So listen, I know that Switzerland is rumored to be on top of its game: it’s financially stable, it’s international, it grows its own food, etc...But the real reason we know that it knows what it’s doing is that it has meals completely centered around cheese. And melting it. And eating it. Constantly.
It's ok to feel overwhelmed |
I thought that leaving France would provide me with an opportunity to lose the weight that, ahem, I may or may not have gained while eating cheese on a daily basis for the past three months.
Not so, according to Martine Bijon. We've visited a Gruyere factory, for goodness' sake, could I have really thought that there would be no more excessive cheesery in my future?
And so I introduce the Swiss fondue: A blend of melted cheese and white wine.
And so I introduce the Swiss fondue: A blend of melted cheese and white wine.
Need I say more?
Non-Food Necessities
Ceramic pot, skewers (forks work in a pinch), and something to keep the fondue warm
Ingredients
1 pound imported Swiss cheese (blend of Gruyere, Appenzeller, and/or Emmental ideal) *or* America’s own Pleasant Ridge Reserve, grated. Throw in goat or blue cheese if you're feeling crazy
2 tbs cornstarch
1 garlic clove, minced
1 cup dry white wine
1 tbs fresh lemon juice
1 tbs cherry brandy, such as kirsch (optional)
Pinch nutmeg
Cubed crusty artisan bread
Mix the cheese with the cornstarch, set aside.
Over medium heat, simmer wine, lemon juice, and garlic (traditionally one would only rub the fondue pot with a cut garlic clove, but I prefer a stronger garlic flavor).
Once mixture is simmering (not boiling!), begin adding the cheese a handful at a time, stirring frequently to prevent burning. Don’t rush the process—slow and steady makes for a smooth fondue.
Add pepper and nutmeg to taste, and brandy if using.
Just let the magic happen |
This, boys and girls, if what we're working toward. The crusty, thickened scrapings at the bottom that are udderly full of flavor |
You are going to ruin me, you little swirly things, you |
Now look, I would stop telling you about this meal if I could, but I can’t, because we just kept eating.
Yeah, so maybe I had some espresso ice cream along with my double cream. I do what I want. |
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