Monday, November 23, 2020

Adventures in miso

 Hi Natty!  How are you today?  I pray you are healthy and happy.  Again, I'm sorry about all this waiting around.  I prayed as sincerely as I could for your life to be an easy one, without the worries of money or a place to live.  I have a feeling though that when the time comes for us to be married inshaAllah, I will approach you as gently as possible as you doze in blissful slumber, then you wake with a shock and stick your claws in me.  Yeah I know, I use a lot of cat metaphors.  But which would you prefer, a gentle prodding or a rude awakening?  Either way when the time comes inshaAllah, please make it easy for me otherwise I will feel and think that you are not interested in marrying me.  This international and long distance love is not easy for either of us, so please make the process of marriage easy for your husband.

Damn, these soybeans just won't break even though I cooked them for a day!  Unless I stick my hands in there and mangle them.  Which is what I did, when it cooled down of course.  Then the skins were in the way.  I tried Google to tell me how to separate the beans from the skins, and it got cryptic on me.  The only clue I got was that I had to buy a machine to do the separation.  Damned shadow marketing.  So I threw the lot, skins and all, into a jar with salt and water, and left it on my counter to ferment.  I put some aside in the blender, and made a mulch, which is basically miso, without the fungus.  But fungus is in the air, right?  It'll get into the mix eventually, especially in this tropical climate.  So I made 2 types of miso: one with just salt, and the other with all the leftover anchovies I had in my cooler.  I used the anchovy miso in my ramen, and it was a success.  There was anchovy debris at the bottom of my soup because I used fried anchovies, but next time I won't.