I often have soup for breakfast, and I appreciate really good, homemade soup. But the last time I was at the grocery store, a package of instant miso soup caught my eye. I like miso soup and it suddenly sounded like a good thing to eat for breakfast (I am not a bacon and eggs kind of girl–when I go out for breakfast with friends I order a cup of earl grey tea and a tuna sandwich–breakfast of champions). So I bought an envelope to try.
Which is still, as I write this, trickling down my sink drain. OMG, that was nasty stuff. I didn’t make it through the first spoonful.
But now I have an unsatisfied craving to deal with. I’m tempted just to take some veggie or chicken broth, stir in a big spoonful of miso (a staple in my fridge) and add some cut up mushrooms. But it can’t be that easy, can it? Anyone have a good recipe?
Blech, blech, blech. Now I have to go rinse out my mouth with the quintessential Drain-O for humans: diet coke.
My nephew was born on Thanksgiving day, so I always think of it as his birthday even when the 23rd falls a bit short of the actual day. As a college student at my alma mater, he’s having a ball this year living in an actual house instead of a dorm, and is taking advantage of having access to a real kitchen and learning to make some of his favorite foods. He and I share a predilection for Indian food of all sorts, so for his birthday this year I put together a little package to help him along in his culinary education:
- A copy of Madhur Jaffrey’s Quick and Easy Indian Cooking
- A selection of the spices and herbs needed for Indian cooking
- A neat little box (courtesy of the beading section of a craft store) to hold the latter
- A small mortar and pestle
- A baggie of nice Darjeeling tea and a tea infuser
- A bag of basmati rice
- A bag of fresh ginger
[For a more readable look at just what I included, take a peek at a larger version of this photo on my Flickr site.]
In return I’ve extracted a promise from him that he’ll cook me a meal when I visit him at school one of these days. Hey, a present’s not a present unless there are strings attached, right?
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Tagged birthday, cooking, Darjeeling, gifts, Indian food, Madhur Jaffrey, presents, Quick and Easy Indian Cooking, Sewanee, spices, tea, University of the South
It’s almost three in the afternoon on Christmas day. I’ve switched from the champagne we had with our cinnamon rolls this morning to my usual diet Coke. The Better Half is reading his new fishing books and nursing a last glass of champagne. Both kids have gone back to sleep, one in bed and one on the sofa. The fire is burning steadily. We have talked on the phone with the southern relatives and will call the west coast in a little while. And I’m thinking of moseying into the kitchen to start the batter for the Yorkshire pudding (the Better Half’s family are English and Welsh) but I’m not really moving yet.
The gifts were lovely–art books and gift certificates from the local diner from the Better Half (who I hope will join me for breakfast with them), wonderful papers to play with, a book by the Dalai Lama from First Child, a Gorillapod for my camera (which looks like–and has been pressed into service as–an advance guard for the Martian invasion, but which holds the camera exactly where you’d like it to be held), a gigantic block of caramel (thanks to Second Child, who never got that pony and knows a “what I really always wanted” wish when she hears one), chocolate, a lovely Chinese brush for painting . . . this was supposed to be a very low key Christmas (there’s that economy thing, you know) but everything was so lovingly chosen that I’m feeling entirely spoiled.
And–oh, yeah–in keeping with a true Welsh Dylan Thomas Christmas, “the dog was sick.”*
My gratitude and best wishes to readers who come this way–looking forward to having you back again in the new year. Here’s hoping for good health, safety, and happiness for all. And a much more peaceful and sensible world, even though it will take lots of patience and perseverance to undo the damage done. I think we’re finally ready to start.
*Don’t worry about him–he’s fine now. He has a history of overindulging and this time it serves him right for scarfing down ALL of the leftover pea soup and ham and cheese biscuits we brought home from a beautiful dinner party last night.
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Tagged angel, art, Christmas, dogs, fiesta ware, gifts, ornaments, presents, Sewanee, teacup, University of the South