Tomato Confit

22 01 2009

The Count works part-time at something (I don’t know what) in Cairo.  He smells of dust and tombs every time he comes back.  Egyptian tomb walls by rhombitruncatedAnd he always bring something home with him, every time.

This time is was a box of tomatoes.  TOMATOES?!Red ripe tomatoes by Lubrico

Each was individually wrapped like something very special…similar to the pears that come each Christmas.  Just looking at them, it was hard for a small dog to understand why one would haul a box of tomatoes all the way from Egypt.  Then the wrappers came off…

The smell of fully ripe pomodori filled the entire cucina.  Heaven.  Just like late summer all over again.  Visions of pushing my snout into overripe tomatoes laying idle in the garden rushed into my little brain.  rotten tomatoes by demetri paridesIt dawned on me: the closest place to find ripe tomatoes in winter: Cairo.

Grazia quickly made off to the counter with every one.  She washed them and cut them in quarters.  She took all the seeds out and the inner chambers were sliced away to appear in some later-on sauce.roast tomato soup by †eardrop

She lay them all inside down on a cookie sheet, drizzled them with olive oil and salted them carefully, then pushed them in a slow oven for 3 hours. 

The result? Tomato Confit After by Jake(ymon)Tomato Confit, to toss with penne nd garlic; to serve with a roasted chicken, to place atop a fine slice of bread with a little goat cheese; all are joyously delicious.  Perfect for a little taste of summer on a cold winter day.tomato confit by chez pim

Chow!





A Dying Art?

20 01 2009

There was a time (lament) that words meant what they said and said what they meant.  But, the days of Latin are long over. 

The language of dogs is nearly as succinct and explicit as Latin….nearly. In dog-to-dog communication there is rarely the ambiguity of English…

Witness below.  Proofreading is a dying art, would you say?

Man Kills Self Before Shooting Wife and Daughter
This one was caught in the SGV Tribune the other day. They put in a correction the next day.

Something Went Wrong in Jet Crash, Expert Says.
No, really? Ya think?

Police Begin Campaign to Run Down Jaywalkers
Now that’s taking things a bit far!

Panda Mating Fails; Veterinarian Takes Over
What a guy!

Miners Refuse to Work after Death
No-good-for-nothing’ lazy so-and-so’s!

Juvenile Court to Try Shooting Defendant
See if that works any better than a fair trial!

War Dims Hope for Peace
can see where it might have that effect!
If Strike Isn’t Settled Quickly, It May Last Awhile
Ya think?!

Cold Wave Linked to Temperatures
Who would have thought!

Enfield (London) Couple Slain; Police Suspect Homicide
They may be on to something!

Red Tape Holds Up New Bridges
You mean there’s something stronger than duct tape?

Man Struck By Lightning: Faces Battery Charge
He probably IS the battery charge!

New Study of Obesity Looks for Larger Test Group
Weren’t they fat enough?!
Astronaut Takes Blame for Gas in Spacecraft
That’s what he gets for eating those beans!

Kids Make Nutritious Snacks. 
Do they taste like chicken? 

Local High School Dropouts Cut in Half
Chainsaw Massacre all over again!

Hospitals are Sued by 7 Foot Doctors
Boy, are they tall!

And the winner is….
Typhoon Rips Through Cemetery; Hundreds Dead
Did I read that right?
Further proof that reading twice, counts!
Ciao…I mean: Chow….





The Odd Couple

15 01 2009

OK: So what I really wanted for Christmas (I thought), I didn’t get.

There is a pet shop near the Piazza del Popolo.  They sell everything.  Puppies, kittens, snakes, balls, fluffy toys, and….

Tarantulas.  I wanted one.  I really wanted one.  I tried every hint I could think of.  I dragged a few spiders, limp and dying, into the cucina.  I even ate one right in front of the cook to show how versatile a spider can be.  Nothing worked. 

Now, I realize it was fate: A good thing.  Because now, what I really, really want (and I don’t care what holiday it shows up on), is an elephant!!!

I hope they can climb stairs because even a small one will never fit into the elevator.

Chow.





Who’s Confused?

8 01 2009

My take on this is that it is the narrator who is confused.  The dogs, as they are like to do, are simply trying to keep up.

You see, dogs are fairly single-minded. We pick up a scent and off we go, often following the trail until it takes a sudden turn up a far-off tree.Dog 7/365 by [¯Ô¯] - Andy C
Do humans have any idea how contorted their thoughts really are? Confuddled - The More I Think the More Confused I Get by mikemindel

Especially to a linear-thinking canine.Chasing dogs by Metti Palmer by Maid in Devon
No wonder it took them so long to invent the wheel…Rolling Stones Steel Wheels Pocket Journal by cimorenegal
Chow.





Resolution Revolution

5 01 2009

I hear from tourists all the time that Italians really know how to live.  La Dolce Vita, Doggy Dolce Vita by Bonnie ShulmanDolce Far Niente, La dolce vita! by Xena*best friend*et cetera, et cetera, et cetera….

But does anyone who is NOT Italian really know what it means?  Probably not, for the rest of the world population of civilized, prosperous countries is too busy trying to keep their countries civilized and prosperous doing the only thing they believe is necessary to win that race: Smileys working for the man by SedanmanWork, work, and more work.

Whereas, with the fall of ambitious RomeRoman Soldier of the Betrayal by Leo Cloma, Italians fell into the blissful secret of happiness:La dolce vita by italiangerry

 

Don’t let life live you – live your life!

 

Ask any dog.  Life is supposed to be sweet….the experience is the thing, not that final moment of completion.  It’s the digging that’s the most fun.  And, when the bone is buried, we all know the time that passes until we dig it up again will be sweet in the anticipation.  Think about it over a cappuccino.La Dolce Vita by s0phi3 / a snowflake falls in may

 

 

 

Chow.








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