Some good things happened today, we met a big deadline work-wise, I got new sleek hair to replace the greying frizzy enormity which seemed to have taken residence on my head (8 months between haircuts, people, is apparently not a good way to go), there is some definite progress on the kitchen, the baby room is now the finest purple, and rumour has it we’ll be getting an upstairs toilet next Tuesday. On the down side, we had to pay for some of the work being done (ouch) and there is a design fault in our kitchen. We have a set of big drawers at a 90? angle to a corner cupboard, where the breakfast bar bit comes out. There is no designated clearance for the drawers, so once the handles are on the cupboard, the drawers will only be able to open partially. Our contractor is going to cut the backing piece apart and insert a spacer so that both units are functional, but it means more time and another trip to Ikea for a replacement back panel. Most of the issues like this in the design-stage are forbidden by the computer software at Ikea, and it tells you that something will not work. This issue is evidently fine. I wonder if they’ll pay for the new panel, as it is their fault? I somehow doubt it.
This evening, we set about making Cornmeal-Crusted Catfish and Green Rice Pilaf with a minimum of enthusiasm. The fish was to be seasoned, dredged in cornmeal, fried then finished in the oven. We did all the cooking on the pan, as it was either that or the microwave. Meanwhile, we made some rice cooked in chicken stock and white wine with shallot, butter and thyme. When it was cooked we added the green part; a purée of basil, parsley, spinach, olive oil and lemon juice. Our mini food processor didn’t do a great job of making a purée of the blanched greens, it was more of a chopped sort of deal. Not to worry, the fish was served on top of the rice, with lemon slices on the side.
This meal was surprisingly good; a light summer supper which we never would have chosen to make. The catfish was beautifully cooked and I am always a little taken aback by how pleasant fish can be when I always think of it as something that I don’t particularly like. Tomorrow we will be having Crispy Fried Sesame Shrimp, Zucchini, and Mushroom Caps with a Ginger-Soy Dipping Sauce. As someone who is not supposed to be gaining weight as quickly as I have been doing between doctor’s appointments, I’m sure that the deep-fried, pancake-batter-encrusted dinner will not be exactly what the doctor ordered. Still, somewhere in the move we lost the bathroom scales so who knows what the damage will be? I guess on Monday everything will be revealed. I can’t wait. No really.