Tuesday, February 9, 2016

My First Pulla!

Pulla is, along with Pannukakku, one of the comfort foods of my childhood since they were served at all the big shindigs at the Finn Hall and Pulla was common at family visits.

It's amazing just what the smell of the Cardamom did to me when making this!

Followed this recipe: Allrecipes Finnish Pulla

This however is the Finn Hall recipe:

I did have to improvise a bit -- I had started everything and discovered I had no white sugar, just Sugar-in-the-Raw. So while the milk was still hot I whisked in the sugar, salt, and cardamom to dissolve the sugar. After it cooled to lukewarm I added the eggs and yeast/warm water mix and enough flour (2 cups) to make batter:


Then I beat in enough flour (3 cups) to make dough. Rising #1 on a floured board:

Rise #2 in a bowl by the woodstove. Punch it, let it rise a third time:

Divide into thirds, then sixths so you can braid the rolls:



Brush on beaten egg, and sprinkle with Sugar-in-the-Raw:

The directions said to watch it carefully since the bottoms can burn...and I just barely avoided burning the bottoms!!! The taste and texture were good...though it wasn't going to win any Finnish baking contests!
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Now I have to think up a name for a truck...

The '03 Ranger is pretty well shot...I've been hesitating buying new tires to replace the three dry-rotted ones (and the used one I bought to replace the one too badly dry-rotted to hold air). Two or three weeks ago I came home from the dump and could smell that I now had a stuck front brake. Kind of annoying paying insurance every month on a four wheel drive I don't trust to drive in the snow, or more than five miles from home.

Especially when it means having to make sure I time traveling with my car around the timing on storms so I can try to get in before the driveway is impassable, or it's daylight so I can safely park at a nearby plowed-out business and walk along/across Route 6 to go get my snowblower.

Would love a Jeep...but they must have transmissions made of gold for what they go for, especially for something not terribly practical (I'd still need to get a trailer for it) and that almost no one who owns one actually uses it off roading (and I've been avoiding some favorite trails for years not trusting my old truck to make it...)

Would love a 3/4 ton...but I don't want to spend that much money either and I really don't need one yet.

But then during the Super Bowl I'm looking around and find this guy at Central Ford ... 2001 with 93,000 miles (150,000 fewer than my '03). I'm only figuring on putting about 5,000 miles a year on it so it should keep me in good shape for a while. Since my Fusion is up to 135,000 it's also nice having a reliable spare too.

Since I was already planning to work from home on Monday (another storm was forecast and it sounded like I'd have to leave by noon to get home in time to safely get up my driveway)...I just took the morning off and was the crazy fool who went to buy a car in a snowstorm:

They are doing some minor mechanical repairs they had to order parts for so it'll be Wednesday before I get it home :(

Been eating better...

Lot less take-out than I have been eating recently.
Salmon with cranberry walnut salad:

Strip steak with mandarin raisin salad:

Sausage, Cabbage, and Bean Stew



While I was prepping those ingredients, I also had some baked cod & spaghetti squash in the oven.

I left in the fridge overnight, and put in the crockpot when I left for work to cook

It was...OK. Not good, not bad but was missing something. What made it pop into something delicious was some wild rice and diced tomatoes...nice save!

First significant snow of the winter

Friday 2/5 was the first snow of any mention to fall this year. As it was supposed to come in and dump then be gone by 2pm, I hoped to be on the low side of the 5-8" forecast...it ended up going to 8-12" :/

But despite the intensity, as expected the ride home wasn't bad but I left early to get home in time to clear the driveway in daylight:

Parked at the Stone House and walked in.

So you're telling me I need to get out my chainsaw to remove a tree from on top of my woodpile so I can stack the wood I saw on the woodpile?


About half of Brooklyn lost power -- this was basically a mid-tier ice storm due to the weight of the snow. Crews from out of state getting ready to head out from Ocean State Job Lot on Saturday. With significant number of limbs coming down for 24 hours after the snow stopped, it was Monday before all power was restored.

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Kiss Her...

Little too long for the quotes on the right:
Kiss her. Slowly, take your time, there’s no place you’d rather be. Kiss her but not like you’re waiting for something else, like your hands beneath her shirt or her skirt or tangled up in her bra straps. Nothing like that. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that your mouth has ever touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight. Laugh into her mouth, inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face in your hands. Or your hands in her hair. Or pulling her closer at the waist. Kiss her like you want to take her dancing. Like you want to spin her into an open arena and watch her look at you like you’re the brightest thing she’s ever seen. Kiss her like she’s the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like the first and only piece of chocolate you’re ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her silent. Come away, ask her what 2+2 is and listen to her say your name in answer.


Related(?) note -- bit of a Shakespeare mash-up since the lines are from two different plays but I thought they worked together:
“What fools these mortals be! We know what we are, but know not what we may be.”

Saturday, January 23, 2016

January Food, Firewood, Painting, and other stuff photo dump.

Started off with a Brisket that didn't quite fit :D



The only snow we had until today, the amount of barn cat tracks when I was leaving for work amused me.

Some baked Salmon? Yes please. Hadn't done one in a while.


Wanted to make a vegetable soup with a nice stock. Since I didn't feel like roasting a chicken, how to make stock? Was going to try chicken wings, then I saw the $5 package of thighs for $2 off...score!







If I squeeze the tractor back further and tip the bucket...it can fit in the garage enough to close the door.

Hey the new bridge in Putnam to the YMCA/Tech Park is open! On the way home from Woodstock Orchards picking up apples, and headed to errands in Dayville I swung in for a look (and you can drive all the way back to the ash landfill!)


At least I did not have to chuck the wood onto the deck before stacking...lift it high and dump it!

Figuring I have 9/10ths of a cord on the deck, 1/10th inside, and another cord still down below (plus probably another not split.)

Maine Snow Fighters

Sunday, January 10, 2016

Norman Rockwell Museum

Woke up Saturday, and still laying in bed I pondered my plans for the day (finishing the wiring in the garage)...and the notion poppped in to my head it would be a good day to go to the Norman Rockwell Museum out in Stockbridge, MA.

I was feeling pretty melancholy, was all weekend before and after. However Rockwell is at once nostalgic and inspirational.



One thing I never knew was how much time he put into revising and editing his works -- studies, photographs, sometimes re-painting the entire piece to get it right. The "Girl with a Shiner" ended up having to find a boy in Worcester with a black eye when he could find none locally.
Diarist for a blog?


I bought a print of Marriage License, which will hang above the roll top desk when I eventually bring it to my house:


They do have some other artists on display. Forgiven, by Harold von Schmidt:


They also had a display "52 Reasons to Love a Vet" by various artists:



Friday, January 8, 2016

Stetson Road, Old King's Highway, and the Nipmuc Trail

Early Homesteads of Hampton & Pomfret

Not sure how or why I stumbled across that, but it made for an interesting (in a history geeky way) read.

By far my biggest discovery was about "the Old King's Highway" being the Nipmuc Trail...and it being Stetson Road. Now, these Indian trails were not a single route; North and South Bigelow Roads in Hampton undoubtedly formed an alternative route. It also made me think, "Why there?" till looking at a map I realized the route the authors described avoided major brooks and swamps.

While the trail led from Brookfield, Mass. (Quabog) to Norwich, Conn. the part I could follow best, starting on the south end of Canterbury went up Water Street, then crossing Route 14 followed Brooklyn Road -- the original path would have crossed at the corners with Colburn Road; but as the book detailed an innkeeper had bribed surveyors to move the road to east of the Westminster meetinghouse for commercial advantage. Colburn seems to form a reasonable alternate path, heading off towards South Bigelow and the Little River Valley as an alternate place for the Indian villages that moved every 10 years or so.

Crossing into Brooklyn it becomes Stetson Road, then Cherry Hill, then in Pomfret Brooklyn Road, and then Page Road but not coming back to Brooklyn Road as Page Road currently does but continued north (along a right of way still visible in property maps) to Duffy Road which joins Route 97 at the south end of what was originally the Abington commons.

Continuing north on 97, there seems to be a couple reasonable alternatives -- on followed Taft Pond Road to Dennis Road and (by the abandoned part of Dennis which comes out near or is the driveway to the 4H camp) back to Taft Pond to Ragged Hill and Swedentown Roads and then by abandoned road to the intersection of Perrin and Rocky Hill Roads, Rocky Hill likely one of the alternative routes of the Old Connecticut Path.

The other by North & Angell Roads to end up near Quassett Lake and the major Indian village of Wabbaquasset (South Woodstock).

From here it seems to me most logical for it follow the Old Connecticut Path until crossing the Quinebaug River around Fabayan or Quinebaug, and then it would be a straight shot up today's Route 31 (again avoiding all major water crossings after the Quinebaug) to meet the Bay Path in Charlton and head west to the north side of Quabog Plantation in the Brookfields.

The Homesteads book, however, mentions it crossing the Quinebaug in the Sturbridge area -- perhaps this was the alternate route to get to the south side of Quabog, and/or the route best suited to Nipmucs inhabiting the area around Mashapaug (Bigelow Hollow). Trying to avoid crossing the Quinebaug would have required a quite difficult detour crossing many of the strong SW-to-NE running ridges near Mashapaug and at times heading south before turning west only to have to turn back north then east again to reach Quabog.

The final speculative thought is all these "Old King's Highways" that clearly were not (English) Royal roads; but could this be related, even in a tongue and cheek way by early settlers, to use of "King" in lieu of Sachem, e.g. King Phillip's War?