I’m no Pioneer but I am a Woman

CousCousPhase2_21This is not a cooking blog. Never has been, never will be.

In fact, I would have been fine if I never had to post this recipe at all.  I emailed Pioneer Woman to give her the opportunity to snatch this baby up.  Twice.  But she didn’t write back so I’ll just have to do the damn job myself.  Because, people, this recipe needs to be shared!

(You should totally follow Pioneer Woman’s blog, or at least go there when you need a recipe.  She has fantastic recipes and a great way of sharing them.  Also, her books are fab and now she has a TV show too.  I’m sure she would have taken on this couscous recipe if she wasn’t so busy!)

This recipe might be my legacy to my daughters.  Well, this and chin-hair.   Both those things.

I learned it originally in a cooking class, and have only adapted it slightly.  (I use cilantro instead of mint because, in a grudge match, cilantro would kick mint’s ass.  I’m just sayin’.)

And given that I don’t know how to do a cooking blog post, you’ll just have to suffer through.  If you cry, let’s pretend it was because of the onions, OK?

Someday, I may share my guacamole recipe, or my pasta-con-broccoli (hold the broccoli) recipe.  Maybe.  But for now, I bring you couscous.

Enjoy.

Step one:  note how nice and tidy the kitchen is when we start.  That bag of onions there is just waiting for us to begin.  Other than that?  Clean.

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Enjoy that for a second.  Take a deep breath, in through the nose, out through the mouth.  Ahhhhh….

OK, let’s get started, shall we?  We first get out all our veggies because we’re going to prep them before grilling.  So… asparagus, check.  Zucchini, check.  Portabello mushrooms, check.  Bell peppers, check.  Onions, check.  Salt, pepper, and olive oil.  Check, check, check.  And off we go…

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First, if anything has those little produce stickers on, take those off when you wash your veggies.  Oh, and heck – just stick them right on the edge of the kitchen sink and it will be just like the kids were right there with you.

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The stickers on the sink will help prepare for apple season if you have children.

Next, take your mushrooms and peppers and drizzle a little olive oil on and add salt and pepper.  I use the grinders just because I like a challenge, and trying to grind salt and pepper right after you’ve used olive oil is very challenging.

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Next, we’re going to slice our zucchini and prep our asparagus.  I keep calling it ‘ours’ as if you guys get any of it.  Ha.  You don’t.

Now, I like the zucchini sliced kind of thick – makes it easier to grill.  But you do it how you want, OK?

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Then the onions.  Oh, the onions.  They are one of my favorite parts of the recipe to eat, but they do give me such a hard time.  If I am going to slice a fingertip off, it will be during this phase of the operation.  When I manage not to slice a finger open, my husband says that the couscous doesn’t taste the same without a little blood in there.

Not only will I cry for the joy of onions, but the tears are also for the danger and stress.

In fact, it’s so dangerous that I had my daughter handle the photography for this part.  First the onion-slicing feat.

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And then a glimpse of the tears.  I wasn’t going to tell you this, but I totally photo-shopped out the dark circles under my eyes as best I could  It’s been a sucktastic week and no, I don’t want to talk about it.  (Except I totally do, just not here.)  Anyway, what’s the point of photo-shopping out dark circles if you’re just going to confess to them later, right?

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Ta-da!  Now all your veggies are lightly coated in olive oil and have had a liberal dusting of sea salt and pepper.

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Let’s head outside…

I have to speed this up or else I’ll be here all night.  So we’re going to grill the veggies, right?  You want to grill them to your liking.  For example, the asparagus can’t be on there too long ’cause it will get all bendy and chewy – you want it crisp still.  The zucchini is perfect when it’s bendy and has lovely grill marks on it.  The peppers should stay on the hottest part of the grill until they are basically burned all over on the outside.  We’re going to peel off that burned skin and use the tender stuff underneath.  Mushrooms – you don’t want these to burn!  I usually do them up on the top rack with foil so they don’t dry out.

And my lovely onions… grill them slow but get them done well – nice and tender and some brown and black parts in there are just perfect.  So, without further delay, photos of grilling vegetables:

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Peppers stay on until they’re pretty much burned all around.  They have to be burned enough that the outside skin will peel off easily after they’re cooled.  I turn the grill down a little for the onions – they do better slow-and-steady.

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Until they look like this. OK, maybe another 5 or 10 minutes.

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Now, bring it all back inside.  And did you wash that cutting board?  Well, if you didn’t, do that now.

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Now all the veggies get chopped chopped chopped.

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And the peppers get peeled before they get chopped – the burned skin comes off and the seeds get cleaned out. Leave some little burned bits on, though. They add flavor.

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A big-ass bowl of chopped veggies. DO YOU FEEL HEALTHIER THAN A MINUTE AGO??

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Let’s start on the couscous.  It’s 1 and 1/4th cup of water for each cup of couscous.  I make 4 cups of couscous, so that is 5 cups of water.  Get your water boiling and measure out your couscous.

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This isn’t just plain couscous.  It’s called either pearl couscous or Israeli couscous.  It’s a bigger grain/size/whatever.  Don’t ask me.  It’s just better, I’m telling you.  This is whole wheat.  I prefer the stuff made entirely of hydrogenated high fructose corn syrup, but I guess whole wheat is better.  What I’m saying is that if Wonder Bread made couscous, I’d love theirs even if I knew it wasn’t good for me.

So once the water is boiling, add your dry couscous and turn it down to low.  Put a lid on it.  It’s meant to cook for 8-11 minutes.  I’ve found with whole wheat that it’s pretty much the 11 minutes.  You want to start checking on it sooner, though.  It’s like rice – if you overcook it, it’s all lumpy and gross.  You want the water to absorb, but you don’t want it to dry and clump.

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Let’s say that you turn off the heat at 11 minutes.  Let it sit a minute, but not too much longer.  You want to add some olive oil in here to keep it from getting sticky.  I usually add the olive oil from the bottom of the pans I used for the asparagus and zucchini.  Just pour it in there and stir until your couscous is coated.

Now add the veggies. Maybe a little more olive oil.  Possibly a little salt. Make it work for you.

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But we’re not done!  OH NO!  There is more delicious goodness to go in here.

If you’re me, this is the point that you run to the store because your personal shopper didn’t remember to get cilantro or mozzarella cheese.  So, let’s run to the store now, shall we?

For a big-ass batch, I get two lobes of mozzarella and a bunch of cilantro.

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Chop up your cilantro - I usually use a full bundle. But I'm crazy like that.

Add in the cheese and cilantro and voila’!

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I told you I make a lot, didn’t I?

And now I’ll get all food-photo-artsy-fartsy on you. How delicious does that look?

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I’ll keep some out for dinner, but the rest goes into individual serving containers.

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Now we have lunch servings and quick dinners or dinner-sides for a week or more!

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So that’s it, people.  That’s my specialty recipe.  I’ve made it for other occasions, but mostly I just make it for me, for us, for home and lunches and dinners and midnight snacks.

There you have it – veggie couscous is my legacy.  Well, that and chin-hair.

Now go do the dishes…

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By |August 29th, 2012|Indiscriminate Drivel|Comments Off on I’m no Pioneer but I am a Woman

Lefty Lucy

Some people ponder the great mysteries of the universe; the existence of a supreme being, the reason for life, the lyrics to that La Bamba song.  Me?  I’m not quite so lofty in my ponderings and tend more toward the weird and the mundane.

Most recently, I have mused over left-handed scissors.  Why are scissors for lefties different?  I mean, I am a lefty so I feel like I should know.  I struggled with regular scissors for years as a child and eventually mastered the art of right-handed scissors, but I’ve never understood the difference between them.  I mean, it’s two blades screwed together with holes for your fingers – why should left be different than right?  Do we have a left-handed fork?  A left-handed toothbrush?

I realized that the power of the Internet was at my fingertips.  Well, not right at that moment, because I was driving home from work.  But I knew that I could probably find the answer in a quick Google search once I got home.

Years ago, people would have probably had to go exploring caves to see if such answers were pictorially depicted on the cave walls.  That doesn’t seem very efficient, so I’m glad to have Google and the interwebz.  Still, sometimes searching for an answer on the ‘net, even in modern times, can leave you confused and scratching your head with your left hand, probably.

What would I find when I searched for answers regarding left-handed scissors?  I could only imagine…

chickfilaChick-fil-A released a statement today that left-handed scissors were not in keeping with their beliefs.  They have contributed millions to causes supporting actions to embed right-handed scissors into the constitution.  While their company practices do not prohibit the hiring of those who use left-handed scissors, such individuals are required to refrain from all use of scissors at work and would be included in group meetings where incantations about the sacredness of right-handedness were recited aloud.

In other news, lefties everywhere have voiced a renewed commitment to beef.

 

RushlimbaughshowlogoRush Limbaugh is not known for mincing words, and has come out vocally against left-handed scissoring.  It is his belief that using scissors with the right hand is the right way – the American way.  In his view, the lefties have poisoned the sanctity of this country and its politics with their need to have the world cater to their special, non-mainstream ways.  First it’s left-handed scissors and then what?  Left-handed golf clubs and next thing the damn lefties will be demanding left-handed food stamps and free carpel-tunnel surgeries for the left-handed of the country!  This country was founded on good and proper right-handedness and it’s time for the people to take a stand!

Rush has also come out vehemently against childproof caps on prescription pill bottles.

 

Wikipedia-logoWikipedia hosts a 178 page summary of the history of left-handedness and its effect on the ability for use of scissors.  The article links to related articles on various types of scissors, ambidextrousness, US patents for scissors, various uses for scissors, ergonomics, and manufacture information.  Additionally, you can read about scissors in history, art, literature, music, film, sports, nature, and superstition.

Also included is an exciting gallery of images of scissors and links to related instruments such as hemostats, pliers, and nippers.

The 178 page articles is made up, primarily, of 176 pages of citations to other riveting sources about scissors.

Wikepedia does not express a moral position on left-handedness, but there is a new Wiki project under consideration and a beta of a new site called Opinapedia.

 

webmdWebMD helps people to find the causes and/or risks of using a scissors with the left hand.  Simply plugging in terms related to left-handed scissoring produces the following comprehensive report:

Some people have had changes in behavior, hostility, agitation, depressed mood, suicidal thoughts or actions while using left-handed scissors. Some people had these symptoms immediately, and others developed them after several weeks of use or even following the cessation of cutting with their left hands. If you, your family, or caregiver notice agitation, hostility, depression, or changes in behavior, thinking, or mood that are not typical for you, or you develop suicidal thoughts or actions, anxiety, panic, aggression, anger, mania, abnormal sensations, hallucinations, paranoia, or confusion, stop cutting with left-handed scissors and call your doctor right away. Also tell your doctor about any history of depression or other mental health problems before using scissors with your left hand, as these symptoms may worsen with use of left handed scissors.

Some people can have serious skin reactions while attempting to use left-handed scissors, some of which can become life-threatening. These can include rash, swelling, redness, and peeling of the skin.

Left-handed scissors may cause such common side effects as unstoppable diarrhea, the dry heaves, shingles and scurvy, temporary or permanent blindness and convulsions leading to a coma. Rarely, with prolonged use, other side effects may occur such as limited bladder control, loss of feeling at the extremities and festering boils.

Do not use left-handed scissors while taking Combivir or Trizivir. Amphotericin B, Aptivus, Benemid, Biaxin, dapsone, Depakote, doxorubicin, flucytosine, ganciclovir, hydroxyurea, interferon-alpha, Kaletra, methadone, pentamidine, phenytoin (Dilantin and others), ribavirin, rifampin, sulfadiazine, Valcyte, and Zerit.

Do not use left-handed scissors if you are pregnant or nursing. If you suspect that you could be pregnant, contact your doctor immediately. It is unknown if cutting left-handed affects breast milk.

Left-handed scissoring has low statistical associations with the following:  cancer, epilepsy, diabetes, leprosy, rickets, elephantiasis, syphilis, and pink-eye.

Use left-handed scissors at your own risk.

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Man, what a downer WebMD is.  I’m never going there again.  Besides, I’m tired of being diagnosed with testicular cancer.

From now on, I’ll stick with LOLCats.

We won’t truly be happy until we solve this pants problem.

Seems like the lives we see reflected via social media come in two flavors:  the shiny-happy-flavor or the woe-is-me-flavor.

When you know an online persona for a long time, you may see some movement between those two.  Perhaps a person is mostly shiny-happy but occasionally goes all woe-is-me.

And, well, who doesn’t, right?

Facebook is notoriously criticized for these things.  Shiny-happy people post “Look!  Look at my child!  He’s the smartest ever!  Look at the smile!  Look at his messy face!  Look at the poo-poo he made in his diaper!  I love my husband!  We are so !#@$ing cute someone ought to follow us around with cameras!  I cook every meal from scratch, and grow all my own vegetables, and we only eat organic!  I weave my own fabric and sew my own clothes!  I saved a meelion dollars with coupons last month!  My house is never messy!  My kid hasn’t even started school yet and he’s already on the honor roll!”

We hate those people, don’t we?  Don’t we??

But the other side isn’t much fun either.  Woe-is-me people post “Life sucks.  My job sucks.  People  suck.  People who think they’re so special suck.  People who don’t realize I’m special suck.  Why do all the good things only happen to other people?  None of my lottery tickets every hit the jackpot.  Nobody loves me.  Nothing ever goes my way.  Feel sorry for me.  Wah.”

We don’t care for those people overly much, either.

In reality, we all have more depth of dimension than we show online.  (Please tell me we do!)  I think sometimes the happy-shiny-people are trying to convince themselves of their happiness as much as they’re selling it to the rest of us.  Most of us are trying to keep it real without giving too much of ourselves away, without going somewhere we cannot come back from, without jeopardizing the privacy of our loved ones, without laying bare our own tender spots for all to see.

I share quite a bit of what is personal, and yet I guard the parts that need guarding.  Not because I’m trying to pretend to be someone I’m not, but because certain aspects of my life just aren’t up for public scrutiny.  I do well enough scrutinizing those myself at 3AM when I should be sleeping, thankyouverymuch.

My blog is my happy spot – a place where I can leave all that other garbage behind.

I have given this a lot of thought, especially since I came out fully.  I recognize that my family and friends, people they know, people who work with me, people who I ask to prescribe me medications, my kids’ teachers, people I may someday want to hire me, and people who audit my taxes can read all that I say.  That keeps me honest, but more importantly, it keeps me careful.

I’m not trying to be anyone other than who I am, but I’m not going to write a 1,000 word essay on everything I hate about my husband or share the specifics of my crappy day week month at work.  I can’t.  You wouldn’t respect that, and I would likely regret it.  People would get hurt and I never want my writing to be the cause of pain to anyone.

No deceit is intended.  I don’t aim to portray life differently than it really is, but remember, we all put our public faces on when we go out and face the world.  Blogs are no different.  If you want the down and dirty, let’s meet at the bar.  I’ll lay it out there until you beg me to stop.

Me?  I’m a mostly-happy and very fortunate person.  I try to keep a good perspective and succeed at it most of the time.  There are things I’d change if I had a magic wand, sure.  There are days that my laserbeam-heat-vision melts anyone unfortunate enough to get in its way.  There are days where it’s all falling apart around me.

Maybe even today is one of those days.

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When I come here, it’s not to cry on your shoulder or to flaunt a shiny false veneer.  It’s so we can laugh at life in spite of the hard parts.

This morning, I was running late, scrambling to get my gym bag packed and leave for work.  I was grumbling and tearing open dresser drawers looking for some damn workout pants.  HOW CAN I NOT HAVE ANY CLEAN YOGA PANTS?  I must have 6 pairs!  I hate this house, I hate that laundry is always behind.   I hate that I can never find anything. I hate that I have to go to the gym.  I hate everything that’s going on at work.  HATEHATEHATEHATEHATE.

Why is everything so difficult?  I just want to run away. 

And then….

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I’m not opposed to a pantless society, mind you.  I just don’t want to go first.

 

 

 

 

By |August 27th, 2012|Cartoon Drivel, Indiscriminate Drivel|Comments Off on We won’t truly be happy until we solve this pants problem.