Carol Bontekoe

This blog has been keeping track of my adventures since 2004. The stories and the adventures have come from my college dorm room to Uganda, Peace Corps Kyrgyzstan, learning Dutch in the Netherlands to living in the wilds of Homer, Alaska. I went back to school in Amsterdam to study Theaterwetenschap (Theatre Science) at University of Amsterdam. And now my adventures as a Fruit Fly, a Sexy Unicorn, and creating a movement with Team Sparkle in Chicago.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Poor Man's Lobster

t's hard to believe that anything involving Halibut could have a title involving "Poor Man's", but in Alaska you get used to it. With such an abundance of Halibut and Salmon-although this year has not been a good year- around people will just give away a few filets to a poor parking attendant(*Couch*me*Couch*). They have gotten very creative about how to cook Halibut up here in Homer Alaska-the Halibut Capital of the World.

Since I caught my first fish ever a tiny(by Alaskan Standards) 25lb Halibut I wanted to treat myself and some friends to some Poor Man's Lobster.

Here's how it goes:

You get some 7up and put it in a nice tall pot. place that pot on a stove. Turn on the stove and get a nice rolling boil going.

While the 7up is boiling chop up your halibut into nice cubes.

I recomend 1 1/2 inch cubes... but to be honest any size is fine.

Drop your halibut cubes into the boiling 7up.

Wait till they have cooked enough that they are floating on the top(give them a lil time at the top) than scoop them out.

Melt some butter.

Pour the butter on top and...

ta da

a yummy yummy meal that sort of tastes like Lobster- Use Real butter(look for the Real Seal) and you can never go wrong.

I hope you enjoy this Alaskan Treat.

I know my science nerd friends and I enjoyed it.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Changing the subject

Back in Michigan when I wanted to change the subject I would simply say, "So, how about them Tigers." The statement was invariably followed with the other person yelling, "Fuck yeah the Tigers! Love those guys!" The subject would move on to a greatly detailed account of how great the Tigers are.
In Alaska this doesn't work too well. Someone will be ranting on about some uncomfortable subject and I try to change it by saying, "How about them Tigers." I will meet their blank gaze, watch them blink, and than listen as they say, "um yeah sure- Tigers? So, Back to what I was saying-...
For Alaskans the Tigers just won't cut it. People up here come from all over the place. They are people who couldn't take being told what to do, that's how you end up in Alaska. The one thing that can make any Alaskan change the subject is: Hippies.
Whether someone is old or young, rich or poor, conservative or liberal they all have very strong feelings about the overpopulation of Hippies up here. I will just yell out, "HIPPIES!" A conservative my might follow it up with, "Fucking Hippies..." A liberal with, "I love how many there are up here. The yurts they live in are cool..." I even find myself getting caught in my own subject change, "Old hippies who stuck with the principals they believe in cool. Great. At least they show that they have dedication to the cause. Neo-Hippies- any one under 58 trying to live the hippie lifestyle- I can't stand!" Most people, even the most conservative people, seem to agree with me and the uncomfortable topic of how to gut a moose has been changed.