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		<title>Restaurant review &#8211; L&#8217;Incontro</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Aug 2011 17:02:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Valerie]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/08/restaurant-review-lincontro/lincontro/" rel="attachment wp-att-2595"></a>It&#8217;s a good thing Laurens comes from an Italian mother and has absolutely nothing against his heritage, because  I&#8217;ve been on an Italian streak this year. I&#8217;ve always cooked a lot of Italian, or Italian-inspired foods, but lately it&#8217;s been Italian all the way. As I challenged myself to 4 new restaurants [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/08/restaurant-review-lincontro/lincontro/" rel="attachment wp-att-2595"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-2595" title="Italian trattoria L'Incontro at Amstelveenseweg, Amsterdam" src="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/lincontro.jpg" alt="Italian trattoria L'Incontro at Amstelveenseweg, Amsterdam" width="335" height="251" /></a>It&#8217;s a good thing Laurens comes from an Italian mother and has absolutely nothing against his heritage, because  I&#8217;ve been on an Italian streak this year. I&#8217;ve always cooked a lot of Italian, or Italian-inspired foods, but lately it&#8217;s been Italian all the way. As I challenged myself to 4 new restaurants this year and 4 dinner parties, I should&#8217;ve possibly specified 4 new cuisines, because so far all the new restaurants have been Italian and every dinner party I&#8217;ve thrown has seen pasta or risotto.</p>
<p>Regarding the restaurants, first there was <a title="Risotto alla Milanese (2)" href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/03/risotto-alla-milanese-2/">&#8216;Hot Meeting&#8217;</a>,. Admittedly that doesn&#8217;t necessarily sound very Italian, but when you hear that it&#8217;s located in the university district just outside the center of Milan, you get the idea.</p>
<p>Then there was Il Paradiso, which I completely forgot to blog about. It&#8217;s an Italian eatery close to our house in the suburbs, which served wonderful food, but had awful awful staff. We were happy to find out they<span id="more-2262"></span> delivered as well and that delivery was quick and easy, so we&#8217;ve eaten from them again, just not at the restaurant. We actually ordered my birthday dinner from them. They serve a bunch of truffle dishes that burst with flavor.</p>
<p>Then there was lunch, at <a title="Restaurant review – Barista (Amsterdam)" href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/06/barista/">Barista</a> in the Spuistraat in Amsterdam. With Barista you think coffee, and I&#8217;ve got to tell you, their coffee was awesome, but the true star of the show were the fresh ingredients in my panini. When I later took Laurens there for dinner, we were both very happy with their fresh pasta as well.</p>
<p>So the first 3 new restaurants of the year were all Italian.</p>
<p>And then we decided to go out for a cheese fondue at de <a title="de Hartentuin" href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2010/04/de-hartentuin/">Hartentuin</a>. We hadn&#8217;t been there for a while and I felt like going out instead of cooking or ordering in. I was looking forward to all the cheesy goodness when we got on the tram. We walked towards the restaurant and couldn&#8217;t find it. We walked down the street three times and saw the Thai, the bar, the Italian restaurant, a crepes place, but no Hartentuin. Wondering whether I had mistaken the address I grabbed their business card which I had on me and found that they had disappeared. It made me sad, no cheesy goodness. We still needed to eat however.</p>
<p>Enter L&#8217;Incontro.</p>
<p>L&#8217;Incontro looked nice from the outside and I vaguely recalled wanting to go there for restaurant week. We decided to give it a try. We were welcomed with a glass of Prosecco, a couple of rolls with olive oil and 2 slices of truffle toast before we browsed through their menu.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/08/restaurant-review-lincontro/lincontro-2/" rel="attachment wp-att-2596"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-2596" title="Italian trattoria L'Incontro at Amstelveenseweg, Amsterdam" src="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/lincontro-2.jpg" alt="Italian trattoria L'Incontro at Amstelveenseweg, Amsterdam" width="335" height="251" /></a>It wasn&#8217;t until later that I realized that by stepping into L&#8217;Incontro I&#8217;d fulfilled <a title="Happy 2011, and “11 in ’11″" href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/01/happy-2011-and-11-in-11/">my goal of 4 new restaurants</a>. And it wasn&#8217;t until I started writing this review that I realized all those restaurants had been Italian.</p>
<p>L&#8217;Incontro is -as far as restaurants in Amsterdam go- a fairly upscale Italian restaurant. Where most of Amsterdam&#8217;s Italian restaurants are cheap pasta and pizza places that serve crappy wines and cheap food (both in price and quality), L&#8217;Incontro gives you a glass of Prosecco and some really nice truffle toast when you enter. Their menu isn&#8217;t cheap, but that&#8217;s okay. No decent, good quality restaurants really are.</p>
<p>L&#8217;Incontro&#8217;s menu is extensive, but not in the 367 different pizza toppings kind of way. They have a decent amount of options for each possible course of a menu. Hot and cold antipasti, salads, soups, pasta&#8217;s, pizza&#8217;s, meat and fish dishes. Since we figured that the serving sized would probably not be Italian sized, we both opted for an antipasto and a pasta. Laurens chose Vitello Tonnato as a starter and I chose the Involtini di Melanzane, rolled up, cheese stuffed eggplant.</p>
<p>The eggplant dish was pretty good, but not exceptional. I think they either used Dutch ingredients or adapted the dish to Dutch taste, because the dish tasted a little flat. Not unpleasant, it was tasty even, but not exceptional. Laurens said about the same about his Vitello Tonnato.</p>
<p>When I chose my pasta course, I realized that I was potentially setting myself up for disappointment. They had a dish on their menu which had the exact ingredients listed that <a title="my favorite restaurant – Tarantella" href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/02/my-favorite-restaurant-tarantella/">Tarantella</a> lists for their <a title="Fussili alla carbonarina" href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/02/fussili-alla-carbonarina/">&#8216;Fussilli alla Carbonarina&#8217;</a>. I knew there was a very, very big chance that it wouldn&#8217;t be the same. I didn&#8217;t want to take the chance that it actually was the same dish and I wouldn&#8217;t know to look for another name for the recipe.</p>
<p>So I chose the &#8216;Farfalle alla Zingera&#8217; and Laurens picked one of the fresh pasta&#8217;s, &#8216;Lunette al Tartufo&#8217;. When the pasta&#8217;s arrived I knew it wasn&#8217;t the same. It didn&#8217;t have the explosive smell, which meant it couldn&#8217;t have that same explosive taste either. In all fairness, if I&#8217;d never eaten the dish at Tarantella before, I would&#8217;ve thought it was great. Laurens&#8217; lunette however, were phenomenal. The simplicity of the dish only enhanced the amazing flavors. Truffle and ricotta wrapped in fresh pasta dough served with some roasted tomatoes, fresh arugula and a drizzle of olive oil. Fresh pepper and fresh grated parmigiano completed his dish. It was heavenly (I made him give me a bite) and has definitely made it to my top-rated dishes &#8211; only slightly below the Carbonarina. We drank a simple white house wine, which was a decent wine at a decent price. Just what you expect from a house wine.</p>
<p>After hearing the waitress (in Italian) asking the owner if she couldn&#8217;t have a piece of Tiramisu &#8216;because it&#8217;s Sunday&#8217;, we knew that we needed to share that dessert. Both of us knew we wouldn&#8217;t finish a whole serving, but we did want to try. The Tiramisu was wonderful. Full of flavor. If made at home we would&#8217;ve possibly added a little more booze, but that&#8217;s something you just don&#8217;t do at a restaurant, and honestly, the flavors were amazing. The perfect ending to a nice meal.</p>
<p>We finished our evening at L&#8217;Incontro with an espresso and a sambucca, which was the only true disappointment of the evening. L&#8217;Incontro apparently serves &#8216;Smit en Dorlas&#8217; coffee, which really isn&#8217;t the best there is. After a dinner that&#8217;s so carefully prepared and so authentically Italian, you expect a well brewed espresso made from great beans. This cup of coffee surely wasn&#8217;t great. It didn&#8217;t even near the good category, but stayed stuck at &#8216;average&#8217;, which -at an Italian restaurant- is kind of a disappointment.</p>
<p>All in all L&#8217;Incontro was a good find. We&#8217;ll likely go back there again, and will recommend it to (or take) friends. I will however encourage them to order their fresh pasta, but stay away from the coffee!</p>
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		<title>My sad, sad tomatoes</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2011 14:13:24 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Valerie]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>My beautiful, gorgeous tomato bushes are gone. It&#8217;s sad really. It makes me wonder if I&#8217;m cut out to garden my own veggies. Never mind the neverending, wonderful crop of zucchini that has been filling our table so often that I started sharing many. Never mind the spring onions that are there, abundantly, waiting to [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My beautiful, gorgeous tomato bushes are gone. It&#8217;s sad really. It makes me wonder if I&#8217;m cut out to garden my own veggies. Never mind the neverending, wonderful crop of zucchini that has been filling our table so often that I started sharing many. Never mind the spring onions that are there, abundantly, waiting to become salad. My tomatoes failed and I am a crappy <del>farmer</del> gardener.</p>
<p>In all honestly, I don&#8217;t think I can and should blame myself. The only one to blame is the weather. The immense amount of rain, rain and more rain that have <del>graced</del> spoilt our Dutch summer are the cause of my tomato misery.</p>
<p>Last week I posted about how large the tomatoes were, just waiting for a little sun. Last week I had a week off and tended the plants continuously. I removed the dying, rotting leaves that had started to come in. I knew the leaves would likely keep on dying on me, but who knew if the tomatoes would just have enough time to redden up. To ripen, to meet their destiny of salads and sauce.<span id="more-2431"></span></p>
<p>I spent my weekend at <a href="http://www.foodbloggerconnect.com" target="_blank">Food Blogger Connect in London</a>. It was a fabulous fabulous time of which I will share more later. Laurens took care of our tomatoes for me. Making sure that once they were ready to be picked, he would do so.</p>
<p>The tomatoes never got there, they just weren&#8217;t red and ripe enough yet. And then Monday morning, when I looked, I found that all the tomatoes, green, slightly orange, or almost red, had started to rot themselves.</p>
<p>Some were covered in a fungus. I had feared it already. I had read up on my tomatoes when the rain started, 2 months or so ago, and learned that much rain on the plants can cause a fungus on the plants. If you don&#8217;t irradicate it completely and immediately, it will affect the tomatoes. They&#8217;ll shrivel and rot.</p>
<p>I must&#8217;ve missed the fungus when I cared for my tomatoes last week. I removed everything I saw that looked unhealthy. But the plants were so big that there was a good chance I missed an infected leaf. I&#8217;ll never know.</p>
<p>All I know is that on Monday morning I found that it had spread. I couldn&#8217;t find a tomato I could still safe. The one that looked okay, once turned around, showed a giant hole where bugs have crawled in.</p>
<p>Last wednesday I bought new canning jars, to fulfil my 11 in 11 canning challenge with tomatoes. I was so confident in my beautiful crop. Now I&#8217;m just sad. My beautiful tomatoes are no longer there, all that&#8217;s left is a sad, sad garden patch, which has lost all hope, until next year.</p>
<p>Tuesday evening I looked at them again, one last time before goodbye. I pulled out most of the plants, cut them off at the ground and found a couple of green tomatoes that hadn&#8217;t gotten infected yet. I vowed that if there was even one worth saving, I&#8217;d save it. I want my tomatoes! So now I have a platter full of hard, green tomatoes sitting in front of the window. Hoping to get a glimpse of sun, so they can get red and be roasted into sauce. They won&#8217;t be nice enough to eat raw. I know that. That&#8217;s what you get when you have to pick them green. But they might still make a decent sauce. Maybe I will still make that 11 in &#8217;11 canning challenge after all.</p>
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		<title>Restaurant review &#8211; Barista (Amsterdam)</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Jun 2011 12:50:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Valerie]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p><a rel="attachment wp-att-2331" href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/06/barista/baristalogo/"></a>I went to <a href="http://www.baristarestaurant.com" target="_blank">Barista</a> for lunch. It was awesome.</p> <p>That sentence I just wrote, should really be enough. It was that wonderful. Barista has been nominated as one of my <a title="Happy 2011, and “11 in ’11″" href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/01/happy-2011-and-11-in-11/" target="_blank">4 new restaurants I need to try out this year</a>. I went [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a rel="attachment wp-att-2331" href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/06/barista/baristalogo/"><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-2331" title="baristalogo" src="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/baristalogo.jpg" alt="" width="232" height="115" /></a>I went to <a href="http://www.baristarestaurant.com" target="_blank">Barista</a> for lunch. It was awesome.</p>
<p>That sentence I just wrote, should really be enough. It was that wonderful. Barista has been nominated as one of my <a title="Happy 2011, and “11 in ’11″" href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/01/happy-2011-and-11-in-11/" target="_blank">4 new restaurants I need to try out this year</a>. I went there for lunch, and I&#8217;ll definitely go back for dinner.</p>
<p>Barista is a small, very small, Italian restaurant near my office. I&#8217;d read about them having great coffee and then found out they served food too. I went there for lunch with a co-worker and we ordered panini&#8217;s and cappuccino. Nothing that special, you&#8217;d think, however when the bread, ham and mozzarella are either incredibly fresh and home-made or directly imported from Italy, even panini&#8217;s become something special.</p>
<p>I chose the panini with prosciutto San Daniele <em>(pretty much the best cured ham available in the world)</em>, mozzarella di bufala <em>(fresh mozzarella made from water-buffalo-milk, officially the only product that can be named mozzarella, but since the rest of the world accepts inferior stuff with the same name as well, nowadays Italians will specify it&#8217;s &#8216;di bufala&#8217;)</em> and fresh arugula. The fresh, thick sliced white bread was toasted to perfection, so that not only the bread had a nice crunch, but the mozzarella had just melted and the ham was just warm.</p>
<p>Heaven in a sandwich.</p>
<p>My co-worker ordered a panini with artichocke and salami and was very happy with hers as well.</p>
<p><a rel="attachment wp-att-2332" href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/06/barista/barista/"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-2332" title="barista" src="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/barista.jpg" alt="" width="335" height="251" /></a>Since it was a work lunch, I didn&#8217;t have a camera on me, so I picked up these pictures online. <em>(If you own them, let me know so I can credit you!)</em> Next time, when we go there for dinner, I&#8217;ll be sure to take my own pictures and show you more!</p>
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		<title>On hosting dinner</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Apr 2011 11:25:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Valerie]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>One of my <a href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/01/happy-2011-and-11-in-11/">11 in &#8217;11 goals</a> was to host dinner once every quarter. So far I&#8217;ve managed. They might not have been super fancy parties where people were specifically invited, but still they were nice dinners with someone other than ourselves.</p> <p>Just before the first quarter was over my dad stayed at our [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One of my <a href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/01/happy-2011-and-11-in-11/">11 in &#8217;11 goals</a> was to host dinner once every quarter. So far I&#8217;ve managed. They might not have been super fancy parties where people were specifically invited, but still they were nice dinners with someone other than ourselves.</p>
<p>Just before the first quarter was over my dad stayed at our house and even though he had meetings everywhere and was hardly here, he did join us for dinner one night.</p>
<p><a rel="attachment wp-att-1852" href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/04/on-hosting-dinner/eendjes1/"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1852" title="our new neighbors, ducklings on their way to their first lunch, photo by LdV" src="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/eendjes1.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="333" /></a>I made us spaghetti carbonara as a primo. It was tasty. Seeing my dad enjoy it also made me realize how completely used I&#8217;ve gotten to the Italian way of eating. I don&#8217;t give people spoons with their risotto or their pasta anymore &#8211; at least not without them asking. I had already put down knives, so my dad cut his spaghetti. It made him more comfortable, which is good. However I -as Laurens and all my in-laws do- just roll spaghetti on a fork and slobber everything in. Slurping and slobbering pasta has become normal. While non-Italian kids are taught that eating that way isn&#8217;t cool &#8211; or even rude, even the fanciest Italians will just roll their long noodles and slurp them in. That just happens when you eat pasta. You dab your mouth with a napkin and all is well and you&#8217;re on to the next course. I like that.</p>
<p>The spaghetti was followed by my fennel and chicken recipe. I love that recipe. My dad first taught it was Belgian endive (before he tasted it) and fortunately he voiced that, so I could warn him. Nothing is worse than tasting something completely different than what you expect. Once it was clear what it was the dish was enjoyed along with a nice rocket, tomato and mozzarella salad.</p>
<p>No pictures of the actual dinner were taken, because I didn&#8217;t think of it.<a rel="attachment wp-att-1862" href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/04/on-hosting-dinner/kleineeendjes4/"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1862" title="duckling eating lunch, photo by LdV" src="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/kleineeendjes4.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="333" /></a></p>
<p>Last Sunday my parents-in-law came over to see us. Instead of taking them out to dinner, I decided to cook them a nice dinner. We started out with fresh made pasta with butter and sage. My mom-in-law was excited about the pasta and grew surprised that I&#8217;d made the pasta just before while they were in the living room talking to Laurens. The pasta was wonderfully eggy and perfectly al dente. The sage was picked from a pot of herbs I just planted in our yard a week before. (I&#8217;m working on that other 11 in &#8217;11 goal, starting my tiny urban garden!)<span id="more-1849"></span><a rel="attachment wp-att-1861" href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/04/on-hosting-dinner/kleineeendjes3/"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1861" title="the cutest little baby duckies, photo by LdV" src="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/kleineeendjes3.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="333" /></a></p>
<p>The second course was a roast. Or roast-e as we jokingly say. According to Laurens every single Italian word needs to end in a vowel. So roast is roaste, and on the subway they tell you that &#8216;doorse openonthe righte&#8217;.<br />
The roast I made was a mix between two recipes in the Silver spoon. The simple roast and the roast with chestnuts without the chestnuts. (In other words, I did keep the mirepoix, wine and rosemary from that recipe, which weren&#8217;t in the standard roast-recipe). I added some roasted potatoes with rosemary (from the garden) and sea salt and zucchini. The potatoes were purchased from a local farm, not even a mile from here and tasted so much better than the grocery-store-kind.<br />
We finished off the dinner with espresso&#8217;s and cream puffs and the chocolates they had brought us.</p>
<p>We didn&#8217;t take pictures of this dinner either. Laurens was upstairs entertaining them and I was far too busy making my pasta and timing everything perfectly to even remotely remember to take pictures.</p>
<p><a rel="attachment wp-att-1853" href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/04/on-hosting-dinner/eendjes2/"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1853" title="our new neighbors, ducklings on their way to their first lunch, photo by LdV" src="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/eendjes2.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="333" /></a>So I have no pictures to show of either the dinners or my guests. However, yesterday I fed another family their first lunch away from home. The cute bunch pictured in this post, are our new neighbors. They were born last week and went for their first trip yesterday. When I offered them lunch, they decided to stick around for a minute or two. Aren&#8217;t they wonderful?</p>
<p>On with the recipes.</p>
<p>The recipe for <a href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2010/08/spaghetti-alla-carbonara-2/">spaghetti alla carbonara has been posted before</a>.</p>
<p>The pasta with butter and sage consisted of <a href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2010/03/pasta/">home made pasta</a>, melting butter and letting a couple of leaves of fresh sage cook in the butter. Add a sprinkle of salt, cook your pasta, drain, add to the melted butter with sage, stir and serve. Some fresh grated parmigiana is wonderful over this very simple, yet delectable dish.</p>
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<p>[print_this]<strong>Simple roast(e) from the oven</strong> (serves 4 as a single or 6 with a primo)<br />
recipe adapted from &#8216;the Silver Spoon&#8217;</p>
<ul>
<li>600-700 grams of beef loin</li>
<li>1 large onion</li>
<li>1 large carrot</li>
<li>a couple stalks of celery</li>
<li>butter</li>
<li>olive oil</li>
<li>rosemary</li>
<li>pepper</li>
<li>salt</li>
<li>flour</li>
<li>white wine</li>
</ul>
<p>Chop the mirepoix (onion, carrot and celery) into small dice, set aside. Depending on how your beef loin is cut, either leave it as is, or tie it up neatly and evenly with some kitchen twine.<br />
In a heavy, oven proof pan melt a notch of butter and add some olive oil. Make sure the bottom of the pan is heavily coated.  Put the heat to medium and add the miropoix and stir occasionally. While the vegetables are cooking, dredge the beef loin in a mixture of some flour, salt, pepper and rosemary (use a mortar and pestle to mix everything). Put the heat to high, add the meat and sear and brown quickly on all sides, while turning it frequently. Add 3 tablespoons of white wine (use a good quality dry wine, one you&#8217;d drink as well!) Once the wine has mostly evaporated and the meat has browned a bit, transfer the pan to a pre-heated oven (about 350F) and let it finish cooking to your desired done-ness. Either use a meat thermometer or puncture it with a metal skewer to determine. Red liquid means rare, pink liquid is medium, clear or no liquid is well done.</p>
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<p>[print_this]<strong>Fennel and chicken</strong> (recipe from the Silver Spoon)</p>
<ul>
<li>1 fennel</li>
<li>1 large or 2 small chicken breast halves</li>
<li>25 gr butter</li>
<li>25 gr flour</li>
<li>250 ml milk</li>
<li>salt</li>
<li>pepper</li>
<li>nutmeg</li>
</ul>
<p>Start by making the besciamella. Melt butter in a small saucepan, add flour, stir and cook for about 2 minutes. Keep stirring to prevent it from sticking to the bottom or burning. Add the milk  while whisking the mixture to prevent lumps. Let it get to a boil while whisking regularly. It will thicken a lot! Add some salt and nutmeg, whisk again and leave it &#8211; covered &#8211; on very low heat (use a simmer plate if needed) while you prep the rest. Boil the fennel for about 4 to 5 minutes to get it softened up a bit. Cut the fennel into disks of about 1 cm thickness. (The disks may fall apart, that&#8217;s okay.) Place on the bottom of a casserole. Cut the chicken into medium sized chunks and place over the chicken. Sprinkle salt and pepper to taste over the chicken. Take the besciamella from the stove and pour over the chicken and fennel. Place casserole in a pre-heated oven (about 350F) until the chicken is fully cooked and the top has browned (about 25-30 minutes).</p>
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		<title>Risotto alla Milanese (2)</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>While in Milan my in laws took us to their favorite neighborhood restaurant. When looking at the menu, Laurens knew what I&#8217;d order as a primo before I did. He spotted the risotto alla Milanese on the menu and figured I&#8217;d want to eat that in Milan, just so I could compare my own version.</p> [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>While in Milan my in laws took us to their favorite neighborhood restaurant. When looking at the menu, Laurens knew what I&#8217;d order as a primo before I did. He spotted the risotto alla Milanese on the menu and figured I&#8217;d want to eat that in Milan, just so I could compare my own version.</p>
<p><a rel="attachment wp-att-1740" href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/03/risotto-alla-milanese-2/giallo/"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-1740" title="giallo" src="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/giallo-e1300631666679-600x448.jpg" alt="" width="600" height="448" /></a>Him handing me his iPhone (which takes way better pictures than my phone and I hadn&#8217;t thought to bring a camera to the restaurant) resulted in wondering stares from not only our own table, but other tables as well. Why the heck would you want to photograph your risotto?</p>
<p>The verdict: Hot Meeting&#8217;s risotto was fabulous. The grains of rice were full bodied, flavorful, just done enough, with a beautifully balanced amount of saffron, good quality stock, parmigiano and butter. It was creamy and wonderful. Simply presented as a little yellow circle on a big white place. Elegant simplicity at it&#8217;s best. And the best part &#8211; for me personally &#8211; my own risotto comes pretty close in taste and texture.</p>
<p>Hot Meeting at the corner of Via Sansovino and Via Fillippino Lippi (At Piazza Gian Lorenzo Bernini) was the first &#8216;new&#8217; restaurant we tried this year, thanks to my parents-in-law. This puts me 1 restaurant into this year&#8217;s goal of visiting 4 new restaurants. And to finish up the review, my steak was wonderful as well, the house wine was fine, nothing extraordinary, just a good glass of white. Our whole party was pleased with their food, between the several fish and seafood dishes, the veal cutlets and the gnocchi alla sorrentina eerybody enjoyed their dinner. We skipped dessert, but did have coffee and a limoncello, which was the perfect ending to a very nice dinner. Hot Meeting is slightly less of a romantic setting than <a href="http://www.lovethroughthestomach.com/2011/02/my-favorite-restaurant-tarantella/">Tarantella</a>, which I reviewed before. The food they serve is more the standard Italian fare, but there&#8217;s absolutely nothing wrong with that. The quest for good quality products and balanced tastes is ever present in Italian cuisine, so if you&#8217;re not looking for a romantic candlelit dinner, but just good quality Italian food with friendly service, Hot Meeting sure is worth the visit.</p>
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