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Feh and Recipes.

Oh, it's the birth day for two people I quite admire: janedavitt and xochitl42! I hope today is lovely for you both. *staples a dollar to your b-day bouquet* Um, y'all don't do that up north, huh? (You should! It's fun. Plus? Free money, what?)

I've had this twitch in my eye about the whole "rise above it" and "always stay polite" type posts I've seen cropping up all over and I figured out why that gets under my skin. To me it smacks first and foremost of "be ladylike." Especially when I read somewhere that "dog piling" is a feminine trait. Um, excuse me? It's not called girl piling. And what, boys don't gang up against each other and beat the ever-loving tar out of one another? Or is it cool that they use their fists and we use words, which is bad, mm'kay? *sucks in breath* That's one of the most backward things I've read in a while, and I've read some stupidity over the past week. Don't tell me I should be polite. That being polite and watching my tone (ahem) is the key to winning an argument, or at least, the only way to be able to live with myself.

Maybe it's the Texan in me (Molly Ivins, any one? Ann Richards?) but I speak my damn mind. Do I mess up because of it? Yeah. Do I feel good about myself, because I say what I feel? Hell yeah. Have I hurt people? Yes. But I have no problem admitting mistakes and saying "I'm sorry" if I have hurt someone. Do I think you (who I'm talking to) will feel better knowing how I really feel instead of being a snitty, back-biting pompous snot? Yeah. I do, actually. Remaining ladylike and watching our tone is what leads (sorry, but it's true) to "Keep Sweet." (For those not following, that's what the fundie LDS women are taught. I'll let your minds fill in the blanks.) That crap makes me think of my devout Uncle who berated his daughters for not putting on some "damn lipstick and looking like a lady should look." Maybe it's because I grew up in a cultish organization (LDS) where women are taught to not work, to be quiet, to follow our men blindly, and we can only be honored if we are stay at home moms. To, you know, a million kids. [/exaggeration. only a thousand.] Read between the lines: Keep Sweet. (aka: shut the hell up and where's my dinner?)

I don't believe I have to suffer fools. I don't believe I have to always turn my cheek. (Hell, no.) I don't believe I have to always be polite. (Please note I'm Southern. I'm almost ALWAYS polite. But still. I can cowboy up, you know'm sayin'?) Notice I'm using "I don't, I feel" and I'm talking about me. I'm not telling the people at large how they "should" behave, or what is ultimately the way to be. This is how I feel. Take it for what it's worth, ignore it, it's your brain-meat. But please. Don't tell me how I "should" be. When I gave up my membership to one of the most misogynist religions/cults out there, I was officially done with people telling me how I should behave, I thank you very much.

Now who wants some yummy Thai recipes?

I was wary. I told my kids they wouldn't have to finish their soup if they didn't like it. They all had seconds. This was so refreshing and light... I'm going to have the leftovers cold today to see if that's equally as good. I modified the original recipe, and put in notes to remind myself.


1 1/2 lb raw shrimp
8 C water
6 small Keffir lime leaves or 1/4 tsp lime rind (this was the outside of one lime - I didn't have the leaves, obv.)
1 TBSP chopped lemon grass, or 1/4 tsp grated lemon rind (again, used the rind. Forgot to get the grass)
2 tsp. nam pla , which is fish sauce (We thought it needed WAY more. I put in 1/3 cup. Perfect balance.)
1/3 C lime juice (this was three limes for me.)
4 TBSP chopped cilantro leaves (two hands full)
3 TBSP sliced green onions (three stalks - they were massive, though)
1 red chili, seeded and sliced into 1-inch strips (I ommitted this because of the kids. I added red pepper flakes to my dish and that was tasty)
slivers of green onion for garnish.

1. Peel the shrimp, de-vein if desired (eh) wash under cold water and pat dry. Set aside.
2. Heat water in large pot until boiling, add the rind/leaves/grass, whichever you're using, reduce heat and simmer for 10 minutes. Add the nam pla and cook another 5 minutes. (Mmm, the gym socks smell. *G* Tastes so good, though)
3. Add the shrimp and lime juice to pan and cook gently over low heat until shrimp firm up and turn pinkish. Take off heat.
4. Add chopped cilantro leaves, green onions, and red chili strips. Check the seasoning adding S&P if needed (a pinch of each at my end) and serve immediately. Garnish with onions, if wanted.

Serves 6. So. Freaking. Yummy. I do think it would be even better with the chili strips. But my kids are all "My mouth is burning!" and "It hurts, mommy!" and "I can't see, I can't see!" and "call 911." Whatever. They're so soft and weak. (Hahaha.)

Oh my gosh, my cookbook has a recipe for MONKEY. We're not trying that. :( Poor little :(|) It's Chiang Mai Jungle Curry, ftr.

SPICY SHRIMP CURRY contains no monkey.

3 1/4 C coconut milk (they have a recipe for making it on your own. Pfft. Note: get the FATTY kind, not the light kind. I know.)
2 TBSP green curry (ditto. Again I say: pfft. My store has it, and it's good. Note: this amount is HOT. If you don't like it that hot, make it tsps, not TBSP.)
2 tsp ground galangal (or ginger, fresh)
1 1/2 lb raw shrimp, shelled, de-veined if necessary. (Suck it up! Be a man and rub some dirt on it.)
2 TBSP nam pla (fish sauce)
rice to serve

Garnish: 1 TBSP green chili, cut into 1 inch strips, 4 basil leaves, shredded. (mmmmm)

1. Put the coconut milk in the fridge and chill for 1 hour, or until the milk fats rise to the top. Scoop about a third of the milk off the top and put it in a wok. Save the rest for later.
2. Bring the milk to a boil, then simmer, uncovered, stirring occasionally (no ass in that - got it in one \o/) until the coconut oil begins to bubble at the surface and the liquid reduces to a quarter of its original volume. Add the curry paste and galangal (ginger) and bring to a boil. Cook over medium to high heat until most of the liquid evaporates.
3. Pat the shrimp dry (so it doesn't pop/crackle and burn you) and add to wok, stir frying vigorously for 3-4 minutes until firm and pink.
4. Stir in the remaining milk and the nam pla and simmer for 6-8 minutes, stirring occasionally. Serve garnished with the chile strips and basil leaves accompanied or over rice.

Serves 4-6. Fan. Freaking. Tastic. You could shortcut with the coconut milk and use the lighter stuff, but you'll get a runny curry, and the flavor won't be as intense. On this dish, it really made a difference.

RICE VERMICELLI IN COCNUT MILK (sensing a theme? The kids love the coconut, what can I say. So does their mom.)

8 oz. rice vermicelli
2 tsp oil
2 eggs, beaten
2 C coconut milk (again, they want me to make this from scratch. Hahaha. No.)
1/2 C roughly chopped onions
8 oz. raw shrimp, peeled you know the drill
4 TBSP soy sauce
2 TBSP sugar
1 TBSP lemon juice
4-5 C bean sprouts (mmmm, crunchy)
3/4 C chopped green onions

Garnish: 3 TBSP chopped cilantro leaves, 2 red chilies, seeded and sliced

1. Soak the vermicelli in a bowl of warm water for 15- 20 minutes (um, I thought this was too long. I soaked mine for 8 minutes the first time, and it was fine. I also used boiling water from a tea-kettle, like the package said to do. *shrugs*) Bring a large saucepan to boil and the soaked vermicelli and cool, stirring occasionally, for 15 minutes. Drain the vermicelli WELL and set aside. (I have a large wok, so I used that, to keep from dirtying up another pan.)
2. Heat the oil in an omlet pan or small frying pan and add the eggs. Tilt the pan to form an omelet, lifting the side of the omelet to allow any uncooked egg mixture to flow underneath. Remove the cooked, set omelet from the pan and slice into thin shreds. Keep warm.
3. In a large wok or sauce pan, bring the coconut milk to a boil. Cook over high heat for 10 minutes, until a film of oil forms on the top. (I used the thinner milk for this, and it tasted just fine.) Stir in the onions, shrimp, soy sauce, sugar, and lemon juice. Cook for 5 minutes, then transfer half of the mixture to a bowl and keep warm.
4. Add the vermicelli to the remaining mixture inthe wok, mix well, and cook for 5 minutes. Stir in half the bean sprouts and green onion. Pile the vermicelli mix onto a serving dish and top with the reserved shrimp mixture and shredded omelet. Garnish with cilantro and chilies, serve with the remaining sprouts and green onions.

Serves 4.

I'm going to make this tonight, and this time add a few squirts of chile sauce (yuuuuuum) to the omelet for some heat without the chiles at the end, because again, the kids are pussies. :D Tomorrow we're making crispy noodles with more vermicelli. Emily (my 6 year old) is very excited to watch it blow up in the pan. \o/

A massive storm with hail and potential tornadoes is getting ready to roll through. How happy am I that I have a new roof now? Pretty happy. Also, Imma go batten down my hatches. Have a GOOD and HAPPY day today. *smooches*


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May. 7th, 2008 02:22 pm (UTC)
Aw, thank you! :D

I think you should try the recipe for monkey. I mean, monkey can't be all that far removed from blog-commenty people what tell you how "a real lady" behaves.

OMG I can totally see those little southern ladies with their eyebrows straining towards heaven, eyes tightly shut, in the universal sur-Mason-Dixon line gesture of dissapointed disdainful disapproval. (That's what Tri-Delt REALLY means.)

Screw them.

Some people aren't happy unless they're unhappy; some people aren't happy unless you're unhappy. Proven wrong. About everything. The way you live, the way you think. Your place in the world. The particular set of molecules you just happened to inhale this morning upon waking.

Screw them.

...Oooh, hey, sorry about that, I seem to be set to RANT this morning.

HOORAY for coconut milk! I lurve the stuff. If you boil chicken in it, with a little bit of salt and lime and lemongrass (and chili of your choice, yeah!), the Greek gods descend from Mt. Olympus and duly declare that ambrosia is crap.

And the chicken gets so moist that it's almost like a confection....
May. 7th, 2008 02:51 pm (UTC)
See, you have the PERFECT BLEND of Texas Woman and New York Woman, and I like it. And honey, you can rant in my LJ any time.

Um, you wrote up a recipe for HAPPINESS there, you did. (I like to make a coconut-curry-chicken soup that's a little bit like that, but yours with the lemongrass and chile and lime? MMMMMM.)

Have a GREAT BIRTHDAY today!
May. 7th, 2008 02:25 pm (UTC)
Always being polite and watching my tone are a recipe for being patted on the head and ignored. I'm seldom rude, but if the circumstances warrant it I will be terse. I've been known to tell a mechanic to stop being condescending or an insurance agent to stop blowing smoke up my ass. It's not political, but I like being taken seriously when I'm being serious. I'm just saying.

All those recipes sound fantastic, and I have everything on hand except the limes and bean sprouts! Oh, and no monkey. The Oriental market was out. "Maybe next week," the monkey monger assured with a shrug.
May. 7th, 2008 02:53 pm (UTC)
And yeah - sometimes you have to get "terse" as you put it to be taken seriously. We still live in a world where women have "expectations" and female bosses are "bitchy" instead of "aggressive." Fie.

And make sure they don't undercut you at the Asian market by pushing Baboon on you. It's just not the same.
May. 7th, 2008 02:27 pm (UTC)
I think there's an important flip side to the fact that "boys gang up against each other"; boys also gang up WITH each other, and every time a girl "rises above it" or "just stays out of it", there's probably a FRIEND of that girl who DOESN'T get the support she wants/needs. I really think it's a shame that in contemporary debates about feminism, for example, and how it should involve both sexes (I heartily concur), the point almost never gets made that women should stand up for other women. I know positive discrimination etc can cause problems, but I was always brought up to believe that Girls Are Best, Boys Are A Pest (popular playground rhyme c. 1990 and also something I managed to carry into my personal life, whee! *snorts*), and y'know, Sisterhood etc. So I am a fan of wading in. Certainly in a lot of situations a bland and deadly courtesy/sarcasm is much better than just outright yelling, but outright yelling also has its place, depending on the situation (and really, I think there's less excuse for not speaking up online than in real life, because online you can write stuff out and read it back in a way that my brain-to-mouth filter doesn't permit usually...).

Also I've found a really nice little Malaysian place in town. You would like. It is tiny and v reasonably-priced and does many things with shrimp.
May. 7th, 2008 02:56 pm (UTC)
YES YES YES. Women should stand up for each other! And it seems like there's always that one woman that is either unsure, shy, or just so brow-beaten to think one way that she's trying to get us all to "shhh!" Hahahaha, yes that little schoolyard rhyme certainly had an affect on you, huh? :D

Oooh, excellent point about speaking up online. I didn't think of it that way, and that makes sense.

Mmmm, Malaysian! Oh, so yummy. I'm a big fan of all the cuisine in that region. So fresh and delicious and flavorful. *mails myself to your place in time for dinner*
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May. 7th, 2008 03:38 pm (UTC)
Yep. And the other thing, why should I not be emotional about something? And why can't those emotions be anger? Or other aggressive emotions? It's admirable in a man when he pushes. I just have reeeeeeeal issues with someone explaining slowly with small words that it's unseemly to come crashing in and say "This is wrong. Here, let me show you WHY." And it's especially wrong if there's any TEMPER in my words.

o_0 STFU, you know?
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May. 7th, 2008 03:41 pm (UTC)
Every word you say just makes me love you all the more.
May. 7th, 2008 03:52 pm (UTC)
I love you, Lynne!! And really, the whole "don't be angry, don't get in people's faces who deserve it" is ultimately nothing but the "Tone, people, tone!" argument.
May. 7th, 2008 03:51 pm (UTC)
By the way, the pic of the remarkably three dimensional squirrel in my journal also shows what happens if you plant Campanula "Birch's Hybrid" and let it grow into dry-laid brick.

Your description of the Perfect Mormon Wife is so much different than Miss Perfect's BYU Drama MFA teacher- who is loud, rude, built like a tank, and has worked all her adult life, even with six kids. It's people like here that give me hope that LDS can normalize, but then, what? Wikk it be more like a protestant version of Rome, or Southern Baptists with a Temple, and which would be worse? Discuss?

Julia, 1/8 slice of toast and three pills from turning off the computer and starting launch sequence

eta, must remember to show Miss Perfect the recipes, as she starts cooking Sunday

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May. 7th, 2008 03:53 pm (UTC)
I honestly don't think the LDS church can normalize until it becomes something like Six Sigma - a plan to be successful in whatever. They need to drop all the religion from their dockets, imo.

The BYU drama teacher is a rarity. Thank god she exists!
May. 7th, 2008 04:53 pm (UTC)
I definitely believe that, to a point, and in certain circumstances, being the polite one wins. When you can say something absolutely true and absolutely cutting *without* breaking out the four letter words, i think it sometimes makes the point in a much....sharper way.


If you push me and you cross a certain line with me, i will *fuck you up*, and it may even get physical. And i can curse like the daughter of a sailor, ah ha, so yeah, i'll go there if.

'Keep Sweet' makes me gag simply reading about it. Dear fucking *gods*, why do men hate women so?
May. 7th, 2008 05:37 pm (UTC)
And I'm certainly not advocating busting into someone's home (metaphoric or literal) and shooting off guns and telling every one to fucking shut up and fucking listen (even though that would make an awesome scene in a movie. I'm just saying.)

But yeah, the idea that at NO POINT in the argument, it's distasteful for me to get angry and cuss? No. And I'm like you: I can cuss. :D

Keep Sweet. What's sick, as slasheuse and I were discussing is that it's other WOMEN telling us this, instead of supporting us in saying our opinion, being emotional, whatever.
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May. 7th, 2008 04:58 pm (UTC)
OH and!
Wanted to add...i *do* tell Monstrous to 'act like a lady' sometimes. And by that i mean - "Don't turn cartwheels in your skirt, please, in the front yard, dear gods." And also "Please sit up at the table and *close your mouth*, i have no interest in seeing how well-chewed your food is, plus, please, the chomping/slurping noises are putting me off my feed."
May. 7th, 2008 05:38 pm (UTC)
Hahaha, that's just keeping things in line, that's all. I tell my girls to "keep their business personal" meaning: can you PLEASE not spread your legs in a skirt? Please? (They're tom boys, but like skirts. I approve. As long as they're not flashing their' lady business. :D)
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May. 7th, 2008 05:11 pm (UTC)
You gotta consider the source of those 'ladylike' posts, and then take them for what they are worth. Which is approximately 7 cents and a fuzzy tic tac that smells like the bottom of someone's purse.
May. 7th, 2008 05:39 pm (UTC)

It's just so opposite of the idea of what we're all doing here: finding our voice. Sometimes they don't come in pleasant, dulcet tones.
May. 7th, 2008 05:59 pm (UTC)
Just thought
you'd like to know that you make me happy.

May. 7th, 2008 06:13 pm (UTC)
I am going to make you a puppy out of cupcakes and moonbeams. Or would you prefer a pony out of chocolate bars? Either or. *scale hands*
May. 7th, 2008 06:04 pm (UTC)
Being polite and rising above it? Heh. All that does is allow idiots to continue being idiots, unchecked, while (general) you sit around, sans-backbone, doing jack. Must suck to be them, bottling shit up all the time. Wouldn't want to stand up for something! /sarcasm

Ohhh, these recipes sounds yummy! This part of the last recipe is confusing me a bit, though: Bring a large saucepan to boil and the soaked vermicelli and cool, stirring occasionally, for 15 minutes. Do they mean to soak the vermicelli for x-amount of time, THEN boil it?
May. 7th, 2008 06:15 pm (UTC)
I mean... jesus. Is this the 1950s where we should freshen up our makeup when the Mr. gets home and not bother him with our pesky details, because they *pouts* had a hard day at the office, honey.

Yeah, that's not happening at this end.

And yes - you soak the vermicelli, THEN boil it for this recipe. I've often used that noodle by only soaking it in the boiling water, like I mentioned in the side note. It does make them very very soft, which is the idea for that dish. (Yum Woonsen - I think I'm spelling that right - has the noodles with a bit more bite, so they just soak for a bit in hot water, not an additional boil)
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May. 7th, 2008 06:21 pm (UTC)
\o/ - amen, sister!

storms. bah. Ok, I lurves me the storms, usually. But not when they rip down parts of my trees. The same ones that the darn ice storms tore to shreds. I hate topping trees, but now my blasted Elm is SOOooooooo funky looking, I think topping may be the only way to salvage it. :pouts:

Seriously, between the ice storms and the thunderstorms, it looks like something a 2 year old designed with a bunch of tinker toys. Or maybe one of those squeezy stress toys like in the Mac commercials.

And a topped elm just looks funny anyway. There is just something inherently wrong with a 50 year old elm tree that's only 20 feet tall!

Ah, gotta love Texas weather!
May. 7th, 2008 06:37 pm (UTC)
Oh, poor elm! We lost an 80 foot one to a lightning bolt five years ago and it was awful. *hugs all the trees* I hope your tree will also grow big and... wide? :(
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May. 7th, 2008 07:38 pm (UTC)
Get down with your opinionated self. I dig it! :D

ZOMG I want the soup and the curry and the vermicelli! I want it all! *holds breath, turns blue*

May those storms blow right on by you. And me. Knock wood.
May. 7th, 2008 08:44 pm (UTC)
*parties like it's 2099*

I had the leftover soup for lunch and added a generous squeeze of chili sauce and THAT WAS WHAT IT NEEDED. To be utterly delicious, that is. (Instead of just delicious.)

Well, the wind is picking back up but there's sunshine, so WHO KNOWS. I hope you are safe! *battens your hatches, too*
May. 7th, 2008 08:38 pm (UTC)
It seems like a good tradition to me!

Thank you for the kind wishes ::hugs::
May. 7th, 2008 08:42 pm (UTC)
We always did it in every workplace here. Someone makes you a "corsage" out of dollar bills (looks like a flower) and pins it to your top. Then, everyone can pin (or staple or paper clip) more money to it, so it hangs down. :D It's like a homecoming corsage. *paper clips a $5*

I hope it's been lovely so far! *squish*
May. 7th, 2008 09:35 pm (UTC)
I am not much for shrimp, but things in coconut milk, om nom nom!
May. 7th, 2008 11:41 pm (UTC)
I'll have to share the coconut rice dessert recipe. They have it topped with juicy mangoes, but I'm not much for mangoes. Mmmm, honeydew. Or berries. Or just the rice. *chomps*

I bet fried tofu would hold up for most of these, or just good old firm tofu. TOFU = PARTY IN MY MOUTH.

<3 <3 <3
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