While on vacation in Portugal with my daughter and our partners, torrential rain and gusty winds diverted us one day to the Chiado Museum Nacional de Arte Contemporanea where we truly enjoyed seeing the “Paradoxical Image” photography exhibit of Francisco Afonso Chaves’ (1857-1926). Some of the other disconcerting displays not so much– those led us to seek dry comfort and a good meal to revive our joie de vivre.
Thanks to Google we found Cafe Lisboa nearby. Oh my, what a find! The place itself is lovely, the food sublime starting with the freshly baked bread and carrot spread. I tried to isolate the complementary flavors in the luxuriously textured spread… then complimented the chef and asked the server, what were the ingredients please for the delicious carrot spread? Here now while the memory is fresh are my thoughts for my first attempt at recreating the simple yet inspired treat.
- vinegar – I’ll try rice vinegar, with perhaps just a few drops of Balsalmic
- garlic – just a little
- black pepper
I’ll update this post as I play with this recipe…
Given that I love words, on any given day I find myself briefly referring to my dictionary app. Yesterday’s word of the day on Dictionary.Reference.com has long been one of my favorites. Today I’m thinking about how succorance is evidenced in my life… also how our food preparation choices can support or sabotage the dietary, health, and weight goals of our family, friends and colleagues when we share food with others.
\ SUHK-er-uh ns \ noun;
1.the act of seeking out affectionate care and social support.
- Here, food in general, and the feeding of someone else in particular… are equated with love, succorance, with a bond between caring parties, with the largely selfless, human act,… and Chaplin uses food in motifs that point us toward what distinguishes a civilized society from a jungle. — Jay Boyer, “Cry Food: The Use of Food as a Comic Motif in the Films of Charlie Chaplin,” Beyond the Stars: Studies in American Film , 1993
- Here Woolf returns to her metaphor of the outsider seeking warmth, shelter, succorance, yet courting danger. — Shirley Panken, Virginia Woolf and the “Lust of Creation,” 1987
that smells good. can we have some?
No morning coffee needed.
Jopa eats well yet lightly, only when she’s hungry. She partakes of a few good bones, yes, and exercises every day. She lies down when she’s tired, and sleeps well, every night. A fine recipe for alertness.
Jopa greets her family and friends with enthusiasm, is ready to have a good time and to share loving. She applies herself wholly to whatever project she takes on. She’s eager to start every day, is fully present each moment, and alert for any opportunity. A fine recipe for a happy life well lived.
I had planned to work from home today. When I logged in early this morning, I found an unexpected email from the IT help desk, informing me I’d picked up ‘malware’ and so needed to sign off the network and relinquish my laptop to a tech to scrub it clean. But I have work that needs to get done, people counting on me! No network access means I can’t get that work done now. Nothing to do but drive down to the office to meet the IT tech and hand over my laptop, the sooner the better for getting it returned to me. Damn.
But as I was leaving the house I saw the library books staged near the door, due today. And the Chaat house is right next to the library… I’ve been wanting their fabulous Channa Masala, Navratan Korma, Dal Tarka. And of course the best paan and chai ever. Yum. Lois and I had talked about going last week while she was home, but we never made it there.
I’m now back home after turning in my corporate laptop and library books. I’m about to have my Chaat house lunch on the deck in the sun. After lunch I’ll make some calls, then read through two contracts. Somehow all my deliverables will get done.
It’s good to grab ahold of unexpected opportunities and a meal at the Bombay Chaat House. http://bombaychaathouse.org
Life is good on the deck in the sun overlooking the beach with you, Lois, and with a really good local microbrew. These were our Oregon and Washington favorites this trip:
Deschutes Brewery Inversion India Pale Ale
Hale’s Mongoose IPA
Terminal Gravity Brewing IPA
Red Hook Late Harvest Autumn Ale
No hurry, just a beautiful sunset to watch.
The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright–
The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
“A loaf of bread,” the Walrus said,
“Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed–“
-select Lewis Carroll “The Walrus and the Carpenter”