But here you go, recipes to follow the next time I decide to add them to the meal list. Most of these I make frequently, but I still pull the recipe out each time, even if I never look at it. That way, if something goes wrong, I can blame it on the oven or the stove because obviously it wasn't me, I was *following* the recipe. No operator's error here.
This first one is a staple soup for the rainy/cold months (so every week). In the winter we enjoy at least one soup a week in lieu of big comfort food dishes. They prove just as comforting but keep the winter insulation layer to a minimum.
|Carrot, Red Pepper and Cumin Soup|
Counter to that, in the warmer months we make big salad dishes twice a week. This one is a bit of an ongoing experiment. The first time I fried the chorizo to within an inch of their 'lives' to accidentally create a new kind of crouton. Still good. Is chorizo ever not good? It's like bacon.
|Chorizo and Roast Veggie Salad|
In more chorizo adventures, this is the dish we take to all BBQ/Picnic to which we are invited. This summer (i.e. those two weekends in April that made us all believe we may actually get a summer this year. Silly us.) we made this three times in two weekends. Love it!!!!
|Chorizo Potato Salad|
This next one is also a staple. It's different everytime, but always good. This was the first time we added beansprouts (they were hanging around the fridge threatening to go slimy). Pete usually handles this meal. I do the cabbage underneath, but Pete mixes the sauce depending how he is feeling that day (the secret is in the sauce).
|Soy Chicken on a bed of Savoy Cabbage|
I haven't made this next one in a while, but it always surprises me. It is a simple recipe, if I am remembering correctly, but the flavours are awesome. Of course, fresh dill is mandatory, no exceptions.
|Courgette and Prawn Pasta|
I am in no way a chef/foodie, but I think these attempts put my single-gal one-pot boiling cooking to shame. Still eating on the couch, though. Baby steps. Baby steps to the kitchen table. (Anyone else have a flash to 'What about Bob?' there?) Funnily enough, it would only take a baby step to reach the kitchen table, but we still prefer to carry dinner up eight steps to the couch. A mindful attempt to insert exercise into our daily lives or an addiction to 'Friends' repeats?
Maybe we just focus on the food here? Agreed?
With that, I am heading to the kitchen to rustle up another chorizo dish. We may have two addictions to deal with...