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Figs & Family Times

Author: Tafari, Wednesday, September 1st, 2010 at 11:44 PM

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If I ever want to laugh my ass off when talking to my momma, al I have to o is ask her about her childhood hood & figs.

I called her last week after I picked up a few figs last week & asked if she wanted some & she just went off. It was hilarious.

She was like you know I don’t fuck with no figs. I hate them bitches!!!! I am not making this up. You see, my momma & I are almost one in the same when it comes to cussing & talking all kinds of shit. I love her for that.

When we talk, its nothing but laughs unless when we are talking about my sister & how she owes me all kinds of money. That bitch! OK, wait, let me calm down.

Anyway, so in my home, only Sweet Boo Boo & I enjoy figs & we set these off with the quickness. They were great!


Gimme That Watermelon

Author: Tafari, Wednesday, August 25th, 2010 at 10:59 PM

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Yesterday, I stopped in the local farmer’s market to get a few things when I spotted some of the largest watermelons that I have ever seen. I mean they were HUGE. So huge that I called Suite Suzy & asked if she want me to get one.

Funny story is that I am not an lover of watermelon. In fact, I hate it!

What kind of Negro am I you ask?.?.?

I’m the type of Negro that likes no melon. None at all. You can have your watermelon, cantaloupe, honey dew, honey rock & anything else.

Even with my hatred of all things melon, I love watermelon candies, & I love the smell of a fresh watermelon being cut. The smell reminds me of Alabama; my home state.

The smell of cantaloupe makes me throw up in my mouth! I have also banned cantaloupe from my home because of the smell.

Unfortunately, Suite Suzy & the kids love cantaloupe but they only eat it when I’m not home.

So anyway, I get this huge watermelon home & the family goes crazy like I brought home lottery winnings. That bitch had to be at least 15 pounds or more.

One thing I wanted to do was to take a picture of me eating the watermelon kinda like this but I decided not to. I feared that the photo would wind up on Hot Ghetto Mess or worse.

So I decided on something a little classier if you will; a watermelon styled as a delicious dish.

With all this said, I present you with watermelon balls drizzled with fresh lime juice & mint.

Myths:

  • All Black people LOVE watermelon
  • Fried chicken takes a back seat at a at a Black family reunion when watermelon is available

Facts:

  • Historians say watermelons first grew in the middle of the Kalahari Desert (that’s on the continent of Africa if your dumb not in the know)
  • Watermelon is actually a vegetable and not a fruit
  • The watermelon was brought into America across the Atlantic oceans by African slaves

Sangria Rememories

Author: Tafari, Thursday, August 19th, 2010 at 10:18 PM

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I tried sangria on my 2nd trip to Barcelona, SP many, many years ago (98′).

I was on a 3-day layover and hanging with my fellow flight attendant buddies, Nitza Rodriguez, Gladys Montisenos & Jorge Carballo who was our self-appointed city tour guide.

On this one particular day, we did a little shopping, people watching & tons of tapas eating. It was perfect! As the sun began to set, Jorge found a little restaurant for us to have dinner.

The restaurant was quite small yet charming & I remember all of the marinating octopi & squid in this case & dangling lights hanging from the ceiling.

Jorge, Nitza & Gladys all had paella & I recall it smelling & looking WONDERFUL but since I cannot eat shell fish, I settled on a chicken dish. The chicken was pan-fried in olive oil with garlic & I swear to this day that it was the best chicken I ever had.

Most importantly, Jorge ordered a pitcher of sangria. When it came to the table, I asked what it was (I was young & not as international & sexy as I am now). When Jorge explained, I was like sure, pour me a glass up.

Well, several glasses later I remember us getting in a cab & me waking up in my hotel room with no sheets on the bed.

After that night out dining, laughing etc, I was hooked on sangria!

Sangria goes with any meal if you ask me but it’s PERFECT on hot summer evenings when enjoyed with friends.

My recipe is fail-safe & certainly a crowd pleaser. If you try it, I hope that you will enjoy.

Ingredients:
- 3 bottles of red wine (Doesn’t need to be super expensive. I used a mix of Merlot & Cabernet Sauvignon)
- 3/4 cup Sugar
- ½ cup Cherry brandy
- ½ cup Grand Marnier
- 2 Apples sliced (granny smith & pink ladies are perfect)
- 1 Orange sliced (I prefer navel)
- 1 Star fruit sliced
- 1 Lemon sliced
- 1 cup Strawberries

The Jump Off:
- In a large pitcher, mix your liquids & sugar until the sugar is dissolved
- Mix in all of your fruit & refrigerate over night.
- Before serving, your sangria give it a good stir then enjoy glass after glass.

Factoid:
Sangria was introduced to America at the 1964 World’s Fair in Ney York City.


Bygbaby Cooks: Sweet & Minty Mojito

Author: Tafari, Monday, August 16th, 2010 at 11:42 PM

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Ingredients:
- 10 Fresh mint leaves
- 3 ounces of rum
- 2 table spoons of cane sugar
- 1/2 of a lime (quartered)
- Ice
- Club soda
- Sugar cane

The Jump Off:
- In your shaker, muddle (I hope you know what this means) your sugar & mint but don’t pulverize it.

- Once your mint & sugar are set, muddle your limes in then toss in your rum & ice.

Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake that shit up!

- Pour your mixture into a high or low ball glass (high ball glass pictured) fill the remainder of your glass with club soda. Note, if you go with a lowball, you’ll be in the zone much faster because there will be less room for club soda.

- Stir & garnish with sugar cane & a sprig of mint.

- Sip, enjoy, rinse glass then repeat until you forget your name.

On a somewhat related note:
- The name Mojito comes from the African word “mojo,” which means to place a little spell. The exact origins of this tasty Cuban beverage are unclear as some say that it was formulated by African slaves while others claim that hero slaver Sir Francis Drake came up with it all on his own. Hmmmmm.

Recommendations:
- If you need a muddler, I HIGHLY reccomend the PUG muddler. I can’t imagine not hacing it in my cocktail gear collection!

- My favorite shaker is the Boston shaker from WMF it really helps you to shake some shit up!


Strolling with Snacks

Author: Tafari, Saturday, August 14th, 2010 at 10:33 PM

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My photo shoot today had last minute time change, so I used my extra hour to head to Mexican Town to pick up some treats from La Gloria Bakery.

The La Gloria Bakery kinda has any Mexican baked goodies you can imagine but I LOVE their cookies & raspberry roll.

After going broke on cookies etc, I decided to stroll the new Bagley Pedestrian Bridge for shits & giggles.

The bridge is architecturally beautiful but sadly tagged by graffiti & litter. I guess this is Detroit, what should I expect?

Anyway, when I got home with the cookies, Suite Suzy & the kids were quite happy.


Martini Time!

Author: Tafari, Friday, July 30th, 2010 at 5:30 PM

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No Friday is complete for me without after work martinis!

Pictured is the white grape martini from the Centaur bar, my favorite watering hole.


French Tarts

Author: Tafari, Thursday, July 29th, 2010 at 9:23 PM

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A few weeks ago I mentioned that I saw many good eats a few weeks ago at the Bastille Day Street Festival on 60th while I was in NYC.

Here are a few tart goodies from Payard Patisserie & Bistro. As you see they looked super delicious but unfortunately, I was not able to try anything. I was on the go & had nowhere to keep these fragile treats safe.

I do know that I will be visiting Payard & their chocolate bar on my next trip to NYC in late August!


Sun & Rain

Author: Tafari, Wednesday, July 28th, 2010 at 9:44 PM

I came home today intent to relax on my deck with a Ooba hibiscus lime soda & Flaming Hot Cheetos. The sun was out & it was just perfect.

As soon as I had my snack set up & ready to go, it started to rain. Rain very hard. So I just sat at the door watching the rain as I enjoyed my snack.

It was hot before the rain & after the rain; it was hot & sadly muggy. The only thing good about the situation was my delicious designer/ghetto snack.


Macaron Not Macaroon

Author: Tafari, Friday, July 16th, 2010 at 2:16 AM

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Last Sunday while in NYC, I spent a little time at the Bastille Day Street Festival on 60th.

The event was quite lively with musical performances, face painting, clowns & of course French foods. Of all the culinary delights available, the pastries, crepes & macarons (not to be confused with macaroons) seemed to be the hottest items.

As I strolled down 60th, I noticed one food tent that had people about to raid it. The crowd was so thick that I didn’t see what the big fuss was over.  Being the nosey person that I am, I waited until I had my chance to get to merchandise at this tent.

Minutes later, once I was at the vendor’s table & saw that the fuss was over these little cookies, macarons. Brightly colored little macarons that were $2.75 each.

I was like these things can’t be that good, especially for $2.75 each but I decided to see for myself.  I ordered two, one for me & one for Suite Suzy. I had the cassis (black currant) & Suite Suzy had the coconut flavor.

The bottom line after our 1st bite was that these macarons were worth $2.75. They were AWESOME! The cassis flavor was out of this earth! The cookie was slightly crisp & chewy, unlike anything that I’ve tried in the past.

I decided to go back to the tent to find out how I could get more to take home. Luckily, the vendor had a café nearby, the MacarOn Café

I’m not even gonna lie to you, that night I had a dream about stuffing my mouth with many cassis macarons. Yes, they were that damn good!

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Monday morning, before we hit the road home, I made a quick trip to MacarOn Café to get my goods. Unfortunately, they were already out of the cassis flavor. Oh my!  With so many other flavors to choose from, I got over it.

I picked up a lavender honey, espresso, rose, pistachio, double chocolate, passion fruit, coconut & a few others.

Over the past few days, I’ve been sampling & loving them all. And yes, they are all that as well.

On the drive home Monday, I did some quick Googling & discovered that there are only 2 local options to get these French treats from & both have very limited flavors. So you know that this means that I will be learning how to make these at the crib very soon!

French Macaron History:

The Macaron cookie was born in Italy, introduced by the chef of Catherine de Medicis in 1533 at the time of her marriage to the Duc d’Orleans who became king of France in 1547 as Henry II. The term “macaron” has the same origin as that the word “macaroni” — both mean “fine dough”.

The first Macarons were simple cookies, made of almond powder, sugar and egg whites. Many towns throughout France have their own prized tale surrounding this delicacy. In Nancy, the granddaughter of Catherine de Medici was supposedly saved from starvation by eating Macarons. In Saint-Jean-de-Luz, the macaron of Chef Adam regaled Louis XIV and Marie-Therese at their wedding celebration in 1660.

Only at the beginning of the 20th century did the Macaron become a “double-decker” affair. Pierre Desfontaines, the grandson of Louis Ernest Laduree (Laduree pastry and salon de the, rue Royale in Paris) had the idea to fill them with a “chocolate panache” and to stick them together. (Source | MadMac)

Detroit/Ann Arbor French Macaron Options:

Pinwheel Bakery (Ferndale)They have about 5 flavors & they are $1.25 each.

Cecilia’s Pastries (Ann Arbor) – Sold on Wednesdays at the Ann Arbor Farmers Market. Cecelia has 9 flavors & they are $1.50 each.  Lastly, if you’re feeling adventurous, Cecelia also teaches a macaron class. You can get more information here.


NYC Bits & Pieces

Author: Tafari, Wednesday, July 14th, 2010 at 11:47 PM

Driving through the Holland Tunnel takes about 3 minutes & it’s so much better than the Lincoln Tunnel, which has the rudest toll booth workers in America but that’s another story.

My weekend road trip was packed with goodness and photography as you saw in my “NYC Analog Portraits” post.

The great thing about this trip was that I tried some great restaurants across Greenwich Village & SoHo.

I mean, I did some good eating & some good drankin’!

Of the new places that I tried, I have to say that these spots are on my permanent list.

  • Galanga Thai Restaurant – Grennwich Village: Quick & simple Thai at a reasonable price. And they have mean iced tea cocktail
  • Bubby’s Restaurant Bar-Bakery - Tribeca: Excellent breakfast menu & AWESOME cheesy grits & super friendly service.
  • Thom Bar – SoHo: You step into this spot, lounge on the sectional couches & inhale expertly made martini after martini & you will find yourself in another world. This was a great random find! (make reservations)
  • PDT (Please Don’t Tell) – East Village: Out of this earth exotic cocktails & you cannot beat the low key lounge atmosphere! Perfect if you do not want to be seen by anyone! (make reservations & try the Brazilian Tea Punch)
  • Veranda Lounge New York – West Village: Great cocktails, awesome service & excellent people watching! (reservations may be necessary & try the Pimps Cocktail)
  • Macaron Café – Mid Town: They have THE best French macarons EVER. With over 20 flavors to choose from, I have to say that I’m totally cracked out on the the cassis & coconut flavors

One another note, Saturday I was walking back to my hotel when I spotted a small group of tourist.  As i walked past them, on of the guys asked me if I knew were the Cipriani Lounge was.

I said that I did not know & started to excuse myself. Before I could take a step away, he was like, we’ve been lost & I know it’s nearby.

I then asked him if he had an iPhone to which he responded yes. I told him that he should consider using it then I got back to stepping. My friends said he must have thought I was a local based on the way I was wearing my hair (Hollywood fuck bun) or it was my “edgy mens top” or both.

Art Credits:
Music: “Astral Traveling” by Electric Birds
Setting: Holland Tunnel NYC


Berries & Vodka

Author: Tafari, Sunday, July 4th, 2010 at 12:59 AM

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I took a trip to the Ann Arbor Farmers market today for some fresh Michigan berries to recreate a berry infused vodka recipe that I saw on B. Smith’s television show way back some time in the 90s.

The recipe was quite simple as I recall. Just, a mason jar filled with a cup or so of sugar, a cup or so of your favorite berries & vodka. Good vodka, which steeps for about 2 weeks.

Finding great blueberries, raspberries & black raspberries was the easy part because it’s berry season here. The hard part was finding mason jars.  Actually it wasn’t that hard but the store that I visited only had mason jars in boxes of 12.  All I needed was 3 jars. 3 not 12!

Luckily, I found some apothecary type jars that were about 1 quart & settled with those.


Fresh Michigan Strawberries

Author: Tafari, Thursday, June 17th, 2010 at 8:53 PM

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I stopped at the local farmers grocer today for some strawberries because I was in the mood & it’s picking season.

Upon walking to the fruit section, I noticed two strawberry options; one from California & one from Michigan.

The strawberries from California were huge & perfect looking; great subjects for some food photography! The strawberries from Michigan were small & not as pretty as their competition.

Funny thing is that they were both $2.99 per carton.

After going back & forth on which to choose, I decided to go with the Michigan strawberries because they were more aromatic, smelled like candy even, while the California strawberries barely had a fragrance.

The young clerk said I made the better decision between the two.

So once I got my berries home, I sliced a few, then let them marinate in a little Kahlúa & sugar to serve with some butter pecan ice cream tonight. Mmmmmmm!