Friday, December 01, 2006

Truffle Plans

Today I'm heading back to Arizona but only for a couple of days. My mother's health has been deteriorating (note to the evangelical assholes who oppose stem cell research, they have been succesfully treating golden retreivers with Muscular Dystrophy with stem cell injections you hidebound agressively ignorant shitheads). My kitchen is still mostly torn up and most of the truffles I'm planning to make are going to be distributed in California anyway. What I'm going to do is gather my equipment, bring it back to California and batch up the truffles (32 doz or so) at Mom's.

My neice WWW (we've been calling her that ever since she was cast as the Wicked Witch of the West in the high school production of "The Wizard of Oz" this year) is a budding photojournalist and has volunteered to help me put out a series of posts that show the truffles as they are being made.

The tentative flavor assorment for the year is this:

Classic Bittersweet
Hazelnut
Raspberry
Peanut Butter
Chambord
Starbucks Coffee Liqueur
Calvados
Frangelico
White Chocolate
White Chocolate Raspberry

I haven't posted my white chocolate truffle recipe yet but I will. The white stuff (which isn't chocolate at all folks) doesn't require the tricky tempering process.

I haven't decided on a format for the "Win A Dozen Truffles" contest. Frankly I'm kind of at a loss. I've already promised to send Sarah in Chicago a dozen. Litbrit has rated a couple dozen because I'm sure that it take at least that many to safely deliver a full ration to her alone.

If you can think of a good contest I will send you a box of eight.

Shipping is only done overnight and the costs are brutal. These truffles are worth it though, totally worth it.

Mas tardes Chicos. 3B's

13 Comments:

Blogger Pogo said...

MB, sorry to hear about your mom. Lost mine last year to respiratory decline afer a long fight. It's no fun. We're a whole lot more sympathetic to the plight of our pets than to our own, and as the dumbfucks we are we'll just continue to throw the blastocysts away instead of using them to help find cures and treatments for our parents' suffering.

I went and browsed the eBow site. What a gadget! I'll have to get one to screw around with. Now if I can only get my left hand to do what my brain tells it to.

9:57 AM  
Blogger Deb said...

My suggestion for a contest is "who can get Debra a paying job that doesn't drive her crazy?" I'm not a big chocolate fan but my mom loves dark chocolate, the darker the better. I'm not going to go into the psychology of that statement but I usually give her some Godiva for Christmas. My kitchen isn't big enough for me to do anything major but I would love to surprise her.

Mom is 76 and still working but she has developed a breathing issue (60 years of smoking will do that) and she isn't quite all there sometimes. I'm hoping that it's because she is going deaf and won't admit it and not that her mind is going but I'm not sure. I sympathize with you, my brothers decided to bail instead of help which was no surprise to me but it's breaking her heart. Sometimes family can suck. Almost as much as our government and their bone headed policies.

10:11 AM  
Blogger The Minstrel Boy said...

debra my dear, i'm sorry to hear about your mom, email me your address and i'll see what can be done. as far as finding a job that pays well and doesn't make you crazy i don't know what to say. i haven't found one yet. i took a huge pay cut to stay sober by quitting the tour circuit. it was worth every penny. since then my attitude has really changed. i figure that since i'm pushing sixty and have been a dues paying member of my union for over 40 years if it was only about the money i would have to judge myself a failure. my little axiom for evaluating things is this

money cannot buy happiness, it does, however, allow one to suffer in all the finer places.

i think that was noel coward.

10:26 AM  
Blogger The Minstrel Boy said...

pogo: i'm notoriously light on the gadget thing. it's mainly because i like the sound of electric guitars. electric guitars played well and loud. i once totally demoralized a kid at a festival. he was just offstage as i was going on he had this whole board layout thing with a bazillion footswitches and effects boxes that had shorted out on him. he was stomping and kicking and cursing in frustration. i walked by and said "dude, wanna see my effects panel?" he looked up and i waggled my fingers at him. i made an exception for the eBow though. there was a small learning curve, especially since there are a lot of folks out there using them. i just started playing around with it and began to figure out what worked and what didn't. on the right hand using a pick remember this little axiom:

move your fingers before you move your hand, move your hand before you move your wrist, move your wrist before you move your arm

10:32 AM  
Blogger The Minstrel Boy said...

argh, typo fever today

there aren't a lot of folks out there using them

10:34 AM  
Blogger Pogo said...

MB, my man, I appreciate where you're coming from. Growing up in an era when a wah-wah and fuzz face were about the only add ons available other than a channel switch for an amp, I have a difficult time even getting my mind around all the stuff they sell to do things I don't understand to the sound of an electric guitar. I was impressed with the samples from the eBow site, though.

Just a hunch, but speaking of electricguitars played loud, are you familiar with Jeff Healey? Whatever happened to him? I heard his first album and was blown away, saw him open for Bonnie Raitt and was blown further away. He seemed like he might become the next big thing then after about 3 records he disappeared.

12:43 PM  
Blogger Pogo said...

Never mind - I went surfing. Healey has opened anight club in Torontoand taken up Jazz trumpet.

12:50 PM  
Blogger The Minstrel Boy said...

i dig jeff healy bunches. his turn as the leader of the house band in "roadhouse" was superb. i bet he plays the living shit outta trumpet.

1:55 PM  
Anonymous shades of blue said...

Sorry about your mom.
I also have to help my folks out but luckily I have 3 sisters so we all work together (one brother is in Texas and the other lives close by but is useless).

My mom has lost the use of her legs but her mind is just as smart-assed as ever. It's tougher with my dad. His legs are fine but his mind lost it's edge from a stroke.
I'm just glad they're still here.

CONTEST IDEA: How about 'Name That Truffle'?
Instead of boring names like hazelnut or rasperry how about names that are a true testament to their delightfully decadent deliciousness?

2:11 PM  
Blogger The Minstrel Boy said...

I have official names for most of the truffles. On my brochures the Hazelnuts are "Alexandra'a Hazelnut" or "DJ's P-nut Butter" after kids in my family. It started when one of my nieces from Idaho came to my shop in Palm Springs with her parents while down on a visit where it wasn't frozen. After she had gotten home she called and said "Uncle Stevie, you should make a S'Mores flavored truffle." As soon as she said it I new how to put one together and it became "Audrey's S'Mores." But, in a big, tight night clan you can't name a truffle after just one kid. So now, all the kids have truffles named after them. The other thing I do is when somebody comes up with a flavor (although my list is radically shortened lately, too many choices were gumming up production since a minimum batch is 4doz)

8:56 PM  
Blogger pissed off patricia said...

How about awarding the prize to anyone in Florida who uses "Pissed off" as their cyber name ;)

4:14 AM  
Blogger The Minstrel Boy said...

how about an essay contest with the subject being "yeah i live in florida but jeb and georgie's elections weren't my fault and i don't live in foley's district have never met katherine harris in person and dammit i voted for lawton chiles every single time he ran."

9:50 AM  
Blogger litbrit said...

Oooh, so excited about truffles!

As for a contest idea, how about: Nominate someplace other than Florida for Second Most Notorious Scandal-Magnet State and give at least three solid, schadenfreude-inspiring examples of depraved, shocking, or just plain weird stories to support your claim.

10:53 PM  

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