Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Sewing A Shower Curtain

All this worries me a bit (spicy beef udon)



A noon on weekdays, there was a bowl of ramen kimchi at home Higuma (while I waited for my order, the gentleman at the next table s is turned to me and told me I was pretty, which left me speechless - I can not even say it tastes weird, because I have heard many many many Benjamin Biolay of * to the person who accompanied him, then good ...).
One evening when nobody was at home, were ramen spiced leeks in a small shop in the same street. Need
heat and spiciness.

The same week, I shared a meal Japanese delicate and refined with a loved one, I regret not seeing more often. Moreover, it is because of this sudden and overwhelming desire of ramen.

And then there were plenty of other things: a sandwich made with bread exquisite, two units of best flan of earth (ordered by telephone the day on the good advice of Claire this I was able to dodge the queue and to pass in front of everyone - very very enjoyable) gallons of tea Korean yuzu, a solitary lunch in a very run of the Rue des Martyrs, where I could see a turkey writer, surrounded by three other turkeys ( and I fancy the same person backcrossed three days later, again surrounded by turkeys), a taste of the Loire, where I had set foot in ages (and where there was Pie with Orange, but I took a "muffin" (sic) with spices and orange which proved delicious). And also a bright day with Claire, who told me recently it had tested 50 recipes from here (wow! but that's nothing compared to the 100 recipes tested in Loukoum ° ° ° ).



All these frivolous pleasures are probably not very reasonable when you consider that the spiral of lose will resume in three months: re-center job, re-classified ads, re -lean, re-dumps (if you want lessons Ratag life, call me) ...
It torments me a little .

The kitchen comes down to the everyday little thing now. New recipes are rare (but I would just like to report orecchiette alla barese , you always heard and a salad cauliflower and apple granny fresh and surprising). And always this desire
noodles ...

Spicy Beef Udon
Wagamama (recipe taken from this book )


(my picture is a thousand times more beautiful than the book, I am overwhelmed)

for 2 people

300 g udon noodles (initially: 200 g) 200 g
rump steak into strips 1
tbsp cornstarch 3 tbsp
soy sauce (eg Kikkoman.) (original: 1 cs)
2 tbsp neutral oil
3 cm fresh ginger, peeled and grated
4 handles leaves of chard cut into strips (originally: the spinach)
2 stalks scallion cut into 4 cm
1 small red chili, seeded and finely chopped
2 tbsp of oil Sesame
1 teaspoon sesame seeds quickly dry roasted in a hot pan

Cook noodles as directed on package. Drain and cool.
In a bowl, combine beef, cornstarch and 1 teaspoon soy sauce. Book.
Heat oil (neutral) in a wok (or failing that a pan) and cook the ginger for 30 seconds.
Add beef and cook for 2 minutes.
Add spinach, scallions, 1 tablespoon of water and drop the vegetables for 1 minute.
Add 2 tablespoons soy sauce and pepper. Taste and adjust seasoning.
Stir in noodles and mix thoroughly (I love that expression!).
Serve drizzled with sesame oil and sprinkled sesame seeds.



****** * Imagine that Benjamin B. had only 2 wins music, and that of the original song was won by a marshmallow dripping unspeakable. It is a scandal.

Monday, March 1, 2010

Dog Crates Conveted To Rabbit Cage

Melancholic and elsewhere (after three years: just ice Nut Nut)



Needless to go around the bush: a man came into my life. That's why I'm speechless, speechless for several weeks.
Certainly he has the hair greasy (and a tiny nose ), but it is the largest contemporary artist. Yes, yes, yes. A composer, performer and arranger outstanding. And also a wonderful poet (most great poet of all time, it is ; his poetic work is unfortunately not translated into French, it seems ... but that is not the subject). Listen
just see his divine melodies, its sumptuous arrangements. Listen to his lyrics show a little melancholic, disillusioned and angry. Go and see her sing for real, interpreted with elegance Kites piano, spitting with rage over his words Originally , or be hailed as a rock star on Padam . This guy is able to make you love both violins that electronic music or hip-hop is a sign of genius (readers doubtful, spare me your criticism, I will not suffer any contradiction on this subject - I could even exercise my right to censor negative opinions, is to say ...).
The other shock was that I recognized in the accompanying harpist an old classmate (second), which was a pretty bad student at the time, and there I realized the The extent of my lose.
If only I had made a second musical ...

******



Last Saturday of February.
A picnic in Lebanon Arenes de Lutece.
A walk through the Latin Quarter.
A small foray into the Finnish Institute, which exhibits an unusual sea creatures . A mela
sorbet and hot chocolate with spicy Grom . A rustic bread
(buckwheat, served by the baker's kinder than I know - and this is not a antiphrasis), Cosi bread and a small pendant for loot.
A bus ride.
A nice Saturday.

******

routine.
The office, kisses in the morning, dictionaries, automata, lunches in the canteen, the meetings of Monday, the tea time and sitting crosswords ...
this routine were added Lessons small photo of my left, the developer of the Internet , who was a photographer in a previous life. Under his guidance, I found a little envy and motivation. The photograph below is obviously not perfect, but I applied a bit much to take ("a bit much," because I actually applied at the beginning and impatience took over). As you can see, nothing transcendent in my kitchen lately.

Ice Nutella simple ( of Clothilde - English version here )



320 g Nutella (or Tiger Creme Rapunzel)
410 g (a can) evaporated milk

Put Nutella in a large bowl.
Stir condensed milk in batches, mixing well to obtain a homogeneous mixture.
Refrigerate for several hours (the mixture must be cold).
Start ice cream maker and pour in the mixture.
Once the ice is ready, to take a little longer in the freezer.



****** As I am a great specialist in wishing birthdays late, there is no reason that I depart from the rule when it concerns me. So with two days late (slight delay compared to two weeks for the birthday of Claire, for example - Happy Birthday, Claire!): 3 to Happy Mouth Full! But sorry: no lesson in pictures this year. It will return in a year :-)

Long live Benjamin Biolay!

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Tattoos With Silver Ferns

The red coat, the collection boxes and the little monkey to look grim (scones cheddar and parmesan)



Aside from the fact that it took listening to Vincent Delerm for breakfast - but hey, I do not blame him - and that she does not even kept sfogliatelle , it has welcomed us like queens, it's true.

I'll tell you though those three days in Strasbourg to tell you how it was great, but due to a huge shock that I did not always hand * I can not find my words, I can not to speak ... And my pictures are ugly. However, I can show you a preview of the delicious things we have been fortunate to eat in nice apartment:















Thanks ° ° ° Loukoum . Thank you N. You are extra.


During this weekend, I talked a lot about cheese scones, among other things. I must say that I did it twice in less than two weeks so it was good **.

Scones Cheddar and Parmesan (from Gracianne inspired by It forno )



to 6 large or 8 large scones

least 450 grams of flour T45
1 large
egg 1 teaspoon dry mustard 1 teaspoon
Espelette
1 teaspoon black pepper
ground 1 teaspoon salt
3 teaspoons baking powder
50 g butter cold
50 of grated Parmesan
50 g grated cheddar
chives 2 tablespoons chopped
225 ml of milk
1 egg yolk (and milk) for gilding

Preheat oven to 180 ° C.
Sift flour into a large bowl.
Add yeast, mustard, salt, pepper and Espelette pepper, and mix well.
Add butter cut into small pieces and sand at your fingertips.
Add grated cheese and chives and mix well.
Beat egg with milk, pour into the dry mixture and knead quickly into a ball - the dough should be kneaded longer at risk of getting too dense scones.
On a lightly floured surface, roll dough into a circle 2 cm thick.
Brush with egg yolk (and sprinkle with Parmesan cheese). With a wide
knife, cut triangles and place on a baking sheet.
Bake 20 to 30 minutes at 180 ° C (the scones are not be overcooked or they would lose their softness - mine here is a little too golden). In

sandwich with smoked salmon good, a little heavy cream and ground black pepper, is divine.



****** * Nothing serious. It has nothing to do with Strasbourg or ° ° ° Loukoum . But I must speak to you one of those days ...
** Heaven. This post is really the zero degree of writing. I am quite ashamed (not Patoumi wants) ...