This is one of those wonderful recipes that has saved me from all sorts of last minute panics. People coming for dinner and I can’t think of what to make: this pork roast more often than not, will be what I turn to. There’s something about a roast that gives the impression that you laboured more than you really did (but that can be our little secret!). Roasts just seem to mean company is coming.
This month we’ve been baking up a storm with Home Baked by Yvette Van Boven. It’s a book filled with recipes that run the spectrum. Homey breads and crackers to cakes, tarts and pastries that reflect her Irish and Dutch background. Fancy canneles and even a croquembouche, for the more special events in life. And March is flying by so quickly that I’m sure I won’t be able to try out all the recipes that I have flagged.
It’s March here in Toronto. Spring should be getting ready to make her grand entrance. Instead, we have been dealing with blustery, frigid temps (fine, to me they’re frigid!) and even the threats of a good whack of snow.
How to combat all this miserable weather? Stay inside and bake.
When I was younger, I thought chicken salad was such an elegant dish. I think it was all the novels I devoured as a teenager. Some Victorian lady of the manor was always having afternoon tea and somehow chicken salad was on the menu. I thought it must have been terribly chi chi!! I could picture the silver stands of tea sandwiches which the butlers would wheel in on trays, while the characters chatted, or solved murders, in all those books!
Jen here! Bout time I said Hi to you guys. HI 😀
It’s Fri-yay! And despite the bitter Winter cold that is forecast for Toronto this weekend, I’m in the mood for Spring cleaning 🙂 Yes, I’m one of those people! There is something so cathartic about taking on a room, drawer by drawer, finding stuff you thought you had lost, and more importantly, stuff you don’t need anymore. Buh bye! Obviously, if it was hidden at the back of the drawer, it wasn’t something you relied on, amirite? So those are my domestic goals, starting this weekend. As far as Jim is concerned, I’ve wrecked a weekend that hasn’t even started yet…
Just a quick note. My blog is undergoing a overhaul. A good one, that has been long overdue. In this transition period, instead of putting bandaids on the existing one, I’m putting all the energy into the new and improved site. What this means though, is that the recipes that I have been posting haven’t been hitting your inbox.
You don’t really care about the glitches that have been identified. Or all sorts of other techy stuff.
So, this is just to give you a head’s up that several fantastic recipes are up and ready for tasting! That amazing Kedgeree- the curried rice and salmon dish is up. And so are those great little Pistachio, Cocoa Nib and Quinoa Bliss Balls. And just in case you missed it, the Roast Citrus, Ginger and Honey Chicken is there. So you have plenty to nibble on over the weekend.
Drop me a line if you have any questions, or ideas for what you want to see me cook up next. Any cravings out there? Love all the feedback and input.
Have a fab weekend,
Okay, it’s kinda a long name for a little ball. A little ball of goodness. Not only are these guys yummy, they really do hit the spot and do the job of keeping you satisfied when you can’t get to a real meal. They’re the perfect size to carry along with you when you’re going to work, school, a day of sightseeing, or even hiking. Or for those road trips. And of course, these are fabulous when flying. These days airlines are making us pay for even a napkin it seems, let alone the customary bag of peanuts. I haven’t paid for snacks yet. And it’s because of just these little energy balls
I always thought Kedgeree was a funny little name for a dish that I enjoyed when I was in England, way back in the 80’s. It was a homey, curried rice dish with all sorts of bits and bobs, that the mom of the family I was staying with had put together one evening for dinner. I loved it. It had curry!
What is it about a roast chicken that warms the hearts of so many of us? There is something so iconic and comforting about a roast chicken. Just knowing that a chicken is roasting away in the kitchen is already a soothing fact, for probably the entire family. At least it was for me, even at the age of eight! When I found out that we were having roast chicken for dinner, that knowledge kept me going from breakfast, through recess, math class, that geography test, and the walk home.
Anyone who has been reading along with me knows that I’m pretty clear about my favourite colour…drumroll….green!