Posted by: fullandbye | November 8, 2007

whole lotta love

I got a whole lotta love for a whole lotta people these days.

I made vegetable barley stew yesterday for myself and Rhiannon after she locked herself out of her apartment. I am amazed how cheap barley is. I used maybe $0.40 cents worth and made enough stew for at least six meals.

Late getting out of bed this morning. My housemate and I hurriedly founded the “late late late club”. She is president, and I am vice president (because I was late turning in my application to run for president).

Sailing all weekend. Excited.

My right ankle is sore and I don’t know why.

I have the best sort of soreness from yoga in my hamstrings and chest. I wish I had started yoga while I was still a student. IMA classes are cheap, and I had no idea how enjoyable it is. Totally amazing, and drastically less fru fru woo woo than I expected it to be.


Responses

  1. Recipe and Instructions Please.

  2. What variety of yoga are you practicing? I’ve been contemplating it myself. I’ve heard it’s a pretty solid workout and not frufru at all. I suppose your chest and hammies attest to this, eh?

  3. I did not follow much of a recipe. But here is what I remember.
    Ingredients:
    2qts stock
    2C barley (get the stuff in bulk that looks less processed and more like whole grain. It is better for you and has a nicer texture. I think it is dehulled barley rather than pearl barley).
    3 carrots
    1/2 largish yam (amount equivalent to a med. russet potato)
    3 red potatoes
    1 onion
    2 cloves garlic
    3 celery ribs
    1 small can tomato paste
    bay leaves.
    Roughly chop all vegetables.
    Mince garlic.
    Get garlic started in a pot w/ olive oil. Allow garlic to flavor oil.
    Add onions and sautee over medium heat until translucent.
    Add other vegetables and stir until carrots start to soften (5 minutes or so).
    Add stock, barley, bay leaves (3), tomato paste. Bring to boil.
    Reduce heat and simmer until barley is tender (about 1hour). Season to taste.
    If I were to do it again, I might replace some stock with red wine. I might add a rosemary sprig during the boil. I might add red pepper flakes to give it some heat. I might play around with vegetables too (a can of chopped tomatoes, in particular, could be really good).
    I think that so long as the barley cooks enough and you don’t burn anything, it would be hard to really fuck this one up.

  4. Hatha Yoga (most common one, I believe).
    You should get into it. Totally amazing.

  5. Very Cool thank you

  6. If you’re looking for cheap, Mon/Thurs evening yoga classes at the UW Hillel are priced comparably to classes at the IMA. I’ve been really pleased with it when I have attended.

  7. dude. yoga. i sooooo told you.

  8. You lost all cred when you swore that I would find plastic bag chickens in Cape Town. I still have no idea what the fuck you were talking about.


  9. oh fuck no i didn’t!

    see? now they sell them online, too! aren’t they cute?

  10. further detailed
    here

  11. Not cute.
    You were insistent that these things were positively ubiquitous. I think you said that I could not walk more than a few blocks without finding a plastic bag chicken vendor hawking his wares on the street (incidentally, that pun was not intended). I wandered all around that city. I wandered around other cities in the country. I wandered through townships and villages. I struck up conversations with pretty much every vendor I could find, and I visited every market I knew about.
    Not once did I find anyone selling these things.
    You are right inasmuch as these plastic bag chickens exist (why they exist is a question not even the most sagacious among us could answer satisfactorily), but the picture you painted of how prevalent these chickens are to the street aesthetic/commercial pulse of South Africa was far from the truth.

  12. not as far as my experience was concerned. but then again… perhaps i have a greater propensity for chicken scouting.

  13. them’s fightin words.
    Careful missy, I come from a long line of famed chicken wranglers.

  14. pulling out the family card already? i call foul play.

  15. Yeah, well I call fowl play!!!
    oooooooooooohhhhhhhh!!!
    I win I win I win!!!

  16. you stink like foot cheeeeeeese.

  17. lame. Concede defeat. You practically gave me that victory on a silver platter.

  18. nope. nada. never.


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