Monday, August 29, 2011

Happy or Contented?

We know happy cows make for great butter; do contented cows make for better cheese?  Here is a great NPR news story that plays into this week's cow postings. These questions and more will be answered on Thursday.  Please stop back by.  Until then can you identify where these cows live?

Thursday, August 25, 2011

You may already be a winner....

I received three pieces of mail in the last week making this proclamation...oh how I wish it were true. Yes the money generated would allow for more stuff. "Stuff" however is usually one of three things: necessary, disposable or sentimental and what I'm looking for transcends to the less tangible commodities of time and experience.

Without the need to generate income "work" could be set aside for a period and I could find other ways to occupy my time. Overall, I do love what I do and find genuine satisfaction in my work product, activities and with the people I work with. I say this despite the dismal and always damning budget forecasts that have disheartened and demoralized my work environment and the world in general. So what is it within me that has changed to make me want to quit "working" at this point?

Some might call it my world view, my priorities, my attitude...or whatever. It started with the cancer, how could it not have? Let's face it I had three months "off" but it wasn't like I was enjoying it...I still had a job to do and it was getting well. A job, that really doesn't end, but changes to more of an ongoing maintenance issue. Just because the cancer is gone doesn't mean the quality of life is what you had before. Fatigue and the side effects of meds, still in your system or that you take ongoing, are still a part of your daily reality and have a major impact on it.

Time really becomes the key and it is often the one thing that you are least capable of controlling. If you have the energy often you don't have the time; if you have the time you might lack the energy. It becomes that infinite circle of the snake eating its own tail. By not working you can reprioritizes both your time and energy; other than sleep (which we don't get enough of) work is the largest hog of our time and energy. One would hope if work is taken out of the equation maybe there would be a little more balance in that constant struggle.

What of the other stuff and no I don’t mean the cooking and the cleaning? Again with money these things can be minimized. I’m thinking more in terms of our relationships; specifically the time and energy to devote to our relationships with family and friends. In order for relationships to be successful you have to cultivate them both…with you guessed it time and energy.

Even under the best of circumstances life gets complicated: somebody gets sick, hits a rough patch or God willing finds a reason to celebrate. Within my little family of me, the Gracie Unit and by immediate extension my parents and my inner-circle, the coordination of efforts and schedules can be overwhelming at times. Add the considerations of distance and yes even weather and once again you are left a little bewildered.

At this point I’m left wanting; time and more importantly quality time is slipping away. Crap happens and I don’t want to look back and say should’a, would’a, could’a. I have interests and experiences that I want to explore, nurture and share through my relationships. I have always embraced the concept of quality vs. quantity but lately I can’t help but feel the quality is slipping away as well.  


So if Money = Time + Energy and if Time + Energy + Relationships = Happiness Squared at what point can we say Money = Happiness Squared?. I know I was horrible at Algebra but something tells me… mathematically it does not compute. That said, in the spirit of should’a, would’a and could’a I would like the opportunity to at least try. 

So Vanna can I buy a vowel please?

Monday, August 22, 2011

Fresh Catnip and Pumpkin for all...

Our Birthday Girl
It's the Gracie Unit's birthday...and she's getting to that age when she will soon stop having birthdays.  If I read my cat to human years conversion chart correctly this birthday makes her a more mature and sophisticated feline of 28.  Since she is a typical kitty slut, long on both vanity and notions we will just call her three. I think by her choice this will be her last birthday until such time she catches up with  me in about six years.

The shame of 2010
After last year's catnip induced coma, which eventually involved some court ordered kitty rehab and a work release bug control program, she decided for a more sedate evening at home this year. 

After the pumpkin 2011
 Head bumps and prupthfs Gracie......at this rate you'll never make it to four. 
                                                                                  

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Places to go, people to see and things to do...

I’m itching for a road trip.  At this point I’d settle for a quick business trip to the north shore…but what I’d really like to do is to load up the car with tuneage, snacks and MB and hit the open road and spend at least a couple of weeks just roaming and utilizing photo-ops.  So not in the cards but thankfully, I have an overnight along the Cannon River coming up soon (perhaps it will generate a blog or two).  In the meantime I’m trying to find new experiences around the immediate area to add to my dance card this fall. 

One of my first thoughts was to look into the adult enrichment education offered via the community education program in my area.  I have a camera I want to learn to use better, I'm always saying I should try some different artsy, fartsy or craftsy stuff, or heaven forbid a dance class.  Anyway in the spirit of "JUST DO SOMETHING", off to the Internet I went.  The first thing I find is the likes of pilates with many variations and yoga in many variations.  While I know these would be "good for me", particularly the yoga, thankfully most are offered during the day (I work), or on days when I already have a commitment on at least one or more of the series.  

Checking out the various classes listed, here are some plausible possibilities: 
  • Belly Dance Blast
  • Laughter Yoga
  • Ghosts and Hauntings with Annie Wilder
  • Storytelling and Acting
  • Digital Photography Level 1
  • Kitchen Knife Skills
I've also found an all women's community based chorus that might be worth exploring.  I haven't had much of a will to sing since I lost Agnes, and after loosing my voice this Spring for two months I'm not sure I can carry a tune in a bucket anymore.  That said I figured, what the heck, I owe it to both Agnes and myself to at least check out a rehearsal and see what they do and how demanding the commitment level is.

I did sign up for a couple of "cheese" classes for this fall; I just wish a local wine shop would do something similar.  Next stop is to check out the local cooking stores or the yarn shops for educational inspiration.  I also want to take advantage of the public library's Museum  Adventure Pass Program and check out the Minneapolis Institute of Arts, the Walker and the Minnesota Zoo. 


There is so much I want to see and do and yet I'm limited by time and energy...if I could just figure out a way to live without the day job :-)  So what about you Gentle Reader, what's on your "To Do" list for this fall? 

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

My New Orleans: the cookbook by John Besh, a review

Last winter while on chemo I became very much housebound both by the weather and my health. Therefore I lived for the mail delivery and with it the scores of cookbooks I purchased to while away the many hours I lingered on the couch. I’d dream of the day I had both the energy and the ability to eat anything I wanted and would conspire various scenarios where I would be back in the action of the kitchen again.

These days I’m still occasionally looking for my oft non-existent energy level and then there is the whole now that I can (in theory) eat anything I want; the question becomes should I. I’ve been trying unsuccessfully to address the weight gain from the drugs and have been vacillating between it would taste so good but there are so many other (healthier) choices out there. I'm not averse to healthy eating by any means; it’s just that chicken still has an off metallic taste to it and broccoli lost all its appeal in the hospital when it was served to me both soggy & grey.

Anyway, one of the earliest tomes to arrive during my necessity imposed exile was Chef Besh's My New Orleans.  I love this kind of cookbook, yes you get the the "recipes", but what I loved even more was the  context and history of the region through storytelling and the wonderful photographs.  Throw in some music and you have Mardi Gras waiting to take place.  While I have several cookbooks from New Orleans this has quickly become one of my favorites and instead of languishing away on the bookshelf it's actually a "coffee table" book now on display on the dining room buffet.

During my recovery I spent several weeks pouring over the material...inevitably something would capture my imagination and I'd head off to the Internet "to learn more about it" reminiscent of a weekday afternoon school special.  I think I lost three days alone learning about the various Indian krewes and their elaborate yearly handmade costumes...this obsession came courtesy of a photo attribution appearing in the chapter devoted to Mardi Gras. 

I also enjoyed the chapter on Feast Days including the Passover Seder where one of the items was a Creole Matzo Ball Soup.  Depending on the classic French mirepoix (carrots, onions and celery) rather than the regional favorite the holy trinity of celery, onion and bell pepper it did add tomato and red pepper flakes to give it the local flair.  Given this recipe is suitable for Passover, Chef ignores the whole sinkers and floaters controversy by avoiding the use of club soda or baking powder in the matzo balls.  At other times of the year let your Bubbie be your guide.

Many of the other chapters are seasonally and therefore indirectly ingredient driven like crab or oyster season or chantrelleles and blackberries. Sweet and savory stand side by side in an interesting and dramatic departure from usual cookbook formats that often depend on courses to categorize the recipes.  The annotated table of contents is enough to let you know what will be represented in the chapter and the book also provides a great index. As you would expect there are other holiday chapters like Thanksgiving and Revellion.

I had to laugh when I saw the inclusion of watermelon pickles under "Preserving Summer"; instantly I was thinking of both my mother and grandmother.  Upon further investigation it seems Chef Besh's Grandaddy was just as persnickety regarding his fig preserves as my grandmother was about her watermelon preserves.  It is these kinds of stories that give the book warmth.  I would also personally kill for access to 5+ lbs of fresh figs to try the preserve recipe. 

It should be noted, the recipes are not for everyone.  They are highly regionalized and in some cases not for the squeamish or as the LMF would say involves some potentially fear factor type foods such as shrimp heads, frog legs, pork cheeks and pigs feet.  The cooking techniques are often slow or multifaceted and in many cases not suited for a quick weeknight meal but rather for entertaining and holiday purposes and the minimum serving size is 6-8 and upwards of 12-16. 

One other thing I appreciated about Chef Besh's book, while he does provide a "basic" Creole spice mix, he has not tried to brand it to his own kitchen nor is he heavily dependant upon it in his recipes. While I understand the convenience (and consistency) factor associated with having such a spice blend hanging around if used in everything it begins to lose its impact both literally and figuratively making the food somewhat one dimensional. Chef Besh is also into the "spirit" of recipes rather than strict adherence to the letter of the law taking into account the need for individual taste, seasonal and regional availability of ingredients and the like.  This is the kind of cooking I grew up on, technique first...ingredients to follow.  Not unlike the musician who lays down the beat first and the notes magically sort of happen. 

The $50 price tag associated with the book may be off-putting to many a reader.  Personally I picked it up for song ($12.50 and no postage) given my "frequent flyer miles" with a cookbook club I've belonged to for years. That said, I would suggest trying your local public library to see if a copy is readily available or available through inter-library loan for you to review.  Then judge for yourself if it warrants inclusion in your own collection, don't forget used and/or discount copies should be available as well.

Overall I'd belly up to Chef Besh's bar anytime and he will be given priority on my next trip to NOLA whenever that may be.