Wondering if officially getting back to work with students this week will keep me from the special place this has become for me.
As per our Saturday ritual, we visited our local farmer's market. I must have been hungry when I shopped, because I bought soooo much. I don't know what I was thinking. I had at least five recipes floating around in my head. One recipe was for Indonesian corn fritters. I found the recipe here, if you'd like to try it. This was incredibly quick, easy, and very tasty. Cub loved it too. I served it with my new food obsession...yogurt cheese. Sounds strange. It's just low-fat plain yogurt, placed in a coffee filter, placed inside a strainer that sits inside a bowl (to catch the moisture). It's all covered with plastic wrap and sits in the fridge over night. The yogurt gets super thick and creamy. I've made raita out of this recently. In the morning I added honey and sliced almonds. For a late night snack this evening, I've spread it on whole wheat crackers and topped it with cucumber slices. There are so many things you can do with it. A family member who was watching her cholesterol used to blend it with butter and use it as a healthy alternative to pure butter.
And for the random photo of the night...We were leaving my grandparent's house tonight and I walked by this room, looking for Cub's sandals. Then I back-tracked and took the photo. There was something I wanted to capture here. The warmth of the light and the way it filled the room reflected my feelings. Way back when, this was a room my brother and I shared when we first went to live with my grandparents. There used to be two beds, two dressers, two lamps.
As the years passed, the room has had many incarnations. It became my brother's room for many years and then my grandfather's office. Now, it is a simple guest room, intended for my daughter and I when we spend the night. Funny, after all these years, it still feels like home to me.