The Rich The Few

TODAY

Joseph Basil (myself), Mark Andrew, Emmanuel

Seven years ago today, August 23, I took my first vows (fundamentally Poverty, Chastity, and Obedience) with The Brotherhood of Saint Gregory. It seems like a short time ago. It seems like a long time ago. This is a photo from that day.

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Jalapeño Hummus

Jalapeño Hummus



My sister sent this recipe which is easy to whip up in moments.

(you can find her blog HERE; I recommend it!)

She made it for my niece who doesn't even like Hummus - and my niece LOVES IT! I am not going to even type it out.....

You can find the recipe HERE

First picture is my batch

Second picture was my sister's batch - I lifted that pic from her Facebook page

I couldn't find a 1/3 cup can of jalapeños at my terrible large grocery store full of things I DO NOT WANT! So I purchased the ONLY sliced jalapeños they had and measured out 1/3 cup. Everything turned out fine.

I find it very tasty myself - an interesting intersection of Middle Eastern and Mexican/American flavors and textures.





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African Sweet Potato Stew

African Sweet Potato Stew

My sister and my mother raved about this. I happened to be at my mother's up in the Twin Cities over Memorial Day. My mother sent some of this recipe home with me. I gave some to a friend home in Chicago before trying it. My friend called me and asked for the recipe. I tried it. It is good. ALSO Easy to make. I like the taste and the texture! I really don't know how "African" it is, it might be African like how French - French Toast is.

My sister found this recipe on line HERE

1 tablespoon olive oil
1 large onion, chopped (about 2 cups)
2 cups chopped cabbage (to save time, use packaged slaw mix)
3 to 4 cloves garlic, minced
1 18-ounce can sweet potatoes, drained and chopped
1 14 1/2-ounce can tomato wedges or diced tomatoes, undrained
1 1/2 cups tomato juice
3/4 cup apple juice1 to 2 teaspoons grated fresh ginger root
1/4 to 1/2 teaspoon red pepper flakes
2 cups frozen cut green beans
1/3 cup natural peanutbutter



1. Heat oil in a large skillet over medium-high heat. 2. Add onion; Cook, stirring, until tender, about 5 minutes.
3. Mix in cabbage and garlic; Cook, stirring, until cabbage is tender-crisp, about 5 minutes.
4. Stir in sweet potatoes, tomatoes, tomato juice, apple juice, ginger, and red pepper flakes.
5. Reduce heat to medium-low; Cover.
6. Simmer until hot and bubbling, about 6 minutes.
7. Stir in green beans and simmer, uncovered, for 5 minutes. 8. Stir in peanut butter until well blended and hot, about 1 minute. 9. Serve stew with crusty bread and a salad, or spoon it over rice or mashed potatoes.


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6 Servings
Per Serving:
261 Calories; 8g Protein; 9g Fat; 40g Carbohydrates; 0 Cholesterol; 425mg Sodium; 8g Fiber.

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RADISH

I haven't gone away. Just working and recovering from work. Today just a picture. I received as a gift today these radishes which were picked today, grown just steps from where I live. I am whipping up a batch of CURRIED QUINOA WITH CHICKPEAS AND ALMONDS. The radishes will be my crudite or garnish.

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INTERNATIONAL NURSE'S DAY & FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE

I’ve had fun this week posting Romance Novel bookcovers depicting nurses on my Facebook page. Young ladies in starched white uniforms with cinched waists emphasizing other endowments. All this because in the United States it is National Nurse’s Week, which culminates on May 12. May 12 happens to be International Nurses Day. May 12 was chosen as the day for International Nurse’s Day because it is also the birthday of Florence Nightingale. Florence Nightingale is considered the pioneer of what we think of as contemporary nursing emphasizing hygiene and sanitation. Florence Nightingale’s work established nursing as a distinct discipline requiring education. Florence Nightingale was born 190 years ago today, May 12, 1820 in the City of Florence within modern day Italy (hence her name Florence). Florence Nightingale used what we refer to today as “evidence-based-practice” in her work in hospitals in what we now know as Istanbul during the Crimean War; greatly reducing death-rates.


This year - 2010 marks the centennial anniversary of Florence Nightingale’s death in August 1910. The Episcopal Church notes here life near her death date of August 13. Words about Florence Nightingale on the Episcopal Calendar can be found here.

An 1856 lithograph of the Selimiye barracks as a hospital during the Crimean War.

I say all this as a contrast to the images that are part of the collective cultural unconscious within the United States of what nursing is and who nurses are. I know this first-hand. I am a nurse. First and foremost, I am a male in a female dominated profession. Sexism in our country – nurses continue to be seen by some as helpers, handmaids. Some patients equate us with waitresses. Some believe women go into nursing to find physician spouses. I’ve dealt with a few male physicians who swoon when they are able to converse with young female nurses (who happen also to be very adept clinicians); but the same physicians bristle in having to deal with me, a male nurse.

I am here to tell you first-hand that nurses are some of the strongest, toughest, most courageous people I know. I work the PM shift. After all the visitors are gone and we are dealing with abusive patients, patients withdrawing from alcohol and drugs, patients who are just plain grumpy from being chronically sick and nurses are there to receive that information. We are there dealing with the scores of elderly with dementia – I have chased more than one of your loved-ones late in the evening who have taken off their gown, removed their own heart monitor and IV access and are walking naked down the hall to who knows where.

Since being becoming a Registered Nurse, I once greeted a patient family, introducing myself to the patient and patient family in the room. A quizzical child noting my gender asked his mother, “why is that guy a nurse?” Right in front of me the mother’s answer was, “because he couldn’t get into medical school.” as if I weren’t even there. While I corrected them telling them I never wanted to be a physician (actually I wanted to be a physician for a couple weeks in the fifth grade – what I really wanted to be when I grew up was a pharmacist). – the family wasn’t buying it. I was their waitress for the evening.

I am here to remind one and all that nurses historically have been and very much are educated professionals as the compassionate caring persons they are. Nurses are able scientists using data and observation to analyze injury and disease. Nurses are the social workers when the LCSWs have gone home. We counsel the crazed and truly afraid.

I also maintain that hospital administrators believe we are caring for the smiling active alert and oriented seniors on the brochures and annual reports about the hospital. They don’t want to know about patients who throw bedpans at workers.

Being a bedside hospital nurse is incredibly difficult work (I was warned by more than one before embarking on this journey). Being a bedside hospital nurse is emotionally taxing. At the same time being a bedside hospital nurse is incredibly rewarding and is a far cry from being a bean-counting-mugwump in a beige cubicle. I love the people who work with me shoulder-to-shoulder caring for patients and solving problem. A favorite nursing professor of mine suggested to us that going into the nursing profession will cause great and sometimes uncomfortable spiritual growth. She was right.


So here’s to International Nurse’s Day and our Lady of the Lamp.

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SMALL SIMPLE THINGS

Cripps Pink Apple

I received this apple (Cripps Pink breed) as a gift from a brother in my community today. Small simple things and actions bring me such joy.

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