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Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Cranberry Recipes

 Okay folks, here's some recipes I'm working on. Let me know what you think!

1 12 oz bag of cranberries
1 large navel orange, peeled, seeded and chopped
1/4 cup raw organic or biodynamic honey
1 tbsp freshly grated ginger
1 tsp freshly grated turmeric
pinch of salt

Pulse in a food processor to desired texture and eat with your favourite curry. No need to pulse it too long--I like to just make sure there's no whole cranberries left. Oranges and honey vary in sweetness, so be sure to adjust the honey to your taste. You can leave out the ginger and turmeric if you want. It's best if you have some raita and green salsa to serve with your curry as well.

If you have leftover sauce, just puree it until it's very fine and then make popsicles for the cold and flu season. You also can freeze some in ice cube trays and then make Shirley Temple smoothies with orange juice and/or hibiscus tea. You could add vodka to make a "Dirty Shirley."

Shirley Temple Smoothie:

1 cranberry chutney ice cube
1/4 cup orange juice
1/4 cup hibiscus tea
1/4 cup coconut water
1/2 cup sparkling mineral water

Put it in a blender and blitz it, or experiment with layering the ingredients.

Dirty Shirley:
1 cranberry chutney ice cube--make it into crushed ice
1/4 cup orange juice
1 shot vodka
1/4 cup hibiscus tea
1/4 cup coconut water
1/4 cup sparkling water

I'm thinking we should make crushed ice out of the cube and then experiment with layering the ingredients.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Roses and Taxis


Fun times Friday night with Anankana Schofield and Helen Potrebenko, author of Taxi. I had a good time asking people about their own anecdotes relating to cabs and two separate stories related to taxis in Buenos Aires. Apparently the taxi drivers there are often quite interesting characters. Eleven people even bought copies of the book, which is part of what this performance is setting out to do. Helen was quite chuffed.

I read a Martha Grimes today, The Old Contemptibles, which was a good read for a cozy cat napping kind of day. Last night I watched an episode of Jericho of Scotland Yard called The Murder of Johnny Swan which I also enjoyed. If I was an academic, I think I would write a book about the role of food in murder mysteries. I love the way food often winds its way into character and plot in mystery novels--sometimes in quite disturbing ways such as in Norwegian writer Jo Nesbo's novel: The Devil's Star. A woman who used to work in kitchens realizes that the black drops coagulating in her boiling potato water are blood because her husband says it tastes like eggs (albumen). There is an even more disturbing reference to food later in the novel, but I'll leave that for you to discover. I am loving the Scandanavian mystery writers, as are many Canadians, according to this article: http://www.emb-norway.ca/News_and_events/News/Nordic-crime-novels---a-hit-in-North-America/

Tonight I had some Parisian Red Rooibus tea from Shaktea on ice with some cranberry juice which was really nice. You can really taste the rose petals in the tea. It would be good in a champagne cocktail, methinks.

Friday, December 31, 2010

The Ins and Outs of 2010

Well, I've been reading the top ten lists that inevitably come out at this time of the year and some have resonated with me. The Daily Beast, for instance, picked up on the gluten free trend which seems to have really taken off and also the new interest in coconut, which has piqued my curiosity. I love coconut water and coconut flour certainly intrigues me. Eating local and urban farming is really hot right now and there is much demand for us to talk about our experiments with the Two Block Diet. Two of our group even ended up on the front page of the Vancouver Sun.

For me, this is the year that I got really tired of the food snobs. My personal approach to food has become much more humble, pared down and (I hope) respectful. I no longer seek the ultimate exotic taste sensation, but I want simple, reverent experiences with food, friends, and family. Let's face it--food snobs are bores and just end up whining about mediocre food ad nauseum. I'm sick of them and they are banished to sit in the corner with their jaded palates to keep them company.

Food is precious. I was touched when a man doing charitable work in Guatemala told me they eat their corn one grain at a time. Why? Because it is packed with more nutrition than our corn and because they are preparing themselves for a famine this year. That story makes me grateful for the richness of the food we have here in BC.

I heart bloggers. This is the year I really grew fond of the people who have no pretensions to stardom, but just share what they make and do for the sheer love of it. They are keeping it real and they inspire me. Sure, there are some bloggers who designate themselves worthy to freeload with impunity. You know who you are. Go sit in the corner. There's been a lot of blogger bashing going on in the media this year, ironically done by people who not too long ago were humble bloggers themselves. Methinks they do protest too much. Other people bash bloggers while desperately trying to re-invent themselves through social media because print is dying. Enough of the haters and the professional cynics. You, go sit in the corner with your lump of coal and your bitter self -loathing.

This is the year that coalition governments are in, budget cuts are in, the old party leaders are out and there's not much hope for any of our political parties. Bicycle lanes are in, and thank goodness we've got a mayor who is a man of action and stands by his principals. There's hope for us yet. Susan Anton can go sit in the corner too. She's out.

This is the year of celebrity Twitter. My in list is: Stephen Fry, who now has two million followers; Jamie Oliver, who tirelessly interacts with his fans; and comedian Ed Byrne who's wife just had a baby boy. Congrats!

Facebook is on everyone's lips, but I have still not joined because frankly my dear, I'd rather bake an apple cranberry streusel pie, like the one I just took out of the oven (Sid Goldstein's recipe).

This year I am ever more grateful for faithful friends. You rock!