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Making borscht for Impus Major today, and I'm convinced that the requirement to shred all the root vegetables was invented just to give the cooks something to do during those long, cold winter days. Pretty sure dicing would work just as well...
EDIT: Fortunately, I have a pre-ensh*ttification Cuisinart so the shredding is pretty darned quick.
Some of us just ... like knives, ok? ;)
But even so, borscht is a nuisance. I'm trying to plan ahead for an occasion in the next few weeks to motivate me, because it's a production and a half, as you're clearly all too aware.
I made "lazy varenyky" yesterday to use up some ingredients in the fridge yesterday, but, again, I'll have to make the real deal soon when I can find the energy.
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Making borscht for Impus Major today, and I'm convinced that the requirement to shred all the root vegetables was invented just to give the cooks something to do during those long, cold winter days. Pretty sure dicing would work just as well...
EDIT: Fortunately, I have a pre-ensh*ttification Cuisinart so the shredding is pretty darned quick.
Some of us just ... like knives, ok? ;)
But even so, borscht is a nuisance. I'm trying to plan ahead for an occasion in the next few weeks to motivate me, because it's a production and a half, as you're clearly all too aware.
I made "lazy varenyky" yesterday to use up some ingredients in the fridge yesterday, but, again, I'll have to make the real deal soon when I can find the energy.
What amuses me the most is that this is supposedly a "traditional" Ukrainian recipe from the late 1800s, and it all sounds perfectly legit: crumble a sausage, shred 3 beets, shred 3 carrots, shred half a head of cabbage, dice some potatoes and onions...
...all solid winter root vegetables or larder items that you'd expect to find in any Slavic peasant's winter store......then...
..."Dice 1 cup of fresh tomatoes."
Nope. You have broken immersion. -10 points.
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Making borscht for Impus Major today, and I'm convinced that the requirement to shred all the root vegetables was invented just to give the cooks something to do during those long, cold winter days. Pretty sure dicing would work just as well...
EDIT: Fortunately, I have a pre-ensh*ttification Cuisinart so the shredding is pretty darned quick.
Some of us just ... like knives, ok? ;)
But even so, borscht is a nuisance. I'm trying to plan ahead for an occasion in the next few weeks to motivate me, because it's a production and a half, as you're clearly all too aware.
I made "lazy varenyky" yesterday to use up some ingredients in the fridge yesterday, but, again, I'll have to make the real deal soon when I can find the energy.
What amuses me the most is that this is supposedly a "traditional" Ukrainian recipe from the late 1800s, and it all sounds perfectly legit: crumble a sausage, shred 3 beets, shred 3 carrots, shred half a head of cabbage, dice some potatoes and onions...
...all solid winter root vegetables or larder items that you'd expect to find in any Slavic peasant's winter store...
...then...
..."Dice 1 cup of fresh tomatoes."Nope. You have broken immersion. -10 points.
Apparently tomatoes were slowly becoming popular in Poland and Ukraine during later parts of 19th century, so if the recipe is from late 1800s, then it is possible, though of course more likely it was a recipe for gentry/middle class than peasants. Coincidentally gentry and bourgeoise were more likely to be writing cookbooks than actual peasants...
"Winter" recipe more likely would be using tomato paste than fresh tomatoes, of course, but it is another matter.
Making borscht for Impus Major today, and I'm convinced that the requirement to shred all the root vegetables was invented just to give the cooks something to do during those long, cold winter days. Pretty sure dicing would work just as well...
EDIT: Fortunately, I have a pre-ensh*ttification Cuisinart so the shredding is pretty darned quick.
Some of us just ... like knives, ok? ;)
But even so, borscht is a nuisance. I'm trying to plan ahead for an occasion in the next few weeks to motivate me, because it's a production and a half, as you're clearly all too aware.
I made "lazy varenyky" yesterday to use up some ingredients in the fridge yesterday, but, again, I'll have to make the real deal soon when I can find the energy.
What amuses me the most is that this is supposedly a "traditional" Ukrainian recipe from the late 1800s, and it all sounds perfectly legit: crumble a sausage, shred 3 beets, shred 3 carrots, shred half a head of cabbage, dice some potatoes and onions...
...all solid winter root vegetables or larder items that you'd expect to find in any Slavic peasant's winter store...
...then...
..."Dice 1 cup of fresh tomatoes."Nope. You have broken immersion. -10 points.
Apparently tomatoes were slowly becoming popular in Poland and Ukraine during later parts of 19th century, so if the recipe is from late 1800s, then it is possible, though of course more likely it was a recipe for gentry/middle class than peasants. Coincidentally gentry and bourgeoise were more likely to be writing cookbooks than actual peasants...
"Winter" recipe more likely would be using tomato paste than fresh tomatoes, of course, but it is another matter.
I have learned something new today! And yes, this one uses both tomatoes and tomato paste.
And now I have found a Polish cookbook from 1871 (first edition was 1860) that contains two kinds of tomato soup (now very popular in Poland), and at least one other dish with tomatoes in name (not counting any dishes that might contain tomatoes but not list them in the name of the dish.
It's something that would be directed at townsfolk and gentry, mainly, but still.
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The recipe for "Italian pasta a la Neapolitan" explicitly calls for breaking the pasta in half...
The first edition of this cookbook predates existence of Italy (as a state)... Checkmate Italians!
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What amuses me the most is that this is supposedly a "traditional" Ukrainian recipe from the late 1800s, and it all sounds perfectly legit: crumble a sausage, shred 3 beets, shred 3 carrots, shred half a head of cabbage, dice some potatoes and onions...
...all solid winter root vegetables or larder items that you'd expect to find in any Slavic peasant's winter store...
...then...
..."Dice 1 cup of fresh tomatoes."Nope. You have broken immersion. -10 points.
Apparently tomatoes were slowly becoming popular in Poland and Ukraine during later parts of 19th century, so if the recipe is from late 1800s, then it is possible, though of course more likely it was a recipe for gentry/middle class than peasants. Coincidentally gentry and bourgeoise were more likely to be writing cookbooks than actual peasants...
"Winter" recipe more likely would be using tomato paste than fresh tomatoes, of course, but it is another matter.
My family's recipe calls only for juice, not fresh tomatoes. Though "recipe" is being generous - in practice, it was a kludge from three separate ones until I insisted on finally sitting down and writing out how we actually do it instead of scrambling around the kitchen at the last minute after remembering, "Oh, right, but Baba would always add..."
My dad's side of the family has been urban for at least as long as it's been on this side of the Atlantic, but my mum's has roots homesteading in Saskatchewan, so we have some peasant cred there. The most personal layer of our recipe - that doesn't come straight out of a cookbook that we know of - does start with, "Take a bucket of beets," at least, and other quantities are similarly generous and approximate.
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We're having a "cold snap" tonight (upper 30s overnight, 50s tomorrow).
I was too lazy for either barszcz or gołabki, so I made gołabki soup. Basically just all the ingredients chopped up and simmered in bone broth.
But I baked a loaf of homemade rye bread to go with it, because bread is easy.
Valeros calls it "goat monkey soup".
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My family's recipe calls only for juice, not fresh tomatoes. Though "recipe" is being generous - in practice, it was a kludge from three separate ones until I insisted on finally sitting down and writing out how we actually do it instead of scrambling around the kitchen at the last minute after remembering, "Oh, right, but Baba would always add..."
My dad's side of the family has been urban for at least as long as it's been on this side of the Atlantic, but my mum's has roots homesteading in Saskatchewan, so we have some peasant cred there. The most personal layer of our recipe - that doesn't come straight out of a cookbook that we know of - does start with, "Take a bucket of beets," at least, and other quantities are similarly generous and approximate.
What's interesting/depressing to me is that my family on my mother's side lost almost everything in the Great Depression; my maternal grandparents had to legally adopt my mother's two cousins because their families couldn't afford to feed them, and my grandparents owned a small walnut farm in Southern California (10 acres, I think?), which was enough to feed the five of them. And yet the women in the family (grandmother and mother) were so fiercely independent that nothing remotely resembling "cooking" happened on that side of the family. Boil or steam some vegetables. Plain. Put some meat in the oven. Plain. Serve it. Done.
As I like to tell people, I learned to cook when I was 12 in self-defense.
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Ooof, I get that. My maternal grandmother was born just before the Depression, and the family very definitely never talked about what that was like and the effect it had on her. Almost certainly a factor in a very complicated relationship with food.
I am - certainly culinarily - a barbarian with simple tastes, though, so very plain stuff sounds fine by me. (And industrial tomato ketchup is the Queen of Sauces, no matter what the snobs say. :p )
That said, I do like the idea of cooking, and spices are tons of fun to play with (curries are great!), though indulgent baking is more my thing when I feel like putting any effort in.
Here's the immortal Alkman for any other barbarians in the thread, in Burton Raffel's loose translation:
"And a huge cauldron, hot
With your dinner, soon.
But still cold, until that thick winter soup
For gluttonous Alkman
Comes boiling up.
No fancy slop for Alkman, no.
Like ordinary people he likes real food."
;)
Extra points for the irony that he's most famous (today?) for lovely, intricate poetry written for choruses of young women, back when Sparta was still cool - before they turned into the militaristic dystopia fetishized by generations of real weirdos. :(
Also, did you go to Halloween dressed as your bigger brother?
Should have seen big bro trying to find a wig to go as little sis.
Just wound up dunking a kelp bed into an oil spill and voila.
...I get that. My maternal grandmother was born just before the Depression...
All of my grandparents were Depression era. Grandad (paternal grandfather) was the only one who would talk about it much.
"During the Depression I was just grateful that I was a boy. It meant I always had something to play with when I woke up every morning."
I was 6 when he told me that.
Hey, I didn't know you could link Discord photos to non-friends! That makes life SO much easier!
Eeehhhh... only temporarily. Discord eventually cuts off access outside the app.
For example the first link is already dead.
Hey, I didn't know you could link Discord photos to non-friends! That makes life SO much easier!Eeehhhh... only temporarily. Discord eventually cuts off access outside the app.
For example the first link is already dead.
Well, I like that because obsessive-compulsive. But I wish it was a week instead of whatever it is (24 or 48 hours). Ah, well, thanks for letting me know!
We're having a "cold snap" tonight (upper 30s overnight, 50s tomorrow).
Lisamarleneeeeeeee
Stop hogging the cold!!!!!!!!
...I get that. My maternal grandmother was born just before the Depression...All of my grandparents were Depression era. Grandad (paternal grandfather) was the only one who would talk about it much.
"During the Depression I was just grateful that I was a boy. It meant I always had something to play with when I woke up every morning."
I was 6 when he told me that.
....grandpa.
Bad.
I've got about 1/2" of snow you could have.We're having a "cold snap" tonight (upper 30s overnight, 50s tomorrow).Lisamarleneeeeeeee
Stop hogging the cold!!!!!!!!
I will accept no less than a Scint of snow.
Huh... We're back? Nothing broken? There is something weird about my account section...
An IT project finishing on time? Something is seriously amiss here...
I mean if you count 4 or 5 days late as on time.
Well, someone on Reddit knew something because the day it went down I Googled, "When will it be back up?" and the answer I got was "the 17th".
Yay for random seers on Reddit!
Bwah!! FaWtL is back!
What the who now?
I feel like I missed something.
Everything fixed?
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Woohoo! Now I don't have to talk to strangers in the grocery store! FaWtL is back!
An IT project finishing on time? Something is seriously amiss here...
There was schedule for reopening?!
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Woohoo! Now I don't have to talk to strangers in the grocery store! FaWtL is back!I wasn't that desperate. Yet.
*shrugs at the self-checkout machine*
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I ate'nt dead!
You ate what?!
Who was too lazy today to get groceries cook and is now eating pizza?
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I swear, my kids should be lawyers.
NobodysHome: Is Tuesday a good day for you guys to drop the Prius off for an oil change?
Impii: Sure.
NH: OK. I'm setting the appointment for 10:15 so you have time to sleep in.
Impii: OK.
NH: OK, it's time for you to drop off the Prius!
Impii: We never agreed to that!
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Who was too lazy today to get groceries cook and is now eating pizza?Is it Henry Kissinger?
He's the doctaaah of my dreams
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My work here is done.
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Yesterday's Chad Kitty Moment: Mephisto creeping slowly forward, belly against the ground, approaching Nefret oh-so-carefully and stealthily...
...across the white duvet.
After yet another miserable drive home with horrific connectivity, I decided to put my phone to the test using speedtest.net:
Test 1: In the house, WiFi on, cell off: 46.98 Mbps
Test 2: In the house, WiFi on, cell on: 38.93 Mbps
Yep. Canonical proof that my phone does not choose the faster connection when connecting to the internet.
Bad coders need to be beaten.
There is rain.
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I swear, my kids should be lawyers.
NobodysHome: Is Tuesday a good day for you guys to drop the Prius off for an oil change?
Impii: Sure.
NH: OK. I'm setting the appointment for 10:15 so you have time to sleep in.
Impii: OK.
NH: OK, it's time for you to drop off the Prius!
Impii: We never agreed to that!
Well, you see, "Tuesday" is derived from Middle English "Tewesday", from Old English "Tiwesdæg" meaning "Tīw's Day", the day of Tiw or Týr, the god of single combat, law, and justice in Norse mythology. And as I am not an adherent to the Norse pantheon, I do not acknowledge the existence of a day dedicated to one of those gods. Thus, I cannot be held responsible for anything that happens, or is supposed to happen, on a "Tuesday".
Well, you see, "Tuesday" is derived from Middle English "Tewesday", from Old English "Tiwesdæg" meaning "Tīw's Day", the day of Tiw or Týr, the god of single combat, law, and justice in Norse mythology. And as I am not an adherent to the Norse pantheon, I do not acknowledge the existence of a day dedicated to one of those gods. Thus, I cannot be held responsible for anything that happens, or is supposed to happen, on a "Tuesday".I swear, my kids should be lawyers.
NobodysHome: Is Tuesday a good day for you guys to drop the Prius off for an oil change?
Impii: Sure.
NH: OK. I'm setting the appointment for 10:15 so you have time to sleep in.
Impii: OK.
NH: OK, it's time for you to drop off the Prius!
Impii: We never agreed to that!
Super happy to learn this. Adds another holiday to my week.
Also, more rain. I do a pretty good drowned rat impression, if I must say so myself.
You ate what?!He ate no dead. I thought you were good at English.
"He" is the one pronoun I prefer not used for me ;D
The same applies to Wednesday (named for Woden, another name for Odin), Thursday (for Thor), and Friday (for Frigg). Although, if you convert to following Norse paganism, I suppose you could claim all four of those days as being holy, and thus be exempt from working on them.Well, you see, "Tuesday" is derived from Middle English "Tewesday", from Old English "Tiwesdæg" meaning "Tīw's Day", the day of Tiw or Týr, the god of single combat, law, and justice in Norse mythology. And as I am not an adherent to the Norse pantheon, I do not acknowledge the existence of a day dedicated to one of those gods. Thus, I cannot be held responsible for anything that happens, or is supposed to happen, on a "Tuesday".I swear, my kids should be lawyers.
NobodysHome: Is Tuesday a good day for you guys to drop the Prius off for an oil change?
Impii: Sure.
NH: OK. I'm setting the appointment for 10:15 so you have time to sleep in.
Impii: OK.
NH: OK, it's time for you to drop off the Prius!
Impii: We never agreed to that!
Super happy to learn this. Adds another holiday to my week.
Also, more rain. I do a pretty good drowned rat impression, if I must say so myself.
And if you're a solar or lunar worshiper, you can take Sunday (obvious) or Monday (Moon's Day).
And Saturday is, of course, Saturn's Day, of the Roman pantheon, and would also cover Chronos, his Greek counterpart.