Author: Donia Bijan
random excerpt: My mother began on the premise that we were all hungry and if we could just sit at the table together, and the soup was hot, and the bread came from the oven, we would know that we had not tasted anything that good in a long time. (p. 243)
summary/synopsis (from TLC): For Donia Bijan’s family, food has been the language they use to tell their stories and to communicate their love. In 1978, when the Islamic revolution in Iran threatened their safety, they fled to California’s Bay Area, where the familiar flavors of Bijan’s mother’s cooking formed a bridge to the life they left behind. Now, through the prism of food, award-winning chef Donia Bijan unwinds her own story, finding that at the heart of it all is her mother, whose love and support enabled Bijan to realize her dreams.
From the Persian world of her youth to the American life she embraced as a teenager to her years at Le Cordon Bleu in Paris (studying under the infamous Madame Brassart) to apprenticeships in France’s three-star kitchens and finally back to San Francisco, where she opened her own celebrated bistro, Bijan evokes a vibrant kaleidoscope of cultures and cuisines. And she shares thirty inspired recipes from her childhood, her French training, and her cooking career.
a few of the recipes destined for my kitchen: Orange Cardamom Cookies, Sour Cherry Upside-Down Cake, Quince Marmalade, Braised Chicken w/ Persian Plums, Cinnamon Date Bars, Ratatouille w/ Black Olives & Fried Bread, Pistachio Brittle, My Mother's Apple Pie
recipe I already tried: Rice Pudding. Oh, and it's not just any rice pudding. It's rice pudding that is scented with rosewater and flecked with vanilla beans...and made lighter and creamier by the addition of whipped cream.
Rice Pudding
slightly adapted
serves 4-6
2¼ c. whole milk
½ vanilla bean
⅓ c. arborio rice
2½ Tbs. sugar
¼ c. rosewater I only used 2 Tbs.
1 c. heavy cream
Pour milk in a medium saucepan. Split the vanilla bean, scrape out seeds with the tip of a sharp knife and add to milk. Bring to a simmer. Stir in rice and simmer for ~25 minutes, stirring from time to time, until it is thickish (consistency of oatmeal). Stir in sugar and cook for 5 minutes more. Transfer pudding to a bowl and when it has cooled, fold in the rosewater, then chill.
Whip the cream to soft peaks and gently fold into the rice for a creamy texture. Serve in glass bowls just as it is or with a dollop of jam or a sprinkling of pistachio brittle.
From the Persian world of her youth to the American life she embraced as a teenager to her years at Le Cordon Bleu in Paris (studying under the infamous Madame Brassart) to apprenticeships in France’s three-star kitchens and finally back to San Francisco, where she opened her own celebrated bistro, Bijan evokes a vibrant kaleidoscope of cultures and cuisines. And she shares thirty inspired recipes from her childhood, her French training, and her cooking career.
a few of the recipes destined for my kitchen: Orange Cardamom Cookies, Sour Cherry Upside-Down Cake, Quince Marmalade, Braised Chicken w/ Persian Plums, Cinnamon Date Bars, Ratatouille w/ Black Olives & Fried Bread, Pistachio Brittle, My Mother's Apple Pie
recipe I already tried: Rice Pudding. Oh, and it's not just any rice pudding. It's rice pudding that is scented with rosewater and flecked with vanilla beans...and made lighter and creamier by the addition of whipped cream.
Rice Pudding
slightly adapted
serves 4-6
2¼ c. whole milk
½ vanilla bean
⅓ c. arborio rice
2½ Tbs. sugar
¼ c. rosewater I only used 2 Tbs.
1 c. heavy cream
Pour milk in a medium saucepan. Split the vanilla bean, scrape out seeds with the tip of a sharp knife and add to milk. Bring to a simmer. Stir in rice and simmer for ~25 minutes, stirring from time to time, until it is thickish (consistency of oatmeal). Stir in sugar and cook for 5 minutes more. Transfer pudding to a bowl and when it has cooled, fold in the rosewater, then chill.
Whip the cream to soft peaks and gently fold into the rice for a creamy texture. Serve in glass bowls just as it is or with a dollop of jam or a sprinkling of pistachio brittle.
my thoughts/review: Memoirs, when written by someone who uses food memory as a means of telling their story, are one of my favorite things to read. From her birthplace, to her vacation spots, to the many places she was stationed in life, Bijan simmered up chapter after chapter of memories, both delicious and comforting. Her writing brought me to the grounds of her parents hospital with its vegetable patch tucked into a corner, mulberry trees bursting with fruit and ready to be shaken, and chicken and geese scurrying across the courtyard. I felt I was walking the streets of France, getting a glance into the bistros and boulangeries. Visions of pomegranates, sour cherries, prune-glazed chickens and jeweled marmalades danced through my head as I turned the pages. I made quick work of this, starting and finishing in less than 36 hours. I found it captivating, informative, heartfelt (oh, I balled pretty hard right along with her on page 211-212), and absolutely delicious!
about the author: Donia Bijan is a San Francisco Bay Area chef who left Iran in 1978 when her parents’ lives were threatened by the Islamic Revolution. Fearing for her mother’s safety, an outspoken women’s rights advocate and former member of parliament, her family settled in the Bay Area and was advised not to return to Iran.
After graduating from UC Berkeley in 1984, Donia went to Paris to attend the Cordon Bleu. Determined to pursue a culinary career, she secured apprenticeships in France’s three star kitchens before returning to San Francisco to preside over many of the city’s acclaimed restaurants and earning awards for her French inspired cuisine. In 1994 she realized her dream of opening of her own restaurant, L’Amie Donia, a celebrated French bistro in Palo Alto, California.
Since closing her restaurant in 2004, Ms. Bijan has divided her days between raising her son, catering, and writing a memoir where she reimagines her passion for cooking as a vessel to travel back and forth between the kitchens of her childhood and the formal kitchens of her training, illuminating the experience of exile, and drawing from her Persian, French, and American pantry to thread ties between cultures.
For a chance to be one of the three lucky winners, simply leave me a food memory or a family recipe (or a link to one) in my comments section. Three winners will be picked by random draw at the conclusion of the contests. All entries must be received by Sunday, October 23, 2011 at 11:59 pm (Eastern). Please be sure I have some way of contacting you, should you win (link to blog, email address, etc). If I have no way of contacting you, I will draw another winner. Good luck to all...I look forward to hearing your food memories.
*Update 10/24/11: Congrats to the three winners picked by random draw!
*I received a free copy of this book to review from the publisher. All thoughts and opinions stated in this post are 100% mine. After graduating from UC Berkeley in 1984, Donia went to Paris to attend the Cordon Bleu. Determined to pursue a culinary career, she secured apprenticeships in France’s three star kitchens before returning to San Francisco to preside over many of the city’s acclaimed restaurants and earning awards for her French inspired cuisine. In 1994 she realized her dream of opening of her own restaurant, L’Amie Donia, a celebrated French bistro in Palo Alto, California.
Since closing her restaurant in 2004, Ms. Bijan has divided her days between raising her son, catering, and writing a memoir where she reimagines her passion for cooking as a vessel to travel back and forth between the kitchens of her childhood and the formal kitchens of her training, illuminating the experience of exile, and drawing from her Persian, French, and American pantry to thread ties between cultures.
GIVEAWAY
The publisher has generously offered to donate a copy of this heartwarming, belly-rumbling book to 3 of my readers (US/Canada only)! *Update 10/24/11: Congrats to the three winners picked by random draw!






























I also love this type of memoir. The pudding looks delicious. Now to find the book! Have a great day. Blessings...Mary
The only food memories I have are of my mom making stinky dishes in the crock pot like cabbage rolls ..hehe
It's a bit sad... I just got back from a visit with my sainted mother. She's part of that 60's generation of women who worked full time, raised 2 boys and just didn't spend much time in the kitchen.
Does it count when I say one of my favorite memories happened just last week when I baked bread with Mom... First home baked loaf she had ever had since leaving her mother's home.
very new recipe and rice pudding looks yummy....
Dish Name Starts With K
Learning-to-cook
Regards,
Akila
Beautiful memoirs and gorgeous pudding!!
Dear Heather, you rice pudding looks wonderful. I love rice pudding...it brings back many fond memories of my childhood. My mother used to make it all the time. The rose water sounds like a lovely addition.
A wonderful review...it sounds like an interesting book. I too enjoy stories that focus on the memories made in the kitchen. I hope you have a great week. Blessings, your friend, Catherine xo
This cookbook sounds like an awesome mix of Persian food and American comfort food...swoon. And rice pudding is def my most favorite thing. Ever.
I love all of my food memories of my dad making homemade pizza for us. It was always an ordeal of him throwing the pizza dough in the air and catching it...so much fun.
I'm going to look up this book, I love Persian food, and the blending of her cultures sounds so interesting. Here's a link to one of my food memories...
http://theviewfromthegreatisland.blogspot.com/2011/07/fresh-peach-shortcakei-remember-it-well.html
delicious looking pudding
Heather I would love to enter this giveaway torviewtoronto@gmail.com
canada
my memories are food that reminds me of my grandma's cooking :)
What a wonderful giveaway! I am half Persian and this reminds me of the time my grandparents came to visit us in Texas from Iran. My maman (grandmother)is an amazing cook and would bake fresh lavash bread and ghotab cookies every day. Her dishes were so savory, mouth waters just thinking about it. And the rice....
My best food memories have to do with my grandmother. We took a summer vacation every year from Louisiana to Austin, Minnesota and it was always the best time of the year for me. On top of being a wonderfuly loving grandmother, you could also taste the love in the food she made. Her lefsa, porcupine meatballs, cookies and donuts were the best EVER! I was lucky enough to get her sugar cookie recipe and make them every year at Christmas time. I miss her very much<3
Mmm... me encanta el rice pudding me encanta!! el tuyo se vé taaan rico!
Saludos
Here's one of my favorite food memories with my grandma and dad.
http://mexicanwildflower.blogspot.com/2010/03/hot-rolls.html
My food memory is when I was a kid, I was raised in a house by a single mother, and money was tight. When Thanksgiving and Christmas rolled around, we often could not afford turkey and the trimmings. So we would have "international" holidays. It wasn't uncommon for us to have an Italian Christmas (lasagna) or a pot roast or something instead. We still often do this, but now we do it just because we want to. (Of course, I no longer eat meat. So I don't have turkey now regardless!)
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This is such a wonderful book that I would love to own. My food memories started with my parents' home cooking and I basically learn how to cook from them since I was young. This is one of the vegetarian dish from my parents that I love and make often at home. http://utry.it/2011/04/vegetarian-chop-suey-semi-home-made.html
Thanks for a chance to win and here's my email address:
amy [at] utry [dot] it
This book sounds great! Your rice pudding picture reminds me of when we would go to big family get togethers and all of the kids would be hoping and praying that our grandmother would be making her delicious arroz con leche. If we were lucky there would be a HUGE pot of rice pudding on the stove and we would spend the rest of the night asking "is it ready yet?". When we would finally get the go ahead to line up for rice pudding, we would jostle each other for position in the line while holding our bowls.
Lovely post and a rice pudding that really looks creamy good; great photos.
Rita
I'm still not sure if I like rice pudding or not- this recipe looks really good but I've only tried rice pudding once or twice in my life and wasn't a huge fan. Maybe I'll give this one a go and see how I like it. I wish I had a really good food memory growing up... my foodie passion didn't really develop until the past few years though. :( My parents worked or were in school when I was young so there were a lot of tv dinners and frozen food... oh well, I'm expanding my palate now!
My mom made the best yeast rolls. She still makes them for special holidays. I have tried but can not exactly duplicate them. The rice pudding looks wonderful.
Hi Heather! Your rice pudding looks delicious! Food brings back the best memories and my favorite is baking Christmas cookies with Mom. She made a ton of them and I loved being with her in the kitchen. The cookbook sounds really good! Great giveaway!
Looks wonderful.
Rice pudding is one of my favorite!! my Mom used to make it (with cinnamon)
Thanks for a lovely recipe :)
Food Memory is eating mangoes under a mango tree back home in Dominican Republic, having the sweet mango juices drip down my arms and not care!
I love cookbooks that focus on food memories, loving this rice pudding!!
oh my food memories of fresh made corn tortillas early on sunday morning, with a sprinkle of salt!! rolled into a tiny taquito!!
Is it strange I have never eaten rice pudding? I would like to try it.
I love how she states that she uses food as memoir - perfect - it's the number one reason I love to cook (that and well - I like to eat). Rose-scented rice pudding does push the flavor up a lot - it makes it more delicate.
Wow, what a wonderful giveaway and one that i love the sound of. One of my most memorable food memories, is when my mother would make spicy Pakoras/Onion Bhajis (chickpea flour fritters) and we children were all waiting for them to come out from the shimmering hot oil, so that we could eat them asap. Best way to eat them, straight from the pan. Yum.
My Mother always made Thanksgiving dinner. One year she broke her collarbone and her arm was in a sling. I was enlisted to be her cook and made all of her dishes just like she would have. What a beautiful gift.
Heather, What a delicious looking pudding! Your photos are lovely! I also love the choice of recipes destined for your kitchen.
Incredible Heather! As I was reading this post in my mind I was thinking: I want this book, it is a book I will enjoy for the stories behind the recipes. I didn't know of the giveaway until reaching the bottom part! How exciting!
So here is a link to one of my recipes/story with my grandma.
http://www.mexicoinmykitchen.com/2010/09/corn-and-zucchini-mexican-style.html
I hope you post the recipe for the orange-cardamon cookies.
Saludos,
Mely
THAT looks SO sinfully delicious!!! I LOVE Rice pudding... I like the idea of folding whipped cream into it too... Awesome!
Aside from Dad making pickles and grandma making Almond Roca at Christmas... One of my favorite food memories is when we would get iced in and mom would raid the pantry for canned goods... This usually resulted in a quick dinner of Hash pinwheels with Mornay sauce.
http://culinaryalchemist.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-always-beddar-with-cheddar-corn.html
My grandmother and I really bonded over cooking when I was a kid--she taught me how to use my intuition while cooking--I owe her a lot for all she taught me!
I'm SO GLAD that you reviewed this one - is sounds like exactly the type of book you most love.
I'm not really a fan of rice pudding but I think I might actually like the one pictured above!
Thanks for being on the tour.
Here is my link for one of my favorite family recipes:
http://theselftaughtcook.blogspot.com/2011/02/last-meal-requests.html
My Mom always made rice pudding for us. It was so good. Sure miss having it now.
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