Daily Archives: May 18, 2010

Beef, Butchers, and Butter

One of the very nicest things about life is the way we must regularly stop whatever it is we are doing and devote our attention to eating. ~Luciano Pavarotti

So next on our list: Beef Wellington.  Beef Wellington, like most entrees with surnames in their titles, has a back story.  The dish got its name from the Duke of Wellington who earned the honor by sending word of Napoleon’s defeat at Waterloo. The French had created the dish and called it “filet de boef en crote”. The Duke apparently loved it and the English wanted to spite that silly French “emperor”…so the name got changed.

So basically Beef Wellington is the original “freedom fries”.

I used the recipe from The Joy of Cooking (Scribner, 2006 edition).  Classic recipe = classic cookbook.  And there is NOTHING more classic than TJOC….in fact, it’s going to require its own post.  Stand by.

Back to the beef.  There are basically four big ingredients: 1. the beef; 2. the puff pastry; 3. the pate or foie gras; 4.  something called “duxelles”.  I’ve pronouncing this like “duck’s L’s” which I think is pretty close.  No doubt the French would still pretend they couldn’t understand me….

First: buying the ingredients.  Most recipes call for a fillet of beef.  So basically a really big (eg. 3 lbs) filet mignon.  Which, I discovered, you have to pre-order and may have required pawning some of my personal belongings.  So- I chatted up the butcher at our local grocery store and asked for a substitute…he gave me a well marbled bottom roast tender enough to cook in the oven.  A 3 1/2 pound roast was about $13.  WIN.

Sidenote: I attempted to befriend the men working at the meat counter…I think they may be invaluable to this project.  They, in turn, demanded that I report back on the outcome of the Beef Wellington. DEAL.

Beef, shallots, Madiera, Mushrooms, and Pate. Mmmm.....

I also had to ask for help finding some sort of liver/pate/foie gras.  This deeply concerned the assistant manager….but HUZZAH!! They had it!  For future reference: the canned meat section is home to this treasure.  Also for future reference, I will try to avoid using the phrase “canned meat”.

First, the mysterious “duxelles”. This recipe was also in TJOC.  You mince a pint of mushrooms in the food processor and dry them off with a paper towels.  Saute them with lots of butter and finely chopped shallots until all the liquid is gone and they have browned.   Add 2 tablespoons of Madeira wine…which smells thick and boozy, like an after-Masterpiece-Theater kind of drink, and cook until evaporated. This is duxelles.

Cool this mixture.  Later mix the duxelles with about 1/2 cup of the pate and a couple tablespoons of Madeira to make a paste.

Next, sear your roast on ALL sides just to start the cooking.  Then let cool.  While this happens get your puff pastry situated so you can wrap your whole roast in it.  I needed two sheets rolled together to cover the roast.

Puff pastry, smeared with goodness, getting wrapped around the beef

Sprinkle the counter with flour and don’t over handle the pastry or it will start melting…it’s 1/2 butter.  No, I’m not joking.  Puff pastry is half butter.  So. Amazing.

So next you smear the duxelle/pate mixture on the pastry, center the beef on it, and smear the remaining mixture all over the beef.  Then, fold the pastry over the beef and seal the edges with an egg wash (egg + a little water + a little milk).   Disclaimer: this looks gross.

The whole things goes SEALED SIDE DOWN on a greased pan.  Cut a few slits to release the steam and to create a place where you can check the temp of the meat. Traditionally, you decorate the top with leftover pastry in the shape of vines and flowers.  I attempted two flowers but they looked like the trees in Horton Hears a Who.

350 degrees for about 45 minutes, then start checking with a meat thermometer. 160° is about medium, but keep in mind  it will keep cooking post-oven.  Pull it out and let rest.  I had to use a meat fork and a massive spatula to move it…veeerrry gourmet.

And…..drumroll please……

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Honorary Mention

When I was making the list of 30 I called my mom.  Naturally.  90% of the US population views their mother’s kitchen as the source of all their best meals.  And the other 10% would say their grandmother’s kitchen.

So, Mom threw a couple ideas out there: Irish Soda Bread (done that).  Lamb. (done that too).

Then my mom actually suggested roast goose to me.  And she said it just like that: “roast goose”.  Completely serious.  Do you know anyone who has roasted a goose? I don’t.  I can think of no one who has roasted a goose other than Bob Cratchit’s family.  I protested that it might be difficult to find a goose….she would have none of it.  “I’m sure your grocery store has goose.”   Oh, of course….right next to the figgy pudding.

A Christmas feast....no doubt complete with roast goose.

So “roast goose” did not make the list.  Buuuuut….if I turned 30 during the holidays, I would have had to do some serious research on procuring a goose.

I mean how awesome would it be to cry joyfully “The CHRISTMAS GOOSE!!” a la Tiny Tim on December 25th.

Pretty awesome.