I was wondering around my local grocer a few weeks ago when I decided to give something new a try. I wanted to make some Collard greens. So, like an old pro, I bellied up to the “greens” section of the supermarket and grabbed a few bunches of them. While I was carefully inspecting my Collards, a black lady appeared beside me, grinning, and abruptly asked, “What are you gunna do with those things?” My knee jerk reaction was to placater her with Caucasian platitudes about how I intended to chop them into an endive and radicchio salad topped with Duck Confit, but I don’t think that quickly. Instead I used the time honored tradition of pretending (if you can call it “pretending”) to act like a dumbass when confronted with racial tension by making the greens dance around all marionette style. Still, she pressed. I told her I was just going to steam them and then sauté them with garlic and some pepper. Her facial expression was clearly one of amused confusion – clearly I had said something wrong. This is not how you cook Collards…. but I felt as though I knew I was more right, since not only am I a goddamn chemist, but I’m also a part time master chef. After I left the isle with two bunches of my precious cargo, I looked back and she had rejoined her family and they were looking at me laughing. I had clearly suggested a path to preperation which wasn’t going to work. But I wouldn’t figure that out until I got them home.
Racial issues being a whole separate post, cooking the greens was something of a challenge. I knew better, so I cleaned the sand and dirt out of them and cut the hard-ass stems out. I started them on the steamer but steam wasn’t touching these fuckers. I mean… Collards are a special kind of plant. They’re like cooking maple leaves or something. Steam was ineffective. After 15 minutes, I was getting no where. I expected these things to wilt like spinach… but they don’t. In another pan I had already begun sauteing the garlic and onions. I had to turn it off – the greens were not going to give to simple mortal steam. I started to boil them. 15 minutes of that and they were STILL not getting done. So the recipe had to change. I had a goddamn chicken in the oven and it was waiting for no man. Those greens had to be done in 20 minutes or my whole dinner would be just RUINED.
I grabbed the vinegar. The acidity would certainly aid in the digestion process of the plant. Acetic acid and water do not Azeotrope, but evaporation in a pot is pretty efficient nonetheless (an 18 degree difference isn’t too much, not when you’re doing kitchen chemistry). To be safe, I used red wine vinegar to try to add some sweetness to the acidity. It was working. The greens were cooking faster – but not fast enough. That goddamn thick waxy layer on the greens was proving to be tough to penetrate. I had to go biphasic on its ass. I grabbed the olive oil and poured a bit in and started to pound the greens with a wooden spatula. The tragedy was, after 5 minutes, the greens were still too tough and my water level was getting low. I had to do something a bit drastic – so I transfered the greens into the frying pan WITH THE WATER (with the sauted garlic, onions and cayenne pepper). Now the surface area was expanded – evaporation was going to be faster (good, I needed the temp to get above 100 by removing the water), but at this point I could clearly tell the acetic acid was gone. I needed another acid – one that wasn’t going to evaporate on me. Citric acid. I squeezed half a lime into my concoction and added about 2 grams of salt to help lyse the cells. It needed salt anyway – it a was a bit bland and nothing is better than lime and salt! The combination of the salt and lime appeared to help – the greens quickly softened into a tasty if not salty/citrusy pile. My dinner was saved. Thx chemistry. If you would like to make your own greens like I did, you can follow this recipe:
Yankee Kyle’s White Boy Collard Greens:
- 2 bushles of Collards (about 600g)
- half a lime
- 2g of salt
- 30mL olive oil (first cold press) (aka 2 tablespoons)
- 100mg of Caynne pepper 3 cloves of garlic (about 5g)
- 3g diced red onions
- 30mL vinegar
In a 7.5L stainless steal pot, both alloquats of Collards (prepared by the standard method to yield 3x5cm squares) were added with 2.5L of water. The solution was allowed to reflux in the open for 15 minutes whereupon 30mL of red wine vinegar and 25mL olive oil was added. The solution was allowed to reflux further with aggressive agitation from a wooden spatula.
In a separate frying pan (30cm diameter with 3cm sidewalls stainless, Calphalon) , 5mL of olive oil was added and heated by a gas flame. Pressed garlic (from 5g), onions (diced – 3g) and Caynne (dried, powdered – 100mg) were added and distributed evenly on the surface of the pan for 5 minutes.
When approximately 1L of water remained in the pot, the contents were transfered (including mother liquor) to the pan and reflux was continued. Addition of salt (2g) and lime were done after approx 5 minutes. The residual solvent was allowed to evaporate until the greens were tender and rather delicious.
Apple and almond stuffed chicken breasts were served on top of the greens. The flavors were very complementary. I enjoyed chromatographing them with my pooper. Mrs. Finchsigmate was not pleased we were eating at 9pm… but how the fuck was I supposed to know that’s how long it takes to cook that shit? HUH!? Pfft. (*I hearts u honey*)


Poor cracker. Chard is the white man’s collard greens.
what was the isolated yield?
95% by NMR.
Try recovering starting material.
It’s cayenne, collard boy.
I am so totally re-writing all my recipes as lab preps. Truly, sir, you are an inspiration to us all.
Also, now you know why i make the SO cook. Starting materials of variable purity and composition leads to variable results! My brain can’t deal with that! Gah!
Well put.
Nice recipe and story. If confronted at the store again and you obviously don’t know what you’re doing, just answer like I do and say “Just experimenting.”
This was an awesome story.
As a chemist and a husband, I make it my muthafrackin’ duty to have dinner on the table when my wife walks in the door from work. She never has to wait; this also means that she rarely eats things that are slowly braised, stewed, etc. She gets stuff that’s aggressively sauteed, etc.
1) Stir fry.
2) Don’t use olive oil for high temp work – peanut oil or bacon grease.
3) A large fraction of Jewish gastronomy is purely unfit to ingest at the start (kasha varnishkes, woof) or at the finish (cholent – and you should be so lucky to have anything come out the end). That they stumbled upon hot pastrami and lukschen kugel shows even a blind dog gets his bone.
4) Black gastronomy overall lacks the Jewish gag factor, compensating with cryptic filth. A good sauce doesn’t sufficiently elevate pigs’ trotters and weeds.
5) Michigan State once served oodles of boiled USDA surplus chitterlings (hog guts). Yer suppos’ta deep fat fry them after boiling as gribinis (never purchased from a mohel!) is retrieved from schmaltz, or Mexican chicherones. Expatriate Irish kitchen help doing soul food could drive the snakes back.
6) Italian if you want to eat good, French if you want to eat well; Chinese if you want to eat again, western Canada if not (e.g., cajon stir-fried tofu and boiled kimchi).
If you mean “Ashkenazi” say so, instead of “Jewish”. Sefardim don’t eat stuff like that.
Cool story! This is probably old news, but Wiley published a cookbook with recipes from the big names in chemistry.
http://www.wiley.com/WileyCDA/.....07230.html
Interesting to note: Nicolaou’s fish and chips recipe is 67 steps long and takes approximately six years and 20 graduate students to make. The brits made it a year later but it only takes ten minutes and a seventeen year-old fast-order cook with three teeth missing. Fortunately, in this case, the brits get all the credit for it.
that’s among the funniest s*&% I’ve heard in comments in teh ChemBlog EVAR
I don’t get it?
enh. i actually have a copy of that book, and it’s nowhere near as cool as it should be. i think there’s an apple pie recipe by grubbs, but that’s the only thing that caught my attention.
for true badass chemistry, check out khymos.org.
That’s pecan pie, man, and it’s my granny’s recipe (though I wouldn’t be surprised if she got it off of a Karo syrup label). Apparently you can pack them in your suitcase for later.
and I second the Khymos for good food fun.
also shouldn’t you have a space between your value and its unit? (ie, 30 mL instead of 30mL)
haha I’ve gotten tons of shit for doing that.
Very disappointing. And you call yourself a chemist. =) You didn’t even do the appropriate literature searching before you just went balls deep into making something. Is that how you do reactions in the lab?
Like I always say, spend a month in the lab, save a week in the library (or, updated, save a day on Scifinder).
Scientists = 1000 monkeys typing.
doi:10.1111/j.1365-2621.1980.tb04130.x
Heard of steamboat? We will put in these stubborn vege first, let it boil and boil till it get soft, and we eat it with the rest of the soup and noodles and fish balls.
Be sure to cut the petiole (stem) and the central vein of each leaf. Otherwise the texture is like boiled spinach mixed with toothpicks.
Yeah, that was done. I knew enough to remove the whole stem and vein.
So why didn’t you ask the lady?
Pride, Tela. Pride.
You mean grad school didn’t beat that outta you yet?
It has made me like the mangy dog guarding its last scrap of rotten meat; snapping and snarling at everything to keep the ounce of pride that has hitherto withered the storm.
Just make sure you graduate. It only fades when you don’t get whupped by the low-lifes.
Amusing story!
You write that
But I tell you, chefs preparing meat and fish using the sous-vide
technique are now discussing temperature differences of 0.1 °C! 18
degrees is actually a lot, even if we’re talking Fahrenheit.
Collard greens are indeed a motherfucker. The first time I tried preparing them, (as a suitably appropriate accompaniment to corn bread, fried taters and jowl bacon), the texture and flavor were great, but I didn’t have the foresight to wash the damn things thoroughly. Surprising, soil grit is not so pleasant on the teeth.