Christmas fooding
Yesterday, more cooking! Thankfully less than Christmas Eve, as I was smart enough to start the bread, the yogurt sauce, and the raspberry sauce then.
I got up at 8 to punch down the bread dough and to form the loaves, then crawled back into bed to wake up after noon. Oh well. Hey, what's a holiday for if you can't laze about (never mind that I laze about plenty on the weekends)?
We had lots of Martinelli's, chickpea pancakes and yogurt sauce, a huuuge dish of mi fun, my mom's onion pork rib things, bread, and salad.
I felt extremely accomplished, as my bread turned out well! I remembered not to punch it down too much this time for more rustic-type bubbles, which made the texture rougher and less refined. And it tasted good! And smelled delicious! The only thing was, I forgot to raise it when it was cooling down, so all the steam went up and the crust got a little soft. Still, everyone ate it and said it was excellent, and it tasted like bread you get from a good store! I am extremely proud of myself.
My sister and her friend mostly did the mi fun and the pork ribs. I think mi fun is now part of our traditional Christmas, as this is the second year running we've had it. Also, we manage to make so much that the only thing it fits in is a giant dish about three feet across, colorfully painted with chile peppers. Someone gave it to us for putting chips and salsa in, but so far, the only thing we've ever used it for is to house ginormous amounts of mi fun every Christmas.
And for dessert, CHOCOLATE SOUFFLE! With raspberry coulis! I strained the raspberry sauce myself, and it tasted awesome! And the souffle was the right texture I am beaming with pride even as I type!
Today, me, my sister, and two of her friends went to see the SF Ballet's Nutcracker. It was really lovely, and it makes me want to watch Princess Tutu again, but I've found that after dancing and watching people dance, I think I prefer more contemporary stuff now. Though I still greatly appreciate the classical too -- it would have been great just sitting there and listening to the orchestra play all the familiar pieces.
I got up at 8 to punch down the bread dough and to form the loaves, then crawled back into bed to wake up after noon. Oh well. Hey, what's a holiday for if you can't laze about (never mind that I laze about plenty on the weekends)?
We had lots of Martinelli's, chickpea pancakes and yogurt sauce, a huuuge dish of mi fun, my mom's onion pork rib things, bread, and salad.
I felt extremely accomplished, as my bread turned out well! I remembered not to punch it down too much this time for more rustic-type bubbles, which made the texture rougher and less refined. And it tasted good! And smelled delicious! The only thing was, I forgot to raise it when it was cooling down, so all the steam went up and the crust got a little soft. Still, everyone ate it and said it was excellent, and it tasted like bread you get from a good store! I am extremely proud of myself.
My sister and her friend mostly did the mi fun and the pork ribs. I think mi fun is now part of our traditional Christmas, as this is the second year running we've had it. Also, we manage to make so much that the only thing it fits in is a giant dish about three feet across, colorfully painted with chile peppers. Someone gave it to us for putting chips and salsa in, but so far, the only thing we've ever used it for is to house ginormous amounts of mi fun every Christmas.
And for dessert, CHOCOLATE SOUFFLE! With raspberry coulis! I strained the raspberry sauce myself, and it tasted awesome! And the souffle was the right texture I am beaming with pride even as I type!
Today, me, my sister, and two of her friends went to see the SF Ballet's Nutcracker. It was really lovely, and it makes me want to watch Princess Tutu again, but I've found that after dancing and watching people dance, I think I prefer more contemporary stuff now. Though I still greatly appreciate the classical too -- it would have been great just sitting there and listening to the orchestra play all the familiar pieces.