Monthly Archive: December 2009

Roast pork loin

I really need to get back into putting a lot of effort into cooking. Back when I first moved into this place I really cooked every night using fresh stuff. Just as a matter of necessity, lately I’ve been relying on boxed meats and bagged veggies. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with that. It’s just that it’s not as satisfying as making something from scratch. So, last time I went grocery shopping I purchased a sizable boneless pork loin roast. It’s a lot for one person, but of course I was planning on saving it after cooking and eating it over multiple meals. It was just a matter of time before I got to it. Today, two weeks later, I was in a bit of a funk so I decided to bring it out to make myself something awesome for dinner.

So, a while back I saw someone on Food Network preparing pulled pork. I decided to use that as the basis for tonight’s meal. I always wanted to try out making pulled pork, but after having a look at the recipe I knew that I didn’t have 6 hrs to spend cooking the thing. Instead, I decided to just use the dry rub as a basis. I started following the recipe, but soon that fell apart. I started adding and modifying things to make it my own. I didn’t have dry mustard, so I just used the horseradish mustard I had in the fridge. It wasn’t in the list, but I added a lot of honey, chili flakes for heat, and a little thyme. Using the paste, I just covered the meat, and then set it all aside in the fridge while I went out for my run. When I got back, I heated the oven up and just put it in. The results were just plain awesome.

I now have no reason to not brown bag it to work tomorrow. The taste of the spice rub is there, but it doesn’t hit you over the head to announce its presence. I’m very pleased with how it turned out. I know that it’s a recipe I can do easily. What do you think?

Keeping things in place

Due to the colder weather, for tonight’s run I decided to break out the tights once more. In the past, every time I tried using them I just didn’t have much success. The metaphor I used back then was that it was like the motor was running but the parking brake was engaged. I thought that maybe a year would make a difference. Well, to be honest it really didn’t. Yeah, I know they’re meant to keep things in place. However, since I have big quads and hamstrings it feel like my leg muscles are being held too much. For tonight’s run, I wore them under my usual running pants. During the actual run itself, I could feel a great deal of fatigue around my thighs. I usually don’t feel that kind of muscle soreness. Interestingly, unlike last year, it didn’t seem to impede my speed all that much. I actually got through my 4K run at a faster rate than I’d normally go. I wonder though if it’s the cold that pushed me to go hard. I must say, for all my complaining about tights, they sure did keep me warm. I’m still feeling quite toasty right now as I type this. Toasty is not enough though…faituge trumps that. Back to pants, it is, then.

On the tightrope

In all honesty, some days I feel like I’m just walking a tightrope of some sort. This tightrope kind of represents my sanity or my happiness. I do my best to stay balanced or keep my footing, however, all too often I tip to the side and I plummet into a pool of negativity. How dramatic! Yeah, no kidding, but in all seriousness, I’ve been finding myself in a funk too often these days. How much of it is a factor of workplace instability? How much of it is due to the season? I don’t know, man. I’m doing my best to keep a level head. Some days it’s easy, but most other days are tough. I know I’ve got a lot going for me. For all intents and purposes, I shouldn’t be down at all. I mean, I well and truly have a lot going for me. I’d say that I’ve established myself and am somewhat ahead of the game on average when it comes to inwardly focused things. If that’s true, why do I feel so empty? It’s a hard call.

Into the magic

That’s it! I think it’s now sufficiently late enough in December such that I can allow myself to get into the Christmas spirit. It’s not like I was really making an effort to block myself from taking in all of the seasonal sentiments, but it seems that every year now it’s become (sometimes, painfully) obvious that I’m just not all thaaaaat into the magic. Don’t misunderstand: I still enjoy this time of year. The weather is nice and cold, and I’m still at a point where I’m not suffering from snow fatigue. There are often numerous get togethers and eating events that allow me a chance to flex my culinary muscle. In general things feel like they’re winding down and everyone’s optimistically waiting for the promises of the new year. Still, in terms of season spirit…it just doesn’t feel traditional. I can’t relate to those Christmas movies I see on TV; to me, they’re mostly just treacle, you know? I suppose Christmas for me then is more about family. It’s really special when we have out of town visitors over. However, most of the time it’s just me and my parents. In the end then, how is that any different from any other time I’m visiting them? I guess there’s going to be a lot more food, but that’s not terribly special, right?

I just don’t know how to describe what I feel about this season. The radio station that I normally wake up to switched to an all-Christmas format in late November. It felt way too soon, so I switched stations for a while. I went back a few days ago knowing that Christmas is around the corner. If I’m being honest, part of it feels like it’s out of obligation. I don’t have a Christmas tree up in my condo. I was considering it at one point, but from a practical perspective it just takes up space and will be hard to put away.

Man, I feel like all I’m doing is complaining about things, but again, it’s not about outright hating it. I think when it comes down to it it just doesn’t feel “personally”special. I see the importance of it in society, and with the family, but for myself it just makes me feel empty. It shouldn’t be this way, really, but…that’s how it is. Well, in these last few days before Christmas I am going to actually make an effort…or at least I’m going to a show of it. I don’t want to be the one to bring down the people around me. Maybe if I keep faking it, it’ll actually stick. Still have time.

Day of mind rot

I actually had a lot planned today. Earlier in the week I was intent on heading out to get my Christmas shopping done and over with. I’m not a fan of the crowded malls, nor was I looking forward to bringing out my inner hunter to secure a parking spot. Still, given my schedule this was sort of one of my only chances to really get out there. I considered it an unnecessary evil. So, yeah, that was the plan. Unfortunately, a few days ago a quick check of my calendar reminded me that today would have to be spent at home somewhat chained to the laptop. Given the holiday season, we’re back to taking shifts to monitor our website. At this point, monitor doesn’t necessarily mean that we should be watching graphs intently the whole time. Instead, it seems to mean being online and ready to answer questions should there be any. And yes, I actually did receive a question or two.

Being stuck here for nine hours doing…not much when I could be out being productive is such a drag! This morning as the sunlight began to pour into the window I was keeping an eye on the clock radio. Last night was a long night and I didn’t intend on getting up before I had to. As soon as 9 a.m. rolled around I just reached over to the laptop and went online. I pulled up the page of graphs and spent a good few hours just lying in bed listening to music and paying attention to the chat client to see if someone was messaging me. Sounds simple enough, doesn’t it? That’s because it is, and perhaps that’s another reason why all of this kind of annoys me. This was a day of mind rot. I suppose I could have been productive at home doing domestic stuff, but…no.

At the very least, these periods only come three times a year. Still, all of this isn’t really putting me in a festive mood.

Final shots

Yeah, I’m in bed with the laptop, well and truly cheating because it’s late. However, the fact that I’m still trying to churn out a blog post kind of makes me think about how much this blog means to me. I was out downtown celebrating with a colleague whose last day at the company was today. The four of us that decided to stick around really just sharing the time together. And doing shots. Lots of shots.

How am I supposed to work in the morning? *grumble*

Care and pity

There’s a difference between caring about something and pitying something.

Call me hard if you want, but hell, don’t tell me I don’t care.

Just another hat I wear

Today was that Markham RR charity event that we had in store. Many toys were collected, and I’m sure they will go to some wonderful people in need in the community. There were a lot of post run treats there donated by a lot of people. I decided to join in by donating cookies. Yes, those glazed lemon shortbread cookies I made the other day were for this event. In addition to those, I made a maple cinnamon version of the cookie last night while doing that bit of work I offered to do last night. When I woke up I made the maple cinnamon glaze. I didn’t have enough icing sugar, so I made a half batch. For these cookies, I dipped the tops in and really made sure to drain any excess back into the bowl. I needed to make it last. Anyway, after it was all dry I put all the cookies back into the fridge to make them all harden. To me, both types of cookies were great, but I wasn’t sure how they’d be received.

I brought them in in a small grey basket that came from that gift basket I won earlier in the month. There were arranged kind of nicely to separate the flavours. After the ride over though they kind of got jumbled up. So, they joined the big table of treats that were there. There sure was a lot of food. Maaaaan. Of course, we weren’t allowed to go near it until our respective runs were done. For my group, we had a night of hill training to contend with. With four hill repeats on the schedule, I knew that it wouldn’t take that long, and that we’d all be pretty hungry when we got back. The actual running wasn’t so bad. I was in a great mood so I paid more attention to the people that were having a rough go at it. All I could do was give encouragement, and unless I was imagining it the encouragement was working well. The roads were covered with a thin layer of snow with icy patches here and there. It was a little bit harder than usual, and I really felt it in my quads. The snow caused my footing to shift by small amounts, but that was enough to really make my muscles work harder to stabilize things. So, long story short, everything went well. By the time we were done, everyone had a smile on their face knowing that they had completed a tough workout. Plus, the thought of all of the treats back in store made us rush back.

So, really, when I made it inside, as much as I wanted to try the things that other people brought, I wanted to get reactions for what I made. The simple truth is that I had nothing to worry about. The reviews were amazingly positive. I had apparently hit the right level of sweetness without it becoming cloying. I’m sure the lemon and maple cinnamon flavouring in both the cookie and glaze created this double impact effect that was maybe unexpected. So yes, I’m really pleased.

I couple of people there were pretty surprised that I had made the cookies myself. The common reaction was “What?! You made these yourself?” Is a guy that cooks/bakes that rare? It shouldn’t be. A couple of people joked that I should be a baker in another life. I can see that. To be honest, if time and money wasn’t an issue I’d probably be doing this more regularly. At this point it’s just not in the cards. Maybe I could start something on the side. Heh. I don’t know. Anyway, the positive reviews are giving me drive to hone my skills more and more. Nothing wrong with gaining more renown, right? This whole food thing is just another hat I wear. Got to keep working at it.

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