I have seen a lot of recipes lately using flowers; there’s even a new cookbook out where every recipe has edible flowers in it. I’m looking forward to experimenting with these.
In my kitchen are two beautiful little girls.
Unfortunately, they blend a little too well with the vile vinyl and there have been some sad moments for them as they are stepped on, tripped over and accidentally given a swift kick. Please don’t call animal welfare; they really are very loved and we are doing our best to sweep the floor with our eyes before taking a step.
In my kitchen is a broken wine glass.
Archie has an upstairs bedroom with a terrace. He entertains his friends up there. Carl and I don’t go up there very often as we’d prefer to be ignorant as to the goings-on – we have enough trouble. But back in March I did bravely venture up the stairs and I saw one of my wine glasses sitting on a table and it didn’t escape my notice that it was smashed. ‘Archie, is that one of my wine glasses?’
‘What happened to it?’
‘It broke’. I felt so enlightened.
The rest of March passed by as did the entire month of April and then came May. A few nights ago I was up in his room and I saw a broken wine glass. ‘Archie; did you break another wine glass?’
‘No, don’t worry, mum, it’s the same one’. That’s a relief, isn’t it.
‘For heaven’s sake, Archie, do something with it’. And he did. He brought it down and put it on my kitchen bench. As it’s now been there for over 48 hours I’m assuming Archie considers he has sufficiently dealt with the broken wine glass.
In my kitchen is all the stuff the uni students have to have.
There’s large containers of protein and protein mix for your cereal and special supplements and kale. We have to have plenty of kale. ‘It’s a super-food, mum. You need to buy more kale’, says Arabella.
The other thing she would like me to buy is more quinoa. I couldn’t photograph my supply for you because it’s depleted. Yesterday Arabella sent me a text from uni asking me if I could make quinoa fried rice for dinner. I told her I had something else in mind. She sent back a text.
‘Can we do a carb free dinner?’
‘I’m cooking cauliflower because there’s one in the fridge’.
‘And my boyfriend is coming too. And I’m struggling to lose weight’.
‘You don’t need to lose any more weight’.
‘Mum, I want a flat stomach’. Don’t we all.
In my kitchen is a beautiful new plate that was a gift from my cousin in New Zealand.
She and her mother are artists and have both specialised in pottery. When she heard I was moving house she made this for me and sent it over. I love the colour and the shape of the plate and it has already been most useful.
So that’s what’s happening in my kitchen this month. If you would like to do an ‘In My Kitchen’ post, just link back to Celia at Fig Jam and Lime Cordial.