philosopher’s stone

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the question ‘what is truth?’ I go round and round the notion that there are objective and irrefutable truths that are simply true for everyone. Like, we all die. Or, Nora is a dog. Or water freezes at a temperature of 32 degrees. But even these ‘truths’ are relative, conditioned by mixtures of belief and context. Then there are the statements that contain a truth but not necessarily a whole truth. We convince ourselves that as long as what we actually say is true, what we omit or don’t say can remain separate from a whole truth for whatever reason. We might not want to hurt another’s feelings. We are afraid that if we tell the whole truth, we will feel shame. Or, perhaps we are simply honoring a promise to another to keep certain information private.

It is a vast subject that I’m sure will occupy my attention for some time to come.

In the meantime, in the simple context of my day to day life, alchemy in the kitchen continues to offer multiple opportunities for exploring the phenomenon of how the appearance of a truth at first can be transformed into something else, sometimes even more sublime.  Here in the kitchen this blog began years ago, albeit unconsciously as an agent of alchemy, but with a purpose that felt absolutely true nonetheless.

I made a delicious pot of bean soup the other day. Another recipe from Marcella Hazan, ‘Bean Soup With Parsley And Garlic’**, it is just five ingredients, white beans, olive oil, garlic, parsley and broth. Once again, it is all about the intersection of quality of ingredients with process. I altered the proportion of things as I so often do, anticipating  ‘soup’ vs. bean side dish. I soaked and cooked two cups of the locally grown organic white soldier beans from my larder the day before

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and used almost double the garlic, parsley, and broth called for. The soup literally takes less than a half an hour to actually cook and is spectacularly rich and fragrant. I felt magic in the precise instruction of ‘6 minutes’, not once, but twice!

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Slicing and sautéeing a sausage (apple chicken) and adding it my supper sized bowl of soup that first night yielded a delicious transformation, still definitively ‘soup’.

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The next day I cooked some ziti, tossed it with a half cup of the warmed soup as a sauce and topped with grated fresh parmesan. Now I had a kind of thick pasta fagioli. Next day? A can of tuna mixed with another half cup with half a lemon squeezed in on top of some chopped romaine. A delicious salad! And finally, the last night, added the rest of the ‘soup’ to a pan of sautéed greens and some more fresh squeezed lemon for instant beans and greens!

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So, I ask, where does the truth live in each of these transformations?

Is it a coincidence that the other photos in my camera co-existing with these bean inspired creations also inspire a change in thought pattern?  There is the ground of snow transformed from something that covers to something reflecting the promise of shade in the warm spring sun…

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And the garden Buddha buried in the purity of silence and snow all winter, now transformed into one emerging in mud covered laughter…

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It is humbling to consider that my very own alchemical ‘philosopher’s stone’ might continue be this cook pot in my kitchen, the place where spontaneous acts of creation feel like pre-destined truth that nourish consciousness in some way….

 

** Bean Soup With Parsley And Garlic  from ‘The Classic Italian Cookbook’ by Marcella Hazan

1 teaspoon chopped garlic (I used closer to 2)

1/2 cup olive oil

2 tablespoons chopped parsley (I used 3 or 4)

2 cups dried white kidney beans or other white beans, cooked, or 2 twenty-ounce cans drained beans)

Salt

Freshly ground pepper

1 cup Homemade Meat Broth, or canned chicken broth, or water (I used almost 3 cups chicken broth)

  1. Put the garlic in a stockpot with the olive oil and saute over medium heat until just lightly colored.
  2. Add the parsley, stir two or three times, then add the drained, cooked beans, 1/2 teaspoon salt, and pepper. Cover and simmer gently for about 6 minutes.
  3. Put about 1/2 cup of beans from the pot into a food mill and purée them back into the pot (I did this part in my little four cup food processor), together with the broth or water. Simmer for another 6 minutes, then taste and correct for salt. Serve over slices of toasted Italian bread.

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I have been an ardent admirer of the work of Marcella Hazan for as long as I can remember. I think I have just about all her books. ‘The Classic Italian Cook Book’ is as close to a cooking bible there is for me. Stained and dog eared, my copy has been with me since the early days of married life, when diving into culinary passion found fertile ground and plenty of appreciative palates. During the years of my vegetarian explorations, I didn’t consult Marcella as often as those early years. Now back to inclusion of a full range of local and seasonal food, I find I have been pulling this bible down off the shelf more often. The package of frozen grass fed ground beef from the farm down the road has been burning a hole in my freezer. I finally brought it out to defrost in the fridge the other day while debating whether to make meatballs or Bolognese meat sauce (ragu)**, happening without any actual memory of the last time I made either one. It would be a momentous event for sure after all these years! I woke this morning, assessed the larder, and finally decided Bolognese to be the winner.

Marcella’s recipe calls for milk and white wine, neither of which I have. I dilute (just a bit) some heavy cream with water and fashion some wine by mixing rose water with a little dry sherry (surprisingly white wine like!). Finely chop half a medium onion, a medium carrot, the last few mushrooms in the fridge (not part of the recipe, but they needed to be used up, chopped fine, a great addition, smile), and a stalk of celery. With everything ready, I begin to cook (as per recipe below). With Marcella it is always a very particular process. Sometimes there are explanations why, sometimes not. I just trust. My favorite instruction in this recipe is to cook the sauce at ‘the laziest simmer’. It is one of the instructions that doesn’t offer why. You just have to know that cooking something slowly over a longer period of time offers the potential yield of something more integrated, richer and more delectable to a discerning palate. Experimenting with all the burners and the lowest possible heat still produces more than the occasional bubble however. How can I really slow it all down? How can I move even more slowly than this day?

I put on my outer gear to go out for more wood. Except the woodpile is almost gone. It’s only March 1 and I’m doing my best to conserve and stretch out the last of the precious stock. I’ve been playing with the dampers on the wood stove to see just how slow a burn can be sustained with each piece of wood. Aha.  Put the sauce on the woodstove!  But even now I notice that what appears to be the slowest burn of the wood stove is still too hot to slow down the bubbling sauce.  I remove the layer of grease that has worked its way to the surface…

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Meanwhile, the aroma filling the house is tantalizing and complete. How in the world am I going to be able to wait five hours to eat this meal?

It is a blustery day and the snow has started flying again. Movement is furious in all directions.

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Like Nora, I need to expend some energy and find chores to do around the edges of the house outside, clear some paths, assess the extent of ice damming and knock down sections of frozen overhang, shoveling the few inches accumulating in the driveway, while intermittently throwing a sizable branch out into the abyss of the snow covered meadow for Nora to retrieve.

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Standing on the crest of the snow plow created hills now fringing the driveway I feel the winter stillness within the fury. It feels good to be standing there within this slowed down place inside. Warm. A warmth that clearly developed deep inside while moving slowly to the easy rhythm of self-initiated movement.

The fire in the woodstove has burned down to just an ember by the time I return. The sauce is now clearly cooking at its laziest simmer after having cooked down quite a bit.  I put another log on the fire and it doesn’t take long for heat to begin steaming out of the pot again.

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Marcella says, “A properly made ragu clinging to the folds of homemade noodles is one of the most satisfying experiences accessible to the sense of taste.”  Smile.  I opt for finishing the bag of Italian made rigatoni in the cupboard, assured by Marcella that this sauce will also be excellent with such a pairing…

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It is an exquisite sauce, even if not cooked for 5 hours in the most gentle way.  Being able to sustain that perfectly balanced place of laziest simmer is clearly something that I will continue to work on….

*adapted from recipe for ragu found on pp. 127 of The Classic Italian Cook Book by Marcella Hazan, copyright 1973.

finely chopped onion (about 1/2 cups worth)

3 tablespoons butter

3 tablespoons olive oil

finely chopped celery (1 stalk, about 1/2 cups worth)

finely chopped carrot (1-2 small, about 1/2 cups worth)

3/4 -1 pound lean ground beef

salt

1/2 cup milk (I use diluted cream)

1 cup white wine

1/8 teaspoon nutmeg

2 cups canned Italian tomatoes, roughly chopped, with their juice (I added a cup of water and a generous squeeze of good quality tomato paste to this for 3 cups total)

  1. In a deep pot (preferably enameled cast iron) saute onion in butter and olive oil briefly over medium heat until just translucent. Add the celery and carrot and cook gently for 2 minutes.
  2. Add ground beef, crumbling it in the pot with a fork. Add 1 teaspoon salt, stir, and cook only until the meat has lost it’s raw red color (it must not brown or it will lose its delicacy). Add the wine, turn heat to medium high, and cook, stirring occasionally, until all the wine has evaporated.
  3. Turn heat down to medium, add the milk and the nutmeg, and cook until the milk has evaporated, stirring frequently. (Meat must be cooked in milk before adding tomatoes, this keeps the meat creamier and sweeter tasting).
  4. When milk has evaporated, add the tomatoes and stir thoroughly. When the tomatoes start to bubble, turn the heat down until the sauce cooks at the laziest simmer, just an occasional bubble. Cook, uncovered, for a minimum of 3-1/2 to 4 hours (5 is better), stirring occasionally. Taste and correct for salt. (If you cannot watch the sauce for such a long stretch, you can turn off the heat and resume cooking it later on, but do finish cooking it in one day).
  5. Note: ragu can be kept in the refrigerator for up to 5 days, or frozen. Reheat until it simmers for about 15 minutes before using.