As reluctant as I am to admit such things, I have been feeling rather down since the anniversary of Irv's passing last week, and there have been troubling developments in "big life stuff" to cope with too. The holidays will be quiet this year.
The best thing to do at such times is to stay busy, and I have been distracting myself with projects like burrowing into the pantry and tossing over-the-hill condiments, tidying closets, shelves and cupboards etc. How many jars of minced ginger does one really need, and more importantly, how many does she have room for?
All the toing and froing has not done much for my appetite though, and it was time to do something about that state of affairs last night. The treatment for the malaise was grilled tilapia, lovingly anointed with a soupçon of butter and Meyer lemon, plated with a small heap of savoury rice, and a few lightly roasted vegetables. Meyer lemons are just beginning to appear in local markets, and the little golden wonders are one of the things I love best about this time of the year (along with Moroccan clementines, blood oranges, persimmons, cranberries and pomegranates).
In the best of all possible worlds, there would be no blood sugar issues, and I would be turning out enough macarons, mille-feuilles, chocolatines and profiteroles to stuff a bakery, but that is not in the cards. One has to draw a line somewhere. Did I mention croissants? There would certainly be croissants. A good cup of coffee and a fine French pastry are two of life's most exquisite pleasures.
Prodding the tilapia last night, stirring the basmati rice and poking the veggies with an old wooden spoon was a treat, and the kitchen smelled wonderful while I was doing it. Culinary exercises are the best kind of mojo, and I must remember that.
I don't plan to start taking photos of my efforts in the kitchen and posting them here, but last night's exercise lifted my spirits, and it made my heart glad. Yum.
5 comments:
Oh now I crave a good fish dinner! It sure looks delicious!
So glad your yummy supper helped.
And I'm glad you told us, my dear... that way I can send extra love your way. ❤️
"Culinary exercises are the best kind of mojo." I heartily agree and shall keep your words in mind.
Culling, organizing, and cooking are my go-to's in difficult times. I can't think of anything more emotionally nourishing than cooking. And I'd be delighted to get a peek into your 'culinary exercises'.
xx
I'm glad that cooking something healthy, balanced, & pretty lifted your spirits! I find that happens to me, too--at least, if my spirits aren't low because of all the cooking I've HAD to do in the last long while. It's all a matter of balance, which includes treating yourself!
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