Foodie Friday - Chilli

 When I was growing up, as a lunchtime treat my mother would sometimes open canned Hormel Chilli, always with beans.  So that was my baseline for what chilli should be.  I remember the first time I had chilli in a restaurant with a dollop of sour cream in the middle.  I was unsure why, then I tasted it, and realized how the cream offset the spice.  Then it was shredded cheese.  The saltier and crumblier of the cheese the better.  

Home made chilli is not complicated.  It can be fairly fast, though it is often better after a long simmer, or even refrigerated overnight and reheated.  

I am an omnivore, so my chilli is meat based. 

What you need:

• One or two yellow onions, medium to fine chop
• Optional:Celery, carrots, mushrooms, sweet and hot peppers, chopped.
• 1 pound (about 500 grams) ground beef
• or
• 1-2 pounds beef - stew beef, eye-round, cut into 1/2 inch cubes
• 1 - 2 teaspoons chilli powder
• 1-2 teaspoons ground cumin 
• 2 - 14-16 ounce cans red-chilli beans (or mix it up with black-beans, great-northern beans, whatever you like.  
• 1 14-16 ounce can or box of crushed or chopped tomatoes, or one small can tomato paste.
• Optional, asian garlic chilli paste, sriracha, or tabasco  

In a large pot, saute the onions in a little oil (I use olive oil for almost all cooking) until softened and starting to color.

Add the optional veggies - an opportunity to use up what is on hand. 

When the veggies have softened, 

Add the beef.  If you are using ground beef, continue to break it down as it cooks until you have the desired texture for the finished dish.  

• If you are using cubed beef, allow it to brown, 

Add salt, pepper and spices.  Exactly how much spice to add, is a matter of personal taste, start on the low side, and taste as it cooks, you can add more. 

Add the beans and tomato (I have used chopped fresh tomatoes when I had them on hand.) 

You may need to add moisture, chicken or beef stock, red wine, or water will work. 

Allow to simmer.  

If you are using ground beef, the dish can be ready to eat in 30-45 minutes.  It will get better after a slow simmer, but is just fine as a quick dinner. 

If you are using cubed beef, the chilli should should simmer, covered on low heat for 3 to 7 hours.  I know that is a lot of time difference, it depends on how tough the beef is, and how tender you want it.  You can make really tough (cheap) beef tender by slow cooking it for hours.   A few weeks ago I bought a whole "eye-round" of beef.  It was like 7 pounds (about 3 kilos) for something like $35 on sale.  It turned out to be tough.  I made slow cooked chilli with the last couple of pounds of it recently and it turned out spectacular, it simmered for 7 hours. 

You could do this in a slow cooker or crock pot.  I have never used one, I feel unsafe leaving something cooking overnight, or when I am not home (and until this last year, I was seldom if ever home all day.) 

How spicy do you like it? 

  

 

A Year Already!

 It has been a year, since I was in the office on a regular basis.  We left for Ireland about the first of March last year, while we were there the world changed, and by the time I returned to the office on St. Patrick's day, my office had gone from about 3% telecommuting to over 97% telecommuting. I was told to pick up an office laptop, take whatever I needed from my office and work from home for a month or so.  That was a year ago.  The office has extended telecommuting through the end of August - to allow staff to make plans for the spring and summer.  

My sweet hubby, had his first Covid vaccine shot last Friday, with the second shot scheduled in another couple of weeks.  I am on the waiting list, from what I can see, my county is vaccinating about 20,000 new people each week, and there are about 97,000 people on the waiting list (there are 1.14 million people in the county.) I signed up February 8th, my guess is it will be a month or so before my first dose.  

I look forward to returning to the office, to traveling, to planning travel, to going out to dinner, to hugging friends.  There is a light at the end of this tunnel.  

Oh the photo above, Ms. Garmin decided to take us the back way, to one of the hotels in Ireland, in the fog, and rain, down narrow lanes, with cliffs and a lake, and stone walls.  It was spectacular, when it wasn't terrifying.  There was an easier route, a left turn at the roundabout, two blocks down on the left.  For some reason Ms. Garmin never did recognize that route as workable, maybe it was the whole driving on the left side of the road thing that confused her.  Thinking about it, spending a week driving on the left side of the road was good training for the year to come, doing familiar things in unfamiliar ways.  Working at home, ordering delivery from restaurants, routine shopping online with delivery, lots of things we did differently this past year. 

The Way We Were Wednesday - Faces in the Window

 This was in my father's slide collection, faces of a family frozen in time.  This would be from the very early 1950's, typical post World War II midwestern house.  Aluminum storm door was state of the art post war, production and manufacturing of aluminum was perfected by aircraft production. The house is covered in asbestos siding, state of the art, fireproof, deadly to those who made and installed it. The pull back on the curtains showing pre-war sense of home. A couple and two kids.  Someone's family frozen in time.  And I have absolutely no idea who. 

I wonder what happened in their lives? Are the kids still alive? If they saw this would they recognize their family? 

Travel Tuesday - St Malo, France

 We were admiring the French cheeses at Balducci's, our local gourmet market, when we were planning a week in Normandy.  The cheesemonger noticed our interest, offered a couple of samples, and we started talking about the trip we were planning.  We had plans for the D-Day beaches, and Mt. St. Michel. He said you have to go to St. Malo, just a little farther down the coast.  The walled medieval city is largely intact, filled with shops, restaurants, residences, and dripping with charm.  It was his hometown. 

So off we went, we stopped along the way for a shellfish lunch.  The slow drive along the coast was magical.  The old walled city was absolutely amazing.  I could live there.  

That was a great trip, we rented a Gite for a week, half of a converted stone barn, rented a car, and had little agenda. A few things we wanted to see, but no set schedule.  We went were we wanted, or where ever the little voices from Ms. Garmin told us to go.  I look forward to going back, staying longer, exploring more.     

YouTube Monday - Mrs Brown Tries a Search Engine - Mrs Brown's Boys - Series 3 Episode 4 ...

We have probably all done a google search, without thinking of the odd or twisted things that might pop up in the search results.  There are all kinds of people out there, It Is A Weird and Twisted World,  

The Sunday Five - Focus on the Positive

Our lives are to some extent a product of the choices we make. I try to focus on the good.  

Sunday five:

1. What is the kindest thing you have done this past week? 
2. What are you most grateful for at the moment? 
3. What have you done to simplify your life in the past year? 
4. When was the last time you had to consciously practice patience? 
5. What have you learned from listening? 

My answers:

1. What is the kindest thing you have done this past week? Reached out a a work colleague to ask about a personal matter, to see if things had improved. 
2. What are you most grateful for at the moment?  Being employed and having a comfortable home. 
3. What have you done to simplify your life in the past year? I started setting up automatic payment on expenses.  
4. When was the last time you had to consciously practice patience? Earlier today, sharing the tiny kitchen.  
5. What have you learned from listening? The wisdom of age, the energy of youth. 

Please share your answers in the comments. 

The Saturday Morning Post - Beaver Sex at Dyke Marsh

Over the past year, I have caught a fleeting glance of a beaver at the Marsh, always at a distance, usually just a head moving rapidly through the water, with an occasional long back or flip of the tail. Just a fleeting glance, until one morning recently.  

I saw the head moving rapidly along the surface of the water near the shore. Much closer to shore than I have ever seen beavers before.  I hiked down onto the beach looking for movement, and there he or she was. In and out of the water, up and over a submerged tree. Then there was a second beaver, entering the water from the beach just around the corner from a small point.  And the two of them, swimming in and around.  Unless I am mistaken, what followed was beaver mating behaviour, with one swimming up onto the back of the other, and well, doing happens like "Mammals on Animal Planet." I hope I don't have to add a adults only warning to this blog post. It didn't last long, they seemed to like one another afterwards.  A google search says that beavers are generally monogamous, and that the kits should be along in about 105 days, usually 2 to 4 in a litter.  The nest is clearly visible on a mucky point in the Marsh, a spot inaccessible by foot, you could get close when the water is high in a kayak.    

That chance encounter resulted in the best beaver shots I have ever taken. I almost didn't go for a walk that morning, I had started work early, the walk was later than usual.  I am so glad I went out. 

Well, a google search for beaver mating behaviour, should draw some interesting advertising for me over the next few days.  

Foodie Friday - Knives

 J sharpens the knives, and leaves me warning signs. This sign appeared on a photo frame above the sink in the kitchen.  When he is done, if you press your thumb against the blade, you will cut yourself. I have to agree it is true, if you handle them properly you are no more likely to cut yourself with a sharp knife than a dull knife.  

I grew up, learned to cook, as many of us did, in a family that really didn't have good knife skills.  My mother used a short paring knife for  everything, except slicing a roast or a turkey, and for that she used an electric knife.  Most of the knives in her kitchen, as my great-grandmother would described them, "were so dull, you could ride bare assed to Boston and back and not hurt yourself!" (I have a feeling she was a real wild one in her prime - she was frail and well into her 80's before she moved out to the farm.) 

As an adult, I started to read a lot about cooking, and almost every text on cooking technique starts off with knife skills.  They all say, get a proper 6 to 10 inch chef's knife and learn how to use it. Used properly, it becomes the go-to knife in the kitchen.  And I did. Starting at first with the big knife that came as part of a cheap set of knives.  Later moving onto better quality.  Learning to slice, chop, dice, and mince, and how the various cuts impact cooking and the finished dish.  

I have never spent hundreds of dollars on a knife, I am after all a little bit stingy at times.  But I have had some decent Henckels knives over the years.  Little stays in my kitchen that does not run in the dishwasher, so I generally stay with stainless steel.  High carbon steel they say will hold an edge better, but not stand up to the dishwasher as well.  Often the handle fails before the knife does.  My current go-to knives are from IKEA, in all stainless steel.  I have three of them, two with flat blades - a quasi Japanese style, and one more spear shaped or traditional chef's knife design.  

There are books, and tons of YouTube videos on knife skills.  Probably the best advice on learning knife skills, is study the pro's and practice.  Onions are a great way to practice, onions can be relatively inexpensive, and when you are done they are wonderful to cook with.  I have joked that all of my dinner recipes all start with "take one onion." 

How are your knife skills?  

Brussels - Recent Random Thoughts

 Someone posted a video on Valentines day of a guy playing the cello in an arcade, on a distractingly complicated mosaic tile floor.  For some reason my mind stuck on the floor.  I thought of the hours, tens, hundreds, maybe even thousands of hours of meticulous work that went into planning, designing, creating the tiles, the hours and hours spent on someone's knees placing the tiles, grouting them in.  I am not sure I could do that.  I wonder if when they place the tiles, they think, yes, but if I do it right, it will be here for hundreds or thousands of years (I have walked on tile mosaic floors in Italy and Greece that date back well over 2,000 years.) 

I recently learned the difference between a poisonous animal, and a venomous animal.  Many of us improperly use the two words interchangeably.  A poisonous makes you sick if you bite it, a venomous animal makes you sick if it bites (or stings) you.  Percision in the use of the language.  A comment on a post of mine, taught me the difference between a tortoise and a turtle (land and water.) 

I added to my understanding of the difference between a biography and autobiography.  The obvious is that a biography is written about the life of a person and an autobiography is written by a person about their life.   What I read said that beyond that we should consider the bias of the author.  A person writing an autobiography is going to filter the story to reflect through their point of view.  The biography is shaped by the bias or prejudice of the author, often without an opportunity for the person to offer input. 

I read something that made a lot of sense.  The question was how much should I spend on a camera.  The answer was the amount you are comfortable with using and not living in fear of it being damaged, lost or stolen.  The author wrote about buying his dream Leica, then leaving it home if the weather was not perfect, or the trip was complicated, or the neighborhood was not perfect.  He traded it off after a couple of years of dusting it.  Buy the best that you are comfortable using. There are a lot of things that this applies to in life. 

Why is this post titled, Brussels, that is where the floor above was found.  If I didn't put it down when I began, I might not have remembered by the time I got to describe it in the post.  The photo is in an unsorted folder of over 30,000 images, in context I can tell you where most of them are from, out of context, it is just another floor someplace I have been.     

The Way We Were Wednesday - Cars and Trucks

This was taken sometime in the early 1970's.  The greenish chevy was my maternal grandparents.  I think it was like a 67 or 68.  They drove it for a few years.  When my grandfather developed serious heart disease in the early 1960's they sold the farm, bought a large travel trailer, and started touring spending summers someplace in Michigan, winters in Florida.  My grandfather was not happy with the way the car pulled the trailer, and after just a few years, they bought another pickup truck. 

The red pickup truck, was a 1965 Ford.  It was the farm pickup truck until my paternal grandfather retired in the early 1970's.  He kept it as part of transferring the farm to my father. He only drove it for a few summers, before his Alzheimer's and failing eyesight led him to the decision to quit driving (his choice - it was touching - and so nice that it was his decision.) The spring after I turned 16, my father bought it, made it mechanically sound, and handed my sister and I keys to it, and a key to the gas pump on the farm, and said, take yourself wherever you need to go.  The spring after my sister finished high school and left home, he sold it to a friend, handed me keys to the family car, and two other trucks that were parked around the yard. One was a monster of a Dodge with a huge engine, and an old Chevy flatbed that had been a utility company fleet truck - he bought at auction for something $500.  My sister was upset, she had never been given unlimited use of the family car.  The Dodge pickup truck, was way overpowered, I would go north a mile and half to the nearest paved road, turn right and floor it, and it would spin the tires for a quarter of a mile. 40 years later I admitted to my father that I took joy in that, he said, "I knew you did, I could hear it from home," he said he did the same thing. One of the reasons he bought it was it had a ridiculously huge engine.  

    
 

Travel Tuesday - Wensleydale and sheep

Back in 2007 (according to the photo data) we spent a week with friends in Yorkshire.  Duncan and Stephen live in London, Stephen is from Yorkshire.  We rented a house for the week, they rented a car and drove.  There was an ambitious plan of sightseeing, with stately homes, and ruined abbeys to be seen, even a short ride on a steam train.  We mentioned my love of cheese, and an outing to Wensleydale was planned.  I had never seen Wallace and Gromit, and my lack of connection with the creamery probably mystified Duncan and Stephen. 

Wensleydale ships cheese all over, it is a modern cheese making operation, making unique simple cheese, often with add-ins like dried fruit. Between the parking area, and the creamery, we walked across a meadow, a meadow kept trimmed by a small flock of very fluffy sheep.  There were sheep on the hillside behind the house we rented, waking each morning to their gentle Baahs, very fond memories.  I have a soft spot for sheep, and they provide wonderful fleece, and Stephen's mother told me how to cook lamb, so it does not taste sheepy, overcoming one of my childhood food prejudices.  In many ways the week there changed me, travel should change us.  

 

You Tube Monday - More Britcoms Hyacinth Bucket's Unforeseen Call with Mrs Slocombe

More funny British comedy this week, why? Well why not? 

The Sunday Five - Ready to Fly

1. Have you had a COVID vaccine yet, if not have you been able to sign up? 
2. When do you think you will be able to get a vaccine? 
3. Would you travel again without having a vaccine? 
4. Do you have any travel plans for this year?
5. Do you think the country and the world will remember and learn from this, the next time? 

My answers: 

1. Have you had a COVID vaccine yet, if not have you been able to sign up? I have signed up for a waiting list,  
2. When do you think you will be able to get a vaccine? About 10 weeks from now unless the supply increases drastically. 
3. Would you travel again without having a vaccine? No 
4. Do you have any travel plans for this year? I have offered to speak at a conference in Reno in late October, but won't make travel plans unless and until it is safe. 
5. Do you think the country and the world will remember and learn from this, the next time?  No, politics got in the way of humanity. 

Please share your answers in the comments. 

 

The Saturday Morning Post - Deep Thoughts From A Shallow Mind

I think the earth will survive, not so sure about mankind.  When we look to biology, an organism that overpowers it's environment, say Kudzu, the invasive vine that runs wild in some part of the southeastern United States, overpowers and kills the trees and shrubs that it grown on.   The vine then is forced into contact with the ground, and unfriendly environment, and it dies off. Then the forest and undergrowth can restart. Another example, in areas with no predators wildlife, like deer will overpopulate, overgraze, weaken, become vulnerable to disease, die off. When the deer population plummets the vegetation regrows.  

If mankind is not careful, we will die off, then the earth will regenerate and be just fine, without us.  Is this plague nature's warning that we are overtaxing the earth? 

When I started at this job 12 years ago, I actually thought I would work until I was at least 70, in a dark moment I would say that they would simply find me decomposing at my desk one day.  My work has long been an important part of my life.  But I have changed. There are things I want to do in life, that I can't do while working. And I want to do them while I am healthy enough to do them.  I am not the healthiest person, not that health is any guarantee of long life, I don't expect to be alive and vigorous at 80 or 90. There are a few people I work with that seem unable to give up working, they retire and continue to consult. One is resistant to engaging the next generation, circling back to her old friends, dragging them out of retirement at times.  We need new minds, new ideas, new voices.  

When I can get out, I will, and I hope to be replaced by fresh ideas.  A few years ago I asked a student intern to write a paper about securing the financial future of Social Security retirement income, what she emailed on her way to the airport at the end of semester, was an essay saying old people should retire or die, so her generation could find better jobs.  I never published her paper, it was not what she said, it was how she said it that was problematice.  Securing the future of retirement income, encourages older workers to retire, and you can hire almost two entry level professionals for what I am paid.  We have been interviewing in the office recently, the correct answer to where do want to be in five years, is having my job.  

Foodie Friday - Oysters

 I have to agree with those who say, who in their right mind, plucked what looks like a rock out of the waters' edge, cracked it open, to find a slimy looking center, and thought, I should try eating that? I wouldn't have been the first person to try that.  But oh can they be good. 

I like oysters raw - served very simply with a little lemon or vinegar, maybe a dash of hot sauce.  How can I describe this, despite the looks, they are not slimy, more slippery.  Bite into them, and there is a texture.  I find the Pacific coast one's more flavorful, more salty, than Atlantic or gulf coast.  I am cautious of raw oysters from warm areas, colder water generally is safer.  In New Orleans, order them fried. 

I like them battered and fried.  I can't tell you how to do that, as I have always left that the pros.  I have never opened an oyster, always left that the pros.  

I have to put oysters on the list of things that look weird, but taste wonderful.  Don't let looks scare you away. 

 

Pretty Birds

I am always surprised when I post photos of birds online, pretty birds, the cardinals always seem to draw the most likes on Facebook, the most comments.  Cardinals have a unique shape, the crown on the top of their heads.  Their body is best described as round. They have distinctive black markings. But I think the thing that people love, is the red color.  Actually the males are bright red, the females are more brownish, with a red beak.  Logically the survival of the females is more important than the survival of the males, the females are better camouflaged into the landscape, the males stand out.  Though reading the bird book, the male feeds the chicks, while the female builds and broods the second nesting of the season.  Cardinals are very territorial during nesting season, and social the rest of the year. 

Funny, until the last year, I never paid much attention to the small birds, the small wonders that are all around us.  Not all change, is bad change.  

Any interesting birds near you? 

 

The Way We Were Wednesday - Lunar Eclipse and Meteor Showers

 There was one major advantage to growing up on a farm in the middle of no-where, it was very dark at night. The bottom 1/4 of the moon is shadowed in an eclipse in the slide above from some time in the mid 1970's.  The nearest "streetlight" was in a barnyard nearly a quarter of a mile away. It was dark with very little ground light to interfere with the night sky. I loathe the term light pollution, light is not pollution it is something mankind has learned to control, but it does little harm. This was the best photo of that night, the clouds moved in rapidly after this was taken - and it was COLD.  

Standing in that yard, I saw the northern lights.  We were far enough north, without ground light interference to see the night sky pulse and glow with electromagnetic luminance.  The internet defines this as, "The bright dancing lights of the aurora are actually collisions between electrically charged particles from the sun that enter the earth's atmosphere. The lights are seen above the magnetic poles of the northern and southern hemispheres." 

We had a major meteor shower one summer.  We could stand out at night and see them flash by, one fragment streaked in through the sky, growing ever brighter and landed in a neighbors cow pasture, never to be found (either landed in a small creek, or deeply embedded itself into the ground.) That was a surreal experience.  I can easily understand how if you didn't know what was happening and understanding the basic science behind it, you would think that the world was coming to an end, or the gods where arriving.  

Can you see the night sky where you live now? 

Travel Tuesday - Modena Italy

 How did we end up visiting Modena, Italy?  We started off in Rome, Jay was taking part in a conference in Rome, the conference dictated the location for the trip.  We were in Rome for several days, we talked about going south to Naples, or northeast to Venice.  I was reading mixed reports about Naples, most of them saying get in and see Pompey and get out, so we settled on Venice.  We took the train from Rome, changing in Florence, onto Venice.  Between Venice and returning to Rome to fly home, we had a few days.  I looked at the map for what was part way in between.  Modena caught my eye, because of Balsamic Vinegar, when I zoomed in on the map, there was the Ferrari museum.  A quick google search later, and I discovered the Ferrari history museum is in Modena, and the factory with the racing museum is at Maranello, with shuttle bus service between the two. The train connections were good, the mainline from Venice into Bologna, and a local train north from there.  

Modena is a neat city on it's own.  There is a large University, a nice pedestrian and shopping area - that had a street market on the day we were there.  There is Balsamic vinegar, and parmigiano cheese - lots of amazing food.  We passed the Maserati headquarters on our way to Maranello.  It was really neat. 

And we ended up there, because I needed someplace between Venice and Rome, and I wanted someplace we hadn't been (Florence was an option, but we had spent a week there once.) I need to pick more random places that just fill out the agenda.  

My Music Monday - I LIKE BOYS by Todrick Hall

I debated running this one on Valentines day, but that was on Sunday, and the Sunday Five is not My Music Monday.  This is a conversation I never had with my parents, when I brought the same man home for the holidays a couple of years in a row, they figured it out. Be true to yourself, love the one you love. 

Enjoy!  

The Sunday Five - Happy Valentines Day!

In honor of Valentines Day, 

1. Do you believe in love at first sight? 
2. Did you exchange silly cards in school as a kid? 
3. Have ever broken someone's heart? 
4. Any idea what is romantic about Niagara Falls? (photo above)
5. Have you ever been on a blind date? 

My answers: 

1. Do you believe in love at first sight? Lust yes, love no, I need to get to know someone. 
2.  Did you exchange silly cards in school as a kid? Yes, I remember making a heart shaped box to have cards delivered into. 
3. Have ever broken someone's heart? Not that I know of. 
4. Any idea what is romantic about Niagara Falls? No clue, it is cold and wet, reminds me of my ex and not in a good way. 
5. Have you ever been on a blind date? No.

Please share your answers in the comments.