• the quotidian (9.21.20)

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

    A working breakfast: my husband says I’m spoiled.


    Confirmed: it’s a strong starter!


    Krispy Kremes, dived.

     

    My younger son attempted to repurpose a few in a Dutch Puff. . . and failed. Way too sweet. 



    Bringing home the bacon. Or the watermelon, as it were. 

    Two breasts!


    Her school commute. 


    Mac Pack

    Labor Day Weekend, COVID Edition.

    Homemade light powered by a solar-panel and car battery. 

    Kitchen window turned COVID confessional (haha). 

    Now that he’s got 4-ply masks from his clinicals, he occasionally graces us with his presence indoors.


    Last Sunday of summer: Hello, Fall!


    Another day, another sunset.

    photo credit: my younger son

    This same time, years previous: family night, bottle calves, cast iron skillet steak, black bean and veggie salad, stop and sink, in defense of battered kitchen utensils, baking with teachers.

  • saag (sort of) paneer

    Yesterday after a morning of writing, I heated up my lunch of leftovers and drove over to my mom’s to sit on her porch in the sun and eat it. While I shoveled my spinach and rice into my mouth (first setting aside a sample for her to taste), she scurried around, collecting her lunch, making coffee, running back into the house for brownies and chocolate, shouting at my dad to tie Buster before he drove off, untying Buster after Dad drove off, and so on. We sat there on the porch for a long time, sipping coffee and running our mouths about all sorts of things: writing, books, food, friends, kids, the works. 

    “You have to post about that spinach stuff,” she said when I was leaving. “And if you don’t post about it soon, please send me the recipe.”

    Which was just the incentive I needed to get back to this space. Thanks, Mom.



    I’ve made this spinach dish — saag paneer, but bastardized à la Priya Krishna of Indian-ish Cookbook fame — two times now. The first time I used whole coriander seeds, as Priya said, but they didn’t blend up in the food processor so it was like eating a delicious gravy that’d been mixed with dozens of little pebbles. The kids were not impressed.
























    But the flavor was good! So I made it again, this time using ground coriander instead of the seeds — much better. 
























    Spinach and Feta Cooked Like Saag Paneer

    Adapted from Indian-ish by Priya Krishna.

    To make your own ground coriander, toast a few tablespoons of coriander in a dry cast-iron skillet until the seeds have darkened a couple shades and are fragrant. Poor into a separate bowl and cool to room temp. Grind in a coffee grinder or blender. 

    Also, I’m not convinced that the cumin needs to be cooked separately and added last, along with the red pepper. Why not toss them in at the beginning along with the coriander and cardamom?

    6 tablespoons olive oil, divided

    2 tablespoons ground coriander

    ¼ teaspoon ground cardamom

    1 medium onion, rough-chopped

    1 tablespoon (maybe more) fresh ginger, rough-minced

    1-2 garlic cloves, minced

    1 pound fresh spinach

    1 tablespoon fresh lime juice, about half of one lime

    1-2 teaspoons minced jalapeno

    1 teaspoon salt

    6 ounces feta cut into ½-inch cubes

    1 teaspoon cumin seeds

    ¼ teaspoon red pepper flakes

    Heat ¼ cup of the olive oil In a large soup pan. Add the coriander and cardamom and cook for 1-2 minutes. Add the onion, reduce heat, and cook for 5-8 minutes until soft. Add ginger and garlic and cook for one more minute. Add the spinach and cook until wilted. Turn off the heat and add the jalapeno, salt, and lime juice. 

    Transfer the spinach to a food processor and pulse until nearly smooth (a little chunkiness is fine). Transfer the spinach mixture to a suitable kettle (the original one will feel much too big), add ½ cup of water, and gently stir in the chunks of feta. Cook on low heat for another five minutes, stirring carefully every couple minutes until the cheese has softened and everything is nice and hot. 

    In a separate small kettle, heat the remaining 2 tablespoons of olive oil and toss in the cumin seed. Simmer briefly, just until the seeds begin to brown, and then add the red pepper and pour the mixture into the spinach sauce. 

    Serve with rice, dhal, pita, chicken, whatever. 


    This same time, years previous: a hernia, hip-hip, coco, lemony mashed potato salad, what they talked about, nectarine bourbon pie, playing catch-up, regretful wishing, ketchup, two ways.

  • the quotidian (8.31.20)

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

    Peanut Butter Cream: I can hardly stand the wait. 

    Off-the-cuff summer supper.

    Nectarine galette.

    Fruit face.

    A cute wee box of veggies. 

    And a few more.

    We aren’t the only ones benefitting from our daughter’s farm job.

    The college guys heard we had one hamburger left over from supper. 

    Setting up my new phone for me: I (literally and accidentally) composted the old one.

    He understands things I don’t. 

    This same time, years previous: it all adds up, they’re getting it, the new bakery, walking the line, oatmeal jacked up, roasted tomato sauce, canned tomatoes, classic pesto.