Daily Archives: January 10, 2010

Washing Utensils

I’ve seen a lot of searches lately about whether one needs to wash newly-purchased cookware before using. Yes! There are probably CDC (Center for Disease Control) recommendations to follow but others as well. Is it a pan that needs to be “seasoned” in the oven? Does it have plastic that needs to be removed? If other shoppers have handled the merchandise you bought, do you want to use it without washing it?

Hot water and dish soap, otherwise manufacturers’ recommendations should be followed. Don’t think you can buy a cast iron pan and use it for a frittata when you get home. Season it first. For cast iron that’s an oil bath in the oven, perhaps more than one.

My husband and I eat out a few times a week. Most of the time our tummies are sensitive to alternate foods. When I cook at home I am religious (hear that, Nanny?) about cleanliness and since we’re in corporate housing I bought one cutting board. Veggies first, meat last, wash hands all the time. Cutting board goes into dishwasher and is sanitized. There are few germs in this household, and learning the ropes was organic. Once you know how to do it, you’ll do it all the time. Sure, if you need the color-coded cutting boards that’s fine but WASH YOUR KNIFE between preparations.

Being clean in the kitchen is a ritual, something that comes naturally to me, as I keep foods at the temperature they should be, let proteins thaw in the frig, if frozen, then refrigerated, let sit for a short time on the counter (always covered) before cooking. When we think of our loved ones, we want to give them the best, tastiest, healthiest foods we can make. Following kitchen protocols will help you on that road.

Utensils:
New: a potato masher from Nanny that I used just last night to mash skin-on potatoes with garlic.
Used: All the forks, spoons and egg beaters from Jim’s grandmother and great-grandmother.
Antique: A grain scoop from a B&B in West VA. Used for dog food now but it’s in storage.

Husband Jim says that anything I make is true to my principles (he’s a physicist, go figure) and I try and mainly do please his sensitive palate. My cooking school experience has ingrained many things in my mind, as in before cooking or tasting mise en place over a clean surface. Pot roast tonight? We’ll see. Good morning, reader/contributor! Dee

Heard it All?

The complicated Utah DMV documents for registering a vehicle are next to a tax statement for brine shrimp revenues. In Mendocino County, CA my local post office warned that it was illegal to send pot via US mail. The local grocery boasted a sign stating “no wetsuits in store.”

In Utah, it seems owners of a passenger car need to pay 1% to 1.5% of its value every year it’s owned by the taxpayer. I still have no idea what they’ll do to us on sales tax from MN as that’s where we got my husband’s “new” car. We’d love the weather in California but they are in a bad financial state. Texas, who knows? I’d hate to think we’d move just for auto fees. All we wanted to do is be safe. All-wheel drive, snow tires, good brakes. Don’t fall off the mountain is our mantra.

It seems we’ve been out of the loop in regard to Sundance, two months late for “locals” to actually be able to get tickets. If “local” is a pejorative term around here, lessee is worse. It appears we are the worst of the worst. I’d rather be the worst of the Wurst as I’m reading Daniel Sax’s “Save The Deli,” the first two chapters have me hooked, and not on gefiltefish. I can’t wait until he reveals where I can find good deli out west. No, I’m not going to skip to that chapter. Life is a journey, ok with sour pickles and mustard and smoked meats. On Rye. No white bread or mayonnaise or butter. Latkes. Matzo ball soup. Oy vey! Give me a deli! Dee