[See end of blog for complete list of my ten commandments.]
I’m gutted with myself. Over the last two days, the food I’ve produced has been a bit poxy. Ffs, have you ever heard of cooked yet soggy chicken drumsticks?
Also, yesterday, for the first time since Jan 28th, I couldn’t take my walk. I say couldn’t. Didn’t? I had woken (been woken) during the night and found stiffness in my ankles. I calculated, at 3am, that I’ve been averaging around 40km a week, between my walks & runs, and also kiddie walks. It was no wonder my legs decided they were having none of it. I persisted today with the kids. It took us an hour and forty minutes to walk to my parents’ house. I could walk it in 25 minutes on my own but then I would not normally stop to amble in the stream, prance in puddles, lose my boots in the mud, climb a particularly tantalising tree, fall over and take a Capri Sun snack while still only one km from the start. I’ve decided it counts as one of my resolutions for the day. It all counts.
As these 30 days close, I am pondering a lot about what I’ve reaped and also what I will do for February. Here’s what’s bopped through my mind today:-
I’ve definitely toned up and lost weight. In fact, I think I’m suffering from reverse body dysmorphia. I’m nowhere near as strong and toned as I used to be, pre-baby. However, when I look at myself in the mirror, I feel like, after all this effort, I (should be) back to square 1 with my old figure. I’m stewing on the effort it took more than the results of that effort. I think I look ace. Then I see a photo of myself and I don’t recognise that person. That’s not me. She’s far too chubby to be me. I look way better than that in real life. It’s a great way to be and I’m pretty sure it’s just the upshot of laziness, cynicism of age and alcohol deprivation.
A few days ago, I was so proud to have figured out that one should read a recipe the night before you launch yourself at it in order to check timings of the food process. I wasn’t actually paying much attention to anything else. Until yesterday when I prepared a duck dish. The ingredients called for it to be skinned, which I dully did (whilst cutting myself). However, when I started to cook, the process was very confusing and said things like “put the skinned side down”. I still don’t know what I should or shouldn’t have done – but that’s not important. The dish was such a disaster that I’m sure I’ll duck cooking a duck again (wacka wacka ha ha ha).
Which brings me to another point, when trying to be arse-in-the-air fancy and cooking a new meat or food I’ve never even sliced before, I should probably research it a bit. I dunno, watch a few youtube videos or something, even a gif? I had no intuition about the duck so I overcooked it. And then I ignored (why oh why) the recipe and didn’t leave it sitting for long enough before I served it, so the juices ran into the sauce and it just looked gross. I f*cked up the duck.
Oh and I need to revise the “read the recipe the night before” to “read the recipe two nights before”. Yesterday morning I was reading the recipe for today which required overnight marinating of chicken. No problem. Except the drumsticks were in the freezer. I rushed the thaw a wee bit and that’s how you end up with soggy cooked drumsticks. Ta dah!
Hopefully tomorrow will be better. It’s not like I’m planning anything too complex like seafood linguine. Oh crap it is. Oh f*ck a duck…. and a chicken drumstick.
Below are the offending dishes –
Duck breasts with a piquant lime & ginger sauce (and that’s the last time I’ll try being so darn fancypants). pg 124
Sticky Chicken Drumsticks – see page 105 for how you probably shouldn’t make them soggy.
Ten things I commit to do daily for 30 days:
- No booze (except that used in cooking)
- Meditate for ten minutes
- Follow the literary diet https://www.theguardian.com/books/2020/dec/27/feed-your-soul-the-31-day-literary-diet-for-january-2021-culture-books
- Go for a run or a walk
- Cook something new – either a new recipe from my new Mary Berry cook book or else just something I’ve never cooked before
- No crisps
- Clean the kitchen every evening (sometimes I get lazy and leave stuff til the next day…)
- Do at least 5 sun salutations every morning
- Go through my phone every evening to make sure I have replied to all the whatsapps and texts I got that day
- No eating after 7pm (except Fridays and Saturdays – when else could I get my chocolate fix in except when kids are in bed?)