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Key Lime Salt-Crust Pompano
Feb. 23rd, 2008 10:04 pmI've been wanting to try a salt-crust meal for a few years now. Iron Chef (the original Japanese version) used the technique often, and several of my latest cookbooks mentioned the technique, but at 9am this morning as I was keeping my 14 month old daughter from banging a toy into my 4 month old son's soft-spot, Tyler Florence was doing a salt-crust steak on the Food Network, and it got me salivating. So I made up my mind to try it with whatever fresh fish I could find.
I hit the local seafood shop. There was a wonderful sign stuck in the ice in the display case: "Whole Yellowtail Snapper", but there was just empty ice chips. I asked if they had any more yellowtail, and after a few loud, roof-raising shouts into the back, echoing back to the display, it was determined that they were, alas, sold out of yellowtail. Yellowtail is my favorite snapper, in my mind it is nearly 1000% better than the ubiquitous (and frequently mis-labeled) American Red Snapper. But again, alas and alack.
However, there was locally caught fresh and whole pompano, which isn't necessarily in the same league as yellowtail snapper, but it is more rare as it's a seasonal fish (and we are right in the middle of season here in February in the central Florida Atlantic coast), so I grabbed one of those, $15 for just under 2 pounds, whole and un-gutted.
After the fish store, I hit the local Latin produce mart, where most of the staff speaks only Spanish, yet the customers range from the local Latin community to restaurant owners to Asians to Muslims, all looking for quality produce. It's as melting-pot as you can get in this coastal town. I picked up fresh cilantro, key limes, banana leaves, and onions for under $5.
It was indeed my first attempt, and I don't think I fully did what I wanted, but it was quite tasty, and I learned enough from this attempt to improve.
Fortunately, Christey and I were in the mood to document. As usual, I don't really like tossing out a complete recipe as much as describing technique. So, here we go:
( More pix and description )
Christey and I always have an interesting dynamic photographing my recipes. I'm always, like: "This is an important step in the recipe", and yet, it doesn't look all that interesting in a photographic sense. On the other hand, chopping shallots is full of interesting kinetic motion, but anyone can learn to semi-professionally rough-cut a shallot in about 2 hours. It's a complimentary relationship, but sometimes 90-degrees off of each other's mindset, which is what I find so fascinating. My cooking and her photography are both art, but the different viewpoints challenge both of us, which is why I like doing these kinds of posts so much.
I hit the local seafood shop. There was a wonderful sign stuck in the ice in the display case: "Whole Yellowtail Snapper", but there was just empty ice chips. I asked if they had any more yellowtail, and after a few loud, roof-raising shouts into the back, echoing back to the display, it was determined that they were, alas, sold out of yellowtail. Yellowtail is my favorite snapper, in my mind it is nearly 1000% better than the ubiquitous (and frequently mis-labeled) American Red Snapper. But again, alas and alack.
However, there was locally caught fresh and whole pompano, which isn't necessarily in the same league as yellowtail snapper, but it is more rare as it's a seasonal fish (and we are right in the middle of season here in February in the central Florida Atlantic coast), so I grabbed one of those, $15 for just under 2 pounds, whole and un-gutted.
After the fish store, I hit the local Latin produce mart, where most of the staff speaks only Spanish, yet the customers range from the local Latin community to restaurant owners to Asians to Muslims, all looking for quality produce. It's as melting-pot as you can get in this coastal town. I picked up fresh cilantro, key limes, banana leaves, and onions for under $5.
It was indeed my first attempt, and I don't think I fully did what I wanted, but it was quite tasty, and I learned enough from this attempt to improve.
Fortunately, Christey and I were in the mood to document. As usual, I don't really like tossing out a complete recipe as much as describing technique. So, here we go:
( More pix and description )
Christey and I always have an interesting dynamic photographing my recipes. I'm always, like: "This is an important step in the recipe", and yet, it doesn't look all that interesting in a photographic sense. On the other hand, chopping shallots is full of interesting kinetic motion, but anyone can learn to semi-professionally rough-cut a shallot in about 2 hours. It's a complimentary relationship, but sometimes 90-degrees off of each other's mindset, which is what I find so fascinating. My cooking and her photography are both art, but the different viewpoints challenge both of us, which is why I like doing these kinds of posts so much.
