Truffles, Figs and Chicks

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Happy Days of Fall Wednesday, October 7, 2009

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I got an email from my friend Nicole who told how much she enjoyed driving around Chicago on this gloriously beautiful fall day. The sun is shining, the leaves are just starting to change and it is COLD! but not too cold. She decided that we needed to resieze fall.

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so me, being a virgo, I made a list.

here are all the things i can think of, that  i LOVE about fall. these are things that make me giddy and when i am feeling like a complete pill, can pull me up and dust me off.

Kale sauted with bacon

Sweaters (especially my new blue cardigan)

Scarves

Changing Leaves

smell of burn piles

Boots with tights and cute skirts

Down comforters and big wooly blankets

Sunny cold days

Freezing clear nights

Apples/hot cider

Soup! ohhh thank god for soup season!

harvest moons

pumpkin patches and corn mazes

Squash

Knitting

Meatloaf and casseroles

craft projects by the fire

bundled up Hikes

Putting the garden to bed

Drives in the country

Farmers markets in the mornings

Fleece

Brusselsprouts

Wearing sweats, socks, slippers, old thermals and sifting through seasonal magazines while drinking hot tea

Putting away all the summer clothes and pulling out all the winter clothes

Not feeling guilty about sitting at home all weekend in the rain to watch movies while doing any of the above.

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my birthday (of course)

So that is that. Hope if you are feeling like a pill, it will pull you up and dust you off too.

 

Eating My Way Across Greece…Part 1 Thursday, September 3, 2009

This blog post is long overdue but it has taken me this long to go through most of my 788 pictures and figure out how to present my trip here. Of course i begin with my favorite topic: FOOD! My first several days were spent on the magical island of Crete. I am pretty sure i could live there on my own little farm with my goat and chickens and olive trees. After milking the goats and preparing the day’s cheese, i could venture into town for my morning shot of Raki with a pastry and Greek lesson with the locals. Then work in the garden before the afternoon heat sent me down to the sea for a dip and a late lunch of stuffed vine leaves and fresh tomatoes. Sigh…a girl can have dreams right?

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After Crete we spent 5 days in Santorini which were consumed with breath-taking views, hiking into volcanoes and wine tasting. There was also a great deal of shopping to do. Our trip ended in Athens; a gorgeous city merging the ancient with the modern and nestled around the Acropolis.  

Greece is a cornucopia of food bliss and ironically the originator of the cornucopia itself!  From my first day in Crete i was in awe of the fresh local produce available for consumption around every corner. Most people have heard about the Mediterranean diet and its amazing health benefits.  I had the pleasure of experiencing it first hand.

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Everything you hear is true. The olives, capers, tomatoes, peppers, oil, melons and cheese are all bursting with flavor and color. Many of our meals were cooked at home after spending the morning in a local town picking up produce from local farmers in the market squares. Buying our food from the people who produced it, gave me the greatest sense of pleasure and glee.

In my humblest opinion, Crete was the greatest example of local food done well. There is a passion for the land by the people who live there and a strong desire to keep tradition and heritage intact. But i will detail that in another posting.

For now i present my plethora of  food images…why did i do this before lunch! i am starving now!

WELCOME TO SARAH’s FOODS OF CRETE!

my first meal after becoming coherent from a long travel day was in the harbor town of Chania on the northwest side of Crete. The town was lovely and this restaurant epitomizes the magic of wandering around on the back streets of town. If you ever make it to Crete check out Steki Taverna…the food was excellent!

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salad this was my first salad. the feta was soft, almost like a salty chevre and the capers were bursting with flavor!

feta_filo this was my FAVORITE thing ever! a slab of feta was wrapped in light crisp filo fried in olive oil, drizzled with thyme honey and sprinkled with sesame seeds. it was served hot and salty. SO GOOD

the following day we ventured into the village of Argyroupoli to sample their avocado products and see this town that is build on the side of a mountain and surrounded by waterfalls. so beautiful and about 20 degrees cooler! I could imagine what it was like there a thousand years ago…less tavernas but same water and trails and smiling faces i hope

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trout Our lovely Taverna owner was plucking fresh trout for lunch. As the meal progressed it became apparent that anyone could take a try with the net but the children had a real knack for it. these fish were fried and served whole with yogurt sauce, capers and lemon.

zuch_leaves we dined on the traditional Crete rusk bread (read really dry wheat rolls) covered in  fresh mashed tomatoes and fresh feta. we also had rice and herb stuffed zucchini blossoms. SO FRESH!

For dessert we had fresh melon kept cool in a local stream. i wish i had caught a shot of this melon, it was sooooo red and juicy and cold. the tavernas just throw half a cut melon on a plate, stick forks in it and place it in the center of the table…that is what i call good eats!

melon note the fig tree growing out of the same stream bed. fig trees would grow out of the roof of your car if you let them! they were everywhere.

i opted not to go for the roasted lamb roasting over the open fires about 1 inch from the side of the road.  yup i know…big weenie.

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on our way home we stopped in the town of  Georgioupolis to pick up dinner and cheap beach towels for 2e.

While in the grocery store, I was quite mesmerized with this little contraption! Why oh why do we not have these at every market in town? i have discovered another reason to live on Crete. Just grab a container and select your spigot of choice for local red, local white or local retsina….mmmm retsina. thank you thank you thank you for your Retsina wines. Who cant love wine that is made with the tears of wood nymphs?  huh, I wonder what is in the top barrel? i missed that one.

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The markets in Iraklion were incredible. we were able to get all of our produce for dinner and breakfast for the next couple of days.

market market2 the grapes were so juicy!market3 look at all the bean options!

this woman in her typical black garb was my very favorite. if i had more time…I would have loved to meet her. She brought her own cart to the market. in her cart were fresh eggs, live snails, zucchini blossoms, figs, tomatoes, pears, garlic, oil and wine in recycled water bottles and a variety of herbs. When we came back later in the day, she had packed up and gone home. I hope because she had sold all of her items. I wanted her to take me home and teach me to cook!

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that night, i made a ragout of eggplant, tomato, onion and oregano, fresh figs with a local semi hard sheep’s milk cheese and these bitty little pears that packed so much flavor i am still craving them, and a fresh Greek salad with feta…of course! 

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dinner we dined on the patio of our villa as the cool evening breeze came in over the sea. it was pretty much perfect. we were also working our way through the vast quantities of local Cretan whites.

after an incredible “slow” day in the Amari Valley (which i will blog about extensively) i discovered that the wild vine growing near the pool with the 1 inch spikes was a wild caper plant!! i was so excited that i sat with it for a good long time poking and tasting and sniffing. it really did smell like caper berries!

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in crete they eat the buds and the leaves. I have seen pickled caper berries in the states but i didnt see anyone eat one in Crete and after i opened it, i wasnt going to venture either.

caper_berry they are like tiny ripe watermelon. Can we eat them??

At this point i am taking a giant leap to the north and mycontinued quest for food in Santorini.

I discovered quickly that food is not the main focus of Santorini, it is a place for lovers and sun worshippers and shoppers. Although it was quite gorgeous, i only had 2 meals that stand out and one of them was simply because the view would have made a 4 star Michelin meal pale. So i will begin with what i loved best, the wine!

 grapes The grapes on santorini grow close to the ground in small clumps to collect the morning dew from the sea and hold it safe through the hottest parts of the day.

we were lucky enough to tour a local winery called Gavala Vineyards. Gavalas has been producing wines here for 300 years!! lucky for us we were the only people there that day and were given a tasting of 5 delightful wines including a Vinsanto dessert wine that i brought home. I am very much looking forward to the occasion i get to enjoy this!

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stomping they still use the old grape stomping vats to produce their wines which pour through the lower right tube into hte basin with a basket to capture the seeds and skins…which of course then become Raki! ohhh Raki…but that is a tale for another time

suvlaki this was my first great meal in Santorini; Pork Souvlaki with a roasted broccoli and cauliflower salad and lemons…everything had lemons. YUM!

I will leave off this wild food extravaganza with a gorgeous sunset over Thirasia Island and a pair of wineglasses full of local Santorini white. if i squint, i can almost pretend i am still there.

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Spring Flowers Saturday, April 25, 2009

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it may be cold outside but the market is open and i couldnt resist these gorgeous tulips! arent they beautiful?!

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Peas and Leprechaun Feet Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Happy St Patrick’s Day! i dont know why i am feeling so Irish this year, but i am!

When i was in grade school our classroom had been visited by the leprechauns! There were little green footprints everywhere on tables, chairs, the floor and chocolate gold coins. I wish i had remembered this earlier. I would have done it at work today and freaked people out.

To make your own green footprints, just make a fist and press the side of your fist (pinky side) into some green paint and press onto a surface. Then use your finger prints for the toes. they look EXACTLY like feet. So FUN!

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Keeping with the green theme, today is the day to plant your green peas!  St. Patrick’s Day is the traditional time for sowing green peas. The earlier they mature, the sweeter they’ll be. Peas should be planted as soon as the ground can be worked. In some areas, you might have to drill holes in the soil to plant peas on St. Pat’s! Sow them right under the snow, if necessary, but save some for a later planting as well.

So brave the wind the rain the sleet and the hail and get those peas in the ground! You can do this while drinking Irishwhiskey too if you want :) Slainte!

 

Sweet Peas Sunday, March 1, 2009

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Today i went to the Portland Patio Show. It was really inspiring. There are always fantastic water features that make it all look so simple, Huge fireplaces with big cozy sofas. Seriously. this year there were also tons of great ideas for having your chickens, your veggies, and your rain barrels, bees and compost piles and style.  there were gorgeous metal screen doors, stone patio mosaics and my FAVORITE recycled metal chicken. i love this damn bird.

door glass chickens 

sigh, i bought fava bean and green zinnia seeds…spring is near!

Stacey, made me this rediculously cute pea earrings. everywhere i went, i got compliments about them and I think stacey is going to make them to sell! I love them

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Elizabeth Gilbert and Ann Patchett Thursday, February 12, 2009

Yet once again I had the pleasure to sit and listen to Elizabeth Gilbert share stories about her life and writing process. This time we got to up the ante as she shared the stage with Ann Patchett. As I took my seat in the cheap GA section about 3 feet from the ceiling, I wasn’t sure what to expect.
There were 2 big fat mushy chairs on the stage with a small table in between and a couple glasses of water. I imagined them with a bottle of wine and a fireplace in someone’s living room, maybe mine.  I didn’t realize how far up I was until these two tiny woman came out onto the stage and curled up in their chairs like cats, feet tucked beneath. I was already smiling.
I was there to witness the second meeting of two friends who had become friends over long poetic letters to each other. They were as excited as we were. They sat and just talked to each other. They praised each other and questioned each other. They questioned their own abilities and praised each other’s abilities. It was magical.
Again the topic of being childless came up. Both of these women had chosen to not be mothers. However both of these women also took their responsibilities as aunties very seriously. They understood that even if they remained in constant motion, they would produce 1/10th of the energy expended by a mother of one child. Therefore they felt it was their duty and privilege to be a power house for mothers and their children. I love that! I want to be a mother one day, but until then I want to give all the extra energy I have to those who are participating in the raising of our next generation. I am part of that process if I want to be and what a gift to everyone involved.
They also talked about their writing styles. Ann Patchett is an observer. She relishes her invisibility in the world and is still astounded by how invisible she really is, even to those who have seen her in public before. Liz Gilbert is in a cone of light. She enters a space and directs it to get what she needs for her story. She went to Maine to a small lobster island and had to bend the wills of these introverts to write her story. She also does so with a beauty and grace that makes people want to help her.
After EG and AP had chatted for about 30 minutes (MUCH TOO SHORT) they took questions from the audience. They had several insights about themselves and each other that were profound. One that I was intrigued with was a question for EG. Someone in the audience wanted some advice about traveling alone as a single woman. And how to do so without doing the typical tourist thing.
First EG said that women should dress modestly. She said that we should cover our arms and legs and our bellies. We are only alienating the women in other parts of the world that we want to connect with. She told a story about introducing a young Dutch woman dressed in a tank top and mini skirt to her medicine man and to this day she regrets not dressing her in sarongs from head to toe. The look on his wife’s face was devastating. She was tortured by this young half naked girl in her home. Dress modestly and behave modestly. She also said that we are all so concerned about being common that we are missing out on great things. If you have one week in Egypt and are so concerned about being a tourist that you miss seeing the Pyramids, you are foolish. Get on the bus with all the Germans and enjoy one of the wonders of the world. The greatest wonders of the world are some of the most popular so deal with it.
I was taken by this concept. I have done both. I have lived in a place with a kitchen and bought my own groceries and I have stayed in big lush hotels and hit all the hot spots. There is a time and a place for both ways of travel and both offer unimagined memories. Of course I want to have a one of a kind experience but even at the base of the pyramids amidst thousands of tourists from all over the world, it was a one of a kind experience because it was my experience…and I was the only one who got in a fight with the man on the camel and threw my “rock” on the ground. Of course I did.

 

What Economic Downturn? Wednesday, February 4, 2009

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I know i should be sleeping with all my savings under my mattress  but instead i decided to assist the economy  of local   (and Italian) shops and buy some shoes! I buy shoes once in awhile. I love shoes. they dont care if you gain or lose a few pounds and they always looks hot with a cute skirt (be that your fat girl skirt or you sassy slim skirt) I just fell in love with these and decided to post them in my blog because today at work, all of the shoe appreciating people were gone and i need some shoe ohs and ahhs.

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oh yes, yes yes, i bought two pairs today…i was weak to the shoe fairy prowess.

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I convinced myself that the first shoe was on sale, so that was a must and it is gray! isnt is gorgous?
and the second shoe was such a pretty summery color, if i waited it wouldn’t be in my size when i came back.  Trust me on my logic here, i am the master.

So thank you my dear sweet shoe fairy for your generosity. i must now go eat noodles and butter for dinner…maybe i will wear my new shoes.

 

Happy Chinese New Year! Monday, January 26, 2009

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Today marks the Chinese New year! This is exciting for all sorts of reasons.

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1) it is the year of the OX and I am an OX. You are an ox too if your birthday falls in the years of 1913, 1925, 1937, 1949, 1961, 1973, 1985, 1997 and 2009. This also means that my nephew who will be born any day now will be an ox!

2) The ox, according to Chinese astrology, is the best friend you could choose. So are ox celebrities Meryl Streep, George Clooney, Dustin Hoffman, Jane Fonda and Warren Beatty good to their friends? Other ox celebrities include Meg Ryan, Bruce Springsteen, Bill Cosby, Robert Redford and Jim Carrey. President Obama is an OX and so are many of my friends.

3) People born in the Year of the Ox are patient, speak little, and inspire confidence in others. They tend, however, to be eccentric, and bigoted, and they anger easily. They have fierce tempers and although they speak little, when they do they are quite eloquent. Ox people are mentally and physically alert. Generally easy-going, they can be remarkably stubborn, and they hate to fail or be opposed. They are most compatible with Snake, Rooster, and Rat people.
I dont think this paints me as a perfect girl but I am stubborn and i do have a fiery temper! but i also talk…alot.

So happy new year! i certainly hope 2009 will be a fabulous year for all of us and especially for the OXEN

 

a whole lot of nothing and a bean recipe Wednesday, January 21, 2009

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I am sitting here in my new office, looking out of my big beautiful window and thinking about nothing much of anything. I want to write but i am in the afternoon slump.  The sun has been shining for a week straight, it is cold and beautiful out, the chicken coop is clean and the girls are happy. Timmy is living outside (his choice not mine), Mr B and cats are living on my lap and all is well at the Green Bean 

I did find out 2 things today that i like and want to share.

  1. January 26th is Chinese New Year and it is the year of the OX! I am an OX! this should bode well for me i think. it only happens every 12 years.
  2. This is also apparently the year of the bean. I got this recipe from The Splendid Table: YUM!  I am going to use Cranberry Beans.

Warm Mixed Bean Salad with Pancetta
Excerpted from The New England Cookbook: 350 Recipes from Town and Country, Land and Sea, Hearth and Homeby Brooke Dojny. Copyright © 1999. Reprinted with permission from from The Harvard Common Press.

Serves 4

Because cooked dried beans take so well to a variety of seasonings, chefs love to play around with them. This delectable warm bean salad is based on the inspired creation of a chef at one of my favorite Connecticut Italian restaurants, Centro, in Fairfield.

Roman beans are a large, relatively soft-textured bean used extensively in Italian cooking. They are pretty widely available in New England as well as around the rest of the country, but if you can’t find them, the ubiquitous kidney bean will do just fine as a substitute.

Pancetta is Italian bacon that has been cured with salt and spices, but is not smoked. It is available in Italian markets and supermarkets.

Note: This salad is flavored rather subtly with garlic. For a more assertive garlic flavor, mince one or two of the cooked cloves and stir them into the finished salad.

  • 1/3 cup (1-1/2 ounces) diced pancetta or thick-sliced bacon
  • 6 tablespoons plus 2 teaspoons extra-virgin olive oil
  • 4 garlic cloves, peeled and crushed until flat (see Note)
  • 1 10-ounce package frozen lima beans, cooked and drained
  • 1-1/2 cups drained canned Roman or kidney beans
  • 1-1/2 cups drained canned black beans
  • 2 tablespoons fresh lemon juice
  • 1/4 teaspoon fresh-ground black pepper
  • Salt to taste
  • 1 large bunch arugula
  • 3 tablespoons chopped flat-leaf Italian parsley, plus sprigs for garnish
  • 1 lemon, cut in 4 wedges

Cook the pancetta in 2 teaspoons of the olive oil in a large skillet over low heat until crisp and any fat is rendered, about 10 minutes. Remove the pancetta with a slotted spoon and reserve. Pour the grease out of the pan but do not wash the pan.

Add the remaining 6 tablespoons of oil and the garlic to the same skillet. Cook over low heat until the garlic turns a pale golden brown, watching carefully so it doesn’t scorch, about 10 minutes. Remove the garlic with tongs, leaving the oil in the pan.

Add the lima beans, Roman beans, and black beans to the garlic oil in the skillet, raise the heat to medium-high, and toss gently until heated through, about 4 minutes. Add the pancetta and lemon juice and stir gently to combine. Season with the black pepper and salt to taste. (The salad may need no salt as the pancetta or bacon is salty.)

Spread the arugula out on a serving platter or individual plates. Spoon the warm beans over the greens and sprinkle with the parsley. Garnish with lemon wedges and parsley sprigs and serve.

 

A Fond Farewell Sunday, January 18, 2009

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Mieke and Man

The greatest most wonderful dog in the whole world passed away last night.  He spent his retirement years down on a farm in Napa Valley so I haven’t seen him in years but the time i did have with him was very special. My friend Mike brought Montana Gentleman, aka Man, into our lives about 12 years ago when he moved up here. Man was an almost pure white, pale yellow silky smooth chunk of a lab with a gentle disposition like no other dog i have ever met.
my parents fell in love with him as i did. I would bring him home with me any time i could. I brought him camping, to the beach, everywhere. He never needed a leash and was gentle enough to curl up between a kitten and a new born baby without so much as a twitch. He also loved to take himself on walkabouts  and could pack away 3 loaves of bread, a box of Hershey bars, a box of graham crackers, bag of marshmallows, and his cup a day of dog chow. That was just one camping trip…the ride home was ripe with unhappy Man smells. i remember Man coming back from a walk-about in the neighborhood dragging a milk jug. He looked equal parts bloated, guilty and  tickled. 

When my mom was sick, i would bring Man to the Hospice Center with me. He would walk around the facility and hang out with other patients. The nurses knew him and would let him have free reign of the place. Everyone loved him.  One patient named Thelma, was stuck in a wheel chair with no arms or legs and man would sit with her for hours. She would fawn over him and give him some of her diabetic treats. No matter where he was, I would just have to call his name and he would come wandering back to me, tail wagging. Sometimes when i had to come back to Portland i would leave him in Olympia with my dad for company. I think that dog did more to help us all out, then any other one thing. He was a gift to us all. I will miss him so much. So thank you Mike for sharing him with us and raising such a lovely dog.  He was and always will be cherished by those who had the honor of  knowing him.