Yesterday Baby N was really fussy and out of sorts after her injections. She normally sleeps really well at night, but yesterday she started screaming within ten minutes of being put down, no matter how soundly asleep she seemed. My night involved nursing and or rocking to sleep, putting her down, creeping to bed, lying down, thinking about going to sleep then getting up to attend to the crying baby. And repeat. I must have got into bed for 5-10 minutes about 5 times, before I just gave up and just sat with the baby in the chair in her room. Then we both slept the rest of the night. She seemed pretty rested this morning, I felt like I’d fallen asleep drunk in a chair. I had the headache, the grumpiness, the achiness and the excruciating exhaustion; once again I was just missing the alcohol. I had a nap this afternoon on the sofa while Little A was coughing her way through her nap upstairs, just to continue the slept but not rested theme for the rest of the day.
This afternoon I made a second batch of mince pies with Little A, using up the remainder of the pastry from yesterday. She loves baking, calling it “making” or “bacon”. I have a feeling we’ll be doing a lot pf cooking once she comes out of daycare. I thought we might make homemade playdoh tomorrow, another thing I swore I’d never do when I was a kid. Homemade playdoh was as abhorent to me as the clothes that my mother used to make. I wanted nothing more than to have the same stuff as my friends when I first started school. What goes around comes around I suppose; I wish I had the time and inclination to make more clothes for the kids. Little A has had plenty of summer clothes that I sewed and I knit a lot of garments for her when she was a baby. Baby N has half a hat that I started to knit about a week or so before she was born; it may never be finished…
Anyway, this evening we made Crispy Horseradish-Battered Fried Fish with Watercress-Cucumber Tartar Sauce, which was supposed to rival English fish and chips. We would have to beg to differ on that one, but the meal was certainly reasonable.The cod was seasoned with salt and pepper, then dipped in dry pancake mix. It was then dragged around in pancake mix reconstituted with water, with some prepared horseradish mixed in and dropped into a pan of hot oil and fried. The sauce was made with mayonnaise, dill, watercress, cucmber, pickle relish, pickle, lemon juice, salt and pepper and hot sauce. The fish and sauce were served with chips fries.
This meal was pretty good, although neither of us were convinced by the pancake-mix batter. Surely it would not be too much more difficult to make the batter out of flour, water and salt, and sodium bicarbonate if necessary. Then it would not taste sweet, which is an odd flavour element when mixed with fish. It tasted more like fishcakes, which was not ideal. The accompanying sauce was pretty good, even though I am not normally a fan of mayonnaise-based things. The watercress, dill and pickles added a piquancy and bitterness which contrasted well with the creamy white stuff. The fries were oven fries, which are nothing particularly special.
Overall, it was nice to eat fish again, and the batter was so thick that it did just peel away so eating it was not compulsory. The sauce is good- some chopping, but easy and quick and it has a very distinctive taste. Tomorrow we will be having Pork Chops in a Sweet Chili and Onion Sauce with Creamy Cilantro Potato Salad. Tomorrow is also the day that Rachael Ray is in town. I think I might go along with the very well-thumbed book, but no conversation.