What is a Curry?

Ray Street

Just to clarify, I’m not talking about where the word came from. You can read lots about the word “curry” coming from kari and it means gravy or sauce. But that’s not the purpose of this blog.

What I’m talking about is the food itself.

Generally speaking, when somebody from New Zealand, Australia or the UK talks about a curry then they are talking about an Indian curry.

But lots of countries make curries where some are similar to Indian curries and some are not. The most common countries that spring to mind when you mention a curry are India, Pakistan, Bangladesh, Sri Lanka and Thailand. But other countries that produce curries include Vietnam, Burma, Cambodia, Malaysia, Singapore, China and Japan. And the UK.

What? The UK? For historic reasons, the British had a lengthy presence in South East Asia, especially India. The British fell in love with curries and brought the tastes back to the UK when they returned.

The British have continued to migrate around the world with a fair few settling here in New Zealand. Over the last few decades there has been a huge migration of people around the world.  For lots of reasons, New Zealand is an attractive country to live and lots of people have settled here. If you settle down with a coffee in a café on a busy New Zealand street on a sunny Saturday, you’ll see people from most parts of the world walking by. And these people have brought their eating habits as well as themselves and their cultures.

When I came to New Zealand in 1985, it was pretty difficult to find a good curry restaurant. There were a few scattered around but curry was very much a “foreign” food and the average Kiwi was not interested. And it was a real chore to find curry spices to buy.  But with the arrival of more and more curry-loving British and curry-making Indians, the market began to grow.

Nowadays, there are loads of good curry restaurants all over New Zealand with most of them being “Indian”, Thai and Chinese. The word “Indian” includes Indian, Bangladeshi and Pakistani cuisines (these three modern countries used to be the single country of India).

Enough of history (check out Google if you want to find out more).

OK, OK. So what is an Indian curry?

An Indian curry is many things. Usually it is spicy to some degree – but it doesn’t have to be spicy-hot. There are a lot of Indian curry dishes that are so mild that you wouldn’t really know that they contained spices at all. What you tend to eat in an Indian curry restaurant is a British version of a curry – the British adapted Indian curries to their own tastes and available ingredients. In fact, some curry dishes would be unrecognised in India. And, amazingly, the British invented Chicken Tikka Masala and now export tonnes of it to India.

A curry may contain meat or may be vegetarian. A lot of Indians are vegetarians (mainly, but not exclusively, Hindus) but a lot are also meat eaters (particularly Muslims and Christians).

There are lots of different types of curry, such as biryani, madras, vindaloo, jalfrezi, bhuna, dopiasa, korma and dahl (to name just a few). And there are lots of different breads and side dishes such as poppadoms, naan, samosas, bhaji and raita that are typically eaten with curries (or as snacks by themselves). And there are also Indian drinks, ranging from mango lassi, masala chai and beer. And, of course, there are desserts.

As you can see, the word “curry” covers a host of different dishes and flavours. Over the next few blogs, I’ll expand on this delicious subject. Next time I’ll talk a little about chillies and spices.

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Lamb Stew in the Clouds

Over the Christmas break we all got away for a short camping holiday. We often go to Purple Peak[http://www.purplepeak.co.nz/]. It’s only 10-15 minutes from Akaroa, but it could be a million kilometres away. There’s no power, no mobile coverage and you are 1500 feet up a mountainside so the views take your breath away.

 We pitched our tent in a nice flat area and then started to prepare our evening meal. Since we bought our Cobb oven, we have started planning and executing some culinary masterpieces while we ‘rough it’ in the outdoors. First up some rosti because the gentle heat of the oven cooks them perfectly. Rosti are brilliantly simple. Just grate some potato and onion. Put all the gratings into a clean tea towel and squeeze as much water out of them as you can. Put the dry potato and onion into a bowl and add some melted butter and lots of black pepper. The rosti can be cooked as lots of little hash browns or as a single big cake. The secret is to cook very slowly so the potato is cooked through by the time you have a glorious golden crust.

Next we made a citrus lamb stew with a hunk of lamb rump. Again it was simple to prepare. Cut the lamb into bite size chunks, add to a casserole dish with a tin of good quality Italian tomatoes, a bay leaf or two, some thyme sprigs, lots of black pepper, a chopped onion, a chopped carrot or two and the juice and zest from some citrus fruit. We usually go for something sweet like an orange as well as something sour like a lemon or lime. Add some water (or stock) if it looks like you don’t have enough sauce.

Most recipes usually get you to brown the meat, and if we were making this at home we definitely would, but when we’re camping we tend to just chuck everything together and throw it into the oven. It needs long slow cooking until everything is tender and the sauce has thickened. While we waited, it was a good time to go for a long walk up to the Purple Peak Saddle and drink in the view.

On this particular camping trip, just as the stew finished cooking, the clouds descended right down. We ate our stew with our backs against the car, out of the wind, in the complete white silence you get inside a cloud. It was a magical experience, but it was also great to have something so hearty and warm to eat!

For dessert we made a classic Kiwi choccy self-saucing pudding. We had mixed together all the dry ingredients at home and then added the wet ingredients just before we cooked it. We didn’t even bother dishing this onto our plates. We sat round the casserole dish, that had earlier held our lamb stew (we did wash it in between), and all dug in with spoons, even the five year old and three year old—loving every bite! I thought after the rosti and the lamb stew we might not eat all the pudding, but it disappeared quickly, despite it being straight from the oven. When you’re outdoors, the hunger really does kick in. By this time the cloud had lifted and we could see all the way down the valley to the bay below and the Pacific Ocean out to the horizon.

The prep time for our three course dinner was minimal and while cooking each course did take a while, we had a lovely view to look at and walks to do. Dinner cooked away by itself and we engaged ourselves with enjoying the great outdoors (and telling the kids not to track huge amounts of grass through our tent).

That night we all went to sleep happy, and with full bellies!

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The Staff of Life.

Karl Summerfield

Bread. Sometimes it isn’t a very interesting topic of conversation. In my experience we spend more time discussing the filling of our sandwiches, rather than the bread that holds the filling. There’s nothing particularly interesting in a loaf of white toast slice – unless it is really fresh, buttered and full of chips from the fish and chip shop. But I digress…

Bread can be interesting! Once you decide you are a baker then bread becomes a topic you really enjoy discussing. I’ve dabbled with bread for a long time, and only recently have I started turning out loaves of bread that I can truly say I am really happy with. I have a couple of good mates who are on a similar journey and we can talk for ages about how we cook our bread, how long we let it rise, what temperature the oven should be at, what effect this has on the crust. It’s a lot of fun. For me it has been an exercise in what to leave out as well as mastering the most important ingredient for any artisan loaf—time.

My first loaves of bread were made to a recipe in a book by Annabel Langbein (she of Free-range Cook fame), and John Kirwin. The book was called “John Kirwan & Annabel Langbein’s favourite barbecue and grill recipes (1989)”, and it had a recipe for “Italian Pizza Bread”. It’s not a great bread recipe. Any bread recipe that begins “Add yeast and sugar and water to the bowl of your food processor” is probably not going to be a classic. I’m almost certain that the bread did not have any particular origins in Naples (adding some rosemary on top seemed to be the only real Italian touch). But it got me started, and the bread always got eaten. Even slightly dodgy home-made bread is still GOOD!

There are two issues I have had with home-made bread. The too yeasty flavour, and the dry crumbly texture. No matter how hard I tried and could never solve those two issues. Recently I seem to have cracked it. I am down to four ingredients now. Here’s my current bread recipe that turns out beautiful, bouncy, spongy artisan bread:

For 1 loaf:

375g strong bread flour (12% protein if you can find it)


1.5 tsp instant yeast


1 tsp salt


about 250ml water

Add all the ingredients together and mix into a dough. Don’t stress if the dough is on the soft wobbly side. I usually use the breadmaker set to “dough”. The breadmaker does a remarkably good job of mixing and kneading, but I never let it actually cook the bread for me. It has messed it up too often to be trusted! It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a breadmaker, or are morally opposed to them, you can make the dough the good old-fashioned way (and build up your forearm muscles at the same time). It is important to knead the dough long enough to end up with a smooth, bouncy elastic ball of bread potential. If the dough has lumps or is dense and unyielding then you have to keep going.

Put the bread into a warm place and let it rise for a good hour. The breadmaker also does quite a nice job of this too.

Punch the dough down (in other words knock some of the gas out of it), shape it into its final form (can be plain or really fancy). I usually line a round bowl with a well-floured tea-towel and put the dough in it covered with another tea-towel. Then let the dough rise again for another hour or so. This second rising is critical! Do not be tempted to do the 10 minutes that some recipes recommend.

Once the second rising is done turn the dough out ever-so-carefully onto a baking tray (if you shaped your dough on a baking tray, or in a loaf tin, in the first place then you can ignore this step). Sprinkle some flour over it if you like. Slash the top in interesting patterns if you like. Place it into a VERY hot oven. I usually go for 220ºC on fan bake. I sometimes put a tray of water in the bottom to generate steam for a chewy crust. The bread will be cooked in about 12-15 mins, so keep an eye on it. It’s done when you tap the bottom and it sounds hollow.

Give it a go. You will be completely delighted with the result. And if you aren’t then try again and muck around with the recipe until you have a loaf you are proud of.

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Berry Good

 

Virgil Evetts

Finally, success in the berry patch! My various currants and brambles are performing like never before this year- with the ongoing exception of my blackcurrant. I’m finally ready to accept that Auckland is just too warm for this plant. It’s aright really; I have little patience for jam-only fruit (except Damsons!) anyway. Conversely my redcurrant bush-going-on-tree is covered in fruit. Although redcurrants, don’t taste of much, they’re just so pretty- like edible Christmas decorations- and their tart juiciness works nicely with creamy desserts and roast meats. Strangely, the marauding blackbirds that usually plague my fruit growing efforts don’t seem to have noticed the redcurrants yet.  As with the ominous silence of naughty children, this probably means they’re up to no good elsewhere.

My boysenberry has formed an impressively prickly thicket and is currently sporting a hundred or more pink-tinged fruit- several times last year’s yield.  Sun-warmed fresh boysenberries are one my favourite treats of the season and very few even make it indoors.  They’re almost  too good for sharing.

My original raspberry plants never really liked their plot and were evicted last Autumn to make way for the bees. In their new position under the Moro blood orange tree they’ve run rampant.  Every day or so they waylay me with a small handful of juicy, velveteen fruit.

In the last few weeks  Ive been enjoying the first fruit from my tayberry. This raspberry/loganberry cross has large crimson fruit, a potent raspberry flavour with just a hint of rose-water and a texture akin to boysenberry. I’m seriously smitten and will be encouraging the clump to put on some serious growth this season.  Quite possibly the finest of all brambles…

My goji berry is back in leaf but whether or not it makes it to flowering – let alone fruiting- remains to be seen.  Although very easy to grow, these much touted ‘super-fruit’ are more troubled by snails than any plant I’ve come across. Snail bait or not, the scraggly bush is stricken every year.. You have to know when you’re beat as a gardener.  

But the real star of my fruit garden so far this season has been my Japanese plum (Dan’s Early, Koanga). My bees had a grand time amongst the blossoms a few months back and as a result the tree is now groaning under the weight of intensely flavoured, crimson fleshed fruit.

We’re enjoying these de-stoned, chilled and dressed with a little icing sugar and glug of grappa. Doesn’t sound like much but trust me- it’s sublime and so perfectly red.

PS

Did I ever tell you that I finally found a fruiting Orange berry plant? It was growing in a display bed at a Garden Centre, so I palmed a few fruit and popped them into my mouth. Yes, I know naughty me. Anyway I can finally confirm that Orange berries really aren’t worth growing. The fruit are sweet, slightly pithy and taste of very little. Grow something else.

The Summer Barbeque

Virgil Evetts

In the close and cloying heat of the Auckland summer I’m so very grateful for my BBQ. For months on end most of my cooking moves outdoors, while the house remains cool and mercifully free of food odours and associated flies. Moreover, it’s the time of year when I can revel in the primal tastes of flame and smoke. Long live the BBQ. Continue reading

To Market, To Market…

Virgil Evetts

On Sunday I had cause to head out to Avondale market. I hadn’t been for a year or so (it’s a bit out of the way from Devonport, you know), but nothing had changed, in so much as it was still full of surprises. Unlike many farmers markets, which can feel somewhat contrived, Avondale is a real market with produce presented honestly and at no-frills prices. Stall holders are primarily of Chinese, South-East Asian or Indian ancestry, as are many of their customers.

Several of the Indian stall holders offer produce rarely seen in New Zealand, such as drumsticks (a delicious, horseradish-flavoured tree bean), white (zedoary) and orange turmeric’s, fresh tamarind pulp and a vast array of mangoes ,much of it grown on family farms back in Fiji.

At various times of the year Chinese stall holder offer rarities such as fresh bamboo shoots, ginkgo nuts and preserved duck eggs.  This week I was particularly smitten with the wine-red snake beans that are obviously at peak production right now. I’m not sure why snake beans aren’t more popular here; they have a lovely crisp texture and sweet beany flavour that works well in both western and eastern dishes, and they grow well outdoors in warmer parts of New Zealand.  But westerners are fickle creatures. Putting ‘snake’ before ‘bean’ is probably enough to scare many off.

For the record they don’t bite.

I was delighted and genuinely surprised to find a stall devoted to handmade Thai sweets. Many Thais consider sweet making to be the highest expression of their culinary arts, and once you get  used to their various quirks (lurid colours, tapioca flour, coconut custard, pandan, lots of eggs yolks and salt in unexpected places…), you can see why. This is the first time I’ve found genuine handmade Thai sweets in New Zealand, and they were every bit as good as the ones I’ve eaten in Thailand.

A little further on is a stall that’s been trading at Avondale for years now, selling first-rate Samoan takeaway treats, including the sublime panipopo – yeast buns baked in gloopy sweet coconut cream.  Auckland has the largest population of Polynesian people in the world, yet the cuisines of their various islands are all but impossible to find outside of the home. It doesn’t make sense!

Apart from being a lively, friendly and interesting place to while away a couple of hours, Avondale market is also a great place to buy your produce, and possibly indulge in a little Christmas shopping too.

The only problem with visiting a market this good is that I end up going home with bags full of impulse purchases. I now have a fridge full of okra, bitter melons, green papaya and turpentine mangoes in urgent need of no doubt laborious, attention.

Foodlovers In Season: December

Virgil Evetts

December is a huge month on the seasonal food calendar, as far as prices are concerned anyway. Growers of premium produce, such as cherries and various succulent berry fruits, work hard to deliver the lion’s share of their crops to market in the build up to Christmas. Despite the sudden avalanche of tender sweet things on our grocery store shelves, demand at this time can push prices through the roof. Continue reading

Taste of Auckland: The best new show in town?

Virgil Evetts

Any event offering what to an idiot might appear to be free food brings out the very worst our species. Take The Food Show for example – a fine distraction which I look forward to every year but it doesn’t half attract some pushy, grabby and ill-mannered sample-monkeys.  I do wonder if these people realise that there are cheaper ways to fill up on tiny cubes of Kapiti cheese and Heller’s sausages.  So last Friday, with a curmudgeonly disdain for human kind at the slop trough, I rode the Link bus down towards Victoria Park on my way to Taste of Auckland 2010. I had every intention of being unimpressed you know, but the best-laid plans of mice and men being what they are…

Victoria Park is a great, if rather underutilised, venue for large, summery events.  It’s conveniently central, but well away from the soulless wind tunnel of Downtown Auckland, and because it’s on the Link bus route there’s no need to take your car. Gosh, you can even walk from Queen Street if you’re partial to a bit of exhaust fume inebriation.

Taste occupied the entire park, sort of like a shanty town for the well-healed, with huge marquees and ‘streets’ of temporary shops (the “producers market”), and mock-ups of some of the city’s finest eateries. Low-rent, canvas-tents-flapping-in-the-breeze kind of affair it was not. Everything looked very permanent, very expensive and seriously impressive.  To some degree this might explain the steep entry fee ($30-$90) and the many additional costs inside – but more on that later.

What struck me most about Taste was the abundance of open space and the chilled demeanour of the crowd. There were no cheese-sampler bottlenecks, pushchair gridlocks (a serious problem at anything held at the showgrounds in Greenlane), or rotund women with startled perms standing on my feet. In other words, first-class layout, marquee design, crowd management and while I dare not say Taste attracted a better type of clientele (but I really do want to), certainly a calmer and less stompy type.

What I liked:

The Producers Market comprised almost exclusively of Auckland (region)-based producers; meaning most of the giant and overexposed Corporates didn’t get a look-in. I tasted my way around the market several times – just to be sure, you understand – and settled on the following favourites:

Salash Delicatessen

Outstanding Serbian-style cured meats made with free-range pork and a whole lot of class. Their five-day-old chilli-loaded salami is a thing of squishy, luscious beauty.

Waiheke Herb Spread

Made with 11 different ‘wild’ herbs, including calendula, plantain, dandelion, sage, parsley and lavender and finished with a decent measure of garlic, cider vinegar, sea salt and olive oil. Lovely, fresh herbaceous flavours and, mercifully, not just another pesto knock-off.

Bees Blessing Organic Strawberry Cordial

Made from the concentrated juice of sun-ripened organic Hawke’s Bay strawberries, and sweetened with honey. Gorgeous stuff which beggars the question, why aren’t there more real strawberry drinks around?

Purple Monkey Finger Kumara Vodka

Bizarre name and vaguely unpleasant logo (why is the monkey sniffing its finger?) aside, Purple Monkey finger is a genuinely interesting and innovative product. Yes it really is distilled from fermented kumara . Why hasn’t anyone thought of this before? I’m no great vodka connoisseur, but I liked PMFKV, if not for its taste (what’s to like or dislike about vodka? It just is), then for its cute but clever provenance. 

Saveur Duck cold-smoked duck breast

Although they are not exactly a boutique producer, Saveur have helped elevate or possibly lower duck to something approaching a mainstream meat.  No bad thing in my books. The prototype cold smoked breasts previewed at Taste were quite superb, rather like a very, tender ducky ham. I bought a few of these for the freezer but doubt they’ll last long…

Colchis Fresh Georgian Cheese

How refreshing to find a new (to New Zealand) family of cheeses. Not that there’s anything wrong with the usual suspects from France, Italy or the Netherlands – on the contrary -but enough already. Colchis Cheeses are made in Auckland by expat Georgian mother-and-daughter team Marina and Nina Kandelaki. The Kandelakis arrived in New Zealand 14 years ago with no previous experience of cheese making.  Last year they picked up a Gold Medal at The New Zealand Champions of Cheese awards for their Sulgani, a whey-soaked fresh cheese similar to mozzarella but with a more defined flavour and a faintly bitter finish.  Fine cheese, nice people and more than enough to pique my interest in Georgian food.

Overall, I thoroughly enjoyed Taste of Auckland. It was a superbly staged and perfectly pitched event. However, I found the constant pressure to purchase “crowns” (the festival currency) irritating and pointless, and I objected to the prices of some the restaurant dishes and bar drinks. With an entry charge of $30 this was all a bit on the nose. But these are pretty small quibbles. Taste, was fun, interesting and a perfect marriage of food & wine festival and expo.  Will I go again? You better believe it.

Make a list, check it twice …

 

Virgil Evetts

Although I am loathe to even mention the word before December, Christmas is once again looming on the very near horizon.  Ads for Christmas music CDs will soon reach fever pitch, normally tolerable colleagues will turn up at work wearing stupid Santa hats, and Auckland’s already clogged arterial routes will suffer a full coronary arrest. Do yourself a favour and stay in the kitchen. Continue reading

Empanadas

Fiona Summerfield

It would seem all over the world there are various ways of putting meat inside some sort of pastry! In New Zealand we have inherited pies and pasties from England, but in Russia there are piroshki, in China there are dumplings and wontons, India has the samosa, and in the Middle East there are a variety of incredible pastries made from meat and filo. At the farmers market we bought a Colombian Empanada to try. It wasn’t our first encounter with South American empanadas. We bought the Colombian one because we wanted to see how it differed from the empanadas cooked by a bloke from Chile that we met at a barbecue. The Chilean empanadas were very good. They had been fried which of course makes most things good! The Colombian one had been baked and it had potato as well as meat in the filling. It was less spicy than I remember the Chilean one being, but we all enjoyed it.

As usual when you start to do research on any well loved dish you end up more confused than at the beginning. Most people think empanadas are of Spanish (or Persian) origin. Many countries have their own version, and then there are the variations on that version. Most agree that empanadas are, at their most basic, a dough filled with some sort of (usually meat) filling and (usually) baked in the oven. Having said that, they can be fried, they can vary in size, and they can have a variety of fillings including vegetables and seafood. Spices included also vary enormously. So far all the ones I have tasted have been very nice.

I decided to make some on Monday night. I thought I would try the Argentinian version and made the hairy bikers[http://www.bbc.co.uk/food/recipes/beefempanadas_85448] recipe. The spices in this recipe include cumin, paprika and chilli. I also included some ground coriander. They are a bit fiddly and take some time to put together. I do remember Daniel turning up late with his plate of Chilean ones apologising for them taking longer to make than he had planned – they still disappeared very quickly. My home-made Argentine ones also disappeared very fast and there really needed to be more.

I think there are useful ideas from empanadas that work well in our more traditional Kiwi meat pies. Adding olives and sultanas is an interesting twist to a mince pie but both work so well with mince. The good thing is since there seems to be a never ending variation, this is a dish to try everywhere and of course to try the endless recipes on the internet for the “best empanada”! Have you made empanadas before? Got any hints or tips to share?

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When in Auckland…

 

Virgil Evetts

Anyone with half a brain, or somewhere else to be, would be well advised to avoid Auckland most of the time. Hell, I do, and I live here. Oh, the people are nice enough- despite what those in the provinces say about us. Some parts of Auckland are quite pretty too. But for every nice beach there is, a lumbering mall, an industrial estate or a gridlocked motorway. It’s a ‘small doses’ kind of place, but as with insulin to the diabetic, to dedicated followers of all things Foodie, a periodic Auckland top-up is inevitable and necessary. Continue reading

MSG, alright by me

Virgil Evetts

I was raised to shun MSG. It’s a poison after all, Hitler in powder form really. It causes headaches, flue-like symptoms, stomach cramps, rectal bleeding… Oh the things it does! Actually, says who?

MSG (or monosodium glutamate), is undoubtedly one of the great pariahs of western nutrition, ranked equal to saturated fats and the many horrors known as ‘chemicals’ (never mind that every tangible thing in the universe is made of chemicals); but it would seem that it has earned this status largely because of hysteria, misinformation, and probably a smidgeon of institutionalised racism.

MSG (of a sort)  exists naturally in foods most of us eat practically every day – tomatoes and yeast extracts for example are loaded with the stuff. Kombu kelp, a potent natural source of glutamate, has been used liberally by Chinese and Japanese cooks for over 1200 years, and the apparent modern evil of refined MSG has been a standard in the Asian pantry since  the early 1900s. A diet rich in MSG doesn’t seem to have detrimentally affected the health, prosperity or proliferation, of the peoples of China, Korea and Japan, now does it?

So what is MSG? Basically it’s a crystalline form of glutamic acid. To explain what this actually means would require a lengthy and rather dull crash course in chemistry, so for more info click here (be warned though, its bloody boring). Not only does glutamic acid exists  in many foods (see above) , it is also naturally present in our bodies all times. In other words, it’s neither new to our diets nor foreign to our bodies.   Despite its very bad name, MSG has never been conclusively linked to any health problems by a reliable source.  Now I’m sure you have all read very compelling evidence to the contrary- so have I; but it’s important to understand the difference between an essay written by a dietician or nutritionist (a title which in publishing terms can mean anything from an MD to well-meaning hippy), and an unbiased scientific study. An unbiased study is one commissioned by a government or non-partisan research organisation – not one commissioned by a drug company or a food manufacturer. As it stands right now there is no conclusive scientific proof  to suggest that MSG is inherently bad or dangerous. By comparison, common table salt has been proven, beyond the shadow of a doubt to be damaging to human health in certain stuations.  However, it is logical to assume that excessive consumption of MSG could cause problems. For example, glutamic acid helps sharpen nerve responses in the brain. It is therefore plausible that it could indeed be associated with migraines in some people. But let me just repeat the important points here: COULD be; SOME people.

The function of MSG as a food additive is to improve or enhance  flavours, by bringing out the tangy, savoury quality known as umami. Think of the slightly meaty flavour of sun-dried tomatoes or dried yeast flakes – that’s umami. MSG, does not have a flavour of its own as such. Although many Chinese chefs are very heavy handed in their use of MSG, only a very small amount is needed to dramatically improve a dish. One of my favourite MSG laden off-the-shelf products is Japanese Kewpie brand mayonnaise. The trouble is, this  mass produced but undeniably luscious stuff is made with eggs laid by battery farmed hens. Nuff said.  But I have found that a frankly superior approximate can be produced by adding MSG powder to homemade mayo.  Use sunflower oil in place of E.V.O, rice vinegar in place of lemon juice and ¾ teaspoon of MSG per cup of mayo. Et voila! Home-made Kewpie. Shudder and recoil if you must, but take it from one who gets around a bit, this is some seriously good stuff.

Just becuase there is no hard evidence to suggest that MSG (aka flavour enhancer 621 or Seasoning Salt)  is dangerous to human health doesn’t mean that its entirely harmless; it just means that it’s not outright deadly or a common  allergen. Sure it’s possible you’re allergic to MSG, but you’re probably not. What I can tell you with some confidence is that I have ingested MSG thousands of times over the course of my life, and most of you have too. Maybe it’s building up in our livers or brains, waiting to strike in later years. But probably not.