I've grown very fond of the kitchen here at the Mirador. Besides
preparing and eating my breakfast downstairs in the kitchen, the
family here also serves my dinner in there. We're quite friendly.
The abuela has pointed directly at me and told me I was her amigo.
Yesterday, the abuelo Diego came to check out my land and my house in
progress. He waved me off from his own hotel saying 'I know where
your land is' so I took off at a good clip in order to see what the
old guy could do. He's got plenty of years of behind him, not too
many teeth, leather sandals, a machete and a sweet palm hat like
mine. He stayed with me pretty well. He's mature in years but still
Mayan and I really haven't met one yet, male or female, who can't get
around any slope without shocking grace and speed. After that we
moved on to the real purpose of our trip, picking oranges from their
property. The oranges were delicious, I ate about 11 in two days.
I'll use the seed from a good one to plant a tree at my place.
Hidden behind the real purpose of the trip is the real real purpose
of the trip, making sure I know where their properties are, in
general, in case I want to buy one or show it to a friend. Despite
this genial relationship, I'm never invited into their kitchen, where
the fire is, for a meal.
My breakfast is often a brunch after doing other things. I get overhungry and try to eat a good amount. Sometimes I think it counts for lunch but then around four pm I get starving and realize I'll never make it to dinner so I eat something. Now I just do it that way normally and at 7:15p when dinner is served I'm always good and hungry again.
There's a breakfast warmup of a hard-boiled egg and a mouthful of trail mix just as I enter the room. This gets me through the prep, which I do fast and crazy so everything is ready at the same time. Mosh is oatmeal and mosh is one my favorite words to say many times throughout the day. I've been having mosh with banana, papaya, zapote, mango, trail mix, coconut, panella and milk powder. That's delicious, it's super instant and the stove boils hot. This paper should've been titled:
The mosh needs constant stirring but I fire up the egg pan with
the oil. College classes like Material Properties and Heat Transfer
made me look at cooking in a new way. This helped me a lot going
from Massachusetts to Guatemala and coming into a drastically new
cooking style. Back in Northampton, we used an electric stove with
burners that cooked low all the way down to room temp. Mostly, we
used cast iron pans. Specific heat capacity is heat capacity: how
much heat something can hang onto as a function of
volume. And this is quantifiable by material and shape. A 12"
cast iron pan, by the time it gets nice and hot, holds onto a lot of
heat in its bulk, and it's often the pan that cooks the food, not
exactly the fire. My eggs are cooked on a thin, light, blue enamel
six inch pan. It has a very low heat capacity. I get the oil pretty
hot, mysteriously sometimes crackling, and sometimes not, and I keep
the fire hot beneath. If you keep a lower fire, your first egg might
be fine, but it might suck every bit of heat from the pan, and when
your second egg hits, it splashes down onto a much cooler pan, not
crackling and bubbling immediately the way it should. Two eggs is
ideal, and remember, I've had a warmup egg, so this makes three all
told. Watch the eggs and tilt the pan around to redistribute the oil and
uncooked egg. When there is the right amount of liquid still
visible, kill the heat. I think this is the crux. Leave the eggs on
this pan over no heat for the right cure and now you have no rush to
get them on the plate. With cast iron, the pan can't help but
continue cooking the eggs and your yolk will begin to firm up. If
you killed the heat and put them on a plate, the temperature
difference of the cooler plate may halt the bit of cooking that you
still need to happen. If you just leave them on the cheap pan for a
time, the egg whites cook themselves through and the yolk warms up
but is completely runny.
My breakfast is often a brunch after doing other things. I get overhungry and try to eat a good amount. Sometimes I think it counts for lunch but then around four pm I get starving and realize I'll never make it to dinner so I eat something. Now I just do it that way normally and at 7:15p when dinner is served I'm always good and hungry again.
There's a breakfast warmup of a hard-boiled egg and a mouthful of trail mix just as I enter the room. This gets me through the prep, which I do fast and crazy so everything is ready at the same time. Mosh is oatmeal and mosh is one my favorite words to say many times throughout the day. I've been having mosh with banana, papaya, zapote, mango, trail mix, coconut, panella and milk powder. That's delicious, it's super instant and the stove boils hot. This paper should've been titled:
Cooking at hot temperature in
Guatemala as a result of cheap, light cookware and gas stoves with no
low heat capability.
Thinking back, there was a time
when I thought 'What is the deal with sunny side up eggs? I'd like
to learn how to cook an egg sunny side up.' In fact, I'd like to be
proficient at doing an egg every way. But I think I tried a few
times and didn't realize how to do it right, and I inadvertently went
back to over easy. I happened on it because of the Guatemalan
economy and the way it informs their cooking. Will I get cast iron
here? I'm not sure. I love it, but cast iron will be more expensive
to buy, heavier to carry, and more gas as the stove takes the time to
heat it up. Gas is a heavy tank that needs to be taken up the hill,
too. Should I do cast iron or custom-made stove with griddle-top for
those eggs? These are the challenges I'm facing. I'll have an egg.
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