Sunday, September 11, 2011

Lately on the TUF

traditionally, i have maintained a tenacious loathing of all vegetables that share the pepper/chili family.  it is well documented by those close to me how vehemently and for how long i have opposed peppers and chilies in my food.  this is particularly notable, as there are almost no other foods in the WORLD that have given my appetite such pause.  in just the past few months, however, i have noted the end of this preference phenomenon.

case in point: we went to the downtown farmer's market yesterday for the first time in a while, much to the dogs' collective thrill!  there was a riot of colorful vegetables out in force, with some tantalizing signs of the cooler weather (!) harvest to come.  this time, i was completely dazzled by the peppers and chilies offered up by booth after booth at the market.  i could not believe the diversity of shapes, colors, and sizes--piles and piles of vibrant shiny peppers!  i wanted to swim in them, roll in them like the ball pit at the children's amusement park.  i nearly seized and devoured a bag of impossibly beautiful small specimens labeled "scotch bonnet chilies," but dan (forever the logical realist) informed me that those may be some of the spiciest chilies available, and would turn my pepper-reverie into a hellish spicemare.  he then gathered a collection of delectable, reasonably-spiced peppers and chilies to turn into his famous buffalo chili for dinner.

when we got home, chili preparation began immediately.  it is an all-day cooking event, after all!  the chili master decided to grill the million chilies and peppers we had acquired.  the ground buffalo browned with the onion and garlic as the chilis became aromatic.  THIS WAS GOING TO RULE.



dan then mixed the grilled goodness with the browned business in the big skillet.  he added some lone star beer, chili spices, and a can of tomato paste.  our eyes burned from the onion and chili chopping, but even with eyes squeezed shut we could smell the deliciousness that was in our future.  simmertime!

in the meantime, we had been incredibly productive before noon, dinner wasn't for many hours, and there was some trout in the fridge that needed immediate attention.  it was grilled quickly and turned into a leisurely weekend lunch.  dan enjoyed his neat, the light seasonings and grilled-flavor enough for him.  being kind of ridiculous, i decided to turn mine into non-traditional fish tacos.  that is: organic lettuce and local goat cheez (purchased mere hours before!), some dill pickle slices, and the flaked grilled trout, on toasted tortillas.  HIGHLY RECOMMEND.

at this point, i'm going to do something kind of odd: i'm going to bring up our compost heap.  i began to discuss it in jest in a previous post, but it's time i gave it some real attention.  the compost heap is pretty amazing, actually--it has gone from a tiny afterthought to a real, dirt producing, waste-reducing entity in our backyard.

we have implemented a tupperware container on the kitchen counter in which we accumulate compostables: vegetable tops, bottoms, guts and peels; coffee grounds; compostable dryer sheets; eggshells; various other (non-greasy, non-meat) bits and pieces.  we also have been composting the guinea pig and rat bedding, and incorporating coop/run hay as well.  after several months of stuff-adding, raking, watering, and waiting, the pile is actively producing lovely dirt.  it leans against the chicken run, and the ladies love the bug-fet it offers.  we are still considering the best way to use the finished dirt, considering our shade/sun gardening challenges; however, it has certainly reduced our landfill contribution.  more on this and gardening as developments develop!

now, back to food.  saturday evening, the chili has been simmering all day, filling our house with chiliful aromas.  dan has his over penne, sprinkled with chopped onions; i have mine over market lettuce greens, with the onions and some creamy chunks of goat cheez (i LOVE the stuff!).  as predicted, IS DELICIOUS.

the million grilled chilis lent an unusual sweetness to the dish.  i can safely say this was the best chili i had ever had IN MY LIFE.  i feel like i say that a lot when i talk about dan's chili; he is a really good cook.

in short: tastes change, seasons change, kitchen scraps change into dirt, and the food around here stays tasty.  thank you for your readership, Dear Reader...more soon!

Monday, September 5, 2011

Double Digits


my loves, it's been HOT.  so hot.  100+ degrees for months hot. fan-broiler setting on toaster oven hot.  worry about your lungs cooking inside you with each breath hot.  we here at the TUF are not ones to complain, but i've been feeling as though Seasonal Affective Disorder in REVERSE has been eating my lunch.  can we go on? can we continue TUFing it out through this chicken panting/face melting/air-conditioner frying/global warming heat wa....



wait!

i walked out this morning for dog and chicken duty, and i noticed that the air had changed.  it was subtle, but it definitely felt....lighter.  like i weighed a tiny bit less, like a barometric pressure change had ruffled my cells.  the chickens seemed particularly buoyant as well, cascading out of the coop noisily.  it felt good to be outside!

i had been cooped up myself for the past few days, fighting off a brief but blustery cold.  i was glad for the long weekend to work through it, and today i feel way better.  after living on the couch for a few days, this breezy double digit day was perfect to help me back into the swing of things.









in the middle of the day we took to the yard to enjoy the air.  not a chicken was panting!  and some bananas had flown in from the neighbor's yard!  cue impromptu chicken party!

sammo surprised us by having a double lay day...TWO beautiful green eggs were waiting for us in the nest box.  double digits=double eggin'!

to cap off this labor day holiday from the heat, we decided to grill some ribs and corn, accompanied by sauteed swiss chard.  for the first time in a very long time, we enjoyed our meal al fresco, balancing our plates on our knees and surveying the Totally Urban Farm from our stairless porch-turned-balcony.  welcome fall!  here's to lower temperatures and more TUFventures!