I have a love affair with food. I talk about food all the time, as friends and family will attest to. My husband dubs pictures of food as “food porn.” As well as any food that is on display that distracts me. Every time I take pictures to share on here of food, he jokes, “You and your food porn.” To which I retort, “Everyone loves my food porn.”
Last week we got romaine lettuce in our CSA shares so I made some salad one night, saving some for the hamburgers I intended to fix on Memorial Day. I mixed some arugula and mesclun, from the CSA as well, with the romaine. I used green onions in the salad, so I left the garlic out of the dressing (Leanne Ely’s, of course). I tossed that all with sliced carrots, diced tomatoes, sliced celery, and sliced mushrooms. I added a quartered hard boiled egg, sliced avocado, and leftover crumbled hamburger that I had in the freezer. So yummy I wanted more when I was done, but I was stuffed.
I was wanting something a little sweet one night, but I didn’t want anything sugary sweet. I was thinking of granola or even oatmeal when I was trying to think of something to fix to curb that craving. What better than just some fruit, with nuts drizzled with honey? I went for a banana and raw walnuts. I crushed the walnuts in my hand over the bananas. I didn’t use a lot of honey either, just a teaspoon. It was so good, I had some the next night too, when I was wanting something sweet.
I just love food that is simple and easy.
Someone gave me a recipe for gluten-free artisan bread several weeks back and I finally got a chance to mix some up over the weekend. The creators of the recipe intended for the dough to be mixed ahead of time and used in batches through the week. I wasn’t sure how it would turn out since I was trying it for hamburger buns first, rather than just regular bread. It wasn’t bad at all. However, there is something about gluten-free flours that leaves a strange taste. At least to me. It’s not bad, but it’s just not the same. Anyone who has used gluten-free bread or baked goods will tell you the same. My husband didn’t complain though, which was nice, seeing as how he could have easily complained. The plate I took a picture of was actually my husband’s plate. He doesn’t like eating corn off the cob, so I have to strip it for him. I have the leftover patties in the freezer and I think I’ll make burgers again this weekend.
My husband called the Curried Lamb Meatballs I made over the weekend “ambitious.” Ambitious or not, it turned out rather nice and was worth the effort. It wasn’t so much curry tasting as it was full of other spices, too. The garam masala spice that the recipe calls for is a mix of whole spices that are dry toasted over the stove and then ground. It smells heavenly. I froze all the leftovers and took some for lunch today. It was still as good as it was on Sunday. The carrots were my addition to the recipe and I served it over brown rice.
Real food. YUM!