I’m not sure if there is a meditative cookbook out there, but after last weekend, I’m become aware of how important heat is in cooking.
My husband and I only boiled water for ramen and oatmeal, but each time, we got to see how much wood is required to produce the heat for our food. It was fun to be more immersed in the cooking process, going to the forest and picking stems and then breaking stems to fit into the small stove.
After a weekend of cooking on our Solo Stove, our water pot turned black. Music: 'Unrecognizable Now: 1' by Creative Commons.
While boiling water, we had to keep an eye on the fire, tending it and adding more wood when necessary. Heat is such an important part of any cooking process, I wonder why it’s never described as much.
Baking recipes include oven temperatures, but people’s ovens can vary in size, altitude and the heat dispersion. When following a stove top recipe, there’s only three modes, high, medium and low heat, no matter which stove your using.
I would like to follow a recipe that calls for the amount of fuel needed to generate the heat. "You’ll need 12 logs of oak, 4 logs of pine…"
Walked through an open field of wheat right before a summer storm
Being open minded isn’t a choice. I thought I was open minded in my twenties, but my mind really had no way of being more than it was.
At the time, "open minded" people supported lgbt rights and feminism. They voted democratic, were friends with people from different cultures and ate foreign cuisine. I checked all the boxes within the not-so-open definition.
There were plenty things I could have done better if I’d been open to more possibilities. But openness took time to develop. I had to go through many unanticipated situations and I had to meet so many closed minded people who were known for being open minded in order to broaden what I thought was possible.
Maybe I’ll have enough unanticipated experiences to get close to thinking that "anything is possible". But I’m not sure why people believe the mind can easily be switched to being more "open".
No need to imitate the tendencies that are happening in the world market.
A distinct plant I found this weekend. Different from the surrounding.
Today, I came across an interview with a winemaker that reflects my current attitude.
"I fell deeply in love with Georgia when I heard a recording. I was 16 years old. I bought a CD called Georgian Folk Music Today and immediately the chords of the music just struck me very deeply."
"I went to Kakheti, which is the eastern part of Georgia where 90% of the country’s wine is made. 2006…I was painting in a vineyard. And it was a very hot, kinda dusty, late August day. And a man drove by in a tractor and called out to me. He said 'John, I know who you are, you don’t know who I am but you have to come to my house for dinner tonight.’"
"This man was Gela Patalishvili. He had a vision. That too many wines were leaving Georgia, that don’t speak Georgian. Georgia has 525 indigenous varieties and more than 8000 year old tradition of making wine in clay pots called qvevri."
"And really in Gela’s opinion, Georgia didn’t need to imitate the tendencies that were happening in the world market in wine. Georgia just needed to be honestly itself. An in that, someone would find value."
Not a brunch person who likes fighting crowds, just enjoy a simple breakfast
Chouinard: The hardest thing in the world is to simplify your life. It’s so easy to make it complex . . .
Tompkins: In response to people who say you can’t go back. Well, what happens when you get to the cliff? Do you take one step forward or do you make a 180 degree turn and take . . . one step forward? Which way are you going? Which is progress?
Chouinard: The solution might be to turn around and take a forward step.
In 180° South, this conversation between Yvon Chouinard, founder of Patagonia, and Doug Tompkins, founder of North Face and Esprit, questions what it means to work towards progress.
Where a step lands depends on where you’re currently located. Any point can be arguably better.
"they must flaunt their social status in order to be accepted among their peers and ideally, excel over their competitors"
"To spend as much time as possible away from home and work, and to pay lots of money for accommodation in a hotel where this idle time can then be wasted is another of the more effective ways to demonstrate one’s exemption from the world of labor and one’s belonging in the leisure class."
"fashion designers could achieve a very powerful effect if the garment was not only fashionable but made it practically impossible for its wearer to move, breathe, or engage in any sort of useful activity."
Have you ever been stuck in a never ending social engagement? Or an uncomfortable dress? Or in makeup that keeps smudging? It’s physically laborious.
"All of these are social interactions or need to performed in front of others. Hotels offered perfect stages for these performances with their various social places such as lobbies, bars, tea rooms, palm gardens, and music salons."
"all leisured activity is aimed at wasting energy and resources, to show the degree to which wealth has established a luxurious distance to the world. What is more, money itself has lost its magic as the great enabler, and only wasting it feels like a status-securing activity."
"activity must be totally useless and non productive. Logically, then, any pursuit that would serve a practical purpose was out of the question."
Funny how these non-productive activities was the productive element in maintaining position.
"Do you take one step forward or do you make a 180 degree turn and take . . . one step forward?"
I’ve felt pressure to "work hard" most of my life. Today’s definition of working hard involves studying hard in school and working longer hours at the office. But why should I succumb to the circumstantial definition of "hard work"? I can make sense of how "working hard" doesn’t make sense, but I still have a hard time feeling worthy if I don’t sit at the computer for at least 8 hours a day.
While hiking this weekend, we came across a field, where there was this lonely tree. I hope to live in a place where there are open views like this.
"In some ways, Médoc is the anti-Provence, for better and worse—not a souvenir shop in sight, and sometimes, less conveniently, not even a loaf of bread. A peninsula detached from the rest of France, Médoc is unknown to many, even to many French. People have drunk the wine but never seen the châteaux. The locals happily go about their lives, enjoying their isolation from the rest of the world." - Mimi Thorisson, A Kitchen in France: a year of cooking in my farmhouse
I, too, want to be enjoying an "isolation from the rest of the world". Perhaps that’s why I’ve been thinking a lot about living outside the city. The more alluring it gets the higher my expectations are.
This weekend, I realized how far I might be from reality. My husband and I were circling different camp grounds to settle for the weekend. The first camp seemed okay, but it wasn’t what I imagined camping to be. I had an idea that we’d be in a secluded spot with a great view, away from everyone. Designated camp grounds were full of tents and RVs in addition to small rental cabins.
As we drove from one camp to the next, my expectations adjusted and we settled in a camp that had more space, great views, bathroom facilities and a bar. I did not expect the bathroom facilities and bar to be part of camping but they proved to be a huge part in making the weekend enjoyable.
That got me thinking about my dreams of living in the country. I will miss the facilities that a city provides, the countless restaurants, cafes, and bakeries. For once, I was able to see how much I take for granted.
The more the merrier. Mixing patterns, colors and textures into a hodge podge cluster.
Clockwise from top left: Sea floral patterned jumpsuit, 'Bother Me' cat-eye sunglasses by The Row, tote bag by Truss photographed by Sally Griffiths, baby blue fur coat by Alena Akhmadullina, orange eel leather mules by Amélie Pichard
I like the clashy fashion that’s currently in style. First, it’s visually stimulating to see a variety of patterns, colors and textures mixed in different ways. Second, I feel empowered to try a bit of experimentation myself, like matching shiny red orange mules with baby blue fur. Third, since there are no rules, choosing what’s comfortable now becomes completely acceptable. And lastly, since matching isn’t the goal, there’s freedom to choose whatever I like, with no rhyme or reason.
Even the designs created now are at liberty to explore. A tote bag in yellow, black and white was never designed to match anything anyway.