Before
things got real about quarantine, a bible study friend got a call from his
brother that restaurants would be shutting down in his state. My friend and his
wife are skilled hosts creating internationally themed meals from appetizer to
labor-intensive desserts. They seemed more than a little concerned because the
brother’s family “doesn’t cook.” Like, doesn’t know how to cook. I always think
that must be an exageration, but there was concern.
Creatively
cooking is one of the main things keeping me going. I’m already one for unusual
combinations and I’m rotating the pantry. I’m actually clearing the pantry as
nothing new is coming in. Who bought that tin of squid in its own ink? I don’t
think I’ve had one bummer yet, and I’m including a lunch featuring sautéed
whole okra, crackers and cheese and Spam just about the only way I like it,
sliced thin and fried up crisp. Quarantine has allowed me to focus on my “garden” of potted plants, which include gargantuan
aloe vera plant that came in handy after an elbow scrape. I taped a soothing
sliver of the stalk to the damaged part until it healed. What to do with the
rest? I read that the drinking the gel could aid in weight loss, so I scraped
some gooey, clear chunks of gel into a blender with water that had been infused
with fresh mint. I played with this on three different days. The third time I
lifted my wide-mouth Ball jar for a cool sip, and got burned. I finally
remembered that the day before I’d ground some dried red peppers into dust for
seasoning and hadn’t thoroughly
rinsed the blender blades. Once I knew what I was imbibing, it turned out to be
a pretty good beverage.
Baking
bread seems to be the American trend as people stay home. Have you done it? I’ve
been blessed to have some gifted. Let me know what restaurants you all have
been missing the most and how your own cooking skills have been put to use.
While
we’ve been locked down, plants have been traveling and taking root with help
from bees, birds and wind. “The Incredible Journey of Plants” is a romantic and
factual collection of stories from Stefano Mancuso, one of the world’s leading
authorities in the field of plant neurobiology. With watercolor maps by Grisha
Fischer, we become part of this journey of how even fish could help seeds
travel. Did you know jaguars have a thing for avocados? There’s this one tree in
the desert that was hit by a vehicle, twice? Lonely trees and seeds that
explode and some, well, very sexy plant stories. And the guy who ate coconuts
only and recruited people into his coconut tropical cult.
My
favorite is the Hibakujumoku of Japan, or “trees that had suffered an atomic
explosion.” The name means “person exposed to the bomb.” These misshapen trees
are not called “survivors,” and that is part of the story. They are marked,
visited and treated with great respect.
Plants
have their stories and this book is getting them out.
Darragh
Doiron is a Port Arthur area foodie ready to enjoy Southeast Texas and beyond.
Reach her at darraghcastillo@icloud.com
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