One year has passed since beginning to Blog with Dipping a Toe in the Water . . .
Welcome to all who stumble upon this post! As mentioned in the earlier post, I have decided not to be embarrassed by my lack of consistency. I will celebrate joyfully any and all posts that I am inspired to create.
That said, let me tell you that the culinary adventure made it through Bahrain (thanks in part to Sasha Martin's Global Table where I found a recipe for Shrimp Balls). They were different, pleasant enough, but not something to add to a top ten list. I need to locate one more ingredient before I will make a spinach dish from Bangeladesh. Then back to the Caribbean with Barbados!
The 2010 summer in North Jersey has had more than it's share of heat and humidity. We made it to the Ocean (the shore) once. It was a great day with a mix of generations enjoying the day together.
My upcoming trips include weekends in Boston, Philly, and Jacksonville. I'm expecting family in from out of town for Christmas through New Years.
This year has raced by, it's hard to believe 2010 is close to finishing and we will begin another.
See you next time.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
The Usual Habits
Much as I imagine myself committed to writing this blog, I find I am as dedicated to this as I was to my paper journal. I pick it up when I think of it. Disappointing to me, but I can't force it. Life is busy and my attention is pulled in too many directions right now.
Also, we are stalled on our culinary trip around the world. We stopped in Bahamas for some amazing macaroni and cheese and have not quite continued on to Bahrain. I did find Sasha Martin's wonderful adventure out of Tulsa OK, Global Table. She is doing such a great job, I don't feel badly not blogging about my adventure at all. As a matter of fact, you should all follow HER culinary trip around the world. You can follow her on Facebook, or just Google Global Table to go directly to her blog. She is about two months ahead of me and now in Bhutan.
This will most likely turn into a ramble about this that and everything else, so check in now and then, but for a real adventure, check out Sasha's pages.
All for now, Tschüss!
Note: On further investigation, my NPR name, is not Weil der Stadt because that is NOT the smallest place I've ever visited in Europe. It is Kientzheim (pop 879) where we enjoyed the wonderful flavors of bacon and onion tart called in French Tarte Flambee or in German, flammekueche. So, my name would be Jobanneh Kientzheim, but it does not sound as romantic.
Also, we are stalled on our culinary trip around the world. We stopped in Bahamas for some amazing macaroni and cheese and have not quite continued on to Bahrain. I did find Sasha Martin's wonderful adventure out of Tulsa OK, Global Table. She is doing such a great job, I don't feel badly not blogging about my adventure at all. As a matter of fact, you should all follow HER culinary trip around the world. You can follow her on Facebook, or just Google Global Table to go directly to her blog. She is about two months ahead of me and now in Bhutan.
This will most likely turn into a ramble about this that and everything else, so check in now and then, but for a real adventure, check out Sasha's pages.
All for now, Tschüss!
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Taking the Plunge
I thought that if I made it to the end of the first letter, I'd start to blog about this adventure.
Tonight we visited the last of the "A" countries on the culinary trip around the world (in alphabetical order), Azerbaijan. I made Dill Pilaf. It was delicious.
When I first found the recipe, it called for beans, but did not specify the type. I sent the recipe to Maura, who had lived in Azerbaijan, and asked what type she thought would be indicated.
She wrote back," navy beans, I hate Azeri food, the little white ones."
The recipe said to pare the beans, and I don't know about fresh navy beans, so I bought green beans. Right before I began to prepare the recipe I noticed the title of the recipe was Dill Pilaf, so I searched for Dill Pilaf and found the exact recipe on a Peace Corps site except that they specified, Lima Beans! Uh-oh, too late - green beans it was. I have to say, again, it was delicious.
So, tonight was very special. I decided to plunge into the blog. We reached the end of the "A" countries. We enjoyed our Azeri dish, which we served with steak and beer,in honor of my favorite Marine's birthday. God bless Scott, he is in another "A" country across the globe from home and today is his 21st birthday.
Tonight we visited the last of the "A" countries on the culinary trip around the world (in alphabetical order), Azerbaijan. I made Dill Pilaf. It was delicious.
When I first found the recipe, it called for beans, but did not specify the type. I sent the recipe to Maura, who had lived in Azerbaijan, and asked what type she thought would be indicated.
She wrote back," navy beans, I hate Azeri food, the little white ones."
The recipe said to pare the beans, and I don't know about fresh navy beans, so I bought green beans. Right before I began to prepare the recipe I noticed the title of the recipe was Dill Pilaf, so I searched for Dill Pilaf and found the exact recipe on a Peace Corps site except that they specified, Lima Beans! Uh-oh, too late - green beans it was. I have to say, again, it was delicious.
So, tonight was very special. I decided to plunge into the blog. We reached the end of the "A" countries. We enjoyed our Azeri dish, which we served with steak and beer,in honor of my favorite Marine's birthday. God bless Scott, he is in another "A" country across the globe from home and today is his 21st birthday.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
One Toe In
The page was started August 2009 and put aside until now. I'm on a culinary trip around the world in alphabetical order. I am two countries away from 'B.' Several have encouraged me to write. I remembered this page and although I'm not committed to writing about my culinary adventure, it is what prompted me to begin the blog, and so I may.
The title Mumzie, is the name my sons call me, but I am going by Jobanneh as in Jobanneh Weil der Stadt, which would be, according to a story I once heard, my NPR name. It works like this, take the first letter of your middle name and insert it anywhere into your first name - this becomes your first name. The last name is the smallest place you've ever visited in Europe. It's all for fun!
The title Mumzie, is the name my sons call me, but I am going by Jobanneh as in Jobanneh Weil der Stadt, which would be, according to a story I once heard, my NPR name. It works like this, take the first letter of your middle name and insert it anywhere into your first name - this becomes your first name. The last name is the smallest place you've ever visited in Europe. It's all for fun!
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