Sourdough

June 17, 2009

Mom in Israel tweeted (that is something you do on Twitter) about making sourdough starter, so I decided to come along for the ride.  I had not idea how interesting it would be!

 Since the starter has been completed, (which took close to two weeks)  I’ve been trying to make a different sourdough product each week.  So far I’ve made pizza dough, coffee cake, onion bread (that was the least successful, too tangy–my fault) and dough for quiche.

I keep the starter in the fridge, and pull some out and "freshen it" the morning I’m going to use it.  Freshening it consists of adding half a cup of water, and half a cup of flour to about half a cup or less of starter.  All of the products I’ve made use 70% organic whole wheat flour, and the kids have been enjoying the food.

 If anyone has any other suggestions how to use the starter, I’d love to hear it.  I’m also looking for suggestions how to make bread when you have very specific and limited bits of time to do it.

 

Good editorial about life in Israel

June 2, 2009
Filed under: Life in Israel

Just sharing this in full..definitely worth reading.

 

Welcome to our reality

Jun. 1, 2009
, THE JERUSALEM POST

Say you live in any one of these cities: Oslo, Berlin, Paris, Madrid, Amsterdam, Edinburgh, London, Stockholm or Washington, and at 11 a.m. today the war siren goes off. You’ve been told it’s just a drill - your city isn’t being attacked by ballistic missiles or long-range rockets. Your country neither plans to attack anyone, nor is there intelligence indicating it is the target of imminent attack.

Still, the wailing siren - a curiously anachronistic instrument for the 21st century - is upsetting. You do as you’re told and seek out a nearby bomb shelter, or enter the reinforced-concrete room common in homes built since the 1990s.

At work, there is some gallows humor as colleagues file into the bomb shelter. At school, your children will head into the shelters with their teachers. It may strike you that the authorities were imprudent in collecting for refurbishment those cardboard boxes with their plastic shoulder-straps containing gas masks and a chemical-warfare antidote.

Of course, if you do live in any of the above-mentioned capitals, this scenario is beyond far-fetched. There are no shelters. No safe rooms. No gas masks.

No one is threatening to wipe Sweden, Germany or Scotland - or any of the others - off the map. There are no Sajil II ballistic missiles aimed your way. Your country didn’t absorb 5,000 rocket hits in the course of a single summer. It doesn’t share a border with a country that deploys Scud D missiles. And the notion that missiles laden with WMDs could explode over your head is simply beyond imagination.

Though Muslim extremists struck in Spain, Britain and the United States, the sense that any further danger looms is not widespread. That’s why no one undergoes a security check to enter a supermarket, department store or cinema. And why armed guards are not posted outside schools.

WE ISRAELIS live in a very different reality.

That truth was brought home in remarks Prime Minister Binyamin Netanyahu made at Sunday’s cabinet meeting regarding Turning Point 3 - the week-long nationwide emergency drill.

The exercise is "routine," something the country does annually, he said, adding that it "reflects the special way in which we lead our lives - which, upon reflection, is not all that routine."

Want to understand the Israeli psyche? Consider that when our country was born, those with whom we sought to share this land rejected our right to exist. Though we have created a technologically advanced, Western-oriented country, and made peace with Egypt and Jordan, our "normality" still demands that a high-school graduate head not to university or for a gap year, but to basic training.

Throughout the 1950s and 1960s (when there were no settlements and no "occupation") our homeland was under attack anyway. A single example: On March 17, 1954, gunmen ambushed an Eilat-Tel Aviv commuter bus. First they murdered the driver, then they proceeded to shoot the passengers, one by one.

In the 1970s, we fought off a surprise attack on our most solemn holy day - after having withstood a war of attrition. In the 1980s, we fought bitter wars in Lebanon to fend off attacks against our northern border.

In the 1990s, we signed the Oslo Accords with the Palestinian leadership. And since then? More Israelis have been murdered by terrorists than ever before.

Efforts to reach an accommodation with a violently fragmented Palestinian polity have thus far proven fruitless. The "moderates" appear no less unyielding than the fanatics.

We caught the Syrians, to our north, building a clandestine nuclear facility under North Korean tutelage. They make no secret about hosting Hamas’s politburo, pressuring it to resist even a tactical timeout in its anti-Israel belligerency.

Hizbullah dominates Lebanese affairs and provides Iran with shock-troops along our border.

Then there is Iran, which may have enriched enough uranium to manufacture a nuclear bomb by year’s end. Even as Mahmoud Ahmadinejad threatens our obliteration, he insists that the Nazis did not systematically destroy European Jewry. Yet he is feted at UN forums, while Europeans shamelessly subsidize trade with his country.

That is our reality. It’s the one many of us will be contemplating at 11 a.m. today, when the siren sounds.

This article can also be read at http://www.jpost.com /servlet/Satellite?cid=1243872307901&pagename=JPArticle%2FShowFull

I’m in love with a Hebrew cooking website

May 27, 2009

I’m not sure how I stumbled across it, but Batzek Alim (בצק אלים) translated as Filo Dough is one of the loveliest cooking websites I’ve ever seen.  With pictures and text they give you a step by step description of how to make a variety of foods.

The recipes today were for Tzatziki with homemade crackers. Every picture is more beautiful than the next.  My favorite part is that they give you a visual shot with everything labeled. 

From the grated cucumbers down to the salt and pepper, they show you what is in the recipe, and how it should look when chopped or grated or sliced.

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Another recipe for homemade chocolate pudding gave information about how different amounts of cornstarch would affect the final results.  From this I learned the words for different sizes of teaspoons (flat, regular, generous?, heaping).

 

 

Anyway, with Shavuot tomorrow, you may want to take a look at this beautiful site…even if you don’t know Hebrew.  

 
Updates:  Thanks to Yael in the comments for the correct translation of Batzek Alim as "Puff Pastry", and also to Sharon for another good site.  Another note..the third teaspoon I corrected to heaping teaspoon.  My english is truly failing me.

Technorati Tags: cooking, recipes, hebrew, israel

What I love about Israel part 634 (or so)

May 26, 2009
Filed under: Life in Israel, Work

While leaving work today, I got in an elevator with another employee of the University (who I know by sight, but not by name).  He was pushing a cart with fresh apricots, fresh cherry tomatoes, and peanuts. 

 I commented about the odd mix of food and he asked me if I liked apricots.  I said yes, and he offered me some.   I took one, and he said take more.  I took three, and he reminded me to say "Shehecheyanu" if I hadn’t eaten them yet this year.  And by the way, he isn’t religious (at least in appearance).

 It is just nice…

All sugared up…

May 19, 2009
Filed under: Life in Israel

Took the kids to the street festival on Emek Refaim. 

I took the girls out for ice cream early in our trip.  At Aldo, I got them us a Belgian waffle with two scoops of ice cream (Twix and Ferro Rocher if you have to ask.)  Before the middle one started eating I said to her "just remember the sugar is going to make you jump, so no jumping in the street."  She asked me where the sugar was…I didn’t even know what to say. 

 As soon as she finished her last bite, she got up and ran for the door.  I asked her where she was going, and she said she was just going to dance by the door.  Was I right, or was I right?!

Anyway, the previous day, we had seen some dancers from Taranula Dance Group rehearsing in the park, and they told us they would be performing at the fair.  Watching them dance was really interesting, especially for the eldest.  They really use their whole bodies, but it isn’t sexualized.

 You can see more here.  It is in Hebrew, but I think you can get enough of a feel for it even without knowing Hebrew.

Dang, tried twice to embed, it just isn’t happening.  Here is the link..take a look.

What a lovely springy pattern…

May 14, 2009

My husband has been complaining that I save all the jars in our house…this is the perfect pattern to hide them put them to good use.  The only problem is that I’d have to figure out the measurements…and that requires work.  This would also work as well for covering cans, or anything.  The danger of glass jars would be the three small children who live here.

Tutorial 032

Technorati Tags: knitting, recycle, jar, jars,

Medical care in Israel

Filed under: Life in Israel, Family

I’m not sure how my situation would compare to what one would have in the US.  You can be the judge..

 This morning, my little one put out her arms and said "up…peeeze", so I grabbed her by the arms, and lifted her up.  She immediately started crying, and I had a sense that I had screwed up.

 She kept fussing, but was calmer, so I brought her to childcare and told her caregiver, that there might be a problem.  Before I had even finished dropping off the middle one, the caregiver called.  So at 8:00 the story begins…

 I first went straight to the medical clinic nearest our house, where our pediatrician works.  First the secretary said nobody could help til the afternoon, and then the other secretary said that the pediatrician would be in in 5 minutes (8:30).  He apologized to me and said this is something he doesn’t do, and I would have to go to the main clinic to the orthopedist. 

So, I get her back in the car, and start driving to down town to the main clinic.  I get there about 9:00 and am seen by the orthopedist almost immediately.  The Arab orthopedist takes a look at her chats with me about the English word "pacifier".  He gives a little twist to her arm, tells me to wait a few minutes to see if she starts using her arm, gives me a note for work (a requirement in this country) and sends me on my way. 

By 9:30 the little one was back in childcare, and by 10:10 I was at work. (The note was from 8-10:30, so I was well covered.) This was all especially good, because today was Pope day and I couldn’t get on campus until after 9AM anyway.

 So how does this compare to medical care in the US?  What would you do?  (Oh an notice this was all completely covered by my HMO.)

Getting in gear…

May 13, 2009

It is time for me to really get this blog in order…I’m posting things to Facebook, and making notes there, but I think that I should get this blog cleaned up and moving.  I’m hoping to cover my knitting and crafting, life in Israel as well as some stuff related to work…

I’m also going to highlight some of my favorite blogs and websites.  Hopefully it will be worth your while to visit.

Thoughts on Purim

March 11, 2009
Filed under: Judaism, Life in Israel, Work

I know I’ve been absent… Twitter and Facebook have been taking over my time. There is one thought I wanted to share about Purim and the story of Megillat Esther.

I always considered myself to be rather a peacenik and although my views about Israel are rather rightist, I still had a problem with certain verses (chapter 8 verse 11) and chapter 9 verse 13. In summary, Esther is asked by the king what do you want to do, and she answers, kill and maim people for one day, then the king asks her the next day what she wants, and she answers another day to kill etc…

Until this year, I thought that sounded very bloodthirsty…why couldn’t she ask for self rule in the land of Israel (if he had control of India through Ethiopia…that is definitely in the middle). So what changed my mind? Cataloging. Well, not simply cataloging, but a specific collection of personal videos by professor Dov Levin. As a Jewish partisan, and survivor of the Kovna Ghetto, he has collected videos with personal narratives, and meetings of groups of survivors. The most touching for me was the gathering of child survivors from Kovna, where the “older survivors (who were 12-17 at the time) told the younger survivors (infant-8 or so) what went on and helped them to understand things that at the time were beyond their comprehension.

So what does this have to do with the story of Esther? Most of us think of the Holocaust as Hitler and the Nazis, or Germany killing all the Jews. Unfortunately, that is very incorrect. The survivors of Kovna, and other places recount how before the Nazis even crossed the border into Lithuania, and Poland, the natives of those places started their killing spree. The hatred was there…just waiting for an opportune moment. In the Purim story, the decree to kill the Jews had been sent out and then retracted, but the underlying hatred and bloodlust was still there. If the Jews hadn’t defended themselves, they probably wouldn’t have survived that day… sort of a gee, we never got the retraction notice…maybe it got lost in the mail…

So, there you go…my thoughts for the year on Megillat Esther….

Marzipan Museum

December 28, 2008
Filed under: Life in Israel, Family

Today was the only day we all took off during Hanukkah, so we decided to go somewhere. I had seen information about the Marzipan Museum in Kfar Tavor, and I’m the driver, so that is where we went.

According to the mapping program I used, it should have taken us about 2 1/2 hours to get there, but we ended up on the slow road, stopped for an early lunch in Ranana, and got there around 2. The museum has a short movie (available in English and Hebrew), and you can see many sculptures made out of marzipan. Several of the sculptures are of Israeli personalities, and truthfully, there were a few I didn’t recognize. They also have a window which looks into the “factory” which is all of one large room.

Afterward they have workshops where you can either sculpt your own marzipan, or do both marzipan and chocolate molding. We chose both, and my girls were covered with chocolate! We had a great time making, ladybugs, snowmen, oranges and other fruit out of marzipan. The baby, and hubby didn’t have as great a time, because it really doesn’t work for under three.

Kfar Tavor is a very cute town, directly under Mt. Tavor (which looks incredibly huge from below). They also have a winery, and we were told also a beehive center where you can learn about the making of honey.

We left there and went home via Beit Shean, and Falafel Zahava, recommended by Treppenwitz. (Yummy!) We didn’t get Zahava working there, but we did let them know that they were highly recommended.

The ride back was nicely uneventful. It has been a long time since I’ve driven on a two lane road with no streetlights, but luckily I always had a vehicle in front of me to “draft” off of.

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