Sauteed onions, garlic, broccoli, mushrooms, celery, olives, roasted red peppers and herbs
browned Italian sausage, with dash of sake.
Add tomato sauce, simmer
serve with pasta at 101 Market
See the orderly lines and the HUNGRY people waiting patiently
Food for ~50 people, 8 lbs of dry pasta cooked, with vegetable marinara and meat sauce
Michael serving the sauce.
People came back for seconds, AFTER they checked that everyone there had had firsts. Top-knot = Javier.
Swim team holiday party and the endless fascination of middle America for free food.
Food for 50 wasted ...
I was guilty as well, these were french beans with SUGAR!! ack ack, hasn't anybody heard of Diabetes type II! A hundred time as many people will die of ensuing complications as will die of anaphylactic reaction to peanuts. But, I was still guilty of over-serving myself. Had to save room for those adults only rum muffins!
Suppose I'd proposed, not that we skip our holiday party, but that we do and share our holiday party in some soup kitchen, with the homeless ... see why I am such a popular guy?
Friday, December 16, 2011
Thursday, December 15, 2011
OccupySFPoignantScene
This picture is soooo poignant, it makes me misty-eyed!
But perhaps you had to be there, shelling out the 30 bucks to feed 60 people.
But perhaps you had to be there, shelling out the 30 bucks to feed 60 people.
A Mother's Worst Nightmare
THE AFTERMATH OF A POLICE RAID ON AN OCCUPYWS ENCAMPMENT.
What mother would expose her children to such risk, or want to see this happen to her children?
Maybe we need more of that maternal love, the mother grizzly fighting to protect her young, the mother hen collecting her chicks under her wings, all that maternal instinct devoted to protecting one's own young ... like the soccer moms in their minivans yammering on their cellphones, rushing from violin or ballet to swimming or gymnastics, never math, looking left for oncoming traffic, but not looking right for crossing pedestrians, other people's children. (Walking on the sidewalk with my kids, crossing a road at a stop sign in suburban Western New York, I was asking for it.) We need that maternal love!
Or, maybe not! Perhaps what we need is paternal love: more abstracted, less personal, a willingness to protect at all cost not just one's own children, but also those of others.
Then perhaps we wouldn't need OccupyWS to ensure a better future for ALL our children.
OccupyCupertino
Approaching the "OccupyCupertino" site, the "Quinlan Community Center", which coincidentally happens to be directly opposite 10200 N Stelling Rd, which is where you should be sending your donations!
First sight of the unwashed masses! I would add "illiterate, drunken and demanding". Please note the mis-matched gloves, the dreadlocks and matted hair hiding under the Rastafari woolen caps.
HaagenDazs ice cream!? Remy Martin?!!! My daughters and I don't get that at home!
Huddling down for the night!
This is what a $10 donation will get you - NAMING RIGHTS! That's right, for a measly $10 donation you can have an unkempt, unemployed, unwashed, unsober, unliterate vagrant anarchist social disrupter named after you. We haven't run out yet, but they are going fast, and prices will go up after the New Year, so get yours NOW!
Oh no! Watch out, the cops!
Over the bull-horn : PICK UP YOUR STUFF AND GET OUT, YOU HAVE 5 MINUTES TO CLEAR THE ROBERT W. QUINLAN COMMUNITY CENTER'S ROTARY CLUB BENCH! NOW! NOW! NOW!
Of course, instead of just doing what the nice police-person has so politely asked them to do, they cower! Why? The police are here to protect us, if you aren't doing anything wrong you have no reason to fear, you will not be hurt!
SEE, YOU SHOULD HAVE LISTENED TO US! NOW LOOK WHAT YOU'VE MADE US DO! YOU THINK WE LIKE CRACKING HEADS AND BREAKING BONES?
First sight of the unwashed masses! I would add "illiterate, drunken and demanding". Please note the mis-matched gloves, the dreadlocks and matted hair hiding under the Rastafari woolen caps.
HaagenDazs ice cream!? Remy Martin?!!! My daughters and I don't get that at home!
Huddling down for the night!
This is what a $10 donation will get you - NAMING RIGHTS! That's right, for a measly $10 donation you can have an unkempt, unemployed, unwashed, unsober, unliterate vagrant anarchist social disrupter named after you. We haven't run out yet, but they are going fast, and prices will go up after the New Year, so get yours NOW!
Oh no! Watch out, the cops!
Over the bull-horn : PICK UP YOUR STUFF AND GET OUT, YOU HAVE 5 MINUTES TO CLEAR THE ROBERT W. QUINLAN COMMUNITY CENTER'S ROTARY CLUB BENCH! NOW! NOW! NOW!
Of course, instead of just doing what the nice police-person has so politely asked them to do, they cower! Why? The police are here to protect us, if you aren't doing anything wrong you have no reason to fear, you will not be hurt!
SEE, YOU SHOULD HAVE LISTENED TO US! NOW LOOK WHAT YOU'VE MADE US DO! YOU THINK WE LIKE CRACKING HEADS AND BREAKING BONES?
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
OccupySFFoodBlog4
ABORT
On Friday, Dec 9 th, I tried to take food to the site at 101 Market St. I'd planned on meeting a friend for lunch and then had a meeting that mid afternoon, and it would have been difficult to keep food hot and safe for that long. So I brought drained cooked ramen (24 pkts.t), 3 lbs of cooked vegetables and about 4 gallons of the flavoured soup, along with a camp stove, thinking I would just heat the food on the spot.
Firstly, there were SFPolice "No Parking" signs all around the area for blocks. So I thought I would just stop my car for a minute and offload onto the sidewalk with the help of some the Occupiers. Within less than a minute, two cops were on top of us, shouting at me, "You can't park here, you can't stop here, leave right now." in decidedly impolite tones. Luckily we'd managed to get most of the food out, and I just set whatever I had on the sidewalk and drove off.
When I returned to the site, it quickly became clear that there was no way to unobtrusively heat up the food there without risking getting it all confiscated: The cops had barricaded the 30" wide section of the sidewalk behind the pillars of the Federal Reserve, squeezing about 60-70 of the Occupiers onto a 10 foot wide stretch of the sidewalk between utility closets, hydrants etc. About 30 fully armed cops (OK, no kalashnikovs or other sub-machine guns, but all with sidearms, batons, the usual stuff to protect the citizenry from a Soviet invasion.
I walked around for a few blocks to scout a location where I could heat up the food, but there seemed to be cops everywhere I turned - mostly moto-cops riding on the sidewalk. I tried to stop again at 101 market to pick up the food and cooking stuff, and this time within 15 seconds there were two motocops on me, again the same, "gentle and polite" yelling. In consultation with the others I decided to bring the food the next day.
On the first of those parking trips "Big Mike" had accompanied me in the car, and I was just being my usual chatty self, asking him how it was going etc. He responded in monosyllables, and at my prompting explained that he was just really tired, hadn't slept in days, the cops would throw them all into prison at between 2 and 3AM, then release them late the next day etc. After how thwarted and anxious (well, not anxious, nervous and frustrated) I'd become after just a few minutes of interaction with the cops, it was hard for me to imagine how the Occupiers had been surviving for months under this continual low-grade harrassment e.g., midnight barricade construction police exercises through the middle of the camp, nightly arrests, and some them were still trying to engage the cops in polite conversation!
SUCCEED!
The next day, Saturday, I heated the food up at home and drove the hour to the site. While driving there, I noticed limos and SUVs double parked on King's/Embarcadero near ATT Pork Park (referring to funds used for its construction), and also on Mission St, within two blocks of the OccupySF site. As soon as I pulled up and got out of my car at the site, there was already a Police car in the adjacent lane, blocking traffic, yelling at me to get out of there. So again, I drove off, walked back for help from about 4 people to bring the food over and then we hung around a bit while people helped themselves, folding paper plates to make bowls for the soup.
Here are some pic.s:
maya cutting apples
frying the spices in butter
Elsa picking up bits of lemon rind (from Heather's mom's lemons) for the applesauce
Maya cooking
Elsa picking the spices for applesauce
People served themselves
and were happy after eating!
Free miming lessons from an Occupier.
On Friday, Dec 9 th, I tried to take food to the site at 101 Market St. I'd planned on meeting a friend for lunch and then had a meeting that mid afternoon, and it would have been difficult to keep food hot and safe for that long. So I brought drained cooked ramen (24 pkts.t), 3 lbs of cooked vegetables and about 4 gallons of the flavoured soup, along with a camp stove, thinking I would just heat the food on the spot.
Firstly, there were SFPolice "No Parking" signs all around the area for blocks. So I thought I would just stop my car for a minute and offload onto the sidewalk with the help of some the Occupiers. Within less than a minute, two cops were on top of us, shouting at me, "You can't park here, you can't stop here, leave right now." in decidedly impolite tones. Luckily we'd managed to get most of the food out, and I just set whatever I had on the sidewalk and drove off.
When I returned to the site, it quickly became clear that there was no way to unobtrusively heat up the food there without risking getting it all confiscated: The cops had barricaded the 30" wide section of the sidewalk behind the pillars of the Federal Reserve, squeezing about 60-70 of the Occupiers onto a 10 foot wide stretch of the sidewalk between utility closets, hydrants etc. About 30 fully armed cops (OK, no kalashnikovs or other sub-machine guns, but all with sidearms, batons, the usual stuff to protect the citizenry from a Soviet invasion.
I walked around for a few blocks to scout a location where I could heat up the food, but there seemed to be cops everywhere I turned - mostly moto-cops riding on the sidewalk. I tried to stop again at 101 market to pick up the food and cooking stuff, and this time within 15 seconds there were two motocops on me, again the same, "gentle and polite" yelling. In consultation with the others I decided to bring the food the next day.
On the first of those parking trips "Big Mike" had accompanied me in the car, and I was just being my usual chatty self, asking him how it was going etc. He responded in monosyllables, and at my prompting explained that he was just really tired, hadn't slept in days, the cops would throw them all into prison at between 2 and 3AM, then release them late the next day etc. After how thwarted and anxious (well, not anxious, nervous and frustrated) I'd become after just a few minutes of interaction with the cops, it was hard for me to imagine how the Occupiers had been surviving for months under this continual low-grade harrassment e.g., midnight barricade construction police exercises through the middle of the camp, nightly arrests, and some them were still trying to engage the cops in polite conversation!
SUCCEED!
The next day, Saturday, I heated the food up at home and drove the hour to the site. While driving there, I noticed limos and SUVs double parked on King's/Embarcadero near ATT Pork Park (referring to funds used for its construction), and also on Mission St, within two blocks of the OccupySF site. As soon as I pulled up and got out of my car at the site, there was already a Police car in the adjacent lane, blocking traffic, yelling at me to get out of there. So again, I drove off, walked back for help from about 4 people to bring the food over and then we hung around a bit while people helped themselves, folding paper plates to make bowls for the soup.
Here are some pic.s:
maya cutting apples
frying the spices in butter
Elsa picking up bits of lemon rind (from Heather's mom's lemons) for the applesauce
Maya cooking
Elsa picking the spices for applesauce
People served themselves
and were happy after eating!
Thursday, December 8, 2011
CriminalsGallery
This is Meagan, I don't know much about her other than the following:
She is a Stanford grad
Works as a waitress
(Meanwhile, some talking head is probably saying: "The economy is improving, the DJIA is going up", and
we have BoBobama's balderdash, in used car salesman tones, "...we've turned the corner because the rate at which the economy is going downhill is not accelerating as much as previously...")
Volunteers in the kitchen for OccupySF - I actually haven't seen her eat anything yet.
Her principal role is on the finance committee, and other working groups.
Does not get enough sleep, let alone money to pay rent comfortably.
Found ways to involve M (9 yr.s) and E (5 yr.s) in usefully organizing the kitchen.
Took them with her and walked through the camp distributing evening rations.
WAS ARRESTED AND SPENT THE NIGHT IN JAIL ALONG WITH SEVERAL OTHERS WHEN THEY EXERCISED THEIR RIGHT TO FREE ASSEMBLY AFTER THE SF POLICE GAVE THEM 5 MINUTES TO EVACUATE THE SETTLEMENT IN BRADLEY MANNING PLAZA (formerly JUSTIN HERMAN PLAZA).
The afternoon of her release, still finds time to return my call and thank me for my help, and asks about M and E.
WHY DID THEY LET HER OUT?
I would like to thank the OccupyWS movement for standing up for us, even for those of us who mistakenly identify with the 1% and do not want to be fought for.
A lot of people have been very supportive since I started doing this and want to find ways to help: DONATE - CASH, BOOKS, BOARD GAMES, COMPUTER EQUIPMENT, PAPER, OFFICE SUPPLIES, TENTS, SLEEPING BAGS ...
COOK AND I'LL DELIVER
JUST WALK THROUGH CAMP AND TALK TO PEOPLE
USE YOUR MANAGERIAL SKILLS TO HELP THEM SELF-ORGANIZE!
Some of the comments that have come my way since I started this:
1. "I am not sure I completely agree ..." I stopped listening at that point. I try and imagine what it would be like to have been a black during the 60s and saying "I am not sure I completely agree with Dr. King ...". But I forget that these are the 40% who think they are in the 1% !
2. "Why are they protesting now with Obama as President? Where were they when Bush was President?". Ummm, excuse me? "Where were they?" WHERE WERE YOU?!
She is a Stanford grad
Works as a waitress
(Meanwhile, some talking head is probably saying: "The economy is improving, the DJIA is going up", and
we have BoBobama's balderdash, in used car salesman tones, "...we've turned the corner because the rate at which the economy is going downhill is not accelerating as much as previously...")
Volunteers in the kitchen for OccupySF - I actually haven't seen her eat anything yet.
Her principal role is on the finance committee, and other working groups.
Does not get enough sleep, let alone money to pay rent comfortably.
Found ways to involve M (9 yr.s) and E (5 yr.s) in usefully organizing the kitchen.
Took them with her and walked through the camp distributing evening rations.
WAS ARRESTED AND SPENT THE NIGHT IN JAIL ALONG WITH SEVERAL OTHERS WHEN THEY EXERCISED THEIR RIGHT TO FREE ASSEMBLY AFTER THE SF POLICE GAVE THEM 5 MINUTES TO EVACUATE THE SETTLEMENT IN BRADLEY MANNING PLAZA (formerly JUSTIN HERMAN PLAZA).
The afternoon of her release, still finds time to return my call and thank me for my help, and asks about M and E.
WHY DID THEY LET HER OUT?
I would like to thank the OccupyWS movement for standing up for us, even for those of us who mistakenly identify with the 1% and do not want to be fought for.
A lot of people have been very supportive since I started doing this and want to find ways to help: DONATE - CASH, BOOKS, BOARD GAMES, COMPUTER EQUIPMENT, PAPER, OFFICE SUPPLIES, TENTS, SLEEPING BAGS ...
COOK AND I'LL DELIVER
JUST WALK THROUGH CAMP AND TALK TO PEOPLE
USE YOUR MANAGERIAL SKILLS TO HELP THEM SELF-ORGANIZE!
Some of the comments that have come my way since I started this:
1. "I am not sure I completely agree ..." I stopped listening at that point. I try and imagine what it would be like to have been a black during the 60s and saying "I am not sure I completely agree with Dr. King ...". But I forget that these are the 40% who think they are in the 1% !
2. "Why are they protesting now with Obama as President? Where were they when Bush was President?". Ummm, excuse me? "Where were they?" WHERE WERE YOU?!
TheBillDonationsPlease
Bottom line at the top!
Not including various assorted expenditures (gas for car, gas for cooking):
so far $85, but this includes supplies for at least 3 more meals. So feeding 250 meals for $85, not a bad return (the smiles) on investment . One reason I became committed to feeding Occupy is that they feed everybody who shows up, and that includes a lot of the local homeless.
Update on Feb 13th 2012: Total expenses so far
Food: $85 (Not including the vegetables from my own garden)
Gas: $15 per trip X 6 = $90 (This includes the trip I'll make tomorrow Tuesday Jan 23rd.)
Utensils/plates $20 per meal X 5 meals = $100
Jan 27th (MoveIn day) $30 food + $15 gas = $45 (200 meals - 8 large aluminium trays)
Feb 4th $20 food + $15 gas = $35 (100 full meals)
Feb 12th $30 food + $15 gas = $45 (70 full meals)
Feb 19th $30 food and $15 gas = $45 (70 meals)
March 4th $30 food and $15 gas = $45 (70 meals)
Cost per meal: ~ ($85 food + $ 90 gas + $100 plates etc)/ ~300 =less than a buck!
Total donations:
Dec 2011 MM1 $10
Dec 2011 M2 Life Coach $10
Jan 20th M2 Life Coach $25
Jan 20th Nikunj Jhaveri $50
Feb 4th cash: $2
Feb 4th Rajesh Aji: $20
Feb 12th cash donations at GA: $45 (When I left $52 had been collected in a donations jar, with amounts ranging from 25c to $20. With Leila's permission, I took $45 towards gas money, which is an unrecompensable expense from OccupyHungerOakland's budget.)
Feb 12th: 50 lb.s of lemons and oranges gleaned with Nick's help from a neighbours garden. The oranges were the only fresh fruit available on Feb 12th and were quickly devoured (as were my Vangibhath and Puliyogare) and the fabulous lemons (I was eating the peels raw!) were distributed to the cooks to make either lemon tea or jellies/jams.
Feb 12th: I collected 20 lbs of produce to cook for the next time.
Feb 19th: No cash donations: forgot to place cup. 30 lbs of produce to cook up.
March 4th: Krishanu Bannerjee: $50
March 4th: Cash donations $17 towards gas (We collected $33, another cook and I split the money for gas.)
March 4th: 40 lbs of produce: flowering broccoli, mustard greens, arbi, potatoes, cauliflower and broccoli.
I will be very happy to receive small donations (~$10, feeds 15 people) to cover my costs. If you do donate, it will, it already has, fed people who are either homeless or are standing up for you.
No accountability: most of you know me and can take my word.
I'll buy a private jet and three cups of tea with all the excess cash, seems like the thing to do lately.
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Not including various assorted expenditures (gas for car, gas for cooking):
so far $85, but this includes supplies for at least 3 more meals. So feeding 250 meals for $85, not a bad return (the smiles) on investment . One reason I became committed to feeding Occupy is that they feed everybody who shows up, and that includes a lot of the local homeless.
Update on Feb 13th 2012: Total expenses so far
Food: $85 (Not including the vegetables from my own garden)
Gas: $15 per trip X 6 = $90 (This includes the trip I'll make tomorrow Tuesday Jan 23rd.)
Utensils/plates $20 per meal X 5 meals = $100
Jan 27th (MoveIn day) $30 food + $15 gas = $45 (200 meals - 8 large aluminium trays)
Feb 4th $20 food + $15 gas = $35 (100 full meals)
Feb 12th $30 food + $15 gas = $45 (70 full meals)
Feb 19th $30 food and $15 gas = $45 (70 meals)
March 4th $30 food and $15 gas = $45 (70 meals)
Cost per meal: ~ ($85 food + $ 90 gas + $100 plates etc)/ ~300 =less than a buck!
Total donations:
Dec 2011 MM1 $10
Dec 2011 M2 Life Coach $10
Jan 20th M2 Life Coach $25
Jan 20th Nikunj Jhaveri $50
Feb 4th cash: $2
Feb 4th Rajesh Aji: $20
Feb 12th cash donations at GA: $45 (When I left $52 had been collected in a donations jar, with amounts ranging from 25c to $20. With Leila's permission, I took $45 towards gas money, which is an unrecompensable expense from OccupyHungerOakland's budget.)
Feb 12th: 50 lb.s of lemons and oranges gleaned with Nick's help from a neighbours garden. The oranges were the only fresh fruit available on Feb 12th and were quickly devoured (as were my Vangibhath and Puliyogare) and the fabulous lemons (I was eating the peels raw!) were distributed to the cooks to make either lemon tea or jellies/jams.
Feb 12th: I collected 20 lbs of produce to cook for the next time.
Feb 19th: No cash donations: forgot to place cup. 30 lbs of produce to cook up.
March 4th: Krishanu Bannerjee: $50
March 4th: Cash donations $17 towards gas (We collected $33, another cook and I split the money for gas.)
March 4th: 40 lbs of produce: flowering broccoli, mustard greens, arbi, potatoes, cauliflower and broccoli.
I will be very happy to receive small donations (~$10, feeds 15 people) to cover my costs. If you do donate, it will, it already has, fed people who are either homeless or are standing up for you.
No accountability: most of you know me and can take my word.
I'll buy a private jet and three cups of tea with all the excess cash, seems like the thing to do lately.
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Wednesday, December 7, 2011
OccupySFFoodBlog3
The ingredients for meal number 3:![]() | ![]() | |
| Beans, Chorizo, hocks, tocino - slooooow cooked for potage 1 |
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| Pumpkin from our garden: |
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| to be sauteed in garlic before going into the pots. |
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| This person nabbed the greens trying to get away. |
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| What kind of greens were they? Why, collard greens of course! |
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| canned frijoles for potage 2, spices not shown |
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| empty bowls |
| happy person 1 |
| soon to be happy person |
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| Meagan - kitchen lady and so much more |
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| happy person 2 |
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| Happy peeps 3 and 4. |
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