Porchetta Panini with Salsa Verde: highly addictive, but legal. |
I wrote this post over a month ago - life is so busy I didn't get to finish it and publish it till May, but I am retroactively publishing it :)
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I'm struggling a little bit, as I usually do at this time of year, with the fact that it snowed again a few days ago. In April. And it's not easy to face the fact that it will probably keep doing that sporadically until mid May. High desert. Yep - sometimes I think you seriously do need to be high to put up with this shite with a smile on your face! Freaking Denver. Good thing I had these pictures and my porchetta adventure in the archives ready for a post that warms.
Not cool, Nature. Not cool. |
I'm not sure where the idea came from exactly but at a certain point in 2013 I became completely obsessed with making porchetta. I suppose it might have been my subconscious harkening back to the market in Rome's Campo dei Fiori and the porchetta stand we'd passed by on our trip in 2010. The regret of not buying a sandwich that day clung tightly to my capricious culinary heart. I'd tried porchetta before - I'm not sure where - and the taste of it, crunchy-salty-deliciousness, lingered, like an unattainable sensory high, in my memory. It could
also be that since then I've been victim to what seems to be nothing short of a porchetta-centric-campaign of cooking shows aimed at me only, pedaling that legalized and quite addictive substance and how to make it yourself, featuring food trucks and restaurants alike showcasing
kick-ass porchetta. I was truly convinced I'd become the unwitting victim of a
universal conspiracy to entice me to death with crackling, herbs and
lemon juice. Something had to be done.
Porchetta in Campo dei Fiori; be still my beating heart! |
A couple of months ago I happened to land on an episode of Guy Fieri's "Diners, Drive-ins and Dives" (a show and celebrity chef I love to hate but can't stop watching) and was sucked into an episode on a sandwich joint that made what can only be described as the most tasty thing I'd ever seen (again): their own homemade porchetta sandwiches. The place was called Meat and Bread in Vancouver, BC, and their purposely-simple approach to sandwiches (meat and bread, literally) drew me in. Well, and I simply couldn't take it anymore. I had to get out and finally commence that delicious hunt for the ingredients that would ensure that the most delicious of roasted pork belly sandwiches would be mine at last.
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THE HUNT
Crackling Heaven. |
Porchetta is traditionally from Lazio, the region in Italy where Rome is located. As if that is not already appealing enough to me, It's also considered something of a celebratory food in the sense that it's usually sold out of food stands, trucks or markets during festivals, and most people consider it a picnic or holiday food in Italy. It was, not surprisingly, introduced to the US by Italian immigrants and has been adopted and adapted around the country. It is wonderful served as a main dish (like a pork roast) but truly shines, in my humble opinion, when served as part of a "panino" or sandwich, along with Italian salsa verde - a divinely acidic and earthy sauce that perfectly cuts the fat of the pork belly.
And what is this salsa verde of which I speak? It has nothing to do with tomatillos and onions. Nothing new-world about it, really. It's a sauce rumored to have been brought back from the near east by Roman soldiers to Italy where it was then exported to France and Germany and theoretically also the new world - which is where we get things like Argentina's Chimichurri. Admittedly, there is some question in my mind as to whether salsa verde is always traditionally served with porchetta in Italy as most of the recipes for porchetta with salsa verde I've encountered tend to be found in modern American publications, but, frankly, at this point, I truly do not care about authenticity. Salsa Verde is one of the few foods that makes me salivate on command. At this very moment I have visions of fresh herbs, garlic, peperoncino, lemon juice, olive oil and anchovies dancing through my head. Those six things may very well be my favorite ingredients of all time. Ok, plus salt. I can't imagine anything savory they wouldn't make taste better. No, really. :)
I figured it would be pretty easy to find what I needed to make the porchetta. Who doesn't like pork belly?! Well, apparently nobody in Denver likes it enough to demand it be sold at their local grocery store. I went to at least 5 different grocery stores. I tried the regular suspects in addition to my two favorite ethnic Mexican grocery stores, but it wasn't until I entered the meat section at Pacific Ocean Int'l Market (my go-to Asian market here in Denver) that I found what I was looking for. Amidst the smells of fermented bean curd, dried shrimp and science-experiment-looking tapioca puddings, I found a large selection of pork bellies, none of which had the loin still attached as is generally used in Italy - but no matter. The vast availability of pork loins - the least flavorful part of the pig - is a testament to the boring culinary lives most of us lead. I picked one up at King Soopers - and I swear I left my judgments at the meat cooler - and moved on with my life and recipe.
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THE FEAST
Delishness from above. |
I read an article recently in Food & Wine written by a woman who grew up in Soviet Russia, living through food shortages and her mother's creative ways of making the government issued rations of nast palatable (see "Russian Food: A Love Story"). Apart from contemplating the oft-discussed reality that when there is none around, everything becomes about food, she also recalled her mother as having (maybe because of the food shortage, maybe in spite of it) "compulsive hospitality syndrome" - the compulsive love of sharing food with those you care about. She would prepare dinner parties from tinned meat and half-rotting potatoes. She coveted the neighbor's black-market bananas. There was also a kettle ready to brew tea for a passing friend or neighbor. I suppose this is akin to being called a "feeder," which is what my sister calls me. I can't stand not feeding people, and, most of the time, if I am excited about making a recipe, it's at least in part because I can't wait to share it with someone I love.
Which is why, one snowy weekend in February I invited our good friends and old neighbors over for a porchetta dinner after Matt and Tony went off to watch a Monster Truck Rally with the boys. It left me ample time to make the salsa verde, make the salt rub for the porchetta with my friend Gaea, a recent convert to meat. We rubbed the salt and lemon zest spice mix on the slotted pork belly skin. We filled it with herbs. We rolled it. And then we roasted it low and slow in the oven, so that the skin on the pork belly became the crunchiest, saltiest of crackling, breaking off in chips as you sliced the roast, crushed onto the sandwich in an infinitely more sophisticated version of the ham-sandwich-with-Lays-potato-chips.
Which is why, one snowy weekend in February I invited our good friends and old neighbors over for a porchetta dinner after Matt and Tony went off to watch a Monster Truck Rally with the boys. It left me ample time to make the salsa verde, make the salt rub for the porchetta with my friend Gaea, a recent convert to meat. We rubbed the salt and lemon zest spice mix on the slotted pork belly skin. We filled it with herbs. We rolled it. And then we roasted it low and slow in the oven, so that the skin on the pork belly became the crunchiest, saltiest of crackling, breaking off in chips as you sliced the roast, crushed onto the sandwich in an infinitely more sophisticated version of the ham-sandwich-with-Lays-potato-chips.
That night we feasted. We served the sandwiches on ciabatta slathered in salsa verde, piled high with pork and crackling, and topped with more salsa verde. A brisk white wine for me and beer for the rest finished it off quite nicely. I'm certain I was in a salt and meat coma after the first three bites, my former vegetarian friend sitting across from me, smiling, licking her fingers - the best and realest testament to the transformative power of food - and the fact that Porchetta is crack for foodies.
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Porchetta Sandwiches with Salsa Verde
Recipe from Meat & Bread in Vancouver
Serves 8-10
Ingredients
Salsa Verde
1 bunch parsley
1 cup canola oil
2 teaspoons toasted fennel seeds ground
2 teaspoons toasted coriander ground
2 teaspoons chili flakes
small handful of fresh fennel fronds, chopped (optional)
2 anchovy fillets (optional)
salt
2 cloves garlic
zest of 1 lemon
lemon juice from 2 lemons
Salt & Herb Rub
2 tbsp coarse salt
2 tsp toasted fresh rosemary, chopped
2 tsp toasted fennel seed, crushed
2 tsp crushed red pepper flakes
2 tsp freshly ground black pepper
zest of 1 lemon
small handful of fresh fennel fronds, chopped
Other Ingredients
2-3lbs (combined weight) Pork Belly with loin still attached (or buy them separately)
kitchen twine
extra canola oil
ciabatta rolls, sliced lengthwise for sandwiches
extra canola oil
ciabatta rolls, sliced lengthwise for sandwiches
Method
1. Preheat the oven to 275F.
2. Make the salsa verde in a blender (or chop by hand if you're feeling it), set aside.
3. Make the salt & herb rub in a small bowl and set aside.
4. Score the pork belly skin in a hatch pattern so it will roast and crisp up nicely (see pic above). Spread some (about half) salt & herb rub on the inside of the belly and loin. Roll the pork belly and loin (with the loin in the center) into a cylinder and tie tightlywith kitchen twine. Rub the rest of the salt & herb rub and a generous amount of oil all over the outside.
5. Place porchetta in a roasting pan (relatively deep as lots of fat will be coming off this baby) and roast in the oven for 3 1/2 to 4 hours.
6. Turn the heat up to 450F and roast for a further 25-30 minutes or until the skin is completely golden and crispy (as in the pictures above).
Serve on ciabatta rolls smeared with the salsa verde, with chopped up meat, sprinkled with the crispy crackling on top and more salsa verde. Enjoy!
2. Make the salsa verde in a blender (or chop by hand if you're feeling it), set aside.
3. Make the salt & herb rub in a small bowl and set aside.
4. Score the pork belly skin in a hatch pattern so it will roast and crisp up nicely (see pic above). Spread some (about half) salt & herb rub on the inside of the belly and loin. Roll the pork belly and loin (with the loin in the center) into a cylinder and tie tightlywith kitchen twine. Rub the rest of the salt & herb rub and a generous amount of oil all over the outside.
5. Place porchetta in a roasting pan (relatively deep as lots of fat will be coming off this baby) and roast in the oven for 3 1/2 to 4 hours.
6. Turn the heat up to 450F and roast for a further 25-30 minutes or until the skin is completely golden and crispy (as in the pictures above).
Serve on ciabatta rolls smeared with the salsa verde, with chopped up meat, sprinkled with the crispy crackling on top and more salsa verde. Enjoy!
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