Birthday brunch and bicycling

We filled my birthday weekend with delicious food and nice (if warmer than my ideal) biking.

We transformed a large Swiss chard harvest into this Quinoa and Kale Swiss Chard Crustless Quiche that I saw on One Hot Stove a few weeks ago, with a side of broiled asparagus to round out the meal.

I doubled the recipe and made two quiches — relatively easy and seriously delicious, all three of us devoured our pieces and went back for seconds.  Matthew said it reminded him of a grown-up take on broccoli-rice casserole.

Good thing Sir likes grown-up food!

For my birthday, I requested chocolate pudding cake, and Matthew executed perfectly (recipe coming later this week).

Later in the day, Sir headed out to Grandma’s for a sleep-over, and we pedaled eight sweaty miles (that I wouldn’t have traded for eight air-conditioned car miles) . . .

Tasty vegan food

. . . to Dinner & Bikes.*

Reflecting the flash

With the sun setting and shadows lengthening, our return ride was a bit cooler, and we further cooled things off with some frozen yogurt.

Despite reading about them for well over a year on other foodie blogs, this was my first trip through a self-serve fro-yo and topping bar — a fun ending to a fun day!

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*More on the event in a later post.

Market morning

I just returned from a lovely visit to the Tower Grove Farmers’ Market — the first of the season.  Their new eight o’clock opening time made it easy to beat the heat.

I don’t like the heat even in the summer, when it’s supposed to be hot, so you can imagine my feelings about kicking off May with a week of 90ish degree temps.  Since I can’t do anything about the heat, I may as well enjoy the earlier than usual produce that comes with it.

I filled the milk crate on my bike with strawberries, asparagus, and a small head of cabbage.  We have tons of greens (Swiss chard, spinach, lettuce, arugula) from our garden right now, so I didn’t need to buy much else.

Back at home, I enjoyed breakfast number two — pancakes with fresh sliced strawberries.  Delicious!

I’d mostly avoided eating the imposters (i.e., berries trucked in from far, far away) over the last year.  The first strawberries of the year were worth the wait.

I found a farmer selling organic practices, no-spray berries, so I can eat them without wondering what else I’m eating along with them, extra important since Sir will no doubt be enjoying some of these berries.  (Sir would probably be perfectly happy to eat ALL of the strawberries — that kid can put it away!)

Bicyclists: United we stand, divided . . .

Sigh.  I write this with a heavy heart.  What should have been a simple decision to attend a fun bicycle-related event has become much more complicated.

I first heard about Dinner and Bikes over two months ago.  It looked like a great event, uniting my two most-beloved blog subjects with its goal to “bring people together to eat delicious food and get inspired about bicycle transportation.”

However, I assumed that with the need to find care for Sir, attending would be too much of a hassle, something I could have easily done a year ago, but not so much now.  Fast-forward several weeks, and all the cards fell into place for us to have a fun evening, biking to and from the event, and sharing dinner and conversation with fellow bicycling enthusiasts.

Instead of simply buying tickets for the dinner, though, I did a little research to make sure the event was worth our time and money.  Beyond a great goal, and a list of event dates and locations, the information given on the Dinner and Bikes blog was a little sparse, so I followed some of the links for more information on the creators.

One blog in particular, Taking the Lane, seemed promising and interesting, given the title.  Unfortunately, what I found there cast a bit of a shadow on my enthusiasm:

“The great thing about Austin,” commented Joshua, not a bicyclist himself, “is that from the most in-shape to the least fearful, anyone can ride right down the middle of the lane.” He cackled and added, “That doesn’t leave anybody out, right?”

I’ve tweaked Joshua’s slogan slightly for alliteration — “From the most fit to the least fearful.” The anti-bike lane movement is welcome to take it on as its new motto.

While I love biking in St. Louis, I’m already cringing after reading this and Elly’s reviews of other cities, wondering what she’ll say about bicycling here.

Further, if this language, written by one of Dinner and Bike’s coordinators, was representative of what I would find at the event, did I really want to take part?  Would I feel unwelcome and out of place because I think bicyclists should operate their vehicles like other road users?  Would I spend the evening listening to presentations perpetuating the myth that only very fit and very brave people can use bicycles for transportation in places where there is little formal bicycle infrastructure, which goes against my beliefs and experiences and what I teach in Cycling Savvy?

In an attempt to get a bit more information, I consulted my fellow Cycling Savvy instructors — turns out I was opening a real can of worms with my digging, and not my friendly red wigglers, either.

Though I was aware that there are two differing views of cycling advocacy, one that sees infrastructure as the solution and another that encourages bicyclists to become part of traffic and work with the existing road system, my queries revealed this to be not just a friendly debate, but a loaded topic, subject of more than a few hateful and vitriolic blog posts that left me with a heavy heart and a very bad taste in my mouth.

I pose this question to you, my fellow bicyclists and bike advocates: Can we afford this kind of hateful talk?  If no, then why do we allow it to continue?

In the United States, people who use bicycles for transportation are already in the minority (in many places making up less than 1%) of all road users.  If we want to increase the number of people bicycling, make bicycling safe and approachable for all, and [although it is already a pretty darn safe activity] continue to make it safER, we must stand together.

This is not to say that there is not room for debate about various ways to achieve our goals.   I have read and understood the arguments on both sides of this debate, and, like many questions in life, there is probably no one right answer. In order to make any progress we must be at the same table, which means we need to eliminate hostile and divisive discourse and labels and categories such as “anti-bike lane movement,” “vehicularist,” and “infrastructurist.”  Only then can we move forward and find progressive solutions that address the barriers to more people bicycling.

I am a bicyclist.  I am a Cycling Savvy instructor.  I have advocated for Complete Streets policies.  I have drooled (from afar) over the bicycle accommodations and huge bicyclist mode share in places like Copenhagen.  I should not have to question whether there is space for me and my beliefs at a bicycling event.

WE ARE BICYCLISTS — united we ride, divided we fall.


Note: In the spirit of uniting with others, I just purchased our tickets for the St. Louis stop of the Dinner and Bikes 2012 Tour.  Anyone want to plan on biking with us to the event?

Punk(in)’d: One pumpkin, five ways

Despite our plethora of homegrown winter squash, when Matthew saw a big (nineteen pounds!), beautiful, heirloom pumpkin at Local Harvest Grocery for less than six dollars last fall, he couldn’t resist.

The big guy hung out in our basement over the winter, and we finally got around to cooking it last Saturday.  We left it whole and squeezed it into the oven (it barely fit), where it roasted at about 380° F, until tender and starting to collapse.  (The rimmed baking tray underneath it was a must, as it released over six cups of “pumpkin juice.”)

After carefully removing some of the liquid from the tray and taking it out of the oven, I cut it in half to help it cool more quickly.  Once cool[er], I scooped out the seeds, then separated the flesh from the skin.  After processing with some of the escaped juice, it yielded over fifteen cups of gorgeous puree.

Over the next two days we transformed the puree into these delicious treats:

  1. Pumpkin custard (recipe below)
  2. Pumpkin bread — based on this recipe, which I love because of the large amount of pumpkin in each loaf, almost two cups per loaf, versus one cup in most recipes
  3. GRAINola bars — my first time with this recipe; I’ll be making more of these
  4. Pumpkin oatmeal — stir 1/3 c. pumpkin puree along with some pumpkin pie spice and walnuts into regular oatmeal
  5. Roasted pumpkin seeds — okay, so this last one didn’t involve the puree, but the seeds are arguably one of the healthiest parts of the whole deal; washed, patted dry on dishtowel, tossed with a drizzle of olive oil and a bit of sea salt, than roasted at 325° F until crunchy

Pumpkin Custard

Recipe by Matthew
Adapted from a family recipe

Serves 4-6

Ingredients
2 c. pumpkin puree
1/4 c. sugar
1/3 t. salt
2.5 T. flour
1/4 c. sugar (additional)
1 t. pumpkin pie spice
2/3 c. milk
1/3 c. cream
3 eggs

Directions
Combine pumpkin, 1/4 c. sugar, and salt in pot, bring to a boil and cook for five minutes.  Add flour, the rest of the sugar, and spice and continue to cook, stirring frequently.

Once thickened, remove from heat.

Preheat oven to 375° F and bring 6-8 cups of water to a boil.

Beat the eggs separately, and then beat in the milk and cream.  Add egg/milk/cream mixture to the pumpkin mixture, and mix until well-combined.

Arrange oven-safe ramekins or larger oven-safe glass containers in a roasting pan or a metal cake pan.  Pour custard into ramekins and place cake pan in oven.  Pour boiling water into the pan (around the ramekins) — the water should come slightly more than halfway up the outside of the ramekins.  Bake for about one hour (will depend on size of dish), or until set (knife inserted in middle should come out relatively clean.

Enjoy!

NOTE: Great warm; it will keep in the refrigerator for several days.  We typically triple this recipe, which makes  A LOT of custard.  A double recipe might be a better place to start.

What’s goin’ on

It’s been a little quiet over here, which usually indicates that life has been a little crazy.  We’re all alive and well, or as well as can be with yet another cold virus, courtesy of Typhoid Gabriel.

Friday
In the spirit of getting the bad news out of the way first, I visited the dentist for a routine cleaning.  It was so much fun that I get to go back and see them in two weeks for “a bit of work.”  Unremarkable for many people, perhaps, but this is my First. Cavity. EVER.

The first cavity ever is the equivalent of the first A- or B+ ever, when you kiss your hopes of being the valedictorian of perfect teeth goodbye and start down the path to becoming a toothless old hag.

Saturday
We met with a realtor and made [a low-ball] offer on a house (an offer that we felt was actually reasonable based on average price per square foot, days on market, etc.).

Sunday
I spent Earth Day teaching my first ever Cycling Savvy course — despite my initial lack of enthusiasm toward working on the weekend, I had a blast.  It felt great to put everything that I learned in instructor training last year into use, and teaching others skills and helping build the confidence they need to ride their bicycles more seemed a fitting way to spend Earth Day.

Meanwhile, out at the garden, Matthew put in the tomato plants and then held his breath until Monday morning due to the somewhat unexpected frost advisory.  Fortunately the little plants escaped the evil Mr. Frost.

We also found out that the seller soundly rejected our offer on the house — according to his agent he “almost fainted” when he read it.  Ha!

To him we say, have fun continuing to sit on that property that you’ve been sitting on for over two years during which time the pipes burst due to lack of adequate heating one winter.

As for us, we now have our eyes on something that I ultimately think could work out even better (details to come once we have a bit more info, but I’m already putting the eggs WAY before the chicken).