Happy 2008 to everyone. I’m not much of the reflecting person; but I think last year was a pretty good year. This year got off to a pretty good foot, though I was at work. No matter though, I like my new job.
Books seemed to be the name of the gift this holiday season as I’ve acquired enough reading material to last until next year. After finally finishing the Dragaeran books, I discovered that there are five books that preclude them. I’ve also received the other books written by Steven Brust, that I have yet to read….
The same gentleman who got me into the books formerly mentioned gave me an entire other series of books. There are more of them than I have fingers.
I’m also looking at an impressive number of food books, including: Morimoto, Dolce Italiano, On Food and Cooking, Twinkies Deconstructed, The Sweet Life, and a vegan dessert book is on the way.
I haven’t had the time to read them yet; but I’m plodding away at them slowly and trying to balance them between playing with my new computer, my new DS Lite, and Rock Band.
Puzzle Pirates has some cool things happening this holiday season and created new ways to show off your awesome pirateness. Check it out!
No. Seriously, I am. Just very busy. The holiday season is going well thus far. The new job is going well too. I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving filled with great food!
So I got a new job and started today. Gotta say, it was pretty awesome; but there was one specific event that made it the best first day in all history of first days.
I think that we were making panatone, though I’m not sure anymore; but we had a bunch of water bottles that were capped off and had fermenting apples in water for 6 days. Needless to say, the bottles were a little swollen and hard. The executive chef, “Dad”, came in to see what we were doing when we started to open them. Things were going fine for a little bit, then all of the sudden, one bottle exploded with a bang, shot up to hit the clock and then went THROUGH the ceiling, spraying fermented apple bits all over the pastry kitchen. After a few minutes of shock and just looking at each other, we went about the business of cleaning things up. The rest of my shift, various employees and fellow kitchen folk ventured into the pastry kitchen to stare at the hole in the ceiling and state random obscenities of awe. Schadenfood.
Three Rings Design throws awesome parties. That’s all I have to say. Have some pictures!
Saturday came another D&D game. I fought a crocodile and stomped on someone’s hand. Fun was had. Have some pictures.
Not much of note has happened lately. No burning culinary questions demanding me attention. I did however carve a pumpkin today. Seriously, you never get too old for this. You’re carving skills just get better.
During my recent excursion home I had the chance to spend a lot of time with my grandparents. My Grandma watched my sister and I a lot when we were little and, as a result, we ate a lot of her cooking. Some of it I still gag at, like cole slaw; but others I can’t get enough of and always gorge myself into a happy bliss on when I’m there, like her chili. One of my childhood favorites, as well as my Dad’s, was Grandma’s chocolate cookies. Widely being the most snuck cookie while Grandma wasn’t looking (though she seemed to always catch us anyway), I was determined to get her recipe and duplicate them for myself.
With recipe in hand, I went back home and started working on a multitude of cookies (as I had received some recipes from Ian’s mom as well). This weekend I got around to the chocolate cookies of yore. Following the recipes almost precisely (I always replace shortening with butter and adjust liquid quantities accordingly), I was sadden to discover that my cookie batter was not as dark as I remembered, nor did it taste as chocolaty as I remembered. Convincing myself that this was due to the fact that they had not been baked, I proceeded to pipe them out and bake. After 12 minutes at 375 degrees, I was still downtrodden at the results. The cookies were the right consistency; but what was wrong. It couldn’t have been the simple lack of the smell of Grandma’s house accompanied by the ever so elusive ingredient, nostalgia.
I looked over the recipe again and noted that it was not in Grandma’s writing. Ah ha! That must be the issue. Whoever wrote it down clearly messed up. I proceed to call Grandma to rectify this. “No, that’s right”, was the answer I received. I let out a huff and she continued, “but here is what I use to do differently.” The recipe calls for buttermilk, that not always being available, she would substitute 1 cup of milk plus 1 tbsp. of vinegar. The recipe also called for cocoa powder. While this is widely available today, it wasn’t always and for this reason Grandma usually replaced it with carob powder. Carob? What the heck is that? *Heads off to pour through her books*
Also known as St John’s Bread, carob is a native to the countries surrounding the Mediterranean Sea and the Middle East. While it has many uses, including as a medicine and adhesive, I was most interested in why it can be substituted for chocolate. Here is what I found.
Carob powder is used whenever a recipe calls for chocolate or cocoa. To replace carob for cocoa, simply use the same amount of carob. To replace chocolate with carob, use approximately three tablespoons of carob powder for each
square of chocolate that the recipe calls for. Carob can also be used as a sugar replacement. Carob powder is almost 50% natural sugar and can be used instead of sugar in virtually all bread and pastry products. Of course, using carob will result in chocolate-brown colored foods and will impart a vaguely chocolate-like flavor. Another reason to use carob is its unique flavor. It’s often referred to as a chocolate substitute, but carob does have its own unique flavor which lends itself well to shakes, malts, bread products, and even mixed into baked beans and barbecue sauces. Carob powder is somewhat reminiscent of chocolate; a fresh carob pod however, has a flavor more similar to dates.
Carob is so different nutritionally and chemically from chocolate that people allergic to chocolate can enjoy carob. Because it does not contain caffeine, theobromines, or other psychoactive substances, it is a hypoallergenic substitute. It is also an incredibly rich food source, and it perhaps the ideal “survival food” since it lasts a long time, requires no special storage conditions, and can be eaten with no preparations. It is rich in calcium, containing 352 mg. per 100 grams, contains small amounts of sodium and iron, is rich in vitamin A, the B vitamins, and many other minerals, and has no oxalic acid, as does chocolate, which tends to interfere with the body’s ability to assimilate calcium. Carob pods are about four percent protein and 76% carbohydrates. Although carob is very sweet, it contains 60% less calories than chocolate. Additionally, carob contains substantial phosphorus (81 mg. per 100
grams). *Information from Christopher Nyerges’ “Guide to Wild Foods”
Well now that I understand it a little better, let’s see if it makes the difference in Grandma’s chocolate cookies.
Many gamers will boast that they are true gamers because they’ve played all three Halos and Mario. While I would tend to agree with standard-jock-stereotype that the Halo legacy seems to be the gamer marker these days, I would also mentally *pffft* at him, because disagreeing in real life and calling myself a true gamer would grant me a hearty laugh and a butt kicking. The more I look around at our shelves though, the more I believe I’m right. Many benchmark games have released in this past week leaving me to riffle through all my old games and sigh. I still have all my old games for the simple fact that I tend toward nostalgia frequently and would randomly like to be able to play Sonic or Rampage without scanning Ebay. Why do I need a GBA when I have a DS Lite? Why do I need a GameCube, a PS1, or an Xbox when I have all their respective upgrades? And not only do I have them; but they’re all plugged into the TV. Simple, they’re neat and give me a sense of time and progression. Decades of systems sit before me, decades of games, decades of saved games and memory cards. It’s the same reason your parents have kept every little thing you’ve done since age 0.
Earlier, though, I found myself going through my screen shots folder for World of Warcraft and was startled by my sighs. Has the game really been out that long that I can look at an image and go “Oh I remember when Slackers took Deviant Delight, turned themselves into pirates and raided Freewind Post. Good times, good time.”? Or “Oh wow, I remember the first time we tried to do Deadmines and couldn’t because it was too hard.” The best thing about going back through all the screenshots was seeing my armor progression. I lack a lot of images from my low levels; but the shots I found should suffice.
Not my most ellegant post ever; but check this out and you’ll make the same face.
