nothing satisfies the cravings i sometimes don’t even know i have (but always do) like good old beans and rice. legumes and whole grains in general are my soul food, my comfort, especially when you consider that peanut butter and crackers even qualify for this category.
the mister had soaked up some millet and hulled (but not toasted, raw) buckwheat yesterday, which we made up in the rice cooker to have in yet another warm fish salad (this time it was steamed wild caught alaskan coho salmon, food club, and steamed veggies with homemade creme fraiche).
forethought being one of my many virtues, i soaked some pinto beans up all day, anticipating leftover grains for the next day’s lunch. before i went to bed, i drained the beans in a colander and left them that way, sprouting, until this morning. as we prepared our noon paneer (directly translated as bread cheese, which is actually served with an assortment of fruits and nuts, yum, yum) for breakfast, i dropped those pintos into a pot and boiled them up. actually, they never really came to a boil for more than a few minutes, cuz i turned the heat way down and let ‘em simmer all day long. when our tummies began to rumble this afternoon, i fried up some onions and mashed them beans up with feta (works in a pinch for that radbatical hard mexican cheese which i had not), grey sea salt, oregano, and my very own chili powder blend. had a tomato, red onion, avocado and lemon for a salsa of sorts (look, i feel guilty about the tomato and avocado– though organic, they were shipped to portland all the way from mexico. i try to avoid such produce that has travelled so far, but it has been a long winter and i felt like a special treat… get off my back), but i didn’t have any cilantro. no cilantro? i did, however, have some beautiful baby dino kale, which had made the water he was rinsing it with look like diamonds in the sunlight to my lover, who pointed them out to me. why not? it’s a pungent green leafy, too, right? and tender enough to eat raw…
beans and grains and greens, oh my. i think i got food high.
do you ever do that? it’s only ever happens for me after home-cooked meals or great fresh raw fish and miso… a buzz from energy food. better than coffee, better than weed, a stable, high-riding bliss that makes me giggle and wiggle. literally. i guess i’m just… sensitive.
i love you.
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