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Historical and Character-Inspired Food from the fictional world of Diana Gabaldon.

Archive for the month “July, 2012”

Battle BBQ – Ronnie Sinclair’s Traditional North Carolina Vinegar Mop

“It’s poison, is what it is!”  Ronnie Sinclair was saying hotly, as I came up behind him.  “She’ll ruin it — it’ll no be fit for pigs when she’s done!”

“It is pigs, Ronnie, Jamie said, with considerable patience.  He rolled an eye at me, then glanced at the pit, where sizzling fat dripped onto the biers of hickory coals below.   “Myself, I shouldna think ye could do anything to a pig — in the way of cooking that is — that would make it not worth the eating.”

“Quite true,” I put in helpfully, smiling at Ronnie.  “Smoked bacon, grilled chops, roasted loin, baked ham, headcheese, sausage, sweetbreads, black pudding…somebody once said you could make use of everything in a pig but the squeal.”

“Aye, well, but this is the barbecue, isn’t it?”  Ronnie said stubbornly, ignoring my feeble attempt at humor.  “Anyone kens that ye sass a barbecued hog wi’ vinegar — that’s the proper way of it!  After all, ye wouldna put gravel into your sausage meat, would ye?  Or boil your bacon wi’ sweepings from the henhouse?  Tcha!”  He jerked his chin toward the white porter basin under Rosamund’s arm, making it clear that its contents fell into the same class of inedible adulterants, in his opinion.

Diana Gabaldon, The Fiery Cross (Chapter 13 – Beans and Barbecue)

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Outlander Herbal Guest Post – Rosemary

The five of us stood in a circle around the chunk of granite with which Jamie had marked the stranger’s grave.  There were five of us, and so we laid the circle with five points.  By common consent, this was not only for the man with the silver fillings, but for his four unknown companions — and for Daniel Rawlings, whose fresh and final grave lay under a mountain-ash, nearby.

The smoke rose up from the small iron fire-pot, pale and fragrant.  I had brought other herbs as well, but I knew that for the Tuscarora, for the Cherokee, and for the Mohawk, sage was holy, the smoke of it cleansing.

I rubbed juniper needles between my hands into the fire, and followed them with rue, called herb-of-grace, and rosemary — that’s for remembrance, after all.

Diana Gabaldon, The Fiery Cross (Chapter 110 – Man of Blood)

photo by NatalieMaynor

The following words and photos are from Rose, who has just started an Outlander Herbal page on Facebook!  Please go over and give her a “like,” and don’t forget to leave a comment below…how do you use rosemary?

Rosemarinus officinalis – Your Old Aunt Rosemary

Rosemary has been a favorite herb since I was a young teenage maiden; I would prune the bushes in the garden, put the clippings in a glass jar and pour piping hot water over them. This decoction I would use on my hair, hoping that it would start dancing at the roots and grow Rapunzel length over night. That didn’t happen — but it did enhance the health of my glossy dark hair and if felt good & smelled great pouring the cooled tea over my hair.

I have since learned Rosemary has powerful anti-inflammatory, anti-oxidants, anti-septic and anti-viral properties. The aromatic qualities of rosemary are very powerful, and are said to help memory. The plant has been associated with memory and remembrance for eons, and scientists have found that it is because of a special plant acid helps protect the brain and guard it from free radicles.It also helps clean impurities from your system.  Anti-inflammatory qualities help with inflammations associated with heart disease and asthma. It invigorates the senses, clear the sinuses, calming and uplifting to the mood, help relieve anxiety and depression, stave off Alzheimer’s.

So since rosemary helps with memory, mood, inflammation, overall immunities, think of the plant as if it was your old Aunt Rosemary, the Auntie (anti) that scares away all the bad guys- inflammation, depression, anxiety, sepsis, viruses, free radicals,  every day toxins we encounter, etc. Put a little rosemary in your dinner & she’ll chase all the bad guys away. Tough as a tack, this plant is as helpful to you as it is easy to grow & use.

There is some age old wisdom that says; where rosemary plants flourish a woman is in control.  It makes me think of the rosemary growing along the castle Leoch walled garden, where Mrs. Fitzgibbons was certainly in control. It makes me happy to see gardens taken over by hardy rosemary bushes. So apart from hair wash, smelling great & women’s power,  I’ve found there are a few great things this plant can help me with in the kitchen.

Rosemary blends nicely with just about every kind of meat. Chicken, beef and Lamb are my favorites. When you’re cooking with rosemary you need to chop it up a little if it’s fresh, or crumble the leaves if it’s dried- to allow the oils and herbal compounds to fully release. Rosemary is good in breads and soups. It makes a great marinade for meats on the grill or in the crock pot. After removing the leaves you can use the long stems of the plant as barbeque skewers, and they will add flavor to your meat & veggies.

Rosemary is easy to grow. It comes back every year, in most climates, and will grow in size each year as well., so it’s best to plant it in a spot it can grow into and one that it can stay in for years to come, and preferably close to the kitchen.  Rosemary is most often grown from a cutting, so don’t waste time trying to grow it from seed, you can pick up a small cheap plant almost anywhere and grow an endless supply of this herb.

photo by jeremytarling

So now that you’re feeling like an expert on rosemary, I want to tell you a few things about this plant in the world of landscape so you don’t go out in the world touting you herbal knowledge and get squashed by someone pointing out the diversity of this plant genus.

The plant we grow for cooking is just Rosmarinus officinalis- official rosemary, simple as that. The stuff that’s growing in landscapes all over the place, cascading down office walls like the hanging gardens of Babylon, or creeping over the ground covered with lovely blue (or even pink or white) flowers, growing up and over and looking all kinds of crazy cool, that is ornamental rosemary, specific varieties of the same plant adapted for landscape value. Yes they are still edible, should we reach some point of Armageddon, those office buildings might have unexpected landscape value, but they are adapted for their looks and I’d say some of the flavor and culinary usefulness is less prominent in these plants.  It makes me grin to see Rosemary in the landscape, because I believe somewhere behind it, a woman is in control.

The Great Cherry Bounce Experiment

Like magic, Jemmy’€™s eyelids floated up. He smiled dreamily at Roger.

“€œHallo, Daddy.”€ Still smiling beatifically, his eyes closed and he relaxed into utter limpness, cheek flattened against his father’™s knee.

“€œHe’™s all right,” Roger told her.€

“Well, good,”€ she said, not particularly mollified. “€œWhat do you think they’€™ve been drinking? Beer?”
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Roger leaned forward and sniffed at his offspring’€™s red-stained lips.

€œ”Cherry Bounce, at a guess. There’€™s a vat of it, round by the barn.”€

“€œHoly God!” She’€™d never drunk Cherry Bounce, but Mrs. Bug had told her how to make it:  “€œTak’€™ the juice of a bushel o’€™ cherries, dissolve twenty-four pound o’€™ sugar ower it, then ye put it into a forty-gallon cask and fill it up wi’€™ whisky.”€

“€œHe’€™s all right.”€ Roger patted her arm. “œIs that Germain over there?”€

“It is.”€ She leaned over to check, but Germain was peacefully asleep, also smiling.  “That Cherry Bounce must be good stuff.”

Roger laughed.

“It’s terrible.  Like industrial-strength cough syrup.  I will say it makes ye very cheerful, though.”

Diana Gabaldon, A Breath of Snow and Ashes (Chapter 6, Ambush)

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How Outlander Changed My Life – Guest Post

This week it is my pleasure to introduce you to Lee Ann Monat.  She and I first met online over a year ago, when I posted my first recipe from the Outlander series over on my other blog.

We’ve been friends and mutual fans ever since.  Over at Lion Art Creations Lee Ann shares her photography, art and her thoughts on changing her life’s path and re-creating it with intention.  She began this journey years ago, inadvertently, when she opened her first copy of Outlander…a parallel journey to my own, which involved quitting my job and walking into a bookstore…but I’ll save that for another time.

Because today the spotlight is on Lee Ann, who recently began a much-sought-after tenure as a volunteer in the Abbey kitchen on the Isle of Iona in Scotland. Just the latest stopping point in a very interesting life, that has really only just begun…

(The following photos and words are Lee Ann’s.)

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Corn Dodgers from Drums of Autumn & The Winner!

The English had always thought the Scottish Highlanders barbarians; I had never before considered the possibility that others might feel likewise. But these men had seen a ferocious savage, and approached him with due caution, arms at the ready. And Jamie, horrified beforehand at the thought of savage Red Indians, had seen their rituals—so like his own—and known them at once for fellow hunters; civilized men.

Even now, he was speaking to them quite naturally, explaining with broad gestures how the bear had come upon us and how he had killed it. They followed him with avid attention, exclaiming in appreciation in all the right places. When he picked up the remains of the mangled fish and demonstrated my role in the proceedings, they all looked at me and giggled hilariously.

I glared at all four of them.

“Dinner,” I said loudly, “is served.”

We shared a meal of half-roasted meat, corn dodgers, and whisky, watched throughout by the head of the bear, which perched ceremonially on its platform, dead eyes gone dull and gummy.

Diana Gabaldon, Drums of Autumn (Chapter 15, Noble Savages)

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