Wednesday, January 13, 2010

THE HORRIBLE TRUTH ABOUT SPAGHETTI


AAAARRGH! I overate and now I feel like jumping off a cliff just to end the pain. I blame it on
demon spaghetti.

I posted some spaghetti recipes a few days ago, and that started my mouth watering. It occurred to me that since I'd just watched a bunch of videos on the subject, and since I had the all the recipes that commenters sent in, that I could probably make a decent pot of spaghetti this very day. Today I spent hours shopping and cooking, and I just finished eating what I cooked. My conclusion? It was by far the best spaghetti I ever had, but......I'm sorry to say...it was disappointing.



It was disappointing because spaghetti itself is disappointing. The American style, meat-mixed-in-the-sauce spaghetti can be good, and in the right hands it can be very good, but it can never be great. Nothing that's meant to be wolfed down then sit in your stomach like a brick for hours can ever aspire to greatness.



I know what you're thinking, that it's my own fault if I overate, but that's only half true. The fact is that spaghetti is designed to be overeaten. Something about the chemistry of the thing actually promotes overeating. Using better ingredients only makes overeating more likely.



I have such a stomach ache! I can hardly type!

From this experience I learned that Italians were probably right about meatballs. Separating the meat from the sauce gives makes for more contrast in the flavors, and likely prolongs the meal so you don't feel so drowsy and heavy in the stomach afterwards. Next time I make spaghetti, I'll go the meatball route.


Aaaargh! Now I'm gonna sack out on the couch!

BTW, here's the way I made it: I like mushrooms, so I started by frying a few in olive oil, garlic and a little bacon fat. I only half cooked them, figuring that I'd let them cook the rest of the way when I put them in the sauce. I now regard this as a mistake. When added too early the mushrooms are overwhelmed by the sauce and you don't even taste them.

I cooked up some Italian sausage in olive oil and garlic and added lots of cabernet and port. Most of it evaporated and had only a small impact on the flavor. Next time I'll use only port and add it when the sauce is nearly finished.

When the meat was more than half done I added a sauce of fresh, skinned Italian tomatoes (according to a commenter, they're out of season and are therefore inferior to the canned variety), and canned crushed tomatoes and tomato paste. Also in the sauce: the mushrooms I talked about earlier, onion, parmesan, green pepper, garlic and garlic powder, salt, ground pepper, oregano and basil. I would have added fennel if I'd had it.

I let it simmer for about 45 minutes. When it still seemed too thin, I thickened it with another small can of tomato paste, which was a mistake because the finished sauce tasted pastey. Later, when I was finished, I realized that I'd never added water. The only liquids were wine and the crushed tomato fluid. I should have added some water and let it simmer longer.

I wish I'd combined the Italian sausage with some ground beef or pork. The sausage was delicious but needed something to balance it out.

In spite of my mistakes the sauce still tasted very good, so I feel like I gave the meat sauce-style of spaghetti a fair trial. I still like spaghetti a whole lot, but I've been won over to the meatball theory.



BTW: This blog was featured on Boing Boing a couple of days ago. Many thanks to Steve Worth for the kind words!




Tuesday, January 12, 2010

FUNNY GERMAN CARTOONISTS


holy Mackerel! Look at that (above)!


If anyone deserves the accolade, "Father of the Modern Comic Strip," it would have to be Wilhelm Busch, who did his best work (above) in the 1850s and 1860s.



Okay, technically that honor belongs to another German (well, actually Swiss), Rudolphe Topffer, who did sequential strips as early as 1839 (above), but he wasn't as funny or as skilled as Busch. Busch had what it took to set other artists' imagination on fire.



With a lead like that you would think Germany would have dominated comic strip art for decades to come, but that wasn't the case. Eventually German cartoonists retreated back to stolid and far less funny one-panel cartoons like the one from Simplicissimus magazine above.

What an odd thing to do! Why did the country repudiate an art form (comic strips) that the public loved, and which seemed destined for success?



The answer, so far as I can tell, is that the funny German cartoonists didn't repudiate it, they simply moved to America and practiced the art form there. Look at the names of the early American strip artists: Outcault, Opper, Dirks, etc....they're all German!

Many of them were second and third generation German Americans whose parents had fled from the wars of German unification. When they came over here they brought with them the sense of humor that was in the air in Germany at the time they left, and that sense of humor included Wilhelm Busch's brand of slapstick comic strips.



America was fertile soil for that sort of thing. Over here we just wanted to be happy and make money. European cartoonists, on the other hand, were living under the clouds of a growing ideological storm and cartoonists found themselves under increasing pressure to dump the slapstick and be serious.



At the turn of the 20th century a lot of newspaper editors were convinced that only Germans could make good comic strips. American scouts scoured Germany for talent and succeeded in luring away some pretty heavy hitters, like Lyonel Fenninger (above).



Fenninger did some brilliant comics here but missed Germany and went back home. Once there he found he couldn't shake off the influence of the German American comics, and he painted weird syntheses of comics and fine (above) art that were beautiful, but somehow awkward in the extreme. Eventually he settled into abstraction. Too bad. In my opinion he did his best work here.







The German cartoonists who stayed transformed our graphic arts, and when I refer to the Germans, I'm talking about an awful, awful lot of Germans. There were a lot of newspapers in those days, and syndication was in its infancy. Every small town newspaper had German cartoonists toiling away, drawing pratfalls and farmers getting kicked by mules.

When I talked to John K. about this he said something like, "Well, that explains Hitler! We siphoned off all the funny cartoonists from Germany, and then they had no humorists left to stand up to the Nazis. Funny cartoonists would have shredded Hitler before he got big enough to hurt anybody!"

BTW, how do you like "Hairbreadth Harry," in the cartoons above? It's by the German American cartoonist, Charles W. Kahles.



Monday, January 11, 2010

CAPTAIN HOOKED/DOG PIE (PART 1)


NOTE: I've had some problems with the new beta version Of Blogger. It has some great features, and it'll be a knockout when the bugs are gotten out, but I need a couple of days to figure out if it's ready to use. To buy some time, I thought I'd reprise my favorite photo story: "Captain Hooked and the Dog Pie." I put up all four episodes in order. I'll be back with a new post in two days, on January 13th!

A SERIAL: "CAPTAIN HOOKED AND THE DOG PIE"


Never Never Land: On Captain Hooked, grooming himself in front of a mirror.





PIRATES (OS): "CAPTAIN! CAPTAIN! CAPTAIN! HE'S COMING!!!!'

CAPTAIN HOOKED: "Ouch!"


CAPTAIN HOOKED: "Who's coming? I'm busy!!!"


PIRATES: "IT'S PETER PAN!!!!"






Pan (unseen) drops a coconut on Hooked's head. SFX (BONK!)


CAPTAIN HOOKED: "GET THAT KID!!!!! Mangle him!"


CAPTAIN HOOKED: "Crush him!!!!"


CAPTAIN HOOKED: "Rip him!!!!!!!


CAPTAIN HOOKED: "P_ U_U_U_ L _ V_E _R _I _Z _E him!!!!!!!!!!!!"


CAPTAIN HOOKED: "Huh?"





CAPTAIN HOOKED: "You're Peter Pan's dog, aren't you?"





CAPTAIN HOOKED: "Yeees, I remember now! We kidna...um, invited you here last week. Say, uh...you wouldn't care to lead us to where Pan is hiding, would you?












CAPTAIN HOOKED: (Gasp!)



CAPTAIN HOOKED: "Well, of course you wouldn't! You're not stupid! You're a loyal dog, and you know that if I found him I'd cut his head off!"



CAPTAIN HOOKED: "Quick! Somebody grab a camera! I want my picture taken with the last solid citizen in the world! It's an honor to stand next to a dog like this! An HONOR!!!!!"


CAPTAIN HOOKED: "Well, you can go now. Let yourself out. Gee, it's too bad you won't be here for the pie."











CAPTAIN HOOKED: "Yes pie, but don't let me detain you...."





CAPTAIN HOOKED: "What kind of pie? Oh, I would say a succulent pie..."





CAPTAIN HOOKED: "Maybe a fragrant pie. Yes, definitely a fragrant pie."





CAPTAIN HOOKED: "Mmmm! And a juicy, fruity pie. Definitely that!"









CAPTAIN HOOKED: "OK, but just a slice!"



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