Jul. 10th, 2010

nishatalitha: image: lots of ladybirds crawling up fencepost.  white rope is wrapped twice around top of fencepost (what are you reading)
The cold I had last week turned into a nasty hacking cough last weekend due to the dancing and singing at my work midyear followed immediately by going outside into the cold night air and getting home at 2.30am, and a full day of frisbee at the Indoorpendence development tournament on the Sunday. I went to work on Monday (and had to keep explaining that I felt better than I sounded) and some of Tuesday (and had to keep explaining that I felt better than I sounded), before seeing the doctor and getting sent home for the rest of the week.

Accordingly, I mostly avoided cooking and cleaning until the flatmates told me that they didn't care, whereupon I made up for lost time. In between sitting and reading in front of the fire over the last three days, I have also done ridiculous amounts of laundry, done my woollen handwashing, kept the kitchen mostly clean, and made a start on cleaning the barbeque to put it away for winter.

As Wednesday night was grocery shopping night, I refrained from going out and had shredded chicken toasties for dinner. Thursday, since I was home all day and had the time, I decided on pie that requires a couple of hours casseroling on top of the stove. It's awesome pie - red onions, garlic, beef, butter, a bit of brandy and I chucked carrots in this time, in a rich self-gravy, cooked until tender before being moved to the pastry shell. I made the pastry too.

I discovered when I went to put the pie in the oven, that that not all the burned sugar had been removed from the floor of the oven by dint of smoke billowing from the oven. Having temporarily fled the kitchen and closed all the doors from it to have a giant coughing fit, I went in briefly to open all the doors and windows, and retreated to the bathroom to soothe my lungs in steamy warm air. Eventually, I returned to the kitchen and cleaned the oven. Then the pie to go in. More smoke came out, but not nearly in the same quantities as before and by then I didn't care enough to do anything about it. Cleaning the oven (again!) is on the to-do list for this weekend.

Last night, I avoided using the oven, and made blue bayou gumbo for dinner. Flavours include onion, garlic, smoked paprika, thyme, basil, cayenne, allspice and. Not having any spicier sausages, I used sweet-chilli kranskys (the recipe stated that the heat of the dish depends on the heat of the sausages you put in), plain shredded chicken - which deshredded a lot in the soup, and fish. It was good. I had leftovers for lunch today. [livejournal.com profile] maudlinrose thinks it was about the right heat. I think it could do with being a bit spicier, particularly the next day. Maybe I'll add a wee bit of chilli next time, if we don't have spicier sausages. A half recipe, which I did, was supposed to serve three for dinner. We had enough for four...

[livejournal.com profile] maudlinrose and I occupied the rest of our evening by watching Hot Fuzz, and two Donald Strachey murder mysteries - A Shock to the System and On the Other Hand, Death which are actually kinda fun and I think we have another one yet to watch.

Today I have completed my re-read through the Dresden Files, finishing with the new one, Changes and rather want the next volume soonest. Talk about a cliffhanger - I want it more than the next Liaden book, but less than CyroBurn (at least in part because I know when CyroBurn is coming out). I have also mostly caught up on my borrowed-to-read pile (I have a book and a half left). I still sound worse than I feel.

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