Did not feel so well plus the fact that I had only gotten up at 9:30 because I had worked from 2:00 to 4:30 in the morning after a “short nap” which was supposed to be for about an hour at 10:30 pm. I wasn’t really hungry, but I felt like preparing two pieces of grilled toast (Challah light brown in butter in THE pan). Browned wherever the butter was (your imagination can do it better than it actually looked). I just melted the butter and threw the bread in and turned it once or twice. Then… guess what?… I sliced some raw red onion on top of one of the pieces, put some hummus mixed with tahini topped with olive oil beside them, and prepared a cup of instant sweet potato soup. For dessert, I had a handful of walnuts (for you know what), a piece of the candy bar my nephew gave to me, and, of course, a cup of coffee. Now if that doesn’t cure me, nothing will. They say “starve a fever and feed a cold” (or the other way around). I decided to feed whatever I had. If anyone asks to see a picture, I will try to recreate it but by then I will be well so it might not turn out the same way. Feeling is everything.
Wow, that tastes terrible!
[photo to come or not in this case] That was terrible. I cooked it. I thought it would be eatable. After the first bite, I put catsup on it. And you know that that means failure for me. Not that I don’t like catsup. Its great. But it should be spelled catchup for what it tries to do for dishes which by themselves do not make it. But I ran out of it and could not finish the meal. That is unheard of. So it was voted out by a panel of very qualified judges. My stomach, my taste buds, my sense of fairness and forgiveness, and last, my heart to see such good ingredients by themselves not make it in combination. If you are wondering what it was, it was a fried cutlet on a monster bun with crushed tomato sauce mixed with mushroom soup mix topped with diced onions and parmesan cheese – and catsup (but not enough). In all fairness, a better cook than I could have made that combination into a delicacy (without the monster bun of course).
Simple nut pancake made of egg and flour with water (or milk). Very thin batter. Egg holds it together. If more marriages…… awe forget it. Fried in butter. Not turned until after you think it should be. For the one who loves nuts. Cashews, walnuts, pecans washed and boiling water poured over. With fake maple syrup.
Stir fried cabbage, seedless grapes, caraway seeds, sweet chili sauce, and the real topper – ground cinnamon. Do not use me as a reference until you have tried it. I really enjoyed the treat. Seedless grapes are specified because you can get confused with the caraways and you really have to trust in your internal system to know the difference. Came home from the super and this was cooking before I started putting the food away. I don’t mess around when I’m hungry. I looked at the cabbage and I looked at the grapes. Today they just went together without a moments hesitation. I put some other spices in but the chili cancelled them out. this deserves a fork. The one you eat it with.