Showing posts with label daycation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label daycation. Show all posts

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Rise Up: Daycation Outing

I've just gotten back from my one big outing of my daycation: lunch at Bloodroot. Mmmmm, what a treat. First, of course, the food is marvelous--escarole and garlic soup with white beans and parmesan chesee, grilled Swiss cheese sandwich, an order of Oatmeal and Sunflower Bread, and a delicious blueberry whipped cream roll. Oh, what a delightful meal, unrushed, no dirty dishes, delicious.

With great conversation. Yeah, I went alone but I'm friends with the owners who always have time for a chat. We talked about Western medicine, and its failures, and I got some recommendations for an accupuncturist, which my new doctor has suggested. We talked about asafoetida and how I shouldn't be put off by the awful smell because it adds such a je ne sais quoi to Indian dishes (though, I didn't have the heart to tell her that I threw the stinky bottle away because it was infecting my spice cabinet, even from inside a sealed plastic bag). We talked coconut oil and I got a pie crust lesson, using two pieces of plastic wrap to make it thin, perfectly circular, and easily moveable. We talked about novels and recent favorites, my reading Lonesome Dove, her reading Carl Hiassen and the Dragon Tattoo series (funny you should comment about that Cousin S, because she recommended them too!). So "alone" for lunch but not lonely. I love going there.

It was then and there I decided to make Bloodroot's signature oatmeal bread today, which I've never tried to recreate. I checked their cookbook before I left and knew I'd have to go pick up some sesame seeds. And so I stopped in a Bridgeport grocery store, sightseeing there as much as I have in NYC and TX. Because of the city's ethnic diversity, there were rows and rows of Jamaican, Mexican, Brazilian, and other ethnic foods, included a whole international soda area. Of course, I bought seem beans, pigeon peas, which I've only had in a can and want to try on my own as arroz con gandaules. I thought of getting a tamarind nectar drink, some coconut cream cookies, and a few other things but decided Mama and I should go back and explore together.

So now I'm home, with the oatmeal bread started downstairs, a cat on my lap (and not the one you think, Mama: Albus has become quite the lap kitty since our long TX hiatus, hasn't he?), and World Cup soccer on tv. I might nap a bit or sort files a bit or even bathe midday. Just not sure. And I've got hours and hours in which to do it. Or nothing . . . .

Or maybe, I should just go to dinner at Bloodroot, too! There's going to be be blueberry pie, in the crust I watched made.

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Oatmeal and Sunflower Bread

Pour 4 cups boiling water over 3 cups rolled oats and let cool for 1/2 hour in a large bowl. Oatmeal must be no more than warm when yeast is added.

In a stand mixer or by hand, add 2 tablespoons yeast to the oatmeal and stir in 2 tablespoons salt, 1/4 cup grapeseed oil (can substitute other vegetable oils), 1/2 cup molasses, and gradually add 5-8 cups unbleached white flour. Knead a good 20 minutes if working by hand and at least 10 minutes in a machine. Add enough flour to make dough silky, not tough and dry. When dough seems the right texture, add 1/2 cup sunflower seeds and 1/2 cup sesame seeds. Mix inito bread dough thoroughly and set aside to rise for 1 1/2 to 2 hours, covered with a dishtowel. Be sure your kitchen is not too hot. A long slow rising produces best flavor.

Grease 3 small loaf tins (9 x 5") or 2 larger ones. Punch down bread on a floured board and shape into loaves. Place in pans and let rise 1/2 hour.

Preheat oven to 350F and bake bread until done, about 45 minutes. Turn onto racks to cool

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A Daycation

Actually, it's more like a 36-hour vacation: Mama has taken the kids to NYC to see the family until Sunday afternoon, while I stay home with the cats, who had been sick this week and bear watching.
Wow, 36 hours by myself. That is almost unprecedented in the last 5 years. Sure, I'm quite lucky that, in addition to school, we have a babysitter come bi-weekly, but I usually fill those times with appointments and errands (albeit some coffee now and then). But this is a whole day and a half to myself. And even though I'm not going anywhere--the purpose, of course, being to stay home with the cats who have been upset by our long absence and vomiting up their displeasure--it's a welcome, indulgent, luxurious opportunity.

So what is a mommy without kids to do? Well, I started it off by going to my WW meeting--lost .8 lbs--on vacation!--which is nothing to sneeze at, considering pina coladas and such. Then I picked up and dropped off prescriptions (my new doctor, a physiatrist, or rehabilitation/pain physician who I consulted Thursday to much success--she concurs with my PT and suggests more core work and these great pain patches that work very well), as well as some ingredients. Yep, I'm going to relax with a little cooking. I'm planning a Mexican polenta pie, with black beans and cheese, as well as a yogurt poundcake. Yum. I'm also going out for one meal, just myself and Lonesome Dove. I'll blog and email and read and watch tv--I have World Cup on right now, maybe a movie later. If I get motivated, I'll purge some files; if not, I'll read and blog some more. I'll also meditate and do all my stretches and exercises. And stay up late and sleep in.

Nothing strenuous, nothing stressful. Just 36 hours of no stickiness, no toys to trip over, no bums to wipe, no meals to cook on demand. Though, granted, no hugs, no stories, no conversation, no funny moments, no artworks to hang on the walls. I'll either love it or be ready for everyone to come home.

Or, most likely, both.