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Mar
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The Road to Hell is Paved with Pork Belly

A version of this post first appeared in the Mint Advertising newsletter, Blue Briefs.

Pork Belly, otherwise known as the cut of meat that bacon is made from, has been on the American culinary scene for some time now.  Although a popular cut in Korean and Chinese cooking, I can remember first having it at Gramercy Tavern about 10 years ago during Tom Colicchio’s term there, braised in the smokiest broth I’ve ever eaten.  Think Lagavulin single malt, less the alcohol.  Lately, pork belly has become very popular in the hands of NYC’s star chef David Chang.  His Pork Belly Buns are amazing little handfuls of flavor.

I’ve been trying my hand at Chang-inspired cooking lately, focusing on bo-ssam…an entire pork butt boiled or roasted down to the fall off the bone consistency.  Serve with rice, kimchi, and either lettuce or cabbage wraps and bang, you’re done.

So a few weeks back, I wanted to up the ante a bit with this dish and try pork belly in addition to/instead of pork butt butt.  It was, as you would expect, a fatty little delight.  So for Laura’s birthday, I thought I’d trot out some more belly, in a more American/Continental preparation.

I came across two recipes in our pantry, which I combined/altered.  One of the recipes was Tom Colicchio’s (from Think Like a Chef) and the other is from Anthony Bourdain’s Les Halles Cookbook.  I think my recipe deviates enough to present on its own.

Both called for braising the meat — a form of slow cooking that cooks the meat by simmering in liquid, but not enough to cover it.  Braising is good for tougher meats, is the concept behind a lot of crock-pot meals.

I bought my pork belly from the local Amish market.  My usual butcher can also get it, but only in larger quantities.  If you have neither an Amish market or reputable butcher nearby, seek out an Asian foods store in your area.  If don’t see it, just ask.

Al’s Braised Pork Belly & Fennel (serves up to 10 people) 

5-6 Pounds Pork Belly (cut into 2 or more pieces)

36 oz of beer (three 12 oz bottle, I used Wolaver’s Organic IPA)

48 oz of chicken stock

6 cloves of garlic (peeled and smashed)

3 large carrots (cut into coins)

3 medium fennel bulbs with stalks (cut stalks into 1 inch pieces, cut bulbs in half vertically)

12 oz of Apple Jack (liquor distilled from apples and made by Laird & Company)

4 table spoons of peanut oil

4 oz of butter

4 table spoons of olive oil

For plating:

• Mashed Potatoes (either straight or a tad garlicky…nothing too fancy or it will detract from the Pork Belly)

• Baby Spinach (2 Bags of washed organic)

Directions

Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.  Score skin/fat side of pork belly.  Note that you’ll want to have the pork cut into portions that will fit into a large roasting pan along with the aromatics and braising liquid. 

Heat up 4 tablespoons of the peanut oil in a roasting pan or a large oven-safe frying pan (15” diameter).  Peanut oil is less prone to smoking than olive oil, and since you’re trying to get a good seared color on the pork, it’s preferred.

Add the butter and when melted and bubbling, brown both sides of all pork belly pieces.  I did the fatty side first, which rendered some fat out.  Take out pork and set aside.

Dispose of used oil and butter.  Add olive oil to pan bring to medium heat.

Add garlic, carrots, and fennel stalks.  Reserve fennel bulbs for braising process.  Brown vegetables.  As the vegetables cook, make your braising liquid.  Unless you have a large pitcher, you may want to do this in 2 batches.  Note that you will want to reserve some chicken stock for finishing the sauce at the end.  Here’s the ratio for the braising liquid:

12 oz (one bottle) of beer

12 oz of chicken stock

4 oz of Apple Jack

(the ingredients list has enough raw materials to make 3 batches)

When vegetables are done, move them to the sides of the pan and put your pork belly in the center — skin side up.  Be sure to leave some space for the fennel bulb halves, which you should place face down.

Pour enough braising liquid to cover most of the vegetables.  The pork should not be covered in liquid.  I used about 28 oz of the braising liquid initially…as the pork cooks, you will need to add liquid.

Put the pork in the pre-heated oven.  After it has cooked for 1 hour, add additional braising liquid to bring it up the level where you started.  Try not to use all your braising liquid at this point…and if you do need to, make another batch using the ratio shown above.  You’ll need it later.

Cook in oven for another hour.  Then remove from oven.  Pork should be cooked through.  Remove pork and fennel bulbs from pan and set aside.

Pour used braising liquid into a fat separator…put vegetables in saucepan, add chicken stock and bring to a simmer.  Use an immersion blender to liquefy vegetables.  Strain this mixture and add to clean saucepan.  Add used braising liquid from separator (not the fat, of course).  This should give you a nice golden brown sauce.  Heat this sauce, adding about a ¼ cup of your remaining chicken stock.  Throw baby spinach into this pot and steam.

Reheat pork and fennel bulbs in fresh braising liquid (using remaining broth, beer, and Apple Jack).

Serve pork on individual plate over a bed of mashed potatoes.  Cut cooked fennel bulbs in half and serve on the side.   Top pork with spinach and sauce.

 Enjoy!

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Feb
9th
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Apatow and the average guy/hot girl myth…

I watched “Forgetting Sarah Marshall” on DVD last night.  Funny enough, but it reminded me that much of the Apatow-posse oeuvre is on the theme of “Hey there average guy…if you are sincere and patient and willing to risk embarrassment with some regularity, you will get ‘the hot chick’”.

This theme is of course, not new.  Nor is it always average guy gets hot girl.  Think back to the John Hughes movie of your choice.  Sixteen Candles: Molly Ringwald (average) girl gets hot boy.  Even a secondary character, Michael Anthony Hall’s “Farmer Ted” gets a hot girl in the end.

Pretty in Pink, same leading actress, same outcome.  Ferris Bueller?  Nothing against Matthew Broderick, but Mia Sara was well out of his league.  Same goes for many John Cusack films.

It’s an interesting and somewhat laughable myth to perpetuate.  Not unlike the “shy girl gets makeover to win over hot guy” plot.  Any one of the starlets in the “pre makeover” phase is generally extremely attractive to begin with…but perhaps she wears glasses.  She takes them off, does her hair differently — and all of a sudden all the popular guys take notice.

Does any of this happen in real life?  Not really.  But I guess that’s why movie makers keep doing it.  A guy or girl can always dream…

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Jan
26th
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Celebrity Sightings…

This weekend, my cousins from the Philippines were in NYC, so we met them and took them around to a few places.

They are in the design field, so they wanted to go to Moss — that temple of design in SoHo.

While we were there, I spotted the actress Julianne Moore.  When I first saw her, she had sunglasses on, but she looked familiar even though she was wearing a green ski cap.  I found Laura and said “I think Julianne Moore might be here.”  And almost immediately, she came around the corner and walked between Laura and I and our kids (who were looking in a display case).  Thank you New York, for delivering on the celebrity sighting for my out of town guests.

I got to thinking of all the celebs we’ve seen over the years, when we lived in NYC and otherwise.  Here’s a brief list of people/places we’ve seen them.

Donald Trump & Marla Maples: This is one of the all-time classics.  At some service at Marble Collegiate in honor of Norman Vincent Peale, I sat next to Marla Maples, with Donald on the other side of her.  It was funny, because they had arrived late and literally the only seats in the church were the ones next to me.  Marla was really beautiful in person, and Donald’s hair is very goofy.  At one point in the service, he put a Lifesaver on her knee and gestured for me to take it.  Marla just rolled her eyes as if to say “Oh, Donald.”  I still wonder what would have happened had I taken it.

Winona Ryder: We used to live on 17th Street, just down the block from the old Barney’s HQ.  And one night in December, we’re walking past an entrance and there’s a woman loading things into the trunk of a Town Car.  She was wearing a puffy down jacket and had a pixie haircut.  And sure enough, when we saw her face, it was Winona…and she looked radiant.  Seriously.

Ethan Hawke: In line behind us at the A&P on Sixth Avenue and 13th or 12th street.  Looking scruffy and readling a tabloid.

Harrison Ford, Ursula Andress, Sean Connery: At the New York Film Society gala honoring Sean Connery.  But the best part about this one is that we literally crossed paths with them at the after party at Tavern on the Green.  Laura and I were leaving at the same time they were, and I held the door open for all of the above. 

There are tons more, but work calls…

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Jan
20th
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Ever hear a local band and think “Why the hell isn’t this band huge?”

That’s the way I feel about East Hundred.

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Back to work…

I took a few minutes out of the work day today to watch Obama get sworn in and give his address.

My favorite part was the closing paragraphs:

“So let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we have traveled. In the year of America’s birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words be read to the people:

“Let it be told to the future world … that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive… that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet it.

America. In the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children’s children that when we were tested, we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back, nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God’s grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations.

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Jan
1st
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New Year’s Day…

Every New Year’s for the past decade or so, we’ve gotten together with our longtime friends James & Gwen, mostly at their house — first in Columbia County, NY and more recently in Lenox, MA…in the Berkshires.

We’ve been lucky enough to have snow on several occasions, sometimes on the drive up.  Our first year, we drove through a blizzard that turned a 4 hour trip into a 7 hour ordeal.  Although we were driving an Audi quattro station wagon with fresh Blizzak snow/ice tires, it was still very stressful behind the wheel.  I remember stripping down to my long underwear upon arrival and demanding a scotch on the rocks.  This year there was also snow on the way up to Lenox, but nowhere near the volume of that now-legendary drive.

The Jurneys are incredibly gracious hosts and we’ve hammered out a routine of sorts over the years that includes liberal amounts of talking, laughing, cooking, eating, and drinking.  Their current residence is part of luxury boutique hotel property that they are working with James’ dad.  Both their old kitchen and the new one at Clipston Grange (yes, the house came with a name) are much more spacious than our galley at Creek Road, so it’s a real pleasure to cook when we visit.  Clipston and the Spring Lawn mansion that it belongs to are amazing buildings and it’s been a privilege to be able to stay in both and watch the progress on their restoration of a once very grand estate.

This year, our ”big” meal will be a Korean dish I’ve been working on, a whole pork butt cooked in the bossam style.  Unlike the popular David Chang preparation, I boil rather than roast the meat.  It’s simmering right now and filling the house with a wonderful aroma.

Sometime I’ll try roasting, but boiling has worked well so far.  We came in last night to a delightful bolognese pasta meal that Gwen prepared so I wouldn’t be scrambling around to feed us after a long drive.  In the “toa-grace” (a combination toast and grace that Ava invented a while back), I made sure to mention a few people in our lives who have had some health issues recently, including Mr. Jurney and my brother Norm.

It’s been in the single digits temperature-wise here, but we sent the kids out to play in the snow to cure some of their cabin fever.  I’ve been enjoying a James Prosek book that I’ve been sitting on for a few years now.  He’s a famous trout writer, if you can imagine that as a profession. 

I should get back to the bossam now.  The kids are about to come in from the cold…

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Dec
30th
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Advice for white people…

Let the record show that I, Al Navarro, am a somewhat recently naturalized American citizen of Filipino birth.  As such, I check “Asian” on forms that ask my ethnicity.

All of which is a long way of saying that I have some authority on the subject of this post.

HOW NOT TO LOOK LIKE A TOTAL HONKY IN A CHINESE RESTAURANT:

On the way home from visiting relatives this past holiday week, I found myself eating at an acceptable Chinese restaurant in Bethlehem, PA.  And in a booth near my mixed-raced (my wife is Caucasian) family, four white people were being served the food they had ordered.

I was seated with a full view of this booth, and couldn’t help but overhear their dialog with the waiter.  One person would say, “Oh, that’s mine, I ordered the [INSERT SOME ENTREE LIKE “CHICKEN LO MEIN” HERE].”, followed by an overzealous grabbing of said plate.  And so on.

This continued until all parties were served.  Much to my chagrin.

You see, it is the custom at Chinese restaurants (and Thai and Indian, but not so much Japanese) to order “family style”…where platters of food are set in the center and SHARED by all at the table.  Nothing marks a diner as a rube like ordering individually at a Chinese restaurant.

Why many white people insist on ordering individually at Chinese restaurants really escapes me.  Why would you want to just eat Shrimp with Lobster Sauce when you could have that, Chicken with Cashews, and perhaps some Mongolian style lamb?  Okay, I can understand that some people have food and/or germ/psychological issues and have to have their own plate…but I would think that this segment of the population is relatively small.

You are at a Chinese restaurant, so why do you go and order as if it were Friday’s?  Would I bring chopsticks to eat even the “Dragon Fire Chicken” at the aforementioned eatery?  Seriously, what do you think the lazy susan at many Chinese restaurants is there for: So you can share!

Please, white people, make 2009 the year you mend your ways.  Be evangelists, even, of the “family style” ordering tradition…when out with other white people who begin to order with a “I’ll be having…”, stop them.  Tell the waiter to come back in a few minutes.  Discuss the various desires among your group.  Plan out a meal with some variety and balance.

And bon appetit!

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Nov
26th
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A further examination of douchey-ness…

There’s that great Ali G. episode where he asks “Techmology.  What is dat all about?”

That’s kind of how I feel about douchebaggery.  And I’ve come to the conclusion that a lot of what d-bagging is all about stems from two critical assumptions on behalf of the d-bag: A) That somehow I am cooler, smarter, or more important than most people, B) That somehow I feel the need to exhibit this difference in obvious ways.

I bring this up now because I read something online recently that triggered my d-bag radar.  I was trying to look up this restaurant in Easton so I could recommend it to a friend.  And I saw on one review site that a vegan used the comments section to complain about the lack of vegan options at the restaurant.

I mean, seriously.  Is the vegan lifestyle so mainstream that the commenter expects that a restaurant that does not market itself as a vegan or even vegetarian restaurant should cater to him/her?  And why does he/she feel compelled to make a stink about it at a review site…giving the restaurant one measly star? 

That would be like me going to a vegan restaurant and then griping about the lack of meat on a review site.  Which would be a total d-bag move.

Which brings me to another aspect of this.  The “I have special dietary needs and so the host of whatever party I’m attending should accommodate me.” philosophy.  I think that is an extremely selfish (which by definition is douchey) POV.  So this host, who probably has a zillion other things to worry about, including his/her other guests, should feel obligated to make something special for you?  Okay, if you are a close relative/friend and they even know about your dietary habits, maybe.  But if you are just a guest of an invitee?  No.  Never.  Nada.  I would never go to someone’s house expecting special treatment.  It’s a treat just to be invited!  And if I did have some diet thing, I’d bring my own stash.  Why make it someone else’s problem?

And on that note, Happy Thanksgiving!  I hope I live to never be served Tofurkey.

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Nov
19th
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I like movies/Movies I like

The other day, we were having dinner with some friends, and it occurred to me that I might be more into movies than the average person.

My interest in “art/independent/foreign” films may stem from the fact that my Dad used to take by brother and I to see interesting movies at a local college when we were younger.  I can remember seeing a few Kurosawa films at that venue.

So here’s the start of a list of films I like/recommend, grouped by director or theme (though the common theme may be only known to me!):

After the Wedding – Susanne Bier

Things We Lost in the Fire – Susanne Bier

Chariots of Fire – Hugh Hudson

Four Weddings & A Funeral – Mike Newell

A Room with a View – James Ivory

The Seven Samurai – Akira Kurosawa

The Magnificent Seven – John Sturges

Grand Prix – John Frankenheimer

Ronin – John Frankenheimer

Let’s Get Lost – Bruce Weber

I Am Trying to Break Your Heart – Sam Jones

Metropolitan – Whit Stillman

Barcelona – Whit Stillman

The Last Days of Disco – Whit Stillman

She’s Gotta Have It – Spike Lee

He Got Game – Spike Lee

When the Levees Broke – Spike Lee

Rushmore – Wes Anderson

The Untouchables – Brian De Palma

The Godfather, Parts I and II – Francis Ford Coppola

A Little Romance – George Roy Hill

Rent them, buy them, watch them.  And let me know what you think.

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Nov
17th
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“Do you have it in the back?”….

My brother Norm and I have this expression “in the back”.  Surprisingly, it’s not sexual in nature.

We used the phrase to refer to the situation in retail where you ask a salesperson to see if they have something in the storeroom that might not be shown on the sales floor.  Hence “in the back”.

Asking a salesperson to go “in the back” was a double-edged thing…it says that the asker as bit of a nudge, a pain-in-the-ass.  But it also has an element of savvy, of getting something better than the average shopper — a better deal, a better quality product, etc.  My dear friend James, who owns a luxury store himself, might lump this in with his “luxury of the cognoscenti” notion (things bought or owned by people who know the difference between merely good and truly great).

Over the years, Norm and I have asked many sales people to go check in the back.  And I think we’ve benefitted from it.  I’m sure many of my high-end hi-fi purchases over the years were trotted out “from the back”.  I encourage you to try it sometime.  Forget about feeling like you’re being a PITA.

One very recent example of me doing this resulted in a big slab of pork belly being consumed by friends and family.  This is a good thing.  

We had been invited over by friends who like to cook and eat, and the host and I had discussed what might make a good menu.  I was planning on making a dish of Korean origin called a Bo-ssam (spelling mine, and perhaps totally incorrect), which for some recipes calls for a pork butt to be boiled down and served with kimchi and napa wraps.  I went for red lettuce instead of the napa, and wanted to try pork belly instead of or in tandem with the pork butt (a misnomer…actually pork shoulder from the upper part of the foreleg).

My usual butcher had told me that they could only get pork belly in full cases, so I had put it in the realm of never-neverland.  But the host reminded me of the Amish market that runs from Thursday to Saturday in a nearby town.

So I get there on Saturday AM.  And I don’t see either pork butt or pork belly in the case…but I take a number and when it’s my turn ask if they have either “in the back”.  And sure enough, they had both.  Yum.

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