Showing posts with label Inter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Inter. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

If I were his Chef: Zlatan Ibrahimovic'


Zlatan Ibrahimovic' is usually called "Ibra" for short and, ease.

I first fell in love with him my first time in Roma, October 2006. In the window of a downtown sports shop, he graced a poster with his former Juventus teammates Fabio Cannavaro, Gianluca Zambrotta, and Gianluigi Buffon in bianconeri (white-black) jerseys. None of the (gorgeous) men were smiling but, the visual oozed sex appeal and about took my breath away.

"He's just ... flippin' beautiful" is my favorite way to describe him. He is one of the world's most creative, and spectacular (football/soccer) players. When asked how he does his Ibracadabra magic week in and week out, he humbly admits that he even surprises himself sometimes. He left Italy's championship Internazionale Milan club this week to join Barcelona, recent European club champions. 75,000 supporters showed up to welcome him to Spain. He now sports a #9 jersey, my favorite number - how did he know?

The son of parents from Croatia and Bosnia, he was born and raised in Sweden, and plays for his homeland's national team when duty calls (the photo is him as a child, and in Sweden's jersey). He proudly considers himself 100% Swedish.

He began playing professionally for local clubs in Sweden as a teenager. Since then he spent 2 years playing in Holland, and 5 more in Italy. International fame can be distracting, so he has arm tattoos of his family's birthdates, so he can "remember to buy the presents". The 'feminines' are on the left, "closest to the heart, you know, the most emotional," he says. The 'masculines' are on the right, which include his two sons.

These little ones sport bright blond hair, and favor their mother Helene. She is stunning and, one of the most successful and powerful businesswomen in Scandinavia. Ibra rightfully thinks she's brilliant, and loves admitting that anything she prepares in the kitchen is fantastic. (He doesn't cook but, their 3-year-old is already learning with his mama.) She is also more than 10 years his senior which ... clearly proves that he has exquisite taste. I have to love him even more for that.

If I were his Chef, I would offer something that celebrates his arrival in Spain, and honors his stellar career and home life at the same time. I've divined a classy, global tour of flavors that begins in Sweden and lands in Barcelona. Spicy-sweet tapas and a high-end sparkling beverage are what I'd love to set on the table.

Tapas - “small bites” - are a famous Spanish signature. The savory snacks originated as toppings for bread slices that covered wine glasses (tapas means “covers”) to keep fruit flies at bay.

My Swedish meatball and sausage crostini are topped with a spiced plum chutney. Farmers markets have overflowing, amazing varieties of plums right now. Meatballs are sometimes served with cranberry sauce in Sweden - he’ll get the idea! From the time he was a child in Rosengard (a ghetto-esque, immigrant community in Malmo, Sweden), he has cleverly kicked the football with a host of international teammates, and still does. This recipe borrows culinary influences from Scandinavia, the Mediterranean, and anywhere one believes chutney originated (rumor says India, Russia, Arabia, Caribbean...). He'll feel right at home.

To drink, Cava is Spain’s version of French Champagne, and comes from the region of Catalonia where Barcelona is located. Floating elegant slices of white peach or nectarine in a delicate flute of sparkling white or pink Cava ... adds an incredibly romantic touch that is perfectly worthy of this man, who is truly a champion of the world's most beautiful game.

Crostini of Swedish Meatball, Sausage, and Spiced Plum Chutney for Ibra

Make chutney:
1 lb fresh firm plums (mixed varieties: black, red, pluots, etc); pitted, diced
1/2 cup golden raisins
1/4 cup white sugar
1/4 cup brown sugar
1/3 cup apple cider vinegar
1 tsp pumpkin pie spice
OR
1/2 tsp cinnamon
1/2 tsp nutmeg (freshly ground is preferred)
Combine all ingredients in medium saucepan or skillet. Bring to a boil. Reduce heat to low, and simmer for 40-50 minutes, stirring occasionally. Chutney is ready when liquid is reduced and mixture is thick and sticky. Cool to store and refrigerate in glass container; chutney is best made one day in advance; cover and chill. Serve room temperature. Yields about 2 cups.

Prepare sausage and make meatballs:
1/2 lb. spicy sausage links - lamb, pork, or chicken; grilled; set aside, keep warm
1/4 cup chopped sweet onion, sauteed in 2 Tbsp olive oil
1/2 lb. good-quality ground beef; about 15-20% fat recommended
1/4 cup bread crumbs
1 egg
1/2 tsp freshly ground nutmeg
Sea salt and white pepper, to taste
Combine all ingredients for meatballs with clean hands. Form generous tablespoons of mix into small flat patties (yields about 12). Pan fry in medium skillet over medium-high heat for about 2-3 minutes each side. Remove from pan, place on paper towels to absorb remaining fat; keep warm.

Prepare crostini:
1 baguette, cut in 1/2" slices
Grilled sausage, sliced
Swedish meatballs
Plum chutney
Greek-style yogurt, plain, optional
Hungarian paprika, optional
Toast baguette slices. Top alternately with sausage slices and meatballs; finish with plum chutney. To really doll up the global twist, garnish with a bit of yogurt and sprinkle with paprika. These ingredients would also make incredibly delicious little mini-sandwich "sliders"! Yields about 24 tapas.











Sunday, October 19, 2008

My New Year

Buon giorno!

Yes it's true...I am back. 

Did I know I was so missed for the last duration? I did not. But, my beautiful friend Tina (can I begin to tell you how much I adore her?) was chiding me in no uncertain terms last night over my birthday dinner at Il Toscano where our host Vittorio (another whom I adore) not only made the birthday girl un piatto speciale - pasta alla sea urchin - yum - but back to Tina...she has very much missed my blog.

So here I am, with a pending 4-course meal to prepare for Antoine's parents who are visiting from France ... and Roma and Inter are playing one of THE matches of the season. Ibra just scored. He is so sexy, in that Euro-big-nose kind of way and I especially love him because he's married to an older woman, and yum I just read that he is favored for the Ballon d'Or (Euro footballer of the year; that video shows a recent goal at the very end) but I digress, again. I do have a big dinner party coming up this evening and do I appear concerned about having all those 4 courses prepared well and on time, setting the table, etc? I do not. Did I mention Roma and Inter are playing live at the moment?

So it's my new year, yesterday was New Year's Day. This is usually when I set my resolutions but considering that this calendar year (as of January 2008) I hosted SportsBites radio for 28 consecutive weeks, started Melting Pot Tours with my sister Lisa (have I ever mentioned that I adore her?), have hosted house guests from both Italy and France more than once, started this blog and will soon be starting a new one for our Tours website, have cheffed on a yacht, and I'm sure I've done a host of other things that do not come to mind right this instant...I am sure that it's OK with the gods that I don't make a new to-do list at this hour, I think I'm good for resolutions.

I think I'll just keep doing what I'm doing and ramp up ways to have fun. And laugh. And how to do more of that with the people I love most in the world. Even take it to Italy and France again. Maybe Spain too.

And while we're talking of a perfect world, here are the plans for my special birthday next year. Party for lots of my favorite people and me at the Casa Del Mar Hotel in Santa Monica. Saturday night, 17 October 2009. Rooms and parking for everyone who wants to stay overnight and have brunch the next morning. Amazing tapas, paella, Sangria, birthday dessert, live music and dancing for the party. Spectacular party favors for everyone who comes. Individual (non-coupled) guests of all ages invited to bring a guest. Too much fun.

Before I break here - squash+apple+shallots+sweet potato for soup...then tomatoes, then garlic for antipasti, are waiting to be roasted - here's a quick update in case you were as concerned as Tina that the world was gypped for several months while I didn't blog:

The Soreal Cafe is no longer. It appears to have been replaced by a Botox Center. No further comment.

Sundays are still sacred and I now am even more annoyed when I'm asked to be somewhere since Doll and I usually work on Saturdays now; men, money, family (remember, not necessarily in that order) still being the only things I allow to interrupt my sacred time and space. Antoine's parents are considered family and, yesterday was a company holiday.

My sacred box of Cream of Wheat had to be thrown out because my pantry had a bad case of bugs this summer. I hate that. Rest assured, when we finally have some serious fall weather around her, Red Chef Cream of Wheat Man and I intend to get seriously re-acquainted.

Some friends who are on the same spiritual page as me at the moment have taken to wishing on stars after I shared a dream that I had last Sunday morning about Figaro, the kitten in Pinocchio. Come to think of it, that would make a great story to blog. Like me, if you have no problem with fairy tales, princesses, magic, and discovering a beautiful new voice, I hope you will enjoy one of my favorite new videos here.

Finally, just to assure you that not everything has changed since we last met, I leave you with this ... SportsBites radio may be on hiatus and I don't get to say this out loud as often as I used to, but I still think Alessandro Nesta gives whole new meaning to soccer being the World's Most Beautiful Game.

Inter has scored 3 more times (Ibra - 2 of the 4 goals) in this match which yet again gives credence that some things are destined to stay the same, for at least a while longer. 

Life for them, and me, is very very good and keeps getting better and better.