Caramel Rice Flan

One recipe that caught my eye a week or so ago while browsing the New York Times’s website was Caramel Rice Flan.  This egg-enhanced rice pudding is made with risotto rice, giving it a nicer “toothy” feel when you eat it.  The best part is the homemade caramel which lines the bottom of the souffle dish, subsequently becoming the sauce for the flan when it is flipped upside down and unmolded onto a serving dish.  I decided to try the recipe for dinner last Friday at Ko and Per’s place, where Tawn and his girlfriends gathered to watch the royal wedding.

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The recipe takes about an hour of active time to prepare and then around two hours to bake.  After that, it needs at least six hours in the refrigerator so it really is a “make today for tomorrow” sort of dessert.  Ingredients include arborio rice (one of the types you use for risotto), milk, cinnamon sticks, ground cardamom, lemon zest, cardamom pods, cream, eggs, egg yolks, salt, and sugar. 

The recipe said it serves 8-10 but looking at it, it appeared to be a big recipe so I cut it in half.

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The recipe is moderately complex, requiring several saucepans, a few bowls, and a strainer.  Helpful to have everything prepared in advance and maybe even an extra pair of hands along the way.  The first step is to simmer the rice in boiling water for about 15 minutes to start cooking it.

You then drain the rice, then add it to a medium saucepan with most of the milk, the cinnamon, and ground cardamom, bringing it to a boil and then lowering the temperature and simmering it for 30 minutes, cooking until the rice is very tender.

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Any unabsorbed milk is poured off and then the rice is put in the bowl and lemon jest is stirred in.

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You then make the custard, cooking the rest of the milk, the cream, and the cardamom pods.  While that is coming to a simmer, in a separate bowl you whisk together the eggs, egg yolks, and part of the sugar.

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When the milk comes to a simmer, you temper the eggs by adding the milk and cream mixture to it a little at a time, whisking constantly.  This keeps the eggs from scrambling.

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You then strain the mixture back into the pan, discarding the cardamom and any bits of egg that scrambled.  Next, stir in the rice.

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This was the point where I felt like too many things were going on at one time and the recipe would be easier if a second set of hands was helping.  That way elements of the dish could come together simultaneously.

The next step was to make the caramel, heating the remaining sugar and a little water in a saucepan until it boils and starts to caramelize.  I think I had the heat too high because it burned a bit, leaving the caramel with a slightly bitter taste.  Must remember to be gentle when making caramel, something I have little experience doing.

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The caramel is poured into the buttered souffle dish and quickly swirled around the sides before it starts to cool.  This was easier said than done!  Then, pour the rice and custard mixture on top.

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The souffle dish is placed in the middle of a baking pan and boiling water is filled about halfway up the side of the pan.  This water bath helps the custard cook more evenly, instead of the outsides cooking too fast and the inside still being uncooked.  Cover the pan with foil, making some small slits in the corners of the foil for steam to escape.

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Pop it into a 300-degree oven for about 2 hours, checking after 90 minutes.  Try to use a better bending technique than I did as I was just begging for a strained back. 

Since I had a half recipe I failed to anticipate that the cooking time would be less.  When I checked at about 1 hour, 40 minutes the flan was a bit more solid than desired.

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Remove and allow to cool.  At this point when I shook the dish it didn’t jiggle very much.  The idea would be just a little jiggling in the center when it comes out of the oven, as it will continue to cook for several more minutes.  Once cool, cover the flan with plastic wrap and chill in the refrigerator for at least 6 hours. 

The real moment of truth was how well it would unmold.  You set the souffle dish in a larger pot with hot water in it for about 20 minutes, letting the caramel melt again and then loosening the edges of the flan.  Invert it onto a serving dish.  Expecting a potential disaster (after all, the recipe warns of this possibility), I decided to film it for posterity.

And the result is….

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Quite pleasant to look at, actually.  Not quite as beautiful as the picture illustrating the Times’ article, but they probably had a better set-up for photography. 

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The texture was like a pretty thick rice pudding, a little eggy but not overly so.  The caramel was burned, there was no getting around the bitter flavor.  I attribute it to making a half-recipe, which is so little that in even my smallest saucepan, overheating was a risk.  Next time, maybe I’ll add a dollop of butter at the end to tame it a bit.

All in all, though, it was a nice dessert.  I’m going to try it again soon at the full recipe and see how it turns out.

 

A Little Weekend Food Porn

While my third attempt at macadamia nut cream pie chills in the refrigerator, I thought I’d share a few pictures of other things I’ve recently cooked.

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In Hong Kong, my host Dr. Chris prepared a sesame seed encrusted salmon served on top of cold soba noodles for his dinner party.  The next day I asked if he would send the recipe to me and he hasn’t yet got around to it.  However, since I was his sous chef, I was able to recreate the dish pretty closely.  The secret is that the skin side of the salmon is given an egg white and soy sauce wash so the seeds adhere and form a nice crisp crust.  You can see the original here.

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I also did some baking.  Leftover white bread, which Tawn had bought while I was in Hong Kong and subsequently forgotten in the refrigerator, was reconstituted as a bread and raisin pudding.  Could have used some more egg, but was still quite tasty.  A loaf of half-rye bread is in the back, along with a few dozen oatmeal raisin cookies.  I brought those along for a dinner with friends at Soul Food Mahanakorn (since they haven’t much on their dessert menu) and then gave the remainder of them to the restaurant staff.  Good way to make friends!

Have a nice Saturday.  I’ll let you know how the pie turns out.

 

Pistachio Pudding

In the hours before I left the US to return to Thailand, I completed some shopping for Ron and Kari.  Ron and Kari are missionary friends up in Chiang Mai, Texans who have lived in both Thailand and Kenya for their missionary work and who are accustomed to suffering without the comforts of home.  Before leaving, I asked them what I could bring back for them and the answer was Jell-O instant pudding mix.

pistachio pudding The market I stopped at had a wider selection of flavors with the house brand, so I loaded up on French Vanilla, Chocolate, Butterscotch, and other flavors.  Then I came across pistachio.  It wasn’t on their list but I decided to buy a couple of boxes for me, for memory’s sake.

Normally I’m against processed foods, particularly those with an ingredient list as disturbing as what you will find in a box of instant pudding mix.  Sugar is the first ingredient, followed by different types of starches, followed by a whole host of multisyllabic compounds that fall generally into the “sodium” category.  But I decided to get some because of the fond memories I have of my paternal grandmother making pistachio pudding when I was a child, spending time down at her mother’s home in the 1,000-person town of Cole Camp, Missouri.

We would spend time down in Cole Camp each summer, playing in the backyard and the park across the street, going on trips to the creek where we would wade in the water and spend a long time holding fishing poles but not catching any fish.  And somewhere in those memories is the memory of pistachio pudding, cold, creamy, and bright green with little reconstituted chunks of nuts, served after dinner.

Making a batch this week, the smell and taste and texture were all as I had remembered them, although the memories were more enjoyable than the actual eating of the pudding.  I guess over time our tastes change, even if the memories don’t.