This was TBHITW's favorite time of year. Apple picking, pumpkin picking, cool nights and glorious days. Oh my.
My heart aches with it all.
I have been doing a lot of cooking. Not a lot of eating, but that's okay, it is the act of cooking that soothes me.
I made chicken paillard the other day for the 16 year old kidadult. This is one of his favorite meals and he can eat it morning, noon and night. Seriously, he does.
The problem I am having is right now is that all of our food is packaged in three to five people quantities. I am a bit of a food hoarder and because I buy all of our food direct from the farm I have HUGE amounts of it. For instance, when I buy beef, I buy a 1/4 steer. When I buy chicken I buy ten chickens. Or an entire pig. I then divide it all up into meal servings.
See what I mean? Way too much food.
Anyway, I canned apples the other night because it is apple picking time and my CSA share is giving me about twenty apples a week. An apple a day? How about three or four?
Canned with lemon slices and nutmeg.
I also made mussels with pesto because the last of the basil is here. I have bushes of it. Bushes!
Even when I try to cook for just two of us I make too much. I made pan fried cod the other night and it multiplied in the pan. I swear it didn't look like that much at the fishmongers when I bought it.
My sister and her two littles came to visit last night and I made chicken flautas. It was good to cook for someone. The kids liked the flautas but of course I made way too many. If TBHITW was here he would have eaten with gusto. Then he would have scolded me for "doing it to him again".. making him eat too much.
I am a cook who has lost her biggest fan. I am a wife without a husband. I am lost.