Saturday, August 27, 2011

Gumbo is Yumbo

OK, that was really corny...but it's 110 degrees today and I've been in the kitchen all morning, so you'll have to cut me a break.  I was most excited to get the okra in my box today.  While I don't like slimy fried okra, I ADORE pickled okra and love a good gumbo even more.


There are a few things that I in the prep of my gumbo that are important to me.
1.  The roux -- don't rush the roux.  I cook it super slow and low.  Because it is a fine line between a good and bad roux if you cook it to fast.  And anyone that knows me, knows that I don't deal well with fine lines.  So if I cook it over the lowest possible temp, then it's harder to ruin it.

2.  I don't add meat.  I cook my gumbo in advance and let the flavors marry over time in the fridge or freezer.  When I'm ready to eat it, I add my meat of choice and cook it another 1/2 hour  (or simmer for several).  This way my gumbo is flexible and will last longer.

3.  I'm not a big fancy of giant pieces of vegetable in my soups.  So I cut everything to about a 1/4" dice.  I trick for doing this quickly with longish vegetables.  Is to slice them length wise into quarters (but not ALL the way from end to end).  Then chop -- this is a quick and easy dice method for lazy self-trained cooks like myself.

4.  I ALWAYS use fresh tomatoes instead of canned.  I can't stand the taste of canned tomatoes.  If you don't mind it, then by all means, substitute with canned.  But I highly recommend using fresh -- just to taste the difference.  I also try to use homemade tomatoe sauce, but I don't always have it on hand.  My second option is jarred tomatoe sauce...again -- it's a metallic can issue for me.

5. OH AND If you have a really good 1/2 cup of lard -- then use it as the fat in the Roux.  You will not be disappointed.  My second choice is butter.  I don't ever use oil.

So there you have it -- my gumbo do's and don't.  Now for the recipe...this serves about 8 - 10 people.

1/2 cup  butter
1/2 cup flour (I use quinoa or rice flour in honor of escaping gluten...it works fine.  I wouldn't use almond or coconut)
1large onion diced
3 stalks celery diced
1 red bell pepper diced (you can use green, but I like the sweet flavor of red)
3 cloves garlic (minced)
1 cup tomato sauce
1 lb of tomatoes diced with skins on (reserve as much juice as possible)  This is about 8 - 10 medium tomatoes)
2 cups of chicken stock
4 cups water
1 1/4 lbs okra (fresh or frozen) diced.  This is about 20 - 25 okras
1 t salt (you'll prob want to add more before you eat it unless you add seafood)
2 t fresh thyme
3 bay leaves
a few shakes of tobasco

Make a roux -- that is, use a heavy cast iron pot or skillet and melt butter/lard over very low heat.  Add the flour a little at a time and whisk into the butter.  Once it's all whisked in, continue to stir occasionally until the roux is dark (like a dark copper penny).  If you burn it, start over b/c you can't use it in the gumbo.

Add onions, celery, bell pepper and garlic and saute until soft.  If you are using a cast iron skillet, then transfer to a warmed heavy pot.  Add remaining ingredients.  Bring to the boil and then cut back to a simmer for an hour.

Refrigerate at least 24 hours (or freeze).  When you are ready to eat it, add chicken, sauce, your choice of seafood or all  three and simmer for 30 minutes before serving.

Serve over rice.
(PS - if you're freezing, don't fill the jar too much.  It'll expand and crack your jar.)









Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Feeling Peachy

Last summer I remember making oodles of drunken herb peaches and feeding them to friends in cocktails.  Right now, I am declining alcohol (mostly), so was trying to decide what to do with my surplus peaches without heating up my kitchen. (It's over 100 degrees right now)

No-bake pie?  Nah -- also trying to cut down on sweets.

Just cut and freeze?  Nah -- I still haven't used up the last batch I froze...I can only drink so many smoothies.

I had read something in Martha Stewart's Whole Living about blending raw fruit and then straining the juice into ice cube trays to make pretty and flavorful icecubes.  Well, I have no ice cube trays, but I thought if I did this and poured it into a round tupperware container, I could freeze it and throw it into a pretty party punch later on. Cool idea -- so I proceeded.

Blend blend blend.   I ended up with about 16 cups of blended white peaches. It made a  pretty white sauce with pink dots in it.  But as I began to separate the juice from pulp/skin (using a strainer), it began to turn dark like apple sauce.  Well -- it might taste good, but it sure wasn't going to make a pretty party punch.

Giant ice cube idea abandoned, I now had about 8 cups of very smooth "pulp" and 8 cups of very thick juice.

The pulp was mixed with some stevia and cinnamon and became raw peach sauce -- v. tasty -- the kids gobbled it up.

The juice was mixed with gelatin and poured into a saran wrap lined jelly roll pan.  Put into the freezer 5 minutes ago, I'm hoping to find some cinnamon-peach jello in about an hour.   I'll keep you posted...


UPDATE:  I thought it tasted good, but the kids rejected it b/c it wasn't a smooth enough jello.  Having pulp in the juice ruined it for them.

Monday, August 8, 2011

Farewell to AKM, Panic Sets In

Every once in a while, I revisit my old blogs and kind of do a check-in to see where I’m at. What have I realized? How have I changed? I read this one and it gave me a good boost. While the diet is always improving and changing, overall the idea is right.

Having just come back from a vacation and food-feast, it is a good time to get back in tune with my program and stay aligned as I move forward. I went through quite a bout of depression with my shoulder injury (you’ll note I don’t blog much when I’m sad…those writings are reserved for my own private crazy girl journal…and anyone reading this, should be glad of that!)

Depression is interesting though, because often times it is accompanied by denial. I view that as a self preservation technique to keep myself from sinking too low. A way of forcing myself through the day when I’d actually rather be curled up in a deep hole of self pity. I find that I seek out the company of friends a lot more and enjoy more alcohol-induced laughter. Laughter, in any form, is healing and keeps me moving. I also refer to Amanda Rose and her blog: Rebuild from Depression. 

The last 6 mos, I have jumped on and off the healthy band wagon (several times) and have been doing mini yo-yo dieting much to the eye-rolling chagrin of my AKM. Up 5 lbs, down 10. Up 6, down 5…etc. But it’s no wonder. In addition to having a broken shoulder, WAY too many traveling vacations, anniversaries and milestone birthdays (I am indeed a Fabulous 40 year old now) I’m also going through a BIG change in my life. After 4 years, AKM is moving away in 2 weeks and won’t be training me anymore. I’m seized with panic. It brings tears to my eyes if I dwell on it for long. This young man, who could ALMOST be my son, as he sometimes sassily reminds me…has been the strong point of my healthy journey. He took me, a fat and fading fast 36 year old and helped me find the courage and will power to change my outlook. He knew how to deal with my moods, my boredom and my excuses. I cursed him before every visit, sometimes during, but never after. We talked about every range of subjects…over time, nothing seems to be off limits. He is probably just as familiar with my body as my husband is, but in a totally unsexual way. I mean, there is to no one else I can say, “Have you noticed that my butt is looking rounder?” or “Do you see that I’m getting under-arm flab?” I know I’m only his client, but he’s also been my friend…honest and encouraging. Everyone needs a friend like that. I’m going to miss my friend. And I’m seriously worried about what will happen once he’s gone. I’ve taken measures to prevent myself from sinking back to inactivity. But will a bootcamp send me a txt reminding me not to over-eat or asking me if I’m REALLY too sick to train? Will a tennis coach want to hear about the funny things my chickens do? Or be interested in what I’m growing in my garden? I’m skeptical. I’m worried. This was totally NOT the original point of this blog, but I can’t remember WHAT my point was going to be.

Great, now I’m depressed again. I need to go find my crazy girl journal.

The Milk

Last week my family took off on a journey up the California coast to spend some time in Oregon with my side of the family.  Just north of San Francisco is Alice Waters country.  Restaurants boast their organic/pastured cuisine.  Farms proudly hang out signs announcing their organic bounty (as well as some life-size one-dimensional mannequins of the farmers, which we found amusing.)  I was pleased to drive by farms with beautiful "happy cows" roaming grass lands, even if most of their milk is pasteurized.  At least I know now that Clover Farms has grass-fed milk.  It left me feeling healthy and bright and wished I lived in the bay area again.

Some days later we were enjoying a glorious private beach in Bandon, when a friend in Texas posted a link which read "Raid of Rawesome, 3 Arrested".  I clicked on the link.  Well, what do you know -- they had Sharon (my farmer) and Victoria (an employee) in jail.  As my son would say, "What the-!"

I immediately started researching, clicking away to find out what all the fuss was about.   The Health Department and LAPD had swarmed a buyers club in Venice with guns drawn as if it were a crack den.  But no…it was about milk.  Really? Over the course of the last year, our very cash-strapped law enforcement agencies have been operating a sting to catch the owners of Healthy Family Farms and Rawesome.  Catch them doing what? Oh my goodness -- milking goats and distributing the milk to the owners of the goats.  To over-simplify, the Health Department won’t acknowledge the goat owners as the legal owners, so they are saying Rawesome and Healthy Family Farms are CONSPIRING to  operate without a license.  Well, that will be disputed in court, I’m sure.  But what I find amazing is that “milk conspiracy” draws a FELONY charge and a bail higher than violent offenders.  I think my jaw may need to be wired shut from the considerable dropping it has been doing in the past 5 days.  These are the official charges.
 
Needless (and annoying) to say, there are some very gray areas here.  It will be very interesting to watch it unfold…and I know that support from people like me are critical to a favorable outcome. I was hoping to be at Sharon's arraignment, but learned too late of the time.  So instead I feel obligated to blog and email everyone I can think of who might have an impact on this.   I hope this event stirs other people to action as well.  Too many of us have been standing by for too long.

I take this VERY personally.  I get really fired up when someone starts wasting hard earned tax money to mess with my food supply that has taken years to research and discover.  A food supply that has enabled me to not just feed my family economically, but also watch them thrive and overcome health issues.

I have a RIGHT to buy milk from the source that I trust and can visit whenever I want.
I have a RIGHT to see how my meat lives before it is sacrificed for my family’s benefit.
I have a RIGHT to take responsibility for my health and not have the government interfere.

What scares me most, is that if Sharon and James are willing to practice their rights in the open with this result, then so many other herd share partners are going to dive deep under ground.  They WON’T open their farms to the public.  I WON’T be able to see how my meat is raised or my dairy milked.  It will be harder to find healthy trust-worthy resources.

As we drove home from Oregon on I-5, I heard about the massive Cargill ground turkey recall, illnesses and death.  There was no mention of accountability or arrests.  Soon after, we passed by the Harris Ranch feedlots.  Massive quantities of over-heated hormone and anti-biotic injected cattle standing on manure piles being fed wads of genetically modified corn and soy.  The stink so bad, I swear I could see a hole in the ozone layer.  But that…that is legal. 



How to Take Action
Educate Yourself:
There are a lot of good documentaries, and websites which provide educational information.  But mostly, you should see for yourself.  There is a reason why people who eat real food feel so adamant about it…because we reap the benefits!
http://farmageddonmovie.com
http://www.foodincmovie.com/
http://www.ingredientsfilm.com/
http://www.realmilk.com/

Donate:
This organization takes donations to help defend small farms against big government.
http://www.farmtoconsumer.org/

Support:
Websites which help you find local farms in your area.  The best way to create change is by making change.  Eating organic whole foods does NOT mean you have to spend more money on groceries.
http://www.eatwild.com/
http://www.abundantharvestorganics.com/
http://www.localharvest.org/

Speak Up: 
We are only a democracy if we participate.
In addition to blogging, facebooking and twittering…you also should feel free to write to your local representatives to voice your opinion and your rights.  It’s also good to check with organizations like Real Milk and Farm to Consumer Defense for bills in the works regarding our food and the impact to small farms.  Take note of how your representatives vote and let them know what you think of them – both good and bad. 
FDA:  http://www.fda.gov/AboutFDA/ContactFDA/default.htm
California Food and Agriculture: http://www.cdfa.ca.gov/Contact_Us.html
Congress/Senate: 
http://www.contactingthecongress.org/
https://writerep.house.gov/writerep/welcome.shtml
http://www.senate.gov/general/contact_information/senators_cfm.cfm