Last week, when I was cooking with a couple of friends at Cohousing, Angela said: I wanna be in your blog. Here goes. It was Stacia’s turn to focus the meal, and her menu included roasted vegetable tarts, spinach salad, corn on the cob, baguette, and pear-ginger crumble. Easy-peasy – and delicious.
|Stacia & Angela with some of the tarts in
front of them.
The oven gloves were donated by Vanessa. Thanks kiddo.
So slow a fading out brings no real pain.
Breath growing short
Is just uncomfortable. You feel the drain
Of energy, but thought and sight remain:
So much sweet beauty as when fine rain falls
On that small tree
As for my contribution, well it was spiritual, but only if you include the spirits found in a cocktail glass. I have since heard that cocktails can be improved by using Tibetan singing bowls while preparing them. I must try that. Anyway, this particular cocktail was a concoction that Duncan and I had invented the previous week when we were both baking a cake for 100 people to celebrate the first ten years of Roberts Creek Cohousing:
1 ounce St. Germaine elderflower
½ ounce fresh lime juice
Combine ingredients with ice in a shaker, pour into glasses, and top with: 2 drops of Fee Brothers Grapefruit Bitters.
|The irrepressible Peter had a joke to tell us while we were cooking.
|It takes a lot of skill to make bratty comments, zingers actually,
while still focusing on brushing egg on the pastry.
|We'll do this again!