Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Molto Bene!

Just before i bambini were due back in school, I whisked them off to New Orleans – their home away from home – for the long-awaited opening of Domenica. John Besh and his executive chef / partner Alon Shaya got it just right: cozy, relaxed but lively, and really, really good.

Anchoring the just-renovated Roosevelt Hotel a stone’s throw from the Quarter, Domenica was inspired by the bountiful Sunday feasts of the Italian countryside – hence its name, which means “Sunday” in Italian. Shaya and his team have immersed themselves in the intricacies of Italian culture over the past year, and it shows in the layers of detail that build the ambience of the restaurant, which is at the same time rustic and sophisticated. Long central communal tables underscore its warm and friendly nature; timber salvaged from a long-submerged vessel gets a second chance as flooring full of old-world character; intricate collages of Italian product labels adorn the walls, and the wooden tables wear nothing but their paper menus, which double as placemats. The white leather cushioning the wooden banquettes and the monumental modern crystal chandeliers and sleek stainless surfaces in the elevated bar area are completely contemporary, though, as is the stunning curtain of bronze chain that creates a sense of intimacy around the communal tables.

An extensive menu of Shaya’s authentically prepared estate-raised pork products vies for attention with the array of homemade pastas and toothsome risottos, braised meats, and local seafood fried to perfection or swimming in a delicate broth. My boys (as usual,) couldn’t get enough of the pizzas. But even at their tender ages, I think they sensed something special about the irresistible blistery-crusted pies baked in a 9,800 lb. wood-burning pizza oven with a rotating stone deck – the only one of its kind in this country! Head over to Domenica any day of the week from 11am ‘til 11pm, and you surely will, too…. Buon appetito!


Friday, September 11, 2009

Citizen Cane

Just as early spring is when the maple trees are tapped up north, down in southern Louisiana, fall means sugar cane season, when the endless acres of cane are cut, stripped, and boiled down in open kettles to produce the region’s beloved sticky cane syrup. Steen’s Cane Syrup, in its iconic yellow cans, is a staple in every New Orleans pantry; it’s been produced by the Steen family in Abbeville, Louisiana for nearly 100 years.

One of David Guas’ favorite uses for cane syrup (besides being poured generously over pancakes) is in Gâteau de Sirop. Cane syrup is a close-cousin to molasses, and this cake is basically a gingerbread, distinguished by fresh grated ginger and a splash of Crystal Hot Sauce for extra punch. Served warm with vanilla ice cream and swimming in plenty of extra syrup, it was a holiday staple in the Guas house when he was growing up in New Orleans – and still is in his own house here in northern Virginia.

The recipe is featured in DamGoodSweet: Desserts to Satisfy Your Sweet Tooth, New Orleans Style, David’s first cookbook. An advance copy just arrived here in the office, and it looks good enough to eat – with syrup on top.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

La Vie Provencale

After a crowded preview party for “La Vie Provencale” with all the decorators in situ and Provencial food from Patti Constantine, Palate New Orleans, Café Degas and Sucre, the first decorator show house since Katrina opened in the home of the Alliance Francaise de La Nouvelle Orleans. This venerated educational center in the Garden District is where “tout le monde” goes to learn and keep up their French!

The new crop of hot young local designers and decorative painters like Grace W. Kaynor, Trudy Hurley, Nadine Blake, E. Lee Jahnke Mead joined their mentors and friends Sherry Haydel, Kathy Slimp, and Anne Bishton. New Yorkers and ex-New Yorkers (Jennifer Flanders, Ned Marshall and Roy Malone) added their special touch like dark green-blue peacock walls, Ferragamo covered divans, Brazilian fabrics and contemporary sculpture. George Hewitt showed me his magical LED mirror that wiped wrinkles away—not that I need one mind you!!

The outside was refurbished by donations of plants and the help of local landscape designers. To top it off, three adorable Smart Cars in “bleu, blanc et rouge” were parked in front (they are made in France.) I was amazed to see the old blue and white sidewalk letter tiles installed in the cement in front of the building: a young man called Nick … has rediscovered the secret and now everyone can name their street or business in that old traditional way.

Who needs to go to France? New Orleans is it! Now if only they had a petanque field...