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More adventures in healthy eating
Jun. 30th, 2008 04:21 pmHealthy eating kick marches on - people will not fiddle with my food! :) And it’s fun seeing what is out there and the different alternatives we have - though we do have some disasters:
The Good:
I always thought this city was fairly homogenous. It’s not exactly diverse and cosmopolitan (though we are, oddly a gay mecca of sorts. Don’t ask me why, it just happened). The majority here is pretty much overwhelming in numbers.
However, in my quest to find food that has not been fiddled with (and, consequently, moving even more of my shopping from supermarkets to smaller shops - we’re already a huge fan of markets because the meat market here is AWESOME - cheap and extremely good quality - we cooked 2 huge, thick BRAISING steaks the other day - quick under the griddle and server rare like any steak - tender and perfect as quality rump or sirloin) I’ve discovered a hidden treasure trove. We have Halal butchers and Kosher shops and 2 Chinese markets, a Polish corner store and a Latvian delicatessen, 2 Turkish shops and 1 Kurdish and 1 Indian/Thai. And that’s just with a cursory search - why knows what else is out there. Lots of new food to try and the added bonus is virtually none of it has been brutally messed around with :)
So I may not know exactly what it is, I may not speak the same language as the shop staff and other customers and I have a good chance of cooking something that shouldn‘t be cooked or, pouring gravy over a dessert (or even eating something that was never meant to be eaten), but it’s fun and tasty and healthy :)
The Bad:
Home made ice cream with the ice cream maker has had a set back... Beloved lavished his care and attention on it to make ice-cream that probably tastes lovely.
Probably.
Beloved: *hacks again with the large knife having bent and broken 3 spoons*
Me: Oooh, look that left a mark!
Beloved: maybe we should put it in the oven again?
Me: It’s like watching someone trying to tear down a prison wall by scraping away the mortar with their finger nails.
Beloved: I could always sell it to the military? I mean it’s indestructible! That’s got to be worth something?
Me: If you make more we could have a flavoured igloo!
Beloved: *watches knife bounce off again* which doubles as a fallout shelter.
The Good:
I always thought this city was fairly homogenous. It’s not exactly diverse and cosmopolitan (though we are, oddly a gay mecca of sorts. Don’t ask me why, it just happened). The majority here is pretty much overwhelming in numbers.
However, in my quest to find food that has not been fiddled with (and, consequently, moving even more of my shopping from supermarkets to smaller shops - we’re already a huge fan of markets because the meat market here is AWESOME - cheap and extremely good quality - we cooked 2 huge, thick BRAISING steaks the other day - quick under the griddle and server rare like any steak - tender and perfect as quality rump or sirloin) I’ve discovered a hidden treasure trove. We have Halal butchers and Kosher shops and 2 Chinese markets, a Polish corner store and a Latvian delicatessen, 2 Turkish shops and 1 Kurdish and 1 Indian/Thai. And that’s just with a cursory search - why knows what else is out there. Lots of new food to try and the added bonus is virtually none of it has been brutally messed around with :)
So I may not know exactly what it is, I may not speak the same language as the shop staff and other customers and I have a good chance of cooking something that shouldn‘t be cooked or, pouring gravy over a dessert (or even eating something that was never meant to be eaten), but it’s fun and tasty and healthy :)
The Bad:
Home made ice cream with the ice cream maker has had a set back... Beloved lavished his care and attention on it to make ice-cream that probably tastes lovely.
Probably.
Beloved: *hacks again with the large knife having bent and broken 3 spoons*
Me: Oooh, look that left a mark!
Beloved: maybe we should put it in the oven again?
Me: It’s like watching someone trying to tear down a prison wall by scraping away the mortar with their finger nails.
Beloved: I could always sell it to the military? I mean it’s indestructible! That’s got to be worth something?
Me: If you make more we could have a flavoured igloo!
Beloved: *watches knife bounce off again* which doubles as a fallout shelter.