Sunday, February 24, 2008

The future's so bright

Word of the day kiddoes: Obsolescence.
It’s an exciting time to be alive when:

1) Your industry — journalism, papers specifically — is gasping for air, grasping at straws, etc.

2) Your society’s way of life is doomed. Cars: oil; planes: oil; food: oil, chemicals, unfair labor and trade; electricity: coal ...

3) I’m angry, outraged and determined at times (right now, for instance). In an hour, I’ll probably be content, driving 5 miles to get a cup of coffee. This is a problem.

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Kerbey can't hang

I know when I've got something good. Whether it's friends, clothes that fit well or a sweet stack of pancakes, there's stuff in life that's real simple to appreciate. So I'm throwing modesty out the door today. These are the greatest pancakes. Sorry, Kerbey.

I might be willing to make 'em 24 hours a day. You just need to tip generously.

Just mix the wet, then the dry and combine. Cook on oiled skillet. Flip when edges brown and bubbles decrease. The following recipe yields about 4-6 cakes depending on how large you wanna go. I doubled it and made 10 massive cakes.

1-1/3 cups whole wheat pastry flour
1 teaspoon baking powder
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1/2 teaspoon ground ginger
1/4 teaspoon baking soda
1/4 teaspoon salt
1TBSP Flax, 2 TBSP water
1-1/4 cups soymilk
1/4 cup molasses
1 tablespoons vegetable oil

Thursday, February 21, 2008

The white stuff

You can just smell the cinnamon, can't ya?

I can't remember where I got this recipe for Cinnamon Raisin Waffles, but it's a winner. Normally I use whole wheat or whole wheat pastry flour, which yields darker, more filling waffles. But I opted for all-purpose flour as recommended and did not have any regrets. Very light and very good.


1 cup all-purpose flour
2 tablespoons sugar
2 teaspoons double-acting baking powder
1/4 teaspoon salt
1 large egg (subbed out with ground flaxseed slurry, 1 Tablespoon flax seeds plus 3 Tablespoons water )
2 tablespoons unsalted butter, melted
1/3 cup raisins
1 1/2 teaspoons cinnamon
vegetable oil for brushing the waffle iron
maple syrup as an accompaniment

In a small bowl whisk together the flour, the sugar, the baking powder, and the salt. In a bowl whisk together the egg (or flax slurry), 2 tablespoons of the butter, 1/2 cup water, the raisins, and the cinnamon, add the flour mixture, and stir the batter until it is just combined. Heat a waffle iron until it is hot, brush it with the oil, and pour half the batter onto it. Cook the waffle according to the manufacturer's instructions, transfer it to a baking sheet, and keep it warm, uncovered, in a warm oven. Make another waffle with the remaining batter in the same manner. Serve the waffles with the syrup.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Water and wheels

Peruvian Stew: Dig that quinoa and all of those carrots!

I am about three weeks away from getting back into serious cycling and becoming sick of soup. I can feel both quickly rolling near. So, while it’s still brisk, I’ll stick to my current routine — running, lifting, Moosewood stews, chilis and soups — before I go back to my old routine — dirt and road rides and lots of grains, pastas and breads.

Spanish Potato Onion Soup: A variation — fewer spuds and onions (recipe said 4!) and the addition of celery.

Saturday, February 16, 2008

The Real Slim Shady

Robert, Bobby T, Bob, R. Eugene Wellington, Pancake, The Nefarious B.L.O. ... I’ve been called a lot of names. But today a new one emerged:


I guess it’s my fault for wearing a bandana when I worked out at the rec center today. My thanks goes out to the girls basketball team for callin’ it like they saw it.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Can I pass me some more salt?

Word on the street is that today's a really big day. I'll say. Boy, and how! I'm defrostin' a bucket of Moosewood's Peruvian Stew. Table for one. Aw, hell. That sounds pathetic. ... Pffffff.

I haven't taken any pics of the S. American stew yet, but I do have an old shot of some gnarly green Sweet Pea Soup. ...

... And some Oatmeal Raisin Cookies I brought to work last week.

What else? Changes, new theories and stimulating thoughts! All yours at a later date. Gotta jet. My table is ready.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

No holes in my 'doughnuts'

Mmmmmm ... Jelly Doughnut Cupcakes. ... The way the jam "sinks" is genius — no need for "Twinkie" holes. Another great idea from the “V’con.”

The cake portion is very moist and any type of filling can work. Strawberry jam is one of my favorite spreads for toast, but I don’t think it's the best choice for these cupcakes. Next time I’ll opt for lemon or grape preserves for this dessert. A lemony jam or cream would make a more authentic “Dunkin’-style” cupcake. And y’know Boston Creme Cupcakes would be insanely good. Maybe I’ll take those to the folks at WPD.

Monday, February 11, 2008


There’s nothing better than reviving an old fave by making it veggie. Some recent experiments:

Taco soup: TVP (texturized vegetable protein — sounds yummy, yes?) provides some power-packed chunks instead of ground meat or chicken breast. I dig the blue corn chips because they hold up better in the "soup."

Black Beans and Rice: This was good, but it lacked the carne seca flavor.

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Pick yer poison

Death by caffeine: Are you an energy fiend?

I like coffee. A lot. Still, I cut myself off at 90.58 cups.

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

An imperfect perfect plate

As much as I like waffles (L’Eggo My Eggo tattoo on my stomach — Garamond CAPS, sucka), there’s nothing more satisfying than pancakes.

An incredibly wise man informed the masses earlier this week of a high holy day for fans of the P-Cake (you’re welcome, Mike D).

Sure waffles are great, but there’s nothing to making ’em. Waffle iron is to skillet as tricycle is to Triumph Scrambler. It’s fairly difficult to screw up waffles. Pancake makin’, however, is a different story. There’s nothing more humbling than burnin’ a misshapen, imperfect pancake. It’s glorious, yet, no less delicious.

I had a satisfying pancake dinner Tuesday and breakfast rocked this morning. The V’con’s Cornmeal Blueberry Pancakes recipe is easy enough to augment for chocolate-chocolate chip, gingerbread, banana, etc. A new staple is born.

Monday, February 4, 2008

Mardi Gras tastes terrible

I don’t care what you say — Mardi Gras is garbage. Be it a pseudo-celebration like last Saturday’s rich-folk fun ($100 tickets!!!) in downtown Waco or the real deal New Orleans bash, it’s all bunk. Rubbish. Hogwash. F’real. Why, why, why do we celebrate Mardi Gras when we could be celebrating Shrove Tuesday, aka, PANCAKE TUESDAY?!?!

That’s right, folks. Pan-freakin-cake Tuesday. It’s the greatest thing I’ve learned about all year. It’s magnificent. It’s hands down the tastiest holiday ever. Period.

Sigh. ... Sadly, I won’t be celebrating Pancake Tuesday in style this year. I desperately want to be a part of this grand day that I knew nothing about 4 hours ago. I do, I do, I do. However, I must practice restraint. I need to be practical. I need to get my freezer off my back. It’s screaming at me to plow through some wobbly stacks of Belgian waffles. Defeated. By a demanding kitchen appliance.

Wait a minute. How about this: Is it possible Ash Wednesday and Waffle Wednesday can coexist? Sure. Why not. I like it. Check it: I’ll hold off on the waffles for a day. That’ll work. And, don’t cancel your Mardi Gras plans. You can be in flapjack heaven and all boozy today, too. You bring the Stolichnaya syrup 'cause we’re gonna make a mean ol’ pile of alco-rific potato pancakes.

Saturday, February 2, 2008

Thank you, thank you very much

Dusting off a Foreman grill might be the greatest thing that’s happened in my kitchen all year. Silly me, I relegated the “lean- mean” mutha to the cupboard for years. I neglected it because I no longer lived on burgers and dogs. Sure, there are faux alternatives, but I'm lazy — that bastard grill is never a joy to clean.

Inspired by my father's grillin' successes, Jorge and I are back in business, and I’m making all kinds of ridiculous grilled sandwiches and burgers. It really helps for black bean burgers and chickpea cutlets I normally would fry (gross) or bake (time consuming). On a lark, I even made an Elvis-style grilled PB and Banana sandwich. It goes straight to the top of my guilty pleasures list.

Friday, February 1, 2008

Don’t do drugs

While you’re at it, don’t suffer from schizophrenia, don’t be subjected to shock therapy and don’t grow up in a wildly disturbed family. Don’t take my word for it. Check out the 2005 film “You’re Gonna Miss Me.”

It might be the hundreds of acid trips, his time spent “being treated” or just an effed up family life, but Roky Erickson, psychedelic rock pioneer and banshee-voiced singer of Austin’s 13th Floor Elevators, is proof that you’re not completely doomed if you do the aforementioned. You will, however, have issues.

I just checked out this docudisc, and it’s fantastic. It’s a peek into the twisted life of a musical genius and his bizarre family. Of course, there’s about as good an ending possible for Roky. Since coming under the care of his youngest brother and attending therapy, he’s played festivals nationwide (Dig it: Thurston Moore opens for Roky), and a bunch of articles have documented the stages of his return.

Need another tale of a tragic Austin pariah? Check out “The Devil and Daniel Johnston.”