Jill and I got married on Saturday. It was a wonderful ceremony and a great party afterwards. We couldn’t be happier. Thanks to everyone who was a part of it, and thanks to Charley for getting this pic.
This recipe from the Moosewood Low-Fat cookbook, served over chili noodles in lieu of soba, was superb.
The Chicago Bears are in the Super Bowl for the first time since 1985. Though I’ve been less wrapped up in this championship season than the last one (it’s hard to get American football in Norway), we got our cable TV upgraded just in time, so I’ll be watching it live midnight Sunday night. Monday’s likely to be a rough one. Bear down! Now I’ve gotta go buy some sausages, chicken wings, and beer, for my own little Super Bowl party.
The other night I made Red Beans and Rice from an authentic New Orleans recipe. Tasty and time-consuming. I find myself willing to try out more time-consuming recipes when multiple deadlines for academic articles are rapidly approaching. I used to make this stuff from packets I’d buy in the grocery store that took about a half hour to boil up. This is the three-hour version.
Last night I made Red Snapper Veracruz, and it was darn tasty. It probably wasn’t the best fish to eat from a sustainable cuisine point of view, given that I live in Norway and the fish was caught and frozen in Vietnam and flown to Bergen before making it to our plate, and the mercury levels were probably higher than I should admit, but damn was this a toothsome dish. The sauce took about an hour and a half to make, and it was well worth the effort. We successfully stripped the snapper down to the bare bones, cartoon-style skeleton and head.
We ran across this grave in the Zentralfriedhof in Vienna. I have no idea who is buried there, or of the circumstances of his life or death, but I find the form of representation endlessly intruiging.