Posts Tagged ‘local

08
Jun
11

recipe development

bubbles!

Theres nothing better as a chef than getting an end product you want after busting your ass to make every mistake on the way there.  The sketches, the scribbles on the back of a coaster,  the late night bar rants – with some attrition – is what sparks the creative mind and fosters scientific diligence.  As a chef I had this with yeasted fried to order doughnuts – rising, proofing, holding, texture and consistency were mind boggling. As the mise en gear guy I had a few bumps coming up with the latest design – heres some behind the scenes….

 

The work was worth it though, like I said, Karate Kid (old school…) meets Ferran…. 

notes

 

I’ve done some straight black prints in yellow, teal, red, orange, pink, and purple.

 

Have a good service,

 

j.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

tsst.

04
Feb
11

madeline

Chinese new year really hit me for the first time this year.

I found myself on sommerset here in Ottawa which is our spadina – and low and behold I got myself a hold of something…. Chicken feet. I’ve eaten much stranger things in my travels – but have enjoyed them all with friends. Tonight I had the treat to eat some traditional chinese food with some friends – exactly what I wanted.

But thats never enough I guess.

As 3 am slowly rolls its lazy eyes I finished a design I wanted to share – something I guess I needed to do…

Have a good service,

 

j.

 

Matters of great importance can easily be solved on a barstool

 

 

04
Jan
11

decompression

If the madness of december has a sane side – its the family or friends we spend christmas with – even though they are, in all normallity, insane themselves.

a few candycane bandannas…

My wife and I spent a beautiful time at both of our parents homes this year – mostly in the kitchen – where all the warming memories of the holidays tend to subside.  I noticed during a 8 hour session of baking, preping, basting and creating new things to do from scratch that the dinner we were spending all day to make wasn’t nearly as fantastic as the day we spent together. My wife making my Baba’s perogies with my mother for the first time, cooking lamb racks with my father in law in the garage on charcoal while drinking single malt, the good things in life.

It’s a bit soft but I really enjoyed cooking all day with both sets of my parents, even after cooking 7 days a week for a month.

Hope you enjoyed your holidays and happy new year!

Have a good service,

j.

julia and jacques cooking at home  – wins every time

26
Jun
10

hey new guy…

The married man has returned – happy as a first date.

So what do you do with all of this pent up excitement?

Two words – pretty colours.

I’m working on some pics that I’m happy with right now but just to set the mood bright colours are on the way, along with morels, bubbles and all the good custom fades asparagus can bring – you know they’re purple on the ends right?

Alot less than I want to post up right now but my pudding proof is in the works!

have a good service,

j.

the proof is in the pudding, and the summer is in the produce.

17
Dec
09

xmas party wooo!

and Rudolph the incinerator!

I’m assuming all the cooks reading this are themselves busy as hell in the restaurants they work in, dealing with last minute christmas parties and the like.  If anyone wants a bandana before xmas hits I need the order in by the  20th, to get I done before I take off back home for a few.  There will be some bling bling new years bandanas but I’ll show those ideas later.  I just wanted to take the time to let yous alls knows, that I built a few more screens this morning – to my surprise 7:00am actually still exists – and am planning some really cool stuff for these two.  Think grill and chinatown – which reminds me I’ve got to go pick up some stuff for the restaurant…

out for now,

j.

duck duck soup

15
Dec
09

i hate malls.

I hate malls.

go fetch the presents boy!

Malls are the sysco of shopping – no individual designers or local specialists to aide you in the search for that perfect inperfection – just the same bollucks store buy store.

Think of a mall as a farmers market.   How many locally produced garmets/books/handbags/toys that talk when you squeeze their toe – would you find? I’m not a radicallist and understand business models and profit margins/outsourcing but I find an increasing similarity between malls and complacency.  If I want to fit in I’ll shop in the mall, apposed to thriftiness whose domain is in resale – which i love.  And for some reason christmas music only plays in malls, not locally owned shops.

digress.

I’ve sourced a tshirt manufacturer from Canada, all made, dyed and stiched in house. It’s actually really badass, but it means we have to spend one night away from the bar in order to pay for it – which my liver is more than willing to afford.  Let me know what you think.

Pics are on the way,

out for now,

j.

sweatshops are actually cold and fresh fish is usually frozen but at least your dad is Santa!