Can’t Beat the Numbing Heat

My boyfriend and I recently finished watching a BBC documentary series called Exploring China: A Culinary Adventure featuring Chefs Ken Hom and Ching He Huang. Throughout the four episodes, the two chefs visit various parts of the country exploring different regions’ style of cooking, visiting and cooking with local families, and relating stories of their own culinary pasts. Something that particularly grabbed my attention was the way in which Ching He Huang kept describing the “numbing heat” of the Sichuan flower pepper and its abundant use in dishes they tasted. During one segment of the show, the pair visit a chilli market in Sichuan province and experience the spice first hand, with Ching He Huang mentioning that she is a little bit scared to try the spice in its raw state despite cooking with it frequently. Having never heard of this spice before, and intrigued by their powerful reactions to it, I just had to try this numbing heat of the Sichuan flower pepper for myself.

Locating the Sichuan pepper was not that difficult, as I found it at a local market in Toronto’s Chinatown. While I was there I picked up the ingredients to make Cantonese chow mein: chicken, shrimp, baby bok choy, shiitake mushrooms, oyster sauce, water chestnuts, and fresh egg noodles. Upon arriving home with my groceries, I showed my boyfriend the little plastic bag full of this strange new spice. While it is named after pepper, the spice looks like a small reddish shell and is actually the empty husk of the fruit from a kind of evergreen tree native to Eastern China and Taiwan. We carefully opened the package and shook out a little bit into the palms of our hands, at first giving it a sniff and noticing a strong citrus scent. After a bit of apprehension we popped it into our mouths. I only tried a single peppercorn because I was slightly afraid of what it might do! At first it just had a citrus taste, pleasant enough. Then my mouth started salivating uncontrollably, to the point of practically drooling. And then it hit me, the “numbing” heat that I had heard Ching He Huang mention over and over again in the documentary. A sort of tingling sensation began to spread across my tongue, to the roof of my mouth, and even a bit down the back of my throat. I have never experienced anything like this before, it was a flavour sensation that was literally a physical sensation, and it wasn’t entirely pleasant. I couldn’t feel my tongue! I quickly ran to the bathroom to rinse out my mouth and brush my teeth, but the numbing of my mouth continued for quite some time afterwards.

After such a strong reaction to the spice I was a bit reluctant to try cooking with it, but I added it to my chow mien anyway to see how it would taste at a lower concentration and paired with food. I bought a special pepper grinder for the occasion, and added just a teensy bit. While eating the chow mien the flavour of the Sichuan flower pepper was much subtler, acting as a sort of flavour enhancer for the rest of the dish. Since it created a similar tingling sensation (although to a lesser degree), the increased salivation helped enhance the flavours of the other ingredients, such as the saltiness of the oyster sauce and the umame-ness of the shrimp. After doing some research, I discovered that the reason why this pins and needles sensation happens after eating the pepper is because it contains a bioactive chemical called Hydroxy-alpha sanshool. This excites the tongue’s nerves and makes the taste buds hypersensitive to touch, and in turn, to taste.

Since this flavour experiment, I have a lot of respect for the Sichuan flower pepper as it is such a powerful spice and flavour enhancer. It sits proudly on my spice rack, and I add a sparing amount to my asian inspired dishes. I want to continue experimenting with it, and have even contemplated making Sichuan flower pepper infused desserts, as I think it would pair interestingly with chocolate. If you have never tried this spice before, I encourage you to go to your local Chinese market and give this intense “numbing heat” a try.

Fresh Start

Hello!

I’m Katrina, nice to meet you, out there, whoever you are! This is what is known as the precursory First Post, which often strikes fear into the hearts of those trembling apprehensive types just starting out in the blogging world (a.k.a. me). I’ve decided to finally start a blog after years of lurking in the shadows of the internet, and a food blog at that! Yep, yet another drop in the massive food blog ocean. How will mine be any different? Well, I haven’t really gotten that far yet in the whole planning process… But! It will start by tracking my journey as I embark off to Chef School this week, which is tremendously exciting to the point of me having to stop and ask myself: “Wait. This is actually happening?”

It sure is! Here, let me tell you a bit about how I got to this point. About two years ago I graduated from the University of Toronto with a Specialists Bachelor’s Degree in English Literature. Which basically means I read sososo many books, more books than I had to in order to achieve your average ‘ol english degree. Why did I do this to myself? Because I’m obsessed with books! And writing about books! Particularly Canadian literature, which I love and adore and focused on for much of my time in school. After graduation, I decided to take a publishing course, because, well, it seemed like the obvious choice. If you love Canadian literature, why not work in the Canadian publishing industry? But that’s not exactly how things worked out. I finished my course, got my diploma, and landed an internship. Sounds like everything went according to plan, right? Well, the internship was at an educational publishing house, and I was doing a lot of emailing and spreadsheets, and it was not at all like how I envisioned it. I was hoping to work with authors, editing and developing manuscripts, or working with magazines, editing and developing content. Unfortunately, the only editing work I was getting was for accounting textbooks. So after feeling as though I had fallen off the proper track, I decided to take a break from the publishing world for a while. I took a job as a hostess at a vegetarian restaurant, and have spent the last year somewhat confused but slowly gaining perspective on what I really want in life.

So, you’re probably wondering what any of this has to do with going to chef school. Well, while I was at my internship, the one project that actually stirred my interest was working on the slideshow presentation for a chef training textbook. Watching the demonstration videos and seeing what the course was all about got me super excited! I would think to myself: “Oh man, I wish I was the one actually doing the cooking instead of just sitting in this windowless box watching someone else do it!” I guess you could say that was when the light bulb moment occurred, and I told myself that I should just go for it.

Besides books, my other true love in life has always been food and cooking. As a kid I would take my mom’s cookbooks and make plasticine recreations of the recipes, I was all over my EasyBake Oven, and I would even sneak down into the kitchen in the wee hours of the morning to experiment while my parents slept. Some experiments were successful, like the time I made a beautifully browned Irish soda bread for St. Patrick’s day, and others… not so much, like when I attempted to make caramel without a candy thermometer, horribly burnt the sugar on the bottom on the pot, and hid the evidence in the cupboards, only to be found by my dad months later! I took all of the classes that involved cooking in high school, I cooked in the itty bitty kitchens in residence to avoid the horrible meal plan food, I even took a fourth year seminar on food literature which had a cooking component to it where we got to prepare a meal for our class in the commercial kitchens of Hart House alongside of Chef Joshna (my group made a four course Mediterranean inspired meal which included hand made gnocchi and lemon soufflé for dessert). For me, going to chef school just seems like the next logical step.

I dream of being able to combine my love of books, food, and writing into one big happy, creative, and slightly eclectic career one day, and by writing this blog I hope to trace this journey as it begins to unfold.