Recently, I recieved the most coveted of all recipes… my mother’s wassail. It is often asked for, almost begged for, during the holiday season. The sweetness of the apples, the tartness in the citrus, and the smooth nuttiness of the spices make this warm winter drink a heavely treat. The moment the cider steam reaches my nostrils and the sweet and tangy warmth passes by my lips I am reminded of holidays passed and am immediately uplifted. I am notorious for altering recipes though and altered the recipe slightly to make it my own.
I have baked two local chickens in the weeks passed. The first I did in a typical country manner: smoothered the chicken in rosemary and added salt, pepper, oregano, basil, and a touch of dill. The rosemary I sneaked from the urban farm and dried in my kitchen. I served the chicken with mashed potatoes and cauliflower and some steamed veggies. The second chicken I went with a bit of thai flavor and used a red lentil curry sauce, with local wild rice, and veggies.
The most exciting news of the night is only two words: Home Brew. Shane and I attempted our first brew tonight, a super hoppy IPA (not my favorite, but a fun one to start on). It was definitely a new venture and no directions are the same. So fingers crossed we will have something tastey to sip on in about three weeks!