Monthly Archives: February 2010

Apologies

In my mind they’re genuine and heartfelt. But “sorry I borrowed your Crazy Heart CD and the car slid on the ice and ruined it” is different than stating that one has had multiple partners for years at a time, a girl in every port, so to speak.

I’ve never been a golf fan but marveled at that young boy, Tiger Woods, who could seemingly do no wrong. Yes, I’m older than Tiger, but there were plenty of younger African American boys who wanted to get out of the ghettos and for the first time saw golf, a nearly exclusively White sport, as an opportunity.

He seemed perfect but even when he was 18-19, I knew a flaw had to develop. No, it’s not a sex addiction, it’s believing one is above it all, the law, the marriage vows, the role one has as role model for ones’ children and thousands of young people who look up to this person who knows how to swing a club.

Back in the day I admired his father for raising such an ambitious and talented son. Now I believe his parents created a monster who believes he is infallible.

Today when I heard his scripted apology at PGA headquarters in front of a hand-picked audience of golf journalists, where he did not take a single question, I thought a few things. First, he’s pissed that he got caught. Second, in his attempts to take total control of his career and media access, he blew that too. Most important, he spent most of his time apologizing to the “people in the room,” the golf press.

What does he want? Any normal person who had an affair would get back together with his wife, or not. He would want to spend time with his children, or not. He would want to go back to golf. Yes, that’s the kicker. He wouldn’t have had a hand-picked audience in the PGA HQ unless he wanted to get back to golfing asap. As I said, most normal people would have been able to do this in private. Tiger Woods is a public figure. Whatever he does in public, is public. And if he thinks he can have golf chicks on the side from now on, the golf and other press will be on him in a heartbeat.

Talk about being a prisoner in one’s own lies. Now he went back into seclusion (aka “rehab”) to await press fallout. You may be a heck of a golfer, Tiger, but there’s more tarnish on that carefully polished facade than one lame press conference (it was a statement, not a conference) can repair. Sorry for going off-topic but I couldn’t help it. Dee

The Perfect Mouse

Yes, our dog Zoe caught a live mouse last week and Jim snapped the leash and she relinquished it. Normally our family adopts cats and dogs that have no hunting instinct, except for cat Hobbes (RIP) and our Zoe. The mouse scurried away but probably not without injury.

Many years ago I went to visit my sister in CA and she wondered why all these cats were gathered around her small home. Mija, her cat, was in heat, I explained. Shortly thereafter my brother flew across country with a five week-old kitten in his pocket. Surprise! My sister had offered me a kitten and I declined, I’d just moved to NYC to a new job. She didn’t send me the one she offered in the first place, but a runt who fell off the 7′ shelf in the garage and Mija stopped feeding him at two weeks of age so my sister put him on solids.

I was an inveterate “dog person” at the time and knew nothing about cats. I knew nothing about food, litter or milk replacement formula. I bought one book that said to only give cats frozen raw kidneys, frozen four days to eliminate bacteria. I threw that away. Then I got a book that told me to make a mouse.

One-sixth of an animal is internal organs so we need some liver and kidney and heart et al. The fur provides fiber. So I bought a chicken and roasted it and saved the breasts for me and the rest for Nathan (Nathan’s hot dogs, or Kevin Kline’s character in Sophie’s Choice). I added kelp, brewers’ yeast and a ton of things to make a week’s worth of food for him in ice cube trays. He wouldn’t eat it.

Over the years I still tried to give him quality food, and ended up with Innova, which has no meat by-products or corn. Do you know what he liked? Fancy Feast. So on his birthday and Christmas I got him a can of Fancy Feast as an illicit treat. He was with me for 13 years and I never got the last word in a discussion. He was part Burmese, a gorgeous cat with a beautiful coat.

He got out of the house one day and went to visit a neighbor, came back and got a cough that became pneumonia. Coupled with congestive heart failure I had to do the right thing so held him for a while even after he was sedated and euthanized.

Sometimes a cat doesn’t appreciate the whole mouse as a human sees it. Luckily our dog, after multiple tries at food she would eat, relishes her raw lamb with carrots and blueberries and squash. It’s frozen solid and she’s a happy camper! Cheers, Dee

Mincemeat

Today, I was rushing through an OK supermarket for shaving cream, paper towels, potatoes, and rosemary when I glimpsed a jar of Crosse & Blackwell mincemeat and grabbed it.

Since the beginning of November, I’ve looked in and called every grocery and specialty store in a 25 mile radius and was unable to find mincemeat. This store said they just got it in and sold a lot of it over the holidays and just sold out. Most people don’t know what it is, but we had mincemeat tarts every year!

It’s safe in the pantry now. Now that I think of it I should have gotten two or more! I know where to go for mincemeat, and lemon curd. It takes a while in a new locale before one gets the lay of the land. There is a food God. Cheers, Dee

Done the Don Way

Don, the butcher, has recipes for some wonderful things. I’ve bought meat with one of his signature marinades, and made one myself for a large ribeye steak. Then I found out my husband was going to a meeting then dinner with the guys tonight, so I hope it’s OK to marinate it until tomorrow night. I had cheese and crackers for dinner.

It’s a maple-rosemary-garlic marinade and I used the remainder of my Grade A Dark Amber maple syrup I picked up in Vermont a few years ago. Basically it’s syrup, oil, salt and pepper, garlic and fresh rosemary. Don says it’s OK to print the recipe. I’d rather cook the steak and let you know how it tastes before giving the recipe to you.

Don’s from TX and doesn’t mind being interviewed by this neophyte blogger. Let’s hope you had a better dinner than I did tonight. I’m about to call it a night and go upstairs to watch Olympics. Jim’s meeting just broke up and he called to ask if I was making dinner (no way!) or if he should go out with the guys. Out with the guys, I said! There’s not a chance in heck I’m going to serve dinner at 11:00 p.m. The dog and I are going to bed now. Cheers, Dee

Volunt”ears”

For many years I’ve volunteered, even joined a volunteer organization to lead and train volunteers. At one point I was managing 14 projects, each with a project manager, every month. I couldn’t go to all my events each month but picked good people and they ran with it.

There’s a wonderful ad on television with Miss Piggy dreaming of a date with this hottie and instead of getting dinner, she gets plopped into a scene where she has to use hammer and nails to build a home and the reward for her volunteering is a day at a Disney theme park.

Congratulations, Disney. I’m one person spreading the word but you’re a huge corporation that has once again, thought outside the box. Giving a volunteer one day at a theme park is money in the bank for you, because they’ll buy another and flight/hotel and meals and pins and character breakfasts. More important, it’s teaching young people and their families that volunteering is important.

People who can/cannot afford the daily rate to one of Disney’s theme parks get to go. They each get a pin stating that they’re a VoluntEAR. I’m not sure but I think they get to walk in the parade or are saluted at the parade for their community efforts. What a great way to let people know that there are those less fortunate our there that need our help! Congratulations.

It seems you have to go to a theme park to see the rewards of this newfound volunteerism. In line to see the popular Nemo submarine ride, we ran into grandparents, their adult child and two gorgeous young girls on a family reunion. The grands worked at a shelter, and the young family helped plant a community garden, then the entire family got together at Disneyland. This makes “Have a magical day” a mantra, not a simple slogan.

Steamboat Willie/Mickey Mouse’s creator was an innovator and entrepreneur. I think he would be justifiably proud of the recent volunteer initiative.

I don’t know if the organization I volunteered for even exists now, but it catered to busy people who want to commit a few hours per week/month and made it easy to do for a first-time volunteer. For example, spend a Saturday morning with fellow volunteers planting 150 trees. Read to youngsters at a local library. Your time and effort will help someone, and you’ll feel good volunteering for your community.

Help another, volunteer! Cheers, Dee

O Canada

Our home and native land….

Yes, my mother came from Canada and had a Green Card here for 50 years. She’s gone now but family abides in Canada and nearby and everyone loves the Olympics. We happen to be living where the 2002 Olympics resided and are keeping our eyes out on Vancouver.

Apparently Lindsey Vonn is a neighbor of ours who is using cheese (topfer) to help heal her shin. Let’s hope Lindsey and our other neighbor Shaun White do well in the Olympics.

My godfather/Uncle Don had the honor of carrying the Olympic Torch prior to the Calgary Games. I salute all the athletes, thank Canada and Vancouver for hosting the Games, and wish everyone the best. OK, I’m from the USA so will shout a little bit louder there.

As a nation, we’ve spent a lot of time walling off one neighbor, Mexico. We’ve ignored our Northern neighbor, Canada, for far too long. It’s as if we’re such good friends that we forget about Canada because it doesn’t pose a threat to our borders.

We’ve been engaged to Canada for many years. While I don’t have inside info on what Canadians think of the US right now I believe we pay Canada no mind. It seems we like to be involved with Iraq and Afghanistan but ignore our kindly neighbors to the North.

For me, I hope the weather allows for a good and fair Olympics. Kudos for taking on this monumental challenge and we look forward to visiting Vancouver and sacred places nearby where my mother has been memorialized in future years. Cheers, Dee

Dead Men Tell No Tales

We went back to Disneyland after nearly ten years. How did we feel after a day’s touring? Old, tired and sore. We spent three nights and Jim slept through the fireworks twice. I did once. My ankles swelled and we found muscles we didn’t even know we had got sore from bracing against twists and turns in the nearly faultless capsules we inhabited.

Yes, the Caribbean was in my thoughts the last post but it was Pirates, that now has new features with a Johnny Depp-like figure in the picture. Nemo was cool, especially for youngsters. Space Mountain is way better than it was before re-vamping. It was the coolest ride in the place.

Yes, we did ride the Thunder Mountain RR three times in three days. I love that one. Splash mountain took its toll on me. I was in the front on this log ride and got absolutely soaked shortly after 8:00 am so had several layers that had to dry out.

We got stuck several times on a very popular, long wait-time ride, but we had fast tix to it so at least didn’t wait to get in. It was like going to a large grocery store with a laser gun. Except you were stuck in the beans and peas aisle. Then in the pasta and tomato sauce aisle. I can do this stuff faster at home in my local grocery!

The weather was gorgeous, 78 today which was 40 degrees higher than what we have at home. Our home and dog are safe and sound. We’re tired, sore and have been traveling. I had to do something for dinner tonight so purchased and cooked a fresh pasta and bottled sauce. After a long weekend we’re already tired of restaurant meals but I don’t feel like doing anything that requires significant effort right now.

It’s back to Dee’s cooking! And I didn’t take my laptop and blog for a reason. I was on vacation. Hope you missed me at least a little bit. And I’ve tips on touring Disney. Luckily I put my brand new Roots leather purse in the room safe and got a small bag for cash, card, phone, tix because I got soaked…

Tales may be told, but only to my mates. Sitting out by the pool I thought our trajectory might propel us further west to live, hopefully so. After several years, Jim actually took a day off work for this trip. Let’s hope the trend continues. My favored destinations always include art, architecture and food. These will require more than one day off work.

Sleep well, Beauty. To the universe, and beyond! After a good night’s sleep, I’m back. Cheers. Dee

Vacation, What’s That?

It’s 2:00 a.m. My husband finished travel plans a few hours ago for a long weekend trip that brings us to warm climes and memories of when we first met. I’m also awaiting a delivery of organic foodstuffs that usually comes in about 2-3 a.m.

Where we live is gorgeous but taking a short weekend break is necessary to re-charge and get a new perspective on life. When I was young and single I’d go to Italy and Greece to do that, but we have to settle for a brief flight and weekend, first time in over a year, so I must set up the house tomorrow and go to the cleaners, grocery, do laundry and figure out what to pack et al.

It’ll be nice to get away as we’ll appreciate our surroundings so much more when we return. We’ve a great house/dog sitter coming in to take care of our Zoe and just want to relax and enjoy a couple of days without work or dog duties. Sleeping in past 7:00 in the morning is foreign to me.

We’ll have much to do, and many characters to keep us company. The Caribbean awaits, but let’s hope we aren’t shipwrecked like last time. More later, night owls. Cheers, Dee

Dear Mr. Bad Blake

The actor that played you in Crazy Heart deserves the Oscar, just as he deserved the Golden Globe and SAG awards. You even made me like actor Colin Farrell, for a moment at least. I agree that the relationship between you and Tommy Sweet should have been fleshed out more because the relationship between Bad/Jean was pre-destined.

One thing you might have done is re-kindle my interest in acoustic guitar. I’ve already figured out one of your songs and will work on others. And I’m a rank beginner, not like actor Jeff Bridges, who plays “The Weary Kind” on youtube.

My husband found the movie tough and a bit sad. It is, but I knew that going in. I went for the story and the music and was not disappointed in the least by either. And with Robert Duvall and the songwriters/singers, this is a film I’ve waited for with great anticipation and every hope was realized. Thanks, Otis. Cheers from a transitory Texas gal.

Simone “Simca” Beck

One of the historic trio that propagated French cooking in America (a trio that included Julia Child and Louisette Bertholle), her recipes were taught to us in cooking school. I loved her lettuce timbale and chocolate cake. My favorite teacher, who went to Gourmet and after the magazine closed, where?, was Paul Grimes who used to spend summers in the south of France with Simca and neighbor Julia Child.

When I took on my one-month unpaid culinary apprenticeship in Mendocino, CA, I was working with chefs Margaret Fox and Chris Kump (son of the cooking school owner). I’d spent all my savings on cooking school and renting a car and luckily a waiter had a sublet for me for the month. It was very cold at night and my cabin had no heat, broken windows and a privy lock (hook and eye) for security. My funds were spent on $5 a day for wood for the stove that burned out around 2-3 a.m.

My solace was one book I bought at a used bookstore in Ft. Bragg for $8, Simone Beck’s “Simca’s Cuisine.” That’s what I read when it was light enough to read. Now it’s in storage but I looked it up for a reader who commented on Cassoulet (because that’s in the book) and new, it’s going for $817.19 on Amazon!

Let’s all try to make a version of cassoulet before Spring. How about it? I’m willing if you are. There’s a site that provides all the traditional ingredients online, or make up your own. As for me, Simca’s Cuisine is in storage a half a country away so I’ll have to punt. Happy cooking, Dee