Started out making pot roast sandwiches, but there was only enough baguette left for one
So I made some rice noodles someone boiled last night but didn’t use into indian hakka noodles since I had all the makings for a change - cabbage, carrots, peppers.
Pretty good (so was the sandwich - I snuck a bite).
I used up leftover indian-style cabbage in some dumplings (muthiya) - mix of flours/grains (finger millet, whole wheat, quinoa), topped up the seasoning, and dolloped onto steaming trays. Then tempered them after they were done.
Quick, tasty, homey. But next time I’ll cook the quinoa first, I didn’t love the texture.
Have been walking in another woods lately. It’s a military training terrain, big paths for military vehicles and the paths are very sandy. Have to wear walking shoes with ankle support to hike around here. Chinooks and “normal helicopters” fly very low overhead constantly it’s almost like being on the set of a Vietnam war film.
Ammo boxes and spent ammo are dumped thoughtlessly next to a tree near the path. This is one, but there are at least 5 other in the same spot! I have been thinking maybe I will send this photo to the department of defence. They are supposed to take all this back to the base and properly dispose of it.
One kilo of shrimps. Took me 2 hours to peel them all. The shells make fantastic soup stock. I saw the price in Lyon, France and Brussels, Belgium… 3 times as much. But then we have the biggest shrimp fleet and transport/distribution distance is much closer.
We are in the middle of a 4 week partial “lockdown”, already 1,5 weeks in now. Visual guidance (approach lighting system) at the airport was on and you see a plane in the background. Photo taken just before the “lockdown”. Intense flashing lights were still on then.
We lived near an Army base west of Boston and frequently saw paratroopers parachuting out of low flying planes from our backyard…no ordinances though. Now we live on Cape Cod, and they still find unexploded ordinances from WWII.
I spread some Fix and Fogg maple pb on these pumpkin muffins and shared them with my 6 year old neighbor during his guitar lesson. We share a love of pb and guitar.