This seems relevant to the current state of Australian politics:

Everything that doesn’t fit into any other category.
Hmmm. I have some organic pork mince from the farmers’ market. What to make?
Mix in some chopped water chestnut, an egg, herbs from the garden (chives, coriander, and mint), and then add some Maggi sauce and white pepper:

Now that would be perfect in jok or khao tom (Thai rice porridge and rice soup variations). Let’s cook up some wet rice with chicken stock:

Bring it to boil, form the pork mix into balls, and add them in the mix.
Scoop some into a bowl; add some deep-fried shallots, preserved bamboo shoots in chilli oil, soy sauce, chilli sauce; and have some breakfast:

Tasty stuff! (Especially the bamboo shoots. Thanks Minh!)
But what to do with the left-over pork mix? Wontons and Dim Sims!
Cut up some carrots and cabbage and throw that in with some cornflour. (Also create a vegetarian option, for Heidi, with eggs and corn instead of the pork mix).

Hmmm… I don’t have wonton skins, a rolling pin, or a pasta maker… but that’s alright! I do have flour, an egg, salt, water, and this glass! Presto wonton skins!

Now I just have to draw upon vague childhood memories of making dumplings with my mum (using different styles for meat and vegetarian):

Yay! I feel awesome… and these taste awesome! Although, they are (predictably) much better deep-fried rather than poached or steamed.
I had a strange dream last night. In one scene, kids were skating around on these sort of reverse ice skates which featured blocks of ice instead of metal blades.
Here’s a quick sketch illustrating how they are meant to work:
They were marketed as “Ice Blades” and were all the rage in my dream world. There were ice boards as well, which were even cooler! (No pun intended).
Notice anything interesting about the photos in this news article covering a protest rally against the Federal Government’s proposed Resource Super Profits Tax?
Here’s a screengrab for reference:
It’s a bunch of old rich people wearing suits or corporate uniforms and carrying professionally manufacturered signs. This looks more like a well-funded advertising campaign than a grassroots movement.
The ABC News report on the protest suggested that mining magnates and Liberal party politicians joined the protestors. I’m sure that it was the other way around.
Please don’t tell me that those condescending advertisements have actually worked.
Around 9 months ago, my sister had the following conversation with Anthon over at V Burger Bar in Victoria Park:
Do you have a burger with pineapple in it?
No, but a lot of people have asked about that.
You totally should make one! You could call it the “HaVaiian”!
We visited V Burger today, and noticed this on the menu:
That brought about the face of surprise, presented here in emoticon form:
:O
That look was soon followed by an expression of (smug) contentment:
Yeah!
I mentioned this during a telephone conversation with Heidi:
It’s liberating to be free of the burden of ownership.
We were talking about how many of the benefits of ownership are conceptual and psychological, whereas the costs of ownership are often overlooked and underappreciated (despite them being very real and very common).
A primary benefit of ownership is that you can use your possessions whenever you want. However, many people accrue possessions that they never (or rarely) use, so this potential benefit is often unrealised (or severely diminished) in practise.
The costs of ownership obviously include acquisiation costs, but they tend to be dominated by ongoing costs associated with item management (storage, relocation, maintenance). Given the amount of stuff that people tend to own, accumulated costs (time and money) are often rather substantial.
Perhaps the most detrimental costs have to do with lifestyle: you worry about what is going to happen to your stuff; it becomes onerous to organise relocation and travel; there is no incentive to enjoy things “now” (because you can always enjoy them later); you accumulate rather than appreciate, and your life becomes cluttered.
Update: I like the sound of “Appreciate. Don’t accumulate.”
At his talk last night, Chris said something like:
Nobody will ever care as much about your project as you do.
when talking about his labour of love: Infinite 8-bit Platformer.
My takeaway from his comment was that, when working on personal projects, your primary motivation needs to come from your own emotional investment.
Although other people may like your work, you can’t expect to be driven by the enthusiasm of others. Particularly not when the development cycle may span years.
Minh and I went over to Simon’s for dinner last night. We were trying to find time to catch up before he heads off to the US; Turns out shopping, cooking, eating, and watching TV together was perfect. It felt very homely, plus I got to check out some of his recent artwork.
We ended up spending around $13 each on food and wine. Here’s what we bought:
And here’s what we made (and how we made it):
Beef Burgandy with Gnocchi
Banana Fondue
I forgot to put tomato paste in the beef burgandy and I prefer it with mushrooms (although Simon is anti-mushroom). It was still awesome, but I’ll have to remember these differences for next time! I’m also not sure that the onions and carrots have to be cooked first when using a pressure cooker.
Update: I also forgot about bacon lardons and finely chopped parsley. Basically, instead of cooking the beef in butter, you can cook them in the fat from thinly sliced bacon pieces (cooked to a crisp) which can later be added to the gnocchi (or other pasta or mashed potato) along with parsley.
I miss my cat so much.
I spent Wednesday drawing pictures of her and on Thursday Heidi and I made a list of all the little things that she used to do. For the last few days, I’ve found myself softly singing “Gone too soon” when I’m alone.
Now I’m listening to it:
I ruminate overly on concepts at the best of times, and now I’m spending a lot of time thinking about death, life, what constitutes an individual, and how transient it all is. I switch between feeling grateful for those around me, and then just hoping that our time together will last and committing myself to making the most of that time.
Update: Added image and link.