Orgasmic food.

I know. I know. Orgasmic food? But I am telling you people, click on that photo and you will see one of the greatest meals of my life. A simple blend of seafood tossed with pasta and some veggies sauteed in oil, basil and salt. Of course it helped that the fish was fresh and local (pricey but worth it for a special meal). And the veggies too were of good quality, bought at Donald’s on Nanaimo (we had gone that way to shop for Daytons and purchase the seafood at the Wheelhouse). Starting with good ingredients at least gives you a fighting chance at having an enjoyable food experience.

It’s been awhile since I posted a recipe here, mostly because I’ve traveled too often to cook properly in the last year or so – but since I am home for the summer and have a lovely partner to plan and make meals with I have become re-inspired in the kitchen and so will share here the meal above (from Saturday) and it’s follow-up with leftovers on Sunday night. They are only casually linked, so you don’t have to make one to make the other. The risotto can be made with pretty much any veggies so long as they are still good to eat.

The Saturday night erotic dinner encounter

Ingredients:
8 Bay Scallops
8 Prawns
1/2 pound of cod (or another white, firm fish)
1 cup dry farfalle pasta cooked
Shallots (2)
Garlic (3 minced cloves)
Olive Oil
White wine for cooking
fresh basil (3 or 4 leaves)
fresh chives (a handful)
grated romano cheese (to top the dish)

Putting this together is really very simple. Make sure the fish is all cut to around the same size because it will be cooked together. Sautee the minced garlic and shallots in lots of olive oil, a little salt and throw in a little dried herb (oregano, basil, whatever you like). When the garlic and shallots are nicely cooked, splash a little white wine in the pan and let it evaporate before adding more oil, and the cut up fish/scallops/prawns. Splash the cooking fish with more wine, the juice of a whole lemon and a little salt before putting the lid on the sautee pan for a couple of minutes. There will be about an inch of liquid in the bottom of the pan at this point – all wine and oil. Don’t leave this too long or the fish will fall apart – it only takes about 5 minutes to cook the whole thing. When the cooking is done, squeeze another whole lemon on the top and add the cooked farfalle to the skillet (I use a heavy cast-iron frying pan for most things). Stir it up until everything is mixed well.

Using a slotted spon, dish onto two plates, top with sliced fresh basil, chives and about a half an ounce of grated romano per meal. You will note that this is mostly seafood and only a little pasta which is the way it should be. A very generous meal for two people, it could easily be for three with the addition of a little more pasta.

On the side we satueed a red pepper, 8 shitake mushrooms and 12 asparagus spears. This was a very simple procedure, the only thing I would note is making sure to sautee the veggies in order of how long they take to cook (the order I have listed them in above) or you will end up with hard peppers and mushy asparagus. Personally I like veggies on the firm side, so not too much cooking is required and can be done alongside the seafood. Again, for two people this is generous – but even though you will have a full plate of food, you won’t want to stop eating – it is as close to an erotic encounter as I have ever had sharing a meal with someone. (Apparently my oohing and aahing during dinner was a bit of a turn-on in combination with the decadence that was the food).

At the end of the meal I had some fish/wine stock left in the bottom of the pan which I didn’t want to waste so I put it in the fridge overnight (about a cup’s worth). There was also some leftover shitake, asparagus and grated romano. As Sunday is my regular grocery day, I took quick account in the morning of what was in there to aid my provisioning for the week and found a few sad veggies in the crisper in need of eating. From that combination and a few impromptu additions, I made a simple risotto-type dish over spinach which was a close second to the previous night’s feast:

Sunday night eating alone because Brian’s leaving for New York Risotto

Ingredients:
1 cup Arborio rice (uncooked)
4 (or more) cups of stock or water. In my case I used 1 cup of the fish stock from the night before and water.
olive oil
2 shallots
4 garlic cloves, diced
fresh basil leaves (4)
balsamic vinegar
1 red pepper, chopped
1 small orange pepper, chopped
6 shitake mushrooms, sliced
1/4 block extra firm tofu diced into small cubes
1 small tomato, diced
12 asparagus spears, chopped
spinach
romano cheese, shredded

Now I’m not sure if what I make can properly be called risotto because I’ve never learned how and I’m sure my dish would make a proper chef cringe. But whatever. It’s really yummy and I often make variants of it with whatever veggies I have at hand. If you have never made risotto you should probably know that it requires constant attention once you start cooking, so do all your prep at the outset and you won’t stress yourself out with stuff sticking to the bottom of the pan later.

Put some olive oil in a pot on medium-low heat and once warmed add the shallots and garlic. Stir that around until it’s nice and cooked, splashing a bit of balsamic vinegar in when things are looking a little dry. More oil, fresh basil, peppers and arborio rice go in now. Stir the dry rice around for a minute or two with the peppers to get it nice and toasty before adding the shitakes and then the first cup of stock (or water). Let that stock come to a boil and keep stirring while the thirsty rice sucks it up. Once your pot is getting low on liquid, add another cup of stock and keep stirring – and then repeat that with another cup, each time allowing the rice to absorb most of the liquid before adding more. At about the 3/4s cooked point (rice will still be a little crunchy) throw in the tofu and the tomato and stir some more. Add more water around now and keep stirring, making sure that the risotto isn’t sticking to the bottom (which it shouldn’t be if you have kept the heat medium-low throughout). Right at the end, add the asparagus and stir it in the hot rice and veggies until it is slightly softened.

Because I had left over spinach from an earlier dinner this week (spinach, grapefruit, red onion and avocado salad – thanks Brian!) I served my risotto over top of a cup of that and topped it with the grated romano cheese. This recipe easily feeds three or even four depending what else you serve it with – though I always think of risotto as a complete meal needing little else. In one pot you’ve got the starch, the protein and the veggies…. some fresh cut peppers on the side is always a nice touch though too.

But for the love of fabulous food I promise you will never be sorry if you make these meals with your loved one or friends. From start to finish Saturday’s dinner took 20 minutes to make, with Sunday’s weighing in at a hefty 40 minutes because it takes awhile to cook. Now I have leftovers for lunch tomorrow (and the next day) plus I get to start fresh with all new ingredients bought on the Drive this afternoon.

Beautiful new boots.

What is it about boots? I don’t covet any other footwear and never have. But shiny, black, tall, leather, brown, scuffed, parade, steel-capped, knee-high, sexy, utilitarian, macho, cutesy – boots in all their manifestations I lust after.

And yesterday I made two of the best boot purchases of my life. Daytons. The ones I could never afford but have wanted ever since I first saw them fifteen years ago in the showroom on Hastings Street. Oh yes.

My first pair of boots in my mid-teens was a cheap pair of Canadian military-issue parade boots. The kind that every nascent punk rocker wore because you could pick them up for 5 or 10 dollars a pair at the army surplus outfits. Easy to find in small sizes because they are used in the cadets by wanna-be military kids. Not particularly comfortable, you could shine them up all glossy – unlike the cheap drill boots that were easier to walk long distances in but always looked worn. For years I wore either drill or parade boots because they were accessible, cheap, and gave me the tough stompy-boot edge I was looking for in my brasher incarnation. What I really wanted was Doc Martens, but in the late 1980s there was no place to buy them in Victoria and besides that they were really expensive – $100 to $140 depending on how many “holes” they had (denoting the height of the boot).

They were, back then, the pinnacle of punk rock. Like the leather jacket and the multiply-pierced ear (or nose if you were daring) Docs were a symbol of toughness and quality. The Vibram sole in particular was the thing, you didn’t walk in those boots, you almost bounced. Or strutted might be a better way to describe the light-footed and cocky walk of the properly-decked out punk rocker. And they came in colours. Oxblood, green, blue, even pink – straight outta England to only a select few stores in the colonies. And they lasted forever.

At nineteen I acquired my first pair of these beauties – 14-hole oxbloods bought second hand from a friend for $40. The sole not quite so bouncy by the time I got them (they were probably five years old by then), I didn’t care. For they were a joy to lace up along my calves and comfortable to walk in. I realized later I was lucky to get a pair of these originals, for around the time I turned twenty Doc Marten construction had gone really downhill (likely due to outsourcing of the production), and both pairs of subsequent docs I owned (some shoes and 10-holes) were a disappointment in terms of quality and wear.

My next memorable boot purchase came in 1995 when I permanently moved to the big city. Flush with a student loan cheque I was determined to find myself a pair of tall, black and sexy in leather-form. And of course those had to be Fluevogs, because it was Vancouver after all. Disappoint they did not, as a back-to-school sale yielded a 22-hole pair of eyelet-laced black boots with a block heel and pointed toe. Paired with a short plaid skirt and a fitted black bustier, I went out to many a fetish party and club in my first months here – my cute but rowdy demeanor matching the outfit until I finally got tired of the act. The boots remained though and for the next three years I wore them every other day until a friend borrowed them and I let them go to her collection (she loved them and I was glad they went to a good home).

Since the late nineties I have not had much in the way of notable footwear. The last few years has seen the fashion resurgence of the tall, black, zippered boots which I have owned three pairs of (2 vinyl and 1 leather) all of which looked sexy as hell but none lasting more than two winter seasons. Serviceable for an outfit but not for daily wear. And last year I did purchase the best hiking boots of my life to which I wrote an ode here. Though as wondrous as they are, they have a single purpose and aren’t anything I could wear with any regularity.

During this fallow period of exciting footwear I have several times perused the Daytons store on Hastings Street and the website – knowing that while I was purchasing crap footwear the best boots ever were being cranked out of the factory only a few blocks from my home. But at three or four hundred dollars a pop, I couldn’t justify it. Yes, it is footwear that will last the rest of your life and is handmade in East Vancouver from the highest quality materials (hence the price) but really, the idea of shelling out that much at one time was too much for me to seriously contemplate.

Last week when Brian and I came back from Victoria we noticed green flyers announcing a sale at Daytons tacked up around the neighbourhood. Huh? Really? No way. Daytons rarely go on sale and even if they do have “boots for as low as $62” I’m sure I’d never find a pair in my size. I’m sure going up there will just be an exercise in futility and I’ll end up with a $400 set of footwear that I can’t justifiably afford right now. But I guess we should check it out. Yeah. Let’s just go see.

And yesterday, we did. While some of their regular boots were marked down to $100, the best deal by far was the $62 factory-seconds. That is, boots with a small flaw making them unfit for regular retail. For example – the black boots above (which retail for $320) are a size 5 but were built slightly smaller than the regular Daytons size 5. And the brown boots (which I bought for $99 but normally retail for $400) are missing some sort of inner-liner along the heel. The seconds generally come from the training of new employees who may turn out a few less-than-perfect pairs before getting the hang of boot-making as craft. Apparently these seconds really pile up in the factory warehouse and so as part of their birthday sale this year the company decided to sell them off at crazy-low prices. For $180 (including tax) I bought two pairs of boots that would normally have cost about $750. And although they are seconds, they still carry the lifetime guarantee which means that I can have them repaired, stretched or resoled at the Dayton’s factory in my neighbourhood when need be.

I could go on and on about my pleasure at this purchase. About how the boots are stiff and need to be broken in but I can tell already they will be my favourite footwear ever. And the price! Can you believe the price? But I won’t, because I’m sure you all know and you can see the photo above. By far the best quality I have ever owned, I am ridiculously excited for the inclement weather of fall so I can justify their wear. Oh yes. Beautiful new boots.

(And yes. The sale is on until next weekend.)

Tanned and smiling.

I never know how to begin when I’ve been away for a few days even though I should have a lot to say right now. But after five days in the sun – swimming, walking, eating summer food, visiting friends – staring at a screen is less than inspiring to my typing fingers. It’s the lunch hour gym routine instead of a nice long walk or a lake swim. Tonight is drinks on the Drive instead of a backyard BBQ. But I suppose that’s what makes the offtimes so sweet, is that the everyday moments are supplanted by their superior cousins. And it’s not as though my regular existence is some type of grueling torture in the first place!

But really, I am returning from my Vancouver Island trip and additional days off feeling mighty relaxed which I think is a combination effect from not having to go east for all of June, plus having some really amazing days at home and around the coast. Last weekend it was Saltspring and Victoria. This weekend it was Victoria again but with enough time to relax and walk and swim. And coming back Monday, Brian and I had a day and a half of the Drive, swimming in Trout Lake and sitting on the steps of my house drinking beer and watching the neighbourhood carry on. All simple stuff, friends, food, nature and warm weather – and I feel shiny new.

I’ve been back at the gym for the last month or so which is also adding to my general sense of well-being. I noticed over the weekend that my body seems to be a bit more toned and I definitely have more energy, am sleeping better, and feeling much more positive about myself than I was in May. I’ve been worried lately about arthritis and diabetes as future possibilities if I fail to keep healthy – because they run in the family, and are intrinsically linked to carry too much weight for too long. My mother is now suffering a lot of pain and having to take insulin – and I although I am thirty years younger, I know she is dealing with the cumulative effects of a lifetime of being overweight – something I hope to mitigate by taking the time for myself now. Sustaining healthy choices (whether those be food or exercise) is a tad more difficult when I am directly in the fray of travel and politics – so we’ll see what happens in the fall. On the plus side, Brian has been getting active with me (hiking, jogging, etc.) which is a first for me in the history of my partners. We encourage each other and with the weather being so incredible, we’ve been finding new things to explore.

In all things I feel pretty content at the moment. Something worth noting for its rarity, but also because realizing it helps to provide clues to getting here again in the future.

I’ll be back to writing regularly now that I’m home for a bit, I’ve got a post in the works for Viaduct as well that I hope will be ready this weekend. Happy Summer everyone!

More to come….

Just when I thought things would be calming down, work has been madness this week which has kept me away from blogging and focused on the stuff I get paid to do. Fortunately I have today “off” and just one short union gig at the airport which I’ll do on my way out of town to the island. Five days off work in a row! It just seems too good to be true right now.

Taking Brian to the folks, packing camera, guitar and bathing suit – with plans for lake swims and lots of relaxing. I promise more posting shortly!