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Does this count as a same-day post? I haven’t been to bed yet. I don’t want to slip up and miss a day before January is even finished. I say this with the bold assumption that anyone is even going to notice. (Ha – I just noticed this thing is posting 11:50, when it’s actually 12:50. So it would at least appear that I’m ahead of the game!) I have a class on Monday at the Cookbook Company, which I’ve been trying to plan today. The topic: healthy everyday meals. Although it’s a ridiculously broad subject, for some reason everything I come up with seems so obvious. So one of my favorites, that seems to be different and popular and I’ve had several email requests for since mentioning it on the radio, is this curried shrimp I make using marmalade and peanut butter. It sounds reminiscent of those meatballs you make with ketchup and grape jelly, or chicken baked in Coca Cola. But really, it’sContinue reading

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This! Want. I came across it while cruisin’ The Kitchn, trying to research the best way to open a fresh coconut, and the idea of it stuck – I can’t recall the last time I craved something as much that wasn’t a burger. And so tonight, even though I had been up since 4, had a sick kid in bed watching obnoxious cartoons and Mike called to say he was working late and would go straight to watch game 7 at the pub, and it would have been perfectly acceptable to eat apple slices and eggs on toast for dinner, I made this – just for me. I’m sure the original version – made with lots of lemon, garlic, ginger and sun dried tomatoes – would be perfectly fantastic, but once I got going I couldn’t not add a spoonful of curry. But it turned out more than a curry – there was more complexity to it, and the lemon was predominant. Next time IContinue reading

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I woke up this morning craving -nay, requiring– vegetables. Since the back yard is still half covered with thick, dingy ice floes I’m not quite in full-on salad mode. (At this point I’m not fully convinced spring is going to actually come – I’ll believe it when I see something green poking through.) My brain was trying to push me toward butter chicken, so I compromised with this veggie-based curry of sorts. I’ve seen a lot of curried sweet potato-legume (lentil, black & kidney bean) concoctions in the past month, so I may as well go ahead and make one and get it out of my system. This one came from the New York Times, by way of SmittenKitchen. I meant to make naan, but my timing was way off. (Timing is not my forte. It’s particularly apparent at Thanksgiving and other multi-course meal events where there are a lot of witnesses.) I’m kind of glad I didn’t – had I made it I wouldContinue reading

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The last time I actually ate was Sunday night. Since then I’ve only sipped on apple juice, which I simmered with chunks of fresh ginger in an attempt to settle my stomach, and which was dramatically sent back, reminding me why W doesn’t have any brothers and sisters (yet). I had written a few paragraphs here Sunday night before getting slammed by the stomach flu, and so exercised my new-found freedom to backburner it until such time when I wasn’t sitting on the floor at the base of the toilet. So this is how it began: There aren’t many evenings more depressing than the last of the holiday season – the Sunday night after Christmas and New Year’s eve/day, the night before everyone really, truly gets back to it, when you can no longer slough off emails and voice mails and deadlines under the premise that you’re maybe off for the holidays, and you have to pick up all the messes and revisit the stresses you left undoneContinue reading

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It’s occurring to me now that not only is anyone reading this blog getting the inside scoop on our dinner habits, but a pretty good peek at my social life as well. My Mom is having a party tonight to welcome the new curator of the Glenbow museum. She has a far more exciting social life than I do, and always has great parties full of artists, architects and all sorts of interesting people. I’m helping with the food, and I’ll be there too, so between cooking and partying will be in her kitchen from dinnertime on. Mike and W are on their own; they’ll figure it out. A few things on the menu: Romesco Dip You have to try this dip – the first time I did I was instantly addicted! I adore it. The toasted almonds and bread thickens the dip and adds depth to the flavor and body to the texture. I often make a batch on Sundays to keep in the fridge andContinue reading

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