Sunday, June 12, 2016

The kreme, carnitas, and plum ice cream diet

day #1 of the diet
A week or so ago I decided to go on a little diet. I try not to say the word diet too loudly lest I immediately start wanting to eat everything in sight. So I whispered the word diet. I’d weighed myself for the first time in months and it was exactly as I had predicted, down to the pound. That’s one beauty of middle age: I know my body so well that I don’t even have to step on a scale to know precisely how much I weigh, I just have to gently squeeze one of my arms. The only other person I know who shares the infallible arm-feel barometer is my sister. It’s one of our special genetic endowments, the sturdy arms, and I like to think it suggests we come from strong, cabbage-picking stock. I’m not trying to make you feel bad. I’m sure you have other things going for you.

full of good stuff, though the nifty cardboard cover is easily stained
So I sat there on the morning I intended to start my diet and flipped through The Naked Cookbook, an attractive volume by food blogger Tess Ward. It’s a wellness-oriented book with recipes for almond milk, coconut yogurt, and ginger-turmeric lattes, as well as information about things like wheatgrass and your adrenals.  
To me, those look delicious.
It had come in the mail. It isn’t the type of book I’d ordinarily buy as I do not have a wellness-oriented personality. And yet I found myself drawn to it. The pictures are so pretty and the desire to be someone you’re not not dies hard. Perhaps someone like Tess Ward. . .


Also,  I had recently made a very delicious riced cauliflower dish (riced cauliflower, goat cheese, lemon, pumpkin seeds, favas/peas) from the book and I wondered what other nutritious and dietetic gems it might contain. 


I was sitting there looking through Naked when Isabel came down and said, “What’re you doing today, Mom?”

“Nothing,” I said. "Want to do something?”

She said, “What should we do?”

“We could go to a movie.

She said, “I don't like going to movies in the day.

“Hmm,” I said. “What about a Bay Area food crawl?”

After movie, that was the first thought that popped into my head on a sunny June morning in California. Not hike, not bike ride, not spa day, not shopping trip.  Food crawl

Yikes.

“Sure,” said Isabel. “When should we leave?”

“Twenty minutes?” I said. 

You might think I decided to postpone my diet for another day. I did not. I decided to embrace, yet again, the small portions diet, the only diet that will ever work for me. It’s not the most miraculous diet ever, to put it mildly, and if you can handle something more restrictive and badly need to lose weight fast, you should. But until I get a personality transplant, the small portions diet is the diet for me.

In case you’re planning a trip to the Bay Area soon, here is our food crawl itinerary. I wouldnt recommend either the first or last leg of the crawl, which means that this account yields but a single restaurant recommendation. As Isabel put it later, our day was short on food, but long on crawl. 
kreme
Stop 1: Crixa Cakes in Berkeley. I can’t remember where I read about this Russian-Hungarian bakery, but it’s been on my list forever. The atmosphere was chilly and a little stiff, not cozy, and the woman behind the counter was stern, like the woman behind the counter of an Eastern European bakery should be. We ordered a miniature Boston cream pie (photo at top) and a kreme, which is a mighty brick of vanilla custard held between a few shards of pastry. The kreme was delicious and hard to stop eating, though I did so after a few bites and we got a box for the leftovers. The Boston cream pie turned out to be wonderfully resistible, the ratio of cake to pastry cream far too high. If you are in the vicinity, you could do worse than a trip to Crixa, but we did not adore this bakery.

According to the internet, cukraszda means sweet shop.
Stop 2: A few years ago, a friend of my father’s recommended El Paisa, a taqueria on International Boulevard in Oakland. The neighborhood is not the greatest, unless you consider piles of trash and mattresses on the street the greatest. But inside the taqueria, all was humming and cheerful and wholesome. We were the only non-Hispanics. Big line, Latin families from babies to frail grandparents all there for their midday Saturday feast of tripe tacos, brain tacos, horchata, chorizo burritos, chicken burritos, et cetera.  Isabel ordered two dainty carne asada tacos and I ordered one not-dainty carnitas quesadilla. It took titanic will power not to eat every bite of that fantastic quesadilla, even after I was stuffed. So good. But I dutifully put half of it in a box to take home. That might not sound like dieting to you, but trust me, it is. It could have been so much worse.
Sadly, Isabel did not inherit the arm barometer.
I highly recommend El Paisa for both the outstanding food and the fun cultural experience. Like going to Mexico without getting on a plane or worrying about the water. 

Stop 3: We drove from El Paisa an hour south to the Mitsuwa Marketplace in San Jose where I was hoping to find fresh dorayaki, a fixation ever since I saw the film Sweet Bean last month. Have you seen Sweet Bean? It’s a gentle Japanese movie about a morose dorayaki maker and the old woman who turns up at his cafe one day looking for a job. It’s a very pleasing story and a tiny bit sappy. I loved it. Among other things, it will make you want to eat dorayaki, which are small golden pancakes filled with a jammy sweet bean paste. Alas, Mitsuwa, a huge strip-mall chain grocery store, only sold packaged dorayaki, which did not appeal. We bought some cream mochi instead. 


We also bought some intriguing donut-shaped mochi.



Yuck. Bitter disappointment. It was easy to eat small portions of the mochi because they were intensely perfumey and artificial tasting, especially the fruit flavors. I think we chose poorly. I hate throwing food away, but we threw away our leftover mochi and that was the end of our food crawl. It doesn’t sound like much, but it took all day. I loved driving around with my girl.

I have consulted my arms and in the last week I have not lost weight, but not gained either. I consider that a win. 

Now, a recipe. 

Our plum tree went into overdrive this year and I couldn’t figure out what to do with the bonanza of fruit. I don’t make jam anymore (no one but me in this house eats homemade jam) and while I’d love to bake with plums, these are the kind of plums you can’t slice because they burst when you break the skin, the flesh collapses, and the juice runs all over the cutting board. I decided they might make a good ice cream, though, and I was right. I used David Lebovitz’s plum ice cream recipe from The Perfect Scoopwhich was easy and delicious. Because you puree the sour plum skin with the flesh, this ice cream has that sweet-tart magic of plum jam, plus the lovely pink color. It tastes like sorbet, but is definitely ice cream. Small portions, for sure! 

Lebovitz suggests cutting up the plums, but I just stewed them whole and removed the pits when the plums were cooked. You could use little wild plums for this. Make it. You’ll like it.

Plum ice cream

Stew a pound of whole plums in a pot with 1/3 cup water until the plums disintegrate completely. Remove the pits and stir in 3/4 cup plus 2 TBS sugar (180 g). Cool. Puree with 1 cup cream and (if you want, though it’s not necessary) 1/2 teaspoon kirsch.  Chill. Churn. Makes about a quart.


39 comments:

  1. That plum ice cream looks delicious!

    I really love Crixa but I don't get over to Berkeley much. Their stuff tastes like homemade, only better. Some things appear only certain days of the week.

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    1. Saya IBU WINDA ingin berbagi cerita kepada anda semua bahwa saya yg dulunya cuma seorang TKW di SINGAPURA jadi pembantu rumah tangga yg gajinya tidak mencukupi keluarga di kampun,jadi TKW itu sangat menderita dan di suatu hari saya duduk2 buka internet dan tidak di sengaja saya melihat komentar orang tentan AKI SOLEH dan katanya bisa membantu orang untuk memberikan nomor yg betul betul tembus dan kebetulan juga saya sering pasan nomor di SINGAPURA,akhirnya saya coba untuk menhubungi AKI SOLEH dan ALHAMDULILLAH beliau mau membantu saya untuk memberikan nomor,dan nomor yg di berikan AKI SOLEH meman betul2 terbukti tembus dan saya sangat bersyukur berkat bantuan AKI SOLEH kini saya bisa pulang ke INDONESIA untuk buka usaha sendiri,,munkin saya tidak bisa membalas budi baik AKI SOLEH sekali lagi makasih yaa AKI dan bagi teman2 yg menjadi TKW atau TKI seperti saya,bila butuh bantuan hubungi saja AKI SOLEH DI 082-313-336-747- insya ALLAH beliau akan membantu anda.Ini benar benar kisah nyata dari saya seorang TKW trimah kasih banyak atas bantuang nomor togel nya AKI wassalam.


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      Saya IBU WINDA ingin berbagi cerita kepada anda semua bahwa saya yg dulunya cuma seorang TKW di SINGAPURA jadi pembantu rumah tangga yg gajinya tidak mencukupi keluarga di kampun,jadi TKW itu sangat menderita dan di suatu hari saya duduk2 buka internet dan tidak di sengaja saya melihat komentar orang tentan AKI SOLEH dan katanya bisa membantu orang untuk memberikan nomor yg betul betul tembus dan kebetulan juga saya sering pasan nomor di SINGAPURA,akhirnya saya coba untuk menhubungi AKI SOLEH dan ALHAMDULILLAH beliau mau membantu saya untuk memberikan nomor,dan nomor yg diberikan AKI SOLEH meman betul2 terbukti tembus dan saya sangat bersyukur berkat bantuan AKI SOLEH kini saya bisa pulang ke INDONESIA untuk buka usaha sendiri,,munkin saya tidak bisa membalas budi baik AKI SOLEH sekali lagi makasih yaa AKI dan bagi teman2 yg menjadi TKW atau TKI seperti saya,bila butuh bantuan hubungi saja AKI SOLEH DI 082-313-336-747- insya ALLAH beliau akan membantu anda.Ini benar benar kisah nyata dari saya seorang TKW
      trimah kasih banyak atas bantuang nomor togel nya AKI wassalam.


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  2. I admit that I have never thought about or done a food crawl, but it sounds like fun. Sounds like a great excuse to spend a day with someone you like. I did not inherit an arm indicator, but I certainly inherited a hip indicator which makes me think that I am descended from peasant stock who squatted in the field, had the baby, slung it on their back and moved on. I could not lose weight while making ice cream.

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  3. So that "s" on "kremes"? Not denoting a plural. Not that I have any big insight into Hungarian, but I am a Crixa fan, and I am especially a fan of the Napoleon, or mille-feuilles, or Kremschnitte, which is what a kremes is. I love those things with the heat of 1000 suns.

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  4. ha! I love your writing -- and Sweet Bean is on my list. A little bit sappy is right up my alley.

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  5. Um. Which order shall I do this in? Plum Ice Cream or Sweet Bean. I think Sweet Bean because I already have Claudia Fleming's Licorice Ice Cream recipe out to try. It calls for Panda Black Licorice Ice Cream candy. The one I make, Fran Gage's, is made with Yogi Licorice Tea. It has a lovely, haunting scent rather than flavor and a beautiful sand color. Most people can't figure out what it is, but they like it, even people who don't like licorice. The usual guess is gingerbread because it's sort of spicy but soft. Anyway, I want to go for the big guns this time around. I'm just afraid it's going to be gray.

    Favorite line of this post: I loved driving around with my girl.

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  6. I wish your method would work for me but I alas. I cannot stop when faced with something extremely delicious.

    I had stalled for quite a while with about ten pounds to go {down 80 from my highest weight, tra la!} and made the decision to quit eating dark chocolate after dinner. That seems to have helped. The scale says two pounds but I'm getting comments again and I do see a difference in how far my belly sticks out, so something has shifted. Eight more to go!!!!

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  7. What a fun day with Isabel! I love that the food crawl followed logically from The Naked Cookbook's ginger-turmeric-matcha-wheatgrass aesthetic. Ha!

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  8. I didn't know there was a Mitsuwa in San Jose. I'm glad it's an hour away from me. Ranch 99 is dangerous enough. Wheatgrass is not food. It is punishment. No wonder Tess is so ethereally lovely.

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  9. Did you see Sweet Bean in a theater? Trying to figure out how to get ahold of it!

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  10. It's hard to find fresh dorayaki, made that day, except at a dorayaki specialty shop. There's only one in Hawaii. That being said, even in Japan, they sell packaged dorayaki, the good ones are good for at least 5 days.
    I'm off to find Sweet Bean right now!

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  11. I have a plum tree. It has only ever produced a handful of plums per year. Maybe a double handful. This year it seems to have done slightly better and delivered a very small apronful. Like, just barely more than I could carry in my two hands. The one I ate was tasty though.

    So great that your girl wants to hang out with Mom on a Saturday.

    I loved your last post. I cringed when you said Mark was cutting up the cherries! Why would he make the extra work for himself and also why would Owen want to eat frayed little shreds of cherry? Twice? I honestly think dark, crisp cherries are my favorite fruit to eat raw, and I can't imagine anyone enjoying any of that situation. Yikes. But if that is the worst complaint you have about your spouse, awesome.

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  12. Also, after reading your review, I dragged my sons to El Paisa today. I tried to do my order in Spanish, but of course the lovely woman at the till didn't let me. But the guy who made my tacos did, so that was good. I chickened out a little, and didn't try an "interesting" filling, but next time, I am going to get the *tripas* or maybe the *lengua*. I don't know if I have the cojones to get the *sesos*. Nota bene: the salsas are VERY hot.

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  13. You may be interested to read this post about dieting/weight loss by one of my favorite bloggers: https://danceswithfat.wordpress.com/2014/06/07/seriously-weight-loss-doesnt-work/

    It discusses diet culture and what the research really says. Also, check out the book Health at Every Size. It completely rocked my world and made me reassess everything I thought I knew about health, dieting, weight, etc. Can't recommend it highly enough.

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  15. Jennifer, I am Hungarian, and I,too, can keep track of my weight by my arms, which, like yours are sturdy. Not flat, but round. Are you part Hungarian? I was 4/1/2 when my mother took me and two younger brothers out of Hungary, just before the Russians came. So, my knowledge of the language is at the level of a toddler. I believe that "kremes" translates best as "creamy". I'm so happy for you and Isabel

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  17. Another enjoyable post! Glad that "non fruiting" plum tree defied the odds. We used to see 1 or 2 plums. Ice cream looks delish.

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