It turns out when you cook the indestructible fryable gnocchi properly, they come out fine. Thank you, mysterious properties of panic-bought long-life food. It was a useful emergency lunch when I couldn't make knoedel as planned.
Meanwhile tonight I've finally, finally used some of the fat bacon slab from the same panic buy for a perfectly bog-standard carbonara*, and the rest is now frozen, which is a great relief. It was a reproach every time I rejigged the fridge.
The brilliant author Naomi Alderman has been posting a fab idea on her (locked) twitter account: imaginary travel, with food. (I don't think she'll mind me sharing this bit.) They started in Egypt, went down to Sudan, and are currently in Chad, eating some kind of peanut stew, after an imaginary but rather eventful flight. It's a really fun idea done well, and we might adopt at least the foodie bit for a challenge at some point - goodness knows there's bugger all actual travel in prospect.** But the bit I wanted to capture here is this extremely good-looking Sudanese recipe site, which NA has cooked soup, flatbreads and dip from and says is delicious. All of them looked good to me, and also quite confined-friendly. Lentils ahoy.
Meanwhile, it's time for a SIXTH weekly roundup dear gods alive. It's been a cracking week for posting, especially the weekend (though we also had our first ever day with no posts at all, we've averaged brilliantly overall), and have varied from ambitious baking, from-scratch cheese and butter making, to actual carbonising of perfectly decent food and the production of something that looked (its author says) like ditch-drainings. More risotti and serious lentilling along the way. I finally realised I'd never asked Catherine to blog despite her being fantastic on the twitter tag, so we have had bagels and other excellent new content there. We've a new challenge (#ConfinedSubstitutions), which is a name for what we're all doing automatically at the moment.
But it's also been a week when several of us have talked about this being a tough week, a bit of a slump, a general things-aren't-great feeling time. I hope blogging and reading about it a bit has helped. We're really not alone in this. Bit knackered, mind. Like my peonies, tight new orange-pink buds last Saturday, now... they're a tad overblown. I know how they feel.
*Bog standard if we ignore that it's more or less capelli d'angeli, and has odds and sods of wilty coriander, leftover spinach and blush tomatoes. Ignore them, I'm shopping tomorrow, leftover bits n bobs tonight.
**I'm weirdly feeling better over dinner right now because I got a local wine bar to deliver a mixed half case of wine, their choice. Which is fun, and extravagant, and they've sent me at least one bottle with a *cork*, which I haven't chosen in ages. Taking out the corkscrew (thank god I could find it), felt quite exciting. See how we've come to appreciate the small things?
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| I don't know what's in them, but pumpkin nuggest are good |
Meanwhile tonight I've finally, finally used some of the fat bacon slab from the same panic buy for a perfectly bog-standard carbonara*, and the rest is now frozen, which is a great relief. It was a reproach every time I rejigged the fridge.
The brilliant author Naomi Alderman has been posting a fab idea on her (locked) twitter account: imaginary travel, with food. (I don't think she'll mind me sharing this bit.) They started in Egypt, went down to Sudan, and are currently in Chad, eating some kind of peanut stew, after an imaginary but rather eventful flight. It's a really fun idea done well, and we might adopt at least the foodie bit for a challenge at some point - goodness knows there's bugger all actual travel in prospect.** But the bit I wanted to capture here is this extremely good-looking Sudanese recipe site, which NA has cooked soup, flatbreads and dip from and says is delicious. All of them looked good to me, and also quite confined-friendly. Lentils ahoy.
Meanwhile, it's time for a SIXTH weekly roundup dear gods alive. It's been a cracking week for posting, especially the weekend (though we also had our first ever day with no posts at all, we've averaged brilliantly overall), and have varied from ambitious baking, from-scratch cheese and butter making, to actual carbonising of perfectly decent food and the production of something that looked (its author says) like ditch-drainings. More risotti and serious lentilling along the way. I finally realised I'd never asked Catherine to blog despite her being fantastic on the twitter tag, so we have had bagels and other excellent new content there. We've a new challenge (#ConfinedSubstitutions), which is a name for what we're all doing automatically at the moment.
But it's also been a week when several of us have talked about this being a tough week, a bit of a slump, a general things-aren't-great feeling time. I hope blogging and reading about it a bit has helped. We're really not alone in this. Bit knackered, mind. Like my peonies, tight new orange-pink buds last Saturday, now... they're a tad overblown. I know how they feel.
*Bog standard if we ignore that it's more or less capelli d'angeli, and has odds and sods of wilty coriander, leftover spinach and blush tomatoes. Ignore them, I'm shopping tomorrow, leftover bits n bobs tonight.
**I'm weirdly feeling better over dinner right now because I got a local wine bar to deliver a mixed half case of wine, their choice. Which is fun, and extravagant, and they've sent me at least one bottle with a *cork*, which I haven't chosen in ages. Taking out the corkscrew (thank god I could find it), felt quite exciting. See how we've come to appreciate the small things?
I've enjoyed blogging! And thank you for this, I shall check it the Sudanese site and may think about ordering wine - from work because it's the only way we're making money at the moment and apparently they'll deliver!!
ReplyDeleteI am really, really pleased with the wine delivery. It's a tiny bit of someone else making fun for me. And the wine bar needs business, of course. Doing our bit...!
DeleteWine deliveries are always fun! Those aside, as you say, it's not been an easy week. Day to day feels OK, but when I try to think any further than that I get distinct wobbles.
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