Well, that's not quite right...Pen Friend to the rescue!

As I've mentioned previously, there's enough spices in my kitchen/freezer/fridge/pantry/garden to make the Silk Road traders of old quite envious. In fact, my pantry has essentially been converted into my personal apothecary. A buddy of mine loves to stick his head in the cupboards and inhale quite deeply. To be fair, I also huff my spices- but that's because I've had my fair share of blind idiot moments.

I once tried to put  parmesan  cheese in a vaporizer because it looked just like the Morton's salt.
Recently I was making some pan fried taters (I don't use the oven much anymore unless I have a friend/sous chef with me so I don't add more scars to my collection) and they were coming along quite nicely. Until I realized that I hadn't actually grabbed the paprika--which is of course the 'happy spice'. Nope! There was definitely no taste of happiness, as I had grabbed the Cayenne pepper instead. That stuff is a wonderful styptic and I have it all over my house for just that reason, but dammit! It's not the happy spice.

So, I grabbed what I thought was the paprika and added it to the taters. Again, without investigating it like a little raccoon, which I usually do. Well, guess what? That wasn't paprika either! I gave up on that bit before I ended up adding every other type of spice from all corners of the globe, and balanced the flavour out with some basil. The taters came out rather tasty, but they weren't what I had wanted to make in the first place.

And unrelated to spice mix ups, I once tried to pay for some snacks with my library card, along with a whole bunch of other dumb things. But, there is an amazing little gadget called a Pen Friend.
It's made by a British company called RNIB. I was lucky enough to get one from my state's Commission for the Blind. They get limited grants and the Pen Friend isn't cheap.
How does this relate to anything I was just ranting about? Well, lemme tell 'ya all about it!

The Pen Friend is this nifty lil gadget that looks like a cross between one of those big multi ink pens crossed with a microphone. It comes with a set of white labels that you can use to record various things, and there's even a set that you can get that are washable and machine safe so you can label your clothes. It even doubles as a media player, which I use to listen to some of my prayers and meditation music.

The way it works is by storing the information that you record by programming the lables and you can add things to it like a media player by plugging it in to a computer.

Using the labels goes a bit like this: say you have spices or canned goods that you can't tell apart. You simply place the lable on the item and hold the Pen Friend above it. Hit the record button and say what the object is. Once you've labeled everything, just hover the Pen Friend over it and the prerecorded description will play.

The labels are reusable---just peel them off and stick it on to another can of sliced potatoes or whatever you programmed it for. Or, you can just reprogram them by recording over them. I love that thing! You can even colour over them to make them easier to see or help differentiate them from other things you've labeled.

I use it mostly for phone numbers, canned items, and my spices. But, because I couldn't resist, I labeled my friends dog to demonstrate. Hehe

A lovely thing I learned in Holland

A few years ago Awesome Guy and I went to Holland for a big 'ol convention: Dance Fair. He's a music producer and this was quite the big-to-do. So, while he was off giving presentations and schmoozing, I hobnobed a bit myself and then went on a culinary adventure. I'll talk more about the trip in a different post, as we had a great time.

But, as I was hunting down me-friendly-food I was struck by the quality and vibrance of the food. Walking around in the local market was amazing! The vitality of the produce was incredible- and it definitely had an effect on the locals. Everyone was radiating that inner beauty which can only be attained  by consuming top quality  produce, which was EVERYWHERE!

On every table with every meal was a pitcher of water stuffed full of  fresh mint sprigs, and often raspberries as well. Ever since my first sip of it, I have been hooked! There's frequently a pitcher of the stuff in my fridge since then. I highly recommend it! Here's how to do it and also a bonus infused water recipe that I learned about from my local hospital:

Mint infused water from Holland

Get a big 'ol pitcher of water and fill it with as much fresh mint sprigs as possible. Refrigerate until infused.

Raspberry infused water from Holland

Add as many raspberries (lightly rinsed) as possible to a pitcher of water. Refrigerate until infused.

You may even get a pitcher going with raspberries and mint, which is also  divine!


BONUS RECIPE!!!

Follow the above directions, but use cinnamon sticks and cantaloupe for the infused water.

The great thing is that you can get several pitchers out of one batch by just adding more water


Since experiencing the mint raspberry water, I am seldom without a pitcher of it ...or two.

ENJOY!

The secret to a great Ruben

I have an unusual talent for making damned good approximations of cheap Chinese takeaway and the  coronary special from your local greasy spoon. I make said food for carnivores and vegans alike, and boy do I make a damn good Ruben.

The secret is in the sauce for sure and I get the best results from using the veganaise pesto mayo. Here's the recipe, feel free to make yours with critters:

Kick ass Ruben

Get yo'self two slices of some good kosher rye bread. Spread some butter or equivalent (earth balance) on both sides. Place in a pan until golden brown.* Flip 'em and add sauce on one side, cheese or equivalent on the other side, then load up on light life bacon (that you pre-cooked), and some sauerkraut. Assemble the sandwich. Heat on either side until golden brown, warm throughout, and nice and melty.
If it's done on both sides but not gooey yet, pop it in the microwave until the cheese melts.

* About now is the time to make the sauce:

Pesto mayo (or plain)
Ketchup
Relish

'New pain' and definitions

Just came back from an appointment with some folks at the pain management center at my local hospital. I actually saw the PA, so I listed it as 'New Pain and friends' on my calendar. The PA was great, and although I left without chemical enhancement, this was the first time I came away from a visit with hopes of an actual plan. That was awesome.

It seems like there's two extremes with such appointments-- either a big'ol script or lots of eval only to be shuffled off to somebody else. Then it's pretty much wash, rinse, and repeat. I frakking hate that! I get it if you don't want to send me on my chemically-enhanced-merry-way. I also get that I'm a complex case. Furthermore more, I understand the restrictions put on pain meds and the fact that they can burn out your dopamine receptors over time. I like those receptors and want to preserve them as much as possible.

 This visit was so refreshing because there was a mutual understanding of what may help, what has helped, and what needs to happen to have a plan in place. We also discussed what my options are if the plan needs to be adapted and what limitations I might face from their end. This office is willing to send out notes to my other docs so that nobody is left with their dicks in the wind.

One of the things we discussed was Topomax. I have been on it in the past, but had to d/c it because it made me wig out. There was another med that helped with that problem, but my insurance no longer covers it and the black market won't take my kidney.  I'm glad it came up though, since I may end up on it again at some point and wanted to know more about managing that side effect. The conversation went something like this:

New pain PA: So, was one of the medications you tried in the past Topomax?
Me: Yes, but it made me hardcore wig out.
PA: Like, anxiety? Or any racing thoughts?
Me: It made me extremely irrational.
PA: Gotcha...umm I'm just trying to think of the best way to put that in my notes...
Me: Batshit?
PA: (giggling) Yeah. In medical speak