Always thinking of the next meal...
Ch’tiramisu is Northern France’s answer to Italy’s Tiramisu. What a strange name, I thought. Where is it from? A quick search on the net yielded very few English results and the rest were all in French. There is a famous French movie, called Bienvenue chez les Ch’tis, which means “welcome to the sticks”. “Ch’ti” means out in the country and is associated with the cold and rainy Nord-Pas-de-Calais region in Northern France where they also speak Ch’ti dialect.
All our noses were pressed against the shop’s window display. Our eyes darted from one goodie to the other with mumbles “I want that…and that… and that” in between heavy sighs. Little did we know this is where we will be enjoying our mid-morning tea!
Not one, two or three alarms but FOUR were set to wake me up on the day at 3.15am. No, I have never heard of obsessive-compulsive disorder. I only checked that my passport is in my bag something like ….uhm….twenty-four times. After having struggled so much with just obtaining a visa the last thing I wanted to do was blow this trip by oversleeping. For those of you who wondered which alarm won, it was my old-fashioned clock, which rang FIFTEEN minutes early. There was no time to ponder about how I am possibly going to cope on four hours’ sleep; I had a train to catch!
When Sarah from wearesocial approached me I was over the moon. Who possibly in their right mind could say no to an opportunity to visit France, all expenses paid? There was just one big glitch. Only three weeks were left before the adventure to attain a Schengen visa which seemed a mission impossible.
The past weekend I have been studying this Food Hygiene and Safety Course. For some reason this crazy idea came into my head to start selling food and for that I need a licence, awarded by the local council, to operate from my home kitchen. After having almost finished reading through all the coursework, I am amazed I haven’t died from food poisoning yet.
Here is another reason I love roast chicken. The possibilities of what you can do with leftovers are endless and this is just another way you can enjoy them. Rich and satisfying, salty and crunchy on top. Just perfect.
After perusing recipe after recipe at Books for Cooks, Robyn and I were salivating, hungry for fine food. Good job really, since I booked on Top Table at Quaglino’s for dinner.
This soup is definitely different from the rest. A rich, silky, green taste rolls over your tongue and slips into your stomach, satisfying it instantly. The star ingredient is the avocado. This fantastic idea comes from Mexico where avocados come aplenty and are used from starters to desserts, even drinks! Also, usually soups containing avocado are served cold, but this one is hot because here at Greedy Gourmet we like to be different. 
Courgette soup. Courgette salad. Fried courgettes. Grilled courgettes. Grated courgettes. Courgette cake. Courgette everything! This year we have a bumper crop of courgettes from our vegetable plot and it is simply amazing how much twelve plants yield. Every day Neil comes into the kitchen with about 2kg (4 pounds) of these beasts. At first I was delighted but after eating them morning, noon and night I finally gave up. I’m now known as the kooky courgette lady in the village; always unloading the vegetables on anyone who crosses my path. It is such a shame they don’t freeze well.
Exciting news! Actually I prefer not to make any promises but soon I’ll start working on a new design for Greedy Gourmet which I think is going to look a lot spiffier and sexier than ever. One of the new features I’m looking at is for you to be able to save/print a recipe. If you guys have any other suggestions on how to improve the site, please let me know!
3km walk done. Papaya & seeds for lunch.