Listen kids, I'm in kind of a hurry and also kind of a MOOD today! Did you enjoy that little peek behind the curtain? "Thank you for pointing out that you don't feel like writing a blog post when no one even asked you to write a blog post, Erica! You're great! And really pleasant to be around, I bet!" is what you're all thinking to yourselves right now.
Okay, I'm sorry, I'm just going through some difficult stuff, namely having to pack up for a nice weekend at my parents' house, so you understand. I have to put clothes and snacks into the car. These are trying times. Let's discuss vegetables.
Jicama: seems like I should have had it before? But I've definitely never prepared it before. I made it in salad form with
Yucatan pork tenderloin. It tasted...crunchy. Like flavorless carrots. Or I have actually lost my ability to taste things.
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| Maybe lacking a sense of taste means I will lose weight? Haha, no, I'll just eat twice as much. |
Fennel: again it seems like I've probably encountered it before, but I don't recall ever cooking with it.
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| Our muppety-est vegetable. |
Anna was intrigued.
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| Or was just realizing with concern that her infant sister was again Bumbo'd on an ELEVATED SURFACE ACROSS THE ROOM. See? If I were in less of a hurry I would probably remove this proof of parental incompetence. |
I mixed the fennel with
chickpeas and olives and couscous and...couldn't taste it. Okay, yeah, this might actually be a problem.
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| I can still taste olives, so let's hold off on full panic. |
Swiss chard: I have cooked this many times, and yet every time I say it out loud I worry that I'm pronouncing in incorrectly. Okay,
this website tells me I was ALMOST right, just not quite British enough. I'm wondering if that's the case with a lot of words.
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| Oh, the food--it's pasta and chicken sausage. Just take a minute and let the inspiration wash over you. |
Not sure if Anna was trying to swaddle this duck or truss it up for dinner.
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| I'm very proud either way. |
Ugh. Ugh to everything. Let's at least go into the weekend on a good note, with some baby side-eye.
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| Hello, weekend! I greet you with mild suspicion! |
