Friday, February 28, 2025

Truckload of Veg with Secret Sauce

Sheet-pan Veggie Shawarma (variation)
So good!


Last Friday (Feb 21st) I actually remembered about a recipe I saw via Suzanne’s blog at Life of a Doctor’s Wife.  And Friday was the day I went shopping, and got some ingredients - a bag of fresh cauliflower, 6 Brussels sprouts (in honor of Europe), and mushrooms (in honor of Pennsylvania).  And then decided that was enough fresh veg for the two of us.  


On Monday I remembered that I had remembered the recipe and the shopping.  At 4:30 PM I got myself up off my butt and cooked the recipe.  Or my version of it.  As I started assembling the ingredients - cauliflower, sweet onion (I didn’t have a red onion, which is purple), mushrooms – it was looking like the result would have an overwhelming white and boring hue. 





I scrounged around in the fridge and found an orange bell pepper of unknown provenance and age, but it looked okay.  And rediscovered the Brussels sprouts buried under the veggies that the Common Household Husband uses in his breakfast every day.  Boom!  Color!  I added frozen shrimp, which turned pink when cooked.

Slightly more pizzazz here



It took me FIVE MINUTES to find the cumin. Just when I had pushed my existential angst away for the day, it came rushing back as I searched in spice-panic mode.  This reveals how long it has been since I cooked anything interesting.  The cumin was pushed back in the corner, with the label to the wall.  This was a wrong to be righted!  Cumin is one of the best spices.  I didn’t bother with the turmeric (don’t like it), coriander (mine is so old), or paprika (don’t have it).  

Truckload of raw veg
with raw frozen shrimp.



And, as luck would have it, we had all the ingredients for the secret sauce.  Be sure to make the secret sauce, O Best Beloved!  Tahini, lemon juice, and maple syrup.  Oh, yes.  OH, YES.


I told my husband I had made Truckload of Veggies Avec Shrimp.  The actual recipe title is Sheet Pan Veggie Shawarma with Lemon Tahini Dressing


I reeeeeally liked it.  It was relatively easy to make.  And the CHH liked it.  A keeper.


Bonus photo: cocktail design by a friend
at an event I attended.
Please click to embiggen and
read the description.






Saturday, February 15, 2025

This week in Noticing Nature

Okay, it’s actually 10 days of observations.


This is my entry for The F.I.G. Collective this week.

Thursday: as I lay awake at 3 AM, ruminating about my upcoming attempt, later that day, to speak to the Senator’s aide in person, I heard the freezing rain falling on the roof.  


Friday: It was getting dark as I went out to get the mail.  I was still in time to see the fading sunset, peach and blue and gray, and also an early star/planet.  I turned around and saw the half-moon behind the fractal bare branches of our oak tree.  So beautiful.


Saturday:  Some of the fractal bare branches are down on our yard.  Still.  I’m not going out to pick them up until spring.


Sunday:  It was snowing (just flurries) this morning when I set off for church.  By the time we were done with Souperbowl + Bakesale, it was still flurrying but nothing was sticking to the roadway.  Which made the trip home okay.


Monday:  We have an oak tree that doesn’t drop all its leaves in the fall – they stay on the tree, shriveled up.  Today I noticed that in the breeze they make a sort of clattering sound.  Like dry bones getting ready to come to life.  However, I did not prophesy to the dry leaves.


Tuesday:  When I pulled the car out of the garage to go to the store to pick up meds for the Common Household Husband, I particularly noticed the frozen ground where I have to step out of the car to close the garage door.  It’s a spot that would be muddy if the temperature is above freezing.  I appreciated the firm ground to walk on.


And no, we do not have an automated garage door closing mechanism.  It’s people power all the way.  When it becomes impossible for me to open and close the garage door, it’s time to move.


Wednesday:  There was lots of rain today.


Thursday:  As I headed outdoors to meet friends, it was flurrying. The snow on the ground looked like little pellets.  But probably not big and threatening enough to be graupel.




Friday:  Valentine’s Day.  It’s 23 degrees F; feels like 15 with the windchill.  I am heading out soon to be a gadfly outside my US Senator’s office.  He and Presidents M & P are ruining the future.

A Valentine for the Senator.
(not my sign)



Saturday:  We woke up to a surprise snowstorm.  I like to think that this is appropriate - it is supposed to snow in February.  It will likely turn to gobs of rain later, which must be why there is a flood watch.  Nature is fun to observe, eh?


Here are three times on this blog when the weather was more challenging than today, and for that we are thankful:


A Prayer

https://commonhousehold.blogspot.com/2015/03/a-lords-prayer-for-snowy-day.html


Back when we used to get a print newspaper:

https://commonhousehold.blogspot.com/2014/02/the-winter-of-my-discontent.html


Snow Physics

https://commonhousehold.blogspot.com/2011/02/more-snow-physics.html



Saturday, February 8, 2025

Use Your Voice

HOLD ONTO HOPE

A friend asked me how I am managing to keep my sanity.  I wrote the following to him, and want to share here.


It has taken me a while to understand Timothy Snyder’s advice #1 for resisting tyranny:  “Do not obey in advance.”  I could see what it means for people in positions of authority or influence, but what about me?  


I have realized that, for me, it means using my voice, my speech, as much as possible to contact my elected officials.  There is no way I am going to let my thoughts about what the government is doing not be heard.  If I don’t call/write/visit my electeds regularly, then that, for me, is obeying in advance.


So here is what I have been doing to maintain my sanity while using my voice.  I invite you to do the same.


1.  Call, visit, or send webmail regularly to an elected.  

I aim for once a day, but don’t always manage that.  I try to limit my missive to one issue.  (But no yelling, no cuss words, no threats.)


I usually concentrate on Sen. McCormick (R-Spineless), and my messages have been either about the cabinet nominees, or most important right now, the illegal, anti-democracy unconstitutional acts of Elno Mxsk and his team of mini-me data bandits.  It. Is. A. Coup.


But it can be healing to call my Dem representative, because that office is more sympathetic, and urge him to stay strong in opposition to the horror of the Mxsk-Tromup regime.   


For PA residents, here are some phone numbers for our Senators:

Senator McCormick, DC office: 202-224-6324 (or look up other office #s online)

Senator Fetterman, DC office: 202-224-4254 (or look up other office #s online)


Sometimes the phone mailboxes are full.  In which case, writing a webmail can suffice. Or if I am too upset, I skip calling and go straight to webmail.


To send a webmail:

Links to electeds' webpages

https://www.mccormick.senate.gov/

https://www.fetterman.senate.gov/contact/


If I can manage it, I try to go in person to the Senator's office.  This takes more time and money (oy, the cost of parking!).  I did this twice this week, with some friends.  It was a heavy lift.


We heard from a former congressional staffer that snail mail (on paper) letters can carry a lot of weight with the staff, because they know that person went to a fair amount of bother and expense to send the letter.  Of course, calling is more immediate. Staff may pay more attention to calls than webmails, I am not sure.  The former staffer said that if calls start to go above 100 on an issue, they will pay more attention to that issue.  However, lately electeds’ voice mailboxes have been full, so I have had to send a webmail.  I need to remember to put my “ask” in the subject line, because that is most likely how the staff counts opinions.  


There is supposedly an app called something like "5 calls" that makes it easier to do all this, but I haven't used it.

2. Read only the news that I need to know.  

It is often more than I want to read, but I feel I have to stay informed.  I try to balance it with maybe local good news, if possible.  Not always possible.



3. Notice one thing in nature once a day. 

 Doesn't have to be a pleasant thing. One day it was the biting brisk wind, which made me glad I had a warm house to go back into.  Another time it was the bright and beautiful crescent moon.



4. Spend time in person with like-minded people and loved ones.  

Or talk on the phone with them.   We need each other.



5.  As much as it is possible, support the vulnerable with prayer, monetary donations, caring words, and whatever else I can think of.  Harder to do when I am in a foul mood.  I get consumed with anger.


The most vulnerable are the LGBTQ community (especially transgender people), children, people of limited financial means, immigrants, people of color, women (especially young women), federal workers.  I am probably forgetting someone.  There are so many who are vulnerable to what is coming/already here.



6. Work on local elections.  

In my county we have had free and fair elections.  This year we have important elections for judicial, school board, and municipal seats.  I recommend making a connection with someone who shares your values and whose guidance you trust to advise you on how to vote on judges or the other races.


Doing this is actually part of #5.  Judges, school board directors, municipal reps – all have a huge effect on the lives of vulnerable people.



7.  Seek instances of gratitude

The day after we saw the axolotl at our local library, I decided to call the library to thank them for having an axolotl, to tell them that it brought joy to me and others.  That phone call made me feel really good, and maybe did the same for the librarians.



8.  Sing.  

Haven't been doing too much of it lately, but singing is really, really good to do.



9.  Remember that the opposition wants us to feel helpless and alone.  Remember that we are not either of those.  


- - - - - - - - - -

I am trying to draw strength from the story of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego.  When they were told they should bow down before the seemingly powerful shiny rich god that towered over them, they refused.  They knew they would be thrown into the fiery furnace.   They said, Our God is more powerful than you.  Our God will rescue us from the fiery furnace.  And even if the rescue doesn’t happen, we are still not bowing down to you.  

If our God whom we serve is able to deliver us from the furnace of blazing fire and out of your hand, O king, let him deliver us.  But if not, be it known to you, O king, that we will not serve your gods and we will not worship the golden statue that you have set up.”

– Daniel 3:16-18


I am not saying God is going to snatch us out of this mess.  If we are to keep a democratic republic, it's up to us.

Do not bow down in advance.  Do not give up.  Use your voice.  Call.  Write.  Sing. 


Wednesday, February 5, 2025

Noticing Nature

I am attempting a daily discipline - each day I try to notice one thing in nature.


Thursday: The brisk biting wind I felt as I went to get the mail made me grateful for shelter.


Friday: There was an utterly eerie fog over the snow-covered winter fields, as I drove north to church retreat.


Saturday: Beautiful crescent moon and bright planet in a clear night sky (unusual for these parts).


Sunday:  I can’t remember if I noticed anything. I was driving back from the retreat, and then thrown into the maelstrom of $#i! brought on by all you people who voted for Your Lord the Orange One.


Monday:  I stuck my head out the back door and listened. I heard four different birds chirping. 


Tuesday: The sun was shining brightly as we drove over the Fort Pitt Bridge on our way to the US Senator’s office for what ended up to be a 3-minute meeting with the Senator’s staffer.


Wednesday:  The only thing I noticed today was that there are branches down all over our yard.  But I did manage to get the oil changed, buy Peach Schnapps, and replenish the larder.  Eggs are expensive.

Ironically, I have no photos for this post. I am too tired to find any.