Every now and again it is really good for your soul to stop your busy life and relax. There are as many ways to relax as there are people wanting to relax. Sitting down to a warm cup of tea, coffee, or chocolate on a cold day is one of the nicest ways I could imagine. Of course, sitting in the sun reading a book with a glass of wine at hand doesn’t sound too bad either!
On a warm winter or summer’s day – well relaxing can be quite different. A dip in the pool or a walk along a beach might just be the thing that rocks your socks!
My idea of relaxing is to have a massage and then a sleep! Or – wait a minute – perhaps an hour or two enjoying my garden might help. Looking at the flowers, checking out the vegetables oh no! Look at all that weeding! That’s not relaxing that’s work!
As I wander around the garden, I stand and watch my chickens for a while. Their antics are always fun to watch.
One of the chickens gives a squawk or two. Aaah! What a good girl! She’s laid an egg. I go into their yard, and lo and behold 4 eggs!
Now I need to cook.
Here’s a great recipe for those lovely, fresh eggs.
a dash of milk.
salt and pepper.
1 to 2 cups of mixed leftover cooked vegetables.
1/2 onion or/and 1/2 a garlic clove
olive oil or ghee
grated cheese that will melt – enough to give a generous layer on top of the frittata.
Cut the onion and/or garlic into small cubes and cook gently until slightly brown in a frying pan with a little olive oil or ghee. Cut your mixed vegetables into cubes and place in a bowl. Add the onion and/or garlic in with them and mix together. Whisk the eggs and milk in a separate bowl and then add them to the vegetable mixture. Season with the salt and pepper to your taste. Place the lot into a greased ovenproof tin, sprinkle with grated cheese and put in a moderate oven and cook for approximately 30 mins. Serve with a green salad if desired.
This makes a great lunch for two, or a side serving on a dinner plate for four. It’s quick and easy and uses up what you have in the fridge. a win/win situation.
After lunch, I often sit down then and write. My son draws and my daughter goes out and enjoys her horses.
I have to admit to being rather proud of my son. Here are a couple of pictures of some of his art in two of our local regional Art Galleries.