Steak. The meat that stayed in my mouth, as I proclaimed as an opinionated (some would say picky) 3 year old. I have to admit I have never cooked a steak before today. As a part-time vegetarian since about 15 years old, I hadn’t eaten a steak since I was a teenager living at home. When I do eat meat, one thing that is important to me is to buy my meat from humane, free range Alberta farms (organic for bonus points!), as often as possible. I had no clue what I was doing when I picked out my steak at the Farmer’s Market but the butcher complimented my choice, so I must have done something right! The next challenge was to turn this tender cut of meat into a perfectly cooked dinner that would make the cow proud. Enter the meat thermometer. I rely on one of these gadgets while cooking or I will turn a fine piece of meat into a cardboard substitute. As much as I am lusting over a ThermoWorks Themapen, my $5.00 Ikea one will have to do for now. And for someone who doesn’t particularly love steak, I have to say I did a pretty good job on this one! And it was super easy! The killer Red Wine-Mushroom Pan Sauce was just the cherry on top!
Tonight I was in the mood for a salad. But not the normal heaping pile of rabbit food that I usually call a salad. I wanted something that felt a little more special than usual. So I decided oven roasted tomatoes would do the trick. I have a love-hate relationship with tomatoes. I love them in salads but I hate them in sandwiches. When I order a burger at a restaurant, I don’t ask for them without tomatoes because I like to pick them off and eat them on the side. I guess there’s just a time and place for them, and it’s not in my burger, it’s in my salad.
Trudging up to my apartment on Monday, exhausted after a gruelling kickboxing session, I was greeted by my neighbour offering me a bowl of homemade Potato Soup. I can not tell you how happy I was that I said yes! (Not that I would have ever said no, she always makes the best food!). Heaped on the couch, I devoured the soup (and cried a little when I slurped down the last spoonful). It was the best soup I have ever eaten. After permeating my thoughts all week, I finally decided to attempt my own version. And yes, I totally licked the bowl clean.
What I make in the kitchen vastly depends on whether or not I plan on going to the grocery store that day. For the last few days I had planned on going grocery shopping today (my day off). But when I got up this morning, I knew that was not going to happen. It was definitely a pyjamas and couch kind of day. While sipping on some coffee and perusing the internet, I came across a recipe for Chocolate Coconut Scones. And, luckily for me, I happened to have all of the ingredients in my pantry!
This recipe is truly my own. It is a result of having a lonely container of blackberries sulking in the back of the fridge for a week and a ciabatta loaf petrifying on the counter. It also turned out to be the perfect hangover cure and the end to a surprisingly amazing weekend. This is definitely a recipe for a lazy sunday!