Connection-the spice of life: that which makes it all matter. Connection is what I’ve most missed since the onset of this pandemic. And the connection to my family is what I most crave. Like so many other families with members dispersed across the globe, my…
This Carrot loaf has become a standard in our home, these days. It is so packed with wholesome goodness and it presents a great way for me to use up the carrot pulp from my carrot juice. This loaf so reminds me of my Grandmother’s…
In the sky, there is no distinction of east and west; people create distinctions out of their own minds and then believe them to be true. Buddha
I took a day trip with a friend of mine many years ago to a tiny village to the North Eastern part of Germany. I strutted through the town with my curly hair waving in all possible directions and dark skin, completely oblivious to the shock I was creating in this sleepy homogenous town. My friend and I went into a restaurant to have a meal, and it was then that I felt daggers of stares and glares from everywhere.
As I tried desperately to ignore the number of eyes that were observing my existence and every move, I noticed that one pair of those eyes belonged to a little girl. She was not glaring or whispering, making comments nor pointing. She was simply looking and had an open look of curiosity on her face.
Her bright blue eyes were glued to me, and I smiled at her. We spent minutes playing a game of stare and smile and look away, until she finally gained enough courage to confront me. She approached me with a timid smile and tugged at my arm, asking me why I look so dark.
I recalled a story that my mother told me when I was a little girl about her age. There was a gorgeous bouquet of flowers on the counter and I pointed to them asking the little girl what she thought of them. They are beautiful, she said. “I love flowers and so does my mom” she proudly replied. I asked her which flowers she likes, and she responded that she likes so many of them and could not possible choose just one.
I then asked the little girl to think about how the world would be if all the flowers in the world were all exactly the same-the same colour, the same shape and size, the same everything. She made up her face immediately and said that would be “really boring.”
I told her that the world is just like a huge flower garden, except that the flowers are the people. People come in different colours, shapes and sizes, to make up the beautiful garden of the world.
The little girl looked somewhat confused and after a few seconds of ponder and big wide eyes, asked me if that meant that I am just a normal lady like my mom with curly black hair and dark skin?
I smiled and nodded my head and she embraced me so beautifully, so purely-so innocently.
Her parents then called out to her telling her that her “Kartoffelpuffer mit Apfelmüss (potato fritters with applesauce),” were ready (potato pancakes with apple sauce), and she ran off looking back at me smiling and waving.
I will never forget that interaction, and I hope that she holds it warmly within her memory bank as well.
Each time I eat Kartoffelpuffer, I remember that little girl. I hardly eat potatoes anymore, but use sweet potatoes generously in my diet. I wanted something that gave me the same warm and cozy feeling of the Kartoffelpuffer and these really hit the spot! My daughter loves them with apple sauce. Enjoy!
A lovely Sweet Potato cakes: From Yotam Ottolenghi’s Plenty By: Laurelpaula
Sweet Potato Fritters
A lovely Sweet Potato cakes: From Yotam Ottolenghi’s Plenty
It is Sunday or Saturday. Wait no, it’s Monday. The only thing that differentiates one day from the next is the recipes that I create. In terms of days of the week, my reference has now become “the day we made pancakes,” or “the morning…
Once upon a Thyme · Almond Lemon Cake-Gató de Almendras Mallorquin I will never forget the first time that I breathed in the Mallorcan air..as we drove from the airport along the coast to our holiday home. I felt at peace at once with…
This recipe made its debut in our household my mistake. I had just made a pot of popcorn and was reaching high and far within my cupboard to get the salt, when the bottle of turmeric fell over and landed in my freshly, perfectly popped pot of popcorn.
I continued to find the salt and added it with a bit of coconut oil, instead of butter, and what came out was absolutely delicious!
We love snacking on this for our movie nights, and usually make this version along with the “usual” version with a bit of butter, sprinkled with sea salt.
Give this one a try. You may be converted!
Salted Tumeric Popcorn
A turmeric-flavoured popcorn
- 3 tbs. coconut oil
- 1/2 unpopped popcorn kernels
- 1/2 tsp. Sea salt
- 1/2 tsp. tumeric powder
- 1/4 tsp. of black pepper
- Optional 1/2 tsp. Garlic powder
- 3 tbsp. of melted coconut oil or butter
- Step 1 Melt the coconut oil on medium-high heat in a saucepan,
- Step 2 Turn down the heat to medium-low, and add the popcorn kernels and cover up the pan. Shake the pan once you hear the kernels starting to pop, and turn the heat to low, until you don’t hear any more popping.
- Step 3 Pour the popcorn into a large bowl.
- Step 4 Drizzle with more oil or butter and then sprinkle with the mixture of salt, turmeric, garlic powder and pepper.
- Step 5 Mix until all the popcorn is well-mixed.
I returned home from a workshop feeling completely exhausted and absolutely famished. As I searched for my keys, my mind was in the kitchen thinking about what I could make for dinner. Some garlic lemon salmon with asparagus? Or perhaps some asparagus soup? As my…
My daughter had seen someone eating rice crispies in a movie and asked if we could make some. While I didn’t have either Rice crispy cereal or marshmallows in the house, we found some puffed rice and experimented a bit. . The end result is…
He turned around and smiled a smile so wide, so beautiful, so loving, as he ran across the street towards me, and I ran to meet him. As my body clashed against his, we embraced, cried and screamed.
After our elongated embrace, I looked over his shoulders and saw four curious eyes peering at me. One set of eyes was smiling and the other set of eyes looked rather disturbed.
Carl slipped his hands into mine, as we headed over to meet them.
“Paula, this is Gerald, my husband.” The tall handsome man looked down and attempted a smile, as he shook my hands.
“…and this is Pat our Son.” The dark-haired, button-eyed 8 year old boy was jumping up and down on the spot and smiling away, nodding his head with a knowingness that connected us immediately. Then he winked his right eye at me, slipped his little hands into mine, just as his father had done, and we all made our way into my flat to enjoy a most unexpected and glorious three days.
One of the countless dishes that I had made was a coconut pancake wrap, stuffed them with avocado, and drizzled it with some lemon yogurt sauce. It makes for a very satisfying and healthy meal or appetizer.
Coconut Wrap Pancake
- 3 eggs
- 2 tablespoons coconut flour
- 1 pinch salt
- 1⁄4 teaspoon baking powder
- 1 tablespoon coconut oil
- Step 1 Combine the eggs, coconut flour, and salt together in a bowl.
- Step 2 Melt 1/2 T butter (or coconut oil) over medium heat.
- Step 3 Pour in 1/2 of batter, cook for 2-3 minutes, flip, and cook 1 minute.
Once upon a Thyme · Once Upon A Thyme. Carl. Part 4 and a fluffy Pancake Recipe We went on for a couple hours and while he spoke, I envisioned us being married, having children, living in a wonderful home. This just all made so…