{"id":1148,"date":"2012-04-26T18:34:34","date_gmt":"2012-04-26T22:34:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/theasiangrandmotherscookbook.wordpress.com\/?p=1148"},"modified":"2012-04-26T18:34:34","modified_gmt":"2012-04-26T22:34:34","slug":"kale-rapini-with-oyster-sauce","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/apa.si.edu\/picklesandtea\/kale-rapini-with-oyster-sauce\/","title":{"rendered":"Hello? Seattle?"},"content":{"rendered":"
\"Seattle<\/a>

The Space Needle and Seattle Center as night falls. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)<\/p><\/div>\n

I\u2019ve been in a pseudo state of d\u00e9j\u00e0-vu since we returned to Seattle<\/a> two months ago.<\/p>\n

Considering how long I\u2019ve lived here (albeit off and on), I expected to ease into Seattle life as effortlessly as shimmying into a favorite pair of well-worn jeans.<\/p>\n

Everything I love about this city still exists. The crisp, cool air that makes believe I\u2019m living and breathing spearmint and wildflowers. Delectable dim sum at Jade Garden, including their pillowy-soft har gao<\/em> (shrimp dumplings) and sweet and savory char siu sou<\/em> (bbq pork pastry), for less than $15 per person. A spectacular view of snowcapped mountains in triplicate.<\/p>\n

Then, there are the things I don\u2019t<\/em> love as much. A freeway that is a perpetual parking lot whether or not it\u2019s rush hour. The slate-grey concrete slab that passes for sky and the 50-something temperatures \u2026 it\u2019s April for goodness sake! (Although last weekend was fabulously sunshiney!)<\/p>\n

Yet somehow, I don\u2019t feel like I\u2019m in my<\/em> Seattle. My<\/em> Seattle doesn\u2019t have a toll bridge (paying to cross beautiful Lake Washington is just wrong!). My<\/em> Seattle doesn\u2019t have a dozen hip restaurants I\u2019ve never been to. Add to that the friends who have moved, or drifted, away.<\/p>\n

More likely, I\u2019m feeling the pang of my husband\u2019s absence. He was a huge part of what made Seattle my<\/em> Seattle.<\/p>\n

No sense pining. I figured the only way to remedy the situation was to be like a tourist and reacquaint myself with the city of my past.<\/p>\n

A couple of Wednesdays ago, my friend Ivy and I paid a visit to new-to-me Melrose Market<\/a>. Stepping into the series of conjoined buildings, I was transported to another time and place. What used to be a series of repair and rebuild shops for foreign autos is now a covered shopping arcade housing, among other (mostly food) retailers, Homegrown sustainable sandwiches, Taylor Shellfish Farms, The Calf and the Kid cheese shop, and Rain Shadow Meats.<\/p>\n

At the back corner of the market sat a sweet little flower shop called Marigold and Mint<\/a>. While the blooms were attractive enough, I ended buying a clutch of flowering kale rapini<\/a> from Oxbow Farms for the one reason that they ping-ponged between being familiar and not. It was my first encounter with these greens but their thick purple stalks and serrated leaves reminded me of purple kale, and the yellow flower clusters, gai lan (Chinese broccoli<\/a>). I already knew exactly what I was going to do with them. I was going to prepare them the same way I would gai lan.<\/p>\n

\"kale<\/a>

These gorgeous greens belong as much in a floral bouquet as on your plate!<\/p><\/div>\n

At home, I gently unraveled the bundle–careful to keep the fragile flowerheads from falling off–to find the inner stalks still glistening. Droplets of morning dew perhaps? I\u2019d like to think so!<\/p>\n

I steamed the vegetables in the microwave and plated them. A few lashings of oyster sauce, a drizzle of sesame oil, plus a flurry of fried shallots later, lunch was ready.<\/p>\n

As I took a bittersweet, herbaceous bite of my first kale rapini, I decided that even though Seattle this time round feels different, that\u2019s OK. If I can use tried and true techniques to tame novel ingredients, why not approach life in the same way, by weaving the comfort of the familiar into the foreignness of what\u2019s new.<\/p>\n

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Steamed Kale<\/a> Rapini<\/a> with Oyster Sauce<\/a> and Sesame Oil<\/a><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

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This is more a method than a recipe as I don\u2019t usually bother measuring and eyeball everything, as can you! If you prefer, use an asparagus steamer or simply a pot of boiling water to blanch the vegetables. Just don\u2019t overcook them. Try this with broccolini, kale, or asparagus; the medley of bitter greens, salty-sweet oyster sauce, and nutty sesame oil cannot be beat.<\/p>\n

Makes: 1 to 2 servings as part of a multicourse meal
\nTime: 10 minutes<\/p>\n

2 tablespoons oyster sauce
\n8 ounces flowering kale rapini, trimmed
\nSesame oil
\nFried shallots<\/p>\n

Take your oyster sauce out of the fridge (that’s where I keep mine) and let it stand at room temperature. It will warm up a little, making it easier to drizzle.<\/p>\n

Wash the kale rapini and spread the stalks in a shallow dish. Sprinkle with about 2 tablespoons of water and cover with a damp paper towel or microwave food cover<\/a>\u00a0(I love these!).<\/p>\n

Microwave on high for 2 to 3 minutes until the vegetables turn bright green and are tender to the bite. I like the stems crisp, not soft and floppy. Microwaves vary in power so keep microwaving in 30 second increments until the vegetables are cooked the way you like.<\/p>\n

Arrange the vegetables on a large plate. Drizzle with oyster sauce, sesame oil and sprinkle with fried shallots. Serve with freshly steamed rice.<\/p>\n

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