Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Danny wants to know how I am doing on eating, exercising, and losing, so I can say that my real goal weight is 185, and my leeway is 178 to 188 with my street clothes on. With my pockets full, I add about 6.5 pounds to my body weight, and Dr. Falla didn't say naked, so I assume he meant clothed when he gave me a prescription note for TOPS. At my weigh in last week I weighed 185.5, and the week before I was at 185.0, which is exactly my goal weight.
The date when I signed the papers and became a KOPS (keep off pounds sensibly) I was 8/14/2008, so I have been in that range for two years and five months. I almost fell out of the bottom early on, but was actually out high twice, both times during the first few months of the experience.
Annie and Jerzy's visit, along with the cold weather, got me out of the habit of long walks, but I do walk the dogs almost every day. I took them for a 1.66 mile walk starting at noon today, and later I walked 1.33 miles when I went to the local bank to cash a check. With the dogs I averaged 24 minutes per mile, but I stopped to pick up dog prints a couple of times, and had to wait for traffic. I got the distances from a pedometer, which gave me the same measurements as Mapquest when I walked routes I had measured on the internet. The distances were very close Ė within 2 or 3 hundredths of a mile out of three mile walks.
The eating isnít so good. The BW wanted beef, and buys her own from time to time, and I did make chili using beef, and am eating most of it. I also have some regular cheese from time to time because she buys it and serves it on things at supper time. I started cooking my own food originally because she didnít like the idea of Pritikin limits, and I didnít like the idea of rendering the fat from a rib roast, so we got nutritionally divorced about 11 years ago. Now she has mellowed quite a bit (and lost a fair amount of weight) and I have eased back some after reaching my goal weight.
Other than that, we have a Meyers lemon tree that the BW doesnít like, because the lemons are too sweet to suit her. She has been talking about it, and today we went to the Palm Harbor Nursery and bought a Eureka lemon tree, which is what you get in the grocery. The Meyers are the size of an orange and the shape of an orange, and not as acid as the Eureka.
I planted the tree in the back yard, following the directions to shave off the small roots on the outside of the soil ball, which is supposed to be very important. I donít know why Ė I never did that before and the trees always did well, but maybe this on will do better. This was a five gallon pot, with a tree about 4 Ĺ feet tall, and it only cost $40. For $75 we could have gotten one six feet tall in a giant container, and they would have planted it, and I donít know which would be the right one. I do think we can live with the Meyer lemons until the Eureka starts to bear. It puts out a very large number of lemons when it gets up to speed. The lime tree we have is a poor second to the lemon tree.
Then I went to a Kiwanis meeting at Dockside tonight, and sat on the inside of the table so I could watch the water while we ate and drank (two Yunlings).
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Yesterday started with 4.2 inches of rain, but in the late afternoon the sun came out and it dried out some. I planted the four grape vines, with a stake beside each one so I won't mow them off because I'm asleep while I cut the grass. At this point I want to see if they grow before putting up a grape arbor. They are bare root stock, and the instructions are to dig a hole, put the vine in, and then cover the roots. Somehow it seems as if there ought to be a little more than that - you need to keep the trunk junction just above ground level for a tree, and there are a lot of considerations for each species when you're planting a garden. We'll see what happens.
Today the BW has been complaining about some yews that are too prickly to suit her, so I have to dig them out. They have been there about six years, so they're likely to have fair sized roots. Fortunately I have leather gloves and a mattock, which I will sharpen to start things off today. In a pinch I can always drag out the chain saw again.
PS - it wasn't that big a deal. I got six prickly bushes out with just a long handled shovel and a little patience. The I cut the grass, sprayed three tanks of weed killer, and helped the BW pick up the leavings from the hedge she trimmed.
I returned two books to the library - it took me ten days to finish three novels, partly because we tend to watch at least 90 minutes of television now, and partly because the Julia Child cookbook distracted me. The Roku is a neat thing, but I have 70 movies and TV service in the Instant Queue now, and a lot of them are TV series that take a long time to get through. I just found the "Murder She Wrote" series for 12 years, and each year has about 22 episodes - some more. Each story is 47 0r 48 minutes long, so it would take about 190 hours to watch them all. I thought it was a marathon to watch all the Doc Martin shows while Annie and Jerzy was here, but that was only about 45 hours. They were going through four shows some nights, and they were hour long shows.
Tomorrow I'll dig out another grocery bag of sand burrs to keep me out of trouble.
Monday, January 17, 2011
I had an onion sandwich and a bowl of turkey soup for lunch. When I cut out enough soup to fill the bowl the hole stayed right where the soup I took was. I remember the chicken soup I made worked the same way - it jells nice and solid, but melts into a nice rich soup. I make thick bean soup, but the noodle soups always have plenty of liquid the way the BW likes them. She always grates some nutmeg because that was the way her mother did chicken soup, and it's good with fresh nutmeg too. Or it's good with whatever spices you prefer.
Monday, January 17, 2011
The sound of thunder woke me a little before seven this morning Ė it was just showing a little light, but still dark outside. I took the dogs out, and Gracie went but Ralphie just turned around and came back inside. They were only outside a few seconds, and we still got wet. I had let Ralphie out about 3:00 because he barked at me, and he had been out for quite a while, but itís going on 11 now and the rain has slowed down so Iíll try him again soon.
The rain gauge showed 1.5 inches, and was up over three inches an hour and a half later, so it had been raining at about an inch per hour. I just got a notice that heavy thunderstorms are predicted for Pinellas County, but the rain has slowed down recently. It wasnít like a tropical storm, where you get a thunderstorm that lasts for six to eight hours, but it was a pretty good rain. I turned the irrigation system off so it wonít run tomorrow.
If you have high blood pressure, or are trying to watch your sodium, commercial broth isnít a good idea. They add not only salt, but MSG so that you get 890 milligrams in a single cup. Thatís more than half a dayís maximum in a single cup of soup Ė not a good choice. I make my own broth for a chicken, and stock for a turkey. The 1975 edition of the ďJoy of CookingĒ notes that broths are made on the meat, and broths are made on the bones Ė on scraps and leftovers that my family used to consider garbage for the hogs. The book also mentions that the distinction is being lot in modern usage as people tend to interchange the words.
For chicken broth I put a chicken in a soup pot (or stock pot) and add a bulb of garlic, cut in half, two medium carrots, washed and cut in large chunks, three ribs of celery, including the tops, cut in large chunks, two large onions, quartered, 1 turnip, halved, two bay leaves, a teaspoon of black pepper berries, and1/4 bunch of thyme. I add only enough cold water to cover the solids (about three quarts) bring it to a boil, and then simmer for a couple of hours. I let it go for two to two and a half hours usually, then fish out the chicken and save the meat. The carcass tends to come apart, and itís easy to pull the skin off and get the meat off the bones. After I pick out the solids with tongs I strain the broth through a sieve, then through a screen wire strainer. Then I cool the stock pot in a dishpan of water and put it in the refrigerator after it cools.
The next morning I use a large spoon to scrape the fat off the top of the broth. Typically the broth is gelled and pretty stiff, but the chicken fat is a little softer than the broth and lighter, so itís easy to see what Iím doing. When thatís done I have about a gallon of broth. Thatís just enough to make chicken soup. In the case of a turkey, I just make stock with the carcass and the same purchased ingredients, because we donít raise vegetables or grow spices and herbs. You get a lot of good out of the turkey carcass without much work that way.
It's very rich, and very low sodium. If you shake just a little salt on it, it tastes even better.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
This morning, after I read the paper, I skimmed the fat (not much of it) off the stock, measured out a gallon of it, and bagged up three cups to freeze. Then I peeled five small carrots, split and chopped three stalks of celery, chopped an onion, minced four cloves of garlic, and sautťed the mess with a little olive oil in a soup pot. I added a bay leaf and the thyme leaves from four sprigs at the beginning of the sautťing. While the mess was getting soft I chopped up two bags of turkey, which left five more to go, and got four cups of chopped turkey. When the vegetables were soft, about six or seven minutes, I added the gallon of stock and boiled the whole mess. Once it was boiling I added eight ounces of egg noodles and let them boil for five minutes. Then I added the chopped turkey and boiled it for another five minutes. After that I turned the stove off and let it sit for about 15 minutes before moving the pot to a dishpan with some cold water in it. I dumped the water after about 15 minutes and ran more around the soup so it could cool for another 15 minutes.
There was no salt added anywhere, and the soup is good, but better if you sprinkle a little on your serving. This isn't an French recipe, it's a midwestern American recipe. Normally you would buy a chicken, drop it in the soup pot, and make a broth, which turns out to be about a gallon. I had a cheap turkey, so I made stock with the leftover carcass, which we used to throw away. Doing that, I got turkey noodle soup instead of chicken noodle soup, but either way it's the sort of stuff we made 70 years ago or so. I remember an uncle saying to my dad, "Where's the chicken?" when they were talking about Campbell's chicken noodle soup. I still feel the same way.
The BW wanted to shop today, so I went along with her, and I noticed that they had dormant fruit bushed at the Home Depot. I bought two grape vines, one seedless red and one seedless green, and then went on to Ace Hardware with her, where I had a bag of free popcorn, and she browsed a while before buying a little Lava soap. Then she went to T J Maxx and Home Goods and I stayed in the car and kept the dogs company and read a book. On the way home we passed Home Depot again, and I went in and bought two more grape vines, one of each color. I figure I have room for four vines, and I have a better chance some of them will survive if I start with more. We had Concord grapes in Indianapolis, and I used to get a bushel of grapes off of each vine. Maybe I'll go back into the wine business.
Then I dug up sand burrs this afternoon until I had a full grocery bag. There are dramatically less of them than there were two winters ago when I started this, but they're still coming up.
Tomorrow I'll plant the four vines, flip my had at them, and say "Grow, dammit," which was Bob Woods egging on his plantings.
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