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Indian Food Shopping

If you are doing a lot of Indian cooking, as I am this month, you may find yourself in need of special ingredients. There are spices and pulses (lentils and beans) and other things that might not be available in your local supermarket. Of course you can find these things online nowadays, but it might be fun to seek out an Indian or Pakistani market where you live. And if you can’t find one, here is a virtual version.

I’ve been to two such markets in the Seattle area. The first is far to the south of the city, in Kent, but it was the only such place I could find when I first moved here. One day Brandon and I—both new to the area and curious about what might be available—went on an ethnic food shopping trip. That day we found a market fragrant with spices and the smell of fresh rice. There were jars and bottles of intriguing pickles, and bags of crispy chaat snacks. It felt like going to another country for an hour or so.

This time I wanted to stay a little closer to home, and check out a market I had driven past many times on Aurora. It’s a brightly painted place that a friend of mine had mentioned when our cookbook club was doing Indian food. One day recently I made my way to Continental Spice and Groceries.

One thing that may draw you to this sort of market is the variety of lentils, beans, and peas—from chickpeas (channa), to mung beans (mung dal), and yellow split peas (toor dal). These are sometimes eaten whole, sometimes split with the outer husk removed. Many of these you can also find in the bulk section of a grocery store, but the full variety is available here.

There are some things you probably won’t find elsewhere. This is jaggery, an unrefined sugar used as a sweetener in India, Pakistan, throughout Africa and Latin America. Brown sugar is often used in place of jaggery in recipes, but this is the real deal.

Another ingredient you may or may not be familiar with is tamarind concentrate. This comes from a tamarind pod (you can see it on the graphic of the label) and is what gives Thai food and some Indian dishes their puckery tartness. Tamarind usually comes either in blocks, which need to be softened with some warm water and often contain pits that must be removed, or this paste which I find a lot easier to deal with. I keep a jar of this in my fridge for making pad thai and other dishes and it lasts quite a long time.

Obviously you’re going to find plenty of rice in this sort of market—all the way up to the fifty pound bags. Basmati is the rice that grows in this part of the world, and it has a lovely nutty flavor. You might want to stock up. You may also find things like garbanzo bean flour and other unusual items.

But the thing that will most likely bring you to a specialty shop like this is the spice selection—items you will have a hard time finding in a supermarket like amchur or asafoetida or black salt. Have you ever heard of black salt? I had not (to make things more complicated, it’s not actually a salt).

This store has a whole spice area (which I really wish they would call “spice alley”). It’s filled with everything from garam masala to nigella seeds. Most anything you need can be found here.

I have a whole spice post in the works for you next week—the basics of what you want to buy, and the more extended version as well. But I will tell you that I ended up not buying my spices in any of the Indian markets I’ve visited. They have a great variety, but there’s a problem—at least for me. I don’t cook Indian food that often, and not usually for a huge crowd. How long do you think it’s going to take me to work my way through a bag of amchur this big? A decade or two is what I’m guessing. This would be great if you really wanted to stock up, but for my purposes, being able to buy spices by the ounce is a better option.

But I love these markets all the same. I love how they make me feel as though I have been plunged into another world, another culture. It feels like travel—the sort of experience that opens your eyes and mind to a very different way of existing in the world. I like to poke around, try new things, ask questions, learn as I go. Like travel, it can be a bit overwhelming, but I love even that about it.

And if you do end up getting too overwhelmed by all the choices when it comes to lentils and spices and jars of pickles, you can also decide to stock up on packets of prepared food. I suspect even that would be an interesting adventure.

I’ve listed the markets I have been to, in Seattle and the San Francisco Bay Area, as well as a few others that readers have recommended. If you have a good Indian food shopping outlet in your area (or online), I’d love if you would mention it in the comments. Some people have already been doing this and it’s a great help to others who might want some advice. Let’s see what sort of resource we can put together.

Happy Friday, everyone. I hope you have a good weekend.

SEATTLE AREA:

International Bazaar (near IKEA)
18439 East Valley Hwy. Kent, WA 98032
(425) 656-9100

Continental Spice and Groceries (online reviews warn to check expiration dates on items)
7819 Aurora Avenue North, Seattle, WA 98103
(206) 706-0326

SF BAY AREA:

Vik’s Chaat House (small market for ingredients in front of food court)
2390 4th St (between Bancroft Way & Channing Way), Berkeley, CA 94710
(510) 644-4432

NEW YORK

Foods of India
121 Lexington Ave # 28, New York, NY 10016
(212) 683-4419

Kalustyan’s
123 Lexington Ave, New York, NY 10016
(212) 685-3451

EDMONTON, ALBERTA:

Spice Centre
9280 34 Ave., Edmonton, AB


Tea & Cookies

It’s been a busy year, cookie lovers.  I’ll spare you the sob story.  Needless to say I’ve had plenty of cookies but little occasion to sit down and actually write about them.  Now where’s the fun in that, you ask?   No fun.  Just a few extra pounds.  Boo.

Barreling down Beverly Drive the other day to finish up some weekend errands, I was pleasantly shaken out of my cookie coma by this little trio of toothless bandits:

Pretty cute.   Ate the entire box of Samoas on the way home, then poured the Tag-A-Longs in the trash and doused them with yellow mustard.

I’m back!

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Ask not what your Cookie can do for you…

A cookie sensation is sweeping the nation, folks.  Cookie plates are popping up at fancy foodie restaurants from coast to coast.  And while this humble cookie blogger wouldn’t even begin to take credit for this phenomenon – the cookie is the medium and the message, of course – a little investigative reporting at Ammo with my buddies David and Kevin the other night revealed that we’re indeed doing our part right here in Los Angeles.

When the cookie plate arrived, I pressed my boy Paul for some answers about the freshman addition to the menu:

What’s that Paul?

 

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Deluxe 8 Inch Pan Brownies

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Caramel Filled Blondies

caramel filled blondiesAfter seeing some caramel sauce topped Martha Stewart blondies on Pinterest, I decided to try making a batch where instead of being poured over the top, the caramel was sandwiched in between two layers of blondie. The experiment worked! I’ve only made these once, but I plan to make them again and serve them to [...]
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The Inspiration of Rachel Cole

If you are lucky, a few times in your life you will cross paths with someone who has real wisdom. These people have the ability to cut through clutter and point out things you hadn’t noticed, so you walk away from the conversation seeing things in a new way. My friend Rachel is one of these people.

I first met Rachel Cole when she was awarded a fellowship to Taste3, an amazing food and wine conference held in the Napa Valley that I was lucky enough to help organize. Rachel was full of energy and ideas and excited to be there. She was also in the process of finishing up a Masters degree in Holistic Health Education and already working in the world of sustainable food.

Fast-forward five years and Rachel is a certified life coach. She’s taken her educational background and her life experience and folded it into a career that taps her talents and enables her to help people. Because I have a fascination with people who are pursuing their passions and building lives that suit them, I wanted to share a little of Rachel with you.

Some of you may remember Rachel. I’ve written about her before—about her morning breakfast ritual, and her book The Porridge Manifesto. In the past two years Rachel has built a business for herself and channeled her skills into meaningful work—and she’s using them to help other people craft their own fulfilling lives. I find that really inspiring, and I thought you might too.

The other thing that deeply inspires me about Rachel is that she’s struggled with and ultimately overcome an eating disorder. She has walked a very rough path, and puts all that hard-earned wisdom and compassion to good use. Through her work she helps women create well-fed lives for themselves—fed with joy, connection, community, laughter, love. I recently had a chance to talk with Rachel about how she helps people find what they are truly hungry for.


When we first met you were working with food. How did you become a life coach?

I took a coaching class in grad school and enjoyed it, but I filed it away for when I became a sweet old lady. I was already working in the sustainable food world and it didn’t make sense to do a career change. But in the work I was doing, I was always wondering and asking people what they are really hungry for. What are their passions?

Then it just became time. I was laid off unexpectedly, and even though I was shocked and crying, I heard a little voice that said Thank you. I had already been studying for my coaching certification and planning to out on my own eventually. It was sooner than I planned, but this is what I was put here to do.

There was definitely a learning curve—I had to learn how to use QuickBooks and figure out how many clients I needed, but it’s just one thing at a time and it becomes easier as you go along.

I seriously feel like we are here to serve and to deliver some form of medicine. This is what I do, I can’t imagine doing anything else.

What would you tell people who want to pursue their passion but might be scared?

You have to believe that it’s possible. My clients always ask if I believe in them—and I tell them that I do but that’s not the most important part. They have to believe.

For those clients who are trying to leave their jobs and go out on their own, it helps to build a bridge—to build up savings. Maybe you do the work on weekends to start, then transition to full time. You can take things one step at a time.

What does your work as a life coach look like?

I have a shifting roster of clients I see in person or on the phone. We have two sessions a month of an hour each time. We work on forward motion towards a fulfilling life—and that is different for each person. What does that looks like for you, and what are the beliefs that are getting in the way? When it’s a good fit, magic happens.

I also do one-off sessions—a ninety-minute kickstart of perspective and wisdom. And I write on my website and share my worldview. If people resonate with my writing, they’re probably a good fit for coaching.

Why do you feel called to do this work?

Women are starving—literally and metaphorically. I can see it on a really big scale. We’ve been brainwashed into feeling our hungers are not trustworthy, that they have to be fed in private. So we seek to fill ourselves up with other things—money, food, shopping, drugs, sex. I talk to so many people who feel so alone and have so much shame. I think our job this lifetime is to be the fullest expression of who we are. I want to help people achieve that.

What is the most rewarding part of what you do?

I can clearly see the lives that are better because I’m doing this work—and there’s nothing better than that. I wish everyone could have that feeling.

It’s also incredibly rewarding to see that the darkest, most painful parts of my life, which spanned many years, have been turned into gold. And I don’t mean financial gold. They’ve been turned into medicine, into healing for other people.

What would you tell people who want to move forward in their life, but who are scared?

I’d tell them the good stuff is on the other side. That there’s no point in waiting and denying. There are so many people who are feeling dead inside. Most of my clients are scared, but they also feel called.

I’d also tell them to be patient and go slow. Maybe open that box a little at a time. Do it with someone who makes you feel safe. Find someone who has gone before you. You’re not imprisoned indefinitely.

In the spirit of Rachel, today I’m thinking of what it is that I’m truly hungry for. Here are some of mine: more time outdoors, home/stability, adventure (always), love (from myself and from others), dancing and frilly skirts, intimacy, to swim in warm waters, to acknowledge that my desires have worth.

How about you?

If you want to hear more, check out Rachel’s website.

You also have the chance to experience Rachel in person. She’s currently doing a series of workshops she calls Retreatshops. You can see the schedule below, with links to learn more. I’ll be at the Seattle event next month, excited to be inspired and guided by Rachel’s wisdom, insight, and humor.

San Francisco: March 24
Seattle: April 7
Chicago: April 14
Minneapolis: April 15
Los Angeles: April 21
Tassajara workshop: June 4-7

**All images courtesy of Rachel Cole


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Wild, by Cheryl Strayed

One day, almost two years ago, I clicked on an online link that had been recommended to me and began reading an advice column called Dear Sugar on a literary website. Suddenly I felt my breath knocked out of me. Here was writing that was extraordinary—so stark in its honesty, compassion, and real connection to both the muck and magic of life. I was hooked. I began looking forward to Thursdays, when I could read something new from this anonymous Sugar. Her columns never failed to take my shell—the one we all construct around ourselves—and break it open a little bit.

Early this year I discovered who Sugar was. Even more exciting, I learned she had a book coming out. I begged an advanced copy off a friend and read it in two days—staying up until 2AM each night. Then, when I finished, I did something I have never done to any book: I picked it up and hugged it.

Wild is the story of Portland writer Cheryl Strayed, author of both the Dear Sugar column and the award-winning novel Torch. At the age of twenty-six, reeling from the sudden loss of her mother to cancer and the disintegration of a family she is unable to hold together, she decides to hike the Pacific Crest Trail (PCT), alone and with little preparation. She has just ended her marriage to a man she loves but cannot stop hurting, as she lashes out wildly trying to right herself and find balance again in a world that no longer makes sense.

The PCT is a 2,650-mile trail that begins at the US-Mexico border and runs north, though deserts and snowcapped mountains, until it ends at the Canadian border. About 300 rugged souls set out to hike the entirety of the trail each year, starting in the south in the winter, winding their way north and hoping the alpine sections of the trail through the mountains become clear of snow by the time they get there. They carry their camping gear on their back and pick up boxes of food and supplies they’ve mailed to themselves at post offices in small towns along the way. Many of them do not manage to finish what they’ve set out to do.

I’ve spent time on the PCT—in the summers I used to work as a wilderness instructor at a backpacking program for kids in Northern California. I know the trail’s dusty width, the exhilarating joy and aching despair that can be found along it. The PCT passes half a mile from our base camp in the Trinity Alps and over the years I’ve run into a number of thru-hikers. Women are somewhat rare on the trail. Never have I met one hiking alone.

The story Cheryl tells is gripping—the physical reality of such an undertaking, the blisters (not only on your feet, but also on shoulders and hips), the utter fatigue that is deeper and more deadening than anything you can imagine—and then you have to set up camp and make dinner and get up the next day and do it again. There are dangers on the trail: rattlesnakes, men who might take advantage, storms and hypothermia, and the ever-present possibility of an injury that might derail it all. Our true vulnerability in this world is impossible to avoid on the trail.

Yet this experience that strips everything away from you gives back. Perhaps it is the reduction of life to the basics of food, water, sleep, and forward motion that reveals its treasures. There is joy to be found in the simplest of places: lemonade bought from a store off the trail, the kindness of strangers, a hot shower, forging a bond with a fellow hiker.

You earn things on the trail as well. There is the exhilaration you feel at finally cresting a high ridge, the satisfaction of making your mileage goal for the day, pride at increased strength and muscle growth. There is the feeling you earn—step by painful step—that if you can do something as hard as this, you can do anything. Maybe you can even build a life up where one has fallen to pieces around you.

It’s often said that we go into the woods, into the wild, to find out who we really are. In stripping life down to its elemental core, we find our own heart, our strength, and our way forward. I know going into the woods saved my life. I suspect Cheryl Strayed might say the same.

I could tell you more about the story of Wild, but I’d rather you discover it on your own. This is a journey from the heart—from sterile hospital rooms to dusty trail days and the woods and meadows of Northern Minnesota. It’s a story of what we do when everything falls to pieces, and how it is possible—step by faltering step—to put it back together again.

It’s the story of how we become who we are meant to be, and how one woman took her own broken heart and built a bigger one.

Wild officially goes on sale today, and Cheryl is going on tour. She’s in Portland today, and will be in Seattle Thursday and Friday (I can’t wait to see her, I’m thinking of wearing my hiking boots), then the East Coast, California, and the Midwest. You can see the full tour schedule.

I’d encourage you also to read her Dear Sugar columns, which are being compiled into a book to be released this summer called Tiny Beautiful Things. They are extraordinary in their honesty and compassion. The heart Cheryl built for herself is wide and deep. I’m so glad she is sharing it with us.

And if you’re looking for me this summer, I’ll be on the trail.


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Viceroy Hotel Granola

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St. Patrick’s Day Creme de Menthe Cake

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Inception Cookies (Vegan and Non-Vegan)

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