with a whisk, a colander and a rolling pin: Breakfast on Sabinal III: milking sunrise

Saturday, 27 February 2010

Breakfast on Sabinal III: milking sunrise

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Veena said...: very beautiful light on this land.; 1 June 2010 at 14:37

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The little girl stood on tip-toe and picked one of the nicest and biggest lunch-boxes, and then she sat down upon the ground and eagerly opened it. Inside she found, nicely wrapped in white papers, a ham sandwich, a piece of sponge-cake, a pickle, a slice of new cheese and an apple. Each thing had a separate stem, and so had to be picked off the side of the box; but Dorothy found them all to be delicious, and she ate every bit of luncheon in the box before she had finished. (Ozma of Oz, Frank L. Baum)

one area where I wish I were not like my mother: when I'm cooking noodles I inevitably let the pot of cooking noodles boil over.
Mennonite fondue: coffee and reeschtjes (rusks made from buns)
to share and pass on the knowledge of food means being active participants, not passively watching celebrity chefs and then ordering take-out food. It requires understanding where our food comes from, respecting the animals we kill, and being able to cook them--all of them, including the fat. jennifer mclagan, Fat.

fresh wild ontario blueberries
last fall when I packaged and froze corn, I thought two dozen packages was outrageous for one person. now all the corn's gone!
1890 Manitoba Daily Free Press 16 July 6/2 - He dilated on the delectableness of rabbit soup.
my grandmother drank her tea and coffee from her saucer. apparently this is known as kitchening.
I bought a small tub of Imperial cheese in honor of my father. it isn't what it used to be; at best it's become nothing more than good quality cheez whiz.
"Look at the mess we've got ourselves into," Colonel Aureliano Buendia said at that time, "just because we invited a gringo to eat some bananas." One Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel Garcia Marquez
If you record the sound of bacon in a frying pan and play it back it sounds like the pops and cracks on an old 33 1/3 recording. Almost exactly like that. tom waits

gastonomical lowlight for my first day in prague? breakfast at U Sutara Hotel. Just a notch above the styrofoam buffet of quality inn in lethbridge. highlight of the day? a juicy chunk of meat cut from a rotisserating ham cooking over an open fire in the town square.
great assets as fine raiment and good looks can be on festive occasions, they are not essential like artful cooks and stalwart digestions. -w. h. auden, "To-night at Seven-Thirty"
I can't take full credit for the schmoo torte or the pile of strawberries. My niece Irian had every bit as much to do with those desserts as I did.

got mistaken for a restaurant critic today at Trattoria Giuliana in brantford ontario. very attentive service to be sure and i would have given them a decent rating had I been one.
according to my mom, Taunte Trutje (my great aunt Gertrude) slowly simmered her gooseberries at the back of the stove to get a rich ruby brown jam
hulled all my strawberries tonight
conference highlight? trays and trays of big flat cookies, Mennonite style, perfectly stacked, lined up along two tables. compliments of kuma restaurant, aylmer, ontario

sorrel leaves are poking through the soil. in a few weeks i'll be able to make summa borscht
listening to the snap of lids on my jars of canned borscht with a great deal of satisfaction
I've got 8 litres of milk thickening on the counter. eagerly anticipating the cottage cheese.
well the eggs chase the bacon round the fryin' pan -- tom waits
Nasr Foods in really and truly gone. a sad, sad day.
world's best cabbage rolls? hungarian cultural centre, st. clair avenue w.
yesterday I learned about dried grape skin flour used in bread to give it a delicate purple tinge. that would be red grapes I suppose
my sister's dog enjoyed an entire pumpkin pie this thanksgiving and then had the gall to chomp into the second one!
boeuf bourguignon for dinner last night. watch out julie & julia
raisins as a yoga prop
aloo tikki chaat at haveli indian restaurant in ottawa
watermelon with a sprinkling of salt
once a year made from freshly dug yukon gold potatoes: crisp-hot-fried in lard-french fries with mayonnaise and salt

Saturday, 27 February 2010

Breakfast on Sabinal III: milking sunrise

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