Worldbuilding Blogfest: A Puerto Rican Favorite

Hola, mi gente!  This translates to "Hello, my people!"  This blog post is part of the the Worldbuilding Blogfest hosted by Sharon Bayliss.

Today I will share a part of Puerto Rican cuisine.  Yes, I love food.  It is my friend and my nemesis.  However, like all cultures, we take our food, music and customs seriously (by serious, I mean we party).  During holidays, we particularly light up our kitchens with the smells of Spanish spices wafting through the air.  Not only are our colors loud and bright, but we love our food spicy and flavorful.  We love pasteles, sort of like a big tamale wrapped in banana leaves but made with plantains, yuca and pork.  No occasion is celebrated without red rice and pigeon peas, arroz con gandules.  And who can forget the platanos maduros, fried sweet plantains.  So come with me on this culinary journey of food, love and family.

Pernil (Roast Pork Shoulder) Recipe

Prep Time:  15 minutes
Cook Time: 3- 4 hours
Servings: 10-15, possibly more  :)

Ingredients:

1 Pork Shoulder (about 10-12 pounds)
1 cup of Adobo with Pepper (Seasoning Salt)
1/2 cup garlic minced
1/2 cup of vinegar
3 packets of sazon (make sure it is the one with achiote for good color)
1/2 cup of olive oil
1 cup of water

1. Preheat the oven for 350 degrees F.
2. So the first thing you want to do is take the fully defrosted pork shoulder out of it wrapping and give it a good rinse.  
3. I don't know about anyone else, but I don't know how many hands were handling that meat (that's what she said! Or he said!  I never really know).  
4. Then you want to place it on a large cutting board because it is going to get crazy.  You take a butcher's knife and you let out some aggression on the pork shoulder.  Stab holes into the pork shoulder approximately two inches apart.  Your spouse, or significant other, may look at you with fear.  That is okay.  
5. Set the pork aside in a roasting pan or large aluminum pan  
6. Take all of your spices and mix them in a bowl.  Make sure mix well.  
7. With your hands, take a scoop of the spice mixture and spread liberally all over the pork shoulder.  Be sure to get a sufficient amount of the spices into the holes created by the knife earlier.
8. With the remaining spice mixture, add water and pour into the bottom of the pan.
9. Place in the oven for approximately 3 to 4 hours.
10. Be sure to baste the pork every 30 minutes.  At the end of 3 hours, use a serving fork to poke the shoulder, through to the bone.  If the liquid runs clear then it is done.  If it is somewhat pink or red, then let cook for another hour.
11. At the conclusion of the 3-4 hours, let the pork sit for 15 minutes before cutting into slices.
12. Enjoy with a side of rice, beans and salad!!!!!

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Tunnels

Tunnels

Some journeys never end.  I wonder about the light at the end of the tunnel.  Is it getting closer?  Is it getting further?  Or worse, is the distance still the same?  Life seems like that sometimes, like getting stuck in a tedious routine.  However, one good thing about tunnels is that the path to the goal is direct.  Everyone knows that the shortest distance between two points is a straight line, according to Euclidean geometry (may not work on a sphere).  Eventually, I'll reach that goal.  I may have to take some breaks along the way, but I'll get there.

Drabble- n. a story told in exactly 100 words.
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False Start Friday: Moving

This is part of the False Start Friday from Subliminal Coffee.  I wrote a little drabble and then revised my old To Do List that never got finished.  


In approximately one month, my husband and I will venture on a new journey- homeownership.  Yes, we are purchasing our first home and I cannot be more excited.  However, packing is absolute hell.  You never realize how much crap you have until you have to move.  My living room looks like a storage facility with boxes stacked upon boxes.  There are always three piles, lying about, when sorting through all this stuff: purge, keep and donate.  The piles are lessening but the monumental task has not.  Thank goodness, we have approximately one month before closing.  Well, back to packing . . . *faints*

UHaul Moving Van

The old "To Do" list that never got finished:
To Do List

1. Boxes
2. Clean file cabinet
3. Pack nonessentials
4. Buy Packaging tape
5. Pack books
6. Bills- file, organize
7. Prescription refills
8. Begin packing linens in space bags
9. Sell washing machine and portable air conditioner
10. Find ASPCA for cat 
11. Petzyme
12. Paper towels, tissue, plates, and cups

The new "To Do" list:

1. Boxes
2. Clean file cabinet
3. Pack nonessentials
4. Buy Packaging tape
5. Pack books
6. Cry
7. Bills- file, organize
8. Prescription refills
9. Begin packing linens in space bags
10. Sell washing machine and portable air conditioner
11. Find ASPCA for cat 
12. Cry some more
13. Organize boxes in a logical manner in  the living room
14. Create three piles- purge, donate, and keep.
15. Disseminate the items and take to their various locations: Keep= box, Donate= Plastic bags for Donation bin, Purge= Incinerator/ Trash bin.
16. Passport (nothing to do with moving but mine has expired.  So sad.)
17. Get the "Moving Kit" from Post Office and begin forwarding mail to new address, one week prior to closing.
18. Get paint supplies.
19. Reserve a moving truck.
20. Cry again.
21. To be continued and revised as needed.

That is all for now because I will probably cry again.  :)

Please visit the other hosts of False Start Friday:

January's False Start Friday writers is as follows:

1. Stephanie of stephstuff

2. Loree of Stories and Scribbles

3. Geo of Trainride of the Enigmas

4. Lily of Wishbone Soup Cures Everything

5. Susan of I Think; Therefore, I Yam

Happy Friday Everyone!!!!  :D

Rings

Saturn's Rings From the Dark Side

Round and round they go, flawless.  Rings.  An incessant and infinite cycle of girth in a limitless darkness and composed of scattered debris.  Rings.  From afar, they are beautiful, pristine and divine with culminating arcs.  Rings.  From near, they are a gelid, craggy, and desolate space. Rings.  Like all things that are reminiscent of a double edged blade, the desire to observe, study and marvel are inexplicable.  Rings.  The perfect annular forms are compelling like the song of sirens.  Rings.  Saturn at the center, huge and magnificent,  with its rings crowning this concentric sphere.  Rings.

I really want a ring!

Drabble- n.  a story told in exactly 100 words.

This Friday I will be participating in False Start Friday bloghop hosted by Subliminal Coffee.

 
The final list of January's False Start Friday writers is as follows:

1. Stephanie of stephstuff

2. Shaharizan of Bronx Tales & Inner Musings

3. Loree of Stories and Scribbles

4. Geo of Trainride of the Enigmas

5. Lily of Wishbone Soup Cures Everything

6. Susan of I Think; Therefore, I Yam

Come see us and join the fun! 

Top 5 Favorite Toys From My Childhood

I often find myself reminiscing about my childhood.  One thing that brings that warm, fuzzy feelings is my nostalgia for toys.  For six years I was an only child, until my sister Tamika came along, and I was spoiled rotten with toys.  I didn't care if they were toys generated specifically for boys or girls; if it was fun, I was playing with it.  These were some of my favorites:

1.  Slinky- at age 5, I spent countless hours watching the slinky go down steps, piles of books and I even made the mistake of trying to straighten out its concentric rings.  I was so angry with myself when I destroyed it and threw it away.  Good times!

2.  Barbie Camper Van- I kept mine until my early teens.  It was the one accessory from Barbie that I wanted to keep.  Alas, there was no space in the tiny one bedroom apartment my mother rented in the Bronx.  I was sad to see it go.

3.  Lite Brite- I drove my mom crazy with these.  I remember waking up at 5 am and playing with the Lite Brite as I sang the theme song to The Great Space Coaster.  There is no news like Gnu News!  Oh man, now I'm dating myself.

4.  Legos- If you dreamed it, then you could build it.  I was never able to create a helicopter or Death Star.  However, I did make a few houses and even a small village.  I love legos even to this day.  

5.  The Cardboard Box- This box was the epitome of Dr. Seuss's Oh, The Places You'll Go! I traveled to fairytale kingdoms, set sail on pirate ships, traveled to galaxies far and near.  My mother was often upset with me because on Christmas, I would pay more attention to the large packaging rather than the toy itself.  Is it any wonder that my children did the same?  Boxes are the best!

What were your top 5 favorite toys when you were a child?

This Friday I will be participating in the False Start Friday Bloghop from Subliminal Coffee. 

These are all the participants:

 

The final list of January's False Start Friday writers is as follows:
1. Stephanie of stephstuff
2. Shaharizan of Bronx Tales & Inner Musings
3. Loree of Stories and Scribbles
4. Geo of Trainride of the Enigmas
5. Lily of Wishbone Soup Cures Everything
6. Susan of I Think; Therefore, I Yam

Come and join the fun!

Rhythm of the City

"Rhythm of the City"

Paul Kenton

Mind racing. Heart thumping. Rhythms pacing. Music bumping.

Horns blowing. People walking. Litter flowing. Shoppers talking.

Taxis zooming. Buildings rising. Business booming. Fashion sizing.

Lights blaring. Shoes tapping. Passers staring. Awnings flapping.

Papers flying. Fires stoking. Babies crying. Poultry smoking.

Dogs pooping. Children playing. Seniors stooping. Parents praying.

Meters running. Trucks parking. Cops cunning. Drivers barking.

Bikers peddling. Traffic moving. Vendors meddling. Dancers grooving.

Singles moping. Couples holding. Lovers groping. Marriages molding.

Card sharks shaking. Stocks falling. No money making. Sellers calling.

Liquors flowing. No one's buying. Discontent's sowing. People dying.

This is the pulse racing Rhythm of my city.

Drabble- a story told in exactly 100 words.

This Friday I will be participating in False Start Friday bloghop hosted by Subliminal Coffee.

 
The final list of January's False Start Friday writers is as follows:

1. Stephanie of stephstuff

2. Shaharizan of Bronx Tales & Inner Musings

3. Loree of Stories and Scribbles

4. Geo of Trainride of the Enigmas

5. Lily of Wishbone Soup Cures Everything

6. Susan of I Think; Therefore, I Yam

Come see us and join the fun!

Pay It Forward: A Day of Service

Civil Rights March on Washington D. C., 1963

As I rush through the revolving doors of the department store, I think about the young woman who let me have her taxi. She just saved my job. One more lateness this month and I would have been fired.

The store is crowded for the Saturday sale. A customer walks by, appearing quite disheveled and lost. Her purse and its contents cascade to the floor. I notice that her wallet is hidden under a display.

"Excuse me, Miss. You dropped this," and I hand her the wallet.

She looks at me with gratitude and simply states, "Thank you so much!" 

This drabble was part of The Burrowers writing project, approximately two years ago, called "Pay It Forward."  To read more drabbles, click here.

Drabble- a story told in exactly 100 words.

I spent my day of service helping the elderly.  How did you spend yours?

Yesterday

It was a simpler time but not a better time.  We weren't allowed downtown.  We weren't allowed to vacation on the shores of Staten Island like the wealthy.  We provided blue collar service , then we trudge back to the outskirts of the city.  Day in and day out, we worked for pennies.  

"Yes, sir."  "Thank you, ma'am."  "May I help you sir?"  "Can I get that for you ma'am?"  

Indignant attitudes as though it were a crime to be noticed, a felony to not be invisible.  Maybe one day, they will look me in the eye and say "Thank you."

Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons.

Drabble- a story told in exactly 100 words.

Again, Again

Inspired by your belief in me, I look up to the sky, dig in my heels and whoosh! I can fly. The air beneath me, my wings spread apart, the wide world is mine. My time in the air doesn't last very long. Landing clumsily, my feet come back down to Earth but my parents steady me. Raising my head again, the sky is a beautiful cerulean blue with puffy white cotton balls dotted here and there. My potential is limitless. I resolve to capture the sky and own it. Grabbing my parents hands, I take flight again and again.



Again, Again
Alexander Millar

Drabble- a story told in exactly 100 words.

Late Night

It's funny how we do the craziest things to get what we want.  I want higher pay.  The only way to obtain this is to go back to school.  So here, it's 10:00 pm and I'm waiting for the ferry.  I got out of class approximately an hour ago.  I'm exhausted and tomorrow there is more toil at my place of employment.  I'm just so tired all the time.  I want to step through the glass mirror in the puddle and transport to another world.  Perhaps there, life wouldn't seem so desolate.

Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons.
Drabble- a story told in exactly 100 words.