• the quotidian (5.9.22)

    Quotidian: daily, usual or customary;
    everyday; ordinary; commonplace

    Heavy haul.

    Mmmmmm.

    Trimmed.

    Wedding chili, still.

    Seasonal eating.

    My younger son is on a mushroom-growing (and jerky-making) bender.

    Sweetness.

    A hard day’s evidence.

    He finally got his pony!

    The graduate (wearing her old gown that’s two sizes too small for him).

    And then she snapped one of us.

    This same time, years previous: where in the world, our sweet Francie, settling in, the quotidian (5.8.17), Moroccan carrot and chickpea salad, rhubarb crunch vanilla ice cream, how it is, black bean and sweet potato chili, the family reunion of 2012.

  • weekend watch, #8

    This cobbler is ridiculously easy. Seriously.

    (Don’t forget the ice cream.)

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    After the cheese party, the cheezer felt so empty! (Which was good.) This particular day, I reorganized it and flipped all the cheeses.

    (When I re-packed the Derby, I tasted a sliver and it was soooo good. But that Colby? Pure rubber. I think I need to dial back the rennet next time.)

    Have a good weekend! xo

  • eat more spinach!

    I usually keep a couple cartons of frozen chopped spinach on hand, but getting it from freezer to cook pot always feels like a bit of a production.

    First, it needs to thaw, and since it’s basically a block of green ice, that takes awhile. Then the soggy spinach has to be squeezed and drained, which kinda makes a mess of my strainer and sink. And then, since by that point the spinach has turned into a solid baseball-sized lump, I have to break it into little pieces again. It’s not a terrible problem — and it’s certainly easier than growing and blanching it — but it is a deterrent.

    Enter my latest brilliant idea: to do the frozen spinach prep — in bulk! 

    Here’s how it goes. I thaw a whole bunch of boxes all at the same time, do the drain-squeeze-shred thing, and then I place the bits of shredded spinach on a parchment-lined baking tray and flash freeze it. Once frozen, I re-package the spinach into zip-lock bags and re-freeze. Stored like so, I can grab as much (or as little) spinach as I want, and on a whim, too. 

    I’m loving the upgrade. Now that I’ve got spinach that’s accessible and easy (and cheap!), I pop it into white sauces, soups, quiches, scrambled eggs, whatever! Next up, green smoothies with frozen spinach. (I always thought one needed fresh spinach for smoothies, but I just took a quick whirl around the internets and learned that, according to some, frozen spinach is even better than fresh. Who knew!)

    I realize my excitement might seem a little outsized — this is just spinach, after all — but it’s the little things. And spinach at the ready all the time is pretty darn awesome.

    This same time, years previous: milk, anzac biscuits, with my children, stages of acting, the quotidian (5.4.15), the quotidian (5.5.14), creamy avocado macaroni and cheese, rhubarb diaquiri.