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Mother’s Day Dinner

Yesterday, I helped my brother-in-law Richard prepare a fancy mother’s

day dinner for Mom, my sister Eileen (mother of 2 little boys with a

third on the way) and Dad’s sister Autnie Beth, who has done so much

babysitting for two generations of deVillas that she counts as a mom.

Richard, whom I suspect is a frustrated restaurateur, planned and printed out menus while I played the role of dutiful sous-chef.

Dinner started with scallops on a bed of mâche with three dipping sauces:

  • A raspberry sauce, garnished with fresh raspberries
  • Balsamic raspberry vinaigrette
  • Homemade mango relish (see the recipe below)

I prepared the mango relish and plated the appetizer; Richard

sautéed the scallops. The photo below shows the dishes just before we

put the scallops on top of the mâche:

Photo: Scallop dish Rochard and I prepared for Mother's Day 2005.

We then moved to the main course, which consisted of:

  • Grilled prime rib
  • Risotto ai Quattro Formaggi
  • Grilled red bell peppers
  • Grilled asparagus

For wine, we had a viognier that Richard picked out. It was really good, and I’ll have to bug him for the name.

For dessert, a tarte (whose name also escapes me) from Richard’s and Eileen’s favourite patisserie and caffes lattes which my nephews Aidan and Nicholas made (with a little assitance from Eileen).

After dessert, I called Wendy’s mom, because she is, as far as I’m concerned, my mom too.

It was an absolutely delicious meal. I’d like to thank Richard for

planning the whole thing and inviting me to join in and to congratulate

Mom, Eileen, Auntie Beth and Wendy’s mom — happy mother’s day, ladies!

Mango Relish Recipe

This recipe is simple, but labour intensive. The ingredients are:

  • 3 mangoes, ripe but firm
  • 1 large vidalia onion
  • ¼ cup white wine vinegar
  • ¼ cup extra virgin olive oil

Chop the mangoes as finely as you can without their turning into

mush. Chop the onion finely. Blend the chopped mangoes, chopped onion,

vinegar and olive together and let the mixture site in the refigerator

for at least an hour. The longer the relish has time to sit, the better

it tastes.

We served this with sauteed scallops, but it should be equally at home

with any seafood, chicken, pork or if you’re a vegetarian, grilled

eggplant, portobello mushroom or squash. As with any recipe, the better

and fresher your ingredients, the better this will taste. I got French

wine vinegar from a gourmet food shop (Max’s Market on Bloor Street,

just west of Runnymede), the oil was a good brand from Richard and

Eileen’s pantry and the mangoes and onion came from store that

specialized in fruits and vegetables.

Bon appetit!

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Speed Dating Gets Specialized

Chris recently posted this picture taken somewhere in my neighbourhood on a file-sharing site…

Photo: 'Vegetarian Speed Dating' poster.

Fressen

— the location of the vegetarian speed dating night — is a vegetarian

restaurant on Queen Street West, not far from my house. Speaking as a

happy eater of meat, I like the food there; it’s good enough to change

vegetarian dining from sanctimonious misery to a tasty and satisfying

side-dish-only meal. Fressen is also German for “eat”, or more

specifically, “eat heartily” or “gorge”. Not without some frickin’ meat, bubby.

I once dated a vegetarian and often took her here. In between bites of

their delicious portobello “steak”, I’d tease her — a biology major in

college — by reminding her that evolution would never have happened

without carnivores: “After all, it doesn’t take much brains to sneak up

on a carrot.”

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Overheard at the Bank Today

In the age of ATMs and internet banking, there are few reasons for me

to drop by my bank branch, but talking to a manager about a line of

credit and mortgages is still — thankfully — a high-touch

“face-to-face” kind of thing.

While flipping through The Economist (the issue with oil as the cover story) in an easy chair in the waiting area, I overheard two suits by the ATMs:

Suit 1: “I gotta stop watching porn, man. If I keep watching it, I’ll never be able to have normal sex again.”

Suit 2: “Yeah. I know what you mean.”


I was reminded of the old article from The Onion titled Romantic Comedy Behavior Gets Real-Life Man Arrested and I wondered: do people who watch too many “chick flicks” and “romantic comedies” get turned off normal dating?


Here’s a recent posting from MetaFilter that’s related:

(all links safe for work) Some

once hypothesized that as pornography became more accessible and more

mainstream, men in turn would become uncontrollable, ravenous sexual

beasts. I always thought this myself: a man will see something in porn

that a real woman won’t give him—Internet porn now caters in a click to

every fetish you can imagine—and he will find a way to get it.

 

My ex-girlfriend, observant and intelligent beyond her years, always

used to tell me the opposite: it wouldn’t turn men into beasts, having

their way with every woman they saw. No, it would turn them away from

women completely, libidos and their ability to connect with real

females weakened by the hardcore acts and impossible bodies that only

porn stars could give them. The porn would crave some intrinsic desire,

but leave both people in the couple lonelier and less fulfulled.

 

Now I think she was absolutely right.

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It Made “Episode I” Look Like “Citizen Kane”

Photo: Title card from the 'Star Wars Holiday Special'.

Even by the standards of television sci-fi in 1978, that was baaaaaaaaaaaaad.

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Sick Day Movie Watching

Nothing like a day at home sick to catch up on my BitTorrented videos in bed.

I’m about ten minutes into the Star Wars Holiday Special,a

video I downloaded a little while back and haven’t gotten around to

watching in its entirety until now. It’s been said to be so painfully

bad that George Lucas has

said that he wishes he could wipe every copy of it from existence. I have

vague memories of it as a kid — I think I was 10 years old and in the

fifth grade — but I do recall being thrilled at having another shot at

seeing my heroes.

Photo: Title card from the 'Star Wars Holiday Special'.

Click the picture to see Stomp Tokyo’s review of the Star Wars Holiday Special.

“It’s the Star Wars Holiday Special!” announced a voice-over, who then

went through the laundry list of principal actors from the Star Wars

movie.

Then, the warning signs started: “Introducing Chewbacca’s family! His wife, Malla! His father, Itchy! His son, Lumpy!”

Uh-oh.

Then it really hit the fan: “With special guest stars…Beatrice Arthur!”

What? I don’t remember Maude being on it.

“Art Carney!”

“Norton!” I yelled in response. I have no recollection of him being in the show either.

“Diahann Carroll!”

I vaguely remember. Didn’t she perform some spaced-out slow number?

“The Jefferson Starship!”

Them I remember. I was under the impression that they’d changed their name just for the special.

“Harvey Korman!”

What the –? The title card cut to scenes of Korman playing three different roles. Signs of serious crap to come.

Thus far, it’s been nothing but a quick scene with Han and Chewie

outrunning Imperial Star Destroyers followed by several minutes of

grunts and wookie pantomime. This doesn’t bode well.

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It’s Going to be One of Those Days

It’s going to be an interesting day. Not olnly are the future in-laws

flying in for the weekend, but it’s also Annual Performance Review Day

here at work. The picture in my library that best conveys this feeling

is the one below. Click it to see it full size.

I’m expecting a better outcome than this. Click the picture to see it at full size.

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Apologies to Penguicon

I spent most of this weekend alternating between a groggy wakeful state

and passed out in bed. I felt pretty out-of-it on Friday evening and

decided that it might be best to sit out my burlesque-dancing friend Penny Whistleton’s birthday party seeing as I was driving to Detroit to attend Penguicon the next day.

I woke up on Saturday morning feeling a bit better. I joined my friends George

and Leesh, their son Henry and Leesh’s parents Gerry and Allison for

Dim Sum lunch after which I planned to mosey on down to Motor City. I

began spacing out about halfway through lunch and soon went home

afterwards, where I passed out until about 8 p.m., well after my

schedule departure time.

After trying to see if there was a chance that anyone would drive me in

my car to Detroit — hey, I’d do it if I was free and  someone

asked me — it was clear that I wasn’t going to make it. I gave Bill,

one of the organizers, a call and sent my regrets, and he was quite

nice about it. A couple of days later, another one of the organizers,

Matt Arnold, IM’d me just to say hi.

I’d like to send my sincerest apologies to Penguicon. I was honoured to

be invited as a “Nifty Guest”, the enthusiasm with which my

presentation suggestion was received was flattering and the way with

with you took my cancelleation was very gracious. Thanks for being so

understanding!

Cory tells me that it was a fun conference, and extremely nerdy. (Yes, “nerdy” is a good thing in our books.)

(Penguicon organizers: Keep watching your mailbox. A package of Tucows swag is headed your way.)