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Chinese Honey

July 3, 2012 by Carey Jane Clark

People who’ve read my blog before (particularly some of the recipes, gluten-free or otherwise) may have noted that we do not bake with sugar. Instead, we’ve always used honey, substituted at 1/2 the quantity of honey for the amount of sugar called for in recipes. It’s an almost fail-proof formula, and we do it in an effort to be healthier.

But honey here is really confusing to buy. There are all different kinds, for varying prices. You can buy creamy honey or clear–of varying shades–honey from different kinds of flowers, honey in the supermarkets, honey in specialty stores.

We always bought our honey here from a lady who sold it by the side of the road. She kept hives and presumably, she was a farmer. This is how we bought our honey in Canada–unpasteurized from a beekeeper.

Our “honey lady” has since moved, and I can’t find her, but I thought I’d found someone else. We visited their roadside location, and they let us look inside the hives and told us all we could understand (and a lot we couldn’t) about how the bees make the honey, and how they collect it.

 

Honey 1

 

Honey 2

 

Honey 3

We were pretty excited to find a new source for honey until I learned a few things that gave me some cause for concern.

  1. Some Chinese friends of ours told us they had a concern about the honey here. They don’t buy from the supermarket, because they say the bees that make that honey are fed sugar solution, diluting the quality of the honey. Instead, they travel off into the country, where they have a relationship with a beekeeper. They buy a log that the bees made their honey in for three years, undisturbed by human influence. They bring that honey back to the city and bottle it. One kilogram? $50 (Ack!).

    But it turns out using sugar solution is pretty common, both here and in North America. And there are bigger concerns–some our friends knew nothing about.
     

  2. This article describes some of those problems. Apparently, honey in China has long been a big export, and its quality is in question. Some claim it could be diluted with water or even high fructose corn syrup. Turns out the only way to know for sure if the honey is pure is to have it tested at a lab, where they can determine if any pollen is present or not. This may or may not be a good evaluation of whether the honey is the genuine article or not, since some claim that the absence of pollen is a result of the honey being strained for impurities, to give the consumer the product they expect to see on the supermarket shelves.

    This made us wonder. Did our honey friends extract the honey themselves? Or were they working for someone–someone who might use additives? And what about the antibiotics? Is there any way to ensure the honey we consume isn’t exposed to  that?

We’re not sure about our roadside friends. We do have some concerns about the way their product is stored–in aluminum containers with rusty spigots–so a couple of weeks ago, I found a great source for delicious honey that seems like it’s got to be pure. It’s stored in large stainless steel pots. And she sells the creamy variety (which, incidentally, is amazing on gluten-free bread with ground almonds on top because almonds here actually taste like almonds are supposed to taste–you know the almond extract taste you wondered about).

However, when I returned on Saturday to buy more to make Sprout’s birthday cake (she turns six on Wednesday), the store had moved. I still have a business card, but since phone conversations aren’t my forte, I’ll have to wait until a friend is handy to help me understand where I can find her.

Honey. Seems like it should be simple, but apparently, it’s just one more thing that’s more complicated here than we first thought!

In the meantime, for the cake, I bought honey in a plastic bag (yup) from the same name brand as I found at my new favorite spot. Post about said cake coming up. (There was an amazing cake for JavaMan’s birthday too, with fresh sweet cherry sauce as a topping, but it was consumed before the cameras came out, and thus escaped being blogged about.)

- Carey Clark

My Chinese Kitchen: Weekend Breakfast

June 20, 2012 by Carey Jane Clark

One of the interesting aspects to life here is sunrise. Since the entire country is on a single time zone, and we are on the eastern side, it makes for a rather early morning. Today, the longest day of the year, the sun rose at 4:29 a.m. That’s why our first purchase priority when we arrived was a good set of curtains for all the bedrooms!

The early sunrise makes for a culture of early risers. We know plenty of people who are up with the sun. Some of them live in our house :(

Which makes you feel really weird about sleeping in on a Saturday morning. I know I shouldn’t care about what others think, but when people have a four-hour edge on your day, it feels like you just might be missing something.

What’s more, we’re hoping to restart our Saturday morning English club soon. We can effectively say goodbye to leisurely Saturday mornings anyway.

Last Friday I had the urge to be organized for the weekend. JavaMan was away in Beijing meeting coffee people and arranging for the purchase of his first Chinese coffee roaster (yay!), so it was just me and the kids, and I experimented. I’ve gotten a lot more free in the kitchen since coming here. I still measure for important things like bread, or if the inspiration strikes me, but I cook for feel a whole lot more, and with all the gluten-free experimentation, I’ve gotten much braver about making things up all on my own without a recipe.

I wanted to make a breakfast casserole in the crockpot–something I could fix and forget the night before and wake up to something yummy and savory. But all the breakfast casserole recipes I found used hashbrowns, and even if I could bring myself to serve those on our table, I couldn’t buy them here.

Here’s what I ended up with. Because the potatoes aren’t hashbrowns, they turned out a little soggy for our liking (but yummy all the same). Everyone agreed that for that reason, the little bit left over was even better the next day.

Breakfast Casserole

Crockpot Breakfast Casserole

Ingredients:

  • 2-3 large potatoes, cubed
  • 1 medium onion, chopped
  • 1 green or red bell pepper, chopped
  • 1/2 lb. bacon (this is what I had, feel free to use more, but it was yummy as is)
  • 1/2 c. to 3/4 shredded cheese (We had mozzarella on hand, and it’s a somewhat precious commodity here, plus our family tries to go easy on the diary, so I used 1/2 cup)
  • 10 eggs (or up it to a dozen)
  • 1 c. milk (I used whipping cream because I had it and it needed to be used)
  • 1/4 tsp dry mustard
  • salt and pepper to taste
Procedure:
  1. Combine onions, bacon, potatoes and green peppers in frying pan (I used my wok) and cook in butter until potatoes are just tender and bacon is cooked.
  2. Pour into crockpot and layer with the cheese: one layer of potato mixture, then some cheese, another layer of potato mixture, more cheese.
  3. Combine eggs, milk, dry mustard, salt and pepper and whisk together until combined. Pour over potato mixture.
  4. Cook for 8-10 hours on low setting.
  5. Wake up and enjoy!
- Carey Clark

 

Friday Fiction Fix: The Corruptible

June 15, 2012 by Carey Jane Clark

Friday Fiction FixI am very particular about what I read. So much so that sometimes I spend more time figuring out what to read next than actually reading. I might be considered a reading snob, I suppose. I’m okay with that. And my tastes are very narrow. I typically don’t like romance, I don’t often read thrillers.

I’m less picky about the movies I watch. When I’m in the mood for a movie, I’m often tired or lazy and I simply want to be entertained. Don’t make me think. Just let me eat popcorn and laugh or cry or whatever emotion the movie stirs up. I love a good movie, but I’m just as happy at the end of it if I can say, “That was cute,” as “That was good.” Or “profound” or “interesting.” In fact, a “good movie” often has me thinking too much. Just ask my husband. After the screen fades, I’ll bug him for a minimum of an hour with my commentary on the movie. Just when he thinks I’ve fallen asleep (and he already has), out comes another insight into why the movie was sad or wonderful or disturbing.

And when it comes to on-screen entertainment, I’ll watch a crime drama (nothing gory–I long ago swore off CSI or Criminal Minds for their graphic and disturbing elements). I’m much less likely, however to read a story like that. I love to delight in a beautifully written story and that is what I look for above all else.

Recently, however, I began to choose books for review from various publishers, and I can’t always find the genres I’m looking for. A lot of what’s available is romance, and while I’ve enjoyed some good romances in my time, it’s not my first choice. But I thought I’d branch out a bit, so this time, I chose a book called The Corruptible by Mike Mynheir.

The story is the second in a series, which I didn’t realize when I selected it, but the story stood on its own well enough, and actually made me curious about the first book in the series. The author’s experience in law enforcement certainly made the story come alive with realism.

This novel continues the story of private investigator Ray Quinn, who is hired by a wealthy businessman to track down a man suspected of information theft. He soon finds himself in the middle of a murder investigation when he discovers the man he is looking for stabbed in the chest.

I will be honest that it took me some time to get into the story. I found Quinn  annoyingly arrogant at times. One or two times felt the story might have been better written from multiple points of view so someone other than Quinn himself could tell us what a good cop he had been before the accident which forced him to forge another career as a private investigator. After a while, however, I really cared about the character and what happened to him. His inner struggle as he compared himself to the fallen cop, Logan, drew me in. (I cared less about the subplot–Quinn’s hunt for the criminal behind a fraud scheme.)

All in all, the story surprised me. I enjoyed it–not for the same reasons I have enjoyed other books that I have read–but certainly the storytelling was good and the character evolved throughout the story. The ending, though not quite “neat and tidy” was satisfying.

I might just have to pick up The Night Watchman, the first book in the series.

Note: I received a free electronic copy of this book in exchange for my unbiased review. No other compensation was received.

- Carey Clark

 

 

Go Fly a Kite

June 5, 2012 by Carey Jane Clark

Um…I’ve been away a while. I vowed I would not let this happen but it has. I wish I could say I’d been off doing exotic things–vacationing in Bali, taking up a new sport–something.

The truth of it is we hit the ground running when we arrived and I needed a moment (or several) to collect myself and get my act together. Get homeschool started on time for once. Make a meal plan–or at least figure out what we were having for dinner this evening. That sort of thing.

I’m not all the way there yet, but things are starting to have a semblance of order. The homeschool room is no longer plagued with stacks of partially-unpacked bins at the end of the room. I am doing better at getting meals on the table on time. We are starting the homeschool day more or less on time. I can breathe again.

Although we didn’t make it anywhere exotic, we have started to do more. We have a Chinese tutor coming twice a week to teach the kids (she’s brilliant, they love her, and she’s making them do homework–previously thought to be a four-letter word in our home). We have also resumed every-other-week art lessons with our artist friend.

Other than these planned events, there have been a few random surprises (which is not really a surprise when one lives in China, since last minute things happen all the time).

One afternoon recently, a friend took us to the park to meet his uncle. His uncle is a retired university professor who designs, makes and flies kites. He’s quite talented. Take a look at this:

He gave Pumpkin a lesson in kite-flying too:

Kite Flying

And then he told my artist-wannabe-architect son that he would take him to his house someday and show him how he designs and makes his kites, that he would make a kite for him.

Wow!

All that AND a clean homeschool room. Could it get any better?

- Carey Clark

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