ironymaiden: (AB)
i've been involved in a series of dinners inspired by historic menus. (this started with King Midas' funerary feast a few years ago and has spiraled out of control from there.)

this one was based on the dinner menu for Abraham Lincoln's second inaugural (an annotated reference).

the damn thing is basically half meat and half desserts. by the time i had time to think about a dish (since i spent most of the last month+ in and out of movie theaters) the desserts were well-represented, so i decided to rep the "en geléé" portion of the menu. we also had oyster stew, chicken salad, chicken fricassee, tongue, fruit tarts, poundcake, and a charlotte. we watched a couple hours of Gettysburg, ate the savories, watched the rest, ate dessert.

i made this meat aspic recipe with beef.

mods:

  • i did the initial beef boiling in the crock pot on low during the work day, lifted out the (disintegrating) meat, then poured the liquid into a pot through a colander lined with coffee filters.


  • then i added the beef to the pot and i basically followed the recipe on the stove top from the adding of the aromatics point on. if i had to do it again, i would have bagged up the aromatics in cheese cloth like a bouquet garni - picking hot floppy onion and peppercorns out of a pile of hot meat is not super fun. if i had been home on the day i made it, i would have done the aromatic stage in the crock as well.


  • i was surprised at how little food a couple pounds of chuck roast turned into - one loaf pan plus one small dessert dish (my tester).


  • i was afraid that the amount of gelatin it called for was excessive, but it was perfect - a set soft enough to melt in the mouth, but firm enough to unmold neatly. i embedded flat leaf parsley on the top and the bottom, in case the tester tasted good but didn't unmold well.


  • i had nothing to fear:
    loaf of meat in clear gel with embedded parsley on top

    you eat it in slices (it takes a very sharp knife, cleaned between slices, to cut the meat neatly) with a bit of grainy mustard. i was surprised at how much i liked it, and it was a hit with everyone but C (who couldn't overcome the texture of the gelatin).
ironymaiden: (yoga)
This week i missed my bi-weekly D&D game and my thursday knitting group. i am back in the intro series at the local yoga studio, for the second week. my return is long overdue.

it's been interesting to go back to the beginning, when I feel out of shape but seem to have certain reserves and balance that I didn't have years ago. i also have less fear, as proven by my bloody nose and fat lip.

we were working on crow pose, which i never have mastered. tonight i was able to take the full pose for a moment. surprised, i immediately collapsed and fell on my face. then I laughed. i laughed and got right back up. the assistant had to get me to stop to clean up- i didn't realize that my nose was dripping.

i never got hit like that doing martial arts; it wasn't something practiced or conscious to keep going. i'm a little surprised in retrospect that it didn't scare or embarass me. (Hella endorphins. Barely felt it.)

anyway, yoga feels good.
ironymaiden: (Daria)
is it May yet?
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is it May yet?
ironymaiden: (AB)
i had a little biomechanical breakthrough in class tonight, getting the hip turn/foot pivot/fist rotation together in the right way. i got praise for my power, more than once. and then i was called on to demo the move for C. and i didn't screw it up.

the pork shoulder i put in the crockpot before work was ready to shred with a fork when we got home. after shredding, the sauce. very simple, very tasty. and there is plenty left for lunches.

i licked my plate clean.
ironymaiden: (AB)
i had a little biomechanical breakthrough in class tonight, getting the hip turn/foot pivot/fist rotation together in the right way. i got praise for my power, more than once. and then i was called on to demo the move for C. and i didn't screw it up.

the pork shoulder i put in the crockpot before work was ready to shred with a fork when we got home. after shredding, the sauce. very simple, very tasty. and there is plenty left for lunches.

i licked my plate clean.
ironymaiden: (cookie!)
after more discussion on the book thing, i found something that will bring me great pleasure and help with the load balancing: Bookstore Guide.

there's at least one English-language specialty store in all but one of my destination towns. they all buy/sell/trade. so i need to cover the plane trip out and a few nights, and then i get to trade books at places full of random expats and people who really want to practice their English.

and check out the "Top 5: Impressive Appearance". this is book porn: pan to see the ceiling and the tracks on the parquet floor for the book carts. i now have a reason to go to Portugal.
ironymaiden: (cookie!)
after more discussion on the book thing, i found something that will bring me great pleasure and help with the load balancing: Bookstore Guide.

there's at least one English-language specialty store in all but one of my destination towns. they all buy/sell/trade. so i need to cover the plane trip out and a few nights, and then i get to trade books at places full of random expats and people who really want to practice their English.

and check out the "Top 5: Impressive Appearance". this is book porn: pan to see the ceiling and the tracks on the parquet floor for the book carts. i now have a reason to go to Portugal.
ironymaiden: (AB)
so i went downstairs to the cafe (because i won't have time to go home before i have to be elsewhere tonight) seeking a light meal. and i did get a pack of fruit and cheese, which is ideal.

but i also got a cookie.

because those bastards have them on some kind of warming thing, on a cookie sheet, with a spatula. warm cookies. i am powerless.

this does not bode well for the future.
ironymaiden: (AB)
so i went downstairs to the cafe (because i won't have time to go home before i have to be elsewhere tonight) seeking a light meal. and i did get a pack of fruit and cheese, which is ideal.

but i also got a cookie.

because those bastards have them on some kind of warming thing, on a cookie sheet, with a spatula. warm cookies. i am powerless.

this does not bode well for the future.
ironymaiden: (photo)
the Library of Congress is doing a pilot project with Flickr, encouraging community tagging and hoping to find more info about unidentified people and places in the pictures. they've posted two sets that add up to over 3000 very cool photos with no known copyright restrictions.

Library of Congress explains.

the Flickr Commons landing page.
ironymaiden: (photo)
the Library of Congress is doing a pilot project with Flickr, encouraging community tagging and hoping to find more info about unidentified people and places in the pictures. they've posted two sets that add up to over 3000 very cool photos with no known copyright restrictions.

Library of Congress explains.

the Flickr Commons landing page.
ironymaiden: (taciturn man)
C said "i can see the livejournal post now", so i feel obligated.

C has allowed me to trickle gifts to him the past few days, and i am grateful.

i handed him the certificate for this last night, and he did a little dance. there was also something akin to squeeing and a more-bonecrushing-than-usual hug. (if you have not met him, he is a taciturn man.)
ironymaiden: (taciturn man)
C said "i can see the livejournal post now", so i feel obligated.

C has allowed me to trickle gifts to him the past few days, and i am grateful.

i handed him the certificate for this last night, and he did a little dance. there was also something akin to squeeing and a more-bonecrushing-than-usual hug. (if you have not met him, he is a taciturn man.)
ironymaiden: (banana)
i was getting spam in my gmail account - all filtered into the spam folder, because gmail is damn good, but still annoying. not annoying enough for me to do any research about fixing it, though.

about ten days ago i read a mention in a locked post of spam coming through eljay paid account email forwarding. so i turned it off. in the last week i've received only two pieces of spam, and one was a false positive from a mailing list. previously i was getting 30 or more a day. victory!
ironymaiden: (banana)
i was getting spam in my gmail account - all filtered into the spam folder, because gmail is damn good, but still annoying. not annoying enough for me to do any research about fixing it, though.

about ten days ago i read a mention in a locked post of spam coming through eljay paid account email forwarding. so i turned it off. in the last week i've received only two pieces of spam, and one was a false positive from a mailing list. previously i was getting 30 or more a day. victory!
ironymaiden: (blow your mind)
we saw Jonathan Coulton with Paul and Storm Sunday at the Triple Door. it was a stunningly awesome evening.

we'd never been to the venue before, but we wanted to arrive at doors since the show was sold out and they serve dinner from Wild Ginger. we drove downtown so that we could get home faster afterward and get more sleep; there was a Seahawks game letting out, so we chose a pay lot rather than trying to cruise for street parking. we arrived before the evening rate started, but a helpful attendant (Diamond. really. who knew?) did a manual entry and gave it to us anyway. from there we had a drink in the bar, where i found a new favorite (grapefruit vodka, campari, triple sec, oj) and serendipity gave C the chance to get frangelico into his espresso instead of the starbucks liqueur on the menu. their happy hour looks fab, and they have free music most nights. worth revisiting. we knew we were among concertgoers by the xkcd and Miskatonic U shirts. (and the corsets.)

the seating for the mainstage is like what you see in old movies when people go to a club with entertainment (or more recently Victor/Victoria) with narrow tables and booths set up so everyone faces the stage. the tiers (and the way you can't stand up because of the fixed table) make for perfect sightlines throughout the performance. we were in the front third, center-left, and the sound was smashing, as were the lights. they've blown a deal of money on a fiber optic star drop and have a better-than-usual stock of templates and a nice rotator; Dave the operator became an active and acknowledged part of the evening starting during the opening act. when Dave wasn't cracking up the audience, his work was subtle and evocative. he created some lovely moments, especially responding to the lyrics of I Crush Everything by creating the illusion of JoCo floating in front of a sea of stars. (i have star drop lust, since i've spent many hours pinning/unpinning strings of white twinkle lights with every third one wrapped in foil on the back of a cyc. digress much?) as [livejournal.com profile] julzerator said, this is a place i would take my mother.

openers Paul and Storm are more of a straight-ahead comedy act, and got the crowd into a raucous mood. their first song was Opening Band and they struck the right tone with the crowd (reference selling your Star Wars guys to finance something and my people will fall in love with you pretty quickly). there was a little girl in the front row who got a lot of play all night as they gave her a twinkie every time they sang something that wasn't kid-safe. you can listen to pretty much everything from their set as streams on their website. they've been touring with Coulton for something like two years on and off, and they have a great rapport. he backed them up on a song or two, they backed him up on several. they had the crowd "arr" to accompany The Captain's Wife's Lament, which led to outbreaks of arr-ing all night. "dejected arr" will be with me always. (but they really bought my allegiance with If They Might Be Giants Were The Ice Cream Man; click play, the lyrics don't do it justice.)

i missed most of the first Coulton song due to overflowing toilet drama in the ladies'. The Future Soon isn't one of my faves, so it was okay. (and they totally have a monitor by the restrooms so you can hear everything.) setlist )
awesomeness: hearing the "LA face with an Oakland booty" part of Baby Got Back live. JoCo taking a request for Brookline and forgetting how it went (twice). a baby squeaking at just the right spot during Creepy Doll. seeing [livejournal.com profile] spazzychic get thrown a pop-tart. the sampler/drum machine gizmo for Mr Fancy Pants and Coulton holding it off the edge of the stage for the twinkie kid and others to press the buttons as part of the song. the audience spontaneously singing "bum bum bah" during the encore.

"this might be the only room in the world where i can say 'PAX in the hizzy' and get a response like that."

"the good ship ADD sailing under Captain Ohlookabunny (he's irish)."

"Taser the Ninjas. that's my emo band on the side."

flickr photoset
my camera vid of Paul and Storm in the style of Randy Newman

oh, and dinner was good, the service was awesome, and i had a lovely looseleaf Keemun with dessert. we got hugs from pretty girls. i felt pretty healthy the whole time (hooray for sitting). there was no traffic on the way home.

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