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Rowan: I missed your

wwstaebler — Wed, 27 Jan 2010 00:32:15 +0000

Rowan: I missed your reference to ketchup as one of the three secret ingredients to save a dish.
A southerner knows that is true, no matter how déclassé it may be. It neutralizes tomato acidity with, dare we say it, sugar and is therefore of value.
Years ago, when I was a student and had no money while living in San Francisco, I made up a recipe to use up leftover red cabbage because I wanted a heartier variation on "Bubble & Squeek."
The saving graces of that recipe -- which otherwise involved the (yawn) usual suspects of sauteed onion, garlic, carrots, celery were: a) braised avocado; b) a soupcon of ketchup.
I made it both with ketchup and without, and I can aver that "with" was far better.
As Garrison Keillor says: "Ketchup: it's not just for breakfast anymore."

Wendy, JEEZ. I ALWAYS

rowanwolf — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 05:55:08 +0000

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Wendy, JEEZ. I ALWAYS appreciate your comments. I blog hoping thoughtful people with heart will comment. You get five stars in both those categories. Not to mention, you are a damn fine writer and I am a hack. No writing training beyond one composition class in college.

Please comment if you feel like it. There is no obligation to do so, but I appreciate your participation.

Rowan: I too often don't

wwstaebler — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 01:26:19 +0000

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Rowan: I too often don't reply to your blogs..... because I am so often awe-stricken by your greater knowlege. But, Rowan, we are all so close to each other -- under the skin, despite the divisions of both education and professional history -- that my failure to respond is one of cowardice.
Please, forgive me, and encourage me, if you will, to just respond.

That looks darn close to

rowanwolf — Fri, 22 Jan 2010 19:44:42 +0000

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That looks darn close to either "Mulligan" stew or what I refer to as Missouri Gumbo - we threw in tomatoes and peanut butter - tomatoes absolutely necessary if you also use okra (sacrilegious for Louisiana folk i know). Anyway, folks in Missouri (at least my people in my youth) had never heard of curry, so hot sauce was the replacement. Mulligan stew, also known as "everything but the kitchen sink" or hobo stew, is an at hand meal. Any unfortunate combination can be covered up by one of the great three - vinegar, hot sauce, or the consistent winner ... (wait for it) ketchup.

If persnickety folks are coming for dinner DON'T call it "Mulligan Stew." Try "Montage de ragoùt" or something. Amazing what folks in the U.S. will eat if they think it is "fancy" (escargot for example).

I found this extends to other areas as well. I rescued a mutt who had puppies and I was trying to find homes for them. I listed them in the paper as 100% "American Curbstone Setters" and they went like proverbial hotcakes.

I have the feeling that this

wwstaebler — Thu, 21 Jan 2010 23:48:16 +0000

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I have the feeling that this should be a blog of its own; but, failing that, when such serious political issues are under discussion, may I say, parenthetically but essentially, that WENDY DAVIS is amazing -- the woman I would hope to be on my best day: intelligent, thoughtful, insightful, humorous. And that she sent me a care package -- without prior knowledge of what would move me.
In that package Wendy Davis sent me:
herbs and tablets to boost my woefully-compromised immune system;
a perfume formulated by Wendy to acknowledge my over-active sense of scent;
a Navajo coral necklace, an Iranian necklace, and personal family jewels that belonged to her own grandmother in the form of a brooch and earrings; and
precious books: Longfellow, Fouqué and Kipling -- slim volumes of treasure, resonating with me, unbeknowst to Wendy Davis, because my mother was a poet with a velvet voice who read these verses aloud to us -- first and foremost: Evangeline.
I am struck dumb. Humbled. And grateful for this Wendy Dais, who has enriched all our lives on TPM, as well as my life, personally,
And: her trail mix is absolutely addictive.

Ahhh, Wendy; thanks, but I

wwstaebler — Thu, 21 Jan 2010 23:23:45 +0000

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Ahhh, Wendy; thanks, but I was thankful, actually, when it disappeared. Because on re-reading it, this morning, the degree of wine and/or ego-fueled pride seemed egregious.
Let this be another lesson to me.
Still -- as a leftover, what's actually-in-the-larder exercise, it is a good curry. A miracle, really.

You can visit anytime.

Donal — Thu, 21 Jan 2010 22:33:15 +0000

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You can visit anytime.

Someone's cookin' Lord /

stratofrog — Thu, 21 Jan 2010 21:36:52 +0000

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Someone's cookin' Lord / Kumbaya.
Thanks for the recipe Wendy,
sounds prodigious.

This diary disappeared last

wendy davis — Thu, 21 Jan 2010 20:16:28 +0000

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This diary disappeared last night; glad it's resurrected. Hope your neighbor got home...

Lord-a-god, woman, I'm so

wendy davis — Thu, 21 Jan 2010 01:57:04 +0000

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Lord-a-god, woman, I'm so glad! I had all but given it up!!!
Plus: are you off your emails lately?
Anyway, hot-diggity on the package! In my mind, it didn't find you, and was circling back to Colorado.
Last summer I sent J brownies for his birthday, enough for his whole crew. Sent them express, or whatever, but they were out on a fire when they arrived at the base. His boss was pissed about it (long story, but not very interesting) so he SENT THEM BACK. It took forever, and they had grown green fur by then. I was soooo tempted to put the can in new wrappings, and address them to his boss. My better angels, for better or worse, won out. Kumbayah. ;-}