10-10-13 Color – 2nd Place

I thought I would show you the shots that finished second in my personal color competition. This will give you the chance to nod your head sagely and say, “He made the right choices” or to shake your heads and go “What an idiot. Doesn’t even know his own work.”

Red – Tomato

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Green – Hudson River just below Henderson LakeJourney's End_Source of the Hudson

 

Blue -Sunrise over the Hudson – Saugerties Lighthouse

 

Yellow – Peppers at the greenmarket

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White – Blizzard (same day and path as yesterday)

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Have at it!

 

9-24-13 An Evening Alone – Canning Time

Unusually for an evening I had the apartment to myself. Before turning on the TV and reveling in my choices, I turned on the music and reveled in my choices while canning the first Kathy Gunst Roast Tomatoes of the season. Long time readers of the Quotidian Hudson know that this is something I do every year around now. I love her recipe for Roasting Tomatoes and love to can them to have when February through July rolls around.

I have been doing this long enough that I have made some adaptations to the recipe but this link is to the original recipe I used. (If anyone had any fantasy that I regard myself as a cook, this should dispel that idea. What cook doesn’t put their adaptations front and center? Nope, I am a technician with a palate).

Kathy Gunst: End-of-the-Season Roasted Tomato Sauce

Prepped and into the oven

Prepped and into the oven

First Batch

First Batch

A bit of the musical accompaniment.

10-8-12

Something new for me…a re-post from last Columbus Day.

I had to add a new photo but basically I am just trying to follow the journey from there to here. Plus I really like this post from last year…and if you are not familiar with Mary Black do listen to the song.

Below you see the state of preserving so far. More to come…

Better keep your distance from this whale
Better keep your boat from going astray
Find yourself a partner and treat them well
Try to give them shelter night and day
‘Cause here in this blue light
Far away from the fireside
Things can get twisted and crazy and crowded
You can’t even feel right

So you dream of Columbus
Ever time the panic starts
You dream of Columbus
With your maps and your beautiful charts
You dream of Columbus
With an ache in your traveling heart

See how the cormorant swoops and dives
Must be some thrill to go that deep
Down to the basement of this life
Down to where the mermaid gently sleeps
Not like here in this blue light
Far away from the fireside
Where things can get twisted and haunted and crowded
You can’t even feel alright

So you dream of Columbus
Ever time the panic starts
You dream of Columbus
With your maps and your beautiful charts
You dream of Columbus
With an ache in your traveling heart

And as tide must ebb and flow
I am dragged down under
And I wait the livelong day
For an end to my hunger

So I dream of Columbus
Every time that the panic starts
I dream of Columbus
With my maps and my beautiful charts
I dream of Columbus
And there’s peace in a traveling heart
I dream of Columbus

Noel Brazil

So, like clockwork, 14 days and I find myself by this pier again.

Hollywood sequelitist I guess.

This time I shot the pilings from Pier 54. Down the road I think the city has big plans for Pier 54 but for now it just juts out into the river and is used as a dog walking, jogging area, as well as hosting occasional celebrations, the largest being a dance during Gay Pride week.

There are a lot of these old abandoned pilings/piers on the river but this has always been my favorite on the NYC side.  It has a spooky, historic, feel that many of the others do not and while it speaks of change and decay, it also speaks of permanence, at least long enough for a full human lifetime…

I hope you enjoy this brilliant performance by Mary Black of the words at the top of the post.

Mary Black – Columbus

9-8-12 Salsa!

Tornadoes hit Brooklyn and Queens yesterday…Toto, I really don’t believe we’re in Kansas anymore…so what’s a boy to do?  Stay inside and make some salsa! (Recipe adapted from Eugenia Bone and her totally wonderful book “WELL-PRESERVED“.

Start with high quality tomatillos from the Farmer’s Market (some are from Union Square and some from the Columbia market)…

A quick blanch, then, chop and into the pot…

Then check out the chile supply…we have a number of good-looking chiles from the market…

The question, of course, is which ones to use today.

This looks like a goodly group…

While briefly roasting, chop up your onions and some garlic cloves…

into the pot with them…de-skin the chiles, – depending on your point of view and desired heat, keep or remove the seeds, – chop and into the pot…add the lemon juice and salt (not shown) boil gently for 15-20 minutes and then into the water bath for 15 minutes of vigorous boiling followed by 5 minutes of cool down…and if all your jars seal properly…

Up onto the shelf…see you in a couple of months.

7-6-12 Canning And So Forth

The Greenmarket had a canning demonstration today. I spoke a bit with the young chef, Robin Puskas, leading the demo…

and later when i was home took a count. We have put up 5 pints of pickled Ramps (doesn’t include the two that did not seal properly that we were forced to eat already) , 13 Pints of pickled Asparagus (doesn’t include the one that didn’t seal and the two given away to Jenna and David, and Roy and Anne) 3 Pints and 20 half pints of sour cherries (great for Manhattans on cold winter nights and on ice cream and cakes),  a pint and a half of pickled green beans (FYI: we water bath can since we have a tiny kitchen) and 5 quarts of frozen strawberries.  We have also started our annual Rumtopf. Long way to go yet but a good beginning…

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7/6/11

An offering to the gods?

4-25-12 Three Days

Abigail is going on a three day school kayak trip with 11 other kids in her grade tomorrow.  They kayak the Hudson and start out near Beacon.  It is part of their Experiential Education class. She claims to not be looking forward to it (which is probably true as the weather is supposed to be bleeh at best) but I suspect, in the end she will enjoy it.

However, that meant that the early morning, late afternoon and late night, were filled with, ” I need…” and “Where did we put…” and “I forgot…” so there was not a lot of time to get out and shoot.

I decide to try an interior still life that covered the last three days of kitchen fun…

Pickled ramps and sourdough. The ramps in red were blanched and preserved in red wine vinegar bath (red wine/sugar/water) with a garlic clove, red pepper flakes/sour salt added to the jar. The ramps in white were brined and preserved in a white wine vinegar bath (sugar/fennel seed/coriander seed/ dried red chiles/) with sour salt added to the jar.

Three evenings play.

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4/25/11

One days work

7-30-11 Weak At The Knees

While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer’s pride, security
It blows the minds most bitterly
For them that think death’s honesty
Won’t fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes
Must get lonely.

My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards
False gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say okay, I have had enough
What else can you show me ?

And if my thought-dreams could been seen
They’d probably put my head in a guillotine
But it’s alright, Ma, it’s life, and life only.

Bob Dylan

Spent much of the day throwing bread

and canning the first tomatoes of the season.

  Headed out to meet Katherine at the Dog Run Cafe…

then to the river and a little shooting before going to Brooklyn for dinner with friends.

It was a truly beautiful day

People were sunning themselves and sitting on all the sewage overflow runs and just exploring the banks

While I was there my phone rang with Abigail’s ringtone.  I knew that could not be good since the camp doesn’t let them use their phones unless they are in their bunks.

Sure enough, she has dislocated  her left patella and will be in a brace and on crutches for at least two and possibly up to six weeks. Did I mention the camp has a lot of hills? Argh!