• 03Aug
    Merquen Flakes

    Merquén Flakes

    A week ago, I met up with JAY and he gave me a bag full of spice blends and rubs to try out.  The majority of the bag’s contents were from the Fancy Food Show.  I began to smell everything once I got home, but the first item up for review was the merquén, which was obtained by JAY at a Fancy Food Shoe-related Chilean event .  Since I had no idea what it was, other than dried and smoked chiles, I did my research.  The chile from which the spice is derived is called the cacho de cabro, or goat’s horn.  An indigenous tribe, the Mapuche, traditionally use merquén in many dishes.  The chiles are smoked, dried, crushed, and mixed with coriander, cumin and salt.  It sounded delicious.

    I have to be honest.  When I made the recipe for dip (included in the spice bag), I was underwhelmed at first.  Essentially, the dip is merquén, cream cheese, garlic purée, and cream.  I was expecting something unique and exciting, especially after what I had heard and read about the spice blend.  As it turns out, the packets of merquén only contained the chile flakes.  A few years ago, chipotle seasonings made a splash in the world of foodies; my dip tasted as though I had mixed chipotle flakes into cream cheese.  The smoky, hot flavor was present without the accompanying coriander and cumin.  Once I added them, the dip was magnificent.  I began with a ¼ teaspoon of each, and increased the amount in increments until I had a satisfactory amount.  For each teaspoon of merquén flakes, I added ½ teaspoon of kosher salt, ½ teaspoon of ground cumin, and 1 teaspoon of ground coriander.  I have no idea whether the proportions I used are congruent with the actual spice blend, but I thought it tasted incredible.

    Merquen-Rubbed Grilled Meat Selection

    Merquén-Rubbed Grilled Meat Selection

    After whipping up another batch of merquén, I fired up my grill.  While the charcoal was doing its thing, I rubbed the blend onto a couple chicken tenders, a tiny piece of steak and a thin pork cutlet.  The seasoning’s fragrance made me wish I had some of the dip left.  I restrained myself from making a second bowl of dip by watching the charcoal turn gray.  After retrieving my meat selections from the grill, I admired them briefly and then tucked in.  Personally, I loved the pork cutlet best, but honestly each piece was very good.  I saved a chicken tender for the next day, and it was equally amazing.  For the record, I enjoyed my merquén-rubbed meats with cheesy mashed potatoes.  I thought about adding the seasoning to them as well, but decided I should restrict it to one part of the meal at a time.

    I encourage everyone to find the spice blend in a store or buy it online and try it soon.  Whether you use it as a rub, an oil infusion for slices of baguette, or making it your secret ingredient, merquén is worth the effort to find it.

    -TKW

    Disclaimer:  I know something to this effect is stated in our “About” section, but (as sometimes happens), we received freebies.  That said, our words are our own.

  • 01Aug

    First impressions of the Farm-to-Street atmosphere

    “I Eat Local Because…”
    One handwritten card said, “because it’s good.” Another contributor sketched out an island sunset, no words. Another, “because I love my community!”

    I agree. It feels great to eat real food made by real people. Take, for example, the sliders that were the most popular dish of the event. Right next to the serving line, whole lambs from Hite Farm turned on spits over a labor-intensive pile of charcoal. Absolutely no doubt about where the meat came from. That is as local as local gets.

    meat on spits serving sliders They warmed the buns before serving, an example of the fine attention to detail that every vendor exercised. When the buns ran out, they started piling meat onto plates and serving with grilled zucchini, pickled onions, and a homemade sauce.

    Teaism's gazpacho The sides and desserts at Farm-to-Street were light and refreshing, like the gazpacho from Teaism. When I approached the booth, Leila hooked me up with a crispy sesame cracker and then floated some wasabi cream on top of the gazpacho. The onions lent a perfect amount of bite, and the vinegar a slight tang that wasn’t overpowering. The wasabi packed quite the punch, even with the creamy base.

    On to dairy. Two neighboring booths were battling for my affections. I loved the richness of the chocolate ice cream by U-Scream, and they were also serving mango sorbetto. The yogurt at Yola came in more flavors – plain, maple, raspberry, chocolate, and lemon – all of which were just as rich as the ice cream and had the characteristic tartness of yogurt as a bonus. The folks from Yola were also making parfaits topped with granola and fresh berries.

    Eatonville's lemonade

    I needed something cold to drink with all the good food. Eatonville Restaurant, right around the corner from the party, offered free fresh lemonade in blueberry and honey-ginger. This wasn’t just any lemonade. I found myself swirling the cup around so that I could catch and nibble on a bit of freshly minced ginger. Mike told me he’d woken up at 4AM to pick blueberries. The lack of excess sugar successfully highlighted the unique characteristics of the other ingredients. To my delight, the cups came in bigger sizes as the day progressed.

    Pie contest remnants
    Representatives from The Diner sponsored a couple rounds of pie-eating contests. After the first destructive showdown, passersby sampled the half-devoured pies with as much gusto as one might show for untouched pies (see the results above). Next to the pies, the booth held a basket of their famous baked treats for those who had brought dogs.

    Community outreach was strong at the venue. After I picked up a free copy of the Washington City Paper, I stopped by DC Water’s booth for a list of cafes and restaurants that will fill your reusable water bottle for free. They were also running a misting tent, a boon to those who were sweating buckets. Next to the water tent, I learned something new: there is a farm right in the middle of D.C., located a few blocks down V Street. Common Good City Farm teaches community members to combat poverty and obesity by growing their own food, meshing well with the principles of the Eat Local First campaign.

    Everyone in attendance was genuinely excited to be taking part in the Eat Local First movement, and the enthusiasm was contagious. I witnessed a little girl critiquing the gazpacho with wasabi cream sauce and offering some to her younger brother. I heard an occasional, “Where’d you get that? That looks good!” … and the person being asked would eagerly walk the asker to the right food source. The quaint neighborhood setting, live music, and misting tent kept everyone’s spirits up despite the scorching heat. The food was delicious, but the Farm-to-Street Party stood out for its unique personality.

    -Guest Writer Nina Garcia (NFG)

    Disclaimer:  I know something to this effect is stated in our “About” section, but (as sometimes happens), we received freebies.  That said, our words are our own.

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