I can wrap up my week’s accomplishments in numbers:
7: hours spent last Wednesday in a round-trip to Ikea
45: dollars spent on meatballs, cheese and reindeer-shaped pasta
2: constructions with Bearhands’ assistance
4: unaided constructions
9 ½: toes remaining after repeatedly kicking my toe on a suitcase that I wasn’t clever enough to shift after the first injury
countless: tears at the prospect of moving rooms (the Big Sisters’), several more (mine) after the toe incident
0: fingernails remaining
1: sizeable over-estimation of my sewing ability.
Last night, after another day of grown-up legos, I decided to share one of the recipes from the current issue of Flossie Magazine with my readers. I asked my Facebook crew which recipe they’d prefer: Goan Fish Curry or Bun and Butter Pudding. The curry was the winner – just in time for getting into a bit of fish on Good Friday.
Goan Fish Curry
1 kg firm white fish fillets. I used mahi mahi.
2 teaspoons cumin seeds
2 teaspoons coriander seeds
½ cup shredded coconut
3 cloves garlic
1 red chilli
½ teaspoon ground turmeric
1 tablespoon fresh ginger, grated
2 brown onions, diced
3 ripe tomatoes, diced
8 curry leaves
½ cup coconut milk
1 cup chicken stock
Toast the coconut, cumin and corianders seeds in a dry pan over a low heat, taking care not to burn the coconut. Allow to cool slightly.
In a food processor, combine the toasted coconut and seeds, turmeric, ginger and one onion with ½ cup of tepid water. Process until pureed.
Heat oil in a large pan, add the remaining onion, and cook over a low heat until translucent. Add the coconut puree to the pan and cook until fragrant.
Add the tomatoes, curry leaves, stock and coconut milk and simmer uncovered for ten minutes or until the sauce has thickened.
Slice the fish into bite-sized pieces and add to the pot. Simmer, covered for about ten minutes or until the fish is tender.
Serve with basmati rice, pappadams and roti.
Serves 4 – 6 people.
There’s one more number that summarises this week: 1 night in her new room! Yep, turns out leaf canopies and grandfather clocks outweighed the tears and drama. She couldn’t wait to sleep in her new jungle room. She’s already enjoying the new found space and easy access to the dress-up box.
So much so that aisle 51 of Bunnings hosted a tutu-wearing pirate this afternoon. Apparently the tutu is an essential part of the outfit, without which casual observers may not realise that she is, in fact, a girl pirate.