In the last 24 hours, lemsip has become my main source of nutrition – my appetite has diminished to almost nothing and my energy levels are at pretty low (compared to my usually perky-and-unable-to-sit-still nature). So my desire to cook or eat food has likewise disappeared. Therefore, I once again decided to make soup, figuring it would be easy to both cook and eat. I had most of a pot of hummus in the fridge that was on the edge of being out of date, and usually I would use that to make a hummus pasta or leftover dip bean bake, but both of those things seemed too time-consuming and heavy to me. Also they required a bit more standing up than I was prepared for. So soup it was! I had an excessive amount of broccoli in the fridge, which decided me: broccoli and hummus soup, easy peasy *dusts off hands*
Short one tonight, because I’m coming down with a cold and I’m absolutely wiped out! I didn’t much feel like cooking (or eating, to be honest) but I know that not eating when I’m sick is a pretty quick way to ensure that I stay sick for a lot longer than necessary. So I went for one of the fastest and easiest things I know how to cook: tomato and lentil soup.
Today has been a particularly humpy Humpday, with a very early morning doctor’s appointment (bruises are almost all gone now!) followed by multiple customers taking their frustrations out on me all day long (it really isn’t my fault that they can’t type passwords into their computers properly), so it was nice to come home and relax to an episode or two of Breaking Bad – yes, we have finally finished watching Oz and have moved on to new pastures! My sister is coming over for dinner tonight, rather than her usual Thursday trip, as I’m unexpectedly busy tomorrow. Being so busy at work meant I didn’t have the brain-space to think about what to make for dinner, so I checked Lizzie’s Last Meal request list* for inspiration and decided enchiladas were the way forward. Just as soon as I reached a conclusion, I remembered about the gnocchi in the cupboard…
When Lizzie and I first moved into our current abode, we picked up a packet of gnocchi. It has been there ever since. A 500g packet of gnocchi is about twice as much food as we can eat together, so we needed a third person to help pick up the food-slack. And ever since I tried making gnocchi from scratch a couple of years ago, I’ve been a little leery of it in general (I honestly don’t remember cooking a more hateful meal in my life, even if everyone else thought it was tasty I’m never, ever doing it again! Actually this curry came close in terms of making me loathe cooking.) So I presented Lizzie with a choice: broccoli and pepper enchiladas or a spicy tomato gnocchi bake. She chose the latter.
Well, it has been ages since I posted anything – I cannot begin to explain how crazybusy my life has been lately! – and today I have my first downtime in over a month. I was fully intending to write a nice, long, involved post with a recap of the kitchen saga, a couple of recipes and an update on how the new year’s resolutions are going.
Sadly, that won’t be happening as I am typing this one-handed and it’s too much effort to say much more than ow! I fell off my bike on Thursday night and am now sporting a wrist brace on my right hand, having likely fractured a bone there (it’s too small to show up on an x-ray), along with a supersized bruise on my knee, ouchy ribs and a black eye. I can barely use a computer, let alone cook! In fact, the number of things I can’t do one-handed is depressingly long.
So I’ll just post a few pictures with tantalising hints at the backstory for each, along with a promise that I’ll try to update a bit more frequently once I’m healed and my life has become a little less hectic (enforced rest to heal doesn’t count, in my book!). Continue reading
It has been three days since my home was invaded by Czech kitchen fitters – three long days since I had access to food that isn’t crackers and sriacha sauce, since my floors were clean and not tracked with mud, since my cat was able to move freely around the house, since I could relax to silence rather than the sound of endless hammering…. Three days since I cooked anything more complicated than cuppasoup! It’s going to be worth it once everything is done, I am truly grateful to my landlord (who is not having a very easy time of things himself!), but as I type this from the relative sanctuary of my bedroom, I am developing quite the thumping headache and wishing I just had my kitchen back in any usable state at all. So I am bringing you a recipe from my archives of ‘stuff I cooked and never got around to typing up’, a lemony-spinachy-risottoey thing I made while also trying to write for NaNoWriMo in November:
It’s 11th January and I appear to have already spent all of this month’s food budget on brandy and Baileys Chocolate Selections. Oopsie? In retrospect, it may not have been the best idea to put me in charge of money just because I do a lot of the cooking…
Anyways, today I decided to cook up a feast of storecupboard goodies, so that we had plenty of food in the freezer ready to eat and without spending any money at all. I made jennyballs, a puy lentil salad (to use for lunches for the rest of the week) and a red lentil ragu:
Recently, I stumbled across this recipe for chickpea flour pancakes. I had bought a 2kg bag of chickpea, or gram flour with the idea in my head that I had seen loads of recipes containing it but simply not had it to hand to be able to cook them. Obviously, since buying it, I have not seen a single recipe containing gram flour – until now!