Monday, July 12, 2004

Sour Grape or Sweet Lemon?


I just found out that an "old" friend that we hardly kept contact with bought a bigger house.

Toward the path of home ownership, John and I always use this friend as a reference point. How much they earned and how much their first house cost. For a new immigrant, buying first house in 3~4 years, is a great success story.

I'd love to own a small house. However, having been married for 6.5 years, we are still doing "soul searching" and taking detour from settling down.

Will we ever settle?

What does "settle" mean anyway?

To compromise?

Honestly, I would be lying to say I don't envy or feel jealous of my friend. However much I want a house, it was never the motivation for me to stay with a job or convince John not to look for changes.

Recently, I have been looking into the option of purchasing a condo in San Diego. I realize that we would have to make tremendous amount of sacrifice to own one. The reward isn't "homeownership" but the increase in value we could make in a year or two. It would be a "smart" investment in this crazy real estate market. Then I think, we wouldn't be happy penny-pinching, cutting down basic recreation like going to the desert in order to save gas cost (as gas is quite expensive these days), or have to eat mass produced instead of higher cost organic and locally grown foods. It's too unbearable.

Some day, we will have a little home in a lower-housing-cost town. Before then, John wants to, yet again, explore more of further education opportunities.

I can only hope it will be better for our future. I want to believe that we have made the all the right choices. We've been down this route twice but no process has made. Talk about frustration. Will we run in circles again?

Tuesday, July 06, 2004

Crazy Vacation (2)


Sun 06.27.2004 (the official first full day)

We talked with Jake and Mina some more in the morning and didn't leave until noon. I was hoping to stop by Saturday Market in the morning but it's was too short of a visit with Jake's family.

One of the things we wanted to do the most was to visit some vineyards. When we lived in Portland, we weren't into wines as we are now. 2002 turned to be the best vintage for Oregon Pinot Noir. Some wineries had already sold out after 2002 labels released (realier this year) in a couple of months' time. Those "Smart Buys" rated by Wine Spectator were pretty much hard-to-find items.

We studied maps of Northern Willamette Valley and planed our trips weeks ago for this day. 3 wineries were our limit and 1 tasting bar. All of them were around Dundee, Oregon.

Ponzi Bistro and Wine Tasting Bar was our first stop. Surprisingly the Dundee Farmer's Market (next to Ponzi) was still going (around 1 pm), so we bought some cherries and blackberries.

We had lunch in the Bistro. The Porcini Mushroom and Potato Soup was just incredible. I also ordered a beet salad It's too beautiful to eat it. Actually I didn't know there were beets in the salad; I didn't think it was listed in the menu. I didn't know the name of the yellow beet, so I could easily made such a mistatke. Perhaps the waiter took the wrong order??? Anyway, they were dim yellow in color, similar to a star fruit. I recognized the earthy taste but couldn't quite tell what they were. Finally, I asked a waiter; he didn't know either. However, he found out for us.

We had lunch in the Bistro. The Porcini Mushroom and Potato Soup were just incredible. I also ordered a beet salad and the presentation was too beautiful to be eaten. Actually I didn't know there were beets in the salad; I didn't think it was listed in the menu. I didn't know the name of the yellow beet, so I could easily made such a mistake. Perhaps the waiter took the wrong order??? Anyway, they were dim yellow in color, similar to a star fruit. I recognized the earthy taste but couldn't quite tell what they were. Finally, I asked a waiter; he didn't know either. However, he found out for us.

Then we walked across the hall to the tasting room. They didn't have as many guest wines as advertised (50) on the web site. Perhaps the selections vary depending on season? Ponzi makes great pinot; however, we weren't "ready" to spend more than $30 a bottle. The goal of this trip was to bring home 3 bottles of Oregon Pinot Poir. They had already sold out 2002 Tavola, a 90-pointer from Wine Spectator with exceptionally great price at $15.

Later we went to tasting rooms of Argyle Winery, which was just across the street from Ponzi Wine Bar, Erath Vineyards Winery, and Duck Pond Cellars. We must have had tried 20+ wines.

As a matter of fact, during this vacation, we visited various Fred Mayer locations in Portland, Zupan's, and Whole Foods to check out their wine selections. It's probably hard for outsiders to imagine a grocery store like Fred Mayer's would have excellent selections of local, domestic, and imported wines. I suppose non-wine-drinker Portlanders wouldn't appreciate the fact as much as we do. Especially after living in San Diego a while, we feel there's no comparison. Believe it or not, only a handful of Oregon wines are available in specialty wine shops in San Diego.

Our Portlander friends aren't into wines. I wonder what demographic profiles are the wine patrons there? There must be a lot of demand; otherwise, Fred Meyer's wouldn't carry so many, would they?

In the evening, we went to Sam and Yukiko's apartment in SE Portland. Well, we were supposed to be there around 4pm but we didn't get there until 7pm due to hanging around the vineyards for too long. We brought over a bottle of O'Reillys Pinot Poir Oregon 2003, local King Salmon, Normandy Apple Bread from Ken's, fresh asparagus, and Sam made green salad and white rice. It's kind of funny combination of food, I know.

We wanted to try salmon and Oregon Pinot Noir together very badly, so we had a discussion with Sam and Yukiko long before our visit to make sure making fish at their place wasn't an issue. A clerk in Zupan's recommended O'Reillys as "best for your money" choice. It's just like he said it's totally ready even though 2003 might sound young.

We repeated the story how we met Yukiko at LAX Airport to Sam 2 or 3 times. Sam himself was to meet us at PDX airport. He didn't know that our flight was "cancelled" and waited 1.5 hour in the airport for us.

Sam and Yukiko were creative and musical people. They met in Germany when Sam studied German Language and Yukiko, music. Sam plays drums, guitar, and bass. He showed us a song he wrote and recorded (all by himself) called "Minimum Wage." It was a "rock-a-billie" tune as he called it with funny lyrics describing his working experience at Plaid Pantry (convenient store). It was good and we were amazed. Sam is a very mellow guy with a "nerdish" look. I'm always impressed with his musical talent.

When Sam first returned to US from Germany, Yukiko was still in Germany. He stayed with his aunt in Portland for 3 weeks and had a hard time finding work. His aunt kicked him out for "tough love" and my impression was that she only wanted to help him to a certain extend. To survive, he took whatever job he could get as soon as possible, which was cashiering at Plaid Pantry. A few months later, he met someone on the bus, who happened to work for the company John was employed at the time, and found out about the job opening. So Sam and John become co-workers -- that's how we met.

Yukiko arrived Portland months after Sam did. Fortunately she already had a green card and needed not go through the time-consuming process of immigration. However, her English wasn't very good, so naturally, seeking employment was out of the question for the time being. They communicated in German at home.

When we met them, Sam was the sole bread provider, earning no more than $9 an hour. Yukiko was eagerly searching FREE English courses because they simply couldn't afford it.

Perhaps some force out there was looking after this couple. They found a room in a house and shared the kitchen with housemates. The housemates didn't use the kitchen much so they had the freedom to cook anything at will. Their landlord also allowed them to build a small vegetable garden in the backyard. Sam and Yukiko often gave us extra vegetables they had and invited us over for lunch/dinner twice. Despite their poor financial situation, they were the most generous people I've ever met.

Above all, we kept contact with them after leaving Portland. I'm glad they make efforts to maintain the friendship as much as we do.

Anyway, it was great to see Sam again. We left his apartment at 11:30 pm, which was probably too late since Sam had to work the next day.

Monday, July 05, 2004

Crazy Vacation (1)

Our flight was cancelled because soon after we took off the windshield on the plane broke a huge track, so we had to make an emergency landing at LA. Nothing scary happened. It's just it's unsafe to continue flying. If the window really broke off in the air, we would be in serious trouble.

There were over 100 people on the flight. To make all of us get on other flights was quite a task. We were transported to John Wayne Airport in Orange County (nearly 1 hour bus ride) to catch other flights but only 20+ people could make the next flight. John and I were lucky enough to get on the next available flight at 3:40 pm). Some people had to stay over night in Orange County or LA, I believe.

We were supposed to arrive Portland at about 1pm but because of this delay, we didn't get there until 6:30 pm (06.26.2004). I guess it's not bad. But our 2.5 days vacation was shorten to 2 days.


Sat 06.26.2004

Picked up the rental car; drove to NW 21st Ken's Artisan Bakery for authentic French breads; hung out at NW 23rd for a little bit and ate at Pizzacato -- great gourmet pizzas that we were not able to find in San Diego.

If we weren't delayed, we would have gone berry picking with John's friend, Sam, in the afternoon.

We had been friends with Sam and his wife Yukiko since 2001. Yukiko was taking a tour group to Japan for 3 weeks the same morning we left for Portland (6-26-04). In other words, we'd not see her during this visit.

While we were in LAX waiting in line to see what flight the (Alaska) airline agent was going to assign us, Yukiko came up to us and said, "What are you doing here?" (about 12:30 pm)

I couldn't believe my eyes. All John could blur out was, "What are YOU doing here?"

Yukiko said, "I'm here to meet you."

"No way... This is like Twilight Zone." John seemed freaked.

We were not supposed to be at LAX and what the chances were for Yukiko be at that gate? Alaska ran who-knows-how-many boarding areas in LAX... We didn't even know what airline she's taking. There were so many routes to go to Japan from Portland.

Finally, she told us one person in her tour group was missing. The flight was about to take off in 20 minutes. She was looking all over for this person.

Due to a simple twist of fate, we met up with Yukiko, for 5 minutes, after 2 years.

The first night we didn't arrive at my friend's house (Jake's) until 8:30pm and then we talked until 2am.

Jake and Mina's first born, Peanut, was 14 months old. You bet that she was the center of attention of we 4 adults. Peanut wasn't shy at all. She came up to us right away even though that was the first time she saw John and I.

We flipped trough 3 albums of sure Peanut, each about 3 inches thick. Then we looked at some more photos of their trip to India.

Jake and Mina were very kind and almost insisted on us staying with them for the next 2 nights. But we knew it would be hard because we'd need to plan everything around Peanut's schedule. I wouldn't want them stay up late for us. So for the next 2 nights, we booked a hotel downtown.

Still, we tried to catch up for 2 years worth of stuff. Since they became parents, they hadn't had much time to write us. John and I finally gave in to sleep bug at about 2 am.

Friday, July 02, 2004

Meeting Leo


Received a call from cousin Leo last night. He had been training in Marine Corps Base Camp Pendleton since June 8th. Finally, he's going to have a few days off.

We had been trying to contact him since the deporting news came our way. Unfortunately, we hadn't been able to get hold of him. Who knew if we'd ever see him?

Perhaps with new government installed in Iraq, Cousin Leo's mission would be safer.

Anyway, we will have a nice 4th with him.

Thursday, July 01, 2004

Chile Relleno


Stuffed Chile Pepper(s)

I never had Chile Relleno in restaurants but heard about it for some time. Last night I decided to stuff Poblano peppers myself for the first time.

Stuffed Bell Peppers are quite easy to make. Poblanos are different because they don't sit nicely but lay on their sides. For Mexican Chile Relleno the chiles are roasted first. But for my dish, I was too lazy to do that first. I cooked the filling, stuffed the peppers and then roasted the whole thing for 30 minutes. They turned out pretty good. (John had a cold, so I didn't make it spicy at all.)


Ingredients

4 medium Poblano Chiles (I only had 3 but the fillings were enough for 4)
your favorite salsa
some oil

Fillings:

1 medium onion, diced
2 cloves garlic, minced
1 medium portabella mushroom, diced
2 small basc pears, diced
1 pound of ground turkey (I can't remember, could only be 0.75 pound)
some salt, black pepper, cumin, paprika, 5 spice powder, cinnamon, ground coriander

2 slices dried white bread, cut into small cubes
some graded cheese

Cook the fillings until done. Add bread cubes to absorb the sauce, add cheese. The melting cheese should make everything stick together thus easy to stuff without falling apart.

Stuff the peppers and brush some oil on the skins of the peppers. 350 F roast for 30 minutes. Better turn sides once. Maybe total 35 minutes. Peel the blistered pepper skins then serve with salsa.