Joyful 2018!
I am starting the blog again. May you all have the best year, this year, that you have ever had! Full of Joy, Health, and Enlightenment.
An other-worldly Savannah snowstorm in Savannah, GA. A harbinger of great things to come!
I am starting the blog again. May you all have the best year, this year, that you have ever had! Full of Joy, Health, and Enlightenment.
An other-worldly Savannah snowstorm in Savannah, GA. A harbinger of great things to come!
Okra is BY FAR my favorite summer vegetable. I grew up in north Georgia having to take a knife out to the garden nearly every evening, wearing a long-sleeved shirt in the summer heat, and cut the star-shaped veggie off its itchy stalks. But, oh my goodness! The taste! After my fried okra plateful, and then the gumbo, I was life-long-hooked.
Okra: Herbaceous, hairy, annual plant of the mallow family (Malvaceae). It is native to the tropics of the Eastern Hemisphere and is widely cultivated or for its edible fruit. The leaves are heart-shaped and three- to five-lobed; the flowers are yellow with a crimson centre. The fruit or pod, hairy at the base, is a tapering, 10-angled capsule, 10–25 cm (4–10 inches) in length (except in the dwarf varieties), that contains numerous oval, dark-coloured seeds. It may be prepared like asparagus, sauteed, or pickled, and it is also an ingredient in various stews and in the gumbos of the southern United States; the large amount of mucilage (gelatinous substance) it contains makes it useful as a thickener for broths and soups. In some countries the seeds are used as a substitute for coffee. The leaves and immature fruit long have been popular in the East for use in poultices to relieve pain.
— Encyclopedia Britannica (Well, not the pictures.)
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I LOVE chopping okra–the smell, the texture, the soul involved.
Just finished chopping this mess:
And my gumbo from the other night:
Just look at a few of the Health Benefits of MOKRA (my okra):
— http://www.nutrition-and-you.com/okra.html
Good Saturday Evening to All! Eat MOKRA!
Neal’s Ridiculously Simple Okra Gumbo:
One medium onion, a few cloves of garlic, some okra, a few vine-ripe tomatoes (emphasis: vine ripe)
Sautee your chopped onion in a tad of olive oil. Add the chopped tomatoes and either a couple cups of vegetable broth (I make mine when I’m boiling corn or other vegs–don’t throw that nectar away!) or water. Simmer a few minutes. Then add the sliced-pretty okra. But not too long. You don’t want it all mushy. 10 mins is great. Don’t add much salt-you want to taste the okra!
Savor.
Alternate post title #1: To Mead or Not to Mead
Alternate post title #2: I’m So Meady
I’m flabbergasted when the occasional glass-half-empty-er complains that there’s not much to do in Savannah. There’s a swarming beehive of activity seven days (and nights) a week around here! Take last night, for example. I walked down Broughton Street to the Savannah Bee Company …
… one of the coolest shops on Savannah’s “main street.” They were having a Mead Tasting Event at our city’s only mead bar.
Now, I don’t know about you, faithful blog followers, but I didn’t really possess much mead knowledge before last night. I thought I remembered something from world lit about Beowulf helping the king of the Danes, whose mead hall was under attack by bad monster Grendel. Remember? After Beowulf kills him, Grendel’s mama plays tit for tat by attacking said mead hall but is also defeated. The lesson I got from that story: Do NOT mess with mead halls. Ever.
So I was on my Absolute Best Behavior when I walked through the honeycombed front doors.
Pushing our way through the crowd, we met Michael and Bernice Fairbrother (how hip is that name?), owners of Moonlight Meadery of Londonderry, New Hampshire, who were on hand to pour and explain. Watch this so-cool short video about Michael and Bernice.
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According to the Moonlight Meadery website, “Mead is a wine made from honey, water and yeast. The sweetness ranges from dry to sweet, it can be still, petillant (ever so lightly carbonated), or sparkling. It’s the oldest fermented beverage, but the least known.”
Here’s Michael:
And here I am buddying up with Michael (and standing sort of behind him in case a huge evil monster is about to storm the mead hall).
And here’s delightful Bernice hard at work pouring perfectly:
And here’s the third character in the night’s sweet narrative, beautiful Danielle Hicks, the Mead Bar Manager of the Savannah Bee Company.
But hold on just a second! Stop the presses! What’s that on the right in the photo above?!
I looked, starting to shake visibly.
Terror began to grip my heart. Even though I pasted on a false, meady smile for the press.
Because I just KNEW that Danielle was innocently cradling Grendel’s descendent, come back to seek revenge–in Savannah, Georgia of all places! I had to get outta that blame mead hall! What was I thinking coming in the first place?!
I ask you … is this the face of pure evil or not?
Okay maybe not, AND I hadn’t yet tasted the last of the evening’s meads, Kurt’s Apple Pie Mead …
… so I hung around for a while. And lived.
What a great time with Michael, Bernice and Danielle.
But the evening was far from over. Danielle asked if we liked music, and still trembling a bit, I uttered “Sure!” and she gave the invitation to be her guests at the get-in-by-member-key-only House of Mata Hari near the river on Factor’s Row. Come to find out, Danielle was the featured singer! Check out her website at daniellehicks.net and take a listen.
Oh my gosh, what fun was had by all! And for five dollars.
So let’s Meet for Mead one of these evenings!
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Other than the fabulous Savannah Bee Company, here’s a list of other Savannah spots where you can find Michael’s mead. Get your mead list.
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2013 Savannah Irish and Cherokee Indian/Native American Book and Bee Festival