Victory!

A notice came out on local social media that there would be an announcement about the Wayne Golf Course today at 4 pm. This is the golf course across from our condo that the now-former mayor wanted to develop into luxury homes. I was at work, but Julian attended. When I got home, he gave me the news: The land conservancy Forterra is buying both the front and back nine of the course! You can read more about it in this Seattle Times article. The plan is to keep it as undeveloped park land.

This is the best possible outcome for the golf course. The back nine is way too boggy to hold houses unless you bring in lots of fill. Most of the front nine is covered by a conservation easement, but that didn’t stop a proposal to build 76 townhouses on four acres. The traffic is bad enough now without putting even more houses on the street. It will also help restore habitat for fish and wildlife in the area. As our new mayor said, “Kirkland and Woodinville [neighboring towns], eat your hearts out!”

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The God-Awful Chicken Dish

Every family has a certain recipe that reaches legendary status for one reason or another. Recently in my family, it’s something that got the name in the title. I have yet to try it, since I’m on the West Coast. My mother hates it, but my sister Terry and her family love it.
According to Terry, you take chicken pieces and coat them in a mixture of mayonnaise and a little horseradish. You then bread and bake them. The chicken is served with a horseradish sauce.
Today was a family celebration for the birthdays of my nephew and his wife. Terry made the God-Awful Chicken Dish (GACD) for the occasion. Mom told me on the phone yesterday that she’d bring her own main dish because Terry was making the GACD. When I spoke to Terry today, her retort was: “I don’t know why she hates the GACD. There’s not that much horseradish in the chicken. And she likes cocktail sauce, which has plenty of horseradish in it.”

A former roommate theorizes that tomato and eggs are great detoxifiers of obnoxious flavors. Maybe if Terry slathered the chicken with cocktail sauce rather than a mayo-horseradish mixture, Mom would eat it. I’d be more inclined to because of my mayonnaise aversion. Truth be known, Terry has her own chicken quirk. She hates chicken skin, so making wings is out of the question. As we say in Bothell, à chacun son goût.

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Haikus for a January Commute

The rain was falling, and traffic was crawling. What else is there to do on a bus than write haikus?

Some explanations for the first haiku. STEMI stands for S-T elevation myocardial infarction, a form of heart attack. ED stands for the emergency department. I work with heart surgeons.
Code STEMI, ED
It means just one thing to me –
Job security.

This one is based on a guy I saw one day. He was texting with both hands while pedaling his bike.
Texting bicyclist
Becomes a hood ornament
On an SUV.

In an earlier post, I described I-405 as western Washington’s longest parking lot.
Drive on 405?
It’s such an oxymoron.
More like park on it.

Small spiral notebook
Weighs much less than my laptop
And won’t be stolen.

Big construction cranes
Dominate the skyline here.
Progress? Maybe not.

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I Don’t Mean to Gloat, But

I saw the first daffodil in bloom on Friday. I think this is about as early as I’ve seen it happen. (Apologies to my friends digging out from the snowstorm.) The rate things are going, the Skagit Valley Tulip Festival north of us may need to be moved up to March.

A view of the tulips on display at Roozengaarde in 2013.

A view of the tulips on display at Roozengaarde in 2013.

 

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Snowstorms

I’ve lived through my share of snowstorms, having grown up in the Snow Belt of upstate NY. My benchmark storm was the blizzard of 1966. Between 9 feet of snowfall (yes, you read that right) and high winds, we had six snow days in a row off school. We lived at the foot of a hill, and the snowplows couldn’t break through the wall of snow at the top of the hill for days. This offered a great opportunity for my sister and me to use the road for sledding without any pesky cars in the way. We carried our aluminum saucer sleds up the hill, and down we’d fly. After several days of this, even we got stir-crazy away from school. Finally the snowplow was able to bust through the snow wall, and we were back to our normal routines.

Some of the more memorable snowstorms of my adult life occurred in places where snow isn’t common. A month before we moved from North Carolina to Seattle, we had a snowstorm where we lost power for two days. One night we heated Lean Cuisines in the gas grill for dinner. Seattle doesn’t get much in the way of snow, but all hell breaks loose when it does.

So what can one do when snowed in? Cook and/or bake. The gas grill and a Coleman stove saved our bacon when our power went out. I made bagels during another snowstorm when school was closed. A pot of soup or chili is a natural thing to make in nasty weather. You can couple it with cleaning out the produce bin of excess carrots, onion, and celery. Make plenty so you can have leftovers for lunch once the plows come through and you can go back to work.

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Dates and Compromises

Here’s another contribution from my friend Michele.

Eight or ten years ago I started buying these absolutely delicious medjool dates from Israel. They are fat, tender, and outrageously sweet. Can’t eat too many at a time. We mash these dates with crushed nuts to fill hamantaschen and thin mashed dates for dipping apple slices and hallah at Rosh Hashana. In November, while reading Jerusalem, A Cookbook, by Yotam Ottolenghi and Sami Tamimi (Ten Speed Press, 2012), I came across a recipe for “Baby spinach salad with dates & almonds.” The photo shows red onion, bits of nuts, pita, and dates sprinkled over baby spinach. Inspired, I determined to have this salad “pre-plated” in front of each seat at my Thanksgiving table before the guests sat down.
My daughter, who’s not a big salad fan, objected. She’d rather a salad that she likes: how about tomatoes chopped with red onion and avocado? First objection: neither tomatoes nor avocado were in season in November. Ok, so avocados are never in season in NY state. And while we eat bushels of tomatoes when they are in season, I refuse to buy the pale colored crunchy things that pass for tomatoes the rest of the year. Second objection: I wanted to try the date salad. Yes, we could offer both, but then they would need to be in serving bowls and I really wanted the color on top of each dinner plate in advance.
The compromise: mixed greens (mesclun) lightly dressed with lemon juice and olive oil on each plate in advance and two bowls of “salad toppings:” (1) dates and red onion macerated in wine vinegar with toasted pecans and (2) tomatoes chopped with red onion and avocado, drizzled with lemon juice to deter browning.
The surprise: most people took both toppings, on either side of their plate of greens. Including my daughter.
Moral: All in season is better, but sometimes you just have to compromise!

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The Internal iTunes

I have a weird memory for music. Sometimes a song I haven’t heard in years will suddenly pop into my head, complete with lyrics and the right musical arrangement. The scientific term for this phenomenon is earworm. I prefer to think of it as my internal iTunes.

There are bad earworms and good earworms. The bad ones are sappy pop tunes where the choruses can run through my brain for days. An example of good earworms occurred in the last two weeks, after learning of the deaths of David Bowie and Glenn Frey. I’ll admit that I don’t know much of Bowie’s oeuvre, but “Space Oddity”, “Changes”, “Young Americans”, and “Under Pressure” came to mind. This week the internal iTunes featured “New Kid in Town”, “Desperado”, “Best of My Love”, “Lying Eyes” , and “Heartache Tonight”. After seeing the latest Bernie Sanders political ad, the complete version of Simon & Garfunkel’s “America” appeared.

Tomorrow I’ll probably return to something more aggravating. I don’t dare mention an example, lest it get stuck in my internal iTunes for days.

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Democratic Debate Drinking Game Postmortem

It’s a good thing I didn’t participate. Donald Trump would have given me an epic hangover. He was mentioned more than any of the other terms combined.

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Democratic Debate Drinking Game

Julian said, “I may need hard liquor for this.” So we devised a drinking game. Not that I’m going to have any alcohol, since I had a beer mourning the Seahawks’ loss.

Income Inequality: Take a drink.

Progressive: Take a drink.

Top 1%: Take a drink.

Donald Trump: Two shots. (Julian made the universal sign of a pistol to the temple.)

Results later.

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I Got Your New York Values Right Here, Bubba!

We were out celebrating Julian’s birthday last night, so we didn’t watch the Republican debate. I read about the disparagement of New York values by Senator Ted Cruz, and my native Upstate New Yorker blood commenced to boil. First, I don’t want my values conflated with Donald Trump’s. Second, I lived in Dallas for 10 years and got a glimpse of some of the worst of Texas values by their politicians. This isn’t to disrespect my friends who are from Texas and who still live there. However, let’s compare and contrast New York values versus Texas values in a few areas:

Highest-Paid State Employee

New York: The chief of Gynecologic Oncology at the Roswell Park Cancer Institute, Buffalo, ~$500,000

Texas: The University of Texas football coach, $5.1 million

Source: http://247wallst.com/special-report/2015/09/11/highest-paid-employee-in-each-state/

Percent Uninsured, Adult

New York 8.7%

Texas 19.06% (highest in US)

Percent Uninsured, Children

New York 3.26%

Texas 11.03% (highest in US)

Source: https://wallethub.com/edu/rates-of-uninsured-by-state-before-after-obamacare/4800/

Minimum Wage

New York $9.00/hour

Texas $7.25/hour

Source: http://www.ncsl.org/research/labor-and-employment/state-minimum-wage-chart.aspx

Yes, I cherrypicked these statistics. (Who doesn’t?) These reflect MY New York values.

 

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