This is going to sound ridiculous – but I’m kind of wrecked today from the long weekend of activities – and not of the partying sort. I had the weirdest night of non-sleep and sweats and aches, and now I’m home from work feeling groggy and strange. I chalk this up to overwork because I don’t think I have an actual illness (I have flu symptoms but it doesn’t actually feel like *the* flu) – which would square up with the fact that we spent the weekend at work on the house and suite, plus hosted friends on Sunday night for a BBQ that required much kitchen-time. While it was awesome to get so much done (it’s a little inconceivable to me that we managed to do most of our chores) , I am noting for future reference that my body is not an unstoppable machine – and I actually pay the price for hard work if I don’t rest properly.
In any case — wrecked — and I still have one more run of the steam-cleaner to do on the suite downstairs before I return that beastly machine to Safeway. I have a longer post to share about food later today when I am done my dreadful tasks and can lie on the couch for the afternoon, resting my sorry ass. Gah.
Ridiculously long title, I know – but somehow there is no other way to ensure you are going to try these beans without telling you upfront that there is something really special about them: ie: double-bacon. This recipe is the result of a happy accident in following this recipe as well as the addition of whiskey, as well as an amended cooking time to ensure that the beans were actually the right consistency (the recipe I just linked to will only result in soupy, thin beans I’m afraid, I don’t know what they were thinking on the cooking time). And yes, I used a stock photo of baked beans (probably those canned Heinz beans) even though mine are far superior – because there was just no way for me to attractively photograph the beans I made last night.
Ingredients:
I am a little embarrased to admit that more than a year ago, my co-worker “leant” me a pressure cooker which has remained under my desk all this time – manual, weight, and all. Now, my co-worker has downsized and since she hasn’t asked for it back (it’s one of those loan until I need it kindof things), I think this summer it is time to bring that sucker home. Because this is going to be my year of pressure-canning! At least, I hope it is.
See, I’ve been canning for about fifteen years – not long after moving to Vancouver I decided to make jam for gifts even though I didn’t have a very large pot, or any canning implements. For a few summers, that’s basically what I did – a little jam, perhaps some Chinese plum sauce (we had a plum tree in my first Vancouver house), and that was all. But increasingly, the canning bug grew and since meeting Brian (an earnest partner in food storage it turns out) I (we) process up to 300 pounds of fruit and veggies in the summer. We do a little at a time throughout the season (I will be doing rhubarb next week most likely), but late in August we take a few days off work and we really go at it all day and all night until it’s done.
As much as I get cranky about it mid-process (by day three usually I am asking why? why? would I bother to do this much work when a supermarket with canned goods exists just down the way) – I am positively in love with the larder that is always offering up what I need during the fall, winter and spring. Pickled beets, salsas, pie filling, jam, chutneys, stewed tomatoes, tomato sauce – we use it all, and give lots away too (canned goods make a great hostess gift!). I could go on and on at how glad I am that this is a part of our practice.
But up until now, it’s been all boiling water canning – a method that requires no special gear, but also requires that everything be acidic in order to kill off any possibility of botulism. Fruit-bases are fine, but anything like vegetables, meats or legumes must be brined in order to be safe….. or…… Pressure canned!
I think this summer I am ready to go to the next level. Dried beans could be canned and ready for eating, fresh salmon can be chunked up and processed in its own oil, stews and soups can be cooked in the pressure-canner, ready to be heated and served. And what is the point exactly? Choosing one’s own ingredients, steering far clear of the food production industry, and keeping the chemical flavourings and colourings out of our food. Not to mention that it’s a lot cheaper than shelf-ready food – and it tastes more like you think it ought to.
So I’m on the lookout for anyone’s favourite pressure canning recipes – as I plan to make small batches of a number of things in hopes that I learn what I like and don’t like this year. I know from years of boiling water canning that sometimes you *do* throw out batches of things because they didn’t work, or for some other reason…. which I’m sure will be the case with learning to pressure can. So let me know if this is something you do and you have something to share!
I’ve been working on my first freelance contract this week – a proposal-writing gig for a friend of mine in the US who runs a networking and IT-support company specializing in service to non-profits. Lucky me! I have a good friend who already trusts my ability to communicate, and both his regular proposal-writers were too busy to take the gig.
I agreed to give it a whirl even though I thought I had no idea what to do. I mean, write – yes. I can write. But the work is technical writing in a field I’m only partly familiar with, in a business environment totally different from my regular job. And on top of that? My friend has never submitted a proposal of this sort to a client, so he didn’t have much to show me by way of past work.
Now, I was hoping that freelancing would bring me newsletter articles, web copy, a bit of blogging for some local business – but instead I got some *hard* writing work right out of the gate – which has turned out to be the best thing for me. The proposal isn’t finished quite yet – tonight I’ve probably got a couple hours of wrestling with it to get it polished for the company client tomorrow morning – but I’m already declaring this first experience a success. My friend’s offer of work not only got me researching and writing in a new field – but because his proposal is for a service-bid, it stoked the competitive me which helped put more energy into the work. And after years in the same government job, it’s good to be reminded that 1) I have skills and 2) they are not so limited as my bosses (these days) would have me believe. Confidence-boosting for sure!
I just did something I never do…… A crime against story-telling, really. But when the book is 920 pages longand there’s a plot summary online – is it really so bad to forgo the last hundred pages in lieu of slogging through the book?
I think the main problem with 1Q84 – the latest release by Haruki Murakami – is that it was originally published as three novels in Japan. For what I’m assuming were marketing and audience reasons, the English-version was released as one giant book – which makes for an uneven arc, and a lot of story repetition in each section. It’s the kind of thing that makes you wish you could have read the books in context – because the alternative world that Murakami creates – rife with magical beings, malevolent cable-service fee collectors, cult-leader prophets, and feminist murders – has lots to offer. But as a single – superlong – novel, it drags.
This Globe and Mail review sums it up best:
Whatever else about 1Q84, it is maximalist Murakami. With its animal allegories and echoes of folk legends, the references to everything from Alice in Wonderland to the Gnostic thinking of Carl Jung, the novel offers the most complete précis of its author’s lifelong preoccupations and eccentricities. For fans, the more is the merrier; for newcomers, the book may be a few oddities, and a couple of hundred pages, beyond the patience threshold.
Though even as a fan, my patience was sorely tested, to the degree that I’ve sought out the spoiler and can now move onto other things. This was obviously a new attempt for Murakami – at more than double the length of anything he’s previously published – and I find myself hoping that for his next work he will return to more condensed surrealism. A world created within 300 pages is frankly a far greater accomplishment than one which takes 920 to explain.