What do cooks do...
in summer? They sometimes garden. Then they sometimes re-injure ancient wounds and can't point a mouse or type or cook much. So, with liberal days off filled with reading, a little photography and lots of salads, one might be able to play magazine again soon. Meantime, I am so cross with pain that I went out and bought a bunch of fabulous vegetables for a stuffing recipe orgy and then couldn't face actually doing it, cleaning the house nicely and having the requisite ten people come and eat it among the roses. I'm mad at the roses, too. They bite me when I am trying to help them. And I'm mad at the mower, the hard soil, the ants. I tried to drink enough wine to make it all go away but got bored with it before I finished one glass. Six guests Sunday for part of what I bought. Enough! Greek, Arabic, Provençal and Italian stuffings are being tried. Tried an Asian one for lunch, but it wasn't thrilling.
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Sorry you're illing.
I would suggest you go out and yell at the roses but if you hurt their feelings they might die and then you'd feel even worse.
I hate to hear you are not 100 percent. I hope you feel better soon and can stuff to your hearts content in the upcoming weeks.
Are you trying to tell us to get stuffed, cara mia? Vraiment?
I did think of Sunday's dinner as "Get Stuffed! but then I thought it might be rude.
Oh for my old chiropractor! I keep dropping things-- my mushroom brush into water, thus making it unusable with a 1/2 kilo of mushers to clean. So far at least no liter of olive oil, thanks be.
Last night I exploded an eggplant in the oven. I was peacefully reading the latest scandal on Italian royalty when BOOM! and therefore spent Friday night scrubbing eggplant innards off the oven, the drawer underneath, the racks. It is dazzling now. That must have been a brain disability. Lesson: eggplants can explode at 175° C if you don't make holes in them.
Shall have a column someday on surviving kitchen disasters. Shall get you all to provide those beyond my scope.
Sorry about your injury, Judith, I hope you'll recover soon. Roses can be so sweet and sissy, and at the same time revengeful and catty. I'm not really looking forward to pruning 'Treasure Trove'... I'll be all bruised, scratched, torn.
Re: surviving kitchen disasters, I'm good for a few stories. More when household in general is included.
I wonder what happens when you put an eggplant in the microwave...
I am being given Pink Grootendorst and am thinking where she can be that big and happy!
I expect the same thing happens in a microwave but faster. What a mess!
Anyway, the stuffed veg were pretty, delicious (IMO) and varied. I forgot to serve the mushrooms. :(
'Pink Grootendorst' is a thorny mess which hates to be pruned. It will grow as big as Olga's chicken house in your soil. Only the fresh single flower is pretty. Put it somewhere where you don't need to walk or work, just to avoid new injuries...
Have pasta with mushroom-cream-sauce tomorrow, some fresh lettuce goes well with it.
Yes, I could see that she is an unreformed landgrabber from the "fine for me roses" page. I think I shall nestle her into the huge sambucca bushes and let her rip. The flowers are very pretty.
The rucola is almost big enough to eat or transplant here. The rains gave me a late start.
I do love mushroom cream sauces... a rare pleasure for the fat calories. I sometimes use some powdered porcini to improve button mushrooms. But then, you have dried porcini...yummy.
I have just finished yesterday's dishes. ;/
I'm keeping the dried porcini for the mushroom-lacking season -- February till May. Any other time of the year I find fresh mushrooms in the fields and woods.
Not sure what you mean about the Rucola... I've sown it in a row and chop off the amounts I need. It immediately grows again. It's like chives in culture.
I sowed a large patch, but the germination was not regular. Ergo, will transplant from thick areas to empty areas. I also sowed wild rucola, but that grows slower and will be perennial if chopped back for a couple of years. It lags in development. I sowed valerian and it is slower than anything, about 2 cm in height now.
Judith- I'm just getting into your blog and loving it!
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