an obsession with spoons

Have you noticed how many people over on seem to have a special place in their hearts for spoons?  Along with ‘old doors,’ ‘Halloween costume ideas,’ and ‘ads from vintage Vogues,’ ‘spoons,’ in and of itself, is a pretty solid category.

stainless steel grapefruit spoon, $3.95 at crate and barrel

Spoons are wholesome and useful.  Spoons rest nicely together, as do humans.  Some enthusiasts collect old spoons, wondering where they came from and whence they were used.  Some craftspeople produce beautifully rendered pieces that are meant to be used in kitchens and on tabletops for decades.  Some designers cleverly twist the intention of these utensils and make thought-provoking objects on which to gaze.

Brit , who lives in South East London, collects wood from all over the UK and, working in “green” timber, which is yet living, produces a plethora of cooking and serving pieces.  This is high design stuff, which is often on exhibit, no prices given on his site.

will custom-design baby spoon + fork sets engraved from vintage pieces for $48.  Just really really cute.

is another haute designer, this time Danish.  She’s a silversmith who does mostly tabletop and decorative pieces.  This serving spoon set is made with bog oak – contemporary in design, medieval in material.  Website just for admiring.

 ceramic oeuvre is light and airy and feminine and pleasing.  Swift lives in Spain and her collection of spoons is fashioned after the classic silver varieties – then made slightly skewed – the effect is very romantic.  The smallest ones start at £12.

calls his pieces hand-made/readymade mashups and that about sums it up. Hearty, elegant and quite subversive.  No shopping from the site.

In Los Angeles, , renders these lovely spoons using ceramic and roughish wood, $48.

, hand-carves these long spoons from oak using plum flower designs. inspired by ancient Japanese crest motifs.  $85 each.

If you just can’t get enough of spoons, sells a book on them by Jasper Morrison for $23.50.

Happy hunting . . . Anne

Around the Puget Sound there is a great little chain of supermarkets called . In addition to featuring great produce, a solid selection of wines – bottles from Europe and South America but also Washington and Oregon – and a mile-long wall of wonderful coffees, they’ve got an intriguing “international” section, mostly featuring the culinary favorites of fellow Pacific Rim cultures.  I dove in.

Following are a few highlights.  Central Market does not have online shopping, so I’ve given you the links where you can order these products.

is a brand that is actually based in Massachusetts – however, they’re making a traditional Mexican-style chocolate using stone mills that is certified organic and free trade. Plus, it’s kosher.  The chocolate is soft and a little airy, and you can discern the stone ground chocolate granules.  There are a few different flavors, I bought two discs of Guajillo Chile for $4.50, the sweetness is followed by a mild-mannered blast of heat.  Excellent.

I bought something called Salty Seed ($2.50) from , a Chinese outfit out of Honolulu, Hawaii.  Central Market carried a full array of snacks from Kaj’s, the kind of treats you find in Chinese candy/dried plum/nut stores.  Seeing the ingredients on the read “plum, salt,” I thought I knew what I was in for.  Unfortunately these snacks were impenetrable to the teeth (like a seed – could I not read?) and salty beyond what is humanly endurable.  If you know how to enjoy Salty Seed and care to share it with me, I’m dying to learn.

Lastly, I picked up a package of Vietnamese tapioca sheets, beautiful little tortillas that turn opaque when used, perfect for showcasing vegetables and proteins inside your spring rolls.  These are pre-cooked – all you do is wet them, brushing them with a paper towel, before folding up your rolls.  They’re a little sticky.  You can get them at for $3.19. Thanks, .

And this wraps up my exploration of food shopping in the Pacific Northwest.  No complaints here.

Happy hunting . . . Anne

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afternoon tea at the Empress

Victoria, in British Columbia, is a nice town.  It’s a place where you can effectively avoid too much data or stimulation, like Puerto Rico or Wyoming.  People go there in droves to gaze at a pretty bay or take bus trips to or launch long bike rides or follow whales.  It also happens to be the for all of British Columbia – there’s a statue of a young Queen Victoria on the lawn there – and the city so has one or two lovely buildings and a revitalized old shopping and dining district.

The Fairmont Empress Hotel, built in 1908 at the mouth of the bay, is a grand old gal.  The kind of place you can wander around looking upward.  Afternoon tea is a long-standing tradition there.  Yes, it’s touristy and high-volume, but it’s also performed with professionalism and care in an institutional but elegantly ornamented setting.  With Queen Mary staring down at you serenely.

For $59 Canadian a person, you get a tower of sandwiches, scones and cakes, and your own pot of tea.  For an extra $30, you get an artisanal cheese with honey – enthusiastically brought out by one of the chefs.  All the classic teas are there to choose from – Assam, Earl Grey, Darjeeling, Green – and the Empress’s own special blend, which has a great balance of fruit with bitter.  Not surprisingly, the light, fresh salmon rolls were superb, the scones were crumbly and sweet, and the meringues were fantastic.

The advent of tea as a meal was reportedly begun by the Duchess of Bedford in the early 1800s, who found herself needing a revitalizing thing or two to eat and drink mid-afternoon.  Still true today!  Tea, with the pouring and the numerous accoutrements and the gossip – is about process and the negative space between actions and, at the Empress, you have to assert a tempered pace on your own, but if you can drone out the bustle, concentrate on the view, and sip slowly, it’s wonderful.

We left with a complementary box of the special Empress blend, which contained ten tea bags, great for sharing with someone at home.

Happy hunting . . . Anne

I recently traveled to the Pacific Northwest for some family time and for the first time visited Granville Island in Vancouver.  Vancouver, as a city, is both low-key and sophisticated.  It’s hard to be anything but humble in the face of the stunning natural beauty of the region, but Vancouver is also a global financial center with an international population and decidedly un-provencal tastes.  We stayed in a hotel in the West End, where mid-rise, mid-century apartment towers rose up among leafy parks and residents dressed for some kind of sport picked up coffee or stopped into restaurants representing all corners of the world.

We visited the outstanding  with its energetic, contemporary program (and fantastic café!), learned about the force of nature that was painter/author/BC celebrity, Emily Carr, appreciated the , and caught a little cricket in the old, elegant playing fields of Stanley Park.

Granville Island is a smallish island just across False Creek from the central part of Vancouver, and we took a tiny, rainbow-colored Aquabus over.  The Island is developed as a destination and features the Public (food) Market, shops, and performing arts venues. Shopping for general goods was mind-numbingly touristy but the food was positively transcendent.

The  reflects the City’s love of fresh, high-quality food and its global perspective.  It has depth and soul while being clean and civilized.  You can find all kinds of hard-to-find pantry items or locally grown produce to go, or you can sit down and have lunch – a simple veggie sandwich, filling poutine (a word that just knows it’s sinful)a big bowl of broth.  In the midst of all the Asian noodles, extremely fresh fishes, and lovingly rendered cookies, it never hurts to have those solid, Canadian underpinnings of Anglophile tea collections and French patés.  It’s all here.

I’m going to let the images speak for themselves.

I was especially enraptured with the , an incredible shop that offers food from everywhere in a knowledgeable and intelligent way.

Sweet stuff, fun stuff, practical stuff . . .

As we visited in August, the Market was crowded and we had to jockey for a table, but it’s Canada – everyone says “excuse me.”

Happy hunting . . . Anne

Stumped.  I’ve never seen any product from the Ararat Valley, so when I picked up a jar of Plum Preserve from , a company that partners with Armenian farmers to make delicious artisanal jams, I was intrigued.

The Ararat Valley, where Harvest Song gets it produce, lays under the powerful presence of Mount Ararat, which many believe is the landing site of Noah’s Arc.  The produce is grown in the Valley’s fertile, volcanic soil under intense sun – in some places the farms sit at 1,800 above sea level – fed by natural springs.

The Plum Preserve is smooth and tart - in a good, I-know-what-I’m-doing kind of way – and really pairs well on toast with a subtle and perhaps slightly sweet base like goat cheese.

Harvest Song offers a wide range of flavors and blends – apple, pear and quince, strawberry, pit fruits including apricot, plum, cherry and peach, figs and tea rose.

I picked up a 12 oz jar at my local  for $7.99, but Harvest Song also has an  where you can order at will.

Happy hunting . . . Anne

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I love a nice fish platter.  Even better, an entire set – platter, cake-size dishes, and sometimes even a tureen for a sauce.  I don’t own one – there’s just not room in my apartment for such a luxury – but it’s such a lovely and elegant way to signal that cooking an entire fish is an event worthy of an extra gesture of care.

Fish plates first showed up in Southern Italy in classical times where Greeks were making terra cotta plates.  From a sheer design perspective, fish, and other sea creatures, go so well on plates, their positioning on the circular forms seem to suggest their movement in water.  Here’s one from the collection of the Metropolitan Museum of Art dated ca. 350-325 B.C.

Of course, the Italians have been making massive, colorful platters for serving whole fish for millennia.  Fast forward to 19th century Western Europe when wealth met connoisseurship, resulting in a proliferation of goods designed to service more materially complicated lives.  Suddenly there was tableware created for specific kinds of food.

A lovely, sea foam-colored Woods Ivory Ware set from Victorian England. (Click on the images to visit the websites.)

19th century O. Gotherz made in Czechoslovakia, each plate a different species.

This 15-piece set from Limoges can be yours for $4,500.

Williams Sonoma carries on our more formal culinary traditions and always has a set of fish plates available.

West Elm does too, but in a more casual way suited for today’s hip families.

I love Milestone Decal Art’s cheeky and fun line of platters featuring different varieties of fish, squid included.

And here’s a vintage set of glass fish platters I spotted on ETSY.

If you have a set of fish plates in your possession, please share!

Happy hunting . . . Anne

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I was up in historic-but-hip Hudson, New York this weekend enjoying the charms of the Mid-Hudson region in general.  While in Hudson, I stopped in at , a wonderfully select but spacious specialty food store – catering to the town’s sophisticated palate – on Warren Street, its main thoroughfare.

It was here I found, among many other treasures, a jar of Chutney Fever, specifically Date Cranberry Chutney ($9.99), on the shelves.  Firstly, how could I possibly resist a product called Chutney Fever?  Secondly, how could I pass up trying an organic product from the Fingerlake Region, from a town called Trumansburg, NY?  Obviously, I couldn’t, because here it is in my kitchen ready to be consumed.

If you’re in any way iffy on the notion of spicy fruit, consider the following.   is technically tomato (a fruit) mixed with hot minced peppers, among other ingredients.  so masterfully lends heat to refreshing and juicy papaya – it’s genius. Indian chutney goes further to mix fire with sweetness in a thick jam-like spread, and what you get is an intriguing blend that’s great on many different kinds of bases: protein – chicken or duck; dairy – yogurt or ice cream; or bread – naan or dosa.

We’ve all tasted a lot of mango chutney, but who’s tried date cranberry?  The dates give the spread body and richness, the cranberries give it zing.  Chutney Fever gave this blend just a touch of heat for kick.

If you don’t plan to be in Hudson, the easiest way to get your hands on this or other Chutney Fever products is to visit the for organic specialty foods.  There you can find many more varieties of Chutney Fever from Jae’s Organic Food, including Mango Mustard, Blueberry Orange and Apricot Ginger.  A three-pack is $19.99.

Happy hunting . . . Anne

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