Slip slipping away...

It’s March eighth already, Happy International Women’s Day.

This morning, before it was light, I felt my way downstairs to make a cup of tea in the kitchen and sit on the couch with my laptop. The computer screen has enough light for me to see. The first thing I noticed was the time. 7:30 AM? waaa? why wasn’t it light? Then I remembered, the people in charge had found it necessary, once again, to mess with time, blasphemy. Whatever, they should just pick a time, DST or ST and stick to it.

I went down into the bowels of the house to ferret out some long ago frozen applesauce. I put it in to the oven to defrost. I planned to mix it with cinnamon and serve it with pancakes for breakfast. I made the pancakes by mixing baking powder, wholewheat flour, old fashioned oats, not the fast cook kind or the instant kind, ugh, together with a beaten egg and milk. I stirred it up into a medium thick batter. Stupidly I had forgotten to put sugar in the recipe so we compensated by using more maple syrup than usual. It was delicious.

I discovered Orangette, a cooking blog, about a month ago. Molly’s recipes are simple, delicious and earthy. Wanting something different I made her celery root soup last night for supper. I chopped some of my fresh garlic/shallot shoots on top as a garnish. They added just the right amount of zip to the thick, creamy, flavourful soup. We ate it with my homemade, buttery croissants and brie.

What I like about Molly's style is her anecdotes about the main ingredient or how the recipe came into being. Hers is the sort of writing I like, personal, irreverent and informative.