Yup. You heard. It's time to get messy in the kitchen again, experimenting with Pinoy cuisine.
Today, we'll be making sinigang.
Say it out loud … "Sinigang".
Right. Now you know what it sounds like, let's find out what it tastes like.
For the impatient amongst you I will describe it.
To put it simply, sinigang is sour soup.
"Sour" … What a spectacularly inadequate word "sour" is.
We're talking an awesome taste explosion; an orgasm of tamarind and citrus that will leave your tastebuds screaming for more!
Here's a tip based on experience: Make WAY more than you need. The broth is so incredibly delicious you'll want to freeze it by the bucketload so you can always have some there to feed your addiction. Believe me, if you possess any tastebuds at all this will hook you faster and harder than crack cocaine.
Hokay … Ingredients.
Last week's adobo recipe was as simple as simple gets; this one is only slightly more complex but has more stuff to track down.
Fun! Silly string beans. We have every sort of long green bean over here except these. Wibbly-wobbly worm beans. You should be able to pick them up at any Asian store, however.
The big, fat, glossy black/purple European aubergines are perfect for antipasti, but for this dish you'll want the skinny sort. If you can't find these, use the fatties; they're perfectly okay.
Tamarind seeds … Buggrit! They had them last week but this week they'd sold out, so tamarind paste it is.If you can get tamarind seeds, use those … Boil them until the seeds crack, then let 'em cool and squish the pulp out into some warm water and strain off the crap. Use the tamarind water in the dish.
If - like me this week - you are using tamarind paste, get ready for some poo-related fun.
Soak this stuff in a bowl containing about a biggish cup of warm water. Then get your fingers in there and … Eeewww … Yes, it looks and feels EXACTLY like poo.
When you've squished and smeared all the goodness out of it, squeeze the remaining water out of the pulp and then strain the water (a tea-strainer is fine enough) to give you a cup of cloudy, brown tamarind stock.
If you have a squeamish spouse or partner, take the rest of the pulp to the bathroom after they've left it and drop it in the pan, yelling "Hey! You left a floater!" It looks more like poo than poo itself.
Do NOT use the ready-made stuff in a jar. It is not the same thing at all and is far less fun than making it properly.
Oh … Another hint … you can buy packets of sinigang mix. DON'T! The ingredients are salt, salt, salt and some citric acid, plus a load of E-numbers. The difference between the real thing and the packet mix is the difference between having sex with Johnny Depp and watching hyenas fucking on a wildlife documentary.
Meat … Actually meat, poultry, fish or veggies; the choice is yours. I've chosen once again to offend Muslims and Jews alike and to eat a sweet little organic piggy, which I've cut into lumps.Today I am making enough for three. For me, that means sinigang for lunch with a bowl of steamed jasmine rice, lots of broth to freeze and sinigang for dinner with adobo and rice (like last week's photo except with sinigang instead of miso).
It's no use me making enough for one. My tastebuds will crave more until I am driven insane with sinigang-lust.
Everybody ready? Got your pinny on?
Okay, let's cook!
Slaughter one large organic onion (a strong one, not one of those wimpy Spanish onions with no taste) or half a dozen shallots out of your garden.
I like to chop half really fine and half roughly, so the fine-chopped half gets the taste directly into the meat as it browns and the rough-chopped stuff provides yummy pieces of onion in the soup.
Peel, splatter and chop a couple of cloves of garlic (see last week for garlic chat).
Right … The photo of the pork in the casserole dish shows the amount I used. Use as much as you want. Experiment. Have fun. That's the joy of cooking. Bollocks to grams and ounces; I prefer "a handful", "a splodge", about yay much", etc.
You know what's coming next … Lightly brown off the meat and soften the onion/shallots and garlic.
Run out the back door because you forgot and grab a tomato or two off the vine, then rough chop them and toss 'em in, popping a little one in your mouth as a bonus. Add about a pint of boiling water from the kettle and the cup of tamarind juice, then toss in the aubergines … I used two of the long, skinny aubergines, cut into bite-sized chunks.
If you want to, at this stage you can add a small chili or two, but I'd advise making the dish straight the first time and then experimenting with flavours when you've got the basic thang down.
Can you get those cute little "calamansi" in your shop? I couldn't either this week, so I squeezed one lemon and one lime in there.
For those who may not know, calamansi are tiny little lime-ish citrus fruits. So darned cute and very tasty, but a lemon and a lime will do if you can't get hold of them.
Add a few good gloops of Thai or Vietnamese fish sauce (yummy).
Are you with me so far?
Good … Because now we can top up with boiling water to cover everything (and more if you want lots of stock) put a lid on the pot, turn down the heat, wash up anything that needs washing up (always wash up as you go along; there's nothing more unappetising than seeing a sink full of crap and pans while you dish up) and go watch the Olympics / cruise the interweb for porn / whatever … In my case, mow the lawns.
Done that? Good.
Get back in the kitchen where your pork will be tender, having simmered for forty minutes or so (judge the time to suit what you're cooking … in my case it took forty minutes to mow the front lawn so that's how long I left it simmering).
Now toss in the wibbly-wobbly worm beans … I used most of a bundle of string beans, cut into finger-length slices … give the whole mess a few stirs to mix things up and stick the lid back on.
Now grab either a Chinese leaf or a pak choi from the crisper (I used Chinese leaf), rinse, shake dry and rough chop a big old chunk of it.
Stick the rest back in the crisper for later and take a minute or two to dish up a nice bowl of rice from your steamer.
Inhale … Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Now …
Got your soup bowl ready?
Take the lid off the pot and toss in the Chinese leaf, giving it a quick stir and then immediately dish up.
You want to aim for the kind of look in the photo. There'll be lots of stock left over but that's "A GOOD THING".
For comparison, this is Jong's version from the day he taught me how to make it, together with rice and kare kare, which I'll be cooking next.The broth that's left can be sipped as soup and is mind-buggeringly fantastic on its own.
Or you can heat it up again and serve it (thanks, Joy) with fried fish and rice.
Whatever you do, make enough to freeze some as it is totally addictive and you'll crave it at odd hours.
I also filled an ice cube tray with it and made little cubes of stock to just add a hint of delicious tamarind and citrus to other soups and stews.
Enjoy.
17 comments:
Knock, knock.
KNOCK, KNOCK!!
Dive, what are you doing?
(Must be taking the top off the wine!!!!)
Hi it's me! Kiss, Kiss.
Brought my own spoon!
Oh look everyone's here!! What fun!!!
Yummy soup Dive - any more?
Oh ....all gone.
M B ate it all!!!!
Oh well more wine....hic!!!!!
Now that sounds like a fun party, Jules.
Unfortunately it's only morning over here so I'm having coffee and elevenses; the wine will have to wait until this evening.
I want to know when it is you actually played with poo to know that they both felt the same? Mmmmm.. kind of left yourself hanging out there on that one old boy!
Ew! Coprophilia is not in the Dive Bumper Book of Fun, Prudence.
Though regrettably, unblocking the toilet has featured in the Dive Bumper Book of No Fun At All.
Not with my fingers, I hasten to add, but I would imagine that would feel much the same as squishing about with a block of tamarind paste.
You really need to write a cook book!
I was about to ask how you know what poo feels like, but Prudence has beat me to it.
Oh my goodness. Oh my goodness. I'm so impressed! Yes, indeed you SHOULD write a cookbook with all of your "mind buggering" descriptives. :) Even I wanted to gulp this down and I don't tend to be very experimental in the kitchen. If we lived closer I bet we'd all drop in for a splodgeplus-sized sample.
This is a wonderful new segment in your blog dive. Keep up the creative cookery!
Really, Robyn? You are a publisher. Is there really a market for a cookbook with poo jokes in it?
Shan: I'm not sure "mind-buggering" would sell too well, though Gordon Ramsay seems to have made a fortune from swearing in kitchens.
"Splodgeplus" is a great word. Hee hee
I like the look of those green beans and skinny aubergines and jasmine rice. The soup sounds very interesting but since I have a sweet tooth rather than a sour tooth, I'm not sure that my tastebuds are ready for it. However, since you took such trouble to make it for us, I'll have a sip, just a teeny, weeny sip from a tiny teaspoon. Okay?
Mme. "sour" is such a pitifully inadequate word. It tastes fantastic! Even Joy (who has a sweet tooth so extreme she could shame an American child) loves this dish.
The combination of citrus and tamarind quite overwhelms the tastebuds and is incredibly addictive.
Follow it with a sweet dessert to keep your tooth happy.
You make me smile when you talk about how much you enjoy one of my favourite dishes in the whole wide world! I remember when my mother would cook sinigang - and my fave would be spare ribs! - I just knew I would have a tummy ache coz I wouldn't be able to stop eating. It's just the most delicious thing, isn't it? Now that I'm a pescotarian, I still enjoy fish sinigang.
That tamarind paste looks scary. Do try scoring some fresh tamarind - perhaps from a Thai store in London, or some other Asian shop. You know where to get the good stuff though - Queen's Market! Hehe.
Good idea with the ice cube trays. I don't know about you but Johnny Depp doesn't do anything for me.
How can I NOT make something that "will hook me faster and harder than crack cocaine"? And I can't wait to go to the market and ask for some wibbly-wobbly worm beans. Once you've done a number of these recipe post, I think you need to put out a cookbook that comes with a CD of music from your archives! I'd buy one.
Queen's Market, Joy? Hee hee. That's a good hour by tube from my office so - much as I'd love to explore it one day I can't just pop over there on a lunchtime.
Sinigang is totally and addictively delicious. From that first taste of it at Jong's I have been happily hooked.
Rich: If I didn't like kissing girls so much I'd chase after Johnny Depp.
Katie: Sinigang is - like Marmite - a "love it or hate it" food; there is no in-between. The lady who owns the Pinoy food shop says I'm the only westerner she's met who will actually eat it. I am totally hooked, though. It is delicious.
I'd love to know what kind of stuff is available in a San Francisco food market. They must be amazing!
This was not the best thing for me to read right after breakfast. I am nauseated in the morning anyway...
Not that I'm sure it wasn't splendid....but I should have waited until early afternoon.
Hee hee hee, Maria. That longitude nonsense really buggers things up sometimes.
That looks incredibly yummy! And incredible complicated unless you like to cook. You obviously do. I don't : )
I'd cook the green beans though. Those are GREAT! I've never seen such, um, long ones. Hee hee.
Hee hee, Katherine. They are a little wibbly. Not at all like the green beans from the garden.
How can you not enjoy cooking? It's one of life's great joys?
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