Monday, March 21, 2016

Waikiki, Spring Equinox, March 20, 2016


                                   Hibiscus, along a fence.


This morning we needed groceries, so got the car out of the parking garage for the first time, drove to Safeway, and then to a health food store, Down to Earth, near the University. That took us out of the tourist areas and into the places where locals live and work.


There are flowers everywhere, of course -- hibiscus thrive. Behind the Down to Earth store, clothes drying in the sun and breezes.


Much of the morning and afternoon was taken up with school work. We went out about 4:00 p.m., with the sun lower in the sky and the streets still thick with people. First we photographed pigeons -- this one, like many urban pigeons, is missing a few toes, but seems to do fine without. 

At the Duke's statue, a boy admiring the leaf crown and leis; 

the Duke himself draped with offerings.


 A banyan tree that had quite a few pigeons around it, both dead and alive, also a pair in a cranny either mating or fighting (sometimes hard to tell). 


A lizard that Jim spotted on one of the subsidiary trunks. 


A good-looking tourist couple. 

Jim checking out one of several pay phones along this stretch of beach.

Another statue, of fictional boy Makua and his friend the monk seal Kila, 

also with leis and flowers. 

Kids playing at the water's edge. 
A guy who has found a comfortable spot to spend the afternoon -- probably not wise to fall asleep there, however. 
Waves washing up over the sea wall. 

People lined up in the water waiting for the next big wave. 

A row of kids with cellphones and a dog. 

Passing the joint. 

Grilling dinner at the beach. 

Flamingo at a street corner.

Diamond Head Harley Davidson, for Bernadette Murphy and Carol Deptula.

We walked a few miles from near Kuhio Beach, to Fromaggio restaurant over by the university (good food, and very nice people). 

Along the way, evening reflections at the end of Ala Wai Canal (part of a system of canals built to drain the marshy land that is now Waikiki). 

Nearly full moon. 
Clouds over the mountains, with sunset colors. 


Evening skyline from the other side of the canal. 

We were cutting through the golf course, which was not precisely legit. To get out, without going half a mile in the direction opposite of where we wanted to be, we squeezed through by a gate.

Flowers (orchids?) by an apartment building.


Sunday, March 20, 2016

Hawaii -- March 18 and 19, 2016




                                   View of Waikiki from the top of Diamond Head.


Jim and Teri are on the road, spending a week in Waikiki. Anthea and Regina are gainfully employed in Seattle, and for a variety of reasons couldn't join us, but we will see them for a few days at the end of the trip.

A surfer with his board paying homage to Duke Kahanamoku, the original surfer dude.

We left Anchorage on Thursday afternoon of St. Patrick's day, with gray skies and temperatures in the mid-30s after a little snowfall the evening before.


               People admiring Mt. Susitna and the Alaska Range at sunset on March 16.

We arrived in Honolulu about six hours later, plus a two-hour time difference because Hawaii-- sensibly -- does not use daylight savings time. Not much opportunity for getting out and about on Thursday evening, but we settled into our studio apartment at the Kuhio Banyan (mostly time-share condos) and slept well.

Friday morning dawned, in true Hawaii fashion, sunny with a breeze. It's been cool here, by Hawaii standards -- low 70s. We put on our walking shoes and set out for the zoo, about a mile east of our hotel, and one of our favorite places. They have flamingos.

         Flamingos at the Honolulu Zoo.

And then . .  the sun was bright, but not too bright, and breezes were sweet, and we thought -- what a great day to walk to the top of Diamond Head. So we did.


An egret along the way to Diamond Head. A friend who lives here says that they are considered pests.

Up to the peak and back to the parking lot (we had to get back to the hotel to meet a guy about a parking place, so took a cab home) got us about 8 1/2 miles of walking.




 Jim and Teri on Diamond Head (honest, Jim wore his hat almost all of the time).


                                  Evening surfing, just before sunset.


A somewhat impromptu hula class on the beach near sunset.

In the evening we went to Duke's at the Outrigger Waikiki for dinner, and to watch the sun set -- along with several thousand other people. I remarked a couple of weeks ago that there were more cameras at the start of the Iditarod 1,049-mile dog-sled race from Anchorage to Nome than dogs (1,500) and people (couple of thousand?) combined. Waikiki Beach at sunset beats that easily.

                       The last bit of sunset at Waikiki Beach.



Today we walked, mostly along the beach, to Ala Moana Mall, about two miles from the hotel.

The Sheraton's infinity pool -- the heads visible just above the water's edge are people walking along a path just below.


Morning beach time, for people and pigeons alike.


                            A child at the lagoon, making "X's" at the water's edge. 


The purpose was to meet Alaska friends (Stellavera Kilcher and her friend Mike) for lunch, and see what the biggest shopping mall for a few thousand miles had to offer.

We didn't find much to buy at the Mall, except good breads at a French bakery, St. Germaine;  and water lilies.


This evening, we chanced upon a farmers' market.

Rambutans, fruits about the size of strawberries. The red is  husk, and the fruit is inside. Here's a link to how to eat them:   http://casualkitchen.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-to-prepare-and-eat-rambutan-fruit.html

Riding the surf in an outrigger, near sunset.


A rainbow over by Diamond Head.


Man carving turtles from blocks of wood at one of the hotels.

Hula dancers at the Royal Hawaiian Center.


 By the end of the evening (after checking out the beach scene, watching a local wood carver, chancing upon a Saturday Market and seeing some hula dancing), we have walked more than eight miles. So we are accomplishing one of our goals -- walk a lot, in the sunshine and by the ocean. Meanwhile, in Anchorage five to eight inches of snow have been falling today (Saturday), causing a thirty-car pileup along Seward Highway near the middle of town, and dozens of other accidents. We are thankful to be here.

Tomorrow we plan to explore the supermarkets, having exhausted our supply of things that we brought with us, and a few leftovers (the studio has a full kitchen).

Beach time with another statue of Duke Kahanamou.


On some of the sidewalks at the corners are stones carved with words in the Hawaiian language:





Saturday, March 5, 2016

Gingerbread


                                                       Photo, KinderKids.

"Run, run, as fast as you can
You can’t catch me, I’m the gingerbread man."

The gingerbread man’s one desire was to travel. Alas, he didn’t travel far, but he saw more of the world than the average cookie.


       Large gingerbread people, London market, November 2011. [Photo, TW Carns]

Gingerbread has a distinguished history since the Greek and Roman days as a medicinal, as a shaped bread served at fairs and sold as street foods from the Middle Ages on, and as decorations, especially at Christmas. Shakespeare refers to it in  "Love's Labor's Lost," when Costard, Moth, and Holofernes are trading bawdy insults at the beginning of the play: "And I had but one penny in the world, thou should'st have it to buy gingerbread: Hold, there is the very remuneration I had of thy master, thou halfpenny purse of wit . . ."

 
      Gingerbread molds from the early 1600s. The gingerbread would be mixed, molded into these, and when dry would be taken out and painted. [Photo, Historic Food blog]


                             Drawing by Adrian Ludwig Richter (1803–1884), on Wikipedia Commons.

       Building houses is another use, most famously in “Hansel and Gretel,” but many other places today, from full size houses in Texas, to gingerbread villages with dozens of buildings, populated by tiny people with muffs and skates.

Gingerbread Village created by Joe Hickel, Captain Cook Hotel, Anchorage, 2013-2014. [Photo, TW Carns]


    The Greeks offered small cakes at different religious festivals, including those made of flour and honey (boun) in the spring. Funeral cakes, kollyva, are still made today in places. They were shaped from boiled wheat with honey and possibly spices, and could be tossed into the grave, or left as memorials later. Some were made in the shape of a person. Offerings to Demeter and Persephone included  wheaten cakes, also sometimes shaped like people -early versions of gingerbread men. Virgil refers to cakes that the Sibyl gave Aeneas to throw to Cerberus who guarded the entrance to Hades, made of wheat, honey, and sedative drugs (probably not ginger).

      They also fed Athena's sacred snake, with honey cakes (which may have attracted mice that the snake could then eat). If the snake refused them it was taken as a bad omen. One story had the Greeks leaving Athens because the snake turned up its nose at the cake of the month, which meant that Athena had left the city. They boarded their boats, and waited in the harbor, and were saved from the Persian invasion at the Battle of Salamis.

     Romans followed in the Greek footsteps, offering spice cakes to the gods. They brought ginger from India, probably overland, and used it for digestion as well as for a seasoning. Marco Polo claimed to have discovered gingerbread in China, but Egyptians ate it in the days of the pharaohs.

     Gingerbread next shows up in 995 CE brought to England by monks, Others attribute its origin to the crusaders, suggesting that it came from the Middle East.

      It often was medicinal, as we now like to think of chocolate. Very early recipes don't show it as a dough, but as a mixture of bread crumbs with sweeteners and spices -- hence the name, gingerbread. Sacred foods and tasty medicines have often evolved into foods that are served as desserts or for special occasions. One writer hypothesizes that it was because they were served at the end of heavy feasts to settle the stomach, and gradually came to be appreciated for their virtues of taste, not just as medicinal. Chaucer's Sir Thopas has "royal spicery/ Of gingerbread that was full fine,/ Cumin and licorice, I opine,/And sugar so dainty."

     Here is a medieval recipe, honey mixed with bread crumbs, ginger, and other spices, using modern measures:

"1 lb. Honey - I prefer organic, or something made with a flavored flower blossom, etc., but feel free to use your favorite. Just remember that the final product is affected by the flavor of the honey you choose.
Bread Crumbs - up to a pound, maybe more, maybe less. These must be UNSEASONED bread crumbs, though either white or wheat, or a combination, is fine. Be sure that they are finely ground and not soft in any way.
ginger (optional!) - up to 1 Tbs.
cinnamon - up to 1 Tbs.
ground white pepper - up to ½ tsp.
pinch saffron, if desired, but not important here
few drops red food coloring (optional)
Bring the honey to a boil and skim off any scum. Keeping the pan over very low heat, add the spices, adjusting the quantities to suit your taste. Add the food coloring "if you will have it red." Then begin to slowly beat in the bread crumbs. Add just enough bread to achieve a thick, stiff, well-blended mass. Remove from the heat and turn the mixture onto a lightly greased (cooking spray works fine) square or rectangular baking sheet or shallow pan, ½ to 1 inch thick. Take a rolling pin & spread the gingerbread evenly out into the pan. Turn the pan over onto wax paper or parchment paper, & tap gently until the gingerbread  falls from the pan. Turn the gingerbread over once again, then cut into small squares to serve. (A diamond shape is also very nice.) Decorate with small leaves (real or candy) attached to each piece with a clove." 






Photo source: http://de.academic.ru/pictures/dewiki/76/Lebkuechner_Landauer.jpg

     For centuries, it was enormously popular because it could be made into shapes. The gingerbread man's ancestors were complex molds, shaped like kings and queens. "The first gingerbread man is credited to Queen Elizabeth I, who knocked the socks off visiting dignitaries by presenting them with one baked in their own likeness. Gingerbread tied with ribbon was popular at fairs and, when exchanged, became a token of love."

     One of the most interesting methods for making gingerbread was the process used during the 19th century in England and the U.S. for fermenting a treacle and flour sponge for months. One recipe by George Read (1834) for commercial production calls for alum and potash to be mixed with the treacle and flour sponge. Frederick Vine said that it was best to start the mix in the spring, and let it ferment through the summer into September before baking the gingerbread with it. He allowed as to how a one to three month fermentation would work as well.

     In Sanskrit, ginger root was known as srigavera, which translates to "root shaped like a horn." There is evidence that it was used in China and India 7,000 years ago, making it one of the earliest known spices. One author suggests that cultivated ginger, like a number of other domesticated foods, does not grow in the wild. It can only be "propagated by splitting the root, never from seed."


A scene from Joe Hickel's Christmas Village at the Hotel Captain Cook in Anchorage (12-2-2015)