It’s Sunday evening and that sinking feeling is slowly taking over, making me feel so heavy that I’m actually not sure if I’ll be able to get up from my current slumped position on the sofa. Work tomorrow. A whole busy week of it looms. Hmph.
It’s been a good weekend, mind. Started off at my mum’s on Friday night. She made egg and potato curry. It’s super cheap and easy to make, but I absolutely refuse to ever cook it myself – I’ve eaten it a billion times but I haven’t cooked it once. For me, this is proper comfort food (esp. when eaten with freshly made, piping hot, super soft chapattis), and it just wouldn’t be as special if I had to put the whole thing together myself. No, it HAS to be made by my mum.
It’s basically a tomato chutney (the exact same as the one used here, but without the prawns of course), with eggs and potatoes that have been boiled separately and added in at the end. The eggs give the sauce an incredible flavour, and they have to have been hard boiled so that the yolk is creamy.
On Saturday I mainly ate cream cakes and drank tea, although I did muster up the energy to put together some tasty cous cous in the afternoon. It used up some red pepper, red onion and broccoli that were looking a little forlorn in the fridge, and it was flavoured with a teaspoon each of harissa paste and white wine vinegar for a bit of spice and tang. And a finely sliced red chilli too, for even more spice (because ‘a bit’ is usually never enough). Dinner was some lovely fajitas at a friend’s house.
And so to Sunday, which started with a hangover (again) which was swiftly combatted with a sausage sandwich, a bit of reclining in front of Something For The Weekend (which was spectacularly boring today), a hot shower and then an excellent cappuccino at a cafe on Roman Road that I still haven’t figured out the name of.
Lunch was an Ottolenghi potato salad – I swear, I don’t know why we bothered getting Plenty, half the recipes are on the Guardian website for free, the cheek of it! Anyway, I didn’t have Jersey Royals so I used the red salad potatoes that came in the veg box, but I don’t think I’d used them again – they’re quite dry and floury, probably better for roasting despite being called a salad potato. I’ll definitely make this again, for one thing it reminded me of how great homemade pesto is, but I’d use a potato variety such as Anya instead (available in Sainsburys).
Ottolenghi provided dinner as well, in the form of a celeriac, lentil and hazelnut salad. The main appeal of this dish is the different textures that it offers: meaty celeriac, crunchy hazelnuts, little nubbly lentils, and a tangy, juicy dressing. Plus it takes no time at all to make – it’s really just a case of boiling your puy lentils and celeriac and then dressing these with toasted hazelnuts, fresh mint, olive oil and vinegar. All done within half an hour, and fairly stress-free too – which is great because when I started this post earlier on this evening, I wasn’t actually in the mood for anything too taxing and complex. But this has lifted me right up. So much so that I’ve got a batch of biscuits in the oven to take into work on Valentines Day. Win!