I think it was just before COVID that I first became aware of a buzzy, new product called the IMPOSSIBLE BURGER. Supposedly, this plant-based patty smelled, tasted and cooked like real ground beef.
Initially they were somewhat hard to find in supermarkets around town. But eventually I was able to snag a green-colored bag of 6 perfectly preformed Impossible Burgers. After rounding out my purchase with brioche buns, a red onion and an heirloom tomato, I returned home to see what all the buzz was about.
Now on the scene... Pre-COVID
That's not meat
Mass produced
I’ll have to admit that I was skeptical because most burger substitutes that I had tried in the past had not been very good. Nevertheless, I fired up my cast-iron skillet and slapped down two of these new-fangled patties.
SURPRISE! SURPRISE!!
They SPATTERED, SIZZLED, SEARED and BLED…just like real hamburgers.
Sizzles, juicy, beefy
And after building up the bun with my grocery-store garnishments, I carefully placed my juicy “burger” on top and capped it with the pillowy-soft toasted brioche.
I cracked a beer and grabbed my creation with both hands, took a big bite…and…
Guess what? It was BEEFY, WARM, FATTY, NAUGHTY and had just the right amount of MOUTHFEEL and CHEW.
Looks real to me
I can’t say that I was hooked, but I became a semi-regular eater of Impossible Burgers.
It wasn’t long before they became a staple in most every supermarket…although not without controversy. Some meat departments didn’t want the product displayed beside actual hamburger. The frozen food folks wanted to merchandize them with other iterations of veggie burgers. And, in recognition of Impossible Burgers’ popularity, some grocery store operators displayed them in a stand-alone case.
Super Markets stocked 'em
All around the country
Next to real hamburger
A case of their own
I didn’t care.
Neither did families…who liked the “burgers” and might have been swayed by claims – echoed by their kids – that plant-based patties are better for the environment and definitely better for the cows.
Families loved 'em
Fast food restaurants soon got on the Impossible Burger Express. BURGER KING introduced the Impossible Whopper. APPLEBEE’S embraced the Impossible. McDONALD’S tested the Impossible Big Mac in Sweden but swiftly came to the conclusion that the manufacturer would not be able to keep up with the demand. So McDonald’s created its own version of an Impossible burger, dubbed the “McPlant.”
Burger King led the charge
The Impossible Whopper!
Got in on the act
Impossible Burgers at Applebee's
Tested in Europe
Dropped it... Suppliers couldn't keep up
Mmmm, McPlant!
KFC couldn’t be left behind. It tested an outlet with an entire menu of PLANT-BASED CHICKEN. I think that was the one-and-only store they tried. It didn’t work.
Impossible Chicken Nuggets
KFC even built a restaurant
What did work was Impossible Burgers at WHITE CASTLE. To my knowledge, the little plant-based sliders are still offered.
Even White Castle
The Impossible Slider
But sometime around 2023 and 2024, the bloom came off the rose.
Consumer excitement hit a wall. Perhaps Impossible Burgers were too expensive. Perhaps there just weren’t enough consumers who wanted meat alternatives.
But more than that, questions surfaced around safety and nutrition. Yes, Impossible Burgers were low in cholesterol and high in fiber, calcium, and potassium. But among scientists, nutritionists and even the general public, concerns were rising due to the product’s ULTRA PROCESSED nature – particularly its use of untested modified GMO yeast and GMO soybeans. While those concerns weren’t especially worrisome to the FDA, which declared the product safe in 2018, the public seemed to conclude that Impossible Burgers were at once healthy and potentially unhealthy.
The big question
The formula
Key ingredient
Ultra processed
Consumer ambivalence raised concern among investors. Did Impossible Burger’s wealthy backers (such as Bill Gates and various hedge funds) step in to stop the bleeding?
Sales dropped in 2023
Bill Gates... Investor
Financial backer of Impossible Burgers
As far as I can tell, the biggest change has been a shift in packaging. The plant-green labels are out and red-meat red is in. That may help a little bit.
Old green package
Red meat, red package
At our GOOD EARTH restaurant, here in Edina, Minnesota, we choose not to offer Impossible Burgers. Our customers prefer our “CLEAN,” all-natural PLANET BURGERS. A top seller for 40 years, they’re made from a backbone of adzuki beans, sunflower seeds and toasted cashews, seasoned with secret herbs and spices. We hand make ‘em in-house with no additives and no preservatives…..and NO GMO’S.
The Good Earth
The Planet Burger... No GMO's
Adzuki Beans
Sunflower Seeds
Toasted Cashews
Naturally
So, are meat substitutes just a fad? Will they bounce back? Will Impossible Burgers and vegan alternatives exist side by side? And what’s the outlook for thick, charred, chewy, juicy, real-beef burgers? Will environmentalists reject them in enough numbers to alter an industry?
Or will they end up creating an IMPOSSIBLE BURGER that doesn’t involve the ULTRA PROCESSED GMO’S and still delivers that remarkable BEEFY, BEEFY FLAVOR ?
Over forty years ago, on a rainy evening in New York City, business associates told me that we would dine that night at a new restaurant on the Upper East Side called PRONTO RISTORANTE. Bring from Minnesota, my expectations were low. Were we going to dine on some version of State Fair PRONTO PUPS or corndogs?
A rainy night in New York
Going to a new restaurant
As our taxi pulled up to the restaurant, I was surprised by the line of people extending down the block – and even more surprised to see DUSTIN HOFFMAN in the queue.
With a line snaking down the sidewalk
We finally worked our way to the door and walked into this stunning, gleaming, white subway-tiled dining room with a little open kitchen smack-dab in the middle. An Italian Mama appeared to be making noodles there. Having recently launched MUFFULETTA, I knew just a little bit about restaurant food costs. Freshly made strips of pasta hung from racks, next to which were flats of brown eggs and stacks of bagged flour. Now at that time, I believe eggs were about 4 cents apiece and there was no need whatsoever to cost out flour. More important was the fact that these plates of flour and egg noodles were coming out of this little kitchen to the tune of about $20 a crack and that Dustin Hoffman was waiting in a long line to get one.
And inside... A pasta kitchen
Eggs then... About 4 cents a piece
I didn't care what flour costs
But the pasta dishes were selling for $20-25
And Dustin Hoffman was waiting in line
I called my partner, Pete, that night and the next morning he arrived in New York to see this thing called PRONTO. By the middle of the afternoon, we had a hand-shake deal with the owners to open one in Minneapolis.
The next day... We had a handshake deal
Well, it so happened that the new Hyatt Regency was in the final stages of construction on Nicollet Mall near Orchestra Hall and by chance the developer was from New York. Even more of a coincidence: Pronto was his favorite restaurant in all of New York.
And signed a lease for Pronto in the now Hyatt Regency
So, it didn’t take long for Pete and Phil, these two young, confident but naïve entrepreneurs, to hammer out a lease for the new Minneapolis Pronto.
Young, fearless and naive
But REALITY STRUCK…and STRUCK HARD: We didn’t know JACK-SHIT about Italian food.
Bam!
About Italian food
Now Joanne and I had been subscribing to the New York Times for a couple of years, mainly for the Travel section, and I vaguely recalled a recent column written by the renowned Times food editor, Craig Claiborne, regarding an emerging expert and teacher of Italian cuisine.
Craig Clayborne published a paragraph
Her name was Marcella something.
I checked her out and was pleased and excited that this person – MARCELLA HAZAN was her name – had published a cookbook and was holding two-week Italian cooking classes in Bologna, Italy.
About this cookbook
And this lady... Marcella Hazan
It was clear what had to be done: PETE AND I HAD TO GO TO COOKING SCHOOL IN ITALY.
With families in tow, we boarded our first flight ever on Alitalia (the airline with the hair under its wings). In 1980, Bologna wasn’t well known or highly regarded…and Marcella Hazan was not yet MARCELLA HAZAN. In fact, being the 6th largest city in Italy, Bologna was something of a tourist backwater at the time.
Off we went to Italy
With family in tow
To Bologna
What we encountered was a world-class destination – an enchanting medieval city, untouched and unspoiled by the throngs of mouth-breathing tourists, boasting a network of covered walkways with arched colonnades.
Ancient medieval city
We learned that Bologna had a number of nicknames, including “The Learned” (in reference to the University of Bologna, the oldest university in the western world, founded in 1088), “The Fat” (highlighting its reputation for rich, hearty food – the hallmark of Emilia-Romagna) and “The Red” (in recognition of its brick architecture, iconic terracotta roofs and warm-colored buildings –but primarily for the thriving stronghold of the communist party in Bologna.
The learned... Established in 1088
The fat... Food capital of Italy
The red... City of Communists
So much for all that…
It’s time to go to COOKING SCHOOL.
The first evening was a seminar on the geography and cuisine of Italy, loaded with MARCELLA’S COMMANDMENTS.
Among them:
“The less basil cooks, the more flavor it has.”
“The less basil cooks, the more flavor it has.”
“Use only the very freshest, highest-quality ingredients. Do not skimp…ever! Celebrate the simple, clear expressions of the primary flavors.
“Since Italy only became a united country in 1861, there is no singular Italian cuisine, but possibly as many local cuisines as there are regions and provinces – somewhere between 20 and 100, each with its own distinctive climate, soil, water, products, flavors and techniques.”
“Never stop stirring risotto.”
“If I had invented pasta salad, I would hide.”
“In cooking, what you keep out is just as important as what you put in.”
“Use no Parmesan cheese that is not Parmigiano-Reggiano.”
“Never buy grated cheese of any type. Grate the wedge yourself.”
“Not everyone in Italy knows how to cook, but everyone knows how to eat.”
“80% of Italian cooking is done in a sauté pan.”
Classes began early the next morning with a visit to the FRESH MARKET just off the main square, where Marcella encouraged us to squeeze and smell the bounty of the region. Next stop was TAMBURINI, the iconic deli, and SALUMERIA OF BOLOGNA, where we watched a cured-meat artisan create a colossal round of mind-numbing, heart-stopping MORTADELLA, the iconic cold-cut with finely ground pink pork studded with fat cubes and pistachios.
In the morning... Off to the market
Bounty
Marcella smelled everything
The famous Tamburini Salumeria
Mortadella, The mind numbing heart stopping cold cut
In the following days we visited farms to see the making and aging of PARMIGIANO-REGGIANO CHEESE. We went to Modena to witness the production of BALSAMIC VINEGAR aged for years in oak or mulberry small barrels. And we visited Parma to see PROSCUITTO HAM being cured.
& Prosciutto Ham
Where they age
We went to Parmigiano-Reggiano dairy farms
Aged up to four years
And tightly regulated
Classes back in Marcella’s kitchen included pasta production – especially tortellini, the most famous pasta of Emilia-Romagna.
A pasta expert at school
Made Tortellini
Me and Marcella
We made Tortellini Baronessa
I’d never heard of monkfish, the ugliest, meanest-looking fish on the planet. But there it was, in the kitchen one morning ready to be worked over by the local fishmonger, selected by Marcella to instruct us in the art of MONKFISH BUTCHERING. I learned that the only edible part of the monster fish was the tail. Check out young Pete cleaning the tail.
The fish monger and the Monkfish
Which he taught us to butcher
Pete cleaning a Monkfish tail
And later... Yum!
As Pete Wells of the New York Times stated, “Marcella will have gained a place in history, if she had done nothing else, except her roasted ENGAGEMENT CHICKEN.” Where does the name come from? Well, it’s said to be so delicious that after girls dine on the chicken with their boyfriend, diamond rings and marriage proposals are miraculously proffered. HMMMM? Engagement or not, the roast chicken recipe is simple, satisfying and utterly delicious, being seasoned only with salt and pepper, then stuffed with two toothpick-punctured lemons, resulting in a memorably salty and crispy skin with a bright and lemony flavor. It’s in her book.
Engagement Chicken with a proposal
Marcella’s husband, a wine expert named Victor, taught a daily Italian wine tutorial to the class…with generous samplings. I had a buzz by late morning.
Victor Hazan... Wine expert
They were a pair to behold – sweet and complementary to one another.
Sondheim... Isn't it rich? Are we a Pair?
I think Pete and I managed to graduate with “Gentlemen’s C’s.”
Back to PRONTO. 1981. And the MARCELLA EFFECT.
Opening in the new Hyatt with a vivid measure of razzle-dazzle, Pronto certainly made an impression on Minnesotans. Some were dazzled by what they saw. Others recoiled from the white-tiled, chrome and brass dining room and said, “Am I eating in a drug store?” “It’s not cozy” “Too bright and shrill.”
In 1981... Pronto was birthed in Minneapolis
With a pasta kitchen in the dining room
What most everyone liked was the novelty and theater of the noodle-making kitchen, a replica of what I’d seen in New York. They did, however, have mixed feelings about its output. “What the hell are those noodles doing in a white sauce? Spaghetti should be covered in tomato sauce and sprinkled with that delicious KRAFT cheese from the bright green can.”
Rolling fresh pasta
But the white sauces soon became wildly popular. And I will forever thank Marcella for LINGUINE IN WHITE CLAM SAUCE…RAVIOLI WITH TOASTED SAGE IN BROWN BUTTER…FETTUCCINE CARBONARA, of course…and our knockout TORTELLINI BARONESSA, made with cream, mushrooms, butter, peas and prosciutto.
New to Minneapolis... Pasta with White Clam Sauce
Ravioli with Butter & Sage... Not Chef Boyardee
And smokey Carbonara
A few years later, we opened FIGLIO – and here, too, Marcella made her mark. We served Tortellini Baronessa to a wildly enthusiastic audience. Then there was the top seller at Figlio: Marcella’s RAVIOLI POMODORO, filled with mozzarella and ricotta cheese in a meatless tomato sauce consisting of just three ingredients – canned San Marzano tomatoes, a whole onion, and a stick of butter. That’s it. Look it up.
And then
Marcella's Tortellini Baronessa
And of course... Linguine alle Vongole
And the Figlio favorite... Ravioli with Marinara Sauce
For those of you who cook, MAKE HER BOLOGNESE SAUCE. It is deep, bold, intense and smooth all at once – the gold standard for Bolognese. Marcella’s secret? Butter, nutmeg and a cup of whole milk.
The famous Marcella Bolognese Sauce
Pete Well’s accurately stated, “Marcella didn’t have FOLLOWERS. She had DISCIPLES.”
I was, and forever will be, a DISCIPLE.
Marcella had a reputation for being somewhat vexing. For instance, she didn’t measure. “Just a little of this…and some of that…a little taste…a dash or a handful.” Imagine the exasperation of her cookbook’s publisher, Knopf, when writing her recipes. (But also imagine the THRILL of how well the cookbooks sold.)
Marcella was kind and sweet…despite, as Pete Wells noted, her “reputation for being impatient, brusque, solidly accented, cured in cigarette smoke and marinated in Jack Daniel’s.”
So, when I asked her, “Marcella, how long do you roast an Engagement Chicken?” she curtly replied, “UNTIL IT’S DONE.”
Phil: Marcella... How long do you roast Engagement Chicken? Marcella: Til it's done!
Most of the time when we dine out, we’re presented with a standard “A LA CARTE” menu – the kind that lists individual dishes with separate prices, allowing diners to order each item independently.
What we usually get
Chicken Dinner
A la carte menus, particularly in France, are often complemented by “PRIX FIXE,” or “fixed price,” menus (also called “Le Formula,” “Set Menu” or simply “Le Menu”). Typically, they offer diners a choice of two or three courses (think appetizer, main and dessert) for less than what you’d pay if you were to order each dish separately. The offerings usually come from the à la carte menu, and you get to choose among two or three pre-selected items from each category.
Le Menu... Parisian Bistro
3 or 4 courses
A salad to start
Followed by Steak Frites
And a dessert
And then there are “TASTING MENUS,” usually found at chef-driven, fine-dining destination restaurants like FRENCH LAUNDRY in Napa, 11 MADISON PARK in New York, or HELENE DARROZE in London. They may involve any number of small dishes, can run hundreds of dollars ($365/person at 11 Madison Park), and take hours to consume. Japanese restaurants’ tasting menus are called OMAKASE or KAISEKI, and in France they’re called DEGUSTATIONS – the more elaborate of which can include up to 30 mini-tastings.
In Napa Valley
Chef - Thomas Keller, French Laundry
Tasting menu - Oysters & Pearls
New York - $365 per person
Chef Daniel Humm
Bread & Butter on Tasting Menu
Beautiful Soups
Chef Helene Darroze
At the Connaught in London
Beef Wellington on $300 Tasting Menu
Knock-Out Desserts at Helene Darroze
Some tasting menus hew to traditions; others give the chef free reign to indulge his or her creativity, with no rules and few limits.
Tasting menus can be wonderful, even spectacular. Or they can be punishing – a contest between you and the chef to see who will cry uncle first.
The best ones are painstakingly created and curated by chefs to express their culinary philosophy. They may have a theme or point of view. Perhaps the menu will be centered around game or seafood. Perhaps it will be a meditation on the season, a region, or a particular ingredient. Some years ago, one of our restaurants offered a multi-course feast celebrating the magnificent flesh of the Mangalitsa pig. How about a 20-course Italian cheese tasting? Or an 18-course pastrami discovery (well, maybe not.).
Tasting menus built around Spring
Or built around Fall
The parade and progression of tiny dishes is often punctuated with absurdly wild and crazy, funny, clever, witty interpretations of familiar ingredients. (Note the cast iron meat-grinder bolted right-to the table cranking out ground-up carrots for CARROT TARTARE, one of the 20 offerings on Madison Park’s tasting menu.)
Ground carrots tableside
Joanne and I recently had a well-crafted tasting menu in London at CLUB GASCON, a smallish two-star Michelin restaurant, near Smithfield Market. Club Gascon salutes the robust cuisine of, you guessed it, GASCONY in southwest France. The strong flavors of the region did not put us off. Rather, we binged on the affordably priced ten-course tasting menu as we abandoned all dignity and surrendered to the sturdy flavors, textures and aromas from the age-old southwest corner of the Gallic republic. We managed to pleasure ourselves as we plied our way through every tiny course involving foie gras torchon, juicy free-range Landes chicken breast, duck confit on toast, and morsels of Magret duck breast with black cherries – finally ending with their signature caneles (crispy on the outside, custardy on the inside).
At Club Gascon
Celebrates Gascony in France
And has a tasting menu
Start with Foie Gras Torchon
Next... Premium Landes Chicken
But in small tasting menu portions
Duck Confit on Toast
Medallions of Smoked Duck Magret
Caneles... Crispy on the outside
But…tasting menus are not for everyone…including me.
There are restrictions and rules. First off, all people at the same table are required to order the tightly structured tasting menu. You get NO CHOICES and NO SUBSTITUTIONS, with NO EXCEPTIONS. (Funny, though, often they WILL offer SUPPLEMENTS to hike the price. Want white truffles rained down upon your tagliatelle? It’s only $50 more).
Which leads me to another caveat: Tasting menus are EXPENSIVE…and possibly exploitative. Generally, everyone knows the range of how much a chicken breast or sea bass dinner might cost. But how do you gauge the appropriate price for a meticulously prepared, exquisitely presented, fifteen-course tasting menu? Is $120 about right? Or $175? How about $275 or $375?…..which leaves the restaurant free to charge black market prices.
Dine at the Michelin three-star restaurant Guy Savoy in Paris and you’ll choose between $400 and $550 menus. Wine pairings not included.
Also, as Julia Child points out, “Not all tasting menus are great, since not every chef is a creator, and those who cannot create copy those who can.” Add to that….how quickly sizzling tiny bites of food can get cold.
Finally, with many fine-dining restaurants abandoning à la carte menus in favor of tasting menus, it can feel like a TASTING MENU ARMS RACE out there. And not everyone wants to sit through a three or four-hour endurance test – especially when they feel obligated to completely finish every last nibble of each and every course.
To wit: Several years ago, we were in Paris with friends and decided to reward ourselves with a splurge night out at LE GRAND VEFOUR, then a Michelin three-star temple of gastronomy. To our midwestern surprise, they featured a 14-course tasting menu only. But, no problem: At a restaurant of this caliber, we expected a culinary symphony of art, flavors, timing, tempo and harmony.
In Paris... In the Palais Royal
Lies Le Grand Vefour
Michelin Starred
In business since 1784
Quail Egg & Caviar
Foie Gras... Of course
Beautiful dishes
Populate the 14 course tasting menu
On all those counts, LE GRAND VERFOUR did not disappoint.
What did disappoint, however, was that about halfway through the meal, I felt the dreaded sensation…I WAS FULL!
Even worse, two-and-a-half hours into the meal, MY ASS WAS SORE. I asked our waiter “How much longer?” He replied, “Just a few more hours.”
My butt is sore from sitting
Am I a victim or a guest?
Around the time of the twelfth course, we were presented with THE PRE-DESSERT. Yes, the dessert BEFORE the dessert. That was followed by the regular dessert, only to be followed by the surprise of a checkerboard of WHITE and BLACK CHOCOLATE TRUFFLES. I don’t recall if I was a VICTIM or a GUEST by that time.
The dessert before the dessert
The main dessert
A surprise gift from the chef... Chocolate Truffles
At about the four-hour mark, with the PAIN IN MY ASS now spiraling out of control, came the check – and with it, sixteen one-inch-square, drop-dead gorgeous, BABY BON BONS.
And Finally... Bon Bons
Time to surrender. Time to puke. Time for bed.
Right after we get through the cheese cart.
You know, as elegant and creative and as long as the LE GRAND VEFOUR experience was, sometimes you just want a burger or a platter of fried chicken.
Now…earlier I mentioned absurd creations. Well, here’s one that’s downright CREEPY.
In Italy, nestled in the province of Lecce in the heel of the boot, LORIANO PELLEGRINO, the chef/owner of Michelin-starred BROS RESTAURANT, boasts a $300, twenty-five course tasting menu. His ego got the best of him and he’s way too full of himself. So, he has fashioned a ghoulish plaster casting of his own mouth that is the signature course of the evening. Served with no utensils, this hand-held, baseball-sized orb sporting Florian’s lips and open mouth is filled with strawberry foam. You hold it in your hand, just like French-Kissing you stick your tongue deep into Florian’s hollowed-out mouth. And you lick out the foam. YEETCH!!!!
Floriano Pellegrino in Italy
You must stick your tongue in the mouth
BTW, I’ve noticed Pellegrino isn’t alone in allowing his depraved ego to worm its way into tasting menus, especially desserts. I’ve seen more than a few phallic representations. When I shared these penile images with folks here at Parasole, the general response was, “Oh, Phil. That’s just your SICK, FILTHY, ROTTEN, PERVERTED MIND that you think you see that kind of stuff.”
I got to thinking about Boston the other day and the foods it’s known for, like BOSTON BAKED BEANS and BOSTON CLAM CHOWDAH. Then my mind wandered off and I thought about BOSTON SCROD. What the hell is a scrod anyway? I’ve since learned that it’s a made-up name created by the PARKER HOUSE HOTEL to refer to any fish that is the “top of the catch” and therefore the freshest of the fresh because it was caught at the end of a several-day run. Fish caught earlier in the week were iced down in the bottom of the boat, with the more recent hauls iced and piled upon them.
Boston Baked Beans
Clam Chowdah
Scrod. What an odd name. But it stuck.
There are even legends about scrod.
I recall one that involves an extremely well-educated Harvard cab driver who picks up a businessman who’s just arrived in town. This is his first trip to Boston and he’s eager to try some of the local food…especially Boston Scrod. As he gets into the taxi at Logan airport, the first thing he asks is, “Do you know where I can get scrod here?”
A business man arrives in Boston
The cabbie answers, “Listen, Mac. I’ve been asked that illegal question many times, in many ways, but never in the past pluperfect subjunctive.”
Can I get Scrod here?
So, there.
Back in the mid-seventies, off the coast of Chile, there was a relatively obscure creature called the PATAGONIAN TOOTHFISH. At best, it was used for deep-fried, fast-food sandwiches or fish & chips – until Lee Lantz, a seafood wholesaler from Los Angeles, decided there might be a market for its broad, flaky flesh, buttery mouthfeel and clean, slightly sweet taste. I could sell this, he thought.
From the Chilean Coast
Used for fish sandwiches
Such an ugly name... A member of the cod family
But oh, that hideous name.
So he rebranded it – jettisoning “Patagonian Toothfish” for “Chilean Sea Bass.”
But in the 70's... It was re-branded
It not only became wildly popular throughout the world, it landed a spot on the menu of the Michelin three-star New York restaurant, the FOUR SEASONS.
Even the Four Season's in New York featured Chilean Sea Bass
That’s the good news. The bad news is that the re-branding was so successful it led to overfishing. The once plentiful stock of Chilean Sea Bass plummeted, and today it’s carefully monitored.
Then there’s the GOOSEFISH – known today as the MONKFISH.
And then their was Goosefish
Not a pretty name... or face
Why monkfish? Legend has it that, years ago, when Italian fishermen returned to port in Genoa and Naples, they were met by area monks who had taken a vow of poverty and would ask for cast-off fish.
Now it's Monkfish
The mysterious creature of the deep, with its huge gaping mouth, was so ugly that nobody wanted to buy it. Consequently, the fishermen gave their unwanted catch to the monks.
It was given to Monks who took a vow of poverty
It turned out, however, that monkfish tails – the only edible part of the fish – were absolutely delicious: bright white, firm and meaty, with a sweet flavor and texture that could almost pass for lobster. Alain Roux, owner of the acclaimed WATERSIDE INN on the Thames in Bray, just outside of London, trumpets monkfish on his Michelin-starred menu.
Only the tails are edible
London's Michelin Starred Waterside Inn...
Served Monkfish
Certainly, a finalist in the UGLY NAME DEPARTMENT would be the SLIMEHEAD, found in deep, dark, cold ocean waters pretty much all around the world. Fishermen cursed when that rough, armor-plated, red wretch would clog their fishing nets.
How's this for an ugly name?
And an ugly fish
That pissed off fishermen when it clogged their nets
That is, until someone renamed it ORANGE ROUGHY. Suddenly a fish that was typically dried and ground up for dog food became an international favorite.
Primarily ground up
For dog food
But then it was re-named... Orange Roughy
Mild & delicate flavor
Can you imagine being in a fine restaurant where the sommelier approaches your table and says, “May I interest you in a fine bottle of Willamette Valley Pinot Noir with notes of rose petals and raspberry to complement your SLIMEHEAD?”
A bottle of Pinot Noir to go with your broiled Slimehead?
These days, you don’t often see orange roughy on menus. That’s because it too was overfished. Efforts have been made to restore the stocks, but it’s at best borderline sustainable.
Okay, can you think of anything less appetizing than slimehead?
Well, how about WHORE’S EGGS?
And then there were...
Once considered garbage ilk, these spiny, globular invertebrates of the Echinodermata phylum got rebranded as SEA URCHINS. And today they’re a delicacy whose “roe” – a euphemism for their GONADS – is prized by chefs at fancy restaurants. Inside each sea urchin are five orange, creamy, lobe-like folds with an intensely briny flavor. Sea Urchin retails for as much as $360 a kilo in Japan, where it’s served raw as sashimi or in sushi. The Japanese love their “uni” so much that it’s also at risk of being overfished.
That were thought of as trash fish
And now are a delicacy
Spiny & briny
And now it's called...
With a tiny spoon, scoop out...
The Gonads, that's right... Gonads
Took another stepped up name... Uni
Let’s move on to the ghastly sounding PACIFIC SPINY DOGFISH. That name didn’t last long. It was reintroduced as ROCK SALMON (even though it’s part of the shark family). It’s been likened to a mushier version of cod and is used only for fish & chips. I’m sure a generous dousing of malt vinegar and a handful of salt makes it palatable enough.
Spiny Dogfish became...
Used for Fish & Chips... With lots of vinegar
Now consider ST. PETER’S FISH – better known as TILAPIA. The name’s biblical roots reference the apostle St. Peter, who’s said to have pulled the fish from the Sea of Galilee (the same body of water that supplied the catch for Christ’s loaves-and-fishes miracle). Today tilapia ranks #4 among the world’s most consumed fish. Still, there are efforts to revert the name back to St. Peter’s Fish in order to appeal to Catholics and Bible Belt Christians.
From the Sea of Galilee... The name aimed at Catholics
St. Peter, The Fisherman
But St. Peters Fish didn't stick... Tilapia reigned
And as Tilapia, became the 4th most popular fish in the world
Note, however, that rebranding doesn’t only apply to seafood.
Could any of you be persuaded to place an order for VEAL THYMUS GLANDS at your favorite restaurant? Probably not. But if counseled to try the CRISPY SWEETBREADS, you might just try ‘em.
How about some Veal Thymus Glands for dinner
No thanks... Well, maybe crispy sweetbreads instead?
A friendlier name than Veal Thymus Glands
And today served at the finest restaurants
Now for dessert. In the UK, you’re apt to come across SPOTTED DICK. This yummy pudding sounds like a diseased penis, but remains enormously popular throughout the British Isles despite attempts to change the name. Spotted Dog? Railway Cake? Even the British Parliament dining hall forbade the name on their menus. They tried “SPOTTED RICHARD” for a time. Guess that they’re back to?
Oh... Good grief
In England... It's an iconic dessert
They tried, in vain, to rename it
Railway Cake???
So, the name has survived
And now, perhaps the most offensive name of them all: NUN’S ASSES. They’re pert, round, firm pink candies in the shape of – STOP RIGHT THERE! HERE NOW! WE’LL HAVE NUN OF THAT!!!
No question about it: For 40 years, Jeremy King’s iconic LE CAPRICE restaurant was – by far – London’s most popular draw for celebrities and Royals alike. Not even STUDIO 54 in its heyday or EL MOROCCO at its peak could boast a comparable roster of notables.
On Arlington Street, London
Hot, Hot, Hot
Created by Jeremy King & Chris Corbin
Buzzier than Studio 54
It sat on Arlington Street in St. James. Just walk by THE RITZ hotel and keep on walking a few doors down.
Among Le Caprice’s high-profile patrons: Elton John, Madonna, the Beatles, Liz Taylor, Mick Jagger, Michael Caine and especially the sleek and coquettish Princess Di. A regular, she took her seat at corner table #9 with her gal-pals (BTW, she always ordered the “Bang Bang Chicken” with light peanut butter sauce, cut with Asian seasoning, cilantro and toasted peanuts).
Mick Jagger & Jerry Hall
Madonna
Elton John
Ringo & Paul... Regulars
Michael Caine... Local hero
President Clinton
And the dashing, Princess Di
In the 1990’s, Joanne and I began visiting London on a semi-regular basis and had aspirations of snagging a spot at Le Caprice, but to no avail. It was hard to get a table if you weren’t a regular, and even harder to be a regular if you couldn’t get a table.
But on one fall evening, we stood in line and tried again. And either by accident or the grace of God, we got past the dreaded velvet rope. To our surprise, Joanne and I were warmly welcomed by the maître ‘d and escorted to the center of the restaurant. It felt as though we were going to have the best two hours of our lives.
Line up every night
The dreaded velvet rope
We didn’t identify any celebrities, but were surrounded by members of London’s moneyed café society holding court in the stunning Art Deco dining room. Le Caprice’s black-framed rattan chairs and starched white tablecloths synchronized with the shiny black flooring, white ceiling, and striking David Baily black & white portraits adorning the walls. Even the staff was clad in black and white.
Chic, black & white art deco
I think I was wearing a Dayton’s Boundary Waters sweater with some kind of tree and deer motif.
My memories of the food are more vivid. Plating was artful, with more than a little wit and whimsy, yet not overly fussy. It was comforting and uncomplicated, the stuff you could eat every day.
That was years ago.
AND THEN, IN 2020, COVID STRUCK!
2020-COVID!!!
Jeremy King was forced to close Le Caprice permanently.
And then... Jeremy King closed
Fast forward to the present. The powerful London business magnate, Richard Caring, bought the business (including the name, but not the site) and will debut his iteration of Le Caprice at the new CHANCERY ROSEWOOD HOTEL this coming June. It’s part of a multi-billion-dollar development housed in the iconic Eero Saarinen-designed former United States Embassy on Grosvenor Square, in the heart of well-heeled Mayfair.
Tycoon Richard Caring bought the name
The new Le Caprice is set to open in June
But…OH OH…..
JEREMY KING, ever the relentless restaurateur, couldn’t sit by idly as a rival attempted to steal his glory. Seeing that the original location remained vacant, he re-acquired the space and opened a successor of his own. Dubbed THE ARLINGTON, it welcomed its first guests in March of 2024.
But Jeremy King bought back the original site
And opened Arlington in March 2024
Joanne and I, accompanied by our Parasole colleagues, dined there last November.
We entered and…
OH BOY! OH BOY! The Arlington WAS Le Caprice!
The same Art Deco mirrors, the black & white floor and ceiling, the David Baily portraits and black wood-frame rattan chairs…
And kept the smart art deco decor
Princes Di's corner table, #9
As Grace Dent of the London Guardian puts it, “Not a lot has changed….decor, menu, clientele….still Mayfair money, yacht tans and face lifts.” CHIC ART DECO.
My reaction? The Arlington is Le Caprice with a new name. It’s perhaps a bit spiffier, but the food is the same. It’s a new place doing the same old things – and doing them well. The Queen Mary meets the Stork Club.
We were seated, and the piano player (maybe the same one as before?) began to ease us through dinner.
Along with the Piano Man
Princess Di’s Bang Bang Chicken was still on the menu, as were the Spicy Tiger Prawns and Le Caprice’s signature dish, Salmon Fish Cakes served with buttered spinach in a light lemony sorrel sauce. Nostalgia never tasted so good.
And her favorite dish... Bang Bang Chicken... $20 u.s.
Tiger Prawns with Green Mango
Salmon Fish Cake with Sorrel Sauce... $30 u.s.
Among our other selections were Vitello Tonnato, Crispy Duck with toasted cashews, Chicken Milanese and Shepherd’s Pie. Not overly trendy, some classics.
Chicken Milanese & Rocket Salad... $31 u.s.
Crispy Duck, Cashews & Watercress... $20 u.s.
Vitello Tonnato
Shepherd's Pie... $24 u.s.
Scallops with Chili & Garlic Butter
Endive, Walnut & Roquefort
Dorset Crab, Céleri Rémoulade
Calves Liver & Bacon
Shellfish Burger
Breakfast for dinner... Eggs Arlington
Iced Berries & White Chocolate Sauce
Hokey Pokey - Dark Chocolate, Vanilla Ice Cream & Honeycomb
What was really nice, though – especially to a restaurateur – was observing a restaurant that runs like clockwork, consistently serving unfussy but tasty dishes.
To wit…If you order the Rhubarb Raspberry Crumble at The Arlington, it won’t be deconstructed. It won’t be a playful riff on the old-school classic. It’will be a moist, sweet, pink RHUBARB RASPBERRY CRUMBLE with a jug of vanilla custard.
Raspberry, Rhubarb Crumble with Vanilla Custard
Bottom line? We loved it. We will go back…again and again.
Giles Coren, the restaurant critic for the Times of London, sums things up pretty well: “Richard Caring is going to be pissed.”
Giles Coren... "Richard Caring is going to be pissed"
Right on Arlington Street... St. James, London... Go there!
If there’s any possibility that you’ll be traveling to Paris or London soon, keep this post on file.
As you probably know, Joanne and I have been fortunate enough to eat our way around the planet for years and years. Now that we are getting older, we tend to aim our travel to major markets that are more orderly and have fewer cobblestone walkways. Thus, you’ve been hearing from me a lot about New York, Miami, Paris and London.
This post highlights some of our favorite discoveries in Paris and London, including one very special newer bistro. Joanne and I have vetted them all. No duds. Full stop!
Classic French Bistro's
We've done 'em all
So, let’s go…
Paris birthed the classic French bistro, but tough economic times and draconian government rules and regulations have rendered some of the city’s most iconic, beloved spots mere shadows of their former selves. To remain financially viable, they’ve cut days, hours and staff. More distressing, they have compromised their food by having much of it made in batches off premises and delivered to the restaurant.
But here are five spots in Paris that retain their culinary integrity. All are delicious, all creative, all classic and quaint. And not one of them will break the bank.
They are…..CHEZ L’AMI JEAN…CHEZ DUMONET…ALLARD (order the duck with olives)…CHEZ GEORGES…and LE CHARDENOUX. Keep these on file. Commit them to memory. Tattoo them on your (spouse’s) forearm.
Have the Rice Pudding... Seriously
A Parisian dream
Have the Duck with Olives
Near the Louvre
Le Chardenoux
Have any seafood
For the last several years, Joanne and I have spent quite a bit of time with our granddaughter and our son and his spouse scoping out the London restaurant scene – which is buzzy, vibrant, diverse, smart, creative and just plain wonderful.
And in London
But surely not as good as Paris, right?
Well, that assumption would have been correct years ago, when London had little to offer those hankering for a snug, appropriately cozy yet stylish and cosmopolitan French bistro. But boy, have times changed. As evidence, I refer you to four bistros in Britain that rival anything Paris has to offer. And guess what? They all have a MICHELIN STAR!
All sporting a Michelin Star
Let’s start with BOUCHON RACINE. The term “bouchon” originated in Lyon, France to describe modest restaurants that serve generous, hearty and local fare. Here those connotations are reinforced by “Racine,” which means “root.” In the words of the London Guardian food critic Jay Rayner, this “classic bistro offers a masterclass in French cooking.” Signature offerings include a Veal Porterhouse and a Roasted Leg of French Rabbit. Reservations are darn near impossible to get, so solicit your hotel concierge for help – and tell them not to give up.
Bouchon Racine
In demand
Veal Porterhouse
Haunch of Rabbit
GALVIN LA CHAPELLE is another must-visit bistro. Located in Spitalfields, it is drop-dead stunning, with food to match. Do not miss the starter of a large Dorset Crab Ravioli.
Galvin La Chapelle
In Spitalfields
Dorset Crab Raviolo
Roast Tenderloin
NOBLE ROT MAYFAIR…what a name. A reference to the fungus that barnacles onto grapes and intensifies the aroma and sweetness of certain wines, noble rot suggests an affinity for wine, and it’s no surprise that this restaurant was the winner of “Best Wine List in the UK.” But star billing is shared by the Michelin-quality food, including dishes like Pan-Seared Toulouse Sausage over a bed of puy lentils and roasted Free Range Landes Chicken with earthy morels – a favorite of ours. Oh, yeah, the bread plate. Noble Rot offers the best in London, combining sourdough, focaccia and yeasty, slightly funky Irish soda bread. YUM.
Noble Rot Mayfair
Irish Soda Bread... Deliciously funky
Touloose Sausage with Lentils
Roast Chicken with Morel Mushrooms
Drum roll, please, for the new kid on the block.
JOSEPHONE BOUCHON. Claude and Lucy Bosi, creators of two-star Bibendum (another London favorite of ours), are off to a flying start with this beguiling, sanely priced, old-school spot near Farringdon Station. Named after Claude’s mother, it takes diners on a culinary adventure through Lyon. The quality of cooking is such that within a year of opening, it earned its first Michelin Star. That’s unheard of.
One of the best in London
2 Michelin Stars
Lucy & Claud Bosi of Bibendum
Their newest... Josephine Bouchon
Smart, Parisian dining room
Note, I celebrated my birthday there at Table #23 in the coveted back area of the restaurant. It’s warm, cozy, and perfectly positioned to let you take in all the action. Request it when you make your reservation. That number again: 23. Got it?
In the right corner... #23
Despite its outwardly modest appearance, the food – typical of Lyon – isn’t just hearty, it has a real swagger with rustic, chest-beating offal selections. To wit, our amuse bouche: a bowl of crispy deep-fried shards of pork fat called gratons Lyonais, a regional snack rarely seen outside of Lyon. Salty? YOU BET!
Deep Fried Pig Fat... Gratons
We continued with five starters:
Soufflé au Saint Felicien – a divinely inspired, silky-smooth souffle creation laced with strong, nutty French cheese
Souffle au Saint Felicien $12 U.S.
Soupe å l’Oignon – a very rich concoction of caramelized onions and hearty beef broth with wonderfully slimy gruyere cheese that contrasts nicely with the topper of a bread crouton.
French Onion Soup
Leeks Vinaigrette – the white parts only, cool and soft with a just-acidic-enough dressing
Leek Vinaigrette
Frog Legs – for the table, but only the top plump part in a punchy garlic butter
Frog Legs in Garlic Butter
Salade – Offerings vary from day to day. We had herbed goat cheese as well as raw zucchini ribbons with lardons and a handful of herby, salty garlic croutons.
Herbed Goat Cheese Salad
Zucchini & Poached Egg Salad
Vol au Vent – perfect for a chilly evening, this chicken and mushroom-filled pastry shell arrives napped in a savory, slightly thickened chicken broth.
Chicken & Mushroom Vol au Vent
Mains were next…
Steak au Poivre – a timeless French dish of juicy filet mignon topped with loads of cracked black pepper in a rich, creamy Cognac sauce.
Steak au Poivre... $45
Thick-Cut Pan-Seared Veal Chop – resting in jus with tiny root vegetables…miraculously simple.
Roasted Veal Chop
Veal Sweetbreads with Morel Mushroom Sauce – Most people haven’t a clue what sweetbreads are. Brains? Balls? Actually, they’re the thymus glands of a calf, and at Josephine Bouchon they arrive baby fist sized…crispy on the outside and tender in the middle. The buttery morel mushroom sauce is perfect for bread sopping.
Sweetbreads with Morels... $49
Filet of Cornish Cod – pan-seared and served with a shallot beurre blanc sauce…Joanne’s choice.
Pan-Seared in Shallot Buerre Blanc... $29
Lapin à la Moutarde for Two – Featuring wild French rabbit that may have come from yesterday’s hunt, this superbly hearty preparation balances the unique, slightly gamey taste of rabbit with the smooth flavor of mustard-tarragon sauce.
Rabbit (Thumper) in Mustard-Tarragon
Standout side dishes …
Pommes Duchesse – grown-up tater tots, with a potato purée center and a crispy outer shell. Scarfed ‘em up like popcorn.
Pomme Duchess (Tater Tots)
Gratin Dauphinoise – portioned for sharing. A big hit at our table, this dish featured soft-thin slices of russet potato baked with cheese, nutmeg, cream, garlic, butter and more cream.
Gratin Dauphinoise for two
Room for dessert? Hell YES!
Choux à la Chantilly – a sort of cream puff with vanilla Chantilly cream (only three ingredients: powdered sugar, heavy cream and vanilla). Soooo good.
Choux Pastry with Chantilly Creme
Tarte au Praline – Pecans, pecans and more pecans bound with butter, brown sugar, molasses and more butter. Served with a dollop of vanilla-bean ice cream.
Pecan Praline Tarte
Mousse au Chocolat – Another dish portioned for sharing: a big bowl of velvety mousse smothered with shards of 80% cocoa chocolate. Mercy!
Chocolate Mousse
For sharing... $21
Plateau de Fromage – The cheese board. I don’t even know what cheeses were on offer except for the fantastic real Roquefort, a sheep’s milk cheese that’s both salty and tangy, creamy and earthy all at the same time.
Cheese Board
Baba au Rhum – This is Josephine Bouchon’s specialty: a bundt-shaped yellow sponge cake resting under a glass dome and wheeled to the table on a rum-laden trolley. Pick your poison, then sit back and watch your wedge of sponge cake get drenched with demon rum.
Recently the New York Times as well as Vogue magazine featured a piece about the iconic, old-school French restaurant, LE VEAU d’OR (golden calf), which opened in 1937 in New York City, remained in business for 54 years prior to closing during the pandemic, and in 2024 reopened under new ownership.
Le Veal d'or opened
In New York City
On the Upper East Side
At its height of popularity, Le Veau d’Or was the celebrity hang-out for New York’s glitterati…think Jackie O, Marlene Dietrich, Ernest Hemingway, Oleg Cassini, Truman Capote, Orson Wells (who owned the building and lived upstairs), Grace Kelly, and Audrey Hepburn as well as other A-listers. I could go on, but you get the idea.
The Golden Calf
Warm and cozy
Celebrity hangout
The beloved, 54-seat bistro was adorned with all things calf, including paintings of baby cows, calf plant holders on every table, calf matchbooks. The specialty of the house? Veal dishes ranging from roasted veal breast and blanquette de veau (veal stew with cream-laced egg-yolk), to veal liver and Veal Francaise, bathed in lemon butter. This was the place to indulge your taste for supremely tender calf flesh.
Calf pictures throughout
Even calf planters on the table
Roasted Veal Breast
Blanquette de Veau
Veal Liver
Veal Francaise
Earlier this year, chefs Lee Hanson and Riad Nasr (the duo behind the ultra-hot brarsseries FRENCHETTE and LE ROCK) purchased the spot from its longtime owners, the Tréboux family, and lovingly restored the place, ushering in a new era with a $125 prix fixe menu that I assume varies from day to day or week to week.
Afer closing for COVID
New owners - New era
Lovingly restored
With a "Set Menu"
The reborn Veau d’Or is reverential to the old classic French offerings, while giving the menu a gentle kick forward. Everything old is new again.
Along with dishes like rognon de veau (kidneys), veal osso buco, veau ravigot (head, cheeks, brains and tongue), veal sweetbreads (thymus glands), vol au vent (veal or chicken-filled crispy pastry shells), you’ll find dishes like duck breast with cherries, steak au poivre, slow-roasted chicken with morel mushrooms, and poached lobster Macedoine (a kind of salad),
Chicken & Morels
Lobster Macedoine
Veal Kidney's
Veal Cheeks
Veal Sweetbread
Vol au Vent
And Osso Buco
But now…We need to talk about veal. No one likes to talk about the process between farm and fork.
The fact is that consumption of veal began during the ancient Roman Empire. As Rome conquered what is now France, veal became a delicacy there as well…a food for rich people.
Veal consumption began with the Roman Empire
And migrated to France
But only for the rich
Here in the states, it’s only become favored in the last few hundred years due to immigration…perhaps by mainly the Italians who tended to settle in metropolitan areas in the northeast…New York, Boston and Philly.
Over time, the consumption of veal has dwindled dramatically, and I mean DRAMATICALLY. Americans today consume only about 15% as much as we did just a quarter century ago. Why is that?
Well, I’m not smart enough to know the answer, but perhaps it’s generational. Perhaps people recoil at the idea of eating a baby animal, particularly cute ones. Moreover, the bigger the animal, the more sympathy we have. Nobody thinks twice about swatting a fly or setting a mousetrap, but calves are huggable and adorable.
Male calves are adorable
Then again, we see lamb on restaurant menus (full grown, it’s called mutton)…and suckling pig…and chickens that are slaughtered at only 5 weeks old.
So why has veal become the poster child for animal cruelty in America? In the past, weren’t all veal calves raised humanely in the U.S.? The answer is NO.
Until about 10 years ago, newborn male dairy cows were frequently tethered to “crates” causing confinement, allowing little movement until “harvest” at about 20-24 weeks old. Back in the day, when we had PRONTO RISTORANTE, we used to sell the hell out of milk-fed Provimi veal. The formula the calves were fed, along with restricted muscle movement, kept the meat from getting darker as it grew older. Yikes.
10 years ago, baby male dairy cows were treated poorly
But that was then, this is now.
Today the vast preponderance of veal – any veal that you would find in a restaurant or grocery store – is certified and highly regulated by the VEAL QUALITY ASSURANCE COUNCIL and the AMA, AMERICAN VEAL ASSOCIATION. Whole Foods is one of the biggest purchasers.
But today they are raised humanely
Well protected by the VQA
And the American Veal Association
These organizations work to ensure that all crates are banned, that the calves roam free in a “buddy system” or in groups, and that they are free from discomfort, disease and distress.
So, if you are not a vegetarian or a vegan, enjoy your osso buco, your Viennese wienerschnitzel, your Italian cotoletta or your veal roast.
Today at Veau d'or
Veal reigns supreme
Veal Schnitzel
And Veal Roast
And if you are in the mood, have dinner at MANNY’S and order the VEAL CHOPS – I like mine Sicilian style, cooked medium rare – along with a bottle (or two) of Chianti Classico Reserva.
A few years ago, Joanne and I came upon a new restaurant concept in London.
It was called BURGER & LOBSTER. The quirky premise was that you could order a burger…or lobster. That was it.
In London
I like the idea of doing a few things well…and they did. The LOBSTERS were around $30 and sweet tasting…being steamed first, then finished on the grill and served with lemon-spiked drawn butter.
To be shared
The BURGERS were a whopping 10oz. with tons of umami (achieved in part by incorporating a dash of fish sauce in the patty). The cushy brioche buns were glossy and made from scratch.
This wasn’t Burger King or McDonald’s. The restaurant had a smart polished casual attitude, with a pronounced “high-low” vibe – an understated friction that matched its juxtaposition of high-end, pricey lobster with low-end, people-pleasing burgers.
For two
They must be doing very well because, as Joanne and I noticed when we were in London recently, they now have nine locations.
A similar line of thinking can be seen at LE COQ RICO on a little street near Montmartre in Paris. It’s there that celebrated chef Antoine Westermann operates his chicken-only restaurant. It’s definitely not a KFC or Popeye’s.
The Rich Rooster
In Paris
Some people will say, “I never eat chicken in a restaurant. I can make chicken at home.” I disagree with that. I’m of the opinion that the chef may know something about poultry that I don’t. Moreover, elevating the mundane presents the chef with a real test of his or her skills. Lobster is almost guaranteed to impress; it takes skill to create a knockout chicken dish.
And Westermann does.
First and foremost, he only uses LANDES CHICKENS from Gascony region in southwest France (more about them later), and he roasts them low and slow. Yes, they are expensive…but Landes chickens are flavor champions. I don’t have the skills to describe just how good his chicken is. You’re just going to have to trust me.
Landes Chicken... Low & Slow
Delicious... Take my word
So, as Joanne and I visited London a few weeks ago, I was intrigued to learn that the person behind the iconic BOB BOB RICARD in Soho had birthed a new and clever restaurant a mere skip across the street.
It’s called BÉBÉ BOB and the menu says loud and clear….”YOU MAY ORDER ANYTHING, AS LONG AS IT’S CHICKEN OR CHICKEN”.
New
In London
That’s just the first rule, by the way. There’s also this: “NO PARTIES LARGER THAN FOUR. LARGER GROUPS WILL NOT BE ACCOMMODATED.” And this: “YOU MAY HAVE YOUR TABLE FOR NO MORE THAN ONE HOUR AND FORTY-FIVEMINUTES.” (You know how I feel about that last one).
It’s pretty cheeky and supremely confident for a restaurateur to state that. It’s also a bit arrogant. And I sure don’t think it represents hospitality.
However, in a world where we’re too often saturated with options, it’s weirdly refreshing to be presented with a menu that does away with them altogether. Sometimes freedom FROM choice is as liberating as freedom OF choice.
I told the waiter, “I’ll have the chicken.” Joanne chimed in, “Me too”.
You can order chicken
Or chicken... That's it!
The dining room is at once contemporary, smart and Art Deco-y, with black marble tables, plush, cherry-red carpets, and velvet chairs. (As Grace Dent of the Guardian wrote, “It gives off ‘chicest dining option on a swanky 1960s cruise ship, complete with a swarm of seagulls chasing you from Civitavecchia to Cartagena’ vibes; it also zings with ‘restaurant adjacent to a Monte Carlo poker table where James Bond might woo Honey Ryder.’”) If you go, ask to be seated in the crimson, elevated rear section of the restaurant, and request one of the corner tables – #32 or #33. They’re the cat-bird seats where you’ll have a vista of the entire dining room and all the action that makes Bebe Bob as fun as it is delicious.
Get table #32 or #33
As with Burger & Lobster, there is a dichotomy at play. Here you are, sitting in this SNAZZY DINING ROOM EATING HUMBLE CHICKEN and at the same time downing flutes of CHAMPAGNE while spreading OSETRA CAVIAR and crème fraîche on tiny delicate warm blini pancakes with a mother-of pearl baby spoon. It’s COMFORT FOOD WRAPPED IN GLAMOUR.
Champagne
And Caviar
Caviar, Crème Fraîche and Blini
Chicken
or Chicken
There is no such thing as moderation at BEBE BOB.
Earlier I mentioned LANDES CHICKEN. Order Bébé’s signature Chicken for Two and that’s what you’ll get. This pampered poultry from Gascony roams freely in the open air. The birds are milk-fed and finished with local grain the last two weeks before “harvesting.” This creates a juicy layer of savory fat under the skin while providing a firmer under-the fork texture and deeper flavor. This is the same chicken that Helene Darroze serves at her Michelin three-star restaurant at the Connaught in London.
Free Range Landes Chicken
Roaming freely
Yes... Expensive
3 Star Helene Darroze serves Landes too
Joanne and I began with an amuse bouche of caviar, followed by a pair of deep fried CHICKEN SCHNUGGETS (chicken schnitzel), one with black caviar, the other with golden trout roe.
Appetizer... Chicken Nugget
Osetra Caviar and Trout Roe
Someone let the pig out because I had to have the ANCHOVY EGG MAYONNAISE with Cantábrian anchovies in addition to a LEMON CREAM DONUT topped with caviar.
Eggs Mayonnaise
Lemon Cream Donut with Caviar
SHRIMP COCKTAILS were next. Bébé Bob’s version features king prawns blanketed with a pink sauce of mayo, a little bit of ketchup, lemon juice, Worcestershire and VSOP Cognac. It’s called “Mary Rose Sauce.” Oh yes…a few mini-type McNuggets are added.
Shrimp Cocktail
We didn’t have order the manhole-size crispy CHICKEN SCHNITZELS, made from the “breast of slow-grown Cotswold white chicken,” but plenty of other diners did. They come with a simple lemon wedge on top but can be upgraded with a scoop of caviar.
Chicken Schnitzel with Lemon
Or Caviar on top
Instead, Joanne and I opted for the Landes rotisserie chicken. It was supremely juicy, golden-skinned and artfully plated in a sort of yin-yang geometry and came with a small vessel of creamy chicken jus for topping.
What Joanne & I had... Landes
Sides were rich and remarkable. We ordered the chicken fat-roasted potatoes with thyme, rosemary and garlic, and “Truffled Cauliflower Cheese,” which featured delicate cauliflower cooked in Mornay sauce with truffle, parmesan and cheddar. Each side runs about $9.
Chicken Fat Roasted Potatoes
Truffled Cauliflower
For dessert, we shared a CLASSIC TARTE TATIN with Calvados ice cream and an order of wonderfully decadent PROFITEROLES, filled with whipped Guernsey Cream and served with Valrhona dark chocolate sauce.
Boozy Profiteroles
Classic Tarte Tatin
So, to me, it looks like specializing in just one item and doing it exceedingly well sounds like a crowd-pleasing formula these days.
What on Earth could be next?
Could it be what the famed radio duo Bob and Ray predicted some years ago? HOUSE OF TOAST?
Good idea? Bad idea?
The legendary Bob & Ray
Of course you’d have several choices…lightly toasted…medium…or almost black. And one could choose white bread…whole wheat…rye…maybe even pumpernickel. A broad selection of spreads would also be on offer. Think peanut butter…strawberry jam…grape jelly.
Lightly Toasted to Black
Your choice of bread
With Peanut Butter?
Or Jam
And for us Minnesotans: white bread toast and butter.
Frequently, on Saturday afternoons, my Mom could be found hovering over the kitchen stove, crafting a simmering pot of “Eye-talian spaghetti sauce.” I marveled at the exoticness of it, especially since the smells coming from our kitchen were the same as those that wafted from the house of the mysterious and mystical Matroni family from Naples, Italy that lived down the street from us. They lived along my paper route, and when I dropped off the Chicago Sun-Times on Sundays, I often smelled the sauce simmering in their kitchen.
What I didn’t realize at that time was that Italian spaghetti (Creamette’s, from the A&P) was my mother’s way of stretching our sparse food budget in order to put dinner on the table for our extended household family of seven – two grandmas, an aunt and uncle, my mom and dad, and little me.
When we all sat down for supper at five o’clock, all eyes focused on the center of the table, where my mother placed the big honkin’ platter of spaghetti, smothered with the magical, mystical tomato sauce. The sight took my breath away.
What was also dead center at the table: a bright green cardboard can of KRAFT PARMESAN CHEESE – ”the classic flavor enhancer.” At first, we were all a little timid about what to do with this curious, new-fangled product, so we only sprinkled a few granular bits on top of our spaghetti. But we soon discovered that we really liked Kraft Parmesan Cheese, and later the spaghetti-laden supper table was set with two cardboard cans. When you said the word “Parmesan” in our house, you thought of Kraft.
The first in U.S.A.
Over the next several years, I discovered more upscale versions of grated Parmesan cheese – the tastiest being SARTORI from Wisconsin. American Parmesan needs to be aged 10 months, and that was a Sartori selling point.
Since then
Grated Parmesan readily available
Sartori... Do not grate ahead of time
Sometime later, when I came across un-grated Parmesan, I also learned not to grate it ahead of time. It gets flat, nasty and tasteless real quick.
Now let’s fast-forward a few decades to Bologna, Italy, where I attended Marcella Hazan’s cooking school.
In cooking school with Marcella
WOW!…BAM!…POW!…KAZOWIE! That’s when I discovered PARMIGIANO REGGIANO CHEESE!!!
Where I discovered the difference
First, let me explain.
Parmigiano Reggiano is made using a centuries-old process that is extremely tightly regulated. For a cheese to bear that name, it must come from the Emilia Romagna region in northern Italy and contain only three ingredients: unpasteurized milk from certain breeds of grass-fed cows, salt, and rennet (a potent liquid derived from a young milk-fed calf’s stomach).
King of cheese - Cheese of kings
The only region allowed
In Northern Italy
Emilia Romagna + Food Valley
THe breed... Vacche Rosse (Vah-kay Row-say)
The Designation of Origin (DOP) that guarantees authenticity is strictly enforced and protected by the Italian government. Furthermore, the cheese must be aged a minimum of one year (and up to four years) and pass a rigorous inspection from the DOC. The government authorizes only 300 makers and, by law, each is allowed to produce only 26 wheels per day.
The cheese-making process begins early in the morning with the milk being delivered to an approved facility no later than 8:00 AM. The milk is poured into heated copper vats, rennet is added, and soon curds begin to form. They’re broken up until the milk begins to coagulate into a single mass.
It's starts at the crack of dawn
Pouring milk into heated vats
The rennet is added
And it begins to gel
Now the cheese is lifted out and drained, leaving behind the whey (remember Little Miss Muffet?) which is formed and placed into molds to set. That’s when the dotted inscription that circles the entire wheel is impregnated into the rind. Then the wheels are transferred to a salt bath for twenty days in order to harden the rind. Afterward, the producers deliver the 72 lb. wheels to massive, humidity and temperature-controlled aging consortiums where they reside up to four years.
Cheese is drained leaving the whey
Formed in molds overnight
And then spends 20 days in a salt brine
And on to the consortium
Where thousands of wheels age up to 4 years
The result?
Over the months, an aroma, texture and flavor will evolve that is at once complex, earthy, salty, nutty, and moderately sharp, with notes of umami. The cheese also assumes an almost crunchy texture.
Every wheel inspected
And properly stamped
BUT STOP!!!!
Here’s a little sidebar that I’ll bet you didn’t know.
Parmigiano Reggiano isn’t the only food that Emilia Romagna is known for worldwide. BALSAMIC VINEGAR is another (I’ll save that for a future posting).
Emilia Romagna... So many good foods
And then there’s PROSCIUTTO DE PARMA, which comes from pigs that consume the vast amount of whey left over each day in the Parmigiano copper vats from throughout the region.
Not just Parmigiano...
But Prosciutto Ham as well
From the hind legs
The nutritional properties of the potent, high-quality protein in whey provide a jump-start for fattening up the young Prosciutto piglets and getting them started on the path toward the finest air-dried hams on the planet.
As the cheese is lifted out... The whey remains
The pigs drink the whey
And they love it!
In some respects, the production of Prosciutto is not dissimilar to that of Parmigiano Reggiano. It’s highly, highly protected by strict standards, with only certain breeds of pigs authorized to become Prosciutto. They must be born and raised in Emilia Romagna and their flesh air-aged in a huge consortium (CONSORZIO DEL PROSCUITTO). The final product is carefully inspected by official regulators who alone are authorized to give it the Designation of Origin.
The hams are salted & inspected
And aged, like Parmigiano, in a consortium
So there.
Now back to Parmigiano.
Chunks pried right off the wheel are wonderful all by themselves as a snack. Restaurants frequently put on a show and toss pasta directly in the big wheel tableside (sometimes even flaming it).
It's good in just chunks
Or when tossed with pasta... Of course
In cooking school, we frequently ended our meal with fresh chunks of Parmigiano and drops of 25-year-old Balsamic vinegar, and occasionally we prepared grilled cheese sandwiches filled with melty dark chocolate and Parmigiano Yeah, yeah, I know. But try it, you’ll like it.
Balsamic Vinegar? Oh yes!
Parmigiano & chocolate toasties
You’ll also love cheesy-roasted cauliflower laced with Parmigiano and heavy cream. And don’t throw away the rind! Add it to soups and stocks. For your next party, surprise your guests with Parmigiano chunks dipped in chocolate sauce that is no less than 70% cocoa. And give yourself permission to splurge a little on movie night at home by dusting your buttery popcorn generously with freshly grated Parmigiano Reggiano. Don’t skimp.
And Cauliflower Gratin
Use rinds in soup
Or on picks
Dipped in chocolate
So, here’s the rub: it’s pretty expensive – about $20 a pound. However, COSTCO sells the real thing – a two-year-old Parmigiano Reggiano – for about $12 a pound. Domestic Parmesan runs about $3 – $6 for 8 ounces.
I have a confession (HUSH! HUSH!): I don’t always use the real thing on my pasta. Perhaps it’s a childhood thing, or maybe pure convenience. But on rare occasions, I’ve been known to pop open a lid of pasta sauce and a bright green container of “you-know-what.” It’s my ultimate comfort food.
But now & then... I confess
And as a local restaurateur, I just don’t want to be caught at Lunds-Byerlys with that bright green container in my cart. I’m still recovering from being discovered a couple of years ago with a jar of CHEEZ-WHIZ at the checkout.
WIENERSCHNITZEL…what an inelegant-sounding German word, right up there with “ausfahrt” (off-ramp or exit).
Yet despite its ugly moniker, wienerschnitzel is such a beautiful dish. In fact, it’s so delicious that, in one form or another, practically every country on the planet has a version.
Most every country has a version
The word “schnitzel” roughly means cutlet – a thin slice of meat, pounded ‘til tender, then breaded and fried. The word “wiener” doesn’t mean hot dog or weenie. It means “of Vienna,” as in Austria.
Claimed by Austria
Together the words represent the national dish of Austria, where wienerschnitzel is actually protected by law. The meat MUST BE VEAL and it must be prepared and served in the traditional way – fried in lard and accompanied by fresh lemon wedges.
Especially Vienna
FIGLMUELLER RESTAURANT, founded in Vienna in 1905, is thought by many to be the first restaurant to serve wienerschnitzel. There it comes in several iterations, including “jagerschnitzel” (smothered in mushrooms) and “à la Holstein” (with anchovies, capers and a fried egg on top).
Figlmueller... The place for Schnitzel
Unadorned... And perfect
Jagerschnitzel... With Mushroom Sauce
And... A La Holstein... Capers, Anchovies & Fried Egg
BUT…HOLD ON. The origins are complex and even today are subject to debate.
See, Vienna takes credit for giving us the dish. It is said that wienerschnitzel was introduced to the masses by Austrian Field Marshall Radetsky, who discovered it while traveling in Italy early in the 19th century and returned to Vienna with the recipe.
Ask the Italians, however, and they’ll tell you that it was well established by that time – that, in fact, wienerschnitzel was first offered in Italy on a menu dating from 1134 for the Abbots of the Cannons of St. Ambroglio. It was called “cotoletta.”
But wait...
The Italians dispute Vienna's claim
They say it was first created in Milan in 1134
I’ve been privileged to enjoy delicious cotoletta à la Milanese, pan fried in clarified butter (not olive oil) at SOLFERINO RISTORANTE in the elegant and artsy district of Milan.
Best in Milan for Cotoletta
Since 1909
They do Veal Cotoletta...
And chicken
But, then again, does anybody really give a shit as to who invented it?
Paris has a version – a “skinny” one – called “paillard de poulet” (we serve a version of this pounded chicken cutlet at Salut).
Of course, Paris
The epicenter of the Paris iteration is on Avenue Montaigne, the world-famous fashion avenue and home to the collections of Gianni Versace, Christian Dior, and Salvatore Ferragamo as well as other world-renowned designers.
On the fashion street
Home to Versace
Ferragamo & others
And that’s perhaps why the fashionista restaurant L’ AVENUE prepares its chicken version of the schnitzel without flour, breadcrumbs, clarified butter, or – for that matter – flavor. Is it because of all the fashion models that work in the area?
The restaurant on The Avenue
Right in the middle
Joanne at L'Avenue
But never breaded
In Copenhagen, Denmark, the waterfront restaurant BURR specializes in free-range pork schnitzel, served three distinct ways. The first is wonderfully plain. All you taste is pork, butter and lemon. The second version sees the schnitzel buried under a load of chanterelle mushrooms sauteed in Danish Lurpak clarified butter. And the third iteration is topped with a mixture they call “boy” – a weird name for an intense garnish of lemon, capers, horseradish and brined anchovies.
And Denmark
In Copenhagen
Always Pork Schnitzel
Sometimes with Chanterelles
But most often... Capers, Lemon, Horseradish & Anchovy
As recently as the 20th century, the Ashkenazi Jews of Eastern Europe brought schnitzel to Israel. And since veal was not popular in the Eastern Bloc, chicken schnitzel was introduced, not so much as a main course but as a popular hand-held street food snack. When served as an entree, the chicken was breaded in challah breadcrumbs (sounds good). But at Passover time, Matzo cracker crumbs were swapped for challah (doesn’t sound so good, but I’d still dig in).
In Israel too
Often street food
With Challah bread crumbs
Except at Passover
Matzo crumbs then
Speaking of “not so good,” Russia has also gotten into the act – except they grind up the chicken…parts (innards? Feet? Beeks? Damned if I know) and call it “Pozharsky.” Never tried it.
Russia
Uses ground-up chicken
Innards? Feet? Beaks?
A surprise to me was that Japan and parts of Southeast Asia have their own take on the dish. It’s called “Tonkatsu” – “Katsu,” for short – and has absolutely conquered my tastebuds. A flattened chicken breast, it’s always dredged in Japanese panko bread crumbs for that extra crunch and is typically accompanied by a Kombu seaweed salad. The other topping of choice is wonderfully immoral: It is called “Katsu sauce” and involves, among other things, brown sugar and ketchup. I love it.
Japan
It's called Chicken Katsu
And always with Panko Bread Crumbs
Katsu Sauce... Ketchup, brown sugar & more
Usually with Kombu Seaweed Salad
Great Britian also has a version of schnitzel that, to me, seems reflective of its inability to shake off its post-World War II “make-do” culinary history. Called “parmo,” it’s a humble chicken cutlet inartfully smothered in bechamel sauce and crowned with cheddar cheese (what else?). It’s gooey and melty – a real “tummy-stuffer.” You’re most apt to find it in northern England.
Don't forget England
Served in the North
And it's called Parmo
And involves cheddar cheese
Not the best
So what’s the point? Well, MANNY’S is going to tip their toe into the “SCHNITZEL WATERS” this month with an exclusive interpretation of Chicken Milanese,” available for a limited time. It’s two flattened (but not too flat) fresh, hormone-free chicken breasts, seasoned, dusted with flour, dipped in…….well, the rest is secret. It’s topped with a tiny salad of arugula, cherry tomatoes and a misting of extra virgin olive oil.
The best is coming
Crispy & juicy
Chicken A La Milanese at Manny's
What is not a secret is that the plump chicken breasts come from a hen that has been specifically bred for her rather large breasts, the kind that may cause Playboy Playmates to wince.
Using big breasted, hormone free, tender chicken breasts