Showing posts with label French Culinary School. Show all posts
Showing posts with label French Culinary School. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

What The Duck! Duck A-Z at HTC

I love duck, generally. Its such a versatile word. It can mean so many things.
Hey, DUCK! (when avoiding a punch or something) or, DUCK OFF... (when telling someone to sod off), I want to DUCK you, or What kind of Duck are you? (Are you a quack?), ...the dictionary also says duck can mean a playing marble (but not the shooter), or the failure in cricket for the batsman to score. A list of meanings can be found HERE. It's even a type of fabric. In cantonese, "Ngap" is the opposite of "Kai". The word is almost as versatile as its famous cousin, that begins with 2 letters away from D.

I digress. Just as the word DUCK is versatile, so too is the Bird. So, when I saw the flyer from HTC (French Culinary School) with DUCK A to Z, I knew I had to attend this course. The Cuisine Studio outlet in Tropicana apparently has closed, and they have opened an outlet in Sierramas. This class was held at Menara IMC, which according to Chef Jean Michel, is more a pastry kitchen than a food kitchen.

I love watching Jean Michel in action. He oozes enthusiasm and knowledge, and of course, that French accent gives it a whole lot of authenticity..... don't you just love sentences that are punctuated with "bon", or "voila"....



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HTC is Menara IMC is a well stocked gourmet paradise, with Valrhona Chocolates, gourmet balsamics, mustards, a wide range of silicon bakeware, tart rings, etc. And I think they do sell frozen foie gras as well.

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The various poses of Jean Michel. He dissected the duck with the ease of a surgeon, and proclaimed that no part of the duck goes to waste. And how true that was!!!

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Cut-throat takes on a new meaning. It's amazing what one can do with the foreskin of the neck.

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Dang, I used to be a Queen in my previous life. Just call me Anne.


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Glorious slabs of Duck Breast

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The breasts are sprinkled and rubbed... with salt.

The recipes for this class were, Duck Confit, Duck reilletes, duck liver pate, duck confit shepherd's pie, duck breast with pink peppercorn sauce and smoked duck with puy lentils...and all for RM200, which I thought was ducking good value for money.

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Stuffed Duck's Neck Skin With More Duck. The filling is minced, and some stuff is added, and then the whole pouch, after it's sewn up like woman who's just given birth, is then confit-ed. Hmm, come to think of it, we didn't get to try this. Probably because we were stuffed. Just like the duck neck skins. Look at the picture of the three sacks snugly resting in the dish.

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The fats from 3 ducks, which is rendered to make the duck confit. This is probably one of the reasons why you wont see ME doing this recipe at home. What on earth would I do with three ducks!!!

The aroma of the duck fat wafted through the place...it was like Pork Heaven, but only with duck. Those bits of crispy duck fat, is the duck equivalent of chee yau char...and omigoodddness, excellent!!! Our class of 5 people, plus Jean Michel, kinda finished the whole pot. (That cup was about 1/3rd of the total). Not going for a cholesterol check anytime soon. BUT, according to the Chef, duck fat is good for you, and has no cholesterol. Just look at how long the French live.


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Because they had bought like an obscene amount of duck liver, the supplier had thrown in these little hearts, which were skewered yakitori style and pan fried. Absolutely delicious. I wonder if hearts are good for you....but I heart heart. Duck's heart anyway.

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The carcasses are made into stock, and any flesh leftover is used for the reillettes.


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The duck meat is shredded, (again, not a dish you'd see me making, too much work), and mixed into a pate like concoction, and then chilled. The end product, divine. Goes lovely with bread or crackers. In fact, I think Hairy Berry usually buys jars of this stuff from Singapore in those days when he used to party with us.

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The duck liver pate that is ready for selling.

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The texture LOOKS a bit rough, but in reality, it was delightfully velvety, and the intense flavours of the duck liver and calvados brandy really makes it an acquired taste. I loved it. We were also fortunate to have in the house Julie Wong, the editor of Flavours Magazine, who said it tasted like durian. Erm, I'm not sure how....

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Look at those duck pieces soaking away in pure DUCK OIL!!!

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The duck after its 2 hour long spa bath in simmering duck oil. You can imagine the smell... it was heavenly!

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You can tell the duck is done when the boner is clean.

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Puy Lentils are given a last toss in the duck fat from the pan that was used to sear the duck breast. No waste.

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Duck breast with puy lentils. (puy lentils are really expensive, which is why I love attending classed at HTC. They always use the best ingredients!)

The shepherd's pie was gloriously rich, (forgot to take pictures!), because of the inordinate amount of butter used in the mashed potatoes, but you can never have too much butter can you!
Fabulous.

Anyway, in conclusion, don't hold your breathe waiting for me to make ANY of this. Firstly, I dunno where to buy duck. 2ndly, you need a truck of duck to make confit. Somehow, I have the feeling its not the same if its confit-ed in normal oil. The good news is, all this stuff is available to buy at Cuisine Studio.... RM25 per leg of duck confit, etc. (to take home).

Check out their website for the interesting weekend workshops and my post on that fabulous baking class way back in 2007. (when I did not know most of you).


Sunday, March 04, 2007

Boutique Desserts Class Part 2, and Here Comes The Bride

Previously, on Fatboybakes Fantasy, [in the same tone as those astro voice overs, when announcing, Previously, On Boston Public, or something like that, referring to a previous episode ending with "To be continued...."]

Day 1 basically saw the individual parts of the fancy cakes/entremets coming together. Below, we have the printed joconde, which forms the border (as in, it lines the circumference of the cake) for one of the tarts. Looks like cloth hor. Seems like a lot of work though, so don't be expecting any of my desserts to be dressed in cake clothes any time in the near future.


At least 4 cakes were completed without make up by the end of day 1, and shoved in the freezer to chill. Lunch on day one was a duck confit thingie in puff pastry, a lovely salad, and divine bread. (with president butter, except it was unsalted, and I hate eating unsalted butter). They sell these duck confit and lamb shank prepacked in their cafe in Alliance Francais in Lrg Gurney.

Day 2, ...its amazing how everyone is so punctual, despite having to combat the daily crawl of traffic into town. I had kinda developed a routine by day 2, ie, arrive at 8.45, grab a quickie roti canai at the mamak downstairs, in the lane behind, and appear at class by 8.58.

Twas very funny, when the chef showed us how to line the tart ring with the almond shortcrust pastry. It looked easy enough, but when us mortals tried it, harumph.....

When the lady from BKK tried her hand at it, she botched up so many times, the pastry was getting warm. Meanwhile, I was sms-ing my friend bemoaning the incompetence of my fellow classmates.....but pride comes before a fall. When I tried MY hand at it, I realised it wasn't so easy. Unlike with our usual tart/pie tins which have a base, this one was a ring, without a base. So, that required lifting the entire piece of pastry, slowly lowering it onto the ring, and at the same time, ensuring you could still move it onto a baking tray. The base kept sticking to the marble slab. Also, I was rolling the pastry too hard. I finally got one done, but one of the chefs decided it wasnt good enough, so disassembled mine, and proceeded to make another one. IT was GREAT consolation to me, that even he had to have at least 4 attempts before finally getting it right. Snigger. You can see the baked tart shells in the pic below, in the picture next to the tub of Pate a Glacer Noire.




Lunch on Day two was a lamb shank pasta, with salad, bread and the dessert shown above. It was a lemon/ passion fruit mousse, with an almond tuille. Rather good.

Anyway, fast forwarding, the bride finally got dressed and made up, and look at the finished products at the bottom. And believe me, they tasted AS GOOD AS THEY LOOKED. You know how some cakes are Indah khabar dari rupa. These looked great, and tasted great too. With these kind of ingredients, it's hardly surprising. I loved the ones with the creme brulee layers, and also the jasmine tea infused chocolate entremet. Actually, I loved them all.





Epilogue:

This was the gift voucher I received.

And look, we even made it to the press!!!! Featured in some un-named newspaper......