Thursday, January 31, 2013
I think this was in the anchorage off of the Anegada Reef Hotel, and a little bit later we called the hotel on the radio to tell them how many lobsters we would want grilled for dinner. What a trip that was.
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
OK, actually unrelated to Miss 43's latest appearance on Proper Course, but I guess that did put the word "cackle" in my mind.
Wondering now, has anyone else here has ever heard the phrase "Once you've cackled, you have to lay the egg"? I can't find it online, so it can't be a common phrase, but I read it at some unknown point in the past and it lodged in my head. Sort of a folksy way of saying "Don't talk the talk if you can't walk the walk", I guess. Anyways...here I go, cackle cackle, copying my lunch break Facebook status update for all the world to see:
Hmmm...am packing tin (whistle) today and was planning to go play some tunes at Dempsey's tonight - but shoot, look at tonight's forecast:
A slight chance of showers. Patchy fog. Otherwise, cloudy, with a low around 45. South wind 6 to 9 mph. Chance of precipitation is 20%.
Project get-off-my-lemu has been going nicely (there will be a blog post on this one of these days, haven't got time right now but basically there was a NON-New-Year's IRresolution I'd arrived at last year after admitting to myself that I've become a weekend warrior of the worst and most injury-prone kind) and I'm about 10 miles short of logging 100 self-propelled miles (walking or paddling) in January.
Wasn't going to say anything about this unless I actually pulled it off but boy, I think that I may skip the music and hoof it home tonight instead. Won't quite finish it off but will bring the NONgoal within very easy reach.
Now we see if I actually do walk the walk. I'll post some eggs when I get home if I do.
NOTE LATER -- 12 and a half plus miles later, in fact:
Brawk. Brawk brawk brawk.
Monday, January 28, 2013
Just got a "Can I use this?" request from the developer of myurbanbackyard.com - seems like an interesting site, looking forward to the unveiling! And boy, it was nice just looking at this picture from Summer 2011 again. Green shore, blue sky, Shorts and sitatops, my oh my! Not as cold this week as it was last week but I thought it would be nice to share this on this gray and rainy day.
Saturday, January 26, 2013
Friday, January 25, 2013
Thursday, January 24, 2013
I went to my desk, looked at it, found it strangely pretty, and decided to say something about it on Facebook before I got back to the numbers. Usually I wouldn't say something about something as innocuous as a tea sachet, but I'd posted something unusually political earlier in the day and I felt like it was time to put something a little lighter up, so this was perfect. Into facebook, and type type type, and: "..And now for a complete change of tone: A co-worker just gave me a tea sachet that's so pretty I don't know whether to make tea with it, or just hang it from a shelf as a decoration. It is made out of gauzy white fabric and to my eye the form vaguely resembles a 1960's mod dove design." Aaaah, much better. Right, back to the report --
except oops, a tea-loving friend wants a picture.
"No camera" I said.
"Bah! This is why people have smart phones..." he said.
"Have you seen my phone? My phone cracks people up" I said (true, I can ALWAYS get a laugh when people start showing off their phones - it makes and receive phone calls when I remember to charge it and that's mostly what I wanted).
"But it plays Tetris!" I said (also true, woohoo, go stupidphone go!).
"PS - Tea sachet will be reserved from teacups until proper photographic rendition can be offered up" I said.
And then I turned back to the job at hand and picked up a pen. And that's when it finally hit me -
Wait, wait, what did people do Before Camera?
Anybody else ever find themselves so sucked in by these nifty devices that they completely forget that there are still old-fashioned ways to do the same thing?
*A term that I think was dreamed up by the Peconic Puffin on a rather hysterical comment exchange of takeoffs on the name of this blog!
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Sunday, January 20, 2013
Thursday, January 17, 2013
I'm not sure I ever really explained what Sunday's adventure was - the week before, I was just being silly about the jellyfish, Sunday night I was too tired to do anything more than serve up Tillerman's seaweed and the menu, and the week's been a bit hectic. The day's event (as shown on the final menu, the one without the jellyfish, that I posted a picture of on Sunday) was a "Chinatown Shop and Cook", a really fun 2-part event that was put on by one of my favorite local restaurants (there are a few!)The Farm on Adderley. The way it worked was that we all met Tom Kearney, the restaurant's chef, and Stephen, the manager, in Brooklyn's Chinatown (Sunset Park, just to the southwest of Green-Wood Cemetary, where I've gone to watch the parakeets) at 1:00 in the afternoon.
They started out by giving us copies of the evening's menu, and then they walked us around a number of the local markets, with Tom telling us about what we were seeing and what they could be used for as we went around. That lasted over two hours, then we all parted ways for the rest of the afternoon, reconvening that night at restaurant for an absolutely wonderful meal. We walked out with recipes, but even more than just replicating the things we'd had for dinner, the idea was that with this general introduction, we could start thinking of how to use a lot more of the good things you can find in NYC's various Chinatowns in our own cooking.
It was great. I'd jumped at this when I saw it because my office is very close to Manhattan's Chinatown, and I walk through the area all the time. I do shop there but I've never gotten terribly adventurous; I walk in, I look at the unfamiliar items with curiousity, and then I walk out with the same old bok choy and lap cheong I got the time before and the time before that too. With this intro, I think I can start trying some different things. I actually hadn't planned on doing much shopping on Sunday, but as we were in the first market and Tom started talking about how you can use the various preserved vegetables to add good flavors to a soup or a stew, it hit me that I had a nice meaty duck frame in the 'fridge, and I started buying. A jar of bean paste, some Chinese bacon, some dried things -- this is either going to be the best duck soup I've ever made, or completely inedible.
Oh, and how did the other pot on the stove, an easy easy dish of my mom's that I loved when I was a kid, and still do, fit in with Sunday? Well, it does happen that the Chinese bacon found its way into both pots, but the kielbasa was a special bonus find during the break between the tour and the dinner. My friend Gail had joined me and we were going to go watch the parakeets come home to roost in the evening, stopping in whatever stores caught our eyes along the way. One of those was a Polish butcher shop and grocer that had to have been a holdout from earlier days - it was such an interesting anomaly that we had to go in. They had all sorts of Polish delicacies, including a whole case of all sorts of delicious-looking kielbasi. The shopowner didn't speak English too well, but she did her best to tell us about the different kinds, particularly recommending a variety called "domowa", which she said that was the best and her favorite. We were still hemming and hawing, so she made up our minds for us with samples. Sold!
BTW, I did take lots more pictures that day and I'll try to put those up tonight! Note, 9:30 PM - Oops, I won't be putting up my pictures because it would seem that I somehow managed to delete them all. Bummer. I hate that even more than I hate it when the penguins come to my office, and I miss them! However, if you happen to be on Facebook, the folks at the Farm have posted a very nice gallery - Click here to visit.. I knew I wasn't the only person taking pictures. Although drat, I did have a lovely photo of the octopus balls that Gail and I had for an afternoon snack. I'll have to go back for another try!
This has been a lunchtime blogging break. Because the afternoon's project involves a list of Captain Underpants titles and I can't look at those and eat mushroom barley soup at the same time.
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
Monday, January 14, 2013
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Friday, January 11, 2013
Wednesday, January 09, 2013
Tuesday, January 08, 2013
Sunday's odd picture was taken on my second paddle and TQ's first paddle of the New Year; it was a road sign that had washed up on Ruffle Bar, one of the small (and roadless) islands in the middle of Jamaica Bay. It had probably gotten into the bay during Sandy and it just sort of struck my picture-taking fancy - we actually stopped just for me to take the photo (TQ didn't even get out of his boat). I still had the sniffles but it was just too nice not to go out - temperatures were in the low 40's (aaah!), there was hardly a cloud in the sky, and the wind, although forecast to be a howling (not) 8 - 10 kts, seemed down closer to 5. We chose, as we sometimes do, to be antisocial - that's nice 'cause then we can sleep in, take the dogs for a walk, dawdle over a nice breakfast (Sunday's was scrambled eggs with jalapenoes, zucchini, onions and, yes, hasenpfeffer gravy, yum) and then head out to the club whenever we're ready. Of course this time of year, with daylight savings time, you can't dawdle too much or you'll run out of daylight (why DO they call it "savings"? No actual daylight is saved, it's just moved to a less convenient time for us non-lark types), but we got to the club by 2, plenty of time for a nice afternoon jaunt out around Ruffle Bar and back. A couple of the racing paddlers were at the club and taking advantage of the balmy weather too, but aside from them, the only other boat we saw all day was a police boat (and if you're only going to see one other boat all day, that's a nice one).
We paddled around Ruffle Bar in a counterclockwise direction, poked as far into the marsh as we could (we were a little late for a proper marsh paddle and a little early for beachcombing, but that was OK), then took a cocoa and pistachio break on the eastern shore, out of the little bit of wind there was (and to the great annoyance of the raccoons who were out digging for clams on the stretch of beach we chose for our break - they were out in force, seemed to appreciate a nice warm day as much as we do); I put the CG minimum "one white light that can be shown in time to avert a collision" on deck as we left in case it got dark before we got back to the basin but although the sun was quite low as we left Ruffle Bar, the descent towards the horizon is at such a long low angle that the sunset just seems to stretch on forever, and we'd covered the distance back and were back in the basin by civil twilight. Such a beautiful paddle, I almost feel bad that I didn't invite the rest of the winter gang - but sometimes it is nice to have a paddling date all to ourselves. Maybe next time we'll be sociable and tell the rest of the winter crew we're going. But this was quite lovely. :D
And here are some more pictures! Don't forget to click for detail - especially on the 3rd one down from here, where you can actually see the skyscrapers of downtown Manhattan, for once the air was clear enough that the Optio was able to catch them, it can't always pull that off.