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Shorty

When I was first starting out as a food writer, in 1999, it seemed like everyone was talking about short ribs. Every self-respecting restaurant had braised short ribs on the menu, except the Korean restaurants, which had grilled short ribs, and everyone proclaimed the economy and flavor of this–and I recall this phrase specifically–“neglected cut.”

I would nod along dutifully whenever I read this sort of thing, despite the fact that I’d never eaten a short rib and wasn’t entirely sure what braising was. I had eaten beef ribs at Tony Roma’s. Then one day it all came together. I had an appealing recipe (which I’ll give below), short ribs were on sale at Whole Foods, and Laurie was out of town, so if the short ribs were terrible I could throw them out and if they were great, I could save her some.

The short ribs were not terrible. Everyone was right. Since then I’ve cooked my way through many short ribs, and I have, if not wisdom, at least some observations to impart on the subject. And I still make, with a few changes, that first recipe, which is from Mark Strausman’s terrific book The Campagna Table.

* Short ribs come in two cuts.

*English-style ribs* are a three to four-inch length of a single rib with meat attached. They tend to hold together best in the pot and make the best presentation, and they are also more likely to be found in a supermarket. The drawbacks are that they tend to be a little more stringy (though rarely unpleasantly so), require a lot more trimming, and often you end up with some pieces with almost no meat on them.

*Flanken-style ribs* are cut across the ribs so that each piece has three or four bones in it. (Three is easier to deal with.) I tend to buy these when I can, and I usually can, since they’re sold at Don and Joe’s Meats at Pike Place Market. It’s hard to keep them together for a nice presentation after they’re braised, but I don’t really care, especially since they generally require zero prep time.

If this is unclear or you’d like a picture, the Hormel Corporation is here for you as always. This site not only shows what flanken- and English-style ribs look like, but it points out that ribs cut from the chuck are meatier than those from the plate, and when you get a rib that’s mostly fat, it’s an end piece from ribs 10 through 12. This is more than you wanted to know, but I can see myself storming the butcher counter at my supermarket, brandishing a tray of meat, and saying, “Dammit, Bob, I’ve had it with these end pieces of ribs 10 through 12.” There is tons of other great meat info at Hormel.com, from the people who brought you Spam.

* Most short rib recipes instruct you to begin by browning the short ribs on the stovetop. This is messy, time-consuming, and–as Cook’s Illustrated determined in 2000–unnecessary, because you can brown the ribs in the oven. Place them on a foil-lined baking sheet and roast them for 45 minutes at 450°F.

* Short ribs take well to a great variety of flavors. The recipe I offer here is staunchly European, but my second-favorite is an Asian inspired preparation from Bittman and Vongerichten’s book Simple to Spectacular, which also has four other great short rib recipes.

* Like most braises and stews, short ribs are better a day or two after you cook them. Also, I find cooking ahead lots of fun. The pressure is off. If it takes an extra hour, who cares?

* Short ribs make an awesome pasta sauce. Just braise them in tomato sauce and shred the meat.

**SHORT RIBS WITH LENTILS AND WHEAT BERRIES**
Serves 4 to 6

*Mark Strausman says, “Short ribs are often found in peasant cooking; they are the least expensive cut of meat.” If only this were still true. Because of their trendiness, short ribs are generally more expensive than boneless chuck roast or several other cuts, but they’re also better.*

3 to 4 pounds beef short ribs (flanken or English-style)
3 tablespoons olive oil
2 cloves garlic, thinly sliced
1 large onion, diced
1 carrot, peeled and diced
1 stalk celery, diced
1 leek, halved and thinly sliced
1/2 cup French green lentils
1/2 cup wheat berries (see note)
2 bottles (24 ounces) porter beer, such as Anchor Porter
1 cup canned crushed tomatoes
4 cups chicken stock
2 tablespoons minced fresh herbs of your choice (I had parsley and sage on hand)

1. Preheat the oven to 450°F. Season the ribs liberally with salt and pepper and place them on a foil-lined baking sheet. Roast 45 minutes or until they’re nicely browned.

2. While the ribs are roasting, heat the olive oil in a dutch oven or other large pot over medium heat. (I got a blue Le Creuset oval dutch oven for my birthday this year, and it is the ultimate braising tool. Also, it’s called a “cocotte,” which is fun to say.) Add the garlic, onion, carrot, celery, and leek. Cook until vegetables are limp but not browned, 5 to 10 minutes.

3. Add the lentils, wheat berries, beer, tomatoes, chicken stock, and herbs, and stir to mix. Add the browned ribs, raise the heat to medium-high, and cover. When the pot is boiling, transfer it to the oven. Braise for 2-1/2 to 3 hours, or until meat is very tender. Serve immediately or cool to room temperature and refrigerate.

**NOTE:** Wheat berries are available in the bulk section at any health food store–although mine managed to run out, so I substituted barley and it was fine. There are hard and soft wheat berries; either will work.

The littlest meatball

The other night, after Ants on a Tree, we had some leftover Samish Bay ground pork. Only half a pound, though. Not enough for a reasonable quantity of larb. Spaghetti and meatballs seemed like the way to go.

Here’s what I know about meatballs. The less meat you put in them, the better they are. Fillers have a bad name, but they are what makes a meatball great. A meatball without fillers is a puck.

So here’s what I did. I make a scary-looking mush with crustless white bread, yogurt, milk, salt, pepper, oregano, and Parmigiano-Reggiano. (I got the idea of mashing bread with milk from Cook’s Illustrated.) Minced garlic or onion could be good here, too, but I didn’t use any. Then I started spooning the slurry into the pork and stirring it up. I didn’t end up using all of the slurry, but it was more than I expected. You want to put in enough so that the meatballs will hold their shape, but just barely. I made miniature meatballs, about an inch in diameter.

I browned the meatballs in olive oil, drained them, and finished simmering them in tomato sauce. With spaghetti, it was the perfect amount for the three of us, and Iris ate numerous meatballs. First, though, she looked at her plate, where I had carefully cut a meatball into bites for her, and said, “But where is my meatball?” She sounded just like Frances.

Yes, we know, you are perfectly capable of taking apart your own meatball.

Saute of the day

In the kitchen, my motto is:

*When in doubt, saute it.*

It’s not that I’m prejudiced against frying, steaming, microwaving, roasting, or braising. Okay, I am prejudiced against steaming. But sauteing just feels the most like cooking. There’s no good reason for this–it’s not like it’s the primal form of cooking, although imagining cavepeople trying to cram hunks of mastodon carcass into 10-inch All-Clad skillets on their camp stoves is pretty funny. Probably it’s overexposure to cooking shows.

Anyway, my esteem for sauteing goes double when vegetables are involved. Most good vegetable preparations start with a little butter and a little browning. Really good ones start with a lot of butter and a lot of browning. Olive oil is good, too.

Here’s what I made tonight to go with burgers.

**Sauteed Fennel and Radicchio**

Heat some butter and olive oil in a skillet over medium-high. Add peeled and quartered shallots and a handful of sliced fennel. Season with salt, pepper, and dried thyme (an herb that I reflexively couple with fennel ever since Cousin Wendy made it that way a few years ago). I wanted red onions rather than shallots, but the red onion I brought home turned out to be moldy as hell. Cook a few minutes, until the vegetables are getting nicely browned. Add a head of sliced radicchio and another sprinkle of salt. Continue cooking until the radicchio is good and wilted. Turn off the heat, cover, and let sit and soften up for a couple of minutes before serving.

Creme de la corn

Why have I never made creamed corn before?

It was easy and the perfect partner to sausages and grapes. All I did was slice the corn off the cob and coax out the corn milk. I melted some butter in a saucepan and added the corn and a little water. Cooked about ten minutes. Blended until fairly smooth in the food processor, then finished with a little sour cream (I would have used Greek yogurt if we’d had any on hand).

Iris wasn’t as impressed. “Can you make polenta again sometime?” she asked.

Come to think of it, I’m not sure if this is actually what is meant by “creamed corn,” but it was great, whatever it was.

Lobster magnate

Wouldn’t it have been funny to post nothing for four days and then put up a one-liner that read, “THE LOBSTERS, DEAR GOD, SAVE ME FROM THE LOBSTERS”? Possibly with a photo of a lobster photoshopped onto my face.

So here’s how it turned out.

When we got to USP, all of the lobsters in the tank were already sold except for one. I didn’t realize you could put lobsters on hold like new releases at the video store. The late fees must be outrageous. Iris shrank back when the guy took the lobster out of the tank.

I’d already invited my parents over to partake of lobster chowder, but one lobster is not enough to make chowder for four. What to do? While deciding, I boiled up the lobster. This was a snap. The lobster did not, as I’d been warned, try to climb out of the pot. I parboiled it for four minutes, as Jasper instructed, and put it on a plate to cool. Then I slipped off the rubber bands from the claws and gave one to Iris. For the rest of the day she was asking, “Who was wearing that rubber band?” and “Why did the lobster not pinch Dada?”

Along with our hot dogs for lunch, we ate the meat out of the lobster legs. Iris loved this. We pushed the meat out with toothpicks and sucked it out as through a straw.

Here’s how I expected this to go down. I figured Iris would be curious about the lobster but would probably decline to actually eat any. This is how she (and almost everyone else her age, along with plenty of adults) approaches new foods in general, especially meats and vegetables.

This is not how Iris approached the lobster. She would have eaten the whole bowl of diced lobster meat if I’d let her. Lobsters are not high art: nobody has to explain to you how to enjoy them. How to crack them open, sure, although that part wasn’t so hard either.

While Iris was examining the lobster legs for any remaining molecules of meat, Laurie pulled down Home Cooking from the bookshelf and began to read.

> Eating habits change, often for the better, with the acquisition of a child.

I raised a lobster leg in agreement.

> We became a fish-eating family when our daughter began to eat solid food and developed a craving for such expensive things as salmon and sole. It is amazing how much salmon a child three or under can pack away.

So, how to stretch one small lobster to serve five, including a child three or under? I went with two courses of chowder, followed by chocolate cream pie.

I used the lobster carcass to make about a cup and a half of rich lobster stock and made the lobster chowder for a first course. We each got a little bowl. Iris pulled all of the lobster chunks out of hers and ate them first. She paused only to hold up the meat from the small part of the claw and ask, “What is that?” before popping it into her mouth. The lobster chowder with its coral-colored broth was very good, and I would certainly make it again, especially if I can figure out how to invite people over and charge them.

But I liked the second chowder even better. It was Jasper’s Southwestern corn chowder, it was one of the best things I’ve ever made, and I’m going to include the recipe and encourage you to make it as soon as possible.

If you prefer lobster chowder, grab your copy of 50 Chowders and reserve your lobsters now. Or just PayPal me.

**SOUTHWESTERN CORN CHOWDER**
Adapted from _50 Chowders_
Serves about 6 adults

Like all chowders, this is best made at least an hour and up to a couple of days ahead, which makes it exceedingly simple to make for company.

3 ears yellow corn (see note)
4 ounces slab bacon, cut into 1/3-inch dice (see note)
2 tablespoons unsalted butter
1/2 pound yellow onion, cut into half-inch dice
1/2 teaspoon minced fresh thyme
1 teaspoon ground cumin
1/8 teaspoon turmeric
1 pound Yukon Gold potatoes, peeled and cut into half-inch dice
3 cups chicken stock
salt and pepper
1 large poblano chile, roasted, peeled, cored, and diced
2 teaspoons cornstarch, dissolved in a little water
1 cup heavy cream
2 tablespoons minced cilantro
scallions and cilantro for garnish

1. Husk the corn and cut the niblets from the cob. Milk the corn by running the dull edge of a chef’s knife down the cobs and pressing out the juice. Add this to the bowl with the niblets.

2. In a large, heavy saucepan, cook the bacon over medium-low heat until crisp and golden brown. Pour off most of the fat, leaving 1 tablespoon of fat and the bacon in the pan.

3. Add the butter and raise the heat to medium. Add the onion, thyme, cumin, and turmeric, and cook a few minutes, until the onion is translucent but not browned.

4. Add the corn, potatoes, and chicken stock. Turn the heat to high, cover the pot, and boil for ten minutes. Using a wooden spoon, smash a couple of the potato chunks against the side of the pot to release starch and help thicken the broth. Season with salt and pepper.

5. Add the cornstarch slurry and poblano and bring back to a boil. Remove from the heat and stir in the cream and cilantro. If you’re serving the chowder within an hour, cover the pot, let it sit, and reheat over low heat if necessary. Or let the chowder cool to room temperature uncovered, then refrigerate.

6. Serve in big bowls, garnished with cilantro and scallions.

NOTES:

I think I used more corn than the recipe called for. This was not a problem.

I didn’t have time to go downtown for slab bacon, so I rummaged around the fridge and came up with a mix of Nueske’s and unsmoked bacon from Oyama Sausage. This was not a problem either. Oyama has a new web site which is a Flash abomination, but they do have their product list in PDF right here. If you’ve never been to Oyama, you’re probably skeptical that they actually make all of these things. In fact, to use the most inappropriate analogy possible, if you’re a cured meat fan, going to Oyama is like making a pilgrimage to Mecca, only better, because in Mecca you don’t get to actually talk to Mohammed about how he makes his product.