Chickpea and Vegetable Masala With Brown Basmati Rice, Garlic Chives, and Radish Sprouts
Pantry items, aging long-keeping vegetables, new things from the garden. Inspired by the title of a recipe in today’s Washington Post.
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Green
The haze of pink on the flowering trees is turning to green, and the maples and oaks are starting to leaf. I love the pale green of new leaves before they have gotten dusty from smog and heat. I hope this time we will get the promised rain (last storm we only got a fourth of what was forecast).Another green: in the garden, my spinach is coming up, as is the new chard, kale, cilantro, and salad greens. I have been eating the romaine that seeded in the fall and the chard plants that weathered winter. Delicious!
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Signs Around Town
Whatever your situation this holiday season, may there still be a blessing or many of one form or another.
An Apparent Offering to the Gods
I am in a different part of town for an educational conference. I had lunch at a Japanese restaurant where the sushi chefs were prattling to each other in Spanish. This offering was in the waiting area; to whose gods, I wondered?
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
Coincidence or Correlation (and Overnight Cinnamon Apple Oatmeal)
On my way to and from work, I watched the buds and blooms–some brown, some bravely hanging on, some withering around the edges and starting to wilt; the cherries–mostly in bud or just starting to open–that haven’t fully blasted yet, will do so by the end of the cold period following the storm.
I’ve seen years when the cherry blossoms were torn from the trees at their lushest by a violent storm coming through with a cold front and and years when a spring snow added to the blossoms and years when the blossoms were well before or after the parade. I haven’t seen a year in my over 30 years here, where the blossoms just died from a weirdly early false spring followed by a winter storm with bitter cold. I am sure it is just coincidence and not correlation that this sorry withering of the loveliest part of Washington spring happened this at this particular time.
In the meantime, I am certain that I will need to go out first thing in the morning to shovel and then will need to turn on my computer and go to work. I’m sure I will find the snow (when I am not thinking about the impact on flowering and fruiting perennials), even the shoveling, invigorating and somewhat enjoyable. To provide nourishment that takes into account the extra exercise and how the shoveling time will impact my usual morning routine, tonight after washing up, I put up overnight apple oatmeal. Into the slow cooker went a couple of diced apples, a handful of raisins, steel cut oats, cinnamon, a bit of butter, and a dash of salt. When I wake up, It will smell something like apple crisp, and it will be just the thing to fuel snow shoveling. With the extra, I will make muffins for later in the week.
