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MY FLAT SMELLS AMAZING.
After I got of my poor bruised ass, I gathered up a ton of leftovers from Thanksgiving and made some brand of turkey curry in my dutch oven. I love my dutch oven, which after frying two batches of stuffing and a game hen is pretty much non-stick these days.
Curry veterans reading this will no doubt lol, but I have never made curry before and I feel like a CULINARY GOD.
( Turkey Curry )
I still have about 4lbs of turkey left. Tomorrow night, after I have bought an onion: TURKEY CHOWDER.
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I have this weird thing, ok, I don't like to be away from home after dark.
It's not that I'm afraid of the dark or I think the Creepy People only come out at night, because Creepy People often accost me in the middle of the goddamn afternoon. I think, though I can't be certain, that it comes from never having strayed very far from home as a kid. Even as a teenager I never had a curfew because I never needed one -- the times I was out after dinnertime were so rare that we negotiated them on a case-by-case basis. I had to be home; Mum was in classes most nights, and there was Bernard to look after, dinner to make, homework to do.
I get this terrible sense that if I'm away from home or out of touch for too long, something terrible will happen. Granted, I have my cellphone, which is rarely more than ten feet from my body, but what if something at home catches on fire, or my flat is robbed, or some Awful Thing happens?
I've been trying to push off from this a bit, because there's no reason I shouldn't be out at night; I live alone, I make sure my home is safe, and I have my phone. But I still get this scary sense of urgency, even tonight when all I was doing was going a couple of blocks out of my way to pick up some food for dinner. I had to force myself to slow down, for one, and also to go past my normal turning and onwards to the shop, rather than chickening out and bolting for the El.
It might not be terribly helpful that while I was cost-comparing some mushrooms in the grocery store someone rammed me with a shopping cart and, because I have no sense of balance, I went over sideways in front of the tomatoes.
Some days a monastery looks awfully appealing.
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| 2009-11-29 18:21 |
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REMEMBERED ONE!
So, R went to his 10 year high school reunion on Friday night. He kind of had to, since as the class president he organised it. I missed mine, which is just as well since I've no real desire to return to high school. He said it was fine, a little weird, and that someone had assembled a photo montage...
R: There were a lot of pictures of me.
Sam: Were you the prom king? You were totally the prom king.
R: Yeah, I was.
Sam: Class president, star football player, prom king...god, you were the guy I hated in high school.
R: And don't think I wasn't very conscious of that. I thought about wearing a hat.
Sam: To protect yourself from thrown things?
R: To hide how bald I am.
Poor lad. He's very sensitive about how much more forehead he has now.
Also, I am watching the new Doctor Who animated cartoon, "Dreamland", and I have to say I'm enjoying it way more than I have the last few live action episodes in the franchise. I'd feel guilty about this, but frankly it's nice not to be clenching in anticipation of someone's horrible death.
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| 2009-11-29 13:05 |
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I went over to R's yesterday afternoon, to hang out and watch the Notre Dame-Stanford game and eat lots of takeaway. We had a good time, but if there were any especially quotable moments I've forgotten them. We also watched a film called Kandahar, about an Afghani journalist returning to Afghanistan after years of absence to try and find her sister, who sent her a letter saying she would kill herself during the next solar eclipse. The journalist has three days to get from the Iranian border to Kandahar to save her sister, traveling incognito under a burka.
R fell asleep about halfway through and I finally gave up when the significant pauses between characters and the incredibly repetitive dialogue got to be too much for me. He texted me this morning to ask if I survived it and I told him no. Apparently you never get to see if the journalist makes it to Kandahar to save her sister. On the one hand I get it: the journey, the experience of Afghanistan under the Taliban, is the important message. On the other hand, seriously, that was a really boring film with no apparent climax or denoument. I'm positive there are better ways to document the cultural wealth and material poverty of Afghanistan.
ANYWAY. This post is just to say that I haven't fallen off the face of the Earth.
I will admit that the peanut-butter-and-apple pie tastes better the day after it was cooked; apparently it really needs to be served cold.
I have to go back to work tomorrow. I like my job and all, but I really like staying in and watching movies while eating mediocre pie, too.
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| 2009-11-27 04:35 |
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| 2009-11-26 17:06 |
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New season of QI starts tonight! Stephen Fry's looking fit, isn't he? Well done him.
I didn't make pie today, the turkey kind of wore me down, but I was a CLEVER LAD and bought a pint of ice cream when I last bought groceries, then HID IT behind something in the freezer. And just rediscovered it, so. QUITE INTERESTING AND ICE CREAM.
And then I will sleep forever.
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| 2009-11-26 14:30 |
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THAT
WAS AMAZING.
OH YES IT WAS.
You can see a couple of things -- one, NOTHING ON THE PLATE IS TOUCHING. Mock me not, I was a picky child.
Two, the herb rub is a little visible on the done turkey and definitely visible on the plated turkey. It's delicious -- like a light relish. It does make the skin more moist, though, so you don't get that lovely crackly skin.
Three, the fried stuffing was awesome -- I definitely recommend adding walnuts -- but I need a fryer basket, as one of those is visibly mangled. Still ate well.
Thee A, well, there's no sauce for the turkey. I didn't think to make gravy and if it had come out dry I would have just put a bit of bbq sauce on it, but it was so moist it totally didn't need any. It just about fell apart in my fingers, very much like properly smoked turkey will. I didn't even bother with cutlery. Because FOOD GOOD.
On the other hand, I cooked an eight pound bird and now have seven and a half pounds remaining. I've stripped off what I could -- I'm waiting for it to cool before stripping the rest -- but seriously I'm going to be eating turkey for the rest of my life.
Or until R gets back on Sunday.
I DECLARE MYSELF KING OF THANKSGIVING.
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The turkey is in the oven!
I have thoroughly violated it. I washed it in cold water, rubbed herb paste under its skin, shoved apples and onions up its arse, laid it out on a rack, and oiled it all over before pushing a probe thermometer into its breast.
This is either going to be awesome or totally inedible. If the latter, well, it was art while it lasted, and I have the delivery number of an open-on-Thanksgiving sushi place.
( Aromatics and Herb Rub )
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I had potato oyaki for breakfast! Which...I did not photograph, first my hands were starchy and then I was too busy eating them. It's a bit like eating a hand-held shepherd's pie.
I got the original recipe here, but I rewrote it slightly as I do most of my recipes and I want it archived here anyway.
( Potato Oyaki )
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| 2009-11-26 08:54 |
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On this day, citizens of the United States gather to give thanks for turkey, for the Blues, for the sanity to stay home on Black Friday, and for our foreign neighbours, who peer curiously and a little indulgently at us from across the borders. Today I'm making Tarte aux pommes et beurre de cacahuète à la Chicago, though I'm only calling it that to tease la_rainette, who objected strongly to French and Peanut Butter ever mixing. :D
I am still thankful, but I am also thankful for a job I like, a boss I like who likes me, my beloved Bigger On The Inside flat, a gas cooking range, an electric blanket that works, public transit, my family, my family being several states away, and this FIVE DAY WEEKEND OH YEAH.
In the way of attempting to cause a Thanksgiving Miracle: violetisblue contacted me yesterday (sorry this post is late, Violet!) about adopting an ITTY BITTY TORTIE KITTY. I'm not financially in the position to adopt a cat right now, plus R's allergic, so I thought I'd put out a call on the cafe.
Is there anyone in the Chicago or Northern Indiana area who is looking for a cat? She's two years old, spayed, feline leukemia negative, all her shots, no behavioural problems. Her foster mum says the shelters in their area are full and she can't keep her because her own cat has problems; she's willing to deliver her to someone who's reasonably local to the area. If you're interested, get in touch with her at violetaugustine at gmail.com. Suggestions for no-kill shelters that will take cats from across county lines are also appreciated.
Happy Thanksgiving, all!
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