Sunday 30 November 2008

World Tour of Australia, 2008

Here are our tour dates:
20th December - Depart Indianapolis 5.32 pm
Miss plane in Chicago, stay in Chicago until 21st
Miss second plane
Lose suitcases
23rd December - Arrive Sydney, 8 am; pm go shopping for clothes
25th December - Xmas dinner chez Best
27th December - EtOH sampling with UNSW chemists
28th December - Picnic at Euroka Clearing
30th December - pm Visit Lisa
31st December - 4pm-Midnight, Fireworks on Sydney Harbour
1st January - Canberra
2nd-4th January - Mollymook
6th January - City
7th January - Bushwalk at Wentworth Falls; dinner at Aunty Kath's
10th January - Depart Sydney 3.15 pm (via LA and Chicago); Arrive Indianapolis 11.36 pm


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Thursday 27 November 2008

Thanksgiving 2008

This year, was my 4th Thanksgiving and the 3rd that I cooked myself. And this Thanksgiving had a "when in Rome..." theme.

That is to say I relented. Not only did I make the stuffing in a casserole dish, I also made that abominable mashed sweet-potato and marshmallow casserole. Actually, it wasn't all that bad. The nutmeg goes as well with sweet potato as it does with pumpkin. It just doesn't belong with the main course. After some umming and erring I decided to serve it with the turkey, à l'americain, but I wished I'd saved it for dessert. But I think the pumpkin pie my Canadian friend brought was better.

Apart from my own Thanksgiving Dinner at lunchtime, I was invited for a pot-luck Thanksgiving Dinner that night with various students from the HPS dept. When I saw that there was no time overlap I was sorely tempted to try to make both but then I remembered how it worked out for the Vicar of Dibley and I thought better of it. (This is a whole episode, don't click if you have download limits to worry about.)

Tuesday 25 November 2008

Thanksgiving Traditions

I know I've mentioned some American Thanksgiving traditions before but I keep learning more.

I did describe in some detail the combination of sweet potatoes and marshmallows. It's common enough here in Indiana that the supermarkets put out marshmallows and brown sugar in the vege section next to the sweet potatoes for everyone's convenience. A friend of mine who's lived in LA and Boston assures me that this in not just a Mid-West novelty dish, it can be found all over the states. I'm considering making that recipe this year, just to see what it's like. We'll have people over so if it's disgusting, Cindy and I won't have to eat it all ourselves.

I've also mentioned turduckens. Looking back to my first Thanksgiving, what's more interesting is Cameron's comment:
I want to try some turducken! If and when I come over to Indiana, I have to try it out. It's like baconated grapefruit or some other 'antichrist' of vegetarians. I can see them crossing themselves right now.
I might just hold him to that! (Cameron, the rule is that vegans are allowed to eat meat if they're in a different area code.)

But I don't think I've ever mentioned just how Americans cook their turkeys. This photo was taken at our local K-Mart but turkey deep-friers can also be bought in supermarkets along with 4 US gallon (15 L) bottles of oil. They put them out a few weeks before, next to the turkeys.

Now the New York Times is reporting that this might not be such a good idea. If the fat doesn't kill you through a heart-attack, it might just burn you to death:
The turkey fryers — which combine gallons of boiling oil, open propane gas fires and often unstable frames — can easily become flame throwers, fire safety experts say.

Because of the number of fires and burns, national fire safety groups essentially urge people not to fry turkeys. The city’s Fire Department has issued a warning about turkey fryers. And Underwriters Laboratories, a nonprofit group that gives safety certifications for everything from hair dryers to space heaters, has refused to put its UL safety mark on any turkey deep fryer.
I think I'll stick to the oven when I cook mine this Thursday.

And my anecdote for this week isn't picking on United Statesians (for a change) but a different breed of North American. I was discussing Thanksgiving with a pair of Canadians. They have an earlier date for their Thanksgiving up there, because the climate is colder so the harvest comes earlier but everything else is the same. So one of them asked me, 'What do you do for Thanksgiving in Australia?'
'We cook an emu,' I replied, straight-faced. And they believed me!

But when I mentioned this to Cindy, she asked, 'Well, why don't you?' In France they always eat exotic birds at Xmas (pheasant, goose, capon etc.) and everyone knows about emu farming, so it just seemed logical to her that we should at least eat emus at Xmas. I prefer the light meat of the turkey so I think I'd rather stick to tradition than eat patriotically.

Addendum
Tonight at French table I asked a couple of Americans what their favourite Thanksgiving dishes were.
One (West Virginia) replied that she loves stuffing, particularly with lots of dried fruit. So I checked and she confirmed that her stuffing never actually goes in the bird. (It's not sheer laziness, apparently they're all terrified of salmonella poisoning.) In fact, I think I'm yet to meet an American who does stuff their stuffing; in another generation no one will know why it's called "stuffing"!

The other (Michigan) said it was sweet potatoes. So I asked her about the marshmallow abomination. She said she didn't like them with marshmallows herself because she doesn't have much of a sweet tooth. Instead, she likes them sprinkled with brown sugar and cinnamon! No, that's not a sweet tooth at all! On the other hand, this same girl told us that her grandmother's recipe for apple pie called for a cheddar crust. At first I thought I had misheard but, no, in that family at least they really put cheese in the crusts of their apple pies.

Thursday 20 November 2008

Snow

It's definitely cold here now. On Monday I put on my big coat before leaving for class and when I got outside I realised it was snowing. Just a few grains, which melted as soon as they hit the ground. But it was definitely snow. I phoned Cindy to tell her to look out the window, so she'd think to take a beanie, as I hadn't. That wasn't really necessary as she puts on mittens and a warm hat at the drop of one.

I'm about to leave for class now. I see that it's snowing again today. Lighter feathery flakes today. I guess they'll be prettier to walk through but I doubt they'll be any less cold.

Friday 14 November 2008

Labyrinthitis

Monday I woke up feeling strange. The night before I felt a bit dizzy before going to bed. I assumed it was over-tiredness but I woke up still dizzy. Assuming it was a middle ear infection I went to the doctor. He couldn't see anything and my eustation tubes were clear so apparently it was a mild case of labyrinthitis. (He also tested to see if I'd had a stroke, which I hadn't, and the nurse said I had excellent blood pressure.)

It went away completely later that afternoon so I wasn't too worried. But then it came back again for a few hours today. It's not serious (nothing like what Erin had) but I'm hoping that it's not going to keep recurring because it's difficult to teach when every turn of the head makes you feel like you're on a rollercoaster.

Pushing the Envelope

Not as many interesting interesting misunderstandings from the Americans in my French class this week. We were translating a play from English into French. First they read through it in awful English accents while our English lecturer grinned and bore the mockery. When we got to translating the word "bloody" the American presenting said, "And I know from talking to English people that that's a very strong swear-word."
I contradicted him, "Not really. It is a swear word - unlike "damn" - but it's not a strong one."
The lecturer half backed me up, "Well my brother once got his mouth washed out with soap for saying 'bloody' but it's not the worst of words."
I can't wait to tell them about how Australians use the word "bugger"!

Then later in the class I noticed that the lecturer was disagreeing with all the students' ideas on how to translate "quite". Seeing the problem I gently explained to her why she wasn't getting through to them, "In American, 'quite' is always as an intensifier, even if in normal English we use it to tone down a claim."
People started muttering and the teacher chuckled at my choice of words. I just said, "Sorry, Standard English."
To which she cautioned, "We need to be a little careful here."
I don't think any Americans heard me ask, "What, I'm not supposed to call it patois americain?"

The only other thing of note was the use of a French word - chiant. I was a little proud of being able to incorporate some slang that I had learnt in passing, without having to look it up. But when it came time to discuss the translation in class, the teacher said, "You definitely couldn't use chiant there. It's far too vulgar."
I felt like exclaiming, "Then why does my girlfriend always say it to me?"