I need morel intervention.
I think I've eaten morels three times a week for the past two weeks. I tend to OD on the spring treats because they are so unavailable the rest of the year. I have plenty of ramp and more morels dishes to share with you.
Last night I was asked by a friend what I make on a busy weekday night, with little time to go ballistic in the kitchen like I do on the weekends (Sundays in particular).
This dish is a good example. I choose three or four ingredients at the most while shopping - less is more when under a time crunch. The best ingredients can be the star of the show, which also translates into the reality of not having to do much to make them taste amazing.
I always start by shopping in the vegetable sections of the market. For me, veggies and produce lead to the other choices I make for the rest of the meal. This market had morels and fiddlehead ferns. I flipped out with happiness and grabbed as many as I could without breaking the bank. I wasn't in the mood for red meat or fish, so I went with organic, skin-on, bone-in chicken breast. Substantial enough for the morels but lean enough for my tastes that night.
As soon as I got home, I seasoned the chicken and seared it with the goal of creating a crusty, brown skin. By the time I would take it out of the oven, I would have the morels, fiddleheads and a side salad ready to go. I'll take you through my procedure for morels in a future post, but my favorite method is to slowly poached them in milk, butter and herbs, which also creates a sauce. After removing the stems from the fiddleheads, I tossed them in a pot of salted water for a minute or two. I took them out, gave them a rinsing under cold water to stop them from cooking a bit and set them aside. When the morels were finished (soft and luscious), I added the fiddleheads to their sauce, as well as an acidic element for balance of flavors (lemon juice). The morel liquid becomes the sauce that I drape all over the chicken when serving.
This was a 30 minute meal that even Rachel Ray could make. (Though I guess she would replace the morels with a "super fun" turkey chili or something).
(A note about morels. I learned from the French Laundry Cookbook a long time ago that just a few pieces of a luxurious ingredient never do. Cut back on the expenses of the rest of the dish and do it up. Thus the pile of morels here.)