Wednesday, 9 October 2019

I Am Delighted or, How I amused myself today by playing once again with acorns.




I started an experiment last fall; you know, in March, and on September 22,  the official first day of spring in this southern hemisphere, I completed it. As I mentioned in my header, I am delighted with the results of this six month long study of the pin oak acorn. 

I imagine that I hear groans out there among those of you who have bravely followed my posts all these years. A rolling of the eyes and a shaking of the heads complete the outward signs you exhibit and a sinking feeling is endured internally. 

"So stop with these blasted acorns already!" you grumble. "We don't care about them. They don't grow where we live, and even if they did, we wouldn't pick them and we certainly wouldn't eat them. Knock it off!"


Well, the problem is that I am fascinated by them and I haven't done much experimenting yet with these little pin oak nuts. Since it's my post and I get to choose the topics, I'm going to write this one, for my own enjoyment at least, if no one elses'. 

And, since this was an experiment, I really should be writing a paper on it. Consider that, as you complain. I've listed what should be in a properly written scientific paper just below. (and Allie could give me pointers besides)


  • Prepare the figures and tables.
  • Write the Methods.
  • Write up the Results.
  • Write the Discussion. Finalise the Results and Discussion before writing the introduction. ...
  • Write a clear Conclusion.
  • Write a compelling introduction.
  • Write the Abstract.
  • Compose a concise and descriptive Title. 

Just think what you'd have to wade through if I actually did all that!  I'm going to make it much easier on you by just telling you what I learned. Although, you might notice that I did compose a concise, descriptive, and very snappy title. (though unsuitable for a scientific paper) 

I did not find big numbers of pin oak acorns. The summer was dry, but then they all are here, so I don't know if the small pin oak acorn crop was due to that variable, or if there was another reason. The English oak trees did as well as ever so who knows? I didn't intend to pick many in any event, so it really didn't matter. 

I picked those nuts directly off the trees. They were rinsed clean, dried in the sun, and stored in the plastic tray that you see in the photo. 

My first step today was to open a number of them. I considered using a hammer, but reasoned that my left thumb and forefinger would not fare well using that method, so I decided to use the pliers you see instead.  It worked great. It wasn't long before I could predict just how much force to give it to pop the shell.  The only trouble was that it was slow going. I'd squeeze the pliers just so, hear the shell pop and then have to put down the pliers and use my fingers to separate the shell pieces and remove the nut.  




Once it was out of the shell, I'd place it in a bowl of water to soften, so I could more easily grind them. Once ground, I'd soak them further in water to remove the tannins and then dry the acorn meal. 

If I had lived a few thousand years ago, and had to process a lot of these, because that determined if my family would eat or not today, one at a time would not be an efficient way of getting dinner. There had to be a better way. 

I soon noticed that as I placed each nut in the water, bits would float to the surface. These bits were pieces of skin or shell. The meat of the nut always sank to the bottom of the bowl. Aha!


I used the wrench a little differently with the next acorn. I squeezed it hard, and crushed the nut completely. Then, I threw it into the bowl of water. The crushed nutmeat parts sank and the shell parts floated to the surface, nice as you please.  I continued. There were a couple of acorns whose nutmeat and shell stuck together a bit when I put them into the water, but this was not a problem. After I had done several, I just squeezed the entire mass of nuts between my fingers for a moment or two and swished the water around and all the stuck pieces separated. The nutmeats when down and the shells floated up. That was the secret!



Early man needed to be productive. He, or more probably she, would not have used a pliers. She could have used a rock to simply crush up a quantity of these pin oak acorns. She'd then, I'm guessing, throw the whole works into a container of water, skim off the shells and skin that floated, and continue soaking the partially crushed nutmeats until they no longer tasted bitter.   

I was delighted. I now understood that processing large quantities of them would be fairly easy. Smash 'em up and let the water do all the work! Yes, these are small acorns. But they are seven percent protein and provide lots of carbs and fat. These could definitely sustain people, even if they had been stored for six months. 

I intend to continue to store the remaining nuts and see if they'll last a full year. My guess it that they will.  

Finally, I studied how successful I had been in preserving them. Did many rot? I opened up about 40 of them today and found that two were rotten. Very dry, but black and unappetising. That's not too bad.


The bowl on the left holds the shells I had skimmed out of the water in the bowl on the right. 

Also note that this retired Safety Director wore eye protection.  

Consider what a treasure all the types of acorns must have been in the past. Quality nutrition available every year that even the smallest child could help harvest. 
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Okay, that wasn't so bad now, was it? Since you liked it after all, even if you won't admit it, I can now announce that another acorn treat is in store for you. Yes!  I found somebody in Henderson selling acorn starch jelly!  It's true. I'll tell you all about it some time when you least expect it...                                  -djf








Friday, 4 October 2019

Municipal Depot

It was in the early 1980's that I first began to travel to furniture shows. Probably the biggest back then was the one held in High Point, North Carolina. It was there that I saw an example of what could be done with old industrial buildings. 

I spent time in a huge cotton fabric mill that had been converted into furniture showroom spaces, restaurants and social areas. It had been all brick and the architects, when designing the new spaces within the old, had retained as much of the old look as possible. The brick work had been cleaned up and now added to the nostalgic charm of the place. I loved that building. When I got the chance to get out of our own showroom for a while, for a break or a meal, I scurried up and down the brick walled corridors, passageways and levels, always finding a new cool view around the next corner.  

I was reminded of my times there when I entered Auckland's old Municipal Depot and visited the kava room that I featured in a post not long ago.  Today's post will show you a little more of what has been done to reclaim that which should not be wasted. 

One of the restaurants that has moved in to what was the main entrance. 




The entire depot covers a block-long area.




This is now one of the main entrances. It is also connected to a carpark on one end. 




Corridors of retail spaces go in all directions. 





 The base of the chimney... (I know that it looks as though it stops at the top of the picture but it doesn't.) 
This is the rest of it viewed from a corner.  




 This corridor leads to the carpark.





 A ramp up to the upper levels. I'll probably do a future post about the celebrities identified on this walk. 





This is a central open area that houses cafes on two sides.
I have arrived to take pictures in the early afternoon when few people are around. I discovered that most businesses in the Depot open after 2 p.m. and stay late.






I first became interested in the Depot area because of the kava room. At the very back of the Municipal Depot though, over in one corner, I discovered another reason to visit this complex. This little taproom serving one of my very favorite beverages is nestled under the roof. I discovered when I stuck my head in the door that the local business men know this place.  I felt an immediate kinship with the guys in suits who were sitting around the tables. I wondered what sort of businesses they were playing hooky from.       -djf



Monday, 30 September 2019

22 Degree Halo

Here is a very short, but I think interesting post. 

I was sitting on our deck on 9/29/19, about 2:30 p.m., and saw this halo around the sun. I didn't know what it was called but checked first with my favourite expert on weather and sky related phenomenon, Jeanne, and then with Google. She told me it was called a 22 degree halo and is caused by ice crystals in the high atmosphere. Google agreed. 

Here is a link in case you're interested.   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/22%C2%B0_halo

One thing I picked up from the article is that this actually happens much more often than I was aware. I thought it was an oddity. It is not. I just hadn't noticed it before I guess. If you are surprised as well, start looking up more often. I plan to.  


It sure is pretty. 


To conclude this very brief look into the heavens, here is a video.     -djf

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lBM19zJ1310&feature=youtu.be


 It's shape is hard to determine.





 My camera lost focus, but this is interesting nonetheless.






This almost looks like it is dropping or fired two glowing things.




I zoomed in and got this last one. Look at that shape and how bright it is. 



Just before seeing this...object, I had been listening to the original broadcast of War of the Worlds.  Maybe my mind was open to fantastic speculations... anyway, I determined that what I was seeing was not a hyper-drive ship from another world...it was actually a reflection of light from the crystal cross hanging in the window. Although no sunlight is visible, there was a small hole in the clouds that shot a beam into our room and momentarily produced a mini-light show.  Hope you enjoyed it.   -djf

Wednesday, 25 September 2019

Auckland springtime

Good grief. In Michingan, the Upper Peninsula State Fair is over, the kids are back at school, color season is starting, and the geese will soon be heading south. (Hunting season not far away) 
Fall was always my favorite season. 

Here, we are seeing signs of spring all around us. I took a bus ride into Auckland recently and walked around for a time, just enjoying the beauty of a sunny Saturday morning. 

Take a look at what I saw. I started off in our backyard...

 I showed you a bowl of oranges on our counter as a recent header picture. This is what still remained on our tree when I took the picture. By the time you read this post, I think the tree will be picked clean.  



 And, while the oranges finally come off the tree, my fig starts its new summer of growth.




 I've come in to Auckland to walk a bit in the springtime sunshine. That's the New Zealand Mint building behind the trees. It's where I bought some silver coins once and the boys both held a kilogram of .999 pure gold.  



 New green on this tree in front of Auckland's Town Hall on Queen Street




 Burgerfuel, that bastion of meaty deliciousness, is tempting the vegans among us with its new hempburger.  I might just have to do some research. 
Now, if they'd come out with a Quornburger, I'd definitely be at the front of that line. 




 I've been here 7+ years but I still like to wander the city and gawk. 




Here's one for you, Dianne. It's still open and busy as.  I had to wait for a couple of ladies to clear out before I snapped this picture. 




 Another city view that has it all.





 Since it's Saturday morning, I've made my way over to the Morning Market behind Britomart.  I brought along a left-over meatball sub that Allie and Amiri made so I am not tempted to try anything offered here.
(I've given in plenty of times in the past.) 








 Our dear friend The White Lady is back at her spot about a block away from the Britomart Market. 




 So, why am I showing you this rather ugly picture?  Well, Auckland is building another rail line to serve the Western suburbs. (ours)  It starts at Britomart and runs beneath the city until it finally joins the Western Line at Mount Eden. The last time I walked by this spot, there was a trench in the ground 70 or 80 feet deep and half a mile long. It is the first stretch of the tunnel. 
Now it's filled in, and whatever work that needs to be completed will be done underground.  That's progress. Maybe this street will soon be returned to normal usage. 






 I'm taking a bus back to Henderson today and am passing St. Patricks's Cathedral on my way to the bus stop. It is here that I ate my sub and relaxed for 15 minutes. 
What a nice morning's walk I had. 
When I get back to Henderson, I'm going to nip into Pak n Save and buy a small container of sour cream. Jeanne is making enchiladas for dinner.    -djf 




Friday, 20 September 2019

Henderson times four

With this post, I'm going to show you some sights around Henderson. And each time I take a picture, I'm going to then turn 90, 180, and 270 degrees, and take a picture at each of those points. I'm not talking north, east, south and west here. Just right angles from wherever I start.  


Here's Swanson Road



Lincoln Road
Great North Road


Mt. Lebanon Lane. 





The library



Toward the mall


180 degrees right, coffee and sushi kiosks


There's Pak'nSave




Just up the hill from our house:




90 degrees


180 degrees


270 degees









Looking down Great North Road in the middle of Henderson.


A little courtyard in front of the mall.


Up GNR. That direction is homeward. 




Whoa...I've been spinning. I'm dizzy!                -djf