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July 14, 2010 by sweetly spoken

Three Years in the Making

Three years ago last week, Michael and I got married in Northern Michigan on 7.7.07. It was a perfect day (aren’t all wedding days?), and we have lots of memories from the entire wedding week.

One of the things I wish I remembered more is the food at our reception. My mom spent all kinds of time working on the menu and finding just the right caterer for the event. Michael and I both agreed that we wanted a casual, fun menu for our tented party in my parent’s backyard. My mom gracefully mixed some of my favorite menu items from the Resort with Michael’s southern roots.
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July 2, 2010 by sweetly spoken

Suds and Summer

Cherry Cheesecake Cookies

When people think of the smells that remind them of summer, fresh cherry pie, the beach, or charcoal grills often come to mind. But for me, blue Dawn dish soap reminds me of summer. Yes, I am a bizarre girl.
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June 8, 2010 by sweetly spoken

Baking and Pastry – Days 15 and 16

Cakes and Cake Assembly
One of the many fond memories I have of the Resort is when I would help my mom by making a birthday cake for one of our guests. Most of the cakes I made were of the boxed variety, and my decorating technique was…haphazard….at best. But I think my kitschy cakes were just what the guests wanted on a relaxed family vacation, especially when the cake-maker was just short of her teenage years!

Yellow cake filled with dark chocolate ganache and strawberries, iced with Italian buttercream
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October 18, 2009 by sweetly spoken

Almost

Every so often, I get stuck in my condo’s stairwell. My legs freeze up on the lower landing and I just know. I need to take a really deep breath, through my nose, before I can get moving again. When we moved in, my dad commented, “Ah, this has that ‘old-building-stairwell’ smell.” I knew what he meant, because I felt it too. He smelled the Hotel in it. Which is why I’m stuck, again. Our building was erected in the 1920s. It’s old….or as they call it in Chicago, “vintage.” But all that matters to me now, is that it reminds me, in a teensy way when I breathe just right, of the Hotel lobby. Almost.
When I was in high school, I visited my sister in college in Savannah. She and I went out for a run around the park district. As we cut back to her dorm along a tree-lined street decked out with Spanish moss, she abruptly stopped and put her hand on my forearm to motion me to stop too. “You smell that?” she asked. My eyes wandered up to the left, then to the right, bracing myself for some sort of icky smell. I was gulping for air and couldn’t take a good breath through my nose. My sister went on to say she always made a point to run past the stoop of this older home on this very street. She said, “It’s the Resort. I can smell the Resort if I tilt my head just right.” She’s got the nose for it too, even after years of being away.

Someday I’ll work for a bakery. Then someday I’ll open up a donut shop. Maybe I’ll run an Inn. And someday, when I get it all figured out, I won’t need to pause in old building stairwells, or next to that one building in the park district in Savannah, or someplace within a mile of where the Hotel used to be. I’ll have my own place, where I’ll serve two meals a day to guests who think that rustic family vacationing is pretty much Heaven. Then I won’t need to pause.

Somehow I manage to push myself out the door each day after the glimpse I get. I head downtown to my corporate office job in a skyscraper near the Sears Tower. I work like a dog doing something I like to think I’m pretty good at, but do not love. But for now, I have the stairwell, and I have the Resort. Almost.

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June 22, 2009 by sweetly spoken

Chef Pierre’s Le Titi de Paris

Last week I had the fabulous opportunity to go to Chef Pierre’s former restaurant, Le Titi de Paris. Le Titi de Paris is located in Arlington Heights, a suburb about 40 minutes from Chicago. It is French cuisine of the old-school variety. The exterior of the restaurant is charming. The inside is very traditional and the live classical music as we entered was endearing. While Chef Pierre is no longer involved with the day-to-day operations of the restaurant (he owned it from the early 70’s until about five years ago), he has helped facilitate the new owner’s financing and keeps a warm watch over his life’s pride.
As Michael and I entered, a group of students, wine in hand, already encircled Chef Pierre and his wife. Chef Pierre raised his eyebrows as soon as he saw me walk in and promptly asked me where I was sitting. “Next to you, if that’s possible!” I replied. I was super-excited when he made sure that Michael and I were able to sit with him for dinner. After many introductions to the other students (I didn’t know many of them since they were from other sections) and a couple of glasses of wine (more for some than others!), we sat down to eat.
Due to the late arrival of a couple guests, Chef Pierre helped the servers combine the tables so we all could fit around one table. While assisting with the seating arrangements, he jokingly said, “See, I know what I’m doing in a restaurant!” The amuse-bouche consisted of a small sushi roll bite and a canapé of rabbit rillet (both excellent!). The sushi took me off guard….this was a French restaurant, afterall? But I wasn’t going to complain because it was quite good! Next up was the salad. Now this one puzzled me – a large lobster spring roll (lobster, Mesclun greens, English cucumbers, and mango rolled into a soft rice paper wrapper with a passion fruit fennel vinaigrette). I’m not sure why the menu went all fusion on us so far, but it still tasted great nonetheless. I’m glad the entrees took a more traditional turn though.
First up was the Salmon en Croute. Excellent! A small piece of salmon enveloped by salmon mousse and puff pastry. There was something else wrapped in there that I cannot remember, but it was wonderful. But what made this dish so special was the sauce. It was a beurre blanc with white wine and shallots….plus some other yummy things I cannot remember. Silly discussion ensued on topics such as our favorite “characters” from class, fun places to travel, and stories from our “day jobs” as we ate. In addition, Chef Pierre introduced us to some of the “old timers” around the restaurant and told us some funny stories about hosts accidentally stabbing servers with steak knives and the alarms going off at the restaurant and the cops asking Chef Pierre to put his hands up.
The second entrée was Michael’s favorite. Slow Braised Asian Scented Pork Belly on Granny Smith Apple & Smoked Bacon Choucroute with Green Peppercorn Essence. Wonderful! I didn’t even mind the ½ – inch layer of fat on top of the pork. It was so tender and the sauerkraut was excellent (normally I do not eat sauerkraut, but I was practically licking this off the plate!). Michael wanted a second helping, but I reminded him that it might be rude to ask, being that we were in such a traditional atmosphere.
Wine glasses were replenished as Chef Pierre asked if anyone would like a tour of the kitchens and wine cellar. His small anecdotes about changes to the dining room, bar area, and kitchen over the years were captivating (crack cocaine in the private dining area?!). The tasting room and wine cellar downstairs were of the most interest to me. It seemed there must be so many stories about the space and Chef Pierre was only able to scratch the surface for us. A bit of sadness crept in as I reflected on how similar I feel about not being able to portray all the things I love about the Resort to Michael.
But, as we trekked back up the stairs, through the pastry kitchen, past an enormous cappuccino maker, and to our awaiting desserts, I came back to the present with a smile on my face. Not only did we each have a Meyer lemon tart with caramelized meringue (Chef’s favorite) waiting for us when we returned, but each table had a dessert sampling. This included a chocolate layered dessert shaped like a piano, a slice of chocolate cake, and a few other items that my mind is not remembering at the moment! But it all was wonderful. The evening at Le Titi de Paris was a wonderful culmination of the last two quarters in class with Chef Pierre. In addition, I was extremely happy to finally introduce Michael to the Chef I’d been chatting up for the past six months.
Chef Pollin doing a demo during culinary class. Photo courtesy Margaret Shea.
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