Seattle and many of its suburbs ban the sale and personal use of fireworks. Not so our hometown of Bothell. In the two weeks before July 4th, there were at least 4 pop-up fireworks stores within the city limits. One was in the parking lot of a local megachurch, presumably to give a new meaning to hellfire and brimstone. We came home after the public fireworks shows in the area, and were entertained by additional blasts from houses in the neighborhood. As dry as it’s been hereabouts, it’s very fortunate that we didn’t have blazes after the fireworks.
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Jul 05
News Item
Texas is seeking somewhere to stash the state’s supply of gold bullion. Apparently they want to bring the booty home from New York City. This has resulted in numerous entities within the state lobbying to store the gold. This letter is on its way to Austin, along with many others:
Guvnor Greg Abbott
Austin, TX
Dear Guvnor Abbott:
I am Jimbo Purdy. Me and my brother, Bubba, own AAA-Aardvark Self Storage in Azle. We are the first Self Storage bidness listed in the Azle phone book, which means we are the best. We want you to pick us to store the Texas gold bullion.
AAA-Aardvark has many features that make us the place for our blessed state’s gold. Bubba and me both voted for you, as did my wife, Lula Jean. Bubba done throwed his wife out when he found out she voted for that uppity Wendy Davis instead of you. We’re located on the frontage road off highway 199, right next to the Whataburger. We even share a parking lot with the Whataburger, which makes it easy for you to get lunch on your way to visit the gold. We have storage units of various sizes, and you can pull the truck right up to any of the doors. We’re willing to help your boys unload the gold and stack it up just the way you want it. AAA-Aardvark is guarded 24/7 by Bubba, me, and three pit bulls. (There used to be four, but one just had a litter of the cutest pups around and is on maternity leave on the farm.)
We are willing to beat any price charged by those fancy self storage places in Dallas, Houston, or Austin. Hell, we’ll even skip the deposit in the interest of keeping the state budget balanced. And we can throw in your pick of the pit bull puppies for free. To reserve a unit, please call my cell phone at 817-555-AAAA. Bubba and me would be proud to store Texas’s gold at AAA-Aardvark.
Sincerely,
Jimbo Purdy
[Dang, I miss Molly Ivins!]
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Jul 04
Yippee for Yakima Peaches!
The first Yakima peaches have arrived at the fruit stand around the corner from our home. They beat by a mile the glorified bocce balls that get trucked here from California–and are cheaper. I vetoed buying some organic peaches that were on sale yesterday because they were unripe, rock-hard, and non-peachy-smelling. No amount of time in a paper bag on the counter would redeem them. The reputation of Yakima peaches has even spread to the bed and breakfast in France where we stayed last month.
Yes, there is a One True Cobbler® in our near future–if the weather gets cool enough so I can turn on the oven.
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Jul 02
Locks of Love, Seattle Style
A peculiar ritual came to an end last month in Paris. For years, couples would attach padlocks to the Pont des Arts and other bridges over the Seine as symbols of their lasting love. Tradition had it that the keys were thrown in the river. As with many rituals, things got out of hand. The weight of the locks bent the wire mesh on the bridges to the point that sections began to fall into the river. So the city decided to remove the wire mesh on the bridges and replace it with plexiglass. Julian took these photos when we were in Paris in May, just before the lock removal took place.
Fear not, young lovers. Seattle appears to have a place for you to declare your love with a padlock. Our friend Gayle noticed these padlocks on a fence overlooking the mouth of the Duwamish River. Since the Duwamish was once one of the most polluted rivers in the northwest, your keys could disintegrate in the sediment. How’s that for permanence?
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Jul 02
In Defense of Himalayan Blackberries
Himalayan blackberries are invasive in the Seattle area. The canes seem to sprout out of nowhere and grow almost as fast as kudzu in the Carolinas. Not only do they grow fast, they bear mass quantities of fruit from July to October. Birds consume the berries and spread the seeds in their waste, which produce more canes. Homeowners spend lots of time and money trying to rid their yards of these invaders. However, I have devised a simple way to prevent further invasion of Himalayan blackberries—pick them and eat them.
One of my favorite summer pastimes when I lived in upstate New York was picking wild blackberries and raspberries on my grandfather’s farm. I’d have to do a good bit of walking and endure lots of scratches to get enough berries for a cobbler or pie. My part-Labrador retriever, Lucy, would accompany me. She’d graze the lower canes while I worked the upper ones. Occasionally my mother’s basset hound, Clementine, would join us. She had to settle for the few berries that grew at her level, regardless of their stage of ripeness. One summer my 20-pound cat, Shamus, brought up the rear of this bizarre parade. He was more interested in keeping the dogs behaved than eating berries. (Shamus took no guff from dogs—he once rode a German shepherd out of the yard.)
When we lived in Seattle, the most accessible Himalayan blackberry patch was at the end of our street. I could pick a quart of berries there in less than 30 minutes without breaking a sweat. The Burke-Gilman and Sammamish River Trails also have large areas of berry canes. I suspect the berry-pickers hereabouts are more avian than human. This is a shame, because blackberries are tasty and have high nutritional value. According to my trusty 17th edition of Bowes and Church’s Food Values of Portions Commonly Used (Lippincott, 1998), ½ cup of blackberries contains more dietary fiber than the same amount of other fresh fruits and a good amount of potassium. High dietary intakes of potassium may reduce the risk of high blood pressure. In addition, the chemicals that give blackberries their color may be helpful against the development of cancer. Suddenly these invaders don’t look so evil after all.
When you pick Himalayan blackberries, remember that there is no gain without pain. Those canes are armed with thorns. It’s a good idea to wear jeans and a long-sleeved shirt to pick enough for pie. Go for the berries that are solid black and come away from the stem easily. If you have to work to pick a berry, it’s not ripe yet. Blackberries and raspberries are very perishable. This is why you pay $3 for a mere half pint of them at the grocery store in July. Plan on using or freezing your harvest within two days of picking. Don’t store them in a deep bowl, as the bottom berries may get crushed. Wash them just before you use them to reduce the risk of mold.
So what can be done with Himalayan blackberries besides eating them directly off the canes? You can serve them in a fruit salad or over ice cream. You can make ice cream or sorbet with them. Throw a few of them into a fruit smoothie. We are fond of them in cobblers and crisps. Any general cookbook will have a recipe for one of these. It’s best to find a recipe that doesn’t cook the berries before baking, as this can cause them to fall apart. They can also be made into jellies and preserves. Some of these recipes require forcing the juice through a fine sieve or food mill to remove the seeds. You can also freeze them for cobblers in January. Spread the unwashed berries in a single layer on a baking sheet, freeze them solid, and then package them in zipper bags for long-term storage.
Another fine way of dealing with a bumper crop of Himalayan blackberries is to share them with neighbors and friends. Just look upon it as another way to halt the invasion. Before long, you may have human competition at the local berry patch.
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Jun 24
Salade Compostée
Last night I tried a duck gizzard salad that Julian had found on the web. It’s a rather involved recipe for a weeknight. First you blanch julienned carrots and marinate them in a red wine vinegar brine. Then you sauté some leeks. Following that, you make a vinaigrette with pears. You wash some greens and get them ready to toss with all of the ingredients. So far, so good. Then you fry the gizzards. Even using less olive oil than the recipe called for in a non-stick pan, the gizzards were greasy beyond belief. I could only eat a couple. The rest of the salad was fine. I added some cooked frozen edamame to the vegetables for lunch today, and Julian used the rest of the components in a potato salad tonight. As for the leftover duck gizzards–straight to the compost bin.
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Jun 21
The Circle of Compost–and Cash
Seattle and several suburbs in the area offer yard/food waste collection along with trash and recycling. One pays for this service. The yard and food waste go to a composting company, which sells the former leaves and lettuce back to residents for a profit. Such a deal!
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Jun 20
Saturday in Bellevue
Bellevue is the second largest city in King County after Seattle. The downtown area reminds us of Dallas, only with better weather. Conspicuous consumption is rampant. We had to return an item to the Sur La Table store, in a shopping center called the Bravern. A Ferrari and a Bentley were parked at the entrance. There’s a Neiman Marcus in the complex, completing the comparison to Dallas. We had a late lunch at Wild Ginger, one of our favorite Pan-Asian restaurants in the area. Their fragrant duck buns are to die for.
After our visit to the Bravern, we went over to Bellevue Square, which is only slightly less upscale. It has Nordstrom and a Tesla store. We noticed that the Sanrio shop, home of Hello Kitty, in the mall had closed. This signified three things to me: There is a god; She is merciful; and She also hates Hello Kitty.
The neighborhoods of Bellevue to the east of I-405 (aka the longest parking lot in western Washington) are a bit more diverse in their offerings. A branch of the southern fast food chain Chick-Fil-A just opened off Northeast 8th Street. The parking lot was packed when we went by. I’ll save my neighbors the trouble of standing on line: It’s just a fried chicken sandwich topped with pickles. You may now return to your normal teriyaki stand.
Our final destination was the Bellevue branch of Uwajimaya, a small chain of Japanese-Asian grocery stores. Their specialty is Asian groceries that most stores hereabouts don’t carry. You can find any variety of soy sauce, tofu, or rice there. Unfortunately, you can also find natto there. The most exotic things we bought at Uwajimaya today were duck gizzards for dirty rice and Japanese sweet potatoes.The latter have an interesting texture when baked, almost buttery before you top them with anything. I’ll probably serve them with lamb chops tomorrow.
Our usual haunts in Bellevue are not in the downtown area, with the exception of Facing East. This is a Taiwanese restaurant just north of Bellevue Square. A friend who was born in Taiwan has declared it the real deal. As it happens, his mother and the owner of Facing East were neighbors when they were younger. There’s always a line out the door. Their signature dish is pork belly buns topped with an interesting cucumber pickle. I’d take these over a fried chicken sandwich any day,
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Jun 20
Seattle Summer Solstice
Happy Summer Solstice! In Seattle, that means one thing: The Fremont Solstice Fair and Parade.
Fremont is the polka-dotted sheep of Seattle neighborhoods and proud of it. Where else will you find a larger-than-life-sized statue of Vladimir Lenin, which gets strung with lights every Christmas? There’s also the Fremont Troll, clutching a VW Beetle underneath a bridge. The Solstice Parade is an extension of this eccentricity. There are several rules for the Parade:
All floats are human-powered.
No written signs.
No corporate sponsorships (Lenin would not approve).
Put some spare change in the baskets that are passed around during the parade, as the collection benefits non-profit organizations in the area.
The “highlight” of the Fremont Solstice Parade is the armada of over 1,000 naked bicyclists. They’re body-painted and otherwise decorated, so it’s not meant to be a lewd display. In the early years of the parade, Seattle Police would arrest the naked bicyclists. Currently there’s a truce (there aren’t enough police vans to arrest them all), as long as the bicyclists behave themselves. The photo below was taken two years ago, when our friend Bruce lived near Ground Zero of the parade route.
The guy in the vest was the self-appointed traffic cop for the parade.
In addition to the Parade, the Fremont Solstice Fair includes an art car show, concerts, and assorted arts and crafts vendors. In a city that seems to have a neighborhood street fair every weekend, Fremont’s is undoubtedly the biggest and one of the best organized. Not bad for a neighborhood that features statues of Lenin and a troll.
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Jun 19
Final Stop
The last two days of our trip were spent in Lyon, the third largest city in France. Unlike the bastides, the architecture of Lyon dates to the Renaissance and later. Unlike in Paris, more modern skyscrapers have encroached closer to the center city. However, it’s a vary charming town. We stayed in a hotel on the Presqu’île, between the Rhône and Saône rivers.
Two large churches of differing vintages dominate the skyline of Lyon. The Cathedral of St. Jean is close to the riverfront. On the hill above St. Jean is the Basilica of Notre Dame de Fourvière, which dates from the late 1800’s. The latter is extremely ornate, with gold-leaf mosaics decorating the sanctuary. Some of the mosaics depict more recent Catholic Church history, including Joan of Arc and the declaration by Pope Pius I of the Immaculate Conception of Mary. The view of the city from the hill is stunning. When we first visited Lyon in 1991,we climbed the hill via The Way of the Cross trail. This year we took pity on our knees and took the funicular. The markers that once marked each point on The Way of the Cross have since been located to the plaza in front of the church. Another new site since our last visit is a statue of Pope St. John Paul II, which commemorates his visit to the Basilica in 1996.
Lyon is generally recognized as the gastronomic capital of France. On Sunday morning we wandered through a riverfront market. The quality and variety of produce were astounding. Julian pulled me aside at one point and said, “I’m depressed. Tomorrow we go home to Safeway.”
That night we had dinner at a restaurant owned by Paul Bocuse, Le Sud (The South). Bocuse is one main reason that Lyon has its culinary reputation. Unfortunately, we were not enamored of Le Sud. The food was good, but not transcendent. We enjoyed meals in Paris, St. Cirq-Lapopie, and Cordes more and paid less for the privileges.
Next time we go to Lyon we’ll spend more than two days there. Perhaps we’ll rent an apartment and cook with goodies from the market. In the interim, we’ll have to make do with Pike Place Market and the fruit stand around the corner.
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