Monday, June 25

Destination Dulse

“Every time we walk along a beach some ancient urge disturbs us so that we find ourselves shedding shoes and garments or scavenging among seaweed and whitened timbers like the homesick refugees of a long war.” – Loren Eiseley

Who would guess that in spite of sitting in the middle of an almost land locked state relieved by a mere 18 miles of coastal water; I am nevertheless, hopelessly out to sea? Imagine this beautiful surreal image, a glinting semi- translucent Neptunian palm enticing me with seductive twirls and waves of magenta. Palmaria palmata, sea parsley, or to-the-point Dulse has a hypnotic hold on me and I am not sure if I have ever walked about on firm ground. For the last few weeks I have been frolicking with the inhabitants of the intertidal zone in an aquatic Pas de Deux. I have been eating straggles of dried dulse straight and uninterrupted, out of the bag.

The seaweed in this form is a rather forgettable version of its former supple self. It is dulled down raisin brown and crumpled like wads of tobacco. Perhaps this dried sea vegetable could be unfavorably compared to forgotten snatches of tissue found in the remote corner of one’s pant pocket. The odor is strong to be sure- salty, deep and resonant. The smell matches its old and musty appearance. And while at first experience this sensory assault can be off putting, there is a deeper story within.

Seaweeds are majestic plant like organisms of the sea which help sustain life on earth. These macro-algae located more or less in the region where the water hits the land along with microscopic free floating phytoplankton (micro-algae) convert sunlight into cellular growth, which in turn feed zooplankton and other marine animals higher up the food chain. Seaweeds are highly adapted to sustain themselves in the aqua environment in which they live. Possessing neither roots nor stems nor leaves, these weeds-of-the-sea choose strongholds, stipes, and blades. In order to keep up with the pulse of tide and the pound of surf and wave, these algae are hearty enough to withstand a wild ride yet exceedingly flexible so that they can thrash about without endangering themselves. Even their slippery mucilaginous surfaces assist to reduce friction caused by the non stop rollick of the sea. On top of being adaptive and nutritionally supportive to life, seaweeds provide mesmerizing beauty and much needed shelter. Dancing underwater sea leaves are the physical embodiment of rolling liquid ripples, prismatic swells, and cyclonic twists. In large formations this seemingly delicate vegetation creates impressive feathery nests and shadowy forested canopies to protect tiny crustaceans, invertebrates, fish and marine mammals big and small.

Therefore it is no surprise that upon land, seaweed is physically and emotionally supportive to human life as coastal communities around the world have long known. It has been used as food, medicine and fertilizer since the earliest of times. Sea vegetables contain high amounts of fiber, protein, minerals, vitamins and enzymes. And given that they nourish the heart, improve immune function, assist digestion, repair tissue, remove toxins, build bones, feed the endocrine system, sooth the nervous system, encourage luxurious hair and skin growth, and increase stamina, it is a wonder that we don’t eat this healthful life giving food 24-7.

Decidedly dark, briny, and “of the sea”, seaweed has a distant familiar taste. Iron tinged like blood, tangentially vegetal- I dare assert the flavor is primordial and this may be the root of some aversion. There is wildness to it; a power, a stripped to the marrow quality that pulsates too nakedly for some. And this is precisely the reason why it is so nourishing. The food is born of the fertile union between ocean and sun. The taste contains the tang of salt, verve and resolute will. It also hauntingly reminds us of the comfort, buoyant rocking and nurturance of our first amniotic homes.

In the end, seaweed is good for much more than sushi. While it may start out seeming exotic, strange and slimy, the rotting detritus of an ebbing tide; in little time seductive sea leaf will call out in gradually larger shouts. It will first appear in soups and chowders before sneaking into grains, beans and salads. Egad, in time you may discover your cheeks suspiciously bulging with an indiscreet mouthful of sea jerky. Wind in your hair, sand between your toes, another lost refugee has at last come home.

DL(A)T, makes one sandwich: This is standard back of the seaweed package recipe. Dulse is an umami rich food and is entertainingly reminiscent of bacon when roasted. While I find this to be true I am also well aware that in certain veggie loving, health conscious groups there is a lot of substituting/reframing going around. Brewer’s yeast, flax seeds, cashews, tofu, miso etc. can be blitzed and doctored to act like eggs and cheese. Nevertheless, I find this sandwich to be so good that I must exclaim its virtue just about every other bite. It is better with avocado too.

Ingredients:
Handful of Dulse
Lettuce leaf
Sliced Tomato
Sliced Avocado (optional)
Mayonnaise
Sprouted or Whole grain bread

Directions: Take a small skillet on medium and place your dulse on the hot pan. Out of the bag dulse is dark purplish brown, leathery with a touch of moistness to it. With a bit of roasting the seaweed turns crisp and somewhat brown. Be careful because an inattentive eye will lead to burned dulse quickly. Lightly spread mayo on both slices of bread. Press roasted dulse into one side, the sliced tomatoes, lettuce, and avocado if desired. Then top with the other bread and cut in half since this tends to get messy.

Sunday, June 17

A Fungi in the Kitchen

“Mushrooms are like men- the bad most closely counterfeit the good.” Gavarni

Jaunty cap rakishly off center, pungent otherworldly odor, single minded stalk rising from the depths of Hades- mushrooms captivate. Whether conjuring up childhood fantasies tucked within the bewitching illustrations of Arthur Rackham’s dreamscape, stumbling upon a few sleeping beauties cozy against the forest floor, or dining on buttery Beef Wellington swaddled in a Duxelles blanket of luxury, mushrooms offer winsome charm as well as dark humor*, elegant rusticity, and knowing wisdom gained through mutuality.

My appreciation for fleshy spore-producing fungi stemmed from my yonder years combing through a thin stand of trees which ribboned past my backyard demarcating home and allegiance, propriety and things feral, suburbia saddled against the great unknown. This forested strip provided nutritive fodder for another education and wandering imagination. Polypores, puff balls, and clustered honey hued specimens proliferated from shadowy dank corners, proof of a well maintained ecosystem, invisible handshakes deep into the night.

Yet like pictures of partially unraveled mummies in Britannica or the unexpected discovery of a writhing silk bag of tent worms, fungi both fascinated and repelled me. No small part due to the company they kept: pill bug infested logs, rotting leaves, nefarious trolls and poison tongued frogs. Hesitantly I poked at live spongy flesh which exuded the natural damp glow of perspiration. They looked rather like disembodied parts, cherubic cheeks and bottoms or perhaps cartilaginous ears dead and partially buried. Earthy, rank, feeding off the dead, mushrooms-of-the-forest looked nothing like the pristine white buttons slivered upon my Gino & Joe’s pizza and at the end of the day I was divided.

But this strip was a liminal space where the natural world amplified and sang its marvelous tune. In the end, that which was remarkable, extraordinary and beautiful began to show itself in every face, angle and turn. The concentric rings of shelf fungus mimicked the strong interiority of a slow growing tree. Razor thin gills, soft as down feathers radiated its graceful symmetry, under carriage to an umbrella perfect for tiny woodland characters. Perhaps most importantly, fungus helped me to look more unflinchingly at death, as another phase in the cycle of life to be transformed and ritualistically fed to the next in line.

The forest was my first playground and the fungi world reigned supreme with its diminutive but powerful stature. All that was hinted at only became more evident as an adult ready to appreciate its many uses. Otzi the Iceman (circa 3300 B.C.) was discovered with two species of polypores on his body presumably to use medicinally and to make fire. Scientists are now confirming what ancient cultures knew about the health benefits of mushrooms like Reishi, Cordycep, and Maitake. Certain mushrooms have also been used in religious and ecstatic rites because of their abilities to induce a hallucinogenic state. Think of the potently cheery Amanita muscaria which has been burned into our consciousness through fairy tales and legends. Yet again we can also turn to the transformative magic of yeast and mold mixed in with foods to create breads, brews, cheeses and pickles. Not to mention the sensuous enjoyment of truffles, chantrelles, shitakes and even the common button mushroom. More recently with the help of visionaries like mycologist Paul Stamets we can learn from our fungi friends about their impact upon our ecosystems in the relatively new fields of mycofiltration or mycoforestry.

These handsome fellows are symbiotic creatures whose survival skills depend upon exchange and communication with the environment. Like good boy scouts they leave the place better than they came- which is something that is becoming more urgent for us to learn. Not just fun or exquisite to look at, these guys have depth and diversity (mycelium spread far and wide) and embody an earthy sensuality. For me eating mushrooms is a bit like a sacrament, food for the gods but one still bound to the ground. Like the persimmon which Persephone ate upon entering the underworld which kept her tethered for all of eternity, fungi keep us intimately wedded to all of the cycles and spheres of life. And that is good enough reason to appreciate a fungi in the kitchen from time to time.

Seven Generation Salad: This is my submission to Lis and Kelly's Salad-Stravaganza. I heartily stand behind anyone’s desire to improve their health, win back vitality and gain some killer legs to boot. Good foods are both healing and soulful at the same time. Appropriately this salad includes shitake mushrooms which are anti-viral, anti-bacterial, and help to improve cholesterol, blood sugar, and stress levels. On the macrocosm, fungi can assist in creating good health in the body and blood of our planet.

Ingredients:
Baby watercress, butter lettuce, torn radicchio cleaned and dried
Paul & Dusty’s Killer Shitake Recipe (below)
Roasted Poblano Chili, cut into strips
Corn
Crumbles of goat cheese
Toasted Hazlenuts
Virginia's Dressing (below)

Directions: Place a full pile of greens in a pretty bowl. Lightly toss a few tablespoons of Virginia's Dressing onto the greens to dress. Use a delicate hand; do not over saturate the lettuce as there are plenty of flavors in the salad. Assemble the remaining ingredients on top and enjoy.


Paul & Dusty’s Killer Shiitake Recipe:This is an adaptation of a recipe off of Paul Stamet’s website. I have fussed and played around with this recipe and have determined it is unbelievably good with almost any variation in proportion. Just make sure to use shitakes.

Ingredients:
2 Tbsp. olive oil
2 Tbsp. toasted sesame oil
4 Tbsp. tamari/ Braggs Liquid Aminos
2 Tbsp apple cider or 1 tsp. mirin
1 clove of crushed garlic
Pinch of fresh black pepper
Big handful of shitake, cleaned and de-stemmed

Directions: Shake all ingredients in a jar and pour over whole Shitake mushroom caps, gill side up. Mushrooms should look well oiled. Mix around and put on a baking sheet to bake at 350 degrees for about 30-45 minutes or until roasted with lightly charred edges. Alternately you can grill these. Set aside a few to throw into the Seven Generations Salad above.

Virginia’s Dressing: This is a light basic dressing, as lovely as the lady who shared it with me.
Ingredients:
½ C neutral oil like grapeseed
¼ C rice vinegar
Tablespoon tamari
Tablespoon of maple syrup (or more to taste)
1-3 clove crushed garlic (to taste)

Directions: Shake all ingredients in a jar. Use a few tablespoons for the salad above. Refrigerate the rest for another time.

*Please be careful if foraging for wild mushrooms, be sure to go with someone knowledgable!