If you’ve been around my blog long enough, you’ve no doubt noticed that my posts are quite seasonal (and often begin with a mention of the weather, which got quite cool last week, then warm again, and has evened out now). As a result, there tends to be a theme over the course of any given few weeks. Stone fruits in the summer, greens and such in spring, and right now? Apples.
We were housebound yesterday, in the grips of yet another “winter storm” (I remember when this was just called “winter”). A lot of snow fell! The birds were frantic at the feeder (oh! A robin!), flapping against the wind to get some much needed nourishment and even the dog didn’t want to venture more than a few steps from the door to do what she needed to. Continue reading
Meyer Lemon SeasonIt’s that time of year again. Meyer lemons are everywhere. Pinterest, Instagram, Twitter… Oh, and in grocery stores. Thought to be a cross between a lemon and possibly a Mandarin orange, Meyer lemons are a delight. They are less tart than their pure counterparts, and have a delightful floral quality that brings so much to dishes that they’re used in. Continue reading
I *think* it’s safe to say that the weather is turning cool. It sure looks that way this week. We’ve turned on the furnace. That means something, right? Though I do hope that it is still nice enough for a pleasant evening of Hallowe’en trick or treating.
It’s natural that when the weather turns cool, one’s culinary thoughts turn to things like warm breads, hearty stews and crunchy coleslaw. Wait… what? Continue reading
What’s in a name?I’d love to call this just “Thai Salad.” That would flow better. But I can’t. I can’t because, while this recipe certainly borrows from some Thai flavours that I love, it’s not authentically Thai, and it bugs me to no end to see things labelled a certain way, and then include ingredients that make it more generic. Or even totally wrong. Chain restaurants are notorious for this. Your chicken burger is not Thai just because it has peanut sauce on it. Your salad is not Greek because you added Feta and black olives to a bowl of iceberg lettuce and mealy, out of season tomatoes. And that “Mexican pasta?” With the stringy chicken and Tex-Mex pre-shredded cheese blend doused in insipid salsa? Not even going there. /rant Continue reading
My thumb is healing. Still bandaged, still can’t move it a lot or pick things up properly, but it’s healing. I’ve had to modify many activities, and think a whole lot more about my dexterity than I ever have. But I can do more today than I could last week, so that’s good.
I’m still keeping things simple though. No complex chopping, no elaborate meal preparation. Unless my wonderful husband is helping, which he has been. Continue reading
My Edible Journey 