When I was young and single in Macon, Ga., our friends would
gather regularly for funky dinner parties. Another reporter and I -- both food
freaks – would choose a cuisine, divide the dishes and cook the meal. It fulfilled two of my passions: exploring other cultures
through their food and cooking for a large, appreciative audience.
Now married with children and far less disposable time, I
jump at any chance to cook for a crowd. And those meals generally follow a
theme, such as the two annual Seder meals I cooked for 60-plus people at church. For several years, my obsession compelled to me cook elaborate
New Year’s Eve dinner parties for my relatives using recipes from the latest
cookbooks by James Beard Award-winning Birmingham chefs Frank Stitt or Chris Hastings. One night, the family of a friend recovering from surgery needed
dinner – and wound up with a three-course Indian meal from me.
I admit. I go overboard – although nothing will top the
25-dish Chinese-style banquet I cooked one year in Macon for a friend’s birthday.
Neither my wife, Anna, nor I were surprised when plans for a
simple dinner for four last weekend turned into a four-course French meal,
launched with champagne and underscored with French-themed music.
Anna bought me Dorie Greenspan’s cookbook “Around My FrenchTable” after hearing Greenspan discuss on NPR her favorite recipe, Pumpkin
Stuffed With Everything Good. Turns out I had heard the same interview and was
intrigued by her description of the recipe as well. So when fall rolled around,
Pumpkin Stuffed With Everything Good beckoned.
We picked a date with another couple to get together and
share a babysitter, telling them about this pumpkin dish baked whole with
cheese, cream-soaked bread, garlic and herbs that I planned to cook.
Naturally, I couldn’t stop there. So I started thumbing
through Greenspan’s cookbook for more inspiration. A must was French onion
soup, inspired by an awesome version I had at the Mountain Brook restaurant
Ollie Irene. Greenspan had a great recipe. Oh, those Cornish hens stuffed with sausage looked good. Hey,
the fresh-cheese spread and pizza-like pissaladiere would be perfect appetizers
once our guests arrive. Anna’s a vegetarian, and she’ll need something special if
the rest of us are munching hens. She has liked baked Provençal-style tomatoes;
how about the version of page 344? That led to the dessert chapter.
Heck. I actually took it easy on myself, even I did turn the
onion soup into a two-day process involving a marrow-enriched homemade beef
stock. I even replaced the stuffed Cornish hens with a simple roast chicken (if
you can get the Poulet Rouge Fermier heritage chicken, which is sold at Whole
Foods, it is worth the extra money for the flavor).
My joy of cooking entire dinners from cookbooks is part of
what got me hooked several years back on reading the wonderful blog by Carol Blymire, “French Laundry at Home.” She prepared every recipe from the cookbook
by world-renowned chef Thomas Keller and food-writing guru Michael Ruhlman from
what generally is considered the best restaurant in the country.
Carol took her readers through each step, with plenty of
photos to illustrate key points. And her adventures were not only enlightening,
they were funny as well. She cut no corners on the recipes – even those calling
for whole pig’s head. She did such a great job on that blog and her follow-up
“Alinea at Home,” Hollywood may not have made the movie “Julie and Julia” if the
producers had known about Carol.
So she inspires me to write about my own cooking adventures
in my blog. But at this point, I must apologize to Carol, because while I took
some helpful photos while cooking, I forgot to pause for the cause before I
plated and served it. So there are no “after” photos, only “befores.” I am a
poor protégé, Carol, but I promise to improve.
Pumpkin Stuffed With Everything Good is, as Greenspan
described it, more of an outline than a set recipe. She got it from a friend
whose brother-in-law raised pumpkins near Lyon, France, and had played with the
formula through the years. The concept is simple, but most diners will find it exotic.
Gut a whole pumpkin, stuff it (with everything good) and bake it. You can make
it vegetarian or not.
The pumpkin that inspired this meal, which I bought in late
September, was way too big for this recipe. As it turns it, it wouldn’t even
have fit into my oven. Greenspan’s recipe called for a 3-pound pumpkin, but I thought
that was too small. The pumpkin I ultimately used weighed 10-plus pounds
undressed. Ain’t it purty?
I neglected to weigh the pumpkin once it was cleaned of its
seeds and stringy inner goop (again, Carol, I’m not worthy). Best measure: It
fit nicely inside my cherished 5.5-quart Le Creuset Dutch oven, which the love
of my life gave me recently.
Just like preparing a jack-o-lantern, I sliced open the cap
with cuts at a 45-degree angle to allow it to sit snug when replaced. I sliced
the innards from the cap, leaving a smooth bottom (the more juvenile among us now
may emit a snerk).
The idea was to clean out the stringy stuff, but leave the pumpkin
flesh. Then I salted and ground pepper into the interior, filled it with most
of a baguette, sliced into cubes, and about 12 oz. of cave-aged gruyere cheese
cut in cubes. I seasoned the mixture with more salt and pepper, dried rosemary
and chopped fresh parsley, then put it into the hollowed-out pumpkin. This is
what it looked like filled.
I poured a good 6 oz. of heavy cream over the stuffing,
making sure everything was covered. I put the cap back in place, wrapping foil
around the stem to keep it from burning (I had fantasies of taking the whole
thing to the table, but didn’t).
If everyone’s a meat eater, I would heartily recommend
adding cooked minced bacon to the stuffing mixture before baking the pumpkin. Since
I was serving three omnivores and a fourth who eats no meat, I delivered the cooked
minced bacon on the side.
Turns out I lucked out when I decided to get a smaller and
fresher pumpkin for this dinner. The latter pumpkin fit just right in the Dutch
oven (which I used in case the whole thing softened enough in the oven to fall
apart). Also, the shorter pumpkin barely cleared the roof of my oven from the lowest
rack.
I baked it a total of two hours at 350 degrees. As Greenspan
recommended, I took off the cap for the final 20 minutes, which did help cook
down some of the liquid.
A chef’s knife sliced easily through the cooked pumpkin, and
it was easy to serve with its exquisite stuffing. The whole thing easily would
have fed six, and maybe stretched to eight.
It was delicious. Like most folks, I’ve never eaten a basic
orange pumpkin, only carved them into funny or hideous faces. My pumpkin pie
comes from a can, although I may someday get all out-of-control and make it
fresh.
Baked orange pumpkin tasted as expected, like a winter
squash. The stuffing added a nutty, herbal dairy richness. Smoky, sweet pork
bits put it over the top.
No wonder Greenspan liked this dish so much. We sure did.
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