Vegetable Samosas Recipe

I had cauliflower in the fridge that needed attention so I steamed it and chopped it up for these curry-tinged vegetable hand pies.  They are cheap to make, but my goodness,  these babies are labor intensive.  Rolling out 16 6-inch circles of dough, cutting them in half, and then filling and sealing them is definitely a labor of love.  Will I make them again?  Yummy AND cheap? You bet! They're worth it!

Vegetable Samosas

4 c flour
1 teaspoon salt
2 T oil
1 cup warm water

Vegetable Filling

1 ¼ lb waxy potatoes
6 oz cauliflower florets, chopped
2 T vegetable oil
1 onion, chopped
2 cloves garlic, finely chopped
2 T grated fresh ginger
2 T mild curry powder
2/3 c frozen peas
2 T lemon juice
oil, for deep-frying

1. In a food processor, process the flour and 1 tsp salt for 5 seconds. Add the combined oil and 1 cup warm water. Process in short burst until the mixture just comes together. Turn out onto a floured surface and gather into a ball. Cover with plastic wrap and refrigerate for 20 minutes.

2. To make the vegetable filling, chop the potatoes into quarters and cook until tender, then cool and finely dice. Boil or steam the cauliflower until tender, cool and finely dice. Heat the oil in a large frying pan and cook the onion over medium heat for 5 minutes, or until soft. Add the garlic, ginger and curry powder and cook for 2 minutes. Add the potato, cauliflower, peas and lemon juice and mix well. Remove from heat and cool.

3. Divide the dough into 16 portions. On a lightly floured surface, roll each portion into a 6 inch round, cut the rounds in half and put a tablespoon of the mixture in the middle of each semi-circle. Brush the edge with a little water and fold the pastry over the mixture, pressing the edges to seal.

4. Heat a deep-fat fryer, or fill a deep pan one third full of oil and heat to 350 F. or until a cube of bread browns in 15 seconds. Deep-fry the samosas in batches for 1 minute, or until golden. Drain on paper towels and serve hot with mango chutney, sweet chili sauce or natural yogurt.

Makes 32 samosas

Bananas! Lemon Banana Preserves and Banana Butter

 I made and canned these luscious jam-type banana sweets two weeks ago but never got around to taking the photos until this evening.  I've loved making different edibles out of the crates of bananas that I was very fortunate to be able to purchase for such pocket change.  I'm NOT going to miss the amazing swarms of fruit flies that manage to invade our house, though.

The Lemon Banana Preserves turned out to be a very pretty pink color.  I didn't add the yellow food coloring to this batch.  The consistency is like chunky applesauce. It's very nice on toast.

Lemon Banana Preserves
Prep Time: 15 mins
Total Time: 45 mins

8 bananas, firm but ripe and mashed
3 lemons, juice of
3 1/2 cups sugar
4 1/2 cups water
1 1/2 teaspoons pureed gingerroot
2 dashes salt
8 whole cloves
2 drops yellow food coloring (optional)
Directions:

In large dutch oven, add sugar and 3 1/2 cups water, cloves and ginger.
Note: You can use small pieces of ginger root but it must be removed before packing jars.
Cook on low heat and stir occasionally.
Remove rind (lemon zest) with peeler or a zester and add very small pieces or strips to the cooking sugar, water and spice mixture.
Use all of the rind on one lemon.
Add to the pan.
Juice all of the lemons and add the juice and if desired add chopped lemon pulp.
DO NOT USE THE WHITE PORTION WHICH HOLDS THE PULP. IT IS VERY BITTER.
Mash the bananas.
The mixture should have been simmering about 10 minutes. Stir so the mixture does not scorch and burn.
Add 1 cup water. Stir.
Take out the cloves and ginger pieces (if you didn’t use pureed ginger.)
Add the mashed bananas.
Add yellow food coloring.
Stir. Cook about 6 minutes on low heat. The preserves should be the consistency of thick applesauce. If it is too thin, add another mashed banana.
16. Wash 8 half pint jars, with hot soapy water, rinse and place in 9 X 13 pan with water, set in 275* oven to heat and sterilize. Turn the washed jars upside down so that the hot water in the pan is around the rims and up the sides a little. Heat seals and rings in water in a saucepan on the stove.
Pack in jars. Make sure you wipe the rim of the jars after packing. Place hot seal on jar and then ring. Tighten.
Make sure the water is boiling before placing in the water bath.
Water bath for 10 minutes.
Note: If you are at high altitude above 4,000 feet, add another 10 minutes to the water bath boiling time.


I was surprised to find this Banana Butter ending up with a very light yellowish color.  I KNOW that bananas are supposed to be yellow, but I guess I was thinking they'd be more like apple butter - dark.  This stuff is also very nice on toast.  It's very sweet.

Banana Butter
Difficulty: Moderately Easy
Instructions

• 16 medium sized bananas (very ripe)
• 1/2 cup pear juice
• 1/2 cup lemon juice
• 4 cups of granulated sugar
• 1 TBSP unsalted butter
• 1 (3oz.) pkg. of powdered pectin
• 1 tsp. nutmeg
• 1 tsp. cinnamon
• 1 tsp. ground cloves
1. Peel bananas and mash them in a large pot. Add pear juice, and bring to a boil. Reduce the heat, stirring constantly. Simmer 30 minutes.
2. Run the banana mixture through a sieve. Return the banana mixture to the pan. Now you want to add the butter, and seasonings. Stir till blended. Add lemon juice, and sugar. Bring the mixture back to a boil, stirring constantly. Once all the sugar is dissolved, add the pectin.
3. Continue stirring, and reduce the heat. Stirring is important because you don't want to burn or scorch the mixture. Simmer for another 30 minutes. Be sure to skim off any foam that appears. Mixture will begin to thicken, and become creamy.
4. If you want to preserve the butter by canning, spoon warm butter into sterile canning jars and process 15 minutes. (Boiling water bath) This will make about 7 half pint jars. Any butter you want to keep out can be refrigerated for up to 10 days.

Job Hunting (again)


Today I simply couldn't face going in to work at the survey shop only to (almost assuredly) be sent home early; so I quit. I felt soooo relieved afterward that I THINK it was the right decision.

I spent the day job-hunting; dropping off an application here in town, driving to Waikele (Waipahu) to apply at several places there, and then driving to Ala Moana.

So here's where I've applied today:

McDonald's in Wahiawa
Lowe's, Borders, and Chili's in Waikele
Maui Divers, Macy's, Brighton Collectibles, William-Sonoma, and Barnes and Noble at Ala Moana.

That makes nine applications today.

I also stopped in at Martin & MacArthur to admire the beautiful koa wood furniture, accessories and art. A lovely sales clerk named Kanoe answered my questions about lamps. One thing led to another and soon she was giving me advice and phone numbers to call to ask about employment. Her funniest comment: "Tell her, her mother sent you."

Kanoe also suggested calling the Women's Correctional Center to offer to do volunteer work with my hypnotherapy. The idea is that the prison population really needs therapeutic help and I could get my foot in the door for future pay. I just looked up the location - Kailua. That's about a two hour drive from Wahiawa! Oh my, how could I swing that? Maybe one day a week? I'll call on Monday to inquire.

I'm grateful to everyone who's been so willing to help me. Thank you, guys!

Please cross your fingers for me!

A Change of Plans

Apparently a good night's sleep allowed me to make a decision: I'm giving up on living in Hawaii for the time being. We'll move back to Utah at the end of the month. I feel worn down and defeated by my inability to find a job that will allow us to live comfortably.

My experience today at the survey shop was the kicker. I'd known from the beginning of my employment two and a half weeks ago that there would be a quota to fill. No one gave a time frame for when that quota would be implemented. Apparently it began for me today. I only completed one survey during a three hour period this morning. I was told to log out and go home because I hadn't met my quota. I asked how I was supposed to make someone complete a survey and was told that I couldn't MAKE anyone complete a survey, I had to get them to WANT to complete one.

Funny how that's supposed to work when I'm the 9th (or higher) interviewer to call that person. Somehow it seems logical to me that by the 9th call and with several prior refusals, that MY call is only going to make the recipient more irritated. I also find it peculiar that I'm supposed to know, without any kind of training at all, how to get folks to want to complete surveys they've already refused to do. Apparently, I'm supposed to go home and repent of my transgressions and go back to work on Friday with the pulled-out-of-thin-air ability to get folks to want to complete surveys. Yep, that's going to work.

You'd think I'm not getting anyone to cooperate because of my unpleasant attitude on the phone. Au contraire, the one survey that did get completed was with an 85 year old woman on Molokai.  She was a hoot.  At one point I had to ask her if she was pregnant (I swear I'm not kidding!).  We both laughed  hysterically as she said that she needed a man for that to happen (ignoring her age, of course!)  At the end of the survey, she thanked me multiple times (can you imagine that?) and said that I was extremely pleasant. We wished each other a good day.

I'm wondering if some of my fellow employees are forging surveys because I don't hear many voices making it through to completion. I think it might be easy to be rejected and then go ahead and fill out the survey after the person hangs up. It would only take a few minutes to complete a survey if all you do is click answers and change screens as rapidly as possible. Or, for that matter, you could ask the questions out loud and fill in the survey however you want. If you think about it, that would kill three birds with one stone: the person refusing to fill out the survey gets taken off the list because the survey is completed, the customer gets his/her surveys completed, and the employee fills his/her quota. Seems like a win/win/win situation if you don't count forged data.

If you're thinking I've developed a bad attitude, you're right. My being sent home on Monday for being a half hour late because I helped a fellow employee get her keys out of her locked but still running car started the descent. Today's seemingly arbitrary implementation of a quota without any training at all, has begun the rapidly tightening downward spiral.

The real problem is that I can't forge data. It's just unethical. So even though I can't think of an easy solution to my quota problem, I can't create phantom surveys because it would be wrong. I was asked by (an anonymous person), why I cared, since it would help me. I care because I have to live with me and I view myself as an honorable woman.

Damn!

I have no work tomorrow. I'll use the free day to apply for holiday work at Ala Moana Mall. I need income so I can move our stuff and buy our airline tickets.

I'll have to take Odin to the Humane Society a few days before leaving to have him put to sleep. My poor boy is falling down an awful lot these days since he's losing use of his hind legs. I don't know if he has cancer or if he has slipped discs since I haven't been able to afford vet visits (for that matter, I can't afford doctor, dentist, or optometrist visits either). Whatever the cause, I can't take an ailing dog to Utah with us. This is too sad. I don't have many options available to me for this matter, or for anything else right now.

I've stopped saying "it can't get any worse" because it does. Worser and worser and far worser...

Work's Ups and Downs

I got to work as an election official today. 13 1/2 hours worth of work at the polling place. It was a satisfying feeling as I helped people vote. AND I got paid a bit. It works out to $6.95/hr but that's so much more than I earn at the stocking job.

Speaking of the stocking job, I am no longer a stocker. I was told that I HAVE to work EVERY day without exception. I told my boss that I CAN'T AFFORD to drive in to work seven days a week. It costs $25 per week for gas to drive in. I got paid $174 for the last two weeks of work (that's about 40 hours of work). That equals $4.35/hr (I made more this past week!) Let's subtract the gas money: $174 - $50 = $124. $124/40hrs = $3.10 per hr. $124 for two weeks of work is NOT enough to pay bills like rent or electricity or water or ISP or phone or food. Well, I take it back; I could pay my phone bill and a bit of food, OR my ISP and a bit of food, but NOT ISP AND phone OR any of the other bills.

SO. I am being replaced at Hickham.

Well. Now I have more time to look for other work. Thursday I'll apply for welfare and food stamps. I've tried so very hard to avoid doing that, but I really have no other options available to me right now. Perhaps the extra help will allow me to keep us living indoors.

Perhaps sleeping will allow me to rest my brain enough that I can come up with some idea that will result in gainful employment.

Must rest brain. Must have light bulb go off in brain. Must make enough money to live on...

Think Positively

Okay. Enough with the whining. Tomorrow will be a better day.

Here's a feel good video for all of us. Enjoy. Be inspired.

Some Days Are Just Like That

Never go to bed the same person that you were when you woke up
(learn something, do something, be something)
This morning was just one of those days.

I took my certified copy of my college transcripts over to the school district office, thinking I'd finally completed all the hoop-jumping and would get put into the substitute teaching database. Lo and behold, my transcripts list my unmarried name ('cause I was single when I graduated) and my substitute teaching application has my legal name on it (hyphenated with old name and married name). THEREFORE I have to provide a copy of my marriage license showing the name change. I DON'T HAVE my marriage certificate here with me in Hawaii. In fact, I'm not certain where in Arizona it is. My Ex said he would look for it. If the certificate can't be located I'll have to order another copy from Utah (that's where we got married). It's just another delay in a long line of delays when it comes to substitute teaching here.

So off to the survey farm I go. I make it into the paid parking lot with ten minutes to spare for the walk over to the job. I just pull into my parking space when Lola (you DO realize I don't use real names on this blog, right?) runs up to my window in a panic exclaiming, "I locked my keys in my car and the engine's still running, and what should I do now?" I knew I was going to be late for work but it was for a good cause. I called AAA - they arrived within ten minutes. During the time I was waiting for the AAA guys to arrive, Lola ran over to the survey shop to tell them what happened and that we would be at work as soon as possible.

What?????
While she was gone, the AAA guy arrived, unlocked the door and left. Unlocking the door took a total of two minutes. Yea for quick, efficient work! Lola made it back saying that she'd told our supervisor that I'd had a minor accident and that we'd be there soon!!! What?????

Lola had gotten the phone number for work (silly me, I didn't have it in my cellphone) so I called to talk with the supervisor to explain what REALLY happened and said we'd be there as soon as we'd paid for parking and walked over. We were a half hour late. No problem.

No problem until we got to work, that is. We were taken into a back room and told that since we were late we were going to have to go home. I said that it would have been nice to know that BEFORE we paid for parking.

So. I lost $48 in wages, $10 in parking, about $5 in gas while being a good Samaritan. I sat in my car and cried.

After my cry I called my hanai Big Sister. We met for lunch (her treat - she's such a doll!) and just talked. I cheered up immensely.

So now I'm back home working on a new plan for bettering my situation. Big Sister is going to give me feedback each day so I'll keep on track.

I've got to get myself into a better financial situation. It could entail moving back to Arizona to be closer to my clinical hypnotherapy partner or possibly to the Bay Area to work from there.

I HAVE to do SOMETHING that will help me. I'm about as close to being homeless as is possible and still live indoors. This situation is downright scary.

Wish me luck.