Ragu Coniglio (Rabbit Ragu)

I took four days this week to get ahead with my curriculum planning for create a cook, it's summer mode and we do cooking classes for kids for a week at a time through the end of August, each week with a different theme.  I teach the 11+ and they are in class from 9:30 - 3:30 cooking up a little storm.  How I'd love to make something like this with them when we do Italian, but I would imagine the squeals of terror and the declarations of GROSS when I brought out a rabbit would be too much to bear.  Ah well, maybe one day. 

After pondering what I would make for dinner I remembered having a lovely D'Artagnan rabbit in the freezer upstairs.  I  knew without a moments hesitation that I would make a ragu with it.  In fact, when I ran down the ingredients I would need in my head I knew I had almost every ingredient in house, almost.  After tearing apart my pantry I realised I neglected to restock my dried porcini supply the last time I used it, don't worry, I have already placed a nice bulk order online to freeze. 

Shunning the pyjamas I headed out to the local Whole Paycheck to pick up the dried shrooms and survey the fresh pasta.  Sadly, the widest pasta they had on hand was linguine and the sheets of pasta looked way too thick to consider rolling and cutting so I grabbed 6 of my favourite eggs and a few other items and came home for a nice long day of cooking and writing.  The picture on the top was taken when I made this a few months ago but I never took the time to write it up.  Since today was a nice leisurely day with the windows open, the birds singing, the rain showers coming in and out, I decided to bite the bullet and document the beast here. The other set of pictures I took of breaking down a rabbit into useable pieces was, again, taken a very long time ago, but I include it here in case you ever need a tutorial.

For the squeamish among us, I will put the photos and recipe under the jump.  so many people just can't deal with how much rabbit looks like...well..um...cat, or so I'm told.

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Storm preparation

Having made it through storm 1 for the week, husband and I donned our lists and braved hitting the grocery store in preparation of storm 2 on Sunday.  I plan on happily watching the storm from inside, decorating a tree and cooking a lovely rabbit, red pepper and merquez braise.

What is it about rabbit that makes so many people squeamish?  I can't even get my father ,the Italian, to eat rabbit.  Nope.  Too cute. Remember when Roger and Me came out people were ranting about the woman who sold rabbits for meat?
Here we are bitching about sustainable foods, eating locally, eating less red meat, eating leaner meats, etc. Why has no one started a campaign for raising and selling rabbit? Surely they are easy to raise, eat a mainly herbivore diet and are certainly rather *ahem* prolific breeders.  Can it just be the cute face factor that is stopping people from trying it?

Pel-freez has been around since I was a kid but the only place I see it is at our butcher in Maine. Sometimes Super 88 has rabbit, but sometimes I'm just a little too nervous to buy meat at Super 88.  They don't have the best smelling meat department, n'est ce pas? Today I went by my favourite butcher, John Dewar, and picked up 2 D'Artagnan rabbits.  This afternoon I will butcher them, marinate the meat and make a rabbit stock with the bones.  Tomorrow I'll slowly braise everything with the stock, some roasted red peppers and spicy merquez sausages.

Rabbit tastes great without being too overpowering for some peoples delicate palates the meat is lean and it is very adaptable to various cooking methods and it could easily become a very economical source of protein.

Rabbit,  have some tonight.

Glorious Guinea Fowl

I've really never hidden my adoration for D'Artagnan products.  I've used their demi-glace and duck fat for years now, I've had the white and black truffle butters gracing the inside of my fridge door, sure they use a mixture of truffle oil (sure it's really 2,4-dithiapentane - I know - I know!) and shaved truffle slices (which are likely tuber aestivum and not likely to be tuber melanosporum) but I don't really care it tastes like heaven and more than a little earth on a slice of toasted Iggy's Francese for breakfast. 

I buy their duck breast and my freezer has a supply of their confit and a saucisson l'ail all ready for cassoulet season. I've made their wild boar before, but this week at John Dewar I noticed a few new items in the case.  I was torn between the pheasant, the rabbit and the guinea fowl and since I have tasted both rabbit and pheasant before I decided the guinea fowl would win. 

When I got home I started flicking through my cookbooks, Hugh Fearnley Whitingstall recommends a salmi preparation, Anne Willan braises hers with cabbage and bacon, Julia didn't seem to have any thoughts which surprised me, but I was looking up guinea fowl and not the French term for the bird which is pintade.  None of the preparations really knocked my socks off but husband and I were heading off to the Topsfield Fair for the day so I grabbed Anne Willan's new book Country Cooking of France and  D'Artagnan's Glorious Game Cookbook and put them in the truck.  As we headed home back down 128 in Friday traffic I had husband read me the recipes from both books.  In the end, we decided on the Guinea Hen Two ways from D'Artagnan.  Besides, I was halfway there already since I already had garlic confit in the fridge.

Guinea hen and Guinea fowl can be used interchangeably for either the male of the female of the species.  They have 50% less fat than chickens which is visibly noticeable when you look at the legs the skin layer is so thin that you can see through to the dark, almost blue, meat right through it.  They are a bird that likes to be left alone. The peck and poke for their own food, they don't take kindly to laying their eggs where you can find them, they prefer to sleep on the highest branches of the tree and they are a mighty, mighty loud alarm clock,screeching loudly when threatened or when they feel their territory has been invaded. They also aren't the most attractive of bird, certainly not as cute as this guy from the Topsfield Fair.

Okay, shall we make dinner?

Follow that link above and make yourself some garlic confit.

Slice 3 lemons, thinly, and place these in a non-reactive pot with 2 quarts of water and 2 TBS of salt, and add 20 or so peeled garlic cloves.  Set this on high and boil until the water evaporates stirring occasionally.  When it becomes just a sludge of disintegrated lemon essence and garlic, add 1 cup of cream, or more to taste depending on how tart your lemons are, and season with pepper, no salt will be necessary.  Keep it warm.

Salt and pepper your rinsed and dried guinea fowl inside, rub 1 TBS of duck fat on the outside and salt and pepper the outside.  Place it on its side in a roasting pan. Roast it in a 400 degree oven for 20 minutes. While it roasts, dice a carrot and an onion.  After 20 minutes, flip the bird, add up to 1 TBS duck fat to the pan and toss in the onion and carrot.  Return the pan to the oven for a further 20 mins.

Remove the pan from the oven.  Cut off the legs and tent the breast with foil to keep warm.  Return the legs to the pan, now on the stove top, and cook over medium-high heat to crisp up and finish the legs.  Be careful to not burn your aromatics.  When the legs are ready, remove those from the pan, tent them with foil and keep them warm.  Now you will build your second sauce.

Deglaze your pan with 5 ounces of ruby port scraping up all the good sticky, shmooie bits as you go.  Add 1/4 cup of cream and bring it to a nice bubbling boil.  Tip all this carefully into a blender (works better than a food processor if you have a choice, the blender creates a nice vortex and will pulverize everything more efficiently), add your garlic confit (I must have had about 15 cloves), place the cover on the blender and loosen the center cap, just before I run the blender I tilt it to allow some air in so that the top doesn't blow off from the heat.  Puree this until smooth and then strain it through a chinois or a double mesh strainer.  Return it to a small clean pan and season to taste with salt and pepper.

I carved off the breast meat , sliced it thinly and arranged it over a small pool of the port sauce with a bit more on top. I placed the leg leaning on a pile of mashed potato with celeriac and sitting in a pool of the lemon sauce.  Yea folks, I know boring composition, no colour, but I wasn't going to make a green veg just to please the eye, this was all we wanted.  I drank a bottle of this with it, and yes, I did eventually wipe the dust off the bottle, I've had it awhile.

So in the end, how was it?  Unbelievably good.  The guinea fowl has amazing big flavor and because the fat layer under the skin is so thin the skin crisps up nicely.  It has a mild gamey taste and the two sauces play nicely off of that. Husband was making happy food noises as he was eating and we both declared that this dish is a repeat.  Now I know that you'll go look at the $21.00 price tag for a 3 - 4 pound guinea hen and scoff and decide it's too much money but this meal could have been served in any restaurant easily as a $36.00 entree per person and you certainly wouldn't call that too pricey.  Add that bottle of wine that I paid $28.00 for and you would be paying $75.00 - $80.00 for after the markup and I call this meal a bargain.  I even froze the rest of the lemon sauce, Chef Jan taught me to freeze everything, it can always be turned into something else later.  I assure you her mantra has been a lifesaver.

Seek it out, cook it and love it.

Currently

Smelling the final stages of my Rabbit Ragu reducing gently, around 7:00 I'll make the papardelle.
Snacking on a bit of La Tur drizzled in Balsamic and Avocado oil and a small piece of Foie Gras from D'Artagnan.
Sipping, Vodka steeped in Ceylon tea and dried fruits with orange liqueur and lime and lemon juice.
Just prodded the fire(husband calls it porkling) and added another log.
Flicking through Under the Sun - French Country Cooking - by Caroline Conran
The Lutece Cookbook by Andre Soltner
Les Halles Cookbook by the master of attitude, Anthony Bourdain

I need to find some ideas for a French themed class with my 11 - 13 year olds.
I do hope that your Sunday evening is going as well.  What are you making?

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