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The Quarantine Kitchen: Ratatouille

Kathy Lau July 27, 2023

The beginning of quarantine saw a very bored Kathy attempting every homemaking recipe in the books - sourdough, kombucha, muffins, the perfect chocolate cookie. However, my endeavors reached a peak when the TikTok musical production of “Ratatouille” went viral. I was suddenly inspired to explore rustic France via la palate.

Ironically, I studied French from seventh grade to my sophomore year in college. I visited Paris and Versailles in the fall of 2016. And yet, je parle français à une vache espagnole. Translated as, “I speak French like a Spanish cow.”

I was not a natural French speaker, but I was a naturally hard worker.

This fall-time meal was intended to be warm, cozy, and hearty. The ratatouille compiled a thinly-sliced medley of yellow squash, zucchini, and eggplant, served in a tomato-based sauce. It was accompanied by crusty French bread (bakery-acquired, as my sourdough failed miserably a story for another time), and a thick flank of steak.

This meat was truly the star of the show. Rubbed down in a thick bath of butter, thyme, and garlic, this steak popped with flavor and moisture thanks to Gordon Ramsey and his fastidious technique. A cast-iron skillet was a must to achieve a sumptuous crust.

Perhaps the greatest privilege of quarantine was the ability to sit down at a table, surrounded by my closest friends, comfortable in the knowledge that we lived, worked, and celebrated life together. To them, I can only say, bon appetit!

Kombucha Kween: A Gut Healing Potion

Kathy Lau July 27, 2023

I first tried kombucha in a 100-level business class. A friend had recently dropped a ton of weight (bye, freshman-15!) and was sipping out of this artsy, amber-colored bottle. “What’s that?” I asked, an uncultured plebeian whose knowledge of health-food drinks had just begun to grasp the concept of putting vegetables in smoothies.

“Oh my god, it’s kombucha,” she gushed, offering me some. “I really like it and it’s a great snack.”

Tentatively, I tried some, letting the vinegary liquid spill into the back of my throat. Ah, I thought, quelling the tears that threatened to drip out of my watering eyes. Do not be the girl who spits up in the middle of class.

Fast forward to summer 2020 during dinner, my cousin Audrey invited me over to taste-test her first batch of kombucha. Apprehensively, but desperately polite, I took a tiny sip of the light yellow liquid. To my surprise, it was mellow and sweet, not unlike soda, but tangy in a way that was both refreshing and satisfying. I was hooked.

Undeterred by the suspicious-looking scoby floating at the top of the jar, I began my own kombucha brewing process. I was surprised by how easy this drink was to make, and how much it helped me, The Girl With Stomach Issues. (see WTF - What the FODMAPS?)

I think there’s something therapeutic in brewing the kombucha. By pouring in love, thoughtfulness, and time, I’m in turn creating something that will love and support my body. It’s a reciprocal process. Brew ‘booch, brew love.

© kathymidori 2020