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4.11.2010

Book 14 - Chapter 12 - Khndzorov Tolma, Nigvziani Badrijani, and a Few Insights on Happiness and Suffering

"While imprisoned in the shed Pierre had learned not with his intellect but with his whole being, by life itself, that man is created for happiness, that happiness is within him, in the satisfaction of simple human needs, and that all unhappiness arises not from privation but from superfluity. And now during these last three weeks of the march he had learned still another new, consolatory truth—that nothing in this world is terrible. He had learned that as there is no condition in which man can be happy and entirely free, so there is no condition in which he need be unhappy and lack freedom."

Book: War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy
Recipes: Culinaria: Russia by Marian Trutter


Khndzorov Tolma
(Apples stuffed with Ground Beef)


8 medium apples
3-4 tbsp butter
2 onions finely chopped
1/4 cups ground beef
1 bunch each parsley and cilantro
Sweet paprika, salt, and pepper to taste
2 cups boiled rice (I used cooked pearled barley)
2 very ripe tomatoes
1 cup vegetable broth

Carefully cut the tops off the apples, and using a spoon, core them, and scrape out some of the apple flesh to make room for the stuffing.  Reserve the apple flesh.


  

Melt the butter in a skillet over medium high heat.  Saute the onions until they start to become translucent.  Add the ground beef, herbs and spices and cook through, adding the reserved apple at the end.  Mix with the rice or barley.  Use the mixture to fill the apples and replace the apple tops.




Puree the tomatoes in a food processor and run through a sieve to remove seeds.  Arrange the apples in a saucepan with their tops on and pour the tomato puree and broth over them.  Bring to a boil, reduce heat to low and simmer for 30 minutes or until the apples become tender but do not fall apart. 



Nigvziani Badrijani

1 large eggplant
Salt
Oil for frying (I actually roasted mine in the oven)
11/2 cups of finely chopped walnuts
2-3 cloves of garlic
Khmeli Suneli (spice mixture of saffron, fenugreek, and corriander - I didn't have anything even approximately close to this mixture)
2-3 tbsp red wine vinegar
2 tbsp finely chopped cilantro




Cut the eggplant lengthwise into thin slices.  salt each slice and cover it for an hour to draw out the moisture.  Drain and press the remaining liquid from the eggplant (I made this recipe after work and skipped this step).  Fry teh eggplant in hot oil on both sides, remove from the pan and leave to cool (or you could just roast it in the oven).  Dump the rest of the ingredients into a food processor and run it until you have a thick paste.  I didn't have most of the spices for this, so I used a lot of extra cilantro, which made my paste a rather pleasant green color; in the cookbook, the saffron made it a rather pleasant yellow color.  Spread the paste on the eggplant slices and fold them in half so the skin is on the outside.  Let them sit at room temperature for about an hour to let the flavors blend (I skipped this part too, but the leftovers did taste better than the ones I ate right away.)





I was a little hesitant about apples and tomato broth, but in fact it was delicious.  After the uncooked garlic yogurt experience, I was also a bit hesitant of the eggplant, so for the second batch, I put the spread on first, then roasted it.  It didn't make a very appreciable difference except that the pleasing green color turned brown.  These were both good recipes, it was a lot of work to core the apples so carefully, which is why there are only 4 of them in the photo.  The rest of the filling is in my fridge waiting to be steamed into the rest of the apples, which are in my fruit bowl.

About the book:

Pierre has finally been rescued!  By our lost friend Denisov!  But while a prisoner of the French he has learned some powerful insights about his own choices in life; he thinks, "that suffering and freedom have their limits and that those limits are very near together; that the person in a bed of roses with one crumpled petal suffered as keenly as he now, sleeping on the bare damp earth with one side growing chilled while the other was warming; and that when he had put on tight dancing shoes he had suffered just as he did now when he walked with bare feet that were covered with sores—his footgear having long since fallen to pieces."  He has even learned to cope with his sore feet, much in the same way that young Rostov has learned to cope with his fear of death during a battle, Pierre simply thinks about other things.  


Rostov's younger brother, Petya, did not learn his older brother's discipline in war.  He did not listen to Denisov before engaging in a mercenary, pointles battle against the French troops, not to defeat them, but to take supplies from them which they were wholly ready to surrender.  He rushed into a token resistence and was shot through the head.  This episode, of course, will be used to highlight my next post where I will take up Kutuzov and his experience of the "glory" of war.  Look for that blog post later this afternoon.


2.08.2010

Chapter 11 - Stuffed Artichokes and Kotmis Satsivi (Chicken in Walnut Sauce) and Rich Russian Mothers Indulge Their Sons Way Too Much

Book:  War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy
Recipes:  Stuffed Artichokes
Kotmis Satsivi

Music:  Russian Classical Guitar for 7 and 6 String Guitars - Andrei Krylov

Stuffed Artichokes

2 Artichokes
Sour Cream (about 1 cup)
Zest of 1 Lemon
Juice of 1/2 Lemon
Salt to Taste
About a cup of crushed nuts

The recipe is in kilograms and grams and I was too lazy to translate it.  I was also a bit afraid the lemon would curdle the sour cream, but it was delicious.  I have no really funny stories about this cooking experience, it was smooth sailing the whole way.  First, cut the stems from the bottom of the artichokes so that they will stand up straight.  Cut the tops off so that you can rip their little hearts out later.  Steam them for about 20 minutes.  I'm not sure this is an accurate time, mine came out with softened architecture (didn't stand up for the stuffing) but like all lady killers, the hearts were a little tougher than I hoped they would be.  While they are steaming, pulverize some nuts in a food processor.  I used walnuts because that's what I had for the chicken recipe, but I imagine almonds or just about anything else would have worked fine.  Maybe not peanuts.  Mix the sour cream, lemon zest and juice, and pulverized nuts.  When the Artichokes are sufficiently softened up, rip their little hearts out and stuff your nuts inside.  This is the best way to create yet another generation of heartless little bastards with prickly outsides.  I am still talking about cooking.  I guess that's what Julie Powell was getting at with all her sexual imagery.  It's just too easy. Once you are finished being a misogynist, serve the artichokes warm and dip the petals in the sour cream mixture.  

 Kotmis Satsivi

For the Chicken:
5 Chicken Thighs
4 Tablespoons Butter
2 Tablespoons Olive Oil

For the Sauce:
1/4 Cup Minced Onion
2 Cloves Garlic
1 Tablespoon Flour
1 1/2 Cups of Chicken Bouillion
2 Tablespoons Red Wine Vinegar
1/8 Teaspoon of Cloves
Pinch of Saffron
Cinnamon and Cayene Pepper to taste 
Bay Leaf
1/4 teaspoon of salt
3 ounces of shelled walnuts, pulverized


Rinse and dry the chicken (Julia Child Style) melt the butter and heat oil - brown the chicken for 5 minutes on both sides, then cover and simmer for another 15 minutes or until cooked through.  


Meanwhile, back on the Farm (Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. Style), melt butter and saute onions and garlic in a saucepan.  Add flour until a paste forms.  Add bouillion and bring to a boil until a thick sauce forms.  Add spices - you can make this as spicy as you please - "it's possible" that my kitchen helper "didn't measure the cinnamon and cayenne." I loved it.  Add salt and walnuts.  Keep warm until chicken is done.  


 

The dish was amazing despite the collapsed infrastructure of the artichokes and the tough hearts (pictured here as a pile of greenery).  And my kitchen helper was fantastic and for somebody who claims she can't cook, did a great job of making the sauce entirely unaided.  I think this whole "I can't cook" thing is a fib.

 


About the Book:  During our discussion, Ashley and I spoke about the fact that we both hadn't read very much since the last time we talked about reading.  We also spoke about the fact that it was interesting how the Czarists had a "true" French emigree staying with them and the radicals had an Englishman and a baby bear staying with them.  In the chapter after the rum drinking party I blogged earlier, we find out that our little delinquents have actually taken the bear, strapped it to the back of a local cop, and thrown the two together into the canal.  One of the mothers was listening on silently while everyone was discussing her son's shocking exploits but it's clear that they aren't very shocked and a few seem to think it's a darn funny scene.  

Curiously, if I'm not wrong, the bear is a symbol for Russia.  In this case, a young bear is being made into a clown for the amusement of some young, very drunk radicals who have since been kicked out of St Petersburg and been forced to move on to Moscow.  Interesting symbolism.

About the music:  Soothing guitar.  Lots of quick strumming and plucking.  I'm entranced by it and have no idea which is for 7 or which for 6 string guitars.