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Heavy Rotation: Polenta, Goat's Curd & Tomato Salad
Monday, May 24, 2010
This dish, first enjoyed at my lovely neighbor Catherine's, haunted me for days before I finally got my act together and made it.
It has been on heavy dinner rotation ever since.
CB, who normally dismisses anything leafy as inadequate for the evening meal, devours it every time.
The key lies in the sizzling chorizo and grilled polenta - both hearty and hot enough to keep things from drifting into girly salad territory.
When serving myself, I double up on spinach and tomatoes and cut back on polenta and sausage, thus deferring my inevitable trip to the cardiologist for another day.
Meat for him, salad for her, and everyone is happy.
Polenta, Mozzerella Goat's Curd And Tomato Salad
(adapted from Donna Hay's Magazine, 50th Issue Edition, Warm Salads article)
serves 4
3 cups (750ml) chicken stock
1 cup instant polenta
60g butter, chopped
½ cup (40g) 1 cup finely grated parmesan
sea sald and cracked black pepper
extra-virgin olive oil, for drizzling
300g truss cherry tomatoes
2 chorizo, sliced
80g 125g baby spinach leaves
360g buffalo mozzerela, torn ½ cup goat's curd
dressing
2 tablespoons white balsamic vinegar
2 tablespoons olive oil
1 clove garlic, crushed minced
Preheat oven to 220℃ (425℉). Place the stock in a saucepan over medium heat and bring to the boil. Gradually whisk in the polenta and cook, stirring for 2-3 minutes or until thickened. Remove from heat and stir through the butter, parmesan, salt and pepper. (At this point, I found my polenta to be too thick and mealy; by adding a bit of hot water, just a splash at a time, I eventually got the creamy - not runny - consistency and volume I was after. Play this step by ear.) Pour into a lightly greased 20cm X 20cm tin and refrigerate for 45 minutes or until set. Turn out onto a board and cut into wedges. Place on a lightly greased baking try and drizzle with oil. Roast for 15 minutes or until golden and crisp. Set aside and keep warm.
While the polenta is roasting, make the dressing. Place the vinegar, oil and garlic in a bowl and stir to combine. Pour the vinegar and garlic into a glass jar, season with sea salt and ground pepper, screw on the lid and shake until the salt disolves. Add the oil and shake vigorously until the dressing is emulsified. Set aside.
Place the tomatoes and chorizo on a baking tray and drizzle with oil. Roast for 3-5 minutes or until the chorizo is crisp and the tomatoes are tender. Scatter the spinach leaves on the plates or platter, top with the polenta, followed by the tomatoes and chorizo. Dot with goat's curd and spoon over the dressing.
Enjoy.
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Thick, Chewy Granola Bars
Thursday, March 4, 2010
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Roast Beetroot, Goat Cheese & Walnut Salad
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
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Sunday Night Supper: Crustless Onion Quiche
Monday, February 22, 2010
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Sunday Night
Monday, February 1, 2010
5
Love Letter, Of A Different Sort
Friday, January 29, 2010

Dear Husband,
I hate to do this in a blog post, but we’re modern people, and I thought you should know:
I have found my soul mate.
Culinary, that is.
His name is Nigel.
I love him despite this.
He cooks.
He eats.
He writes.
I have been reading his diary, and let me tell you:
The man can put a sentence together.
He’s English and bangs on about crazy things like trifles, mullet, and blood pudding, but it doesn’t matter.
We are of one mind.
Listen:
“When I say butter, I mean unsalted. When I say sugar, I mean the unrefined golden stuff from Mauritius. Pepper is ground from a mill as I need it and not, absolutely not, ever bought ready ground. Oh, and when I refer to a grill pan, I mean one of those heavy ridged cast-iron grill pans that sits on the hob. You can now get them quite easily from cookware shops and department stores.”
Okay, so I've never bought sugar from Mauritius.
I didn't even know sugar could come from Mauritius.
It doesn't matter.
Sugar pretensions aside, his food is uncomplicated, but inspiring; simple, but not mundane.
Seasonal, honest, and real.
He had me at hello.
I hope you understand and can put jealously aside to enjoy his food.
We’ll be eating lots of it, starting with this:
Nigel understands that bacon makes everything better.
What more can I say?
Love,
Kate
p.s. My heart is still yours, even if my stomach belongs to him. I think you know who has the firmer end of the deal.
images from www.nigelslater.com
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Summer, Made Edible
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
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Experimentation
Friday, October 9, 2009
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Make This
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Although I'd never attempted either dish before, I was confident that they would turn out - thanks to Kylie, not me. And they did. Teamed with brown rice and blanched asparagus, topped with soft-boiled eggs, dill and parsley (another Kylie special), it was a simple, lovely meal - special and delicious, but not too taxing for a Tuesday. Success.
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Size Matters
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
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Have You Been Eating Your Veggies?
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
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Tim's Tomato Soup
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Ladies and Gentleman, fire up your baking sheets. Here is my interpretation of Tim's Tomato Soup.
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a visit to BabyCakes
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Skinny as they are, these do not look to me like girls who do deprivation. And I'll say this for them: they give good video.
Suddenly, a trip to BabyCakes, "New York's Most Talked-About Bakery", was high on our itinerary.
Did the bakery live up to the hype?
Well, that depends on who you ask: me or our target audience member, DB.
You know how men can smell over-eagerness and desperation at fifty paces? Apparently that radar kicks in well before the tender age of five.
I was desperate for him to love this place. And he knew it.
How else could I explain, after days of being told "I'm sorry, you can't have that" in restaurant after restaurant, DB's utter reluctance to sample anything in the bakery?
Maybe if I'd acted in a casual, throw-away manner....
Maybe if I hadn't built it up over the course of the 30 minute walk from Chinatown....
Maybe if we'd taken a cab.


