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1st-Mar-2022 10:25 pm - quick journal update
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13th-Dec-2021 08:22 pm - Good-bye, Uncle Bill
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Re-posting from the Globe.

Billy Chin, who brought Boston’s Chinatown ‘into the mainstream,’ dies at 92
By Bryan Marquard Globe Staff,Updated December 12, 2021, 5:44 p.m.

Though Billy Chin would become renowned for his skill at running restaurants, business was achingly slow in 1963 when he began managing the China Pearl in Boston’s Chinatown.

“In the first three months, we almost failed,” he told the Globe in 1996, adding that at one point the restaurant was so still and quiet inside that a passerby mistook it for a funeral home — “very bad luck.”

Working 17 hours a day every day as just about everything — host, waiter, dishwasher, janitor — he turned the China Pearl into an enduring destination for those in the neighborhood, Boston business leaders, and political power brokers from City Hall and Beacon Hill.

A legendary restaurateur and civic activist who elevated Chinatown’s identity in Greater Boston and was known as Uncle Bill, Mr. Chin was 92 when he died Nov. 26. He lived in Brookline and his health had been failing.

A prodigious fund-raiser, he was instrumental in getting the money together to build South Cove Manor, the state’s first care center designed to meet the needs of elderly Asian residents.

Known in Chinatown for his gregariousness as he greeted those milling along sidewalks, Mr. Chin would spot local business owners “and he would corral them and convince them to contribute,” said Helen Chin Schlichte, a cofounder and president emerita of South Cove Manor.

One day Mr. Chin sought out the limousine carrying An Wang, the wealthy cofounder of Wang Laboratories.

“I am pretty naughty,” Mr. Chin recalled in a 1993 Globe interview. “I stood at the side of the limo and Mrs. Wang asked me, ‘How is it going Billy,’ and I say, ‘Not too good; we need money for the nursing home.’ Finally, An Wang sent me a personal check for $10,000.”

“But that’s nothing,” Mr. Chin added. “I gave $30,000.”

The anecdote, relatives and friends say, illustrates his humor, magnanimity, and willingness to do what was needed to help Chinatown.

“Bill was very, very generous in addition to being a very good businessperson,” Schlichte said. “He was just a wonderful person for the community.”

Politically astute, Mr. Chin knew how Chinatown could gain more clout.

“We did a lot of political things,” said his brother, Frank of Boston. “My brother Bill’s biggest accomplishment was that he brought the Chinese community into the mainstream of American society because of his participation in the political system.”

From 1970 to ‘77, Frank said, the brothers increased the Asian voter registration rolls more than tenfold as they went door to door in Chinatown, Brighton, the South End, and West Roxbury, encouraging residents to register.

“He tried to utilize what he had to bring Chinatown into the mainstream,” said Mr. Chin’s sister Amy Chin Guen of Boston.

In the 1993 interview, Mr. Chin recalled that when elections rolled around, “people ask us, ‘Uncle Billy, Uncle Frank, who should we vote for?’ We did not put a gun to them or twist their arms. We vote for whoever will do most for the Chinese community.”

Mr. Chin “had the ability to connect to the downtown Boston business community, and he made it his business to try to make Chinatown a better place,” said John P. Hamill, retired chairman of Sovereign Bank’s New England division and a regular diner at the China Pearl for Chinese New Year, when he was among the friends, business leaders, and politicians Mr. Chin invited to the restaurant.

“He was a remarkable man,” said Hamill, a former president of Fleet Bank of Massachusetts and Shawmut Corp. “I think Billy Chin always had that outlook that created the feeling that he wanted to make sure that he didn’t have a community that was insular, but one that was part of the larger community — not just Boston, but beyond that.”

Billy Yoke Soon Chin was born on Aug. 19, 1929, on the third floor of his father’s herbalist business on Oxford Street in Chinatown.

Mr. Chin’s father, Wah Chin, had followed his own father into the herbalist trade. Then Mr. Chin’s father and mother, Len Thieu Wong, died when their six children were young. The siblings went to China to live with their father’s first wife, Ngan Heung Moy, who raised them.

“We call her a saint,” Amy said. “That’s how good she was.”

In the years after World War II, the Chin siblings returned to the United States, living at first in a cold-water apartment on Oxford Street.

“We came to the hard time,” Mr. Chin said in 1996, “but that’s what made me so strong.”

Along with finishing his schooling and receiving an associate’s degree in business from Burdett College, Mr. Chin served in the Army alongside his new friend William Bulger, who would go on to be state Senate president and president of the University of Massachusetts.

“At Fort Dix, we were on a night march,” Bulger told the Globe in 1996. “It was deadly cold and a lot of the guys were dropping out. But Bill Chin kept going, even though he was so small and his backpack was bigger than he was. He taught me a rule: ‘Even if I think, Maybe I can’t make it all the way, I can take one more step.’ We both made it through that night.”

In the late 1950s, Mr. Chin married Josephine Lee, a children’s clothing and shoe designer, who worked in the garment district.

After turning the China Pearl into a success, Mr. Chin and his business partners opened other Chinese restaurants and food establishments in Greater Boston — 18 at the peak, before he began divesting his business interests.

“He became a major employer in the community and could be seen many afternoons on Chinatown street corners, which had become an extension of his office,” wrote Nancy Lo, who is working on the “Chinatown Stories” oral history project, in a tribute for the Sampan newspaper.

Though he enthusiastically helped others, Mr. Chin “was a very private person,” Schlichte said, “yet he knew everybody in town and had this respect and friendship from so many people from every walk of life.”

Mr. Chin also used his political and economic reach to sponsor families — including those of many of his employees — to come to the United States from China, Lo wrote.

“There are hundreds of Chinatown families who were helped by Uncle Bill, through employment, low-income housing, or social programs,” Lo wrote, adding that along with being instrumental in raising funds for the South Cove Manor, Mr. Chin raised funds for “many other community organizations.”

In addition to his wife, Josephine; his brother, Frank; and his sister Amy, Mr. Chin leaves his son, Brady of Venice, Calif.; his daughter, Joliana Kurtz of Trophy Club, Texas; another sister, Rose Chin Len of Salem, N.H.; and two grandchildren.

A funeral service will be held at 9:45 a.m. Saturday in J.S. Waterman-Langone Chapel in Boston.

“We have been together from kids to now,” Frank said of his brother. “I’m going to miss his friendship, his laugh.”

Frank and Amy said that as their brother’s health slipped, he was “slowly fading.”

“I got telephone calls from a lot of people,” Amy said, “and they said, ‘Are you sad?’ I said, ‘No, I’m very happy he’s in God’s hands now.’ "
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I went to get a new pair of glasses today. Optical department said my prescription had expired. I was really flustered as I really thought that I had my prescription renewed last year. Instead of waiting for the reception to be freed up, I said I'd call them. And I left.

An hour ago, it really started to bother me. I went through my old emails. I have a strong reason to believe I was there last July. So I'll have to call the receptionist desk tomorrow to check my records. And if I'm right, I'll need to make an appt with optical AGAIN.

My optometrist/optician is nowhere near me, so I'm extremely annoyed. I shouldn't have left so quickly, but like I said I was really flustered when he said that. And with COVID rules, everything has to be by appt. I can't just stop by when it's convenient for me.

Anyway, once this gets squared away, I might look into finding a new optometrist closer to me. Which I don't really want to do because I really like my optometrist.

And on that note, I still have tenosynovitis. It's worse than when I mentioned it last month. After the first two weeks, I really thought it was starting to get better. And then one night, I was adjusting my pillow and my wrist really didn't want me to. It felt like something snapped in my wrist that night. So, I'm trying to bounce back from that. Some days I think it's starting to get better, and other days I don't think that at all. Today is one of those days where I feel like I'll never get better. So I guess I'll finally break down and make a televisit appt with my doctor and see what she says. She'll probably refer me to a specialist and the specialist probably won't offer any real help but I'm stuck in a holding pattern these days.

meh.
8th-May-2020 10:25 pm - the world is depressing and weird
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Been work from home since mid-March. At least I have a job still. Others are not so lucky, and who knows what the future will bring.

Family is safe and healthy so far. I hope and pray it stays that way.

I'm handling social distancing/self-quarantine pretty well but I'm very introverted at heart. Work is where I socialize, and it gets me off my ass.

Trying to stay active is hard. Most days, I manage a 15 minute walk in the morning and a workout in my living room in the evening. Half the time, I manage an after dinner walk. But that's pretty much it.

Socializing with friends is just a weekly video call.

I should clean/organize my apartment, but I continue to put it off. Some things don't change.

Cooking at home regularly is nice though, instead of trying to fit all my cooking on a Sunday. I'm slowly cleaning out the freezer. Oldest thing I've eaten so far were a couple of packs of fried fish balls from 2013 that were hiding in the freezer. Ooops. But surprisingly still very edible.

My off-the-cuff soup bowls have gotten better after employing some tare and aroma oil practice like you would for ramen. I've fermented some daikon with roasted garlic powder but fresh garlic is definitely the better version. Perhaps I just needed more garlic powder. But I tried a brine for fermenting for the first time on some shishito peppers. They came out much tastier than I imagined. I normally don't care for shishito but these were some ripe ones that came in a veggie box delivery so I had to use them. No regrets. Totally want to do this again. If I can get enough habanada peppers this year, I'll try this on them.

Speaking of, I was a little late but I'm working on some habanada seedlings. Two out of four mini pots have sprouted. I finally used some of the compost in the yard, which I am also taking better care of since I'm hope all the time. One of my dad's random buckets flew into the yard, so I've decided to keep it next to the compost. After every rain storm, I dump the rain water into the compost. I'm also being good about turning it. But the crab grass is really annoying. It's grown under and into the composter. The only real way to solve this is the move the composter, get rid of the grass, maybe put down some cardboard as a supressor, and putting the compost back in its spot. All of which is never going to happen. There are way too many bugs living the good life in there. I will have to try removing the crab grass from around the edges of the composter and hope for the best.

But back to food...

Made my best sourdough loaf so far last weekend. Not making it this weekend even though I've eaten the whole loaf already. Trying to use up the non-King Arthur flour stored in the freezer, so I made the rye yogurt molasses quick bread that I like. It came out a little dry. Probably because I used white sugar for some of the liquid sweetener. It might have overbaked a few minutes. I can't wait to make this again but subbing some of the flour and yogurt with sourdough discard.

I've finally figured out the best system for me to 1) generate less sourdough discard and 2) use up all the sourdough discard. Sourdough banana bread might be my favorite banana bread. It might also be my favorite discard recipe but more experimenting is in order. Little things like these make me happy.

I've discovered that I am willing to eat a granny smith apple if it's diced mixed with diced beets. Beets are definitely the dominant flavor so don't use equal amounts.

Lettuce soup was fun to experiment with but the vegetable flavor Better than Bouillon is really strong. It overwhelmed all other flavors. This also needs more experimentation. Oh, and shredded iceberg makes for a nice noodle replacement in soup. Ladle the hot soup over the shredded lettuce to keep the lettuce crispy.

Other things I've made that were fun to me:
single serving oat pancakes
stove top mac and cheese with evaporated milk, bell peppers and broccoli added
skillet pizza
carrot and potato soup but I didn't have the ingredients to make it like my mom does, so I seasoned with TJ's Italian style soffrito seasoning (christmas item that I haven't used until now)

And that's all I have for now. I originally wanted to write something of more substance but I accidentally locked myself out of my account. And now that I can get back in, I don't feel like writing any much. Figures.
9th-Mar-2020 10:18 pm - salad backlog, including no salad
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Since the last post, here is what I've made for lunches at work.

- Kale, cabbage, quinoa, and brown sugar vinaigrette. Recipe from Lukas Volger. Cooked up a seitan hot dog.
- Cabbage, white bean, and cheese soup. Another recipe from Volger. Obviously not a salad. But a lot of ingredients that can be found in a salad.
- A kale-cabbage salad with cranberries and shredded chicken.
- Another not-salad. Beyond Meat Hot Italian sausage, roasted cabbage wedges, slice of homemade bread.
- Still not salad. Another soup. DIY "instant noodles." Made a soup concentrate with daikon. Seared some marinated tempeh cubes. Made the baking soda spaghetti ramen. Steamed mustard greens.

The next few days, I've got chickpea salad to serve with homemade bread, and some roasted sweet potatoes. I was inspired by BA. I used tamarind juice, tahini, bread and butter pickles, roasted garlic powder, and black pepper. I meant to char an onion for it but forgot. I thought about added smoked trout but I'll do it next time.
https://www.bonappetit.com/story/smashed-chickpea-salad
31st-Jan-2020 09:19 am - salad 05, with a side of soup swap
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Ok, it's not really my fifth salad week, but I figured numbering them was better than nothing. Might as well number them according to the week of the year.

-iceburg lettuce
-parsley
-orange bell pepper
-honey lemon vinaigrette
-plain chickpeas (monday/tuesday), or leftover baked mustard chicken (wed), or served with pork buns (friday)
-grated grana padano

On Thursday, I ate some leftovers in my work building. That was half a turkey sandwich with spinach and tomato salad. I put some of my bell peppers in it.

Last night was Soup Swap 2020. I did not get all the flavors I wanted. I almost did. During the very last round, Karen took the last of the dal literally just before I went up. Oh well. So I ended up with too vegetarian sausage soups. (Mike made 12 quarts as opposed to the usual 6. Every 6 quarts you bring gives you a slot to take soup during 1 round.) I also picked up a lentil/chorizo, a pepperpot stew, a chili that is veg heavy, and... one more that I am blanking on.

Anyway, hanging out with sister 2 and her boyfriend tomorrow. I think it'll be a light cooking day on Sunday for me. I've got a lot of soup to go through now. :)
24th-Jan-2020 02:36 pm - only enough salad for two
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My mind seems to have an issue with understanding time this week.

I knew I had a cooking class MLK weekend. I knew it was MLK weekend. I forgot I had a cooking class to attend on Sunday. *headdesk*
I lost some money on it, but I've been such a long time repeat student and the program coordinator knows me well enough that the school is giving me a partial credit to use within a year. So the money I lost was just on material fee. I can live with that.

Anyway, I didn't do enough meal prepping this week. And yet I had enough food because I kept forgetting that this week was a four day work week.

Anyway, my lunches on Monday and Wednesday were not very creative. I was fine with it though.
-massaged kale
-chickpeas cooked from scratch
-natursource salad topper
-Caesar dressing
-roasted chestnuts in the Monday version, an orange on the side on Tuesday

The chickpeas were cooked from dried because I was prepping for the annual soup swap. I was willing to carry home some cans of tomatoes and one bag of dried chickpeas, rather than all cans. Plus I also wanted to try Carla Lalli Music's guidelines for cooking dried beans. I used bay leaves, celery sticks, and fennel tops as my aromatics. I used evoo for the top layer but not nearly as much as was instructed mostly because I ran out. I also threw out the soaking liquid instead of keeping it (but reading more on the subject, I guess there's no real reason too). But overall, they were probably the best chickpeas I've ever made. But they also took a couple of hours which is fine on a cold winter weekend but not so much come summer time. Maybe I can simulate it in a slow cooker.

Since kale takes up a lot of room, I cooked down the rest of it with some leftover chickpea cooking liquid.

Yesterday, I had some of the cooked kale with some leftover Chinese salted chicken. Today I had it with a couple of slices of leftover pizza.

This weekend, I'm going to aim for some pasta salad for work lunch. Or salad pasta if you're Anna Stockwell. I plan to go heavy on the greens and light on the pasta.
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