In person I am about the least likely person to back down from a potentially controversial position. Multitudes of jokes have been made about me being opinionated. I tend to shy away from it online, however. For one thing, I dislike dealing with the inevitable lack of courtesy that accompanies comments on the internet, where people are freed from the immediate consequences of their tone (and to be fair, it is also so easy to mistake tone online). For another thing, as much as I enjoy having opinions–lots of them–I don’t always enjoy a good debate that extends long past the initial conversation. So I tend to pick and choose carefully where I take a stand. One example that comes to mine, is my rant on the Dumbing Down of Kids’ Food (alas World Kitchen did not survive my crazy summer, but my feeling about kids food remain as strong as ever). I did draw a line in the sand then.
Well the time has come again. I just have to get this off my chest, even though I feel like I might be treading on sacred ground. I am irritated to the point of being offended by Alice Waters’ contribution to the Food52 Piglet (an annual tournament style cookbook challenge–she judged the final entries). Go read it and then come back.
I confess that I previously did not know a lot about Ms. Waters. I knew that her local, sustainable, organic movement has basically effected a revolution in the way that we in America think about food. I know that as a northerner and a midwesterner I support it, but only to a point (you try cooking locally and 100% organically in February around here!). But beyond that I confess I never thought much about her. As excited as I can get over a perfect spear of asparagus come spring, I really get more excited over a perfectly blended curry paste. The first seems like luck of the season and what the farmers around me are growing (or what I have managed to grow in my own garden). The latter, on the other hand,I take culinary pride in, that I have taught myself how to make Thai curries from scratch to the extent that a native Thai woman once asked me if she could please take some of my curry back to her boyfriend, because they had not had a homecooked curry in a long time. My taste in cookbooks and culinary media reflects the curry paste far more than the asparagus spear.
But that is just me, and my explanation for why I did not know much about Alice Waters. If you want to get more excited about the asparagus, more power to you. I would not criticize or decry your priorities. There is room for everything at my ideal banquet: seasonal fruit crisps barely sweetened and unctuously sweet cookies and candy, just picked vegetables barely steamed and long cooked curries, gorgeous cuts of fatty pork carefully turned into sausage and heirloom beans transformed into a gorgeous vegetarian stew. And to my mind as long as the recipes are delicious, there is room for all these cookbooks as well. Apparently Ms. Waters would prefer not.
She is disappointed because both of the finalist cookbooks “contribute to feeding our addiction to sugar and fat” and she seems particularly irritated at Christina Tosi’s clever (to my mind) play on the word “crack” in naming her famous sugary sweet pie “Crack Pie” (which is by all accounts tremendously yummy, although I have yet to try it). Where is her sense of humor?!? Ms. Waters “cannot support” the use of processed ingredients (I have Milk Bar and I cannot think what she is referring to other than white flour and white sugar, the building blocks of Western baking, and the use of creative and absolutely delicious mix-ins, like pretzels and potato chips). If she is incapable of supporting any baking book, I am not sure why she agreed to judge a cookbook contest. She pronounces the winner The Art of Living According to Joe Beef basically because they have a garden. She damns them with faint praise: she is clearly disturbed by the fat in the meat recipes and she awards them the piglet because they have a garden, which is a good thing no doubt, but not, as far as I can tell from other reviews, the point of their cookbook. In short, Ms. Waters does not come off as a “foodie,”, she comes off as the food police.
If I was Alice Waters’ friend–and therefore we could have a lively debate where I could express my multitude of opinions–this is what I would say: Be careful, Alice. Be careful lest your preachy ways effect the exact opposite of what you intend. You have fought long and hard to change certain things about the cuisine in this country and most, if not all, of those changes were welcome. Eating as locally, sustainably, and freshly as possible is a good thing. But it is easy to preach from sunny California where everything grows year round. And a world without candies, cookies, cakes,red meat, sausages and bacon is not a world that most of the rest of us want to live in anyway.
Whew! I feel better! And with that said, here’s a fantastic White Russian Pound Cake I made with processed white flour and processed granulated cane sugar, not to mention the Kahlua and Stoli Vanilla Vodka. We ate every last crumb. I found the recipe I adapted from in Warren Brown’s United Cakes of America: Recipes Celebrating Every State.
- 15 oz (3 cups) AP flour
- 1/4 t baking soda
- 1/2 t salt
- 15 T whole milk see directions, 1 cup minus 1 tablespoon
- 2 T Kahlua coffee liquor, divided
- 2 t vanilla
- 8 oz (2 sticks) unsalted butter, softened
- 21 oz (2 1/2 cups plus 2 T) granulated sugar, preferably superfine (I did not have)
- 6 large eggs
- 2 T Kahlua coffee liquor
- 1 T vanilla vodka such as Stoli
- 5 T whole milk
- 8 1/2 oz (2 cups) confectioners’ sugar, plus more as needed
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Preheat the oven to 335 F, with the rack in the middle position. Grease and flour a 10 inch bundt pan (I use a spray like Baker's Joy). Set aside.
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Whisk together the flour, baking soda and salt. Set aside.
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Place the butter in a large mixing bowl or a stand mixer bowl. Cream with either a handheld mixer or a stand mixer until creamy. Add the sugar slowly, on medium low speed, over 5 minutes. Cream an additional 2 minutes until light and fluffy.
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Add the eggs one at a time, mixing on speed 2. Scrape down the sides and bottom of the bowl as needed.
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Place 1 tablespoon of Kahlua in the bottom of a liquid one cup measuring cup. Fill the the cup with whole milk to the 1 cup line and then add the 2nd tablespoon of Kahlua. Add the 2 teaspoons of vanilla.
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Beginning and ending with the flour mix, alternate between the flour and milk, 4 additions for the flour and 3 for the milk. Mix on low speed, scraping down the bowl as needed. After the last flour addition, mix on medium low for 20 seconds. Pour the cake batter into the prepared bundt pan. Smooth the top.
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Bake for 50-60 minutes, or until a cake tester inserted into the center of the cake comes out clean or with only a few crumbs attached. The sides of the cake should also begin pulling away from the pan.
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Let cool in the pan for 10 minutes, before turning out onto a cooling rack. Let cool completely.
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Make the glaze by whisking the ingredients together. If you want it thicker (I prefer thinner glazes), add more confectioners' sugar. Drizzle over the cooled cake. Let set.
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Tracy says
Well said! And your cake looks deeelish!
Amanda says
Oh boy can I relate to that preach-i-ness!!! I love great local food but I’d love to challenge those lovely So-Cal foodies to spend a winter in Wisconsin and “eat local” all the time – good luck to them!
Baker Street says
The kahlua glaze sounds heavenly!
Joanne says
I typically like Alice Waters’s message but I have to agree with you on this one. I eat absurdly healthy food for breakfast, lunch, and dinner EVERY DAY of the week. So that I can bake ridiculously decadent things and eat them without consequence. And some of those things have been from the Milk Bar cookbook. And they were delicious. A life without these baked goods? Sad. Too sad to bear. I’m quite annoyed also.
I said this already on Twitter but YUM. LOVE White Russians.
Liz says
Gorgeous, delicious cake!!! Everything in moderation…right? I totally agree with Joanne.
Spice Sherpa says
I hear you! I love Alice Waters’ overall message but I’m with you on this one. Everything in moderation and the occasional good white flour (unbleached) sugary treat is good for all parts. I’m originally from California and living up by Lake Ontario in New York now. We try and eat local as much as possible but that is might difficult come February. Spices help though! And yes, most spices are imported but pound-for-pound they are pretty efficient in terms of their overall environmental footprint.
The Messy Baker says
Kahlua in a cake- Glorious! It looks so good; picture perfect, actually. Nice job. I’ll have to try this recipe.
Kiri W. says
This cake is gorgeous – I adore pound cakes, they’re so nice and dense and moist. 🙂 Yum!
Sprigs of Rosemary says
You’re hearing lots of echoes, aren’t you? I, too, try to make sure we eat well. I grow a garden. I buy my neighbor’s eggs and chickens. Moderation. Except with this cake! Looks wonderful.
mother says
i’m proud of you, honey.
Lacy @ NYCityEats says
Ha! I completely agree with you!! You know what would calm my nerves? This delicious pound cake! It’s gorgeous annddd has Kahlua & vodka in it’s ingredients! I’m so trying this. Yummm!!
Chelsea says
The Big Lebowski would be proud 🙂
jacquie says
well said and i’m very much in agreement. everyone situation & resources are differnent – there has to be reality and moderation in the argument. at least IMHO.
the cake looks wonderful – do you think i could use greek yogurt to replace the milk in the cake? that is what i’m tending to bake w/ currently so thought i would ask. thanks.
Denise says
Sounds delicious!
Stacy says
I feel the same way about folks who don’t take their children to art museums because “they will be bored.” Yeah, they will be bored if you don’t approach the museum with the curiosity and interest of a child. We took our daughters to museums all over the world, starting in Paris where we moved when the first one was only 13 months old and where her sister was born. We also spent a great deal of time in old churches, admiring stained glass where each pane tells a story. It’s all in how you approach the experience. If you are excited, they will be excited. Forget the painter or the method or the time period. Conversation starters are key: Wow, look at the cow in that painting! Looks like she has plenty to eat! Or: That little boy sure doesn’t look happy. I wonder why. And: What gorgeous colors those are! How many can we name? Turquoise. Fuchsia. What’s the yellow one called?
Good on you for taking your children there, despite the naysayers, Laura. They are the richer for the experience.
Laura says
Is this about Alice Waters or my other rant about the ceviche restaurant lol? I definitely agree though. My older daughter is not as interested in visual media, she tends to be a do-er and a listener. But my youngest and I have spent hours in a museum, losing ourselves in the art. We loved it. She was 6 at the time.