I'm very good with pain
Most of today was exhaustion and laundry. (That sounds a lot like Boober. Remind me to rewatch Fraggle Rock.) I wrote a little about politics and worked some of my job and did not think I had the wherewithal to go anywhere. Then in the late afternoon I called
rushthatspeaks just as they were preparing to e-mail me and they came over with a car and the day got a lot better. The Michaels in Porter Square has, improbably, an excellent aisle of stuff for professional cake decorating. I bought a box of picture hangers from Tags and we went home to make gadon tahu (coriander-and-cumin-spiced tofu with coconut cream steamed in banana leaves) out of Andrea Nguyen's amazing Asian Tofu (2012). We had no kaffir lime leaves, but we chopped Quorn into the tofu mash for extra protein and results fed me, Rush, and
gaudior more than satisfactorily. I keep calling Nguyen's recipes amazing, but I think that is really their proper epithet. We were dubious about the spice proportions as we were mixing them: too much coriander, too little cumin, too little pepper, too much salt. The garlic and the shallot seemed fine, but we'd have used more palm sugar. And then somehow it cooked out beautifully, not at all insipid and not overspiced. We used fresh ginger and a little cider vinegar to substitute for the brightness of the red chili we had to leave out and kept the sriracha on the table just in case. The banana leaves themselves are part of the flavor, tea-smelling without bitterness (or caffeine); I recognized it from sticky rice in dim sum restaurants. They turn a deep, translucent green when steamed. Honestly, thawing and cutting the leaves into the correct size for folding into little tamale-packets was the fiddliest part of the preparation. From start to finish, including the steaming, maybe forty-five minutes? I love Nguyen's book so much.
The rest of this post is a placeholder for me talking about Lexx (1997–2002). Rush showed me the first two episodes of the third season tonight. It came up in conversation; somebody thought to check Netflix. Before playing the first one, they warned me that I would hate it: that it takes a second viewing (sometimes of the same episode) for a person to develop any kind of taste for the show and their only explanation for this phenomenon is that in between the two experiences the brain must grow an extra lobe or something in order to process the indescribable weirdness that is any given episode of Lexx.
I loved the first episode I saw, but I also love Barbarella (1968) and M. John Harrison's Kefahuchi Tract and there is nothing wrong at all with Nigel Bennett in a long black coat with a lip ring, I am just saying.
I loved the second episode, too.
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The rest of this post is a placeholder for me talking about Lexx (1997–2002). Rush showed me the first two episodes of the third season tonight. It came up in conversation; somebody thought to check Netflix. Before playing the first one, they warned me that I would hate it: that it takes a second viewing (sometimes of the same episode) for a person to develop any kind of taste for the show and their only explanation for this phenomenon is that in between the two experiences the brain must grow an extra lobe or something in order to process the indescribable weirdness that is any given episode of Lexx.
I loved the first episode I saw, but I also love Barbarella (1968) and M. John Harrison's Kefahuchi Tract and there is nothing wrong at all with Nigel Bennett in a long black coat with a lip ring, I am just saying.
I loved the second episode, too.
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(2) Andrea Nguyen's Asian Tofu (which soon also will)
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Yay! So the cult grows.
(2) Andrea Nguyen's Asian Tofu (which soon also will)
It's a brilliant book. I've cooked out of it less than
[edited for superfluous adverb]
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Er, the real danger is covering the pages with rice flour, tofu liquid, and random spices.
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If you make the kitsune udon before I do, please report back: it's one of the recipes I've had my eye on. Also the cashew and cardamom fudge, the okara donuts, the fermented tofu and grilled lemongrass goat, for some reason the chilled tofu with crunchy sardines (it looks texturally interesting), and the savory kelp relish. I would like sometime to try the mock eel for myself;
Oh, what the hell, I'd cook most things Nguyen suggested, if only to see how they work out.
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It does that.
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I'm impressed by the worldbuilding and the character work after only two episodes, when reasonably I should be saying things like, "Giant bug spaceship. Moth breeders. Fire planet. Water planet. Atmospheric vortex what? THOSE GUYS ON THE CONVEYOR BELT WITH HOOKS IN THEIR HEADS." I used to see trailers for it on the Sci-Fi Channel (when it still was the Sci-Fi Channel) when I was watching Babylon 5 and it never looked interesting enough to be worth trying, much less completely batshit insane.
I might have been a wee bit obsessed with Kai and his song (and his voice, yum) when I first watched this show; the male choir version that serves as the opening theme is particularly awesome, but lots of different other versions turn up as the episodes proceed.
I like Kai immensely. I also like Xev and Stanley, which means this show is about three hundred percent ahead of most series in the protagonist department for me. (I don't like the robot head, but I don't think anyone is supposed to.) But the different shades of Kai's deadpan are a thing of beauty and the fact he doesn't look like a complete and utter twit with that hairstyle is possibly the most badass thing about him. And he's pretty much introduced in this season base-jumping from non-geosynchronous orbit, so he has a pretty high bar to live up to.
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... their only explanation for this phenomenon is that in between the two experiences the brain must grow an extra lobe or something in order to process the indescribable weirdness that is any given episode of Lexx.
I think they might be onto something there. I saw bits of Lexx when it came on after Farscape, and could never quite decide what to think of it. That said, the theme song* has shown up in my dreams a couple of times.
Any road, I'm glad you're enjoying the show.
*The Brunnen-G war song, or whatever it's actually called.
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Frankly, I'm on a ten-day course of antibiotics; I expect to feel awful until one morning I wake up and don't. But I am hoping the infection clears, which would go a long way toward that possibility.
The Brunnen-G war song, or whatever it's actually called.
I don't know that it has another name. I asked
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Hearing you talk in comments about the recipe book, it may be a little over my head. I would still be interested in checking it out sometime though. Thanks so much for going into detail.
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If you cook even a little, I don't think it would be over your head; it's a very forgiving and very informative book of recipes. You can learn as you go along. The tofu-making tutorial at the front is not compulsory, it just looks like a lot of fun. The most daunting thing about the tofu steamed in banana leaves was procuring the banana leaves in the first place, and we got ours from Market Basket.
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ETA Oh my gosh! My local branch has it! This is awesome. Thank you so much.
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You're very welcome! I'm glad your library has the right approach to cooking. Let me know how it goes!
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The absurdism reminded me, and the level of casual body horror (enacted or implied: the moth breeders), and a lot of the ways in which the science works without anyone really bothering to poke at it. The organic tech is disturbing and Stanley, who as far as I can tell doesn't . Fire and Water never seem to have developed conventional spaceflight because with that weird umbilicus of atmosphere they don't need it: just airships to send raiding parties from one world to the other. I just felt like you could stick Stanley and Ed Chianese in a bar somewhere and they would share a lot of the same wrongheaded philosophies about what went wrong with their lives. Xev with her splice of lizard DNA and sexual hard-coding could almost certainly find someone to talk to in Saudade.
Nigel Bennett is great as Prince.
I imprinted on him in Forever Knight. He's not erasing my memories of LaCroix here, but he's encouraging my belief that I should watch him do anything, including just talk.