Hot Out of the Oven

One day in 2004, when Sol Food first opened in San Rafael, a customer—a regular!—left behind the worst kind of tip. In a now-infamous letter that has been posted at the restaurant ever since, he rued the brightly painted exterior as a “lime green blight” on the presumably subtler palette of Marin County.

Nearly a decade later, to say that Marinites have embraced the bold brushstrokes and flavors of the Puerto Rican eatery would be a gross understatement. To keep up with her customers’ ravenous appetites over the past decade, owner Marisol “Sol” Hernandez opened two more locations in San Rafael, all within walking distance of each other.

So it’s little surprise that Sol Food recently opened in Mill Valley to great aplomb, including lines out the door and lauds in Sunset magazine. Though tucked into a neutral-hued commercial space, expect the same cheerful pastel doors, drippy foliage, sumptuous island fare, fizzy drinks and warm, friendly service.

In another far-flung corner of Marin (where Sir Francis Drake meets Highway 1), the quaint white farmhouse of the Olema Inn has been revamped into the Olema, featuring the new small-plates restaurant Sir and Star.

To pair with the taxidermy birds on the dining room walls, why not stomach something just as fowl: the “faux gras,” a mousse made of local duck liver, which the menu warns is “so delicious it should be illegal.” With a playful menu that reads more like cheeky haiku—there’s Marrow in the Bone with an Onion Jam of Tales That Once Wagged Nearby and A Neighbor’s Quail Plumped with Kale Nested in Wild Greens Pillaged Within Reach—it’s nice to see dedicated locavores taking themselves lightly.

Farther north, in Bodega Bay, where the fried-fish joints and windblown foliage don’t change much, it’s hard to miss the new spooky-looking sign for the Birds Cafe, perched snugly between Highway 1 and the bay across from Pelican Plaza. Owned by Bodega Bay native Melissa Freeman, a former real estate agent turned caterer and home-delivery meal professional, the cafe serves up all the coastal standards (fish ‘n’ chips, clam chowder, fish tacos). Also on offer are slices of deep fried pies, which can be enjoyed with a view of the bay on the large outdoor deck—just watch out for those seagulls!

Santa Rosans, take heart: your (long overdue!) downtown bagel shop has arrived. Again. After closing due to a tragic fire on the corner of Brookwood and Fourth in 2009, the longtime Sebastopol-based favorite Grateful Bagel has opened another Santa Rosa incarnation, this one right smack downtown in the former Hot Dog City spot. Pesto pizza bagel? Check. Morning Bun, the love child of a croissant and a cinnamon roll? Check. Your favorite cream cheese? Er . . . last time I popped in, they were out of both veggie and berry, but were more than happy to improvise with jam.

And speaking of improvisation, what do you get when you partner up an expert smoothie-maker with a research geek? Why, liquid nitrogen ice cream, of course! Tucked into the unassuming Dave’s Market on Third Street at Dutton, NitroKarma serves up quick-freezing ice cream with a conscience. Former social workers Renee and Madeline aim to “create good karma through utilizing happy scoops . . . to empower others in their lives.” That’s right, each scoop of cucumber lime and house-roasted butter pecan brings them closer to their goal of subsidizing social programs for youth.

Thanks to the downtown riverfront overhaul and culinary revival, the city of Napa is no longer playing second fiddle to its quainter neighbors St. Helena and Yountville. Exhibit A: Empire, the new restaurant and cocktail lounge located inside the Andaz Hotel, Napa’s newest (and, at five stories, tallest) overnight destination.

The décor is Old World swank, with antique organ pipes backing the bar, a knight’s shield, leather-clad walls and an old-fashioned marble and chrome beverage cart. Live jellyfish bob in tall glass tanks that lend a neon blue hue to the candlelit surroundings. Though the cocktail takes center stage (egg whites and bitters and Germain-Robin Craft Method Brandy, oh my!), small plates are served until 2am on Friday and Saturday nights. Think roast turkey breast sliders, cauliflower fritters, and a do-it-yourself mashed potato featuring seasonal accompaniments.

In another nod to the past, Odalisque Cafe in San Rafael draws its inspiration from a 17th-century French painting denoting the Ottoman Empire. (Although the coy, graceful woman depicted in La Grande Odalisque is a far cry from the historical odalik, a Turkish female maidservant or concubine). On the plate, this translates to an amalgam of French, Mediterranean and North African flavors in dishes like tagine of lamb and fennel soup. Appropriately sharing a building with Art Works Downtown, the cafe—from the shiny wood flooring to the silver coffee trays and geometric-patterned throw pillows—is itself a work of art.

Whether you’re a dedicated gourmand or casual nibbler, and whether your taste runs urban chic or rustic harbor, there’s no better time to try something new. Just be sure to leave the right kind of tip.

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LOCAL HONORS

Not a single North Bay restaurant made OpenTable’s Top 100 Hot Spot Restaurants list, and that’s just fine by us. Who in the world wants to compete for elbow room at a mega-crowded “hottest place in town” when there’s cool, relaxing outdoor dining to be had? Alas, OpenTable’s just-released Top 100 Outdoor Dining list bestow honors on four local restaurants with exceptional open-air seating, and we couldn’t agree more. To wit:

Auberge du Soleil Rutherford, Napa County

Corks Restaurant at Russian River Vineyards Forestville, Sonoma County

L’appart Resto San Anselmo, Marin County

Rustic, Francis’s Favorites Geyserville, Sonoma County

In related news, Zagat has just released its “30 Under 30” list of Bay Area food-world up-and-comers, which includes a handful of more-than-deserving North Bay faces:

Heidi Brown culinary liason at the Restaurant at Meadowood

Jessica Entzel pastry chef at Morimoto Napa

Ryan Harris sales and marketing manager at Fatted Calf Charcuterie

Erik Johnson sommelier at Thomas Keller Restaurant Group

Collin McDonnell and Shane Goepel (pictured) founders and brewers at HenHouse Brewing Co.

Cappy Sorentino bar manger at Spoonbar, h2hotel

Provoking, Pursuing and Profiling

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How can George Zimmerman claim he shot Trayvon Martin in self-defense when, in fact, Trayvon was defending himself from Zimmerman? How can Zimmerman claim he was standing his ground when, in fact, it was Trayvon who was standing his ground? And why was Zimmerman’s version of the events leading up to the shooting accepted as gospel truth without question or investigation? Did they even check for blood on the sidewalk upon which Zimmerman claims to have been beaten?

The fact is, Zimmerman racially profiled Trayvon and wrongly identified him as a possible criminal. He followed Trayvon. He might even have confronted Trayvon and tried to detain him. For all we know, Zimmerman pulled his gun on Trayvon prior to the fight, and that’s what prompted Trayvon to attack him.

Regardless, Zimmerman’s actions were those of an aggressor, and his actions provoked the fight that he was losing. But just because he was losing a fight that he started didn’t give him the right to shoot and kill someone. You can’t claim self-defense when you are the aggressor.

The jury got it wrong. The prosecutor did a bad job. The judge provided inadequate guidance to a confused jury that wanted to convict for manslaughter. The justice system failed. Again.

Chris Wenmoth lives in Santa Rosa.

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Tiny Bubbles

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Suddenly, sparkling. Have you noticed? In just a few years, the trend in wine country’s tasting rooms has gone from, “Hi, are you here for tasting?” to “Hi, may I offer you a glass of sparkling wine?” (Why, yes, you may indeed.) Unlike many other trends, however—unoaked Chardonnay, say, or chocolates with Cabernet—a single company has made much of this possible.

It was not always so, this sparkling boom. Long before the gold rush on Napa Valley vineyard real estate began, there was the Gold Rush. As in ’49ers, with bags of gold, whooping it up in old Frisco. Despite the stereotype of a grizzled prospector leading a mule train past your mind’s eye, when the ’49ers partied, they downed enormous quantities of Champagne. Within months, savvy entrepreneurs were looking for ways to supply them from a little closer in. Buena Vista Winery’s Champagne cellars are relics of this era; somewhat later on, the brothers Korbel career-shifted from lumber to liquid gold, a success that lasts to this day.

After Prohibition, Paul Masson was “fermented in the bottle,” and the little old winemaker tippled Italian Swiss Colony’s pink Champagne—both big brands nationally advertised on television. Besides a few determined individuals like Napa’s Hanns Kornell, that’s been the sparkling story hereabouts—and after Schramsberg made headlines in the early 1970s with its Blanc de Blancs, the heavies from Reims moved in.

Since then, we’ve seen an explosion of boutique cellars, family farmers turned winemakers, and renegade garagistes. We have Zinfandel specialists, cool-climate Rhône rangers and dabblers in Aglianico. So why leave sparkling wine to the big guys?

Because the barrier to entry is high in expensive equipment and expertise, says Mark Garaventa, vice president of business development at Rack & Riddle, a custom crush facility in Hopland that offers full-service méthode champenoise wine production. Making sparkling wine is not as easy as homebrewing a batch of beer, says Garaventa. In the past, some do-it-yourselfers took losses of up to 100 percent of their vintage, if done incorrectly.

“We would like to think we’re partly responsible for wineries getting involved at a small scale,” Garaventa says.

It’s an understatement. “The equipment to do this properly is so very expensive that I do not know any grower-producers that are doing all of this themselves,” Kathleen Inman explains. At her property in Santa Rosa, she grows the Pinot Noir for Inman Family Wines “Endless Crush” Brut Rosé Nature, and trucks the grapes up to Hopland. Clients also may bring their finished wine to Rack & Riddle, where their winemakers oversee the tirage and riddling processes.

“I believe that people like Norm at Flying Goat and Wes at Clos Pepe, myself and Thomas George are at the leading edge of a ‘grower bubbles/farmers fizz’ trend in California,” Inman says, referring to the slang term for Champagne’s small-scale bubbly phenomenon. They’re quickly being followed by dozens of others.

The appeal of vintage-dated, sparkling wines from a grower’s own vineyard is powerful, says Rack & Riddle’s Cynthia Faust. “It makes you feel like you’re a valued customer,” she says, when someone at the tasting room immediately greets visitors with “May I start you with a sparkling?” If they walk out and don’t buy it, there’s no second chance at the supermarket.

“These clients are not competing with the mass markets and BevMos of the world,” says Garaventa. “It’s a hand sell.” Indeed—besides traditional Champagne region grapes Pinot Noir and Chardonnay, clients bring in oddballs like Malbec, Grenache, Syrah and Merlot—sparkling Merlot! “The Merlot turned out really nice,” Faust notes. “He was really happy with it.”

Cynthia Faust has started her own stylish label, Breathless, with her sisters. Rebecca Faust and Bruce Lundquist, both with experience in the sparkling wine business, co-founded Rack & Riddle in 2007. It’s grown from 5,000 cases to some 75,000 in five years, not including a big contract with Piper Sonoma. The cavernous facility, formerly leased by the Fetzer brand for cold storage, is packed with tanks from 500 to 50,000 gallons, deep canyons of stacked crates, and automated ridding machines that coax the spent yeast into disgorging position.

So you wanna be your own Dom Pérignon? Serving commercial clients, Rack & Riddle isn’t in the one-barrel, “vanity label” business, not yet (see sidebar). But they will sell you a bottle of their own North Coast sparkling wine, in four flavors: Brut, Rosé, Blanc de Noirs, and Blanc de Blancs, which recently won Best of Class in Sunset magazine’s wine competition.

Although they’re set up more as a working office than a hospitality center, they do welcome occasional visitors, who may buy a bottle or, yes, a Rack & Riddle baseball cap. Attentive fans of Trader Joe’s brand of sparkling wine will note this as the source, where the price ($20) is somewhat more than at the discount market.

“It’s our belief that every winery should have a sparkling wine in their portfolio,” Garaventa suggests. To that end, Rack & Riddle sells “shiners,” finished and bottled wines that lack only for a label. Wineries can slap on their own, and voilà! One even won a state fair gold medal with theirs. But deception is not the object. Many clients, having jump-started their sparkling program, return with their own grapes, because, why wouldn’t they? “Because bubbly makes people happy,” says Garaventa. “Bubbly kicks off the party.”

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BUBBLE IT YOURSELF

So the bubbles have gone to your head, and you want your own Cuvée Luxury? If you have enough grapes or wine, Hopland’s Rack & Riddle can do it—but deals in minimums of 500 gallons. If you have a reseller’s license, you can purchase as few as 132 cases of shiners.

But if you just need a few cases because you’re throwing a big party, wedding, sending out holiday gifts to business clients, or you just like stealing away to your “cellar” to produce wines with labels that read, “from the cellar of J. R. Puffinpride” for dinner guests, there’s Windsor Vineyards. Founded in the way-back by Sonoma County icon Rodney Strong, Windsor Vineyards still offers personalized labels on North Coast appellation bottles of sparkling wine or a set of darling little single-serving, 187-milliliter party favor bottles. (Windsor Vineyards, tasting room at 308-B Center St., Healdsburg. 800.289.9463.)

But no. Your head is lousy with bubbles. Mad with mousse. You’re a fermentation warrior and you’re going to do it yourself. It can be done, but first, get some advice. “We help people make champagne all the time,” says the Beverage People’s Nancy Vineyard.

The first thing you need to do is make a low alcohol wine, about 19 percent. Then dose it with sugar so that it creates carbonation in the bottle. Unlike homebrewing beer, however, sparkling wine requires two to three times the amount of sugar. “We recommend a little lower pressure than commercially used—for safety and because it will be enough carbonation,” says Vineyard.

An innovative solution for a riddling rack came from a Beverage People customer—standard milk crates with wooden dowels fit through the slots to create a grid in which the bottles can rest, sort of a miniature version of Rack & Riddle’s wire crates. The store sells many of the rest of the supplies needed—a large bottle capper, plastic plugs called bidules for disgorging—but you may wish to head to the hardware store of the more important items: goggles for eye protection. Watch where you point that bottle! (The Beverage People, 1845 Piner Road, ste. D, Santa Rosa. 707.544.2520.)

Letters to the Editor: July 24, 2013

Efren’s Arrest

Thank you for your well-aimed, and even compassionate, response to Efren Carrillo’s arrest and banishment to a rehab center (“Falling Star,” July 17). I’m guessing paying your property taxes late doesn’t look like such a big deal anymore.

So now that our “rising star” supervisor has shot himself in his own foot, I’m hoping we will follow Pieter Myers suggestion and join together to find Gov. Brown a replacement who is genuinely interested in serving the fifth district.

I have a few good suggestions, so sign me up for the committee. Anybody out there have the governor’s ear?

Guerneville

Thank you very much for your swift and direct countering of the spin machine already well underway. You called it exactly right, and we have now seen the indications that there is far more wrong with this public servant and his ability to represent the interest of hundreds of thousands of people’s well-being—and it matters big-time to the whole county.

Your paper is really the biggest weapon we have to counter the propaganda to come, and I believe there is no choice but to use it to its fullest now. I am writing to plead with you to fire back relentlessly week after week with every bolded, featured and countering weapon you’ve got to keep the intelligent and truthful perspective in plain sight.

Major issues affecting the whole county for years to come are what is at stake. Even before this, Carrillo had shown his true colors and betrayed many in favor of big money interests. We must not let his white-washers also make a travesty of justice and manipulate, twist or bribe a different outcome for Carrillo than would have resulted for the average Joe.

Forestville

Boy, do you guys know something we don’t know? I know little about Efren Carrillo, but I found the article by Gabe Meline to be offensive in a seeming rush to harsh judgment. From the subheadline “Efren Carrillo’s most recent arrest” to repeating, in a one page article, that Carrillo was arrested in his underwear and socks, I believe, seven times. Then, the psychoanalysis at the end. Honestly. Fair and balanced? Help me here.

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Like the Press Democrat‘s recent editorial, Gabe Meline is right to highlight the incident’s alleged facts, for they are too disturbing to ignore or deflect or minimize. How our local political leaders and media respond to these disturbing facts and the issues they raise risks defining their and even our county’s reputation for a long time. I sincerely wish Efren the best with any efforts at recovery, and I expect our local political leaders and media to address the disturbing issues raised when a local elected official is “arrested in his underwear and socks after trying to break into a woman’s bedroom at 3:40 in the morning.” Efren is not the victim. He is the suspect.

Santa Rosa

As a lifelong resident of Sonoma County and the fifth district, I find Supervisor Carrillo’s behavior reprehensible and unbefitting of a Sonoma County supervisor, or any other public official, for that matter. Putting the outcome of the criminal case aside, the damage is done. Going over to a woman’s home, cutting her window screen, waking her up by disturbing the blinds, then going to the front door, knocking on the door and then running away is an indication of a very serious lack of judgment—or perhaps something even worse. Yet, he continues to blame “his” problems on alcohol, and so do his handlers.

They are doing him no favors by continuing to offer up lame excuses which seem to only get progressively worse every time they open their mouths. Quite frankly, the idiocy of such excuses is an insult to the good citizens of this county.

Had his “friends” truly wanted to help him, they would have gotten him help long before this shameful incident rather than waiting until something like this latest fiasco occurred.

I’ve read the words “I,” “me,” “I’m,” “him” and “Efren” more times than I can count. But I’m still waiting to read or hear the words “her” and “she.” “I apologize” and “I’m sorry” to the victim would be nice, too.

There’s a victim in all this, all right, and “his” name isn’t Efren.

Sebastopol

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Elegy for a Life

In Fruitvale Station, Bay Area filmmaker Ryan Coogler insists Oscar Grant—shot and killed by BART police officer Johannes Mehserle in 2009—was more than just a thug, and reminds knee-jerkers that being drunk and disorderly isn’t a capital crime.

Michael B. Jordan’s restrained portrayal of Oscar Grant affects even those who don’t want to be manipulated—who want to watch this story with unfogged eyes. Jordan gives us the charisma of the unlucky man from Hayward, a cherished father to his daughter Tatiana (Ariana Neal, a prodigy), someone who wanted to do right so badly that he tattooed the name of his church on his shoulders.

But we’re allowed to see the sinner in Grant. We can feel for this young man’s confusion and desperation. We follow him running errands on the last day of his life: bitter coincidence, it was his mother’s birthday. Octavia Spencer’s excellence in this role will dazzle those who remember how good she was in The Help; there’s iron-clad evenness in her voice when she uses the euphemism “taking your vacations” to describe her son’s period in prison.

Coogler has a sharp, clean 90-minute film with no fat on it. But the next level of filmmaking would have counterpointed Grant’s life with the story of Mehserle, played by Kevin Durand. In real life, the Napa-raised, SSU-educated Mehserle’s own wife was ready to give birth any minute—which mirrors Fruitvale Station‘s insistence on Grant as a loving father. Moreover, Mehserle had faced an armed passenger earlier that night, and is depicted as horrified after the shooting. I doubt that hardliners who want to believe that a cackling racist executed Grant for fun can be satisfied by the plausible explanation that in the heat of the moment Mehserle drew a gun instead of a taser.

But who could blame extremists? Fruitvale Station‘s release follows hard on the atrocity of the Travyon Martin case. Coogler sums up Grant’s story with a peaceful demonstration, not the nights of rage; the audience is left with tears instead of easy solutions. It might not help, but I wonder how much it costs to rename a BART station after a person.

‘Fruitvale Station’ opens Friday, July 26, at Summerfield Cinemas.

‘Stalin’s Plan’

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Despite their best efforts, including accusations of totalitarianism and property-rights infringement, opponents of Plan Bay Area failed to sway a nearly unanimous passing vote on July 18 by the Association of Bay Area Governments (ABAG) and the Metropolitan Transportation Commission (MTC). Jake Mackenzie, a Rohnert Park council member, sits on the MTC and is a member of ABAG’s general assembly. He was at the seven-hour-long meeting where the deciding vote in favor of Plan Bay Area was cast. More than four hours of that meeting were taken up by public comment.

“We were being compared to Hitler, Stalin and totalitarian regimes,” says Mackenzie. “Nothing could be further from the truth.”

A group calling itself Citizen Marin chartered a 48-seat shuttle to bring opponents to the meeting at the Oakland Marriott, according to the Marin Independent Journal. Protesters outnumbered those testifying in favor of the plan (“They had made a very deliberate effort by busing people in to have a large number testifying for their point of view,” says Mackenzie), which provides incentives for the building of affordable and high-density housing—along with increased use of public transportation—in 160 priority development areas as a way of meeting greenhouse-gas-reduction goals for the coming century.

Plan Bay Area consists of a series of four-year plans that will be under continuous review, says Mackenzie. “It’s going to be a dynamic situation, and it’s not going to be cast in concrete,” he explains. “It’s not like tablets coming down from some mountain or something like that.”

Local control over land-use decisions will still rest with the city and the county, according to Mackenzie. “The opponents claim that we are forcing people to live in high-density housing, high rises and taking away their cars,” he adds. “These are blatant untruths.”

Modern Star

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‘What I love about doing concerts,” says Tony-award-winning actress and singer Sutton Foster, “is it gives me a chance to step out of character and just be myself. Yes, people have seen me on Broadway and TV, playing all of these interesting characters. Now people get to meet me. They get to discover what it is that appeals to me as an artist, to find out who I really am.

“And hopefully,” Foster laughs, “people will still like me.”

Foster, who played Michelle on the ABC Family series

Bunheads, is best known for her work on Broadway, where she’s made a career of transforming iconic movie characters into equally iconic stage characters. She won her first Tony as the lead in Thoroughly Modern Millie, the stage adaptation of the 1967 Julie Andrews film, and went on to appear as Jo March in the 2004 musical adaptation of Little Women, the yodeling lab-assistant Inga in Young Frankenstein and the rough-and-tumble Princess Fiona in Shrek: The Musical. She also created the role of actress-in-love Janet van de Graaf in The Drowsy Chaperone, and went on to win her second Tony as Reno in the 2011 Broadway revival of Cole Porter’s Anything Goes.

On Aug. 1, in a one-night-only concert at Jack London State Park, Foster performs highlights from her Broadway shows, along with songs from her two solo albums. The concert is presented by the Transcendence Theatre Company, which has transformed the old winery ruins at Jack London into one of the hottest spots for live performance in the Bay Area. When Foster learned about the open-air, summertime shows, she quickly signed on for a performance under the stars in wine country.

“I’m really looking forward to performing outside,” says Foster, who will be accompanied by her longtime musical director Michael Rafter, and also by actress-singer Megan McGinnis, who played Beth to Foster’s Jo in Little Women. It’s not a long shot to guess they’ll be performing Little Women’s show-stopping duet “Some Things Are Meant to Be.”

And there may be some surprises, as well.

“We’ll be doing some songs that are brand-new to us,” Foster says. “I think it will be a nice, chill evening. Every song has been chosen with great care. Each one is an expression of who I am and how I feel. I would say this is going to be a very personal show.”

Opus One

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I really had no idea about Opus One until the late 1990s, when my Sonoma-centric viticulture instructor derided the way the estate’s petite grapevines were trained low to the ground, as seen in Margaux. They’re roasting in the sun over there, he pointed out—and imagine the back injury!

But later a coworker of mine praised it: “I only drink Cabernet Sauvignon,” the 19-year-old gushed. “Opus One. It’s the best.” Napa hubris or last word in luxury? Intrigued, I made an appointment to see for myself a scant 15 years later.

Opus One stands out mainly for not standing out. Half-buried under an earthen mound, crowned by an airy pergola, the look is low-profile, high-style. In a neoclassical courtyard, chamber music plays from disguised speakers in a grove of olive trees.

There is no tasting bar—not at first glance. Tour groups meet their guide in the antique-furnished Salon, savoring a pour of entry-level Overture ($80)—which is not, we’re told, made up of inferior lots that didn’t make the Opus One cut—while getting briefed on the story: When Baron Philippe de Rothschild met Robert Mondavi at a trade conference in 1970, he got an idea. Eight years later, the baron, who had transformed Château Mouton Rothschild decades earlier, formed a partnership with California’s upstart wine royalty to make a single, Bordeaux-style estate wine. Today, Opus One maintains sales offices in Bordeaux, Tokyo and Hong Kong, where it enjoys particularly high prestige.

Our guide was knowledgeable and flexible—he can talk root stock taxonomy, if that’s what you really want. On the crush floor, fancy-toy viewing includes dual oscillating paddleless destemmers and computerized air-jet grape ejectors. In the mood-lit cellar, perfect, red-striped barrels rest in arcing rows—there are no stacking, honking forklifts in the Opus One sanctum.

After all the buildup, I expected an extended sit-down, our guide expounding, and then guests gurgling and enthusing. That’s how these things usually go. But no. We got our pour, thanked the guide, and everybody took a hike. The rooftop patio is a popular spot to drink in the view, while Opus is available by the glass and off-sale in the Partners’ Room below. And? The 2009 Opus One Cabernet Sauvignon ($225) is pretty good—wet cigar, medley of dark fruit, lingering pencil lead aftertaste. And if you want to know if it’s absolutely better than the rest of the high-priced Cabs now sold in this valley, there’s an easy way to find out: just ask the folks confidently smacking down their credit cards for another two cases in the Partners’ Room.

Opus One Winery, 7900 St. Helena Hwy., Oakville. 707.944.9442. By appointment daily, 10am–4pm. Tour and tasting, $60–$90; tasting only, $40. 707.944.9442.

Scream for Joy

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Jazmin Hooijer knew exactly what to do with the bounty of figs delivered straight from the backyard tree to the ice cream cart—caramelize the figs, add a dash of verjus (the tart juice from unripe grapes used for centuries in European and Middle Eastern cooking) and swirl it all up in a mascarpone ice cream.

That flavor is just one of the delicious concoctions on Nimble & Finn’s Ice Cream menu after Hooijer, who lives in Cazadero with her family, launched the tiny business in May 2013. Summer flavors range from a bright and tangy lemon verbena and Meyer lemon olive oil with dark chocolate chips to more traditional offerings like blueberry cheesecake, chocolate with salted pretzels and one of the most authentic tasting mint ice creams I’ve ever come across. “I like to take classic flavor profiles and do something new and unusual,” explains Hooijer, as she describes a woodsy, sweet and earthy tasting coriander ice cream with a vanilla base.

Made with mainly seasonal, organic and local ingredients, flavors shift on a weekly basis. “We wanted to have a homemade feel, but really nicely homemade and extra delicious,” says Hooijer, a baker who shifted to ice cream after taking time off to raise her two children, now two and four. Her plan is to continue selling at farmers markets while expanding into festivals and private events, with a possible storefront in the future.

“Selling ice cream, well, it doesn’t get much happier than that,” she says. “People literally squeal and dance and scream for joy when they see what I have.” Nimble & Finn’s Ice Cream is available at the Occidental Bohemian Farmers Market and West End Farmers Market. www.nimbleandfinns.com. 707.217.5885.

Fish Tales

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We’re about halfway through the commercial fishing season for salmon, when quality is high and prices are low for wild, Pacific salmon. This presents an opportunity for savvy shoppers to gather a stash of fish to freeze and subsequently feast on all year long. But doing so requires care and focus. The process includes many steps, all of which have to be done just right—small lapses here and there can quickly add up to the difference between expensive disappointment and affordable delicacy. The two phases of this endeavor are the purchase and the processing of the fish.

I cruise the fish counters and seafood markets until I find fresh fish at a good price, at a fish counter that looks clean and well managed. Next, I ask the manager if it’s possible to buy whole fish, minus the guts and heads.

I prefer my fish headless because while I don’t mind some fish head soup now and then, I don’t want to pay the same price for the heads that I pay for the bodies. But I do want the collar, which is at the end of the fish’s body, right before the head and gills, where the pectoral fins attach on either side. Sometimes called spare ribs of the ocean, collars contain big chunks of rich, succulent flesh.

There are several reasons why I prefer whole fish to pre-cut fish. The price per pound is lower, even after accounting for the bones you pay for. More importantly, with whole fish the flesh receives less handling than do fillets, and the flesh remains protected from the air by the skin. This leaves the meat in better shape when you get it home. And whole fish can be cut into steaks, which is the best way to freeze salmon.

Freezing steaks is preferable to fillets for much the same reason that purchasing whole fish makes more sense than buying parts: the flesh is better protected from exposure to air, reducing the potential for spoilage. With steaks, most of the meat remains covered by the skin, with only the two cut ends exposed.

Some people complain about the bones in salmon steaks. But I think the bone situation is arguably preferable compared to filets. Fillets sometimes contain short, hidden short bones that can catch you by surprise. But with steaks, the bones all remain attached to the spine. You know where the bones are, and the flesh falls off them without hesitation. And when cooking steaks, those bones add flavor, in the same way bones add flavor to stock.

After purchasing the fish, bring it straight home, on ice, and get to work. I soak them in a strong saltwater solution to remove any slime—it’s an inexact mixture of about half a cup of salt in a big vessel of water. Once the salt is dissolved, add ice to the water, and then the fish.

Remove each fish from the salt water, rinse thoroughly, pat dry, and cut it crosswise into about three to five sections, depending on how big the fish is and how many mouths you plan on feeding per sitting. The sections can be cut into individual steaks when the fish is thawed, but for the sake of protecting the flesh from exposure to air, it’s better to freeze larger pieces that can be cut into portion sizes when cooking.

When cutting your fish into steaks, you want a thin knife that’s razor sharp. Otherwise you will risk pressing down too hard on the fish as you cut it, crushing the flesh.

When going to such lengths to freeze good fish, you’re wasting your time—or at least rolling the dice—if you don’t seal it in a top-quality vacuum sealer. Once you have one of these units, you’ll probably find yourself using it quite often for more than just fish.

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