Thursday, 4 July 2013

Pickled Radishes

As well as writing reviews, I am also going to include the odd thing that I make at home, now that the summer brings with it an expanse of free time...

I love love love the pickles that come with the miso soup in Wagamamas, and found out yesterday that they are, in fact, radishes. Having always wanted to grab a bunch of proper Benjamin Bunny veg, I finally had the chance, and decided to pickle some this morning. This is a very easy, and pretty, way of approaching the little red veg.

For a small jar:

1 bunch of radishes (around 12 of them)
150ml rice wine vinegar
50ml water
2/3 tablespoons sugar
2 teaspoons salt
1 deseeded chilli
1 crushed clove of garlic

Method:

- Cut the stalks of the radishes and chop into thin slices (about 5mm).
- Pop them in an airtight glass jar
- Combine the water and vinegar in a pan with the sugar and salt.
- Bring to the boil, and wait until all the sugar and salt are dissolved.
- Turn off the heat and add the chilli and garlic (I even added some ginger).
- Pour over the radishes, and put the jar in the fridge once it has cooled.
- I suppose the optimum time before you taste them is 24 hours, but I sure didn't wait.

Et voila.





- J


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Update:
A word to the wise - although pretty and very tasty, these unassuming pink things stink to absolute high heaven. (I blame the vinegar). When your mum opens the fridge door, she aint gonna be happy... You have been warned...

Monday, 1 July 2013

Bristol - Grillstock Smokehouse

Once again, I apologise for leaving it so long between posts, but there's been a lot going on! One massive change is the fact that we are both now graduands (Huzzah!); that blissful state of limbo between end of exams and the impending sense of responsibility signalled by graduation.

I was walking along the Triangle with a friend when we both spotted a new restaurant that had popped up; my compadre, another foodie-enthusiast suggested we go visit the next day for lunch. However, that evening I had plans to see a friend's band at the Coronation Tap... for all those aware of the Cori Tap, as it's affectionately known, can probably see where this is going. For those not in the know - the pub serves 10-12% cider tasting like apple juice. Lethal.

In hindsight, organising work experience in a GP's surgery for the following day was probably not the greatest idea... Thankfully I made it to the surgery on time looking surprisingly suave, albeit swaying slightly and undoubtedly smelling of alcohol. Now further sleep-deprived, I stumbled back up to the Triangle, encouraged only by the overwhelming excitement of a hearty meat-filled lunch.

Waiting outside for my friend to arrive, I was greeted by a charming lady with a tray full of pots of miscellaneous meats to taste - pulled pork, beef brisket, burnt ends, spicy sausages and more. It felt a bit strange tasting the food before I was due to go in and buy it, but at least then I could select what I wanted more easily.

Originally a festival, Grillstock has decided to set up a base in Bristol and I'm so glad they did because this place is incredible. Based heavily on America's deep south, with a single seated bar for diners, with a central trough of assorted sauces and condiments running along it and chefs resembling truckers, with peaked caps, all beardy and tattooed, the menu is one massive smorgasbord of delicious, slow-roasted, barbequed meats. As our orders arrived on trays pilled high with food, my hangover almost vanished in an instant. Vegetarians look away now.



Mmmmm.... meaty meaty goodness.

My order, a mountain of mixed meats, topped with cheese and sauces all fitted into a bun almost defeated me, although I'll admit my stomach was not in the best of states. My friend ordered a pulled pork plate and an additional hotdog topped with jalapenos. Both were delicious, although maybe a touch on the pricey side.

Definitely one of the best new places in Bristol to eat at the moment - go visit. Plus, you get to drink out of those epic Jeremiah Weed glasses, making you feel even more awesome, and for the toughest amongst you, they even have a man vs. food-esque challenge dubbed 'The Grand Champion' which grants you a free t-shirt and bottle of BBQ sauce should you choose to take on the meat feast and successfully complete it.

And now to bear the combined grunt of a hangover and a food coma.

A