Thursday, March 3, 2011

Day 24: "Trying Not to scare people away" Appetizer!

March 2, 2011

There is nothing quite so good as amazing food and great friends… and of course Pickles.


Today’s quest was a ‘Wow-Factor’ appetizer which wouldn’t scare people off. Enter Stuffed Cherry Tomatoes! However, as I seem to be scaring a few people off lately… I played it safe and did one pickle piece for me and a tray without the pickles which turned out absolutely brilliant. The pickle piece was incredible though… simply divine!

Stuffed Cherry Tomatoes
 4 oz plain chevre
6 oz cream cheese
3 cloves crushed garlic
2 tbsp olive oil
¼ - ½ cup heavy cream (add until smooth and creamy)
3 tbsp fresh lemon juice
Salt to taste
¼ cup chopped fresh basil
¼ cup chopped pickles… Optional

2 lbs cherry tomatoes, caps off and seeded

Mix all ingredients together until whipped and creamy. Adjust to taste. Fill gutless tomatoes and pop on the tops. Drizzle with olive oil and balsamic vinegar.

deLISH!

...and now I neeed a kitchen for my next project: Sauerkraut Chocolate Cake.

Day 14 - 23: Packing, Pizza & Perspective - 1000 Miles of Pickles.


February 20 – March 1: Seattle to Calgary and back!

Suffice it to say that the last 2 weeks have been utter madness, capped off by a week of productive insanity. To have accomplished and survived it has been a rollercoaster of emotion, not done on my own strength and reflecting on the gamut of emotion run… I’m still amazed with the people I’m privileged to have in my life supporting, encouraging, loving and making me laugh through it all.

Last Sunday Chel and I drove to Sequim to visit her family and have an Ocean Fix… the first one since being out here which was so nice, but between almost missing the ferry home and having to pack once I was, it was a full day to say the least – almost forgot the pickle so felt like cheating by eating one out of the jar… little did I know this would be the formula over the next week.

Monday, lil’ Bean was all ready to go and drove the 12 hours back to Calgary and through the ensuing week packed and sold all but 10 or so boxes of my material possessions, the remaining sole contents of my life.

It was 7 days crammed with visiting friends, house ‘dance’ party, Ducky’s karaoke night, dinner party, cleaning, ‘baby-time’ with my little niece, a wonderful spiritual boost, got silly after wine, pickles, pizza & mustachio mask, packed my little car and drove back the following Monday with my roommate, who flew out to help me, in the most incredibly insane 17+ hour trip through the worst snow storm I’ve driven in, ever! Adrenaline rushes are cool for a few minutes, however, doses exceeding 11 hours is not recommended!!! Mountain passes, chains, white out, no road… all on less than 5 hours of sleep each night.

I think the most amazing part of this entire week is that I only missed 1 day of pickles and only because we arrived too late back in Seattle... missed it by minutes even though it would have been a ‘jar-pickle-cheat!!

Highlights:
Bick’s are one of the more popular brands out there and generally good… but “Bick’s Mini-Crunch’ems Definitely Dill Pickles” do NOT taste good with Peanut Butter – (thank you adventurous friends I do hope I haven’t scarred you for life… your faces were priceless however!!) I’m going to be so bold as to say that these really don’t go well with anything or even by themselves.  (Sorry Bick’s… this is a pickle fail)

Late-night pickles with pizza, hot wings and sauce dipped in ranch dressing – pretty good. Spicy, tangy, creamy… WIN, (not so much the pizza as much as the wings), especially washed down with wine!

As much fun and as challenging as this has all been, I managed to lose sight of the simplicity of the pickle, and how when balanced correctly the perfection that is created by it. Something Chel said earlier to me finally clicked as I was eating a midnight hamburger after an evening at Ducky’s with friends. “Rather than having a ‘pickle meal’ use it as an accent…” Well finally this made sense and all because of this simple little hamburger.

I managed to forgot how good just a little tasted… how just enough of a hint of something adds to the whole in unimaginable ways bringing all these other flavors together turning the tongue into a pinball machine of taste… how it morphs each bite into something different and new, in stunning perfection.

But it’s taken until today for the greater part of that lesson to sink in… perhaps because I’ve finally had time to think and sleep. But overly focusing on any one thing blinds out everything around it even if it is amazing in and of itself. You miss the best parts when overdosed, be it people, places, or things and it loses the specialness of what it is. It’s not so much the piece itself but how that piece fits into the whole that makes it special, allowing it to shine…

One last day of cucumber pickles left and then onto vegetables!

Day 13: Blushing Pickles... Oy...

February 19 – After movie drinks with friends

There is nothing more embarrassing than trying to hide the fact that you’re eating a pickle with an oreo cookie in the middle of a group of people, and specifically one you’re not sure, but sorta think you might have a crush on, and then consequently trying to explain what exactly you’re doing without sounding crazy cause' honey you already Lookin' crazy…

Epic.

Day 12: Pickle Poetry.

February 18 - Best FB chat re: pickles so far…


D: to brine or not to brine

M: :)

D: that is the pickle

M: bahaha!!! That’s funny

D: this is what happens when it’s late; neurons misfire en mass

M: haha… yup

D: and shakespere gets connected to canning

M: I’m going to use that!!! Need to write tomorrow to catch up on the ‘pickle madness; had peanutbutter chocolate pickle truffle today

…I think my peanut butter went bad… truffle not so good!!!

Day 11: Again with the Panic!!!

February 17: Home, midnight...

Chelsa has the funniest tea kettle I’ve come across. It boils and boils and boils like all get-out and then ‘PING’, stops on a dime, the boiling and all which I find hilarious. Chelsa is hogging the M&Ms and I’m drinking pickle-free peppermint tea.

I had all these great ideas for writing tonight but have somehow just completely lost the all and it’s driving me NUTS!

Pickles. Pickles, pickles, pickles.

Why I decided to start this project now is beyond me. I have no job, my final exam, practicum, giving up my safety net to live in Seattle for indeterminate time frame in a 1 bedroom basement apartment that has a toaster oven, hot plate, bar fridge, microwave and no bath tub.

I just got caught ‘cheating’ thinking that I only had a minute to go and scarfing down chili dill pickles (eww one was squishy…) when Chel pointed out that my clock was wrong & actually had another hour! Silly me. Anyway, it was delicious – spicy bite of heavenly garlicky dilliness!! Oh silliness! :)


Day 9 & 10: Pickle Post.




February 15, 16


Mmm… settling in for the evening and drinking chamomile tea (no, please don’t panic… there is NO pickle juice in the tea…) and reflecting on the roller coaster that was today – good, bad, awkward, stressed… strange to be frank. But… after copious amounts of chocolate and listening to James Morrison I am pushing through the craziness to find a balance.

I’m going back to Calgary in a week and don’t want to but the simple fact is that I can’t just walk away from my life, however, I can pack it all up and go on an adventure which is what I’ve decided to do... wow.

Pickle Post: Yesterday was loaded chili which was delicious, topped with a bit of pickle – strangely good but better with pickled jalapeƱos (will try in March!!) and today, made curry chicken with mango chutney. Curry sauce and pickle – not so good.



Day 6 - 8: Steak, Perfection, & Panic!

February 12 – 14th, 2011: All over the place…

It’s 3:47. In the A.M… and I’m awake.

Really, really awake mentally but physically I’ve managed to put a blanket around myself and slip off the chair that I’m sitting on so in other respects, not so much. I really think I should truly have my own camera crew at some points…  *sigh!

Sad thing is that I only just got to bed an hour and a half ago so I’m a bit confused as to why I'm now awake. Possibly, starting to read a medical dictionary and consuming gross pickles and M&M’s shortly before going to be is not the best POA, however, I’m up now and endeavoring to make the most of it hoping to get tired enough to actually sleep consecutively for at least 4 hours rather than heading out to the gym.

Three more days of pickles, and my! What an adventure it’s been!

Day 6: The Gherkin Steak!
The gherkin pickle marinade turned out better than I could have expected after cozying up to some rib eye steaks and grilled alongside vegetables. Just sweet enough to emphasize the richness of the meat but not strong enough to overpower it, the gherkins, along with cinnamon, chili flakes and garlic almost had a sweet-sour-spicy effect that was neither too pickley or pungent. It was, surprisingly good. This, I will make again! (Recipe below for you curious people out there!)


Day 7: Perfection!
The next evening, Chelsa and I found ourselves a ways from home making dinner for friends. We chose a new recipe (although delicious, we’ve since decided to tweak and make better) for a twist on the traditional pesto on shrimp served on gluten free rice pasta.

Our ‘company’ (yay for friends with full kitchens that don’t mind us taking them over evenings at a time) kept us ‘company’ sipping on wine and scotch while we puttered and snooped through their kitchen making this very green dinner (No pickles were used in the creation of this dinner!!!) I must say that I thought about cheating when I saw how green everything turned out if only to mess with everyone reading this! It was quite comical as our ‘host’ doesn’t like to eat green things. I hadn’t had my pickle-fix for the day so we grabbed a jar to take with us and figure out something to do with them.

We legitimately did have the idea of trying a pickle pesto but that was a bit more than we could both handle, so instead, munched away on them as we cooked which brought up the Year of Pickle which they, in turn, got excited about and low and behold, tried it along with us! Pretty big for a guy who doesn’t like pickles to try them with peanut butter too!!! And fresh Parmesan, and a pickle martini… he drew the line with Chocolate but we courageously forged ahead to attack our taste buds with a new assault!

His wife made the most delectable truffles for a wedding and took out a few for dessert and I couldn’t resist… again, I never would have thought to put these things together, but the chocolate truffles with mini dills were heaven. Absolute. Heaven. I can’t even explain this apart from the fact that it was incredible. (Hello new recipe for next week: Chocolate, peanut butter, pickle truffles.)


Day 8: Panic!!!
Today turned out to be a bit of a pickle panic though… Yesterday was a rollercoaster of news from home and the consequent effects it would have on me here  is actually exciting. The last major strings I have to Calgary have been temporarily severed at the end of March until July and not having a place of my own to go back to has pushed me to make some big decisions, make schedules and coordinate a whole lot from here, today. End result I’m quite happy with, but schedule now is nutbar.

With all this going on, it was 11:56 P.M. before I realized I hadn’t yet had a pickle!!! I picked up 3 new jars today to try this week, but hadn’t eaten any and what the heck do you do with a pickle with 4 minutes left on the clock other than pluck the sucker out of the jar and pop it in your mouth and swallow!!?!

(Note to self: ALWAYS have a chaser ready…) 

Pickle Fail!!! Bad, bad pickle!!! I found a brand of pickles I do not like. At all! Chel tried too and ooooOOO the faces we made!!! Napoleon Cornichons: Piquant & Crunchy, (and uber tiny and cute – how could they be SO bad???), made in Spain… They ruined the baby cucumbers :(

Perhaps it was because we weren’t expecting the flavors we got but we didn’t expect it at all to have such a pungent, vinegary taste. I like capers but these were like capers on steroids and so overpowering that after 2 big handfuls of peanut M&Ms we could still taste the pickle.

There’s now a jar of pickles in the fridge taking up precious space that I don’t know what to do with. There’s a website on the label for ‘Great Recipe Ideas’, so possibly I’ll check that out and see if other ingredients can improve upon this ruination of cucumbers and the consequent Napoleon attack on my mouth.

It’s now 4:23 and my body is actually catching up to my ‘awake’ mind as I’m no longer having coordination issues (although… I haven’t stood up in a while. Hmmm…) Perhaps I’ll continue with my medical dictionary. (Only 1572 pages to go!)

Well… one week down and 51 to go. Exciting things planned for the coming weeks, and frightened for the coming months… Life’s an adventure though right? Seize it and LIVE it or watch it pass you by. I think Mark Twain said it best in this overused but appropriate (and favorite) quote…

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”

Gherkin Marinade
13 gherkin pickles (because I ate the rest & this was what was left in the jar…)
1/2 cup gherkin juice
1/3 cup olive oil
1/4 cup soya sauce
1/4 tsp cinnamon
1/2 tsp pepper
1/4 tsp salt
1 tsp hot chili flakes
3 cloves of garlic, minced

Mix all ingredients together in a blender and marinate steak in refrigerator 2 hours or overnight before cooking.