After nearly a month of being out of town, I’m back home and ready to cook. I return prepared, with a varied selection of new and wonderful cook books. These many new volumes of recipes will hopefully see me stationed often in the kitchen, creating what I hope will be dozens of mouthwatering recipes!
I’m excited about my finds, some of them planned purchases and others ridiculously cheap bargains I couldn’t turn down. I glanced at the Risotto book in London a couple of years ago and decided it didn’t contain enough for me to warrant buying. Likewise I looked at the Balancing Flavors book the last time I was in the US and again decided that while there were some goodies inside, I wasn’t persuaded enough to make a purchase. But then on this trip I found both of these books for $3 each. Who can resist that?
I’ve had Veganomicon on my want list for awhile, mainly based on all the awesome reviews I’ve read pertaining to what turns out to be a vegan bible. I’ve tried out one or two recipes, and I’m pleased. One day I will get around to sharing some favourites, perhaps?
I’m equally as excited about the Vegetarian Thai book, an item on which I’ve also had my eye. I handed it to my husband one afternoon with the hope that he would take some interest and, you know, get involved. He stopped at the first page to fall open and pointed without as much as glancing at the pages. What ensued, however, was a delicious Burmese style curry that I intend to make again and again.
The rest of my trip to the US was pretty uneventful food-wise. I mostly stocked up on easy goodies at Whole Foods and Trader Joes (does anyone else find it impossible to cook in someone else’s kitchen?) and made a couple of meals for my family. On Father’s Day I made enchiladas with salsa and guacamole and on another day I met some old friends for lunch and had a relatively tasty roasted vegetable salad (I hesitate because I am always weary of restaurant food in the US). That concludes my adventures in food while in the United States.
I popped home for a few days, made some cookes and icecream, and then jetted off to Amsterdam to visit friends. There I was at least able to answer to my craving for one of my few fast food cravings: Maoz Falafel. It is a weakness in which I indulge all too frequently when in Amsterdam.