Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Jamarchists at the Party
We won! Anarchy is happily attending Just Food’s annual fundraiser party, Let Us Eat Local, after entering Not Eating Out in New York's contest, in which food bloggers posted unique recipes featuring food from their region or community. The bloggers were asked to describe where the main ingredients were purchased and why they chose those particular purveyors or farms. Our fellow foodie bloggers posted some delicious recipes for the competition and we felt honored to be in their company. Our mouths were watering reading about Dave's homemade eggplant and black pepper fettuccinne with heirloom tomato and roasted garlic sauce, Jessica's beet handkerchiefs with garlic scapes, Emily's fresh corn polenta with fried egg, garlicky greens and tomato sauce, and Brian's Cabbage and Kielbasa Stew. Wow, I can't wait to try these using my CSA and farmer's market bounty!
The event, which takes place tonight at Prince George Ballroom, will feature small plates from many of the city’s most renowned restaurants, like Blue Hill, Gramercy Tavern and Jean-Georges. Yum!
We won with our Pink Pearl Apple Preserves with Calvados and Cardamom recipe. Yes, the jam is pink, the apples come from Montgomery Place Farms in upstate New York, and I picked the cardamom in Kerala, Southeast India. It's the bomb and will be featured on our fall menu.
If you want a taste, within the month we will have some in a jar for the new Greenpoint Food Market, where we will be most Saturdays. Come say hi!
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Greenpoint Food Bonanza
Anarchy was in the house last Saturday at the inaugural Greenpoint Food Market. We had a great time hangin with the most amazing array of vendors and eaters. Our jams had great company alongside locally made pickles, kimchi, deviled eggs, the most delivious ginger drink, cookies, fabulous bundt cakes and more.
Head to the weekly food market every Saturday inside the Church of Messiah located at 129 Russell Street between Nassau and Driggs Ave in Greenpoint, Brooklyn and eat your heart out. You won't be disapointed.
Jam on.
Friday, September 11, 2009
In the Belly of Autumn
I preserved the last wild blueberries of summer today, cooking up a batch of Easy Like Sunday Morning blueberry jam for the Greenpoint Food Market tomorrow. Rain poured down on the little restaurant in Brooklyn, the door open to the back garden that was now filled with branches and leaves as the winds of autumn swept in great waves through the city, pulling us swiftly into autumn.
The kitchen at Chestnut was warm and fragrant with the scent of hot blueberries and maple syrup, alongside the pastry chef's roasting peaches and melting chocolate. As the wind and rain sang through the doorway and the radio played patriotic songs to commemorate 9/11, we became nostalgic and wistful. In the fulcrum of memories, both of us started to wax poetic about fruit recipes for fall and winter: pears and Pinot Noir, apples with port and nutmeg, marmalades to tickle the tastebuds such as kumquat/cranberry and grapefruit/tarragon, and the dilemma of acquiring really fresh persimmons in NYC. Wild and whimsical flavor combinations ricashayed around the kitchen as we conjured up new inventions and prepared imaginary provisions for winter.
In the spirit of the season, the weather, the day: jam on.
The kitchen at Chestnut was warm and fragrant with the scent of hot blueberries and maple syrup, alongside the pastry chef's roasting peaches and melting chocolate. As the wind and rain sang through the doorway and the radio played patriotic songs to commemorate 9/11, we became nostalgic and wistful. In the fulcrum of memories, both of us started to wax poetic about fruit recipes for fall and winter: pears and Pinot Noir, apples with port and nutmeg, marmalades to tickle the tastebuds such as kumquat/cranberry and grapefruit/tarragon, and the dilemma of acquiring really fresh persimmons in NYC. Wild and whimsical flavor combinations ricashayed around the kitchen as we conjured up new inventions and prepared imaginary provisions for winter.
In the spirit of the season, the weather, the day: jam on.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
The Rejam Incentive: Reduce + Reuse + Recycle = Reward
At Anarchy in a Jar we try and be as green as possible (e. g., local & organic fruit, eco-delivery service). Glass jars can be used over and over again--sterilized with every batch, of course. We can't reuse the flat lid--the rubber needs to be new and perfect to create a proper seal--but the metal ring and the jar are 100% reusable.
The Rejam Incentive:
If you return your jars to us we will give you a dollar off your next jar of jam. Help save the planet, one jar at a time. We already have some smart green jamarchists who have been returning their jars like good citizens (thanks, Holly).
Wanna join the Rejam and return your jars? You can find us at the the Greenpoint Food Market a few Saturdays a month or email us for drop-off locations.
It's easy being green. Jam on.
Midnight Musing
It could have been the late hour. Or the hours of jamming we had put behind us. Perhaps it was the wild winds blowing outside the kitchen window, ushering in the fall. Regardless, it was midnight when inspiration hits (isn't that always the case?).
Please come say hello to the ladies of Anarchy this Saturday at the Greenpoint Food Market from 12-6pm and grab a scone---we promise to smother it with the last taste of summer, our newest creation and two of our all-time favorite flavors--Basil Blackberry. Sure to be a classic.
Please come say hello to the ladies of Anarchy this Saturday at the Greenpoint Food Market from 12-6pm and grab a scone---we promise to smother it with the last taste of summer, our newest creation and two of our all-time favorite flavors--Basil Blackberry. Sure to be a classic.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Jamarchists in the Kitchen
We cooked up a batch of our classic raspberry balsamic jam and another of blackberry this morning at Chestnut in Carroll Gardens, Brooklyn. Chestnut is a charming and insanely delicious restaurant where we be jammin' at dawn. I highly recommend you eat here, whether for a romantic date in the back garden before winter sets in, or a cozy glass of wine and small plates at the bar--the gnocci is made in house and divine. Chef Daniel Eardley uses mostly local and organic ingredients and describes his cozy and welcoming restaurant as eating at grandma's (top chef grandma, that is)--a perfect place for us jamarchists to cook up our concoctions! If you go, make sure you eat dessert. Chestnut's dessert chef, Carla, whips up magical things alongside us in the morning when it is the ladies-who-make-sweetness that preside.
Jam on.
Emma's Raspberry Jam
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