Saturday, March 8, 2014

Ponies: Boy and Car









Dear Musical Motorheads,

Did you ever want a car?  I did;  I wanted a '72 Corvette Stingray, I wanted a Volvo P1800 from the *year I was born.  I have even had the temerity, just like Janis Joplin, to want a 1978 Mercedes 450SL.  But, all I want now, is a pony car.  This pony car; a Mercury Comet.  A lovely woman drives it around, and sometimes we are lucky enough to park next to her and her car's stunning glory.














But I don't have the Mercury Blues, because I have My Pony Boy; it doesn't even need wanting- you can have it, here, here, and here.  You can even play and sing it yourself, with this sheet music. 









* Pass You By 

That was so good; let's do it again.




















Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Almond Bloom Ardour











Dear Late Winter,


Join me in admiring the white blossoms of the season... almond trees with the fervid scent of sweet nectar.  The blooms exhale fragrance and petals fall in a blanket of soft nacre.  They have a center of such a red-pink!  How can I proclaim this hue?  Perhaps it is the shade of a length of frail velvet ribbon that binds a packet of your great grandmother's billet-doux, the sheets filled with elegant longhand endearments?  It isn't only a color; the center of these blossoms is intricate; there is a feeling, a liason, and a fleeting taste.  This radiant orchard is in the San Joaquin Valley, near to the junction of highways 46 and 33.







































Do these images put you in mind of almond treats, like this old post?  Here is a little addendum; a recipe for macaron with the measurements given by volume, because, weighing nuts can make you a little crazy sometimes.

























Friday, February 28, 2014

Me gusta café, me gusta té, pero Maria, pero Maria, pero Maria, me gusta más


 
 
 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 


Let me pour you a cup of coffee songs; one and two, to have with the coffee cake.





Dear Mornings,

Here is something to accompany coffee, and morning; but it isn't necessary to have coffee cake in the morning, or even with coffee.  Coffee cake is for anytime, anywhere.  I will give a recipe adapted from a nice book by Melissa Gray, entitled All Cakes Considered.  Ms. Gray is a producer for NPR's program All Things Considered.  Ms. Gray tells her baking readers this cake is a recipe from the Barefoot Contessa, aka Ina Garten.  Many of you will know the tear-jerking tragic film of the same name- I understand that Ina Garten took on the name when she bought a shop that sold foodstuffs called The Barefoot Contessa.  I can only recommend the movie if you feel like a star-crossed lovers' tale, but Ina Garten's recipes are excellent no matter your mood.

I have made a few changes from the recipe as given in my book-  Principally, an increase in the quantity of streusel.  But you know, you could increase it even more, because there is little finer than these crumbly shortbread bits.  If you keep on increasing, and at the same time, decreasing the coffee cake batter to nil;  add almonds, part of an egg, and you will soon have a torta sbrisolona; an Italian oversized cookie type cake, which has its origins in the middle ages.  Here is a very authentic ricetta, and here is one in English. 

Or, you may invent it yourself, like my son did, and give it your own name;  My son calls his Streusel Cake:  Press half of it down into a pan, and sprinkle the rest on top.  Streusel, Ms. Gray reports,
means "something scattered or sprinkled" in German.

Oh, and once you have the cake baking, why not begin roasting your own coffee?  My husband has been roasting it himself for a decade!  He roasted the first beans in a cast iron pan, on our stovetop:  Now he uses a camp stove and a use-blackened popcorn pan.  It smells good roasting, too.  Try it yourself, by following the steps outlined at Sweet Maria's, suppliers of all home roasting and brewing needs, including their impeccably sourced beans.



The Barefoot Contessa's Sour Cream Coffee Cake


3/4 cup butter
1 1/2 cups sugar
3 eggs
1 1/2 tsp. vanilla
1 1/4 cups sour cream, or yogurt or even heavy cream

2 1/2 cups flour
2 tsps. baking powder
1/2 tsp. baking soda
1/2 tsp. salt



Preheat oven to 325 degrees.  Butter and flour a ten inch tube pan.

 Make the streusel:  combine in a bowl until large clumps form:

1/3 cup brown sugar
3/4 cup flour
2 tsps. cinnamon
5 tablespoons butter

Add, if desired:
3/4 cup chopped walnuts


Begin the cake batter:  Cream the butter and sugar together until light.  Add eggs one at a time.  Add sour cream and vanilla.  Whisk the flour, baking powder, soda and salt together in a separate bowl, then combine them with the first 5 ingredients.

Put about half the batter into the tube pan, then sprinkle half of the streusel over it- top it with the rest of the batter.  Shove it around with a spatula until it is pretty level, and sprinkle the rest of the streusel over it. 

Bake it for around 50 to 60 minutes.  Check, though, with a skewer to see that it is fully baked in the center.

Let it cool for half an hour or more, and then, if you like, let it cool a little more and apply a simple glaze of powdered sugar and maple syrup.  Use 1/2 cup of powdered sugar and 2 tbs. of maple syrup.













Saturday, February 22, 2014

How many Tons?






Sixteen.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Dear Ones,
 
I missed you terribly last night-  25 violins!!  Yes, and 10 violas, and was it 8, or 9 cellos?  Four bassoons!  You know how beautiful bassoons and cellos are (just to say the words!   Bassoon.  Cello.), and these played a samba inspired "spectacular" of South American composed pieces.  I know you were busy elsewhere, so I send you an electronic shadow to give some sense of the shimmering reverberations of the Bahia Youth Orchestra performance. 
 
 
I began this missive with another delightful Brazillian band; Funk Como le Gusta.  Yes, it is just how you like it, and I hope you will explore more of their music.
 
 
Escreva novamente em breve.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


Friday, February 21, 2014

Non-Optimists, Please Lead.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 







 
Dear All,

Ever marvel at serendipity?  At a plate full of coincidence?  Of relevant lessons that come just in time?  At a short, sharp, confirmation shoved into your side?  I think it might be kismet.  But, I am not going to check that right now, in our large red faux-Morocco bound Webster's, or our dusty and frail ten volume Oxford.

I am not reading the definition of kismet right now, because I am in a big hurry.  In a hurry to serve you up another letter from Letters of Note. 

I am in a hurry, because I am reading four books that suggest to me some questions that this letter pertains to intimately.  It may be that you are reading the same four books, or perhaps any four books, so I wanted to you to have this letter.  Now.









PS 

The Four Books of the Apocalypse:

Raccoons are the Brightest People;  Sterling North.
Epitaph for a Peach;  David Mas Masumoto.
The Yearling;  Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings.
A Short History of Nearly Everything;  Bill Bryson.







Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Tipi Rings









Dear Photo Safarians,

Here is something wonderful:  Tipi rings.  I never even knew of them!  I found them in a photograph by Peter De Lory. 




 
 
 
 
You can see more of Mr. De Lory's photographs of Tipi rings, by visiting the website of the Lisa Harris Gallery. 
 
 
Then, to see some more images from this interesting eye, visit Peter De Lory's website.  You'll see this montage of his road photographs.  Doesn't it make you want to head out on the highway, and  take some photos of the open road yourself?  Maybe you will want to stay some place interesting, odd, even.  Here is a site to find an unusual night's stay.




 
 
 
 
When you get back, join me in making some stone circles in the yard.  I will be putting them in the very best places:  A spot to hear bees, a place to watch leaves change, a tree to watch cars come up the drive, a bench for feeling the sun, and a spot to see the birds in high branches.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


Friday, February 14, 2014

Do it for Love













I send you this valentine:  a piece of music by Gavin Bryars.  I hope you will visit his site often;  there is a lot to love there.







with love.