The Grand: Part 2 – July 17, 2009

Now, I’m going waaaaaaaaay back to last summer to blog about this little adventure because I’m sure Christine is annoyed that I’ve managed to omit this dinner from my posts. Christine and I visited The Grand Pizzeria and Bar twice this past summer. She has already blogged about our first dinner. I think she also went with friends at another time, but alas, I wasn’t invited. *tear*



Anyway, we decided after our first dinner that the Mercato pizza (arugula, prosciutto, parmigiano) was our absolute favourite and that we would order this every time we dined at The Grand. There were less toppings than the last time, but the balance of thin, salty prosciutto, peppery arugula, and parmigiano stink was still delicious. It has been six months – entirely my own fault, I admit – so I’ve clearly forgotten any other details.



Since we knew the pizzas were bound to be good, I was curious about the quality of the pasta dishes. Before ordering the Bucatini alla Amatriciana (bucatini, guanciale, pecorino), I asked our waiter whether or not the pasta was freshly made in-house. My uncle had mentioned earlier that they were buying the pastas from a local vendor in the Byward Market until they were ready to make it in-house. The waiter was a little flustered by my question, but answered confidently that they were purchased from a little shop in the Byward Market. I really wish I had found out which store, so I could buy some for myself!

Back to the pasta. It was a lip-smacking slurpfest for me (Christine wasn’t feeling the love from the dish as much as I was). I loved how the pasta was cooked perfectly and how the freshness came through in its flavour. As mentioned earlier, my mum spoiled us this summer with fresh, eggy pasta, so I became accustomed to the texture and flavour of pasta made on the same day. I had never eaten bucatini before, so I didn’t know what to expect. I immediately fell in love with the tubular pasta. Each bite allowed a little bit of sauce to squish into the tube, spreading the flavour. Oh, and the flavour! Salty and peppery, the guanciale was diced into small cubes, which provided a contrast in texture.

My only complaint is that I didn’t notice the cheese at all (it just melted into tiny blobs) and that I found the dish quite greasy as a whole. It wasn’t so greasy as to give me heartburn, but greasy enough that my lips had a bright orange slick of oil from the pasta afterwards.

For dessert, we ordered the espresso-soaked tiramisu, perfect for cutting through the pork-laden pasta. I think we also had the pistachio gelato.

It has been over six months since this dinner, so I’m sure a lot has changed with their menu. I can’t wait to revisit it, now that The Grand has been established as one of the best places to dine in Ottawa!

My New Obsession with "Pasta"

Promotional poster from MySoju.com

Yes, I realize it has been months since I last posted, but in my defence, there's been a lot of distractions! One of which is my obsession with the Korean drama "Pasta." Now, I know this isn't totally food related, but the show centres on an Italian restaurant and the drama that ensues after bringing in a new (and super hot!) head chef.

Love line + clips of super delicious-looking food + adorable soundtrack = Lucy's new favourite show!

Since I'm waiting on new episodes to be subbed and available online, I'll get cracking on some posts.

Mom's Mac and Cheese - My Way

My mom used to work at a deli counter and a bakery before I was born. She has learned how to make things from smoked meat, stew, and lasagna to banana cake, croissants and bread - all from scratch. And somehow, she still remembers how to make everything.

We rarely ate out when we were younger, as my parents claimed that they could make everything we ordered at restaurants taste better. We also rarely had convenient food like Kraft Dinner at home. I actually thought that KD was something that was made up for tv entertainment, and so I never got the whole "Canadians only eat KD" joke.

When we were younger, this was how she made her mac and cheese:
- Cook and strain the pasta
- Add milk, chicken bake (you can get this at most grocery stores - it's located at the dry soup mix area) and ground black pepper
- Add cheese once the milk reduces a bit
- Add pasta to the sauce, stir and serve

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As I grew up and developed more of a palate, I took a liking to old cheddar. My mom made her mac and cheese with old cheddar (whenever it was on sale) instead of mild cheddar once and I was in love. Since then, old cheddar was my go-to cheese when making this dish.

I don’t stray too far away from my mom’s way of making this favourite dish of mine... I do two things differently: make béchamel sauce and add more cheese. I guess that's an American mornay sauce. Sometimes mozzarella/marbled cheese was added for that gooey touch.

I start off with cooking my pasta in salt water. While the pasta is cooking, I roughly chop up my cheese (old cheddar and mozzarella or marbled). I make sure I have my butter, flour, milk and chicken bake ready. This is the radioactive-yellow-glowing chicken bake I've been talking about.

When the pasta is half way done, I have less than four mins to make a béchamel sauce before the pasta is al dente. I toss in a bit of butter and flour over some medium/high heat to make a thick paste. At this point, I taste my pasta and drain it (assuming the pasta is ready). The roux gets cooked out a bit until a bit golden.


I then take the pot off the heat, add some milk and stir vigorously to get rid of the lumps. After there aren’t any large lumps, I return the pot to the heat and add a bit of more milk. I like my macaroni and cheese to have a bit more sauce, so I add more than enough milk to coat the pasta. The amount really depends on how much pasta is cooked. Once the milk is added, the roux becomes a béchamel sauce. The sauce will thicken pretty quickly if the heat is on too high, so take it off the heat if you need to.


The béchamel sauce then gets a bit of chicken bake and most of the cheese. I allow everything to melt together before adding the drained pasta. The rest of the cheese and a few turns of black pepper completes the dish.

I added a bit too much milk, but oh well. I couldn't help but gobble this pot up. The velvety mornay sauce with specks of pepper covered al dente pasta was hard to resist. No wonder I’m not losing any weight while playing badminton this year.

When you make too much cheese sauce, take some out and set aside for some toast or casseroles.

I love making this because it brings me back to my childhood, when we’d come home from school to a giant pot of mac and cheese. KD has nothing on this. Nothing.

I never really appreciated it when I was a kid, but my mom knows how to cook and bake really well. Thanks mom!

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