Monday, June 28, 2010

The Pineapple Theorem


What's in a pineapple besides bromelain and vitamin C? You say fiber or perhaps reference CAM photosynthesis, an adaption to plant survival in arid climates. All true, but the most recent connection I've made is that foods prepared by hand will always win. Freshly cut pineapple, juicy and sweet, is quite a summer treat. And yes, it's a guilty pleasure for somebody who cares about eating locally. Although conventionally grown pineapples do not have a high incidence of transferring pesticides, they are quite a waste of resources getting one shipped to Minnesota.

That said, I took a stab at cutting a pineapple along the spirals of eyes. This keeps more of the sweet fruit intact, allows the butcher to reflect on life, and looks really neat when done.

Copied from somewhere else, "In the 1820s it was discovered that, amazingly, the Fibonacci series frequently occurs in nature, illustrated particularly clearly in the pineapple. The fruitlets are arranged in curving rows: one set goes one way from base to top, the other crosses the first row at an oblique angle. The number of rows of each always conforms to two consecutive numbers from the Fibonacci series: usually 5 and 8 or 8 and 13, depending on the variety. Every single fruit is the same in this respect. In practical terms, this minimises the amount of mechanical stress exerted on it during growth. But it also means that it fulfils the properties of Divine Proportion—it is, mathematically, perfect."

The Curry Connection


The first time I made red curry, I worked a significant mount of brow sweat into my dish. Using the traditional method of grinding herbs and spices with a mortar and pestle, like toasted coriander and lemon grass, I was able to produce a delicious and aromatic curry paste. The flavors were dynamic and bright, with an almost chewy texture. As I enjoyed a hot bowl of red curry, I tried to think of ways to speed up the process for next time.


So machines, and kitchen power tools, do make our lives easier, but not necessarily more delicious. I took a spice grinder to my next curry production, cutting the time, and sweat, in half. But I also cut the flavor. Ouch. My machine-aided-paste was flat, smooth, and lacked character. It's like the difference between mom's chocolate chip cookies, roughly shaped and slightly burned, and Chips Ahoy. My paste might have had a giant glacier of garlic floating around or leftover fibrous ginger rafts, but it was down-home good.

Lesson learned. Join me for red curry sometime, and know that I busted ass to whop those fresh ingredients into something wonderful.