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I can remember only one other time in nearly 30 years of marriage when I cooked something so terrible that I wouldn’t let my family eat it. It happened again last night.
We all love American Chinese food. It would be so nice to have it at home now and then. I decided to try to make a chicken stir fry. So I researched several recipes and it seems that my missing ingredient in past attempts has been the oyster sauce. Ewww! but okay…I bought a bottle of oyster sauce at the grocery store and proceeded to follow my recipe.
So yadda yadda, saute the chicken. Blah, blah, cook the veggies. Then make this sauce. 3 T oyster sauce, sugar, ginger, dry sherry, water or stock, garlic, corn starch…Honestly I could not get passed the smell. What was I thinking? Well maybe it needs to simmer a bit. 5 minutes later the veggies are soggy and the sauce still smells. I dished it up anyways.
The guys came to the table, hungry. God bless ‘em, they both dug in. I took a few bites and asked how they liked it. Now past experience with eating whatever I cook has taught these two that they better find something positive to say. Andrew says, “It was better last time” (which consisted of chicken with a bottled General’s Tso’s sauce on it) and Scott says, “It’s okay”. I tried to take another bite and gagged. I said, “Well I think it’s awful! Don’t eat it!” They both released huge sighs of relief and pushed their plates away. “Let’s go out”, Scott says. “Yeah, Qdoba!”, says Andrew.
I couldn’t get the plates scraped, the garbage out and the dishwasher running fast enough. Then I lit some candles and Febreezed the place!
So is it a Chinese conspiracy? The ingredients in the grocery stores are so “off” that we all flock to the nearest “Golden Panda”? Well I don’t care. I will gladly skip any further attempts at “at home Chinese food”. I concede and hereby promise to stick to Italian with the occasional burrito, spanakopita, corned beef and cabbage and various other loosely related to my heritage foods.
Some days are just awful. You know when you get out of bed that you might as well have stayed there. Then there are the days like I had yesterday.
I had a full day scheduled. A doctors appointment was first on the list. While at the doctors; the nurses, receptionist and assistants all just went nuts for my sweater (I was wearing my gray gansey sweater. One of my best efforts, if I do say so). They wanted to know if I sell my knitted items. I handed out cards and told them about the art crawl that’s coming up on March 6th. Needless to say, my head was swelling.
 close up of gray gansey sweater
 gray gansey sweater
Thus began my nearly perfect day.
I decided while I was on the upper east side of Milwaukee, I would visit my favorite yarn shop. You know, The Loop. I have a link to their blog on my side bar. Anyway, Caitlin, the owner was in and I haven’t seen her in ages. We gabbed and I shopped. As I was checking out, she asked if I ever thought of working there. I casually said, “yes” and “that would be nice” etc. I got into the car and started driving home when reality set in. I couldn’t wait to get home. I called Caitlin and explained that my absorption of new info must be a little slow and that I hadn’t properly expressed my enthusiasm. “YEAH, THAT WOULD BE GREAT. I WOULD LOVE TO WORK AT THE LOOP!!”
After stopping at home, I proceeded to a rather new yarn shop. One I don’t like very much, but they had 50% off cashmere and I needed a few more skeins for a project in the works. While at this other yarn shop, there were some women there, kind of in my peripheral vision. They were obviously talking about my sweater. Anyone who knows me knows that I don’t hear all that well. They were not being discreet. One says to the other, “Well I think it’s way too long. It’s ridiculous!” Now what came over me, I don’t know, because normally I walk away from these situations. I turned and said, “Oh my gosh, apparently you don’t know who Miss Originality is. This is one of her latest designs. She is very big on Ravelry and Etsy. Her book is due out this spring”. They stood with their mouths somewhat open and looked at one of the shop owners who was standing by. “Oh yes”, she said, “I love her stuff”. Out the door I went, marveling at the workings of our Divine universe. I called Julie right away!
From there I went to my second favorite yarn shop, Fiddlehead, in Kenosha. Now Fiddlehead is only my second favorite shop because it is much farther from my house. Between The Loop and Fiddlehead, it would be a tie if they were next door to each other. Each shop has it’s own personality and I love that. Also, my daughter works there!! Yesterday was “open knit” night. Well I got there at 2 and we knitted and talked patterns and books and life all day! I finally left at 8, feeling my back cramping up and my wrists getting sore from nearly 6 straight hours of fiber fun.
I was home by 9 and just in time to catch the women’s free skate program on the Olympics. I love the Olympics! Every one of the competitors skated the program of their careers. Amazing!
Sleep came easily once I hit the pillow. Visions of fluffy sheep in many gorgeous colors filled my dreams, happily giving over their coats for my knitting pleasure.
The sky is as blue today as I’ve seen it in a long time. Granted I have been holed up inside shivering and grumbling about winter. I opened the curtains to my office window. From the low vantage point at my desk, I wouldn’t know it wasn’t spring…except for the fact that the trees are bare. Go with it, I’m trying to be optimistic here.
Today I feel good. Really good. I want to paint the dining room, knit a sweater, bake bread, start some seeds. Um yeah, I suspect I’m riding the hormone wave of a nearly 50 year old woman. That’s okay too. I’ve always wondered about the thrill and danger of surfing. Continue reading Mood Surfing
I’m usually cold in the winter. I am always bundled up with a good pair of hand knitted socks, a nice sweater and a rice bag. Oh yeah, don’t forget Mason, the ever faithful source of heat/Boston Terrier. But I must admit that it took a little convincing to get me to knit woolie pulleys. I have sooo much knitting to do, the next art crawl is looming (Mar 6th) and my project list if getting bigger not smaller. (whine, whine)
What’s a woolie pulley, you ask? Continue reading Woolie Pulleys and giving back
These are great for Christmas. But why only have them once a year? They are so easy.
There is something to the myth about making meringue on a sunny high pressure day. It just works better and doesn’t take as long. I double this recipe in my large Kitchen Aid mixer. I get better results if the bowl is more full. Continue reading Meringue Cookies
Why is it that when I am having “issues” with my picky eaters, I come up with some really yummy ideas?
Try this for Sunday brunch. It’s Wednesday. I had it for breakfast. Why wait for Sunday? Continue reading Elegant Lemon French Toast
I know, it’s January. The month of resolutions and diets. If that’s where you are, tuck this one away for next Thanksgiving. Otherwise it’s a really great side to just about any roast. Let me know what you think or if you have any modifications. Continue reading Creamed Corn Casserole
It has been a crazy few months. I took a seasonal retail job, the holidays came and went and now it’s January. In an effort to follow my own advice, I did slow down. (See the previous post on this blog) That led to letting go of a few things, like blogging. Well, I’m still here!
January always brings a mood of reflection for me. It’s a new beginning. We all know it takes days to develop the habit of writing the new date/year. I try to work in a few other new habits as well. Yeah, we all go through the diet resolution or the quit this or that resolution. A while ago I resolved to quit making resolutions. I make reflections. Continue reading I’m still here!
Our lives are crazy, hectic, and moving way too fast. We get up in the morning, chug down the coffee, and wind ourselves up for an 18 hour marathon. Then we can’t sleep. Why? Where are we going? What’s the rush? Tomorrow we might take a nanosecond to wonder what happened to yesterday, and all the other yesterdays. Continue reading Slow Down
What a great expression. “Butter me up”. Generally “to butter someone up” means to flatter them in an attempt to win favor, or to give them extra attention. This hints to the deliciousness of butter and how much people love it, if they consider being slathered in it as something desirable!
I prefer my butter on a wide variety of foods rather than myself. In fact there are many foods that serve as almost the perfect vehicle with which to carry the butter to your mouth. But first, let’s talk about “good” butter.
All butter is good, unless rancid. Some is better than others. Skip the margarine and various other “spreads”. New medical information has taken the stigma off of butter and brought this wonderful dairy product back to our tables. It can even help you to lose weight! It’s a good fat, really! Let go of the brain-washing. Think for yourself.
Grandpa Iggy had 2 Jersey cows, Bessy and Dolly. I remember him using the separator (to take the cream out of the milk) and making butter that was as yellow as a dandelion. He let the cream stand on the counter for a day or two and thus made cultured butter. It was a little sour. In my adventures in making butter I have found that cultured cream becomes butter faster. Maybe its due to the cream being at room temperature when you start. After the fat came together Grandpa would put it in a bowl and toss it, much like you would while sauteing something. This squeezed out all the remaining moisture which is crucial for butter that keeps well. It also made the butter into a distinctive football shape which he then wrapped in waxed paper. Oh the memories of that farm… Very delicious.
Have you ever gotten fresh whole milk, skimmed the cream and made butter? Seriously, this is heaven on earth. Check out this “how to” from Mother Earth News. You can buy whipping cream and get similar results. You have to try this. It’s a great kitchen project to do with an enthusiastic young cook…say 10-12 years old.
Remember the episode from “I Love Lucy” where Lucy and Ethel decide to save money by making homemade stuff like butter. Ethel comes up from her apartment with her hands firmly wrapped around what looks like a broom stick. She’s been churning butter. Lucy goes through many crazy maneuvers to get Ethel’s hands free. The advent of the electric mixer has taken away the hazards of butter churning!
Butter is used in a few different forms in cooking. Clarified butter, or drawn butter, has been melted and the milk solids strained off. Because of the absence of the milk solids it doesn’t burn as fast and things can be cooked at a higher temperature. I prefer the milk solids since this is where most of the flavor is. Actually, I’d be happy to be the official dumping station for the milk solids for all of you who are clarifying your butter.
Ghee is another form of butter used mostly in Indian Cuisine. It is not the same as clarified butter. Ghee has been cooked longer, all of the moisture is cooked off and the milk solids are caramelized and then removed, leaving the ghee with a very nutty flavor. It also has a longer shelf life at room temperature if stored in an airtight container.
While doing a little research for this post, the most common answer to, “what’s your favorite food to put butter on?”, Homemade bread wins in a landslide. Popcorn follows with a close second. After that, the stats are all over the place from lobster to soda crackers. Here are a few…Oatmeal, corn on the cob, Filet Mignon, biscuits, banana bread, egg noodles, fried apples, garden fresh green beans, Rum (as in hot buttered…) baked potatoes…
We all know how to put butter on homemade bread and I won’t go into bread recipes here, however, I have a popcorn recipe worth sharing. My dear friend Dorothy used to make this great snack…
Dorothy’s Honey Butter Popcorn
1 stick of real butter
3 T honey
Heat just until melted.
Make about 2 qts of popcorn. Salt generously. Place popcorn in a 9×13 pan. (I use a deep roaster) Pour honey-butter over popped corn. Toss until evenly distributed. ENJOY.
I have added almonds and other goodies to this mix. Try a little cinnamon or nutmeg!
Julie (aka Lucy) and I have a running tally of how many pounds of butter we use when I go up there for a weekend. I believe the record is 6 pounds. We made Baklava. Pure butter bliss. Not there was 6 pounds in 1 baklava, we also made other crazy butter laden delights.
When it comes right down to it, butter makes just about everything better. Oh, um, my favorite…shrimp! Yes, with the milk solids still in the butter bowl. And when the shrimp is gone…bottoms up on the butter bowl!
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