in that they don’t travel in packs.
However, they do occasionally come in boxes.
2 years ago
Mark Felt, a former FBI deputy director, claims to be "Deep Throat," the legendary source who leaked Watergate scandal secrets to the Washington Post and helped bring down President Richard Nixon, Vanity Fair magazine said on Tuesday.Felt is now 91 years old, and it may be that after all these years, his family has convinced him that he will be seen by most people as a hero for his role in the scandal that brought the presidency of Richard Nixon crashing down in 1974. That, plus he can maybe generate some coin and fatten up said family’s inheritance...or am I being cynical?
Blue canary in the outlet by the light switchThis is my birdhouse.
Who watches over you
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
Not to put too fine a point on it
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
- They Might Be Giants, “Birdhouse In Your Soul” (from Flood)
Torte Soufflé au ChocolatDid I say this was a Truly Beefy Weekend? Yes, I did.
Preheat your oven to 300°F.
Butter the bottom and sides of a 10-inch springform pan. Cut a round of parchment paper or wax paper to fit the bottom of the pan and put it in…then butter the paper. Dust with flour and shake out any excess.
4 oz unsweetened chocolate
5 oz semi-sweet chocolate
1¼ sticks butter
7 large or extra-large eggs, separated
Pinch of salt
1¼ cups plus 1 tbsp granulated sugar
1/3 cup Cointreau (Maida Heatter specifies Grand Marnier, but I prefer the more bitter Cointreau for this cake)
Break or chop the chocolates into small chunks. In a double boiler over hot (not boiling) water, or on low power in a microwave oven, melt the chocolates together with the butter. Stir until the mixture is smooth. Set aside.
Reserve ¼ cup of the sugar. In an electric mixer at high speed, beat the egg yolks together with the remaining sugar about five minutes, until the mixture is pale yellow and thick. On low speed, add in the Cointreau and then the melted chocolate (which should be tepid by now). Beat to mix, then transfer to a large bowl and set aside.
In a clean bowl with clean beaters, beat the egg whites and salt until the whites begin to hold a shape. Gradually add in the remaining ¼ cup of sugar, then continue beating until the whites form soft peaks. Don’t beat the crap out of ’em – you do not want the egg whites to be too stiff.
Now, working quickly, stir about a cup of the whites into the chocolate mixture. Now, using your (clean!) hand or a large rubber spatula, fold in about 1/3 of the remaining whites. Then fold in the rest of the whites.
Turn the batter out into your prepared pan and level the mixture. Stick it in the oven for one hour, then turn the temperature down to 250°F and bake for 30 more minutes.
Maida says to turn off the heat and let the cake cool in the oven, but you really don’t have to. Once the cake is cool, remove the sides of the pan, cover with a plate, invert, and peel off the parchment or wax paper. Now invert onto a serving plate.
The cake will not look pretty, resembling either a collapsed soufflé or a round brownie. But that’s OK. Dust it with confectioner’s sugar if you wish, and serve it with a liberal slug of Schlag:
Beat 2 cups of ice-cold whipping cream or heavy cream with ½ cup confectioner’s sugar and 1½ tsp vanilla extract until soft peaks form. As with the egg whites, you don’t want this stuff to get too stiff: it’s supposed to taste like whipped cream, not butter.
I think this cake tastes even better the second day. Hell, it tastes good any day.
Breakfast StrataWhile I was throwing this together for SWMBO, I decided to have a Small, Yet Manly Dinner. Sliced heirloom tomato, with scattered bleu cheese crumbles on top and a healthy squirt of olive oil. A puddle of balsamic on the plate and a twist or two of fresh pepper – so much for the Salad Course.
5 cups day-old bread, cubed
4 links sweet Italian sausage
½ cup chopped onion
¼ cup sun-dried tomatoes in olive oil
1 tbsp chopped fresh rosemary
6 oz Monterey Jack, Cheddar, or Colby cheese, shredded
1 ½ cups milk
1 tsp dry mustard
¼ tsp nutmeg (optional)
1 tsp salt
½ tsp freshly ground black pepper
Spray a 9 x 9 inch pan with non-stick cooking spray and throw in the cubed bread. Remove the sausage from the casing and brown well; scatter the crumbled, browned sausage over the bread.
Using about 1-2 tbsp of oil from the sun-dried tomatoes, sweat the chopped onion until it is soft and translucent. Chop up the sun-dried tomatoes and add them to the onions. Add in the rosemary and stir together to mix. Remove from the heat and scatter the onion-tomato-rosemary mixture over the sausage and bread.
Cover the whole mess with the shredded cheese.
In a bowl, whisk together the eggs, milk, mustard, nutmeg, salt, and pepper until blended well. Dump this on top of the stuff that’s already in the pan. Now, cover the pan and refrigerate at least ten hours, or overnight.
When you’re ready to prepare the strata, allow it to come to room temperature and bake in a 350°F oven for ~30-45 minutes, or until the eggs are set. Serve it forth and enjoy.
Will feed a small army, or two desperately hungry individuals.
Common wisdom would suggest that to encourage people’s appetites, you’d want to avoid associating the food they’re about to eat with the shit it will become. A new restaurant in Taiwan seems determined to stand that assumption on its, um, head.The mind boggles.
Today as I was driving to the grocery store I stopped at a four-way intersection near an elementary school. It’s a four-way stop as well as a cross-walk, so I had to stop anyway, but before I even pulled to a stop two kids just walked across the street having full faith that I wouldn’t hit them. I had to think, am I doing them ANY favors by letting them get way with that? Don’t they know you just can’t go around trusting people?Heather decides, quite wisely, that it just might not be a good idea to “nudge” the kids with the front of the truck...because she’d be incapable of delivering a gentle nudge.
Eil malei rachamim, shokhein bam'romim, ham'tzei m'nuchah n'khonah tachat kanfei hash'khinah b'ma-alot k'doshim u-t'horim k'zohar harakia maz-hirim, et nishmot kol acheinu b'nei Yisrael, anashim nashim v'taf, she-nit'b'chu v'she-nech'n'ku v'she-nis'r'fu v'she-nehergu, b'gan eiden t'hi m'nuchatam. Ana ba'al harachamim, hastireim b'seiter k'nafekha l'olamim utz'ror bitzror hachayim et nishmoteihem. HaShem Hu nachalatam, v'yanuchu v'shalom al mishk'voteihem. V'nomar amein.It has been sixty years since the fall of the Nazi death machine. A mere tick of the cosmic clock...a tick that encompasses my entire lifetime. And since then, our collective cries of “Never Again!” resound uselessly in the halls of the United Nations.
Exalted, compassionate God, grant perfect peace in Your sheltering Presence, among the holy and the pure, to the souls of all our brethren, men, women, and children of the House of Israel who were slaughtered and suffocated and burned to ashes. May their memory endure, inspiring truth and loyalty in our lives. May their souls thus be bound up in the bond of life. May they rest in peace. And let us say: Amen.