September 1, 2011

Funny


Just saw this Roz Chast cartoon in the middle of a very good article on Derek Parfit.  I think it's really funny, even though my limited experience with contractors has been smooth sailing and I've never heard one of those excuses.  Isn't it a bit strange that one can sincerely laugh at jokes whose humor is based on other people's experiences, or even on stereotypes?

August 27, 2011

PDE

We were in the subway station at 8th Ave. and 14th St., heading north on the blue line.  There were a bunch of bronze sculptures around, many of which reminded me of the Monopoly guy.










Nice, I guess.  Not great art, but I appreciate the effort to make the drab, dirty subway stations a little more interesting.  WAIT.  Isn't she straddling him?  Isn't she totally straddling him while reading a book?



Yes, she IS!  I wonder what book she's reading to him.  Naturally, let's take a closer look.




Oh my, Mr. Monopoly!  Your erection is showing!




Yes, it is definitely, undoubtedly showing.  That's a PDE, my dear.  And right in the middle of the station!  However did it get by the authorities?  I love it.

Unrelated, but very cute:


August 25, 2011

Almond plum cake



 
It's raining peaches and nectarines and plums these days.  Having a few of the latter on hand, and some ground almonds, I decided to make a little afternoon cake.  Delicious: moist, fruity, fragrant, tender.  I highly recommend.  And it dirties only one bowl and one pan, because who wants to make elaborate things and clean up lots of stuff in August?  Yeah, me too.

I've made this twice, with all kinds of plums.  For the version in the photos, I used some large halved plums (visible), some small halved plums (swallowed up by the batter), and some slices of large plums (also swallowed up by the batter).  Anything will work; if the fruit gets engulfed by the batter, it just forms a juicy, colorful surprise in the middle of the cake.  Other kinds of fruit would probably work too, although there's something really nice about the way plums retain their tartness even when they become incredibly sweet.  The plums don't need to be fully ripe.




Almond plum cake  (loosely adapted from this recipe)

1/2 cup almond flour (I used Trader Joe's)
1/2 cup all-purpose flour
1 tsp. baking powder
pinch of salt
4 tbsp. butter, at room temperature
3/4 cup granulated sugar (I used evaporated cane juice*)
2 large humane eggs**
1/2 tsp. almond extract
plums, of any kind, neither rock hard nor overly soft

Preheat the oven to 350º with a rack in the middle.  In a medium bowl, beat the butter with the sugar until fluffy, a few minutes.  It will still look quite granulated.  Add the eggs one at a time and beat well, then add the extract (you can use vanilla if you don't have almond extract, or just leave it out entirely).

Into the bowl, sift the dry ingredients.  I do this by setting a strainer over the bowl, adding the flours, baking powder, and salt to the strainer, tapping it to sift everything into the bowl, and dumping the last few larger bits into the bowl as well (those pieces of almond are just fine—the point is to mix and fluff, not to separate out the coarser pieces).  Beat or stir until just combined.

Pour batter into an 8" pan.  (You don't need to grease it, but I would put parchment on the bottom unless it's non-stick.)  Arrange the plums on top, any way you like, and bake until the top is lightly golden brown all over and a toothpick comes out clean (but don't stick it through a juicy plum!).  Depending on your oven and your pan, this will probably take between 30 and 50 minutes.

Serve with something creamy, if you like—whipped cream, ice cream, or crème fraîche—or just gobble it up by itself.  And save a piece for breakfast.


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* No healthier, just larger crystals.  If you're using granulated sugar or superfine sugar, I'd use about 1 tbsp. less than 3/4 cup.

* I'm making an effort to buy only pasture-raised eggs, where the hens actually run around and eat grass and bugs all day.  I buy from Vital Farms, which are available at Whole Foods all over.  I encourage you to do the same.  Some local farms are just as good; many are not.  Most of the organic eggs on store shelves are not.

August 24, 2011

Low, "Point of Disgust"

I heard this song today, and had to share it.



The harmonies are eerily beautiful!  I like the simplicity of the video, too.

August 23, 2011

20 best 20

It's been waayyy too long since my last post, and I have several good ones to come (they've been backing up as I've avoided them), but for now just a quick note about a giveaway on a site called 20 Best Twenty (which features independent designers' work).

There will be two giveaways, for the blue wood petal necklace and the filligree earrings.  Click here for the first one!



Enjoy!

July 8, 2011

Sorrel and spinach, lightly creamed, not eaten

I have conflicted feelings about farm-fresh organic produce.  It's delicious, but so darn free of pesticides.

Tonight I made a lovely dish of greens, and was looking forward not only to eating it but to blogging about it, because I've never cooked with sorrel before and it's a tart, lemony, herby, welcome surprise. I sautéed a shallot and a few cloves of garlic in some butter, then added the chopped spinach and sorrel, and then added a touch of cream and a bit more butter to make it delicious but not too heavy. Wonderful.

But you see, there was un escargot dans l'oseille. I saw it as I was cleaning it, and set it aside as I might set aside a fly in lettuce, declining to use the leaves directly surrounding it.  But as I was preparing the spaghetti, the snail came out of its shell and began to move.  And it slid all over a leaf, glistening with slime in the bright kitchen light.  And my stomach turned.

I had rinsed the sorrel, one leaf at a time.  But six days in the fridge with a slimy little snail oozing all over it?  I just couldn't do it.  And since A. didn't protest, I think he had also lost his appetite.  I threw it out, and deposited the snail in the flower bed outside the building.

So no photo, no recipe, no tasting notes.  :(  Next time!