National Food Bank Week

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This is National Food Bank Week. This publication and the Eat Club have long supported the Second Harvester's Food Bank here in the New Orleans area, and not just for obvious reasons. The organization operates so frugally that anything you give to them goes where it's supposed to. It's hard to imagine that there are hungry people in our country, but there are plenty--and an alarmingly high percentage of them are children. It would be worth supporting for that reason alone. They have many events throughout the year that you can help with. Click here for our local food bank's web site.

Today is Tasso Day throughout the entire Cajun world. Tasso is usually made from pork shoulder, heavily seasoned, salted, and smoked. It acquires a texture about halfway to jerky, with a dense, dark brown crust redolent of the seasonings and smoke. It is cut into small dice and used as a seasoning in a wide range of Cajun dishes. It imparts its three main flavors to anything it touches. It's particularly popular in dishes with rich sauces, but it can turn up in almost anything. You can make your own tasso by coating cellphone-size pieces of pork shoulder with as much Cajun-Creole seasoning as will stick to it, wrapping it, and letting it refrigerate a day or two. Then smoke it in a hot smoker at about 200 degrees until it begins to get noticeably stiff, but not dry. It lasts a long time wrapped and refrigerated after that. The word "tasso" probably descends from the Spanish word tasajo, a Latin American word for smoked beef jerky.This is also National Chocolate-Covered Insect Day. While those are certainly so exotic as to appeal only to those whose tastes are adventuresome, they never have been considered among the world's most delicious treats. The most interesting are the "repletes," members of a species of ant whose bodies are used to store nectar inside the colony. They're the size of small grapes, and are supposed to be very sweet and good. Never had one, or even seen one. When I first started writing about food, I was often asked by people who didn't know any better whether I ate chocolate-covered ants.

The combination of tasso, cream, and seafood is a magic potion, defeating even the incompetence of tasteless chefs. Order it anywhere you see it.

Tasso, Alabama is a country crossroads seventy-three miles west of Montgomery. This is former cotton-plantation country, still being farmed while many of the former fields return to woodland. Some of them are peach orchards, some of the best in the country. The Alabama River passes about a mile to the east. It's a very lightly populated area, with the nearest restaurant twelve miles west in Safford, The Spot Cafe. Thirteen miles north in Selma are quite a few more restaurants, notably Mama's Kitchen and Grill.

pissaladiere, [pih-sah-LAH-dih-ehr], French, n.--A flatbread baked with a topping of olive oil and salty items like olives, capers, anchovies and other salted fish. Inspired by Italian cookery, its resemblance to a pizza is not accidental. Pissaladiere is a specialty in Provence, where it's served as an appetizer, a lunch, or even as a breakfast item, hot right out of the oven, like a pizza. Classically, it doesn't have any cheese, but some chefs in these parts (where it pops up every now and then) grate a little Parmigiana over it. The first part of the name is not a reference to pizza, but to salted fish (pisce-sala). In short, it's more of a treat than the unfortunate spelling of its name might suggest.

Today in 1066, William the Conqueror conquered King Harold in the Battle of Hastings, and the Normans took over England. They brought the French language and culture to England, changing those of the Anglo-Saxons. The English have ever since had a strong taste for things French, particularly the wines. It's no coincidence that the British have always figured prominently in the history of Bordeaux wines in particular. They certainly have been Bordeaux's best customers. Speaking of the Normans. . . they have a charming tradition of taking a shot of Calvados--the apple brandy made in Normandy--in the middle of a big meal. They call it le trou Normande--the Norman hole, which the Calvados burns in your stomach to let more food in.

Thomas Keller, the owner of The French Laundry in the Napa Valley and per se in New York, was born today in 1955. During the past decade, no other American restaurant has garnered the acclaim that the Laundry has. It routinely appears at or near the top of all Best Restaurants/Chefs In The Country/World lists. Lately, Keller's New York eatery, per se (they spell it in lowercase like that) has also been up there. Both the French Laundry and per se have three stars from Michelin; only two other chefs in the world can claim two of those constellations. Dinner in either place involves committing an entire evening to a set tasting menu, and spending in excess of $200 per person (at least). I haven't been to either; I figure they're getting plenty enough coverage from other media. I'll go after they're no longer the hottest restaurant on earth, at which time Keller will still be at least as good, and probably better. I can't seem to detect the flavor of fame.

This is the birthday, in 1905, of Eugene Fodor, who founded the series of travel guidebooks that bear his name. Fodor's is still one of the leading publishers of such books, with titles covering almost any place you might consider traveling to. They all give as much coverage to restaurants and food as to anything else. Because how better to experience an exotic place than to eat the food of the people there? It's very appropriate that Fodor was born in Hungary.

Ellison Capers, a brigadier general in the Confederate Army, was born today in 1837. . . DeJuan Wheat, a professional basketball player, was at the top of the key today in 1973.

"I had left home (like all Jewish girls) in order to eat pork and take birth control pills. When I first shared an intimate evening with my husband I was swept away by the passion, so dormant inside myself, of a long and tortured existence. The physical cravings I had tried so hard to deny finally and ultimately were sated--but enough about the pork."--Roseanne Barr.

"At the beginning of the World God created wine for man’s health, since it is more precious than any other drink and more natural to him."--Francesc Eiximenis, monk from the 1200s.