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Once again I was so touched by the outreach from so many of you after my last blurb. I appreciate your words of support on that meatless journey of ours, as well as condolences and sympathy for my misery. Thank you all!
As I’m typing these words, I am also engaged in the process of sipping a barely-tolerable non-alcoholic beer (How the hell has that landed in our refrigerator?), the multi-tasker that I am. If you must know, beer, beside calories from carbs, also contains–are you ready for this??–protein!, vitamin B6, phosphorus, potassium, magnesium, folate, and a roster of other micro-elements. Seems like a much better option than a can of soda, don’t you think?
Moreover, beer made a brilliant match with our dinner last night. The food was packed with both–flavor and protein. Come to think of it, if I don’t look like the pre-governor Arnold at the end of this month, I am going to pack my toys and leave this stupid … protein club. The food was something else though.
Last night on the menu there was a POACHED EGG OVER MASHED RUTABAGA & CELERY ROOT, WITH BROCCOLINI AND EDAMAME SAUTÉED WITH GARLIC ON THE SIDE. Inhale. Exhale. Now breathe as if your life depended on it.
It seems a lot of people are scared of poaching eggs. Turns out the devil is not as scary as they paint him to be. Yes, you can quote me on that. It’s all about the technique. Boil water in a small saucepan and then add salt and 1-2 tsp of vinegar (e.g. white wine, rice, apple sider). Break an egg into a small bowl or a cup, spin the water in the saucepan with a fork or spoon (what-have-you) and gently slide the whole egg into the boiling liquid. Vinegar helps coagulate the egg white, and the whirlwind from the spin helps keep the whole protein (yup, there it is again!) together. Turn off the heat, cover the a lid and leave for 3 minutes precisely. Feel free to set your alarm clock as you have no idea how fast three minutes race by when one’s plating the dinner. When the alarm goes off, using a slotted spoon scoop the poached egg out, let the excess water escape through the gaps, and serve as desired.
After din-din, our tummies were full, all cravings went to hell, and then we though gratefully about the troops stationed in the Middle East. We thought about the veterans who served their country the best they could, while now many of them are homeless and roam the streets of Los Angeles, or of your city. Let’s think of them not only on the Memorial Day. Let’s share a meal. Let’s not throw away food knowing there’s always somebody out there going to sleep hungry. And let’s all have a sunny and a very good day!