Dec 26, 2010

Foam Sweet Foam

photo from: Foam Art pics

It all started at Paper Tiger Coffee, which is located a few blocks from my house. I met a friend there about four months ago, ordered a latte, and it was all over.
photo taken from: Paper Tiger website
The foam was stupendous -- like thick, espresso-flavored, creamy, silky goodness. Of course, I'm sure the fact that Paper Tiger roasts their own coffee beans locally had something to do with the superb flavor.

This got me thinking. Is it possible to re-create this foamilicious drink without an espresso machine or expensive equipment? And so my quest began. I read blogs, searched websites, watched foam art tutorials in my library cubicle during study breaks at seminary (of which I probably take too many). I looked at cheap tools available to create foam and wasn't satisfied with anything I saw.

A friend had just gifted me with a Magic Bullet. I think she felt sorry for me when I invited her over and made her a delicious strawberry smoothie in my food processor that is falling apart. I had never even heard of Magic Bullet. No cable. No clue. The first thing I made with my shiny new gadget was a frappacino. I was in awe. Super fast blending and near perfect texture.



Back to my foam quest. I learned that if I heated the milk to just before boiling and then poured it into the mug, and then took a mini-whisk, placed it between my palms and performed the Mr. Miagi clap-my-hands-together-and-rub-them-as-fast-as-I-can-maneuver a small amount of foam begins to form--a small amount of unsatisfactory foam, that is. "Heaven and earth! Are the shades of Pemberly to be thus polluted?" whispered my disappointment in the voice of Lady Katherine. And so the quest resumed.

Then it occurred to me early one morning in the shower that I should place my hot milk in the my new Bullet and let the bullet do its magic. I dashed downstairs like a mad scientist (after I got dressed, of course), brewed my coffee, heated my milk, and then danced a little jig when I saw the results. And although the foam art is not possible, the texture is great!


Needless to say I use my bullet every morning (and for my afternoon coffee and when I make chai). And apparently I talk about foam way too much because now several of my friends have gone out and purchased Magic Bullets. When we have our weekly girls' nights there are always drinks with foam involved and we gather around my bullet while it churns out foam and watch in awe like tribal members in worship around a bonfire.

Below are my favorite drinks that I make regularly. Side Note: If you live in my area, check out Cash-n-Carry for the syrups. They are way cheaper than most grocery stores and there's a much larger selection. Instead of spending $3 a week on CoffeeMate (if you're into that nastiness), I spent $3 on a bottle of flavored syrup that lasts me about a month. Not bad, eh? They also have great coffee beans in bulk for much cheaper than most grocery stores as well.

Hazelnut Coffee Goodness


1 Tsp. Hazelnut syrup (or according to taste; I use sugar free)
Half mug of coffee
Half mug of milk

Mix the hazelnut and coffee in mug. Heat milk separately (in microwave or on stove). Do not let milk boil. Then blend milk in the Magic Bullet if you want foam. Pour milk and foam into coffee mixture and viola! I've also substituted Pumpkin Pie syrup and it's yummy. Sometimes I also add a tiny bit of Kahlua syrup to the milk when I make the Hazelnut drink and it's also very tasty.

Peppermint Mochamania

1 Tsp. Peppermint syrup (or according to taste; depends on size of mug)
1 Tsp. Chocolate syrup
Half mug of coffee
Half mug of milk with a dash of peppermint syrup

Mix the chocolate, peppermint syrup, and coffee in mug. Heat milk separately, but do not allow to boil. Mix a dash of peppermint in milk (if desired), and then blend the milk in Magic Bullet. Pour milk mixture into coffee mixture and enjoy!

Peppermint Mocha Frappacino

Mix equal parts chilled coffee and milk. Add ice, 1-3 Tsp. chocolate syrup (according to taste), 1 Tsp. Kahlua syrup (optional), 1 Tsp. Peppermint syrup, and then blend in the Magic Bullet or in a blender. Again, I use sugar free syrups, but you can experiment according to your taste. I make this one more in the summer. It's too cold right now.

Amazing Homemade Spiced Chai

(aka Instant Transport to India)
recipe is courtesy of one of my profs: Jim Fitzpatrick

For 2 quarts:

4 cups of water
7 whole cloves
2 cinnamon sticks
7 cardamon pods (cracked open or just buy the seeds it is easier)
2 tablespoons pumpkin pie spice (optional - but who would not put it in?)
2 tablespoons ginger (also optional)

Bring these to a boil and let stand as long as possible. Can put in Crockpot for two hours if you want. It's easiest if you place all the spices in a mesh spice or tea bag. Add 1/2 cup loose tea or 8 tea bags - pick a black tea that you like - Earl Grey works fine as does Ceylon or Assam tea or orange... (If you were in India they would recommend only the dregs of the dregs of strong black tea).

Let steep for 5 minutes. Add 4 cups of milk - heat but do not boil. Stir constantly for about 5 more minutes. Strain out tea bags, pods and cloves. Add 7 tablespoons of sugar. For foam, blend heated concoction in Magic Bullet.
Enjoy!

So how about you? What's your favorite homemade coffee drink?

Dec 24, 2010

Winter Break

Oh my goodness, I am so loving this winter break And here's a few reasons why.

1. I'm thoroughly engrossed in HP. I'm currently finishing up the third book. I had forgotten how fun it is to read fiction. Looking for an interesting read? Check out my reading list from this last year: click here.

2. Bruce almost burned down our kitchen. No exaggeration. Picture homemade popcorn gone bad. There were actual flames rising to the ceiling. I have a charred circular burn stain (the exact size of our now charred pot) left on the kitchen tile to prove it. Therefore, I am in the process of making a rag rug out of left over fabric and t-shirts to cover said burn stain.

3. I reorganized our movie collection. We traded in a stack of movies that we never watch anymore and got four new movies!

4. Magic Bullet makes amazing foam for my coffee. I look forward to it every morning.

5. My friend came over a couple of days ago and made homemade chai. I was instantly transported back to India. It was amazing. (Unfortunately we almost burned down the kitchen a second time. I now have a second charred pot to prove it).

6. My old computer died earlier this month. We broke down and bought me a new computer from Fry's. Got a great deal, and now I'm learning the ways of Linux.

7. Bruce took me to the $3 Theater last week to see Despicable Me, which I was reluctant to see at first. I have to confess that I laughed through the whole movie. It was hilarious!

8. I went Christmas shopping yesterday downtown. I've always enjoyed taking long walks downtown in the Pearl District. Did some window shopping at a funky Asian antique store. After a short jaunt through Powell's, I headed back to the car parked near REI (another favorite stop).

9. The timer just went off for some homemade Chicken Pot Pie, which means this post is over and I'm off to eat some lunch with Bruce!

Merry Christmas, friends!

Dec 22, 2010

What I've Been Reading This Year

Below is my reading list from the last year according to when I read them. Maybe you'll find something you like.

Spring
The Death of Ivan Ilych - Leo Tolstoy
I almost gave up on Tolstoy after Anna Karenina but decided to give him another try. Loved this book about a man's journey from a successful but troubled life and how he comes to grips with facing his own death. A powerful story, so of course, I had to write about it: click here.

Thomas Merton: Essential Writings
"...Our discovery of God is in a way God's discovery of us," writes Merton, who lived as a Trappist Monk. His writings are a breath of fresh air to me and his words seem born out of great personal stillness and at times anguish. For more: click here.

Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Caroll
I generally read myself to sleep every night, and Caroll provided some of the most interesting/disturbing/comical dreams I've ever had (i.e. my dreams: An attack by a killer bullfrog out for revenge when I crushed his fingers in my remote-controlled aquarium; giving birth to twins that looked like Tweedledee and Tweedledum but were the size of my Russian nesting doll; and oh yes, the giant smiling baby chick and the dinosaur the size of elephants that made me scream and flee in terror. I woke up sweating. No joke.) Soooo, read Caroll with caution, I tell you.

The Crucified God - Jurgen Moltmann
Quite a difficult read. Yet, I will say this. Of all books I read during my seminary studies, this one perhaps had the most profound impact on me. Moltmann approaches the theology of the cross through a Trinitarian perspective. What is God's relationship to God during the suffering and death of Christ? How does the death of God relate to the impassibility and immutability of his nature? Unfortunately, Moltmann assumes his readers are well versed in church history, systematic theology, philosophy, Greek, Hebrew, Latin, and at times German, making his work a little frustrating for some (not excluding myself). However, I must confess that this is one of my favorite theological books to date.

Mysticism: its Meaning and Message - Georgia Harkness
This book explores key components of ancient Christian mysticism (not to be confused with modern connotations of various cults and eastern religions). Mysticism in this sense seeks intimate experiences of God predominantly through prayer, meditation, and through serving others. I had already been musing on the proper place of doubt in one's spiritual journey. And while this book is not about doubt, there was a segment of this reading about St. Teresa of Avila that caught my eye and provided some food for thought in my own perceptions of truth and illusion, and I wrote the following blog post as a response: click here.

Enduring Grace: the lives of 6 women mystics from the Age of Faith - by Carol Flinders
When I was enrolled in a church history class, I was fascinated with the Christian mystics who emerged during the Dark Ages. I found their pure devotion, wisdom, and courage quite the contrast to the medieval church's ignorant superstitions and crusader-quests for "holiness" incredibly fascinating. Here Flinders provides concise biographies about six female Christian mystics whose thoughts I may not completely buy into, but I still learn great things from them each.

The Genesee Diary - Henri Nouwen
Nouwen is basically my spiritual Mr. Miagi. He is hands down my favorite author to date. Born in the Netherlands, he served as a Catholic priest, a professor at Yale, Notre Dame, and Harvard and eventually at a community in Canada for the mentally handicapped. This book is a journal Nouwen kept during a year he devoted to living as a Trappist Monk.

The Way of the Heart: Desert Spirituality & Contemporary Ministry - Henri Nouwen
A short yet profound read about the value of solitude. Who are we when all our compulsive distractions erode? That's what the desert exposes: who we are without our scaffolding of superficial validations and securities. It's the place where lesser things die and callings are reborn. The irony is that people who've spent significant time in the metaphorical desert often emerge with a wholeness that ends up moving them closer to people rather than further away.

Summer:
God in Creation - J. Moltmann
Moltmann examines God's relationship to the universe as his creation and as a venue that both reveals God's nature to us and draws us into deeper communion with God. I read this while on a summer hiking and camping trip. I thought about Moltmann's vision a lot while staring at some rather breathtaking scenery. For more, I wrote a journal entry: click here.

Night - Ellie Wiesel
What can I say? A detailed and horrific account of one man's true story of living through the Holocaust. Bruce and I listened to this one on audio together during a summer road trip. We had several discussions between the two of us on the nature of suffering, faith, doubt, and several other difficult questions.

The Long Walk - Slavomir Rawicz
An amazing story about prisoners in Siberia during WWII who escaped prison only to face the Siberian wilderness, the Gobi Desert and the Himalayas. A great adventure story! I listened to this one on audio as well.

Life of Pi - Yann Martel
Martel, you had me at the segment about being named after a swimming pool. The writing is vivid and at times quite comedic. It's about a boy raised in India as the son of a zoo keeper. While moving and transferring their zoo animals across the ocean, Pi gets stranded on a raft with some of the wild animals (one of which is a tiger). I won't spoil anymore of the story for you. It was a delightful read.

The Gift - Lewis Hyde
A fascinating study about the nature of gifts and gift economies in tribal communities. Hyde writes about the inner life of art. To handle the gift properly is to become a "channel for its current." Stagnation occurs when we horde the gift and dam the river. One critic said that Hyde's book is "a manifesto of sorts for anyone who makes art and cares for it." Although not written as a theological book, I discovered a feast of spiritual implications.


Fall:
The Wisdom of the Desert -Thomas Merton
The desert Fathers were Christian men and women who devoted themselves to a life of solitude and simplicity in the desert in the third and fourth century. Many of them viewed solitude as a means of generating deeper community with others and communion with God during a time of persecution and corruption in the church (as opposed to criticisms of escapism and cowardice). They generally held to the idea that silence teaches us how to speak, and solitude teaches us how to connect with one another not from loneliness but from wholeness (it's the difference between fearful clinging and fearless play, as a separate author once said). I found their simple, stripped down sayings often cut through my stubborn heart and stir me like few things can. No fluff. No superficial wit. No fakery or false flattery. Just simple words born out of deep, still waters.


Margin: Restoring Emotional, Physical...and Time Reserves to Overloaded Lives - Richard Swenson
How we define progress tells us a great deal about what we actually value. "Hastiness and superficiality -- these are the psychic diseases of the 20th Century," said Solzhenitsyn. How is that we have more conveniences than almost anyone else in the world yet the most common phrase used among people in Western culture is something to the tune of, "I'm too busy. I'm stressed. I don't have time"? I loved the segment where the author examined how various societies experience and value time revealing more often than not the cultures with the least labor-saving machinery often had the most quality leisure time available -- something I witnessed and came to love while living in China and while visiting India.

The Hungering Dark- Fredrick Buechner
I can't remember fully what Buechner wrote about, but I can't forget what I walked away with after reading this book. There was a section where he was exploring the idea that no man is an island. Humanity is a web with so many common denominators (sufferings, dreams, longings, values, etc.). We all affect each other in varying ways. Yet on the other hand, Buechner writes, every man is an island separated by an abyss formed from distrust and duplicity. What I walked away with was a renewed longing for something real to surface that builds bridges and creates authentic community between people. Sometimes I think I've found it, and when I do I cherish every moment. Other times it seems beyond my reach. I wrote quite a bit in my journal about authenticity and how it has this odd way of both uniting and dividing people in the same way Jesus said he came to bring peace as well as a sword. That's the thing about darkness and light. We're often afraid when we can't see, and then we're afraid when we can. Needless to say, Buechner takes timeless concepts and makes me think about them in new ways. And I enjoy that greatly.

Wishful Thinking - Fredrick Buechner
It's basically a dictionary. Wait. Not "basically". It is a dictionary. I liked Buechner's definition of Compassion: "the sometimes fatal capacity for feeling what it's like to live inside somebody else's skin," and Lust: "the craving for salt of a man who is dying of thirst."

Winter Break:
Harry Potter and The Sorcerer's Stone - Rowling
A surprisingly fun read (even though I already knew the ending and it's rare I enjoy a book of which I already know the ending). Sometimes I forget how fun reading fiction can be.

Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets - Rowling

Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban - Rowling
I have about three more chapters on this one. Professor Trelawney made me laugh out loud.

Lost on Planet China - J. Troost
Don't own. Didn't finish. But this book is my official "I'm-killing-time-book-while-in-Barnes&Noble." It's a rather hilarious memoir of one man's travels in China. Troost, I know how you felt, and you make me laugh. A lot. Period.

In-Progress:
The End of Poverty - by Jeffery Sachs
Sachs is an economist working to analyze and eliminate extreme poverty, which he is defining as people groups unable to obtain for themselves the basics necessary for survival: food, water, shelter, vaccinations, etc.

Reaching Out - Nouwen
This is a re-read. And that's because this is possibly my favorite book to date. It's about three movements of the spiritual life: 1) Reaching out to ourselves: facing our loneliness and allowing God to transform it into a powerful mode for solitude and stillness within. 2) Reaching out to others: transforming our hostility toward others into hospitality. 3) Reaching out to God: making the shift from illusion to honest prayer. Much of what I've become and how I interact with others can in large part be traced back to the vision presented in this book. See? I told you Nouwen was my spiritual Mr. Miagi. Wish I could have met him.

The Road Less Traveled - M. Scott Peck
Love it, love it, love it. The book can be divided into three basic parts. 1) Gaining the courage to own our path and grasp the discipline necessary to keep growing. 2) Examining the love necessary for healthy relationships. 3) Learning to have grace with yourself and others.

And you thought I was only kidding when I said I was a bookaholic. This is by no means an exhaustive list. It's just the books I feel like recommending.

Dec 17, 2010

The Christmas Night

Little Ann was so excited for Christmas. Ah, the days of youth. So carefree, naive and innocent. Santa was the bringer of good things. But he was also kinda scary too. Unfortunately in this pic he looks completely miserable. And little Ann....well, little Ann could care less, even if she did just confide her heart's desire to the Grinch in sheep's clothing (er, I mean Santa).

So the first story I ever wrote was about Christmas (even though I have no recollection of writing it; I was only six or seven). My mom saved it. But I guess every writer has to start somewhere, right? If you listen closely, you may catch the southern accent.

The Christmas Night

One night the elves wit out side
to look at the Christmas Tree.
Thay dreckerraydad et with bolls
and cande ckayns. And Roodoff
the elves danst with joy thin.
They paited the tree wite.
Thin Santu sed, "It is time for bed."
The elves wit to bed. In the morning,
the elves wock up. Thin they wit into
the living room! And the two elves koot
into the living room and in the living room
ther wus toys!

- by Ann (1985)

Don't ask about "koot." No idea. It's a mystery relegated to my "Questions for the Afterlife" list. I've placed "Please explain 'koot'" directly under "Did Leia ever use the Force to fix her hair?"