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This doesn’t have much to do with food.

I’m not one for resolutions; my attention span is far shorter than a year, and Back to School always feels more fresh-startish than January, to me. But I feel like I slipped into a bit of a funk as the year wrapped up, and I am at a bit of a crossroads in terms of work and health and so forth, so I do want to take the New Year as a chance to re-set and try harder.

For the blog: I did much better in December, but during the fall I really let the blog slide, and only posted a handful of times per month. I want to try putting myself on a schedule (I’m a journalist; without deadlines I can procrastinate until the cows come home), posting on Tuesdays and Fridays at a bare minimum. We’ll see how it goes, but it’s worth the effort, right?

I also want to work on the quality of the photography… Enough with letting the terrible kitchen lighting serve as an excuse, I have little studio lights and a lightbox/diffuser thingy, and I just need to be more consistent about taking stuff into the pantry and shooting it. Not sure what can be done about things I’m actively cooking, but I’ll get there. One day.

Finally, I want to be more specific with recipes. I’m lazy and tend to just say “eh, an onion or so, some olive oil, blah blah blah,” but when I think about the blogs I find most useful, they isolate the recipe so it’s easy to follow, in addition to writing about the process.

For me, I mostly want to figure out if I can freelance full-time for a while, or if I need to go back to an office job. I like working from home, but obviously it’s not the most stable thing. If I stay home, I need to make a major effort to, um, leave the house. For exercise, for socialization, for fresh air.

During the fall I took a drawing class at the MFA’s museum school. It was rigorous and challenging and I learned a ton, but I can’t justify doing something like that right now, so I want to make sure I also keep drawing, get back to painting, treat photography more seriously, etc. I am also hoping to help a few people with some interior design advice. Finally, while I write for a living I’d also like to write something different, for pleasure. Fiction, maybe? I doubt it but I’ll try, perhaps.

[For my class, we worked on a final project consisting of a series of studies and drawings on one topic. I chose ballet, and used a couple books of photos of the New York City Ballet as my subjects.]

The greatest lesson I learned in my drawing class was how to relax. At the beginning of the semester all my drawings were in pencil, mostly of interiors, very literal, very precise, not very dynamic or interesting. I never expected to enjoy figure-drawing and I never thought about charcoal one way or the other, but those two things brought me tremendous joy. Charcoal is messy and it didn’t let me stick to my precise lines. I couldn’t really use a ruler. And drawing the figure made me want to explore movement. I want 2009 to be like that. I’m feeling closed in and limited in a few ways, and I want to break out and try things I hadn’t considered, even if it means I have charcoal-stained fingernails.

Or hands that smell like garlic. I’ve never minded that!

      

From the movie Wall Street, "He wouldn't know the difference between preferred stock and live stock!".

As the entire financial world turned to garbage I found myself getting more and more interested in how that world functioned. I wanted to dig beneath the headlines but kept coming up frustrated as I'd read things and not know what they meant due to lack of vocabulary. I purchased a few stock market books and kept hitting the same wall until I turned up Jason Kelly's book here.

This book has a very good introductory section about how things work, from setting up a brokerage account to what all the various metrics are. He also does it in a semi-narrative fashin as opposed to offering me a straight out list of terms to memorize (being a student of history who can't memorize dates I really appreciate this).

The second section of the book deals with various strategies for investing in the stock market based on 6 'master investors'. While I am skeptical about the efficacy of some of these, I may be being colored by the fact that the Dow just plummeted over 5000 points. A great quote is, " A Dow company doesn't stay down and out forever." Which may be true, but isn't something I would have clinged to in recent months (See: AIG). It can be a little disconcerting that a Double the Dow strategy was published in January of the same year this happened, however, if you can see past that to what he is saying about investment in general, it will serve you well.

I will say, Mr. Kelly does give a solid, simple system for setting yourself up, and if you did pay attention you'd have cut your losses early in this recent mess. In all, I would recommend this book to anyone looking for an introductory book on stock market investing. Just don't make it your only book on investing. Jason Kelly urges that himself.

VERY recommended reading. 7 pages of common business sense, and a litany of thing I feel should have been questioned by the American people long since.

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/01/04/opinion/04lewiseinhorn.html?hp

This article outlines a largely ignored aspect of the recent financial turmoil. It isn't just greedy rich people being corrupt to make more money. That, in fact, isn't a problem at all. That's just human nature, and you'll have as much luck legislating that as you would, say outlawing lust, or envy. No, the issue is that we have constructed a system in which people are being expected, if not outright legally bound to be corrupt.

From the above: "But if any one of them had set himself up as a whistleblower — had stood up and said “this business is irresponsible and we are not going to participate in it” — he would probably have been fired. Not immediately, perhaps. But a few quarters of earnings that lagged behind those of every other Wall Street firm would invite outrage from subordinates, who would flee for other, less responsible firms, and from shareholders, who would call for his resignation. Eventually he’d be replaced by someone willing to make money from the credit bubble."

Right there in black and white. If you don't play the game, you have no business on Wall Street.

Think of it in Darwinian terms. We've set up an environment that weeds out honesty as a trait not suitable for evolution. "Indeed, one of the great social benefits of the Madoff scandal may be to finally reveal the S.E.C. for what it has become. Created to protect investors from financial predators, the commission has somehow evolved into a mechanism for protecting financial predators with political clout from investors. (The task it has performed most diligently during this crisis has been to question, intimidate and impose rules on short-sellers — the only market players who have a financial incentive to expose fraud and abuse.) "

The only solution to the financial situation is a bottom up approach, not a top down approach. Continually propping up failed institutions and saying it's all fine is just postponing the inevitable.

It wraps up with a series of large boldface common sense recommendations like Banks shouldn't pay the credit ratings institutions for their own credit rating, and "Stop making big regulatory decisions with long-term consequences based on their short-term effect on stock prices."

Very well written.

Jen and I both cleaned out our closets this weekend. We have BUSHELS of clothes to give away. I'm trying to freecycle them, but the first pickup fell through. But things are getting tidier around here. In celebration, lets dance.

If you've read other bread recipes from me, and note differences, that is because bread is a constant work in progress for me. Usually, each round turns out better, and I refine my technique, sometimes not so much. This is the current recipe I am going with, but make sure to hit the bread tag above and get the latest to date version, as with all my recipes.

The night before if possible, combine 1/2 cup warm water with about a tablespoon of sugar, cover loosely and set aside. I learned about the importance of yeast viability from my beer making, and to a degree it carries over to bread making as well. If you are like me and keep your yeast in the refrigerator, it takes them a little time to wake up and start eating sugar. Yes, you can get good bread from dry yeast and shorter times. But why bother, drop it into a cup of warm water the night before and forget about it. The yeast will keep in the water for a while as long as it doesn't get contaminated, so if you don't et to it right away the next morning don't worry about it.

Combine Sugar, salt, shortening, eggs, scaled milk, 1/2 cup cold water and a couple handfuls of your flour (preferably sift all dry ingredients). and stir or wisk until all dry ingredients make a smooth batter. The point of this step is to make sure you don't have any lumps of dry goods that will solidify as you form the dough. Think of it as making gravy. Once everything is well mixed add the yeast and stir a while longer.

Hint: Bread yeast love warm but not too hot temperature. The point of adding cold water is to cool down the scalded milk. Test the batter with your finger before adding the yeast, if you think it is too hot, cover it and walk away for a bit... or add an ice cube and wait for it to melt, either would work. But don't kill the yeast by adding them to something too hot. If you can keep your finger in it for 30 seconds, it isn't too hot.

Add flour about a cup or two at a time until dough is stiff and pulls away from the side of the bowl. One of the tricks to making bread is to not gum up your hands doing it. Add about a half cup more of your flour once you think it can't possibly be stirred any more and work at folding the dough off of the side of the bowl, turning the bowl a few turns each time. When you've worked around the bowl once or twice you should be able to push the entire dough bowl out onto a floured surface leaving a nearly dry bowl and never touching the dough with your hands.

Dust the dough with flour and your hands and begin kneading. keep a sited pile of flour nearby to dust the dough and your hands as needed as you go. Once you get good, the dough will never stick to your hands throughout the process. Knead for about 5-10 minutes. You are kneading to build gluten in the flour, so you do need to really work at it, but remember to not tear the dough.

Once done coat the top of the dough with some oil to prevent drying, then leave covered with a towel in a warm place, preferably not too dry. I like to pre heat my oven to 250 with a metal cup of water in it. Then turn the oven off and open the door for a minute and place the dough in a bowl in their, towel and all.

Once the dough has doubled in bulk, punch it down, or squeeze the air out of it, oil again and let it rise a second time. Punch down again and divide into the number of loaves you want (usually 3).

To form the loaves I like to roll the dough into a long cylinder, press flat, then starting at one end, roll up along the short end. I pinch the end in then on either side pull the bottom of the loaf over the end and pinch it in. Place in loaf pan seam side down, split top into whatever pattern you like, coat with oil and let rise a third time.

Bake at 375* for about 20-25 minutes. Pull loaves and rub a stick of butter all over them, bake another 5-10 minutes until loaves are golden brown and sound hollow when you thump them.

This may sound like a lot of work, but once you are good at it you can be doing other things around the house while the loaves are rising and really only spend about 20-40 minutes working on it. The trade off is well worth it.

a quiet saturday evening at the hovel house. i'm officially through with vacation and am turning into a vegetable after a productive week with my parents in rural pa. we had good father-daughter time with my dad teaching me how to use a table saw and assemble a piece of furniture: my new bookshelf, which i did indeed carry home flatpacked on the train. even though i don't get down with new year's resolutions (arbitrary and doomed to failure), living with my folks again for a week was timely in terms of reabsorbing old lessons that i hope to incorporate into my adult life. now retired and with a chunk of their savings irretrievably lost in the market crash, they live more frugally than ever, but with class. my father works on building projects around the house and what he can't make they buy second-hand. he built a cold cellar under the porch where they store apples and potatoes, available dirt cheap and of high quality locally while in season. they throw away very little, composting kitchen scraps, mending clothes and turning the unsalvageable into rags for cleaning. i'm trying to plan out how to incorporate that lifestyle into my home here, much more difficult because there are several of us with different schedules and priorities.
my perpetual resolution: increase my organization. make schedules, make plans, keep a budget. so far this plan is not off to a great start in '09, but the year is young.

The site is now bright and Shiny Drupal 6.8. It actually has been for a few weeks, but I'm just getting around to writing a new blog post. The frontpage is now panels, and will soon reflect several 'views' discrete lists in different areas.

I'm taking this site in a new direction. I've basically found that a blog format is somewhat constraining for me some of the time. Particularly times when I don't feel like writing an editorial or a rant, or life update. I've broken things down into thing that I do like to write about and created/am creating a section for each.

Currently the frontpage has 4 columns, of which the two center-most hold my personal blog and my sustainability page. They will soon have a culinary section and a book review section, as well. The frontpage will be a landing page to take you to the various other sections with very brief teasers. The far left sidebar will remain my twitter feed. I don't update this site nearly often enough, but if you are looking for a quick update of what I've been doing, look there. The far right will soon be an array of Open Source logos that power this site. Drupal, Linux, PHP, MySQL, Apache, JQuery, etc, as well as a list of recommended news articles that I have read, and thought worth pointing out to peoples. I might another section for hiking, but lets not get carried away here just yet.

For people who just visit the site normally in a browser, this doesn't mean much to you. IF YOU VIEW THE SITE WITH AN RSS READER, you'll soon have some more options. I will try to keep the current URL that you subscribe to an uber-feed of all of the above sections. However, after the transition you'll be able to pick and choose which feeds you want to be subscribed to. No need for you to be reading my latest Chili recipe if you aren't into culinary pursuits. Feel free to pick and choose, or contact me if you think there is an issue with any of the feeds.

That's about it. Cheers.

I've been seriously digging Girl Talk's album Feed the Animals. A bunch of people had it on their year end best of...lists, and I'm always like, well, if you say its the BEST the least I can do is listen to it. Plus, its a pay what you wish album, so i was like, whatever, 3 bucks, even if I hate it, its like a shitty cup of coffee.

But its awesome!

I guess I'm late to the Girl Talk party but for anyone else who is too, its basically a whole album of samples stitched together. Which sounds like, ok, what, a mashup album? The first time I listened, I was sort of like, well, some of this is random, but whoo, there are some awesome little pieces in there. Then I listened again and I started loving it. The sheer volume and breadth of samples used and the witty way they get mixed really turns it into its whole own thing. And its just like, all the beats and hooks and melodies you've ever heard in from 1980-2008 made into one long album length song, like someone shook your head and all the music came out and it yelled DANCE DANCE DANCE.

For example - there's a part where Salt & Pepa's Push It comes up against Dee Lite's Groove is in the Heart and it segues into the bass and shouting of Nirvana's Lithium and it all sounds so fun, like all the best parties you've been to rolled into one.

And for whatever you wish to pay, you too can party up.

People always say the way the year starts augurs the events of the year to come. I think thats bullshit, but I hope its not cause this Jan 1 was all about sex and beer and cheese fries and people actually visiting us in inwood, so it would be fine with me if it keeps on in this vein.

We were just spending a relaxing day at home (this is the sex part) and then Jennifer called to say she was driving back from CT to DC, were we home, did we want to have some coffee? It was weird, because the night before I had dreamed that Jennifer was on Saturday Night Live and I was like, wtf, why is she on SNL? And everyone was like, JEEZ, don't you know she's on 30 Rock?! We don't see Jennifer all the time or anything, so it was really strange that I dreamed of her and then she called that very day. Jen was creeped out. Anyway, whatever, she came with her girlfriend, whose name I think is...Melissa. And we had a very nice time having some beers and coffee and olives and hummus at the Indian Road Cafe. I have very few lesbian friends, so its a good thing Jen has one decent ex we can socialize with or else I'd never get to have a conversation about insemination methods or when the church outlawed dildos with someone who isn't secretly gagging and horrified.

THEN it turned out that Andrew and TK were also in inwood, visiting some other friends. After Jennifer and (I'm just gonna call her) Melissa left, Jen and I made a brief stop at the Liffy II for a couple of beers, and then we met up with them and the people they were visiting and ended up at the Piper's Kilt for more beers and Irish Nachos (which are fries with cheese sauce and bacon on them and are the best thing ever in life). Kiersten was almost willing to come uptown if we were going to stay out, but that had bad idea written all over it, so I dissuaded Jen from heading back to the Liffy, Andrew and TK left, and we went home.

We watched CAMP and danced around and had the beers and then got slutty and had a generally awesome time. If every day of 09 is some version of yesterday with different people rotating into the guest spots, I'll be quite pleased.

We went to a pre-new year's party at Jen's cousin's apt. last night. Brittany and Chris are totally fun, they have the cutest baby, and it was just a nice, relaxed, boozy evening. I got to rant to their friends about library science. And Brittany used to work in publishing so she's got TONS of books so she sent me home with some lovely hardcovers to enjoy. Yay bookishness!

I like this pre-new year's idea. So much more festive and convenient than the forced festivities of new year's itself.

I'm not a fan of the resolution, but I do have new year's projects. Seriously cataloging the books in our house. Finishing a story I found in an old notebook called "the Invisible Purse". Washing all of the walls in our house with water and ammonia. It works awesome!

My son, my brother and his dog Milo

I got a gig writing about LEED platinum projects for Jetson Green a green building blog created by a guy named Preston Koerner, an attorney and LEED AP in Salt Lake City. I'll link to articles as I write em, here's my first article on the Kerr Foundation building in downtown St. Louis.

Long week of Christmas/Hannukah celebration. Freddy was captivated by the tree, but was also tried hard to touch the live flame on the Hannukah candles. Both traditions offer a lot to a five month old. I got some pretty good gifts all around including some Dogfish Head60 and 90 Minute IPA from my lovely wife. I also ate like a king and my fridge is still stocked with leftovers.

Last year I went to a holiday party and played with a friends' baby who is almost exactly a year older than Freddy. Laura was pregnant at the time and I remarked to myself that I would have a son that age next Christmas.

So, in the most Jimmy Stewart way, I got everything I wanted for Christmas.

Where did 2008 take you? This slideshow compresses part of the renovation at The Wine Press into a couple of minutes. It feels good to look back over the course of events in 2008, celebrate the milestones (reconnected phone and internet service) and recognize the contributions of friends.

Now, if you are looking for a little resolve turning over a new leaf, or just for fun — join us New Year's Eve. You will find Joe at the piano, warm regard and at midnight, a champagne toast to bring in the New Year.

Here's an optimistic "boo-yah," to holding on to fewer-trans-fats and managing a greener more neighborly mindset in a world where it is easier to behave decently (a bonus "hootie-hoo" for time spent in-the-moment). See you there.

We had a lovely 4 christmases, and unacceptable traffic only for one leg of the 2 day journey. Mostly, all was merry and bright. PLUS, Santa came.

Seriously, I feel like Santa answered the wishes in my heart. Mainly for money - my parents both gave me dollars, which let me make a substantial dent in my CUNY tuition for the spring semester, and nicer apartment stuff - jen's mom got us new slip covers, a new microwave, a new coffee pot, her dad got us new baking sheet, lovely new silicon spatulas. But even like, in the morning, I was saying Jen, do you need a new black turtleneck? That one is kind of ratty. And then we went to her mom's and someone gave her...a new black turtleneck! Everything we got is *useful* which is perfect and saves me from that "I'm a heel" feeling that one sometimes gets at christmas when you're like, ohhhh, thank you (but what am I ever going to do with this?) 

Thanks Santa(s)!

I hope everyone else had a Christmas as relaxing as mine. My dearest friend came to stay (before flying out this evening) and we got to visit with another good friend—complete with much-delayed arrival and impromptu sleepover—on Tuesday night. We ate a delicious dinner Christmas Eve (more on that later) and slept in late this morning. Santa blessed us many times over.

Before Christmas is 100% over, a few shots from our holiday party earlier this month. I think about 30 people ended up coming; I focused on food that would let me enjoy myself for once, so I made a couple things in advance and the only hot food was a giant pile of mini pizzas that I’d par-baked in the afternoon and reheated during the party.

I made one dip with butternut squash, a bit of crème fraîche, roasted onions and garlic, lots of parmesan, and sage. That was ok but not something I’d make again. Another dip/spread was basic white bean spread like we’ve always made, but dressed up with a little rosemary and lemon. Easy and so good:

I sautéed the garlic and onion until soft, then added in two cans of organic white cannellini beans and some very, very finely chopped rosemary. Chop as finely as possible; that texture is not good. They are technically already cooked but I find that they always need quite a while to take the canned edge off. I added a bit of chicken stock every so often to keep things from drying out, and cooked uncovered for a while, then covered until the beans tasted good.

I mushed them around a lot with the spoon so that it turned into a chunky spread instead of a pile of beans.

I stirred in lemon juice (about half a lemon) and topped with a bit of zest. I’d seen a Bittman riff on a Marcella Hazan recipe for a bean spread (canned beans uncooked, but pureed in the food processor) that included lots of lemon, and I will definitely add it from now on. It brightens up the beans and really offsets their earthiness and the rosemary flavor. Yum! I could have kept this a little wetter; next time I’ll do a bit more broth towards the end. Still, very very good.

The mini pizzas were a bit of an ordeal but fantastic as party food–easy to eat, no mess, hot and comforting and tasty. I used dough from Trader Joe’s; four bags divided into six little pizzas each. I topped them with sautéed leeks and sausage.

(I cooked them until just golden; during the party I heated them up so they were nice and crispy and cut each one in quarters.)

The living room, ready to party:

Ben’s chocolate chip cookies top the dessert offerings:

A crowd in the dining room:

And, just because I promised, here are Ari and Alex from Ben’s office (they’re not a couple, ladies). Alex is a faithful reader of the blog and likes to inspect Ben’s lunches when I send in leftovers. I hear he’s quite a cook, too!

Now we’re off to our friends’ wedding in CT, then a visit to Long Island before coming back to Boston for New Year’s. Enjoy the weekend!

      

My aunt Mary just sent me a collection of obituaries of my great-great grandfather, Frank Robbins. Here's the handsome devil right here:

One newspapaer described him as a "bluff, cheerful, hearty, agressive citizen", hopefully those were good qualities for Canadians to have in the early 1930's. Though I knew that he was elected to the head of the school board and reffed many a soccar game, revelations include his membership in the Knights of Pythias, being in the 91st Highlander Regiment and his tenure as the president of the Ontario Baseball Amateur association.

Temperatures today were in the single digits and made every leakage I should have plugged painfully obvious. There was the weather stripping I had neglected to put around the basement door, which I put on first thing in the morning in my bare feet. Then there was the matter of the bedroom windows which have up till now been letting a steam of cold air slink in onto the floor by my bed.

As fate would have it, the handle on the kitchen storm door snapped off in my hand as I was taking in groceries. Perhaps it was the cold that had made the metal brittle, but I'd like to think that it was Old Man Winter letting me know who runs things around the midwest this time of year.

I must be some kind of masochist; this afternoon as the snow barely started to fall I thought to myself “Kate, go run 90 errands. It is less than a week before Christmas and they’re saying to stay off the roads, but clearly you must acquire more Pine Mountain logs (like duraflame, but better, and I know we should use real wood but it makes the fireplace smoke, so shh) in order to survive this weekend.” So I got in the car and drove to Everett, where Costco is, and while I was wandering aimlessly in Costco (do those places make anyone else feel like a lost kindergartener?) the harmless drifting snow turned into a pelting blizzardy craziness, but still, instead of heading home I went to three other stores in the complex in order to run lots of other slightly-pointless errands. And then after it took about 40 minutes to drive home, I went to Whole Foods.

The upside is that while the 45 pounds of Pine Mountain Logs remain in the back of the car, I did get the makings for another batch of those meatballs. Posting about them the other day reminded me of how good they were. I also got one of those half-loaves of bread that come slathered in butter and garlic, hurray!

Since this is an aimless sort of post, here is an aimless sort of picture: The wreath I made out of willow twigs I found on a walk after Thanksgiving!

Have a fantastic weekend, everyone, and be careful out there in the snow!

      

On the 8th of September..

..I left our Washington, DC apartment at 8am and driving "Ruby" I arrived in Saratoga Springs, NY at 5:30pm.
About 460 miles from here to there and about 80 miles shy of tomorrow's final destination at Blue Mountain Lake in the Adirondack Mountains, where Bob, Barbara, Margaret and myself will kayak out onto the lake and ceremoniously let fly Patti's ashes to the wind, as was her request.

But right now I am sitting at the Amtrac station waiting for Margaret's train to arrive at 7pm.
Yes.. she took the train from DC instead of driving with me. She says she felt the great urge to take the train and besides that she says she doesn't do well in sitting in a car all day. I am in agreement that when "the angels tap you on the shoulder" to do or not do something then it's best to listen up and consider the feeling.
I found the drive to be easy and enjoyable and according to Margaret, her train trip was enjoyable as well but also relevant in that she made friends with and was able to help another person to not take a wrong train.
That's how it works sometimes.
So very many things, people, events are connected in time way beyond our small sense of the "right now". We "catch up" to one another, some more personally important than others, and we "connect", if only for a moment and then move on our own way in time.
As we all know in looking back over our lives, the smallest of innocent choices can have the greatest ramifications down that road of time. More often then not we just don't know which of our small decisions, our smallish connections eventually turn out to be the ones that have profound influence in our lives or in the lives of others.
As Ram Dass has written: "We are all affecting the world every moment, whether we mean to or not. Our actions and states of mind matter, because we are so deeply interconnected with one another. ... and being Love is the supreme creative act."

I personally believe that Life pays back its debts to Itself, be they consciously creative or consciously destructive. (Oh we all secretly know the difference on which thoughts to act upon and which ones to unstick ourselves from.)
You are racking up some Good Karma, Margaret.. I suspect that the gods favor those of we mere mortals who help others and do it with no expectations of any kind of reward (save perhaps the required "thank you"). Caring matters.




The next day we drove on into the center of the Adirondack Park and to Blue Mountain Lake where we were to meet Bob & Barbara. The 4 of us would be kayaking over to Eagle Lake adjacent to Blue Mountain Lake and there doing the sad honors of spreading Patti's ashes, fulfilling her wish.
It was a little rainy on this last 80 mile lap and I fretted a bit about having foul weather the whole time we were scheduled to be here. (my concerns were thankfully unfounded in that the weather was good for our 3 days there.)





We all arrived in the afternoon. The chilliness of the air was a welcome reprieve from the oppressive heat and humidity of the city life that we had left behind. We remarked on this a number of times. Chilly!
Good thing we all brought our warm jackets...and spirits in the bottle to keep both body and soul aglow.













The four of us had a wonderful dinner in the lodge that evening.
Then breakfast in the morning. Meals included in the cost and they fed us too well!
Won't you join us for breakfast? (The waiter volunteered to take our picture after he took our orders.) Click the audio bar for a 2 minute podcast.





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