I fantasize about a butcher. Not just the man but the place. No styrofoam, no plastic, just smooth brown paper that creases clean in the corners, folded on a steel countertop. The man behind the counter would wear a white apron with red stains and an amiable greeting like your friendly neighborhood serial killer. At some point we would know each other by name.
I realize that as a New Yorker I have no right to complain about not having access to anything. It is true that I can get pretty much any exotic ingredient that is worthy of a trip outside my five mile radius (that travel time being equivalent to thirty miles outside the NYC area). But we can eat just about anything from from grizzly bear to emu to any number of reptiles. Does anyone ever wonder how we narrowed our choices down to just three; beef, chicken and pork? In my utopian fantasy, there would be world peace and a neighborhood butcher that sold not just pork, beef and chicken but rabbit, duck, ostrich, bison and something I could try on a dare.
We don't eat meat everyday anyway, so our specialty meats are really a treat. Usually the result of a special outing. Duck, although not high on the list of exoticism, is a rare and coveted dinner at our house. Especially for a week night.
This is something you make ahead and use sparingly as it is very rich. It is remarkably easy to for such a fancy sounding name.
- 2 duck legs
- 2 garlic cloves
- extra duck fat to cover the duck legs
- tiny sprig of rosemary (optional)
Duck Confit Carbonara with Braised Greens and Garlic Scapes
- 2 tablespoons duck fat from the duck conft
- 1 bunch of braising greens such as mustard greens, spinach, kale or chard, chopped
- 5 garlic scapes
- 2 eggs
- 1/4 cup grated grana padana
- 1 lb of spaghetti
- Duck meat from confit for serving
- sea salt
- freshly ground black pepper