bread!
notebooks!
i am still plugging away at moving everything to my new notebook(s) but i think i am nearly there! i was definitely holding on to a lot of recipes that realistically i was never going to make, so that felt good to let go. its a small job, in the big picture, but one that i'm happy to be almost done with.
the rhubarb began to flower/bolt so we cut it all down. I gave some away. I made stewed rhubarb, crisp, jam, tea, chopped and froze some, juice, muffins and i still didn't get through it all. hopefully the compost pile will enjoy a few stalks.
we found this new to us cheese at the store and it was really really good.
i have posted this or a similar picture before but i was looking thru photos on the weekend and feeling melancholy and this picture is just so pretty.
what do you mean i thought i'd been posting rhubarb photos this past month and i had actually not been?
we've already cut it down and given away the rhubarb once this year, but apparently that just encouraged it. why can't my berries grow crazy like this?
reading
on kindle. i cancelled my kindle unlimited subscription and am trying to get through what i've downloaded before my current month expires.
watching
the amazing race and survivor
listening
to Wake of Corrosion, an audio drama
loving
the longer days - sunshine in the morning, sunshine in the evenings, hearing the birds
eating
the apple muffins that everyone insisted that they loved and then never ate another one.
i have spoke before many times about my cooking notebooks and binders, and how i am working on paring down my cookbook collection, and about how i have likely hundreds of recipes saved on my phone, in my computer bookmarks, on pinterest and tick tok. so why do i fight each and every week to find meals to cook?
part of it i think is screen fatigue, i look at a computer screen all day for work, and while i have been known to enjoy some mindless scrolling on tick tok - how else am i finding all these cooking videos? - most nights the last thing i want to do is sit and scroll through hundreds of videos to find the one i want to make that night.
so i decided to make a new notebook. an end game notebook, if you will.
i visited the notebook aisle of my local dollar store and picked up yet another notebook, and one lunch break at work i sat and copied 4 recipes from tick tok into the notebook and lo and behold, i had dinner planned for the next 4 days.
progress has been slow because i have to be in the mood to watch a video and transcribe it to the notebook, and also be sitting somewhere that i can write legibly, so this book is useful, and that is not lying down on the couch watching Cardinal and trying to stay awake.
recently i decided that since i'm trying to streamline, i should copy in the recipes that i either love or still want to try from the green binder too. the green binder is messy, probably 90% of the pages are either ripped from magazines, or pages cut from magazines or printed out and taped to full size pages in the book. my new notebook system, i had already decided, would be much tidier, all neatly handwritten in a book.
that lasted 11 seconds until i actually opened the green binder and the first 3 pages that fell out were family recipes of my and the misters family that I would rather have the original of, and not copied. so i taped them in.
after i taped them in i was like no more! but i already know that won't necessarily be true - i have a few of my moms recipes that she wrote out and i always loved her handwriting, so i will want to keep those too.
i'm using a critical eye as well with the transition, not adding everything, but looking and seeing if it's worth keeping - if we already made it, would we want to eat it again? if we haven't - realistically will we make it? i've already recycled quite a few pages, and didn't even feel bad about how long i have held on to some of them. sometimes it's good to let go.
1 cup finely chopped nuts
1/2 cup honey
1/3 cup olive oil
pinch salt
1 TB vanilla
Mix, spread on a baking sheet and cook at 325' for 15-20 minutes, stirring once or twice
