Since I’ve been laid off my afternoon job, and I’m at home with family, I’ve been taking my turn cooking several nights a week. We like variety here, so we use the Instant Pot some nights with results that are good to great. Tacos or some variation on that theme are often served. Thai food is popular, too. Here is a sampling of the menu from the last couple of months, with a bonus picture from last September. What are you cooking?
Thirty-five years ago, before helmets were ubiquitous and when bicycle passengers were the norm, a summons from my mother to ride with her to the market brought my own agenda to an end. I could be languishing in the shade, in my cool summer togs laying brick pathways in the dirt behind the flower beds. Or, we were entertaining friends, racing around the cement slab out back and trying not to stub our toes on a harsh metal pipe emerging from the middle of the patio. I might be reading when the call came, lying on my stomach on a wooden bench, sheltered from the sun by the overhanging roof and re-living a Narnia volume or one of the many cheap Scholastic books we owned.
But I would drop everything when I heard the call. I’d trot into the garage, where my petite mom steadied the bike so I could clamber up onto the cushioned bench behind the seat. Then a couple of steadying pushoffs with her foot, a moment of balancing, and we’d sail out of the garage and down our driveway, navigating an unpaved road flanked by cinder block walls.... [Read More]
The title of this clip is: “Woman are delicate”. This is NO WAY intended to offend anyone. (except of course certain people in Japan who will find fault with everything I post… not mentioning any names.)
I’m depressed, my truck is near empty, I have not driven it in three weeks, gas prices are under $2 per Gallon, there is a ban of driving, I’m out of beer and alcohol and my wife won’t let me leave the house.
the best price in my area is $1.89 per Gallon and the closest to me, (1 mile, all downhill), is $1.99 per Gallon .... [Read More]
Today, President Trump extended the federally recommended period for isolation against the Wuhan virus until the end of April. In light of that extension, I’d like to share some personal, practical knowledge with as wide an audience as possible.
Ten years ago, I actively sought out a low-tech, hands-on hobby – something that I could do to fully unwind from a stressful day working in I.T.. I eventually settled on baking bread. Two years into that hobby, I grew and used my first sourdough culture. I have never looked back.... [Read More]
—I have frequent wardrobe mishaps. For instance, I might swivel my head to look at you, and suddenly a lens from my sunglasses will fall away, leaving one eye freakishly staring out from an empty frame. Today, I did the thing with the extra long sweater I found at the thrift store: I once again shut it in the car door, so that a piece of my clothing was fluttering in the cold morning air while the rest of me was in the heated car. The first time this happened, I had to go in the bathroom and wash mud out of a section of the garment. Fortunately, today, no follow up was required. I should know now to check when I get in the car, but I never think of it.
—Colleagues at my new job want to friend me on Facebook. I am a passive FB friender, and I had no plans to blend my personal account with work. I’ve visualized myself explaining my reluctance to accept friendship requests, and the imaginary me comes off as petty, all explanations sounding like lame excuse-making. A request has already come through, so I hit on a plan to make everyone happy: I would create an FB account just for my work friends and post a few key pictures on it. Bad idea. FB discouraged me from creating a unique name, and what’s more, wrested a phone number and work e-mail from me. I’m sure this new account is going to bob up on friends’ suggested people list, and my new, pale FB silhouette is going to be bombarded with friend requests. I’d like to delete the account, but don’t see a way to do so. FB has already sent three messages to my work e-mail. Make it stop! And now I’m not any farther in my quest to not offend anyone at work.... [Read More]
The latest twist in fast food chain Burger King’s attempt to catch up to the market leaders is its announcement that its sandwiches will now be composed of all preservative-free ingredients. To demonstrate this, they launched a television commercial set to the the song “What s Difference a Day Makes” showing their flagship Whopper suffering the slings and arrows of entropy over a period 37 days.
There is a curious subculture on YouTube of exploring and, sometimes at great personal risk, taste-testing military rations, sometimes from wars fought long before the tester/taster was born. Big Clive was motivated to contribute to this genre, and posted this taste test of one of the last MREs (Meals, Ready-to-Eat) prepared by the Scottish Army before it was assimilated into the British armed forces. All of the major food groups a proper Scotsman should require are provided: sugar, alcohol, carbohydrates, nicotine, and plutonium.
Back in May, 2018, we had a post here about rice cookers. That was about a very high-end unit, but the bottom of the line products often used a remarkably clever means to cook perfect rice every time, regardless of variables such as the kind of rice, altitude, initial temperature of the water, and the exact quantities of rice and water (within reasonable limits) put into the cooker. Here is a Technology Connections video about how they did it.
What do you consider your staple food? In Japan, the staple that meal is made around is rice. One starts with that than adds side dishes. The Japanese are so into this thinking that often they think that America or the West eats bread like rice. We live so many areas and have such a diverse background I am wondering what the go to food is.