Archive | April 2007

Trying for Truth

Here is a blog to read about truth:

I have been turning over in my mind the part about the smallest organism containing the mechanism of the whole. I have seen that in comparing an atom with the planetary system, the electrons, etc., revolving like the planets. There is also something similar in toys. We give small versions of things to our children so that they can practice and learn – small tools, small wheelbarrows, dolls, small tractors, and so on. Do we also give them small lies?

April 27, 2007

Riihele asked do I make my own blend for my morning cereal.

Yes, I do. I couldn’t find any that I really liked, so I mix my own.

I get plain flakes at the organic store; corn flakes and spelt flakes, no sugar added.

Then I put a spoonful of:

flax seeds
wheat germ
squash seeds
sunflower seeds

a dried apricot and approximately 7 almonds.

Add milk, raw, whole, fresh from the farm. Chew well and savour.

Curried Cauliflower in Cheese Sauce

A cauliflower for only one euro? It jumped into my shopping basket!

I decided to do it in a curried cheese sauce. Here’s the blow by blow, in case you would like to do this yourself.

First I cut up the cauliflower into pieces, not too big, not too small. I heated some salted water to boiling, threw in the cauliflower, covered the pot and let it steam until it was somewhat cooked but not too cooked – you don’t want to make a purée here.

Then I poured all that out into a colander, put some butter in the pan, a shallot finely sliced, and let that melt together for a few minutes. Don’t use high heat with butter. I added a nice teaspoonful of hot curry powder, approximately the same of curcuma, and about 1/2 teaspoon cumin seeds.

When the shallot had started to soften, I added some flour and then milk. Stir well and let cook a bit, then I added some Parmesan cheese that was left over and therefore already grated. You could use any kind of cheese for this, but I think if I used bleu, I would skip the curry. If you don’t like curry, you could just use paprika or even nothing, just the shallot and cheese will give flavor.

I put the cauliflower back in the pan and let it warm up a bit, then I chopped some parsley on top and supper was ready.

April 25, 2007

A gentle nocturnal spring rain and overnight the volume of the leaves seems to have doubled, giving an almost claustrophobic impression in the garden.

For several minutes I searched the refrigerator for some mango chutney I remembered buying, to no avail. Then I realized- it is probably in my son and daughter-in-law’s refrigerator, over 6000 km away. So we got out some pickles instead.

So Far to Go

I was playing legos with my grandson, 3 1/2 years old. He smashed my project, then I smashed his, thinking somewhere that will teach him what it feels like to have your project smashed and maybe he won’t do that.

Husband, observing, said the never-ending- cycle of revenge.

He was right.

I despair.

How can I expect humanity to renounce war when I can’t even practice forgiveness in a play situation?

Entry for April 17, 2007

I got my wheelbarrow, got my tools and headed towards the roadside bed, but as often happens, I filled the wheelbarrow more than once with weeds on the way and never did get to the roadside. The “north passage” does look a bit better.

I found some plants blooming that I had forgotten I planted. I like that better than when I pull them out and then realize it was something I had planted. I found things growing (and blooming) that I didn’t plant such as this one, growing underneath a blueberry bush:

Surprise, Surprise!

On the way to the airport, I put my hands in my pockets and found something in there, even though I thought I had finished with gloves for the season and taken them out. What was in there? Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa – packets of seeds from last minute sowings the night before. What will happen to me at customs? I don’t want any hassles. Normally seeds are not a problem, but these days one never knows. There is a post office at the airport, but it was closed. We did find an envelope and stamps at the newsstand and put the package in the mailbox, addressed to myself.

Son and grandson met us upon arrival. Rather foggily, I noticed the car turn towards where they used to live and then continue past there. An errand to run perhaps? Then we turned into the driveway of a smart-looking house. They had signed the papers only four days before!

In France, when nothing has been added to a product, it is marked “naturel“. I remember my boys really liked mashed banana with plain yogurt and thought grandson might like that too. What a shock when I opened up the natural yogurt and it was purple! Blueberries go well with banana, but grandson was not tempted.

In North Carolina, we appreciated the redbud and flowering dogwoods. In Pennsylvania, we woke up to everything covered in white. I never dreamed of a white Easter!!!

It never occurred to me that there was a time change between North Carolina and Chicago. We thought our plane would be already boarding, but actually it wasn’t even there yet.

I did not like the announcements calling on us to report any suspicious behavior. It made me think of Russia where everyone spied on each other and turned each other in, at least if one can believe what is written in spy novels. I saw things I don’t think are normal — people drinking soft drinks, people who have poked holes in themselves. What if someone thinks I look weird? (Sometimes I think so myself.)

At home, watering in the greenhouse, I can’t remember what I planted. Hey, all I gotta’ do is open that envelope!

You may have guessed by now that food is one of my favorite occupations. Tonight I tried doing some candied violets (photo above). They were nice and open when I dipped them in the egg white, but as I pulled them out, they closed. I will taste them tomorrow.