Showing posts with label L.A. Culinary tour. Show all posts
Showing posts with label L.A. Culinary tour. Show all posts

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Into the Heart of L.A. with Rocco DiSpirito - from the heart

And so the day has to come to an end. Still sated from Scoops, our "Into the Heart of L.A." Culinary Group poured out of the limo (I could get used to saying that) and immediately hit delectable, pungent air. You knew immediately that this cheese store would deliver. What good is a cheese store if it does not boldly announce itself?

The aromas did not disappoint. Inside was a world of cheese, a world of flavor and the exploration began. Wines, earthy olive oils, crackers, a myriad of vinegars and condiments filled the shelves. But the cheeses took center stage. The gracious owner, Norbert of the Beverly Hills Cheese Shop had set up a test for us - similar to a Bertolli's Webisode "Into the Heart of Italy." Three cheeses are produced and you need to guess which one is from a cow, a goat and a sheep. The bloggers did very well. I had had only one sample thus far and was clueless. Although I certainly devoured the taleggio (cow) right after, accompanied with some shaved, salty prosciutto. The velvety cream in the taleggio really enhanced the sharpness of the prosciutto - it was mighty fine. My appetite returned.
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Purchases later, we were off to our final destination: The wine/food pairing with Rocco DiSpirito.
At the Four Season Hotel's new restaurant - Culina.



The group: All with grand photos (check their websites): Amanda from http://www.kevinandamanda.com/, Jenny from http://www.picky.palate.com/, Mandy from http://www.gourmetmomonthego.com/, Pat from http://www.millefiorifavoriti.blogspot/, Briana from http://www.blisstree.com/, Brittney from http://www.3qtguys.blogapot.com/, Shelisa from http://www.steamykitchen.com/ and http://www.big2beautiful.com/ and Sarah - our guide from http://www.thedeliciouslife.com/ and the scrumptious-looking http://www.tastespotting.com/. Visit them. Their enthusiasm and talents are contagious. Except for the food photos, today's blog photos are from Patricia Badolata of http://www.millefiorifavoriti.com/. Seeing L.A. through her eyes is a visual delight of riches. Do visit her. And let your eyes feast.


The group: I ate so much that day my buttons popped - but we were all game for more.

We all had copies of Now Eat This! from Bertolli Foods.


Ready to be signed by Rocco.




Rocco came during our tasting session. Our first plate was Involitini Di Manzo (Kobe A-5 beef, Delta asparagus, enoki mushrooms and some Parmigiano Reggiano. Accompanied by a light red wine: Nebbiolo d'Alba, giacosa fratelli; 2007 Piedmont) - the first taste melted slowly into my mouth beginning with the soft-as-butter Kobe beef and ending with just a touch of the poetical asparagus.



This was followed by Caponata di Carciofi (baby artichokes, Castelvetrano green olives, San Marzano tomato) accompanied by Pinot Bianco, haberle, alois lageder, Alto adige 2007. This is a heartier white wine than your sipping Pinot Grigio and enhanced the piquant olives, rich artichokes and the sweet tomatoes. I am playing with this combination in Minnesota. Baby artichokes are hard to find. Maybe some tangy artichoke hearts to replace it?


Our last plate was Suppli al Telefono (Saffron risotto croquette, mozzarella di bufala, tomato sugo) accompanied by Mamertino cru timpanara, Vasari, Sicily 2006 - a full-bodied deeply flavored red wines typical of Sicily - hearty enough to hold up the rich tastes of saffron, buffalo mozzarella and the summer-kissed tomato sauce.


Rocco spoke of his recipes. "Did you try the meatballs?" he asked again and again (you definitely knew he was proud of his make-over-lower-the-fat-cut-the-calories meatball recipe!) He posed with all of us (above with Sarah Gim from www.theDeliciousLife and http://www.tastespotting.com/). Sarah was instrumental in planning our trip. She helped create an agenda where we would would experience L.A.'s freshest and finest food finds.
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Rocco was definitely enamoured by the Kobe beef. At $250/lb. this is not your average grocery store beef. He wanted us to see the marbling that created the velvet texture and a huge hunk was brought to the table - to admire and to photograph. In the end, Rocco found himself upstaged by a slab of beef!


He didn't mind.



And he graciously returned to signing books and being photographed.



We spoke of Jamaica, Queens (his birthplace and mine). After a winter of cooking, I only had to look at the L.A. photos before I went into shock. Hence, my decision to "cook his book." Two weeks later, four pounds shed.

Brimming with the goodness of L.A., we soared into our the waiting limo for one last ride back to the hotel. Mandy serenaded us with "O Sol Mio" as we quietly sat soaking in the events of the day. It was a touching ending to an extraordinary event.
Bertolli Foods wanted us to experience local, fresh, artisanal and care of foods. Without going to Italy, they wanted to convey that what we experienced in L.A. is what Bertolli experiences as they create their frozen dinners - from prime ingredients, artisan products and respect and love of food. And this is what they\hope you will experience in a superior prepared food product. That is for you to judge.
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Their generosity shone in that trip by supplying us all with the an experience for the memory bank. And while Bertolli paid for all my expenses, my subsequent reporting is my own. From my heart. Why do otherwise? Every meal prepared is personal. Every glance, every moment, every exchange - it's always personal. Why not let the personal be from the heart?
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We all went our separate ways - but Pat and I would meet up later (ostensibly for dinner - but who wanted to eat after our ten-hour feast?) and wound up on the rooftop of the Thompson Hotel, taking in the sights, sounds and aromas of L.A. at night and talking of family, friends, foods, art, history and more. We bought each other a round of drinks, chattering, glancing, sipping, laughing and all the while I am thinking, "You know, Pat - I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship." And that, my friends, is from the heart.

Friday, May 14, 2010

Bertolli's Into the Heart of L.A. Festival of Flavor

L.A. Home of palm trees, light and extraordinary food. Bertolli Foods brought five bloggers and five of their readers to enjoy a Flavor Festival - utilizing fresh, local ingredients in the same way Italians do. When Rocco DiSpirito was asked why the food is so extraordinary in Italy, his answer was simple.
"Usually, nothing comes from more than ten miles away. Food is not trucked in from around the world. It's local and fresh."
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And so my Culinary Tour of L.A. from Bertolli Foods begins.

I found myself on an exquisite journey of chasing light, chasing aromas, palates, and emerging from a cocoon. Looking at the hills of Beverly from my hotel window and dazed at how this all came to be.


A wee bit raw from the loss of my father, missing his support and love mixed with three years of various challenges, I found L.A. had light to shine, light to spare and light to give.

(Photo from Pat from Mille Fiori Favoriti)
We were an eclectic group - from at least nine different states representing all the regions of the continental United States: an opera singer, an editor, marathoner, professional scrapbooker, photographer, playwright, recovering economist and retired nurse-turned photographer. The above photo is one of the few photos I have of us with faces....
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Mostly we looked like this:
(Photo from Pat from Mille Fiori Favoriti)
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Pat from Mille Fiori Flavoriti and I embarking on our adventure. Please visit Pat's blog - generous of heart and spirit, her blog unfolds the wonders of New York City not always prevalent on the tourist map. As the posts go forward, I will be linking to all the bloggers on the trip.

(Photo from Pat from Mille Fiori Favoriti)
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And what an adventure it turned out to be. A whirlwind of flavors, a jostling of light, a luxury of luscious. The limo was not hard to take!
(Photo from Pat Mille Fiori Favoriti)
Bertolli had set an agenda of sweet, savory and delectable feasts. The day was a banquet. And as they say in Italy, "A tavola non si invecchia." (You don't age while seated for a meal.) Taking that literally, I youthened a few years on the trip.
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I am dividing this trip into four posts - ending with the very gracious Rocco DiSpirito. (How can he not be gracious - he grew up in Jamaica, Queens - my hometown!) Dividing the posts is the only way to do the trip justice. I am the proud owner of two, autographed copies of Rocco's newest cookbook, Now Eat This! and I will be posting a recipe from the book at the end of each post. Pat generously brought me one as a gift and Bertolli kindly supplied me with one in L.A. My son has already confiscated the second one! From my samplings thus far, Rocco did not sacrifice one iota of flavor in trimming down the fat and calories. And in answer to Rocco's constant question, "No, I have not made the meatballs... yet."
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First stop: breakfast at the Griddle Cafe.


Wooden counters, retro charm, a step inside a time machine to the past. Journeying backwards to go forward. Food does this. It links us to to our past, grounds us in the present and give us eyes for the future.


Someday I may write a play about the strangers in my blog photos... wondering about their stories...


But for now, shall stick to my timeline....



And drink some welcome and much-needed coffee.


I had the Manhattan frittata - smothered with cheese, a huge hunk of ham, tomatoes and a side of fruit. The meal could have fed ten hungry ranch hands. I dug in.

"Mom's French Toast" - the most popular item on the menu. Each portion could have fed Sicily.



We introduced ourselves and except while eating, never shut up!

Representatives from Bertolli and Zucola group explained their passion for their brand. (The care of using fresh ingredients, making sure the pasta is al dente, giving a taste of Italy to the busy cook.)


And we dug in. All was quiet for a few minutes. Then the clattering of coffee cups, the laughter, and the stories began. As someone immersed in my own cocoon of woven stories, I was beginning to see my way clear. My time with the computer, my immersion in Dicken's London, NYC's 9/11, the Village of the Brothers Grimm - I had not interacted with the present for awhile. In-between sips of coffee, there was reflection. In-between flavor-bites, there were budding friendships.
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And after breakfast, we were on our way to L.A.'s oldest Farmer's Market. Back chasing the light. Finding new flavors, sampling the city. Embarking on a journey of tastes, rediscovering what I always knew - each journey is always personal.
Rocco's Tortilla Soup: (from Now Eat This!)
Rocco also makes homemade tortilla strips. But you need to buy the book - I cannot "tell all." I used more tomatoes, more broth and more chicken (which I poached). Peppered with some chipotle chiles in adobo sauce (good for you! increases metabolism, lowers cholesterol and blood pressure), this soup is packed with flavor and comes together very, very fast.
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Serves 4:
2/3 cup low-sodium chicken broth
1 cup fire-roasted, diced tomatoes
2 chipotle chiles in adobo sauce, chopped fine
2/3 cup hot, fresh salsa (I'm a wimp, I used mild - but locally made!)
1/2 cup fresh or frozen corn kernels
1 cup shredded, cooked chicken breast (from a grocer's rotisserie is fine)
salt and freshly ground pepper to taste (I did not use either)
1/2 ripe Hass avocado, sliced
1/3 cup chopped cilantro (I am odd about cilantro and used Italian parsley)
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Combine broth, tomatoes, chiles, salsa and corn in medium sauce pan. Bring soup to a boil over high heat. Turn heat down to medium-low, simmer for 8 minutes. Stir chicken into soup (I simmered another few minutes. Salt and pepper to taste and serve. Top with sliced avocado and fresh cilantro.
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"If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world." - J.R.R. Tolkien. And so it would.
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Tomorrow: Farmer's Market
Disclaimer: All of my transportation, hotel and meals were paid for by Bertolli Foods. The reporting and the opinions are my own.