One of my old student flatmates was devastated to hear that the song Perfect Day may not be a testament to enduring romance, but rather an ode to heroin addiction. I can’t say for sure, but I think I may have had similar emotions when I read this evening’s recipe for Sweet Lemon Salmon with Mini Carrots and Dill…
1 18-ounce bag of “baby” carrots (really, these are big carrots cut by machine into baby carrots)
What? How did I not know this? How can it be allowed? Gutted I am, gutted. What a con. Anyway, now that my illusions have been shattered, and Oz revealed himself to be a fraud, we must pick up the pieces of my dreams and find a way to carry on.
Speaking of carrying on, this post was just interrupted by some projectile eruptions from the baby, followed by a bath for both of us. She is now sleeping in her own bed, where she will hopefully have a great night’s sleep. After saying she slept 6 hours in a row the previous night, last night was far less peaceful, but onward and upward. Today we got her a soother thing for her crib with music and lights. The one we bought for Little A was absolutely tremendous in helping to get the baby to sleep by herself without using me as a prop. Even now, Little A loves that machine, it’s the only thing that we have which regularly needs new batteries. She plays it every night and often through the night, and she’ll happily be entertained by it for quite a while in the morning. The one she has also projects onto the ceiling, and we thought we’d just by the same one for Baby N. We figured we should try and avoid the ‘unable to get self to sleep’ crisis, if at all possible by starting as we mean to go on. This was thwarted somewhat when we discovered that the soother we were after is now discontinued and retails for almost $90 on Amazon. What? How many of these must there be in the world? Hundreds of thousands. Pah! Anyway, Little N now has a non-projecting non twittering Rainforest soother which cost us considerably less and still works. Behold, the baby is asleep! (OK, let’s just reason that jinxes don’t exist, full stop.) I might write a book, praying on all new parents and their anxieties, “get your child to sleep at night for $30″. It’s bound to be a runaway success. I know I read at least 4 sleep related books with Little A, until the paediatrician told us to put her to bed at 7pm and go in again at 7am. Nightmare. Worked a charm after 3 hellish days, but I digress.
Anyway, earlier the kitchen smelled of salmon, but now it is filled with the delicious aroma of chocolate cake (recipe, courtesy of Nigella Lawson, baking, my mum). I am so excited to eat some home-baked cake, I have been craving it for months days. But, the dinner. We made a lemon-sugar topping for the salmon by dissolving sugar in a little water and the juice of a lemon over a low heat. The salmon was seasoned with salt, pepper and lemon zest, then placed in a hot oiled pan. When the first side was cooked, we turned the salmon, and drizzled the lemon sugar mixture over the top. The salmon was supposed to be finished in the oven, but we just kept it in the pan and put a lid on it. The fraudulent baby carrots were cooked in a bit of water, drained, then drenched in butter (we used less than a tablespoon rather than the called for two tablespoons), seasoned with salt and pepper and tossed with chopped dill.
Dinner was ridiculously quick and easy and it tasted really good. And it turned out so very, very orange. It was an incredibly light meal, leaving me with plenty of room for the chocolate cake, which has just come out of the oven (a lucky escape after mum set the timer for an extra 5 hours rather than 5 minutes). The salmon was tangy, firm and very tasty. I would absolutely use this recipe again. The carrots were good, we all agreed that the dill was surprisingly successful on the vegetable rather than the fish. My only addition would be a few boiled potatoes to round out the meal. Tomorrow, we will be hitting the chicken once more with Mediterranean Chicken and Saffron Couscous.
Incidentally, our domain name, oneyearproject.com, is up for renewal, and we have decided to keep it. We are discussing what we are going to do next year. We don’t know yet, I guess we have a month to decide, but we will be doing something. For a year, amazingly enough, well if we stick it out that is. One Year Project: The Sequel is officially in the works. Let’s hope it’s not a complete dud as so many sequels are. Speaking of duds, my sleep book will have to omit the fact that the method doesn’t actually work particularly well; we have one wide awake baby once more, and it’s only 11.30pm.