Yakisoba

 

 Pork sliced, garlic, ginger, shallot. 

 

Carrot, onion, cabbage. 

 

Rinse noodles.

 Shitake mushrooms.

 

  Yakisoba sauce.

Yakisoba!

Fairplay

Prospecting at Scales.

RIP Rich Coleman. We dropped part of Richard's Ashes in above these falls. I told stories and showed one of my friends around a bit.

I spent more than a few nights camped with Richard in the hydraulic mine at Fairplay, including one particularly memorable one in about 1983 that included about a 4 hour thunderstorm.

If you want to try to find this place on a map, give it a shot. It took us more than a few hours and I *knew* where I was going. If you need to go there and spread some flowers, or motorcycle parts, let me know, maybe I can find it again.

I hope there's a lot of things to fix where you're headed Richard.

Here's a list of the crap I didn't do today.

Anything regarding the insane road raging neighbor, despite his name calling, gesturing, swearing at me, and spitting at me, among other things.
Fix the bricks on the North walk.
Pour concrete for the shed floor.
Build the storage area behind the shed.
Smoke a brisket.
Put a fence around the garden.
Put away the decoys.
Move the flat file cabinets into the library.
Run a hose bib to the back of the yard.
Rebuild the custom coffee table I built some years ago.

Some things I did do:

Move the flat file cabinets into the library.
Flood the backyard.
Feed the chickens.
Fix the hose bib on the north side of the house.
Plant Italian parsley, squash and cabbage.
Order plans for a boat to build.
Read a hand written letter from someone I was once quite delighted to be friends with.

Bibimbap!

I made this. Sue's recipe was very good and very authentic.  I was just like the Bibimbap in Chueong Ju.

Foshan Confucious Temple

Guangzhou, China

So I am in Guangzhou, China in a “suburb” of Guangzhou called Renhe Town, in the Baiyun District.  I put “suburb” in quotes, because this is very urban.  Tenement like housing with apartments and flats, but with strong rural ties and beginnings.  It has its own market and Is very self-contained.  It reminds me of what Brasilia wanted to be, a utopian community where you never had to leave the building to get all that you want or need. 

Since I left the airport eight days ago, I haven’t seen a white person. Several people have spoken to me in English, one, my wife, two, a nine old Canadian visiting her grandmother, and last night a young woman working in the market where I’ve been accused of buying beer.  She said, “You like Beer?” Go figure.  I noticed tonight that she has a fifth of Jim Beam high on the shelf (as though it were special).  She asked, “Do you want to buy that?” She queried me about my living (read: staying) nearby.  I said yes.  But I won’t buy the whiskey till next week. 

When I am out on the streets often I see 4 or 5 year old children who look at me as if they’ve never seen a white person before.  I assume this is true.  One child literally asked me, “Why are you white?”

There has been a lot of family around my wife during my stay including several cousin reunions. There is a lot of visiting, for a couple of reasons, one being several cousins visiting from Malaysia.  When a lot of friends and family show up it ends up at the same local restaurant.  I have had Dim Sum and lunch and dinner (all more than once), and since I have been here before, most of a fairly sweet bottle of Chinese “Brandy” (whatever that means), compliments of my wife’s Uncle (we drank actual cognac together, last time I was here). 

I have been here a few times now.  I am starting to know my way around and know the neighbors and the shopkeepers, and they know me.  I am learning to find what I need, but still fear getting lost.  Right now I think we want to try to find a blender, and another pound of ground coffee.  We may have to wait till we get to Vietnam for that.     

Beef Short Ribs

4 Tablespoons butter
2-3 tablespoons Peanut oil
4 short ribs
2 sticks of celery with tops
1 sweet onion chopped
1 head of garlic cleaned and crushed
1 small bag of carrots
1 regular sized can of chicken stock or broth. 
1 large potato chopped
1 teaspoon thyme and marjoram
1/2 teaspoon rosemary
1 bay leaf
1 or to whole allspice
5-8 whole peppercorns
Salt and pepper to taste
1 tablespoon coconut oil


Cut the short ribs in to thirds.  Brown in the butter and the peanut, and set aside.  In the pan add the celery, onion, shallot and garlic and cook for a few minutes over medium heat. Add the rest of the ingredients and bring to a boil.  Braise over low heat for about three hours.  Serve over rice, or not. 

大雨

Big Rain.  We're in Guangzhou, China and it's been raining about 24 hours straight.  It sounds a bit like a discordant steel drum band. I think it's raining about ½-1 inch per hour.  It's a bit crazy but we managed to get around today without really getting too wet.    

@ members only club in Guangzhou with Jacky Chan.

South of the Tropic of Cancer

Although we are south of the Tropic of Cancer, yesterday it snowed in Guangzhou. No one I talked to could remember that happening before. Today, the sun is out for the first time since o arrived in China.

Sent from my iPhone

Beer shortage in China ... it's really Jack that I can't find.

So it's pretty hard to find Jack Daniels here in China, and I can't seem to land in a hotel with a bar in it, and the stores don't seem to have any beer that contains alcohol or any wine that we can identify is drinkable. So I resorted to drinking Mou Tai, with a 3.2 % Tsing Tao chaser. It reminds me of gasoline mixed with the flavor of flowers. Followed by watery beer. I'm reminded of reading a book called "The Sex Lives of Cannibals". Chapter 5 is entitled "The Great Island Beer Shortages" or something like that.

It's near freezing here in Suzhou and since I'm on a tour, we are outside or on a cold bus, and maybe in some cold building. My joints ache.

Honeymoon in Europe

So ... we got married and now on our honey moon in Europe.   We spent three days in Roma, three days in Firenze, and two days in Venezia.  Now we are in Zurich and it's Christmas eve.   Today we take a TGV to Paris.
 
My bride.


Zurich see.

For about 20 years, I have been saying, let's go somewhere for Christmas, and now, we will be in Paris.

One Day in the Fall

There's one day every year.  It always happens.  In California, winter sneaks up on us, Fall happens on a day in November, leaves turn, there's a freeze perhaps.  Suddenly, it's gone, Summer is gone. 

One Autumn day, in the day or during the night there is a sound.  It's the sound of migrating geese.  These are not the local geese, the ones flying low and comfortable in this urban splendor.  These are geese flying to some distant paradise, far above the ground, unconcerned with the local parks, and other whatnot. 

I hear the sound in the dreams of my youth. It is a sound of October, November.  A decisive symptom of Autumn.  A chill rises in the air and the geese cry out in the night.  I hear this sound every year.  And I am taken back, to a place where I used to hunt geese. 

Today, I arranged to hunt geese in the place I hunted in my youth. 

Secret Menu @ In-n-oOut.

http://aht.seriouseats.com/archives/2011/03/the-in-n-out-survival-guide-we-ate-every-single-item-on-the-secret-menu.html 

http://shawnkieltyathome.blogspot.com/

I started a new page that is about my work on my not so new home.

Change a Build Number in Jenkins

So you want to change a build number in Jenkins ... I searched the web all over the place and it's not out there.  So here it is.  Many people ask the question, but mostly ridiculous answers exist, mainly in the form of "You don't want to do that" or "Why would you want to do that?"  This is not helpful.

Although I admit that most of the reasons for needing to do this are probably misguided - even my own -- there may arise a legitimate need to do this.

Mine arises because the build (misguidedly) uses the Jenkins internal build number as part of the jar/Artifactory version string and I have moved the build to a new Jenkins server.  Doing this effectively resets the build number to one, which will result in overwriting an existing artifact on the repository.

To change the build number.  Change directories to the Jenkins job directory on the master.

cd  {path_to_jenkins_master_home}/jobs/{job_name}

Edit the file nextBuildNumber and change (advance -- I am not sure you can go backwards) the build number to the one you want to use.   Shelve the build and unshelve it to reload the job from the disk.  This allows reloading the job without restarting Jenkins.

When I ran the job it produced an error regarding the lastSuccessful and lastStable directories -- located in the same directory -- not being empty so I had to move those out of the way, at which point the next build correctly ran. 



     

Pacific Red Snapper Hash

The other day I had a very remote craving.  It was a craving brought up from my past, probably brought up by my recent efforts to reconnect with my graduate school friends who now live in Europe.  I have been craving the snapper hash from Bijou Café in Portland.  It's unusual to have a craving from events 20 years ago, but here they are.  In the mid 90's I went more than a few times to Bijou in Portland Oregon for the snapper hash. 

I searched the web and it looks like I would have to go to Zarela's in New York, if I want me some snapper hash. 

Or make it myself.  The garam masala and cumin combine to give this an occasionally surprising background palette.

Serves 4

3 T. Oil
Cornstarch for dredging
2 eggs scrambled
Panko Japanese style bread crumbs
1 pound of Pacific red snapper fillets, cut into 1-2 inch chunks 1100 g
3 potatoes, peeled and cut into half inch cubes 900 g
1 medium onion, chopped fine 350 g
1 small shallot, chopped  60 g
3 scallions, chopped
5 garlic cloves, crushed  
1 jalapeno (optional) 36 g
1 green bell pepper, chopped 115 g
1/4 cup Parsley, chopped
Pinch of cumin, cinnamon, ground cloves and garam masala
Salt and pepper

Saute the vegetables and spices in the oil until the onions are soft. Add the potatoes. I added a little water and covered, so the potatoes might cook a bit from the steam.  Cook on a medium fire till brown, about 10-15 minutes.  Meanwhile dredge the snapper in cornstarch, Egg and panko and cook in another pan. 6 minutes on the first side an 4 minutes or so on the other.

Flip the potatoes and as the potatoes brown on the other side, gently add the finished snapper to the top of the potatoes.   When the potatoes are cooked, server with tabasco or Sriracha Mayo or lemon.

Green Chile Soup

For the locals here in coastal California, the green chile soup at Duarte's Tavern in Pescadero is a  standard among delights and well worth the drive out there to have some. 

Rumor is that the recipe starts with two large cans of green chilies, and a can of cream of chicken. noodle soup. 

I usually don't cook like that. Try it like this.

10 Anaheim peppers
1 pasilla pepper
1 jalapeno pepper (optional)
2 cups chicken stock
1/2 medium onion
1/2 medium shallot
5 cloves garlic peeled and smashed (in the Martin Yan way)
4 T butter
1/2 cup water
1/2  cup heavy cream
1/4 cup sour cream

Split all the peppers in half and remove the seeds and the pith.  Roast the peppers on a baking sheet in a very hot oven (500 degrees) for 1/2 hour. allow the pepper to cool in a bowl for about a half hour to capture the juices. Peel the peppers and remove the stems.

In a medium saucepan, saute the onions shallot and garlic in the butter.  Add salt and pepper. Once the onions are transparent, add the chilies and the stock, and bring to a boil.   Puree with a hand blender.  Add the cream and the sour cream.  Heat to just simmering. Serve with a dollop of sour cream.
 

Bouillabaisse

I asked my French friend about her wonderful dinner (twenty years ago) of bouillabaisse and other French magic, including a pear dessert saturated in red wine.

 Here is the recipe [for the Bouillabaisse], from my old book by the Scotto sisters

Vider, étêter, écailler les poissons, réservez les têtes et les arêtes. Couper les plus gros en tronçons de 4 cm et laissez les autres entiers; lavez-le et épongez-les.

Lavez les tomates et hachez-les grossièrement. Pelz oignons, carottes et poireau. Emincez finement le poireau, l'oignon et le cèleri. Coupez les carottes en fines rondelles.

Fiates chauffer l'huile dans une cocotte de six litres, ajputez les têtes depoisson et les arêtes et mélangez cinq minutes sur feu doux. Ajoutez les tomates, les carottes, le poireau, le cèleri et l'oignon et mélangez jusqu'à ce que les légumes blondissent. Ajoutez le thym, le romarin, le fenouil, le laurier, le zeste d'orange, les gousses d'ail entières, les tiges de persil, le safran, sel et poivre. Versez le vin blanc, laissez cuire 45 minutes à feu très doux.

Au bout de ce temps, retires les têtes et les arêtes, ainsi que les branches de thym et toutes les aromates. Mixer le reste pour obtenir un velouté.

essuyez le cocotte et versez-y le velouté. Porter à ébullition sur feu doux, et ajouter les poissons en commençant par ceux dont la chair est la plus ferme (seiche, congre, baudroie, rascasse, rouget) puis ajouter ceux dont la chair est plus tendre (vive, saint-pierre, loup, sole, barbue) en laissant l'ébullition reprendre entre chaque opération. Ajoutez les crustacés. Laisser frémir dix minutes, puis égoutter poissons et crustacés et dressez les sur un plat. réserver au chaud. Versez le bouillon dans une soupière et servez-le chaud sur des tranches de pain frottées d'ail. servez les poissons ensuite.

Here is what you need : 3 kg de poissons et crustacés mélangés. 500 grammes de tomates bien mûres. 1/2 litre de vin blanc sec. 2 carottes, 1 oignon, 1 poireau, 10 gousses d'ail, persil, cèleri, thym, romarin, zeste d'orange, laurier, six filaments de safran, 4 cuillérées d'huile d'olive, pain grillé.

This would serve 8 persons. In Marseille, they often serve it with rouille, which is basically a garlic mayonnaise with a dash of red hot pepper.

Will make you busy a whole day, though, but I guess you enjoy that.

Bon, je vais dîner, A bientôt