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a matter of culture, a matter of taste

Monday, November 21st, 2005

Jeremy still had the tail end of his cold this weekend, so I made congee - chinese rice porridge. Growing up, we always ate congee plain. It was essentially rice boiled to hell into a mushy consistency like oatmeal. Then we added shredded dried bbq pork, pickled vegetables, chili radishes, and sometimes scrambled eggs with green onion. This version is loaded with goodies for sick people: chicken broth, chicken, green onion, sesame oil, and some minced ginger. It’s so good served hot. We had leftovers for dinner tonight:


chicken broth congee with pork sung and chili radishes



I think a lot of my friends who did field work in China hate congee. I’m sure if you ate it every day, you’d be sick of it. Then again, there are a lot of people in the world who eat the same food daily. Anyway, when Hoke came to my parents’ house to celebrate Jeremy’s defense for a weekend with us, my mom served up some congee one morning. He’s a pretty open-minded eater considering his field seasons and other travel around the world. He tried some and immediately asked if it would be okay to add some bananas and sugar? I gave him a funny look, but said sure. He said it was delicious. I just thought, “Americans…” And so it is only appropriate that in September, when my parents came to visit, they were fixing breakfast and my mom asked for some oatmeal - plain. I gave her the instant oats and she poured in the hot water. Then she came back and said, “Can I put some of the leftover tsa jiang in it?” Tsa jiang was this fragrant spicy, salty mixture of chili, garlic, black beans, dried tofu and ground pork that you eat with noodles. I gave her the same funny look as I had given Hoke and said, “Sure.” When she took a bite she said in Chinese, “Oh, this is really good, you should try it,” and shoved a spoonful in my mouth. It was good. But I realized that Hoke and mom were both just taking a staple from a different culture, and bastardizing it with their own culture. I actually thought that was kind of neat because I like my oatmeal sweet (but not too sweet) and my congee savory (and spicy!).

getting ready

Friday, September 9th, 2005

I was in Boulder this morning to 1) get some chocolate croissants 2) drop Jeremy off at work 3) get remaining backpacking foods and 4) get my bubble curtain at McGuckin. The best Safeway in town is on 28th and Iris. The Wild Oats are all okay, but the Baseline Wild Oats is my favorite (I think they have the best meat counter). I was looking for a good bakery in town to pick up filled croissants. The Great Harvest Bread Company was listed as #1 by the Boulder Weekly, but when I went online to get a look at their menu - no dice. If you don’t have internet advertising, that’s a big X in my book. Runner up was Breadworks - and at least they had a page with menu and hours. I hit the jackpot.


sweetness and light: chocolate-filled and almond-filled croissants

savory: ham and cheese, broccoli and cheese croissants


Why the croissants? Well… these are some of the most digestible, tasty, calorie-packed, and easy foods to take backpacking for short trips.

oatmeal without a spoon

Friday, July 8th, 2005

Let’s see here. I brought oatmeal for brekkie and I find that I’ve thoroughly emptied all of my crap from my desk so that I am eating my oatmeal with my fingers. At least my hands are clean…

It’s my last day at work - yay!
I’m feeling much better about leaving now because I got some news recently that sets my mind at ease. I had worried about leaving things in such a state as to make life very difficult for someone else here. However, that person has found an opportunity which frees them from these problems - and we are both very happy about that.

Our sellers are the coolest people ever. I wish every person could be so reasonable and have a sense of humor.

The packing and especially the cleaning has been freaking poor Kaweah out. When Jeremy shut off the vacuum last night she came out from her hiding spot and wagged at him. But then he had to resume vacuuming and she got sad again. Not much longer pup.