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Locally sourced charcuterie,
plain and simple, made a winner of Salt in our
Best New Informal category.
Image Credit: Shawn Taylor |
Ingredient of the Year: Charcuterie
By Joie Alvaro Kent
NOT SO LONG AGO, most
people shrugged at the word charcuterie; cured meats
meant nothing more than Oscar Meyer bologna for lunchbox
sandwiches or pepperoni topping on takeout pizza. Today,
charcuterie—born from the need to preserve meat
in the absence of refrigeration—has far surpassed
its rustic origins to become, over the past year, almost
de rigeur in our city’s finest restaurants. And
in the kitchens of these fine restaurants, chefs are
experimenting with house-made charcuterie, which, if
you’re lucky, may end up on your plate.
Jean-Yves Benoit of Mistral makes his own rillettes
and pâté en crépine for a duck platter.
At Hamilton Street Grill, Neil Wyles uses a venison
sausage flavoured with rosemary and juniper berries
in the mixed grill. At Victoria’s Paprika Bistro,
George Szasz varies his charcuterie offerings weekly;
standouts include foie gras torchon and merguez sausage.
Aurora Bistro’s Jeff Van Geest offers an Ocean
Wise take on charcuterie with his gravlax-style white
spring salmon pastrami, flavoured with fennel and coriander
and cold smoked with apple wood. And then there’s
Parkside’s ethereal foie gras parfait with white
truffle butter, a dish with cult status among local
foodies.
“One thing that intrigues me about charcuterie
is the alchemy and science behind the whole thing,”
says Parkside owner/chef Andrey Durbach, “where
you take a couple of products like your meat, your salt
and air and time, where the thing actually becomes more
than the sum of its parts.” He speaks about the
painstaking method of making coppa; sliced ever so thinly
and served with charantais melon, Durbach laments that
the end product of four-and-a-half months’ labour
disappears over the short span of two services. But
this is the jewel-box nature of artisanal charcuterie:
a slow, meticulous process requiring much time and great
craftsmanship, executed with pride and care, resulting
in a taste experience meant to be savoured as mindfully
as the process itself.
For John van der Lieck, “food is how it connects,
how it’s grown, how things are paired, how foods
are generated,” and he’s fascinated with
the “symbiotic arrangements that make foods such
as fermented meats.” As a fifth-generation master
sausage maker, his passion is manifested in the 300-plus
varieties of charcuterie produced by his Oyama Sausage
Company. Vancouverites flock to his Granville Island
shop and queue three deep on weekends to purchase (and
sample) morsels of porcine delight, like the decadent
Strasbourg terrine with pistachios, black truffles and
a heart of foie gras, or the smoked Suffolk bacon cured
with treacle and beer. Van der Lieck’s prosciutto
is cured with nothing but sea salt and made from pasture-raised
English black pigs, a heritage variety that van der
Lieck has been working with local farms to breed.
The runaway success of Salt Tasting Room (Best New Informal)
has been a barometer for gauging charcuterie’s
popularity. Owner Sean Heather sagely predicted that
Vancouverites would embrace a European-style wine bar
serving only artisanal cheeses and cured meats. But
instead of creating charcuterie in house, he opened
Salt as a chef-less restaurant, featuring products from
top-quality suppliers. It’s standing room only
on most nights as people nosh on J N & Z Deli’s
smoked beef tenderloin, coppa from Moccia’s Italian
Market, Mike Vito’s corned beef, wild boar head
cheese from Oyama and Parkside’s foie gras parfait.
Heather knows a good thing when he sees it, and the
positive buzz is fueling his future plans: expanding
into the Salt Cellar by September; announcing a second
location of Salt this summer; opening a 150-square-foot
refrigerated retail store dubbed Snout (carrying everything
on Salt’s menu board); and launching a seafood
version of the tasting room (Sea Salt) sometime within
the next year. It’s dizzying to say the least,
but it’s a reflection of the foothold that artisanal
charcuterie has in our collective dining consciousness.
So long, Oscar Meyer.
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