Tuesday, February 11, 2014
TWD Onion Bialys
My grandfather had a complicated relationship with food. Before I was born he successfully lost a lot of weight, so from the time I knew him he was always extremely careful--some would say obsessive--about what he ate. He wasn't a dieter in the classic sense. He absolutely loved rich foods, never avoided carbs, had dessert at least once a day, and I never saw him eat a salad. He was just very careful about how much he ate. In one particularly vivid memory, we went out to dinner and all he ordered was French onion soup (that was more melted cheese than soup) and cheese sticks with marinara. I jealously ate my "healthy" fish and vegetable, while watching him enjoy his few bites of melted cheese. Grandpa loved doughnuts, preferably Dunkin, and he loved bialys with smoked fish and cream cheese. I don't eat bialys often, they're hard to find around here, but when I do I think of him. Making these was fun, as was assembling my accompanying platter of smoked fish and vegetables. The bialys themselves? They were just okay. They tasted very bread-y to me. The bialys I remember had a texture more similar to bagels. Also, I didn't think there was enough onion topping and wasn't happy with how much of it fell off in the baking and slicing process. I'll take responsibility for the latter problem, I think it's a technique issue, but next time I want to make bialys I'm going to test out a different recipe.