My Take on the "Date Rape Song" - Baby, It's Cold Outside

by Saturday, December 27, 2014
Seems every holiday I get into a discussion about this song, and every one of them is enlightening. I re-iterate my take on it, and each year add more info and research to my personal brainings. Thought I would put my current thoughts down this year for later reference.

To start, here is one of the breakdowns of the song I really enjoyed reading:


In short, some of the lines we think of today as suspiciously rapey are actually common colloquialisms (read the part about the drink in particular), not literal; and ultimately this is a song about a woman who wants to stay, but the status quo is against it. She is on a date with a guy helping her come up with excuses to actually do what she wants to do rather than what society expects her to do (and incidentally something he wants, too ;).

This whole angle is, for me, supported by the fact it was written by a husband and wife music team who, as a matter of tradition in their home, every Christmas party would sing a song to perform as a duet for their friends. This was one of those songs (their first, by some accounts), originally performed in their very own living room. And while misogyny was rampant throughout the ages, I had a hard time imagining a husband and wife writing a song about coercive sex/rape for a light Christmas gathering...but...

While I love that breakdown, on a friend's discussion thread about this song, it is pointed out that the song does not have a "male" and "female" part on the original sheet music. They are characters called the "wolf" and the "mouse"--in short, a clear case of unequal power between a predator and prey, right? But while this fact might keep me off-balance on how to feel about whether this is a song about male dominance over a weakling woman, I discovered that the first time this song was used in a movie, it was performed twice in the film: once with a man playing the lion and a woman playing the mouse, and the other was a woman in the lion role and a man as the mouse.

Which lead ME to conclude that this is about one lover (or hopeful lover) simply trying every angle to get their intended to stick around longer because they desire them. And I conclude for myself that pretty much everyone I know has tried at least a few lines on at least one occasion to try and convince a paramour to stay a little longer by offering any available excuse. I wasn't being "rapey" when I tried to get my husband-then-boyfriend to stay the night when he had to work the next day by telling him it was icy out and warm in here, or I could give him a ride in the morning, or many other ways I tried to knock down his potential excuses so he would stay (which he and I both knew he wanted to do, despite his protestations of trying to be "responsible"   )

So while I think there is one lingering manipulation I do not condone ("What's the sense in hurting my pride?" crosses the line for me into pretty overtly-dickish), after all the research and soul-searching I am in the "not rapey" camp on this one and enjoy the song immensely.

TL;DR Not rapey to me. Do your own research and let me know what you think.

As a reward, here is the ORIGINAL original. Well, nearly. It is Frank and Lynn Loesser, the two who first wrote and sang this song; with the original lyrics, which are a little different than we may be familiar with today, plus with a little banter!

And I love this Louis Armstrong and Velma Middleton version, full of improv and mirth.

Farfalle with Sausage and Leeks

by Tuesday, November 04, 2014
I have been challenging myself to work with ingredients I haven't cooked with before. Leeks was on that list and are a popular staple as we move into the holiday season given its hardy growth in colder weather.

This recipe was surprisingly flavorful for the limited and simple ingredients. A lot came from the hot sausage I chose from the local market, I am sure. But for only 2 Tbsp of butter in the entire dish, I was very pleased.

http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/bow-ties-with-sausage-and-leek-sauce-recipe.html

6 quarts salted water
2 large leeks
2 tablespoons extra virgin olive oil
2 sweet Italian sausages, casings removed (I used hot, cut into rounds, as is my preference)
1 tablespoon minced shallots (out of shallots, used green onion)
2 tablespoons unsalted butter
1 cup defrosted and drained frozen baby peas
1 cup chicken stock
Salt and freshly ground black pepper
1 pound bow-tie pasta  farfalle)
1/2 cup freshly grated Parmigiano-Reggiano cheese, plus more for serving, if you like
DIRECTIONS
Bring the salted water to a boil.

Meanwhile, prepare the leeks: Cut off and discard the top third of the rough green portion and the root ends. Remove any brown or wilted outer layers. Slice the remaining green and white parts into 1/2-inch thick rounds. Rinse the leek slices in several changes of cold water, swishing them around to remove all soil and grit.

In a large skillet, heat the olive oil over medium heat. Crumble the sausage meat into the skillet and cook, breaking up the lumps, until golden, about 5 minutes. Add the leeks to the skillet and cook, stirring, until wilted, about 5 minutes. Stir in the shallots and cook for 1 minute. Add 1 tablespoon of the butter, the peas, and stock. Heat to a boil, reduce the heat to medium-low, and simmer gently for 5 minutes. Season with salt and pepper, cover the skillet, and set aside.

Meanwhile, stir the bow ties into the boiling water. When the water returns to a boil, uncover the pot. Cook the pasta, stirring occasionally, until al dente -- tender, but firm -- about 12 minutes. Drain the bow ties well and return them to a pot over low heat.

Add the sausage and leek sauce to the pasta and toss well until the pasta is coated. Remove the pot from the heat, add the remaining 1 tablespoon butter and the grated cheese, and toss well. Transfer to a warmed serving platter or individual bowls. Serve immediately, passing additional grated cheese on the side, if you like.

Courtesy of Lidia's Italian Table by Lidia Matticchio Bastianich

Read more at: http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/bow-ties-with-sausage-and-leek-sauce-recipe.html?oc=linkback

Earthy-Sweet Ginger Butternut Squash and Shiitake Mushroom Soup

by Tuesday, October 21, 2014
NOTE: This is a recipe I created off Whole30, and then adapted to Whole30. So note there is mention of non Whole30 compliant things (butter, cream, bread, etc), but I have noted substitutions or removal for Whole30 compliance. I did NOT put Whole30 in the title, because it makes me wanna scream when people tout a Whole30 recipe that includes tempting non-compliant aspects. But it IS adaptable with little effort and tastes grand with substitutions, so I did tag it Whole30).

Okay, so I just improvised this recipe this evening and I have to get it written down before I leave for class so I can make it again. Because DAYUM.

UPDATED: Hubby was rolling his eyes with happy. Served with crusty baguette, toasted and topped with herb goat cheese (not Whole30). Served with a Sauvignon Blanc; perfection.

INGREDIENTS
1 medium butternut squash
2 Tablespoons saffola oil
1/2 lb shiitake mushrooms (or mushrooms of choice - chanterelles are awesome, too!)
1 Tablespoon chopped garlic
1 Tablespoon fresh ginger, minced
2 Tablespoons butter (use oil if Whole30)
1 teaspoon ground ginger
1 Tablespoon thyme, divided in half
2 Cups chicken stock
1 Tablespoons honey (skip if Whole30)
Salt and black pepper to taste
Heavy cream/coconut milk and/or additional chicken stock to get desired consistency.


DIRECTIONS
Pre-heat oven to 350

Peel and cube butternut squash (2" cubes or smaller). Line baking sheet or roasting pan with parchment paper. Spread squash cubes, pour over oil, add some salt and pepper and toss to coat.

Roast for 25 minutes until soft

Put butter or oil in large pan and heat over medium heat. Add garlic and minced ginger to pan and sautee for 3-5 minutes until fragrant but not browning.

Slice mushrooms, discard stems. Add to pan with garlic and ginger, sprinkle with 1/2 Tablespoon of thyme and sautee until soft.

When squash is done roasting, sprinkle with remaining thyme. Remove mushrooms from pan and set aside, trying to keep back any liquid in the pan. Add squash to pan along with honey (skip if Whole30) and toss until honey melts. Add chicken stock and 3/4 of the mushrooms to squash, bringing all the flavors together.

Remove squash/stock/mushroom mixture from heat and let cool a bit. Add to food processor and puree.

**At this point, I am getting ready to leave for class. So here is where you store the soup until you are ready to heat and serve or continue on if you're ready now. 
IF SERVING IMMEDIATELY
Put remaining mushrooms in pan over medium-high heat and sautee with a little butter/oil until browned and getting a little crispy. Salt to taste.
Add more stock to food processor if looking for a thinner soup, or add cream/coconut milk if you want a thicker/creamier soup, and blend.

Put soup in bowls, top with crispy mushrooms and serve with crusty bread (skip if Whole30).

-OR-

IF HOLDING SOUP FOR LATER
Transfer soup to another bowl or container, put mushrooms into container, and refrigerate until ready to serve.
When ready to serve, put mushrooms in pan over medium-high heat and sautee with a little butter/oil until browned and getting a little crispy.
Add squash puree to pot and warm over medium heat. Add more stock if looking for a thinner soup, or add cream/coconut milk if you want a thicker/creamier soup, and blend carefully with immersion blender.

Put soup in bowls, top with crispy mushrooms and serve with crusty bread.

House Break-In, stole metal and who knows what else...

by Saturday, September 20, 2014
Our other property was broken into last weekend. It is currently unoccupied and we were additionally on vacation out of town so didn't stop by as we normally do to check on the house and do yard work. Perfect timing he could not have known about. We found out today when we showed up and saw the side shed open and some tools laying about. Then I saw the apple tree was pruned, followed by seeing the giant overgrown rhododendron cut back extensively. Looked up and saw a window open (not broken into, just open, screen still in). Then the back door was unlocked. We proceeded with caution and found no one inside, but there were boxes of things in the kitchen, all the cupboards were open, the fuse panel was open and the fuses removed for some of the electrical lines...things were WAY out of sorts.

The man DID YARD WORK in our back yard, so when a neighbor saw him and asked what he was up to he simply said "Just cleaning up." Great cover. Get this: He trimmed trees, shrubs, blackberry bushes, and raked it into piles, even bagged some of it up... then later broke into the house and both sheds (tore one shed door off the hinges, cut through the metal paneling on the back of the other shed and crawled in) and stole every bit of wiring, copper piping, tools, and scrap metal he could find to haul away down the back alley. He took down shelving and boxed up the metal brackets intending to take them abut they were left behind. Strewn about the yard were various radio components and metal scrap we didn't even know had been in the sheds, but were clearly pulled out for consideration. He disconnected built-in speakers and pulled the wiring from the walls, and even went under the house and stole some of our piping and electrical from under the house, took plumbing from the bathroom, and cut cords off of any electrical items in the house (a space heater, a fan, appliances, etc). Hauled away about 8 car batteries, too. This must have taken hours to do, maybe even came back over days, with the yard work he did plus the volume of items stolen. A headlamp flashlight was left behind and powered on in the living room, which leads me believe he returned at night to complete some of the work. He also found a wall-safe behind a photo on the wall, pried the door off by brute force, and then REHUNG THE PHOTO. Drug addict, anyone?

Our neighbor who saw him didn't get any useful description of him for the police and they doubt they will find prints. We are bolting things down and putting up No Trespassing signs as suggested by the police to help should a squatter try to come in and take residency--showing we tried to make the place inaccessible helps with legal issues that may arise, as was the case at the 137th and Burke house recently in the news in Shoreline. The cops were really nice, helpful, professional, sympathetic. They were even on some calls at the 137th and Burke house, and had mentioned seeing our house before today and wondering if it was going to be a target. They pay attention!

The upside? Weeks of yard work done for us by someone else. *shrugging and laughing* If you can't have a sense of humor about these things, what do you have?

I am upset, but I don't know how to describe it. I am not angry or scared per se. Definitely feel violated but not in a fearful way. In an "icky" way. I feel irritated--annoyed at the headache this causes. The house is a teardown, but not yet. So we need to pay to have someone come out and fix the electrical and plumbing, at least basically, so that we don't have problems down the line (like the sump pump has no power now, so when it starts to rain this will be a big issue). I just kinda wanted to crawl home, cuddle my dog, and drink wine and not have to deal with it. Ugh.

Children Die in Hot Cars...what kind of parent does that?

by Saturday, June 21, 2014
Have you ever known a mother or father (or been a mother or father) who forgot to pick up their child from a school activity, playdate, daycare or school? Perhaps dates got shuffled around, maybe dad usually picks them up but today mom was supposed to, the usual routine wasn't in play, and it just slipped their (your) mind?

Luckily, there was probably someone who called and jogged their memory, and sheepishly the parent went and got them. These people aren't neglectful monsters. They are human beings and very normal parents juggling a million things in their world. Nobody would judge them too harshly, *shrug* it happens. Don't be so hard on yourself.

Now imagine that instead of being left at a daycare or neighbor's house, they were left in a car on a hot day. And since there was no one to call and jog your memory, horrifically, tragically, that child died. Suddenly, you are evil, hateful, cruel, selfish, unforgivable. You are vile garbage who clearly should have never had a child and should be locked up for life in the deepest darkest dungeon. No "good parent" would ever do such a thing.

I reject that notion.

Over on Facebook, a lot of discussion has been going on surrounding the media's attention on infant car deaths due to hyperhermia--that is, heat stroke from being locked in a car on a hot day. I have seen almost zero sympathy for these parents and the horrible tragedy they perpetuated. Their punishment is their own thoughts, their prison will be their own minds having to live with what happened. I feel intense sadness for them, but not anger. There is some good reading on this, so here is an excerpt from a HuffPo piece, and a link to a long, tough read which breaks down the phenomenon--how and why it happens, and who does it happen to. Not exactly a happy-sunshiney post today, but I wanted to share my thoughts, and the thoughts of these articulate writers, on the subject.

"What kind of parent forgets their baby? A monster, right? A callous, careless, stupid, irresponsible human being who should never have been trusted with a child in the first place, yes?

No. Which is why I keep asking this question.

The parents who accidentally leave their children to die could be any of us. That was the message of one of the most compelling pieces of journalism I have ever read, one in the Washington Post by Gene Weingarten four years ago (it later won him a Pulitzer Prize.) Dissecting a number of tragedies he persuasively argues that those who lose children this way could be you or me.

'What kind of person forgets a baby?

The wealthy do, it turns out. And the poor, and the middle class. Parents of all ages and ethnicities do it. Mothers are just as likely to do it as fathers. It happens to the chronically absent-minded and to the fanatically organized, to the college-educated and to the marginally literate. In the last 10 years, it has happened to a dentist. A postal clerk. A social worker. A police officer. An accountant. A soldier. A paralegal. An electrician. A Protestant clergyman. A rabbinical student. A nurse. A construction worker. An assistant principal. It happened to a mental health counselor, a college professor and a pizza chef. It happened to a pediatrician. It happened to a rocket scientist.'
...
Think that could never happen to you? Read Weingarten’s enitre article here. Then come back and tell me you are still completely sure. Think that parents who do this should be tried for manslaughter and sent to jail? Read of how these families punish themselves, and come back and tell me if you still feel the same way.
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My heart breaks for the 15 families who have lost children to the heat so far this year and the more than 650 who have done so in recent decades.

Calling the parents inhuman monsters might make us feel better, but it won’t save the next child. Recognizing they are human beings just might."

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/02/27/AR2009022701549.html?sid=ST2009030602446

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/06/25/what-parent-leaves-child-in-broiling-car_n_3497956.html

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