Saturday, December 17, 2011

Getting Out of My Comfort Zone

Haven't hit any trails for a while, so I wanted to write about an adventure of a different sort.  There's a vicious rumor about my having food issues.  Well, ok maybe it's not vicious.  And, uh, it's not a rumor...I think I have made amazing progress over the years, but there remain definite limits.  I will eat nothing that swims, no game and well, the list is long.

Ken and I were in Chicago for 2 nights this past week, as part of a wonderful reward from Acura. We enjoyed the beautiful Elysian Hotel and seeing the city in its holiday finery.  Our group of 20 headed to Moto on Thursday night.  This avant garde restaurant is located in the Fulton Fish Market area, with a very unassuming exterior.  Our group had a private room downstairs - an intimate space where the walls are decorated with squares representing the periodic table, and glass shelves hold beakers and test tubes and other science experiment items.

I had briefly looked at the restaurant's website, so I knew that it was quite out of the ordinary.  The understatement of the year!  Molecular gastronomy?  What?

We were in for a 14 course meal - one that is so unusual that a waiter explained each course as it was set before us.  We soon realized that the only predictable aspect to this meal was that it would be completely unpredictable.  The first course, quite frankly, scared me.  A large plate lined with a bamboo mat, a mini-menu printed on edible paper, minuscule bits of carrot, radish, and a near-microscopic mushroom - along with other things I can't recall.  My brain was having a really hard time with this!

                                           1st Course - Maki Menu

The idea for the first course was that we were to place this little rice crispy-looking thingy on the edible menu, add the teeny bits, squirt some sauce from an eye dropper, roll it up and eat it.  Oh seriously?  Turns out the menu was some sort of seaweed and I still can't believe I ate 2/3 of it.  I really tried to finish, but the seaweed was so fishy tasting that, well, I just couldn't.  I was thinking at this point - it's gonna be a really long night...

Course 1 - rolled and ready

The head waiter asked beforehand if anyone had food allergies or aversions.  As listing my aversions would have most likely made him quit his job on the spot, I simply said I would not eat anything that swims. 

And what happened next?  The "Black and White" course appeared and it was 2 different kinds of very fishy fish.  Whatever the "black" part was, it got that way from squid ink.  Oh no.  The pic is slightly out of focus, as I was momentarily traumatized by having it placed in front of me.  However, it was soon whisked away and replaced with the cauliflower dish, which was the best cauliflower I have ever eaten.  A few years ago, I would not have touched cauliflower, so this is definite progress!












Black and White

The cauliflower was perfectly cooked, trimmed with very thin fried onions, on a bed of celery root sauce.  Wow!

Course 3 was "Garbage Salad."  It was described to us as "what you'd find if you went dumpster diving behind a pizza place."  That sounded appetizing...but this seemed to be a very popular course as everyone cleaned their plates.  Along with some small bites of capicola, there were "edible packing peanuts" which represented half-eaten pizza crusts, edible cellophane, splashes of pureed romaine salad, pizza sauce, sausage crumbs. 

Garbage Salad

There was a large island near our table where a lot of the prep work was done for each course.  We were able to watch some of the craziness, but still could not guess what was coming next.  Clear glass globes were placed on the island and some sort of hose pumped fog into each one.  These were placed on the tables, where wisps of fog escaped thru a small opening in the top of the globe.  As the fog dissipated, we could see something under each globe...raw oysters.  Eek.  Due to my "no swimming" clause, my dome contained sea beans.  They looked like very skinny green beans, but had little discernible flavor.  I suppose that technically, sea beans would not swim so therefore could be placed before me.  These were used in a later course.
Globes being prepped

Course 4 - "Nose to Tail"  Seriously.  A thin trail across a plate with ham, belly, ears, shoulder, skins and loin.  I took only a tiny taste of the ears - which were like onion rings.  I just had a hard time eating a pig's ear!  I also skipped the skin - too much like those yucky things in bags at convenience stores.  However, the pineapple ham and the others were delish.  Oink.

         "Nose to Tail"                                          
 (with edible menu in upper left corner)               

                      Course 5 - Summer Breeze

We were next served a soup of sorts - the fish-eaters added the oysters, and I put a few sea beans on mine. There was something with tempura batter, and some things that looked to me like sliced squid. OK, so I've never really seen sliced squid...turns out it was kombu - edible kelp. This course was ok (and I ate something that floats rather than swims), but I found it to be quite salty.
Rather blurry photo of the Kentucky Fried Pasta
 - complete with spoon handle wrapped in fresh sage

Course 6 - Kentucky Fried Pasta, Flat noodles with mashed potato sauce, what I think was thin fried chicken skin. Kind of a Colonel's mish-mash. Comfort food, even tho it looked nothing like comfort food.

Earlier, lit votive candles were placed on the tables.  Ambiance?  Maybe, but Moto always has something else going on.  Course 7 was quail breast on a parsnip puree - soon to be poured on top was the warm rosemary oil from the candles!  I did not eat this course, but gave it to Ken.  I don't know what kind of quail is eaten, but I so enjoy the Gambel's quail that run amok in Sedona that I could not bring myself to eat it.

Quail breast and other stuff

Course 8 - cigars.  Cigars?  Definitely not the smelly kind that are lit and smoked.  This was the 2nd-most mind-bending of the courses.  This dish was served with 3 cigars in an actual metal ashtray.   The cigars looked quite real, causing the eyes and brain to say "ick - tobacco tubes" but the mouth to say "wow, yummy!"  Before eating, each of us had "ashes" added to the center of the ashtray and liquid nitrogen created  the smoke.  Turns out, the cigars were delicious!  Each was a differently flavored sandwich, with edible paper bands.  The wrappings were braised collard greens (another first!) and the red tips were sauce.  What kind of brain creates these things?

                  Cigars and ashtray

Cigars complete with ashes and smoke

Course 9 was Forest Foraging.  Food on a log.  Really.  We each had a stick that was spread with a mushroom puree, topped with fabulous braised short rib, salsify, mulberries and mushrooms.  Everyone seemed to love this one, and the guy next to me asked if he should "lick the log" - and then he did!
Forest Foraging - something to keep in mind for future hikes?

The most mind-bending course of all was the "Egg Drop Soup."  Coconut cream base with some kind of small cookie, mint leaves.  Topped with mango that looked exactly like an uncooked egg yolk, and lemon grass water that mimicked the egg white.  The appearance and consistency were exactly like a raw egg.  The brain was saying "eeuuwww, slippery raw egg" but the mouth was saying "Wow!"

Egg Drop Soup

Course 11 was a "Marshmallow Harvest" that included homemade marshmallow, toasted marshmallow crisps and pumpkin sorbet.  O M G.
Marshmallow Harvest                  

Cajeta Custard - Course 12 was a goat's milk custard - brain said "goat cheese - yuk", but this rich custard was wonderful, and topped with a small cookie with chai spices and uh, pine nuts?

Custard

Course 13 wins for most hilarious.  Dessert circa 1991.  This was served on the coolest, arched plate.  Smoked chocolate ice cream (oddly good), blackberry yogurt, chocolate mousse, and a cookie bearing the image of Michael Bolton.  Yes, that Michael Bolton, complete with the hair.  Delicious and so damn funny!












Dessert Circa 1991


Me, eating Michael Bolton's cookie-face            

And now the finale - Course 14.  I wondered what they might do to end this extravaganza, and thought it might involve fireworks.  That turned out to be rather accurate!  The sous chef and others came out to say hello and accept much-deserved accolades.  Then Richie Farina (recently on Top Chef), lit the fuse on chocolate "bombs" that were served to us while still lit.  We were instructed to eat them whole as soon as the flame went out.  This chocolate delight exploded in the mouth, releasing decadent melted chocolate.  I think I may have dreams about this one...


Sous chef Richie Farina lighting the ACME bombs

My very own ACME bomb

This was a dinner I will not soon forget.  Have never seen or eaten anything like it, and unlikely to have this happen again.  Although there were aspects of the food that I did not like, most of it was excellent and the innovation and creativity amazing!

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Getting Out of AZ

Wednesday, Nov. 2, 2011

My last hike on Tuesday, Jack's Canyon trail

The hiking boots are packed away, along with the hiking poles and dorky pink hat.  It was another good trip to Red Rock Country, but time to once again return to IL.  Sigh.  I'm at the PHX airport, enjoying a yummy sandwich (Paradise Bakery is fab!) and killing time. 

Very glad to be out of the cramped van from Sedona to the airport.  And to no longer be listening to a guy loudly tell the captive audience about all of his UFO experiences.  I'm not sure if they exist or not, but how many people do you know that have "seen" one?  This guy claims to see them regularly.  Would that be before or after ingesting those funny mushrooms?  Our van driver joined the discussion, claiming several of her own "sightings."  Uh, this woman is driving 9 of us in a van at 75 mph down I-17.  Something about that is rather unsettling!

The woman seated next to me gave up on trying to read, and we had a nice chat for the last part of the trip.  Turns out she lives in Sedona, loves to hike, seems to like some of the same places that I do.  She is a children's book author/illustrator and very cool.  Gave me her email, so perhaps we can hit the trail together some time.

I would rather face tarantulas on a trail than get on a plane...but here I am.

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Getting Dressed in the Dark

Saturday, October 29, 2011

OK, so I've never been known for my fashion sense.  But hiking has taken it to a new low.  I don't care, but I thought I should warn anyone who comes to visit.  Gray shorts, purple shirt, screaming green jacket, pink hat...I did have on gray socks that sort of matched my shorts.  Really, I did!  Oh, the black gloves keep my hands warm when I start out on these chilly desert mornings.  Don't need them for long.

Perhaps this is why I rarely see any animals???

It's the weekend, which means hordes of turistas coming into Sedona.  Which means I'm avoiding anything in "town."  I headed out to hike the Bell Trail - another favorite spot east of I-17 (Sedona is west).  Good choice!  I had at least 31/2 miles of solitude (read:  no humans) on the way in.   I have done this trail before, but had never crossed the creek to climb the other side of the canyon. 

Bell's Crossing

WOW!  New views at every turn,   Mother Nature's 3 lovely sounds - the breeze through the treetops, the songs of the birds (including western bluebirds), and the babble of Wet Beaver Creek down below.

                       A lovely spot above the creek
Red rock columns and desert greenery

    The long and winding road...           


Love the way this trail hugs the rock walls!

On the way back, I had a nice view of 3 mule deer making their way along the western slope.  A doe and 2 young'uns, white tails flicking as they went, huge ears at attention.

Very glad to be heading out as the humans began heading in.  I was just about back to the trail head...and along comes a group of young adults - a 400 lb guy not wearing a shirt, his friend yakking loudly into his cell phone, and bringing up the rear...a guy dragging a full-sized cooler on wheels.  Over the rocks, up the slope, bump-rattle-racket-racket-racket.  As we YATs say - GAWD.  I'm outta here!

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Getting Freaked

Thursday, Oct. 27, 2001

After yesterday's downpours, today dawned bright and clear.  I headed out to hike the Munds Wagon Trail (remnants of an old cattle-drive road).  I've done this trail before and just love it.  It winds through open areas, crosses several washes, and passes through some lovely forested spots.  I was surprised to see some things still blooming, especially Indian Paintbrush (a long-time favorite). 


On the way up, I met 4 women from Phoenix hiking together.  I just love the camaraderie of women friends!  They had such fun laughing together, and we exchanged emails.  Made me miss my girlfriends...(who had better come out here and hike with me!).

Merry-Go-Round Rock never disappoints.  About 6 miles round trip...worth every step! 

                          View of Merry-Go-Round Rock

View from Merry-Go-Round Rock                        

On the way down, I was happily tromping along when the sunlight on the trail fell upon a...OMG...TARANTULA!  Right smack in the middle of the trail.   It wasn't easy, but I did take some photos.  I'm amazed they are in focus, as I was doing my arachnophobia jig.  I know I have friends who are actually arachnophiles (thanks for nothing, Pam!), but it just seems wrong to me that a spider can be that big!  He was stationary for a while...and then began moving toward me.  OK, time for me to go and I gave him a very wide berth.  Yeesh.  If you are an arachnophobe....DO NOT scroll down!



                            Holy crap!  Get off my trail! 
               (Perhaps we were both having the same thought.)
He's on the move and I'm outta there!                     

After a picnic lunch back at the trail head, I went to Page Springs to chase birds.  The fish hatchery there attracts a wide variety of feathered friends.  Some mowing was being done today, and I think that kept some of them away.  There were lots of ducks and herons near the ponds (including Widgeons - so pretty!).  I didn't stay long, but plan to return early one morning.

As I was leaving, I thought I saw a Bald Eagle fly overhead.  Yes!  He landed on the rocks above the road, and I had a great view for a while.  Two crows came by, obviously unhappy with the eagle's presence.  They circled closer and closer, until the eagle took off.  I enjoyed watching their aerobatics until all three disappeared beyond the ridge.  Would much rather watch soaring birds than creeping spiders!






Spider notwithstanding...another great day in Red Rock country!          

Getting Meal-y

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

I decided to try to put to use some of the thousands of Velvet Mesquite pods littering the yard at the house.  I collected a bunch, washed and dried them, and with the help of a great site I found on Google...


Dried Mesquite pods

Using the coffee bean grinder to make the meal
 (glad I didn't have to grind it using a couple of rocks!)

The finished product

Now, if you can stop laughing long enough to read this...Mesquite is high in fiber and protein, and also a good source of potassium and zinc.  I'm betting the jelly beans I consume do not have all that good stuff.  I'm going to bring home this meal and use it to make some whole wheat pancakes. 

I can hardly wait for next summer, when I can start harvesting Prickly Pear fruit.  Hey, that stuff can be used to make Margaritas!  Ole!

Getting Older...

October 25, 2011

A few years ago, I began the tradition of spending my birthday at the South Rim of the Grand Canyon.  I've been lucky enough to keep it going, and hope that continues until I have to be wheeled out there on some sort of geezer-mobile.  The weather was cause for some concern this time, but the stormy sky only made for dramatic lighting over the Canyon - and it changed every few minutes.   Only a few raindrops fell on the South Rim, as the rain moved from south to north and dumped mostly on the North Rim.

Upon arriving at the entrance gate, I purchased a new annual pass.  I had to show my driver's license and when the ranger saw the date, she sang "Happy Birthday" to me.  A fun way to start the day! 

My first stop was Shoshone Point, a place I learned about with the Sierra Club a few years ago.  Few people know of it, and many tourists would not make the 1 mile walk to get to it.  So it remains quiet and off the "tourist trail" - and I hope it stays that way.  Saw only 6 others in the time I was there.

No place I'd rather be!


Had my lunch at this spot, just west of Yaki Point.  I like to offer to take photos for couples and families that come by - a nice way to meet people and they are always so happy to have a shot of everyone.  Perhaps I should put out a "tip jar."



I took the shuttle down to Hermit's Rest (the road is closed to cars until December).  Just as we stopped at one of the lookout points, a Condor did a fly-by!  Generally don't see them this time of year, as they've already headed for points south.  I waited there for a bit, hoping he'd come back around, but no luck today.

From Hermit's Rest, I did a short hike down The Hermit Trail.  Never been on that trail - it is not nearly as well-traveled as Kaibab or Bright Angel and I enjoyed seeing a short section of it.  Maybe someday...to the bottom from here?  The weather was threatening at this point and I used that as my excuse to go no farther.  Every step down is a step back up!

View of the Redwall from Hermit Trail. 
Just to the right of the center tree, you can see
a tiny speck of the Colorado River



This guy caused an "Elk jam" along a road - he was yoooge!


These Utah Junipers take on unique,        
sculptural shapes along the rim            



It was a fabulous day, but I still had the long drive back to Sedona.  In good weather/daylight, I enjoy the drive down from Flagstaff's 7000 ft elevation to Sedona's 4000 ft.  In the dark and pouring rain?  Not so much.  The little Z and I white-knuckled it down I-17 and just the signs along the road are near panic-inducing in those conditions:  Watch for Rocks!  Watch for Elk!  Runaway Truck Ramp (eek)!  Road Construction!  Steep Mountain Grades!

I am always happy to see the Sedona exit - and this time it was a great relief!

  Safe and dry at the casita,
 and a birthday treat/wish to mark the day.


Getting to a New Place

Monday, October 24

I've been wanting to see the Boyce Thompson Arboretum and made the drive down on Monday.  Had to go to Phoenix anyway, to choose the slab for the new countertops.  The Arb is about an hour east of Phoenix, truly in the middle of nowhere.  You gotta wanna get there.  Wow, is it worth the drive!

The Arboretum is set below these hills,
covered in my favorite things - Saguaro Cacti!

I spent several very happy hours here, chasing birds and looking at the vast variety of plants.  Saw this little ground squirrel having lunch atop a boulder. 




Saw this sign along a trail, and thought it was a very clever way to keep humans out.  It sure worked on me!





My two favorite shots of the day - the second one especially, because this bird is a "lifer" for me!

  This male Anna's Hummingbird turned                    
 toward me at just the right moment!                       
                 
Took some chasing, but I finally caught this male
 Broad-billed Hummingbird in a rare moment of stillness


I'll definitely be returning to Boyce Thompson Arboretum next spring when the desert is in bloom!