December catch-up 2

19 December: Pizza and grilled vegetables

Dinner 19 December

We had pizza, the baby had lasagna from a jar.I wonder how much longer we will be able to pull that one of.

18 December: Broccoli with tuna sauce, bread

I spent the day napping and hanging around (hurray for the parents for making that possible) so by night time I was ready to do something wholesome: cook broccoli. I added creamy tuna sauce, but Léa was having none of it. Her dinner consisted of the butter she licked from a piece of bread, repeatedly. When no more butter was forthcoming, she ate the bread and called it a night.

17 December: Le savoureux sandwich from Paul

I rode first class back home, and kind people kept bringing me glasses of sparkly water to go with my sandwich. What a bubbly way to end my last trip to Paris of the year.

16 December: chicken tacos

Dinner 16 December

Oh, Chiipotle. How good it is to be back. And with a totally legitimate reason: I had to go to the Beaugrenelle mall for Christmas presents anyway. So there.

15 December: Francoise’s brandade au morue

This was probably the first time in my life that I finished a plate of potato-based food, and then went back for seconds. It was also the first time in a long time that I did not quite know how to be at a table. What do I do with this little plate? When do I eat the salad? And how, for that matter, do I eat the salad without bits sticking out of my mouth?

Silly, being intimidated by French etiquette (to the point of forgetting how to eat salad), but there you have it.

14 December: red cabbage salad and rice crackers

My tea leaked all over my magazine and books again (stupid flask with the stupid lock not working), but the salad was nice.

13 December: Slowroasted schelvis, leeks with cherry tomatoes

Dinner 13 December

Testing Christmas recipes (the fish was juicy but bland- must find a perky sauce to go with it), buying a Christmas tree. The festive season has started.

12 December: salmon and braised red cabbage, potatoes

Dinner 12 December

11 December: braised chicken and leeks with chive dumplings

Dinner 11 December

This was going to beans with sardines, but then a comfort craving hit and I had to make dumplings. The baby approved.

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10 December: pumpkin risotto with mushrooms

Dinner 10 December

Last night, 20hrs: Feeling proudproudproud when the baby eats two servings of (home made, not from a jar, not even pureed) pumpkin risotto. She eats my vegetables, after all!

Last night, 2.20hrs: Feeling decidedly un-proud, sitting up in bed, holding an exhausted, whimpering baby. She has spent the past three hours cycling between quick naps and hysterical screeching, the likes of which we have not heard from her before. Not when she took a surprise dip in a cold ocean, not when she had shots in both legs, not even when she fell flat on her back from the high chair. High-pitched, vibrating tongue, purple faced screaming, and nothing, but nothing, would calm her down.

We tried rocking, we tried singing, we tried water, we tried a banana, we even brought back the pacifier she has been sleeping without. Nothing. The only thing that calmed her down was being in the bed between us, weighed down by adult arms. So that’s how we “slept”, until it was time to wake her to go to daycare. She protested for a second, but then settled in for a big bowl of porridge, all smiles and pointy fingers.

Babies, man. Babies.

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9 December: Nachos con todos

We celebrated the mom’s birthday with nachos with cheese, tomatoes, jalapenos and a big batch of garlicky guacamole. And now our dragon breath makes us unfit for other company. That’s how you know you’ve had a good meal.

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8 December: Lentil-butternut squash soup

For someone who keeps saying she does not like soup, I cook and eat a surprising amount of the stuff. The latest batch of orange liquid had lentils and butternut squash and lots of garlic and cumin. Not bad at all, but three bites in, the baby disagreed and sprayed herself with the next mouthful. Good thing I managed to keep the turmeric jar away from my soup pot for once.

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Catching up- December 2014

7 December: Ravioli with artichoke and rocket, smoked fish with horse radish sauce.

Dinner 8 December

Happy chaos at the table with Léa, J, E, their chatty 5-yr old and their 15-month twins at Cafe Restaurant Amsterdam. As E said when we were gathering up children, toys, articles of clothing at the end of the meal: “We did it!”.

(But we did not take pics, so these are from Léa on the tram going back home.)

6 December: chicken soup, bread and carrot salad

Dinner 6 december

Snotty pestilence once again hit our home. The baby and I were sniffling, but the husband was hit hardest and had to spend the weekend on the couch and in bed. We fought back with chicken soup with a good dose of turmeric. It appears to have worked, because he is back at work this Monday.

5 December: Tanja’s braised beef, beans with ham and green salad

Dinner 5 December

The baby took her first real steps today! We celebrated with a big pile of gifts and some hearty winter food. Although those may have had something to do with Sinterklaas as well.

4 December: Garlic fried rice with an egg on top, carrot soup

Dinner 4 december

Fried rice really perks up when you add large amounts of garlic, some sauerkraut and lashings of hot sauce (try it, it’s good). Turmeric does not contribute to carrot soup in the same way (yup, funny taste again) but I swear it helped combat the unpleasantness assaulting my system. If only the baby had deigned to try some. (Poor sniffling, coughing, but surprisingly cheery baby.)

3 December: Le Savoureux sandwich from Paul

Dinner 3 December

A mad dash to the station to catch the train meant dinner was just a sandwich. This is not enough, obviously, so I ate crackers and cheese when I got home.

2 December: Oysters, burger, salted caramel macaron

Dinner 2 Dec

Oh Paris, how tasty you can be. (Although I was not feeling quite as delighted laying in bed with a cramping stomach a few hours later. Silly woman, eating too-rare beef again.)

1 December: Cheese sandwiches, carrots, katjang pedis

A trip to the mortgage adviser to drop off some signed papers messed with my cooking plans, so dinner was sandwiches, a pile of carrots and some spicy peanuts. I’d missed those.

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