food

I Do, I Don’t

While I was on holiday with my family, we had a lot of discussions about food, cooking, living and ethical consumption. My eldest sister is very keen on buying food from ethical shops, eating healthily, growing vegetables, and making all meals from scratch including bread. My middle sister is also interested in finding small shops, special ingredients and cooking it all from scratch- new and exciting recipes, many involving mainly vegetables.

I think these things are a bit of a spectrum. On a scale, 1 being couldn’t care less and eats mainly McDonald’s and 10 being a vegan raw food enthusiast, I’d say I personally fall at about a 5 and Boyfriend at about a 3. My eldest sister is probably a 8, and the other at a 7.

Some of these distinctions are so random, and who knows where they come from.

– I do eat own brand honey loops cereal sometimes but I wouldn’t eat Fruit Loops or Krave.

– I make my own smoothies using fruits from the fridge but I don’t add avocado or kale.

– I do like baking but not with twigs- no lavender, no rosemary. In fact, no vegetables in my baking either.

– I do buy pre-cut french fries but I wouldn’t eat curly fries.

– I am lactose intolerant but I refuse to drink any kind of milk that is not from a cow (mine just comes with added enzyme). No soya, no goat, no yak. No oat, no hazelnut. Almond milk is ok in small doses.

– I eat brown bread not white, but I don’t bake it myself each morning.

– I’ve never eaten a burger from a fast food chain, but I have had chicken nuggets- and they’re ok.

– I’d rather have a bowl of sushi rice, avocado with vinegar & soya, than a plate of steak and chips.

– But I’d rather have a frozen pizza than a meal only made of lentils. (Lentils in moderation, I say)

But mainly I put price over ethics. I’d rather buy the cheapest if it tastes fresh and good- than pay more for an organic label. It’s Asda no but Aldi yes-and they were just named Grocer of the Year 2013.

Where do you stand? 

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Question Time

First one, here we go!

@butternutb: Which is your favourite meal? Breakfast, Lunch, Dinner or Snacks?

 

+ Waffles, pancakes, bacon, maple syrup.

+ Baguettes,cinnamon whirls, croissants.

+ Jam, peanut butter, honey, wholegrain toast.

+ Porridge, cereal, muesli.

You get the idea. I love breakfast. 

New series,  out every Friday- using SeeSaw

SPMMCCD

Single Portion Microwave Melt Cinnamon Cookie Dessert.

Yes. That’s right. 

And I’ll give you a recipe right here, while I eat it. 

single serving cookie

my last mugful- a very thin rawish version- you can make yours as thick and fluffy as you like! Delicious all ways

UTENSILS: A mug. A spoon. A microwave.

INGREDIENTS; An Egg- mix it up in a bowl/cup/mug/saucepan. Cinnamon. Flour. Sugar, and brown sugar (I didn’t have any). Vanilla. Baking powder. Butter (if using unsalted then add a tiny bit of salt). Keep them in proportion. The more you put in, the more you’ll make. I made this 3 times, in a row.

INSTRUCTIONS; Get your (microwave safe) mug. Put a spoonful of butter in. Put it in the microwave for 5 seconds. Pour in a some sugar, then the other sugar. Mix. Put in some egg. Mix. Put in some flour and a sprinkle of baking powder (not too much). Mix. Put a tiny dash of vanilla and a sprinkle of cinnamon. Mix.

Put it in the microwave for 35-40 seconds. Longer if you want it more like a cookie, less like a mess. Rinse the spoon. Get it out. Attack with the spoon.

 

Alternatively don’t put cinnamon, and put chocolate chips instead. But I can’t eat chocolate right now. 

I’m aware this isn’t a recipe, as it barely has instructions. But just go with it, see how you feel. I know the photo is terrible, I just needed to share this.

So so delicious. Thanks boyfriend, for being out on a ‘lads night’. 

 

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(To read about the beginning of this adventure please click here)

H for Hanging upside down, Hurtling, High speed Heights…on rollercoasters. I think this is a bit of a cheat, as we’ve been to two theme parks together already last summer. Anyway, we went to Flamingo Land- which I hadn’t been to but he had.

Firstly, let me tell you there was no one there. No one. We saw maybe … 20 people? And this is a full size park, with multiple serious rides. But we had to ask the staff to operate those rides for us. It was awkward. It was also very windy, but sunny. The shops were all closed, sensibly.

We went on the new ride first- totally unprepared for it. I felt like I’d just woken up and yet I was strapped into a harness.. We tried a swinging boat one, which we tried to keep straight faces on as our stomachs were pulled to the ground. Then we visited their zoo. No flamingos. But there was a baby giraffe which is my favourite animal. They run like they’re flying. Rhinos, balding camels (disgusting creatures), lions, birds, sealions, fish. The aquarium was totally dark, and the floor was soaked- slightly alarming.  We tried to go on a ride called Flip Flop but the man in his box pretended he wasn’t there. So we went on one that looked like giant shoes. We thought it was going to be reasonably tame. Once it started however, we noticed that there was a cushion attached to the top of the box we were in, because we were going upside down. Slowly and painfully. It reminded me of being swung around the dancefloor of my dad’s birthday party by my godfather over a decade ago. Just unpleasant. We returned to Flip Flop and were actually joined by some other people! That ride went on for a really long time. I followed the safety instructions of being ‘braced at all times’. The harness had a bar at about chin level, that appeared to have been bitten into and then secured together with gaffa tape. Getting out of my chair I hit my groin only to see that another girl had done the exact same thing- our male partners had more of a preservation instinct. We went to the casino section, where he lost 20p trying to push coins over the edge. I told him they’re all glued down but he didn’t believe me.

On the way home we got sandwiches. I had a hot pork and apple one, and I was amazingly actually allowed to eat it in the car. He usually forces me to wait till we’ve arrived home, and the food is cold. It was delicious. Far superior to his ham salad. Though obviously I didn’t try his, as it had salad cream in. He’s really learning how to avoid me stealing his food.

It was a good day. Lots of g-force.

‘Dumb Stuff’

I come back from most of my trips to see my family complaining that ‘I feel dumb’ , or ‘I always do dumb stuff’. Now this isn’t exactly true, I am pretty sensible, can be highly organised, and am sometimes capable of intelligent conversation and a few humorous remarks. But. It’s how I feel. Here are some of these times. Let’s share.

Relations

(The * are a running total of mistakes.) We all wanted to get food from a local Turkish restaurant. We spent an extra long amount of time working out what everyone wanted, then walked down to the shop to get it. We didn’t order by phone and pick it up *1. It started raining. We eventually stammered out our order to the busy man behind the counter, complete with additions and revisions. My sister and brother went to wait outside. We watched the man make all our food, and we roughly calculated how much it would cost. The total came to less than we thought *2 so when I took the food outside I asked my sister to check we had everything. We were missing a ‘mixed mezze’. She refused to go inside to get it, because I had said previously that I may need to use my own money, which I hadn’t needed to in the end*3. I also said I’d given a portion of the rest of the money as a tip, because we’d been there a few times and the guy knew us and was always friendly (Apparently you don’t tip in those places *4) But, instead of saying that, it came out as ‘but I know him that’s why I tipped him- we had personal relations!’ Say what? Seriously? ‘Personal relations’? I was mocked. Mixed mezze may have become my nickname that weekend. And guess what? I found the receipt in my coat pocket the next day, and we’d paid for the mezze anyway.*6

This time

white wash black sock

Colour catcher sheets saved the day.

That time

dr oetker pizza overcooked

This is what a pizza looks like when it’s been in the oven for over half an hour, rather than the 10 minutes it needed.

Bad Day, Good Outcome

This is more a series of unfortunate events. It was the day of one of my interviews. I got dressed, ate and went outside to de-ice my car. Went to open the door to find it frozen shut. Crawled in through the passenger door to reach the de-icer, and proceeded to de-ice the car. Drove to city centre, got lost, multiple wrong turns, even though I had a sat-nav. Eventually found a car park, and went in. Tried to park in the first space I saw thinking it was very busy. In trying so hard to avoid hitting the car next to me, I scraped the rear wheelarch against a concrete column. Reversed out and found plenty of spaces a little further on. Walked up to the University, completed all the tasks, four hours later walked back down to the car park. Someone was using the upstairs machine so walked down to the machine on the level where my car was. It was broken. Walked back up, paid, got in my car, drove to the barrier. Reached for ticket to let me out, couldn’t find it. Reversed back a little and continued searching. Was beeped at for being in the way, even though I had left space, so I moved. Continued searching. Worried my time was going to expire, frantically ran to where I’d been parked, ran back to the car, found the ticket and left. Turned wheels to the left only to realise it was a one-way street and swiftly turned to the right instead. Made it home without incident. Got an offer a week later.

And The Little One Rolled Over

I was at work. She was standing on the bed, playfully refusing to change out of her school uniform, making a lot of noise. So I put her pink blanket over her head and went to help her sister. Next time I looked, she hadn’t taken off the blanket but had instead lain down and rolled all the way over to the other side of their high double bed, and cracked her head on the floor. This photo was taken because she wanted to see what it looked like. She was fine, she went to A+E and had some glue put on. But seriously, oops.

cut head

 

And these are just a few from a choice of thousands over my lifetime.