Samstag, August 30, 2008

Is this weird or what

I saw this on Golden Apples. I think it is a super list, like a reading list, only for food. The highlighted ones are the ones I've eaten. How about you?

1. Venison
2. Nettle tea
3. Huevos rancheros

4. Steak tartare
5. Crocodile I have had alligator, so I am counting that
6. Black pudding
7. Cheese fondue
8. Carp
9. Borscht
10. Baba ghanoush
11. Calamari
12. Pho
13. PB&J sandwich
14. Aloo gobi
15. Hot dog from a street cart

16. Epoisses
17. Black truffle
18. Fruit wine made from something other than grapes
19. Steamed pork buns
20. Pistachio ice cream
21. Heirloom tomatoes
22. Fresh wild berries

23. Foie gras
24. Rice and beans
25. Brawn, or head cheese
26. Raw Scotch Bonnet pepper
27. Dulce de leche
28. Oysters
29. Baklava

30. Bagna cauda
31. Wasabi peas
32. Clam chowder in a sourdough bowl
33. Salted lassi
34. Sauerkraut
35. Root beer float

36. Cognac with a fat cigar (no cigar of any kind)
37. Clotted cream tea -- note, the clotted cream does not go IN the tea
38. Vodka jelly/Jell-O
39. Gumbo
40. Oxtail
41. Curried goat

42. Whole insects (Fried and chocolated covered, and candied (sugar coated))
43. Phaal
44. Goat’s milk
45. Malt whisky from a bottle worth £60/$120 or more
46. Fugu
47. Chicken tikka masala
48. Eel
49. Krispy Kreme original glazed doughnut
50. Sea urchin
51. Prickly pear (and Dragon Fruits)
52. Umeboshi
53. Abalone
54. Paneer
55. McDonald’s Big Mac Meal
56. Spaetzle

57. Dirty gin martini
58. Beer above 8% ABV
59. Poutine
60. Carob chips
61. S’mores

62. Sweetbreads
63. Kaolin if we're talking about that stuff like chalk
64. Currywurst
65. Durian May I just say that I only had some of these foods once?
66. Frogs’ legs
67. Beignets, churros, elephant ears or funnel cake (all of them!)
68. Haggis
69. Fried plantain
70. Chitterlings, or andouillette
71. Gazpacho
72. Caviar and blini

73. Louche absinthe
74. Gjetost, or brunost
75. Roadkill
It wasn't exactly roadkill, but it was a bloated sheep.
76. Baijiu
77. Hostess Fruit Pie
78. Snail

79. Lapsang souchong (Its like drinking tar!)
80. Bellini
81. Tom yum
82. Eggs Benedict
83. Pocky

84. Tasting menu at a three-Michelin-star restaurant.
85. Kobe beef
86. Hare
87. Goulash
88. Flowers

89. Horse -- I hope not.
90. Criollo chocolate -- thanks, Matt!
91. Spam
92. Soft shell crab

93. Rose harissa
94. Catfish
95. Mole poblano
96. Bagel and lox
97. Lobster Thermidor
98. Polenta

99. Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee-yes the real thing.. and lots of other special coffees
100. Snake

I have been trying every weird food I could find for 56 years (and grew up on a farm with grandparents who made us eat everything we were served), so I am disappointed I've missed some. For example, I need to research rose harissa. But not the fugu. Not going there. And alcohol is against my religion, so I don't have to try those.

Freitag, August 29, 2008

It's been a Hard Day's Night

The piano open house is over.

After a busy morning at Kinko's, Office Max, and the grocery store, I picked up some goodies at the bakery.

the treats are ready to roll

Laurel and Sharman helped me put the folders together.

The new folders are ready to go

I practiced my presentation on the grandkids, most of whom are in my studio, then went off to wind my Sappho.

Come to me in Crete

It looked mostly blue in the skein (see yesterday's post), but the blend of colors gives it an earthy feel in the ball.

A few piano families showed up. We even got one dad! There was a lot of downtime.

More Adamas

A survey of the table at the end of the day demonstrates that the most popular finger food for piano students is without question donut holes.

No more donut holes

Jet did not get any donut holes, but he was exhausted by all the excitement.

Jet asleep in his water bowl

Hurray for a long weekend! I will hit the ground running on Tuesday afternoon. Luckily the 6:45 a.m. student comes on Wednesday . . .

Donnerstag, August 28, 2008

The Carrot . . .

The carrot or the stick, this is the question.

I am trying to make piano lessons more fun this year. I have this project laid out to keep me working.

Adamas Shawl by MimKnits; Sappho laceweight by The Sanguine Gryphon in "Come to Me From Crete."

I'm thinking of it for the airplane project for Austria, since it has a simple chart. I will let myself start it after the students' open house tomorrow.

My idea with piano is that if things are more fun for the students, maybe they will be more fun for me. Some of the changes:

A club for kids who practice fives times each week for at least three consecutive weeks, with bonus points and prizes (I'm thinking coupons for Baskin Robbins, Pizza Hut, that kind of thing).

A Get Out of Jail Free card in case people miss a practice day--they can earn it back with two weeks perfect practice.

Contests. Say, are you noticing a trend here? Does it remind you of the yarn world? Let me know if you have ideas for contests. So far I have:

  • September: name the practicing club

  • October: dialing for donuts
  • I call their house and if they have practiced they get a coupon for a donut from a local bakery

  • November: most measures of Christmas music learned
  • We have our recital early in December, then take the rest of the month off

  • December: most minutes practiced during the vacation

  • January: no ideas

  • February: Sight reading Valentines
  • They open the Valentine and sight read the music inside--fewest mistakes wins. Hmmm, that will take some work to make sure each child's music is at the right level.

  • March: no ideas

  • April: something Easter-related?

  • May: no ideas

  • June: no ideas

  • Everyone who enters will get something, although there need to a few special prizes.

    I've also made a new practice chart with stickers so they have no excuse for not tracking their practicing.

    It's hard to know how many packets to make. Only four families have let me know their lesson time preferences. They represent about half the paying students, plus my grandkids. We'll see who shows up for the open house tomorrow. If no one comes I am going to have a heck of a lot of cookies, eclairs, and donut holes to dispose of.

    Incidentally, I'm thinking of a new incentive for me: A sign in the kitchen that says, "Now Earning: Wollmeise or STR" so I don't feel as if I'm wasting my time.

    Samstag, August 23, 2008

    Hear me roar!

    I had a really busy week, but I survived it!

  • Sunday

  • I drove to Provo and helped my friend, Sue, make some plans for her husband's funeral. I came home with a stack of CDs to put together a CD mix for the funeral and the luncheon. Then we had M2's birthday party.

  • Monday

  • I did dishes and ripped CDs all morning, then went to Costco, Target, a pawn shop, an antique shop, and the Needlepoint Joint picking up things for my parents. Then I drove to Mackay.

  • Tuesday

  • I took my dad to his doctor's appointment in Idaho Falls. I also saved my parents from death by food poisoning when I threw out stew that had been sitting, warm but uncooked, in their crockpot for 26 hours. I talked with Robin about getting them a new crockpot. Then I drove home.

  • Wednesday

  • I met with the minister of St. Mary's Episcopal Church in Provo where Sue was having her husband's funeral. We went through the prayer book with sticky notes and figured out where music would fit in. I ran through the hymn for Communion, not one I knew, on St. Mary's adorable little pipe organ.

    Then I went to Amber's and worked on my CDs some more, practiced Ave Maria with Amber and the quartet's music by myself, and then met with the quartet and practiced with them.

    On the way home I prayed for a miracle. I have not been practicing enough lately to feel good about playing that much unfamiliar music on less than a day's notice and have a good result.

    I stayed up until 11:00 finalizing the CD for the CD and putting the music for the luncheon on my iPod.

  • Thursday

  • I left home before 7:00 a.m. and got to the church in time to do a sound check on the organ and the CD. All the music went fine. The quartet was wonderful, and Amber's cello playing made me cry all the way through the Ave Maria. I started playing too soon during communion, but Reverend West kindly said she didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

    I think Sue had expected 50 people for the funeral, but her nephew counted at least 115 people. It was a wonderful tribute to Mike and Sue.

    The only thing that didn't work was that I brought the wrong connector for the iPod and we couldn't use the music I brought. I knew I should have stopped by the restaurant and looked at sound system. But when?

    All week, whenever I started to panic, I remembered what my therapist said and just told myself I only had to do the next thing on my list. Instead of worrying about what might happen, I did as much advance research as I could so that there weren't any unknowns to trip me up. Except for the glitch with the restaurant's music system.

    In Other News

    I got Wollmeise in the mail. I only photo'ed one of them so far.

    Wollmeise Campari Orange

    I entered both Joanne and me in the Wollmeise club lottery. I have already had one miracle this week. Maybe we will get in anyway.

    Donnerstag, August 14, 2008

    Oh, wait, is that today?

    I just realized that today is my blog's 2nd birthday.

    Happy birthday, blog! Y'all just ain't gettin' the attention y'all deserve.

    In lieu of knitting pictures, I will tell you about a super film you need to see if you love sheep, horses, great sweaters, or beautiful scenery.

    It's called The Lure of the Highlands in English, or Fjallmenn a Landmannaafretti in Icelandic. It's a beautifully made documentary about the annual sheep drive at the end of the Iceland summer--sort of like Rawhide, only woolier.

    There's a preview on Amazon if you click the link. Unfortunately, the film is quite expensive to purchase, but you can download it to watch it on your computer or TiVo.

    In the meantime, let's just look at horses:

    Maybe I will have to give my blog a half-birthday party.

    Samstag, August 09, 2008

    Why is my room the family dump?

    My room always has piles of stuff in it. I clean them out and they come right back. Could it be because when people say, "What shall I do with this?" my response is always, "Put it in my room and I'll figure it out later"?

    There's a kind of domino effect. For example, I can't put the knitting books away because I need another book shelf downstairs. I have no excuse for the yarn, because it's actually under control right now. However, I was keeping yarn in the china cabinet and now that the dishes are back in there some yarn did get displaced.

    There's also the Trusty effect. If stuffing can be pulled out of it or bits can be chewed off from it, then Trusty wants to be right in there. His special hiding place is in our room, so the stuffing and bits end up there.

    Yes, I am making a valiant effort to eliminate the stuff yet again. Here's what I've gotten done so far:

  • Took my TiVo apart, blew the dust out, and put in a new hard drive.

  • It is still not working right so I think I will need to do this again. Since I'm not sure the old hard drive really needed to be replaced, it is still in the bedroom waiting for me to decide where to put it. Does that mean I can't check it off my list?

  • Wound the two skeins of yarn for Paul's Ram Club sock kit and knitted the toes.

  • Ram Club socks

    Yes, I put the project in the awesome bag I bought at Barnes and Noble on Thursday when I was feeling sorry for myself because of not allowing myself to eat more cheese fries at Training Table.


    I put the bag in the closet on a shelf. I think that should count.

  • Ordered yarn for Piper's Brambling sweater, since the sale yarn I bought last fall wasn't working as to gauge.

  • I put the knitting book in my nightstand. Since the sweater yarn put me into the discount range at Webs, I ordered a couple of skeins of sock yarn as well. Does this explain why the yarn stash doesn't stay in control for long?

  • Took a nap.

  • That was really important since I was up until about 4:00 a.m. trying to figure out if the TiVo was fixed or not.

  • Caught the Wollmeise update sometime around midnight

  • It's not gambling if you don't have to put out cash every time you F5, right?

  • Found my missing church keys

  • Whew, that was a big one! God forgives most sins, but not losing your church keys. For that there is no atonement.

    Freitag, August 08, 2008

    Faster than a speeding bullet!


    More powerful than a locomotive!

    Jet again

    Able to leap tall buildings at a single bound!


    OK, Maybe not that.


    Yes, Trusty's new toy is working out pretty well. Sharman and Chris take Jet out to the bathroom in the middle of the night. They feed him and clean up after him. All I have to do is take pictures of him.

    Mittwoch, August 06, 2008

    We go to the Joe Cocker concert

    Paul has loved Joe Cocker since the 1970's. I think my introduction to him was more recent*, but I agree with Paul that John Belushi's Saturday Night Live satirization of Cocker's on-stage style is one of the funniest moments in television.

    We finally got to see Joe in person last week when he came to Salt Lake to open for the Steve Miller Band.

    I travelled light, taking only my phone and knitting.

    Joe Cocker

    STR Lightweight in Kaw Kaw; Ceder Creek sock pattern

    The phone's camera has limited resolution, so you can just barely see Cocker:

    My creation

    He sang our favorites, such as "You Can Keep Your Hat On," and "A Little Help From My Friends." He screamed and he twitched.

    It was super.

    It was hard to knit because two chicks kept climbing over us as they left for beer, the bathroom, and who knows what else. It was hard to see because aging hippies in front of us stood up to groove. I took earplugs for both of us, having been to an outdoor concert more recently than Paul. It was loud even with earplugs.

    It was super anyway.

    We did not stay for Steve Miller. Paul has very specific tastes in music.

    *After the Beatles and Jimi Hendrix started breaking up or dying I became a classical music nerd and for about ten years I didn't listen to much rock that Paul didn't bring home.
    No tickers