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One of my favorite parts of this summer has been Saturday morning breakfasts at Botto's Bakery in Portland, Maine after dropping QuietDragon off at work (well his former workplace, but that is a story for another time).

Botto's Bakery is a wonderful, locally owned Italian Bakery that has been in business for at least a couple of generations. They have a large wholesale side, and make bread and pizza dough for a whole lot of restaurants in Maine. They also have a very charming retail storefront, with two small tables (though I am the only one who seems to sit and use them, there is a steady stream of people as I sit and eat, buying bread or pastries and taking it all to go.

When you pull up, you are greeted by an Italian flag.

Arrival

Continue to the rest of the tour... )

In short, this place is a treasure, with delicious food and is well worth visiting is you are ever in Portland. Me, I plan to stop there anytime I am in Portland in the mornings.
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The birthday this year is stretching for nearly a week.

It began last Friday, with my pick-up from work which featured a passenger seat full of balloons (the Angel spent at least an hour blowing them up) and a small boy excitedly singing Happy Birthday.

Saturday featured gelato from my favorite place, and lunch out with my parents, at an Indian buffet.

Sunday I got to sleep in (highly unusual at this point in my life) and amazing breakfast cooked by the Angel, who in addition to making his delicious eggs also made bacon and blueberry muffins. Later there were birthday cupcakes with candles that resemble Legos.

Monday featured more Gelato Fiasco gelato and tasty pasta.

Thursday the Lego sets I ordered will arrive, and I will get to start building another addition on my winter holiday village, this time the Toy Shop.

And the leaves are in stunning full color!
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Wow, I've been busy.

So, just after my last post about walking, on Saturday April 16, I did a LOT of walking! I walked into Gardiner for lunch. It's a long walk, about 5.5 miles each way, plus the walking in Gardiner itself. People look at you funny when you reveal how far you have walked for lunch...

But what a lunch! I went to my favorite place to eat, and they had totally amazing food. It was a bit of a chilly day, and rained that evening. So I arrived a bit cold, and was happy to learn that I could order half a panini and a cup of soup. Mmmmmmm, hot cheddar, onion, and tomato panini, and cheddar-beer soup, served with a simple salad of greens and a vinaigrette. So good! I had two cups of hot tea, the second one with their rum chocolate bread pudding. Yum! And you totally don't need to worry about calories when you are walking over ten miles that day.

I did a bit of shopping, and walked back.

Now, this weekend was both productive, and fun. Though with less walking. First, I found out that one of my neighbors is moving, and is selling a couple of storage cabinets. I happen to need a couple, and was planning on buying some this summer. While it did require a bit of last minute juggling of the budget, I will be able to get them on Friday. So I spent yesterday (Sunday) making room for the cabinets in my second bedroom. The craft room is taking shape! Now I just have to get all the stuff on the floor in cabinets!

Saturday was fun (other than the two hour trip into work wherein I fought with Linux and lost). I went to the fundraiser and beginning of the season for the local "extreme roleplaying" group. AKA, boffer LARP. Which I have never done before. But they are much closer than the Cam is, and the costuming should be fun. Fantasy costumes! Also, I won a higher level character in a raffle. There is a new game being playtested this summer, and they want people to play a variety of levels - I won the chance to play a 10th level character (instead of 5th level) by putting most o my raffle tickets in one bag. Yay! The only downside will be if I really like it, next year I have to go back down to 5th level.


Walking Totals

I started at 72.85 miles to Rivendell.

So I walked to Gardiner, which is a little over 5.5 miles each way (I start my walk a bit before the 1.0 mile mark, and the 6.5 mile marker is at the end of the trail). I also walked around Gardiner a bit. So I'm calling that trip 12 miles.

Then last Sunday I walked about 1 mile to AC Moore. This Sunday (yesterday) I walked 2.15 miles, and another 2.15 miles today.

For a new total of... 89.15 miles!

So when we last checked in, I had made it to the Buckleberry Ferry, and across the river. But we saw one of those annoying cloaked riders! Darn.

So now : We take the main road north from the Ferry, Buck Hill is on the left and Buckleberry on the right. We take a lane to the right, and climb up and down into the country, ending up at Crickhollow, where we spend the night. And a Conspiracy is Unmasked! I believe this is where we meet Strider? Not sure.

The next morning we leave Crickhollow soon after 6:00 a.m. It is foggy and we ride the ponies slowly. We enter tunnel under Hedge to reach The Old Forest. The path disappears (ca. 7:15 a.m.). We keep on trying, and eventually reach the Bonfire Glade, which has a clear path beyond. It is now sunny, but we are not yet in a second clearing.

We get a lot done before lunch!

Om nom nom

Mar. 8th, 2011 07:15 pm
eseme: (herbs)
Dear [livejournal.com profile] aldersprig,

Adding bacon to lentils is the best idea ever!

I cooked bacon, then saved some of the grease and cooked my onions, carrots, and celery in it. A bit of Chaat Masala, ginger, and curry powder, salt and pepper, then added it all to the lentils in vegetable broth.

I now have bacon-infused lentils!

You rock.

Om nom nom.

[livejournal.com profile] eseme
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So, after wandering the beach, I headed back to my hotel.

The party itself, plus a Halloween costume! )
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Dear People Who Buy Baklava and Give it to the Staff of Your Library,

We think you rock.

If I ran the place, I would forgive your fines (though not bills for lost items).

Interestingly, the folks who bring us food tend not to have fines. You just do it from the goodness of your heart.

Thank you lots,
Your Happy and Probably Gaining Weight Librarian
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I made Pumpkin Soup tonight. There were pie pumpkins at the Farmer's Market last week! It's so early.

So, for a yummy fall treat:

Pumpkin Soup
1 pie pumpkin
Applesauce (I used most of a jar, but you may need less)
Rasins (brown or yellow)
Sunflower seeds (unsalted)
2 crisp apples
spices, as would be put in pumpkin pie
water

Cut the pumpkin in half and seed it. Save the seeds! The recipe for them follows this one.

Place the halves on a baking sheet. I rubbed them with a bit of canola oil. Bake at 350 degrees for one hour. To check doneness, poke with a fork - it should be softened.

Let the halves cool for a few minutes, but not too long. Use a spoon to scoop out the pumpkin goodness into a pot.

Add applesauce. Use more if you want more apple flavor, less if you want more of a pumpkin flavor - there is an art to this, not measurements. This makes a very thick paste. I added water to the pot (though one could use apple cider).

Heat on low to medium-low. Add spices - cinnamon, ginger, allspice, nutmeg, and cloves. I used up the last bits of my allspice, nutmeg, and cloves. Taste and adjust (I needed more spices, but only hand ginger and cinnamon). Salt and pepper to taste.

Add the sunflower seeds and raisins, and start chopping up the apples. I ended up using one and a half apples, and ate the rest.

Cook until the apples have started to soften. Stir often - I did not need to put the pumpkin in a blender, and the soup was not lumpy.

Serve warm. I ended up with about six servings.


Roasted Pumpkin Seeds

Seeds of one pumpkin
Olive Oil
Spices

To soften the seeds, boil them in salt water. I boiled mine for about ten minutes, and I think they are too chewy. I like mine more crisp, so maybe less boiling?

Drain the seeds, and leave to dry on paper towels on a kitchen towel.

Place the seeds in a small bowl and drizzle with oil (I used olive oil). Use your hands to work the oil through the seeds to evenly coat them.

Pour out on a baking sheet. If you time this right, and boil the seeds in the last few minutes that the pumpkin is in the oven, you can drain them while the pumpkin cools, and then use the same baking sheet.

Salt the seeds, and add any spices you want to use (I used garlic powder, but garlic salt or other spices). You could also mix them in with the oil.

Bake at 350 for about 15 minutes or until brown. I needed to stir the seeds midway, and rotated the baking sheet in the last few minutes because one end was browning faster than the other.


Enjoy!
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Friday involved mostly errands.

But Saturday I discovered that I can in fact walk to Gardiner and back. My leg will hate me, but I can. So I did, and ate at the Italian place where you pay a bit more than you otherwise might for a very good chef who I originally thought is telepathic, but on further reflection must be clairvoyant.

I ordered my not-on-the menu selection (I wanted marinara but with ziti, not spaghetti). I fumbled around in my water bottle sling to find my pen and paper. I wrote 36 words (I counted, and although my hands were shaking after having walked so far, I did write only 36 words). My dinner arrived. There was not enough time to boil water.

These people not only make a very fine chocolate mousse, they know your order before you arrive and are cooking it when you sit down. It's the only explanation that makes sense.

It turns out it is a little over 5.5 miles to Gardiner, and I can walk it in about two hours. Next time, I need to leave earlier so I do not arrive back home after dark.

Today I had a hot dog on a town green with M and her dog, talked writing (with M, her dog had little to add), then walked up through the campus so M's dog and her friend's dog could see the squirrels (but not chase them, which seemed a bit mean).

Then more walking! This time at Popham Beach, all the way to Perry's (next to Spinny's) for ice cream. This was probably a bit more than a mile each way - it's hard to tell because I walk more slowly on the beach. Then dinner at my parents' house, steak off the grill and farm fresh local fruits and veggies.

So I've walked about 13.25 miles this weekend. That puts me at 30.45 miles to Rivendell. I've been busy on my journey! I have climbed a steep slope, made camp in a firwood just over top of the hill, and slept by a large tree. A fox saw me. In the morning, I ate at the campsite and got water from a stream at the foot of the hill. On my walk, the road rolls up and down then zig-zigs to top of a steep bank and goes down for the last time. I could see across Woody End to the River. The sun was close to sinking as I went down the hill, at which point the road ahead rans fairly straight and level. And it is along here that I have my first encounter with a black rider. I, like the hobbits, hide.

Spamalot!

Aug. 21st, 2010 11:46 pm
eseme: (Firefly)
And we pull out the Firefly icon because the worst thing about this show is that it apparently got the character of Wash killed.

Otherwise, it's brilliant. If you get the chance to go, do it!

M bought tickets as a birthday present (my birthday is not til much later, but the show is now) and then nearly forgot to check the date until this morning.

I got to debut a fabulous new dress and have dinner at Richard's (really excellent German food). Maine State Music Theatre puts on a great show, and this was no exception. The sets and costumes were particularly good - this is a show with constantly changing sets and more costume switches than you can shake a stick at. The show is hilarious - all the best bits from the movie and many other Monty Python references thrown in as one liners. The page has a YouTube video of one of the performances.

Jam!

Aug. 1st, 2010 10:28 pm
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I promised an entry on making jam. Then stuff happened and the entry did not.

But now it shall!

I enjoy making jam. I am thrilled when I don't have to buy jam at the store. For a whole year! If I keep making my own jam, I will never have to buy store jam (unless I try that Asian recipe for my slow cooker that uses marmalade).

I first made jam two years ago. I went berry picking twice that year, and made strawberry and blueberry jam. Picking the blueberries was very restful - they were highbush blueberries, and I never needed to bend over to get one. If I got tired of looking at blueberries, there was a lovely view of the valley below me. I learned that I don't really like strawberry jam (I knew I loved blueberry jam).

Last year I moved to Maine in the summer, and was too busy with unpacking and settling in to go berry picking or to make jam. I have been buying jam since then, and found I prefer to have my own.

This year I made blueberry jam first. Normally, I can't do that, as blueberry season is later than strawberry season. But my mother found a food supplier which sells frozen blueberries by the pound for a really good price. So I went down to her house, and we made jam. She also had Ball No Sugar Pectin, which can have 0-3 cups of sugar added. The Low Sugar Pectin I had used previously needed 4 cups (the full sugar version uses around 8 cups and makes about 8 jars, and is tooth decay with berry flavor). We used 1.5 cups of sugar, and made a very nice blueberry jam. We only got 4.5 jars of it, so I knew I needed to make more.

Due to the zany weather we are having, strawberry season and raspberry season overlapped this year. I thought that I could improve the taste of strawberry jam with raspberries. So on the 5th of July (I was off work that Monday), I drove to a local strawberry place and picked (which is always dreadfully uncomfortable due to squatting) and then drove to a local raspberry place and picked. Picking raspberries, like blueberries, does not require bending over or squatting. And I really did not notice the thorns.

That same day, I made strawberry-raspberry jam. I strained the pulped raspberries, so I would not have seeds in my jam. Because I used all my strawberries and added raspberry juice, I ended up with FAR more jam this time. In fact, I had more liquid than the recipe said I would, and I was very worried that since I only had one packet of pectin the jam would not set up and I would have berry soup. Thankfully it does set, just a very soft set and it does separate a bit after you spoon some out of the jar (I just stir it up again later). It is tart and delicious.

Making jam is not hard, though it is time consuming and very warm (heating the fruit, boiling the jars to sterilize, then boiling the jars full of jam to seal them). But it's worth it!

Behold, all the jam I made!




If you cannot see the image, let me know. There are some security settings on my scrapbook I may need to fiddle with.
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I had all these great plans, to post about the jam I made yesterday, with photos. Sadly, that's going to have to wait 'til I'm feeling better.

I went home sick this afternoon, and my car is, yet AGAIN, acting up. This time my fog lights won't turn off (unless I park it with the left-turn signal on). They think they need to replace the stick that controls my lights. This would be the fifth separate car problem I have had in the last four months. It's insane.

So, jam soon, when I'm feeling more optimistic and excited.
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We've had out holiday meal. I'm very thankful for my parents and my family.

Thanksgiving this year is just the three of us, so we didn't have tons of food (other than a small issue with pies). We had venison tenderloin wrapped in bacon, pork tenderloin, smashed potatoes with a mixture of white potatoes and sweet potatoes (yummy!), and a coleslaw made from beets and kohlrabi.

Mom had made a strawberry rhubarb with raspberries pie (the raspberries add a real kick to the traditional pie). We had some last night, as I would be making pumpkin pie. We figured starting Thanksgiving with half a pie would be fine, as there would also be pumpkin. Well, the pumpkin pie recipe I had made enough filing for a ten inch pie... and then some. Mom found a nine inch pie pan, and we filled that. So we ended up with 2.5 pies at the start of Thanksgiving.

An excess of pie is not really a bad thing.

The food was good, no one overate, and now I suffer through the traditional afternoon of football. I plan to get a lot of knitting an writing done.

I hope everyone else is having a wonderful holiday!
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Wow, I am well behind on this!

Tuesday I was thankful for wireless internet access while out and about. Granted, I was borrowing bandwidth from someone or other, but I did need it to work on con stuff. And I am thankful!

Wednesday I was thankful for a great little cafe and gourmet foods store that I go to for food at D&D. Their food is great - I had hot homemade mac and cheese, vanilla chai, and a huge brownie. Yum!

Thursday I was thankful for writing organizations which speak out about devious and predatory publishing companies. I wish more people knew about Writer Beware.

And today I am thankful for lunch with my mother - she's not normally in the town I live but has classes here this semester. Having lunch with her on a semi-regular basis is very cool.
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I am thankful for blueberry jam. It makes great sandwiches.

I am not thankful that I am clumsy, as I destroyed a nearly full jar of jam by knocking it off the counter.

Tomorrow there will be adventure, travel, and Harry Potter.
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I am thankful for the lady at the Farmer's Market with the "Pie Fixes Everything" sign. While I have bought a pie from her and it was wonderful, I tend to buy one chocolate chip and one molasses crinkle cookie.

And it is so very odd to arrive at the market in the dark. It feels different in the dark.
eseme: (seeming)
Sooooooooo....

You get out of work at 5:15 because you lost track of time. Fine, your fault.

You drive down to the next decent-sized town for D&D, thinking about what to grab for dinner.

You arrive at D&D, only to learn that the DM is sick and there is no game.

Your phone rings, and it is work, and the computer system that checks out the books is not working.

You then get the voicemail telling you about the fact that there is no D&D, which you only notice now because you are using your phone.

You go back to work, arriving around 6:10, with no dinner.

You read emails, learn how the offline system works, print out that info, and get it to your co-workers.

You then learn that while you were doing all this, the problem got fixed, but the info on how to get the offline data into the system is from an older version of the system and won't work (you can't find an ADDITIONAL CIRCULATION FUNCTIONS menu).

You leave work again, at 7:40.

You thank the gods that your favorite BBQ joint is open until 9:00 and can serve you chili, cornbread, hot tea, and sweet potato pie. And a stiff drink.

They even apologize for messing up said stiff drink - they must not get many people (perhaps many women?) ordering single-malt scotch straight up.

Plants!

Jul. 24th, 2008 12:50 pm
eseme: (herbs)
Emboldened by the fact that I had not killed any of the houseplants that made their way to my apartment from Maine, I have spent a lot of time this spring and summer expanding my gardens, both indoors and out.

This is part of why there have not been many (okay, *any*) updates to my LJ in months. I've been spending a lot of my time on various hobbies and on trying to clean and organize my apartment. And that job that takes much of my time...

Blathering about gardening and canning )
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Once again, I am in Maine.

Arrived Friday evening. I'll be leaving Tuesday night, and staying with a friend on the way back to New York.

Vacation is good. I've already read one book. For reference, I have not had the opportunity to read a single novel since getting my new job and moving. I've been that busy.

Small Favor is a great novel, very well written. Then ending is a real downer- I can see that Jim is setting up for the more depressing middle bits of the long war.

I have another two books with me, as well as a crochet and a knitting project. Life is good.

The beach at Fort Popham is still lovely, and Spinny's still makes great onion rings and amazing blueberry shortcake. Got in to L.L. Bean today, and we had dinner at the Mediterranean Grill (Pastito! Red Lentil Soup! Turkish Tea! Baklava!)

Life is good indeed. Tomorrow, random adventures with M. We never know where we'll end up.

I'll be back home with regular internet access on Wednesday.
eseme: (elf)
There is much to be said for living in a small town.

On the one hand, everyone knows you. This is a bit of a problem if you need to do something like buy lurid romance novels without the whole town speculating (I'll just book-shop elsewhere, it's not like we have a proper bookstore anyway).

On the other... people know you. I went into the amazing little kitchen store when I was in town for my interview. I remarked on their Stonewall Kitchen items (gourmet food company from Maine) and they asked where I was from... I mentioned the interview. The next time I go in, after moving, they ask if I got the job and where I am living. When I needed some yummy Roasted Garlic and Onion Jam for my pasta sauce... the owner went in the back to look for me, and found some. When they started serving coffee and other hot drinks, I was the first person to order a Chai. When the started making sandwiches and I called up to order one on Monday when I had no lunch... they asked if I wanted Chai too.

People know you and your preferences and it is nice and personal.

People know their library staff... and are utterly wonderful to us. No really- someone dropped a padded envelope in the bookdrop- with the words "Happy Easter Library Staff" on it. Inside was a bag of jelly beans.

The second week I was here, I was told Friday afternoons that I could grab some cookies. A patron brought them in for the staff. How utterly cool is that? They were still warm from the oven. Two big plates of them- warm oatmeal raisin cookies- homemade. Some of our patrons miss making cookies for their kids and the grandkids aren't in town often enough... so they make cookies for the library.

Life is good.
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The first of many, I hope.

[livejournal.com profile] lissa_dora came to visit yesterday, and left this afternoon. The time between really flew by (we kept looking at clocks and being surprised). My pasta sauce turned out well, and I was fortunate enough to find my favorite secret ingredient at the local kitchen shop (the owner thought she was out, but was able to find a jar in the back room). Food was yummy, and there was much celebrating. And talking- we chatted and ate or chatted and crafted (she can knit lying down!) nearly the entire visit (with a quick field trip to the library today to check out the display of the local fiber arts guild's work). Pancakes for breakfast, with jam and syrup and goodness. Middle-eastern style lunch. And speaking of jam, I now have three open jars of yummy gourmet jam (not the on peanut butter sandwiches type but the good on English muffins type).

I have a lovely new potholder/dishrag in shades of purple. It will totally match either my two purple and blue waffle-weave dishtowels or the two with cats on them. I quite like the pattern- I should be able to knit one in oatmeal and light green to match the current dishtowel rotation. Also a lovely hand towel for the bathroom (though it is very nice and would make a lovely runner on my dresser where it would get less mussed-up). And soap and tea and cookies and an art tile and more Celtic knot earrings (this makes three pair!). Oh, and chcolate. My house has been warmed! Thanks [livejournal.com profile] lissa_dora!

I've just spent the last three hours trying to get my crochet to behave and be roughly the same size as the other bag panel I have already made. It's been annoying, but I think I have managed to get close the the gauge of the part I worked on in Maine.

And I have had some very happy moments unpacking. Last week I managed to find the Celtic knot earrings I bought in Scotland and was beginning to fear were lost for good. I had looked everywhere, and then this little Asian-style pouch turned up. I've very pleased. I also opened a box marked "Fragile, 9/05" and found that I own a small version of the red dragon I bought [livejournal.com profile] moriden for his birthday. Neat! The same box has my little amethyst and wire tree, a glass dragon Apl bought me at one of the Disney parks, a pewter leaf ornament M gave me, and all sorts of assorted little things I haven't seen in years. I nearly opened the box while [livejournal.com profile] lissa_dora was here, when I needed a break from crochet. It is a happy box.

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