Sunday Snapshot: Meat

Curious shoppers cast quizzical glances towards me as I raced through the grocery store–but this time their odd looks were not because of my rapid pace.

This time, it was the contents of my shopping cart that drew their gaze and furrowed their brows.

Meat

After all, how often do you see a young woman in the grocery store buying 25 lbs of meat and little else?

It’s the lab my meat-squeamish students hate–and the lab I absolutely love.

They gingerly use a fork to pick up a steak, handling it as if it were a live rattlesnake. They’re terrified that they might actually touch raw meat.

I show them how it’s done, as I grasp a steak and slap it on the board, as I squish my hands into hamburger for meatloaf.

I love working with meat–especially with raw meat. It’s cold, visceral, and bloody. It demands hands-on action for best results. I can’t really explain why I like working with raw meat–but I do, almost like how I enjoy squishing my toes in freshly turned earth. It’s a reminder of life and death, of reality, of where our food actually comes from.

So I apologize to my gagging students as I encourage them also to plunge their hands into the meat.


Four Things

I haven’t encountered any new memes in my blog reading this week (admittedly, I haven’t read a lot, being busy with other things)–so I actually had to GOOGLE a meme to play today.

Introducing the “Four Things” meme (from Zeldman, whoever that is, via Quixtar, whatever that is.)

Four jobs I’ve had:

  1. Housekeeper at a hotel (The Sawgrass Marriott in Jacksonville, Florida)
  2. Health Aide for a residence hall
  3. Teacher of University lab classes
  4. Dietitian at a long term care facility

(Not very exciting. Sorry, folks!)

Four movies I can watch over and over:

  1. Pride and Prejudice (A&E version)
  2. My Fair Lady
  3. Seven Brides for Seven Brothers
  4. You’ve Got Mail

Four places I’ve lived:

  1. Lincoln, NE (all my life)
  2. Jacksonville, FL (for a summer)
  3. Juamave, Taumalipas, Mexico (for a month)
  4. Columbus, NE (at least, I will be living there soon)

Four TV shows I love:

I don’t love TV shows. I don’t love TV. I think it’s of the devil. :-)

Four places I’ve vacationed:

  1. Branson, MO
  2. Yellowstone National Park
  3. Chicago, IL
  4. Wamma-Wampas (Grandma and Grandpa’s)

Four of my favorite dishes:

  1. The crystal bowl I got from my grandma
  2. The wooden platter a sibling bought for me at a past missions conference
  3. My Grandma’s china (all of it)
  4. The little glass jars that hold my homemade yogurt

(Bet that wasn’t what you expected to see under my “favorite dishes”, huh?)

Four sites I visit (almost) daily:

  1. Reading to Know
  2. Life on Sylvan Drive
  3. Lisa Notes
  4. Challies.com

(This one is actually pretty hard because I have hundreds of blogs in my reader–and I generally read everything I can as quickly as I can.)

Four places I would rather be right now:

  1. In bed, sleeping
  2. At my church’s missions conference (I should be grading papers–but am taking a brief break from grading to post something today.)
  3. Reading a book
  4. Pretty much anything except grading papers :-) (Or preparing lectures, for that matter)

Four bloggers I am tagging:

I don’t really do the tagging thing–but if you want to play, you’re welcome to. Furthermore, if you’re a reader and would like to tag ME in a meme–feel free to do so. I try to answer a meme every Saturday–and I’d much rather not have to search for one! Alternately, if you have some questions for me that you’re just DYING to have answered, you can just write your own little meme and e-mail it to me for me to fill out :-)


Flashback: Game People

I groaned when Linda hinted that she’d be asking us about games this week. Games? I thought. We’ve never really been game people. And then I started thinking about it a bit more…

Flashback Friday buttonPrompt: Did you play many games when you were growing up? What were they? (Include outside games as well as board & card games.) Who did you generally play with? Did your entire family play games or just the kids? Were there any traditional games your family always played? What were your favorites? …

The earliest memories I have of playing games are of playing Monopoly with my dad, Anna, and Joshua on Sunday afternoons. During those days, we always had scrambled eggs and buttered toast for Sunday lunch. It was quick and easy to prepare after church. Then, once the table was cleared, we’d pull out the Monopoly board. Everyone had their favorite token, of course–but we also each had our favorite properties and favorite railroads. If I recall right, I was most fond of the light blue properties, while Anna liked the green. Maybe Joshua was into the orange ones?? I think everyone fought over Reading Railroad (all of us being young bibliophiles) and maybe over Marvins Gardens as well.

Another game I remember well is Barney and Baby Bop Memory. We older children never had any familiarity with children’s TV shows, but someone had purchased a Baby Bop board book for Grace, so she became a little Barney fan (not that she ever saw it or anything!) Another someone gave her a Barney and Baby Bop Memory game (to add to the traditional set we already owned) for Christmas one year, and we spent hours and hours playing Memory with her. Of course, the preschool Grace always did much better than the teenage older children–who were already starting to lose their powers of instant recall!

We were binge card players, playing one game until we tired of it and then moving on to the next. When I was quite young, we played Kings in the Corner–and always got into arguments over whether “slipping” was allowed (slipping your cards under a pile when there was an empty space versus putting down your cards in that empty space and then moving the pile on top.) A little later, we went crazy over “SPIT” a fast-paced multi-player game of the traditional “solitaire”. Once teenage years came, we became Pitch fans, playing round after round late into the night. And then, I can’t forget falling to sleep in the bottom bunk as Anna and Grace, probably aged 16 and 6, played Rummy in the bunk above.

When we went to Grandma and Grandpa’s, we always played Phase 10 or Skip Bo with Grandma and the cousins. If the group of cousins ranged older, we’d play Phase 10. If the group of cousins ranged younger, we’d play Skip Bo. And then, at some point, Grandma would pull out the Scrabble board on its Lazy Susan and would challenge one of her daughters to a game. They’d gladly agree–and gladly be schooled by my Grandma’s master skills!

Why did I think we weren’t game people, I wonder? I’ve written my requisite 500 words and I still haven’t touched on the boys’ board games. Union Pacific. Risk. Squad Leader. I haven’t mentioned the party games. Outburst. Pictionary. Guesstures. I haven’t mentioned today’s games. Sequence. Pit. Mexican Train. Pinochle. Settlers of Catan. The bean game. I haven’t mentioned the rest of our childrens’ games. Dominoes. Backgammon. Yahtzee. Chutes and Ladders. Gee-I haven’t even mentioned POP-IT!! (Trouble)

And then, of course, there are the outdoor games. Kick the Can in the dark. Softball in the park. Hopscotch (taught by the eight-plus-month pregnant Mom!). Making Hay While the Sun Shines. Tornado. The list goes on and on.

What was that I said about us not being game people?

Sorry, folks.

I lied.

Visit Linda and follow the links to see some more game-time stories!


Thankful Thursday: Simple Pleasures

It has been a busy, but productive day (for which I am very thankful!)

In addition to that, today I’m thankful…

…for deep gasps of life-giving air as I rode my bicycle up a hill against the wind

…for riotous laughter in a discussion that started with nonresistance to evil by force and, somehow, over the course of several hours, ended with a defense of the necessity of art criticism

…for absolutely shocking the girls at Bible study with a revelation I wondered if I’d have the guts or the gumption to pull off as it required

…for three compliments in the space of three hours. Apparently my hair, my outfit, and my entire look was rather nice today.

…for pleasant conversation with the RD from corporate–and a promise of catching up with each other at FNCE

…for sitting down at my sewing machine after a long, busyness inspired sabbatical

…for air conditioning in my car and a sermon worth listening to during my commute

…for the God who feeds the birds and clothes the lilies, provides for my every need and lavishes His favor in these simple pleasures

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Even to the End

“It is finished.” Jesus cried as He breathed His last breath.

And with that cry, it was finished.

The atoning work was done; the price for sin paid; the load of sin borne.

It was finished.

The enemy had been defeated; the victory won.

It was finished.

But that wasn’t the end.

Christ would rise; He would reveal Himself to His followers; He would promise them the Holy Spirit; He would ascend.

His disciples would be left with a charge: “Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all things that I have commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age.” (Matthew 28:19-20)

The end had not yet come.

The price had been paid, but those purchased had not yet been redeemed.

The enemy had been defeated, but he had not yet been vanquished.

In the intervening time, the disciples were given a promise.

“I am with you always, even to the end.”

Redemption was accomplished. The devil’s defeat complete.

But in the meantime, disciples live in a world where redeemed and unredeemed constantly rub shoulder. For now, we live in a world where a defeated enemy still prowls.

Our future is sure. Our present is perilous.

Except for that promise:

“I am with you always, even to the end.”

“In the world you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world.”

~John 16:33b


Thermometer Tips

A couple of weeks ago, I wrote a post about eating red meat. I talked about the wonders of the instant-read thermometer and how one can use it to make sure their meat is safe without having to overcook the meat.

This week, I taught my lab students how to use a meat thermometer. I taught them the appropriate temperatures for different meats and why, for instance, ground meat has to reach a higher temperature than whole cuts of meat.

I warned the students who were cooking to treat my instant-read well.

“Wash the thermometer thoroughly before returning it to the sheath,” I said. “Cause once that sheath gets dirty, it’s impossible to clean.”

And then I remembered a task I had left undone.

Last week, a reader asked what brand of thermometer I used, because hers kept giving up the ghost after a few weeks or months of use.

I’ve been puzzling over her predicament because I’ve never had the same problem.

Ecko Brand instant-read thermometerI use an Ekco brand instant read thermometer–and while mine is quite new, before that I used my sister’s (same brand) for years. As far as I know, hers is still working just fine in Columbus.

Between her question and my reminders to (and observations of) students, I thought I’d share a few more thermometer tips.

First, regarding the use of an instant read thermometer:
Instant read thermometers are not the same as a traditional meat thermometer. While a traditional meat thermometer is meant to be placed into a roast and stuck in the oven for the duration of cooking, the instant read thermometer is intended for only periodic use throughout the cooking process. As a product begins to near doneness, one should use the instant read thermometer to check the temperature. If the temperature is not yet appropriate, the thermometer should be removed from the meat and the meat should be returned to the heat.

Second, regarding the cleaning of an instant read thermometer:
While an instant read thermometer should be quite waterproof, I never quite trust it enough to submerge it in water. Instead, I clean the thermometer by wiping it off with a soapy rag and then by either dipping the probe portion or running the probe portion under very hot water or sanitizing solution (obviously, the sanitizing solution is more often used in a commercial food service setting–and is probably not practical for home use.) I always clean my thermometer before returning it to its sheath, because, as mentioned before, the sheath is almost impossible to clean once it gets dirty. If the sheath does get dirty, an old-fashioned(?) pipe cleaner, such as children use for craft projects, may be effective for cleaning the narrow interior of the sheath.

Third, on the calibration of an instant read thermometer:
After regular use (and sometimes abuse–I’m always dropping mine), an instant read thermometer can begin to give incorrect readings. You’ll note that your instant read is measuring the ambient room temperature as 60 degrees when really it’s warmer than that. Or maybe the difference is more subtle than that and you haven’t noticed. Nevertheless, an uncalibrated thermometer could lead to a food safety snafu. To avoid this, you can easily calibrate your instant read thermometer. I recommend doing so every couple of months.

Thermometer in ice water bathTo calibrate, prepare an ice water bath by sticking a few ice cubes in a glass of water. Let the water sit for three to five minutes so the water can equilibrate to freezing temperature (32 degrees Fahrenheit). Then, place your instant read thermometer in the ice water bath. Let your thermometer gauge come to a stop.

Hex nut on thermometerNow, you will want to adjust the temperature gauge so that it reads 32 degrees Fahrenheit. To do this, you will need to grasp the hex nut directly under the gauge with a pair of pliers. Then, while holding that hex nut steady, you’ll twist the circular gauge until the indicator points at 32 degrees Fahrenheit.

Your instant-read thermometer is now calibrated and ready to be used again to feed your family delicious, just-right-temp cooked meat!

Newly calibrated thermometer


To whom shall I go?

Usually, I am a voracious reader.

I have almost 200 blog subscriptions in my Google Reader, I read around ten books a week.

I delight in words and almost always have an appetite for them.

Today, I find them unpalatable.

These words bring me no joy just now.

So the items continue to pile up in my feed reader. 603 and counting.

My books lie on my nightstand or in my briefcase unread.

Only one book can feed my hungry spirit just now.

“Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life.”

~John 6:68


Book Review: “Founding Faith” by Steven Waldman

To listen to today’s secularists talk, one might get the impression that America’s founding fathers were ardent secularists, devoted to Enlightenment thinking, and irreligious if not antireligious. Conservative Christians tell a whole different story–a story that stars devoutly religious founding fathers who hold to an orthodox Christian faith.

Steven Waldman’s Founding Faith explores this controversial topic in a scholarly but still accessible manner. Waldman asserts that to lump “The Founding Fathers” together as though they all had the same views is a disservice to them. Instead, he explores the religious beliefs and actions of five “founding fathers” who were prominent in framing the debate for issues of religion and state.

Waldman explores the personal piety, personal and public writings, and public actions of Benjamin Franklin, John Adams, George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, and James Madison. He makes a good case for the plurality of religious beliefs among the founding fathers–as well as for the plurality of interpretations of how church and state should best interact.

I enjoyed Founding Faith tremendously, finding it to be a balanced, scholarly work that shines a great deal of light on the difficult question of what the Founding Fathers believed about religion in general and about state involvement in religion in particular.

I was interested to see the emphasis Waldman places on Madison as a primary framer of the “Establishment of Religion” clause. Waldman introduces Madison as a pious man, perhaps the most orthodox of the five men considered in this book. Unlike Jefferson, who primarily wanted separation of church from state for the sake of the state, Madison was interested in preserving the purity and vitality of the church from state intervention. Madison wished for an even more stringent separationist position–in part because of his sympathy for Virginian Baptists who decried the establishment of religion as oppressive to minority sects such as themselves.

As I said, this book is balanced and informative treatment of the faith of America’s founders and their views of how state and religion should interact. Lovers of history will enjoy this book–as will anyone who has ever been confused by contradictory reports of the Founders’ faith (or lack thereof).


Rating: 4 stars
Category: American History/Religion/Church and State
Synopsis: Waldman describes the religious beliefs of five founding fathers–and how each founding father felt the church should (or should not) be involved in religious affairs.
Recommendation: A wonderfully balanced portrayal of the faith of the founding fathers. Definitely worth reading.


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Grammar Geek

I considered majoring in English in college because I love words. I love reading words. I love writing words. I love speaking words. I even love grammar.

I am a grammar geek. I don’t try to hide it.

Proof?

I enjoy diagramming sentences.

How much more geeky can you get?

But it isn’t in diagramming sentences that my grammar geekiness is most seen. It’s in how annoyed I get when people use improper grammar.

My latest frustration?

Using words as a different part of speech than they are intended to be used as.

Perhaps the most frequently heard example of this is using the word invite as a noun (instead of the verb it is intended to be.)

No, you should not send out an invite. That’s just not right. There’s no such THING as an invite. Invite is a verb. You CAN invite someone to your function. You CAN send out an invitation. But you CANNOT send out an invite.

Likewise, invite is not an adjective. You cannot send out an invite card. Again, you CAN send out an invitation.

And then there’s the one I started hearing recently from an organization I’ve gotten involved with.

Using the word timely as an adverb.

“You need to get this done timely.”

No, no, no!!!

You need to get this done in a timely manner.

Timely is an adjective and should only be used to modify a noun. If there’s no noun to be modified, there’s no use for the word timely.

Get it right already!

Do you have any grammatical pet peeves? Do you use either of these words improperly? Or do you think I’m just too picky and should get over myself?

***As a side note, I recognize that I have my own grammatical foibles, particularly as it concerns punctuation. I use commas much more liberally than most modern editors prefer and, when blogging, I frequently use dashes to avoid having to actually use proper grammar. I occasionally put apostrophes in the word its when I DON’T mean it is and I’m sure I have even more errors that I have failed to notice. If any of those are your pet peeves, feel free to let me know so I can correct them :-) But at least I try to be grammatically correct. It seems like half the world couldn’t care less whether they’re actually speaking English or not!


WiW: With my mind

The Week in Words

“The current tendency to minimize Bible study and sound theology in the interests of focusing on the heart is badly misguided. We need to be cultivating our minds in order to cultivate our hearts. We must set our minds on things above and love God with our hearts and minds, never …supposing we can do one without the other. ‘Be transformed by the renewing of your mind’ (Romans 12:2).”

~Randy Alcorn via Jason’s Facebook

My goal for this year has been to exercise my mind towards the things of God. I wanted my mind to come alive with God’s attributes, with His character, with His praises.

I’ve been reading, discussing, writing. I’ve been thirsty for knowledge of God.

And I’ve heard the warnings: “Beware of dead doctrine,” they say. “I’ve heard sermons from those thinking churches. They’re all knowledge and no heart.” “Don’t think too deeply,” they tell me. “That only leads to division.”

I disagree.

Yes, it is possible to have knowledge without faith. It is possible to have a form of godliness but to deny its power.

But this is no excuse to remove our minds from our worship.

The fact is, my heart is fickle. It is inclined to despair.

This year has been a tough one. Many times I have felt desperately hopeless and fearfully alone. Many times my heart has told me that God is not sovereign, that God is not good. It has told me that life is not worth it, that the pain is too great, that I should just give up.

My heart has told me lies.

But in God’s grace, He has moved me this year to exercise my mind towards Him. My exercised mind now teaches my heart. It teaches my heart of the sovereignty of God when things seem out of control. It teaches my heart of the goodness of God when all I can see is bad. It teaches my heart to hope in the Lord, when my heart would otherwise despair. It teaches my heart to find joy in the Lord even when it’s bleeding.

Far from finding that focusing on doctrine has caused my heart to atrophy, I find instead that doctrine has become the firm rock to which my fickle heart can cling.

I still feel.

Boy, do I feel. But now I feel more than simply the storms of circumstances that buffet. Now I feel the rock that is stable through the storms of life. My heart feels truth now, instead of just circumstance.

“We’re either building our lives on the reality of what God is truly like and what He’s about, or we’re basing our lives on our own imagination and misconceptions.

We’re all theologians. The question is whether what we know about God is true.”

~Joshua Harris, Dug Down Deep

“Theology matters, because if we get it wrong, then our whole life will be wrong.”
~Joshua Harris, Dug Down Deep

Collect more quotes from throughout the week with Barbara H’s meme “The Week in Words”.