Shooting the French

I've been reading Our Oldest Enemy, the history of America's not so cuddly relationship with France over the last three hundred years. It's a fascinating story; full of tales of French massacres of colonial Americans, brushes with full scale war in the time after Independence and during the Civil War, and general French contempt for all things American.

But the best bit so far (I'm up to the Cold War now) is this:

In retrospect, the most effective strategy for thwarting a Communist takeover of Vietnam would have been for France to accept some version of Roosevelt's trusteeship plan. [Which would have led to Vietnamese independence -.ed] But French pride made this impossible and only energized Ho's movement, which merged its Communist ideology with the powerful patriotism of the Vietnamese people. "The biggest Vietminh appeal," said one State Department official "is land, education, and a chance to shoot Frenchmen. It is difficult to match that platform."

Still is today.

Posted by Buckethead Buckethead on   |   § 9

Aftermath

More than just an ok-to-decent Rolling Stones album, it's the focus of this blogcritics master post dedicated to dissecting the outcome of everyone's favorite day of electoral reckoning.

Some real good stuff in there.

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Cooking With The Filthy Imperialist Liberal Chef III

Given that Mrs. Buckethead is in search of recipes that will comport with the South Beach diet, and given that I'm a habitual busybody, here is another recipe suitable for the Buckethead Family Lifestyle that is good enough for my family just to call...

“The Fish”

¼ cup molasses
¼ cup soy sauce
1 tablespoon dark sesame oil
3 tablespoons sherry that you yourself would drink
2 cloves garlic, minced
2 teaspoons wasabi powder (optional but niiiice)
Juice of half a lemon, if you feel like it. Not essential.
A nice cut of salmon, arctic char, or steelhead trout. Something orange, at any rate. (Char is lighter than the other two, and a prime choice at all times if you can find it).

Cut fish into serving-size pieces, rinse under cold water, and pat dry with paper towels.

In a sturdy zipper bag, combine ingredients for marinade (everything but the fish) and shake to combine. Add fish to container and refrigerate, turning every ½ hour, for 1-3 hours.

Fire up the George Foreman or the broiler. Remove fish from bag, let excess marinade run off, and cook until done but still moist. If using the broiler, begin with the skin side down and turn when the skin puffs. I like mine a little underdone; your mileage may vary. (Fish is done when the interior is no longer translucent; it is overdone when it flakes easily with a fork.) Eat and enjoy.

Suggested sides: rice pilaf (maybe, say, with olive oil and pine nuts, or done Afghan style with cardamon and cloves), and fresh spinach sautéed with garlic and fresh ginger and finished with soy sauce and sesame oil.

Notes: given the high proportion of sugar in the marinade, this recipe tends to result in a lot of burned marinade on the cooking surface. If using broiler, be absolutely sure to place on tinfoil for easy cleanup. Honey may be substituted for some or all of the molasses if desired, as may good Grade B maple syurp (the dark stuff. With flavor), though probably some molasses should stay with the maple.

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Cooking With The Filthy Imperialist Liberal Chef II

I'm lucky enough to live in a corner of New England where you can buy fresh cuts of fish literally right off the damn boat. As such, Goodwyfe Johno and I eat a lot of seafood. I got this recipe off a retired Italian Gloucesterman who used to work a swordboat and now drives for UPS. And yes, he did know the dudes from The Perfect Storm.

St. Peter’s Italian Cod

1 lb. cod fillet (regular or “captain’s cut”), 1 inch thick or more.
1/3 cup good olive oil
1 cup good breadcrumbs
2 tsp dried oregano
1 tsp dried basil
½ tsp dried marjoram
3 Tbsp finely grated very good Parmesan. Do NOT use that cardboard shit in the cardboard can.
2 tsp finely grated and chopped lemon zest
2-3 garlic cloved, chopped
Salt
Pepper

Preheat oven to 450.

In a bowl, combine breadcrumbs, herbs, parmesan, lemon zest, garlic, salt and pepper and stir well to mix completely. Turn out onto a plate.

Place olive oil in a soup plate or shallow bowl.

Rinse fish under cold water and pat dry. Cut into 3 or 4 equal pieces of equal thickness. If the little end piece is thin, fold the very end over to make it like the others.

Roll each piece of fish in olive oil and dredge well in breadcrumb mixture. Place in oiled baking dish, making sure to keep each piece at least ½ from its neighbor.

Bake at 450 for 10-12 minutes. If fish is still well underdone, return to oven for 2 more minutes. Remove before it flakes easily—this means it is overdone. Let sit 3 minutes to allow for carryover cooking, and serve with lemon wedges. Good with maybe some green beans or broccoli and some boiled potatoes with parsley and butter. Also good with a site of spaghetti. Or gnocchi, but let's not get crazy here.

Notes: Serves 2, unless one of the 2 is a hulking 6’3’’ Buckethead. In that case, up the fish to 1 ½ lbs or even a little more, especially if little Sir John Christian of the Increasingly Sophisticated Palate will be dining.

You can of course use whatever white fish you want: cod, haddock, ocean catfish, dogfish, as long as it's fishsticky fish and not steaky fish.

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Further Changes to the Blogroll

The Ministry hereby announces the following changes to the blogroll:

  1. Mike Patton of Opinion8 has been summarily promoted to crony status.
  2. The main blog roll has been limited to 25 blogs. Any surplus blogs have been moved to a new category.
  3. That new category is "The Ministry Legion of Merit." This blogroll is not size constrained, so that the Ministry's innate goodness and generosity can now be allowed to shine forth in its full glory and radiance. The legion of merit blogroll can be found on the left sidebar, a little further down from the main blogroll.

Thank you for your cooperation.

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"Leave our homos alone"

Via Andrew Sullivan, a great story about what happened in Sand Springs, Oklahoma when the execrable Fred Phelps came to visit. The story is a follow-on to a series the Washington Post ran a few weeks ago on being gay in America that featured an extended piece on Sand Springs resident Michael Shackleford. Shackleford is a teenager and high school student who recently came out of the closet, and the Post described Michael's efforts to cope with being out in a small, conservative, and conservatively religious town, as well as his mother's struggle with her own feelings against homosexuality.

As a result of the articles on Shackleford, Phelps and his crew of troglodytes decided to come to Sand Springs to protest the relative mildness of the town's feelings toward gays as revealed in the Post series-- the homophobia many residents do exhibit is especially mild compared to Phelps' plan to kill all gays for God. What happened next is a testament to the complexity of our nation's culture and people and a refutation of the red/blue state poison being sold to us daily.

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The Buckethead Gourmet

It seems that I have created a monster. Well, there is little else to do but feed it. Herewith, the second installment of the Buckethead Gourmet:

Many years ago, I was living the slacker life in Columbus Ohio. Working part time and spending most of my money on alcohol seemed a sensible and wise way to live. That summer was brutal. Nothing like summer in DC, but as hot and humid as Ohio weather gets. My roommate Thom and I decided that what we really needed to do was create the ultimate chili recipe. If you're going to suffer in the heat, why not go all the way?

Every weekend, we made chili. We undertook a scientific process of experimentation; carefully recording both successes and failures. We built a database of our results, and through careful analysis and further testing in a matter of only two and a half months produced what we felt was the best chili ever.

I have never written down the final recipe until now. The methods of creating chili are as much art as science, requiring an educated palate and deep immunity to spice. However, by following this recipe, you will get the basic chili, and through practice and meditation you will learn to adjust the final results to achieve greatness.

Chili con Buckethead 

Ingredient List:

  • 4 lbs. Ground Sirloin (not too lean) You can substitute some cubed steak, but cut it small. 1Venison also works very well in this recipe, should you have some to hand.
  • 1 lb. Spicy sausage [I prefer Chorizo, but Italian works, as does several other types.]
  • 4 large cans of tomato sauce (the quart size)
  • 4 cans of tomato paste (soup can size)
  • 3 large tomatoes
  • 2 large onions, yellow or Vidalia
  • 1 each green, yellow and orange bell peppers
  • 1/2 lb. portabella mushrooms
  • 2 cans black beans [I prefer Bush's, typically, I guess.]
  • a good sized bag of hot peppers of your choosing. Habanero, Jalapeno, or hotter.
  • 8 oz. chili powder
  • 1 clove garlic
  • salt
  • sugar
  • cinnamon
  • cumin
  • black pepper
  • oregano
  • sage
  • paprika [no, not really - just kidding]
  • cayenne pepper
  • Dave's Insanity Sauce [crucial - accept no substitutes]
  • Habanero sauce
  • Tabasco sauce
  • 1 deuce-deuce of Guinness

Notes: for all the spices, have plenty on hand. This recipe is not subtle, so be prepared to add more. Also, it's good to have an extra can of the tomato sauce and paste so that we can adjust the thickness of the chili later. A surprising number of things can effect the thickness - including how lean the meat is, the temperature of the range, cooking time, etc. So have more on hand. 

Directions:

Dice the onions and mince the garlic. Throw them in with the beef, and cook until the meat is browned. (You might want to do this in batches - that's a lot of burger, and it's sometimes easier to break it up.) In another skillet, brown the sausage. When all the meat is browned, throw them together into a large stewpot. Very large, if you know what's good for you. Add the tomato sauce and paste to the meat and start it cooking over medium heat.

While that's heating on the range, dice all the remaining vegetables and the hot peppers, and set aside. Return to the pot, and wait until the stuff starts bubbling. Add the chili powder (basically, two jars of it), the beer, a couple tablespoons of sugar, and a teaspoon of salt, pepper, cumin and cinnamon. (Don't worry about being exact, you'll be adjusting the flavor as the process continues. This will just get you started.) Stir that all up, turn the heat down to between warm and medium, and let it go for a half hour or so. Have a beer, smoke a cigarette.

When you return to the chili, it should be happily bubbling, brownish red and ready to fulfill its destiny. Add the vegetables (except for the hot peppers) and stir them in. Let them simmer for a while - maybe another half hour. At this point, we begin the process of getting it to taste right. Add the spicy stuff last, or else repeated tastings of the chili will numb your taste buds and you won't have any idea what you're doing.

Your first taste should be slightly bitter and acidic, because of all the tomato crap in the chili. Add sugar until that is mostly, but not all the way gone. You might end up adding almost a 1/4 cup, or even a bit more.2Over time, I've added less and less, no more than a couple tbsp. Then add some salt - maybe another teaspoon or so, until the sweet taste is ameliorated. With the salt and sugar, add in doses, stir and taste.

Once that's settled, add a few shakes of the black pepper, oregano and sage, and a few more shakes of cinnamon. The taste of these spices should not be powerful - just sort of undertones under the tomato and chili powder. If you need to add more (most likely you will) do so, but in stages as with the sugar and salt. Follow the same process with the cumin.

By now, the chili has been on the range for about an hour and a half. The veggies are cooked, the flavors are blending, and a taste from the pot should be pretty good. If not, add more spices until it does. Use your judgment, I trust you. If the chili is getting too thick (thicker than, say, clam chowder) add sauce. If it's too thin, add paste. You really can't overcook this recipe, or really even overspice it. Too much sugar? Add more salt. And so on. It is a fault resistant meal - you just need to learn how to fine tune it through a little practice.

Once it tastes pretty good, then we make it taste really good. Now we start adding the spicy stuff. Add several teaspoons of each of the Tabasco and habanero sauces. Add the diced hot peppers. And despite whatever fear the Dave's Insanity sauce label has created in your heart, add at least a couple teaspoons of that. Stir up the chili, and walk away. Come back in ten minutes and taste the flavor. It should make your lips tingle, and burn your tongue a little. Adjust the relative balance of the spicy stuff to suit your palate. You might need to add a bit more sugar at this point - this will mellow the flavor if not the hotness of the spicy stuff you just added. A pinch more salt might also help the flavor as well. If it all seems too spicy, remember that the last thing is adding the beans, which will dampen it a bit.

So add the beans. Black beans really taste much better in chili than kidney beans, and that's what I always use. But remember, this is more in the way of a template than an exact recipe. At this point, the chili is ready to serve. I recommend serving over Jiffy brand corn bread, with cheddar cheese and sour cream. The faint hearted can add more of these to enjoy the taste without burning their little moufs.

Needless to say, this serves a lot of people. I've never made a smaller batch than this, but you could easily cut down the recipe if you so chose. One thing to keep in mind, though: it's more fun to make a big honking vat of chili. Also, this chili freezes well. Whatever you don't eat will keep for months in the freezer. Even in the fridge, the spiciness will keep it safe for at least a week.

I have plenty of vegetarian friends, damn them, so I have learned to make a vegetarian version of this recipe. Basically, substitute portabella and standard mushrooms for meat, use a bit less sauce (or more paste) and a bit more vegetables. Use the same process for flavoring and spicing the chili, and it turns out pretty damn good.

Have lots of beer on hand, because your guests will need it. Oh, and toilet paper. They'll need that too.

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Fun Links for Fun

A plethora of quick hits:

  • Check out implosionworld.com, "the explosive demolition industry's worldwide source for news and information on building implosions, blowdowns and all other types of structural blasting projects." You can watch video of stuff asploding, which I think we can all agree is pretty freaking sweet.
  • In a giant "suck it" to common sense, health, and all that is good and holy, the Hardees' chain of fast-food restaurants ("Hardees: Not Quite Huddle House, and Proud Of It!") now offers a 1400-calorie, 107-gram of fat concoction they call the "Thickburger." With fries and coke, that calorie count comes to 2,300. Gaaah! I am deeply reluctant to assign moral weight to eating choices (apart from cannibalism and other special cases). I have blogged before about my feelings on the assignment of the language of sin and transgression to food (sinfully delicious!). 

    But these reasoned and moderate thoughts can't stop my gorge from rising even thinking about 2/3 pound of grade-Z beef cooked to death and slathered in imitation mayonnaise. So we're clear: 2/3 pound of good quality chopped steak formed into a patty and served with as much real-deal mayo as you want: fine. Ridiculous, but fine. Hardees: an affront to everything I stand for. Not that it means anything, but I generally consume in the neighborhood of 1800 calories a day, and I'm a highly active male on a weight-training and running regimen. That 107 grams of fat plus the fat in the fries? That's me in a week. Gaah. I'm not claiming moral superiority here-- eat what the hell you want, but I'm just wondering. The Thickburger meal: disgusting monstrosity, or disgusting eat-for-two-days-for-$7 bargain?

    The best part? They offer a low-carb version.
  • Loyal Reader #0017, EDog, is writing a novel this month as part of NaNoWriMo. Read it here. I've started it: fun! Sample graf:

    The bartender took a mug and went to an honest-to-God wooden keg sitting on the wall and filled it with the blackest beer Liza had ever seen. An odor reminiscent of fine coffee filled the air for a moment, and Liza's nostrils flared with the sharp scent. The barkeep swept a wand across the top of the mug, cutting the foam from the top. Then, almost in slow motion, he slid the mug down a well-polished groove in the bar. Liza watched the mug's progress, as if it were suddenly the most important event she had ever witnessed. The man reached out his hand and caught the mug just before it vanished off the edge of the bar into darkness. In a moment, another mug came sailing back up the path again, but this one was empty. The bartender caught it with practiced ease and took it back to the chipped ceramic sink where he began to flush it with great quantities of hot water.

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