While we were in the throws of pulling off our last Home Restaurant.... ML grabbed John's camera and started shooting... The perspective of a ten year old watching her parents run around like crazy! Here is what she came up with... AMAZING!



































































































In July of 2008 we referenced snow cones from Austin. In January we posted about vanilla snow ... Recently we traveled out to Annandale, Virginia to taste a delicious Korean shaved ice at Sheilas Bakery. Well, inspired by these interactions we decided we needed to find a way to make it snow during our nasty DC summers. We found this machine that shaves the most amazing ice. The fact of the matter is that I never thought we would use this thing for anything other than snow-cone parties in the middle of a Washington August heatwave... Well while setting up prep list and menus for 1508 #2 John suggested that instead of making a lavender sorbet why not make lavender infused ice and then shave with our fancy machine. This worked with amazing effect as the delicate texture of the shaved ice connected with subtleness of the lavender. To finish the dish I used local strawberries and cashew cream.... At 1508 #3 we shaved frozen chocolate made with melted bittersweet chocolate that had water and cocoa powder wisked in and was then frozen. To finish this ice we served a slice of early ripening fig that we found in our garden... We seem to have found our greatest successes in our be open to adapting almost anything all the way up to the last minute prior to being served...
Kombucha has been used as an alternative medicine for the treatment of cancer... Something we fed my mother among other things during her struggle with the disease...It is funny that at the time I made fun of kombucha and now John and I drink this daily…although Martin-Lane now makes fun of us…
After the buttercream, post a few days ago. I received the comment, “Where's the butter cream frosting recipe!!!! vegan or not!” So here is the rest of the story…and the recipe.
We had another fabulous home restaurant. In addition to the food, wine and music the energy was fantastic, everyone met someone new and conversation was ….
OK so many of you know I am vegan and so is Martin Lane (my 10 year old)... Vegan-ism has come to me basically since ML's birth... For in the time previous to her arrival I was the working Pastry chef for Ruppert's Restaurant–this occupation would preclude a hard vegan practice, in that I tasted cheeses and made many desserts with amazing cream from local farms and butter from France... This all brings me to a recent dilemma non-dilemma I had when faced with the request for the name of a baker who could make an awesome chocolate cake with white butter-cream icing... the dilemma non-dilemma was the hesitation of do I make something I know I make as good as anybody even though I would not eat this thing (tasting would not be a problem John is not Vegan)... My natural course of action is to convince the client of the truth: That any dessert I can make non-vegan I can make vegan just as good if not better... but alas, I knew in this instance that vegan was not an option... so my hesitation is personal just as is my choice of being vegan, that is to say that I do not feel the need to proselytize or force anyone into eating something they are not comfortable with as I expect the same respect from others... Ultimately I do have some ground level principles and if I am going to use butter and cream and eggs they are going to be produced using the best practices possible in order to contribute to the health of my client and to the eco-systems in which we participate... I am looking forward to cracking those farm fresh eggs with their bright yellow yolks, whipping butter with natural sugar and finding a source for raw milk.
I began to make bread seriously around the same time I met John. I was living in a basement apartment on Connecticut Avenue near Nebraska Avenue. The apartment had no windows and John had given me herbs to grow that I kept alive with grow lights. Doing with–with what I had as there was no room OR space OR light for a garden. Making bread in that apartment was a challenge as well, however at that time I was working as a lawyer and producing a documentary and to work live material with my hands was exhilarating. To make bread is to interact with a live culture and from this perspective I continue to understand the connection between Gardening and Breading.
As far as falafel goes in DC nothing can compete with Amsterdam Falafel in Adams Morgan. The fixins bar is crazy good, roasted eggplant and fresh beets--...Fresh cucumbers... Pickled veg... We visit often! No matter how formal the dinning experience appropriate to the occasion nothing beats just plain good falafel balled and cooked to order... Our only complaint was the pita bread but recently they have rectified that with really good whole wheat pita.
In response to, “what do you mean by 'to taste' in the pickled garlic scape recipe?”