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February 23, 2009

Adventures in vegetarian cooking

Filed under: Cooking,Personal — cec @ 6:56 pm

K and I don’t eat much meat – no red meat, no poultry, etc.  Theoretically, we still eat fish, but since I won’t cook it…

This weekend, we experimented with a couple of new recipes that, in hindsight, were even vegan:

  • Vegetarian Mac and Cheese.  Like a lot of people (I suppose), I love macaroni and cheese.  Not the Kraft, out of the box, kind, but one made with onion, garlic, mustard powder in a homemade cheese sauce.  Unfortunately, K (okay, me too) isn’t supposed to eat that much high-fat cheese.  I’ve been making it with low-fat cheese, but well, that’s a little lame.  Last week, a guy at my office gave me a recipe that eliminated the cheese sauce and turned out to be (possibly) tastier than the original.  Start by sautéing an onion in a little olive oil.  Add a drained, rinsed can of cannellini (other beans work, but cannellini are wonderfully creamy), 1.75 cups of water (or vege broth), 1 tbsp of miso paste (I used soy sauce), a little dry mustard and a half cup of raw cashews.  Puree, then add a package of cooked spinach and use as the cheese sauce.  It’s wonderful.
  • We also made seitan which, as near as I can figure, is pronounced satan.  It’s wheat meat – wheat gluten (which means it’s also pronounced “death to etselec and hlf”) and water (or broth) which is cooked and then used as if it was regular meat.  We made ours with water, soy sauce and some Italian seasonings.  Once it was cooked, we sliced it up, braised it and served it with a wine/mushroom sauce.  It was great and a *lot* easier than I thought it would be.

February 4, 2009

small town values

Filed under: Personal — cec @ 8:50 am

One of the phrases that bothered me the most during last year’s election (indeed, during all elections), is “small town values.”  That elevation of the mores of small communities that make them better than the rest of us who, by virtue of living in larger metro areas, apparently don’t have any values.

I’ve never lived in a small town.  Currently, we live in a rural-ish area on the outskirts of a medium sized metropolitan area.  Prior to that, I’ve lived in medium sized cities (maybe 150-300,000 people).  That said, I’ve known people who lived in small towns and overall, I wasn’t too impressed by the values of those small towns.  On an individual level, the people in small towns don’t really seem all that different from anyone else, they certainly aren’t bastions of moral virtue.  That said, there is one thing that is different about small towns, and which is that they are small [tautology for the win!].

Being small, most everyone in the town knows one another.  As such, there is a pressure to conform to a set of norms.  Those people that don’t find a way to fit within the norms are often looked down on, find few friends within the town, etc.  After all, if you are a non-conformist, then you are going to have a hard time finding someone with your interests in a community with few people roughly your age.

The other concern that I have about small towns is the increased tendency to apply special rules to certain people, rather than a uniform rule of law.  Certain pillars of the community can be considered above the law.  “I can’t arrest Jack, he’s a deacon in my church.”  In larger communities, there are fewer special cases and a greater tendency [yes, I’m generalizing like mad here] to apply the rule of law across the board.

What got me thinking about all of this was a story I heard on NPR about sexual abuse scandals in the Hasidic community of Brooklyn.  Several rabbis in that insular community (and yes, small communities in larger cities share tendencies with small towns), have recently been accused of molesting children.  In that story, you can identify all of the problems that I have with small towns:

  1. The children, and then their families, didn’t feel like they could say anything to anyone because they would be ostracized.
  2. When they said something, they weren’t believed
  3. After they were believed, at least one of the rabbis in question got away with a slap on the wrist.  The school he taught at told the family he would be fired if they would agree not to press charges.  Then just a few days after the statute of limitations ran out, the school reneged on that agreement and said that on a scale of 1-10, the molestation wasn’t that bad, so they would keep the rabbi on staff.

You see this thing over and over in small communities.  There was a story on 60 Minutes (iirc) about a similar issue in an Amish community, and the polygamous sects of fundamentalist Mormonism, etc.

Speaking of polygamy, one of the silliest arguments in the debate over gay marriage goes something like this: “if you let gay people marry, then you’ll have to allow polygamy or people to marry children.”  On hearing this, my first thought is always, along the lines of, no – the marriage of two consenting adults says nothing about the marriage of three or more adults or an adult and a (by definition) unconsenting child (children can’t give consent).  My second thought is often, wait, what’s wrong with polygamy per se.  If three or more consenting adults want to live together as married, why does that hurt me – or them? Of course, on a practical level, every polygamy case we’ve heard of recently has horrified me.  In large part because it’s not multiple consenting adults.  It’s often young(ish) children, people who have never heard or known of alternatives, people that may (or may not) have given consent, but you couldn’t argue that it was informed consent.

So, as I was listening to the NPR story, it occurred to me that the biggest problem that I have with the stories of polygamy aren’t necessarily connected to the polygamy itself, but rather the “values” of the small communities which practice polygamy.  The parochial views, the lack of a rule of law, the lack of consent, the forcing of people into the community norms and the ostracising of non-conformists.  [Not that any of this should be taken to mean that I’m in the market for another wife – I think that K would refuse to consent to that 😉 ].

Don’t get me wrong, big cities are hardly a panacea.  They have their own sets of problems, but to suggest that small towns (communities) have cornered the market on values is just wrong.  But perhaps the problems I see with small towns are exactly the virtues that others see in them.  Perhaps small town values is really just code for “pressuring people to conform to a set of norms that I like.”   Unfortunately, that seems far too likely.  Either way, I think I’ll try to avoid small towns.

February 2, 2009

such a dork

Filed under: Personal — cec @ 9:02 pm

So K just asks me if it’s raining.  My response was to go online instead of going outside.

I’m such a

January 26, 2009

Snow pictures

Filed under: Gallery,Personal,Photography — cec @ 4:39 pm

Last week (on Inauguration Day no less), we got about 7″ of snow out at the house.  I just uploaded the pictures this morning.  Some of my favorites are below, the rest are in the gallery.

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If nothing else, the dogs sure did seem to enjoy the snow.  🙂

January 20, 2009

Happy inauguration day!

Filed under: Personal,Political — cec @ 12:00 pm

It’s noon – congratulations to President Obama!!

January 19, 2009

life in the south

Filed under: Personal — cec @ 9:52 pm

It looks like we’re going to get our first real snowfall in about five years.  “Real” if you count 2-4 inches, which I do since K and I are from Louisiana.

Unfortunately, while I was grocery shopping this weekend, I forgot a few things and needed to go pick ’em up on my way home from work.  Even more unfortunately, among the things I forgot were a quart of milk for tea at the office and a dozen eggs.  So there I am, the evening before the snow falls buying milk and eggs.  Hell, if I had forgotten bread this weekend I would have hit the Southern snowfall French Toast

December 19, 2008

so the stakes aren’t always that small

Filed under: Personal — cec @ 12:04 pm

I’m not certain if I’ve joked about it here or not, but recently I’ve taken to commenting that if academic politics are so petty because the stakes are so small, then what does that say about non-profit politics.  The implication is that non-profit politics are even more petty because the stakes are even smaller.  Well, after a rough couple of weeks with the non-profit I work with, I can confirm that the politics are definitely petty, I’m just no longer certain that the stakes are small.  In one sense, sure – the budget for the non-profit I work with is smaller than any other budget I’ve dealt with in a work situation.  But at the same time, the politics most often affects people’s livelihoods.  It’s one thing to have a layoff due to lack of funds.  It’s another thing for poor management and personal vendettas leading to a firing.

The moral of the story is this: never get involved in a land war in Asia the board of directors for a non-profit.  It’ll steal all of your time, consume all of your money and break your heart in the end.

November 20, 2008

at home in the (technical) universe

Filed under: Personal,Technical — cec @ 10:11 am

Some recent (somewhat) technical notes:

  • A while back, I swapped the dead harddrive from my ipod with a compact flash card.  Unfortunately, at the time, the biggest (affordable) compact flash was 16 GB, so I lost about half the capacity from my ipod.  Not a huge problem, but it became more of one as I added more music.  Yesterday, a shiny new 32 GB compact flash arrived and now I’m back to the nominal amount of space on my ipod, except that it’s all solid state and cool.  From the technical standpoint, this was something of a PITA, since I didn’t have a windows or mac machine around to reinstall the firmware.  My ultimate solution:  1) back up /dev/sdb (boot record and partition table) and /dev/sdb1 (firmware) from the ipod using dd; 2) put the CF in my laptop and format it (a camera would work just as well), this just normalizes the card; 3) put the CF in the ipod (or in the laptop); 4) write the patition table using dd; 5) edit the partition table using fdisk, set the size of sdb2 to be 32 rather than 16 GB; 6) write out the firmware to sdb1; 7) format sdb2 using mkfs.vfat.  Voila – a 32 GB ipod CF
  • If you haven’t seen it already, check out projecteuler.net.  They’ve got a bunch of mathematically oriented programming problems online of varying difficulty.  Good solutions should all run in 1 minute or less and generally take 100 lines of code or so.  It’s a good way to get familiar with a new programming language and to exercise your brain.  So far, I’ve done the first 70 or so problems – they don’t take too long, maybe a half hour each on average.
  • Finally, I got the clutch in my car replaced yesterday.  The mechanic said that it was in pretty bad shape and that the (plastic?) bearing the clutch uses had worn completely away.  This probably explains why I’ve had no acceleration for the past year (or more?).  I had forgotten what it was like to drive a decent car 🙂

November 11, 2008

New guitar

Filed under: Guitar,Personal — cec @ 11:38 am

Over the past few months, I’ve been thinking about getting a new guitar.  I’ve been heading up to High Strung in Durham and have played with maybe a dozen different models, but the one I kept coming back to was a Blueridge BR-243.  It’s got a beautiful sound and it’s very comfortable for me to play.  The body size is “000” as opposed to the more common dreadnought size (like my first guitar) which means it’s easier to get my arms around and the shorter neck makes it easier to reach all of the chords.  The back and sides of the guitar are mahogany

Well, I’ve got a birthday coming up and Christmas is around the corner, so last Friday I went ahead and bought the BR-243 as a combo present.  Unfortunately, High Strung didn’t have the case which fits the guitar in stock, so they gave me a loaner while mine is being ordered.  I believe the case fits a dreadnought sized guitar, so that might give you some sense of the size.  I should also post a picture of my old guitar with the new one.

Anyway, I’ve been playing with the guitar for a few days now and I love it even more now than I did in the store.  I also finally went online to see what other people thought (I didn’t want to overly influence myself 🙂 ) and it got great reviews, particularly for the quality at its price point.  At this point, I think the only problem is that I’m not much in the mood to work – I would rather go home and practice the guitar 😀

November 5, 2008

President Obama and race

Filed under: Personal,Social — cec @ 10:17 am

My mother tells a story about my first day in first grade (and sadly, I’m more likely to remember stories of my childhood than the actual childhood).  I go off to school, probably all 70s style – plaid pants, mop haircut, etc., and when I come home she asks me about school.  In particular, how did I like my new teacher (Mrs. Smith?)?  I told my mom that she would like the teacher, that Mrs. Smith was just like her.

At a certain point, the first parent-teacher conferences occur and my mother goes in expecting to meet someone just like her: a blonde haired, blue eyed woman in her late twenties or early thirties.  So it’s a bit of a surprise when Mrs. Smith is a 50-ish black woman.

There are two morals to the story:

  1. I’m definitely a Myers-Briggs intuitive (N) type as opposed to sensing (S).  😉
  2. As a child, race didn’t even enter my mind.  A person’s race was so completely irrelevant that it’s not clear that I even noticed it.

Over the years, I’ve tried to live up to the example set by my five year old self.  I haven’t always succeeded, but I’ve always tried.

In spite of that, I never did expect that the U.S. would elect a black president – at least not this soon.  I didn’t think that we would be able to look past race until, at least, the baby boomer generation died off.  Not that the baby boomers are racists, they made enormous strides toward equality.  But at the same time, they grew up in a world where there were segregated lunch counters, segregated water fountains, segregated bathrooms and schools.  They grew up in a world where the lynching of a black man was considered acceptable to many people.  That’s a kind of ingrained experience that’s hard to grow out of.

But yet, Obama did win.  Sure, he didn’t win the majority of white voters, but he won more of them than did John Kerry four years ago.  The electorate looked past Obama’s race and voted for the man they thought would take the country in the right direction.

My inner five year old wouldn’t have thought a black president was that surprising, but with thirty-plus years of experience, I’m amazed and thrilled that there might be some part of that five year old in everyone.

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