I was in intensive study mode for all of October while all of us took turns getting sick - such is la vie collective! Very little cooking and baking this month, as I have been extremely fortunate to have my dad visiting France to help look after G and doing all the shopping / cooking. So here are a few glimpses from my October...
Dreams of sourdough
Friday, 1 November 2024
In My Kitchen: November 2024
Saturday, 26 October 2024
Dream: a giant Chinese supermarket and the wrong Champ de mars
The dream starts on a busy road that looks distinctly Asian - perhaps Vietnamese? In real life I remember being on a road like this in Ho Chi Minh city - lots of lanes, lots of traffic densely packed in the formation of an endless stream. In order to cross the road, one must take the plunge and just dive in, trusting that the millions of motorcycles and rickshaws will simply go around you and leave you unscathed.
In the dream I'm with S and G in his pram. We suddenly see a giant Chinese supermarket on the other side of the road. It's huge, taking up most of a block, 3 storeys high, big glass windows and lots of enticing ads in the windows.
What's that supermarket? I say to S excitedly. We have to go there and pick up snacks!
But there's no way to cross the road. I try to convince S that we can just dive into the traffic and it'll be fine, but he refuses to cross the road citing concerns for the safety of G in the pram. It's true that it's different with a pram, and I start to doubt my conviction as well. We look around and there is no traffic light or crossing in sight.
Maybe we passed by one just now. S says.
We walk backwards, the way we came and after a long time we finally see a traffic light where we cross the road uneventfully. We walk quickly back towards the supermarket, but just as we approach it, all the lights suddenly go off and the whole building, previously brightly illuminated, fades to dark.
Oh no, we just missed it. I said to S, crestfallen that I don't get to have my snacks. We stand on the sidewalk feeling miserable.
Then S points out a restaurant just after the supermarket. He says it must be good cos people must go shopping at the supermarket and then have something there.
The restaurant is called "The house of Guo Xin 郭欣” and inside it is cramped with simple wooden tables and small square stools. The counters are sticky and the walls are devoid of decorations. This must be good, I said to S, it looks like we are in China.
We order wontons and they are brought out quickly by a brusque lady who dumps the big bowls in front of us unceremoniously. At that moment a guy comes into the
Ça va, S? T'es prêt pour la mission?? He says to us (How's it going? Are you ready for the mission?)
Oui oui, mais il faut d'abord manger notre wontons (Yes, but we have to eat our wontons first)
The guy takes a seat at our table and tries to tell the waitress in French that he also wants a bowl of wontons, but she doesn't seem to speak any French. Maybe it's also the way he is pronouncing wontons like how in French the last syllable is always accentuated like won-TON. Finally I tell the lady in Chinese and she brings out another bowl of wontons.
The wontons are excellent, just like how we eat them in Shanghai. Afterwards S leaves with the guy for "the mission" and he says he'll catch up with us later.
G & I stay in the restaurant for a while but the lady tells us to leave because our table is needed, and we walk along the super busy main street. Soon I see a small lane on the left and it looks so nice and quiet that I decide to go along it for a bit of rest from the craziness of the main street.
The lane is deserted and soon leads us to a big open space. When I look up it's the Eiffel Tower and it looks like we are on Champ de Mars, but the grass is all dead and has been replaced by rubble.
Suddenly I see S in the distance with 3 or 4 other guys. Between them they have a number of suitcases and one guy has a trolley like those used for transporting fridges, full of boxes.
The guy from the wonton restaurant sees me and he's super happy, yelling and waving at us. He says that the mission has gone exceptionally well because S was able to distract the guy at customs.
Customs?? I think to myself.
He opens a box and it's full of what appear to be children's books. He takes out a book to show me. When he opens the book, the story inside pops out like a hologramme, but much more real, like it's a real life enactment of the story. Like a 3D real life Youtube video.
He gives us a large blue giftbox which he says is for G. I give the box to G and it's almost as big as him. He holds it curiously in the pram, trying to open the top of it.
We still have to get some more of the stuff. S says to me.
No worries, I can just walk home from here. I say to him, since Champ de Mars is not too far from our apartment.
The guys leave and I start walking away from the Eiffel Tower in the direction of home. But all of a sudden I look up and I realise that the Champ de Mars is not straight anymore. The Eiffel Tower is somehow around the corner, whereas in real life Champ de Mars is a rectangle of park directly in front of it, so there's no way that the Eiffel Tower could be only in partial view.
But where am I? I think to myself. This is the wrong Champ de Mars.
And that's how I wake up.
Tuesday, 1 October 2024
In My Kitchen: October 2024
Will someone please tell me where September went? It was simply a daze of settling back into life in Paris, the beginning of G going to part time daycare and endless daycare-related illnesses - welcome to the real life G! I haven't been doing much cooking or baking since I have started studying in +++ mode for the specialist requalification exams in November..
one of our first breakfasts back in Paris, a pain au chocolat from the boulangerie downstairs (Eric Kayser) with coffee. sometimes simplicity is the best!
one of our first "to do" things back in Paris, a visit to our local Fromagerie Quatrehomme. here was some delicious blue cheese from somewhere that I've forgotten the name of!
and life is short, why not squeeze in a millefeuille? the raspberry variety is delicious in summer. this was from the boulangerie near Cardinal Lemoine station which also has excellent baguettes
I got my sourdough son up and running (after it went to Australia and back with me in the luggage) to bake this black sesame loaf for my mums group, but we all got sick and couldn't go in the end!
Sourdough back to life for this chocolate babka, I bartered it for a high chair for G
Another outing for my sourdough son - a jalapeno cheese pull apart bread, I didn't use the right type of cheese (only had emmental at home) and it was too mild, but warm gooey cheesy bread went down well anyway.
It was for a baby shower for one of the mums in my group who is due very soon - we had a Mexican themed party, tortillas, dips, flan... so much delicious food and look at that pineapple upside down cake!
Now onto the curveballs.. Please if you will allow me two (because they are both a little bit food related!)
Wednesday, 4 September 2024
In My Kitchen: September 2024
We had a wonderful August, split across several cities and catching up with lots of friends. I had written a wishlist before we went to Australia and I think we got to all of them!
Adventures in Darwin...
Curveball time
Simply, baby discovers mango at the beach. Not sure if he ate more mango or sand! He got his first two teeth in Darwin and started to practise walking - he's growing up fast!
Sending this to Sherry of Sherry's Pickings who hosts the monthly IMK series - thanks Sherry and have a great month everyone!
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Friday, 2 August 2024
In My Kitchen: August 2024
Someone once told me that once you have a baby, time just flies - I confirm this is true!!
In France...
We started July in Paris where we were madly eating the remnants of our fridge before our big trip...
A maple shaped pancake with maple syrup to celebrate Canada day
I have to have two curveballs this month because I just can't decide. We are in Australia for the European summer - I decided to come back to work so I can keep my Australian medical registration for now.. who knows it might come in handy if we decide to move back one day! Anyhow I love Darwin - it's my recurrent go-to place, also how this blog started in 2011. The top picture is from Berry Springs - what a lush tropical paradise, a warm 29 degree crystal clear spring to swim in. And the bottom is little G, now 7 months old, having his first taste of sand on Lee Point beach at sunset.
I'm sending this to Sherry of Sherry's Pickings who hosts the monthly IMK series. Thanks for hosting Sherry and have a great month everyone!