Shifting winds at the port

The small community of San Pedro is the Port of Los Angeles. It's the busiest port in the United States, and together with its next-door neighbor, the Port of Long Beach, it's the sixth busiest port in the world.

Sea-going travel boats, fishing, shipping - these industries have driven human civilization since its beginning, and bring with them dependent industries. Port cities become vibrant places where amusement and vice are mingled with overindulgence, and where the world's cultures intersect, both authentically and with contrived fakery.

Crafty

 

If you're into handmade, home-made, and house-made crafts, there's a new place to visit. Crafted occupies a long, low, wooden warehouse in San Pedro, at the Port of Los Angeles.

Inside the space is divided into market stalls, which are rented to artists and craftspersons. Crafted has been open since last summer.

The idea is great, though there are still quite a few empty stalls. The space is beautiful, with wood beams overhead. Red-painted picnic tables and Adirondack chairs dot the space, welcoming shoppers to sit, relax, and enjoy snacks purchased from food trucks parked outside.

Here's an introduction to some of the vendors at Crafted:

2 Market Street - this retired couple works together. She makes aprons. He makes handmade cookie cutters. You can get almost any shape imaginable.

At World Flavorz Spice & Tea Company, the teas and spices are displayed in bowls that invite shoppers to breathe in the wonderful aromas.(Buyers are given packaged spices).

Tish and Peggy share a stall, where they sell jewelry and hand-knitted accessories. Their stall is so attractively arranged, with such clever displays that I commented on it. Peggy laughed and told a story about how her husband once described her decorating style as "epileptic" - his listener corrected him. "Don't you mean ecletic?" "No," he said, "it looks like it was done in spasms."  I bought a pretty pair of earrings.

At the Krazy Korner stall, Keith Schafer's colorful and punk-inspired glassworks stood out from the more subdued and tasteful surroundings. From a booth lined with old LP album covers, the brilliant colors popped. His mom was manning the stall when I visited.

The Red Car Market is a space that carries artisanal foods made by several craftspersons. Jarred salsas, bottled hot sauces, and relishes are offered. I bought a jar of San Angel mole, and some strawberry/hot chile jam.  Did you know you can buy cake in a jar? Cakebar sells spirit-infused goodies.

Paradise Preserves offers jams, jellies, preserves and other delicious jarred goodies. 

The warehouse is so vast that one half is walled off and rented as an event space. When I was there, preparations for a wedding were taking place.

On weekends, live music adds a festive feeling to the space. Different food trucks are invited to the parking lot outside the big warehouse doors.  It's the kind of place where vendors and customers greet one another like old friends.

If you wanted to take your hand-crafted business to the next level, it's worth looking into Or, if you're looking for unique handcrafts in Southern California, it's worth a visit.

Spring sprung

We're having the first really warm spell in a long time. The sunshine and warmth have really made the plum blossoms pop!

Doing the heavy lifting



Photo by Laurent Schwebel

Sometimes you have to do hard things. It's easy to put things off if you're afraid of doing them, or if you don't want to face something.

This week I did something I've been avoiding for a long time. A good friend gave me a kick in the pants and told me to get it done with.

I had to talk to a powerful person who is in a position to help me, but of whom I feel deeply intimidated. I had to initiate the meeting and make my request for help, even though I was afraid my reception would be negative. My instinct had been to lay low, to avoid contact, to get along without making this step. But my friend said - "You have to do this first, before doing anything else."

So I did it. And what was the result?

The powerful person learned good things about me - that had been unknown before.

The powerful person has given me a chance to show what I can do.

The powerful person knows I need help, and is looking out for opportunities for me.

I am not afraid of the powerful person any more.

I feel pretty good.

About the photo - this photo was sent to me in a slide show. When I read more, I learned that the photographer, Laurent Schwebel, had recently been a victim of crime in Argentina. I usually don't like to use other peoples' photos, but this one said something to me.  So if you like it, go to Laurent Schwebel's webpage and look at the wonderful work that remains his legacy.

Roosting chickens

Today my neighbor's chicken decided to take a walk through my front yard.

It's OK, we need the eggs.

New buddy

One of Jack's best friends is my neighbor, Patty. Patty is a dog lover, and when we first got Jack and were worried whether he could endure being home alone while we worked, Patty stepped in to give him a daily walk, along with her dog, the elderly and venerable Mary Margaret.

After a bit, Mary Margaret was unable to keep up with Jack's energy, and since he was adapting well to life in our house, he no longer needed a daytime walk. But Jack and Patty had forged an enduring relationship.

Mary Margaret went to doggie heaven (where all good dogs go), and Patty embarked on many adventures, including some international travel. But finally, this month, Patty welcomed a new dog into her home.

Seamus.

Patty and I set up Jack and Seamus with a play date this weekend.

Seamus is a poodle, and quite a bit smaller than Jack. He is also a younger dog than Jack, with a lot of energy.

Still, they got along just fine. They played and wrestled. Jack kept mouthing Seamus, and since Seamus is small and hairy, within half an hour, Seamus was reduced to a white mophead soaked in dog saliva. But a happy wet mophead soaked in dog saliva.

After they calmed down a bit, Patty gave them both treats.

Seamus can stand on his hind legs. They're both good dogs.

Jack loves his new friend. And those treats.

Fruits of the sea

It's six inches across.

Friday night, we stopped by one of our favorite Santa Monica restaurants for an early dinner. Blue Plate Oysterette is a tiny place right on Ocean Avenue, known for its fresh seafood.

We like to sit at the little bar just inside the door, that overlooks the busy kitchen. Friday night, as we sipped glasses of King Estate pinot gris, we watched one of the kitchen staff working with a bin filled with huge scallop shells. He deftly shucked them open, cleaned off the shells, and laid them in a clean tub. Displayed on each shell, a full six inches across, the creature from the sea rested, still alive, glistening.

Most people are used to bay scallops, little tablets of sweet flesh no more than an inch in size, bought out of the shell by weight. Larger scallops, maybe two inches across, are called "sea scallops." Scallops are typically harvested by drag nets, shelled and the meat sorted by size before distribution and sale. But what we think of as "scallops" are really just part of the creature - the strong, white adductor muscle used to swim. Scallops are the only bivalves that actively swim, unlike mussels or oysters that attach themselves underwater, or clams that burrow down into the sand.

There's more to the beast than the muscle, however. The ruddy orange roe, or "coral" curves around the muscle, and the mantle is trimmed around with a fancy passementerie of fringe and tiny bead-like eyes.

In Europe, the whole scallop is sold in the shell. Here in the US, it's finally becoming more common to see "Diver Scallops"  or  whole scallops in the shell, harvested by hand. These here at Blue Plate were just flown in from Massachusetts, and still trembled with life.

[The Man I Love] had to try one.  While we waited for our order, we supported west coast fisheries with a dozen Washington, British Columbia and Mexican oysters on the half-shell.

We love to watch the kitchen at work. Flames flashing on the big cooktops, servers drawing drinks or uncorking wine, shuckers laying out yet another dozen oysters on ice. We watched, transfixed, as one chef held a large live Maine lobster on a cutting board and smartly chopped it lengthwise, its legs still faintly waving as it met its destiny on the broiler. Ah, life is cruel, but lobster is delicious.

The scallop arrived in a sizzling hot cast-iron skillet, on a bed of rock salt. Baked with a sauce of sun-dried tomato and parmesan cheese, the flesh was sweet and nutty. The coral was milder tasting than the muscle, but sweet, and with a texture almost like a medium-cooked yolk of an egg. The whole thing was so delicious [The Man I Love] cleaned the shell - I think he would have licked it if he could!

I chose instead a pan-sauted fillet of striped bass, served with a piquant tomato and sherry vinegar condiment. I shared a bit with [The Man I Love], in payment for my taste of scallop and coral. The white flesh was perfectly cooked and delicate.

We've become such regulars at Blue Plate they recognize us now. With such fresh and delicious seafood, and a warm welcome, we always come back.

What the wind blew in

The weather turned cold and windy this week, and on Tuesday night it was bone-chilling cold. The sky was high, bright and blue, and the wind rattled the palm fronds on the beach. Up here in the canyon, the hills and narrow ravines channeled the wind even more fiercely.

What better to warm us up than a bowl of soup?

 One of my favorite soups is the ubiquitous Jewish deli favorite, sweet-and-sour cabbage soup. Tomato-y, full of vegetables, and with a tart piquancy, it's bracing, good, and not too rich. Variations abound - some with meat, some with raisins, some purely cabbage and others full of vegetables. It's easy to adapt to the contents of your crisper drawer.

That Tuesday night, my crisper drawer had a head of cabbage, some baby turnips, a couple of carrots, some leeks and a shriveled stalk of celery. There was also a bag of beet greens, saved from an earlier purchase and chopped - still looking fresh and good.  Ready to begin?

Sweet-and-sour Cabbage and Beet Green Soup

Ingredients:

• Cabbage - red, green, or savoy - about 1/2 a head, shredded
• Beet greens, shredded (optional)
• 1 or 2 carrots, diced or chopped small
• 1 medium onion, chopped
• 2 leeks, white and light green parts, chopped
• 2 - 4 baby turnips - mine were the size of ping-pong balls, so I used 4, peeled and diced or chopped
• Celery - about two stalks, chopped - or if you have a shriveled, limp, ugly stalk of celery, throw away the outer stems and finely chop the pale green heart inside, including the baby leaves.
• 1 or two slices of bacon (optional) or 2 tablespoons of vegetable oil or butter
• 4 cups chicken, beef, or vegetable broth
• 1 14 ounce can of crushed tomatoes
• 2 - 3 tablespoons of vinegar or lemon juice
• 1 - 2 tablespoons of brown sugar
• Optional - shredded cooked chicken or beef
• Sour cream to garnish
• Chopped dill or parsley to garnish

If you're using bacon, cook it in a large soup kettle until crisp; remove and reserve and leave about 2 tablespoons of fat in the kettle. If you're not using bacon, heat the oil or butter in the soup kettle. Saute all of the vegetables except the cabbage, and greens if you're using them, in the fat until soft and translucent, about 5 minutes.

Add the cabbage and wilt for about 5 minutes.

Add the broth and tomatoes, and bring to a boil, then turn down to a simmer.

Add the greens, if you're using them.

Add the vinegar and sugar. I use cider vinegar and a dark brown sugar, but you can use what you have. The proportion is roughly 2 parts sour to one part sweet, but everyone's taste is different. Some people like it really sweet. Some people like a strong piquancy while others like only a tinge. Some people add raisins for more sweetness. I've even seen some use chopped apples. You can experiment. I usually go easy at first, say 2 tablespoons vinegar and 1 of sugar, then I let the soup cook down and adjust again later.

Let the soup simmer for at least 30 minutes to cook down and soften the cabbage and greens, and let the flavors meld.  Some people add shredded meat - this is a great soup to make if you've got some leftover pot roast or corned beef.

Serve it up with a blob of sour cream and some chopped dill to garnish. If you've used bacon, you can crumble the crisp bits on top.

It's warm and tangy and perfect to eat by the warm fireplace with just a slice of dark pumpernickel and melted cheese. It improves with age, and makes a delicious lunch with a BLT sandwich.

Becalmed

Fishing on the Venetian lagoon, near San Erasmo Island

Sorry, there's just not that much going on right now.  Things are quiet, still, motionless; the water before me is glass-smooth.

They say wind is coming in this evening. Maybe that will swell the sails and raise my spirits to flutter.