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We are back home, and utterly spoiled after a week eating at restaurants twice a day, I had absolutely no idea what to make for dinner today. We came home to an empty fridge and stopped for grocery shopping on our way home from work. Marta´s cheer leading team is having a dress rehersal tomorrow night. She needs to go to the sport center right after school and I have promised to make her a rich salad and bring it with me when we come over to watch the rehersal. So picking pasta and vegetalbes for a salad was easy.........but when I tried to be creative and decide something for dinner my mind fell all blank.
I will be back enjoying my hours in the kitchen, I am planning to teach myself to make pies, like quiche lorrains and artistic apple pies and the wide range between, this winter. But not today. Today I needed to rest in my blakness.
But no dinner wouldn´t be fair for Marta. She has not had meals at restaurants twice a day for a week. Though she has eaten pretty well together with her brothers, they shared the week between them and stayed home with Marta while we were away.
I give up, I told Terje. I have no idea what to cook today.
I knew very little about Madeira´s kitchen before we came there. Now I know that they eat a lot of sea food, they eat well on seafood, and I love their dishes, tuna fish, espada/sword fish which was often eated with fried banana (my favorite), sardines, cod, sea bass.......and a lot more.
Both Terje and I love fish and seafood. Fish twice a day felt like heaven.
There will be a lot of fish in The Blue Café this winter. May be I must create a Blue Café fish pie. The last thing I ate in Maderia was a miniature fish pie, cold, from the counter at the airport cafe. No salad, no greens, pretty much "fast food" stuff, though with a taste from another world. Yes, thinking back I still remember the salty, soft, rich taste. I might try to recreate it.
........I must stop this talk about food. I´ve already had dinner, and now I am hungry again. An oatmeal biscuit and a cup of tea is what I plan to have for a late snack before going to bed......nothing more.
Yes, I already had dinner. Here in The House in the Woods I am the chef, the queen of the kitchen, but when Terje understood my blankness in the grocery store today he picked up the spoon, took the lead, bought eggs, flour, milk, butter and bacon.........and made pancakes when we came home. To Marta´s delight. And mine as well.
I have chosen a dish towel winner. You gave me some pretty hard work there. I have read your comments over and over again.
In the end I knew though. With all my heart.
In the end I fell for Granny´s granddaughter, I can clearly see her toodling around in their garden, bending down to smell the poppy, then picking it with flower, stem and root. I have met Granny´s little granddaughter and know she is cute as a button.
Granny, the dish towel with the paradise flower embroidered on is yours. But on one condition only, you must come to The House in the Woods to pick it up yourself :-)
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