Nurinperinpäivä
A Topsy-Turvy Day
Eilinen paljasti luonteensa heti aamulla, kun lapioin naamaan yövoidetta päivävoiteen sijasta. Muutenhan asialla ei olisi minkään valtakunnan merkitystä, mutta kun siinä päivävoiteessa on iso aurinkosuojakerroin ja yövoiteessa tietenkään ei.
Tästä viisastuneena en ottanut käsille mitään haastavaa, vaan puuhailin pientä: päivitin nettisivuja, soitin pari puhelua, siivosin jääkaapin ja otin vastaan viikon vihannestoimituksen. Edellisviikostakin oli vielä jäljellä iso kasa porkkanoita, muutama kesäkurpitsa sekä munakoiso.
Päivitin blogia - sivupalkin seurantalista kaipasi remonttia, mutta Ikkunaiineksen pohdiskelut ovipielilistoista olivat saaneet odottelemaan jonkinlaista henkilökohtaista ahaa-elämystä. Eilen se sitten tuli, ja päätin kopioida sivupalkkiin kohtuullisen lyhykäisen Blogilistan suosikkilistani orjallisesti ja mitään salaamatta (Kuka teki huorin -blogi poistui jo aikaa sitten kun se päivittyi niin laiskanlaisesti). Ratkaisun (ainoa?) paras puoli on, että uskallan jättää listan hetkeksi omiin hoteisiinsa, sillä Blogilistan seurannan kautta huomaan hetimiten, jos joku sympaattinen henkilö vastoin odotuksia muuttaa bloginsa skientologian tai uusnatsismin propagandakanavaksi.
Selaimen kirjanmerkkiosastolla pidän toista suosikkilistaani. Näin pidän kurissa päivittäin seurattavien määrää, etteivät päivät kulu kokonaan blogosfäärissä. Kirjanmerkeissä on kolmisenkymmentä innostavaa blogia, joita katson noin kerran viikossa tai kahdessa lueskellen rauhassa vanhempiakin merkintöjä. Ne eivät sopineet ahaa-elämyksen raameihin, joten niistä pitänee kirjoittaa tuonnempana.
Takaisin ylijäämäporkkanoihin. Päätin tehdä porkkanalaatikkoa, kun oli se joulukin tulossa. Panin riisit kiehumaan ja raastoin porkkanat. Kotiruoka-kirjasta löytyi ohje. Tajusin, etten ole aiemmin tehnyt jouluksi porkkanalaatikkoa, ja ihmettelin miksi. Oivalsin pian, etten oikeastaan ollenkaan pidä porkkanalaatikosta, eikä vahvoihin makuihin mieltynyt puolisokaan siihen varmasti ihastuisi.
Vihelsin pelin poikki. Mitä voi tehdä puolitekoisesta riisipuurosta ja kulhollisesta raastettua porkkanaa? Vaihdoin projektin päämäärää lennossa ja teinkin sämpylöitä. Jauhoiksi pelkkää vehnää, päälle munaa ja seesaminsiemeniä. Tuli kauniita ja syömäkelpoisia.
Ylijäämävihanneksien joukossa on usein myös parsakaalia. Pastanjauhantaa-ruokablogin kautta löytynyt maailman helppotekoisin parsakaalikeitto teki selvää viime viikon kaaliannoksesta tuoreeltaan. Juustona reilut kimpaleet yrttiöljyssä maannutta pehmeää vuohenjuustoa. Seuraavalla kerralla keittänen parsakaalit kanaliemessä, siitä voisi saada liemeen vähän ruokaisamman fiiliksen. Hyvää veteenkin tehtynä, mutta suolaa ei kannata säästellä, eikä pippuria. Leipänä omatekoinen focaccia (summittainen ohje alla englanninkielisessä pätkässä).
Illalla edelleen rytmistäni seonneena hellin ihoani aurinkosuojan sisältävällä päivävoiteella. Mies tajusi siinä vaiheessa, että nyt taitaa olla tytöllä vaikeat päivät, kaatoi yömyssyksi lasiin Laphroaigh-viskiä (jota näköjään juodaan myös täällä), istutti sohvalle ja luki sonetin.
Everything was not quite going my way yesterday. The first omen was when I caught myself spreading night cream on my face in the morning. It would not matter a bit otherwise, but the day cream has the sun protection factor.
I wisely put aside any projects that might require the use of standard brain capacity. I pottered about, made a few phone calls, updated websites. Annik brought this week's bag of organic vegetables. Because of the trip to Adelaide, we had quite a bit left from last week. Carrots especially had been piling up, so I decided to bake a carrot stew, a Finnish christmas dish that involves grated carrots, boiled rice and nutmeg - this is something you have with ham.
I looked up the recipe and got started. I put the rice boiling and grated a handsome amount of carrots. None of this had a particularly familiar feeling about it, and I started to think I had never made the dish before. And then I realised why: I don't particularly like carrot stew. I couldn't see my husband falling in love with it either, as it doesn't taste much like anything at all.
What can you do with a bowl of grated carrots and a pot of rice pudding? I re-evaluated the situation and made bread rolls instead. I brushed the rolls with egg and sprinkled sesame seeds on top - anybody would have thought it was a secret family recipe. They tasted fine, too.
Another vegetable that we seem to have an oversupply of is broccoli. Luckily, a Finnish food blog recently posted a recipe for an incredibly easy soup (pictured) that involves boiled broccoli, salt, pepper and slices of goat cheese. Takes about 10 minutes to prepare! We had the soup with some rosemary focaccia that had been waiting in the freezer since I made some to take to Celeste's a couple of weeks ago. Someone asked for the recipe of the focaccia that night, so here it is. I am sorry I can't give any amounts when it comes to flour - you just need to know when to stop adding it, so as not to make the dough too heavy:
Make a yeast dough: 0.5 litre lukewarm water, 50 g fresh baker's yeast, 1 tbsp of sugar, 1-2 tsp of salt, plenty of chopped, fresh rosemary (and other herbs), 1/3 cup of oil - less will do, plain flour. Raise in a bowl, knead and form 2 square, flat breads, raise again, prick with your finger here and there, brush with olive oil, sprinkle sea salt flakes & rosemary needles on top, bake. Eat fresh, great with dips.
In the evening I was still doing things in a backward manner. I wound up my day by pasting day cream with SPF 15 on my face. The seriousness of the situation was thus revealed to the rest of the household, and I was handed a small glass of Laphroaig and taken by the hand to the sofa in back room to listen to a Shakespeare Sonnet.
Comments - Kommentit
DATE: 11:08 PM
I have heard you sing "Days like this" (Van Morrison). Being a melancholic myself, I always thought that it referred to days like yours of yesterday. Andy told me that it was written about good days.Anyway, it is good that you have a "carer" to guide you gently towards the couch on "days like this", and then present you with a small glass of Laphroaig. It is even better that he "cares", of course. DenisPS: what happened to the soggy carrots? Did they end up in the bread? If not, the grey horse with the blinkers (the star of many of your foggy day photos) might have appreciated them. DenisPPS:In case this prints the time as 4:03 a.m., as it is threatening to do, I insist that I am actually writing it at 11:05 p.m. DJW
Posted by: Denis Wilson | February 23, 2006 06:17 PM
DATE: 11:11 PM
The "time tag" got it right after all, I see.Denis
Posted by: Denis Wilson | February 23, 2006 06:17 PM
DATE: 11:55 PM
How nice to be an immortal beloved!We used to have chicken with carrot sauce on Thursdays (or maybe Tuesdays; there was a T involved, anyway). Totally disgusting. Do you know what whizzed up carrot mush looks like to an eight year old? Urgh.
Posted by: Sigh (you will observe that apart from bracketed tangents my names | February 23, 2006 06:17 PM
DATE: 12:02 AM
Also observe my restraint from swapping recipes. But if I WERE to indulge... would you prefer Impossible Pie, Mock Chicken, or Jessie Sand Cake? All of which are Clarence River classics!Personally I find the names to be almost as good as the food itself. The same with birds (apostle birds, tree martins, striated pardalote, spiny-cheeked honey-eaters...); Michael Ondaatje has a similar thing with insects in In The Skin of A Lion. Page 9 in the version I have - "Having given them fictional names he will learn their formal titles as if perusing the guest list for a ball - the Spur-throated Grasshopper! The Archbishop of Canterbury!"
Posted by: aside (and I was trying so hard to be succinct, too) | February 23, 2006 06:17 PM
DATE: 1:53 AM
Blogissasi on ilahduttava vihreä oksa ja tiuku. Ainoa, joka tekee jouluvalmisteluja meidän talossa on toistaiseksi joulukaktus, joka työntää esille muhkeita nuppuja ja reheviä kukkia.
Posted by: Blogisisko | February 23, 2006 06:17 PM
DATE: 4:07 AM
Hyvä idea tuo luomuvihannesten kotiinkuljetus. Meilläkin voisi olla moiselle tarvetta - tosin voi olla, ettei tämä teidän tavarantoimittaja kuljettaisi ihan tänne Ouluun asti. :)Tuo parsakaalin kanaliemessä keittäminen oli muuten hyvä idea, pitääpä painaa mieleen. Kiitos hauskasta kirjoituksesta!
Posted by: Rosmariini | February 23, 2006 06:17 PM
DATE: 6:56 AM
There must be something about Dec 14th that affects the brain - could it be the imminent approach of the 'festive' season?This morning I made the third batch of sweet pastry (used for the dozens of mince pies that are required)but this time I forgot the baking powder and the salt until it was already 'standing' in the fridge. I got it out again, sliced the large mound into four,sprinkled it with baking powder and salt and kneaded it vigorously before returning it to the fridge. Will anyone be able to tell I wonder and who cares anyway? My carer was busy watching Ceefax at the time!
Posted by: Marford | February 23, 2006 06:17 PM
DATE: 10:00 AM
Denis, grated carrot works very well in bread rolls. But I'll remember the horses (yours as well as the one next door) next time.Anonymous-in-residence: you'll have to decide which recipe we need for the festive season. Or you could post on a day until the 25th!Blogisisko, tiuku on vähän rähjäisen näköinen, ja niin on koko talous. Ehkä ihme vielä tapahtuu ennen joulua.Rosmariini, vihanneskuljetuksesta on tullut pieni päänvaiva ylijäämien vuoksi. Toisaalta syömme paljon enemmän vihanneksia kuin aikaisemmin, ja sosekeittohan syntyy aina jos ei muuta keksi.Marjorie, I had to ask Andy to explain Ceefax. And I need to be honest, Andy does most of the cooking, only he does not tell the whole world every time he cooks!
Posted by: ah | February 23, 2006 06:17 PM
DATE: 12:07 PM
Hi Marford.It might be the "Full Moon effect" (with apologies to Graham Connors). Certainly there was "Something in the Air". Denis
Posted by: Denis Wilson | February 23, 2006 06:17 PM
DATE: 6:25 AM
Denis,Funny you shpould mention the moon effect because we in the UK had a phenomenon last night which will not be seen again for another 19/20 years. The full moon was directly overhead at midnight, so it looked much larger than usual and its features were very clear - ddn't see the man though!I descended fom my bed to view this, as we had been told to do so by various astronomers - and disturbed my carer who was watching snooker and drinking whisky - but only the blended variety - aah!
Posted by: Marford | February 23, 2006 06:17 PM
DATE: 2:51 AM
Hi Marford.Interesting that the moon was so perfectly "centred" for you - all the better to work its special magic.Aah, Laphroaig is better for these special occasions. I hope you were offered some of the blend, none the less.
Posted by: Denis Wilson | February 23, 2006 06:17 PM