PASS THE PASTA !

Today was the day, the mood was right and I finally got around to trying my hand at gluten-free fresh pasta.  Finding a suitable recipe seemed to be the hardest part; an internet search threw up endless possibilities, all with a dazzling array of ingredients (given that I always thought that pasta was so very simple and made of just three ingredients - flour, eggs and water). However, no two recipes seem to be the same, which made it rather difficult to determine which sounded best.  So, I finally settled on one based almost entirely on the fact that it called for ingredients that I actually had available.

As with all these things, it was rather messy with a resultant mountain of dishes in the sink (I should say at this point, that although I cook every day, my kitchen usually looks as though the home owners have gone abroad for an extended stay - all that is missing are those white dust sheets that one sees servants in movie adaptations of Jane Austin novels throwing over the furniture before the master's carriage has even reached the end of the long driveway - how efficient they were!), anyway I digress.

The very first mouthful was a testimony to the fact that this was indeed a truly worthwhile exercise!  Silky smooth pasta dough, with a delicious spinach, ricotta and nutmeg filling, topped with my favourite tomato sauce, fresh parmasen, a twist of freshly ground black pepper and basil from the garden.  I'm pleased that I made the effort to try the challenge from my fellow blogger at http://growitcookitcanit.com and will definitely make fresh pasta again (on this occasion I made something akin to Agnolotti, but had enough dough to make a portion of noodles).  Now, my tummy is full and I'm about ready for an espresso and a piece of dark chocolate to end my sunny Sunday lunch.....if only I had someone to wash up the dishes.

 
FRESH EGG PASTA - GLUTEN FREE
- Recipe from "More from the Gluten-Free Gourmet" by Bette Hagman. 

INGREDIENTS

• ½ cup tapioca flour
• ½ cup cornstarch
• 3 tablespoons potato starch
• ¾ teaspoon salt
• 4 ½ teaspoons xanthan gum
• 3 large eggs ( or 4 or 5 egg whites)
• 1 ½ tablespoons vegetable oil

1. In a medium bowl, combine flours, salt, and xanthan gum.
2. Beat the eggs lightly and add the oil.
3. Pour the egg-oil liquid into the flour mixture and stir.
4. This will feel much like pastry dough.
5. Work the dough into a firm ball.
6. Knead for 1 or two minutes.
7. Place the ball of dough on a potato or corn starch-floured board and roll as thin as possible**.
8. This dough is tough and, when almost transparent, will still handle well.
9. Cut into desired shape.
10. For fettuccine and spaghetti, slice very thin strips.
11. For a noodle casserole, make slightly wider noodles.
12. If using for lasagne, cut into 1 1/2-by-4-inch rectangles.
13. For my recipe today, I filled with creamed spinach, mixed with ricotta, seasoned with salt, fresh ground black pepper, freshly grated nutmeg and a little dry oregano. 
14. To cook pasta: Cook in salted boiling water, to which 1 tablespoon of oil has been added, for about 10 to 15*** minutes depending on the thickness and size of your pieces.
15. You will have to test for doneness.

** I rolled my dough until I could just make out the black type of the recipe under the glass cutting board. As I don't have a pasta machine, this was the hardest part.   

*** My Agnolotti were pretty large - the size of my palm and well filled, so I cooked for closer to 18 minutes.

SOMETHING IS A-STIRRING IN THE GARDEN

Returning home from a brief trip to the UK, I was struck by how dry my island home had become in the short time that I'd been away. Due to a lack of rain, many trees are already turning brown and dropping their leaves and the grass has turned a pale straw colour. My poor cocoa sapling has no leaves at all and one of the avocado trees finally seem to have given up.  It's sad to see a three year old tree give up when it has done so well thus far. Perhaps it will send some new shoots - I'll give it some recovery time and review the prognosis.  

As with all things, thankfully, there is a balance and whilst some trees have lost their leaves, others are putting forth new growth and all around young fruits are making their debut. Lime, mango, gauva and more, are showing off the cutest miniature versions of the real thing.  Curiously, the Golden Apple (spondias cytherea), has lost all it's leaves but still has a good crop of new fruit. Before long, we will barely be able to spot the fruit amongst the lush new foliage.

In the driveway, although the grass is looking rather rough and unkempt and the temporary gate looks as though it is about to keel over, the young trees seem to be holding their own and the  Cashew has donned her first pretty pink flowers and burnished copper leaves.  Fingers crossed that they will go on to make fruit and eventually nuts!

So all in all, whilst Europe struggles with the snow, here in St Lucia there is almost a sense of spring in the air and I feel spurred on to start thinking about planting seeds. It is also Full Moon this week, so anything potted needs to be transplanted. Using traditional local methods, the weekend will mean that I should decide if I'll be planting any root crops and if so, what? I need to consider whether the time is right or whether I should wait until the next moon.  Perhaps by then we may have had more rain which would give seeds and newly transplanted saplings a better chance of survival.

By the way, it's not just the plants that are a-stirring in the garden - can you tell what the creature in the last photo is?  OK, it's a really poor quality photo - these fellas move like grease lighting - but you might just be able to make him out.....

Cashew with it's new coppery leaves and pink flowers 

One of several baby limes on the potted tree waiting to be transplanted

A mature Golden Apple tree full of fruit but without leaves for now

My favourite variety, Mango Palwee, small, sweet and a lovely shade of bright yellow when ripe.

The three year old Julie Mango tree showing it's first fruit

Cashew, Acerola, Golden Apple, Pomegranate and Love Apple saplings settling in nicely

A very poor photo - these fellas are as quick as lightening....but can you see what it is?

THE NORTH WIND SHALL BLOW AND WE SHALL HAVE SNOW....

Just a quick share of some photos, sent by friends, of the places I visited only a few days ago, now transformed by a sudden cold snap and the arrival of snow. Whilst I am very sorry to have missed this winter wonderland, there is a part of me that knows that it's so much nicer to look at than having to travel in.  Especially, in the UK, where all transportation seems to come to a grinding halt at the mere appearance of the first snowflake.  For a country that has had snow, pretty much EVERY year since man first inhabited Britain, you would think they would have a master plan in place by now? That aside, it's all rather stunningly beautiful, while it lasts.

EVERY DAY IS MY FAVOURITE DAY!

“What day is it?" asked Pooh.

"It's today," squeaked Piglet.

"My favourite day," said Pooh.

― A.A. Milne

GOOD IMBOLC

It is the ancient Pagan celebration of Imbolc (also known as the Christian festival of Candlemas).

If Imbolc be Fair & Bright, Winter will have another flight...

If Imbolc be Shower & Rain, Winter is gone and will not come again....

The First of February belongs to Brigid, (Brighid, Brigit, Bride,) the Celtic goddess who in later times became revered as a Christian saint. Originally, her festival on February 1 was known as Imbolc or Oimelc, two names which refer to the lactation of the ewes, the flow of milk that heralds the return of the life-giving forces of spring. Later, the Catholic Church replaced this festival with Candlemas Day on February 2, which is dedicated to the Virgin Mary and features candlelight processions. The powerful figure of Brigid the Light-Bringer over lights both pagan and Christian celebrations.

In most parts of the British Isles, February is a harsh and bitter month.  In old Scotland, the month fell in the middle of the period known as Faoilleach, the Wolf-month; it was also known as a’ marbh mhiòs, the Dead-month.  But  although this season was so cold and drear, small but sturdy signs of new life began to appear: Lambs were born and soft rain brought new grass. Ravens begin to build their nests and larks were said to sing with a clearer voice.  

In Ireland, the land was prepared to receive the new seed with spade and plough; calves were born, and fishermen looked eagerly for the end of winter storms and rough seas to launch their boats again. In Scotland, the Old Woman of winter, the Cailleach, is reborn as Bride, Young Maiden of Spring, fragile yet growing stronger each day as the sun rekindles its fire, turning scarcity into abundance. Of her, Alexander Carmichael wrote: 

Bride with her white wand is said to breathe life into the mouth of the dead Winter and to bring him to open his eyes to the tears and the smiles, the sighs and the laughter of Spring. The venom of the cold is said to tremble for its safety on Bride’s Day, and to flee for its life on Patrick’s Day.

Excerpt courtesy of www.thechalicecentre.net

Views of my old home at this time of year (complete with "For Sale" sign);  so very different to my view today - how does Imbolc 2012 look in your part of the world?

Side entance of our house and view of Slingsby Church, where the 14th Century Knight, Sir William Wyvill is buried

Front entrance to Prospect House & Prospect Cottage (our main house and guest cottage).

View of the ruins of Slingsby Castle. Our fruit & veggie garden was in the castle moat behind that hedge.

WINTER WANDERINGS

My love for the changing seasons and the natural order of things means that year-long sunshine,  blue-sky days and clear, star-filled nights with temperatures of 30+ degrees (centigrade) seem somehow "unnatural" to me!  I love nature in all its guises and in the same way that the taste of the first summer peach is something to look forward to and savour when it comes, just because it is so fleeting, so too I enjoy the time when the trees sleep and one can cosy up by the fire.  Don't get me wrong, I love my island home; the peace, tranquility, serenity - the gentle breezes, warm rain and blue skies are wonderful, but just now and then, I have an overwhelming hankering for crisp frosty mornings and distant hilltops with a dusting of snow....and as a woman of action, when these feelings become too strong, there is only one thing for it - in an impromptu moment of madness my flight was booked and my whirlwind winter visit to my second home of York, England (via a few days in London and a visit to Harrogate) went from a germ of an idea into reality in a matter of days.

And, thankfully, I was not disappointed.  A truly wonderful trip of just eight days visiting my most treasured, and very much-missed, friends and family.  With a strict itinerary in hand and all transfers pre-booked in advance to avoid any deviation from the plan, off I went.   Eight days, one hen do (batchelorette party), three brand new babies, an Alumni reunion, several lunches, dinners and afternoon high teas, a couple of cheeky glasses of champagne to celebrate those special moments (I have long since given up this particular vice), several shopping expeditions and here I am, safely returned to my home and dogs, feeling renewed and invigorated.

There is a line in a song that goes "everywhere you go, you always take the weather with you". It seems I may have this effect.  The UK had recently had a very chilly spell, yet on my arrival temperatures were up and a perfectly pleasant week of frosty mornings but mild, sunny days followed. Conversely, I returned to my island home to complaints about a lack of rain and an imminent drought and some very sad-looking fruit trees.  24hrs later, the first good downpour for more than ten days!

YAY! for the rain;
YAY! for changeable weather;
YAY! for seasonality and
a great big huge HOORAY! for the natural order of things.

What a marvellous trip I had; what scrumptiously delicious and wickedly decadent, naughty things I ate and drank and how happy and contented I am to be home again! 

SAME TIME NEXT YEAR?....Possibly?....Probably?....but always, HOPE-FULLY!

 

HOME MADE GLUTEN FREE...A 2012 THROW DOWN

This week, I felt inspired by a fellow blogger (which I should say, happens quite often these days) who announced that her 2012 resolution would be to attempt to make (or do) something new each and every month.  http://growitcookitcanit.com/2012/01/09/cook-it-2012-january-resolution/

Her first challenge to herself and fellow bloggers was to get out those pasta making machines that have long been stowed away in the back of kitchen cabinets and have a go at making homemade fresh pasta. Her one request to others was that they should put their own twist on things.  Although I adore pasta, in recent years and following a food allergy test, I have moved predominantly to wheat/gluten free eating, so the immediate thought was that my challenge should be trying my hand at homemade fresh, gluten free, pasta.

Eagar to seize the moment, I emptied my pantry of suitable pasta-making ingredients only to find that the best sounding recipes gleaned from a hurried search on line, called for Tapioca flour, something I did not have readily available.  Not wishing to be totally defeated at the first step of this 2012 "throw down", (and knowing full well that if I put everything away again, the moment would be lost forever), I decided to try making some bread instead.  I have tried a few times before but always disappointed with the results and as a woman who would rather do without something, than settle for mediocre (well, this is true in MOST instances) I had given the project up as unworthy of my time.

EUREKA!  It seems that 2012 is the year of the bread - 2 hours later, I have two very edible specimens, one oat topped and one cheesy.   This has indeed spurred me on for the homemade pasta challenge and I will begin a quest in search of tapioca flour on our tiny island. In the meantime, the kettle is on and the bread is sliced......bring out the jam!

THANK YOU http://growitcookitcanit.com/2012/01/09/cook-it-2012-january-resolution  FOR THE INSPIRATION!  Fancy joining the challenge? Why not check the link above.  Happy Pasta making!