Showing posts with label Food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Food. Show all posts

Thursday, July 5, 2007

Beeps and Bleeps

It's one of those typical Michigan summer days. Brilliant sunshine and steamy atmosphere, which quickly shot to cool and breezy, then to full blown storm, and now back to brilliant and steamy.

For some, this just feels like home. For others, like my son, it's headache-inducing.

So he's lying down, trying to lick his migraine, while I continue to putter with summer fruits and vegetables. The first flaming fury peaches made their appearance at the Farmer's Market yesterday, so they were combined with second-week blueberries and made into a cobbler.

This recently beeped at me, letting me know that I probably cooked it too long. I'm still getting used to a new kitchen set-up and equipment, and I have realized that I probably need to cook things for a bit less time in my new convection oven, but out of habit, I still use the settings of the old times for my distinctly lower-tech previous oven.

The cobbler came out bursting and bubbly and a lovely maroon/purple color, so at least we'll have a colorful dessert. The smell is right, too, so it may be that the timing was fine and I have something else to be grateful for.

Now for the bleep.

At the orthodontist's today, the doctor asked us what we'd done for the 4th. It turns out she was equally unimpressed with our local parade, which she had seen for the first time. "So anyone can walk in this parade, right?" she asked.

Yes. Apparently.

Wednesday, July 4, 2007

A2 July 4th

What's July 4th without a cookout? Without a parade?

The parade was minimal. The mayor didn't even bother to show, although John Dingell did. Interesting, when one of the most powerful men in Congress can make it to a smallish-town parade, but John Hieftje can't make the time. OTOH, he might have been on vacation, and I guess he deserves one, too.

The weather is that moist, greyish-sunnyish, hide and seek that causes naps.

Despite this, the non-cookout must go on, as who knows what the weather will do next, so we're doing a "cheat" cookout:

4th July 2007 (menu chosen by Danish son, who's experiencing the 4th with us for the first time)

barbecue chicken (cheating here - got roasted chicken and am re-roasting with bonesucking sauce - my barbecued chicken always tastes anemic)
corn on the cob
vinegar-based potato salad a la Patricia Wells
cabbage-apple slaw
hot fudge sundaes made with ciao bella ice cream and homemade fudge sauce

We also bought some firecrackers for the first time - snakes and sparklers. We'll see how that goes.

I've been reading the John Burdett Bangkok series. This has caused me to look into An Idiot's Guide to Buddhism. I browsed B&N today for Dalai Lama books and Anger by Thich Nhat Hanh. I decided to start with the Idiot's Guide and go from there. The reviews and those who reviewed (including Thich Nhat Hanh) were impressive, and I just want to see if I can even start to think about grasping the concepts.

Happy 4th. I hope that by next 4th the U.S. government will have implemented some more globally-minded policies, but I'm not holding my breath. I'm still grateful to have this country and the opportunities it provided to my ancestors and to me. I'm also hoping that we can re-establish ourselves as global helpers, rather than global conquerors. Here's to a more celebratory 4th next year. Cheers!