The really special part of this is the yogurt sauce recipe that came in last week's newsletter. I tried out Tamar Adler's instructions for roasting cherry tomatoes, zucchini, turnips, eggplant and peppers last friday. They were pretty delicious just on their own or mixed into bulgar, but now we'll have them with sauce!
Same cookbook, different dish. This one will use up the rest of last week's zucchini and feature tofu, if I make it to the store to buy some. I'm debating making it with chicken stock instead of water, since we have no vegetable broth and I'd rather not make (or buy) any.
Pomegranate molasses is one of those strange ingredients sitting in my fridge that I very rarely use. How exciting that it will help me use another ingredient I very rarely use: eggplant. This is made with tempeh and the recipe calls for winter squash, but I'm going to see if I can sub in zucchini instead. Because it's still summer.
This is an easy and delicious way to eat up the squash that just keep coming this time of year. All you really need are a few summer squash, an onion and a little crème fraiche or sour cream to dollop on top. You can use whatever type of broth you happen to have on hand - chicken stock, vegetable stock or just plain water with salt.
I love Indian food and I love to come home to dinner bubbling away in the crockpot, so that I can pull off a homemade meal quickly after work, school, camp, baseball, soccer or whatever else comes between me and the stove.
We came home late from school, again today. I started Sesame Street at 5:00, hoping to have dinner on the table by 6:00 and finished by 6:15, which seems easy enough, since the kids either gobble it down or don't eat at all. Today's scheduled recipe was eggplant curry, using leftover chicken from tuesday's paella. But, I hadn't salted the eggplant beforehand, and now twenty minutes of letting salty eggplant sit and drain into the sink seems like an awful waste of time.
My daughter has a dirty mouth. Today at preschool she said "poo-poo head." She ran around and around the table. She hid under the table. She ignored the parent-teacher. She was so naughty that the story she wrote was confiscated, and when she and a co-conspirator told a different teacher they didn't care about their bad behavior, they lost their show-and-tell privileges.