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This goes on for a while and it is fun but eventually it ends and there is no La Tech 3 and still I want…more…. I start making more and more elaborate dinners every Saturday, at a minimum a fish and a meat course, plus often a soup or salad, and maybe a hot app. Ad Hoc is a restaurant in Yountville where the general public can eat what is for all intents and purposes the same food that is served to the staff at Bouchon and The French Laundry.

The place is meant to be temporary but of course it is a huge success and still there, going strong…. Saturdays grow in ambition. Five courses are soon obligatory. Salad or soup, hot or cold app, fish, meat, dessert…guests once a month or so, but guests or no, up at dawn, troll the local markets, start prepping around eight or nine, first course served at six, dinner over by eight or so, clean, rest…and still…there must be…more…And off in the dim distance beckons…the line….

Bill Buford really did chuck it all to cook. Buford was the fiction editor at The New Yorker , a very nice gig for a writer. This brought him into contact with a lot of what are termed in Manhattan bold-faced names. Buford thinks of himself as a decent cook but as soon as Batali arrives the chef takes over and cooks the entire dinner, staying until 3 am and almost drinking Buford out of house and home in the process.

But Batali is so infectiously fun that this leads to an idea: why not profile him for the magazine? From such simple, reasonable notions does ruin arise! Be careful, Bill! Buford does not pause to explain this, which stirs the envy to a higher pitch than usual. Worse, the book that Buford got out of his experiences, Heat , is a genuine masterpiece, the best-written of all the cheffing books hands down.

Say what you will about The New Yorker and its liberalism and pretention but these cats know how to write; the quality is always there. The way he handles the scene in which he cuts himself on the first day is a case in point. This scene is obligatory in cooking memoirs, the same way that all mob movies must show a fat wiseguy cooking a meat ragu. Final Draft, the screenplay software used by tout Hollywood, will automatically drop this scene into your script if you try to leave it out.

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I looked across at one of the cooks, Cesar, who seemed to be boning quails, a much more challenging operation. Was he actually shaking his head? There was a moment: did I do what I think I did? And the top of my finger erupted in a gush of red blood. You should look at my fingers. A road map of scars and nicks. I think I need to wear glasses.

Or farsighted. Both, actually. I shook my head, a little worried by her worry. There was a lot of blood. The rest of it was stacked with pieces of duck. And so I resumed. Chop, trim, wrestle, pop, thwack. I cleared my board. And, as I did, the Band-Aids started to work themselves loose, and the clear synthetic glove started to expand and droop, filling up like a water balloon with my blood.

The truth is, I am always slicing off little bits of me, but I could see that if I sliced off a little bit of this glove it was going to be a mess. By the end Buford is skilled and confident enough to run the line himself, throw death-ray stares at other cooks and just boss them around. He is so skilled that Batali offers to set him up in his own restaurant. Buford turns him down. France beckons. I eagerly await that book. For some, the itch never subsides. In the back of my head since that final day of La Tech 2 is this tidbit. But some of the services—the early dinner service every day and the brunch services on weekends—are staffed by a skeleton crew of paid pros and supplemented by volunteers.

I could be one of those volunteers. The idea hangs there in the frontal lobe until finally I call. Come Saturday, they say. Like every hopeless noob, I start on garde-manger. The ways are legion. Overdress, underdress, dress too soon, toss inadequately, over season, under season, too much of this, too little of that. There is also the prep for all the components, lettuce trimmed and washed to gleaming perfection, other elements sliced and diced.

My first official task was to make croutons, not the square kind, the sliced kind. You take a baguette and slice it evenly. They are not terrible sticklers about evenness for this kind of crouton because it would either end up in the onion soup, saturated beneath the cheese, or alone on top of one of the salads with a spritz of goat cheese or tapenade on top. As a rule in a French restaurant, any element of which the diner will clearly see two or more on his plate had better look absolutely identical.

Still, I managed to screw up the croutons. They are to be toasted in the oven until crisp but not brown.

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No color. The first batch was fine. The second were in the oven not even half as long as the first and when I checked them, they were almost black. At that moment Chef Nick walks by. He is acting as expeditor for this service, which means he supervises everyone and everything and is also the last line of defense checking plates at the pass to make sure they are perfect before they go out.

No, I had already logged that milestone on my first day of La Tech. A rough rule is that for every hour you spend cooking, you spend another two prepping. Cutting being, perhaps, the most foundational cooking skill, doing so much of it, while numbing to the brain, is good for the hands. With so much repetition, one cannot help but become reasonably proficient. Oh, yes. I thought my technique decent, what with all those classes and practice at home. But it took several weeks to pass muster with Joe.

One task I am assigned week after week is cutting the chives. They are squirrelly little buggers, certainly easier to cut the fewer of them you hold at one time, but I have no choice but to clump them in big groups or else the task will take forever. I am suddenly reminded of the following:. More than a decade before, working as a speechwriter for the mayor of New York City, I am seated at a lunch table next to a man who asks what I do and I tell him and he says, funny thing, he used to do the same thing for Henry Kissinger back in his White House days.

I say, wow, that must have been fascinating. One time I drafted a speech for Henry, an important address on the Middle East. In speechwriting this is known as a conceptual edit. That is, not a line edit, change this word, take this out and put this in, but something that requires you to rethink everything on minimal guidance. Speechwriters hate conceptual edits. Was ever a single syllable so satisfying to a human ear? Garde-manger is mostly prep and plating. There is very little to cook, except this one cavatelli dish, which is soon moved to the hot line. Just plating and prepping, plating and prepping.

When there are lulls, you prep what you can for the dinner service. We were never fast enough for Chef Nick. The brunch service could be hectic or not, depending on the weather above all. Every plate has to go out at the same time and be the correct temperature, or, for salads, not wilted from sitting in the dressing too long. One party of 32 I thought was going to make Chef Nick go hoarse from all the yelling at us he felt required to unleash.

There are five stations on the line for brunch: garde-manger , of course, but also entremetier , a station for hot entrees, the grill, and pastry. Many observations come to mind but one stands out. And I can tell you that nothing on the surface of this planet is hotter than a fully fired restaurant grill.

One day, the cook I am working for, just to satisfy his curiosity, takes out his insta-read thermometer and holds the tip of it up to where we have to stand.

Cooking and tasting the most expensive chicken in France (Bresse poulard)

Egg station is responsible for omelets which require a level of dedication that is a cut above. A correctly cooked French omelet is rolled like a cartoon cigar, pointed at each end, not folded in half; it is pale yellow, no brown or even tan spots are allowed; and—this is the tricky part—the surface must be perfectly smooth.

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Chinese Sim. Chinese Trad. Norwegian 3. Garden Manger is an excellent book. It is comprehensive with excellent directions. As advertised. Book was great and had a ton of recipes. Skip to main content. About this product. Make an offer:.


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Pages are intact and are not marred by notes or highlighting, but may contain a neat previous owner name. The spine remains undamaged. See details. See all 6 pre-owned listings. Sold by thrift. About this product Product Information With nearly inspiring recipes, Garde Manger is the most comprehensive reference book available on the subject.

Bringing the kitchen-tested wisdom of The Culinary Institute of America's chefs and teachers to the reader, the comprehensive book covers a range of topics, from salads and sandwiches to hors d'oeuvres and appetizers--all the hot and cold food preparation knowledge the skilled garde manger needs. All-new photographs by award-winning photographer Ben Fink show finished dishes and important techniques to help the reader visualize key concepts, from curing salmon and bacon to making and decanting flavored oils.

Additional Product Features Dewey Edition. One: The Professional Garde Manger. Two: Cold Sauces and Cold Soups. Three: Salads.