Sunday, October 19, 2008

101 words about miso ...

a photo of my very basic miso soup that was surprisingly good, considering it was just water, miso and onions. although i hardly felt gorged.

soooo. ... this past week i learned that i like it when chuck says "piggly wiggly." [as in the grocery store.] he must have the perfect sized tongue for spitting out that name or something. it's adorable. and hilarious.

in other news:

The Searchers [Blu-ray]
1956: did i ever mention i took a class called 'the american western' when i was in college? oh, college. there is simply a class for everything. and with $1,200 in 1997, you, too, could deconstruct "shane" and the works of zane gray. this is the third time i've seen this movie. i like it a lot. blah, blah, beautifully shot.

1. why would one live in that particular isolated desert canyon area? the nearest neighbor is like 40 miles away.
2. imagine the stressfulness of meeting a guy under these circumstances. he may be a bit dim, but he can play the guitar. and he may be the only man other than your father that you come into contact with for the next five years. do you know what happens to ovaries over the span of five years? these girls do.
3. between john wayne and his small posse of searchers, the collective IQ seems to be about 24.
4. this movie occurs after john wayne's attractive years. this is, metaphorically, his marlon-brando-in-apocalypse-now phase.

miso soup:
boil a cup and a half of water or broth, remove from heat, stir in a tablespoon of miso paste. top with things like onions or diced firm tofu.

wow. miso-easy. miso-tastey. and apparently is super healthy. [part of that comes from adding wakame, which i didn't have on hand.]

aside: a geeky "still in my early stages of learning about cooking different foods" story about miso paste. i was making tofu burritos a few weeks ago and the recipe called for white miso. i had no idea what miso was, so i looked it up and found the words "bean curd."

i went to the world foods department at cub and began hunting near the refried beans and then looked at every label in the asian foods aisle. i scoured the shelves of the oraganic section. i asked a teenager for help, she asked her manager for help. i never found miso, so i went to whole foods.

i've found that if you're making something called, um, tofu burritos, and there is an ingredient you don't understand, there is a good chance that it is in heavy rotation at whole foods and that one of the happy hippies will be eager to help you find it.

again, i hunted near the co-op's collection of thai food ingredients and found nothing. i went to the help desk for assistance.

the woman working beamed. turned to her coworker and said: "do you know what miso is?"

the woman walked me to the cooler area and pointed to something like a country crock container, all while explaining that miso comes in red and white -- and the differences are similar to the differences between red and white wine. it's fermented soy beans, she told me. it can be used to make dips and sauces. or, obviously, miso soup. "and it lasts forever," she said. because its fermented. "maybe not forever," she added. "but five years maybe."

[as you know, we already have plenty of things in the fridge that are five years old. now here is one that wouldn't turn into spores and blue dust.]

this was one of my favorite interactions to ever occur at the grocery store. second only to the time chuck turned off the stockers' garbled heavy metal radio station as we wandered the aisles at 1 a.m. because the black sabbath was making us see in lucky charms in strobe.

Beautiful Children: A Novel
by charles bock: According to a New York Times Magazine feature on Charles Bock, it took the sadist 11 years to write his first novel Beautiful Children. Then, 406ish pages of the hardcover later, Charles Bock gives a shining example of why one should not spend 11 years on one book.

Mainly, this beast is full of words.

full review [as always] here

the david foster wallace month has slowed. mostly because i've been spending less time reading the internut and more time reading good old fashioned books.

but, there is these pieces from rolling stone that i read:
"the lost years and last days of david foster wallace": an exerpt from a rolling stone story on david foster wallace.
"getting to know david foster wallace": RS interviews the author about, well, getting to know dfw. a suppliment to the first story.

"john ford's monument" [via] ... and then the washington post runs a story about the area where 'the searchers' was filmed, written by a fan of the movie and posted a day after i saw it. freaky deaky.

"why i blog" [via]: andrew sullivan's deconstruction of the web. log. from the atlantic.


Sproactually said...

From your "weakly" review....

Watch driving miss daisy, and you too can fit both a movie and "piggly wiggly" into the next weak's review.

She was fixin to go the piggly wiggly on the trolley.

That was awful nice of you to buy a dress just to go the church..

Good thing is that dress is just like Kinsey Millhone's universal black dress, good for wedding, funerals, court appearances and can rolled up and left in the glove box of the car.

Mach1 said...

I tried to read "Beautiful Children" and stopped. It was like reading a lot of chatter or like talking to someone who doesn't have that "stop talking now" switch.