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Timeless Classics

It’s so cool to have a girlfriend in town. Yesterday we tooled around all day, catching up on two years of lost conversations. She wanted to stop at Best Buy and I found a Peter, Paul and Mary cd with two songs on it that I sang when I got my first guitar (cheap, nylon strings) at age 12.

So while I clean house and prepare for a weekend with husband and guest I’m singing along with Peter, Paul and Mary. How cool! I actually had a girl guitar band (the other two were tone deaf) at age 12 and we performed “500 Miles” and “Day is Done” at school. Mortifying. What gets me is how I even knew those songs existed. I know I heard them and figured out the chords.

That I’m listening to “This Land is Your Land” and the previously mentioned songs 40 years later means that they are timeless, ageless. Something I could aspire to be, someday. Enjoy your weekend! Dee

From when we first moved here… newly found

When I started as an insurance analyst for the state at the ripe old age of 22, a few months went by and my car insurance was cancelled. It was due on the first of the month. I sent it early so it would get there on time but it arrived on the first day of the month and they took it across the street to the bank on the 2nd so they cancelled my insurance.

The state had a mandatory 15-day grace period. Of course they cashed my check. I called and they said there was no way to reinstate my policy, back home a seven-hour drive away. I called the insurance broker several times and his secretary always told me he was unavailable.

Wouldn’t you know there was a reception that night and the state insurance commissioner was there. I’d known him since he was a lobbyist. He asked “What’s up?” and I told him. He asked me to call him directly the next morning with the broker’s name and number, stating that he wanted to deal with this issue personally.

Before noon he called and said “I love my job! I love doing this stuff!” A few moments later a shaken insurance broker called me, apologized profusely and said my policy was never cancelled. Whatever gave me that idea in the first place? Of course he knew he cashed my check and cancelled my policy in the same heartbeat.

So, like AIG (this wasn’t AIG) insurance is an ephemeral thing. It’s something you never want to have to use. No one wants to have a car accident or get cancer. The slimiest ones are those who go door-to-door and sell single-illness coverage to poor folks. Dante has a special place for those people.

Today I spent three hours on the phone with our car insurance company changing our address and getting rental coverage that doesn’t just cover us but the 99% of our lives we have in storage. It took three companies and two calls to our temporary state’s insurance office to get things straightened out. Then I took on the phone company. Remember when the Supreme Court told Ma Bell to break up? It’s back in business and called ATT. No, you can’t call this line they directed you to because you no longer have a combined bill. You only have three cell phones (sounds combined to me) and not a land line or a modem as well. Gimme a break.

Over forty years ago my great uncle told my father he was taking him off the will as executor as he moved too much. In this economy people need to move to get jobs, even temporary jobs. We’re lucky, in a way, as we don’t have to rip kids out of school to move halfway across the country. Taking the dog out of Urban Tails and Doggie Daycare isn’t a biggie.

I want to make it easy for corporate execs like Jim to move short-term with a minimum of effort. Right now it takes me a couple of weeks to enter a place and at least that much time to leave. There must be an easier way and I aim to find it. In the meantime, I spent too much time on the phone today with these blood-suckers, walking Zoe to get her nails cut and trying to find a summer gig for one of my fav musicians.

Jim’s out with Zoe looking at the cranes. Cool birds. Keep cooking. Not cranes, of course. It’s the next day and the cable/modem guys were here for a couple hours today as I was unable to get online yesterday to send this. Thursday, when the expanded cable and modem were installed, the guy reported a problem that is not only affecting us but everyone up here in this part of the world, homes and businesses alike so they had crews out making repairs to the main line to give us more power. Cheers, Dee
Cheers! Dee

Early Christmas

My father’s Uncle Ernst sent us a gift basket every year, from Switzerland, for Christmas when we were little. It arrived in September, sat until Christmas day then awaited thank-you notes until it could be opened. Of course it was quite stale but we grew up on the taste of spicy cakes. I went to a local store yesterday for one thing and came out that, and with mincemeat, lemon curd and lebkuchen. All will be put to good use.

The mincemeat must go for tarts, and all my tart pans are in storage at this time. The lemon curd is another Brit staple from my mother’s side, that I now use for a lemon-berry trifle. Lebkuchen is definitely from my father’s side of the family. When I saw it I bought a pack of eight of what my father called “God bless you, my sons,” just because the bottom is made of the same wafer Catholics would take at Communion. He was Lutheran. How was he to explain the bottom of lebkuchen?

Well, God bless him for that one. And God bless Uncle Ernst for keeping us in his thoughts for so many years. Best wishes, Dee

Coffee on the Deck?

Congratulations

To Jane,
Congratulations for all you do. The PhD is icing on the cake. Love from Dee and Jim

Mr. Potato Head

Last night I made the Swiss potato dish called rosti. It’s basically shredded potatoes cooked in a cake in a saute pan, flipped halfway through. I first had it in Zurich many years ago and it gave me one more way to love a potato!

When I told my husband I made his favorite potatoes, he said they weren’t, they were his SECOND favorite! His favorite is scalloped potatoes. And I know that these are his favorites because he doesn’t put ketchup on them! Well, he knows I’ll stop cooking for him if he does so, and he has become more accustomed to liking the flavors of the foods I cook rather than drowning them in ketchup or steak sauce as he does at a diner.

ROSTI

Yesterday I used small white creamer potatoes that I was going to boil, a small expensive bag that I just rinsed and dried. Right before I cooked them I put them through the large grater of a food processor (skins and all) and placed them on a clean kitchen towel and wrung them out then put them in a large bowl. Don’t use your favorite tea towel for this as if you don’t rinse it right away it may discolor.

Add salt and pepper. I added one thinly sliced scallion and a sprinkling of cayenne. Heat the oil (don’t use butter) or bacon fat, yes I used some for flavor on medium heat. Have your pan lid ready. Dump the potatoes into the hot saute pan, assure that they’re even and you might pull them away from the sides a bit. Right now you want to steam the potatoes so for 15 minutes on medium heat, keep the lid on and wipe the inside with a clean tea towel every couple of minutes so condensation doesn’t make the potatoes watery.

I’m doing timing for four people, so then take off the lid and flip the potatoes. Go for it if you will, or use a plate to transfer and definitely add more oil if you don’t have a non-stick pan. Finish cooking over slightly higher heat. Remove to a platter, cut in quarters and serve. Without ketchup.

SCALLOPED POTATOES

I use russets for this and slice them on the thin blade of my food processor. They’re peeled, of course. Have your baking pan rubbed with a clove of garlic, buttered and salt and pepper and cream, half and half or milk handy.

Place in your first layer of potatoes, salt and pepper, milk/cream, a second or perhaps third layer and top with dots of butter. Make sure it’s not swimming in cream. Place on a baking sheet to guard against oven spills and into a hot oven, 450 if your oven is true to temperature for 45 minutes to an hour. You want the top browned and liquid sizzling, and the potatoes to be cooked through.

Make sure everyone get a piece of the crusty top.

SLICING CUCUMBERS

One of the first recipes I posted here was my grandmother’s German recipe for cucumber salad, something my father loves to this day. Last night I saw Jacques Pepin make a salad by peeling a European cucumber, then using a sharp vegetable peeler to peel down slices until you hit the seeds, on all four sides. It makes for lovely ribbons. Yesterday I used a bit of sherry vinegar instead of the apple cider vinegar that his mother used. Delicious!

Hope you’re having a great day. It’s snowing here and will for the next few days. Enjoy Spring while you can! Dee

Many Happy Returns

I lend books out but so many aren’t returned, even with my current (then former and former former) address. This book definitely belongs in the repertoire no-one reads or orders from. Yes, essential cookbooks.

Years ago I lent The Food and Wine of Greece, by Diane Kochilas, published by St. Martin’s Press, 1993, to a friend. After both of us moved I never expected to get it back and hoped she was enjoying its recipes. Yesterday, I got a package that included the lent book. Two weeks ago I bought it anew and haven’t opened it yet.

An embarrassment of riches, one might say. I say let’s keep the old and give away the new. My m-i-l might enjoy some new recipes, perhaps I’ll send it on.

This book is fantastic. One of the best casual “company” meals I know is its Moussaka. It allows you to spend time with your guests while dinner is in the oven. Serve a couple of meze (appetizers) and a big Greek salad and you have dinner. Even better if you have some fresh fruit for dessert. Unfortunately, Jim hates eggplant so I don’t serve it often. It reminds me of my time in Greece with so many fresh and delicious meals to savor.

When making eggplant, I prefer to brush with olive oil and bake or grill, instead of frying. That’s just my preference. It’s still winter so make a moussaka or pastitsio for your family and friends. They’ll appreciate it! Dee

My last post

was about wishes, mainly about where to live, not what to do with one’s life. Tonight my love and his parents come up the mountain and they’ll miss the beauty I see right now. The golden grasses swaying in the wind, the sun casting shadows that I cannot hope to capture in a photograph, and I don’t paint. As I write the magic lessens, and words cannot contain what I feel for this country especially at this time of day.

It’s magic time. Ephemeral, like life. Since I cannot adequately describe it in words, you might look to “America, The Beautiful” to give some semblance of its majesty. Folks are home, must go finish dinner.
Dee

The Tailor

Forgot to include a photo of the tailor:

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Have a great weekend! Dee

Utah Summer

It’s 85 degrees here (105 down the mountain) and will cool to the 40’s tonight.  The cranes have been keeping me up, talking at night.  Quietly at 2:30 in the morning, quite more vocal between 5-6 a.m. but it sure is nice to have the windows open at night!

Especially as I added curry to my carrot soup and can air it out tonight.  I marinated two boneless, skinless chicken breasts in soy sauce, lemon, peperoncini (hot pepper flakes), garlic, ginger and pepper and it’s on the grill.  Soup is ready.  I’ll let you know how that goes.  We were also left some frozen hash-brown potatoes (Ore-Ida frozen) by a departing neighbor and I’m cooking those and we’ll be ready in a few minutes.

Photos include one late afternoon from the path a few feet from our downstairs deck, one of mama crane and baby “colt” taken this morning, as well as the balloons.

Hope your weekend was great!  Dee