Asperge / Asparagus / Sparanghel

It’s been more than 7 years we live in Canada and the asparagus is one of the veggies I waited a long time to taste. To be more precise it took me more than 7 years. In other words I first tasted it yesterday. It’s not one of the Romanian classical veggies and at first I was pretty scared to try new stuff and in time, I guess, I just ignored it. Everything started when Luminita had posted the asparagus in so many dishes that I couldn’t resist and promised her I would try it this past week-end. As promised, this is how it all started :
I bought the asparagus and kept it in water. Was not sure how to cook it and finally decided for a simple boil and garlic & mayonnaise sauce, mixed with chives. When looking in the fridge I found some new potatoes left-overs from last week and broccoli.
                                                                                  I put everything to boil, then sauted the broccoli and potatoes. Aside I prepared chicken liver which was more than delish. I became a huge fun of the chicken liver lately. It’s the third time in 2 weeks I had chicken liver. 😉 And this is how everyhting came together :
 
 

Fruit Cake

Even though me and hubby are planners at work, when it comes to planning the house hold we are not doing it at all. So, there’s no grocery day planned for us. We just go grocery shopping once or twice a week, whenever we “think” it’s time to do so. Last night we went grocery shopping for fruits, veggies, milk, eggs, meat ( I guess everybody knows what grocery shopping means, :).Silly me!) We go as a family, so our two kids are joining us and lately they started to fill the supermarket cart with whatever they feel like having. Junk, most of it, but healthy food, too. Just in front of the supermarket there are two bins with watermelon. It’s the second time my son, almost 2 and half years young, reminds me to buy watermelon. Right after the entrence there’s the fruit section. Because of a missunderstanding from last week’s grocery shopping when I thought hubby bought strawberries, but , in fact, he didn’t, he made sure to buy some this time. Next to the strawberries there are the sponge flan cakes which I never tried, but my son took one and said : “This is my birthday cake!” (he’s birthday is December 8th), so we bought it. And that’s how we kept going and adding to our cart things that we never knew we’d buy, because, now, my two kids are shopping for us.

When we got home the unpacking was done by the two of them also, and when my son saw the sponge flan cake he started singing: Bonne Fete, Luca, Bonne Fete, Luca… He begged me to make the cake right away, but in the end I promised him I would make it the next morning and he was happy with having a slice of watermelon. 

And here’s the “birthday cake”… Kids are so much fun, SOMETIMES!

 

 

White Kidney Beans Soup – Ciorba de fasole

Here is what I made at the beginning of the week, the white kidney beans soup. My family loves it. And so do I. It’s very easy to make. I always use smoked pork ribs. I buy it from a polish grocery store. They are smoked naturally and taste great. The main idea is to boil them long enough, so the meat will become tender and fun to eat. The rest is veggies and tomato juice and a kind of vinegar with herbs in form of a powder. Us, romanians know it as Bors Magic with Leustean…
In the above picture there’s celery sticks and root, carrots, panais, onion and green pepper, along with the kidney beans.
Next step is to cut and grate the veggies.
Then, in a large pan, heat 2 tbsp of sunflower oil and cook the veggies.
      
Let them cook for over 1/2 an hour over low heat then mix it with the meat that’s been boiling for at least 2 hours. (It always takes me 2 days to finish this soup)
In the end it looks like this…
       
Bon apetit!

Sour Cherry

It’s been a long, long, looong( you got it? ) time since I had sour cherry. Not because I didn’t want to, but because I couldn’t find it. Until one day last week. I stopped at our neighbourhood’s grocery store (it’s a small one, family business like) for pasta and f&v and next to the sesame what do I see? This :
Price was more than OK and the taste, I cannot tell you what memories brought back. I got home and opened it right away, the part missing is the light syrup I had in one shot.
My roots, from my father’s side, are hungarian (“bozgoroaica” , as only the romanians can say and understand ). This miracle has the same roots and that makes me even happier.
 
I am still looking for my moms pie recipe, in order to materialize these amazing and rare fruits into the best thing that’s alchool free. 😉
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