Wednesday, December 23, 2009
'Tis the season, and I got an inclination for s sandwich but I am frankly not crazy about the store-bought kind. So, I rode the bike across town to the Co-Op (which has everything), and invested in a fresh loaf about two feet long.
Bread is about half the secret to a very good sandwich of any kind, and Boise is blessed with at least a couple of the best bakeries in the world. That makes the rest easy.
For this particular project, I used about a half-pound of sliced baked ham, a similar amount of pepper salami, a half-pound of Mozarella, of which half was sliced and the rest shredded. I added two sliced Italian tomatoes, half a red bell pepper, a handful of basil, oregano, thyme, rosemary and ataragon, four thin-sliced cloves of garlic, and a couple of splashes of balsamic vinegar over the tomatoes. The technique for making this is not really a technique: a couple of splashes of virgin olive oil over the bread, then a base of mozarella slices, then layers of meat, tomatoes, peppers, and the shredded cheese on top, a few shakes of parmesan, the garlic slices, and some pepper on top, then into the oven on a baking pan at 400F for 15 minutes.
Since the portion control is over the top for even a serious sandwich craving, I cut this in half, wrapped one half in aluminum foil for later, and ate the other half with most of a bottle of Cab.
It's just one of a bunch of possibilities for fine solo dining I plan to expand upon in a screed I am working on called Bachelor Padding. The point of Bachelor Padding will be to show that a person who is single, specifically an old fart like myself (although similarly unattached females could surely do it too), can survive happily on a minimal income. I'd be glad to address any questions on the finer points or take any helpful hints anyone would care to pass along for the general good of all. Cheers.
Posted by Ron Rhodes at 9:47 AM
Tuesday, December 01, 2009
One friend and former colleague in Tokyo lamented having to listen to Christmas songs at the supermarket around Halloween. I have always found it difficult to get in a Christmas mood without seeing at least a little snow, so here we are, having seen and actually fiddled with, snow and almost finished the Thanksgiving leftovers, gradually getting ready to get ready to be in the mood for Christmas-yearend holidays.
It costs a lot to relocate from one part of the world to another. The cost is emotional, as well as monetary, of course, but at least part of the expense of moving for me was in shipping a lot of candles, bears and Christmas decorations that I could have replaced easily and at far less than the cost of shippping. Sigh...
Having said that though, I'm glad to have some of those familiar bears, candles and decorations here. I even found a decent replacement pseudo-tree, which is now up and looking not bad at all. So the holiday mood is gradually moving in. I've been to the mall already, helping Mom get new boots, and getting lost while trying to find the holiday meat-log shop. I did buy one gift that I actually wanted to buy, plus a couple that I frankly don't know quite what to do with because I was so besmitten by a lovely saleslady named Maya, whose sales pitch was impossible to resist (at the time). I need to watch that.
The rest of the Christmas shopping will consist of finding a bulk source of chocolate-covered cherry cordials. As the countdown continues, I have so far heard identifiably Christmas-song music only three times. Since it is just about to become December, I consider that a positive sign that I have not surrendered to the season too far ahead of plan. In any case, happy holiday of your choice, whenever and wherever that may be.
Posted by Ron Rhodes at 4:28 AM