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urocyonLast night, I tried my hand at making makki ki roti (a lot like a corn tortilla, with plain, non-nixtamalized flour). The results were thoroughly edible, if a bit strange. :) Even after I started getting the hang of handling the dough--even being used to handling hot-water corn dough (yummy!)--I never really got the hang of getting the breads into the pan intact without making them about twice as thick as I wanted. That was better than I'd managed trying to make tortillas before, at least.
I'd originally planned to wrap stuff up in them, but they were thick and stiff enough that I wound up piling it on top. I threw together some spinach with onions and mushrooms fried with a little bacon, dill, mixed pepper, and lemon, and some vagely-fajita-seasoned chicken. (The big jar of "fajita seasoning" we've got is tasty, but more like fajitas via South India; this is the UK.) With some assorted cheese, it was pretty good anyway. :) In a little while, I'm going to chuck some of the mixed leftovers in with a little GF pasta, with maybe a dollop of Greek yogurt.
I was hoping that my infernal back would straighten out some overnight, but instead I woke up with a really obviously subluxated sacroiliac. (That's one dubious benefit of having basically no padding there; I can feel with my hands that the sides of the joint are uneven!) It has been that way for probably a week to a lesser extent. Waking up in a weird and uncomfortable position from Max crowding me didn't help at all. (But he's so cute...) Some stretching exercises have helped the unhappy muscles some, but the joint hasn't wanted to pop back where it's supposed to be so far--and I really don't want to overdo the stretching. This is getting really, really old.
And I'm irritated at hesitating to ask Ingvar to pick up more Nurofen Plus on his way home, since I've gone through the last batch pretty quickly with that joint staying subluxated. (It's pretty weak compared to, erm, most of the pain I get, but I'm so glad there is something available without a prescription when I'm having doctor avoidance! No, total lack of pain relief is not enough to force me past the PTSD, as I found when I was back in the US.) Funny--if that's the word--how the "raving dope fiends making shit up to get that great 8mg of codeine" thing gets internalized so it can pop back up occasionally. (Who am I kidding? More than occasionally.) Grrr.
So, today I'm taking things a little easy. I need to clean the goldfish tank anyway, since I've been putting it off for days with my back acting up. :/ But, I'll be extra careful about the way I'm moving doing it. That and some reading comprise my plans. :)
Between the rainy weather and everything else, it looks like a good night for some quick and easy potato soup! Maybe cheesy potato soup. I can find some kind of easy protein to gnaw on to balance things out, maybe some tuna. I was wanting to experiment with ground almonds in the oaty topping for an apple-and-pear crumble--sounded great!--but I think that will wait for another day.
ETA: Oh my. Poking around a bit in the nixtamalization search results, I ran across one, erm, interesting recipe: Soft Polenta: Soaked, Nixtamalized and Delicious. This blogger (who seems to be in the US) went through multiple steps involving cornmeal and lime water--not rinsed out!--to make grits. Without, AFAICT, knowing that's what she did. (But it's not déclassé if you call it polenta!) I guess if you wanted it Nourishing Traditions-styley, you could buy a bag of grits and soak them overnight. And have odd-textured, mushy grits. OK...
What with the trouble getting non-instant (urgh) grits here, I have considered picking up a bag of African samp (kept an Algonquian name, lost the lye treatment) and messing with lye or lime water, and then grinding it up. (Then I saw some Mexican hominy.) But that's kinda different.
I'd originally planned to wrap stuff up in them, but they were thick and stiff enough that I wound up piling it on top. I threw together some spinach with onions and mushrooms fried with a little bacon, dill, mixed pepper, and lemon, and some vagely-fajita-seasoned chicken. (The big jar of "fajita seasoning" we've got is tasty, but more like fajitas via South India; this is the UK.) With some assorted cheese, it was pretty good anyway. :) In a little while, I'm going to chuck some of the mixed leftovers in with a little GF pasta, with maybe a dollop of Greek yogurt.
I was hoping that my infernal back would straighten out some overnight, but instead I woke up with a really obviously subluxated sacroiliac. (That's one dubious benefit of having basically no padding there; I can feel with my hands that the sides of the joint are uneven!) It has been that way for probably a week to a lesser extent. Waking up in a weird and uncomfortable position from Max crowding me didn't help at all. (But he's so cute...) Some stretching exercises have helped the unhappy muscles some, but the joint hasn't wanted to pop back where it's supposed to be so far--and I really don't want to overdo the stretching. This is getting really, really old.
And I'm irritated at hesitating to ask Ingvar to pick up more Nurofen Plus on his way home, since I've gone through the last batch pretty quickly with that joint staying subluxated. (It's pretty weak compared to, erm, most of the pain I get, but I'm so glad there is something available without a prescription when I'm having doctor avoidance! No, total lack of pain relief is not enough to force me past the PTSD, as I found when I was back in the US.) Funny--if that's the word--how the "raving dope fiends making shit up to get that great 8mg of codeine" thing gets internalized so it can pop back up occasionally. (Who am I kidding? More than occasionally.) Grrr.
So, today I'm taking things a little easy. I need to clean the goldfish tank anyway, since I've been putting it off for days with my back acting up. :/ But, I'll be extra careful about the way I'm moving doing it. That and some reading comprise my plans. :)
Between the rainy weather and everything else, it looks like a good night for some quick and easy potato soup! Maybe cheesy potato soup. I can find some kind of easy protein to gnaw on to balance things out, maybe some tuna. I was wanting to experiment with ground almonds in the oaty topping for an apple-and-pear crumble--sounded great!--but I think that will wait for another day.
ETA: Oh my. Poking around a bit in the nixtamalization search results, I ran across one, erm, interesting recipe: Soft Polenta: Soaked, Nixtamalized and Delicious. This blogger (who seems to be in the US) went through multiple steps involving cornmeal and lime water--not rinsed out!--to make grits. Without, AFAICT, knowing that's what she did. (But it's not déclassé if you call it polenta!) I guess if you wanted it Nourishing Traditions-styley, you could buy a bag of grits and soak them overnight. And have odd-textured, mushy grits. OK...
What with the trouble getting non-instant (urgh) grits here, I have considered picking up a bag of African samp (kept an Algonquian name, lost the lye treatment) and messing with lye or lime water, and then grinding it up. (Then I saw some Mexican hominy.) But that's kinda different.
