To Bloggers old and new, thanks for a wonderful year. May you all remain safe and well and if celebrating the day, have a happy one.
e day, have a happy one.
Not even the birds are up yet...
I went to bed at 3 AM after breaking down some boxes for recycling, making both a pasta dish and another curry to eat later this week, washing up, cleaning out the refrigerator and tidying the kitchen.
My Thanksgiving repast remains undecided. With a couple of options, on the day I will simply toss a coin, fix and enjoy. It will be nothing traditional.
In the meantime, I await a small grocery order as I enjoy some tea. I do need to mop but will wait until things are put away. Taking a page from Steve Reed's book, I'll likely wipe down the kitchen and cabinets and move on to the bathroom. Life in a small space generally means if I tidy one area, the next sticks out like a sore thumb until it too is tackled.
Has anyone seen The Big Bread Experiment ?
This is a documentary about a Yorkshire village and a group of women who join together to bake bread. Eventually, they and others restore an old flour mill for use and create a non-profit community bakery which is apparently now thriving.
I was saddened but not surprised at the number of additives in a typical loaf of sliced supermarket bread. Whoever coined the phrase better living through chemistry wasn't far wrong where your standard loaf is concerned. This bakery however emphasizes quality and flavor and the bread, scones and other items are all made without additives. Many of those involved had never made bread before joining the group which got help from two professional bakers before deciding to repurpose an old railway depot as a bakery site and calling the enterprise Bread, Actually.
In an altogether different vein, the Gallic mystery, Madame Blanc, offers my inner detective some interesting twists and a host of quirky characters. Ever the bibliophile, my bedside reading about a notable ten times great grandmother continues...
I wish everyone a good week and for those celebrating Thanksgiving on Thursday, a safe one.
My day began early after an uneasy night. Pulling out a trove of fresh veg, and cans of corn and diced tomatoes, combining cumin, red pepper, cinnamon, garlic and salt with coconut milk, I created a curry. Cooking yellow rice and peas in a separate pot gave me a meal so good I had two bowls full and then did a days chores. I must admit that I love it when the tastes in my head come together well in a pot. Knowing I have some for tomorrow when the flavors would have married gives me comfort and one less thing to worry about. I also know I am eating well, no small consolation in a world filled with faux foods and empty calories.
What did you make today?
Arriving home, Lukas was put in the bedroom and no sooner made comfortable when a torrent of soupy mess hit the box, the wall, the fur down his back legs and paws, part of his belly, rear end and tail. He apparently sprang from his box to the bed, spreading this everywhere as he went. Three hours and one short sojourn hiding beneath the loveseat later, the bedding was washed, the furniture cleaned, the box changed and the floors mopped. He was wiped down with a series of damp cloths in my lap, leaving me covered from chest to knees and smelling unbelievably nasty. The PJs were tossed and I was never happier hitting the shower
We each had a bit of dinner and went to sleep, me with an ear to the box. Awakened at 3 AM, I've changed the box again and removed the trash, We will see what the day brings...
Having been through this with a previous cat who had kidney disease and peed like a racehorse, he will likely get fluids and a kidney check, meaning bloodwork. The extra fluid is meant to move things along. If that doesn't do the trick, anti-nausea medication may be in order. At this point, his vet does not feel an enema is needed. Since Lukas is more likely to go in the comfort of his own home, he will be returning this afternoon,
Meanwhile, I've changed and cleaned the box, washed his licked-clean breakfast bowl and refreshed his water supply. He has had his pill and with a little luck, he will go and begin to feel better. If not, he'll be revisiting his vet Saturday.
The vax days are done though I'm still a bit tired. Today is chore day so I've sorted the laundry, sorted out the cat, cleaned out the refrigerator, washed and put up dishes, fed us both and will shortly give myself a long overdue trim before mopping bathroom and kitchen floors.
Our weather is beautiful and a cool 70 degrees. The windows are open and the fresh air is wonderful. My favorite time of year is in these environs far too short, so I savor each day.
Feeling in need of a visit from Mick and his bandmates this morning, I've cranked up the Stones and gotten on with some meal preparation. If anyone has a good method for making overnight oatmeal, I would be interested. I am trying to use up what I have. Never a fan of mayonnaise, I've tried a few new sandwich combinations recently. Spinach dip, feta dip, spicy guacamole and several varieties of hummus have been used as spreads on either bread or toast with cucumber, spinach leaves, tomatoes, olives or grated carrot. I'm also trying a new version of black bean soup.
The ever-growing family tree has prompted me to reach out to various cousins with mixed results. In one instant the person was a bit tipsy by admission and has never followed up on a promised photo. In fact, I never heard anything at all following our initial conversation. Another on my mother's side was happy to hear from me despite a lapse of two decades and appears interested in what I am doing. We have promised to stay in touch.
Lukas is doing well although he does not appreciate the expensive easier-on-the-kidneys cuisine any longer. I wish it came in greater variety. The more variety, the less finicky the eater.
Have a good week...