Tag Archives: Gluten free

Cheesy Polenta Chips with Tomato Chutney (or, OMG)

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There’s a lot of OMG at my house these days. One teenager and two tweens leads me and The Author to OMG ourselves into a tizzy at various times of the week, and the children (can I still call them that, despite their protestations of adulthood?) are OMG-ing themselves about us on a regular basis.

Laundry — don’t get me started. Homework — who devised this torture for me? (Er, I mean my children, although one of them in particular ensures that I am as miserable as he is when it’s homework time.) Setting the table. Walking the dog. Emptying the dishwasher. Even watching the telly (or, to be more specific, not only the bickering over who gets to watch what, which has resulted in a rota, but also the time when we will let them watch it, which is only when all the above is done). Everything is fodder for a rolling of the eyes and a declaration of how hard their lives are. On a regular basis, The Author and I sigh and contemplate the liquor cabinet.

But.  Continue reading

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Small Pavlovas with Lemon Curd & Berries (Darkness & Light)

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Ten years ago, we lived in an old wooden farmhouse in Vermont. It sat at the top of a slope that rolled down to a lazy river, and in the middle of the slope was a huge and ancient apple tree, the variety of which we were never able to establish. Long before we had kids, on one of The Author’s birthdays, friends of ours shimmied up the tree and installed a swing for us to play on. The ropes of the swing were about 20 feet long, and because the tree was on a hill, when you swung even a little bit, you all of a sudden were about 8 feet in the air. If you pumped your legs vigorously, enough to get the swing so high that your toes could touch the dangling apples on the branches above, well, you were very high up indeed. It was thrilling, if not a bit terrifying.  Continue reading

Almond Cake with Orange Rose Syrup (or, Who’s complaining?)

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Last night as The Author was preparing dinner, he said, “I don’t actually enjoy cooking anymore.”

I know how he feels.

Around our house, dinner can be a contentious time. The Author and I prefer a more continental dining time, and the kids prefer – well, I don’t actually know what they prefer half the time. When we try to get dinner on the table at a reasonable hour (that would be 7:30 for us), they complain that they don’t want to eat that early. When we lag behind and get dinner on the table late (sometimes as late as 9:00), they complain about the food.

It seems we are raising a household of complainers. Continue reading

Harissa, Rose Petals & Cereal Woes (a snapshot of life)

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The other morning the Oldest and the Son were having breakfast and the subject of cereal came up. Or perhaps I should tell it like it is. They were arguing over who owns the cereal. Continue reading

Week 18 2016

One of the seasonal menus from last week:

Tunisian Tomato & Chickpea Soup (V, GF)
Purple Sprouting Broccoli with Sautéed, Olives, Garlic & Lemon (V, GF)
Roasted Potatoes with Harissa (V, GF)
Spring Onion Rolls (V)
Green Salad (V, GF)
Blondies

(If the dishes have a link to a recipe, they are underlined.
If they are not underlined, I’ll do my best to get them on here!)

Week 17 2016

One of the seasonal menus from this week:

Miso Soup with Tofu & Julienned Vegetables (GF, V)
Sesame Peanut Noodles with Purple Sprouting Broccoli (GF, V)
Spicy Cucumber & Cashew Salad (GF, V)
Green Salad & Vinaigrette (GF, V)

(If the dishes have a link to a recipe, they are underlined.
If they are not underlined, I’ll do my best to get them on here!)