But what to do with the plantains?

Some recipes in my usual style: What looked interesting at the market, and what existed at home. Recipes are in the past tense for a reason: This is just something done this way once; the next time, it will probably be different. What person is the same at two subsequent meals? So use your judgement following any amounts/ingredients/techniques/life choices I might make; I'm not responsible for you, you baby. Enjoy!

Wei, You're Distracting Me Garlic Chicken

Chopped many cloves of garlic,
chopped a few chicken thighs,
threw in a tablespoon of Dijon mustard
about 1.5 t <powdered wasabi
to marinate ~1hr.

Cooked in a little oil (lightish olive oil) until tender and cooked.
Served with a small amount of molasses, which turned out to be genius.

The whole time I was chopping and researching uses for chard which would be tasty, Wei wanted to chat. Kept washing the garlic or chicken from hands so I could type back... sticky keyboards aren't my steez.

Lord Bless This Bacon-y Chard

In a pot, cooked Irish Bacon over high heat with some fresh oregano from a potted plant I bought earlier today, making a nice mess of the inside of the pot.
Added many leaves of chard, cut across the stem into inch-wide strips (thinner at the stems).
Stirred over high heat, wilting thoroughly. Lots of juice produced.
Added cider vinegar, butter, a little white whine.
Added slightly too much salt; don't do that, ok?
Cooked over medium-low heat, uncovered, to reduce the liquids away.

Christ Jesus, that was some tasty pork!

note: The oregano's probably completely unimportant, but looked nice while the bacon was still piles of pink flesh in a clean pot, and certainly didn't hurt. I'll add it after the meat is crisped, next time.

Sadly, the plantains I bought found no place in dinner tonight. They're sulking on the counter, but I've got some tasty plans for them, too. What about spicy, ginger-fried plantains? Crispy chips, maybe, since these little guys are a bit green right now.

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raw oysters and wine for breakfast

A cold, blustery, rainy morning at the market. Shared a dozen raw oysters (Gillardeaux, petite et moyens) with friends, standing by the seafood mongers' stand. White wine is complementary. My last Saturday morning market for the foreseeable future; glad I finally tried this.



yum,
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resuming posts

Think I'll go back to posting here. Hello again.
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The table dinner

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oh woops

purple sheet was new. Now the pink socks are.

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photo essai

clouds from the Jura mountains mean rain

flanking CERN, clouds from the right.

maybe that last one is only interesting to me.
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photo essay; the move-in

print printemps des temps...

The way to work. Muddy these days; March is here.

I thought it was weird that all these trees started their springtime growth in little balls, right in the middle of the branches.

Then I found one that had died. You can see where the parasite plant has inflamed the bark of the host tree. What is it? Doesn't look like mistletoe, does it?

Springtime. Pussywillows.

No jokes, now.
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when stuck in a meeting...

...and missing the sunset...