Monthly Archives: July 2014

Howling Waters


Ahhh a sunny Sunday afternoon.  No pressing engagements.  Food shopping all done, laundry washed, flat cleaned.  Time to kick back and relax, turn up the music, and let something tasty bubble on the stove for an hour or so.

And so it’s the perfect opportunity to cook that New Orleans classic, beans and rice (or beans and bread in my case, as I couldn’t be bothered to put the rice on).


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Crispy Kale


Second half of the recipe from  This time it’s the crispy kale, which sort of acts as a tasty but healthier version of fried seaweed.  Kale’s a bit of a superfood as well, so sling in a handful of cashews for protein and you’ve got a fabulous side-dish for a meal.

Plus a couple of left-over handfuls of fresh curly kale for my sister’s guinea pigs (their little faces…….).

What’s not to like?



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To Dhal, or not to Dhal


Woke up this morning (dah nahnahnahnah!), my dhal was dead (dah nahnahnahnah!)……

Sorry, wrong “woke up this morning” gig.  That one’s next Saturday at Fat Joe’s Crocodile-Rock Shackarama, drop by if you’re in the area.  Don’t forget to tip the waitress, watch out for the alligators.  (Or is that tip the alligator, and watch out for the waitresses….)?

Woke up that morning and saw the silvery pavements that meant it had rained overnight.  Opened the window wide in the hope of cool, fresh air, and instead God turned his Hairdryer on my face at medium-high.

So, still fiendishly humid and warm, then.

And whilst apparently it’s normally okay to accidentally oversoak urad dhal lentils, it’s probably not a good idea to leave a bowl of them soaking for 24 hours, in a warm flat, during what have been the hottest two days of the summer so far…..

Despite the strange fruity sweet smell I persevered, drained and washed them, began to boil them and after 10 minutes of even weirder smells gave up and dumped the lot.  (Although from the hint of fermentation I think I might have been *this* close to inventing lentil beer).

Turned to the internet for inspiration, and tripped over this economical and tasty dish (the pilaf lasted me 3 meals and 1 snack):

I didn’t have any kale at the time, but picked some up later for a separate dish.  I also substituted bulgur wheat for millet, which worked well.  Suspect any similar grain would be good.



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Million Dhallor Baby


Next up, chana dhal.  Tasty and moreish.  That was dinner, on a humid Saturday night, along with freshly-fried flatbreads, samosa and bhaji.  We paddled in the big paddling pool in the back garden, drank copious amounts of vodka, and ate like slightly damp kings…..

Original found here:

 (Photo to be uploaded when WordPress stops fecking about)


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It’s Flying Ant day, and all the Queens are drunkenly airborne.  On the edge of the metal drain-plate on the pavement a pile of them boil; intrigues and alliances too subtle for any human to catch.  The air is so thick with humidity that you can walk, smoothly and rolling in every joint, with no fear of falling; like an old sweater it would softly catch you if you fell.

Another Day, Another Dhallor


Had a go at Toor Dahl – edible enough but not worth writing up.  Will tweak the recipe, try again some other time.

However, the version of tarka the recipe employed was a little different to the usual spicyonionmixthing, and I redid it separately today, with some Quorn chicken, to create a fresh-tasting, Indian-influenced stir fry.


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