
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Slow Cooker Chili

Monday, November 23, 2009
Gingerbread Cookies

Sunday, November 15, 2009
Triple Citrus Tiger Prawns with Thai Chile Sauce


Saturday, November 14, 2009
Gina Salad




Wreath of Gratitude, Gingerbread Houses




Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Speaking Out for The Truth
This information was a little hard to find because when I downloaded the Excel spreadsheet, it wasn’t apparent to the naked eye. The property tax revenue information was all contained in hidden cells. I tried to give as many people as possible the link, with the directions to click “unhide” so they, too, could see the straight facts. But most people don’t have time or go cross-eyed looking at spreadsheets. So they just had to trust that the director was telling them the library was short on funding. But the problem is that they were trusting someone who was giving them false information.
Here is the property tax revenue for the Ventura City Libraries taken directly from the library budget on the county Web site:
Foster $722,266
Wright $1,217,534
Avenue $123,817
Saticoy $111,637 (Saticoy is part of our library budget)
So the biggest question on my mind is why would library director Jackie Griffin threaten to close a library that not only operates extremely efficiently with its generous volunteers, but that is also overfunded?
There is more than one reason, but one key answer will give insight as to why the chain of events transpired as they did: the county auditor’s office apparently made a simple mistake and accidentally sent Griffin an incorrect budget that still included the money from Moorpark. Moorpark withdrew from the county library system and, therefore, that money was no longer part of the county budget. The money to operate Moorpark was $650,000. It would seem that a fiscally responsible manager might double check the records before she went on a spending spree, but that isn’t what happened in this case. Moorpark’s money was spent. (Again, having absolutely nothing to do with Wright or Ventura. This was Jackie’s county budget mistake.)
Jackie explained her mistake at a Ventura County library commission meeting. All was forgiven, and the mistake seemed honest. However, it appears that Bill Fulton decided to take this mistake and capitalize on it. Both Rick Cole and Bill Fulton had meetings with Jackie Griffin, and the plan was put in place to blame the shortfall on hard economic times. Everyone would believe that and rally to save the library. They made their case, and Bill published his newspaper article and blog, and Jackie came up with the same storyline and they stuck to their storyline over and over and over again, despite serious questioning from all of the attendees at the meeting. (Fulton, by the way, is on the library commission, purportedly to represent Ventura’s best interests in library service, and also happens to be the person who brought and hired Jackie after she had been fired as library director in Berkeley. Some of the public trusted and believed them, trying to brush aside their doubts. Then Fulton and Griffin went out on a real limb and tried to close Wright and instead open a children’s library at the mall. All the documentation for the children’s library at the mall is clearly documented and was even mentioned when Jackie first announced at the city council meeting that they would be closing Wright and opening another children’s library somewhere else in Ventura.)
Everyone is aware of the hocus-pocus that happened afterward and the blatant disregard of the Library Advisory Council’s recommendations and protocol for library service in Ventura. There are endless discrepancies beyond those listed above. Personally, Griffin, Cole and Fulton have lost all credibility for me. City leaders and library directors should be trying to find ways to serve the citizens who generously entrust their hard-earned tax money to them. Instead, we have games and abuse that have truly hurt the kind and trusting people of Ventura. Griffin needs to be audited, and the politicians need to stop using the library to cry wolf. Just remember what happened to the boy.
Maili Brocke, Ventura
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Cranberry Sauce - Three Ways
Monday, November 2, 2009
Two Cookbooks


Sunday, November 1, 2009
A Few More Favorites from the Halloween Party





2009 Brocke Homeschool Halloween Party





Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Thoughts
We are deeply saddened by the passing of 14-year-old Jeanette "Jay" Orrantia who left us on the morning of Wednesday, Oct. 14 after a 9-year battle with cancer.
Jeanette was an absolute inspiration to all who knew her. Her family, classmates and the entire community were touched by her extraordinary grace and courage in the face of adversity. She unknowingly motivated others to follow her lead and stay strong regardless of life's difficulties. Jeanette's undiscriminating kindness toward both humans and animals, and her gorgeous smile, touched so many who desired to know the secret to her unwavering positivity. She was a difference-maker, she was beautiful inside and out, and she will never be forgotten.
Jeanette will be forever missed by her beloved brother Johnny Orrantia and "Auntie" Rosemary Shorr. She is preceded in death by her father, John Orrantia III. She is survived by her mother, Tammy Hatfield of Bakersfield; grandmothers, Yolanda Dimas of Las Cruces, N.M. and Janice Brown of Bakersfield; grandfather, John Orrantia II of New Cuyama; great-grandmothers, Rosella Ayala of Ventura and Jean Lopez of Bakersfield; and many aunts, uncles, cousins and others who loved and supported Jeanette from near and far.
"You were the brilliant star that cascaded from the sky and landed in our arms. You illuminated our world for a short but wide swath of time and became the fabric of our lives. Inspiring us to keep moving ahead, you carried your unparalleled strength and light like a torch on this crazy, beautiful path. You never knew how amazingly stunning you were to the eyes, minds and hearts of all you met along the way. Those left behind in your stardust will forever shimmer in the glitter of your all-encompassing love, one-of-a-kind style, and zest for life. Rock star, superstar, SUPERNOVA... how blessed we are to have been warmed by your rapturous glow. We love you, Jay" -Alyssa-
Jeanette Orrantia: a middle schooler's tale of utter courage
Osteosarcoma. For most, this multisyllabic medical term probably means absolutely nothing. I can imagine the assumptions going through the mind: a skin condition, a new medicine, or for those of you in Foothill's Bioscience Academy, you might be closer, something bone related.
Osteosarcoma is in fact a rare form of bone cancer.
Osteosarcoma--for you a medical term, but for Jeanette Orrantia, it was a term that wasn't just in her eighth grade biology textbooks atAnacapa Middle School, but a term that she thought about on a daily basis. Why? Because Jeanette was diagnosed with this cancer when she was 5 years old.
Just think about that. At five years old, most of us could barely understand that you weren't supposed to punch our little siblings or climb to high places. At five, Jeanette had to understand that she had bone cancer. In the beginning of life, she had been handed a death certificate. Jeanette's father was murdered a number of years ago, and her mother has been out of the picture for even longer than that. Jeanette was raised by her great aunt Rosemary, who left her job just to care for Jeanette, thus eliminating their income.
Jeanette, or Jay as she liked to be called, first had cancer in her right leg. The doctors removed the knee joint and tibia and replaced it with a rod. In December, she was going to have that leg amputated above the knee and receive a prosthetic knee and lower leg. That way she would be able to bend her leg and play sports. Unfortunately, in December, Jeanette was in Children's Hospital for her pre-op and the doctors found a fast growing tumor. This time though, it was in her left leg. The leg was amputated soon afterwards.
To say that Jay was dealt a bad hand would be an understatement. Most of us cannot imagine the turmoil of just one of these problems, let alone taking all of them in one package. But as I look through all the posts to the Facebook page in her remembrance, I see a common theme. They all, no matter how well they knew Jeanette, talk about how she was always smiling.
I first met Jay at the Anacapa Middle School garage sale to raise money for her treatments and her expenses. The event was called "Make Every Day a Jay Day," a tribute to Jay's constantly smiling face and positive attitude. My godsister attended Anacapa Middle School with Jay from 6th to 8th grade, and her family was the reason why I was involved that day.
I can remember it fairly vividly. Very early in the morning we loaded up rented moving vans with old coaches, tables, toys, cabinets, and everything else we had collected and caravanned across town to the Anacapa parking lot. We opened the loading docks and pulled everything out. There were workout machines, mirrors, clocks, and clothes. Oh the clothes. There was so much stuff.
Up to that point, I had heard the stories about Jeanette the same way you hear stories about starving children in Africa, in a way that makes you sympathize with them, but not necessarily make a personal connection to the story. That was, until the day had gotten underway.
The scene looked something reminiscent of a swap meet. Sprawling furniture sets, racks upon racks of clothes, rusty electronics, and a throng of people wading through it all looking for those hidden treasures. I had found my treasure for the day, an old broken Spanish guitar with two strings meekly strung on its neck, and paid $5 to put it safely in the front seat of the moving van to avoid the prying grasps of others.
The day was scorching compared to the bundled morning where we were setting out the furniture, and I had already taken a massive fall testing out a BMX bike with flat tires for which I had the bruised ribs to prove it. My day had been uncomfortable to say the least.
And then I met Jay.
She showed up with her aunt and brother, her crutches steadily holding her frail body up as her bandana rippled with the little cross breeze that there was that day. She was saying hello to everyone. My godsister gave her a feeble hug as they talked about whatever preteen girls talk about. I remember the complexity of the moment in my mind.
Here was the girl that this whole event was for. Here was the girl that was the reason we were here. Here was the girl who was braving the worst circumstances I had ever heard of, standing there, smiling. Let me repeat that. Smiling. Suddenly my ribs didn't hurt so much.
Jay died from flu complications on Wednesday as a result of her chemotherapy's detrimental effect her immune system. My godsister, like the many people who knew Jay, was devastated. The news was not the kick in the stomach like an unexpected death of a family member, that kick we had gotten long ago when we had first heard her circumstances or first met her. No, this was a different kind.
When my mom told me Wednesday afternoon, I choked because I realized that the world had just lost the most courageous girl I have ever had the pleasure of meeting.
When I think back to that garage sale, I contemplate what people meant by "make everyday a Jay Day." What is a Jay Day? Is it smiling in the face of sadness? Is it pushing to survive unimaginable odds in the face of certain peril? Or is it the challenge to make each day worthwhile? I personally believe it is the latter of the three. And so this column is my Jay Day for your consideration.
The only question remains. How will you live your Jay Day?
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Our Annual Halloween Party





Monday, October 19, 2009
November 2009 issue of Rachael Ray




Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Jeanette Orrantia
Sunday, October 11, 2009
The Most Beautiful Moments - Vincent's Dad

On this night hearing my uncle Cesar play and sing "Tu y Las Nubes" to my dad for the last time I was transported back to warm summer nights in our yard sitting, listening to the three of them playing and singing and laughing. It was a connection the three brothers shared for decades.
Last night, as I plugged in my bass and thumped those first few notes of "Lay Down Sally" I realized something, I have always know what tradition meant, but I now know how it feels." --Vincent Martinez
Our Sweet Jeanette and other kind things
Some people may want to bring their best dish...some people may want to cook new things they've always wanted to try but were afraid their family wouldn't want to eat. It is not a competition...just a plan to get us all out of the rut of cooking the same things over and over!
Let us know if you're in!
Oct 21 Welcome! APPETIZERS
Nov 18 HOLIDAY HITS (Show off your best Stuffing, Brisket, Gravy, Pie, Latke)
Dec 16 Start Early...It's SLOW COOKER/DUTCH OVEN Night
Jan 20 Who Doesn't Love CASSEROLES (or SOUP)
Feb 17 On Assignment...THE FANNIE FARMER COOKBOOK (You will be given a recipe from her book to make)
Mar 17 Good Morning...BREAKFAST Time
Apr 21 Viewers Choice...THE MAILI FILES (Choose a recipe from her blog to bring)
May 19 EXOTICS/FOREIGN FLAVORS...Dig deep in your spice cabinet, show off your heritage
Jun 16 Cool off with SALADS
From: Robert JonesDate: October 11, 2009 3:34:02 PM PDTSubject: Blue Marble Bounty and Recipe Blitz Updater - 2009-10-11Hey Everyone,Keeping you all up to date about the happenings and recipes I have been posting. Here is a weeks worth of updates.Here is a breif glance where you can just go check out what you like. Let me know what more you would like to see, as I am always taking requests.It has been a good couple of weeks with the Annual Book Sale at Earl Warren. I found all kinds of good stuff and am sharing some of it here.Make your own ketchup! http://bit.ly/284YOW Bored of canned soup? Try this: http://bit.ly/j0OXv Brown Derby Grapefruit Cake! http://bit.ly/1zGJQf Slot Machine of Canned Soups 1946 Style http://bit.ly/QLMx7 Treasured Recipes Of The Old South http://bit.ly/3eG2aX Saag Paneer Recipe For Terrie http://bit.ly/2oTCk Old World Treat Snail Broth! http://bit.ly/hOKAw Cooking Lesson # 4 - Shepherd's Pie http://bit.ly/3Gizb2 ~News~Have you guys heard of my friend Maili's site? Check out http://themailifiles.blogspot.com/ She has several blogs attached, and is rocking the world!The St. Mark's-in-the-Valley Book Faire is in its 39th year. We will have around 20,000 volumes and some "special" books (rare, first editions, etc.) The basics are: Festive opening is Thursday evening, October 15 from 5-8:30 pm with wine and hors d’oeuvres. The admission for that special evening is $10. On Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, October 16-18 the Book Faire is open 9 am-4 pm. They are in Los Olivos - the largest building in town - on the corner of Nojoqui Avenue and Alamo Pintado Avenue, one block from the flagpole and next door to Mattei's Tavern. http://stmarksepiscopalchurch.com/ I think Brian and I will be getting up early to hit this up on Saturday! Anyone else? I chatted with Reverand Randall, and he assured me that cookbooks were a plenty.When I was in Colorado a few weeks ago I found a delicious Tea Shop in Boulder. Check out www.KuChaTea.com. Amazing teas!Do you Twitter? Become a BMB Twit follow me as "Eudaemonius"If you have a minute, check out one of the Google ads. This helps pay for the sites, and keeps the action rollingThanks Everyone,Hope you enjoy!R-Should you have friends that would like to be added to the weekly update, please just have them email me at eudaemonius@gmail.com and have them ask for the updater.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Italian Wedding Soup
I first had this soup at the Farmer’s Market when we lived in Blandon, Pennsylvania. I was addicted to it and bought it every week. I was determined to learn how to make it. After much examination I realized that the secret is the tiny tiny pieces of minced up chicken that float in the bottom and give the soup so much extra flavor. If you don’t have time to make your own stock, then you can use Swanson’s Natural Goodness that doesn’t have any MSG. However, the whole point is that if you make a roast chicken, you can eat it for dinner, make chicken salad with the leftovers and mince some up for the soup that you make with the leftover bones. If this all sounds like too much work for one night of cooking, then freeze the bones from your roast chicken and make the soup later. Maili
6 quarts homemade chicken stock or low-salt chicken broth
¾ cup cooked chicken, minced
2 teaspoons sea salt
1 tablespoon fresh parsley, chopped
1 tablespoon fresh oregano, chopped
1 tablespoon freshly ground black pepper
1 egg
½ cup bread crumbs
1 tablespoon olive oil
1 cup orzo pasta or other small soup pasta
3 cups shredded swiss chard, center stem removed, cut into smallpieces (spinach can be substituted)
1. In a large bowl mix ground pork, sea salt, parsley, oregano, black pepper, egg and breadcrumbs. Gather about a teaspoon of the mixture and gently roll into a meatball.Place finished meatballs on a lined baking sheet and refrigerate.
3. To finish add swiss chard check seasoning and serve.
Notes from Maili: Whenever I make soup I make the largest pot I can. That way, after going to the effort you have plenty for your family, and plenty to give to your friends and neighbors and then some leftover to freeze for a quick dinner a few weeks later.
Soup, Italian Wedding Soup, Draft 4, edited by Maili Halme Brocke, Maili Productions Cookbook February 9, 2005
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
The End of Gourmet




Pumpkin Cheesecake with Bourbon Sour Cream ToppingGourmet | November 1990
![]() For the crust 3/4 cup graham cracker crumbs 1/2 cup finely chopped pecans 1/4 cup firmly packed light brown sugar 1/4 cup granulated sugar 4 tablespoons unsalted butter, melted and cooled For the filling 1 1/2 cups solid pack pumpkin 3 large eggs 1 1/2 teaspoons cinnamon 1/2 teaspoon freshly grated nutmeg 1/2 teaspoon ground ginger 1/2 teaspoon salt 1/2 cup firmly packed light brown sugar three 8-ounce packages cream cheese, cut into bits and softened 1/2 cup granulated sugar 2 tablespoons heavy cream 1 tablespoon cornstarch 1 teaspoon vanilla 1 tablespoon bourbon liqueur or bourbon if desired For the topping 2 cups sour cream 2 tablespoons granulated sugar 1 tablespoon bourbon liqueur or bourbon, or to taste 16 pecan halves for garnish ![]() Make the crust: In a bowl combine the cracker crumbs, the pecans, and the sugars, stir in the butter, and press the mixture into the bottom and 1/2 inch up the side of a buttered 9-inch springform pan. Chill the crust for 1 hour. Make the filling: In a bowl whisk together the pumpkin, the egg, the cinnamon, the nutmeg, the ginger, the salt, and the brown sugar. In a large bowl with an electric mixer cream together the cream cheese and the granulated sugar, beat in the cream, the cornstarch, the vanilla, the bourbon liqueur, and the pumpkin mixture, and beat the filling until it is smooth. Pour the filling into the crust, bake the cheesecake in the middle of a preheated 350°F. oven for 50 to 55 minutes, or until the center is just set, and let it cool in the pan on a rack for 5 minutes. Make the topping: In a bowl whisk together the sour cream, the sugar, and the bourbon liqueur. Spread the sour cream mixture over the top of the cheesecake and bake the cheesecake for 5 minutes more. Let the cheesecake cool in the pan on a rack and chill it, covered, overnight. Remove the side of the pan and garnish the top of the cheesecake with the pecans. |

Wild Rice SaladGourmet | February 2000
We couldn't have an American potluck dinner that didn't include at least one thoroughly native dish. The wild rice, hickory nuts, and dried cranberries in this salad are a nod to the potluck's origins. Yield: Serves 12Active Time: 25 min Total Time: 1 1/4 hr ![]() 1 pound wild rice For vinaigrette: 1/4 cup fresh orange juice 3 tablespoons chopped shallot 3 tablespoons balsamic vinegar 2 teaspoons Dijon mustard 1 teaspoon minced garlic 1/2 cup extra-virgin olive oil 1 cup long-grain white rice 1 1/2 cups water 2 cups hickory nuts or chopped pecans, toasted 1 1/4 cups chopped fresh flat-leaf parsley 3/4 cup dried apricots, thinly sliced 3/4 cup dried cranberries ![]() Rinse wild rice in a sieve under cold water, then combine with cold water to cover by 2 inches in a 5-quart pot. Simmer, covered, until tender, 45 minutes to 1 hour. Make vinaigrette while wild rice is simmering: Whisk together juice, shallot, vinegar, mustard, and garlic. Gradually whisk in oil until emulsified and season with salt and pepper. Cook white rice: After wild rice has been simmering 20 minutes, boil white rice and 1 1/2 cups water in a 1 1/2-quart heavy saucepan, uncovered and undisturbed, until steam holes appear on surface, about 8 minutes. Reduce heat to very low and cook, covered and undisturbed, 15 minutes more. Remove from heat and let stand, covered, 5 minutes. Assemble salad: Rinse cooked wild rice in a sieve under cold water and drain. Stir together rices, vinaigrette, nuts, parsley, dried fruit, and salt and pepper to taste. Serve at room temperature. Cooks' note: Salad keeps, covered and chilled, 3 days. |
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Elizabeth Messina's Fall Pictures





Saturday, October 3, 2009
Pork Tenderloin with Pecan Cornbread Stuffing and Cider Cream








