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Bo Bo Chicken: RIP, Herbert

The day came, when my spoils from the recent New Amsterdam Market would be fully realized.  Tonight, it was time for the Bo Bo young chicken to meet its fate.  Well, I guess it had already met its fate, but it was time to meet a new, tastier fate.  The silky chicken is still in the freezer, waiting to say hello to the oven.  Question, though– how am I going to know if the silky chicken is cooked?  I mean, the meat is black, so what color are the juices?

Anyway, it was time for some roast chicken.  I pulled it out of the chicken, knowing that some preparations would need to be made.  The “buddhist style” chicken come complete with head and feet, as I had already mentioned in a previous post.  Since I don’t have a cleaver, I knew that this could be tough to negotiate.

So I pulled him out of his little plastic cocoon, and he looked me in the eye:

Herbert

I named him Herbert.  Herbert also left his shoes on when he came from the fridge, so from behind he looked like this:

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Then I attacked him with a knife.  It was easier than I expected, but I wrangled his feet off and hacked off his head like a cold-hearted criminal.  It actually wasn’t that bad.  But bone sure is tough to cut through.  As a reward for his patience, I rubbed him down with some frozen pesto that I had made a few months back.  I threw some basil leaves and a few cloves of fresh garlic in his “cavity” (which, as I found out later, had the kidneys wedged in there, which I think actually gave the meat some mineral-y flavor).  I sprinkled some kosher salt and freshly cracked black pepper on him, gave him a little glug of olive oil, and popped him into a pre-heated 425 degree oven.

About 30 minutes into the process, he was getting a deep amber tan.  He looked like one of those lovely ladies from the jersey shore.

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His little hotbox was browning him nicely.  I was really happy with how the skin was getting nice and crispy, and the fat running out of him was pure and clear.  I felt good about this little chicken, even if he had listened to belle and sebastian during his final hours.  About a half-hour later, he was ready to get out of the tanning bed and into my belly.

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BEEEEA-UTIFUL.  Let’s have a moment of silence for Herbert.  He was a simple chicken, and he led a simple life.  He got a simple roasting.  And he was simply delicious.

BG made a little Isreaeli couscous with eggplant and basil to accompany Herbert – they make a lovely pair, don’t you think?

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Herbert the Chicken
Courtesy of Bo Bo Chicken
Chez Bugerboy
8.63 out of 7 cows.

It just makes cense. Or does it?

Saw on the twitterline that La Cense Burger truck was midtown east today, so after hitting up the vietnamese fruit smoothie cart on 47th and park, I took a little stroll down to the LCB truck.  I was shocked that there was not a line, since usually when I walk by it’s like a financial geek haven.

I ordered up a steakburger with cheese, and chatted with the guys.  Apparently it was a busy day earlier on, so I had just missed the rush.  Whew.

After chatting with the guys for a little bit, I got the burger.  The patty is pretty hefty for a burger truck patty, I was surprised.  I wish I had had my cellphone, but I had left it at the office, so unfortunately no pics today 🙁   It looked a little dense, but I was hoping the flavor would make up for the texture.

Now, the La Cense cattle are grass-fed, so the texture and leanness of the burger patty might not be for everybody.  The caramelized onions help a little, but the burger is in no way the grass fed beauty of the Minetta burger.  The taste was decent but not great– you can tell it probably was quality meat at some point, but I’m not sure that the truck is the place to experience it.  The griddle top cooking didn’t really impart a crunchy char layer, but there was some decent coloring.  I would maybe get another one if I were walking by by chance, but I wouldn’t hike out of my way to get there.  But, you can rest assured that it’s all sustainable and good for the environment and all that, so that’s a plus.

3.5 out of 7 cows.

La Cense Burger Truck
Various Locations– follow them on twitter

A reason to go to the Seaport

Slow Food NYC New Amsterdam Market

As I have mentioned, today marked the day of the New Amsterdam Market down in front of the old Fulton Fish Market.  Thanks for all of you guys who came out at 5.30am to lend your support and see the BB in action.

You basically  missed the best damned setting up of a farmer’s market that you could have imagined.  It was pretty strange being up a) up at 5.30am and b) being at the seaport at that time.  In any event, the set up was great, and when I awoke from my nap afterwards, it all seemed as though it had been a dream.

The market itself was awesome once populated with all of the local vendors who brought their products to sell– a few restaurants showed up, most notably Marlow and Sons/Diner (BK) and porchetta (East Vil).  Most of the other purveyors were cheesemongers, local vineyards, and a chocolate shop from Somerville, MA (shout out for my peeps at Tufts!).  Fairway was a corporate sponsor and they used their space to promote their selection of breads.  Considering this is about all that they actually make that might be organic or locally sourced, it was probably a wise move.

Some highlights for me from the market:

– Brooklyn Brine: Great pickles, I liked them much better than Rick’s Picks, which was also there.  I just can’t get behind RP.  Even their Phat Beets don’t do it for me.

– The Bent Spoon: This is one of my all time favorite ice cream shops in the world, located down in Princeton, NJ.  They always have great locally sourced ingredients (some from the owner’s and owner’s friends’ yards), and a lot of unique flavors.  If you are ever in Princeton and they have sweet basil ice cream, go for it, it’s awesome.  Anyway, they were representin’.
Bent Spoon NA Market

– porchetta: As mentioned, the East Village pork-house was in full effect, and Sara Jenkins was there putting together mini porchetta sandwiches.  My only complaint was that the crackling didn’t really survive the trip, and was a little bit overly gelatinous.  But, it was great to see her there.

– Marlow and Sons/Diner: The laid-back guys from Marlow and Sons were there, serving up mini ham and brisket sandwiches.  I also just want to add that these guys were really cool and chatting with the crowd, which was pretty much in line with what I’d expect.

Brisket Sandwich- Marlow and Sons

– People’s Pops: Since it was a pretty warm day today, these guys were probably raking in the most business, serving up their shaved ice and organic/local fruit pops.  I went for a lemon-basil shaved ice, which was actually made from a giant block of ice (their supplier is located out in bushwick, if you’re ever looking for a giant block of perfectly clear ice).  BG went for a raspberry frozen pop, which looked awesome (and apparently tasted awesome, too).

– Bo Bo chicken: When all is said and done, this is the only place from which I actually bought anything to go.  The story is pretty simple– they raise all of their chickens with access to pasture, at the foothills of the Catskills.  Then they transport these healthy little chickens down to Williamsburg, where they suffer from death by flannel and skinny jeans.  The facility is USDA approved, and the label says “eviscerated” on it, which is pretty intense.  Anyway, they sell chickens, for a relative bargain ($13 bucks).  For the great taste and local sourcing, I’m more than willing to spend this much on chicken.  And, they even throw in the head and feet, just for good measure.  Thanks!

Now, they sell regular chickens and silky chickens.  If you haven’t seen a silky chicken alive, they look like this:800px-silky_bantamApparently, their feathers are soft like silk.  Not only that, but they also have black bones, skin, AND flesh.  Dead and processed by Bo Bo, they look like this:

Silky Chicken

Needless to say, it’s not quite as cute anymore.  I am really curious to see what this tastes like.  For a mere $5 you could buy the spices to make a Silky Chicken Soup, but I want to taste this thing in its naked state.  I am going to roast it at some point in the near future, and I’ll be sure to post when I do.  I can’t even imagine what it looks like in there, it’s going to taste daring, I can just sense it.

All in, it was a great day at the market, and being a part of it was even better.  Hanging out with all of the passionate purveyors is always great, and with any luck, this small segment of the market will become even bigger.  The food is just too good for it not to.  Check it out next month when it comes back to town.  I unfortunately will be in Paris.  Poor me.  Àla prochaine…

And, two more reasons to be happy today:

– I survived running four miles in the Fitness Road Runners race yesterday

– The NFL is back on air, brining gut-wrenching fantasy football anxiety to its zenith.  One weekend almost down, one 31-point stupid decision already made– shoulda kept Philly defense!

Food for thought

Everyone that knows me well knows that I am not the biggest fan of Michael Pollan.  I don’t DISlike him, but there’s something about him that just gets to me, and it’s really frustrating because I agree with his general arguments, but I just feel like something is missing there.  I find his intents to be good, but I think that his vision is a bit narrow-minded, and, like any good convincing writer does, excludes a multitude of factors in explaining individual phenomena (much like Malcolm Gladwell).

In any event, Mr. Pollan, has been featured in a recent edition of the New York Times, with an article entitled “Big Food vs. Big Insurance.”  Not surprisingly, he attributes a large portion of the health industry’s costs to poor diet and America’s general fatness from eating cheap calories.  He throws a bone to other factors, such as smoking, but fails to mention anything environmental or exercise-related.  That aside, the article is a thoughtful piece (per usual, I will admit), and definitely worth a read.  Also worth a read is this article found on the Huffington Post, by Christopher Gavignan.  Both articles speak to the question of access to healthy, natural food, and how the relative “cheapness” of heavily subsidized and processed food has caused this major dilemma.

As I mentioned above, my major complaint with both authors is a complete avoidance of the word “exercise” and the word “moderation.”  Now, I’m not trying to say that the abundance of cheap fast-food and soda is a good thing (and I will address that a bit later) BUT I think that in large part the obesity problem can be linked to something much more personal than agribusiness and less processed food.  That momofuku bo ssam I devoured was minimally processed, yet I’d have trouble squeezing into my jeans if I ate that a couple of times a week.

For example, one of the fittest people I know drinks a six-pack of Coke a day.  He also works out for 2 hours a day, and has a body fat percentage around 8%.  Now, I understand that there are always statistical anomalies, and that r-squared for obesity and its associated diseases is not 100.  But then riddle me this.  An article published in the American Journal of Medicine (I’m not a doctor, but I trust that doctors contribute to the publication) found through a study of the US population’s diet that fat and caloric intake actually decreased over the period from 1976 to 1991.  Yet, obesity rates grew about 31 percent.  What was this caused by?  60% of the US population lives a “sedentary lifestyle.”  Sixty percent.  That is ridiculous.  And it’s something that is completely unaffected by BIG BUSINESS and GOVERNMENT SUBSIDIES (read those words out loud in your BIG MAN voice).  Living in the spoils of New York City, you forget that it is possible to have a sedentary lifestyle.  As my aunt once said to me, “the official New York City sport is walking.”  And it’s true.  It’s easy for us urban dwellers to say, “well, those people are fat because they eat a bunch of cheap crap at McDonald’s.”  I would argue that’s not entirely true.  You can get fat off of expensive crap.

Now, as a former fat kid, I can attest to the fact that when you don’t exercise, you don’t keep weight off.  I got a Nintendo, I got a spare tire, it was pretty much that simple.  My friends and I ate the same food, yet I was the overweight one.  I think that too much emphasis for these guys is being placed on what is so bad about the food system in the US.  I think that it is certainly important, and I myself eat a minimally processed diet, mostly because I enjoy cooking and the greenmarket and because it impresses burgergal when I pick up cool local food stuffs and cook her dinner.  But, I would like to see equal vigor placed on physical fitness.  Michelle Obama’s got a vegetable garden?  Great.  Let’s have a running track built around it.

I’ve got some other random thoughts related to the same topic:

The big food guys aren’t necessarily bad guys. Like it or not, they need to be involved in order to solve the problem.  They simply have a) too much money and b) too much political leverage for them to not be involved (and no, I do not work at a big food company).  I think that McDonald’s has done a great job at expanding healthy offerings at their locations.  But I don’t think it’s enough, and I don’t think that using local sustainable ingredients is the solution.  I think that McDonald’s and its brethren need to promote moderation and exercise like they do value meals and snack wraps.  This might have an immediate impact on profitability, but I think the longer term trends indicate that profitability might go down anyway, so why not help everyone out?  Make a compelling case for them to help, that makes business sense, and they will help.  Don’t paint a picture of gloom and doom and “down with McD’s.”  It can actually bring in new customers and can help them have a “nice guy” image.  Where has Ronald McDonald been, anyway?

Junk food tastes good. I love Chicken Nuggets.  I think they are among the best foods on the planet.  I also like chips (Doritos Cool Ranch).  And I like KFC fried chicken. And countless other things.  People don’t care if they are eating a locally grown spear of asparagus if they don’t like asparagus.  You can’t make them like it, either.  I think it’s myopic to think that having locally grown food available and cheap will make people buy it.  As I mentioned above, I think it’s about changing the way we think about chicken nuggets.  Don’t make me feel bad because I like them and support the company that makes them.

Don’t mistake a result for the problem. Take, for example, a case mentioned in Food, Inc. An immigrant family must eat fast food because they cannot afford to buy fresh produce for the family the way that they can buy six burgers at a fast food chain.  Now, on the surface, the problem appears to be “wow, if the fresh food were cheaper, they would be able to eat more healthily.”  To that I say, “incorrect.”  The real argument is, “wow, if the income gap weren’t so large, they would be able to afford to buy the fresh produce and eat more healthily.”  As a study in the UK found, “Obesity, diabetes mortality, and calorie consumption were associated with income inequality in developed countries. Increased nutritional problems may be a consequence of the psychosocial impact of living in a more hierarchical society.”  I’m not going to touch the second part of that finding, but I think that is the real root of the problem with cheap calories.  Don’t make them less cheap, make them even cheaper.

And I’m done.

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Another Shack for Shakes

Old news by now, since it was released about five hours ago, but the new Shake Shack will be delighting eaters down in NoLIta at the corner of Mulberry and Prince.  I don’t really have too much to say about this, but felt like it was just good for everyone to know.  That’s a cool area, I suppose.  I’ll stick to the one on the UWS.

On another note, has anyone seen anything about this market that I am helping set up on Sunday?  It’s like no other farmer’s market (not to bite from Fairway)  Check it out. It’s intense.  I’m going to be a part of history.  Be sure to include this in my biography on wikipedia.