I like eating different things

Weird, wonderful combinations

Sometimes I imagine I’m eating combinations of things that no one else ever has. Like Wednesday’s wraps: collard leaves on the outside with peanut butter, cold buckwheat (think brown rice), pickled ginger, umi vinegar, sliced yellow pepper, fresh dill, and slivers of daikon. I think there were some sliced dried apricots as well. Once the wraps were wrapped, I sprinkled them with green Tabasco and dunked them in a dip of tamari, garlic, rice vinegar, and sesame oil.

I wish I’d taken a photo, but I was too hungry and wolfed down the wraps before I thought of it.

The idea of wrapping in collard leaves comes from Chef Mary B, whose raw food DVD Raw Fundamentals I reviewed for Video Librarian. I started out using nori for the wrap because I thought collards would be too tough, but that’s not the case at all. If you have the wraps at the vegan Blossoming Lotus on NE 15th, just up from Pete’s, they will come wrapped in collard leaves.

All that crabmeat

More recently, there was the chowder I made to use up a couple of ears of aging farmers market corn and some jarred roasted red peppers. I added a bottle of clam juice, red onions, celery, potatoes, flour. Once everything was tender, in went some milk, a splash of cream, and a bit of lox that Bob left behind when he went to Turkey. It needed more seafood, so I added about half a can of Bumble Bee crabmeat (not a product I’m likely to buy again). On the side, a piece of rye bread toasted and rubbed with garlic.

Then I was left with the other half can of crabmeat. That became a salad with celery, a  hard-boiled egg (another leftover), a small Jerusalem artichoke from my garden, a small container of shredded orange and white cheese that mysteriously turned up in the fridge, a bit of chopped yellow pepper, Vegenaise (tastes better than mayo, I guarantee it) and lemon juice. I sliced some napa cabbage (bought at the Epworth United Methodist Church bazaar for next to nothing) as a base but ended up folding it into the salad, which was very rich.

Also with that last meal, an avocado sliced with pink grapefruit pieces; a plate of sliced daikon (also from the Epworth event), carrots, and oil-cured Miseastern olives;  and a buttermilk scone I made using half whole wheat pastry flour.

One of my five overarching goals is eating satisfying food. These things were satisfying to me.

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Training

from my journal, November 11, 1992

Today, struggle and striving and the aching meaning of death. The Linfield swim team don’t have to practice. They volunteer. They volunteer to train till they are nauseated. Every day they swim until they are gasping for air. Their eyes are hollow with fatigue. Every day. They have a choice. They can train well and compete well and win. Or they can let the training slide and not go anywhere. Some 70 percent of them qualify for nationals, whatever that is. These are 18- to 22-year-olds. If they can train, I can. If they can gasp for air every day, I can grasp for synonyms. They keep it up, lap after lap. I need to do it page after page.

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Waiting for the bus in Barcelona

This is a snapshot, really, but I love the way the people are waiting. I shot it from a bus in Barcelona in 2007.

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OK, this is it

One of the first things I thought I would do when I got onto the Internet back in 1994 or so was to put up a site and write restaurant reviews. Or stories. Or something. It would have been a blog, back in the days before the term had been coined.

But somehow it never happened. There was always the next coding issue. I wanted to learn how to do it but I never had the time or the energy to mess with the codes. I know how it’s done, but I’m tired of learning new coding vocabularies.

And now there’s blogging software like WordPress, and I still can’t figure out the coding. I’d like to change the picture at the top of this blog, which is the canned one that came with the template.

Catherine, my sister, has been after me to write a blog. Other writers insist that you gotta have a blog. I have various things to say and nowhere else to say them. So here it is. I’ll try to post a couple of times a week and review any questions and comments.

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