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Monday, May 25th, 2020 03:17 pm
Erm. Time seems to be moving oddly.

Saturday i finally made progress on our first (to-be-done-ourselves) home improvement project, cutting a pressed metal ceiling tile down and some trim to fit the opening behind the stove. Our new smaller microwave - new as of November? December? - exposed a differently painted section of wall. It was a little surprising to realize it's our first project. We've had improvements done on our behalf, but this is the first time we'll do all the work, i think.

I've put a tripod that looks like some strange beast above one patch of passion fruit to act as a trellis. Passioncritter. Christine's thinking we could attach the dear skull i've found to it -- i can't figure out *how* to attach it, but i think it would look fascinating. Not entirely sure what else could be used to construct a beastly head.

I've found a rebar post in the garage that i'll use to train the trumpet vine as a standard (eg: the vine running straight up and then branching out like a tree).

I got some corn in the ground from my 100 starts. I don't think they are quite mature enough: i managed to pull some. Maybe Monday they'll have just enough more growth to be easy to manage to get in the ground.


Shopping. I'm more aware of my shopping now, i guess.

* I put in an order for "impulse" annual flowers (Zinnias because i threw saved seeds into areas at abandon and maybe they'll never come up. Marigolds because i only had two germinate and lost all the other seed in the mystery wet seed episode. Impatiens for the hanging baskets that have been empty all winter) and a case of tiny 4 oz jelly jars to be picked up when i pick up my sweet potato slip order.

I'm trying sweet potatoes in containers to (1) avoid clay issues and (2) be able to protect the young plants from deer but them move them into the open once there's enough plant that herbivory won't kill them. I'm excited about the purple fleshed & skinned variety, and hope that i have a decent yield. I have been eating sweet potatoes at lunch, slowly getting used to an orange food. I discovered i like savory preparations, not the brown sugar-marshmellow-topped horror i grew up with. (Re: orange foods - i have never been fond of cooked carrots or winter squash or sweet potato.)

* Trying to believe that the new bed can't be worse than the current bed. Hoping the "Temperature balancing sleep surface" really works, given my discomfort Saturday night. (We are in the warming up phase where we we leave nice cool night temperatures behind for the temps at which i am willing to pay cooling bills.)

* Thinking of the eventual trip to Florida, there was a clothing item that may lead to some improved comfort. Lands End was having a sale, so i ended up finding a perfectly appropriate item, plus some other items that will be helpful next fall, plus two tank tops bought at extreme mark down in exchange for not paying for shipping. Hopefully the colors will go with the sweaters i have in mind. Anyhow, that should do for six months.

Frustrations:

* person insisting their Meeting's list serve is "nonsecular" and open when one clearly must apply with someone at their meeting to be added.

* people who want to meet at the meetinghouse because they are sick of Zoom meetings all the time. (That is a valid frustration, but it's just not mine. My frustration is that "because it is now safe to do so" is not part of the reason.)

* mouldy rye sprouts. Sigh. While a little reading illuminates that there's not ergot to risk, it still seemed... unappealing. I roasted the half that didn't have mycellum and tossed the fungus half in the front yard. Birds, ants -- feast away.
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Thursday, January 2nd, 2020 07:08 am
Kitchen adventures

* Sunchokes roasted for over an hour at 350°F do have an effect on my digestive system. I've started lacto-ferment pickles with the remainder. I'll dig some more later and will try boiling them "in lemon juice" (whether the blogger meant in water with added lemon juice or lemon juice was unclear, i assume the former).

* I tried this fudge recipe and am disappointed: https://www.food.com/recipe/maple-fudge-102905 The condensed milk flavor seems predominate and the texture is soft and pliable. Not the crystal-crumbliness i think of with fudge. The amount barely covers the bulb of the thermometer so i have no idea if i actually made it to soft ball stage. It seemed like soft balls in the water test, and i was worried i was actually scorching the mixture despite constant stirring. I may have also started stirring before it cooled all the way down to 110°F. I suppose i should try a different recipe.

* I tried to make bread again and it was horrible. I forgot the oat bran which presumably absorbs the moisture. I don't think i forgot the salt but i may have forgotten that as well. So bad that i am feeding it to the wild life. I am tempted to find another Balto-Nordic bread recipe and just start over. (But i'll keep Hans.) As far as the wildlife's opinion, i didn't get a photo on new years eve of the critter(s) who took the bread. There was a later photo of a Chatham rabbit, on New Years Day: a happy first observation of the year.

* I made sourdough waffles with the rye starter and brown rice flour. THAT turned out just fine.

I've spent Monday, Tuesday and (New Years), Wednesday going through digital reminders and ticklers. I'm trying to get back some old habits of recording some details systematically and maintaining to-do lists (as opposed to just adding and adding things and then feeling overwhelmed by the length and never reading the list, which means actually done things linger on the list). This is also a good time to clear out last year's ticklers (if i didn't do so promptly - -i found some lingering from January) and -- i realize -- all the past ten years that start 201*

I've begun dosing Luigi with CBD. [personal profile] tylik mentioned dosing one of her anxious cats. As Luigi seems helped by the Dasuquin but still walks stiffly and is generally querulous it seems like a possible ease. I don't think i'm ready to trust CBD for anything i complain of, but if i were spending considerable fractions of my day sleeping already....

Meanwhile, Marlowe's litterbox failures and her general insistence have earned her unsupervised outside time. I go fetch her after 5 minutes when i let everyone out at dawn (well, in the dark right now. It's not even nautical twilight). She had been fairly compliant but this morning i had to follow and herd her in. I think she could get out if she really put her mind to it, but i think there's enough inside the orchard to keep her distracted from strategizing an escape. Christine keeps a timer and checks on her in order to not allow too much time to pass without supervision.

Carrie and Edward are doing well. Edward is, on the books, the same age as Luigi (~16-17 years old). We adopted him as a full grown stray in 2009 (the vet estimated 5 years old), and i'm pretty sure he'd wandered around the neighborhood for a year before that as an adult cat. That puts his birth year at most recent as 2007. So he may be as young as 13. He seems so much more hale than Luigi; it's hard to believe they are the same age.
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Monday, November 4th, 2019 06:44 am
I'm stiff and sore (why??) this morning (and yesterday evening) but pretty satisfied. Christine had Sunday to relax for the first time in a while. She'd finished her show in time for it to be added to automation on Saturday. (Unrelated to the relaxation: the live streaming feed was down. She's tempted to rerun the whole show next week.) She's also made the decision to shift the writing and research she's been doing to a podcast and just play music for the show in the new year. I really hope that works out to pick up some audience.

A side effect of the elephant stampedes is that networking with other humans has been very hard for her.

Meeting was the first of month "open worship" also known as "waiting worship." I haven't attended the first Sunday for a few months, so i welcomed the time. The drive was lovely.

I picked over two pounds of green tomatoes, while leaving as many as i could on the volunteer plant at the end of the berm which i have covered overnight and on the plant near the bell peppers and roselle, also covered. I also left lots of green bell peppers, picking the two that were turning yellow. Cutting up two pounds of green grape tomatoes to roast, i could see how related they are to the bell peppers and satisfied myself that eating tomatoes green isn't that weird. We often eat their cousins, the peppers, green.

I've a bunch of roselle to rinse and dehydrate or perhaps make into a syrup. The plant does quite well if the deer don't eat it!

I picked lemon grass, which i will just pickle in vodka. I've a planter with some that i've brought in: i'll see how overwintering inside works out. I really don't understand lemon grass, but i made stir fried rice with the lemon grass vodka and it was delicious, so i'll keep experimenting.

I also started a compost trench in the garden. I'm also tempted to do one by the fence in the orchard, in a place i could imagine growing annuals (like roselle or ocra, or even some day sunflowers). I did dig up a frost aster to transplant to a more prominent location and buried some compostables as back fill. One of my goals for this land is to give back as much nutrients to the soil as i can. There were worms under the frost aster, so i hope they enjoy the snacks.

When i came in i found the fermenting rye flour was very fermented, so i decided to go ahead and make bread while also cooking other things. I saved off some of Hans, now mainly the fermenting bacteria and no apparent yeast, but i did use the spoon i had used to stir up three packets of instant yeast.
I don't think the yeast will become part of Hans, but we'll see. The packets did foam up amazingly. The dough did have a different texture and did rise in the pans much more than ever before. I am a little worried i didn't bake the larger loaf long enough, but the small loaves were very ready to come out. Well, if it's not that done, i'll toast it every morning. And this dense rye seems just fine in the fridge so i am not that worried about it spoiling. The loft did make the loaf almost too big for the silicone ziplock bag i've been using to freeze the loaf.

The sheet dinner meal with onions (olive oil, salt, pepper, cook for 10 min at 450°) grapes and veggie Italian sausage (cook for another 30 min) was divine. I didn't quite add the "scallions" (Walking onions) and "parsley" ( cutting celery) at the right point, and - probably because it was veggie sausage -- there weren't any pan drippings to mix with vinegar to use as a sauce. Still, the dash of vinegar was just the thing. A-1 steak sauce, Christine said, with the sweet, tart, and savory flavors.
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Sunday, November 3rd, 2019 09:11 am
Yesterday had some frustrations and disappointments that accumulated.

Lovely things: feather comforter on a cold night.

Driving in the dark, with the extra hour saved from the spring, up to the signal range of the low power radio station to verify it was still broad casting. Visiting the studio for the first time. Nostalgia for the radio stations from when we were in college.

Scintillating stars, bright blue day. Raking leaves and having the immediate gratification of the drive looking tidier.

Tonight we're trying the red grapes and (vegetarian) sausage sheet pan recipe from the NY Times. I need more sheet pan ideas, i think. Apples, red onion, and sweet potato sounds good. I guess we have celery: a celery potato and onion mix might be nice as well. Wait, something with green tomatoes

Ah well, off to meeting and to shake this dissatisfaction.

whining )
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Monday, October 14th, 2019 08:53 am
Oh, fiddlesticks. We thought we would have a few days off from the roofers between rainstorms. Nope. But rain yesterday!

Panicy about work; journal procrastination.

Brain sign:

* My notes on the rain: RAIN began 10:35am 10/13. Over .1" by 1 pm. Steady rain stopped early afternoon with sprinkles and dampness all afternoon. Heavy rain after 18:30, 18:38 Tstorm watching, 18.:40 lightning 6 sec later Loud boom. 1843 slackening. 1844 flash from west then quiet rumble (didn't count). 1846 going back in, hoping this will be long & steady. 20:00 foggy. 6 am 10/14 clear, stars & moon. (The predawn sky was really quite lovely.)

* Thinking of writing up notes for people to refer to if i am ever an invalid like Mom. There are various self care details that i really would rather no one know but, on the other hand, if someone had to help me i would rather they know. I think of how my aunt described her language around cleaning her mother after changing her incontinence pads, and how mom was offended by language a carer used.

* Depression, work despair. I really don't want to go back on the SSRI. Yesterday's skies were glum and grey with the very welcome rain. It took me a while yesterday afternoon to realize that i needed ALL THE LIGHTS in a room when in it to get some energy going again. Today i have the SAD lamp going.

* Also a friend stopped by. Later i realized my shirt was on inside out. Oh good grief.

* Hans smells very sour. In a wrong way round error, i dumped my larger container of starter and then fed Hans. No chance to try balancing with the other starter. I suppose i will start a new colony next summer when the blueberries come in again, and will keep trying to get Hans to work. This recipe helps me understand a little more about the dense bread i am trying to bake: http://www.thefreshloaf.com/node/46010/easiest-germanstyle-spelt-recipe-ever

* Also, explaining why i am not getting the dark color i would like: "Traditional German pumpernickel contains no coloring agents, instead relying on the Maillard reaction to produce its characteristic deep brown color, sweet, dark chocolate, coffee flavor, and earthy aroma. To achieve this, loaves are baked in long narrow lidded pans 16 to 24 hours in a low-temperature (about 120 °C or 250 °F), steam-filled oven." Pullman bread pans with lids from USA Pan Bakeware are tempting me (although not available at Amazon).
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Monday, October 7th, 2019 07:15 am
Impatient bread turned out JUST FINE. 75 min in the convection oven set to 400° (which means it then resets itself to 375°) and it's moist with a crumb that reminds me of the packaged pumpernickel.

The one negative is that i followed the salt quantity and ... it's a bit much. That, and some of the seeds are still a bit daunting.

So there, recipe, so there.
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Sunday, October 6th, 2019 10:40 pm
The loaves smell good, at least!
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Sunday, October 6th, 2019 06:25 pm
So, i have learned a few things about making bread, but not much. I have at least not repeated the teflon removing goo stage that ruined one loaf pan. (Mmm, that could be a reward for loaves that i am happy with: some really nice loaf pans.)

I have doubts about the success of today's breadmaking )

So, if this turns out like the last loaves... well, i'll have learned something about the process. Get a new recipe, perhaps.

--== ∞ ==--

Christine and i spent hours talking today. It seemed we haven't talked like this for ages. Maybe since Mom's stroke? It was good, but we both felt it as heavy and draining. We do have a few plans, about next steps fixing an electrical issue with the microwave and installing a light in the garage, once the roof is done. I think the lamp we bought to have installed has been sitting out there a year. And then we'll also move forward with a shed on the side of the garage to shelter all the yard equipment. I don't know if i need a permit for that or not. I think not. It might be nice to roof it with the clear plastic roofing used for greenhouses: the light would be nice. Or a few panels of the clear and many of the opaque....

Anhow, good talking.

But i'm left with a heavy existential doubt. This is depression.

In positive things - I saw a tree frog hopping in the grass when i went out at dusk with Carrie. We are, at least, living in a way that the critters can thrive (up to the point Edward catches them). And even if the cursed stilt grass (Microstegium vimineum) is setting seed, i have gotten good bits cut down in time, even if not all. We are encouraging the wild and native plants. Edward, Luigi, and Carrie are happy. I am helping Mom & Dad when i work from their home (even if some of the existential questioning is from projecting myself 25 years out and thinking of aging).
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Monday, September 23rd, 2019 07:33 am
I found someone else, yet again, claiming wild yeast is better than store bought, because store bought only has the active ingredient and not the whole wild yeast.

From less "natural is magically better" sites, i conclude i should go back to the original more-moist feeding regimen. I'd like to improve my batch of rye bricks, and cutting the dough in half again is probably the first step in rapid improvement: more frequent baking, more frequent opportunities to improve. I know i need to let the rye sprout longer and stay soaked before baking, because the occasional rock hard rye seed is a bit unpleasant to run across. Once i get a good recipe, then i could go back to a bigger baking batch.

navel gazing )
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Friday, August 2nd, 2019 07:42 am
Monday: productive? Wow, cannot remember.

Tuesday: afternoon was spent with my parents at an surreal and time consuming appointment. At the UNC Cancer hospital they ask you to show up 30 minutes in advance. Then we were called for the appointment 30 min late. So, an hour spent hanging out with my parents is valuable, but not planned. Next, the resident explained that they were puzzled why we were there because Mom doesn't have cancer, and they do cancer. We spent probably an hour with the resident and then the doctor who did Mom's first biopsy.

Thinking this was where we would be told about the pulmonary fibrosis, i still learned some things )

Mom left feeling great. Yay! No cancer! (Which we had known.)

I left feeling like they had given strong indications that mom (likely) has a fatal diagnosis. On the other hand, if it were me, i would be relieved at having a diagnosis that could take effect and not leave me lingering in a dementia twilight, with the possibility of more strokes making me dependent on others for bodily care. But i can't tell how well Mom can think through things with the dementia in place.

Christine's brother has recently been given a memory loss diagnosis and is receiving Alzheimer's medications. Their mother died of complications from Alzheimer's, and Christine fears getting it herself. It doesn't help that this is the sibling from whom she is most estranged.

Wednesday i worked from Mom & Dad's. Dad had forgotten that Mom had a physical therapy appointment and it threw him for a bit of a loop: i recognize the way a small perturbation can cause outsized distress from my own wrestlings. He ended up only going grocery shopping and not taking the boat out.

I brought over to them a "pre-ferment" for making sourdough rye waffles. Dad added the egg and salt but not the baking soda when he made them for lunch. I thought they were quite good, Dad would have preferred them to be harder and more cracker-like. I had added sugar per the recipe, but it wasn't particularly sweet. They were delicious with fresh tomato from my sister's and my garden, mayo, salt, and pepper.

I off loaded many large slicing tomatoes to them. I'm trying to get ahead of my garden as i will be out of town Monday through Friday next week.

Yesterday: i took the bread pre-ferment that had been bubbling since Wednesday early and the rye berries i'd soaked, and made bread loaves. This time i remembered to let them rise. That makes a big difference! I didn't add malt or sunflower seeds, but did add caraway (or fennel seed, not sure which), coriander from the garden, and molasses. Next time i think letting the rye sprout even more would be good. The loaves baked beautifully, although they spread out horizontally a bit more than rising up. I may use a bread pan resting on the baking stone next time to see about a more square loaf.

This morning the loaf end with cream cheese is delightful.

Work was busy, and i had a little headache.

We've had a touch of rain that has filled the bottom of the tank. That's gratifying.

I have started binging on season two of Once Upon A Time (still using fast forward occasionally).

I set up an Acurite weather monitoring system and hooked it into WeatherUnderground. I don't know why, when this page finishes loading, the temperature changes from the correct value to some confusing representation (Celsius, but the interface thinks it's F, so it shows the temperature as blue? Went away when i logged in.) I've wanted a weather station for a long time, so i finally splurged.

I also splurged on a new lens for my camera. I was testing it last night, and tried to use the flash -- and i think my camera's flash shorted out taking the memory of all the camera settings with it.

I am a little terrified but the camera seems to at least take photos still, so i'll troubleshoot eventually.
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Wednesday, July 10th, 2019 09:41 pm
So, It's been well past the advised 5 days of feeding and nurturing a colony. Hans is bubbly and makes "hooch" (as some blogger described a liquid that collects on the top of a colony that could use more feeding). I increased the flour in response to the "hooch." I haven't witnessed it surging in volume, though. Impatient, and not trusting my attention span, i decided to mix up the first dough today.

Well, this recipe i have: it is HUGE. 1.5 kilograms of flour, 3 and a third pounds. I don't know why i didn't think to halve it until i was attempting to mix, split between my largest bowl and another giant cake pan, the instructed half the flour (.75 k), the 1.5 liters of warm water, and Hans. Bubbling commenced as soon as i was mixing. Once blended i could pour it all into the cake pan and there was some room at the top. I've put it in the oven and have periodically turned on the light to keep it warm. The house is above 70°F, but i'm feeling like perhaps a little warmer won't hurt Hans, as they seemed quite happy when the warm water was added.

The scent when i open the oven is fairly strong: yogurty came to mind at first, but it's richer now. The "preferment" has risen to the very top of the pan, but seems stalled at the top. (That's pre-ferment, not prefer-ment, as i misread it for a while.) I have a sheet pan to catch anything that spills over.

I guess it's working?

--== ∞ ==--

For the Singing Revolution in Estonia, the documentary (https://singingrevolution.com/) is available to rent via Amazon's streaming service.


https://singingrevolution.com/about-the-history
http://www.estonica.org/en/The_Singing_Revolution/
https://www.theatlantic.com/international/archive/2015/11/estonia-music-singing-revolution/415464/

I hope to at least sketch out notes for speaking in Meeting, so i will write more.
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