I could have sworn I'd written this down in my cookbook or saved it in my gmail recipes folder, but apparently I didn't, so I'll put it here.

生姜湯 (shouga-yu) is a Japanese hot ginger drink that I love, especially during cold and flu season. I first had it when I was living in Japan, when I could buy pouches of just-add-boiling-water powder. Similar to the Chinese-style ginger honey drink mix my dad has bought from the Asian market for years, shouga-yu is sweet and gingery tasting, perfect for when you're sick or maybe coming down with something. Unlike the Chinese version, it's not as spicy and has a thick texture and throat-coating ability from the inclusion of 片栗粉 (katakuriko), potato starch. I would buy boxes of five or six sachets from the pharmacy; then I discovered the Osaka Costco stocked it in bulk and drank it all winter.

Much to my disappointment, after I came home I couldn't find those sachets in any of the Asian markets near me, but I figured I must be able to make it from scratch. It turns out to be fairly easy to put together as long as you have the components on hand. In theory you should grate the ginger fresh and use just the juice for the most canonical version, but I use jarred ginger paste since I resent any drink recipe that takes longer than putting things in a mug and don't mind chewing a few ginger bits.

This is barely a recipe and all the quantities are extremely customizable. Use any sweetener you like, adjusting the quantity to your taste. Use more or less ginger. You can even use more or less potato starch if you like it thinner or thicker. 

Ingredients: (makes 1 serving)

1 tsp katakuriko/potato starch
2 tsps COLD water
1 tsp ginger paste
2 tsps honey
about 1 cup hot or boiling water

1. In a mug, combine the potato starch and cold water, mix until dissolved. (Don't skip this step or you'll end up with hot ginger water over a thin layer of hard-set gel.)

2. Add the ginger and honey.

3. Add the hot water and stir well. Enjoy!
I've never thought of or described myself as a salad person. Growing up, my mother would eat a salad for supper every night that was usually made up of iceberg lettuce, insipid grocery store tomatoes, Spanish peanuts, green onions, storebought croutons, and an overly sour dressing she probably got the recipe for in a magazine in the '70s. There was usually a bottle of Creamy Cucumber and maybe a ranch or French or something in the door of the fridge. When we had company, we'd buy an Et tu Caesar salad kit and mix it up in a big bowl, which was at least tasty (the regular kind came with real bacon!) but not particularly exciting.

As an adult who can buy whatever dressings I want (even my absolute favourite, Kewpie sesame dressing), or make them more balanced to my tastes, salad has still been an afterthought. I switch between low-effort bagged salads and keeping lettuce, Lebanese cucumbers, and cherry tomatoes in the fridge and popping them in a bowl with some bottled dressing. Both result in a salad that's fine, mostly about getting vegetables into my body rather than enjoying the experience.

Enter America's Test Kitchen's tips for making better salads:


The salads I've been eating for the past few days have been so much better, it's really surprised me. Even with bagged salads or pre-made dressings, using techniques like tossing with your hands and dressing the bowl makes the final product way, way better. It's also started me thinking about salads in a different way, making me look around for stuff I have in the fridge or the cupboards that I can add that I normally wouldn't think to.

or, how an internet rabbit hole led me to actionable info for improving the Potato Experience

After a tumblr post talking about how etiquette guides can help with learning all those unspoken rules of behaviour that give the socially awkward so much trouble, I found my way to the delightfully named Were You Raised by Wolves? podcast. In this episode, among reader questions and other points of good or bad manners, one host asks the other about their baked potato eating (or, more specifically, cutting) technique, and informs her she's been Doing It Wrong. Specifically, according to such illustrious sources as Emily Post and Don't Eat Like a Boob (1917), vegetables including potatoes are never supposed to know the touch of a knife, and instead should be opened with the fork. The host sounded, frankly, disgusted by the idea and said she would not be changing her baked potato technique to conform to an outdated rule.

But I was curious.

Wondering how well forking a potato open would even work, I turned to youtube and found a video that... well... you should really just watch for yourself.


Now, this woman is more excited about a baked potato than I think I've ever been, but you can see why: instead of the potato flesh being sealed into smooth cut sides by the knife, using a fork to open the potato leaves the edges fluffy and almost corrugated, with a truly obscene amount of surface area for your butter and other toppings to melt into.

This past weekend, my dad did some boiled new potatoes so I was able to try the fork method, just adding some butter and salt. And... oh my god. It's so good. Not only is this my new go-to potato technique, I'll be trying it on sweet potatoes too, and any other vegetable it might feasibly work on.

So go forth and fork your potatoes! Rejoice in knowing that sometimes what's polite and what's delicious align perfectly.

If you haven't heard of The Velvetiser, it's a US$150 unitasker hot chocolate maker (okay, you can use it for mochas and stuff as well apparently). After learning about it from this review, I couldn't shake the desire to have one of these rich and, for lack of a better word, velvety hot chocolates. But even I, with my cupboards stuffed full of outlandish and expensive kitchen appliances, can't justify dropping nearly $300 CAD on a hot chocolate maker, not to mention their little single-serve packets of grated chocolate. I decided to see if I could replicate it much, much more cheaply.

Turns out, it's possible and easier than I could have ever anticipated.

Velvetiser helpfully tells you how much milk to use (220 ml) and how much chocolate is in one of their packets (35 g) so I stole used those measurements. I picked up a battery-powered handheld milk frother ($10 CAD) at a kitchen store at the mall, which is the only piece of gear I bought. Many people already have one, so if that's you, you're away to the races.

I wanted to go for maximum ease and speed, so instead of futzing around chopping or, god forbid, microplaning chocolate, I weighed 35 g of semisweet chocolate chips into a large mug, then poured in 220 ml of my milk of choice (I like Silk unsweetened soy, definitely pick something with creaminess here) and bunged it into the microwave. A little experimentation led me to 1.5 minutes as the right amount of time to get my milk nicely warm but not too hot for me. I am a delicate flower who can't drink beverages very hot. If you like your hot chocolate to take the roof of your mouth off, give it more time. (Microwave tip: Place your mug at the outside edge of the turntable, not in the middle, it'll heat faster and more evenly.) If you don't have a microwave, you could definitely do this on the stove, you'll just have a pot to wash at the end of this process.

Once it comes out of the microwave, just give it a mix and a foam with the milk frother (if you haven't used a big mug to give yourself enough headroom this part could get splashy). And then enjoy while fantasizing about being a fancy Victorian lady in your breakfast room drinking your cup of chocolate

Rich, velvety, truly decadent. But a bit too sweet for me, so I got in some dark chocolate chips (50%) for my second attempt, which was perfection. Obviously, if you like it sweeter you could use milk or even white chocolate (but why would you want to?), and if you want it darker you can experiment with darker chocolate (I'm planning to try some 70% bar chocolate, and have resigned myself to chopping). I'd also love to try with a salted caramel chocolate. Adding a little flavour extract like mint or almond would probably be great, or you could do a shot of liqueur (Bailey's, amaretto, Frangelico) if you want it boozy. I'm not a coffee drinker so I leave the mocha experimentation to others.

Of course, not having had a real Velvetiser hot chocolate, I can't swear that my version is just as good, and if I ever have the opportunity to try one I definitely will. But this is so good and so easy, I can't imagine I would ever want or need a Velvetiser, even if theirs comes out better. Unless you have money to burn or you're kitting out an office on the corporate card or something, I doubt most of us will get our hands on one. Now you don't need to.

This recipe was posted by Twitter user @maya_koikeda and is as of this writing still up.

I've translated it into English. It's a really good way to use up leftover KFC, and it's worth earmarking two pieces from the bucket for in advance. Koikeda-san mentions in her tweet that according to the friend who taught her to make this, this makes the best omurice, which I haven't tried yet but I definitely believe. I've never tried making it with non-KFC fried chicken but I don't see why you couldn't. A well-seasoned fried chicken will probably have the best results.

NB: This recipe is for a rice cooker where rice is measured with the included measuring cup and water is measured by the markings on the inside of the rice bowl. If you want to convert this recipe to another type of measurements, feel free; that is beyond my scope.

Ingredients:

2 rice cooker cups of uncooked Japanese white rice
2 large pieces of KFC original chicken on the bone
1 tsp of soy sauce
1/2 - scant 1 tsp Chinese stock paste (I use whatever chicken stock granules or paste I have on hand)

Wash and drain the rice as usual and add it to the rice cooker bowl. Add water to come up to the 2 cup mark on the inside of the bowl.
Take out 1 tsp of water (so the soy sauce doesn't increase the amount of cooking liquid).
Add the soy sauce and stock paste or granules, and lightly mix. (You can add some black pepper at this stage if you like.)
Lay the chicken on top and cook on the rice cooker's regular setting.
When the rice is finished cooking, remove the chicken to a plate or bowl. Carefully remove the bones (don't burn yourself!). Shred the chicken and mix in to the rice.

Koikeda-san suggests serving with finely sliced green onions or topping with some butter while it's hot. Or just devour!
S'mores purists and those who don't understand the concept of "too sweet" should probably stop reading now.

I recently invented a new variation on the s'more that is so good, I feel like it deserves its own name. At least, the specific idea only came to me recently, but it has been a long time coming.

For those who might be asking, "How could you improve upon perfection?" let me just preface the entire rest of this post with a very important caveat: Taste is subjective. So, to me, the s'more has always been just okay, more appealing in concept than in execution. I find them way too sweet. The traditional combination of milk chocolate, roasted marshmallow, and Graham cracker is too much. And I've never liked Graham crackers in general.

In the past I've experimented with alternative cookies, like sandwiching the marshmallows between chocolate chip cookies (better, but still too sweet). But the concept for the Lamar came to me after a cottage weekend two weeks ago, and after trying it out on a camping trip this weekend, I'm prepared to say that I've finally hit on a combination that's perfect. To me.

Before I go on, I want to be very clear that I'm not trying to elevate the s'more in any way. This is not misguided Paul Hollywood trying to make it gourmet. It's still three ingredients, all things you can buy cheaply at any grocery store, still the exact same procedure to assemble. Toasting the marshmallows has always been my favourite part of s'mores, and they're integral to the experience, I'm just trying to compensate for their sweetness.

Lamars (makes one serving)

Ingredients:
  • 2 Ritz or similar buttery type cracker
  • 1 square dark chocolate of your preference (sea salt dark chocolate if you're nasty)
  • 1 marshmallow

You know how to make a s'more. Just do that, but with dark chocolate and a savory cracker. Eat. If you like them, have some more.

(I've named them Lamars to honour another notable Graham hater.)

Public health are currently warning people in my city about measles exposures. We'll get back to this.

There's a popular tumblr post that circulates regularly by someone who stopped their years-long use of dandruff shampoo, only to have their dandruff come back, with an important addition from tumblr user thomranierskies, a transplant patient, which I will reproduce in full:

I had a liver transplant when I was 14 and like six months later I was chatting with my surgeon and he said “there’s gonna come a time, probably when you’re a teenager, where you’re gonna think, ‘I feel great, why am I still taking all this medication? I haven’t needed it in years.’ and you’re gonna want to stop taking all this medication. Guess what’s gonna happen then? You’re gonna go into rejection and your liver is gonna start failing, and you’re gonna be dying again, and we’re gonna have to find you another liver. So don’t do that.” And I said “why the fuck would anyone do that?” and he said “people are stupid.”

every once in a while when I get annoyed by a pharmacy or don’t wanna get out of bed to do my drugs I think “ugh, this is dumb, why do I do this?” and that conversation slams into me like a truck and I remember that I am, in fact, stupid
 

This is something that happens at a personal level and at a population level. People stop using their dandruff shampoo or stop taking their meds because they think the problem is gone. People stop following public health precautions because "nobody gets [problem] anymore" or even because they forget what problem the precautions are being used to prevent. Scurvy was cured in the 18th century and then the institutional knowledge was lost and only rediscovered in the early 20th.

If you ask the average person if they're concerned about scurvy, they'd probably say, "Nobody gets scurvy anymore." This is mostly true, but maybe not for the reasons they think. It's certainly not because scurvy has been "eradicated" (I'd pedantically say it's impossible to eradicate a nutrient deficiency) but because most people in the west in the 21st century have mostly decent access to fresh foods and lots of packaged foods fortified with vitamin C and any other number of ways to get that vitamin into their bodies. If you stop getting vitamin C, you 100% will get scurvy. A (very smart) friend of mine has in fact had scurvy twice* and the first time was lucky enough to be seen by a doctor who wasn't from a western country where "nobody gets scurvy anymore" who immediately recognized the symptoms from having seen it in their home country.

Scurvy has the advantages of being very treatable and not contagious. But I think a similar thought process (with much more dangerous outcome) is happening when people say "Nobody gets measles anymore" or "Nobody gets polio anymore" or, arguably even more concerning, "Nobody gets rabies anymore" and decides to stop vaccinating their children and/or pets.

We vaccinate the majority of the population against measles and polio, etc. We vaccinate the majority of our pets against rabies. Which means cases as a whole go down because the vaccines are working. Unfortunately, people are stupid. They no longer see the consequences of not vaccinating, and think "Nobody gets measles anymore, why should I subject my kid to this?" They stop vaccinating. Now we have measles cases again and public health has to frantically try to find everyone who was e.g. in an airport or on a subway on a particular day.

So what, we're supposed to just keep getting vaccinated forever? Well, maybe, and if so it's (partly) our stupid fault.

We actually know what happens when humanity successfully eradicates (not just massively decreases number of cases) a disease. We did it once, with smallpox. Most people reading this post probably have not been vaccinated against smallpox (shoutout to the Boomers, oldest Gen X, and gay men immunized during the mpox outbreak if you're here) because we for-real got rid of smallpox, all of it, and then we didn't need to routinely give that vaccine to everyone anymore. In theory we could maybe do this again one day for measles and polio (since cursory googling tells me these diseases exist only in humans) but we're not there yet, and as numbers of unvaccinated people go up we get farther and farther from that goal. We will probably never get there for rabies or other diseases with reservoirs in wild animal populations, which unfortunately includes covid now.

This post is long enough without going into, say, hygiene and all the diseases we're preventing with regular bathing, or all the "disruptor" types who want to "shake things up" and have spent literally 0 time thinking about why we do things the way we do them (safety regulations are written in blood, etc. etc.) but those connections very much are there to be made. When it comes to public health, this universal human tendency towards stupidity needs to be planned for and worked around.


*It turns out when you get very depressed and eat only tea and toast it takes a surprisingly short time to develop the first symptoms of scurvy. If you're in the throes of a depressive episode maybe take a multivitamin or something.

When I was in college over twenty years ago I took an elective called Psychology of Human Sexuality (it was one of the best classes I've ever taken, and my final grade was 104% IIRC, not to brag). One class discussion that stuck with me was when the professor asked people to answer how to describe an aroused vagina and about six or seven different people were called on and couldn't answer. I was the person who put my hand up and finally said "wet." And the professor pointed out, correctly, how fucked up it was that everyone can instantly answer that an aroused penis is hard but nobody talks about aroused vaginas being wet.

I didn't think about this, but I should have, when "WAP" came out and half the internet lost its collective mind that Nicki Minaj and Megan Thee Stallion were talking about wet-ass pussies, yea gods, were even using [gasp] hyperbolic language to describe their arousal (when no dick has ever been as hard as a rock or a diamond yet using those age-old similes never makes anyone suggest calling a fucking doctor). But this is huge, even liberatory. Twenty years later, you will no longer have a class of college students sitting there unable to tell you that an aroused vagina is wet.

[This post brought to you by Prospero's wet-ass party in Netflix's The Fall of the House of Usher jogging my memory.]

Do people who aren't writers/editors think about this kind of thing? I was talking with some friends at work today about it and made this for our chat, but I'm so proud of it I need somewhere else to keep it

Naughty words after the cut )
If you have some time for a slightly longer read and enjoy deep investigative dives into very low-stakes mysteries, this is for you:

The Mystery of the Bloomfield Bridge

Why is this bridge here?

This pedestrian bridge crosses I-494 just west of the Minneapolis Airport. It connects Bloomington to Richfield. I drive under it often and I wondered: why is it there? It's not in an area that is particularly walkable, and it doesn't connect any establishments that obviously need to be connected. So why was it built?

I often have curious thoughts like this, but I dismiss most of them because if I answered all of them I would get nothing else done. But one day I was walking out of a Taco Bell and found myself at the base of the bridge.

I went home that day without an answer. But it kept bothering me, so that night I decided I would solve this mystery once and for all.
 

The vibe is basically

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Tofu dengaku is a recipe I've read about in my Japanese cookbook collection for years (I don't have a problem, I can quit anytime I want) but never actually tried, mostly because I am extremely lazy when it comes to pulling out the charcoal grill. But tonight I had a block of tofu that needed using and now that I have an air fryer this was feasible.

And GOD it's good. Extremely simple, extremely low-effort high-reward, great paired with rice and a veggie. The recipe is slightly adapted from Philips' Japanese-language air fryer cookbook.

1 block firm tofu
2 Tbsps miso
1 Tbsp mirin
1/2 Tbsp sugar
1/2 Tbsp sake

Note: I pressed my tofu for a couple hours but honestly next time I probably won't even do that, to get more contrast between the crispy outside and squidgy inside. If you don't like squidgy tofu, use extra-firm or press it longer.

Butcher the tofu into four equal slabs. Now let them dry for 5-10 minutes. Philips recommends putting them on a strainer but I just put some paper towel on the cutting board and let the pieces rest on that while I mixed the dengaku sauce (the recipe recommended adding four minced green onions but I didn't have any so went without).

Preheat the air fryer to 400°F. When it was hot I sprayed the basket with a little oil and added the tofu pieces, lying flat. If you can't fit all four slabs at once you'll have to do batches.

Cook the tofu for 5 minutes. Then pull the basket out and using a spoon, top each slab with the sauce. You basically want to put on as much as each slab will take without sauce running down the sides. Then slide the basket carefully back in and cook for five more minutes or until the sauce is caramelized but not burnt. (Or juuust starting to burn around the edges.)

It is honestly phenomenal, equally as good as my other favourite air fryer tofu recipe but way lower effort. One for the regular rotation.
Sometimes, I make decisions which are... questionable... and this week I decided to start rewatching Re:Genesis, in the third year of an ongoing worldwide pandemic, and a current syndemic of both influenza and covid. (At least where I am; in many places there's a tripledemic with RSV on top of the other two.)

If you're not familiar, Re:Genesis is a Canadian medical/science drama from the 2000s (so, after the og SARS) centring around a fictional research lab in Toronto called NORBAC: a cooperative effort between Canada, the US, and Mexico, staffed by various sexy doctors and scientists under the direction of a sexy administrator (from an intelligence, rather than medical, background). The main character is a brilliant, fundamentally anti-authority microbiologist named David Sandstrom who, and I can't say this strongly enough, fucks. (Fun fact, teen Elliot Page shows up as Dr. Sandstrom's kid who occasionally visits from Salt Spring Island despite his strong Nova Scotia accent.)

In the first episode, the scientists of NORBAC learn about a mysterious new virus that's killing people, and although the first cases are in relatively rural towns north of Toronto, the pattern of cases is moving south following a highway, headed straight for Canada's most populous city. They scramble to both identify the pathogen and try to trace it back to the patient zero. Finally, they identify a Greyhound bus with at least one confirmed case on board and isolate all the passengers to determine how many are infected, shortly before it arrives in Toronto (spoiler: the unwitting carrier is on board).

Two little details in the first couple episodes stood out as incredibly prescient to me. Firstly, one of the early cases was a high school student, and without knowing exactly where and how he contracted the virus and whether other kids might have caught it too, they attempt to shut down the school until they know more. And despite one of their students being very dead and the real possibility that others could follow, the town does not want to do that. We see the very frustrated director of NORBAC, who presumably has the authority to, if not order around, at least put significant pressure on local health departments, on the phone, grumbling, "How hard is it to close one goddamned school?" Very fucking hard, as we know here in 2022! Considering how the government is refusing to even bring back a mask mandate, let alone close schools, as cases rise again, it's honestly miraculous they ever closed them in 2020 in the first place.

The second made me ugly laugh. Remember, this was released in 2004. In the second episode, after the bus has been quarantined but before they have definitively identified the carrier, David Sandstrom sits in on a press conference where a public health authority is releasing a statement on the new virus. Thus far, all the medical personnel we've seen have worn either N95 masks or half-face respirators when dealing with the patients; the team at the quarantine site for the bus passengers are wearing full-body PPE and respirators, and our main characters are interviewing them through glass over intercom. This is a virulent virus that spreads through aerosols (and, in 2022, now that we know how misguided science has been on the subject for the last 150 or so years, we can speculate that it's probably airborne). David, our hero, walks out, derisive and disgusted, after the public health suit tells reporters that people don't need to wear masks; they will be fine as long as they just wash their hands.

Re:Genesis hits different nearly 20 years and a global pandemic later. The scariest part now isn't the diseases or even the terrorism; it's the knowledge that in the end the public health flacks peddling hygiene theatre and a return to normal will win over the flawed but dedicated scientists and medical professionals trying to actually fix the problems.
I've been reading for as long as I can remember. Literally; I learned to read by the time I was about three, so I don't actually remember the process of learning, but my parents tell me I essentially taught myself. I don't remember much about how reading was taught in my elementary school, either, since I was already zipping through Nancy Drews while everyone else was learning the basics, except for my grade three teacher's USSR time (that's "uninterrupted, sustained silent reading") one morning a week. But I do have vague memories of being told to sound it out when I used to come to words that were long and unfamiliar.

Which is why the Sold a Story podcast series has been SO mind-blowing. Little did I know, over the past several decades, a theory of how people read that is completely wrong was adopted by tons of schools all over the English-speaking world. It was disproved by Harvard neuroscientists in the 1990s, but it's still being used in some schools to this day. Please go listen to it; it's one of the most shocking things I've heard this year.

It seems so obvious, so self-evident, that in order to read you have to... actually... read. You have to look at the letters and sound out the words. How could it be that thousands of teachers were convinced the opposite is true? The podcast doesn't go into the implications, but that's what I find really chilling: this has been out there in the wild for decades, meaning that a significant proportion of kids, teens, and adults have grown up functionally illiterate. What does this mean for our society? How do we collectively undo the harm from this? Is that even possible?

Lately cooking is less appealing and more of a chore to me, so I tend to like hands-off Instant Pot recipes. Spaghetti is normally pretty quick anyway but when I saw this recipe I really wanted to try it.

https://www.thekitchn.com/instant-pot-spaghetti-264230

It is SO GOOD. And so fast and easy. I used turkey instead of beef, and it turned out pretty rich and complex, flavour-wise. The pasta thickens the sauce and makes it taste like it was slow-cooked, even though it's just turkey and store-brand marinara. And they weren't lying, the spaghetti doesn't get gluey or stick together.
Just testing out posting from my phone, ignore me
It seems like Twitter might be on the verge of going dark, so I'm hedging my bets and making an account here. If you're a Twitter friend, hello, this is the human who goes by @ ebooktherapist over there.

If you're a Dreamwidth user, hello! I'd love to meet more people here. I love reading, especially horror and fantasy, watching movies (I have a history of doing live watches/comments while stoned, and this journal might be a good place for that), cooking, and knitting. I've been studying Japanese for *checks notes* OVER TEN??? YEARS??? apparently and would love to chat in Japanese if you're looking for a study buddy or language exchange partner.

I had an LJ way back when so this isn't totally new to me but I'm probably rusty, so please bear with me as I get a handle on how this place works.

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