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Ratatouille...
Sep. 21st, 2003 08:06 pmThe secret to a good vegetarian ratatouille is this:
Salt the eggplant for about fifteen minutes each side to soften it, and remember to wash the salt off.
Chop everything roughly - onion, garlic, fresh chilli, zucchini, capsicum, mushroom (if you like it and you have some), eggplant.
Brown the onion, garlic and chilli in olive oil, add basil (fresh preferably, dried if out of season) and black pepper.
Toss in the everything else, a splash of red wine and a can of tomatoes.
Simmer until vegetables soften and everything gets stew-y. Add tomato paste to thicken if required.
Serve on white rice, with a dollop of plain yoghurt on top. Watch in front of bad Sunday-night TV.
Proportions - one small eggplant, one large zucchini, one medium onion, half a capsicum will make enough for several one-person serves.
***
It's been a domestic kind of day today. Laundry, bike chain cleaning, matress flipping-over... I've been resting up from what's been a pretty hectic couple of weeks, and preparing for the same again for the next couple of weeks.
Lined up: Wednesday is karate social club night; Thursday The Whitlams gig at the Prince of Wales; Friday I've taken as an RDO (rostered day off) and I'm going to visit the family in Wodonga until Sunday. We're going to be watching the AFL Grand Final (moment of silence please, for the Sydney Swans, who lost last night and are out of the running), which will no doubt involve Beer.
I also had escrima training today. I do so love doing it, even if I have yet to find a way of taping my hands that doesn't result in blisters somewhere. Although one of the band-aids isn't covering a blister that's popped, it's covering the chunk of skin taken off my knuckle by the guy who always hits me. And hard.
Pain or not, blisters or not, I still love it. I think all martial arts involve a certain amount of masochism.
***
Spring has finally arrived - it's been a gloriousy sunny weekend. I spent a large chunk of Saturday down at the Comfortable Chair with The Age, digesting one of their wonderful brekkies, drinking coffee and soaking up the sun in their garden. And then I went to the park and ended up snoozing on the grass for an hour or two. I was either some kind of plant or a cat in a previous life.
The other good thing about spring is that my energy is coming back. Back to training, back to cycling, back to doing stuff.
Salt the eggplant for about fifteen minutes each side to soften it, and remember to wash the salt off.
Chop everything roughly - onion, garlic, fresh chilli, zucchini, capsicum, mushroom (if you like it and you have some), eggplant.
Brown the onion, garlic and chilli in olive oil, add basil (fresh preferably, dried if out of season) and black pepper.
Toss in the everything else, a splash of red wine and a can of tomatoes.
Simmer until vegetables soften and everything gets stew-y. Add tomato paste to thicken if required.
Serve on white rice, with a dollop of plain yoghurt on top. Watch in front of bad Sunday-night TV.
Proportions - one small eggplant, one large zucchini, one medium onion, half a capsicum will make enough for several one-person serves.
***
It's been a domestic kind of day today. Laundry, bike chain cleaning, matress flipping-over... I've been resting up from what's been a pretty hectic couple of weeks, and preparing for the same again for the next couple of weeks.
Lined up: Wednesday is karate social club night; Thursday The Whitlams gig at the Prince of Wales; Friday I've taken as an RDO (rostered day off) and I'm going to visit the family in Wodonga until Sunday. We're going to be watching the AFL Grand Final (moment of silence please, for the Sydney Swans, who lost last night and are out of the running), which will no doubt involve Beer.
I also had escrima training today. I do so love doing it, even if I have yet to find a way of taping my hands that doesn't result in blisters somewhere. Although one of the band-aids isn't covering a blister that's popped, it's covering the chunk of skin taken off my knuckle by the guy who always hits me. And hard.
Pain or not, blisters or not, I still love it. I think all martial arts involve a certain amount of masochism.
***
Spring has finally arrived - it's been a gloriousy sunny weekend. I spent a large chunk of Saturday down at the Comfortable Chair with The Age, digesting one of their wonderful brekkies, drinking coffee and soaking up the sun in their garden. And then I went to the park and ended up snoozing on the grass for an hour or two. I was either some kind of plant or a cat in a previous life.
The other good thing about spring is that my energy is coming back. Back to training, back to cycling, back to doing stuff.
