Tuesday, April 5

Moody Monday--Having [No] Fun

A typical start of the day: breakfast, pack lunches for my son and I.

Mama Tostada: corn tortilla, mushroom (olive oil, lemon juice), banana,
chili pepper (dried)

He got to school on-time, and I to the office (without having to canvas the neighborhood for a parking space).

Smiling Tostada: corn tortilla, watercress, almond butter, cantaloupe

At my desk working (synchronizing databases), I am feeling sluggish.  Acid reflux--not the best, but not the worst start of the week, I am pacing myself.

Monstah Poena-Crania Tostada: corn tortilla, grapefruit (pink), ketchup, hotdog, onion,
peanuts, watermelon

I think I have a migraine.  Good news!  There has been a new methodology for the importing of data that will be implemented within a week.  I must prepare ASAP.  My skull implodes, eradicating my excruciating headache.  I feel much better.


Pixie-Taurus Tostada: corn tortilla, cactus, mineola, sun dried tomato

Dinner was a delight; the evening, a tumultuous tizzy.


The Mashup Medley Tostada: corn tortilla, mushroom (olive oil, lemon juice),
banana, chili pepper (dried), watercress, almond butter, cantaloupe, grapefruit (pink),
ketchup, hotdog, onion, peanuts, watermelon, cactus, mineola, sun dried tomato,
[cheddar cheese (on the side)]


Thursday, March 24

Lunacy Fecundity (A Science Mythology)

This week, I find myself less inspired, wanting to sleep in during the start of this Spring season. I am inclined to believe that this lack of lucidity is due to the fact that this Spring has begun with what have should of been a Harvest Moon wrought with a cornucopia of crops, providing provisions that would last throughout the entire Winter. However, with this Perigean Moon, there is a turn in the tide that is having a ripple effect across the land. I wonder how should I consider, spend my daylight savings.

Perigean Moon Soup
  • Chicken (steamed, mangled)
  • Pigeon Peas
  • Poultry and Bean Stock (sieved)
  • Corn Niblets
  • Filini (Fedelini Tagliati)
  • Parsley
  • Cocoanut (shaved)
  • Mustard Seed (pestled)

Perigean Moon Soup

Suppression is the new oppression: hopefully not as a harbinger for this Summer--a chilling effect, a prospect too close for comfort. Lethargic, I have got the jitters and I am feeling kind of queasy. The weekend grocery shopping was a "blah." Whatever is in the freezer, in the refrigerator and pantry will get me through the week. As Winter recedes, I attempt to endure this idyll, and withdrawal into my parenthetical successes and failures.

Faulty Tummy Pastry
  • Porgy (boiled, deboned)
  • Fish Stock
  • Sea Salt
  • Peanuts (pestled)
  • Great Northern Beans (squashed by hand)
  • Rosemary (ground manually)
  • Butter (melted)

  • Filo Flakes (bottom layer toasted; top layer crisped with shaved Parmesan)
  • Non-stick Spray

Faulty Tummy Pastry

Wednesday, March 16

This (Last) Week(end)

Last weekend, I spent most of Saturday (March 12, 2011) running errands, looking for sales on food, finding ideas for recipes that I would then combine to make meals for the week. On Sunday (beginning at midnight), I began my combine-cooking adventure. Here is the documentation of my findings.

Taste-Test Soup

Porgie (scaled and gutted [Swai fillet in pieces recommended])
Shrimp (frozen)
Crab Mushroom
Soup Vegetables (frozen)
Filtered Water
Miso
Arrowroot
Crisp Bread (multigrain)

Taste-Test Soup



A Sumptuous and Astounding Pursuit

Chicken Escalope
Olive Oil with Crushed Garlic (bathed)
Blood Orange (thin wheels [at room temperature])
Broccoli Rabe (sauteed)
Filtered Water

Gravy (groovy)
  -- BR Stock
  -- Cardamon Seed (toasted, mortared)
  -- Chrysanthemum Bud (pestled)
  -- Flour
  -- Filtered Water
  -- Butter

Soy Sauce (dashes)

A Sumptuous and Astounding Pursuit



Parmigiana: Finger Nuggets

Chicken Breast (slices)
Coating
  -- Bread Crumbs (plain)
  -- Oregano (dried)
  -- Pine Nut (pestled)
  -- Lemon Juice
  -- Olive Oil
[Chill in fridge, then fry crispy, but not crunchy]

Campanelle Pasta (al dente)
Tomato Paste [olive oil, balsamic vinegar, filtered water]
Parmesan (grated)
Mozzarella (shaved)
Finger Nuggets
Mozzarella (shaved)
[Bake]

Parmigiana: Finger Nuggets



Offal Fine Soup

Lamb Tripe (diced sloppily, boiled, fried)
Beef Sirloin (cubed, braised)
Brown Rice
Snow Peas
Filtered Water
Miso

Offal Fine Soup

Sunday, March 6

Terrible Result, But Something Had to be Done

Weeks before being admitted to the hospital, I had purchased two bricks of firm tofu. The expiration date was well into the future. I felt confident that I would use the tofu in a dish before the time-stamp indication. Into the refrigerator, the tofu went until called upon by inspiration.

When I returned from the hospital, I was greeted by a refrigerator full of "Best Used By..." products at or past their prime: milk, sour cream, pork chops, ground beef, steamed chicken, mushrooms, croissant dough, clementines--all in need (Indeed!) of some form of esculent solution. These wasting foodstuffs required some special effort; however, the milk was most simple: cereal, pancakes. I wanted something different to ingest since I had been "blanded" by six days of stringent, yet highly nutritive, delectables.

A menu change was what I desired. Anticipating a hectic week, adjusting to my revised schedule by adding the task of dressing my leg (wounded by the surgery), by altering my sleep pattern (due to a change in my medicine regimen), I was able to compose and prepare lunch and dinner menu items for the week. The results, while organized, were not as I would have liked, yet abundantly satisfactory. "Cleaning out" the refrigerator with recipe after recipe, I noticed the tofu (and the clementines). The date of expiration was nigh; the future was now! Something had to be done. What I wrought was a fiasco.

Charred Fiasco Stew

Tofu (firm, coated, marinated, fried)
  -- mustard oil
  -- sweet soy
  -- curry powder
Almonds (fried)
Dried Hot Chili
Shrimp (medium)
Peas
Rice Cake Ovals (boiled in Sea Salt)
Onion
Marinate (remaining for stew)
Soy Sauce
Charred Fiasco Stew

Slump Sump Fiasco

Clementines (boiled, peeled, pulped [liquified])
Wings (fried drumsticks [flour, salt and pepper, cayenne sauce])
Enoki and Crab Mushrooms
Rice
Slump Sump Fiasco

Having eaten my mistakes of progression, I decided to try making something less messy.

Early Easter Ham with a Mardi Gras Glaze

Potato (soaked in Sea Salt)
  -- bake, cut in half, scoop out
  -- toast shell, mash middle
  -- Boiled Carrot [bits] and Shallot [slivers]
  -- Lemon (juice)
  -- Mozzarella (cubes melted)
Ham (hunks)
  -- pressure cooked, divvy cut, baked, then broiled
  -- Marinate and Glaze: dark brown sugar, filtered water, butter, arrow root, molasses
Cabbage (pressure cooked in ham stock, chopped)

Early Easter Ham with a Mardi Gras Glaze

This dinner was not a fiasco. A triumph. Unfortunately this meal will not last in refrigeration until Easter.

Spoils!!!

Saturday, February 26

Attic Rummage Addressing Wounds

During the past ten days, I have been coming to terms with the details of my writer's block--culling the notion, the actuality of a chronic contagion, the management thereof, diplomatizing my immunity system.

Because of this life-threatening bacteria, I was put into hospital as an emergency patient. Pus oozed from the abscesses on my leg (right shin), which had swelled far beyond what my jealous ego would allow.

Such a revelation for me, not so for the physicians who prescribed the antibiotics and scheduled the surgery to remove pus-balls lodged near my tibia as I had witnessed during my morpheme localized-language anesthesia-articulated haze.

Agglutinative cogent cursed (con)fusion, a skeletal motor-cycle--this is my hell on meals. Let me rev up my chompers. "VROOM," I ached, burrowing my fears, while visualizing this recipe.

Tibia Shmibula (ingredients)
Tibia Shmibula Casserole
Vegetable Spray/Olive Oil
Red Potato Slices (fried)
Oregano Leafs/Shallot/Sun Dried Tomato (all freshly minced)
Blue Cheese (crumbled)
Chicken Legs (parboiled, flash-fried)
Red Bell Pepper (julienne)
Yellow Cherry Tomatoes
Smoked Provolone (sliced)
Tibia Shmibula Casserole (plated)

A constant case history, this persistent pestilence--flushed from the rush undermining recovery, I sit back, validate, moderate, purge.

Thursday, February 10

Phinicky Sports Fan

These recipes are an expression to help cope with the demographic social pressures that are attributed to an obstinate/abstinent heterosexual male who is a non-practicing Catholic, who is a Phinicky sports fan who presently dislikes watching the game.

Hounds of Philly
  • Soft Pretzel (sliced, toasted lightly)
  • Hot Dog (split down the middle, pan fried)
  • Eggs (scrambled) with Oregano
  • Mozzarella (shaved)
  • Quince (cubes) in Tomato Sauce


Coated and Smothered Passion in the Sty
  • Spice Mix (fennel, chives, cilantro)
  • Pork Chop
  • Corn Niblets (caramelized)
  • Sunflower Seeds (pan toasted)
  • Duck Gizzard (thinly sliced)
  • Rice with Ginger (grated)
  • White Pepper
  • Olive Oil
  • Sour Cream


NOTE: I made these two recipes [Hounds of Philly, Coated and Smothered Passion in the Sty] Sunday, February 6, 2011.

Sunday, February 6

So Nice, Made Twice

When I went to the supermarket on Friday to replenish my supply of mineral water for the weekend, I discovered that there was a one-day sale on avocados and lemons. Yippee!!! I gathered a spectrum of (un)ripe haas and a mesh sack of eurekas.

Haas and Eurekas

Early this morning, before sunrise, I had a hankering. For what? Guacamole! Well, what did I do? I listened to the birdie within me, took a step back, and then conjured this recipe.

New Yum, New Yum: So Nice, Made Twice

  • NY-1: Flounder fillet, plantain (diced), olive oil/filtered water (simmer saute)
  • NY-2: Chicken Thigh fillet, plantain (diced), fried
  • Guacamole: avocado, sour cream, lemon juice

  • The Amazing Frying Corn Chips!  (Lotsa Mole)

  • Corn Tortillas (pie-cut slices): fried, sprinkled with a pestled sea salt/mole mixture
    [NOTE: NY-1 did not include the chips, or jalapenos.]
The idea to use plantain in this recipe came from a take-out meal from Thursday night. The plantain was voluminous enough to sate my early morning need for fulfillment. The chips (and the chicken) made for a dense breakfast; however, the density tampered the intensity of the guacamole.

New Yum Chicken
A fine dine, a sustenant start, and a reminder to return to a fantastical land.