I’m not sure if I can do this exactly by the book. For starters, I’m creating a blog on a computer instead of using a physical journal type book which I can open wide, begin on the left-hand page in the upper left-hand corner so I have a really big area to write on.
The instructions also call for leaving wide margins on both sides of each page for writing any additions that later occur to me.
On top of that, I seem to be suffering from “writer’s block!” That’s something I rarely experience. Perhaps it’s because I am being instructed as to what my subject should be instead of doing my own thing. MMMM! That’s interesting. Something new to think about.
Let’s see…on Page 14 of Barbara Sher’s book – Refuse to Choose! - I am to put today’s date and time in the upper left corner of the first page. At the top of the page, write a title of any idea I’d enjoy playing with, like “Life Stories of My Neighbors.” I can handle that, but need to come up with a title more to my liking as I have no idea what my neighbors have done before they became my neighbors although I’m sure I would come up with some juicy stuff…I’ll put that one on a back burner for further consideration…in the meantime here goes:
June 19, 2010
2:58 PM Central Daylight Time
Cooking Your Way
I live in a resort retirement area in Crossville, Tennessee. Most of our residents have migrated from the Mid-Western part of the USA, however, a number of residents also hail from such strange places as California, Connecticut, New York, Pennsylvania, and New Jersey – strangest of all…a few from Virginia and West Virginia, and a BUNCH from Florida…we call them “half-backs.” Florida residents are the folks who left the frigid colds of Michigan, Wisconsin, Minnesota and parts of Ohio, moved to Florida – got burned not only by the sun but high taxes and insurance – and landed in Tennessee as a happy medium. They’re arriving daily…I’m from the strangest of all – New Jersey…
We range in age from early 60′s to well over 80, and we all have a story to tell. Better yet, we come from all walks of life and ethnic backgrounds. When I hear the word “ethnic”, I immediately think of FOOD! How about you?
Wouldn’t it be fun to start a cooking club that would eventually turn into a cooking school of men and women willing to share their very special ethnic family recipes! I don’t mean putting together a cook book like the Ladies Club and other organizations have done in the past. I’m talking about an actual club where people meet monthly – to begin – and share their family ethnic recipes – all secret, I hope!
I’m Polish…no jokes please…so here are a few of the foods that could always be found in our home as kids growing up and sometimes in my own home. Some are easy to create, others not so easy, but sooo worth the trouble. I’m willing to share:
- Kielbasa and Sauerkraut (Kielbasa z Kapusta Wloska)
- Pierogi
- Potato Pancakes
- Babka
- Poppy Seed Roll
- Borscht
- Kapusta Soup
- and at least 20 or 30 more!
It would be the job of one person a month to bring in all the ingredients needed to make their recipe – including a printed copy of the recipe for distribution to all club members – and then actually make the recipe for us all to enjoy…of course, I would have to find a meeting place conducive to what we would need – might be able to get the Art Guild’s kitchen. They have a pretty good set up with a full kitchen and room for demonstrations. One of our local high schools, perhaps both of them, have culinary classes. Might be able to rent space there in the evening when the classroom is not in use…WOW! My wheels are turning! I just might try this….it started as an assignment for my Daybook, but who knows!
You see – I’m surrounded by the art of cooking – and, yes, cooking is an art. My mom was a chef in her own way. She owned two restaurants and one catering business – all in New Jersey.
Here’s a photo of her in the apron she adored getting ready to serve another memorable Easter Sunday bountiful creation at home in East Brunswick, New Jersey somewhere around 1970.
After retiring and moving to Inverness, Florida, she worked as a cook in the hospital’s cafeteria. Her potato salad was the talk of the town and worth a trip to the hospital! She didn’t need to work for the money, but she did need to work to keep her sanity. Not everyone is geared to retirement and spending all day and all night with “the one you love” (my dad) can get to be old hat. I heard this the other day, and just love it: “I married you for better or worse, but not for lunch!”
OH…here I go again…getting off the subject.
My daughter is the other chef in my life. She’s the real thing. A graduate from the Culinary Institute of America, Hyde Park, New York campus – better known as the CIA and now Executive Chef of the Fort Collins Marriott Hotel, Fort Collins, Colorado. Do I sound proud? Well, I am…here’s a photo I took of her and the Chef of the Carnival Glory while cruising in 2003. She hates when I tell people what she does for a living, but I think it’s neat…Moms can really be a pain…
OK..back to the club. Have to come up with a name. Happy Cookers? Might get confused with Happy Hookers? Although, I think there is a club right here in my own neighborhood known as Happy Hookers and they are quilters. Think I’ll stick to Cooking Your Way. I like that.
I would definitely keep it to ethnic foods. Members would have to reach out to their family backgrounds and recipes as well as favorite recipes they have picked up along the way in their travels. You know I have to have something to do with travel – me being a “personal travel planner.” As I said, the wheels are turning.
In time, if this thing grows as I expect it to, we’ll definitely have to find a facility for hands-on cooking. I’ll have to take a look at the culinary classrooms at the high school. Think that would be my best shot. Might even be able to get Cricket – my daughter – to make a guest appearance if I could ever get her out of the wilds of Colorado. She loves it that much!
You know – I may be able to make a few buck on this project if I put my thinking cap on a bit tighter. Folks would have to pay for the hands-on portion of the program. I’m sure the school won’t let me use their facilities gratis, and what about the food for preparation – not to mention the wine to sip while sampling the final product upon completion. Perhaps a sip or two during the preparation? I always like to see people having a good time and feel at home. You know the saying on the old fridge magnet: “I Love to Cook With Wine. Sometimes I Even Put it in The Food!” I have one of those magnets…
This would really be a lot of fun. Nothing brings people together more than food! Off the top of my head, I know we have people right here in Crossville with Polish, Italian, Irish, Swedish, Spanish, French, Hungarian, Indonesian, Chinese, Japanese and Vietnamese (that’s Tony – he does my nails) roots who can cook up a storm in their own homes. Why not share your talent with our little world. NOW it’s time for the cookbook and the blog. I’m creating it all in my mind even as we speak. Watch out Rachel Ray – here we come!
I hope this post will qualify as my First Entry in My Daybook My Way.
In the exact words of Barbara Sher in Refuse to Choose!:
When you decide to stop, catch the thought you had that caused that decision, such as: “I’m losing interest in this” or “I wish I could continue, but I have to pick up the kids” or anything in between. Write that thought at the end of your description and write the exact time next to it.
And that’s all for today.
It’s 4:53 PM on a Saturday night and close to “Wine Time”…have a piece of salmon in the fridge that needs cooking in about an hour before it goes bad, and a hubby that needs prodding to grill his hamburgers in about an hour. Hate the thought that he won’t eat salmon - it’s his loss…
I then need to find a few photos for this post ’cause that’s just how I am…
thanks for your time and enjoy your evening…
how do you think I’m doing with this Scanner Daybook thing? Would love hearing from you. You don’t have to be a scanner…comments are open to one and all…take care!
OH! By-the-way…you may like to check out Barbara Sher’s site to get a better handle on what I am talking about and trying to accomplish. Beginning to think I’ve bit off more than I can chew, but I’ll keep going as long as I can. I know in my heart I’ll have to write about other topics one day soon…it’s the “scanner” in me…
elaine
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If you read my very first post on this blog, you’ll see that I talk about being a “Scanner” and Barbara Sher’s book – Refuse to Choose!
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