Katherine asked me how I make it. I don't measure anything, I've just done it often enough to be able to gauge from looking and tasting.
I soak some dried chickpeas overnight, then cook them for about an hour and a half, simmering in a pot of water. The I drain and rinse them, and blend them together with garlic, olive oil, lemon juice, some tahini, salt and paprika. I add some water to get the right consistency. In the serving dish I usually drizzle on extra olive oil and sprinkle more paprika and some chopped parsley. Sometimes I have also added extra things, like chopped black olives or spring onions. Short, sweet and simple.
On NYE, Jason and Tracey and offspring were coming to visit at tea time, and then other friends were coming to dinner, and so I wanted to have something home made to go with a cup of tea. I made some peanut butter biscuits, adapted from a recipe my sister gave me years ago, and I rediscovered it last year on a scrap of paper amongst all the boxes of crap that were shipped after years of being in storage in NZ. They were even nicer than I remembered. I think Jason would like the recipe.
125g butter ⅓ of a cup of soft brown sugar ⅓ of a cup of caster sugar ⅓ of a cup of good peanut butter (I get that crunchy organic stuff for hippies) ½ a teaspoon of vanilla essence 1¼ cups plain flour 1 teaspoon bicarb A pinch of salt A bar of good 70% dark chocolate (I used 100g Lindt 70%)
1) Cream the butter, peanut butter, sugars and vanilla with a beater 2) Sift the flour, bicarb and salt and work them into the other ingredients with a wooden spoon 3) Chop the chocolate and mix it in 4) Make small balls of the thick dough, place them on greased trays or trays lined with baking paper and squash each ball with a fork - I think my mixture made about 28 small biscuits
I've obviously not done a good job of revitalising my 'blog; haven't written anything since October. Mainly I know I need to do more to keep up with people not on Facebook -- I've not really taken to that google+ thing so far.
Anyway, the point of this post is Katherine wants to know how I make tabbouleh. I love tabbouleh, and I made some on Saturday night as I was going walking on Sunday and needed something to take for lunch, and it's probably my favourite thing to take for lunch on a walk - very sustaining.
Put some dry bulghur wheat in a bowl, add a little salt, pour on boiling water until it's just covered with a mm or two of water to spare. Cover the bowl and wait for half an hour. Stir it up and mix in some olive oil and lemon juice - I add them by taste. Then I add chopped spring onions, and loads of chopped tomato and parsley, and maybe some coriander leaves. You can also use cucumber, but actually I tend not to if I'm planning on keeping it more than a day. If I'm expecting it to be a whole meal in itself, I mixed in some feta cheese cut into tiny cubes. Then chill it.
Two weekends in a row to London. I was up at 5:30 this morning getting ready to drive back to the office, and now I am looking forward to my bed very much. Last weekend was a bit traumatic; we had lunch at Maze Grill (one of Ramsey's) and I got very ill while I was there. I'm pretty sure it was the trout starter, but they assured me since that many people had the same dishes I had and no other problems were reported. I guess it could've been coincidental, but I'm very suspicious given it was sudden, violent and over fairly quickly, although my head and nose are still sore from bashing myself about when I was struggling to remain conscious.
The weekend just gone was less eventful, but we did go to see Glen Campbell at Southbank. He's doing his final tour, now suffering from dementia. He can still hold the stage though.
Next week is field trip week for our Faculty, and I have planned to take the week off. I was planning to spend much of it in London, but I feel like staying home. I can't park at Kris's during the week, so I'd have to use public transport, and trying to plan getting about on buses and trains and things just makes me feel like I want to stay home. Also, I feel like maybe I do just need some time at home. I'm tired.
I've had a weekend of bright autumn sunshine, colourful leaves and baking for a tea party, in my city that looks like this:
(when you stand on the suspension bridge).
Also, strange dreams about high tech office furniture, people dismissing me, small rooms filled with books, and travelling.
This morning I didn't want to leave my car and come inside, because I was enjoying listening to Mary Warnock on the radio, talking about how the basis of morality for secular society is the emotion of sympathy and not reason, which brings into question the notion of faith-based versus rational approaches to morality.
Now I'm here I have students emailing me about modules I've never even heard of.
I watched a couple of episodes of Gavin & Stacey last week, and found it very amusing. I never bothered with it before - for some reason I expected it would be like Will & Grace (which I think is rubbish) because the title is two people's names. I don't suppose it was very logical to think so.
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This is the best thing Katherine has sent me today so far.
Katherine and I disagreed about that pink cat. I think, assuming it's well cared for generally, it's not such a terrible thing to happen to a cat. Many worse things happen to creatures and people, eg it's not long until 'small children dressed as pumpkins' season.
I'm not in Oxford. Actually, I'm so tired at the moment that I think I really needed down time at home. It seems ages since I had a whole weekend home alone with nothing much planned. But I do feel like I've been submerged in my head and out of touch with people, and I don't really know how to get myself back into things again.
I did go out in the morning (clothes shopping) and it was lovely and bright out, but cold! I wore a winter coat and gloves and sun glasses. I'm cold right now, but still haven't turned on the heating -- it's still September!
I also got a load of washing done and line dried. Domestica. I tried the plum jam I'd made under difficult circumstances this afternoon, because I was scared that maybe it wasn't nice (and I'd been giving it to people) but it was nice. In the week I froze beans and added those to the raspberries and plums already in the freezer. I'll have to try to remember to use up all this stuff somehow.
I finally tracked down a hot water bottle in Superdrug at Fishponds. They said they don't normally have them, but brought them in from another shop because of demand. No covers though, so I've made my own out of an old jumper, as per a suggestion on the Guardian website (although I think the depicted example looks a bit tatty), and have been embroidering it this evening in front of the television.