Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Recipes don't matter: Meat and Beans for winter

I love winter cooking. And one of the favourite things I had during winter was what my Nana would call Goulash. In what was probably one of the first examples of cultural appropriation in my family Nana would fry up some mince and put all sorts of other things in it and call it Goulash.

Now, I have had Hungarian Goulash and it is fantastic, but it's nothing like what we cook here.

So welcome to meat and beans.

One day I might be able to call it "Nana's Goulash" but for now:

I fried off onions
I fried off beef mince
I put granulate garlic on it
I put in some frozen bolognese sauce that just made sense
I put in about a litre of V8 vegetable juice
I put in 1/2 a cup of pearl barley
I put in a half a cup of pearl couscous
And as those two previous ingredients soften I will progressively put in chickpeas, corn, kidney beans, Borlotti beans and butter beans.

And so we have meat and beans. Or Goulash. Or whatever. I never got a recipe - I just got a feel for it. Because cooking can be a form of love.

And when the cooking is love, recipes don't matter.

And as you look at the finished product you might ask "is it pretty" but basically I don't care. It's home food.

Saturday, April 1, 2017

Perhaps neglect can be a good thing

Just leaving a plant in a place under the right conditions and perhaps giving it some water. Sometimes that's a good thing.

Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Firewood on the edge of autumn

It has been a long time since I have gone into autumn with this much firewood stacked up.
My friend Lee came out and took a few limbs off. For $400 I ended up getting at least a half a tonne of firewood which is about $250 worth. Now that makes all sorts of sense.


Saturday, March 25, 2017

Cleared

There was a lot of stuff laying on the lawn this morning.




Sewing again: Thanks Mum.

Dead mum's sewing machine. I've had these shorts with a hole in the pocket for about 3 years. Now that Mum's sewing machine is back in service I have been able to provide my own tight arse solutions to some of my everyday problems.

Thanks Mum.

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Mum's sewing machine got I workout

Mum died over 2 years ago and in the wash up I got her sewing machine. I was pretty good at it when I was young but never really had any need for it. Skydiving however makes fools of us all.

And before I go on this overseas trip my weight belt needed to be compartmentalised. I had the tools and I thought I had the talent. So I got the job done.

It was a nice job to do -for a number of reasons.

Sunday, February 12, 2017

Yet another skill

A good friend got me some oysters and I have never really spent time learning how to open oysters. 6 oysters in and I am starting to get it.