Oct 18, 2015
Oct 14, 2015
I was asked today what was for dinner and all I really knew was that I had thawed some chicken breasts.
I then made things up as I went along using ingredients that I had on hand.
Dinner was wonderful. Full of flavour with a great aroma and visually very appetizing.
This was dinner for 2 but could easily be increased for more.
Here we go:
- 2 boneless chicken breast halves
- 1 tablespoon each of butter and olive oil
- juice from half a lemon
- 1 tablespoon of tarragon
- 1/2 cup balsamic vinegar
- 1/4 cup feta cheese, crumbled
- salt and pepper
Heat butter and olive oil in a heavy pan and brown on both sides until golden in colour.
Lower heat, squeeze in juice from half a lemon and cover pan. Let chicken cook through. Remove lid.
Sprinkle with tarragon and add balsamic vinegar.
Keep a close eye on the pan now and increase heat slightly to get pan bubbling. Spoon the sauce over the chicken repeatedly until the balsamic vinegar has reduced down to a thick syrup.
Don’t take it too far or you will burn it. You can always add more vinegar stirring up the mixture to mix it back in and then bubble it down again to the right consistency.
The chicken should have a wonderful, thick brown glaze on it. Remove to plates and pour any remaining sauce over the chicken. Sprinkle with feta cheese.
How do you cook? Do you follow the recipe to the letter or do you fly by the seat of your pants and hope for the best? I believe cooking should be more method and less recipe unless we are talking about baking.
Oct 6, 2015
It may be Fall but we have been having such beautiful weather here in BC. This is typical through September for us but now we are into October and the days are still warm and sunny. It is cooling right down at night though.
When I have been up in the nights (I won’t bore you with my insomnia issues again) lately I have opened the patio doors and gone outside into the dark night and felt the glorious wind blowing across my mountainside.
Surprisingly the deck did not feel very cold under my bare feet.
I stood there in the dark amongst my planters with my face to the wind inhaling deeply, filling my lungs with the cool, crisp air. Eyes closed. Inhale. Exhale. Sheer joy at that feeling of the very strong wind.
I start to feel the cold creeping across my bare feet and I want to grab a big quilt and curl up in a patio chair for the rest of the night but I know it will become too cold within minutes.
I want to stay out there and clear my head of everything.
I want to stay out there and breathe the wind.
I want to stay out there and count the stars.