Archive | July 2006

July 31, 2006 bis

I just now saw that I have received some “quick comments”!  Thank you all!

July 31, 2006

The ants go marching down, through the earth, to get out of the rain…

I started putting things by for the winter with a bag of green beans in the freezer.

This picture was taken this morning.  then it started to rain, much needed rain.


I do not have Yahoo Messenger installed as we reformatted and as I was reading the agreement prior to re-installing it, when I got down to the bit about whose lawyers are going to pay for what, I had a “ras le bol” moment and went on to something else.  Can’t say it took a chunk out of my life so far…

(ras le bol is when the bowl is filled to the rim, it means one has had it up to here, showing forehead – why not above…)

July 29, 2006

So now there is an oil spill in the Mediterranean from a Lebanese reservoir bombed by I srael.

Do you think they will stop shooting at each other and work together to clean up the beach?

July 28, 2006

Yesterday’s newspaper headlines – giving Israel time.

Time for what?


“Today they still mimic forbearance and wisdom,

they dispatch their envoys by roundabout routes so as to delay them,

in order that their pardon reaches the executioner after he has beheaded the weak man,

in order that their condemnation reaches the mighty man ‘s court after he has committed a murder”   The Revelation of Arès 22/9

July 26, 2006

Mort par erreur – dead by mistake – this is what they are saying on the radio about the UN observers in Lebanon.  So the others were killed on purpose?  How can one drop bombs, fire rockets, etc.  and then claim death by mistake?  That’s like jumping in the pool and then saying oh, I didn’t mean to get wet.


Haven’t we had enough war?



Blinders and Filters

We wear blinders and filters – blinders of our egotistical desires, filters of our tortuous language, our culture.


The Promised Land is not a geographical space, no one people is chosen as uniquely blessed, elite.  It is up to us to build a Universal Promised Land by changing the world within and without.  This is what God keeps calling us to do.  The Jewish people was meant to be a sort of pilot group.  Jesus gave the example of yeast, a sour dough culture, a little piece of it will spread to all the dough and cause it to rise.

Sometimes my sourdough doesn’t get used for awhile – it goes acid – it needs to be fed.  The world needs to fed with the Word of its Creator.  He has spoken to many (the prophets in the Bible, Muhammad, Michel, and maybe others we have never heard of) and always the same message: be good, help others.  We are meant to be spreading love and compassion, sharing, and not greed, hate, war, nor lies.


Why can’t all of us realize that all of us are children of God, all of us have a spark of the divine within that needs to be nurtured, encouraged to shine forth?


“Let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me”; this is worth fighting for – in the sense of making a strong effort, of battling the wrong within in order to make it right and become good.


About a quarter past 11, husband called HELP.  He had decided to make farcis (but that is a recipe for another day) and things weren’t working out too well.  The potatoes especially didn’t want to be hollowed.  He set them aside in the food mill saying they can be mashed instead.  After the farcis were in the oven, I thought why not turn the potatoes into gnocchi?

This is a dish that doesn’t call for a lot of high tech material, you need a fork mainly.

You want to make some mashed potatoes that are rather dry, just the potatoes, no milk or butter.  Usually, if I were to start out to make this on purpose, I would steam the potatoes and then put them through the food mill (or ricer).  One kilo potatoes and then add 250 grams flour.  Today I just weighed what potatoes I had and put in ¼ of that weight in flour. I never tried doing this by volume, so I guess in addition to the fork, you need a scale… Mix the flour with the potatoes, trying not to overwork, then roll out in ropes and chop the ropes into bite-size pieces.


Now comes the ancestral gesture I learned from my mother-in-law.  Put each little piece on a fork and roll it sort of into and off of the fork at the same time.  You want to make like tire treads and have a hollow place in the middle, a combination of corkscrew and shell macaroni.



You’ll need a pot of boiling water or broth, salted.  Put the gnocchi in the boiling liquid and when they float , they’re done.  This only takes a couple of minutes.  One would usually make these to accompany a dish that has a lot of liquid, like a light stew, because they are handy to soak up the juices.  You could just serve with a bit of butter and cheese.


July 21, 2006

I did a little updating on my web page:

Mémé’s Lapin en papillote

Prepared with loving hands

The word papillote is related to papillon which means butterfly.  A bowtie is called noeud de papillon, meaning butterfly knot.  These are just little packets and don’t have to be done up with a special knot.

If you can’t get any rabbit, use chicken or fish instead.

Preheat the oven, medium hot (350° F).  Get ready a piece of foil (or parchment paper) for each person.  Place a portion of rabbit (or whatever) on the foil.  Smother it with mustard.  This would be French mustard — meaning Dijon mustard, not French’s mustard.  The heat is destroyed in the cooking process, so don’t be afraid to slather it on.  Chop up a leek or some onion.  Sprinkle on.  Same with some carrot shavings.  Add a nice sprig of thyme, some oregano and savory, salt and pepper.  Start to close up the packets, then drizzle on some cream, a spoonful or two.  Close them up well.  Bake ’til done, probably about 45 minutes to an hour (less for fish).