They’re here! After weeks and weeks of anticipation and asking the produce people at my co-op, they are finally in stock.
Garlic scapes are one of my favorite very seasonal items. If you love garlic you need to get some now! Their season is short so don’t delay. You can eat them raw or cooked. Just do some googling and you’ll find a recipe or idea that suits you.
This is my go-to garlic scape salad.
I’ve had all the ingredients in the pantry just waiting for the garlic scapes to arrive.
I start with mixing up the dressing. It’s mostly:
- maple syrup (and I also used honey)
- fire cider (which you could also use apple cider vinegar)
- a bright fruity hot sauce (so not Sriracha)
- And of course salt.
I don’t measure anything and just keep adding stuff once it’s all together until it tastes right to me.
I chop and add all the stuff:
- One whole bunch of garlic scapes
- 1/2 a red onion
- 1 can corn
- 1 can black beans (drained and rinsed)
- 1 can small red beans (drained and rinsed)
- grape tomatoes
And mix it up really well, and keep tasting and seasoning.
In a separate container I have fresh mozzarella. Which I add for serving. In the past, when I mixed the cheese in and let it sit in the fridge all that acid broke down the cheese and the texture was all off. The mozzarella is a nice mild creamy balance to the really assertive tart-spicy-garlic flavors. It’s pretty potent, so don’t go kissing anyone after eating it. Unless your sweetheart is also eating it 😉
It was so easy, and so much fun there is no story, but there is video!
(It’s best with the sound on.)
Last October, 2017 we had our traditional BWCA paddling vacation. It was our five year honeymoon anniversary and everything went strangely smoothly.
Five years ago we paddled and portaged 245 miles of the Canadian border in 19 days and most of it was not fun. It was fantastically type 2 fun; filled with being dirty or tired or cold or hungry. So while 2017 didn’t give us any paddling stories, I still love our epic adventure stories from 2012.
I took on this goal because it was something I always dreamed of. I had no idea how difficult it would be for me.
My journey officially started in January 2016. I wanted to be able to do many amazing
things but I thought I’d focus on the simple stalder press to handstand.
I was utterly naive. I just threw myself upside-down against a wall a bunch and figured that would do it. I had no idea what was actually involved or how far away I was. Like a toddler declaring that she would be an astronaut tomorrow. Then preparing by eating freeze dried food in her snow suit. Continue reading
There are nice things about camping when it’s way below zero. No one goes through the ice. Everything is dry. All the gear feels appropriate and well used.
And when you asked “Hey, what temperature is it?”
“Well above zero!” said Will.
And it was actually 3ºF
There was so much laughing on this trip.
Will and I had done five winter camping trips just the two of us. This year included Annalesa.
It started on Monday September 18th at Lakes and Legends Brewing Adventure Film showing. Will and I were preparing to go on our annual BWCA paddling trip when Annalesa said “I’ve always wanted to go on a trip with both of you.”
I said “You could come on the winter trip.” But I was probably a little drunk and didn’t think it would really happen.
First, there is so much gear involved. It’s quite a commitment to acquiring things that are unlikely to be used for anything else. I sent her a document listing all the needed gear.
Second, it’s really not fun. Will and I spent a front step evening trying to communicate how much work it is to winter camp. How it’s really not like camping at any other time of year. How much risk is involved and how the planning and preparation to make it safe is serious business. How it’s really not a vacation.
And then she bought the most expensive item on the list. So it was real. She was coming.
And it was so much fun.
Or at least it was in hindsight, which makes it classic Type 2 Fun. Continue reading
Last week I began the tedious timeline of winter camping. Some read it as if it were a horror story. I can feel them cringing yet somehow they didn’t look away because I got plenty of aghast comments. Other hardy winter lovers read it almost nostalgically; reminiscing over their own adventures in hardship. Then there are the people who’s eyes brighten with naive interest and then narrow as they ask specific questions. I can see the gears turning. It’s both heartwarming and terrifying that I might inspire some to take on these challenges.
The story started at 2am, and last week left off at about 11:45am as we were finally pulling our pulks away from one camp to find another. It was slow but fairly easy. That day there were no portages. The ice was thick. The sun was bright. The wind in places was uncomfortable but manageable. We’d stop in wind protected spots to adjust layers, drink our warm water, snack out of our lunch bags (oat buckeyes, salami, cheese, date rolls, unwrapped candy bites), and pee.
Apparently somewhere in here Annalesa quietly got her tongue stuck to her metal zipper pull. This was all new to Annalesa and her hip was hurting from the previous day of snowshoeing and later around the fire she explained “I sometimes stick my tongue out when I’m concentrating.” Which we all got a lot of giggles out of. Winter camping provides so many opportunities to laugh at yourself.
We started considering camp spots. Our first choice turned out to be windier than ideal. Moving on we ran into overflow (wet slush over the ice, but under the fresh snow). Looking for spots we kept checking the map and the ice and snow conditions.
We finally found a good place for camp. We unloaded the pulks. These are the tasks that get done: Continue reading
A week ago Will and I had our sixth winter camping adventure together. We’ve had all sorts of experiences out there. Warm years, wet years, hard years, easy years… It’s always interesting. This year we took Annalesa and I’m working on telling that story. In the meanwhile…
There are two types of people when I share that I winter camp:
Some people are immediately horrified by the concept. They recoil when I tell them as if I was sharing that for my vacation I was going to be suspended on cliff edge in a tank of snakes and spiders while publicly speaking naked. Not only can they not imagine wanting to do something like winter camp, they don’t even want to hear about it.
Some people are intrigued and drawn to the idea. These are the people I’m nervous will get inspired and head out there unprepared and end up in Type 3 fun (where someone dies, or close to it.) They ask what it’s like and how things work and I often struggle to explain how much work it is.
Perhaps a timeline of a typical day would help.
I always have to pee in the middle of the night. It’s extra hard if it’s -30º out there. I got mentally prepared, and then found and put on my liner gloves (so not to get contact frost bite from touching things outside my sleeping bag) I unzipped both zippers of my sleeping bag, slid out of my liner bag, pulled out my big puffy jacket and put it on, swiveled around and slid my boots on, wobbled over to my pee spot, undid my fleece onesie, peed. Then reversed the whole process, pausing only to reinflate my therm-a-rest. Back in my bag I released one of my two hot water bottles (Nalgeens that were filled with boiling hot water right before bedtime) from their fully encapsulating koozies. Ahhhhh. So warm and cozy! I fell back to sleep.
I woke up because I’d been sleeping for over eight hours. But was still dark. Continue reading
Holy mackerel! We did it.
24 days ago there were 15 days to our Launch Party. It was years in the making. And it actually happened! I got enough done.
It’s no where near our long term dreams, but it’s what we can do now and we’ll take it from here. It was wonderful to celebrate this milestone with some of the wonderful people who support us.
Because we’re an education business that’s more about doing than lecturing; we made people do an activity where the end result was a dramatic reading of an original quote about community.
“Be known, be grown, be challenged, find balance.”
“Communities are the duct tape of society.”
“The camaraderie of the hood grows with challenges.”
“We are best supported by those who challenge us.”
After sharing about Zest Ed and what we’re doing we capped off our kick off at the bar.
After the rest of the weekend to recover from the launch I’ve gotten back to work.
This lovely blog got some much needed updates. I’ve rewritten the About Me page and turned it into About Kym and Will. And I’ve added a brand new category – Enterprise. This is where my stories about this new life venture will go. I’ve moved the last post Things Not Done there.
And of course I’ve updated the project board. It’s already a week old and it no longer looks quite like this anymore. Some things have been done, although more things have been added. Still, I’ve never been so encouraged by things not done.
Curious about what Zest Ed is and what we do? Check out the beautiful website that Will worked so hard on. ZestEd.net