Monday 30 September 2013

Is Food Fashion #TRENDING?



Lazy Bones, the recently launched restaurant in London Farringdon, serves up fancy fast food with a surrounding of quirky interior design. When a friend slumped down next to me with her ‘starter’, she was carrying a bag of sour cream and chive popcorn. What may have been confined to the walls of cinemas has emerged as a savoury restaurant snack, and popped corn brands such as Proper Corn seem to be everywhere. It was then that it seemed food had become just as trend-focused as the fashion industry. Last year, the UK saw a rise in the consumption of colourful macarons, popcakes, boutique beers and artisan breads, and gradually died out and made room for savoury popcorn.

                Wayne Edwards at The Food People believes that popcorn in particular has become a food phenomenon because it hits a few trends”. He explains that, “Sweet and salty combinations such as salted caramel are everywhere, and it links to the nostalgia for American-style dining.”
So where have these attitudes come from? These fickle food trends are not something entirely new. Rashima Bhatia of the Indian restaurant Rasoi believes that the era of food trends has been developing since 2009, and now, in 2013, has reached its peak. Rasoi has ensured that different aspects of these trends have been woven into the menu. “We try to source ingredients that are local, and we also have an open kitchen to emphasise the trend of consuming only honest food.”

                An upcoming trend for late 2013 will be a change in restaurant concepts, such as dining in entertaining or unusual environments. The emergence of ‘edible cinema’, for example, allows the audience to eat the provided food packages that have to be consumed at corresponding moments in the film. Similarly, Dans Le Noir? in Clerkenwell Green (featured in the recent film About Time) borders on becoming more of a “sensorial human experience” than a restaurant. Their policy is for all diners to dine in the dark, which will not only intensify the tastes of the dishes but also helps raises awareness of a cause. As the founder Edouard de Broglie states, “half of our staff are visually impaired, but for an hour and a half they become our eyes and we become blind in the darkness. We believe that a good experience is much better than a long speech.” This fits with the new ‘Conscience Food’ trend, where the eating experience is almost educational and enables customers to ‘do their bit’ for a good cause.

                Needless to say, the fusion of British and Asian cuisine is an ongoing trend, now becoming more apparent with the rising appreciation for spicy street food. Some restaurants have embraced Asian cuisine in the style of ‘fast food’, creating a fusion of American and ethnic dining.

                It seems that simple food is not enough. Innovative chefs such as Heston Blumenthal are renowned for developing dishes close to laboratory experiments, such as an oddly delicious Chicken Curry Ice Cream. Are restaurants and brands pushing the boundaries of cooking due to cutting-edge TV chefs? “Chefs have raised the profile and interest in food,” Mr Edwards told us. “Chef Rene Redzepi chef served ants at his pop at Claridges and Wahaca had fried grasshoppers on their menu earlier this year!”Restaurants are becoming more adventurous and challenging of food traditions. Trends are injecting more excitement and fun into the food industry. The only issue is keeping up...

Article in Chaat! Magazine issue 13

Friday 27 September 2013

Fictitious foods

Imagine banqueting in Hogwarts’ Great Hall, indulging in a feast of pumpkin pasties, chocolate frogs and liquorice wands then washing it all down with an ice cold mug of refreshing butterbeer. The world of Harry Potter is rife with mouth-watering culinary oddities that can delight, or in the case of Bertie Bott’s Every Flavour Jelly Beans, occasionally disgust.

Happily, there was news last week that the world of Harry Potter is on its way back to the big screen. JK Rowling is set to pen an original screenplay adaptation of her book ‘Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them’. Released in 2001 to raise money for Comic Relief, the book is a fictional guide written by daring magizoologist, Newt Scamander about the colourful creatures of Harry’s wizarding world.

The film, or potential series of films, is likely to feature more weird and wonderful foods, which play an important part in bringing this vivid and vibrant world to life. However, Rowling’s world is not the only place where fictional foods play an important part in the story, and here are a few of what we think are the most noteworthy.


Lembas
Lembas (or waybread for those who don’t speak elven) is a meal with each mouthful. The occasional saviour of Samwise and Frodo on their long journey to Mordor, this hearty bread is presented to the heroic hobbits by enchanting elven lady, Galadriel. They say that one small mouthful is enough to fill a fully grown man, but that’s not enough to fill some hobbits. For instance, in the film series, upon Merry asking him how much he has eaten, partner in crime, Pippen happily turns to him and belches ‘four!’

Lopado­temacho­selacho­galeo­kranio­leipsano­drim­hypo­trimmato­silphio­parao­melito­katakechy­meno­kichl­epi­kossypho­phatto­perister­alektryon­opte­kephallio­kigklo­peleio­lagoio­siraio­baphe­tragano­pterygon
Don’t worry, I haven’t fallen asleep at my keyboard. For many centuries this fictional food was the longest word ever to appear in literature. The loose translation is a dish compounded of all kinds of dainties, fish, flesh, fowl, and sauces and appears in Ancient Greek playwright, Aristophanes’ comic play Assemblywomen.   

Scooby snacks
The transformative power of one of tasty treats means that an occasionally cowardly Scooby Doo is often the hero of the day.

Soap
In David Mitchell’s delightfully ambitious, sprawling novel Cloud Atlas, geography, genre and time are all heavily toyed with. The story spans 6 interwoven parts with the events and moralities of each echoing throughout the others. One of the most affecting parts is the dystopian story of Sonmi-451, a genetically engineered work-clone or ‘fabricant’. Here the fabricants feast on ‘Soap’, and it’s only later in the story that we find out the chilling revelation that the ‘Soap’ is actually recycled from the fabricants themselves…

Melange
Okay, this isn’t a fictional food per se, but rather the fictional drug central to the Dune series. Nicknamed ‘the spice’ by inhabitants of this world, Melange is a potent geriatric drug that gives the user a longer life span, greater vitality, and heightened awareness. Given its nickname for its powder-like consistency and likeness to substances like cinnamon, Spice can only be found on the arid and dangerous desert plants Arrakis.

Thursday 26 September 2013

A Caspian Negotiation

The Oil Industry and Crossing the Caspian Sea

The wait was intolerable. Waves of mania sent me and my travel partner, Nathan, from delirious peak to grim through and back again. Our boat rocked with swell as if to emphasise the point, and it made me feel queasy. Despite arriving to the Kazakh coastline after only 20 hours of our voyage, we were stationary, and had been for three days and four nights. We had watched the indolent sun journey its arc through the sky, and watched the moon gradually change shape, night on night, sliver by sliver. I breathed in the salty air, and stared at the nigh time sparkles marking Aqtau, and with it Kazakhstan, through the dark. It felt close enough to touch and taunted me. “Maybe I should do it” I thought. Was I actually thinking of diving into the largest enclosed inland body of water on earth, and swimming for it?

Baku, Azerbaijan, was the glamorous point of our departure a few days earlier. I sometimes found it hard not to feel like an ancient prince in Baku. In 1941 Baku was responsible for supplying over 70% of all the oil extracted in the whole of the Soviet Union, earning it the nickname “Black Gold Capital”. Evidence of the wealth this brought was everywhere. On a walk, Nathan had squealed in disbelief, “There’s marble columns in the underpasses?!”. But there was a dark side. As I was to find out, our journey from Azerbaijan across the Caspian Sea represented a microcosm of one of the biggest environmental issues of our time.
As we boarded our battered ferry, the motors shook the boat into life. Stuffed with intercontinental trucks and a large contingent of Turkish drivers, the ship started to make its way out of Baku’s famous port. Looking back towards the mainland, views of onshore oil fields were obstructed by the silhouettes of offshore oil fields. Mechanical clicks and squeaks faded, and Baku contracted behind us into a solitary pixel on my camera as we chugged out into nothing but blue space. 

The hours passed and there was not a single sighting of land. Up on deck, we spent an age jBlack Gold. Extraction of this most valuable commodity presents all kinds of risks to water quality, and many islands in the Caspian have suffered reduced populations of marine birds because of resulting ecological damage. Worryingly, recent proposals to build pipelines crossing the sea have multiplied the potential threats. 



ust looking out over the featureless seascape, being buffered by the bitter winds, and staying warm by chasing each other around like schoolchildren after lunch. Despite the seemingly desolate environment, the Caspian Sea supports a diverse and unique ecosystem.

Luckily, Nathan and I, were treated to a little comedy to take our mind off it. Our boat was captained by a real-life caricature. He was a short, stocky Azeri fellow who had plated all of his teeth in gold, and seemed to be forever smoking a cigarette that never burned away. Glass of Vodka in hand and wearing only a vest and trousers, the captain periodically made his way down to the dining room to enjoy the banter of the Turkish truck drivers as they whittled the hours away laughing and playing backgammon. Embedded in an impromptu Russian lesson he tried to give Nathan and I, was a piece of geography. “Rooshia”, he barked, pointing North-West, and glaring at Nathan to make sure he understood. Spinning clockwise with his arm outstretched like a human compass, our captain reeled off the remaining littoral states. “Kaazakheestan, Tourkmeneestan, Eeeran!!”. “Aaaaaand”, he drawled before pausing for dramatic effect, “AZERBAIJAN!!!!”. His golden grin was wider than our vessel.

Gaining collaboration between these nations with respect to the Caspian is difficult. How the resources are divided is an issue yet to be fully resolved by the five nations, and how the region is to be protected even less so. The sea represents a place of compromise: compromise between the need for oil and the need to protect the environment, and compromise between the conflicting interests of its encompassing nations. I had no idea that this would be a journey across such a politically and environmentally contested arena.

I turned in for the night, and slept badly on my steel bunk. The following morning was particularly clear, and I peered out across the still water. It looked like hammered pewter.  It was lucky that I decided against a chilly attempt for the shore, because as far as the eye could see are oil tankers from every corner of the Caspian, sat silently, as deadly giant barricades, waiting for their turn to unload their precious cargo.

WORDS BY DANNY GORDON

Hamper Heaven



You might have gathered by now that Chaat! magazine loves a good hamper. A perfect gift opportunity for any occasion, you can never go wrong with a hamper – especially one containing spicy products. Hamper Heaven is a fantastic company which produces a variety of ready-made hampers bursting at the seams with delicious luxury products. However, Hamper Heaven is different to the other competitors on the market because they can quite literally cater for all. From chilli to chocolate, ginger to ploughmans, there is a hamper perfect for everyone on this easy-to navigate website (we’ll pop the link below).

The best thing about this website apart from the diverse range of products is that they are separated into price ranges, showing you a list of all the hampers available within your specific price range. From under £30 – a nice gesture, to £70 and over – a lavish gift, the quantity of products vary but the quality is never compromised. Another unique element of Hamper Heaven is that you can choose from a variety of unique wrapping styles to make sure that your hamper is personalised and suitable for the lucky recipient. From feathers to Christmas trees, the gorgeous wrapping provides suitable embellishment for every occasion, and if you’re really crafty and want extra brownie points you can tell a white lie and say you wrapped it yourself!

Unsurprisingly, we have our eye on the “Chilli Fiesta” hamper which is bursting with fantastic chilli infused products, but we think the “Sweet Treats” hamper would be the perfect naughty, indulgent present for Christmas.  

So head on over to their website at http://www.lovehamperheaven.co.uk and get all your Christmas orders in early, or if you’re feeling mischievous then treat yourself! We don’t know about you, but we’re certainly hoping for a large possibly hamper-shaped present under our tree this Christmas…

 



Rainbow Turtle Fairtrade Hampers





As much as we may hate to admit it, Christmas is once again just around the corner. This means we need to get both our Christmas hats and thinking caps on simultaneously – for those gifts won’t just buy themselves. Here at Chaat! we’re obviously rather partial to a bit of spice, and think that a spice infused hamper would be a perfect gift idea for our fellow curry lovers.

Rainbow Turtle are a fantastic fair trade company who have a fantastic variety of hampers filled to the brim with personally chosen fair trade products to cater for your every need. Each hamper is individually wrapped in an environmentally friendly, recyclable package and is finished off with a beautiful hand-made gift tag from Peru on which you can personalise with your own message.

Naturally, we’ve got out eye on the “Curry Mania” and “Hot and Spicy Fair Trade” hampers, but at such a fantastic and reasonable price we might just indulge and buy them all! You can buy Christmas presents for yourself right?
The beauty of these hampers is that they’re not strictly restricted to Christmas, and you can splash out for any occasion. The “Chocolate Delight” fair trade hamper looks like the perfect gift for anyone who has a sweet tooth, and the “Fairtrade Pamper Hamper” is filled with products perfect for an indulgent night in. The only problem with Rainbow Turtle is knowing when to stop shopping! Before you know it your entire Christmas budget will be spent with a couple of clicks.





Celebrate National Curry Week With Chaat! Magazine




As a nation we illustrate an obsession with Indian cuisine. Being intertwined with British culture has enabled our love for the particular cuisine to grow and expand. It is so popular that we dedicate a whole week of our calendar to enthralling in it's brilliance.

National curry week runs from 7th-13th October, delving in the fantastic curry dishes that we are in reach of.

Founded by Peter Grove, food writer and historian, the event celebrates our undeniable passion for curry, feeding the  23 million of us that indulge in curry regularly.

Chaat! Magazine celebrates the world of curry all year round. The October/November issue is a great one to have with a large dedication to winter warming recipes to celebrate this glorious week in the comfort of your own home.

With everything from slow cooking curry recipes to luscious Indian styled interior to make a perfect Asian night in. We have The Incredible Spicemen talking us through their inspirations and dedications to spicy cuisine! Their knowledgeable catalogue of cooking tips provides us with the equipment to make curry week a food success.




Wednesday 25 September 2013

Tomato Potato Chilli Layer




Prep time:      About 10 minutes
Cook time:     About 40 minutes               
Serves:           4                                 


INGREDIENTS:

4                      Medium potatoes (fluffy),skin on, thinly sliced
1                      Onion, finely chopped
1                      Clove garlic, crushed
2tbsp              Tomato ketchup
400g               Can chopped tomatoes
2tsp                Chilli powder

                  
METHOD:

Preheat oven to Gas 6, 200ºC, 400ºF.

Place sliced potatoes, onions and garlic in a large plastic (microwave proof) bowl.  (They will cook quicker if not packed too densely – bigger bowl in thinner layer works best!).

Rinse slices with water, drain, place back into bowl.  Cover with plastic plate or cling film and cook.

MW = 800 watts
Category E

= 5-8 minutes


When potatoes are cooked shake bowl and stand for 1 minute, then drain. 

OR Hob: Place potatoes in a pan with just enough boiling water to cover them.  Lid on bring to the boil and simmer for about 8-10 minutes just starting to soften, drain.


Place potatoes etc in an ovenproof dish.  Heat together the ketchup, tomatoes and chilli, and pour over and lightly combine together. Cover with foil

Place in oven and cook for 30 minutes until tender and golden - Remove foil for the last 15 minutes.


Serve with seasonal steamed green vegetables.

Friday 20 September 2013

Chat with Chris Ramsey

INTERVIEW BY ALEXANDER TAN

Youre friends with Greg Davies and Al Murray. Whats the best piece of advice you received from fellow comedians?
- The best piece of advice I have ever had was actually from Jason Cook, my mate and creator of Hebburn... He said "to get good at stand up you need to compere, compere, compere" but then I found out he'd got that advice from the Frank Skinner book, so...

Obviously your comedy style is completely different to your Hebburn co-star Vic Reeves. How do aim for your style to be perceived?
- You can never control how someone will perceive your style, I'm sure there are people out there who see me as a haircut with a microphone! But I'm a storyteller, and I like to banter with the crowd. My material is always personal and I like to think the crowd know a bit about me when they leave (at the end of the show I mean, they don't just walk out during... Much)

Youre famous for being precious about your hair? Would you ever get it cropped or do you think that would have a Samson like effect on your comedy powers?
- Haha I'm honestly not that bad! It's people like Al Murray who've started this vicious rumour! I've actually just had quite a drastic trim as it was doing my head in... haven't done a show since though, so fingers crossed it doesn't have the Samson effect.

You were given a red card on Soccer AM after using an inappropriate word. Do you often get in trouble for saying things you shouldnt?
- Ah yes, the red card incident. I look like an absolute fool on the youtube clip as I sit trying to work out what I've said wrong. Idiot. I do stuff like this quite often, usually it's on a recorded TV show so it can be snipped out, but sadly Soccer AM was live. I'm at my worst if you put me in a room with someone who is quiet... I just talk and talk until I've dug myself into a massive conversational social hole.

Its cold up north does that mean that you eat hot curries to protect you from the cold winter nights?
- Yes, of course. And we all have flat caps and whippets and build ships and work in mines and love gravy...

Do you cook much at home? Do you make any spicy dishes?
- I love to make a really spicy seafood pasta with loads of fresh chillies. I attempted a curry from scratch once and it was an absolute disaster, I ended up getting a take away... I'll try it again one day, exorcise those demons.

As a panellist on Celebrity Juice, youve played the toilet Chinese whispers game. Whats the most unusual Chinese whisper youve heard about yourself?
- You get to hear loads of things that people say about you when you start doing this kind of job, but the maddest one I heard was the day my ex-girlfriend came home from work to tell me that her mate said I had been in South Shields (my hometown), 'flashing the cash' on a night out and had asked someone if I could buy their jeans (THE ONES THEY WERE WEARING) from them for £10. I was astounded... it was £20 and they were bloody nice jeans.
I'm kidding, it was total lies. I have no idea where it came from. It's insane and lets be honest £10 for a pair of jeans that a person is currently wearing is not FLASHING THE CASH... if anything it's a full on insult... and how on earth would he continue his night?! South Shields bars don't have the strictest dress code but even they would draw the line at clubbing in your kegs.

FULL INTERVIEW IN MAGAZINE 13

Thursday 19 September 2013

Gluten Free life is Sweet!

 
*Free From Gluten
*No Artificial Flavouring

* Contains Panache!

Valerie Cuppillard has compiled a catalogue of gluten free treats in her book, Gluten-Free Gourmet Desserts and Baked Goods. The pages burst with inventive recipes constructed with a wealth of variations and flavours for those who do not eat gluten.

Vallerie Cupillard is an award-winning author of various cookbooks. With this literature venture she seeks to open doors to culinary discovery, not focussing too much on the gastronomy themes but more on the experimentation of flavours and great possibilities that the gluten intolerant can indulge in.  

The book teaches how leading a gluten free life can be difficult, a tremendous change to the diet that seems greatly overwhelming to the individual. Many believe that eating gluten free means they have to let go of their treats and desserts that they love so much. We all enjoy sweet dishes now and again and with Vallerie Cuppillard’s help so can coeliacs.
 
Gluten is absent in rice, soy, buckwheat, tapioca, millet, quinoa, amaranth, chestnuts, almonds, hazelnuts and coconut. These ingredients can all be used when putting together a great bake! These fantastic products get looked over continuously due to our comfort with white flour. As a result to this we miss out on so many pioneering ingredients from the gluten free world, missing out on the flavours and textures they employ.

Such dishes as Lemon Brioche and Orange Caramel Cake really make the mouth water, how can coeliacs feel left out when such beauties are at hand? The honest ingredients used leave the coeliac at ease. Using only organic essential oils that are pure and natural, without preservatives is both ethical and tasty.
 
Star Recipe - **Banana Gratin with Cardamin - Pg 90 **

 
If you are a coeliac or just don’t eat gluten then check out our next edition of Chaat! We are running a large feature on the gluten free diet with interviews from Phil Vickery and Stevie Parle as well as lots of information from Coeliac UK about the diet and suggestions on how to spice up your gluten free meals.


Wednesday 18 September 2013

Cavemen loved curry!

It's not strictly true, but archaeologists have discovered 6,000 year old pottery that shows traces of spices mixed in with animal fat.

Fragments of the ancient dishes contained plant residues, which can be found in today's garlic mustard seeds. The peppery spice is part of the mustard family and isn't considered to have any nutritional value, mixed in with fat from animal remains and plants rich in starch.

The discovery suggests that the spice was added to the meal as flavouring rather than for nutritional purposes. It was previously thought that while our ancestors were mainly carnivores, prehistoric man only supplemented their diet with energy giving plants, which they began to cultivate and eat around 6000 BC.

When asked about the research they had undertaken, Dr Hayley Saul from the University of York stated "Our evidence suggests a much greater antiquity to the spicing of foods in this region than is evident from the macrofossil record, and challenges the view that plants were exploited by hunter-gatherers and early agriculturalists solely for energy requirements, rather than taste."

We wonder what a prehistoric curry would have tasted like!

New Ways to See Places

Part 2 Cycling: An Interactive Way to see Australian Wildlife

Danger is exciting, and few places represent danger like the Australian wilderness. As Bill Bryson put it, “this is a country where even the fluffiest of caterpillars can lay you out with a toxic nip”.
Many people have entertained the dream of one day travelling to Australia to discover postcard-worthy beaches, a hassle-free lifestyle and yes, the barbeques on which the clichéd shrimp can be thrown. But one other major draw is the plethora of wildlife that fills every corner of the land down under.  Nature reserves and tours offer safety along with the experience,  but  I discovered a different way, and in doing so emphatically confirmed the adage that Aussie animals are “out to get you”.

It began in Cairns, the heat of the day weighing down on my sweat-soaked shoulders. With some final mechanical alterations, I clipped my shoes into the pedals, and rolled out with a friend, Alan, onto the scorching tarmac of the Bruce Highway. A colony of ants marched, dutifully single-file, across the hard shoulder. We pointed our tyre treads south. My very own Australian safari was about to begin.
Relatively speaking, our first run-in with the local fauna was just around the corner, a few kilometres south of Babinda. We were faced with allegedly the most aggressive bird on the planet. Armed with a fearsome reputation and a horn, the dinosaur-like cassowary has huge talons that extend from muscular, sinewy legs that stretch ground-ward from a large, dark torso. If Alan and I were under any illusions about the bird’s menace, we had Leo, a local child, to squeal reminders at us that if we got too close to our avian friend, “his claws would be the laaast thing we’d seeeeeeee!!!!!!”. Pedalling away, the danger had been averted. For now.

The further south we rode, the more the tropical greenery was being replaced with browns and yellows. Echidnas, dead and alive, made fleeting appearances. Our river baths came with fear, the threat of crocodile attack always an outside possibility. A sleepless night spent in the mud with an ocean of croaking cane toads was followed by two mornings where we peered out of the tent to find herds of calmly grazing wallabies through the pale light. It was all terribly exciting.

But real scares started to come thick and fast. Alan nearly suffered the wrath of an angry, hissing snake bathing in the warm sun, while I, much more embarrassingly, actually yelped when a green tree frog presented itself inches from my face. Sometime later, and I was cycling into the night, tracing my path only by the few feet of visible white line. The uneasy silence was broken by an ominous rustling in a roadside bush off to the left. In a split second, a black form emerged and, thumped, louder and louder, towards me. Terror gripped me as the monster closed to within 5 meters, then 4, then 3. My heart pounded, legs screaming as I turned the pedals over as fast as I could. Veering left, my headlight illuminated the face of my predator; a wild, disorientated Kangaroo. Terrified by the light, the kangaroo skidded to a halt before retracing its tracks into the undergrowth, and I forced a relived chuckle through my panting.
I didn’t know it yet, but I had run out of luck.

Alan and I found a strikingly pretty spot in the wilderness near Yalboroo. Fighting through the tornado of mosquitoes, we pitched our tent. There was an edgy, almost sinister air about the place. I couldn’t put my finger on the exact scent, but the air smelled damp. The lapping ripples of peacefully swimming turtles and the wandering eyes of bearded dragons added to the eerie ambience, before fireflies lit up the river banks in their hypnotic attempt to inform us that we were not alone.

Fast forwarding and I found myself in an unfamiliar bed, now with a noticeable absence of wildlife. Consciousness forced itself upon me, along with sterile smells, muffled sounds and blurred, fragmented vision. Coming to, I craned to look down at my bandaged foot, and saw blood seeping to the surface. This was the result of two surgeries and a week on intravenous antibiotics. I was lucky nature had only nibbled back as I found myself in Logan hospital on grounds of a “suspected spider bite”. Bill Bryson was spot on.

The road to recovery stretched into the distance, but wasn’t as endless as it first seemed. I did begin to cycle again, and before too long, the finish line in Sydney had rolled into the crosshairs. I couldn’t imagine a richer way than cycling to experience Australian nature, but the utmost care must be taken. Australia is exciting and naturally vibrant, but also, importantly, a dangerous place.

WORDS BY DANNY GORDON

Monday 16 September 2013

Chocolate, Cardamom & Strawberry Swiss Roll


"I love the flavour of a little cardamom with strawberries and chocolate.  It is truly a marriage made in heaven."- Jo Wheatley
SERVES 6–8

4 large eggs
100g caster sugar, plus 3 tbsp for sprinkling
40g cocoa powder
40g self-raising flour
25g cornflour
300g strawberries,
hulled and sliced
3 tbsp cardamom sugar (see pages 248–9)
300ml double cream
150ml Greek yogurt
1 tsp orange zest,
finely grated
50g white chocolate,
finely grated

You will also need a 30 x 23cm Swiss roll tin lined with buttered baking parchment

Preheat the oven to 180°C/350°F/Gas Mark 4.

Using a free-standing mixer, whisk together the eggs and 100g of caster sugar until pale, light and fluffy. The mixture should double in volume.

Sieve the cocoa, flour and cornflour into another bowl and fold into the egg mixture, one third at a time, using a large metal spoon.

Carefully spoon the mixture into the prepared tin and bake on the middle shelf of the oven for about 10–12 minutes until puffy and well risen.

Lay a large sheet of baking parchment on the work surface and sprinkle with 3 tablespoons of caster sugar.

Turn out of the tin onto the parchment and peel off the baking paper. Roll the cake up, starting from one of the short ends, and with the sugared parchment inside the sponge. Cover with a slightly damp tea towel and leave to cool.

Sprinkle the strawberries with half of the cardamom sugar and leave to one side for 5 minutes.

Whip together the cream, Greek yogurt, orange zest and remaining cardamom sugar until it forms soft peaks.

Carefully unroll the sponge. Sprinkle with the white chocolate and lay the strawberries over them. Spread the cream mixture over the strawberries and re-roll the sponge as tightly as possible.


Cut into slices to serve.


 A Passion for Baking by Jo Wheatley (Constable, May 2012) is available in Sainsbury’s stores.

Friday 13 September 2013

Fresh seafood anyone?

People in Seoul yesterday had their tonsils tickled by tentacles. Visitors from across South Korea indulged in an annual live food eating contest in which they munched down on everybody’s favourite cephalopod mollusc, the octopus! Participants who invertebraved the challenge (yes I've seriously used that pun) had to contend with 8 sticky legs of clambering over their faces as the slimy squids struggled not to be consumed. Of course, very few succeeded.
This gruesome practice certainly seems alien to us, but it got me thinking, perhaps British culinary customs are odd when put through the prism of outside minds?

Haggis - The most obvious example would be haggis of course. Revered by Scots, so much so that it was once celebrated in a poem by Robert Burns, if we're being reductive the dish is little more than a bag of nasties. Made from a sheep's heart, liver and lungs and wrapped in a beautiful succulent stomach lining, the haggis doesn't at all resemble a malnourished brain. However, despite being wonderfully tasty if we're being honest, those of us south of the border, and just a few of those North too, still find this concoction a tad strange.
Black Pudding - A delicacy usually reserved for the pasty white, impossibly charismatic, and sometimes sparkly, blood is usually last on peoples list of what to put in your mouth. Yet a favourite across British breakfast tables and greasy spoon cafés nationwide, blood is eaten in the form of black pudding. A crumbly, dark brown sausage made from blood, oatmeal, onions and fat, for my money is the best thing about a Full English.
Lavarbread - Resembling a tiny bit of cud that a cow has vomited onto your best crockery (yes, ew) lavarbread is synonymous with the stunning welsh coastline. To create the Celtic delicacy seaweed is collected, cooked and minced. Traditionally served with cockles or bacon, it is deliciously salty and supremely good for you.
Battered Mars Bar - Finally, we return up north to explore this cuisine that eaten by approximately no-one. The battered Mars Bar is a deep fried dish is that, for the most part, is mainly sold to tourists looking for a true taste of Scotland. Essentially a cardiac arrest waiting to happen, this odd blend of sweet and savoury is partly to blame for Scotland’s unfair stigma of a nation of unhealthy eaters.
Okay, so there is probably a point I should make here about the oddest food we in the west we actually consume being the crazy amount of products packed full of artificial colours, flavours and preservatives, so much so that what we’re eating is barely food in the traditional sense. However, I’m currently far too hooked on e-numbers to ever betray them...

Thursday 12 September 2013

Authentic Vegetarian Recipes


 
 
Book Review – PRASHAD

Kaushy Patel’s inspiring text displays all the cultural wonders of Indian cuisine. The vegetarian cookbook explores the contextual background that has fed Kaushy’s culinary inspirations during her lifetime. With illustrations of her loved ones sprinkled throughout, the reader is offered a narrative charting the origins of her dishes making it a greatly personal and unique catalogue of recipes.

With advice on aspects of cookery from spice and equipment to dietary requirements Prashad caters to all reader’s needs. Recipes for bread, curries, drinks deserts and much more can all be located in this one book. The Innovative twists on traditional dishes bring a modern repackaging of Indian favourites allowing the beauties of Indian food to be available to the masses.

 
Star Recipe **Round aubergine satay – pg 108  

Wednesday 11 September 2013

Agritourism in Mantova, Italy

 A Slumber Party with Sleeping Beauty

I arrived, filthy and sun-beaten, at my destination, though I wasn’t altogether sure that I was in the right place. I appeared to be on a ranch. The gate was open, and the silt path led only to a large, empty-looking barn conversion that backed onto a jigsaw of mismatched fields. A faint smell of manure hung in the air. Only a few steps away was the start of an eerie agricultural graveyard. Chickens wandered through the minefield of motionless, rusting tractors and ploughs, clucking uncertainly. The temperature was beginning to drop as the day slipped away. Suddenly, a rustling behind me cut through the ambient noise like a knife. I turned slowly. Two soulless, black eyes bored into me.

Reception at an agricultural campground in Mantova, Italy

My mind was playing tricks on me; my gaze met only by the apathetic stare of a goat. As I re-composed myself, a wiry man with leathery skin and a contagious smile, emerged from the trees and beckoned me towards his best piece of turf. Me and my tent would be happy here. Gratefully, I shook Stephano’s hand, noticing his firm grip and calloused palms. This was my first acquaintance with Italian Agritourism (Agriturismo), and would be nothing like I had expected.

Lying in the shadows of the giants of the Italian tourist board, Mantova is hemmed in by Milan to the West, Lake Garda to the North and Venice to the East. Although the town is famed for being the site of Romeo’s exile in Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet, and for being the old home of the Gonzaga familylocals affectionately refer to the town as La Bella Addormentata (“the sleeping beauty”). Nestled among three slumbering lakes and resting comfortably on the green bed of the Po plain, it is easy to see how Mantova earned its nick name. But truth be told, La Bella Addormentata is not disturbed nearly as often as she ought to be.

An hour later, I was invited inside, out of the cold. The wife of the Stephano, Laura, was a rotund lady, and full of cheer. Her two children raced around, attempting to catch each other amidst fits of laughter around the large, heavy wooden table residing in the centre of the spacious dining hall. The scent of roast pork fluctuated as Stephano and four bearded men entered the building. The four men, like princes with their noble steeds, had ridden horses all the way from Lake Garda. Removing their wide-brimmed hats, and hanging them from the corners of their chairs, the cowboys began to tell me about their journey.

The eastern road into Mantova, Italy
Acquaintances behind us, Stephano uncased his guitar and began an impromptu sing-song with his daughters, before moving onto classics like 'Yesterday' for my benefit. In an effort to absorb as much of the experience as I could, I agreed to hear a song about a beautiful woman from the South of Italy. Stephano would sing one line of the song, before translating it into broken English for me, much to the amusement of the Italian cowboys. The song proceeded like this:

“I went to a pub after a sunny day”
“And spotted a pretty girl called Pepper across the room”
“So I asked her for dance with me”
“But she smelled very badly and I asked her why”
“She told me she had been sick”
“And I said I couldn't bear it”
“I sat down and left her sad” (the melody began to fade out ominously here)
“And wished on her a thousand cancers”

I slowly scraped my jaw off the floor. “A thousand cancers?”, I inquired, sure that a deeper message had been lost in translation. “Of course!”, he confirmed, a cheeky glint in his eye as he slid me a coffee with a shot of homemade alcohol. “Made from apples!”, he chirped happily. That did not stop the drink being so alcoholic that any spillage might have seriously challenged the integrity of the wooden table.
I waved my goodbyes yelling “Gratzie” as I wheeled out of the farm the following morning. My experiences of both Mantova, and Italian Agriturismo had proven wonderfully unexpected. Agritourism is a cheap, ecologically responsible and creative way to see many places of real natural beauty and is becoming increasingly popular. On this evidence, you certainly do not get what you pay for; you get much, much more. If travelling to North Italy, be prepared to exchange the hotel for a farm, and swing by to give La Bella Addormentata a prod. You might just be surprised when she wakes up.

Ridiculous, hilarious and downright bizarre consumer complaints

In this 21st Century technology driven world, reputations and good customer impressions are more important than ever.

Review sites are all over the internet, asking consumers for feedback; it's not at all surprising that negative reviews are putting people off from visiting restaurants, hotels and attractions.

And as a race, humans are champing at the bit to give their opinions, good, bad or ugly! Here are some of our favourite complaints from all over the internet:

  1. "Don't fall over in the bathroom, you'll be consumed by the rampant mould on the shower curtain."
  2. "Definitely not for English people, prepare to be treated like a foreigner."
  3. "No chips or salad, just greek food." - about a restaurant in Athens.
  4. "It was raining heavily, and they did not even provide umbrellas."
  5. The building was too old and the city was too noisy." - about Rome, we kid you not...
  6. "The beach was too sandy."
  7. "Topless sunbathing should be banned. My holiday was ruined as my husband spent all day looking at other women."
  8. "No-one told us there would be fish in the sea. The children were startled."
  9. "There are too many Spanish people. The receptionist speaks Spanish. The food is Spanish. Too many foreigners." - arghh what is with you, Spain?!
  10. "We had to queue outside with no air conditioning."
  11. "On my holiday to Goa in India, I was disgusted to find that almost every restaurant served curry. I don't like spicy food at all." We have no words.
  12. "It's lazy of the local shopkeepers to close in the afternoons. I often needed to buy things during 'siesta' time - this should be banned."
  13. "My camping holiday was ruined by the intrusive noise of cows mooing."
And our personal favourite:

    14. "My fiancé and I booked a twin-bedded room but we were placed in a double-bedded room. We now hold you responsible for the fact that I find myself pregnant. This would not have happened if you had put us in the room that we booked."

Monday 9 September 2013

Why does Britain Love TV's Cooking Duos?

Mel & Sue
"On your marks. Get set. BAAAKE!"
We seem to have experienced a surge in cooking show popularity in the last few years. The Great British Bake Off is back on our screens, and is arguably a major factor in this cookery show craze. Yes, the competition aspect is part of the appeal, but aside from mental note-taking of all the things I'm going to make (and won't), the reason why I'm so engrossed in this show is the quick-quipped presenters, Sue & Mel, and the all-knowing judges Mary Berry & Paul Hollywood. When it comes to cookery shows, I love a TV duo.

The Hairy Bikers

Cooking can be quite stressful (ever attempted to make macaroons?), and funny duos inject some comic relief into a competitive atmosphere that induces stress. Baking is hard enough without the pressure of cameras, Paul Hollywood and a time limit.When a trifle is dropped or a finger is cut on GBBO, Sue & Mel are there to offer support and help contestants see the funny side of what could seem an absolute disaster/bloodbath. It's also nice to have a couple on-screen that claim to be a bit clueless at baking. Being a relatively mediocre baker, consistently watching a group of people that are far better than I am would sadden me rather than make me feel entertained.

The interaction between Tony Singh and Cyrus Todiwala on the fabulous new cooking show The Incredible Spice Men is both hilarious and informative. These two loveable characters banter and bounce off one another in the quest to make Britain spicy. It's also a good way to combine the knowledge and experiences of two people, serving up more stories, tips, and allowing us to see a more relaxed, conversational side of each presenter. It's always nice to see an on-screen friendship, sharing a love of food.
The Incredible Spice Men

Take a look at the new issue of Chaat! Magazine for our interview with GBBO's 2012 winner, John Whaite!

Friday 6 September 2013

The world's most expensive cuisines

Ever since man ousted the barter system and created currency there have been some fairly odd ideas of what’s acceptable as legal tender. Swapping cash instead of cows may seem to the many as the more refined way of conducting business, yet some of the ways in which money has manifested itself are decidedly odder.

Amidst the craziest forms of cash is the Rai Stone. Believe it or not, the island of Yap in the Solomon Islands is home to, quite probably, the word’s weirdest choice of wonga. Locals on the island can often be seen trading large limestone disks with a hole in the middle as a form of currency. And when I say large I mean large. The biggest of these can be up to 12ft in diameter and 1.5 metres thick. Elsewhere people have used squirrel pelts, balls of turmeric and dollars filled with holy water as forms of money.

On a similar note (if you’ll pardon the pun) the Royal Mint are to issue the UK with its first ever £20 coin. The coins, displaying a traditional image of St. George and a Dragon, are to become available in the UK from October 31st. This had us thinking, what are the most expensive foods that money can buy, whatever currency you choose to use:


1. The most expensive Sushi

Made by Filipino Chef Angelito Araneta Jr., five pieces of this fishy delight cost roughly £1,300. Each individual piece is wrapped in gold leaf and leaf and topped with caviar, Mikimoto pearls and served with an actual diamond.

2. The most expensive dessert
An even more opulent show of wealth would be to part with $25,000 dollars to purchase the world’s most expensive dessert. Found in the restaurant Serendipity 3 in New York (also home to one of the world’s most expensive burgers) The chocolate ice cream sundae contains a blend of 28 different cocoas, including 14 of the most expensive in the world. It is then decorated with edible gold and served in a chalice lined with even more edible gold. In addition to this, there is an incredible 18 karat gold bracelet with 1 carat of diamonds in the bottom of the sundae!

3. The most expensive curry
Of course our favourite of all these pricey platefuls however is The Samundari Khazana available in The Begal Brasserie in London. For £2000 a pop the ‘seafood treasure’ is a mix of Devon crab, gold leaf, a Scottish lobster coated in gold, four abalones, white truffle, Beluga caviar and four quail eggs. Sounds wonderful, but perhaps a little too expensive for our tastes.

Thursday 5 September 2013

We know the deadline for football transfers has passed, but team Chaat! would like to make a bid…..

One  David Beckham please!

We probably can’t match what Real Madrid paid for Gareth Bale but we feel we have an even better offer, a lifetime subscription to Chaat! Magazine and a free curry when our restaurant opens. What do you say Beckham?...

There have been circulating rumours of the retired footballer’s immersion in the world of fine dining. His friendship with Gordon Ramsay has raised questions about the type of food that Beckham would serve if he were to open a restaurant. Allegedly the ex-midfielder wants to move away from pretentious cuisine and towards good wholesome cockney grub, reportedly a chain of pie and mash establishments.

The sporting legend is said to have teamed up with potty mouthed ‘Hell’s Kitchen’ Chef Gordon Ramsay for a new culinary venture! ‘The Union Street Café’ in London has gone down a storm, and regarded as 'top of the league' by many hungry and inquisitive potential guests. The venue is still under construction and described as an "urban warehouse destination", encapsulating the rawness of London. Due to open on 16th September the Café took over 2,500 bookings in the first two hours of taking reservations. Many say this is solely due to the intrigue of Beckham’s potential involvement.

While restaurateurs all over the world are struggling in this current climate, there is said to be around 20 new establishments opening in the capital of London in the next month alone. According to Adam Hyman, the publisher of restaurant publication The CODE Bulletin, the amount of new food businesses is partly due to the time of year, “There are usually quite a few launches in September, as restaurateurs traditionally hold off until people return from their holidays and London Fashion week begins – but this year it’s a step beyond. We’re not just talking chain openings either – you are seeing a growth in both fine dining and casual restaurants, too.”

Big shots such as former Ramsey acolyte Jason Atherton are also venturing into the restaurant industry. Atherton is delving into an establishment in Berners Tavern, ‘Edition Hotel’ in Soho. This is along with Angela Harnett who is endeavouring into a spot called ‘Merchant’s Tavern’ in Shoreditch. We will also witness the re-launch of ‘Boulestin’ in Mayfair and ‘Koya Noodle Bar’ in Soho.

This new business confidence is greatly present within the celebrity world which makes one question the state of the food industry. Is this what the food Industry has come to? Do we need celebrity endorsement to get restaurant seats filled or will good honest cooking be sufficient? On the basis of both revision and rejection we will not be buying Beckham to endorse our restaurant but we hope our beautiful food will do. We will keep you updated on ‘The Duchess of Deli’ and look forward to seeing you all there at the opening. Who knows who we will have on board for the launch……(by the way, it's not David Beckham).
Share your thoughts and comments with us!

Trains, Planes & Rice on Wheels

The use of Transport in Flores, Indonesia

Not without a hint of apprehension, I stepped onto the rickety, well-loved bus to undertake the long and sickeningly winding journey from Labuanbajo to Bajawa. I was about to see Flores in all its glory, from the dramatic, lush landscapes to the charm of local commuters. Seven or eight hours of travel lay ahead of me, though I had learned to take such estimates with a veritable handful of salt.

The bus smelled a little dank, musty with the scent of livestock, but the atmosphere was welcoming, and smiles ubiquitous. A twig-thin girl wearing a sequined jilbab could not hide her curiosity in me, a bule, and periodically swivelled on her mother’s lap to steal glances at me from between the seats. I was confident I was on the right bus, but was nonetheless concerned when the bus boarded a ferry. Concern was quickly replaced with a combination of relief and amusement as sun-beaten, shirtless men heaved sack upon sack of nuts and rice into the bowels of the vehicle, before piling the sacks onto the roof like the blocks of the Egyptian pyramids thousands of miles away. Once every nook had been occupied, every cranny stuffed full, the driver guided the reluctant bus around the town in search of further passengers to fill the spaceless places in a vehicle that was starting to resemble a stuffed sack itself.
Eventually we set off, the bounce of the road exaggerated by the hard rice-bag on which I was sitting. The flood of green flowing past the window was mesmeric, and I had soon tuned out the claustrophobia of it all. With nothing to do, I employed my time as an instrument of reflection, marvelling at the pragmatism of transport in this beautiful country. There is never a wasted journey in Indonesia.
A blur of serrated, knife-edge peaks bit into the sky outside like an oscillating, emerald carving knife and they drew me in for what felt like hours. I was absorbed by thoughts of previous similar experiences; the Uzbek trucks loaded with tree trunks and local men, Serbian horses pulling carts of goods and squabbling chickens, and Ladas in Kazakhstan harbouring piles of plants, people and electronics.

Cramped Uzbek man in a shared taxi in Denov


My daydreams were interrupted as we ground to a halt in Ruteng with the dusty engine’s lyric splutter. I was sitting next to an open window and could smell the scent of hot nasi goreng emanating from nearby food carts. A passing young man cheekily tugged on my leg hair through the window, smiling in my direction in order to share the joke. I laughed and pretended to threaten him out of the window. Yet more people piled into the bus at the stop, and began using the laps of existing passengers as extra seats.

Our journey resumed, along with my daydream. I cast my mind’s eye back over one almost very ugly, illustration of resourceful transport. In Java, near Bojonegoro, a driver, a female student and I made our way along a good quality road that bobbed and weaved its way through mountains and banana trees.  We were travelling in a people-carrier, and were greeted by a small intersection where all four corners were peppered with colourful bamboo market stalls selling fruit, fish and beautiful textiles. Taking the stop sign as an unhelpful suggestion rather than an instruction, our driver accelerated into the junction. A four-way pile-up very nearly ensued , and would have included three jilbab-clad women wearing Air Max equivalents riding a motorbike, a becak (a three-wheeled bicycle rickshaw) carrying an entire 4-person family plus luggage, and a horse pulling a hay-loaded cart guided by a weathered Javanese farmer nonchalantly chewing grass. Extreme road and vehicle use is not uncommon in many places around the world, but the more I had thought about this surreal episode, the less sure I had become that stretching every available resource in a transportation infrastructure was entirely a good thing.

Another sack of rice was passed through the rear window and dumped on my lap, crushing the air out of me, and just like that, I was certain it was not always a good thing.

Funnily enough, weeks later and I would be rolling down the glossy tarmac of an Australian carpool lane, allowing a smile to creep over my face at the sheer irony of it all. Australia, and many other more wealthy nations, is now so resource rich that people are actually rewarded for not underusing an available commodity.


I sensed the need for some compromise.

WORDS BY DANNY GORDON

Wednesday 4 September 2013

Competition Time with Our Garden Columnist


















In the ‘Garden Zone’ feature of Chaat! Magazine, we are fortunate enough to experience the wisdom of one of the nation’s favourite gardeners, Bill Oddie, on a bi-monthly basis. The Dr Dolittle of birds and shrubbery (Dr Coo-little, perhaps?) provides hints and tips on maintaining your garden, and advice on how to entice beautiful wildlife into your own back yard. He’s even managed to channel his expertise into a fantastic product range of bird foods to keep our little winged friends happy, and this is where some lucky Chaat! readers could be in with a chance to win products from the’ bird whisperer’s’ range. 

We have a Haith’s Hamper or 1 of 5 bags of 1kg of Bill’s Autumn and Winter Seed up for grabs to help keep our feathered chums happy and full-bellied. To win, simply email “HAITHS” with your contact details and address to competition@britishcurryclub.co.uk. The closing date is 31 October, 2013.

In our latest issue of Chaat!, issue 14, Oddie uncovers the mystery of disappearing of our garden friends in early August and the benefits of using good bird food. Bill Oddie’s Bird Food Recipes, which can be found in the pet food aisle at Asda, Sainsbury’s, Wilkinson and Waitrose, or online for www.haiths.com. Pick up your bird food now –and subscribe to Chaat! to get the tips of the trade from Bill Oddie himself delivered right to your doorstep.

T&Cs: Haiths would love to inform you about their special offers in the future. If you do not wish to be contacted by Haiths, please state so in your competition entry email.

Get Your Bollywood On at Bestival!

Summer is nearly over, which means the days of flowery headbands and wellies for the use of fashion rather than practicality are almost behind us. The summer of 2013 which has been full to the brim with festivals, certainly got everyone talking. We saw the notorious bad boy Eminem headlining Reading, the kings of rock and roll The Rolling Stones take the stage at Glastonbury and the scary ones who wear masks Slipknot command the moshpit at Download. But Chaat! is here to tell you not to worry, get your wellies on for one last hurrah as Bestival spans from the 5th ‘til the 8th of September as a glorious end to this festival frenzy. With its dramatically diverse line-up and Indian inspired “Bollywood Field” we have a fancy that (the appropriately named) Bestival might just be the cherry on top of an already pretty impressive cake.


The Bollywood field is pretty much exactly what it says on a tin: a grassy location within the seemingly everlasting fields of Bestival dedicated to Indian lifestyle and culture. You enter the glorious Indian temple entrance way and are immediately engulfed in Western ambiance. The fields are laden with beautiful Indian day beds and the silk umbrellas which are perfect for relaxing under and taking in the atmosphere. The centerpiece of the Bollywood field however is the Bollywood tent, the stunning interior of which has been hand-stitched and crafted in India. The tent is furnished with huge, majestic peacock chandeliers, securing the Bollywood theme is transcends every inch. There is also an Indian themed cocktail bus parked outside for you to wet your Bhangra whistle. Why not accompany a spice infused cocktail with some traditional Indian street food from Rola Wala? Their stall, serving mouthfuls of Indian Street Food heaven can be found in the Young Foodies Tent, a tent filled to the brim with the up and coming food connoisseurs of the nation.


Good music, good atmosphere, curry and cocktails, all to the background noise of Snoop Dogg dropping it like it’s hot, or Elton John, who thankfully isn't performing on a Saturday – so there should be no fighting. If this doesn't tickle your pickle (or chilli) then quite frankly, we don’t know what will.