Archive | April, 2012

What’s a-Masala with You?

30 Apr

Well, now that we’ve officially established that my pun-circuits aren’t working.

I apologize for my lonngggg absence.  There’s lots of stuff going on with me right now and I’m trying to keep up with it.  In order to maximize schedule ease, I’m planning to update with new recipes Mondays and Wednesdays, possibly Fridays.  I’ll try.  But homework, you see, and moving.  So, we’ll see how it goes.

In any event, I return to you from a request: chana masala!  This is an exciting day for me, because I love, love chana masala, and how relatively easy it is to make.  And it makes a TON.  I made double the recipe I’m about to post, and ate it with some basmati rice for lunch all week.

Chana masala. Not my most recent vintage, but an excellent approximation of what yours should look like.

You can even plate it easily!  I’m not a great food photographer (I’m improving slowly!) but just piling rice on a plate with beans on top and a spring of either parsley or cilantro, depending on which way your tastes swing, is a totally acceptable and actually rather attractive way to get your food on the plate, that last way-station on a garbanzo bean’s long but inevitable journey into my stomach.  (Yes, all garbanzo beans.  I love garbanzo beans!)

Total time is about an hour, but only about thirty minutes’ worth of actual work, and worth it, especially to not make lunch for the next day.

Recipe after the cut!

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A sad story about an animal auction.

4 Apr

“Livestock” animal charity auction in Houston [TW?]

TW if you’re the kind of person who is really, truly upset by even hearing about animal slaughter.

I thought this was an especially sad and weird article:

After school and basketball practice, Mr. Leach would look after Kipper, massaging his legs and brushing a lotion on the bottom of his cloven hooves to help his sore feet. Out of the 2,526 barrows at the Houston event, the judges declared Kipper the 2012 grand champion, making him the star of the swine auction. Mr. Leach is still trying to get his head around it: His pig will put him through college.

Awww, that’s really sweet!  Appreciating animals usually thought of as chattel as creatures just like dogs and cats (and rats, can’t forget about my sweet rat babies.)  It sounds like the kid formed a real bond with the pig.

Inevitably, the auctions turn out better for the animals’ owners than for the animals themselves. Three days after the auction, Kipper was put in a trailer and driven to a meat science laboratory at Texas A & M University, where he was slaughtered and placed in a cooler. Once his drug test results come in, Kipper will be butchered, boxed and, along with 66 other top-ranking barrows, donated to charity. The four couples who bought Kipper will each receive a 54-pound gourmet pork package.

Oh.  Never mind about that, then.  Did nobody at the auction find this a little creepy?

Also: “meat science”?  Texas A&M, what are you doing?