A Taste of Color

I try not to post too many pictures of food on this blog. I certainly take a ton of them, but would like to mainly post them on my other blog where I put recipes and more in depth topics. This is supposed to be just a photo glimpse.

That being said, sometimes I just can't resist the look of color and texture you see while cooking. This pot became a berbere spiced Ethiopian dish.

A Bit of Berbere

I'm back in the groove of cooking! Yesterday I stopped at Babylon Market and picked up some injera and berbere spice. Today, after some research, I picked out two Ethiopian recipes to try. I have made Ethiopian once before and it turned out well, but really wanted something with a berbere sauce. The dish on the right is a red lentil stew: onions, tomatoes, garlic, berbere and lentils. The second dish really hit the spot for me, it is potatoes, carrots and green beans in a caramelized onion and berbere sauce. Yum!

We served it with some cottage cheese to tone down the spice for the kids. The lentils had to be restocked as they were consumed quickly. I'm still thinking about how wonderful those carrots turned out. Everyone declared it satisfactory.

Back to College?

This is my makeshift rolling pin. It is reminiscent of my college years where I used a Strawberry Hill bottle to roll out cookies, crusts and pizza dough. (Best thing that came from my roommate of the time, that bottle.)

Here I am, in my new house, looking for the rolling pin. I haven't used this since the move and I look in every drawer it should have been in and then every drawer and cupboard it shouldn't. I thought we were doing pretty well with the move; only one item missing and one broke. Was I going to have to add my rolling pin to the tally?

If I had been organized, this lack of a rolling pin wouldn't have occurred in the middle of making pie crusts for my quiches. Instead I was left scrambling to find something before my crusts dried out. I didn't have time to weight it down with beans or anything that would have made the process easier. As I finished up the fourth crust I reached into the baking drawer to pull out a scraper and there was my rolling pin, exactly where I looked first!

Think I need a bit of sleep or maybe my eyes checked?