I cooked a lot this weekend.
I also went running, thought about hanging pictures on the walls of our apartment and didn’t, visited a farmers market, and agonized over emails. I know. I also helped out G, who hurt his back running on Friday. I’m a big help. Especially when I spaz out and shake his chair around when I get excited about something. I do that frequently. Run over and grab the back of his computer chair and yell, “Look at my Facebook status update” and swivel him around. I can’t help myself! Just kidding. I’m not really a big help. But I made him brownies!
Brownies look better by daylight. But these were GOOD. I got the recipe from Joy the Baker. She knows EVERYTHING you ever need to know about baking. G’s back felt miraculously cured after eating 1 (or 3) of these. Ok, no it didn’t. But I think he liked them.
I also made salad. Life can’t be all brownies, all the time.
Very healthy! Spinach and radicchio and radishes courtesy of my treks to the farmers markets of Seattle. Mango and avocado courtesy of driving to the grocery store (again! I know, so lazy). Recipe courtesy of Real Age. I took the Real Age test. My Real Age is 26. Thank goodness. My real real age is also 26. I was worried I was in for another Wii Fit experience when they told me I was essentially 48.
And I made Indian food! Told you I cooked a lot this weekend!
Indian food requires lots of onions and lots of spices. This was my best attempt at cholle, which has chickpeas in it. I used canned tomatoes and pureed the tomato/onion mixture before adding the chickpeas. Much saucier!
I think this was pre-puree. Sometimes when I cook my hands get covered in gunk and I don’t want to touch my camera. So I tend to document ingredients, and sometimes finished products, but not the process. I took a lot of radicchio glamour shots before making the salad.
It’s pretty stuff. RADicchio! Ha!
After the fruit and veggie extravaganza at the farmers market we went to a bar and drank beers and played Battleship. I LOST. My little tugboat held out for a long time though.
I’d like to think of myself as a tough tugboat sometimes. Pulling others through trying times with brownies and cholle and flowers. Ok, the flowers were all for me. But the food and desserts are for sharing!