The 39 Steps by John Buchan

An amazing tale and a quick read! This is a classic tale of the mystery genre that has been the inspiration for several movies. The 39 Steps is an early 20th century story of intrigue, murder and suspense in Great Britain. The hero is a typically wealthy, idle young man (30 something) looking for a bit of adventure who bites off a bit more than he is able to comfortably chew. As he becomes more mired in this web, he meets, and is alternately befriended and hunted by, characters from all walks of life. Mister Buchan developes strong characters and spins a vivid tale which kept me on the edge of my seat till the very last paragraph.

By the way, you can get the ebook free at PlaneteBook.com

The season of chili is upon us…

I am not a great cook, nor do I love to spend hours cooking. However, I am a great eater. Even so, as I age it has also become more difficult for me to spend hours eating.

Chili has been one of my favorite cold weather meals for more than 25 years and this recipe is the one I’ve used for that entire time. Every once in a while I change a few little pieces about it, but generally its been the same the entire time!

The way you start is up to you…I like to sip on something that makes all the strict proportions more flexible (pic 1) and gives me an excuse if I miss putting in two of something and only get in one…can of beans, jar of tomatoes, etc…the old “double vision” thing, you know…

As I was insinuating above, I usually make double batches so there are two of everything, basically. I start by by sauteing two halves of a yellow onion…in other words a whole yellow onion. When that’s done, I brown two pounds of hamburger and drain it well. There’s nothing worse than that orange congealed lard on top of the Tupperware container of left over chili.

Now the heavy lifting is done and its time to exercise your can opening wrist! Open two cans of red kidney beans; the brand isn’t too important, but I like Bush’s beans. I drain them, but it isn’t a requirement if you prefer keeping the juice and some additional flavor. Then open two cans of chili hot beans; again, I prefer Bush’s. Don’t drain these because, in this case, the sauce has a lot of flavor. Then, if at all possible, open a quart jar of home canned tomatoes. This adds great flavor, but I know it isn’t a staple in everyone’s pantry. If I don’t have home canned tomatoes, I use a large can of stewed tomatoes. I typically drain these as well. I add two jars of Hunts or Heinz Chili Sauce and then, since I drained all those cans of beans and tomatoes, I add about a quart of tomato juice.

The final thing I do is add chili powder. The fresher the better and there are also numerous different kinds out there. I tend to favor a milder, sweeter flavor, so I try to make sure the mixture has some cumin and oregano in it. I have learned over the years how to add the spice to the top of the chili at the end and simply observe the way the top of the mixture looks to know when I have added about enough spice. For this amount of chili, I think most people are safe putting in 1 – 2 tablespoons of powder, but beyond that you’re better off seasoning to taste. Remember, its easier to add more chili powder than to reduce the heat of your concoction.

Finally, the part I like best, the eating. Generally I go for simplicity. A steaming hot bowl of chili with a sleeve of saltines and a glass of cold milk (don’t try this at home if you’re lactose intolerant…unless you have the weekend to recover). If you’re really okay with dairy there are a couple other things that can be added. A little shredded sharp cheddar is really good, and / or maybe a nice dollop of sour cream. If you’re a kitchen connoisseur, try adding some chopped up chives as well and if the mixture isn’t hot enough, a liberal dosing of chili pepper flakes might do the trick.

Finally, the clean bowl, empty sleeve and empty glass. Hopefully you have plenty of single or double serving Tupperware containers, because you’ll be eating this double batch for the rest of the week. Enjoy!

4th of July – What it means to me…

From Wikipedia: Independence Day, commonly known as the Fourth of July, is a federal holiday in the United States commemorating the adoption of the Declaration of Independence on July 4, 1776, declaring independence from the Kingdom of Great Britain.

For all my friends in the Kingdom of Great Britain, I love you, but you’re better off without us anyway…we know that, you know that. Let’s just agree to disagree, okay? (chuckling right now, okay? come on, you can take a joke, right?).

Here are a few highlights of 4th of July for me:

  • Love of Country. My country of origin is a little like my family. I was born into it and had no choice in the matter. The ideals are lofty, but sometimes the execution and interpretation seems imperfect. Beauty abounds, but I can also see age cracks, impatience and stubbornness. Through it all, I never stop loving.
  • Celebration of Independence. We are the most free people in the world and I definitely celebrate and support this. That doesn’t mean I want to have my own individual half acre city/state. I need some help and some rules in order to be everything I can be. I am not part of the 1%, and I need community.
  • Recognition of the men and women who serve and have served to keep us free. Even though I did not serve in the military, I recognize the need for a strong military. I always support the troops that go and do what their leaders lead them into. They are part of the backbone of our country. The leaders, not so much. The leaders are people and they make mistakes and have independent opinions, just like I do. While I recognize that they serve our country as well, I don’t hesitate to try to fire them or rehire them as I see fit.
  • Celebration of the diversity that made our country great. Our country was originally founded by people fleeing from religious persecution. We set up a model to make sure this country continued to be diverse. Diversity isn’t something you can put a defined ring around. It is, by it’s nature, diverse.
  • Finally, the second sentence of the Declaration of Independence: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.”
    • It did say all men, right? That’s really hard to misinterpret. I mean, really, I suppose you could argue all day about “men” vs. “men and women”, but come on, that’s just stupid. And it didn’t say “all men–except if they are black or gay or Irish or…whatever…” did it? All is all.
    • What a simple, clear thought. Then the “interpretation” starts…ugh.

Bottom line, here’s what the 4th is to me:

Celebration and family. Happy Independence Day to all of you!

Babies starting to grow up.

I know that sweet baby red foxes don’t quite fit the definition of “blastie” for the Scots, so for animal Tuesday a week ago, I blogged pictures of a mother red fox and her four kits in our back yard. They were little greyish sort of blobs then, just starting to find their legs. Oh what a difference a week makes. I’m sure I’m imagining things, but it seems like the rabbit population has already dwindled. I caught these pictures of one of the four kits this morning from our bedroom window as we were getting ready for work. All four of them are still around, happy and playful. They’re moving much faster now, which is why I could only get a good shot of one of them.

I can see it now, I’m looking forward to a few years rodent free down on our end of the lake!

Fox in the chicken coop.

For the last three years or so our yard in the northern suburbs has been overrun by rabbits. They get into anything green in the vegetable garden and eat lots of the budding flowers as well. It seems like the population of rabbits and foxes ebbs and flows in an alternating cycle in our area.  When there are so many rabbits that the in-breeding starts to show (stumpy ears, funny feet, etc.) the fox population starts to pick up. It seems we might be at that stage now, as here are the new squatters at the north end of our yard. All the pictures aren’t great, but we have seen a mommy fox with four babies!

Old Greybeard at Lake Christine

When we first started coming to Lake Christine, near Lutsen, MN, on a regular basis. The moose were easier to see and Old Greybeard, a mistress of the area, was a well known sight.

She was known to have twins almost every year and would raise them, during the earlier part of the summer, in and around the lake. We would most often see just her, eating the tender cedar branches hanging over the water, but caught glimpses of her twins once in a while as well.

I think it was two years ago that we heard she had died. I believe there was a rumor of both her death from simple old age as well as her having been shot by a hunter with a moose license. Either way, the result was the same, she doesn’t show up across the lake from where we stay anymore.