They're very fun to watch scamper around, pecking and scratching and cheeping. Isabel and Owen are ecstatic. Mark: not ecstatic, but putting on a game face, which I appreciate.
Despite distractions, I cooked dinner, made a lovely "Maltaise sauce" flavored with the juice and zest of a blood orange. Recipe out of Jennifer McLagan's Fat. Served it with asparagus and salmon, but sadly no one in my ascetic family is keen on buttery sauces except me.
Isabel also baked this unintentionally marbled mocha angel food cake that was, contrary to my expectations, delicious.
We used egg whites that had been stored in a jar -- an uncovered jar -- in the refrigerator for two months. I hesitated to type that because, yuck. But why write if you don't write the truth? You don't really have to throw out egg whites until they grow a layer of mold.
I'l bet Mark is wondering if it would have been better go for the DOG? No problem about deer (if it is big enough), no bees swarming and hens clucking, or goats eating everything in sight. And heaven knows what next?ReplyDelete
He is a good sport! And I'm sure a little farming will broaden his horizons, build muscles, give meaning to his life and keep him from getting bored on all those games on TV. Such a great guy!
Excellent news about egg whites. Now perhaps I will be brave enough to use that jar of five whites that's been sitting in my fridge for three weeks, since the last time I made ice cream.ReplyDelete
Great article in slate today. You might enjoy the blog that I run with my sister, http://dorisandjillycook.com. We're all about DIY kitchen staples, from yogurt and creme fraiche to making our own vinegar. Get yourself a pressure cooker and you need never spend money again!
doris and jilly -- i will check out your blog right now.ReplyDelete
I was a girl, but clumsy things. I do not know how to cook, sew, above, ca. I have too insipid and tedious, but that's my personality. It's hard to changeReplyDelete