You say thin slices of pork -- I had a friend who raised a couple of pigs, who ate naturally. When he got the bacon back from the butcher, it was thin -- but it didn't shrink as he cooked it, and ended up the same size as store-bought bacon. Is yours like that?
Kim C,
No, this is a shoulder cut, about 1/4" thick each slice. Not cured.
Well, the best recipe involving Fava Beans does require a bit of nice chianti and some liver from one's SGA (Soylent Green Association) share. SGAs harvest locally and keep overcrowding down 
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Seriously the Cabbage, Beet, and Onion Earlyish Summer Simmer sounds yummy.
looks wonderful. superb.
except of course for the projectile diarrhea part. lord that sucks. i get attacks of that from time to time. one of my physical memories of southeast asia. there's bugs in them jungles folks ain't never seen.
the simmer/salad looks divine!
MinstrelBoy,
Thanks, that shot was taken before I stirred the herbs/frondage in and put the lid on for the final 20 minutes. :D
Want.fava.beans.
Please send over Mr. Ramsey when you're done with him. 
More hot, uncensored, amateur food porn:
(dedicated to HER HIGH HOLINESS MISTRESS JEN)
I, and a few of my friends walked into a Thai restaurant Sunday afternoon. The place was mostly empty, with a couple and their two children at one booth, and two Asian waitresses, one short and skinny, with some skin showing around a tight waist and wearing tight jeans, and the other, a little heavier, and with a cute smile. About ten minutes in, the kinky side of my brain kicked in as the wife knelt to deal with a kid.
I imagined myself bending her over the seat divider in the booths, right next to her husband, with one hand tangled in her hair mashing her face down into the Dark Curlyish Bronze Oakleaf Lettuce of some Sort facing her husband as the other was at her hip stroking her nice tight yet smallish head of cabbage, unconcerned with her needs, only seeing to mine. Her husband would stroke his Fava Beans as he watched his wife cry and moan, begging to be treated like a Summer Savory with little Flowers on It. After I was done, I would withdraw, my BIG country loaf of pepper from her, and he would stand up, spank her twice, his hand in her little lavender crotini pushing down roughly, with her begging him to slam her with his Huge-leaf Italian parsley.
Afterwards, I tottered over to the table where my friends sat, and ordered the skinny waitress to lick my .5 lbs organic beef liverwurst in a tube thingie clean, and to just suck my FAT bunch of little yellow, white, and purple carrots through the rest of the dinner, while the other served food. After the plates were delivered, one of my friends pushed her jeans down and climbed up on the divider, her back against the wall, each foot on a table as she pulled the wife's head cruelly back making eye contact as the other waitress scooted forward and wordlessly plunging her face into her 9 big peaches.
I saw this and pulled the skinny one off my nice head radicchio, and said, "You have a Small bag of snow peas and 1 lb. yellow fresh wax beans I haven't yet christened. Which one do you want me to do first?"
She replied, "My Sugar Snap Peas! Snap them, please!" as she feverishly skimmed her pants off. I would bend her over the table and pour my food over her back, licking and sucking the food off of her as I savored the scent of her "Frere Fumant" smoked cheese...
-to be continued
Oh dear - nothing more miserable than food poisoning. Glad you are on the mend. I love the sound of the cream cheese and parsley sandwich. Maybe I'll make one too.
I made a great almond/orange tart with cherries in it today - very simple, and I think it would be terrific with plums and/or peaches. It'll be posted tomorrow.
Doc Bopper,
SUPERB comment. I hereby dedicate my batch of sweet and sour peach, plum, sugarplum, and cherry chutney to YOU.
:D
Doc...
You Goddamned gastronomic lunatic!
Do you have any idea how hard it is to wipe every drop of nearly stifled, sprayed spittle off an LCD screen?
Do you?
I swear, I oughtta kick you square in your bag of snow peas!
Jen. thanks for sharing all this. it is great. frankly I was sad a bit at netroots, I saw a lot of our own bloggers in the sphere who are not at a good wait or healthy condition. It is really important we do our best to take care of ourselves and others. thanks for your csa posts they are great reminders.
Doc...
You Goddamned gastronomic lunatic!
Do you have any idea how hard it is to wipe every drop of nearly stifled, sprayed spittle off an LCD screen?
Do you?
I swear, I oughtta kick you square in your bag of snow peas!
LowerManhattanite
Watch it Buster!!! My bag of snow peas are the sole property of HER HIGH HOLY SUCCULENCE MISTRESS JEN. HANDS (and feet) OFF!!!!!
LGator,
Let's email offline--part of me is thinking of starting a thread RE health vs. weight. I understand that there is a LOT of "fat bashing" out there but at the same time, a huge number (no pun intended) in our community I think are "analyzing themselves into complacency"--you know, "I'm technically obese but I'm in good health because my X number is this and my Y number is that, and I have joint problems because of Condition Z, etc etc etc."
Now, under the current guidelines, I think too many people are listed as "obese," and BMI is only a very rough rule of thumb.
Still, I'll never forget Gilly going on about how he was "OK, except for his heart." On the books, both he and I were considered overweight--the same kind of overweight--except that I was doing (and still do) shit like vault up 3 flights of steps with a computer monitor (with a duct tape strap) in one hand and a box computer in the other. Before he went into the hospital, Gilly was huffing and puffing to walk two blocks, and a crosstown walk was out of the question.
On the other side of things, when society (and clothing suppliers in particular-special spot in Hell for them) makes being "fit" an almost impossible goal by setting the bar way too high, it's easy to become disincentivized. Back in my underemployment days, I worked out 4 or 5 days a week. Every day that I was at the gym I would do two back-to-back classes and then either a spin class or lift weights. I was at my record low weight and my BMI went down to 18-19. I looked GREAT--visible muscle definition in the arms and legs, and an almost flat belly.
But guess what? I STILL COULD NOT FUCKING FIND CLOTHES THAT FIT. In the old days, most "normal" size lines went up to 16. For the longest time I was a 16. When I was at my thinnest, I was a 14-16 for pants depending on the brand. I STILL had a hard time finding pants that would fit over my curvy hips and muscular butt.
Well, now, most main business lines stop at 14, and forget sexy cute casual clothing. I would LOVE to have a nice pair of jeans from RockPaperScissors but they stop at something like a 10. Anne Taylor stops at 12 now. H&M used to have normal adult sizes but they got rid of their "women's" sizes and their normal sizes stop somewhere between Tiny and Elfin. Much to my bitter disappointment, even DKNY stops at 12-14 now, and are cut for super-skinny models. OTOH most major designers now make a size 0, and some have a 00. Anne Klein now does a 000. Triple zero? WHO THE FUCK IS THAT FOR? A 5-year-old CEO? Also note that categorically, most women's clothing is made like total shit compared to stuff for the boys. All summer long I've been kicking two old pairs of Old Navy cargo shorts--for MEN. I bought them big (hrm, the stores carry up to fucking size 60 (!!) for men....) and belt them up because the alternative is the girl's stuff that is made from sheeting-weight crappy cotton that wrinkles and rides up in a permanent camel toe two seconds after I put them on. But I digress.
In other words, even if I busted my ass at the gym and starved myself, the constant re-tooling of sizes for "nice" clothing in the downward direction and the ghettoization of larger sizes to the back of the store or online (fuck Old Navy for putting their plus sizes online only) I still couldn't wear what I would really like to. It's insane.
More on this later, but you get the jist of the post I'd like to do.
I'd love to do something together on this and I totally agree. I am less worried about our blogosphere friends in terms of weight, or body shape, but more in terms of general health. Too much proccessed food, too little walking and other low impact excise, too many soft drinks, not enough water. Too much hfcs, too little fresh seasonal fruit and vege. TOO TOO TOO many carbs in general. AND the portions are too damn big in almost all restaurants in the USA. Let's talk.
tlg and Jen, if your new thing involves a need for a guinea pig, I'll sign up. lessee; juggling lots of responsibilities, many of which I love? check. reasonably healthy except when I'm not? check. in front of the computer for hours a day? doublecheck. disinclined to take care of myself? check. gym nearby I've yet to join? check. 50+?
'scuse me, gotta drink some water.
what was I saying...oh yeah, Jen, this series is a must-read for me. I'm so not a foodie and very suggestible, so reading your New York take on it all (I miss Duane Reade!) is a good motivator.
and tlg is right about the Netroots. regime change is hard work, so I want to be readier than I am now...
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