Choucroute
The Wheel Turns

Saturday morning I awoke in a dark bedroom. Never bright even on the sunniest days, my bedroom was particularly dim on this morning. I could hear rumbling in the distance and outside my window an irregular, multi-tonal chatter of rain on leaves and air-conditioner cowlings. It was the first day of fall, and it sounded like it.
I checked the clock, snuggled deeper into the sheets, and dozed a bit longer — enjoying that especially comfortable feeling
At this time of year in East Tennessee there are few real indications of the official change in season. The leaves are still 90 percent green (except in the mountains), the weather is still suitable for short sleeves, and the sunlight hasn't yet achieved that orange-gold cast that, in a strange confounding of our senses, almost smells like fall.
But this Saturday (and unseasonbly) it felt like fall and so it was time for my first fall meal.
Fall is my favorite cooking time. I begin to make again those dishes that adhere first to your ribs before migrating to your belly and thighs where they take up long-term residence. Hearty foods, boldly flavored that turn even a rainy Saturday into something to savor in anticipation of the evening's supper.
Traditionally, I mark this change of season (not the official day but the psychic day, the day it first feels like fall) by fixing choucroute. I don't recall when I began this tradition, but I've been doing it a long time. This is somewhat simplified version of the traditional Alsatian dish it both complicated and time consuming. It's a great way to celebrate another turn of the season.
Saturday morning I awoke in a dark bedroom. Never bright even on the sunniest days, my bedroom was particularly dim on this morning. I could hear rumbling in the distance and outside my window an irregular, multi-tonal chatter of rain on leaves and air-conditioner cowlings. It was the first day of fall, and it sounded like it.
I checked the clock, snuggled deeper into the sheets, and dozed a bit longer — enjoying that especially comfortable feeling
I'm at the age where food has taken the place of sex in my life. In fact, I've just had a mirror put over my kitchen table. ~ Rodney Dangerfield
of sleeping in on a rainy morning. I got another 10 minutes in before SweetThing, my cat, demanded breakfast.At this time of year in East Tennessee there are few real indications of the official change in season. The leaves are still 90 percent green (except in the mountains), the weather is still suitable for short sleeves, and the sunlight hasn't yet achieved that orange-gold cast that, in a strange confounding of our senses, almost smells like fall.
But this Saturday (and unseasonbly) it felt like fall and so it was time for my first fall meal.
Fall is my favorite cooking time. I begin to make again those dishes that adhere first to your ribs before migrating to your belly and thighs where they take up long-term residence. Hearty foods, boldly flavored that turn even a rainy Saturday into something to savor in anticipation of the evening's supper.
Traditionally, I mark this change of season (not the official day but the psychic day, the day it first feels like fall) by fixing choucroute. I don't recall when I began this tradition, but I've been doing it a long time. This is somewhat simplified version of the traditional Alsatian dish it both complicated and time consuming. It's a great way to celebrate another turn of the season.
ChoucrouteThis is essentially a one-dish meal, but as mentioned above, some rye bread for sopping up the broth is highly recommended. Homemade stewed apples are also good as side dish.
Serves 6.
2 lb pork shoulder
3 ea bratwurst — cut into 1 1/2" lengths
4 oz salt pork — trimmed of rind and cut into matchstick-sized pieces
2 lg yellow onions — cut in half and then into half rings
2 15 oz cans of sauerkraut
1 btl dark beer
1 c beef stock
4 md red potatoes — cut into eighths
1 tbsp juniper berries — coarsely chopped
salt and pepper
Heat oven to 350F.
Place salt pork in a non-reactive dutch oven or stew pot over medium low heat and gently render fat until lardons are browned. Remove to a bowl and reserve.
Generously season pork shoulder with salt and pepper and brown in rendered fat over medium high heat. Set aside on a plate.
Brown bratwurst and remove to plate with pork.
Reduce heat to medium-low, add sliced onion, and cook, stirring occasionally, until lightly browned — 20 - 30 minutes. Sprinkle in 1/2 of crushed juniper berries. Add a 1/3 of the kraut (including juice) and lardons and mix with onions.
Return shoulder to pot and fill in around it with potatoes, bratwurst, and kraut mixed with remaining juniper.
Add beef stock and enough beer to not quite cover the top.
Return pot to stove and bring to a vigorous simmer over high heat. Cover tightly, place in preheated oven, and cook for two hours or until meat is fork tender.
Remove shoulder to a cutting board and stir ingredients in pot to distribute evenly. Spoon kraut, brats, and potatoes onto a plate and top with slice shoulder.







2 Comments:
Way to kick off the season! I was so excited the first time this year when I stepped outside and felt cool air.
Now, only if it would stick around...
S'kat,
IT hasn't been what I would call "cool" yet, but I really look forawrd to it.
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