I dare you to read this poem and not be moved.
Month: November 2004
Today I am thankful for many more things than I could list in one blog entry. They include (but are not limited to):
happy thanksgiving, friends.
With many thanks to Hannah, without whom I would be devoid of this tastiness
5 pounds of firm tofu
1 pound of tofu for the “drumsticks” – optional
2 tablespoons toasted sesame oil
1 large onion, chopped fine
1 and 1/3 cup celery, diced (about 4 stalks)
1 cup mushrooms, finely chopped
3 to 4 cloves garlic, minced
1/4 cup sage (may use 1/8)
2 teaspoons marjoram
2 teaspoons thyme
1 teaspoon winter or summer savory
salt and pepper to taste
1 teaspoon rosemary
2 teaspoons celery seed
1/4 cup soy sauce or tamari
3 cups Pepperidge Farm Herb Stuffing
1/2 cup toasted sesame oil
1/4 to 1/3 cup soy sauce or tamari
2 tablespoons miso
2 tablespoons orange juice
1 teaspoon vegan mustard of choice
Mash tofu or mix well with hands. Be sure that all of the lumps are out. Line a 12″ colander with wet cheesecloth over lapping the sides. Add the mashed tofu to the cloth covered colander, press down and cover with the overlapping sides. Place the whole thing in a large bowl. Cover the cheesecloth with a plate that fits inside the
colander and place a 5 pound weight on the plate. Refrigerate and let sit for 2 to 3 hours.
When time is up, start the stuffing. Saute’ the onions, celery and mushrooms in the 2 tablesoons sesame oil. When soft, add the garlic and all the rest of the stuffing ingredients, except stuffing, mixing well. Stir and cook for 5 minutes. Add herb stuffing and mix well.
Remove tofu from fridge and take off weight, plate and top of cheesecloth. Hollow out tofu to within 1 inch of the sides and bottom, placing the tofu in a bowl. Place the stuffing inside the shell and pack in firmly. Cover with the remaining tofu and pat down firmly. Turn stuffed tofu onto a greased baking sheet, flat side down. Gently press on sides of “turkey” to achieve a more oval shape. If desired at this point, you may mold “drumsticks” out of one pound of tofu, and place on each side of the “turkey”.
Mix up the basting mixture and baste tofu “turkey” with half of it. Cover the “turkey” with foil, and bake at 400 degrees for about 1 hour.
Remove foil, baste with all the remaining mixture except a few tablespoons and return to oven for 1 hour more, or until the “turkey” is golden. Remove from oven and use rest of basting mix. Using at least 2 large spatulas, move to a large plate. Serve with the gravy of your choice, if you wish, and cranberry sauce.
Nate asked me for my roast chicken recipe, and this is the best approximation I could come up with.
Preheat the oven to 425. Wash your chicken inside and out, and pat dry with paper towels. Place the chicken breast-side down, and cut small slits in the skin on the back. With your fingers push several pats of butter under the skin. Prepare a rub made up of any of the following:
Generously rub the herbs/spices all over the chicken, inside and out. Place the chicken in a roasting pan, preferably one with a slightly elevated rack, and roast approximately 2 hours, give or take, depending on the size of the chicken. The chicken will be done when you can easily twist the leg off, or when you can poke the breast down near the leg with a knife and the juices run clear.
That’s my basic recipe. I like to make stuffing along with the chicken, and I will fill the cavity of the bird with a mixture of the following, baking the rest separately:
chopped white onion
more of the herb rub
This fall we made a really tasty roast chicken with all kinds of tasty citrus-ness, but I can’t remember the recipe as it wasn’t mine. I know we filled the cavity of the bird with oranges and lemons, and used orange juice, ginger, and tamari for part of the glaze. I’ll have to look around for that recipe – it was different and delicious and made for excellent soup stock
Baked Carrots with Cumin, Thyme, Butter, and Chardonnay
1 lb carrots, scrubbed and peeled
1/2 t cumin seeds, crushed
1 handful fresh thyme leaves
4 large pats butter
1 glass Chardonnay
salt and pepper to taste
Preheat the oven to 425F. Tear off around 5 ft aluminum foil and fold it in half to give you double thickness. Place the carrots and butter in the middle of the foil. Sprinkle the cumin, thyme leaves, salt, and pepper over the carrots, then bring up the sides of the tin foil to form a pouch. Pour in the wine, then close up the foil pouch. Bake in the preheated oven for 45 minutes or until the carrots are tender.
I would recommend putting the foil packet on a cookie sheet to prevent any possible spills. These carrots will be wonderfully tender and flavorful without being wine-y or too spicy. We made them for Thanksgiving and they were terrific. I highly recommend fresh thyme over dried – they just weren’t as good with the dried spices.
Pigs in a Haystack
or, the pasta with a terrible name
2 T olive oil
3/4 lb mushrooms, sliced
6 oz canadian bacon, sliced into matchsticks
1 green onion bunch
1/2 lb vermicelli, boiled, drained, and set aside
1 C grated parmesan
1/2 C heavy cream
1/4 C pine nuts, toasted
Saute mushrooms in olive oil until tender. Add the canadian bacon and green onions, and toss to combine. Add pasta, cheese, cream, and pine nuts – toss until the sauce thickens and coats pasta and the mixture is heated through. Yum!
courtesy of Cooking Thai Food in American Kitchens by Malulee Pinsuvana
3 slices ginger, crushed
3 cloves garlic, crushed
1 T curry powder
1 T coriander powder
1 t salt
2 T butter
3 T light cream
1/2 C coconut milk + extra for basting
Cut 2 lbs chicken into one inch strips. Combine the above and pour over the chicken. Allow to marinate for at least two hours. Thread the chicken onto skewers and grill, basting with the remaining coconut milk. Good alone or with peanut sauce.
It helps a LOT if you soak the wooden skewers in water before using – otherwise they tend to break or burn.
A Week of Good News
On Monday I had a job offer – a somewhat full time position at a new children’s bookstore and cafe. I’ve been deliberating for a couple of days, but it’s thrilling to know I’ll be out of my current job within a few weeks.
On Tuesday, a friend did the sweetest thing I think anyone’s ever done for me. I don’t know if they dedicated it to me, but Luna deffo did play “California (all the way)” just as I walked in.
On Thursday, Sarah won a teaching award from the English department.
On Friday, Sarah’s fiance sent her flowers from Russia. Well, the flowers weren’t from Russia, but the call to order the flowers was. Either way, they’re gorgeous, and have an incomprehensible card, and made both of us cry.
On Friday, we had our Thanksgiving dinner. Everything was perfect, everyone was wonderful, no one ended up in the ER, and we sat up until 2:30am drinking wine and making a puzzle and playing stupid games.
This morning, on my way out the door to a NaNo write-in, I got a letter in the mail saying that I’ve been accepted to the library science program.
After so much heartache and struggle, it has been wonderful to have a week of good news.
this photograph is my proof
duane michals – this photograph is my proof
this photograph is my proof. there was that afternoon when things were still good between us, and she embraced me, and we were so happy. it did happen. she did love me. look, see for yourself.
from the novel
She looks at me as if she really sees me. Iâ€™m sure Iâ€™m over romanticizing this moment, but it feels like the first time Iâ€™ve really been seen in ages. I kiss her.
The taste of him in my mouth. How I missed this â€“ not his taste, but the taste of another person â€“ the taste of cigarettes and last nightâ€™s wine and the way his fingers play with my hair.
On film this moment would be oversaturated with light. Her skin would be too pale against the blue sheets, against the white of her pillowcase. The light would pulse and play across her features, across her body wrapped in the soft blanket. He is propped up on one elbow over her, their faces close enough to touch. In the background, something instrumental and nondescript plays, something with a name like â€œthe morning afterâ€ â€“ probably piano and something atmospheric. He touches the side of her face, and she turns her mouth to his hand, leaving a lingering kiss on his palm. They are bathed in a warm light â€“ the sort of light that means possibility and not that day has come and the moment is broken.