Saturday, May 01, 2004

Smarty Pants


Smarty Jones Wins the Derby! What a great name for a horse. Ani picked her to win! She didn’t bet on it, and the odds were only four to one, but still, good show Ani. Ruby liked the race, and instantly fell asleep with her Mom as it finished.

Yesterday was my first day working with Michael Schreck at Stonehouse Fine Wine and Cuisine. I have decided to help him out and pick up the Friday afternoon shifts. It’ll only be four hours a week, and the benefits will be huge, even though I won’t make very much money. First and foremost, I’ll be able to rebuild my wine collection at cost. Over the last year or so, my vinotemp’s contents have gradually withered to an almost shamefully low number of bottles. Ani purchased a bottle or two for every month of her pregnancy so that when she could drink again, she’d be all set up, but alas, I didn’t have her foresight, and even though she’ll happily share with me, I feel like I’ve dropped the ball.

Secondly, I get to be around Michael’s food again. I think that he is one of the most talented and mindful chefs that I have ever worked with, and his short tenure at the already doomed Café Soleil produced some beautiful food. I have missed being around that kind of gastronomical goodness. Ani worked in the Kitchen with Anne Kearney at Peristyle in New Orleans, and before her, the late Jon Neal at the Bistro at Maison De Ville. I don’t mean to do the other Chefs that I have worked with any disservice: I learned more from my experience with Horst Pfeifer than at any other job, and Bella Luna’s fare was always outstanding. Café Soleil also had its moments, especially under Curtis Lincoln. However, John, Anne, and Michael have (had in poor John's case) a subtlety with food that I always hope for in a fine dining experience, but seldom find. Don’t get me wrong, I love simple explosive flavors, and, as a rule, I use very dramatically unsubtle strokes in my own cooking. I have a basic understanding of how to counter intense richness with high acidity or big spice with a little sweetness. I am always amazed, however, with chefs who can create an intensity of flavor that is not necessarily explosive, but more balanced and precise. The ability to understand intuitively which flavors will go together and balance one another so delicately and perfectly that seemingly nothing else could be added or subtracted from a specific dish is very rare. These three chefs, more than any others whose food I have had the pleasure of sampling, somehow do this on a regular basis.
Michael, who comes to Reno via Oregon, also has a great understanding of wine. When I worked with him at Soleil, he continually amazed me with his ability to pair food and wine. I was supposed to be the Wine Director there, and I am pretty good at coming up with basic pairings, but Michael would work wonders with his wine dinners that had to be tasted to be believed. He came by his abilities honestly: he worked in his family’s retail wine business as a kid, started a restaurant in Oregon’s wine country, and was one of the chefs to take the Wildwood in Portland to the Beard house. Although I love the money and schedule that Galena Forest affords me, and I have no problem with the quality of product that they produce (I am actually very excited to work with its great wine list), it feels so good to be working with someone who pays so much attention to detail with each and every dish he produces.
The menu is strange by Reno standards, there are only four or five small savory dishes and two sweet deserts; the plates are meant to be enjoyed Tapas style: shared or coursed accordingly, but the items change at least once or twice a week, so you’re almost guaranteed to see a completely different menu every month or so. The place is also a retail wine shop, and the wines are all hand picked by Michael and Jim Elliot, Reno’s resident cork dork. The advantage with the retail shop is that Mike doesn’t mark up the wine, and he and Jim are the best sleuths I know for finding affordable high quality labels that you might not try otherwise. So people can go out and have a bottle (four to five glasses) of wine for 12 bucks. Take a couple of friends, and this is a pleasant and affordable alternative to a night in the local pubs. This article produced by the horrible local news is full of typographical errors and showcases Stonehouse. I can’t believe that some editor trained in journalism allowed that to be posted to the web. Jeez.
Come see me Friday for lunch, or come by the house and partake in all the wonderful wine that will soon fill my empty cellar!


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Why Can't I?
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