With celebration on my mind as Kristin's wedding approaches this weekend, I've been referencing my handy stack of books tucked into my built-in desk. Thick ones like "Words of Wisdom" and "Emily Post's Etiquette" are go-tos but I also pulled out "Extraordinary Origins of Everyday Things" - a book of 500 fascinating stories that was my grandmother's, full of interesting nuggets that you can live forever without knowledge of but acquiring it can enrich your life at most random of times. I flipped through the wedding chapter and learned that the diamond engagement ring dates back to the 15th century in Venice and that wedding cake was originally tossed at brides, instead of eaten, as a symbol of fertility.
But I especially intrigued when I came across the origin on the toast. I've posted before about Toastmasters, but this is not about public speaking - it's about intimate celebration and acknowledgement of those who are important to us. I toast or 'cheers' whenever I go out to dinner or share a man with special people - MR and my niece Kylie know to expect this from me. And so the story goes...
"Anyone who has ever drunk a toast to a friend's health or good fortune may have wondered how the word 'toast' came to designate a ceremony that involves no roasted slice of bread. The custom of a host drinking to a friend's health originated with the Greeks, as early as the sixth century, BC, and for a highly practical reason: to assure guests that the wine they were about to consume was not poisoned.
Spiking wine with poison had long been a preferred way to dispose of a political rival or suspended enemy, or to circumvent divorce. Thus, a host sipped the first wine poured from a decanter, and satisfied of its safety, the guests raised their glasses and drank. This drinking in sequences - guests following host - came to symbolize a sort of fledge of friendship and amity.
The Romans adopted the Greek penchant for poisoning (the ambitious Livia Drusilla, empress of Rome in the first century B.C. made something of a science of the practice) and the custom of drinking as a pledge of friendship. The Roman custom of dropping a burnt piece of toast into a cup of wine is the origin of the verbal usage. The practice continued into a Shakespeare's time. In Shakespeare's Merry Wives of Windsor, Falstaff orders a jug of wine and requests "put toast in't."
For many years, it was assumed that the Roman slice of toast was a piece of spiced or sugared bread, added to wine for sweetening. More recently, it was scientifically shown that charcoal can reduce a liquid's acidity, and that a blackened piece of bread added to an inferior, slightly vinegary wine can render it more mellow and palatable - something the Romans may have discovered for themselves. Our word 'toast' comes from the Latin tostus, meaning 'parched' or 'roasted.'
In summary: The Greeks drank to a friend's health; the Romans flavored the drink with toast; and in time, the drink itself became a 'toast.' In the early eighteenth century, the custom of drinking a toast took a new twist. Instead of drinking to a friend present at dinner, the toast was drunk to the health of a celebrated person, particularly a beautiful woman - whom the diners might have never met. In The Tatler of June 4, 1709, Sir Richard Steele mentions that British men were so accustomed to toasting a beautiful woman that 'the lady mentioned in our liquor has been called a toast.' In Steele's lifetime, a celebrated or fashionable Briton became known as the 'toast of the town.'
In the next century, drinking toasts acquired such popularity in England that no dinner was complete without them. A British duke wrote in 1803 that 'every glass during dinner had to be dedicated to someone,' and that to refrain from toasting was considered 'sottish and rude, as if no one present was worth drinking to.' One way to effectively insult a dinner guest was to omit toasting to him or her; it was, as the duke wrote, 'a piece of direct contempt."
So there you have it... consider this at your next dinner party or event and raise your glass.
Constantly fascinated by the world around me. I've got the dreamer's disease... and I believe that a truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.
I spend most of my time reading, writing, cooking & planning my life on Post-It notes. Music, wine, food, art & travel are my favorite fuel; spending time well wasted.I began writing this blog because I think that every day we have something to be celebrated, shared, something that sparks creativity, inspiration & ideation.Although I'm quite optimistic, I'm more judgmental than I'd like to admit. Here's to overturning assumptions.
Saturday, October 29, 2011
René of the Day // 10.11.11 // To grow...
"To grow, a lobster must shed it's old shell numerous times. Each shedding renders the creature totally defenseless until the new shell forms... When risk becomes frightening, think of the lobster: vulnerability is often the price of growth. 'Be fearless then, be confident, for go where you will, the Lord your God is with you.'" (Joshua 1:9) - Richard Armstrong
Friday, October 28, 2011
René of the Day // 10.10.11 // Hot Head
I'm not one of the many people I know who must get their Chipotle (say it right "chi-POt-lay") fix every week. But I do love a burrito every now and again. And when Hot Head Burritos opened in Oakley this past year, I planned to check it out... eventually. And then coupons arrived in the janky JB Dollar Stretcher Magazine - it was hard to pass up a "lil burrito" for $2.99. I don't go regularly but I don't just toss those glossy direct mail garbo catalogs anymore - I clip out the Hot Heads coupons and use them for what they're worth!
I've had the lil burrito and the lil bowls (options that I wish Chipotle would consider.) Although the rice isn't quite as great, I like that they let you choose to steam or grill the tortilla (numerous flavors) and they have spicy chicken. They offer more vegetables - plus pineapple - and a ton of sauces... it's hard to choose. I love their sweet habanero sauce. I wouldn't go often if it weren't for the coupons but it's hard to beat a filling dinner for $3 that isn't a gorging portion. This week it looks like the ad has jumped up to $3.99 for the lil guys - which I think is only a savings of 20 cents. But the people who work there are always super nice - I'll go alone and sit on the patio when the weather's nice and have a quiet dinner by myself when I'm not in the mood to cook.
I'm thrilled to have found something worth clipping from the mega magazine and a quick spot to grab dinner when I'm not sure what sounds good - the coupons on the fridge catch my eye and the decision is made. Try it out - it's not Chipotle but it has it's own unique qualities. Oh and they have stamp cards that earn free food and they give two stamps on Tuesdays, along with other deals throughout the week involving cookies and other items. Ole!
[As always, I'm not a restaurant critic. Just sharing my experiences.]
I've had the lil burrito and the lil bowls (options that I wish Chipotle would consider.) Although the rice isn't quite as great, I like that they let you choose to steam or grill the tortilla (numerous flavors) and they have spicy chicken. They offer more vegetables - plus pineapple - and a ton of sauces... it's hard to choose. I love their sweet habanero sauce. I wouldn't go often if it weren't for the coupons but it's hard to beat a filling dinner for $3 that isn't a gorging portion. This week it looks like the ad has jumped up to $3.99 for the lil guys - which I think is only a savings of 20 cents. But the people who work there are always super nice - I'll go alone and sit on the patio when the weather's nice and have a quiet dinner by myself when I'm not in the mood to cook.
I'm thrilled to have found something worth clipping from the mega magazine and a quick spot to grab dinner when I'm not sure what sounds good - the coupons on the fridge catch my eye and the decision is made. Try it out - it's not Chipotle but it has it's own unique qualities. Oh and they have stamp cards that earn free food and they give two stamps on Tuesdays, along with other deals throughout the week involving cookies and other items. Ole!
[As always, I'm not a restaurant critic. Just sharing my experiences.]
René of the Day // 10.9.11 // Calls for a Carlsberg
Perhaps you've seen this video before... With over 7 million hits, it's fair to call the unconventional ad campaign a YouTube phenomenon. Carlsberg did a hell of a job delivering funny and relevant advertising with this stunt. It definitely calls for a Calsberg. Cheers!
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René of the Day // 10.8.11 // Camp Champs
Early autumn is the perfect time to trek it to the woods with friends for fun around the fire, warm boozy beverages and becoming one with nature, peeing amongst the trees. As I've said before, MR' high school pals are such a great group of people and they always invite me to join in their adventures, especially on weekends like this when I haven't seen him for a month - it's nice to be with other people who miss him and get it, too.
On Saturday afternoon we drove about 45 minutes northwest to Hueston Woods State Park, right past Miami University in Oxford. Gorgeous day - turning leaves and cool breeze, sunshine. We set up our site, had a beer or two and headed to the beach on the lake for some sand volleyball. The water was blue, the leaves were all changing colors across the way and sailboats were out... very picturesque - too bad I left my iPhone in the car! After an hour of intense competition and dancing in the sand to Angie's portland iPod speakers, we headed back to the campsite to grub. I hadn't camped there since my freshman year of high school and the site was quite different than I recalled. I sort of felt like we were in a trailer park... gobs of children, RVs, loose dogs and camo-clad adults, each site just 20 feet from the next, with cars lined up inbetween. So much for the quiet, great outdoors! (Note: I would highly recommend the drive to Athens to camp at Hocking Hills. You do have to hike your stuff a long way from the car to the site but it's much more secluded.) We really made the most of it... The boys bought weinie roasting sticks - so much better than an untrusty long twig dug up from under a log. We also had loads of snacks, coolers of beer, cider to heat over the fire and Knob Creek to make it all feel alright.
The boys started playing French Darts and most of us girls decided to take a walk in the dark to the "Haunted Trail." We never made it there... As we climbed the hill, we came to an RV park decorated like the Nightmare Before Christmas - for reals. It was like The Griswold's haunted hood. And there was a big shelter with great music blaring - so we put down our drinks and went to explore. We entered a massive family fun party with a hell of a DJ. Naturally, we joined the dance party and stayed for an hour, dancing with kids and going wild, having a great time. Everyone back at camp didn't know what they were missing!! There were two people dressed like... well, either swamp things, Captain Caveman or Cousin Its - literally, just furry creatures head to toe with nothing showing - ahh! Afterwards we walked past the haunted scenes and I SCREAMED when a witch figure started talking to me - then I turned and saw a man with a microphone and remote control - yikes - these people are intense about their holiday decor. And then most importantly, we found a toilet with a flusher.
When we returned to the camp site, not to anyone's surprise, there had been an accident with the boys. Dave is the most accident-prone person I've ever met. While playing French Darts, Sanker's frisbee hit Dave's pole which is good - except the glass Corona bottle came crashing down right into his mouth, busting open his lip and knocking out his front tooth. He looked like he got jumped. This is why we girls can't leave the scene ha. The rest of the night was long, fun, safe and the weather was wonderful. We heated the cider over the fire, chatted and had some interesting conversations between trips to the woods.
The next morning we gorged ourselves at Bob Evans and spent the rest of the day doing absolutely nothing. Fabulous weekend, if you ask me.
On Saturday afternoon we drove about 45 minutes northwest to Hueston Woods State Park, right past Miami University in Oxford. Gorgeous day - turning leaves and cool breeze, sunshine. We set up our site, had a beer or two and headed to the beach on the lake for some sand volleyball. The water was blue, the leaves were all changing colors across the way and sailboats were out... very picturesque - too bad I left my iPhone in the car! After an hour of intense competition and dancing in the sand to Angie's portland iPod speakers, we headed back to the campsite to grub. I hadn't camped there since my freshman year of high school and the site was quite different than I recalled. I sort of felt like we were in a trailer park... gobs of children, RVs, loose dogs and camo-clad adults, each site just 20 feet from the next, with cars lined up inbetween. So much for the quiet, great outdoors! (Note: I would highly recommend the drive to Athens to camp at Hocking Hills. You do have to hike your stuff a long way from the car to the site but it's much more secluded.) We really made the most of it... The boys bought weinie roasting sticks - so much better than an untrusty long twig dug up from under a log. We also had loads of snacks, coolers of beer, cider to heat over the fire and Knob Creek to make it all feel alright.
The boys started playing French Darts and most of us girls decided to take a walk in the dark to the "Haunted Trail." We never made it there... As we climbed the hill, we came to an RV park decorated like the Nightmare Before Christmas - for reals. It was like The Griswold's haunted hood. And there was a big shelter with great music blaring - so we put down our drinks and went to explore. We entered a massive family fun party with a hell of a DJ. Naturally, we joined the dance party and stayed for an hour, dancing with kids and going wild, having a great time. Everyone back at camp didn't know what they were missing!! There were two people dressed like... well, either swamp things, Captain Caveman or Cousin Its - literally, just furry creatures head to toe with nothing showing - ahh! Afterwards we walked past the haunted scenes and I SCREAMED when a witch figure started talking to me - then I turned and saw a man with a microphone and remote control - yikes - these people are intense about their holiday decor. And then most importantly, we found a toilet with a flusher.
When we returned to the camp site, not to anyone's surprise, there had been an accident with the boys. Dave is the most accident-prone person I've ever met. While playing French Darts, Sanker's frisbee hit Dave's pole which is good - except the glass Corona bottle came crashing down right into his mouth, busting open his lip and knocking out his front tooth. He looked like he got jumped. This is why we girls can't leave the scene ha. The rest of the night was long, fun, safe and the weather was wonderful. We heated the cider over the fire, chatted and had some interesting conversations between trips to the woods.
The next morning we gorged ourselves at Bob Evans and spent the rest of the day doing absolutely nothing. Fabulous weekend, if you ask me.
Friday, October 21, 2011
René of the Day // 10.7.11 // Autumn Soup
Continuing my challenge for making food fit for the forecast - a new soup every week in the fall/winter - I had to cook the recipe I tasted during the Iron Chef: Pumpkin Challenge at work. When I requested the recipe it didn't come with a name so I've appropriately named it "autumn soup." I'm loving the opportunity to use my big red Le Creuset stock pot so much and if you don't mind having leftovers (it's always better the next day) or eating the same thing for an entire week, it's a very convenient, healthy and cost effective way to plan dinners. And for me, it's therapeutic. The chopping relieves stress, the creation is exciting and the enjoyment of the end product is rewarding.
I had quite a bit of this soup to share so I bought cute little plastic stemmed cups at The Party Source and brought some of the batch to our Junior League Provisional small group get together and it received rave reviews - it's definitely a new fall favorite for my recipe arsenal.
Ingredients:
5 tablespoons butter
1 medium onion, thinly sliced
2 medium apples, thinly sliced
1 large white potato, diced
1.5 cups chopped, peeled butternut squash, fresh or frozen
1/2 teaspoon dried sage
2 tablespoons all-purpose flour
1/3 cup apple cider
4 cups low-sodium chicken broth
1 cup milk
2 ounces thinly sliced prosciutto or bacon, cut into bite-sized pieces
2 cups grated sharp cheddar cheese, plus more for garnish
Chopped chives, for garnish (optional)
Crusty bread, for serving (optional)
Salt and freshly ground pepper
Directions:
Melt 4 tablespoons of butter in a large pot over medium-low heat and add the onions, apples, potato and squash. Season with salt and pepper and cook until onion is soft, about 8 minutes. Stir in sage and flour. Add cider (pour yourself a cup and add rum, ha) and cook over high heat, stirring until thickened. Add broth and milk, cover and bring to a boil; reduce to a simmer and cook, stirring until potato is soft, 8 to 10 minutes.
Meanwhile, heat the remaining 1 tablespoon of butter in a large skillet over medium-high heat. Add prosciutto or bacon and cook until crisp, turning occasionally, about 2 minutes. Drain on paper towels.
Add cheese to soup and stir over medium-low heat until melted. Puree in blender in batches until smooth (carefully - VERY hot off of stove and can easily blow the lid off). Season with salt and pepper. Garnish with prosciutto or bacon, more cheese and chives, if using. Serve with bread, if desired.
Notes:
Purchase pre-chopped butternut squash if possible. I've seen it in the produce section before and thought it was a lazy option - until I tried to cut one up. I literally bruised myself. I threw it in the oven to soften and even then, it was a beast to get through. Kroger didn't have any in the frozen aisle, but it's worth searching around to save the time and pain.
Add a teaspoon or two of curry powder. It gives great color and an additional flavor profile.
Enjoy!
René of the Day // 10.6.11 // Pinning
I've played around a bit on Pinterest. It's easy to get lost in the endless inspiration and daydream over the gorgeous images and build your fairytale in boards. But I'm not yet addicted as some friends say they are and I've yet to find true value in the time spent playing around. Perhaps I need to spend more time digging deeper and pinning items I find on other sites. Another creative distraction is always welcome but to an extent I can't help but feel like I'm just dog-earring corners of magazine pages and wasting time - but it must be managed and my main focus has been my "Dream Home" board. As MR said the other week, "The studio is getting too small for the three of us, Fin." So in the meantime, when I have a few minutes to kill, I'll continue to search and ooh and awh at the endless fabulous photos on the site... But I wonder how often people take action on their pins - design a room based on your board, make a recipe you've liked or put together an outfit or bouquet arrangement that was found on the sight - it would be neat to see how many conversions came from this site.
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