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I have no good reason to want to make this recipe for candied whole oranges - https://cooking.nytimes.com/recipes/1020812-cold-candied-oranges - but something about the glistening orbs calls to me. When i was in graduate school, i started making candied orange peel. (I considered "very waste not, want not" a guide.) I did a lovely job until someone asked me how i did it. In trying to keep track of sugar amounts and so on instead of just going by the instincts i'd built up i made a huge mess of the kitchen and my batch failed. I don't think i've made candied orange peel since living in Philly.
This past weekend i roasted Anaheim peppers and tomatillos and made a chiles rellenos casserole. I'd made enchilada sauce on Friday and topped the casserole with that. So yum, so much cheese, but so yum. The Anaheim are hotter than Hatch, and i've needed generous sour cream dollops to ease the heat. Next time, i'll remove the seeds.
When i roasted and peeled the peppers, i looked at that pile of peel and felt it had more to give. I've made a stock with the peels and some onions. It will go into a lunch time soup.
I am having a hard time getting started on making a rye loaf - the holidays were too busy, and it's become a big fuss in my mind. I need to get past that: i miss the rye at breakfast.
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Yesterday i savored a bit of the sense of mastery at work, as i participated in a few meetings.
I made myself go outside at dusk, against a large, "I don'wanna, it's COLD, pout." I did a little weeding, a little playing with Carrie, and used the flame weeder when i could see little red embers everywhere after i passed. We'd had almost an inch of rain the night before, so it was a good time to use it. The dusk was just on the edge of too dark for any precision work. I guess i could wear a head lamp if i wanted to use it in the dusk again, because seeing the embers -- embers implies chunks of charred wood from a fire, and this is things like tiny leaf stems glowing red after the flame passed over them, but the stem did not ignite itself. It was good, too, to go out.
I'm feeling far behind in much. Not sure how to catch up. Bits of concern and urgency here and there. But going outside was taking care of myself, and rueing the -- inactivity -- over the weekend won't help. And, hey, i did cook a yummy meal over the weekend.
This past weekend i roasted Anaheim peppers and tomatillos and made a chiles rellenos casserole. I'd made enchilada sauce on Friday and topped the casserole with that. So yum, so much cheese, but so yum. The Anaheim are hotter than Hatch, and i've needed generous sour cream dollops to ease the heat. Next time, i'll remove the seeds.
When i roasted and peeled the peppers, i looked at that pile of peel and felt it had more to give. I've made a stock with the peels and some onions. It will go into a lunch time soup.
I am having a hard time getting started on making a rye loaf - the holidays were too busy, and it's become a big fuss in my mind. I need to get past that: i miss the rye at breakfast.
--== ∞ ==--
Yesterday i savored a bit of the sense of mastery at work, as i participated in a few meetings.
I made myself go outside at dusk, against a large, "I don'wanna, it's COLD, pout." I did a little weeding, a little playing with Carrie, and used the flame weeder when i could see little red embers everywhere after i passed. We'd had almost an inch of rain the night before, so it was a good time to use it. The dusk was just on the edge of too dark for any precision work. I guess i could wear a head lamp if i wanted to use it in the dusk again, because seeing the embers -- embers implies chunks of charred wood from a fire, and this is things like tiny leaf stems glowing red after the flame passed over them, but the stem did not ignite itself. It was good, too, to go out.
I'm feeling far behind in much. Not sure how to catch up. Bits of concern and urgency here and there. But going outside was taking care of myself, and rueing the -- inactivity -- over the weekend won't help. And, hey, i did cook a yummy meal over the weekend.