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Saturday, March 15, 2003

Is anyone else having the same trouble I am with that new citibank guy now showing up everywhere? 6:44:12 PM    comment []

Are your pets really hostages with Stockholm Syndrome? There is a grain of truth here - a very small grain at best. There is no question that an inappropriate playmate can scare the pants off a dog (especially a puppy), sometimes leaving a serious and lasting impression. There is no question that a dog who is an absolute bully with other dogs may make a lousy competitive dog - lacking respect or sense or both, no doubt he could be found wanting when it comes to respecting and cooperating with a human. But the larger truth here is that a normal dog who is properly and thoroughly socialized, allowed to develop appropriate manners, and who knows when to politely bow deep and when to hold his head high is a dog who is not easily shaken by odd encounters. 5:04:08 PM    comment []

This made exactly the right amount of marinade for about 5 pounds of pork loin, sliced 3/16-inch thick. Each slice was coated on both sides, and then dropped in the jar for vacuum-assisted marinating. I usually just dump all the slices in a bowl and mix them up with the marinade. It takes more time to insure that both sides are coated, but that’s better. The marinade is very tasty by itself, I might try it (without the curing salt) on pork chops sometime. Here’s what made it in:   One 16-ounce can crushed pineapple, in heavy syrup 1-cup tonkatsu sauce ½ cup Tuong Ot Tot Viet-Nam Chili Garlic Sauce 2 tablespoons salt 1-tablespoon garam masala 1 teaspoon curing salt   Combine all ingredients in blender. Blend. 3:29:12 PM    comment []

These are the candidates for round 2 of the pork jerky. L-to-R they are: Jumex Mango Nectar, Wan Ja Shan Hot Pepper Sauce, Lee Kum Kee Black Bean Garlic Sauce, and Tuong Ot Tot Viet-Nam Chili Garlic Sauce. In the rear, on the LCD, you can see Rayne's weatherpixie. That is because she suggested the two ingredients, though exclusive of each other. The one that gets left out will be used another day. The tonkatsu sauce isn't in the picture, but will be in the marinade. 1:47:38 PM    comment []

When Dinner Speaks A fish talking would be a very frightening thing, but a carp destined to be gefilte fish, shouting curses in Hebrew, would have to be regarded as a Biblical sign. The best part of this story is the word "meshugeneh", which probably means "goofy" - ("Meshugeneh gens, meshugeneh gribenes" - Goofy parents, goofy children.). Speaking of gribenes, the kind you get rendering chicken skin, fat, and onions for schmaltz, it's probably as good a time as any to try some. I'm staying away from fish until they start behaving normally again. 12:00:36 PM    comment []

Beware The Ides! No, I haven't come to dissemble Caesar, it's just another Saturday and another pannekoeken. This one with dried apple bits, cinnamon, vanilla, and allspice which contribute to the brown coloration. 6:39:37 AM    comment []

While the moon is full, the meat puppets will come out to play. They say the new moon is perfect, but that would be April Fools Day. The moon is full right after Erin Goes Bragh. No one would expect a puppet show under a Full Sugar Moon. March 18. 5:36:51 AM    comment []

Why am I in the kitchen?   We all suffer it to some degree, it is a lifelong attention deficit disorder, better known as ADD, but it doesn’t add, it subtracts. It is like a functional neurosis if you want to be an artist. Nobody wants to be an artist.   Frank told me about a colleague of his father at Bell Labs who was always seen scrupulously scribbling into his journal, which he always locked in his top desk drawer. He was a quiet man of impeccable scholarly pedigree and the rampant speculation was that he was hot on the trail of the holy grail of physics, the unified field theory. One day, he put the journal in his top desk drawer and went to lunch without locking it. Let us see what he wrote. No, it was not “All work and no play”, the journal was completely blank. He left Bell Labs shortly thereafter. The scribbler.   Frank collects antiques that he keeps in a shed. He drew me a diagram on a manila file folder he had carried with him into the bar. He was diagnosed with ADD at age 60. His house was a rectangle on the lower left. The flow chart to the shed went up, then right, then up again. There were three compartments in the shed. Things like lamps that needed a base in the first, Objects that needed sanding or repair in the one to its immediate right, and uncategorized things in the third. Then he drew a window. Outside, there was a tree that needed trimming, but its branches ascended to the heavens in an upside-down genealogical chart. Infinite possibilities.   Sometime, you need to come over to my house. It is too noisy here. The open pit from the lower floor lets too much noise in. The ACC Tournament on two bar TVs blares. Normal conversation is impossible, only rude shouting. Listen over there, “The Stockholm Syndrome is bullshit, Patty Hearst is GUILTY!” I’m sorry I interrupted you, Tom; I didn’t realize you were speaking. Yes, I am drinking again. The bottom has fallen out of the collectibles market. The WorldCom stock is worthless. I went to Washington and attended a dinner with Justice Scalia. He is a very pleasant and learned man.   I have no pockets.   It seems to be mapped to spaces. When you are here, there is that. There is focus, pathological focus. A bulldog with a bloody bone. My cup is empty. You move and all is lost. It is another space. There is nothing here. Why am I here? Why did I come here? Set down the coffee cup, look around. Dishes can go into the dishwasher, that's why I'm here. Back to the computer room. Where is my coffee? 5:06:37 AM    comment []