Only two more days left in the pantry challenge, and I haven’t even tried making Poor Man’s Bread, northern Italian style, with chestnut flour. And in fact, I doubt I’m going to have the opportunity now, since tomorrow is choir night, and I’m eating out on Friday. Maybe I’ll make it once the challenge is over…
Today was a fairly simple day, food-wise. We started with the last of the fruit toast from the Farmers’ Market this morning (Andrew, who doesn’t like plums, has been nibbling on this all week). It was gorgeous – chewy and spicy and full of sweet, soft, dried fruit.
Lunch was a pub lunch, which I truly deserved after all the stupidities of dealing with Google Scholar *and* Web of Science in the same morning. For the same documents. With increasing levels of irritation… I chose the beetroot and ricotta salad again, because some sort of healthiness seemed called for.
And dinner was a rather lovely pasta with eggplant marsala, from the Moosewood cookbook. Wholesome and rich and filling and good.
Maybe not my most imaginative day in the kitchen, but a pleasing one nonetheless.
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One year ago: Pressure Cooker! Two years ago: Shakespeare Feast: Cymbeline!
