This, I think, is really interesting. A work bicycle of yesterday being built again for today. I originally came across this at Bike Hugger, and apparently it is being built for Nella Cutlery by Winter Bicycles. I’m old enough to remember–when I was a little boy–the vegetable hucksters coming around (by truck not bike) and shouting their arrival with their distinctive call, and the egg man and milkman, too. And later, when I spent a brief period in the French Quarter of New Orleans during the mid-1980’s there was still a guy who would come around (again, by truck) and shouting his arrival and cooks and housewives would come out to have their knives sharpened on the back of his truck. Anyhow, I think this is pretty cool. Many of you know that I work as a professional cook, that’s all I’ve ever done. And some days when it gets crazy hot and busy I fantasize about doing something else…working for myself out of doors in the summer instead of facing a blazing stove. Well…Ahh, it’s good to have fantasies I suppose. I don’t know how easy it would be to support one’s self financially grinding knives on a bicycle, nor am I sure how many people would actually use the service. But if you’re ever in your house and hear someone yelling in the street…the knife man is here to sharpen your knives, l’uomo coltello è qui, el hombre cuchillo está aquí, l’homme couteau est ici…bring your knives and scissors out to be sharpened…it may just be me.
The Toa of Pug
If you’ve been to this blog before you likely know a few things about me…and one of them is that I am owned by two pugs. I know, I know…if you are not a “dog person” you may find it a bit annoying to see pictures of dogs. And I’m wondering when I turned into one of “those people”…those people that post pictures of their dogs. Anyhow, sorry but I can’t help myself. They are such an incredible breed…some say big dogs trapped in little dog’s bodies. The above photos I snapped today and the below one last week. It’s interesting (in the above photos) how serious Franklin looks (upper left photo); he is the happy-go-lucky one; Maxwell is the more serious and alpha of the two. In the bottom photo it was something like 90F outside and we went for a walk..to their dismay the walk ended at the veterinarian’s office…
Things That Can be Carried on a Bike (#452)
Groceries, sundries, and cleaning supplies in three plastic crates from four separate stores.
Beauty and Beasts…six photos of nature in contrast
Things That Can be Carried on a Bike (#451)
Five Photos of Summer
Clams Casino Recipe
This is a really simple and delicious recipe if you enjoy clams (as I do), and if you don’t mind some extra cholesterol in your diet…everything in moderation, right? I wish I could follow my own advice. The beauty of these is that they can be made in advance and just pop them in the oven when friends or guests arrive; they can also be frozen. Anyhow, the recipe is below.
I Ate My Front Yard for Dinner…at least some of it
As many of you know from reading this blog, about 10 years ago I tore op my teeny front lawn to plant vegetables and have never looked back. It gets the best sun and I realized that I would much rather grow and pick vegetables than I would grow and cut grass. I eventually started a small garden in the back of the house as well but the front garden always seems to do a little better. And this year I am surprised–but mostly pleased–at how well both gardens are doing (I re-fertilized the soil this year). It’s doing so well that some things have come to fruition already…not all but some. And so I picked some vegetables and cooked them in oil and garlic (aglio e olio) and tossed them with pasta. And while I was meandering through my tiny front yard garden–with glass of red wine in hand (the neighbors are used to me by now)–and lifting leaves to see whats under them, I couldn’t help but think of this article I read today and how ridiculous it is that some cities are not allowing a beautiful garden like this to exist. My mother, who came of age during WW II, told me that when she was young these city gardens–front and back–were called victory gardens. Growing your own food is a part of all of our past–whether you live in the city or country–and it’s likely part of our future. The catch phrase today seems to be eat or shop local. I’ll take it a step further and say this…grow it just outside your house and cook it where it grows. You can’t get any more local than that. I’ll get off my little vegetable crate now.
Baba Ghanouj and Hummus…two similar recipes but uniquely different
A View from My Handlebars (five photos of Delaware Park)
Yesterday, after rushing around a hot kitchen and facing a stove for much of the day, I was happy to have the evening off with such wonderful weather. I was on the Mundo and had to run a few errands so I took a shortcut (read, long-cut) through Delaware Park to make the ride a bit more enjoyable. Delaware Park was designed by Frederick Law Olmsted and is part of the Olmsted Parks Conservancy. It is such a gem–an oasis–in the midst of the city. I can only hope that it’s what Mr. Olmsted had in mind when he originally designed it. The image directly below is not of the park proper, it’s Lincoln Pkwy which leads into the park. What a lovely ride. Anyhow, after doing my errands and on the way home I skirted the edge of the park and snapped the bottom photo…sunset overlooking the Black Rock section of Buffalo. It was hot yesterday and I was surprised how warm it still was as the sun was setting. And as I was pedaling and coasting home, admiring the beautiful sunset, a car slowed and someone yelled out the window for me to “get the f#%k outta the way.” I kept pedaling and coasting. And after my anger at this person dissipated all I could think was what a better mood he likely would have been in if he were pedaling and coasting on a bike on such a lovely evening. Anyhow, click any photo for a larger view.
Food for Thought (a pro-bike post)
I found these images at various locations with a simple Google search. As many of you know I’ve been car-lite for years and am recently car-free. It’s interesting that I’ve been without a car for nearly two months and I barely notice it (this winter will be the true test). And I realize that if you are reading this blog I am likely “preaching to the choir,” but I found these images interesting and thought I’d share. Peace.
Things That Can be Carried on a Bike (#450)
A commercial size roll of plastic wrap (18″ x 2000′), a 5lb bag of whole wheat flour, and a canvas book bag containing–among other things–a book, a journal, a small magazine, and an extra camera.
Four Vegetables Growing in My Front Yard
Things That Can be Carried on a Bike (#449), a View from My Handlebars, and a Couple Comments
(above photo) A nylon gym bag full of wet clothes, and a BikeRev trailer containing slightly more than $50 in groceries.
(below photo) I was on my way home this evening from the health club and grocery store and the weather was just perfect…not-too-hot, not-too-cool, brilliant sun, and not a cloud in the sky. After this past week of mostly rain and then humid weather this was truly welcome. I spent my day rushing around a hot kitchen and it felt really good to be out in the fresh air. In the below picture I was waiting at a traffic light. I was facing west and the sun hung low because it was mid-evening. The traffic light seemed especially long. So as I stood there straddling my bike I squinted through the sun and watched two planes travel through the sky (visible in the picture) knowing I will be on one in a couple weeks. The warmth of the sun was on my face and a slight breeze was to my back. I also thought, as I waited for the light to change, that I haven’t had a car in nearly two months and I’ve barely noticed it. At that moment there was nowhere else I wanted to be.
How to Candy a Kumquat and other Fruits
This is a basic recipe that can be used for nearly any hearty citrus fruit. You simply simmer the fruit in a basic simple syrup for a few minutes and allow it to cool. It turns even the most bitter or sour fruit into something soft and sweet…once cooked you eat not just the fruit’s innards but its skin and rind as well. The once sour and bitter fruit can be nibbled as is, or used as an elegant dessert garnish. And a bi-product is that you’ll also have a delicious flavored syrup. This is recipe equally good with sliced lemons, limes, or even grapefruit…but other unripe fruits–such as peaches or pears–are delicious as well (they just need a bit more care lest the fruit breaks apart during cooking. Left in the syrup the fruit will keep for weeks in the refrigerator…that’s if you don’t eat it first.
2 cups sugar
1 cup water
4 cups kumquats, sliced lengthwise
Combine the sugar and water together in a heavy sauce-pot. Mix it to dissolve the sugar, then bring it to a boil and cook the sugar for a couple minutes. Add the kumquats, bring them to a boil, then lower the heat to a simmer. Cook the kumquats for 5 or 10 minutes. Transfer to a bowl and refrigerate until chilled.
Things That Can be Carried on a Bike (#448)…plus Dominic and his Dog
On the bike (above)…an antique oak table.
About the below photo…Generally speaking the Things That Can be Carried on a Bike series are pictures of things that I carry on my bike. But sometimes I photograph other people carrying things with bikes that I find interesting. The below photo is one of them. That’s Dominic and his dog (sorry…can’t remember the dog’s name). I was unstrapping the above table from my bike when I saw Dominic and his dog coming down the street and stop at a neighbor’s house. I asked if I could take their picture and he said yes. His dog, which looked to be not tethered, just laid there and smiled. Dominic told me all he has to do is ask him if he wants to go for a ride and he hops on the trailer. He also told me they rode in from South Buffalo, which is nearly ten miles from where the picture was taken. Nice.
Five Photos of Buildings and Sky
These were taken over two days. The top and bottom were taken today, and the middle three were shot yesterday. What a difference a day makes. Today there was nary a cloud in the sky and yesterday it rained for most of the day. The clouds broke just before sunset yesterday and it had the perfect conditions for color and depth. The way the setting sun shone on the backs of the clouds was amazing. And today brilliantly blue sky, not a cloud. Nice.
Two Chilled Soups
Five Quotes from Ray Bradbury
“Love. Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love, and love what you write. The key word is love. You have to get up in the morning and write something you love, something to live for.”
“Stuff your eyes with wonder, live as if you’d drop dead in ten seconds. See the world. It’s more fantastic than any dream made or paid for in factories.”
“There are worse crimes than burning books. One of them is not reading them.”
“Living at risk is jumping off the cliff and building your wings on the way down.”
“If you don’t like what you’re doing, then don’t do it.”
Okay, three more…
“We are the miracle of force and matter making itself over into imagination and will. Incredible. The Life Force experimenting with forms. You for one. Me for another. The Universe has shouted itself alive. We are one of the shouts.”
“You can’t try to do things; you simply must do them.”
“We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out.”
More in the Five Quotes series here.
Things That Can be Carried on a Bike (#447) and a View from My Handlebars
On the bike…A cardboard box containing a dozen eggs, a half-gallon of milk, a half gallon of orange juice, and a small canvas bag that contains–among other things–a book, a magazine, and a camera. And on the rear rack, two bags of dog food; 4 lbs, each.
Below is a picture of what I saw over my handlebars as I rode home this evening…what a beautiful evening. I worked a double shift today (Okay, only a shift-and-a-half, but it was spread out over the coarse of the day), nonetheless, I faced a stove in a stuffy kitchen for the better part of the day. And for me being able to get our of work, hop on a bike, and slowly pedal home on such a lovely evening is…well, just a really nice perk. Bikes are more than a recreational toy, and they are certainly more than a means of getting from point A to point B…to me, they can also be a form of therapy, both physical and emotional. I’m just saying…
























































