Rainy Days and California Dogs

Ahem. If any of you see the pix below sideways – it’s not you. My iPhone camera has a bug in it.

It’s just a little rainy. Our first rainy day of the season. Southern California rain – not too heavy, no typhoon or anything. But still. Rainy, gray skies, haze, dark house, etc.

Deck

Sun deck - SUN deck. Not today though.

We’re very spoiled with our sunshine here. Sun shines most every day. This is why we pay the big bucks to live in this state. That’s why I bought all those deck and patio chairs and plants and stuff.

Deck set

The outdoor life. Not today though.

The way rain works in California, at least in the twenty-five years I’ve lived here is this – no rainy season for several years. Drought conditions, water conservation warnings, reservoir water levels down 30 feet. Then a veritable deluge, by our standards – a big rainy season. Usually attributed to something like El Nino or La Nina conditions. Those busy scientists – always giving things cute names. Then another cycle of no rain for several years and so on. We had quite a bit of rain last winter after a long dry season as usual. So I don’t know what this year is going to bring.

In Southern California you have a weird wardrobe. People wear shorts and open shoes year round. Even in the rain. People seldom carry umbrellas. They are usually caught unaware, and dart from building to car when it’s rainy, sans umbrella. I have one. Somewhere. Always forget to carry it. Feel awkward with it. Unnatural. Don’t know where to put it. Today I went to Starbucks on the way to the office. No one had an umbrella. Seriously. I know these things.

You know why the rain sucks? My hair. No use drying it nicely now. As soon as I set foot outside it will curl and frizz up. Especially the bangs. I will drench it in Moroccan oil and stick it in a knit cap while I’m out and about. Note to self – Need. More. Cute. Knit. Hats. Stop procrastinating. Get online today and buy. Or hit JC Penney or Sports Chalet – somewhere.

Another note to self – put towel in car trunk for wet dog. And baby wipes. And umbrella!

You know what rain is good for? Washing the car. Yay, my car will get washed off today. See, I’m looking at the bright side.

The ten-day forecast according to my Weather Channel app is sunny. The weekend temps are in the mid-70s. But they didn’t have rain forecast for today as of last week. What’s the point of a forecast if it’s always, well, wrong? It’s that California-style forecast – they spot the rain, then forecast it for right now. Then flip a coin for tomorrow.

If we have a real rainy season I’ll take extra Vitamin D3 and grab sun whenever it comes out or maybe hit a tanning salon a few times. Maybe I’ll buy a decent umbrella, some waterproof boots and actually go outside in the rain and take walks in it. Stretch myself – get out of my comfort zone, yadda-yadda.

Don’t think I’ll be able to enlist the dog for that idea though.

Naptime

I'm not going anywhere. Go away.

Dachshunds and water don’t mix.

He’s only an inch off the ground people.

And some things hang.

And there’s not much fur on the bottom side.

Nap2

I can hold it all day long. Really. Leave me alone.

So no walks today.

Then what happens?

Of course…

begging

Play with me I'm bored.

I thought I told you to

Go!

Out-Side!

Beggin

I'm booooored! Come on!

I’m busy.

Gah!

Now you leave ME alone, jeez…

tug

Grrrr... Grrrrrrrrowrrrrr!

Dangit.

Hobbit Dog always wins.

Chocolate Mousse, Primal Style with Coconut Milk

I’ve been buying coconut milk by the case from Amazon since the stores around here, including Trader Joe’s, only carry low-fat coconut milk. Yuck, right? The last case I ordered was Thai Kitchen Pure Coconut Milk, sold by Amazon. It was so thick it came out of the can in one solid chunk, very little liquid. In my newest order, the cans were labeled with more Marketingese: “Thai Kitchen Unsweetened Premium First Pressing Coconut Milk (95% Organic)” and the contents contained more liquid. This batch was also sold by Amazon.

The differences in textures and qualities of the various coconut milk brands and even within the brand makes it hard to get a consistent ingredient for recipes – so when you are trying to replicate a recipe that simply calls out “coconut milk” be aware that the kind of coconut milk the originator of the recipe used and the kind you buy can be quite different. I find the liquid that separates from the creamy part of coconut milk tends to have an off taste, tinny is how I would describe it, and the tinniness gets imparted into your recipe.

Anyway, enough consumer education, let’s get on with the recipe. I’ve made this a few times and I think last night’s was the best I’ve concocted so far.

Mr. PR had grabbed some fresh raspberries yesterday so as I was planning to cook dinner I thought, what could I do with those raspberries? Oh, doh! Chocolate! Chocolate mousse.

Okay, now I have to let you know before you get mad – I do not use recipes. I have lots of beautiful cookbooks I love to look at. But I don’t use recipes. I get ideas from recipes. I might follow a recipe in a kinda-sorta way. But I don’t measure out ingredients and use all the same ingredients.

Even my own concoctions are not really recipes – written-down, measured out recipes. Nope. I don’t do that. So I’m not going to give you any of those kinds of recipes here on my blog. So your results of my concoctions will vary.

Okay!  That caveat out of the way. Last night here is kinda-sorta what I did:

Open three cans of  coconut milk I described earlier. Drain out the water. I put the water aside for another use – probably something like a soup or smoothie. Put the creamy, buttery part in a mixing bowl.

Thai Kitchen Coconut Milk

Add the remainder of a container of pure, unsweetened cocoa powder.

cocoa powder

I didn’t have enough to give it that really chocolatey taste, so I added about an equal amount of Ghirardelli double chocolate cocoa powder, sweetened. I didn’t look at the ingredients. Honestly, why do that to myself? I know the stuff is sweetened. That’s all I need to know.

Using a silicone spatula, I mixed and mixed and mixed until all the cocoa powder was blended (lots of lumps – I had to change hands a couple of times from fatigue). After the mixture was lump-free I poured it into a glass container, covered it and put it in the refrigerator. Then I licked the spatula and cleaned the bowl with my finger – then licked my finger. Can’t let that chocolatey heavenliness go to waste.

I grilled some vegetables and some salmon for dinner.  Here is how I grill the salmon – I cover this grill basket thingie with foil, and put the salmon on it and cook it on the grill uncovered. I’ve tried it covered with foil but I like the flavor and consistency of the salmon done this way. Self-experimentation y’all, that’s what it’s all about.

salmon fillets

Use a little olive oil on the foil to prevent sticking

Then I grilled a bunch of tri-tip steaks for cutting into roast beef slices for lunches. Funny how the dog is always around when I turn on the grill. 

dog on deck

Don't mind me, I'm just looking at the view...

After dinner, when those tritips have cooled, I use a long, serrated knife and slice them up. Before I threw them on the grill I gave them a sprinkling of Montreal Steak Seasoning. That’s all. And I keep them quite rare because refrigerating will toughen a medium rare or medium well done beef. Tritips are pretty lean too, so to get the moist, flavorful roast beef slices, you’ll want to keep them rare. Then let them rest before slicing.

tritip steaks

Taking a rest

Alright, enough side-tracking. Back to the mousse. After dinner was eaten and cleared and the tritips were sliced and put away and the dog got fed and given some tritip pieces and juice as a doggy jackpot, I took out the cooled mousse. The mousse firmed up into a consistency between pudding and traditional mousse. This picture is meant to give you an idea of that consistency. Hope that works for ya.

chocolate coconut milk mousse

Chocolate Coconut Milk Mousse

I spooned some mousse into margarita/ice cream glasses, then loaded the glasses with the raspberries, which I had taken out of the fridge to take the edge off. (I don’t like cold fruit).

Raspberries and Chocolate Mousse

Shameless plug of my orchid-growing capabilities

Ohhhhhh! So creamy, so chocolatey! It was so rich. I mean a little too rich. I had to give some of mine to Mr. PR, my mouth just couldn’t take anymore. Next time I serve it out I’ll use less mousse and more fruit. It’s that rich. Very delicious. Very mousse-like. If someone served this to you in their home, you would not believe that this isn’t the traditional cream-and-egg mousse. It’s that good. And there’s no coconut taste at all. I’ve got to get some vanilla-flavored protein powder and try that next time to make a nice vanilla pudding. That would be awesome with fruit.

Lunch Mates

Well, that was fun! I posted a few unrelated articles then dropped this blog for over a year. My, my, I didn’t take myself for a procrastinator! What was I doing? Where has the time gone?

Stuff did happen.

33 Chilean Miners were rescued on television and the world was transfixed.

Oil spilled for 86 days in the Gulf of Mexico and the world was transfixed.

North Korea provoked South Korea again and the world was transfixed.

Me and Mr. PR went Primal (more on that soon).

Oh, and I had visitors.

I like when people want to come to my house and tell me to make sure to bring the dog to the airport. Or they ask me to come over and get all, “where’s the dog?” Thanks guys. I get it.

Lunching with Dog

Lunch Mates

We ate. A lot. I fell off the Primal wagon a few (cough) times. I had to buy rice for the house. I mean, my mom. My nephew. They need rice. They has to haz rice. And Korean food. And Korean sweets. And American pastries. And bread for sandwiches. And we went out to eat a bunch of times. I had a lot of doggy bags. Then there’s my mom. Her eyes are way bigger than her stomach. DoggyBag should be her middle name. Lots of boxes and bags in the fridge.

Buddies

Buddies

We went here and there. We ate all kinds of food. I had to go up a jeans size. Dang. It’s expensive to buy all new jeans. Even at the outlet mall. I ate a burger at the San Diego Zoo that was called an Angus burger but tasted like sawdust. Can you make hamburgers out of sawdust and call it Angus burger? Evidently you can.

Odo at Lunch

I ordered 40 minutes ago dangit - where's my crepe?!

After the visitors left I threw all the miscellaneous boxes and half-eaten Korean food into the trash. Ugh. Primal re-boot, and with a vengeance. I started boiling bone broth right away. Lifting heavy things. Getting sun. Reclaimed the guest room closet. (That part’s not necessarily Primal). Cleaned the house. Put on the country music.