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Sunday, August 28, 2016

Food for thought...

It's not Wednesday, but....


Ellie's Kitchen: Creamy Lemon Sauce with Egg Pasta, Corn, Leeks & Peas

     I would love to say that I create my own amazing recipes and we all leave the table happy, full, and deliciously fat. Sadly, this is not the case. I can but mimic the efforts of other excellent cooks, and reap the rewards of praise from family and friends. I am okay with this. And so I will continue to share recipes we have tried and heartily enjoyed, so that you may enjoy them as well. And I will bask in your tummy's happiness.

Creamy Lemon Sauce with Egg Pasta, Corn, Leeks & Peas

 

Ingredients
  • 1 tablespoon olive oil
  • 2 tablespoons butter
  • 2 ears corn, husked, kernels cut from cobs (I used frozen.)
  • 2 large leeks, white and light-green parts only, quartered and sliced
  • 4 cloves garlic, chopped
  • Salt and pepper
  • 1 cup shelled fresh peas or frozen peas, thawed
  • 1/2 cup dry white wine or chicken stock
  • 1 pound extra-wide egg noodles or tagliatelle
  • 1 cup heavy cream
  • 2 lemons, zested (about 1 tbsp.) and juiced (about 1/2 cup)
  • Freshly grated Parmigiano-Reggiano or Grana Padano
Directions
  1. Bring a large pot of water to a boil for the pasta.
  2. In a large skillet, heat the oil, one turn of the pan, over medium-high. Melt the butter into the oil, then add the corn, leeks and garlic; season with salt and pepper. Cook, stirring often, until the leeks soften, about 5 minutes. Add the peas, stir in the wine and reduce the heat to medium-low.
  3. Salt the boiling water, add the pasta and cook to al dente; drain and transfer to a large bowl.
  4. Meanwhile, in a small saucepan, bring the cream, zest and juice to a low boil over medium heat, stirring occasionally; remove from the heat.
  5. In the large bowl, toss the pasta with the corn mixture and the lemon cream; season. Serve with the cheese.

 http://www.rachaelraymag.com/recipe/creamy-lemon-sauce-with-egg-pasta-corn-leeks-peas/

Lulu's Library #8: Rod Espinosa's 'Courageous Princess' series

     We found a new-to-us graphic novel collection that the whole family loves, the Little Bit especially, as it has adventure, magic, exploring, greedy dragons and a talking porcupine all rolled into one. Rod Espinosa's Courageous Princess, MabelRose is snatched by a dragon determined to keep her in his castle forever. Instead of waiting for rescue (because what kind of intelligent, adventurous, brave princess does that?) she forms her own plan to escape and return to her homeland. And the rest is a story of high adventure written joust for young readers. Or older readers, and my husband and I read it to our little boy, and a couple days later our 19 year old was reading it as well.




(These loaded in the wrong order...the bottom one is actually book 1...and my computer is not cooperating. I apologize.)

Sunday, July 31, 2016

Abundant Harvests

Abundant Harvests: It is a beautifully cool, misty-rainy day for the last day of Beltane. Not a day to be out celebrating Tailtiu with games, but still perfect. We've been starved for rain this month, and today's rain feels like a benediction on the ripening tomatoes, squash and herbs. Later I will mix up bread dough and measure out rice for risotto. A touch of s...

Sunday, July 17, 2016

Reviews: 'The Cloud Forest' and 'Solo'

I didn't intentionally read these back to back, but what a great coincidence. Peter Matthiessen and Susan Fox Rogers each present books that take readers away on adventures they may perhaps never go on. I hope to one day travel to Spain, and Ireland and Scotland, Germany and possibly Sweden, but South America? I doubt it. Ditto India. (He doesn't go to India). But the writing is so perfect, you feel as though you are on board ship with him.
The stories Susan Fox Rogers collected and edited for Solo are so outstanding, either in the physical action (out-skiing an avalanche, hello!) or the emotional journey that those women experienced I wished I too, could throw it all in and just go. Go where my feet led me, go where my heart told me, go where my finger landed on the map. Perhaps it's selfishness, perhaps it's the onset on mid-life crisis, call it what you will, but I couldn't help but experience a pang of envy reading about these amazing adventures in places I will never see. My remedy has been to read more, of course, but with my children, to 'plan' adventures and mysteries that we might discover together. I don't really want to just run off and leave my family (except on quesadilla night, that is, when dinner food becomes hats and masks and Frisbees, anything BUT dinner), but there is an entire world out there to be explored. Until I am able to, I will live breathlessly through others' words, and encourage further exploration with my own family.

Currently I am working my way through Robert Frost's poetry. Everyone has read at least on poem by Frost, I am sure, unless you didn't go to school in the US. However, it seems we are only ever given the standard fare: After Apple Picking, The Mending Wall, The Road Not Taken, Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening. I've never even actually read The Gift Outright. (It's in the book, and I'm trying really hard not to jump ahead and peek). Oh, yes, and the dismal Out, Out I read in high school English class. I have discovered such treasures as The Oven Bird:


There is a singer everyone has heard,
Loud, a mid-summer and a mid-wood bird,
Who makes the solid tree trunks sound again.
He says that leaves are old and that for flowers
Mid-summer is to spring as one to ten.
He says the early petal-fall is past
When pear and cherry bloom went down in showers
On sunny days a moment overcast;
And comes that other fall we name the fall.
He says the highway dust is over all.
The bird would cease and be as other birds
But that he knows in singing not to sing.
The question that he frames in all but words
Is what to make of a diminished thing.


and A Patch of Old Snow, which so eloquently resounds with today's world, I think. Every day we read/see/hear some new heartbreaking atrocity. If only it could all melt away...

There's a patch of old snow in a corner
That I should have guessed
Was a blow-away paper the rain
Had brought to rest.

It is speckled with grime as if
Small print overspread it,
The news of a day I've forgotten --
If I ever read it. 


Lastly, The Exposed Nest, reminding us of the sweet innocence and deep-hearted love that children have for the world they live in:

YOU were forever finding some new play.

So when I saw you down on hands and knees
In the meadow, busy with the new-cut hay,
Trying, I thought, to set it up on end,
I went to show you how to make it stay,        5
If that was your idea, against the breeze,
And, if you asked me, even help pretend
To make it root again and grow afresh.
But ’twas no make-believe with you to-day,
Nor was the grass itself your real concern,        10
Though I found your hand full of wilted fern,
Steel-bright June-grass, and blackening heads of clover.
’Twas a nest full of young birds on the ground
The cutter-bar had just gone champing over
(Miraculously without tasting flesh)        15
And left defenseless to the heat and light.
You wanted to restore them to their right
Of something interposed between their sight
And too much world at once—could means be found.
The way the nest-full every time we stirred        20
Stood up to us as to a mother-bird
Whose coming home has been too long deferred,
Made me ask would the mother-bird return
And care for them in such a change of scene
And might our meddling make her more afraid.        25
That was a thing we could not wait to learn.
We saw the risk we took in doing good,
But dared not spare to do the best we could
Though harm should come of it; so built the screen
You had begun, and gave them back their shade.        30
All this to prove we cared. Why is there then
No more to tell? We turned to other things.
I haven’t any memory—have you?—
Of ever coming to the place again
To see if the birds lived the first night through,        35
And so at last to learn to use their wings.

Wednesday, June 29, 2016

Reading, Reading, Reading, Reviewing!

     I have to say: I love my job. I am an administrative assistant at an assisted living facility, and I love what I do. I work with great people (including the best boss EVAR!!!) and work for some truly wonderful seniors. I do however, have one issue with my job. I can't read there. I mean, I have to work. Not read. Well, we can't have it all, I suppose. On to the Reading List....

     We left off with me beginning Brenda Wineapple's White Heat: The Friendship of Emily Dickinson and Thomas Wentworth Higginson. The saddest thing, I think, is that the work Emily Dickinson left behind was 'edited' (many say butchered) by Mabel Loomis Todd before Higginson was able to arrange it in book form to present to the unsuspecting world. That being said, of the more than one hundred poems Dickinson personally sent Higginson, they survived intact, and thanks to Higginson's correspondence with Emily Dickinson, readers are able to read the very same words that so shocked, dazzled, and enlightened Thomas Wentworth Higginson, and forged a twenty-five year friendship that transcended literature,  place, politics, and time. 

     Next, Bernd Heinrich's Mind of the Raven: Investigations and Adventures with Wolf-Birds
 I was disappointed in this one. Some years ago I had read Crow Planet: Essential Wisdom from the Urban Wilderness by Lyanda Lynn Haupt, and loved it. (Really, if you like corvids as much as I do go check that one out.) I had expected this to be more of the same, just ravens, not crows (and yes, they are very different). Mind of the Raven is essentially the author's printed studies and the processes of those studies on ravens both in the wild and ones he has raised. While it was very well-written, I am not an ornithologist, and so was not very interested. (I did finish it, but with enough effort to deserve a medal.)

     Radical Homemakers: Reclaiming Domesticity from a Consumer Culture by








      Soulspace: Transform Your Home, Transform Your Life - Creating a Home That Is Free of Clutter, Full of Beauty, and Inspired by You by Xorin Balbes brings to mind a slimmed-down version of Sarah Ban Breathnach's Simple Abundance. It also bears a very slight relation to Radical Homemakers and Gardening at the Dragon's Gate in that Balbes encourages readers to make their home the center of their spiritual being. It is in our homes that we can find the center of who we are and who we wish to be. By working on our homes and creating a space that fits us, we will create a haven for ourselves, find inspiration, and grow. This was a great read, but as I rent an apartment and cannot paint my walls scarlet and vermilion and cut new windows, I think I'll save it to read again until I own a house.

     I am currently on page 18 of Peter Matthiessen's The Cloud Forest, and already love it. He's only in the Sargasso Sea currently, but the book is written as a travel journal, and the touches of humor he throws in amid observations and scientific notation are perfect.

     Whew, there's a review for you! That's what I get for not posting after each book I suppose. Happy reading, and I'll fill you in as Peter and I travel.