Thursday, January 30, 2014

Consider the Aga

The Aga is a much-desired British kitchen appliance for the affluent.  It's a heavy cast iron gas cooker (i.e., “stove” in American) with ovens and cook-plates; it stays on constantly during the colder months of the English fall/winter, keeping the kitchen warm and toasty.  We have one here at Spencer House, and I am considering it a lot recently since our conventional oven conked out on us Sunday night (and now it appears we’ll need an entire replacement). So, I’ll be cooking more on the Aga.


Spencer House Aga
The boiling plate open; simmering plate closed


Hotter oven open; bottom oven closed
So far I’ve fried sausage and bacon (the English kind – not real crispy) on top of the Aga.  I learned quickly that the left top burner gets a lot hotter than the right one.  Turns out the left burner is the boiling plate and the right one is the simmering plate.  The other day I also decided to try my hand at boiling spaghetti on the Aga.  To speed things up, I heated up my water in another British kitchen staple: the electric kettle.  Boy, these things really do the trick.  I might have to get one when I get back home…
  
  Philips HD4644/60 Cordless Kettle - White Master Image
Typical English Electric Kettle

Anyway, getting back to the prestige of the Aga – they are quite pricey.  For our version, a 2-oven/2-top plate cooker, folks in England will need to shell out about 4995GBP (that’s about $8215 USD).  $8000 for a stove, you say!  Well, it’s even more if you try to buy one in the US – you’re probably looking at $12,000 and up!  I see on the Aga website that Harvey Lumber Co. in Columbus used to be a non-servicing Aga dealer (are they still? are they still there?).  There’s also a dealer – Inscape Design Studio – in Americus!  Maybe Jimmy (in Plains) has one in his kitchen.


Friday, January 24, 2014

An Afternoon at the Ashmolean


On a recent dreary Thursday afternoon I took myself to the Ashmolean for a Tea-Time Tour entitled “Caskets and Cofers.”  On my last visit to Oxford in 2011, I had done a number of these free museum tours; they were always very focused and led by a museum employee who had in-depth knowledge of his/her subject .  I always enjoyed them.

I arrived early because you have to stand in line for a ticket.  Once I was left out of a tour because I showed up too late. This time I wanted to be early.  The tour was scheduled from 3:45 to 4:30, but when I arrived at the Ashmolean it was only going on 3.  Wandering around the basement area, trying to decide if I wanted to spend a few minutes with a Diet Coke, I saw a sign announcing a harpsichord concert at 3. So, I scurried off to find it!



I arrived at the concert space in plenty of time.  The old harpsichord was set up in front of a small audience.  It was a little after three when the event finally began.  The harpsichordist, a middle-aged thin man with longish grey hair and a tweedy jacket, was planning to play a few pieces, but I had decided I would only stay to hear the first: a Scarlatti Sonata.  I got excited at first because I thought it might be something I would recognize from my past (twelve years of taking lessons from Lakeview’s most famous piano teacher: Vernile Winn – always loved that name).  Wrong; I don’t think I’d ever heard this one.  The piece I had wanted to hear was actually one of my old favorites: Clementi’s Sonatina in C Major.  Click here to hear that one: Clementi Sonatina -- on a piano, not a harpsichord.

Anyway, after the first piece I left and headed for the tour waiting area in the Greek and Roman Sculpture Gallery.  I got there about 3:20 and no one was sitting on any of the benches.  Eventually an elderly (i.e., older than me!) sat down at the end of my bench.  I asked him if he were waiting for the tour, but he said, “No.”  Then just before 3:45, the tour guide arrived.  We chatted for a moment, and she said of course she would do the tour for just one person.  Yay!

As my guide explained, she had picked out some interesting boxes that are featured in various Ashmolean collections.  We started out with a coffin from Knossos.  It was a very interesting container, with some slight decoration on it – not long enough for a body to be laid down inside (the guide said they merely bent the body over).



We next looked at a large pot with an octopus painted on it – this octopus only had six tentacles.  It was very fanciful.  There are a lot of maritime symbols on the pottery from Knossos.



At this point another person joined our tour – so I wouldn’t be getting the guide’s undivided attention.  No biggie.  The other person must have been an art student; she asked lots of good questions and made interesting comments. I was glad she joined us!

I won’t talk about each piece we saw, but I will give you a link to the Ashmolean’s pages for three of my favorites:  an Indian mother-of-pearl box, an Indian leather and mixed media box and a French (Limoges) reliquary casket for St. Thomas Becket. Just click below on the blue text for a picture and more info on each item.

This box dates from the early 17th Century.  Each sliver of pearl is attached with a little silver peg.

Shagreen is leather that was made by laying little pebbles on top of a piece of damp leather -- then walking on them.  When the leather dries, the pebbles are shaken off, and they leave tiny little pock marks on the underside of the leather.

Made in Limoges around 1200AD.  The blue is enamel -- made by in-laying powered colored glass and melting it.  This cofer may have contained a bone of St. Thomas Becket or an article that he had worn or something that had come in contact with him.


Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Hooked on British TV Food Shows


Well, now that I’m in Oxford, I’m settling into my routine, which involves a nightly dose of British TV.  I have to say these guys present some really interesting topics.  In the last week I’ve watched the history of the bathroom (starting with medieval public baths and toilets), the “Who Do You Think You Are” story of David Suchet (a.k.a. Hercule Poirot), an episode of my favorite detective series: “Midsomer Murders” (with the new Barnaby), and a documentary on the disappearance of the English Lawn (which included a history of lawn mowers). 

But, of course, being a foodie (love to cook--and eat!), the food programs draw me in the most.  I started out by watching Nigel Slater expound on the love Brits have for their biscuits – learned about all the various cookies from Garibaldis to HobNobs to Wagon Wheels (shown top to bottom):

      
   








                                              

                        


"Come Dine with Me" diners from the fishing town of Grimsby


Next, I got sucked into “Come Dine With Me,” where four or five people (strangers to one another) come together to entertain and cook a meal.  Each person cooks a  meal  one night and then the others score him/her.  The series, when shown as a  marathon,goes on for 4 or 5 hours.  One day I watched 5 hours worth in one sitting!  Very entertaining.  Diners are very critical -- and funny!



But my favorite program so far is “Britain’s Best Bakery.”  Every week three bakeries from a certain section of the country compete against each other.  One night there was an Oxford bakery, Gatineau, which is in nearby Summertown.  Sadly, they lost.  It’s an hour-long show, and I love seeing the unusual techniques and ingredients they use.  Some of the teams forage – they go out and find herbs or other ingredients along the roadside.  Tonight the winning team, from the Baker's Table in Wales, was new to the field of baking – one of them was formerly an archaeologist!  Anyway, they made a homey ginger and walnut cake, a bread that had pesto on top (kinda like a pizza) and a cream puff filled with apple custard and whipped cream.  All this makes me very hungry!


Tonight’s winning bakery:  The Baker’s Table

So, I think I’ll go heat up my left-over “Curry in a Hurry” – made from a recipe I saw on a Nigella Lawson show.  Quite good, actually!  Cheerio!