sleeping on the beach once. The closest I’ve ever been was with Errica at Hotelito Desconocido on the west coast of Mexico. We slept in canopy beds in a beach hut, not exactly roughing it in the sand. Still, it was nice to fall asleep to the sound of the ocean waves crashing ashore.I strolled along the boardwalk towards the ferris wheel of Santa Monica. It was too dark to see the sea, so I watched the people. Some foreigners, probably European, played soccer in a small field beneath palm trees. Lots of joggers. A bar on the corner full of loud, laughing, drunk men. I was seduced into an alleyway by an intricate mosaic with broken mirrors which somehow led me to the front door of Piccolo Ristorante Italiano, the Little Italian Restaurant.The atmosphere was warm, cozy. Dark, candlelit, romantic. The waitresses were pretty. It’s L.A., so the clientele were good-looking as well. The hostess impressed me by treating me kindly, even though I was dressed like a hobo and didn’t fit the wardrobe style of everyone else. I gave her my phone number, putting my name on the waitlist. Fifteen minutes later, she called and I jogged back to Piccolo. The manager spoke Italian to the couple next to me. Italian is my favorite language. I liked this place before even tasting the food. It really is a shame I don’t drink wine! I ordered two appetizers: a tuna tartar with avocado in a reduced balsamic sauce; and a warm goat cheese salad on thinly sliced beets. I was in heaven. The cook there is a God.I have a strange knack for accidentally finding gorgeous restaurants.

Thirsty at HAM?

Thursday, September 20th, 2007

Everyone knows airports like to rob your wallet with their exorbitant prices on food and drink. This is especially true with today’s security rules: You can’t bring drinks with you, and they know it.So, there I was, sitting at Gate C05, waiting for my 9:30 AM flight to Amsterdam. My stomach started growling, so I started munching away on a bag of Trader Joe’s California Walnuts, imported into Germany and available at Aldi, a discount grocery store in walking distance from our apartment in Hamburg-Marienthal. Three handfuls of walnuts later and my mouth was parched. I suddenly felt very THIRSTY.I found myself at the Globe Bar, next to my gate. They wanted €3,50 ($4.85) for a 0,5 L (16 oz.) bottle of Diet Coke. I had time. It was only 8:30 AM. So, I started to parade down through the terminal. All the bars and sandwich stands wanted the same price: €3,50. I stopped at a few coke machines and they only wanted €2,80 ($3.88), which was a little better. Finally, I found the best price at K presse + buche, a magazine shop by Gate C16. They only asked €1,65 ($2.29) for a bottle of Diet Coke.So, if you find yourself thirsty at the Hamburg Airport (HAM), head to Gate C16 and look for K presse + buche.

Grilled Eggplant

Wednesday, September 12th, 2007

Grilled EggplantEven though I’m back on the South Beach Diet, I still love food and plan to have fun in the kitchen.A recipe that could be added to Agatson’s South Beach Diet cook books is grilled eggplant. I’ve always been in awe of the color of eggplants. Their skin is gorgeously black and shiny. But I could never bring myself to eat eggplant. Each time I tried, I was turned off by its slimy texture. However, I’ve discovered this summer if the eggplant is sliced thinly enough, grilling them makes them crispy on the outside and yummy! A technique I learned is to salt the slices and place them in a colander for at least 30 minutes. The salt draws the water out of the eggplant and intensifies its flavor. Just remember to wash the salt from the eggplant before grilling them. Brush them with olive oil and spice them with freshly ground black pepper and throw them on the grill! It’s too bad eggplant season is nearly over here in Germany. The recipe is great for Grill Partys and BBQs. 

Current Weight: 112.2 lbs. Loss: -0.9
Confessions: I’m supposed to be on Phase I of the diet which means absolutely no carbohydrates for the first two weeks. Yesterday, I ate two bowls of mueslix and last night I made a cup of hot cocoa and sweetened it with a half teaspoon of fructose. But hey, it looks like I lost a pound anyway!

 

Bircher Müsli

Sunday, August 19th, 2007

Akiko at Kaffee HauserAfter a few complaints about there not being any photos of me on my blog, I decided to upload a self-portrait. This one was taken on Thursday morning, July 26th. I was visiting my new friend Lucia while she was on a business trip in Berlin. I had to have breakfast here at the Kaffee Hauser. Why?Bircher MüsliThey offer freshly made Bircher Müsli on their menu! When I lived at the Schweizerhof in Bern, I ate bircher müsli every morning for breakfast. Until this one spot in Berlin, I hadn’t found bircher muesli anywhere outside of Switzerland.

Honey-Thyme Goat Cheese Bruschetta

Thursday, August 16th, 2007

Goat Cheese BruschettaIt’s been exactly four weeks since I last posted anything in this blog. Well, what can I say? The sun started shining and that got me out of the house. I was in Berlin and Switzerland and just out and about, exploring.After a frantic e-mail from my best friend Jeff in Mississippi wondering what in the world happened to me, I decided to start blogging once again.This post is quick: I made honey-glazed goat cheese bruschetta with fresh thyme from my windowsill Italian herb garden. It’s inspired from a salad I had at SternChance Café.