There’s a little flexibility, shall we say, on what the tenth day of Christmas is all about.
lords a leaping
ships a sailing
cocks a crowing
But enough about the music…..time to review the FOOD.
New Year’s Day had a food change of plans….so I still haven’t made the Overnight Baked Crunchy French Toast, but since the ingredients are in my fridge, I’ll be making that tonight for tomorrow’s breakfast. And lunches and suppers and Freezer Treasures.
I have oatmeal for breakfast, which I started doing a few years ago. One month of oatmeal for breakfast – and I swear no other deliberate or conscious changes – it really did lower my cholesterol, just like the ads said it would. Still working.
I put different things in it, but not on a day to day sort of change – I just don’t have enough brain before coffee to make those sorts of choices – but more of a week to week thing. The Gracious Pantry had a whole run of oatmeal add-in suggestions that I still haven’t run through.
I don’t like mushy oatmeal and I’d rather have salt and pepper then sugar and cream. First, coffee, though. No oatmeal before coffee.
Roz Cummins posted this picture today and asked if the coffee maker looked like Darth Vader, to which I replied, “I like my coffee on the Dark Side..” Enough Star Wars.
Back to New Year’s Day.
Since there were more then enough leftovers from the New Year’s Eve Chinese Food Feast at the ancestral home, making MORE food was uncalled for.
Just plain silly.
No need for French Toast or Waffles or any other food.
Carton, carton, what’s in the carton? And there were the things already moved to Tupperware….
There were egg rolls
There were 2 left, so Mum and I each took one. One carton down and out.
Egg foo young (Chinese: 芙蓉蛋; Jyutping: fu4 jung4 daan6*2, also spelled egg fooyung, egg foo yong, or egg fu yung) – thank you Wikipedia
Again, just one, so we each took half. Another carton down.
Chicken fingers and Shrimp fingers. We each took a shrimp – which were pretty dang NOT SMALL, downright JUMBO Shrimp shrimp -and then there were NONE.
I’m starting to get groggy…food coma by association …..there was more ….spare me, spare RIBS – boneless spareribs and VERY tasty.
Between the Jumbo Shrimp and Boneless Ribs, these seeming oxymora are beginning to sound like the opening of a George Carlin routine…
George Carlin 1937-2008
OF course, there were both fried rice AND noodles
Our version had considerably more soy sauce in it creation
These are more chop suey-ish then the noodles on the table…no flowers in our batch
Keep in mind, there are the leftovers.….
There was also some Beef Teriyaki, but that was put aside for my little brother to eat later, which he did.
Chicken Wings – Chinese Chicken Wings. We took one each.
And we heated the plates in the microwave and sat down and ate.
We did not have seconds.
We did have some fruit later, and coffee and charmellas later then that.
While I was there and not stuffing my face, I packed up more of my things to take back to the shiny brand new place. Which included various jars of beans as well as a jar of lentils that I was going to cook for supper.
This looks like my cupboards. I have lived in houses with moths (do not store bird seed in the house, that’s why we have garages and steel cans, people!) and mice and I got tired of feeding both.
Perhaps, because of the Michael Pollan ‘In Defense of Food” that aired in December,
it seems that the internet is full of New Year’s Resolutions
As if you could go out and cook in other peoples house without their invitation or out on the street or ….where else would you be cooking? Because people who go out and cook in kitchens other then their own do it to make a living, not their own meals. Life is not a cooking show.
And I do cook. At home. Sometimes at work, because that’s my job, too. But even my recent spate of ‘not cooking’ still include coffee and oatmeal each morning; supper each night, although a few of them have been tea and toast.
(FLASHBACK: Ma and Pa Flynn used to have tea and toast each afternoon as they watched Merv. I’m becoming my great-grandparents. Without the Merv. )
Merv Griffin . He sang, he danced, he played the piano, he hosted, he created Jeopardy and he married Zsa-Zsa….
But not all of them. I cooked down a 15 pound pumpkin and have had pumpkin and potato frittata as well as just plain pumpkin and potato ‘dish’; I made rice the other night, but that dish also isn’t named, and it wasn’t a recipe per se.
Here’s the directions:
I open the fridge and said to myself, “What’s a deep breath away from compost? What’s a day or two from talking back to me? What’s about to start walking around under it’s own power tonight?? What is that thing behind the egg nog?”
Then, I cooked the things that I had. I started with plain ole white rice cooked in the leftover carrot juice (if you cook carrots in carrot juice they are carroty X ∞ (that’s ‘carrot times infinity’), thank you Kevin from Solstice in Kingston. Cooking veg in veg broth or veg juice incredibly improves them!)
I also had some a deep breath away from perky pea-shoots that we great in salad earlier in the week, but were not quite up to salading again, so I added them in half way through. Topped the whole thing off with a little grated cheese. A lovely contrast of golden/orange rice and greeny greens.If I had to name it, it would be:
Risi e Bisi : Variation for the Autumnal New England Kitchen.
That’s a name that could be twenty bucks a plate.
Or, as I called it : Supper. Actually, I called it, “hmm hm hmmm yum yummm yea” as part of a happy food hum. There was another veg and fruit and pear cider to drink. Hot chocolate with marshmallows later as both the coffee and dessert course.
Not the flashy production values of a new FoodNetwork Show, but pretty tasty and quick and note to myself to try veg juice with rice again.
I did not cook the lentils because….I ate enough food for 2 days. Seriously, I wasn’t very interested in breakfast the day after.
But I don’t have a dainty appetite, and I’ve since recovered.
Now, to make that Egg Nog French Toast…..