Sing Along Snacks: Special Thanksgiving Edition

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Special Thanksgiving Edition

Turkey - Mashed Potatoes - Gravy - Apples, Peaches, Pumpkin Pie

 

OK, the lyrics are maybe not spot on when it comes to lauding the proper ingredients, but it will keep the kitchen crew bopping around with a good spring in your step while the table is being laid out!

 

Sing Along Snacks: Volver en Vino (Return as Wine)

It's never to early or late for a snack so turn up the volume on your computer.

From Madrid we are sending out our thoughts and prayers to those affected by the fires in California, Spain and Portugal. It's a sad close to a lovely summer. Let us hope that new life sprouts from the ashes to return as wine. (English lyrics translation below)

Return as Wine

If wine comes, life comes: I come to your vineyard, beloved land.

I want to die singing under your ripe vine and to be buried at the dawn my grave watered of wine.

If wine comes, life comes: I come to your vineyard, beloved land.

I'd like to leave my bones under the Mendoza sky, for my blood and my ashes return in the wine way

How sad must be dying and never returning, but life is so beautiful, but the way is so stunning, that if I die someday bury me in Mendoza, in San Juan, there at La Rioja, in the beautiful Cayafate, that I'll return as wine!

And when the vines cry for the men to laugh, I'll be filling the glasses, and I'll be kissing the mouths of the old partners or maybe the one I love and couldn't love me.. and in a party night when you take the guitar if you see the wine crying let it cry its sorrow that a brown tear as never I'll be singing!

Life is a bitter wine, sweet in a shared jar: those who swim inside drown only in life.

If wine comes, life comes:

 

 

 

Sing Along Snacks: Ojala que llueva café

With new digs in Madrid, Sing Along Snacks are now being enjoyed in Spanish as well. It's good to have a varied snack menu!

This is an incredibly charming song by Juan Luis Guerra. Check out the translated lyrics below (original and translated) and I dare you all to not start swaying around the kitchen with this playing on repeat.

Ojalá que llueva café en el campo
que caiga un aguacero de yuca y té
del cielo una jarina de queso blanco
y al sur una montaña
de berro y miel
oh, oh, oh-oh-oh,
ojalá que llueva café. 
If only it would rain coffee in the fields,
and a shower of yucca and tea would fall,
from the sky a sprinkling of white cheese,
and in the south a mountain
of cress and honey.
oh, oh, oh-oh-oh...
If only it would rain coffee.
 

Ojalá que llueva café en el campo
peinar un alto cerro (d)e trigo y mapuey
bajar por la colina de arroz graneado
y continuar el arado con tu querer.
oh, oh, oh-oh-oh...
If only it would rain coffee in the fields,
combing a high hill of wheat and mapuey,
descending the slope of grained rice
and continuing to plough with all your love..
oh, oh, oh-oh-oh...

Ojalá el otoño en vez de hojas secas
vista mi cosecha de pitisalé
sembrar una llanura
de batata y fresas
ojalá que llueva café.
If only autumn would clothe my harvest
with pitisalé instead of dry leaves, 
sowing a plain with
sweet potato and strawberries,
If only it would rain coffee.

Pa'que en el conuco
no se sufra tanto, ay ombe
ojalá que llueva café en el campo
pa que en Villa Vásquez
oigan este canto
ojalá que llueva café en el campo
ojalá que llueva,
ojalá que llueva, ay ombe
ojalá que llueva café en el campo
ojalá que llueva café.
oh, oh, oh-oh-oh...

So that on the small farms
they won't suffer so much, oh man.
If only it would rain coffee in the fields
so that in Villa Vásquez
they will hear this chant.
If only it would rain coffee in the fields,
If only it would rain, 
If only it would rain, Ay, man,
If only it would rain coffee in the fields.
If only it would rain coffee. 
oh, oh, oh-oh-oh... 

Ojalá que llueva café en el campo
sembrar un alto cerro de trigo y mapuey
bajar por la colina de arroz graneado
y continuar el arado con tu querer.
oh, oh, oh-oh-oh...
If only it would rain coffee in the fields,
sowing a high hill of wheat and mapuey, 
decending from the hill of grained rice,
and continuing to plough with all your love.
oh, oh, oh, oh

Ojalá el otoño en vez de hojas secas
vista mi cosecha de pitisalé
sembrar una llanura
de batata y fresas
ojalá que llueva café.
If only autumn would clothe my harvest
with pitisalé instead of dry leaves, 
sowing a plain
with sweet potatoes and strawberries.
If only it would rain coffee.

Pa que en el conuco
no se sufra tanto, oye
ojalá que llueva café en el campo
pa que en Los Montones
oigan este canto
ojalá que llueva café en el campo
ojalá que llueva, ojalá que llueva, 
ay ombe
ojalá que llueva café en el campo
ojalá que llueva café.
So that on the small farms
they won't suffer so much.
If only it would rain coffee in the fields
so that in Los Montones
they would hear this chant.
If only it would rain coffee in the fields,
If only it would rain, if only it would rain,
Ay, man,
If only it would rain coffee in the fields,
If only it would rain coffee

Pa que to(dos) los niños
canten en el campo
ojalá que llueva café en el campo
pa que en La Romana
oigan este canto
ojalá que llueva café en el campo
ay, ojalá que llueva,
ojalá que llueva, ay ombe
ojalá que llueva café en el campo
ojalá que llueva café...
So that all the children
will sing in the fields,
If only it would rain coffee in the fields,
so that in La Romana
they will hear this chant.
If only it would rain coffee in the fields,
Ay, if only it would rain
If only it would rain, man,
If only it would rain coffee in the fields,
If only it would rain.

Sing Along Snacks: Man No Sober

It's never too early or too late for a snack so crank up that volume on your computer.

This is in honor of our resident Plaza San Miguel drunkard, wino, whatever you want to call him. We have been living in Madrid for a month now and have gotten to "know", or rather become recognized by, our local beggars and drunks. What that means is that we are no longer solicited for our spare change. Instead we get a snear and they just move on....and I'm O.K. with that.

 

Woooh! Man no sober
The drunkard he staggers around
The alleys of cities and towns
His sorrows he tries to drown
Solution to his problems
Can never be found
Booze is what he choose
Like a gipsy he's tipsy
He drinks too much whiskey
Like a gipsy he's tipsy
He drinks too much
A Mr Winehead stagger deh
Booze is what he choose
Watch him how topples over

Man no sober

In and out of discotheques
In and out of wine bars
Burnt out shell looks a wreck
Got to help him somehow oh
Greets bartenders drink firewater
Dance bossanova he topples over

Sing Along Snacks: Anotha (BBQ)

Yo...what!? We are in the second half of another August which means we better get in another BBQ before summer is over and we all go back to the daily grind. Who can help? PUTS, that's who.

You bring the beef and I bring the brew
Oh shit anotha barbecue
You bring the links and I bring the brew
Oh shit anotha barbecue
You bring the wings and I bring the brew
Oh shit anotha barbecue
You bring the ladies and I bring the brew
Oh shit anotha barbecue

 

 

Sing Along Snacks: Bad Day of Fishin'

We are done with winter and looking forward to a great season full of wild salmon and steelhead. This sing along snack is dedicated to all  you commercial and recreational fishing folk out there, with a special shot out to my expert mom up in the Columbia River Gorge!

'Cause a bad day of fishin' beats a good day of anything else!

Sing Along Snacks: Fish Stew

In honor of the Seafood Expo North America show taking place from March 19 to 21st in Boston, we have a special snack from one of our favorite chefs- the one and only Jamie Oliver.  It's not like our other snacks in that it is part music video and part recipe video.....and while it is fun and cute, Jamie, don't give up your day job!

Instead of lyrics, here are the ingredients:

Jamie Oliver's Fish Stew

  • 2 cloves garlic , peeled
  • 1 small pinch saffron , optional
  • sea salt
  • freshly ground black pepper
  • 250 ml low-fat mayonnaise , made with free-range eggs
  • lemon juice
  • 12 mussels , from sustainable sources, ask your fishmonger
  • 20 clams , from sustainable sources, ask your fishmonger
  • olive oil
  • 1 small wineglass white wine
  • 400 g good-quality tinned plum tomatoes
  • 2 small fillets of sea bass or bream , from sustainable sources, ask your fishmonger, cut in half
  • 2 small fillets of red mullet or snapper , from sustainable sources, ask your fishmonger, cut in half
  • 2 small fillets of monkfish or other firm white fish , from sustainable sources, ask your fishmonger
  • 4 langoustines or tiger prawns , from sustainable sources, ask your fishmonger, shell on
  • 2 thick slices crusty bread
  • 1 small handful fennel tops
  • extra virgin olive oil
  • 1 small bunch fresh basil , leaves picked and stalks chopped

Sing Along Snacks: Grow Food

It's never too early or too late for a snack, so crank up that volume on your computer.

Major props to the kids at Appetite For Change! They deserve as much green as they can get. 

Appetite For Change is a North Minneapolis nonprofit organization that uses food as a tool to build health, wealth and social change.

"Grow Food" is the culminating project of Appetite For Change's Summer 2016 Youth Employment & Training Program. Urban Youth wanted to share their message - the importance of actively choosing healthy foods - with their peers in a fun, accessible music format. At AFC, we believe that youth are the truth. We hope this song will inspire you to explore new ways to eat, cook and grow food. 
 


#GrowFood is NOW AVAILABLE on iTunes https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/gro...

Directed By Chancellor Tha Beast in collaboration with Beats & Rhymes.

Learn more about Appetite For Change at: http://appetiteforchangemn.org

Sing Along Snacks: Peanut Butter Conspiracy

It's never too early or too late for a snack, so crank up that volume on your computer.

For all of those who think we might be revisiting those "hard luck days" in the near future...

Who's gonna steal the peanut butter
I'll get the can of sardines
Runnin' up and down the aisle of the mini mart
Stickin' food in our jeans
We never took more than we could eat
There was plenty left on the rack
We all swore if we ever got rich
We would pay the mini mart back
Yes sir! yes sir!
We would pay the mini mart back
 

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