I spent a good part of my morning yesterday with the Twinkle. A few weeks ago as I was on my walk with Luna I came across some stuff a woman was throwing out. A great scoop and two pots. I was concerned about the pots as they were really nice so I knocked on the door and inquired as to whether she really wanted to throw them away. Yes indeed. Off I went. She came to my door the other day with more and the lids. She thought it was nice that I asked first. SCORE. I love these pots. They cook quickly though, it’s a learning curve for me. So, I thought I would clean them up.
They are beautiful (they could use more work but I got really bored, like about two seconds into it, Sally Housewife I’m not). But, I have to say, I liked them the tarnished way better….more me. These are kinda brite and actually remind me of my mother in law who was obsessed with cleanliness and had a cleaning lady doing this sort of stuff all the time. Something I just did not understand. Paul tells me they will get back to their original patina soon. Whew. Otherwise I’d be putting them out by the road. Funny how we all are, the neighbor person couldn’t stand the tarnish and I don’t like the shine.
In the morning I took these pictures of the work Paul is doing. He’s such a smarty pants and I constantly marvel at the words for these various pieces of wood. And, I am fascinated, still, at how this massive stuff goes together.
Here’s the technical part: They thought these pieces of wood – which did come from the ponds in Boston where the trees were thrown from the Constitution and other boats being built, 200+ years ago. Anyhow they said it was live oak, Quercus Alba, which is normally from Georgia. Paul thinks they are Hackmatack, i.e. Eastern Larch, i.e. Larix Laricina (now really, who has those names rattling around in their head?) He says they are tamarack, a deciduous conifer from Nova Scotia. “The grain doesn’t seem like live oak. Live oak is a darker color and more interlocked with a cross hatching. Hackmatack is totally rot resistant which is just about right for the use.”
And now these little beauties are little knees that will tie the intermediate frames into the bottom of the boat. “It’s going to be a wall of oak by the time they’re done”. I think they will continue to call it oak as it’s easier to say than all that other stuff.
Moving along to dinner time. We had one of our easy chicken things. I know the picture looks like peas but if you knew me…..no way! They are capers.
This is super fast, easy and yummy. Pan saute chicken thighs in a small amount of olive oil, hit with some bread crumbs and salt & pepper as you flip them. After a few minutes of browning squeeze lemon juice all over them, cook down a second or two, squeeze chicken stock over them, add a hefty amount of capers and cook a few minutes, adding more stock if you want more “sauce”. Because of the crumbs you get a nice thick gravy. It’s awesome, tender, lemony, flavor. You can adjust the flavor by adding white wine instead of chicken stock. Forget using red wine, it turns all purpley, the color is gross.
I use this exact same method for fish. Which, today happens to be fish day for us. 4 lbs. of whatever. I have been saving some of it each week and popping it in the freezer for a most awesome fish pie. I’m not sure what that is going to be like as I have never made one but I have a vision in my head of what I think it should look like so I think I can figure it out. You will see.
The newspaper under the chicken was delivered yesterday afternoon. The owner of the paper drives it all over the Seacoast. He was so excited about the lobster boat races he came at me spewing the BIG STORY. I don’t get it…..all that fuel just for a bunch of racing around. It’s a different world up here! And, the stories that go with it….I won’t be attending.