Going to Teaville

Box of tea from The Whistling Kettle

In the ongoing adventure travels of John and Caroline Wise, we are heading out on an Asian journey to Teaville with a chance of taking in Kiambu or Thika over in Kenya. Our exotic voyage from the United States of Plague where we travel without moving to bring the outside world to us will begin with a visit to Golden Yunnan. This black tea originating from China comes to us via The Whistling Kettle in Troy, New York. I presented Caroline with a box of 23 sample packs of teas I was interested in trying and, reaching in blindfolded, she pulled out Golden Yunnan.

On average our tea samples cost $3.65 with the added expense of needing a couple of boxes of their branded tea bags. These drawstring bags that hold enough tea to make 30 ounces at a time were only $8.99 for a box of 100 so our bargain adventure to Teaville will only cost about $1.92 a bottle. I say bottle because we’ll be making iced tea with our samples, which are split in half to make two bottles worth. Just so you know, the sample packs make between 4 and 6 cups of hot tea according to The Whistling Kettle, but it’s summer in the desert so we’ll stick with iced tea. Water cost is inconsequential as we use tap water, so that’s it. Oh, and because our order was greater than $50 shipping was free.

I won’t be attempting to share the subtleties of each tea we try as I’ve never enjoyed the way in which wine is reviewed with language that waxes about frothy hints of periwinkle mingling with sublime notes of Korean gochugaru and undercurrents of Oaxacan chapuline. Nor will you be seeing daily blog entries for my ratings. I might post a weekly update of how the previous 5-7 days of tea travels went, but I make no promises. While I started this blog entry in the morning when I was setting up our first bottle, it is mid-afternoon as I finally get around to taking a photo of the box the samples arrived in. So, as the tea has been steeping at least six hours, I’ll go ahead and try it and offer my fellow intrepid travelers a hint of where Golden Yunnan takes us.

Well, what can I say, it tastes like a very nice smooth black tea and there’s a subtle sweetness to it. I should add that it didn’t bring us even slightly close to Bitter Town or drop us off at the epicenter of Geldverschwendung in Germany. This is one of the two most expensive teas that The Whistling Kettle sells and rightfully so after you read their description:

Few teas produced in the world make the Royal grade and we are proud to offer this tea. Many factors are involved in giving this tea its wonderfully complex flavor. Consisting mainly of high-quality buds that are painstakingly handpicked, these tender, young leaves are covered with fine down. The leaves are then sun withered and placed into a temperature-controlled ‘fermentation room’ that is around 80 F with 85% humidity, to undergo a unique process called ‘pile fermentation’. Small amounts of water is sprayed onto the leaves, then covered with heavy hemp fabric, to help trap the heat inside. Pile height, pile temperature, and method of piling are under constant supervision. This sauna-like environment starts the fermentation process, which eventually causes the buds to turn gold, rather than black. The water content vs. dryness and temperature of the leaves are also constantly monitored, as the success of this process will determine its golden color. Every couple of hours, the leaves need to be turned over, with special care taken not to break the tips of the buds. Thus, no shovels or machinery are used…they do it all by hand…for forty days! This labor-intensive process, along with the quality of the buds, is what makes this artisanal tea truly unique.

Beans – Kimchi Sundubu-jjigae

Kimchi Sundubu

In our ongoing travels while at home, we are visiting Korea tonight via our kitchen. About a month ago I made our very first sundubu after following a recipe to make a batch of sundubu paste. I wasn’t sure we’d like it so I didn’t bother to photograph our boiling cauldron of Korean tofu stew. Turns out we loved that first attempt with mushrooms and clams and so I researched other recipes. While the paste came from the Youtube couple known as Future Neighbor, it was Maangchi (also on Youtube) that helped us turn up the skills and flavors tonight. If you are wondering why this blog entry is listed under the bean category, well you have to remember that tofu is made from soybeans!

We already had our supply of sundubu paste in the freezer and ready to go but from Maangchi (4.8 million subscribers, the woman is popular) I learned that we could enhance our Korean cooking skills by using myeolchi dasima yuksu instead of water. What that translates to is anchovy kelp stock. A visit a few weeks ago to our local Korean store called Seoul Market over on 43rd Avenue allowed us to pick up the ingredients we’d never find at Safeway. We needed dried anchovies, Korean radish, and dasima which is dried sea kelp. Getting across to the Korean owner what I was looking for regarding the dasima was a bit of an effort but he finally realized what I was trying to say and took us to its secret location on the bottom of a shelf. The stock is straightforward to make after removing the heads and guts of the dried fish and adding sliced radish and a large piece of kelp. Thirty minutes later I had a pale yellow fishy stock and was ready to make our stew.

A half-cup of stock, a couple of tablespoons of sundubu paste, half a cup of chopped kimchi, and some silken tofu came to a boil before I cracked an egg on top, and in no time we were seriously enjoying an amazing bowl of kimchi sundubu-jjigae.

Neither Caroline nor I grew up eating these kinds of foods and typically we’ve relied on Korean restaurants in Los Angeles or on rare occasions the only reasonable one here in the Phoenix area [Hodori in Mesa – Caroline]. With the great fortune of having people from around the world sharing skills via Youtube and the Internet in general, we are able to bring the cuisine of other cultures right into our home. I’d like to make the distinction that I’m looking for authenticity, not Americanized versions inspired by the idea of what another culture eats. It’s been rare for us to find real Italian food in America, Chinese cooking is only available rarely in cities like San Francisco, Burmese might be featured in five restaurants across our country but they need not cater its flavors for us as Americans typically don’t search it out. Caroline being German and I having an appreciation for the food have never found a great German restaurant in America as we sampled places from Maine to Oregon. The irony is that most of the ingredients to make ethnic foods close to how they are experienced in the countries of origin are available here in the United States. The trouble is that our palates are not very sophisticated on the whole and many people recoil at the foods they are unfamiliar with, so we get pasta with marinara sauce, orange chicken, and burritos with rice and a safe meat instead of tongue or udder.

Adaptability and the desire to stretch out regarding our expectations should be nurtured as there is treasure to be found in new experiences.

Beans – Black-Eyed and Other Stuff

Black Eyed Beans

A last-minute change in bean-plan was needed when an emergency use case scenario came up regarding a package of bacon taken from the freezer. Sadly this bean entry cannot just be about beans as extenuating circumstances have intruded into our fantasy travels.

On Thursday, while out shopping at Whole Foods for those scotch bonnet peppers I could not find, I decided I needed something from Costco so I visited our local store. I noticed something strange in that there were no canned veggies available. While that wasn’t out of the ordinary two months ago, things had really started normalizing. Limits on buying meat and eggs had been lifted, toilet paper is always available now, frozen pizza is again on hand, things seemed okay. At first, I didn’t think much of it but then even later in the day, I headed over to another popular grocery store called Fry’s, part of the Kroger chain. Uh oh, the canned veggies and pasta sauce aisles have been ransacked again. I asked a couple of clerks about it and they were curious about what’s triggering hoarding again with one of them wondering out loud why all the Gatorade had been cleaned out.

The best I can tell is that people are talking about another lock-down (not that Caroline and I have left ours yet); I guess others are anticipating food shortages again. This sucks as we were starting to make serious headway into clearing out foodstuffs and making space in our over-packed cabinets. Not anymore, as Thursday into Friday were spent prowling our various suppliers to replenish particular items, starting with our freezer. I removed a hunk of beef to make pot roast, some filets for raclette, and a package of bacon. The bacon by Saturday morning was fully thawed and once it’s opened I want it all used within a week as I feel the flavor starts to weaken at about that time. So instead of our Cuban dish planned for tomorrow, I started a crockpot of black-eyed beans because my recipe calls for bacon.

Back to hoarding. In February and March, I stocked us up well, really well. By the time food runs were happening here in Arizona I was able to act as an observer instead of a competitor. This time I feel I was almost caught off guard so I needed to move fast. At Costco a second time this week, I now picked up a bunch of meat that I could stuff into our very organized freezer. Between two different Fry’s I was able to snag the last 7 bottles of Rao’s Arrabbiata Sauce, some canned corn, and more quinoa and lentil pasta that we just tried for the first time this week and really enjoyed. Silk Soy Milk with the long shelf-life has been gone from our local stores for a couple of months now but I can order it by the case from Walmart. That’s just what I did last night when I ordered another 3 cases for delivery which will bring our stash to a total of 46 quarts, 11.5 gallons, or 44 liters and that should last nearly a year. Through Amazon, I bought more oat groats, sunflower seeds, pumpkin seeds, hemp hearts, and flaxseed to make sure I have enough of those ingredients to compliment the 20 pounds of oatmeal I have atop our cabinets. This is of course for making granola that is eaten for breakfast 5 days a week. I’ll also need to place an order for Walnuts again as we are down to our last four pounds of them, we’re good on almonds with 11 pounds in stock. Good thing I recently bought another 12 pounds of our favorite eucalyptus honey.

Guesstimating to some degree and calculating based on our very accurate inventory of 438 line items I’d say we have a solid 120-day supply of food here at home. When I look into our cabinets there is an element of groaning as it feels like it’ll take forever to go through everything and I dread the idea that any of it should spoil before we use it.

Why am I worried about food scarcity? Our country is failing on a grand scale in managing the COVID-19 pandemic with our very own Governor Doug Ducey indirectly and directly responsible for the death of over 2,000 people in Arizona through his negligence, influenced on some level by being a sycophant of our troubled President. We were the last state to shut down and one of the first to reopen. With 3,000 to 4,000 new cases per day now in Arizona where many survivors will have lifelong breathing and/or mental problems along with the 50-90 a day who are dying combined with the potential social unrest from continuing police killings, a rush to kill teachers and parents by forcing children back to school, and an economy that will at some point have to reckon with the massive unserviceable debts, I become nervous about the chances for violent upheaval. Should we start to see 10,000 new cases a day or more, we could be in a situation where fully half the population of Arizona in the next year will have been infected and at the current mortality rates, we’d see between 73,000 to 140,000 dead just in Arizona. To put this in perspective that’s nearly the equivalent of a 9/11 type event almost every week right here in the state we call home. At that point, I’ll not want to go out for anything at all.

So, the beans. In our ongoing effort to not throw away any of the food we’ve purchased, we pay attention to “use-by” dates and consider the freshness of perishables. To the extent it’s possible, we move around the menu plan and try to see a few weeks out what we’ll be eating. Rice and beans are a simple dish that can be pushed out a few days but the bacon needed to find dishes and so six slices went into the crockpot and three slices became part of lunch as a side to our tomato and avocado salad. Tomorrow morning hopefully the rest of it will be part of our scrambled eggs.

Beans – Oloyin

Honey Beans also known as Oloyin Beans

Today’s bean safari takes us into Nigeria for a dish called Ewa Oloyin or Nigerian Bean Porridge. The beans are known as honey beans or oloyin. These alien-toe-looking beans were started soaking last night and took up a lot of water as they rehydrated. This morning, after rinsing them, I couldn’t help but see what looked like silvery metallic toenails on these digit-looking legumes. The recipe for this porridge is incredibly simple except the scotch bonnet peppers it calls for were not found and so I’m substituting habanero for them. Other than that I have the palm oil, Roma tomatoes, red onion, bell pepper, and the god-awful-smelling ground dried shrimp; oh yeah, the shrimp bullion too.

Verdict: I decided to err on the side of caution and only used one of the habaneros. Good thing, as the dish is spicy with only one of them. I also scaled back the amount of dried shrimp to one tablespoon from the two-and-a-half the recipe called for. This worked out well for Caroline and me as we both feel that with the full amount of the above ingredients this would have been a potently spicy and fishy soup. Yes, I called this a soup as it’s not like the consistency of a porridge. If I was supposed to mash the beans prior to serving, the recipe didn’t call for it. The flavor is a kind of spicy bean chowder with a pronounced umami character that probably comes from the dried shrimp and palm oil. I’ll certainly be looking for other recipes that use the oloyin bean but I’d consider making this again. This is not recommended for people who do not like a fishy flavor. I’d like to say that I’m thrilled with our Nigerian lunch and feel fortunate for having this opportunity to try something new. The next stop on our journey will take us to Cuba.

Beans – Lima del Papa

Lima del Papa beans

It’s kind of funny that restaurants will feature cuts of meat on display for customers to be drawn into desire, but I’ve never seen beans used in such a way to get people excited about what’s on the menu. At vegetarian and vegan restaurants, I’ve seen the most common of ingredients used for the creation of meals except for those that use fake chicken, fake pork, and fake fish. Why aren’t beans more popular on America’s menus? I think we all know why: the association with farting. Sure we’ll see refried beans on burritos and BBQ beans at our cookout joints, even a couple of beans if an Italian place features minestrone but where else can we find prepared beans in a restaurant? I suppose there is one more option, whole black beans versus refried beans as customers believe the refried beans are not as healthy. Well, let me inform you America, due to your finicky palette most Mexican places that appeal to white people got rid of lard years ago. Anyway, I think these lima del papa beans are particularly beautiful and if I saw them near the door when I walked into a restaurant they’d definitely get my attention. First mentioned in the 16th century, lima del papa beans originally came from Peru, but later became popular in Europe, especially in Italy.

Last night I forgot to start soaking our limas, so this morning I washed them and, before throwing them in the crockpot, I took a photo while they were still shiny and reflective. I didn’t have a specific recipe for how I was going to make these so I improvised with some red onion, garlic, tasso ham that I’ve mentioned before, a spiced, smoked, and cured chunk of pork from Louisiana, and a couple of bay leaves because everything with beans in a pot seems to use these inedible leaves. The beans are said to retain their shape even when over-cooked so I plan on leaving them in the crock until this evening.

Well, after only 6 hours we decided to try these giant beans and to my surprise, they are already done. No matter as they’ll stay on low in the crockpot and just continue to simmer over the rest of the day.

Verdict: While I only used 8 ounces of Tasso it turned out to be too much for only 10 ounces of dried beans. Both Caroline and I felt like the cooked beans were bigger than the Corona’s but maybe they were thicker so they are overall bigger? Lima del Papa’s will definitely hold a position of being a favorite with us as super-large beans have left a seriously positive impression upon our palettes.

Beans – Sprouted

Sprouted bean salad

On Wednesday I started soaking 5 ounces of beans. Not just any beans either, these were a combination of green lentil, red lentil, French lentil, green pea, mung bean, and adzuki bean from the Sprout House, though I ordered them on Amazon. It’s been years since we sprouted beans, but we still have our sprouting kit and it was a good thing I was thinking about our meal plan as I needed 3-5 days for the beans to sprout. As far as I can tell, sprouted beans started in Asia so tonight’s bean dish we’ll attribute to Japan as mung beans are originally from Japan.

This recipe was going to feature kidney beans but the garbanzos I made for yesterday’s dinner weren’t used due to a change in plans, so we threw half of them in today’s sprouted bean salad. A bit of red and green onion, mint, garlic, and cherry tomatoes along with olive oil and lemon rounded it out. Regarding the amount, starting with 5 ounces of dried beans was enough for four solid portions so I should consider using only half next time. Caroline has suggested that next weekend I try adding bean sprouts to our breakfast scramble, sounds good to me.