I mentioned yesterday that we had finally installed the hood. Having cooked on the Northstar for a couple of weeks now I'm really starting to know it well. Getting the ventilation going yesterday was a huge leap in performance.
I had been sticking away from anything really hot that would produce a lot of smoke until yesterday. With 780 CFM's to draw on we decided it was time take the kitchen through the test course. (and yes the wine is moving away from the big heat source ASAP)
The kitchen was designed to have three zones; food storage and prep, cooking, and cleaning. It's turning out that there's usually two spots in each of those zones. Meaning: feels more like a professional kitchen than the pin ball machine most NYC residential kitchens tend to be.
We wanted it to function like an industrial kitchen --we didn't necessarily want it to look like one. We wanted the performance of the big brushed metal behemoths (Viking, Wolf, etc.) in a somehow different package. In the end it came down to two choices the "companion" by aga and the Northstar by Elmira. The aga had two small ovens rather than one big one. As a second range (which is what it's designed for) that would be OK, but as a primary the two small ovens limited performance as some things simply need more room. We talked about the Northstar's minty green color before, now I want to talk a little about how it feels.
We were making mini quiches for a dinner party. I prepped a lot of vegatables and then we baked the small pies in about 25mins. The high heat combined with vacumous venting took cooking to a new level. I have never been able to truely stir fry on any range I've had in the 17 years I lived in New York. Now I can. You can get a pan hot and suck a away the smoke just like the takeout guys! The range has four burners with three different heat ranges. From a simmer to a high heat, precisions controls make it easy to use.
On a side note: when we first got the range we thought that the clock was just a design thing and really didn't work as it had no controls. Once we plugged it in we realized that the controls are actually digital and appear (as if by magic) from behind a seamingly opaque surface. Once the clock was digitally set the analog "design" clock scurried around to position where it continues to give a satisfying click 60 times on the hour as it advanaces to the next minute.
The Stove is great the vent is great. I think the only slight down side to the Elmira is aesthetic and not performance. While it makes me happy each and every time I look at its retro styling, polishing the chrome is a full time endeavor.
Somewhere in the middle of the quiche prep last night it all came together, the savory smell of the baking pie-lettes, the sizzle and smoke of mushrooms in the wok, the satisfying sound of the air handler, the chopping of the vegatables-- It finally felt like all the pieces were in place..
yardage
I moved to New York about 16 years ago exactly. Slowly Progressing from the East Village to the South Slope in Brooklyn I've seen a few neighborhoods change. We had been looking for upholstery fabric to redo the three Danish pieces we got on ebay back in the Spring
I had been shopping at places like ABC carpet. Their selection is not nearly what it used to be but their prices remained well... retail. I longed for the days of old musty, saw-dusty smelling fabric dealers on lower Broadway and the lower east side.
It was about the time I realized the American Apparel had replaced my favorite fabric store on Orchard St. that it dawned on me. Manhattan was really no longer that different than the rest of America. A broad array of consumer choices where even the most rarefied material has been homogenized and packaged for easy digestion
What Manhattan represented to me 16 years ago is sort of gone. What's replaced it isn't necessarily bad, it's just different. The fabric dealers I long for did not disappear they just moved deeper into the boroughs. I'm not saying that a Dunkin Donuts on every block is a good option but like it or not, walk down 5th Ave from 23rd to Washington Square-- I challenge you to find a shop owner that's not either 1) struggling to hang on or 2) part of a much larger chain that can be found in malls near you. But I digress...pardon the rant.
I finally found this guy on Broadway South of Canal. I walked in, he asked me what I wanted. "I'm looking for a canvas or perhaps a wool, very plain for plain cushions." He showed me a few things. Nothing really blew me away. Then he asked me what I was covering. I told him about the pieces and he said, "I have the perfect thing". And he did, it's a Knoll remainder that there was plenty of to do all 11 cushions of the three pieces. Just for a moment it was 1990 again.
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