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Melissa* was busy robbing a convenience store in Brandon, Manitoba, when she was struck by a moment of clarity. In the form of a pool cue. A drug user since she was 12, she ran away from home at 14 and did her first stint in rehab at 16. She stayed clean long enough to graduate high school and attend college on a basketball scholarship before relapsing again, this time even harder. When not scoring cocaine or crystal meth, she was engaging in petty crime for a local gang. Now desperate, high and armed with only a buck knife, she was face to face with a clerk unwilling to give up the till without a fight. "He started bashing my head in with this pool cue," she recalls. "So I ran." She was arrested four days later and, after confessing to a previous crime, served 13 months for armed robbery. Once released she headed West, determined to make a fresh start. Which is how she found herself on TV, waiting tables at Conviction Kitchen.
Conviction Kitchen is reality television with a benevolent agenda. The premise-created by celebrated Toronto chef Marc Thuet and his longtime partner Biana Zorich-is simple: hire a staff of ex-cons and recovering drug addicts with no previous restaurant experience and open a room in eight weeks with cameras capturing every exhilarating second. No easy task; Alsatian-born Thuet is a perfectionist whose exacting brand of French cuisine-think pappardelle paired with braised rabbit and bluefoots or seared sea bream and diver scallops swimming in savoury bouillabaisse-has built four successful restaurants. He’s also a recovering drug addict who has been clean for five years. And these two halves of him are what drive this seemingly crazy experiment: "I wanted to do something for people like me," Thuet explains, "people who genuinely had something to offer if only given the chance." With his bleached hair, tattoos and air of perpetual dishevelment, Thuet is ballasted in this quest by the meticulously presented Zorich who, with her aristocratic cheekbones and flaxen hair pulled into a severe bun, runs the front of house with a half-iron, half-velvet fist.
After a successful first season in Toronto, the pair began their search for another city to film season two. Montreal was deemed too close; Ottawa too boring. "Plus, all of our contestants would be politicians," Thuet quips. They settled on Vancouver. "Vancouver had exactly what a show like ours needed," explains Zorich. "An abundance of fresh West Coast ingredients and people from the Downtown Eastside in need of an opportunity."
They set up shop in Delilah’s, a former hot spot in Vancouver’s West End that had recently closed its doors, and began their search for staff. An ad was posted on Craigslist "with one stipulation," Zorich asserts vehemently. "No murderers, rapists or child molesters." The response was overwhelming. "I didn’t believe it at first," says Petr, a tall, soft-spoken Slav who earned his criminal record at the age of 20. "No previous experience and a criminal past? I thought it was a hoax." Tired of nailing interviews only to be turned down once a background check was performed, Petr applied. On his first day in the kitchen, he needed seven stitches after nearly severing his index finger doing battle with a mango ("a good kid, but not chef material," Thuet shrugs) and was promptly shuttled into bartending.
The turnover rate in the kitchen was high. "People would apply just to get on TV, but had no intention of actually putting the work in," recalls Thuet. He’d constructed a demanding menu, requiring precision, timing and a deft touch. The Nass River sockeye could easily be ruined by an extra ten seconds in the pan. His beloved Alsatian pfluttas, quenelles of pasta with Fraser Canyon rabbit and morels, are (pardon the pun) murder to execute properly. Couple this with Thuet’s willingness to loudly let people know when his standards aren’t met and keeping people around was no small feat. "At one point, we had only one person left in the kitchen," he sighs. Just ask Jim, who became the second longest-serving member of staff when he hit 13 days. Prior to donning a white jacket, his only experience with legitimate employment had been in construction. He’s battled addiction his entire life and served a two-year stint for credit card fraud. On parole, he lives in a halfway house in New Westminster; he commutes over an hour by transit to put in twelve-hour days working under Thuet. He’s the first to go home, but it’s not that he isn’t dedicated-he has an 11 o’clock curfew.
The cameras caught every minute of the exhaustive training. "Forget teaching them how to carry a tray or the difference between veal and venison," says Zorich of her serving staff. "We had to start with basic social skills. How to stand, smile, make eye contact-the restaurant stuff came later." Their biggest project was 28-year-old Gerry. His rap sheet reads like a legal dictionary: aggravated assault, possession of cocaine, uttering death threats, DUIs, drug trafficking. He’s overdosed twice-and was once put in a body bag by paramedics. He’s the only server to wear long sleeves, hiding dark track marks that run up and down his "million dollar arms." ("’Cause that’s what they cost me.")
Gerry walked off the job three times but Zorich wouldn’t let him quit. She moved him out of the Downtown Eastside and into a shelter in North Vancouver. "She says I’m worth saving and she’s not willing to give up on me," Gerry smiles.
The show begins airing this month. And though the eight-episode run marks the end of Thuet and Zorich’s active involvement, the experiment lives on. The restaurant retains the same staff and they aim to make a go of it as a real restaurant. "We don’t know how long they’ll stay once we’re gone," says Thuet. "We’re just trying to give them real-world skills that will work not only here, but in any restaurant."
Melissa plans to stay. Her tableside recitations of Thuet signatures like onglet and clafoutis have become more natural. She grows oregano in her herb garden and brings it to the restaurant every day. "Working here is like winning the lottery," she says. She’s unsure how the restaurant will operate without the steadying influence of Thuet and Zorich, but she’s happy with her chances for a bright future. "When an addict sets their mind to something," she smiles, "all the power in the world can’t stop them." wl
*Pseudonyms have been used throughout.
*Recipes and images from French Food My Way by Marc Thuet, Copyright © Cineflix (Dinners) Inc., 2010. Photography: Paula Wilson. Reprinted by permission of Penguin Group (Canada), a division of pearson canada inc.
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RECIPES
Petite Thuet Tarte Tatin
Some people love apple pie.
I love it upside down.
1 cup unsalted butter
2 cups sugar
10 baking apples, peeled,
halved and cored
12-inch round puff pastry
Preheat the oven to 350°F.
Melt the butter and sugar in a 12-inch cast-iron pan. Simmer until the sugar caramelizes, turning dark golden brown (about 10 to 15 minutes).
Place 12 apple halves in the caramel upright in concentric circles, packing them as tightly as possible. Place 8 halves on top of the tightly packed apples (you’ll need them when the apples shrink during cooking).
Bake for 20 minutes. Remove from the oven and fill the holes with the 8 apple halves from the top. Poke the puff pastry with a fork and place on top of the apples, tucking into the edges. Cook for 20 minutes longer, or until the pastry is golden and crisp. Let cool.
To unmould, place a serving dish on top of the tarte and carefully flip over. Serve cold or hot. Serves 8.
Porcini Mushroom Risotto
Thank you, Franco Prevedello, for teaching me the traditional way of making a great risotto. Thankfully, Mother Nature provided porcini mushrooms to make this risotto taste even better.
2 tbsp olive oil
3 shallots, chopped
1 clove garlic, chopped
1 cup sliced porcini mushrooms
1 ¼ cups arborio rice
2⁄3 cup dry white wine
8 cups chicken stock
¼ cup butter
2 tbsp mascarpone
1 cup grated parmigiano-
reggiano cheese
Fleur de sel and white pepper
to taste
Heat the olive oil in a heavy-bottomed pot. Sauté the shallots and garlic until translucent. Stir in the mushrooms and cook until light brown.
Add the rice and stir with a wooden spoon for 2 minutes. Pour in the white wine and reduce for 2 minutes. Add 5 ladles of chicken stock and bring to a simmer while stirring constantly. Lower the heat. When the rice has absorbed all the liquid, ladle in more chicken stock. Repeat until the rice is cooked to al dente (about 20 minutes).
Stir in the butter, the mascarpone, and half the grated Parmesan. Season to taste with fleur de sel and white pepper. Add a final ladle of chicken stock, cooking 2 minutes longer on very low heat until the risotto is creamy.
Divide among 4 plates and sprinkle with the remaining grated Parmesan. I like to finish with a little fleur de sel on top for crunch. Serves 4.
Chestnut-Stuffed Roasted
Heritage Turkey
3 cups day-old sourdough bread, cubed and crustless
1 cup milk
2 onions, chopped
2 cloves garlic, minced
1 tbsp grapeseed oil
4 ½ lb chopped pork sausage,
casings removed
2 eggs
2 tbsp fresh chopped sage
1 tbsp fresh chopped thyme
2 cups chestnut purée
1 12–16 lb heritage turkey
3 tbsp soft butter
Salt and pepper to taste
Preheat the oven to 400°F. Soak the bread in the milk for 1 hour.
In a sauté pan over low heat, sweat the onions and garlic in the grapeseed oil until translucent. Do not brown. Chill.
In a stand mixer with the paddle attachment, mix the following, adding them to the bowl in order: the sausage, bread and milk, eggs, sage and thyme, sweated onion and garlic and chestnut purée.
Stuff the mixture in the turkey cavity. Truss the turkey, massage it with soft butter and season well. Roast at 400°F for 45 minutes. Then, turn the temperature down to 350°F and cook until a meat thermometer inserted in the centre of the stuffing reaches 165°F (about 2 to 2 hours).
Remove to a cutting board, cover with foil and let rest for 20 to 30 minutes. Carve and remove the stuffing. Serve with your favourite fall vegetables. Serves 6 to 8.
Note: You’ll find chestnut purée in most fine food stores.
Pavé of Sea Bream with Fresh Figs and Port Reduction
Once in a while, a chef has the luxury of reviving some favoured recipes that defined his early career. This one comes from when I worked at the Terrace restaurant at London’s Dorchester and Jacques Maximin was the guest chef.
8 purple figs, firm but ripe
16 thin lemon slices
2 tbsp olive oil
8 tsp butter
4 8-oz fillets of sea bream
(preferably line-caught),
skin removed
½ cup fish stock
½ tbsp finely minced shallots
½ cup red wine
¼ cup port
Salt and pepper to taste
Preheat oven to 350°F. Quarter the figs lengthwise, leaving the quarters still attached by the stem. Place 4 of the figs and 8 of the lemon slices on a baking sheet brushed with olive oil; bake for 1 hour to 1¼ hours, or until firm but still moist. Set aside.
In a cast-iron skillet, heat the olive oil and 1 tbsp of the butter over medium heat. Arrange the remaining lemon slices in the pan; top them with the remaining figs, then the sea bream. Bake until the fish becomes opaque (about 10 minutes). Remove from the oven. Meanwhile, melt 1 ½ tsp of the butter in a saucepan and sauté the shallots until translucent.
Deglaze with fish stock. Reduce by one-quarter and pour in the red wine and port. Reduce by half. Whisk in the remaining butter, adding a little at a time until incorporated. Season to taste.
Place the lemon and figs baked with the fish on 4 plates, topped with the sea bream. Garnish with the reserved lemon and fig confit. Finish with sauce. Serves 4.
White Truffle Scrambled Eggs
Quite simply, this is as close to a food orgasm as you can get. Don’t believe me? Try for yourself.
8 free-range eggs
7 tsp whipping cream
7 tsp unsalted butter
2 ½ oz fresh white truffle, chopped
1 tsp chopped chives
In a bowl, whisk the eggs and whipping cream very gently together. Heat a pan over high heat and add the butter. When the butter starts to foam, take off the heat and pour in the egg mixture. Return to heat and stir with a wooden spoon.
Add the white truffle and chives and mix for another minute or so until scrambled. Scoop the scrambled egg into an egg cup or the hollowed eggshell. Top with 2 shavings of white truffle. Serves 4.
Note: To increase their flavour before using, store the truffles in a jar with 4 oiled eggs resting on paper towels for 4 to 5 days. The longer they’re jarred, the better the flavour. For an elegant presentation, serve the scrambled eggs in the eggshell on top of black Hawaiian sea salt. Crack the eggs with an egg topper to ensure a clean cut. Put the eggs in a bowl and carefully clean out the shells.
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