30 August 2012

Spätzle mit Schnitzel!


Ich bin ein Schnitzel - or if I continue to eat any more of them, I will look like one.

The final outcome
Visiting Germany earlier this month to see flickr friends, I was presented with this fine spätzle press and a family recipe for the ratios of the ingredients.  Having spent some time travelling since I got home from that trip, tonight was the first good opportunity to make spätzle and of course, schnitzel to go with it.

It turned out perfectly - the spätzle were of the right consistency and behaved exactly as I was told they would (a little rowdy in the pot at first with some singing, but floating like dead fish ultimately).  A very pleasant outcome.

My love affair with schnitzel began when I was a lad living in Germany in the mid-1970s.  A local restaurant I frequented with my parents did a great schnitzel and I seem to remember it being the dish I always ordered - the variation being whether it had a sauce or not.

To have eaten at Onkel Otto's in Stuttgart this month brought back some of those memories and now with a spätzle press, I can make this fine meal any time I like.  So much better than the stuff in a box.

Making the meal

Preparing the veal (you can use chicken or turkey if you prefer - or pork even).  I'd already procured very thin strips of veal so didn't have to use my nice new meat basher.  Flour, egg and breadcrumb trays ready for preparing the veal.

The preparation area

Having breaded the meat, it's fried in a reasonable amount of olive oil.  Clearly this doesn't allow for the higher temperatures but it's what I normally use.  The tip here is to use a good deal of oil, enough so that the meat can almost float in it.  This way the breading doesn't stick to the pan which is what leads to oily food.

In progress
So here are the final schnitzels.  For this meal, I opted to cook the meat first before tackling the noodles.

Resting schnitzel

Spätzle

Now for the Spätzle - I opted to make 2/5th the quantity in Carmen's recipe since it would be enough.  Her recipe differed a bit from the one that came with the Spätzle Press so I opted to use hers - a more authentic and trusted source.  Flour - 500g, Eggs 5, Water 200ml and some salt.  This, I cut down to start with 200g of flour.

As you can see, it's a firmly bound dough that is stiff.  Well mixed (by fork), this mix literally filled the chamber of the Spätzle Press so it worked out very well.  I used a silicone spatula to clean out the mixing jug.

Spätzle batter/dough
Here it is loaded in the chamber of the Spätzle Press.

Press gang
Strands of the dough extruded through the press into the boiling water.

Extrusion
Nearly ready.... The Spätzle now float to the surface, like dead fish :)
Nearly ready

So that was it.  About 5 minutes preparation time, 10 minutes for the schnitzel frying and about 6 minutes for the Spätzle.





29 August 2012

Gold rush town of Bodie & the Yosemite National Park


Bodie - 150 year old gold mining town

Bodie is a historical site located in California just to the east of the Sierra Nevada mountains.  High in the Bodie Hills (8300ft, 2,500m approx), this site was established in 1859 as a mining camp set up by a W.S. Bodey who died the year after.  Yields weren't that great in the early years and it wasn't until 1876 that the Standard Company discovered a significant quantity of gold (which also coincided with the official foundation of the town).  By 1879, the town was home to roughly 5,000 residents and 2,000 buildings/structures.  A prosperous town through the late 1880s, a decline was inevitable.


Fast forward many years to 1912 when the local newspaper stopped publication and the town's depopulation continued.  During the 1940s, an effort to preserve the town started and it received state park status in the 1960s.

As you may know, I tried to visit Bodie early in 2012 however was thwarted by the snow on the ground.  When there is snow fall, the road to Bodie from the main highway (CA-395) is closed (a fact not published on their state park website).  This road starts off with 10 miles of windy paved road followed by three miles of a dirt road.  During my visit, the only hazard was from the dust and stones thrown up by other vehicles.

Town detritus

As a town that expanded rapidly and shrunk over time, there's a lot of junk left behind - pipes, engines, tools, machine parts, large furnaces and the list goes on.  Some "modern", hailing from the 1920s, some much older.
Abandoned engine
It's interesting to walk around and find everyday items as well as odd things scattered everywhere as though some passing giant had emptied out a sack of parts.  There are also several places where decaying hoses can be find and you can clearly see the layers of materials that made them up.

Remains of a mine wheel


Commerce

Bodie, as a well established town in the 1880s had numerous stores selling pretty much anything the miners and their dependents needed to survive.  Mining supplies, household supplies, items for making and maintaining clothing and the normal assortment of odds and sods.

General store
Sewing supplies
Lamps and other items


Boone Store and warehouse
Of interest also is that the town jail was reported to be constructed of wood like most of the buildings, however the company store was built of brick to protect the precious goods that were both necessary to the inhabitants, but also profitable for the Company.  Apparently breaking out of jail was easier than breaking in to steal some beans.

General store



Religion

The Methodist Church was built at the height of the town's prosperity in 1882 (a Catholic Church was also built but burned down in 1930).
Methodist Church

Inside the Methodist Church



Fire!

The Bodie Firehouse was the sole official site for fire containment - although around the town I did see various hydrants.  I suspect these were added much later though (probably late 19th century).
Inside the fire house

Firehouse

Miscellaneous items




Typical town home


McDonald House and the Methodist Church

 The machine in the centre of the picture below was unique as an electrical motor powered by a generator many miles away and thus the first to be powered by electricity supplied via transmission lines.
Museum display
 
Bodie street scene

IOOF Hall, Miners Union Hall, Morgue (left to right)




Yosemite

On the way back to civilization, I drove through Yosemite.  Here's some pictures :)  I didn't stop for long, wanting to get back to the Bay Area quickly.










28 August 2012

Photo fun is worth a numb bum

A business trip to California required a Saturday flight in order to get a decent seat (without the hassle of explaining to management the need for a first class ticket).  What to do with some spare time out west?  Well, I had toyed with the idea of a trip down to Hearst Castle (four hours drive south) having seen some nice shots by Trey Ratcliffe there.  However, back in February with snow on the ground I drove up to see if I could visit Bodie, an old abandoned mining town in eastern California.  Alas due to road conditions, the pass across the mountains was closed and the road to Bodie itself gated and locked.

Stanislaus Forest
So, Bodie was the logical destination this time.  I had wanted to get there for sunrise (6am) but the park doesn't open until 9am.  As a result, I drove through the Stanislaus Forest on Saturday and stayed overnight in Mammoth Lakes at a resort there, then left after a decent breakfast to visit Bodie.





Highway to Hell (CA-108)

The picturesque and very scenic California Highway 108 goes east-west from Sonora to just north of Mono Lake where it joins CA-395.  It's a beautiful scenic drive through a vast forest with deep valleys and high peaks (9500ft or so).  It's also an amazing pain in the behind to drive with lots of hairpin turns - perfect road if your car has a manual transmission like my Mini but a beast if you have a crappy Buick rental car.

Donnell Lake vista point
The Donnell Lake vista point is a nice place to stop and view the lake and surrounding peaks.  It also offers a break from the gyrations of the road and gives the weary traveller the chance to stretch the legs and exercise (running from a bear is not advisable by the way).

Looking down...
It's quite a long way down I should add for those who don't like heights.  The lake is quite a large one and appears to be pristine and ready for hikers to visit.
  
Lens dust!

I really loved this bench, situated up from the path and somewhat forgotten.  


No trip would be complete without finding some form of geographical marker.

Mono Lake

Seems to be a popular destination.  Yes, it is a nice lake but beyond that holds no real attraction for me. Mono Lake is a large, shallow saline soda lake in Mono County, California, formed at least 760,000 years ago as a terminal lake in a basin that has no outlet to the ocean. The lack of an outlet causes high levels of salts to accumulate in the lake. These salts also make the lake water alkaline.

Perhaps this makes it something of a Dead Sea and the salinity must be something else to experience when swimming.  The lake is famous for the Mono Lake brine shrimp, Artemia monica, a tiny species of brine shrimp which the migratory birds seem to feast upon. 


Approach to Mono Lake




The Mono Lake vista point on Highway 395 offers a good view of the lake (here, as the sun sets with the moon in the top right).  The lake is just over 6,000ft above sea level and seems to be unaffected by any air pollution.

Mono Lake

Sunshine through the clouds forming a weird column of light.

Light column



Mammoth Lakes

The town of Mammoth Lakes looks like a typical Californian ski town (in my opinion) - lots of alpine themed shops and restaurants and ski lodges.  They do have a good selection of food though and even in the summer, the town is still alive.  On the tops of some of the nearby peaks, there was still a decent layer of snow but nothing that could be used for skiing.

I put the Mammoth in Mammoth Lakes

Having checked into the resort, I went in search of food (Chart House steaks) and then went for a drive.  Being so far from major metropolitan areas, the nearby vista point had great views of the night sky.  During my time there, I saw close to ten shooting stars/meteorites and all the constellations were clearly visible.  Not since my trip to Iceland in January 2012 had I seen such clear skies.

Sky vista


The Plough




Esslingen am Neckar - historic, unspoiled town.


My visit to Germany in August 2012 included an afternoon spent in Esslingen, a beautiful and historic town south-east of Stuttgart.  The settlement dates back to some 1,000 B.C. and was a warehouse town during the Roman Empire years of occupation.  For those interested in how the town evolved, the Middle Ages are when it sprouted up and become a population centre.

History
Esslingen was first mentioned in 777 as Ezelinga in the last will of Abbot Fulrad from Saint-Denis (near Paris), the chaplain of Pippin and Charlemagne. He bequeathed the church sixth cell upon the river Neckar to his monastery, Saint-Denis. He also brought the bones of Saint Vitalis to Esslingen, which made it a destination for pilgrims and led to its growth.
Around 800 Esslingen became a market town, its market rights being certified in 866. In 949–953 it was a possession of Liudolf, Duke of Swabia. Esslingen received city rights in 1229 under Emperor Frederick II. During the same period the still extant Neckar bridge was built, making Esslingen a major centre for trade on the route between Italy, Switzerland, and northern Germany. Taxes provided by the bridge and market led to further growth of the town, as did the export of the highly regarded wines from the region.

The period between the 13th century and 16th century saw many conflicts between the Free Imperial City and the Counts of Württemberg (later Duchy of Württemberg). About half the population lost their lives in the Thirty Years War between 1618 and 1648 through famine or epidemics. Esslingen lost its independence as an Imperial city in 1803, becoming part of the Duchy of Württemberg.

The Town
The town itself is very quaint and having been largely untouched by the ravages of the Allied bombing during the Second World War, is intact with many period buildings.  

 Entering the town from one of the satellite parking areas, one encounters the strange site of a tower with an art installation looming over the river.  This tower seems to hold a small cafe on the ground floor with happy diners spilling forth onto the square below.








The town skyline is dominated by two churches - the one we found to be of interest is the Stadtkirche St. Dionys (Church of St. Dionysius). 


Dating back to the early 13th century, this church had some structural issues identified within a century of completion and there were originally two connected bridges between the towers constructed between 1643 and 1650.  One was removed in 1859 and in 1900, the remaining bridge reconstructed to halt the leaning tendencies of the towers.




As viewed from the town, the towers peek from behind a traditional structure with the canal system winding between houses.


The church doors are impressive however I have been unable for find a date for them - certainly relatively modern.  Impressive door handle though.

 



 For me, this look is what attracts me to the region - the ancient stone churches and the “modern” late middle-ages wooden structures that feature in many side streets and town squares.

Untouched by the Second World War perhaps, but the region suffered many casualties during the 1870s Franco-Prussian war, often referred to in France as the War of 1870 (19 July 1870 – 10 May 1871).  This was a conflict between the Second French Empire and the Kingdom of Prussia. Prussia was aided by the North German Confederation, of which it was a member, and the South German states of Baden, Württemberg and Bavaria. 

The complete Prussian and German victory brought about the final unification of Germany under King Wilhelm I of Prussia. It also marked the downfall of Napoleon III and the end of the Second French Empire, which was replaced by the French Third Republic. As part of the settlement, the territory of Alsace and part of Lorraine was taken by Prussia to become a part of Germany, and it remained so until the end of World War I when it was returned to France in the Treaty of Versailles.  


Seen in one of the many town squares, an aging Trabant was still functional.  A hold over from the era of superior Soviet engineering perhaps.











According to what little information I could find, Kielmeyer were soap makers (Seifenfabrikation) and sold Kolonialwaren (general goods). The building is a fabulous example of a Fachwerkhaus (timber framed building) although I suspect the building has other uses now.


The town hall (Rathaus) has a new look with the modern structure replacing the old one in function, but not in form.


The square around the original Rathaus is beautiful.



Some silliness 

Following a very nice walk around the town, our stomachs (well, mine) needed food.  In the hunt for something suitable, Carmen found herself balancing on this odd bar.


 
We found ourselves eating at a nice restaurant offering good local food in a quiet square.  I took this photo because it has a dog in it.




Whilst we waited for our food, Carmen and I took photos of each other.  Then when the food arrived, we took photos of that too.

















 As you can see, we enjoyed ourselves.  My schnitzel was good, but paled in comparison to the one from Onkel Otto the night before.

 
Here we see Carmen's dumplings (the ones that should be served in a bra) and Lea's meal (not sure what it was - looked good though).







I have to say I am somewhat unsure what Lea was doing here.  I was the one who had the beer....









No dinner would be complete without napkin-art...

 
Finally, and probably to the relief of the locals, we left and went up to the castle that overlooks the town.


 

The castle is presently undergoing significant renovations so some parts are not open.  However it was a very interesting place to visit.


It also offered great view points to take photos of the town from.


Of course, this being a meeting of flickr.com friends, photos were taken.