seldear | bruises and food

My legs are all over bruises. I think it's because of hockey, but I'm not sure. Well, I know the bruise on my left ankle is because of hockey - someone whacked a ball right into my ankle. Nothing broken I think, just bruised and OW if you touch it. And I know the one on my right foot is where I banged it on the tape player my sisters left in the hallway. Also, my upper back muscles feel like they need a really good stretch, and my lower back wants to lie down for a few hours. Actually, I want to lie down for a few hours myself and just sleep.

Last night was a really good dinner at the parentals' - my stepdad did a pork loin stuffed with figs, plus crackling, stir-fried cabbage, and baked vegies: Kent pumpkin, potatoes, and carrots. The potatoes and carrots were sprinkled with dried sage and thyme - my stepbro used to work for Masterfoods and I think my stepdad is trying to get through the collection of spices and herbs that A brought home while he worked for them - and the pumpkin was sprinkled with tarragon. Dessert was home-made galettes - apple and pear - with cream and/or ice-cream.

There wasn't enough cabbage, IMO. I know cabbage is not high on people's lists of 'things they love to eat' but when sliced fine (like coleslaw fine), and lightly stir-fried with garlic and onions and a dash of salt or sauce-of-choice, it's beautiful.

Galettes are surprisingly easy: take an apple or pear, core and slice thinly, arrange on a sheet of puff pastry, sprinkle with sugar for some light caramelisation, bake in an oven at 150C for about 12-15 mins.

I ate a little more than I should have; kept picking at the food, even though I knew I was at 80% fullness and by the time I ate it, I'd be a bit over-full.

Honestly, this is a big factor in why I go to the gym 3x a week, play hockey and attend hockey training: because I love my food and I hate shopping for new clothing.

Incidentally, the music from Enchanted is hilarious every time.

Crossposted on Dreamwidth with

comments.