The Hal-i-but!
Had a chance to get some lovely halibut and decided to pan sear it. So did the Mise En Place with the proper cooking implements (yes, that's a barely visible Dry Manhattan in the back ground)
And got the All Clad stainless pan smoking hot (with just a
little grapeseed oil) and committed the fish (presentation side down)
and then engage in the second battle I’m fighting (besides minimal oil) is: Leave
the Damn thing alone! Tough for an
engineer! Finally after 4 minutes or
so, I nudged it and it slid easy so turned it over with the trusty Lamson
Sharp. Left it alone until the ThermoPen indicated about 140 in the
middle. So nice to have a piece of fish
that is thick enough! Turned out
beautiful and also tasty (notice careful avoidance of the “y” word in any of it’s
obnoxious culinary forms!!)
Pour it on!
I have become interested in doing the “pour over” coffee
method. Keurig is boring, it’s only redeeming
value is convenience. I have yet to have
a good cup of coffee with it. I
gravitated toward grinding my own beans (from St. Inies) but using the little “do
it yourself” plug-in thing is a pain resulting in having to clean the little
basket, etc. So I used Amazon (see it
today, use it tomorrow) to get one of
those cone shaped thingies that sits on your cup, and awaiting MFO’s visit to
store for #2 filters.
Well, as with anything else there’s a whole mystique around
such a seemingly easy procedure. Anything, especially involving coffee seems to turn into a cult thing seeking the “perfect cup”. Just get some coffee, put in filter, add hot
water, let it drip (Mom and Dad's Chemex with bagged Maxwell)… Oh no java Joe! Research on “the net” turns up dozens of
YouTube videos of hirsute guys with body art from esoterically named hip coffee shops telling
me how to do it (oh, by the way you should get one of those long curvy necked
pitchers). One such (9! Step) procedure is:
Heat filtered
water to 205 degrees (not 202 or 208)
Use two rounded tablespoons of (whole bean) coffee for every
6 oz. of water
Grind beans to consistency of coarse sand
Place unbleached
filter in the little cup thingy
Pour some hot water into the (empty) little cup thingy, and
discard the water
Put the ground coffee into the little cup thingy (with the soaked filter)
Slowly pour water
into the center of the grounds and in
a slow circular pattern work your way to the outer edge of the little cup
thingy
Wait 30 seconds for coffee to “bloom”
Continue adding water in a circular pattern, slow but steady
pace, keeping level consistent in the grounds.
After fully drained, remove the filter (and presumably the
little cup thingy) and ENJOY!
I could probably have gotten in the car and driven to
Starbuck’s by now!
Anyway, a work in progress!
Gathering – sort of
2019 minus 60 = 1959, the year MFO and I graduated from East
Lansing High School (in Michigan). Those
that still have a foot in East Lansing, and some able travelers are getting
together to celebrate the occasion.
Funny how as you advance in years, those relationships have more
meaning. I think I have commented
before, but passing years rounds corners, and those who didn’t have time for
you in high school are all very friendly now. We considered it, but just too
friggin’ hard any more.
Suicide is painless, it brings on many changes
Early this morning noticed flashing lights on our bedroom
walls, and became aware of helicopters with powerful searchlights scanning the
water and shorelines. Many boats with
flashing blue lights were cruising in the river. Have seen this before, and is usually a
result of reports of somebody jumping from the Gov. Thomas Johnson bridge into
the Patuxent River. Such a shame that
people feel they have no recourse but to resort to considering that action. Never been in those shoes and hope I never
am.
Ending Rant
Kind of hate to close on that low note, but can’t help but
remark on NBC 4’s newscast that 98% of the time opens with “We begin with breaking news at six” which quite often
is a passing reference to something that happened days ago. Thanks to an alert
reader who reminded me… Plus, I’m sorry, I can’t stand much more of Pat Collins.
I have often thought of suggesting to Channel 4 (who’s working for me!) that
they give him a segment entitled: “Pat Performs the News” which divorces any
attempt at real journalism in favor of his typical “report”: mug the
camera; flap your arms with a (never referred to) manila folder in one hand; mug
the camera; hop around some; mug the camera; look oh, so sympathetic; mug the
camera and close with “Jim, Doreen, back to you”. Can’t he retire? And while I’m on a roll if (weather person) Lauryn
Ricketts isn’t doing lines (or shooting Tequila) when off camera I’d be
surprised. She talks so fast these old
ears and brain can’t understand most of what she says… Out of my Yard!
Happy Birthday to MFO on her “somethingth” birthday today
(October 2nd) dinner might be coming to us.. and most likely we will
not be especially
DFD
And there are no Jars in the house
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