Tuesday, January 12, 2010
I didn't really think anything more about it for a while. I certainly didn't feel any cravings. In fact, I purchased two bags of Kisses (one milk and one dark) to take to our "Gaming Party",. thinking that I wouldn't eat any. Here's the interesting thing: I started munching on the dark chocolate kisses that night. I couldn't stop! And the rest of the bag I brought home, I have DEVOURED! It's only the dark ones; the milk chocolate ones just don't do it for me.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Friday, January 8, 2010
I never even heard of fennel until I was an adult, and I don't believe I tasted it until well into my 40's. Thank goodness that first taste of this vegetable (which sort of looks like a cross between a giant leek and celery, with a bushy head of dill weed on top) was in Italy. The Italians know what to do with vegetables: simply roast them until they caramelize. It was love at first bite.
Since then, I've used them a lot in my own cooking. I'm happy that I introduced my mother to fennel (she loved licorice, so it was an instant match.) My stand-by risotto is in fact Fennel Risotto (which is yummy, if I do say so myself.) I hadn't had any in a long while (they didn't serve roasted fennel in the Golden Living Rehab Center, funny enough) so the more I thought about the recipe, the more I craved them.
So, I made "Parmegianno Roasted Fennel & Carrots" today, and boy, did they hit the spot! They were also beautiful to behold (I regret I didn't take a picture before I dove into them.)
So, here is the recipe:
PECORINO-ROASTED FENNEL & CARROTS (okay, right off the bat I substituted Parmigiano Reggiano, which I had, for Pecorino; it worked!)
- 3-4 fennel bulbs, cored, sliced horizontally, plus 2 tsp
- 3-4 large carrots, peeled, cut diagonally into 1/3-inch
- 2 tsp Herbes de Provence
- 1/2 cup grated Pecorino cheese
- 1/3 cup extra virgin olive oil (I used
Meyer Lemon Olive Oil, because I had it, and because I thought it would add to the taste. . . it did!)
- Kosher salt
- Freshly cracked black pepper
Preheat oven to 375 degrees F. Lightly oil a 13 x 9 inch
baking dish. Layer sliced fennel and carrots in dish, sprinkling layers with
salt and pepper. Sprinkle with Herbes, then cheese. Drizzle with the oil. Bake
until veggies are tender and top is golden brown, about 1 1/4 hours. Sprinkle
with fronds and serve. (Great with roast chicken, fish, or just about anything!) (I found this recipe on line, "adapted from Bon Appetit via
I admit that made a smaller portion just for myself (using one fennel bulb and adjusting accordingly.) The roasting made the veggies soft and sweet, and the seasonings just melted into the nutty, slightly licorice-y taste of the fennel. The carrot bits were a good foil for the fennel.
Kind of makes me want to paint a picture of it!
So, that was my snow day treat!
Monday, January 4, 2010
I knew when I got home Saturday night (at a perfectly reasonable midnightish hour) that Sunday was going to be a recovery day; I just didn't realize it would take ALL day and ALL night.
You see, I think my autoimmune disease, polymyositis, combined with the still recovering compoundly-fractured leg, is pulling a double whammy on me. Getting ready for the "gaming" party took a lot out of me; by the time I loaded up my car with all the food, drinks, cooler, ice, etc., my body was hurting. But the comraderie and laughter of the evening helped me overlook all that, But by the time I got home to the quiet of my bedroom, I couldn't ignore it any longer. And boy, did it grab me in a choke hold for a while! Makes me mad.
But, I tell myself, I can't let that get me down. Today is another day; it is cold but gorgeous outside; I have to get dressed and go out for a 2:00 appointment. Let's make this a productive day!
Anyway, the "gaming" party was a success, I think. I know I enjoyed it. A bunch of people like me who enjoy playing board games: we played Clue (I won!), Scrabble, and Trivial Pursuit. And most of all we laughed.
I'm afraid the "Dalton" people outnumbered the others by a large bit, but those intrepid few were made of stout stuff and so were able to handle us. (I don't know what it is about my hometown--- but we gravitate toward one another. Or at least the ones with the same sense of humor and intellectual curiousity seem to do so. I know it seems weird to others. . . heck, it IS weird! But it is very comforting to me in a way. )
The good news, I think, is that some of the attendees enjoyed it to the point that they want to do it again, so maybe someone else will host one before too long! (I'm afraid I don't have enough room here . . . maybe when my studio gets fixed up?)
OK, Del, let's go get dressed and step out to face the world today, before too much more time has slipped by!
Saturday, January 2, 2010
black-eyed peas! But it was nice to not be cooking on New Year's Eve for a