|With roasted butternut squash - just in case you wondered!|
I was committed to using the Celery soup then, as I wouldn't be able to use it the following day for lunch (I had half a stir-fry mix to use up). I had a bit of a ponder and thought it might do. So I put the mushrooms and garlic back in the fridge and went with chicken and sweetcorn.
Oh dear. Well, it wasn't disgusting or unpalatable - but it was bland. Very, very bland. Oddly, it seemed to be quite rich as well because both hubby and I had problems getting through our chicken ration. I'm sure we wouldn't have had those problems with the mushroom version.
So, there's two lessons learned. One, look before you open the can and two, Cream of Celery Soup needs some help when used as a base for a sauce.
One day last week, I forget which now, we had our lunch and dinner upside down (lunch at dinner time and dinner at lunch time), which meant I missed out on my dinner (for some reason which I've also forgotten!).
Later on that evening, after sitting for a while listening to my tummy growling, hubby went out in the kitchen and rustled and clanked with packets and plates. Eventually, this is what he turned up with :
Isn't it just lovely? He'd tried to keep it all within the anti-inflammatory diet guidelines and did so very well with that. From the top, we've got smoked salmon & capers on rice cakes, then a blob of taramasalata with two celery sticks with which to eat it. A pickled gherkin, some pickled onions, cucumber, cherry tomatoes and a piece of cheese. Gorgeous!
Something else that wasn't especially planned, was the two baked Bramley apples that I made for Son & heir's (and my) dessert recently. Hubby doesn't like baked apple, so he abstained.
The recipe is very similar to my Rum Soaked Baked Apples, in that I drizzled rum over them before baking, but this time I filled them with sultanas and glace cherries (2 at the bottom, 3 at the top), then added the brown sugar and butter.
Half an hour in a medium oven (mine was 180deg C) and they're bursting with juice and delightfully foamy.
Somehow - goodness only knows how (hollow legs, I think!) - son & heir managed to eat his entire apple in one sitting. Mine lasted for two and was just as good second time around as it had been the day before.
I tend to forget about baked apples, but I really should make them more often. Son & heir loves them - and I really enjoy the smell of them baking, as well as the eating part!