I’m a bean kinda girl. Refried, stewed, pork and beans, I love ‘em all. I had feijoada the other night, and I will shamefully admit it was only the second time I’ve eaten this bean-filled dish. I don’t know why I’ve left feijoada out of my bean repertoire for all this time, but no longer!

Feijoada is considered the national dish of Brazil, but it’s also enjoyed in Portugal. It’s a delicious and hearty stew of black beans, beef and various salted pork pieces, such as sausages, bacon and trimmings. It’s typically served in a clay pot along with rice, collard greens, cassava and sliced oranges, to name a few.

The feijoada I had was filled with flavorful chunks of beef and pork and two types of delicious pork sausage. It was served with rice and perfectly sauteed collard greens.

If you’re up for a taste of Brazil, whip up some feijoada and wash it down with a sweet caipirinha!

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About 25 years ago my family went on a glorious ski trip to the Italian Alps, our hotel room nestled at the base of the stunningly spectacular Matterhorn. We heard you could ski across the border into Switzerland, so my brother and I, being the daring teens that we were, took the various lifts and gondole up to the top of the mountain and swooshed our way, miles and miles down the other side, into the charming little town of Zermatt. We plunked our skies into the snow and entered a cozy little tavern where the wooden floors were dented from years of ski boot traffic and the tables and benches were smooth and shiny. Being under 21 we enjoyed the freedom of sipping fine European beer and nibbling on bratwursts in a quaint Alpine beer haus. Needless to say, many trees were visited on the trip back up and over the mountains.

There’s a new German-style tavern in our West Seattle neighborhood called Prost! that reminded me of that little pub visited years ago in the Alps. In addition to Prost!’s fabulous beers (Franziskaner being my favorite) they have a selection of “brats and wursts” that are, in a word, outstanding. We sampled the Landjager, a German dry and smoked sausage, that was served with both a spicy and a grainy mustard. I don’t know which I liked better: the sausage or the mustard!

Reminiscing over that memorable trip and consuming the good beer and sausage at Prost! prompted me to make my own mustard at home.

Grainy Stout Mustard
Adapted from a recipe found in Saveur, January 2009

12 ounces stout beer
1 ½ cups brown mustard seeds
1 cup red wine vinegar
1 tablespoon Kosher salt
1 teaspoon ground black pepper
¼ teaspoon ground cinnamon
¼ teaspoon ground cloves
¼ teaspoon ground nutmeg
¼ teaspoon ground allspice

Combine all ingredients in a non-reactive mixing bowl. Cover with plastic wrap and let sit at room temperature for 24-48 hours. Transfer mixture to a blender or food processor. Process until seeds are coarsely ground and the mixture becomes thick. Ready for use immediately or store refrigerated in jars for up to 6 months.

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You can’t have tapas without having a good sausage or two, and the two that top my list are cantipalitos and morcilla.

Cantipalitos are little red sausages with smoked paprika – an essential ingredient in Spanish cooking – and garlic (among a few other things). They are smoky sweet with a nice garlic tang, and are wonderful grilled over an open flame or stewed in red wine.

Morcilla is blood sausage (known as blood pudding in the UK). Yes, it is a blood-based food – and I know the prospect of dining on blood sounds a bit vampiric – but I promise, it will knock your socks off, and in a good way. I really don’t recommend you read too deeply the history or preparation of this deliciously rich and tender food as I’m afraid you won’t eat it! But trust me, it’s worth the mystery.

We grilled both sausages and served with green olives, (smashed, drizzled with olive oil, and tossed with lemon zest and sliced garlic), roasted and marinated zucchini and a simple green salad.

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I have a deep love for cheese. Actually, it borders on an addiction, but (so far) I am able to live my life normally.

Does flying to Argentina for cheese count as normal?

A couple of years ago Barnaby I went to Argentina to visit friends. Really, it was to visit friends, the cheese (and wine, meat, leather!) was just a bonus. After our visit in the glorious Buenos Aires, we rented a car and headed into the pampas. Destination: Tandil, home of the famous Epoca de Quesos (Epoch of Cheese).

The Epoca de Quesos is housed in one of Tandil’s oldest buildings just off of the main square. This charming building was constructed in 1860 and operated as a staging post for travelers, when it took the better part of a month to get to Tandil from Buenos Aires. In the 1920’s it was converted into a general store and then in 1990 became an eatery to showcase the region’s incredibly rich tradition of artisinal cheese and cold-cut production.

The selection of cheeses offered was nothing short of fantastical…herbed, studded with chili peppers, dusted with smoked paprika; fresh-made to aged and ranging from the milk of cows, to goats and sheep. The old wooden shelves were laden with many cheeses I’d never seen or heard of before and the smell! Well, the smell was a bit like old, nasty milk at a vintage dairy. But to a cheese lover, it was perfume.

In addition to their bodacious assortment of traditional cheeses, they offer about 40 different cold cuts – salami, prosciutto, chorizo, mortadella – as well as other delicious snacks; beer and wine; and goodies.

Like the travelers of old, we settled into the back garden after a long dusty drive. They offered a variety of house tasting menus for 30-40 pesos each (about $10 USD). We chose a mix of meats and cheeses, which came on a rustic wooden board with a country bread. Adding to our delight was a wonderful bottle of red wine and an old-fashioned siphon of cold seltzer.

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