Friday, September 10, 2010

Winner Winner Chicken Dinner


Spiced Fig Jam, 3rd place winner at the 2010 OC Fair

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

La Furia Roja



Vamonos a españa and we'll buy a huge cup of sangria, a six pack of warm Mahou from some lady off the street and some boxed wine when we can't find anymore alcohol in the city. I miss Spain.

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Knitting


Wind Knitting
I learned to knit this week.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Monday, April 19, 2010

Monday, April 5, 2010

Friday, March 26, 2010

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Friday, February 26, 2010

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Memories

From: Kawamura Ganjavian


When I first bought Dove soap memories of my grandma would flood my mind. Kind of weird considering I was in the shower thinking about my grandma.
Only then did I realize how strongly sent and memory were connected.

Happy (Belated) Valentine's Day


From: Jen Lobo

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Backyard Bounty


  • Strawberry Jam
  • Strawberry Sour Orange Jam
  • Peach Cantaloupe Jam
  • Peach, Lavender and Lemon Verbena
  • Pluot Jam
  • Spiced Fig Jam
  • Rosemary Port Fig Jam
  • Pepper Jelly
  • Triple Citrus Marmalade
  • Strawberry Orange Marmalade
  • Kiwi Blood Orange Marmalade
  • Strawberry Balsamic Jam
  • Honey, Ginger, Grapefruit Marmalade
  • Orange, Grapefruit Marmalade with Candied Ginger

More to come...

Succulents



from: my mom

Freedom

from: Brandon Riza

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Friday, February 5, 2010

Austin, Part II



Consequence


I wish I had this...
From: Josh Rhodes

Dragon Cake

Three people in the past week have suggested I become a professional cake decorator.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Black Betty

Venison Chili (this may be a bit graphic)

I made venison chili this weekend it was quite an adventure.

A few weekends ago my Uncle Brian ventured to Austin, TX for a hunting trip with my cousin. He shot his first white tail deer and a hog which made him quite a proud man. Now, I'm not all for hunting. I respect hunting the way I respect car mechanics. I know nothing about cars but I complete respect the mechanic because he can do something I can't. I respect hunting and find it interesting but for now I just can't see myself shooting an animal. While I was out to visit my cousin the following weekend we were given the task of completeing the process which involved skinning and quartering the deer and hog. When my cousin objected to cleaning the animals while I was there my uncle said, "ah, Caitie can do it. She's a country girl. She'll like it." He was right about two things: yes, I could do it (I'll try almost everything at least once) and yes, I am a country girl at heart but no, I did not like it.

I caught a trout on a fishing trip a couple years ago and almost cried when we had to clean it because it's heart was still beating when we took it out of its body. I soon got over it and made a trout omelet with feta cheese and tomatoes. But the trout I caught was about 8 inches long and I had to refrain from naming it. This deer was big and so was the pig. I didn't name either of them. My job was to cut the membrane between the skin and the meat while the hide was being pulled off the animals and to help take the meat off the bones of the deer. I tried not to think about while I was doing it so it wasn't that bad but the smell of blood stayed in my nostrils for a week and the images of carcasses are ingrained in my brain. It's definitely a different world, different from my quaint little bubble on Balboa Island. The least appealing parts were cleaning the shoulder of the deer where it had been shot because a lot of blood had coagulated there so it was a bit of a drippy mess. Cleaning the hog. He was smelly and had mush for a head because that's where he was shot. Also, holding the legs as they were sawed off.

The adventure continued after we claimed the meat. We took the hide to the taxidermist where it will be mounted on a pretty shoulder mount for my uncle to add to his taxidermied animal collection. Also, after I put in all that hard work skinning and quartering that deer I wasn't going to go home without a reward. I packed up a cooler bag with venison to take on the plane with me back to California because how often does anyone get fresh venison in California? I was very surprised when airport security didn't blink an eye at my pink cooler bag filled with frozen meat. I actually had more trouble finding a butcher shop in the area to grind my meat. After going to several local grocery stores to find they won't process meat that's not USDA certified I found the Beef Palace in Huntington Beach where a few nice gentlemen did the job. For dinner on Sunday night I made venison which was very well received!

I used this recipe for venison trail chili and slightly modified it to include canned tomatoes, venison cheddar jalapeno sausage and no basil or extra water.

Bouncy Ball Rainbow

from: full of love, full of wonder

Color Face


Beautiful

from: travis-de-clifford

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Monday, January 11, 2010

good listening

The Silver Lining of 2009.

NPR's all songs considered listeners picks for best music of 2009.

Flower Geometry

From: Design*Sponge

Make a Wish

Dandelion Inspired Lamp


The Secret of Light draws upon the dandelion's nostalgic imagery with this inventive new lamp. Simply shake it to turn it on. You can control the amount of light it gives off by blowing on the bulbs you would like to turn off!

from: Apartment Therapy

I'm back...for now...

Here are three of the most interesting things I've seen today.

Modern Cavemen?

http://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/10/fashion/10caveman.html?pagewanted=all

This article profiles a new subculture in NYC of modern cavemen. It seems a little wierd to me. The modern caveman interpretation includes "eating large quantities of meat and then fasting between meals to approximate the lean times that his distant ancestors faced between hunts. Vegetables and fruit are fine, but foods like bread that were unavailable before the invention of agriculture are avoided." I understand the diet since I think that we eat a lot of foods our bodies aren't meant to digest. What I don't understand is the workouts which include: "scooting around the underbrush on all fours, leaping between boulders, playing catch with stones, and other activities." I just don't know if I could see myself scooting around in the bushes unless I'm looking for a bathroom on a camping trip.