Apparently my body (and the environment in which it resides) doesn't think I really need much sleep. Multiple things woke me up this morning a mere 4 1/2 hours after I went to bed.
But, I wake up excited (and a bit chilly....I haven't turned my heat on yet).
I'm excited because as I work on my sermon this morning, it's feeling good. I'm excited because I'm participating in workshops that are helping me bring greater definition and clarity to what I'm called to - what I want. I'm excited because a few of my "folks" are getting the same workshops. I'm excited 'cause 'though I have some big things coming up - some things that bring me outside of my comfort zone - I'm honored to be asked to do them. I'm excited because I have vacation very, very soon. I'm excited because I actually stayed out later than 10 last night. I'm excited because I have good friends - and I've actually gotten to spend time with some of them.
I know, it doesn't take much sometimes :)
There are plenty of stressors right now. My health has given me some headaches (not literal headaches, but things I need to pay attention to). I'm hearing the same news everyone else is about the economy - and recognizing the impact that has on various people and institutions with which I'm involved. I'm still working too much.
But, the community, the friends, the good work that is being done, the belief that what I am doing is important, the promise of rest, relaxation, and concerts (!) (not to mention the hope I feel when I consider President Obama), is spurring me on. No wonder I can't sleep.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Saturday, October 11, 2008
More Clarity
I realize that you, my dear friends who follow my blog, most likely understand where I was coming from yesterday. But, somewhere yesterday (between good conversations with ones who are dear to me and the first date I had) I discovered a little more clarity. I realized that it's not that I don't have deep relationships, you who read this blog and know me know that.
It's that I don't have any extra emotional energy. I can have all the physical energy in the world. I can be well-rested on a Friday, ready to participate in many adventures - or just sit down and have a meal, but I feel like I'm working with a limited supply of emotional energy that is often taken up in the work I do.
Sometimes I do have that emotional energy to invest. But, I haven't recently. So, what do I do with these decent date experiences with good guys who I just haven't been able to emotionally invest in?
Other than my continued quest to have a well-balanced life, not over-run with work, I don't know that there is anything to really do about this. But, it does make me feel better, in some ways, to recognize what it is in me that resists going deeper right away.
It's that I don't have any extra emotional energy. I can have all the physical energy in the world. I can be well-rested on a Friday, ready to participate in many adventures - or just sit down and have a meal, but I feel like I'm working with a limited supply of emotional energy that is often taken up in the work I do.
Sometimes I do have that emotional energy to invest. But, I haven't recently. So, what do I do with these decent date experiences with good guys who I just haven't been able to emotionally invest in?
Other than my continued quest to have a well-balanced life, not over-run with work, I don't know that there is anything to really do about this. But, it does make me feel better, in some ways, to recognize what it is in me that resists going deeper right away.
Friday, October 10, 2008
If only there was a switch
What causes spark and attraction? I'm feeling frustrated with myself because I wonder if somewhere in this last year (or 3, or 8) I just turned that off. Or, maybe it's never been turned on. Or, maybe I'm not very attune to it.
Or, maybe....
So many excuses. What it cuts to is that, though there seem to be many people I admire, respect, think are pretty great - there aren't many that I feel really drawn to. I want to be drawn in - but, like many things, this isn't something to force. But, could it be that I close it off when it could otherwise happen?
I've been in a mood lately, I recognize it's a phase. A not-fun phase. A searching for meaning phase. An over-worked phase. A not-very-thankful phase. A phase that will end when I get over myself.
This isn't something that is saying I'm not enough or I'm incomplete. But, I am feeling an absence of something deeper.
Or, maybe....
So many excuses. What it cuts to is that, though there seem to be many people I admire, respect, think are pretty great - there aren't many that I feel really drawn to. I want to be drawn in - but, like many things, this isn't something to force. But, could it be that I close it off when it could otherwise happen?
I've been in a mood lately, I recognize it's a phase. A not-fun phase. A searching for meaning phase. An over-worked phase. A not-very-thankful phase. A phase that will end when I get over myself.
This isn't something that is saying I'm not enough or I'm incomplete. But, I am feeling an absence of something deeper.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Would You Rather...
More than anything right now I'd like to snuggle down into my bed and read for an evening. Or, maybe I'd like to go to the Ron Sexsmith concert that a friend invited me to. Or, maybe I'd like to grab a beer with someone.
Instead, I'm sitting at home, attempting to write a grant. I have to do this because I sluffed something else off on a parishioner so that I could do this. I have to do this because it's due on Wednesday and I have a wedding, a couple education pieces, a devotion and regular Sunday morning activities to write as well.
Really, there are so many other things I'd rather be doing. Painting my toenails, calling a friend...there are about 6 that I've been meaning to call for a while now, cooking some vegetables, going for a walk, figuring out the doctor and eye appointments I should make soon, buying a gift, starting one of my 2 book club books, cleaning my bathtub, playing Word Twist (on Facebook), planning vacations, downloading my music so I can listen to it on my Ipod, wow - just now was the first pause in my writing.
I don't like who I am when I'm this busy and stressed. I don't like that I don't have as much energy to be with people or to listen. I don't like that it doesn't feel like I do anything well when I'm trying to juggle everything. I don't like that when I do finally finish something I have to move right on to the next thing. I don't like feeling always behind. I don't like that lately it's felt like my entire life is the work I do (she says, admittedly, after a weekend of a friend's wedding - at which I officiated, but it wasn't only work).
*Sigh* I need to get back to it. This was a good diversion. On to the grant.
Instead, I'm sitting at home, attempting to write a grant. I have to do this because I sluffed something else off on a parishioner so that I could do this. I have to do this because it's due on Wednesday and I have a wedding, a couple education pieces, a devotion and regular Sunday morning activities to write as well.
Really, there are so many other things I'd rather be doing. Painting my toenails, calling a friend...there are about 6 that I've been meaning to call for a while now, cooking some vegetables, going for a walk, figuring out the doctor and eye appointments I should make soon, buying a gift, starting one of my 2 book club books, cleaning my bathtub, playing Word Twist (on Facebook), planning vacations, downloading my music so I can listen to it on my Ipod, wow - just now was the first pause in my writing.
I don't like who I am when I'm this busy and stressed. I don't like that I don't have as much energy to be with people or to listen. I don't like that it doesn't feel like I do anything well when I'm trying to juggle everything. I don't like that when I do finally finish something I have to move right on to the next thing. I don't like feeling always behind. I don't like that lately it's felt like my entire life is the work I do (she says, admittedly, after a weekend of a friend's wedding - at which I officiated, but it wasn't only work).
*Sigh* I need to get back to it. This was a good diversion. On to the grant.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
EIGHT Dishes! (And one picture of an ingredient).
I have 8 - that's right EIGHT - dishes to blog about. So far this year I have made 47 vegetable dishes. Unfortunately, there are a total of 93 that I said I would make. I have just inched past halfway there. And, it's the end of the 3rd quarter. I'm going to keep working away at this. We shall see how I end up. Bring on the vegetables!
This is a very delicious "Fresh Corn, Black Bean, and Avocado Saladita" (pg 45). I'm not sure it was really worth it to de-cob corn...but it was totally worth making. Not only was it tasty, but it has protein!
This is a pesto made with Arugula and Pecans. Thus, it is called "Arugula-Pecan Pesto" (pg 5). I must admit, I have yet to taste this. I made it in time to give a majority of it to someone else and have yet to use it with anything myself. I may have to remake this one....though, if stored correctly, the pesto does keep for a good length of time.
This is not actually a recipe. For the next 2 recipes I used fresh mint out of my friend Miguel's garden. I think next year I'll be growing some of my own mint. It was delicious just to smell it!
With that mint I made "Zucchini-Mint Croquettes" (pg 126). I liked the taste of them, but I'm not sure I would want to eat more than 2 or 3. However, they're also fun to make...I must admit, I like to shred zucchini.
The other minty recipe was "Southeast Asian-Style Eggplant with Chiles, Red Onion and Mint" (pg 54). I made only about a 1/2 recipe, and that was enough. I would not use this as a main dish, but as a side.
Tomatoes! These were tomatoes that were mostly donated to me by loving congregation members. I had actually been expecting more, but am certainly ok with not having to figure out what to do with them all ('though I do have 2 more recipes). This is "Gratineed Tomatoes" (pg 119). My book club was once again subjected to my experiments...and these were good - but after they sat on the table for a little while they were much less appetizing.
Red onions really really make me cry. It was almost impossible for me to keep working on this dish. But, it still turned out fine. This is really a simple dish with some surprising taste combinations. At the heart, though, is good ole broccoli, my friend. This is "Broccoli, Apples & Red Onion in Honey-Mustard Marinade" (pg 24).
Story time. As an RA in college I was on rounds when I smelled something like Pot. I ended up knocking on the door only to learn that the girls were taking part in a Native American ritual that involved burning sage. Making "Crispy Sage Leaves" (109) brought that all back to me. These were meh...not fantastic, not really necessary, really.
Oh my goodness, this next dish completely redeems the sage leaves. I liked it just as well plain, but putting the sage leaves on top did add something to it. This is "Spaghetti Squash with Carmelized Onions and Crispy Sage Leaves" (pg 108). Mollie Katzen recommends making a double batch - and if this were to be for more than 2 people, I agree. It was delicious!
There it is. I hope to continue on this successful streak. I am really looking forward to more squash - and the broccoli dishes that will be coming soon.
This is a very delicious "Fresh Corn, Black Bean, and Avocado Saladita" (pg 45). I'm not sure it was really worth it to de-cob corn...but it was totally worth making. Not only was it tasty, but it has protein!
This is a pesto made with Arugula and Pecans. Thus, it is called "Arugula-Pecan Pesto" (pg 5). I must admit, I have yet to taste this. I made it in time to give a majority of it to someone else and have yet to use it with anything myself. I may have to remake this one....though, if stored correctly, the pesto does keep for a good length of time.
This is not actually a recipe. For the next 2 recipes I used fresh mint out of my friend Miguel's garden. I think next year I'll be growing some of my own mint. It was delicious just to smell it!
With that mint I made "Zucchini-Mint Croquettes" (pg 126). I liked the taste of them, but I'm not sure I would want to eat more than 2 or 3. However, they're also fun to make...I must admit, I like to shred zucchini.
The other minty recipe was "Southeast Asian-Style Eggplant with Chiles, Red Onion and Mint" (pg 54). I made only about a 1/2 recipe, and that was enough. I would not use this as a main dish, but as a side.
Tomatoes! These were tomatoes that were mostly donated to me by loving congregation members. I had actually been expecting more, but am certainly ok with not having to figure out what to do with them all ('though I do have 2 more recipes). This is "Gratineed Tomatoes" (pg 119). My book club was once again subjected to my experiments...and these were good - but after they sat on the table for a little while they were much less appetizing.
Red onions really really make me cry. It was almost impossible for me to keep working on this dish. But, it still turned out fine. This is really a simple dish with some surprising taste combinations. At the heart, though, is good ole broccoli, my friend. This is "Broccoli, Apples & Red Onion in Honey-Mustard Marinade" (pg 24).
Story time. As an RA in college I was on rounds when I smelled something like Pot. I ended up knocking on the door only to learn that the girls were taking part in a Native American ritual that involved burning sage. Making "Crispy Sage Leaves" (109) brought that all back to me. These were meh...not fantastic, not really necessary, really.
Oh my goodness, this next dish completely redeems the sage leaves. I liked it just as well plain, but putting the sage leaves on top did add something to it. This is "Spaghetti Squash with Carmelized Onions and Crispy Sage Leaves" (pg 108). Mollie Katzen recommends making a double batch - and if this were to be for more than 2 people, I agree. It was delicious!
There it is. I hope to continue on this successful streak. I am really looking forward to more squash - and the broccoli dishes that will be coming soon.Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Religion Vs. Faith
When talking about my job with people who aren't immersed in the church, I often get tongue-tied. I tend to not know whether to talk about faith or religion.
Faith and religion are tied to me, but not the same thing. When I talk with people not connected to the church, often the issue that gets most discussed is organized religion (and it's sin). I don't disagree with the assessment that organized religion causes pain. I don't disagree that sinful people run rampant within religious organizations. I don't disagree that religiosity sometimes breeds evil.
The challenge to me, especially when talking with those who have been hurt by organized religion in the past, is to affirm the sin that is there. But then to move into the faith aspect. It's difficult, though, for me to move from a criticism of organized religion to a lifting up of God's relationship with sinful humanity (and with me). I haven't found a good segue.
And, I'm not completely against organized religion. I think there is a purpose and a call to be community. Practically, I see the need for organization and the tendency (the only thing we know how to do to keep something functioning?) to institutionalize. Even with the sin it holds, I appreciate a certain level of institutionalization - especially if it's dynamic and reformable.
I'm figuring it out - with more and more practice. And, it's not always important to talk about everything. 'Though it is an important conversation to have...to open up that God does not equate church. That organized religion is not infallible. That God's hope for this world does not end in the church.
Faith and religion are tied to me, but not the same thing. When I talk with people not connected to the church, often the issue that gets most discussed is organized religion (and it's sin). I don't disagree with the assessment that organized religion causes pain. I don't disagree that sinful people run rampant within religious organizations. I don't disagree that religiosity sometimes breeds evil.
The challenge to me, especially when talking with those who have been hurt by organized religion in the past, is to affirm the sin that is there. But then to move into the faith aspect. It's difficult, though, for me to move from a criticism of organized religion to a lifting up of God's relationship with sinful humanity (and with me). I haven't found a good segue.
And, I'm not completely against organized religion. I think there is a purpose and a call to be community. Practically, I see the need for organization and the tendency (the only thing we know how to do to keep something functioning?) to institutionalize. Even with the sin it holds, I appreciate a certain level of institutionalization - especially if it's dynamic and reformable.
I'm figuring it out - with more and more practice. And, it's not always important to talk about everything. 'Though it is an important conversation to have...to open up that God does not equate church. That organized religion is not infallible. That God's hope for this world does not end in the church.
Sunday, September 07, 2008
Price Per Share
Recently, I've had the urge to overshare. I suppose it's not the desire to overshare in itself, but I've felt like I've broadcasted parts of my life/opinions/unnecessary details far and wide.
Why did I make that joke? What possessed me to tell that life story to those people? Why did I get into that debate?
I wonder if there is some correlation between the general isolation I experience (living alone, often working alone in my office, eating by myself, exercising by myself, leaving places by myself even when I've been in a group) and my instinct to push details of myself off onto others. In two ways I see the impetus: 1) I have many random thoughts that I like to talk through, but since I'm by myself a lot I often don't get to. So, when they do come when I'm in the presence of people, I get to share. and 2) I do want people to know me.
Even though I don't think I've crossed any lines ('though I may have caused some to move their preconceived notions), I wonder what the cost of my blabbering is.
Why did I make that joke? What possessed me to tell that life story to those people? Why did I get into that debate?
I wonder if there is some correlation between the general isolation I experience (living alone, often working alone in my office, eating by myself, exercising by myself, leaving places by myself even when I've been in a group) and my instinct to push details of myself off onto others. In two ways I see the impetus: 1) I have many random thoughts that I like to talk through, but since I'm by myself a lot I often don't get to. So, when they do come when I'm in the presence of people, I get to share. and 2) I do want people to know me.
Even though I don't think I've crossed any lines ('though I may have caused some to move their preconceived notions), I wonder what the cost of my blabbering is.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Beans, beans....no, literally - green beans.
August should be a fantastic month for cooking vegetables. Well....yeah. I have been. Just not recipes for the New Year's Resolution. Here are the dishes I have made in August. I suppose one a week isn't bad - but it's almost half as many as I would have liked.
Best Ever Green Beans Amandine (pg 68). I don't really remember these. I think they tasted fine. And, must not have been too difficult. Hmmm???
This dish, however, was stupendous - and fun and easy. This is Cauliflower and Red Onion Mustard Pickles (pg 42). They may not look like much, but they were tasty. I suppose it always helps to have things sit in mustard and vinegar.
I believe this was my favorite of the month...and perhaps of the summer. This is Beet-Avocado-Pear "Carpaccio" (pg 14). I only made enough for one serving originally, but I made this a couple more times because it was so good. Really just a fancy salad more than anything. And, candied walnuts are never a bad thing.
Finally, more beans. Because, I like beans. And, they're in season. This was basically a recipe that told me to do what I might normally do anyway. So, here you have "Dramatically Seared Green Beans" (pg 72). Perhaps the only difference is that I would have not added the garlic.
Best Ever Green Beans Amandine (pg 68). I don't really remember these. I think they tasted fine. And, must not have been too difficult. Hmmm???
This dish, however, was stupendous - and fun and easy. This is Cauliflower and Red Onion Mustard Pickles (pg 42). They may not look like much, but they were tasty. I suppose it always helps to have things sit in mustard and vinegar.
I believe this was my favorite of the month...and perhaps of the summer. This is Beet-Avocado-Pear "Carpaccio" (pg 14). I only made enough for one serving originally, but I made this a couple more times because it was so good. Really just a fancy salad more than anything. And, candied walnuts are never a bad thing.
Finally, more beans. Because, I like beans. And, they're in season. This was basically a recipe that told me to do what I might normally do anyway. So, here you have "Dramatically Seared Green Beans" (pg 72). Perhaps the only difference is that I would have not added the garlic.
Friday, August 29, 2008
Motorcycles and Politics: Individualism and Traveling as a Pack
A Cynical Purge
I live just a few houses from a major thoroughfare. I very rarely hear any traffic noise - except....except for the motorcycles. (Well, and except for the airplanes, but that's due to the airport 2 miles from my house).
This weekend is the celebration of Harley Davidson's 105th Anniversary - and so, I am hearing motorcycles. The most entertaining part of this for me is that I have already seen multiple headbands/handkerchiefs littering the roads of my fair city (oh - or maybe I should say sexy city...Milwaukee was somehow rated sexiest city by the magazine Marie Claire).
I enjoy motorcycles. I understand why they're fun - or at least some of the reasons. But, right now I'm feeling disgusted by them. They are such an extravagance; I don't know many people who have one as their sole vehicle. Is there an argument for higher gas mileage? That might help my attitude.
I think I'm just feeling down about humanity in general. I really should feel elated - especially after Obama's amazing acceptance speech last night. But, the combination of the reminder that Milwaukee's poverty level is off the chart (apparently we lead the country in poverty and sexiness...we're only 2nd highest this year as the drunkest city) and the recognition that a large part of Americans really think it's their right to live extravagantly, brings me down.
I do believe that Obama will not raise taxes for 95% of working families - and stop tax breaks to companies that send jobs overseas. I do believe that Obama will lead others into individual responsibility and mutual responsibility - into caring for our brothers and sisters....and that will encompass economics, the environment, government programs, education and on and on.
But, I'm also feeling cynical. I'm feeling cynical because Senator Clinton was not visibly supporting the Democratic Party last night. I'm feeling cynical because a motorcycle can only hold 2 people - and really is all about individualism and freedom from the constriction of a boxy vehicle and the necessary rules that go with it. I'm feeling cynical because while motorcycles rally and candidates stump, people are suffering. And it's not even winter yet.
I'm not going to leave this here. There does need to be hope. There is hope. It comes in community for me - in people supporting each other - in the quest for dignity for all. I believe that is Obama's vision and that Biden strengthens that. But, beyond what (I hope and pray and have to believe) will be in a few months, community will support.
My congregation is blessed (somehow) with the presence of a homeless community who is seeking to pitch in. The people who organize and make our food pantry (where food is only given to those who aren't able to get it at other pantries because they have no permanent address); the people who organize and staff our clothing room; the people who often are putting the finishing touches on clean up after Soup Kitchen - are the people who start out by being served. Most of these volunteers sleep outside at night. There is sometimes a high turnover rate, but also a high rate of recidivism....in volunteering.
The newest idea is that those who can (who wander the streets, digging in the garbage cans, picking up metal), those who can (as a verb) - bring in one bag of cans a week that then are exchanged for cash and underwear be purchased with it for the clothing room. I love this. Because it truly addresses community - it creates a space for people to offer what they can, what they have. We haven't gotten further than brainstorming with this one, but it does give me hope.
And, I have to have hope that people will keep traveling in packs - that people will lift each other up to a greater vision of unity - that we will look out for each other and trust in something bigger than ourselves.
Alright. Cynical purge done.
I live just a few houses from a major thoroughfare. I very rarely hear any traffic noise - except....except for the motorcycles. (Well, and except for the airplanes, but that's due to the airport 2 miles from my house).
This weekend is the celebration of Harley Davidson's 105th Anniversary - and so, I am hearing motorcycles. The most entertaining part of this for me is that I have already seen multiple headbands/handkerchiefs littering the roads of my fair city (oh - or maybe I should say sexy city...Milwaukee was somehow rated sexiest city by the magazine Marie Claire).
I enjoy motorcycles. I understand why they're fun - or at least some of the reasons. But, right now I'm feeling disgusted by them. They are such an extravagance; I don't know many people who have one as their sole vehicle. Is there an argument for higher gas mileage? That might help my attitude.
I think I'm just feeling down about humanity in general. I really should feel elated - especially after Obama's amazing acceptance speech last night. But, the combination of the reminder that Milwaukee's poverty level is off the chart (apparently we lead the country in poverty and sexiness...we're only 2nd highest this year as the drunkest city) and the recognition that a large part of Americans really think it's their right to live extravagantly, brings me down.
I do believe that Obama will not raise taxes for 95% of working families - and stop tax breaks to companies that send jobs overseas. I do believe that Obama will lead others into individual responsibility and mutual responsibility - into caring for our brothers and sisters....and that will encompass economics, the environment, government programs, education and on and on.
But, I'm also feeling cynical. I'm feeling cynical because Senator Clinton was not visibly supporting the Democratic Party last night. I'm feeling cynical because a motorcycle can only hold 2 people - and really is all about individualism and freedom from the constriction of a boxy vehicle and the necessary rules that go with it. I'm feeling cynical because while motorcycles rally and candidates stump, people are suffering. And it's not even winter yet.
I'm not going to leave this here. There does need to be hope. There is hope. It comes in community for me - in people supporting each other - in the quest for dignity for all. I believe that is Obama's vision and that Biden strengthens that. But, beyond what (I hope and pray and have to believe) will be in a few months, community will support.
My congregation is blessed (somehow) with the presence of a homeless community who is seeking to pitch in. The people who organize and make our food pantry (where food is only given to those who aren't able to get it at other pantries because they have no permanent address); the people who organize and staff our clothing room; the people who often are putting the finishing touches on clean up after Soup Kitchen - are the people who start out by being served. Most of these volunteers sleep outside at night. There is sometimes a high turnover rate, but also a high rate of recidivism....in volunteering.
The newest idea is that those who can (who wander the streets, digging in the garbage cans, picking up metal), those who can (as a verb) - bring in one bag of cans a week that then are exchanged for cash and underwear be purchased with it for the clothing room. I love this. Because it truly addresses community - it creates a space for people to offer what they can, what they have. We haven't gotten further than brainstorming with this one, but it does give me hope.
And, I have to have hope that people will keep traveling in packs - that people will lift each other up to a greater vision of unity - that we will look out for each other and trust in something bigger than ourselves.
Alright. Cynical purge done.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Simple, and not-so-simple Gifts
It's been a day of gifts. Some very much appreciated, others not so much. But, a gift is a gift. And, I believe that I, for the most part received them graciously.
The day ended with a request for a hug. One of those unexpected requests. A hug that was really a sharing of the peace in many ways, but with one who respects my space as much as I respect his, and so it was strangely appropriate. He was just so happy - and needed to share his glee. He was happy because of opportunities: an upcoming trip; getting to volunteer with youth; being able to give some of our homeless folk an opportunity to be invested in our ministry (putting together our clothing room). It was a gift to share in his happiness.
Tonight I received tomatoes, chocolate, inappropriate (yet funny) offers to run with me (I was spotted on Monday on my run), the blessing of the glee of an older woman, concrete news from someone that our work is making a difference, the privilege of being asked to be a reference for a homeless woman, but most creepily, a doll. The doll is one of those collector type things. I hate dolls and stuffed animals. They creep me out. I don't know that I ever saw Chucky, but, it probably has something to do with that.
I also received the gift of good colleagues - in my morning text study, and in the Interfaith meeting I attend. It actually only took one - with whom conversation is not frequent enough - but who does care. We spent 1/2 an hour in the parking lot after the meeting.
In non-work life, I received the gift of two different invitations to hang out (well, I initiated one...but she responded in the affirmative. And the second was completely unexpected). Neither are pastors (yay!...you know I love my pastor friends, but variety is good). And both are highly educated and in fields that require a lot of responsibility.
This is long enough, but I received other gifts today too. It was one of those days. Some of the gifts I received with open arms. Some, I wasn't too sure of, but it turned out to be a good thing. Others I'd still like to get rid of. But, they are all gifts. No matter how much I would pick them out for myself.
The day ended with a request for a hug. One of those unexpected requests. A hug that was really a sharing of the peace in many ways, but with one who respects my space as much as I respect his, and so it was strangely appropriate. He was just so happy - and needed to share his glee. He was happy because of opportunities: an upcoming trip; getting to volunteer with youth; being able to give some of our homeless folk an opportunity to be invested in our ministry (putting together our clothing room). It was a gift to share in his happiness.
Tonight I received tomatoes, chocolate, inappropriate (yet funny) offers to run with me (I was spotted on Monday on my run), the blessing of the glee of an older woman, concrete news from someone that our work is making a difference, the privilege of being asked to be a reference for a homeless woman, but most creepily, a doll. The doll is one of those collector type things. I hate dolls and stuffed animals. They creep me out. I don't know that I ever saw Chucky, but, it probably has something to do with that.
I also received the gift of good colleagues - in my morning text study, and in the Interfaith meeting I attend. It actually only took one - with whom conversation is not frequent enough - but who does care. We spent 1/2 an hour in the parking lot after the meeting.
In non-work life, I received the gift of two different invitations to hang out (well, I initiated one...but she responded in the affirmative. And the second was completely unexpected). Neither are pastors (yay!...you know I love my pastor friends, but variety is good). And both are highly educated and in fields that require a lot of responsibility.
This is long enough, but I received other gifts today too. It was one of those days. Some of the gifts I received with open arms. Some, I wasn't too sure of, but it turned out to be a good thing. Others I'd still like to get rid of. But, they are all gifts. No matter how much I would pick them out for myself.
Thursday, August 07, 2008
Raw and Unapologetic Spiritual Processing
***Warning*** Spiritual Processing Ahead***Warning***
As many of you know, I'm overly-self-aware, highly opinionated (although, I don't believe oppressively so), an analyzer and sometimes have deep emotions about minor things. I often pay attention to my emotions and take a cue from them in helping me make decisions. I wouldn't say that I react emotionally, but that I touch base with how I'm feeling as decisions are being made.
In these last 6 months (since about Easter) I haven't had clear emotions in many of the areas of my life. I'm prepared for that fogginess when it comes to personal life and even to some extent work life. (Although, I must say, the work has not been too foggy....my investment sometimes has been, but that's another story). What I haven't been prepared for is an extended period of spiritual haze.
I met with my spiritual director last week - and she helped me put much in perspective. And then, I read the Scripture for this upcoming week. Elijah commands God's power in amazing signs and then is running scared from the people with whom he dueled. Peter sees Jesus walking on water and commands Jesus to reveal his divinity even further by making it possible for Peter to walk on water.
In Elijah, God was in the silence. In Matthew, Jesus calmed the storm - and it wasn't up to the disciples to really do anything but let him in the boat and worship. (Although, we don't know what would have happened if they hadn't).
My sermon in a few days may very well head this direction, but it's too raw for me to share this with my church now. I've shared times of unrest and spiritual difficulties before, but always in hind sight. I just don't think I can do that with this now.
Honestly, part of it is that I'm in the middle of that story. I'm trying to command God to show me something - to connect with me in specific ways. But, I think that my job right now (in my spiritual life) is simply to look for God. In power and simplicity. And, to be with God. In the silence.
That's hard for me. But at least it's clear.
As many of you know, I'm overly-self-aware, highly opinionated (although, I don't believe oppressively so), an analyzer and sometimes have deep emotions about minor things. I often pay attention to my emotions and take a cue from them in helping me make decisions. I wouldn't say that I react emotionally, but that I touch base with how I'm feeling as decisions are being made.
In these last 6 months (since about Easter) I haven't had clear emotions in many of the areas of my life. I'm prepared for that fogginess when it comes to personal life and even to some extent work life. (Although, I must say, the work has not been too foggy....my investment sometimes has been, but that's another story). What I haven't been prepared for is an extended period of spiritual haze.
I met with my spiritual director last week - and she helped me put much in perspective. And then, I read the Scripture for this upcoming week. Elijah commands God's power in amazing signs and then is running scared from the people with whom he dueled. Peter sees Jesus walking on water and commands Jesus to reveal his divinity even further by making it possible for Peter to walk on water.
In Elijah, God was in the silence. In Matthew, Jesus calmed the storm - and it wasn't up to the disciples to really do anything but let him in the boat and worship. (Although, we don't know what would have happened if they hadn't).
My sermon in a few days may very well head this direction, but it's too raw for me to share this with my church now. I've shared times of unrest and spiritual difficulties before, but always in hind sight. I just don't think I can do that with this now.
Honestly, part of it is that I'm in the middle of that story. I'm trying to command God to show me something - to connect with me in specific ways. But, I think that my job right now (in my spiritual life) is simply to look for God. In power and simplicity. And, to be with God. In the silence.
That's hard for me. But at least it's clear.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Time Out
It happened again.
Just as I was about to take vacation, someone died. I realize that sentence needs to completely be in the context of me being a pastor. Each time a parishioner dies, it matters. It's sad and hopeful and beautiful - especially as people come together and memories are shared. Laughter and tears....blah, blah, blah. Y' all who read this, get it, right?
The funeral home director even commented that it seemed that most of the funerals I've had are either just as I'm coming or going from vacation - and it's not as if I take overly large amount of vacation.
I'm pretty good at having back up/on-call people. But, somehow it always works out that the funeral is just as I'm leaving or returning. Weeks that I have looked forward to because I wouldn't have to write a sermon, end up meaning I just have one fewer sermon to write.
This time, my vacation was to be only 4 days - and at my parents' home. I have discovered that I tend to digress at my parents' home, so I do try to limit my days there. But, I do like being there and was looking forward to some nice time with them. Instead, what was going to be vacation turned into a weekend, really.
I had a lovely vacation in April. And, I hope to take another one in October or November (I have a possible plan for that one). I had a "continuing ed road trip" at the beginning of July - which did get me out of the day-in/day-out of parish ministry - but was really looking at ministry.
The thing is, right now I just don't know what to do w/ the time I have. I need to take some days off that don't include Sundays. I need to look at when I'll take my two remaining Sundays. Should I save one for around Christmas? Or, should I see about using it earlier?
I need to calendar. And, I'd love to have a good idea of what vacation I'm looking forward to. I don't want to just take a vacation to sit around my house and watch tv ('though maybe a day of vacation could be that).
I would love ideas, propositions, dreams, etc.
Just as I was about to take vacation, someone died. I realize that sentence needs to completely be in the context of me being a pastor. Each time a parishioner dies, it matters. It's sad and hopeful and beautiful - especially as people come together and memories are shared. Laughter and tears....blah, blah, blah. Y' all who read this, get it, right?
The funeral home director even commented that it seemed that most of the funerals I've had are either just as I'm coming or going from vacation - and it's not as if I take overly large amount of vacation.
I'm pretty good at having back up/on-call people. But, somehow it always works out that the funeral is just as I'm leaving or returning. Weeks that I have looked forward to because I wouldn't have to write a sermon, end up meaning I just have one fewer sermon to write.
This time, my vacation was to be only 4 days - and at my parents' home. I have discovered that I tend to digress at my parents' home, so I do try to limit my days there. But, I do like being there and was looking forward to some nice time with them. Instead, what was going to be vacation turned into a weekend, really.
I had a lovely vacation in April. And, I hope to take another one in October or November (I have a possible plan for that one). I had a "continuing ed road trip" at the beginning of July - which did get me out of the day-in/day-out of parish ministry - but was really looking at ministry.
The thing is, right now I just don't know what to do w/ the time I have. I need to take some days off that don't include Sundays. I need to look at when I'll take my two remaining Sundays. Should I save one for around Christmas? Or, should I see about using it earlier?
I need to calendar. And, I'd love to have a good idea of what vacation I'm looking forward to. I don't want to just take a vacation to sit around my house and watch tv ('though maybe a day of vacation could be that).
I would love ideas, propositions, dreams, etc.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Refreshing Vegetables
Three more dishes. All quite refreshing. Which, is good. 'Cause it's nearing the end of July and refreshing is always appreciated in the hot, sticky, summer months. It's not as if these dishes were cold - two required cooking and were best served hot - they just were refreshing.
This is Simplest Summer Squash (pg 114). I love squash - zucchini, yellow squash, etc. And this was a great dish. I used some leftovers in an omelet and it was fantastic. What doesn't go well in an omelet, right? Except, this was exceptional.
There's a great greenhouse in Milwaukee called Growing Power.
I've purchased from them before....but this dish: Garlicky Pea Shoot Tangle (pg 79) required pea shoots - the only ones available were from Growing Power. Which, I gladly purchased. This was a lovely dish - best used as a side. Easy, easy, easy. And tasty.
Shaved Fennel with Red Onion, Olive Oil, and Oranges (pg 62)...I think they wanted lots of "o's". This seemed a bit like that almost coleslaw-ey-ish salad that includes oranges. But, it was better. I didn't "shave" correctly because I don't have the right tools. But, it still turned out very well.
This is Simplest Summer Squash (pg 114). I love squash - zucchini, yellow squash, etc. And this was a great dish. I used some leftovers in an omelet and it was fantastic. What doesn't go well in an omelet, right? Except, this was exceptional.
There's a great greenhouse in Milwaukee called Growing Power.
I've purchased from them before....but this dish: Garlicky Pea Shoot Tangle (pg 79) required pea shoots - the only ones available were from Growing Power. Which, I gladly purchased. This was a lovely dish - best used as a side. Easy, easy, easy. And tasty.
Shaved Fennel with Red Onion, Olive Oil, and Oranges (pg 62)...I think they wanted lots of "o's". This seemed a bit like that almost coleslaw-ey-ish salad that includes oranges. But, it was better. I didn't "shave" correctly because I don't have the right tools. But, it still turned out very well.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Connections
"She is really funny."
That's what m'dear friend K said last night on the phone. She was referencing this post.
It's true, God's a working in strange and funny ways, I know it.
It's not only work-related either.
As I talked with K last night I again (for about the millionth time) marveled at how she and I have become friends. She knew my parents before she knew me (there could be some joke in here about how she still decided to get to know me - but I don't think my parents are scary like that). She (and her husband....whose father I'd met before I met either of them) moved here shortly after I did. Our paths have seemingly crossed at other times, but in 2005 we all came here - brought by work - not knowing many, if any, others. And, we clicked.
We have so many of the same interests, similar opinions (but not too many) and have been able to trust each other pretty immediately.
I'm not packing any bags yet (and I don't believe they are either), but K is such a blessing in my life now, and I know in the years to come. A blessing that I'm positive will continue even once we are each in different locations and roles.
That God - always up to something...
That's what m'dear friend K said last night on the phone. She was referencing this post.
It's true, God's a working in strange and funny ways, I know it.
It's not only work-related either.
As I talked with K last night I again (for about the millionth time) marveled at how she and I have become friends. She knew my parents before she knew me (there could be some joke in here about how she still decided to get to know me - but I don't think my parents are scary like that). She (and her husband....whose father I'd met before I met either of them) moved here shortly after I did. Our paths have seemingly crossed at other times, but in 2005 we all came here - brought by work - not knowing many, if any, others. And, we clicked.
We have so many of the same interests, similar opinions (but not too many) and have been able to trust each other pretty immediately.
I'm not packing any bags yet (and I don't believe they are either), but K is such a blessing in my life now, and I know in the years to come. A blessing that I'm positive will continue even once we are each in different locations and roles.
That God - always up to something...
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
Problem Solving and Partnership
Monday and Tuesday of this week were not good days. I think for the first time in the presence of my secretary, I had one of those almost-burst-into-tears-because-it's-all-too-much moments. I just could not handle the chaos. The offices were in shambles because of air conditioning being put in. That's a good thing, right? Only, for some reason neither the secretary nor myself thought (or were made aware) that it would mean two full days of drilling, constant a/c tech presence and needing to not really use our offices.
There are other things that add to the chaos. All fine/part of life/part of work/privileges/opportunities. But, it was being displaced that put me over the edge.
On Monday I had coffee with a non-pastor who works in the church who wondered how I, with limited staff, manage. It made me realize how much it is the leaders of the church - non-paid, members - people who just love the church - who I count on and who are my partners in work.
This past week I filled in the secretary (who is so much more than a secretary...she really is my partner in ministry) and the council president (another partner in ministry) on a non-issue that, if things go the wrong way, could become an issue. Individually they listened, they asked questions, they offered input and suggestions, and, of their own accord, promised to be supportive and allies should it become an issue.
These two will also be those who hold down the fort next week when I'm gone.
Who am I kidding? These two hold down the fort when I'm here!
I might be a solo pastor. But, I'm not solo in ministry. And, for that, I am thankful.
Sometimes it means that things happen that I'm not completely aware of. Which is great, really - because it means I'm not the only one making things happen. But, the other positive is that it also means that I do not hold most of the trials and tribulations - the joys and vision and privilege - alone.
There are other things that add to the chaos. All fine/part of life/part of work/privileges/opportunities. But, it was being displaced that put me over the edge.
On Monday I had coffee with a non-pastor who works in the church who wondered how I, with limited staff, manage. It made me realize how much it is the leaders of the church - non-paid, members - people who just love the church - who I count on and who are my partners in work.
This past week I filled in the secretary (who is so much more than a secretary...she really is my partner in ministry) and the council president (another partner in ministry) on a non-issue that, if things go the wrong way, could become an issue. Individually they listened, they asked questions, they offered input and suggestions, and, of their own accord, promised to be supportive and allies should it become an issue.
These two will also be those who hold down the fort next week when I'm gone.
Who am I kidding? These two hold down the fort when I'm here!
I might be a solo pastor. But, I'm not solo in ministry. And, for that, I am thankful.
Sometimes it means that things happen that I'm not completely aware of. Which is great, really - because it means I'm not the only one making things happen. But, the other positive is that it also means that I do not hold most of the trials and tribulations - the joys and vision and privilege - alone.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Women and Men; Blessings and Surprises
Even though I would call myself a feminist, I admittedly have different expectations of women and men. Maybe that isn't so much against the feminist grain - maybe that's simply recognizing the ways in which women and men work differently (obv. with the better way being the woman's way) (ok, ok, there are benefits and problems with each...).
Yesterday, I was blessed by women. And, I was surprised by men. Good day, doncha think?
Yesterday our local gathering of pastors sent the one other woman in our group on her way to a ministry in a different location and a different way. We prayed, we shared communion, we read Scripture - and we planned for what our group will be. I was blessed by her - in her partnership (because, we were colleagues in keeping this group accountable), in her affirming words (so, the sometimes difficult words that come out of my mouth often succeed at being insightful, with truth...yet told with love - phew), in her gifting of some of the books she will no longer need. She has been a blessing to have as a nearby colleague, and I will miss her.
And the men in that group - some of them at least - are dedicated to it, even if they don't always follow through. And, a couple of them picked up some of the tasks to make sure that when we begin next fall again, we'll have meetings with purpose and depth. They surprised me. I'm grateful for that.
Then, at Soup Kitchen last night, I stopped by to talk to the graceful nun (who really looks like a movie star - and is so well respected in this community) who was taking blood pressures. I just wanted to say that I was glad that she was there taking blood pressures. She countered with high praise of all that was going on in the church - something she would not say if she didn't mean it. I am obviously aware that I'm not the one doing the work to make all of this happen - but it does feel good to know that what is going on in my community (with some input, work and guidance from me) is needed, thought well of, appreciated. Especially by another one who works among people in poverty.
And, I was surprised by a couple of interaction with men who are working through things. One, in a positive way - he's surviving through some adversity. Another, in a not-so-positive way, as he intentionally broke a rule last night - for which I had to kick him out. I've had to do that with his buddy before, but never with him. He has always been respectful of the rules before - and it surprised me that he chose not to last night.
Finally, I was surprised at how easily a couple of my property guys responded to my concern about the mess the A/C guys were making in the Sanctuary - and the Wedding Rehearsal/Ceremony on Friday and Saturday. I'm also relieved that they're going to handle everything (and that they are pretty sure that it's part of the contract for the workers to clean it all up. I sure hope so. But, I'm also confident that these guys will make sure things are in order.
There were other blessings and surprises yesterday. But, this is already lengthy enough - and I need to go be blessed and surprised with a whole new day.
Yesterday, I was blessed by women. And, I was surprised by men. Good day, doncha think?
Yesterday our local gathering of pastors sent the one other woman in our group on her way to a ministry in a different location and a different way. We prayed, we shared communion, we read Scripture - and we planned for what our group will be. I was blessed by her - in her partnership (because, we were colleagues in keeping this group accountable), in her affirming words (so, the sometimes difficult words that come out of my mouth often succeed at being insightful, with truth...yet told with love - phew), in her gifting of some of the books she will no longer need. She has been a blessing to have as a nearby colleague, and I will miss her.
And the men in that group - some of them at least - are dedicated to it, even if they don't always follow through. And, a couple of them picked up some of the tasks to make sure that when we begin next fall again, we'll have meetings with purpose and depth. They surprised me. I'm grateful for that.
Then, at Soup Kitchen last night, I stopped by to talk to the graceful nun (who really looks like a movie star - and is so well respected in this community) who was taking blood pressures. I just wanted to say that I was glad that she was there taking blood pressures. She countered with high praise of all that was going on in the church - something she would not say if she didn't mean it. I am obviously aware that I'm not the one doing the work to make all of this happen - but it does feel good to know that what is going on in my community (with some input, work and guidance from me) is needed, thought well of, appreciated. Especially by another one who works among people in poverty.
And, I was surprised by a couple of interaction with men who are working through things. One, in a positive way - he's surviving through some adversity. Another, in a not-so-positive way, as he intentionally broke a rule last night - for which I had to kick him out. I've had to do that with his buddy before, but never with him. He has always been respectful of the rules before - and it surprised me that he chose not to last night.
Finally, I was surprised at how easily a couple of my property guys responded to my concern about the mess the A/C guys were making in the Sanctuary - and the Wedding Rehearsal/Ceremony on Friday and Saturday. I'm also relieved that they're going to handle everything (and that they are pretty sure that it's part of the contract for the workers to clean it all up. I sure hope so. But, I'm also confident that these guys will make sure things are in order.
There were other blessings and surprises yesterday. But, this is already lengthy enough - and I need to go be blessed and surprised with a whole new day.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Asparagas and Tarragon
My, my. It's been a vegetable-ful week. The Farmer's Market started yesterday - which was wonderful. Except...I only got Spinach (and a little basil plant) there. In addition to these four vegetable dishes, I've also experimented myself with other veggies. But, it's not really about the other veggies.
This lovely dish is Tarragon-Pecan Asparagus (pg 12). It was very tasty, but it definitely felt like it made way more than the 4-5 servings the book indicates.
I made these: Feta-Walnut-Stuffed Cucumbers (pg 46) for a potluck for a Vacation Bible School event. The kids all passed it up - but the parents sure enjoyed it :) (It wasn't really intended for the kiddos anyway). I had a lot of the stuffing left over - and ended up making my own unique burrito - with spinach, onions, zucchini and red peppers. I don't know that you really can go wrong with a feta/walnut combo.
And then here comes more asparagus. I've been meaning to make this for some time, but the combination of the required marinating time (2 hours to two days) and that it suggested opening the windows during cooking (because you reduce the vinegar w/ the ginger), detracted from it's appeal. But, when I finally made Gingered Asparagus (pg 10) - I loved it! I wish I had done this one sooner!
And finally, I had to use the left over tarragon and so made this ultra-easy dish: Roasted Tarragon Succotash (pg 118). Seriously - frozen corn, frozen edamame (or lima beans or green chick peas), a bulb of garlic and tarragon....so so easy. And, yummy.
This lovely dish is Tarragon-Pecan Asparagus (pg 12). It was very tasty, but it definitely felt like it made way more than the 4-5 servings the book indicates.
I made these: Feta-Walnut-Stuffed Cucumbers (pg 46) for a potluck for a Vacation Bible School event. The kids all passed it up - but the parents sure enjoyed it :) (It wasn't really intended for the kiddos anyway). I had a lot of the stuffing left over - and ended up making my own unique burrito - with spinach, onions, zucchini and red peppers. I don't know that you really can go wrong with a feta/walnut combo.
And then here comes more asparagus. I've been meaning to make this for some time, but the combination of the required marinating time (2 hours to two days) and that it suggested opening the windows during cooking (because you reduce the vinegar w/ the ginger), detracted from it's appeal. But, when I finally made Gingered Asparagus (pg 10) - I loved it! I wish I had done this one sooner!
And finally, I had to use the left over tarragon and so made this ultra-easy dish: Roasted Tarragon Succotash (pg 118). Seriously - frozen corn, frozen edamame (or lima beans or green chick peas), a bulb of garlic and tarragon....so so easy. And, yummy.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Three Years
When I was thinking about entering seminary I talked with an assistant to the bishop of my home synod. If I was going to go to seminary, I wanted what came afterwards to go a certain way. I wanted to be a chaplain in a homeless shelter.
The thing is, at that time the ELCA would not ordain a person into a chaplaincy, but he or she would have to first serve for three years in a parish before they moved on to that specialized ministry. (I'm not sure of the policy now, but I do know that there have been special cases where this hasn't been the requirement).
That requirement did not work with what I thought my life plan included. As I talked with the assistant to the bishop, I tried to explain why I would need to go directly into chaplaincy and forgo the required three years.
She looked at me kindly and said, "Amy, go to seminary and let the Spirit guide you."
In those years in seminary I learned that I do really love many aspects of parish ministry as well. And, I lucked out (or the Spirit was at work), in that after seminary the church to which I am called includes ministry among people in poverty (with a Soup Kitchen, Free Clinic and Senior Ministry programs).
I'm have now come upon 3 years. Three years ago yesterday I was ordained. Three years ago Saturday I started my job with the title Pastor.
When I started here, I was asked how long I would stay. I didn't really answer, but indicated that I didn't intend to get out of it as quickly as possible, but nor did I imagine that it would be the last church to which I am called.
I've not started to think of leaving. But, that three year mark feels like an accomplishment. And, while I don't know where or when the Spirit will blow, I continue to feel like I'm doing what I need to do. Even if it's not following the exact plan with which I started.
The thing is, at that time the ELCA would not ordain a person into a chaplaincy, but he or she would have to first serve for three years in a parish before they moved on to that specialized ministry. (I'm not sure of the policy now, but I do know that there have been special cases where this hasn't been the requirement).
That requirement did not work with what I thought my life plan included. As I talked with the assistant to the bishop, I tried to explain why I would need to go directly into chaplaincy and forgo the required three years.
She looked at me kindly and said, "Amy, go to seminary and let the Spirit guide you."
In those years in seminary I learned that I do really love many aspects of parish ministry as well. And, I lucked out (or the Spirit was at work), in that after seminary the church to which I am called includes ministry among people in poverty (with a Soup Kitchen, Free Clinic and Senior Ministry programs).
I'm have now come upon 3 years. Three years ago yesterday I was ordained. Three years ago Saturday I started my job with the title Pastor.
When I started here, I was asked how long I would stay. I didn't really answer, but indicated that I didn't intend to get out of it as quickly as possible, but nor did I imagine that it would be the last church to which I am called.
I've not started to think of leaving. But, that three year mark feels like an accomplishment. And, while I don't know where or when the Spirit will blow, I continue to feel like I'm doing what I need to do. Even if it's not following the exact plan with which I started.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Multiple Vegetable Dishes, Not Yet Reported
You may have thought that I had stopped cooking my vegetable dishes. It isn't so. I just haven't been reporting them consistently. Let the documentation commence:
I hosted my book club's May meeting, which gave me the occasion to make two different things that could be used as appetizers.
The first: Roasted Red Peppers with Garlic & Lime (pg 81). I put these w/ goat cheese and a wheat bagel cracker. I think the vegetable was fine - but the goat cheese and the crackers were what people really went after. Oh well.
And Tunisian Eggplant(pg 53). I had a lot of this left over and used it on some chicken. That was really very good. As an appetizer, it was only ok.
The next two dishes are really 2-in-1. The first is used in the preparation of the 2nd. The green mess below is Arugula Gremolata (pg 6). The book says, "Traditional gremolata is a feathery mix of finely rendered parsley, garlic, and lemon zest - most notably used as a topping for the Italian dish osso buco."
And here is what it was put in: Farfalle with Arugula Gremolata, Gorgonzola, Golden Raisins & Walnuts (pg 7). My grocery store does not carry Golden Raisins, so I just ignored them.
This may be the best name in the entire book: Bell Pepper Festival (pg 20). It was very simple and would go with almost anything. The left overs went into a really tasty omelet. 
And finally, here is Avocado Strawberry Saladita (pg 13). This was really good on chicken - and incredibly simple. Also, helped me learn what a jicama is. I would even bet you that your grocery store carries jicama.
So, I have been cooking. Not as much as I would like, but some nonetheless. And, it's almost summer when the good veggies start to roll in!
I hosted my book club's May meeting, which gave me the occasion to make two different things that could be used as appetizers.
The first: Roasted Red Peppers with Garlic & Lime (pg 81). I put these w/ goat cheese and a wheat bagel cracker. I think the vegetable was fine - but the goat cheese and the crackers were what people really went after. Oh well.
And Tunisian Eggplant(pg 53). I had a lot of this left over and used it on some chicken. That was really very good. As an appetizer, it was only ok.
The next two dishes are really 2-in-1. The first is used in the preparation of the 2nd. The green mess below is Arugula Gremolata (pg 6). The book says, "Traditional gremolata is a feathery mix of finely rendered parsley, garlic, and lemon zest - most notably used as a topping for the Italian dish osso buco."
And here is what it was put in: Farfalle with Arugula Gremolata, Gorgonzola, Golden Raisins & Walnuts (pg 7). My grocery store does not carry Golden Raisins, so I just ignored them.
This may be the best name in the entire book: Bell Pepper Festival (pg 20). It was very simple and would go with almost anything. The left overs went into a really tasty omelet. 
And finally, here is Avocado Strawberry Saladita (pg 13). This was really good on chicken - and incredibly simple. Also, helped me learn what a jicama is. I would even bet you that your grocery store carries jicama.
So, I have been cooking. Not as much as I would like, but some nonetheless. And, it's almost summer when the good veggies start to roll in!
Monday, June 02, 2008
No Story
I feel like I want to write. But I have nothing to say.
There is a lot going on. But too much, really, to go into it.
There have been some notable happenings in these past weeks, but nothing that tells a story.
There will be some notable happenings in this next week, but nothing that I really want to share on a blog.
So, blogging world - I'm here. My life continues to be interesting and full. It's just not telling a good story.
There is a lot going on. But too much, really, to go into it.
There have been some notable happenings in these past weeks, but nothing that tells a story.
There will be some notable happenings in this next week, but nothing that I really want to share on a blog.
So, blogging world - I'm here. My life continues to be interesting and full. It's just not telling a good story.
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