In this discomfortingly de-energized day, I’ve actually slaved over a hot stove on two separate occasions; the first kitchen episode (including a report on my out-of-kilterdness) can be found here. The second scorcher of a session has just concluded, with what I hope will be a couple of tremendously successful Eurasian chicken casseroles of my own devising. In spite of a rather discomforting tiredness, I revelled in the sheer creativity of the process.
I proffer here my apologies to any vegetarian readers, not wishing to hurt anyone’s sensibilities but, I’ve got to admit, that an experimental (but economically necessitated) period of trying a whole grain and pulse diet in my post-grad days had some deleterious physiological side effects, from which I never seem to have totally recovered! Some of my friends, in the Ashram Community at the time, were quite happy to eat certain meats, the primary no-no being beef. This was an ethical issue unrelated to animal rights but, rather to the fact that it took 12lbs of grain to produce 1lb of beef. I still have qualms about beef, much as I love the flavour and texture, in a world where the grain could be better utilized!
After that slight digression, I’m happy to report that a glass or two of unoaked Chardonnay, ‘La Belle Terrasse’ [VdPd’Oc, 2004], is proving a great aid to my recovery.