Category Archives: London

Homemade food: salmon, banana-squash loaf, dinosaur cookies and chicken soup & stock

I’ve had an extremely busy Sunday last weekend cooking and baking up a deli­cious homemade storm.  Since coming back to Canada I have felt the need and want to create won­der­ful things for Chris and I to eat. The worlds cuisine has inspired and reminded me about how import­ant food is. Before we left too many dinners simply con­sisted of broc­coli, pota­toes and a pork chop. You can imagine how unin­spir­ing that gets after a few months.  The fol­low­ing post is mostly about what I managed to do one Sunday after­noon and evening, except for the cre­ation of the Sockeye Salmon.

If you like food, you might want to check­out some of our posts about food in MoroccoIran, CambodiaTurkey,  Turkish break­fastsTurkish food at Dilek National Park,  Thailand cuisine and won­der­ful Italian cooking.

Chris is pretty excited to eat the Sockeye Salmon cooked on a Cedar plank.

Chris pre­pares the Salmon by cutting off the head, tail and fins.

He ensures the insides are clean and gives the entire fish a wash.

I just like how the water looks in this photo, espe­cially with random fish parts.

For the past two hours, the cedar plank has been soaking in water. Before remov­ing it from the water Chris stuffs the Salmon with fresh lemon slices and fresh dill. He also seasons it with some freshly ground pepper and Kosher salt.

The BBQ is hot and ready. The salmon is care­fully placed on its cedar plank and cooked to perfection.

The salmon was com­pli­men­ted nicely with a salad: cut olives, blue cheese, red pepper, cucum­ber, green onions and lettuce.

The final result before the dinner party devoured the entire deli­cious creature. Even Zappa, the cat, enjoyed a nibble.

The next morning, I tossed some flour, yeast, sugar, butter and sliced walnuts into the bread maker for a fresh loaf of bread. I then used the bread to serve Chris and I homemade cinnamon-nutmeg French Toast topped with sliced bananas, icing sugar and Maple syrup.

While waiting the 2.5 hours for my bread to bake, I made short­bread cookies with some dino­saur cookie cutters I bought at the Buck-or-Two at the Grande Prairie Mall. I didn’t have any vanilla extract in the house, so I used the equi­val­ent amount of Maple syrup instead. I also didn’t have any corn­starch. To replace this I used flour, doub­ling the amount of corn­starch it asked for. The cookies turned out amazing. We enjoyed them at my office Monday morning and at our Halloween party on Friday, October 29th.

For an inter­lude to my baking, I con­tin­ued to paint designs on the paper­mache water jug I have to make for my belly dancing class. We are doing an Egyptian style of belly dance where we are sup­posed to be peas­ants with water jugs. I won’t admit how many hours this jug and the sewing of the dress took me. It’s ridicu­lous! The class seems more inter­ested in cos­tumes, dressing-up and per­form­ances than actu­ally learn­ing how to dance! Ha,ha. Nonetheless, I have a lot of fun at it. It’s a social exper­i­ence more than any­thing. Thanks to my belly dance class I’ve actu­ally met a couple other ladies in town and atten­ded a belly dance work­shop two week­ends ago with my friend Marcia who’s in the weekly class with me.

Finally, I got the inspir­a­tion to make homemade chicken stock and soup. We had chicken bones from lunch and a frozen carcass from a few days before. I tossed them in a pot with water, 1 coursely chopped onion, 3 chopped carrots, 1 box of chicken stock, salt, pepper, thyme and oregano and let it simmer for about 3.5 hours.

While waiting for the soup to simmer, I cut up the veget­ables I was going to use for the soup itself. We bought the carrots and pota­toes from the Hutterites at the Grande Prairie Farmer’s Market.

Everything chopped up and ready to go.

The homemade chicken stock, soup and freshly baked homemade bread, just before I dove into it.

I ended the night by making a banana-squash loaf. I had cooked the squash the night before, so it only took 15-minutes to whip it together with a banana, flour, an egg, sugar, vanilla extract and baking soda before throw­ing it into the oven to bake for 1-hour. Um. Yummy!

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Lost in Translation

Iran: This is one of the murals painted (and repainted, again and again) on the old American Embassy in Tehran. The Embassy now houses some of the young hard­line right-wing organ­iz­a­tions. About 95% of the Iranians we met are out­wardly embar­rassed by sen­ti­ments like this one. We even had people on the street whisper things to us like: “Ahmadinejad: terrorist!”

Italy: A “cre­at­ively” named energy drink.

Cambodia: We chuckle because it’s so hor­rible. It’s a way to deal with a place that requires signs like this one. There were actu­ally bones that are eroding out of the ground here; just like we are used to at dino­saur bone beds. Only this time, they’re human bones.

Iran: Eff-Eh-Gee is the acronym for an auto­parts company. No further explan­a­tion needed.

Italy: This one makes me go “aaaah­h­hhh.” A Syrah wine named after both my mom (Donna) and my wife (Laura). Of course we had to buy a bottle. It wasn’t too bad!

Thailand: We’ve shown this one before. We were dis­ap­poin­ted by the overall lack of Engrish in SE Asia. Guess we’ll have to go to Japan next.

London: The Beauchamp. Hmmm. Nice ring to that.

Morocco: Maybe some of the French speak­ers can fill us in on this one. It just seemed so literal...

London: “Yup, she’s one old broad.” Named after the Queen perhaps? Uh, oh, now I’m going to have the mon­arch­ists after me.

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OutThereSomewhere.ca — CIRA Contest Video!

We know we’ve been lax on the updates, but we hope seeing this video will explain our absence. We decided at the last minute to make a video pro­mot­ing our site for a CIRA contest. The grand prize is a new Macbook Pro laptop. If you’ve seen my beat-up old duct-taped com­puter, you’d agree we could sorely use one.

So, if we make it to the finals, we’ll be after all of you to help us gen­er­ate votes. For now, just enjoy the video. If you like it, maybe head over to Youtube and click the thumbs-up icon below the video...

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From the video descrip­tion on our new Youtube account:
March 15, 2010 — This is our entry for the Canadian Internet Registration Authority’s “Show us Your .CA” contest. It’s the second video we’ve made, and I think we’ve improved on our skills. We’d love to hear some opin­ions in the com­ments. Most import­antly, vote for us in the contest (if we make it to the finals).

The music is by the Ramblin’ Ambassadors, an awesome surf rock band from our home city of Calgary, Alberta, Canada. They were kind enough to grant us per­mis­sion to use the songs, even though I went about it all in the wrong way. Bill at their record label, helped set it all up. Thanks guys!

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Some complementary photos

After reading Laura’s account of our first day in London, I thought I’d put up a few of my favour­ite shots from the day to com­ple­ment her narrative.

This skater and his buddies were shoot­ing some film footage near London Bridge.

The impos­ing facade of St. Paul’s Cathedral, com­pleted in 1711. It was the work of Sir Christopher Wren, London’s most famous architect.

This is the inside of the London Monument (see Laura’s post below). The Monument is also the work of Wren.

Another shot, this time looking up from the very bottom.

Laura at the top of the Monument.

The two hardest-earned pints in the city.

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We Walked: 14 Kilometers Through London

Walking: the pro­fes­sion of Chris and Laura Beauchamp, our new full-time job.

The morning air was cold and a thin layer of snow covered the ground. We headed for the British Museum but it was 8:15 am and it didn’t open until 10:00 am. Instead we walked to the Covent Garden Market.

Covent Garden Market, London, UK.

The market was just start­ing to unravel. Again, we were too early. So, we walked. We walked towards the river, along a place called Sommerset House, which was also closed and we kept walking up a street full of theatres with huge bill­boards and signs that would prob­ably be flash­ing with life and entising the crowd, but they too were closed. So, we walked.

By now we were already quite cold. Chris didn’t have mittens or a scarf, but even with those I was getting chilled to the bone. To warm-up we found a coffee shop in front of a castle-like build­ing, the Royal Courts of Justice.

Coffee break in front of the Royal Court of Justice

After warming our fingers for a short while, we walked. Behold, out of the winding street and hugging British build­ings was St. Paul’s cathed­ral. We took a couple shots and then went inside.

St. Paul’s Cathedral, London, UK.

St. Paul’s Cathedral and the ever famous red British tele­phone booth

As I walked through the revolving door which informed me that  this was the house of God and I was enter­ing the gates of heaven, I was promptly informed by another sign that it would cost me 15.00 pounds to enter. I had a flash back to my high school history class and some­thing about pur­chas­ing tokens or tickets for heaven...

Needless to say, we didn’t pay. Instead, we walked towards the TATE MODERN, a fab­ulous modern art gallery that has FREE ENTRY. Along the way we spotted this memorial in honour of the fire­fight­ers who died during the Blitz.  It was covered in row after row of the men’s names.

Firefighter memorial for those who died during the Blitz, with St. Paul’s in the background.

Bridge (fea­tured in Harry Potter!) that takes you to the Tate Modern in the background.

At the Tate, we walked through the many gal­ler­ies looking at Surrealism, Cubism, Arte Povera and more. A few of the pieces we saw were by Jackson Pollock, Claude Monet, Pablo Picasso and Robert Therrien.

Not wanting to pay 10 pounds each to see the recon­struc­tion of the Globe Theatre, we took a photo of the outside. Unfortunately during this time of year no plays are offered in the Globe. I believe they are only avail­able in the spring and summer.

Chris does his best Hamlet mono­logue in front of Shakespeare’s Globe Theatre.

From the Globe Theatre  we headed to the Tower Bridge, the famous bridge of London which is often con­fused as being “London Bridge”. It’s not. London bridge is remark­ably mundane. The Tower Bridge on the other hand is quite remark­ably extraordin­ary. They can still lift the bridge to allow the passage of large sea vessels, but a 24 hour notice is required. I was amazed at this con­sid­er­ing the con­struc­tion of the road looks like ordin­ary, solid asphalt.

Tower Bridge, London, UK

We had fully inten­ded on vis­it­ing the Tower of London, located next to the Tower Bridge, but it was 3:30 pm and it closed at 4:30 pm and at 17 pounds/person we decided against it. Nonetheless, with the won­der­ful light­ing from the setting sun, I snapped a shot of Chris.

Tower of London

The tower was used to hold pris­on­ers and to house the royals many, many years ago.

Chris and I had now been outside, walking, for 9 hours. I was thor­oughly chilled to the bone and was having a lot of trouble warming up. We went and sat in a church for awhile to take advant­age of the heat and then we started the looming walk back across the city to our hostel. Before we got more than 10 meters from the church we saw a huge column and people were at the top of it. “Let’s go” Chris said, “Some stairs should warm us up.” He was right, 311 stairs to the top warmed me up almost as good as a bubble bath and cup of tea.

The 1666 Great Fire of London free-standing stone monu­ment column.

The column was built between 1671 and 1677 to com­mem­or­ate the Great Fire of London in 1666 which des­troyed most of London. The column is the tallest free-standing stone column in the world. It is 202 feet (61 meters) tall which is the exact dis­tance from it to the place where the fire started. It was after the fire that build­ings were con­stuc­ted out of brick or stone.

While coming down the 311 steps in the monu­ment column, I shot this through a narrow window.

I recall Calgary, Alberta, Canada also had to learn this lesson in the late 1800’s after a fire des­troyed most of down­town. They rebuilt with sand­stone. Um? The reason why anyone would study history sud­denly becomes clear.

Needless to say, Chris and I walked back down the 311 steps and kept walking until we finally got “home” at 10:00 pm. After walking this 14 kilo­meter journey through London, not count­ing the walking within build­ings, we imme­di­ately went to sleep.

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