Monday, February 28, 2011

Long Ago, a Professor Spoke of Delft Island.....


Long ago, I had a professor named Mr. Cyril O. Ekanayake in Sri Lanka.  I'm sure he must not be living now as he was quite elderly some 40 years ago.  He was an "old school" Sri Lankan.....Sinhalese, and Buddhist, but one to fully appreciate the mosaic of ethnicity and religions and historical eras that all contributed to making Sri Lanka what it was.

I liked to hear all his stories about Sri Lanka, but my favourite was the one he told about how his father had taken him as a youth to see almost ALL the island.  He spoke of jungles he'd seen, rain forests, mountains, vast plains, ruins, but my all-time favourite was his description of the island of Delft, which is an at the Northwesternmost part of Sri Lanka.  He spoke of the wild ponies.  How beautiful the island must have been when he saw it (maybe in the late 1920's or early 1930's).

 As this article (of September 2010) points out, both the ponies and the islanders might be in peril:

  http://sundaytimes.lk/100919/Plus/plus_01.html

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Mr. Bean Christmas Turkey Scene.....

Rowan Atkinson (who plays a character named "Mr. Bean") is simply brilliant in his facial expressions.  If you do not laugh at this skit....better check your pulse to make sure you're still amongst the living.

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OMK99aeaLHg&feature=fvsr

And here is another one that will crack you up!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d2nl9FtXxTs&feature=list_related&playnext=1&list=SP7A7C47763944A32C

And here is Mr. Bean at the DENTIST!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lW6R9kSGV2Q&feature=related

And Mr. Bean at Hospital!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OoI57NeMwCc&feature=related

And Mr. Bean on Airplane!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bJQEVYBS5ew&feature=relmfu

Beef in general is enough to make our family sick, but "steak tatare" is the ultimate limit!:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=veZOrXVHf7U&feature=related

And of course, Mr. Bean goes to the swimming pool!:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a4cmrMJul1g&feature=related

Mr. Bean gives haircuts:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ujo0ME_pOsM&feature=related

Mr. Bean goes to Church:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EquvP-Ujs5s&feature=more_related

Mr. Bean Meets the Queen:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3NxikaY8TjQ&feature=more_related

Mr. Bean goes to the Beach:
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=raQazkKqGyc

ONE THING about Mr. Bean - there doesn't seem to be a "middle ground" - either one LOVES him or HATES him.  As you already guessed - we love him!!!  He is so, so talented!  And one must know about the character - "Mr. Bean" is not a nice guy by any means - he's the type of guy we LOVE to HATE.  But he is so, so, so darn funny!!  Have only ONE friend who does not care for him at all - the rest adore him.

Coming up SOON - "Mr. Bean's Holiday" perhaps in many parts, but what do you want for free????

Saturday, February 26, 2011

I will probably get in trouble for this.....




When I was young, my refuge was a beautiful garden in Colombo, Ceylon (now Sri Lanka) called Gordon Gardens.  And I am not the only one who sought refuge there in that peaceful spot.  A dear friend of ours whose Dad worked at Customs House used to wait there patiently for his Dad every day.  It was a very special garden.  Queen Victoria never visited Ceylon, but there in Gordon Gardens was a huge, beautiful statue of her in marble - I'm not even an "anglophile" but there was something REGAL and serene about her statue.  In the pathway leading up to her graceful statue was a fountain, surrounded by canna lilies.  One could sit and rest there (albeit the chirps of the harmless fruit bats in overhead trees).

I'm submitting an old post-card and some photos I took while there in the late 1960's:  MANY people forgot about this place.  During subsequent civil wars Gordon Gardens was completely closed off to the public because of its proximity to President's House.

THEN, what I recently heard was a tragedy.  Heard that the U.K. Embassy requested the statue and would have put it on it's own land, but Rajapaksa had a DREAM that if he destroyed all symbols of former foreign rule, he would become more powerful!!!  So - according to Sunday Leader - he destroyed the statue of Queen Victoria placing the "remains" in Viharamahadevi Park in PIECES for vandals to loot and take away.  Here is a photo of the "rubble" of what used to be her statue:


AND, in same article it said he also took away a beautiful shield from 1500's Portuguese time and had it thrown in the sea in bits.  Whether or not he actually ordered this is only something I read in the Sunday Leader, but the photo of the rubble of Queen Victoria's former statue is very real.

What I know from history repeating itself is this:  if we destroy our past, we have no future.  Can one even imagine President Obama WIPING away all those "vestigess of colonial slavery" from American History?  We NEED the past to learn from it and move on to the future.  These things in Sri Lanka were world HERITAGE items....who is anyone to destroy them?  It brings to mind the horrible destruction of the UNESCO treasures of Bamiyan in Northern Afghanistan - the sleeping Buddhas - totally destroyed by the Taliban. 

If you really want to rid Lanka of all its "colonial history" why not set fire to all the tea plantations and tea factories?  After all, tea was not "native to the island", nor did the Sinhalese invent "tea growing".  Whether you liked the British or not....there would not be a Sri Lankan tea today had they not risked their savings and lives to travel so far and attempt coffee growing (which was wiped out by a blight....instead of giving up, they tried tea). 

Please TELL me you don't think "Baila" music was a Sri Lankan invention!  It was a gift from the Portuguese (whose surnames are used over half the island) and the word means "dance".  

Moreover, how can one destroy the beautiful WEB that WAS Sri Lanka?  There were Chinese who were born there (only in the late 1990's did these poor people gain "citizenship"! - for pete's sake, their ancestors were born there in Lanka, NOT like government wanted to say "they came in the 1930's" - that was a lie).  Chinese Lankans had been there for over 400 years.  As it was - already over 80% of the Burghers migrated to Australia in the 1980's because they were not "wanted" anymore.  Lanka, you LOST some GREAT, GREAT people including justices of supreme courts, doctors, engineers.  You cast them out because they weren't "Sinhalese".  YET - you think Sinhalas were the FIRST inhabitants of Lanka?  Oh, how sadly you've learned your Lankan History - the first were the Veddahs which is a Sinhala name for them....they were the aboriginal people and prefer to be called:  Wanniyala-Aetto  (forest people).  There were a heckuva lot more Tamils (all those who could migrated to Canada, U.S., Australia, U.K. - wake UP Lanka - you lost your professional people), and there were Malays, there were Moors (one sassy Sri Lankan told me he didn't care one way or another about the Moors as they were "mostly Sinhalese"). 

So there you have it - it is what it is.  And who was the idiot who decided to bring in those damn tuk-tuks to Sri Lanka??  I know there were 1930's taxis running on "rubber bands" but did you know that all the while tuk-tuks were coming in by the thousands, these cars were being shipped to U.K. to car collectors earning around $40,000. apiece.....so, you got your "tuk-tuks" and lost all your valuable antique cars?

Actually, what I saw in Sri Lanka in  2004 embarrassed me - the BURNING of plastic bottles (which is so toxic one can't imagine), the "attitude" among upper class that they were in control of everything.  All quite disturbing.  I didn't know that country anymore.

I am grateful and honoured....

Not that I check my "stats" all the time, but when I do, I am amazed to find I have a following from places like Denmark, Italy, Switzerland, Germany, Russia, Saudia Arabia, Belarus, Singapore, U.K., United Arab Republic, USA and more.  Am not sure why people are following my blogs, but appreciate all the following.  I'm a "frustrated short story writer" (and we all know how pesky THOSE folks can be, right???)

For the first time ever, now I feel I have to drive myself, better myself and entertain you all, but in a totally truthful way.  Thank you so much for following my blog.

Chandani

Do You Believe????

As a kid I heard this "bridge" from India to Sri Lanka called all sorts of names - it was called "Adam's Bridge" and   "Rama's Bridge" - in Hindu lore we read that the brave Hanuman constructed this "shoal bridge" in order to rescue Sita who was taken to Lanka by an evil Ravana.  It's called also "Ram Sethu" and many more names.  It spans a 12-mile gap between Lanka and India - the deserted colony of Danushkotha (once occupied by the Portuguese, I believe) - only facades are left from their days. 

Today, many are talking about building a bridge between India and Sri Lanka.  Others are talking about TOTALLY dredging the shoals or shoal islands so that large ships can pass through without going around Sri Lanka.

I am not a Hindu fanatic, nor am I an reactionary....but I do know that whenever we humans try to CHANGE what is already provided by nature - we pay a great price.  I am afraid what "dredging" or bridge building could do.  We humans know how to mess up a place really greatly, and I am afraid.

For now, I post the photos of "Adam's Bridge" or "Ram Sethu".  In another post I want to write about the THEN mystical island of Delft Island off the northwestern tip of Sri Lanka - I was so, so fortunate to have a teacher named Mr. Cyril Ekanayake who (in his late 60's when he taught me) as a boy had been taken all over the "island" (Lanka, Ceylon) by his father.  I will never forget his stories about Delft Island and the wild ponies.....more on this later.  For now - "Adam's Bridge" or "Ram Sethu"


Abandoned facades of Danushkota


   

My Papier Maché Boxes.....

I often make boxes for people I love.  Occasionally, I make them for strangers for a fee.  I collect pictures from magazines or brochures or catalogues or old calendars.  Here are a few I've made for friends - one who was a Cantor, another who loves dragons, another who loves to play Mah-Jong, another friend of Mexican origin and another who loves nostalgia.  For the most part, I make them for friends because they tell me what is important in their lives, but the box for nostalgia was a FIRST for me to do as a commission.

If you have a special flair, you can always email me and ask if I can make a special box for you based on your interests.


















   

An Idea What to Do with Shells or Stones You've Collected....

As a teenager, I collected cowry shells along the beautiful beaches of Trincomalee, Sri Lanka.  I must've collected over 50 of them - and carried them safely with me.  I never knew what to DO with them when one night I had a dream.....how pretty they would look assembled in the frame of a mirror.

Firstly, I had to find an old mirror with a wide frame (and I hoped for a bamboo-like frame and found one!) - paid all of $7. for the mirror.  THEN - it became a FAMILY project - my husband has a good eye for placement and details, and our daughter thought if we added a sprinkle of "glitter" to the putty, it would resemble beach sand.

This project took about 2 weeks from beginning to end (we had to be positively sure the putty was dry before hanging the mirror).  Now it hangs over our daughter's dresser and I've used EVERY shell I collected at Trincomalee.  Just a thought, but you might also do the same with shells from your area, or shards of pottery, or pieces of clay or pieces of coloured glass.  That is what I am most thankful for that as a youth I didn't HAVE any material things and had to use my imagination for everything.


We ALL collect "things" - this and that - so here's an idea to display these things.    
  

Friday, February 25, 2011

Thinking and praying for all those in Christchurch, NZ....

I can't even begin to fathom how horrible that earthquake was or how horrible it might've been to be one of those "trapped alive".  Just want all the KIWIS to know that our hearts, love and prayers are with you now and always!!!

WHO is your favourite "Outsourced" character and WHY??

We LOVE "Outsouced" maybe because of a background in the sub-continent.....have spoken to many who love it too.  We were a little upset that NBC moved it from 9:30 p.m. to 10:30 p.m. - that makes a BIG difference to working people like ourselves.  I remember one night my hubby and I went to sleep at 8:30 p.m. promising to wake one another up for "Outsourced" at 10:30 p.m. - and next thing we knew it was 5:30 a.m. and the alarm had sounded.

We love Maduri, but our absolute favourite is GUPTA because every family (White, African-American, Indian, Native-American, Chinese, Jewish, whatever) HAS a "Gupta" in the family....it's the relative we all wish we didn't have (but do).  It's the relative who just doesn't "get it" (doesn't have a clue what reality is).  It's the one we all wish we could hide in the closet when others stop by....and yet we LOVE him because of how he is.

We don't like the Australian character - she is way too loose (as is Todd) morally and doesn't set a good example to anyone, especially to our Hindu values as a family.  Rajiv is also hard to like (who can like someone always ready to take over, kick one out and become Manager?).  Manmeet is cool.  Of course, they're just characters in a show, in real life Rajiv may be the virtuous one; they're just actors and we need to keep that in mind.

Either one likes the show or hates it (doesn't seem to be any "middle ground") - we love it!  BUT since NBC put it on so late at night, most times we can't stay awake to watch it, thus we have to go to http://www.nbc.com/outsourced/   then go to WATCH OUTSOURCED ONLINE.

There were many Americans who saw it as an insult to all the unemployed Americans.  We didn't quite see it that way.  I don't think admitting many jobs went to India will automatically give Americans employment.  One has to look at the overall picture.  WHY were jobs outsourced?  (probably pay/ health ins.) - and if you want to blame someone for that - start at home with the local governments who allow companies to "outsource". 

I'm going to say something that will make me very, very unpopular, but I recently tried to fix an Internet problem with Verizon and spoke to a computer-illiterate employee in New York City (I'll call her Natasha) who could not fix my problem and wanted to try to SELL me a new modem (not only did I not need one - it would not have fixed the problem).  Luckily, I held my ground and said "Look, Natasha, I'm not accepting what you are saying.  I want to speak to your supervisor".   Within seconds, I was transferred to a supervisor in Delhi, India.  Within 15 minutes he immediately knew what the problem was (definitely not a new modem) and fixed it and I was really happy.  There are TWO sides to Outsourced - yes, the wages are less, etc. but the technology in India is SUPERB!!!  You put an "IT" person named Natasha from New York City (maybe originally from Ukrainia?) and an "IT" person named "Ganesh" (I made that name up) from Delhi in a room and I guarantee the smarter of the two will be Ganesh.  So NUMBER ONE - if we want to compete in this modern world, we'd best be skilled as much as Ganesh or we will be left behind.  Simple as that! 

Initially, some Indian-Americans felt "insulted" by the show, but hope they've come around.  After all, how many shows are there out there where Indian-Asians can have a job acting?        

REAL Texas Chili....

Recipe is only USD $1.59.....step by step easy to follow instructions. 49 years experience as a gourmet cook. Pay at: Paypal: farrshimla@gmail.com and please mention WHICH recipe you want.

NO PEEK CHICKEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Nando and My Chicken Avocado Soup

Nando and I both love to cook and experiment in cooking.  We came up with this recipe by testing, trial and error.

NANDO & CHANDANI'S CHICKEN AVOCADO SOUP

1 to 2 Tblsp. olive oil
1/2 onion, chopped
2 to 3 jalepeño chilies, each slices in 8ths, lengthwise
1 tsp. minced garlic
1/2 bag mini-carrots, already peeled, cut into 1/3rds
2 to 3 chicken breasts, cut into 2-inch lengths
Salt and pepper to taste
2 Tblsp. tomato paste
1 large can (18 oz.) chicken broth
1/2 cup cream
1/2 lime
1/2 bunch cilantro, chopped finely
1 cup frozen peas
4 oz. finely shredded cheese (Mexican, any cheese you like)
2 avocados, peeled and sliced

TORTILLA DUMPLINGS:
8 flour tortillas
1/2 cup milk
Dash salt
1/2 bunch cilantro, finely chopped

     Heat olive oil in Dutch oven; add onions, jalepeño, garlic, carrots and chicken over medium heat; cook 4-5 minutes.  Add seasonings and tomato paste; stir.  Add chicken brother and boil on medium heat about 20 minutes, or until carrots and chicken are done.  Turn off heat and add: cream, lime, cilantro, frozen peas and cheese.  Stir well and put lid on to let steep.

     Meanwhile, prepare the tortilla dumplings: soak the tortillas in the milk.  Break into pieces and with salt and cilantro put in blender (along with any leftover milk) and beat.  Roll in palm of hand into little balls (flatten a little) - like flattened meatballs.  Heat 2-3 Tblsp. olive oil in a small pan and sauté dumplings (turning over as browned) until browned on both sides.
    
     In soup bowls to serve: pour soup, add 2-3 tortilla dumplings, and top with avocado slices.  Serve at once.  DO NOT REHEAT avocados.

Chinese Almond Float Dessert (T'ao Whei Chri)

Originally, Almond Float was made with agar-agar instead of gelatin, and without fruit
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Russian Cream (a very rich dessert)

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My Mother's Cheesecake....

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Thursday, February 24, 2011

Indian (Native-American) Pudding

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SAVARIN AU RHUM (Rum Baba)

This is a French-Polish recipe I got from a friend of my Mum's side:
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"Abacate Batida" (Avocado "whipped" Ice-Cream - Brazil)

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The PAINFUL truth about our Farr Inn....

When we tried to create a Bed & Breakfast in 2003 (mostly based upon our personal experiences in B&B's and especially one place I went as a youth: Farr Inn in Horton Plains, Sri Lanka)....we made a lot of mistakes.

Firstly, we assumed that most of our B&B guests would be like we ARE: adventurous, willing to participate in a host family's life (that's what we still enjoy most about B&B's) and to enjoy a new experience.  We had been to many, many B&B's all over the world - taking a shower down the hall was NOT a problem for us (that's why bathrooms have locks!).  We couldn't care less about the TV reception in a B&B - instead we enjoyed talking with the owners or other guests about books they enjoyed and had recently read or about life stories in general soaking in their wealth of knowledge about the region in general.

Our first few guests clearly let us know that Americans do not like to share bathrooms (we're Americans; we don't have a problem with that).  In addition, we discovered even if a bathroom was PRIVATE but 2-4 feet away from their door....it was STILL a problem!  They wanted "en suite" ONLY (even if privacy robes were offered).  It's strange, because older Americans would speak with nostalgia about "tourist houses" that used to exist in America - where one paid to spend the night, bathroom was always down the hall and breakfast was whatever the host or hostess was serving.  

We tried our level best, based on what we enjoyed (and still enjoy!) about B&B's - otherwise if one wants all those in-room luxuries - one is better of going to a hotel - they have it all and they also don't worry if you go on a tour and arrive late (we worried about one elderly couple who should've shown up after a touring day at 6:00 p.m. and didn't show up until 11:00 p.m.)....we even thought to go looking for them (indeed they'd gotten lost) as we cared about our guests.  A hotel would never do that for its guests - don't show up??  Who cares!!!

We discovered that some Americans feel awkward sharing a breakfast table with strangers.  Nando and I were just the opposite; we couldn't wait to meet new people at the breakfast table and hear new stories rather than our own "same old stories".

Later, we discovered (when a couple sent orange juice back to us, saying "I can't drink this!!").....that many Americans do not like orange juice with pulp.  We finally had to ask what was wrong with it when it was sent back -  we smelled it, tasted it and couldn't figure out what was wrong with it.  She and her husband chimed in "It has PULP!!!!"  Oh, sorry, God forbid....oranges have that, you know, but a whole generation has grown up in America believing that oranges come without pulp, that "chickens" come from the freezer section, not REALLY chickens on a FARM; eggs likewise.

We then discovered that there would be guests who could not eat flour, eggs, wheat, milk, soy, mango, orange or other products but when asked WHAT they'd like for breakfast we were told "Surprise me!!!"  Many a time  I felt like putting a napkin down on the table for such folk.  How would we know what to serve that they could eat and why did they expect us to "surprise them" with something they could eat??

There were guests we loved to pieces and we're still friends with to this day - these are people who had been to B&B's before and were accustomed to what a real B&B was like - these people are still very, very close to us to this day....we love them almost as much as family and we're thankful for their friendship (Nancy & Ron, Rosemary & Lewis, Tim & Ellen, the Perkins, the sweet couple originally from Bihar, India who gave our daughter a heart necklace because "she'd stolen their heart", Daedra's Mum & Daedre's Mum and a ton of others!).  I think that because of such people we tried to please even harder

B&B's grow more competitive and play on luxury rather than family atmosphere - some B&B's boast jacuzzi in the bathrooms (to me that's a spa, not a B&B), others boast a "microwave in the room", then it's a "fridge in the room" then it's a flat-screen TV in the room, and WiFi is now an absolute.  But if they want that many amenities WITHIN their room, they'd probably be much happier at a hotel.  In fact, Comfort Inns, La Quinta all have breakfast bars these days so why come to a B&B when they can go to a hotel and have everything in their room (TV, microwave, fridge)?  They also don't have to interact with other people at hotels.

We had a lovely couple from California who did want to do a "sing-along" (he was originally from Pakistan,; she was American-born) - and that was a beautiful, beautiful night.  They were basically the only ones who requested a "sing-along" (that was in our brochure)

We remember going to a B&B in Victoria, B.C. where the hostess not only met us at the ferry, but hauled our luggage into her station wagon, took us (after we settled in) on a tour of Victoria.  We missed our dog at home, so she let her doggie sit with us as we all discussed a great book written by a Sri Lankan author.  We'll never forget our stay with her....it was awesome!  We felt that we were staying with a friend.  She was a good cook, served real freshly squeezed orange juice (with pulp) and she was thoroughly charming and entertaining.

But on the whole, what we learned from out 5-1/2 year experience as B&B owners was that "one can't please all the people".  We had complaints about one shower (that we eventually were forced to weld in a certain direction) messing up ladies' hair-dos....but when we had let it LOOSE previously (for 3 years), we had more than a few couples who were doing whatever  in the shower and directed the shower head to the FLOOR (which came down and leaked on our heads in the bedroom below!).

Definitely, we don't miss the guests who threw tantrums because (in spite of everything being spelled out as per cancellations) they wanted things THEIR WAY and were so upset they TRASHED the room (wiped their shoes with our towels and unthinkable other things).  Fortunately, they were few.

We tried to keep prices down for guests, again based on the kind of B&B's we had visited....not necessarily luxurious, but comfy, homey and affordable.  Proportionately, I know our income was less than our expenses.  We might've made more money if we had 3 "en suite" bathrooms, but we didn't have the capital to tackle such construction efforts.  We'd just put a brand new roof on the inn, painted the exterior and did a great deal of remodeling.

Also - we made MISTAKES based on bad advice from "experts".  A financial planner (semi-related) told us "Oh God, don't EVER, EVER pay cash for a house" (although we - at the time, not now - had more than enough to cover the house, a new roof, remodelling, etc. - we had just "bubble-sold" a house in Florida) "you POSITIVELY need to mortgage it!!!" - we listened to her rotten advice, figuring she is a financial planner and must know.  So for the first 3-4 years because of running a MORTGAGE (instead of having pd. cash in the beginning) - we were paying over $1,500 a month in INTEREST.  Alas, it took too long to figure out this was STUPID!  SECOND biggest mistakes: putting the phone in the Inn's name rather than as a "residential phone".  We were told by a 30-plus year B&B owner (friends) in Wash. State that no-one would EVER call us unless we had a toll-free number, moreover, we should get a CENTREX number so that people wouldn't use our phones to call Saudi Arabia, Mexico and the like.  So - instead of paying $90.99 a month for a residential number - including Internet - we were not only charged DOUBLE but additional for a toll-free line - our monthly phone bills were about $700.  AND - how stupid we were to put the trash and recycling under the INN's name (we tried to do everything LEGALLY) rather than as a residence - we were charged double for that, double for electricity/gas (being a business).  EVERY bill was doubled as a "business".  We know now that the best (perhaps not the most honest!) way to get charged the lowest rate for phone, Internet, garbage, electricity & gas is to just list oneself as a P. Smith or whatever one's surname is.   

Because our bills overwhelmed us (due to the rotten advice we were given) - we had to sell and believe me it was a BARGAIN for the new owners!  When we bought the HOUSE in 2003 - every wall had smoke-filled wallpaper....after removing wallpaper and 3 layers of "KILZ" we finally could PRIME it for painting.  There were 2 toilets in the house (both leaked), and a bathtub that could not be used (upstairs) because of leaking, and ONE leaking sink.  We went to the bathroom up at the grocery store - that's how bad it was.  80% of the rooms had wall-to-wall SMOKE-FILLED carpeting  - the kitchen cabinets were so loaded with GREASE (from hands) that even industrial grease removers couldn't remove it all (we had to use Brillo slowly, carefully).  Oddly enough - the basement shower (that the buyers' realtor tried to tell us was "illegal" for its water flow) HAD been installed by previous owner and had passed City inspection many times.  It was just a "ploy" to reduce by $20,000. more.  When I said "Oh, if it's so illegal, I'll be glad to take it out personally with a hatchet and then it won't be there to OFFEND" - suddenly she said "oh, there's no need to be nasty (oh, and she HADN'T been???)

We put up with a lady in a CITY-owned house on a corner street - we had no problems with her.  She just happened to hold crack and prostitution parties several nights a week and her "clients" all urinated on our guests' tyres and shouted obscenities.  We tried everything we know: local Police Dept., Sheriff's Office, District Attorney's Office, City, and City Housing Authority - they just stalled and said "it was difficult to make inroads".

Then the city decided to put in all new sewer systems on the street where we lived.  Many times our street was blocked and guests had to put up elsewhere as they couldn't enter the street - just as well, because the water coming out from the spigots was a horrible brownish-yellow.  We ABIDED; we endured!!

We got all the THORNS and the new buyers got all the bouquets of roses.  That's how life goes, right?  
Anyway - we at least TRIED our dream and I know a lot more people who WISH they would have had the courage to try a dream than those who followed their dreams, failed and regretted.  So we have no regrets, and made many new lasting friends.  If our life's savings hadn't dwindled down....we'd probably still be running a B&B.

On our 25th wedding anniversary we hope to go to Ireland and stay at country B&B's along the way, the homier the better.  

My Pesto Sauce for Pasta....

1 cup firmly packed fresh basil leaves
1/2 cup firmly packed parsley sprigs with stems removed
1/2 cup grated Parmesan or Romano cheese
1/4 cup pine nuts, walnuts or almonds
1 large clove garlic, quartered
1/4 cup olive oil

     In a food processor bowl or blender container combine basil, parsley, Parmesan, nuts, garlic and 1/4 teaspoon salt.  Cover; process or blend with on-off turns until a paste forms, stopping the machine several times and scraping the sides.  With the machine running slowly, gradually add the oil and process to blend to the consistency of soft butter (my machine doesn't have a hole in the top and won't let me add slowly).


     Divide mixture into 3 portions (about 1/4 cup each).  Store portions in small airtight containers.  Refrigerate for 1-2 days or freeze up to 1 month.  Thaw the pesto and bring to room temperature before using over your favourite paste.  Makes total 3/4 cup pesto sauce.  

San Francisco Firehouse Bread....

Baked in a coffee can....
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GEELRYS (South Africa - Yellow Rice Pilaf)

This is a very old Boer recipe from South Africa.  There was great interchange between the Boers of South Africa and the Burghers (those of mixed Dutch- or Portuguese- ancestry with Sri Lankans and Indians).  This is perhaps the best rice recipe I have ever been lucky enough to find (and rewrite with modern measurements: GEELRYS is the Rice Pilaf:
FRIKKADELS are the meatballs:
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MOCKA-MOLE (Guacamole without the fat of Avocadoes)

1 bag frozen peas
1 pint plain no-fat yogurt
1 medium Vidalia onion, chopped
1-2 peeled cloves of garlic
1/2 cup salsa
1/2 lime squeezed for juice
2-3 cleaned jalepeños

Blend all above ingredients in a blender until smooth consistency like guacamole

Lentil "Burgers"

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Lise's Harvest Chili Recipe......vegetarian

My dear friend Lise gave me this recipe for a vegetarian "Chili" and like all the foods she cooks or bakes....it's delicious! 

LISE'S HARVEST CHILI

soy protein, dry 1 cup
soy sauce, 1/4 cup
sesame oil, 1/4 tsp.
onions, 2 large
garlic, 5 cloves
olive oil, 1/2 cup
zucchini 3.5 lbs.
green/red pepper
tomato sauce (half a 28 oz. can, freeze rest)
cider vinegar, 2 Tblsp.
barbecue sauce containing smoke flavor, 1 Tblsp.
black beans, 1 can
red beans, 1 can
corn, 1 can

     1)  In a soup bowl, place soybean protein, soy sauce and sesame oil, add water and mix until mixture remains moist.
     2)  Chop together onions and garlic.  Pour oil in a large skillet, add onion and garlic and sauté until translucent.  Mix in moistened soy protein and continue cooking.
     3)  Coarsely chop the zucchini and red pepper, mix with above, and cook uncovered until most juices have cooked down.
     4)  Drain beans into a colander, briefly rinse with water.  To cooking mixture add tomato sauce, vinegar, barbecue sauce, herbs and spices, and beans.   Cook several hours covered.  If too much liquid remains, cook further a while uncovered, but stir often to prevent scorching at the bottom.

Herbs and spices: 1/4 cup each: chopped dried peppers and dried tomatoes - 2 tsp. each: chili powder, dried parsley flakes, 1 tsp each: salt, cinnamon, cumin, basil; 1/2 tsp. each: red crushed pepper (hot), oregano.
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I change recipes to suit what we have in the house (perhaps we don't happen to have such-and-such ingredient in the house and it's a snowy day)....or we happen to already have 2 cans of garbanzo beans, so hey - why not try it?   So the recipe that follows ist "my variation of Lise's Harvest Chili".  I like hers better.

VEGETARIAN HARVEST CHILI (MY VERSION)

3 cups soy protein (dry) - sometimes called TSP (textured soy protein)
2 cups soy sauce
Dash of each: liquid smoke, malt vinegar, sesame oil, Worcestershire sauce

Put in food processor (for whatever unknown reason we call it a "robo-cook"):
3 onions
2 chilies
About 4 stalks celery
1 green pepper (seeded)
4 small zucchini
1 Tblsp. minced garlic
1 Tblsp. minced ginger
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4 Tblsp. olive oil

1 can (28 oz.) crushed tomatoes
1 BIG can (18 oz.) chicken stock (veggie stock works too)
Water (rinse out "robo-cook" and tomato tin)

Salt & Pepper
2 Tblsp. cumin powder
2 Tblsp. chili powder
2 cans black beans, rinsed & drained
2 cans pinto beans, rinsed & drained
2 cans corn, rinsed & drained

Method:  Soak soy protein with soy sauce & "dash liquids), add water if necessary.  Meanwhile, take 2 Tblsp. of the olive oil and sauté all veggies - add salt and pepper and put in large soup pan.  Add can of tomatoes, chicken stock and water.  Meanwhile - in same pan used for veggies: heat 2 Tblsp. olive oil and sauté soy protein mixture until slightly brown.  Add soy mixture to other ingredients in soup pan.  Bring to the boil.  Add beans and corn.  Turn off - ready to serve.

 Makes 2 big pots of chili.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Nando....

Nando is my hero-husband!!!  Can tell you a funny story of how we met (we were introduced by a mutual friend in Houston, Texas named Ofelia).  Alas, Ofelia died before even knowing of the fruits of her matchmaking labour!  Anyway - in 1991, I think, Ofelia (whom I'd met at a computer class in Houston, Texas) wanted to matchmake with a guy she knew named Fernando (Nando from here on).  She said "Look, if I give him your address and he writes a letter (obviously before everyone had a PC in their home!) what harm could it do?  If you don't like his letter, throw it in the rubbish.  If you like it, you could reply to him".  And that, alas, was Ofelia's last involvement since she died shortly after that with cancer.  I told her "OK" and maybe that was the LAST conversation we had before Ofelia died.  A letter arrived in the mail from one Fernando Diaz, in Spanish, of course.  It wasn't overly amourous - it was more about establishing a friendship.  He enclosed a photo (that looked like "Bambi"!!!) and a phone number encouraging me to call him collect.  I liked the letter.  It was sincere and from the heart.  I took a chance (oh my gosh, everyone in my family had said "do you KNOW you might've been calling a SERIAL KILLER???") and called him after reading his sincere letter.

We became great penpals over the next 3 months (alas, Ofelia passed away).  We called one another often....soon it became every day and that was way before "phone cards" or Skype or all the tools one has today.  I didn't have a computer, neither did he.  We called one another so often that finally he asked me if I would please do a great favour - to celebrate his birthday with him in Houston.  He sent me an airline ticket (I was scared!!!).  He said "if you accept, I'll book you in such-and-such-hotel because I'm rooming with 6 guys and it wouldn't be RIGHT to bring you here!".  I was scared, but also not afraid.

Here's the funny part, folks!!!  I did accept his invitation and flew to Houston.  He told me he was 5'7" and I told him I was "just under" 30 years of age.  Ahem!!!  BOTH were lies!!!  So....I landed in Houston airport and began looking for guy 5'7" or taller - not one in sight!!  I grew ANGRY, thinking "aw, he stood me up....no other recourse but to get back on the next plane to Florida!".....stood there a good 30 minutes and suddenly this "dude" emerged  who was maybe 5'0" with a bouquet of roses in his face - it was Nando.  HE had lied about his heigth and I had lied about my AGE.  I said "Oh, I thought you'd be taller".  At least he was gentleman enough NOT to say "Oh, I thought you'd be younger!"

At last we finally met up and realized we weren't exactly the height or age we claimed to be, but that we liked one another nonetheless.  Moreover, as Nando didn't drive then he had asked a friend to drive us both from airport (only I didn't know until WAY LATER that the guy didn't even have a driver's license!!).......we left the airport with his friend in the car.  His friend  drove STRAIGHT down a NO ENTRY driveway with cars beeping at him all the while and said to me in Spanish "Gee, I don't know why this ALWAYS happens when I come down this way!"  (duh!!!!)

Anyway - somehow his friend managed to drive us to a Mexican restaurant in downtown Houston, where we 3 had lunch ( I think this was Nando's way to pay his friend for the airport ride).  I was dropped off at a hotel (which Nando had paid for) and didn't see Nando until next day - when he took me to the Zoo and a lot of other places of Houston including a Mexican restaurant called "Doneraki" - I liked him as my friend, and the feeling was mutual.  It wasn't "fireworks" - it was friendship.  When I got back to Florida, having such a good friend as he was (and still is!) - neither one of us could let it go.  We began to call one another every day (sometimes 3 times a day) and each of us ran up over $300 monthly phone bills.  It was at that point that we decided "either I move to Houston or Nando moves to Florida".  My Mum was still alive at the time and was predisposed to DISLIKE Nando at all costs (will explain another time why she felt that way).  She wouldn't even THINK of moving to Houston (although Nando was prepared to pay for all our moving expenses).....so, he came to Florida.  It wasn't easy for him.  I still lived with my Mum (who DESPISED him without even knowing him) and he was forced to rent part of an apartment with two lesbians.

My Mum was so cruel to him (and unjustly so) - eventually in 1994 he asked me to marry him - I accepted; we moved in to a rat-infested, cockroach-infested apartment that we could afford.  We had tried every which way with my Mum to get her approval - was not meant to be.  So we married in the court and then my Mum's "chismosa" (as we say in Spanish: gossipy?) friend read about our wedding in the newspaper (all marriages and divorces and births and deaths were published then) and my Mum called to ask "Oh, is there SOMETHING you want to TELL ME???" - after we married we tried really hard to find a place for the 3 of us, but Mum was quite obstinate at the time.  Even (after 3 years of paying rent in a roach/rat-infested apartment in order to build up some deposit) when we bought our OWN house (and specifically with a mother-in-law room and bathroom (with safety devices) - she would not accept our offer to move in with us.

Then came 3 strokes to my Mum and she was at the point where she absolutely HAD to go to nursing home per law (fire laws).  We visited her daily at first, but it was quite draining - then twice a week.  She had once told me "if you ever put me in a nursing home I will DIE within 24 hours!" - instead she lasted 3 years there and it was a good nursing home with good patient values.   

Oh, but here is where I get to tell you the BEST part - after her 2nd stroke - Nando would take her (per her will) down to the St. John's River bank to watch the fisherman reel up there catches - he put a sun hat on her and made sure she had water, etc.  Quite often he CARRIED her from car to bench.

At the end my Mum would not EAT unless.....Nando fed her.  So there is a turning around in many situations.      

A full life in a 1/2-inch binder.........

I've been researching the life of my late Dad, which isn't easy.  It's a journey through a labyrinth of misleading facts (not purposely).  Mostly, I'm trying to research his participation in WWII - from 1944-1945.  He was with the U.S. Army in England in a division called SHAEF (Supreme Headquarters Allied Expeditionary Force) with both the OWI (Office of War Information) and later with the PWD (Psychological Warfare Department).

Frankly, I have only a binder that is 1/2-inch thick to represent my Dad's life and career.  This is difficult research because I happen to have loved my Dad and he stood 10 ft. tall in my eyes.  To see his "whole career" reduced to a folder of that size makes me feel that he was greatly underestimated (as are many people who touch our lives).

It's a painful journey.  He was born in 1910 but in order to fulfill his dreams of joining the Navy, he simply changed his birth date to 1908 (as he would have been underage to join the Navy).  In those days, one could simply add or detract a few years - no one checked.  In one paper he lists that he graduated from a certain high school in Cleveland, OHIO.  Later, I wrote to that High School to "correct" his alumni information only to find out he had indeed attended (under a name that would puzzle me and open up a whole new sphere to explore) but left as a sophomore (probably to join the Navy).  He did finish high school (not same one he started) studying nights and even went on to earn a college degree in electronic engineering at "Western Reserve University" in Cleveland (now Case-Western).

To TOUCH these pages is a sacred journey.  I am not only a time-traveler by looking through these pages, but suddenly I become a detective, perhaps even an intruder.  It's also painful because of "hearsay" from my late Mum - about my Dad, and I don't know how much of that to believe.  Each page I touch speaks to me.

I seem to be the only one in the family with interest in pursuing this (to such depths).  On the other hand, to be fair, I am the only one who was LEFT with his papers.  My sister in Florida encouraged me by telling me I resemble "The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo" (I take it as a compliment, although I've not seen the film).  There are many helping hands along the way....a nice chap named Martin in U.K. who tried to help and even sent photos of where Griffis Bushy Park Teddington, London (plaques, etc. - the base is no longer there).  Then there is the OSS Society that I recently joined - such nice, nice people encouraging me with all sorts of ideas how to research my Dad's WWII records....great group of people!

I might add there was a horrible fire in the 1970's in St. Louis, Missouri (where most military records are kept) that destroyed many WWII records.  Depending upon whom one speaks to - some say it destroyed files beginning with letter A-H, others (and I've heard this more often) P-Z.  So five requests to National Personnel Records came up with "nothing" on my Dad.

It's a journey that is painful in many other ways.  I look through the yellowed, stained pages in a file - this is ALL my Dad's life, basically.  My HERO'S life fits into a file only 1/2-inch wide.

He was "larger than life" (isn't that the phrase so many use when a person is grander than an explanation and definitely can't be begged into a box).

He died in 1981 but reached out to me in the year 2000 in a way that can only be described as "supernatural", and it came from my late sister in Washington State.  She called me in April 2000 and screamed that a telex had just "appeared" under her door.  It was from my Dad (not written to either of us) from August 5th, 1979.  She felt he was trying to reach me (she was psychic) and wondered if I would like to have the telex - of course I would!  She mailed it pronto, after making a copy for herself.  The bulk of the telex (to a fellow HAM operator named Mort) was jibberish, but the ending was what hit us most: "I will be looking forward to hearing from you if you can get anything figured out for me" - regards, "Duke" (Oh yeah, he was the DUKE after John Wayne and people just called him that....it's not a name he asked to be called).  It is just too mysterious as to how this telex (dated 1979, written in Florida....two years before my Dad died) landed under the door of my sister in Washington State in the year 2000.  Sadder still, just a year after my sister sent this to me, she died in her sleep (way too young) "hardening of the arteries" was the official cause of death.  I still have the telex if anyone out there doubts my words (I'll simply scan it).

When I say "larger than life" - he was such a character FULL of life.....animated, active, intelligent....all these adjectives come to mind.  He would've given his very last shirt to clothe someone who needed it, and he was always on the side of the "underdog" (he loved that word) - if the "underdog" in question was Jewish, Tamil, African-American, Hispanic, Chinese - he was ALWAYS on their side and would fight their battles!!  He planned things (sometimes one would say with too much rigidity) for the family vacation-wise, and did things of great generosity to help the family.  He went through a bad period in the 1960's but I really don't want to bring that up here - as far as I'm concerned, he was our family HERO; we are all human.

There are so many genealogy sites but I am determined not to PAY to join any clubs....I don't think that's fair....public documents are public documents.  People shouldn't charge others to see their ancestral documents.

I just want to warn anyone going down that "road" of ancestral discovery that it is indeed a labyrinth and may take some very unexpected turns.

Will write when I hear more.  Meanwhile - here is my Popi (Dad) in his uniform in WWII:  wasn't he a handsome soul???


Everyone says "you look JUST like him!!!"  Hope I have half his generosity and heart!

IF you embark on a journey to learn more about your family's ancestry, please be prepared for some BUMPS along the way!

My husband, Nando (as I call him) is a good guy....a guy my Dad would've loved had he been alive to meet him.  Gee, I hope that whatever "file" Nando and I leave for our daughter is MORE than 1/2-inch file.

REVERE your ancestors - they are all you have (really) to give to your offspring.
Nighty-night,
CD