The Foie Fest Chronicle
Sunday, July 29th, 2007 11:34 amAround 4, our sommelier arrived, bearing gallons of water, ice and the ingredients for a campari fruit punch, which was tart like a pink grapefruit - yum. We all started in with our first drinks of the day (not counting the half of an organic beer I'd had with lunch). One of our party of eight had to drop out, but when all 7 of us were finally gathered, we were delighted to find the outdoor temp had suddenly dropped perfectly into the realm of comfortable.
Under a canvas gazebo and against a backdrop of white lace, green linen, crystal glasses and pink roses, we began. First, we toasted the ducks who gave their lives for our decadent repast, then we toasted all fowl, everywhere.
Hors d'oevres were an artichoke-caper spread and roasted heads of garlic to spread on fire-toasted french bread rounds. The sparkly Cristalino Brut put us all in a festive mood.
Next up was a miniaturized version of nicoise salad with fois gras "cracklins." The red potatoes were the tiniest I've seen, there were fresh green beans and baby beets cooked and sliced. Instead of croutons, we had tiny cubes of pan seared foie gras scattered amongst the greens. The whole dish was lightly dressed with a dijon-champagne vinaigrette flavored with tarragon. Delicious! More sparkly Cristalino was poured.
The pasta course cosisted of foie gras and white bean ravioli, presented with pesto and cherry tomatoes. Two large, hand-made ravioli were filled with a puddle of white bean puree and slivers of foie gras and a flat parsley leaf. The pesto drizzle was nearly chunky and the tomatoes were obviously vine-ripened. We finished the open bottle of Cristalino.
Finally, it was my turn to serve. The truffle flavored foie gras flan on a bed of wild mushroom fricassee looked and sounded wonderful in the Foie Gras: A Passion cookbook, but the recipe wasn't written for people who don't cook with amazing ingredients every day. My earlier confusion with the oven timer resulted in only half-cooked flans. Thank goddess there was an extra, so that when I turned it out onto the plate and saw half the custard slosh over the sides, I still had enough servings to rescue. Back in the oven they went.
Tournedos Rossini is ta traditional presentation of tenderloin served with seared foie gras and port wine sauce.
Back to the flan! I pulled them out of the oven after determining that a knife stuck between the side of the ramekin and the edge of the flan no longer resulted in pure cream welling up. They were also puffed up, pulled away from the sides and quite dark brown on top. I started plating the mushroom fricasse again, when
The palate cleanser of Ambrosius blood orange sorbet was so intense! YU-UM. Seriously.
Back to the kitchen with me and the flans. With
Time for another palate cleanser: peach sorbet served with fresh peach slices. So light and lovely. So refreshing. So thankfully tiny. LOL
The final frontier, the savory dessert was served. Foie gras-onion-leek-apple streudel with toasted almonds and caramel-madeira sauce. The phylo sheets had been brushed with rendered duck fat during the layering, and then sauteed onions, leeks and apples were the stuffing with small cubes of foie gras sprinkled along the length before rolling up and baking. The streudel was crispy and warm, and so so so fantastic! The caramel was just enough sweet counterpoint to the savory. Even better, the wine was a Viu Manent Late Harvest Semillon. It was deeply sweet and perfect for dessert.
Finally, amongst groans and mmmmgasms, home made chocolate truffles flavored with cointreau, amaretto or chili and marzipan fruit were savored with a final bottle of Cristalino. ::sigh::
When it was all said and done, we'd run the dishwasher 4 times in the course of 11 hours! A personal best, I think. Also, we used the crystal glasses, the old-fashioneds, the water glasses, the red wine goblets and the white wine glasses. The table was a riot of glass sparkling in the candlelight by the end of the night. Hopefully soon, I'll be able to link to the pics taken by
Can you believe we were all in bed by 11:30 pm?! I am so glad we started early.