(Scrolls - I´m seeing a pattern here: deep fried apple ones from the bakery and a tiny tray of miso cheddar buns sprinkled with with black sesame seeds from an issue of LUNCH LADY
(also it looks like I only want to eat green pasta these days)

I´m always flushed with relief when someone else but me cancels a meeting, then I feel lighthearted and do something silly, like getting a scoop of Bacio ice cream while a cute couple enjoying the sun watches my packed bike. That bag of very unwholesome tipo 0 flour from the Italian super market I only get because of the tacky packaging and because it makes me dream of being someone entirely different, a person who travels to Italy and eats only cakes and bread made of white flour without blinking an eye.

The change of seasons, the white-haired lady selling tiny dark grapes at the farmers market, a certain combination of spices - all of this makes me think a lot about that VISIT from a handful of "internet friends" a couple of years ago and when I tell NINA about it she writes that she is so amazed how carefree we have been back then - so much has happened since. I do miss that ease and those girls. So much seems to be so far away, so very much out of reach. Looking at my full closet I think about giving a lot of the clothes away or selling them, but in the end I can only part with very few items - my mum says she keeps so many pieces just to remember things. And I want that too, everything else goes, to make new memories with my sisters and friends.

There sits a heavy fog all over town in the mornings and it takes almost all day to finally lift and reveal a blue sky, it makes me feel a bit dizzy. Some days we only get about two hours of light before the fog closes in again, right before the sun sets - I go out anyway that evening. The light my bike headlights casts comes alive, consisting of myriads of minuscule dancing water drops - it doesn´t feel scary but safe, riding in the dark being wrapped up in a wet coat. My back hates it though and acts out like crazy.

At the flea market I find a rose quartz candle holder and now I light a bees wax candle in it every night, hoping for calming esoteric stone powers to make me be at ease. W says it hurts his heart to see precious stones cut and wasted so crudely, but I am so drawn to theses things and tell myself it is okay to get them second hand. Also I´m planing a collection of those SALT LAMPS, electrical or lit by candles - since everyone seems to want to get rid of them, you can find some on every single fleamarket, so this shouldn´t take too long.

Things I have in my fridge:
at least 3 tubs of Greek style sheep yoghurt at all times - that is six days of breakfast taken care of
frozen blueberries
ice packs for emergencies that are hopefully never happening
a bottle of linseed oil
ghee - not into the taste lately
Andechser cream cheese, as a base coat for rustic savoury or sweet galettes (made at least twice a week)
bits of cheese (putting cheap Emmentaler on top of these galettes ruins everything, definitely the wrong way to save money)
a packet of miso (when it´s not in my parents´ fridge - we share)
a tiny half full bottle of white wine that must have gone sour by now, since i´m currently not that into risotto style rice puddings
very long lasting feta cheese in case there is nothing else around
capers in salt (what do I do with them?! ideas please!!!)
jar of canned lingonberries, to go into cakes, quark and of course on top of those galettes
half a jar of rose hip jam, I think it needs to be thrown out
Crema Aceto Balsamico, since I found out it needs to be stored in the fridge
tube of tomato paste
a frozen log of peanut sandie dough from Ottolenghi´s "Sweet", when a pat of butter needed using up but I didn´t want to eat any cookies
lately some ready made chocolate pudding since I want some, but simple can´t be bothered making it from scratch
farmers market loot, depending on the season

How come I have never roasted the SEEDS when eating pumpkin?!
MARGARET ATWOOD on her tiny Canadian Island
somehow GOLUBKA KITCHEN pulls at my heart strings right now
of course I´m really into THE LITTLE LIBRARY CAFE

2 Kommentare:

  1. Yes! I am also really into The Little Library Cafe - it's changed how I notice food in books too...

    For the capers (if you haven't yet tired of one pot pasta), get some anchovies and make pasta puttanesca. It's very satisfying.

    And while on the topic of food and books and Ottolenghi, there's a very good carrots and mung bean and feta salad in Plenty More... Xx

    1. thank you so much for your ideas!

      into a one pot pasta they go - how can one ever tire of such a thing! I´d recommend making a huge batch with leftovers to heat up another day - it´s even better that way!

      and i will take a look at that salad very soon!