Further to my musings of my previous post referencing
significant events and behaviours, which occurred in one portion of the globe during
the 1800s, I have more thoughts to impart.
Across the world - not only in North America - it
was a century of achievements and errors; a period replete with successes and
failures; an era of positive thinking and actions, intermixed with negativity
and hypocrisy. It was a century of inventions, and growth; of expanding
horizons; of discoveries; of births and deaths; of senseless, heartless killings.
Throughout the engrossing documentaries relating no-holds-barred
truths – many of which are ugly truths - about the opening up of North
America’s West I was captivated by letters written during those years.
The extent of time it took for a letter to reach its
recipient is beyond my wildest imagination.
What impressed me immensely – something which stood
out like a neon beacon on a hilltop - was the eloquent, poetic fluency of the
hand-written letters, most of which were lengthy literary compositions for loved
ones to treasure in the absence of the writer. The command of the English language - the symmetry
of the exquisitely emotively expressed written word held my attention; captured my admiration.
The potent, poignant beauty of the educated,
descriptive prose is inspirational.
The historical missives are pure, unfettered
reminders of the past. May the letters remain
preserved, yet accessible to future generations.
Is letter-writing...a hand-written communication
penned on paper...a lost art? Sadly, I
believe it is. Who writes letters
nowadays? The answer is; “Very few
people do!”
Venturing further, I dare say even fewer letters are
written with the eloquence of the scribes of past centuries.
Communication between people nowadays is conducted
in code, mostly indecipherable (not acceptable) to me. For old-fashioned-stick-in-the
mud-me it’s a foreign language I’m not willing to learn. It’s become obvious correct spelling, grammar,
and punctuation play a small role in the modern world. With Elvis, they have left the building.
While reading the newspaper the other day I was
stunned by an article written by a journalist, who, I imagine, completed a
degree in journalism.
Accompanied by a picture of a sole cyclist – one,
solitary male, who stood alone on the roadside, the article informed the reader;
“A cyclist was spotted on the side of the
road in the Airport Link after riding their
bicycle into the tunnel. The rider, who appeared to be a food-delivery driver
with a large bag on their back, was
seen cycling into the tunnel at the Bowen Hills entrance yesterday
afternoon. They used a roadside phone inside the tunnel as other motorists
drove past them....” The article continued in a similar vein.
The sole, singular, individual, solitary, lone cyclist, clearly
visible as being only one person, was stubbornly,
and relentlessly referred to by the journalist - one journalist who was a “he” - as
“they, them and their”.
I must have gone to a completely different school. I certainly didn’t go to university and gain a
degree in English or journalism.
However, to my knowledge, as limited as it apparently is, the
correct description of a sole male is “his, him, and he”. A sole female is “her, she, and hers”. For the record, “hers”
is singular, not plural.
They, the motorists who drove past the sole, single - maybe
he was married...that I do not know - male cyclist, were plural in number.
In their cars, the motorists drove by him,
the cyclist. He who stood alone - by the side of the road; beside his bicycle,
which wasn’t a tandem bicycle.
I – we - hope the food didn’t spoil en route.
Footnote: Via
Netflix, I am presently watching another excellent documentary mini-series by Ken Burns – “Ken Burns:
The Roosevelts: An Intimate History”. The documentary consists of seven episodes. Again...recommended viewing...
One-Pot Chilli Beef: Thickly slice 3 brown onions and
3 red capsicums. Heat 2tbs olive oil in pot on high heat; add onion and
capsicum; sauté 2-3mins. Add 400g beef mince, 2 crushed garlic cloves, 2tsp
cumin, 2ts coriander, 1tsp smoked paprika, 1tsp oregano and 1/2tsp cayenne;
cook until browned. Add 400g tinned tomatoes, 1/2c rinsed, uncooked quinoa and
1-1/2c beef stock; stir until combined. When bubbling, reduce heat to low
enough to just simmer. Cover pot, slightly ajar; allow to gently simmer 20-30mins,
stirring occasionally, until quinoa has cooked completely and mixture is thick.
Add further stock, if needed.
One-Pan Steak & Vegetables: In a small
bowl, combine 3tbs butter, 1 minced garlic clove, 1tbs chopped parsley, 1-1/2tsp
minced fresh thyme, 1-1/2gtsp lemon zest, salt and pepper; set aside. Season 2x1-1/2
inch thick sirloin steak. Melt 1tbs butter in a 12-inch skillet over med-high
heat. Place steaks in middle of pan; cook until a dark crust has formed,
about 4-5mins. Flip, and cook for an additional 4-5mins, or until desired
doneness; set aside; keep warm. Melt 1tbs butter in the pan. Add 1 minced shallot,
500g fresh asparagus, cut into 2-inch pieces and 240g halved mushrooms of
choice. Cook, stirring occasionally, 3-4mins; serve immediately with steaks and
butter mixture.
One-Pot Apple
Cake: Preheat
oven 150C. Grease 26cm cake tin; line base. Melt 250g butter in pot.
Remove from heat; mix in 3-4 cored, peeled, thinly-sliced apples, 2c sugar, and
2 beaten eggs. Add 2-1/2c plain flour, 1tsp baking powder, 2tsp baking soda, 3tsp
cinnamon, 1c sultanas or raisins, and 1/2c walnuts or pecan pieces; stir just enough to
blend evenly. Spread into cake tin; bake until risen, golden and top bounces
back, about 1hr 20mins. Cool 15mins; then turn out of tin. Top with walnut or pecan pieces, if desired; dust with icing sugar
before serving. Serve with cream or custard.
