But, whining is not really why I’m here today. I’m really here to rave about Iraqi pink rice rather than the pillowy soft Persian flatbread that we first tried it with.
We’ve been making Iraqi Chicken with Pink Rice for at least two years and the other night, we decided to have it again. To remind ourselves what we did, we looked here on the blog. And it wasn’t there.
How on earth have I neglected to say anything about this fabulous rice before now?
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Ah mid-summer! It didn’t go below 20C last night and once again today it’s sunny and the high will be in the mid 30s.
Naturally, we’re using the barbecue for just about everything that needs cooking. On the weekend, we had a beautiful butterflied chicken (Djaj Bil-Bahar Il-Asfar, of course!) and grilled vegetables.
Which means the next night, we get to have chicken salad for dinner. Normally, we add toasted almonds and grapes to this salad. But a couple of weeks ago, we still had some of the beautiful sweet red NFFtT cherries left.
So rather than grapes, we added cherries. Because grapes aren’t in season yet…. (continue reading )
A few weeks ago, we took a little day trip to Niagara to visit my cousins and see what it’s like to live in Paradise.
It turns out that Paradise is all that it’s cracked up to be; we had a wonderful time.
Highlights were feasting, visiting the ponies, spotting frogs and dragonflies galore in the little pond, a bike ride on country roads, lounging beside and in the pool, seeing chickadees, a woodpecker, goldfinches and wayward neighbour’s chickens in the front garden, and then feasting some more. And if that wasn’t enough, as we left, we were given a generous freezer-bag of this year’s sour red cherries, already pitted and a humungous freezer-bag of 2013’s blackberries. We wrapped them all in newspaper and reluctantly got back onto the highway to head back to reality. (continue reading )
So we grow together,
Like to a double cherry, seeming parted,
But yet an union in partition;
Two lovely berries moulded on one stem;
So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart;
We started the day off as usual, by sitting on the front porch to watch the world go by and have morning coffee and toast. We talked about how we should feature dinner with the lovely sweet red NFFtT cherries that I had picked a few days before.
Then we jumped on our bikes (it was a beautiful day – a little overcast and softly warm) and rode the long scenic way through neighbourhoods towards the lake then back up through parks and more neighbourhoods to get free range chicken, and then on to the farmers’ market to get sugarsnap peas for our feast that night. (Total riding distance: 20.43km – I had only 856km to go before crossing 53000 on my odometer….) (continue reading )
Still, I continue to be determined not to complain about the heat. Gardens are flourishing and the sounds of children’s happy shrieks and laughter as they play in backyard wading pools gives more incentive to silence any of my complaints before they can even start.
A few magical evenings ago, as I mentioned on Thursday, as we dined (remind me to rave about that dinner!) in the garden , T gave me the most wonderful present! It’s a beautiful lame handle – that’s “lame” to rhyme with “lamb” – for slashing bread! Wow!
Of course, I still love the look of our homemade lame. But I suspect we will be just for looks now.
Made by Lance Ziegler of Burnt Whisker Forge (burntwhiskerforge.com), the weight and length of the new handle is perfect, encouraging a more correct angle when scoring. (continue reading )