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Alone time for an introvert

Well having the kids and my husband home all day every day means i get zero alone time. I am an introvert. This means I need to be alone a lot. I need time to recharge my batteries. I need quiet time. I can’t listen to chatter all day long. It drains me. So far lock down has drained me. I am constantly watched, constantly followed, constantly talked to. Even the simplest thing like brushing my hair attracts an audience. And if you know me, you know brushing my hair takes an hour because I really only brush my hair once a week and so my hair gets tangled up and I look like Hagrid. Whatever! Judge me at your own peril. Personal maintenance is out the window right now. but I’ll write about that mess in a different post on a different day. Back to alone time. I get none. It is depressing me. Most mothers I know are really familiar with their kids following them to the bathroom and so are used to getting no privacy. But there is usually some relief because the kids are either at school or nursery or we are at work. But now ? Nothing. Nothing is sacred. And to make matters worse, we have our partners staring right at us. Encroaching on our personal space, commenting on the Hagrid hair. Pointing out that all we wear is gym kit and we don’t even work out (I like the elasticated waistband. Is that such a crime?) Not only that – but they suddenly see what we do all day. They see that we watch reruns of cookery shows and Big Bang theory. That we secretly watch the same rubbish movie on Netflix over and over again because it’s all our tired, frazzled brains can handle. but on the flip side – we also see what they do all day long. And it is hilarious. They also get no privacy and they also have to deal with the kids all day long. There is no where for them to escape to and it is brilliant. So even though I am mildly entertained by the debacle of all day fathering, I am still craving some alone time. I have no where to escape to either. I am going to have to find a new secret hideout in my house. Maybe I can just hide under all the piles of dirty laundry that have started to accumulate everywhere.

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Roast cauliflower, feta and harissa tray bake

So it’s lunchtime. What to do what to do? I have a limited stock of stuff to cook and I’ve got to feed four of us. Like everybody else I don’t want to go out to the shops and buy stuff because I don’t want to get the Corona. So I have to make do with that I have in my kitchen already. While there are lots of negatives about lockdown one of the positives at least for me and my family is that we are eating much better. We are eating loads more veg and pulses and we are actually enjoying them.

I’ve rummaged through my fridge and found some cauliflower, feta and harissa. And that is enough for me and it makes a really satisfying meal. Now for my husband some cauliflower is not enough so I tend to add a tin of chickpeas. If you don’t have any chickpeas because of ahem all the panic buying, use any tin of pulses you have. if you don’t have any, don’t sweat it. It still tastes good without. If you don’t have feta or don’t like feta, just use some dollops of Greek yogurt or even mozzarella would be nice. I would recommend some form of dairy though as the harissa can be pretty punchy and the dairy helps to calm it down. Once I made this recipe with 2 tablespoons of super spicy harissa and I lived on my bathroom floor the next day. Sorry! TMI Anyway I digress. Don’t make the same mistake as me. Test your harissa and see how spicy it is but aside from that one harissa debacle, this recipe is super adaptable and I can barely even call it a recipe because I just use whatever I have in my kitchen and make it up as I go along.

Anyway since this is the first recipe I’m posting, please tell me – do you want pictures? Do you care ? For today I am not posting any pictures because I really can’t be bothered 🤷🏽‍♀️. I know when I’m hunting for recipes online I don’t care about the pictures. Tell me what you prefer and then I will try my best to make it happen.

So for this cauliflower harissa salad (for lack of a better title) you will need :

1. one head of cauliflower chopped into small florets. The smaller the better because you are going to roast this bad boy and you will get more colour and caramelisation if the pieces are small.

2. one red onion (that’s what I have, but use whatever you have) cut into thin ish half moons. If your knife skills are rubbish like mine, don’t worry ! My onions are chopped in all shapes and sizes and it honestly don’t matter.

3. one to two tablespoons of harissa. Be careful! some brands of harissa are super spicy so make sure you can handle the spice level before otherwise you will ahem suffer in a very visceral way and being under lockdown with your family will feel even more brutal.

4. salt and pepper obviously. Now I’m not going to specify how much salt to use. In my humble opinion, salt is a game changer in cooking. It is absolutely essential to make food taste like food. So over time I have learned through trial and error how much salt to use. This will depend on your palette so play around with the salt. But my advice to you is be generous with the salt. It will elevate your cooking and make the simplest food taste good.

4. garlic. I use garlic purée. I can’t remember the last time I used fresh garlic because who can be bothered with that ? I use one teaspoon but if you are using fresh garlic, then I would say 2 cloves. Again, this is based on your palette and what it can handle so adjust for your tastes.

5. any cooking oil you have on hand. It’s hard for me to give an exact amount because I just tend to eyeball it but for the purposes of this recipe let’s say 3 tablespoons.

6. One tin of whatever pulses you have. I am using chickpeas (and i don’t throw away the chickpea water. it can be used for baking. Weird right ? But useful if you can’t get eggs )

7. a quarter of a block of feta. If you don’t have feta use 3 tablespoons of Greek yogurt or some mozzarella.

8. fresh coriander. This is my star ingredient. I love it so much. if you don’t have, go and get some. Just kidding. You can use parsley or just omit.

Right steps to take- first preheat your oven to 200 degrees Celsius.

1. Put your chopped cauliflower into a roasting tin. by the way don’t throw the leaves out. Im going to make crisps out of them and will show you how in a different post.

2. Liberally season your cauliflower with salt and toss in one tablespoon of oil.

3. Roast the cauliflower until it is nice and golden brown. Depending on your oven this can take between 20-30 minutes but keep an eye to make sure it doesn’t burn.

4. Heat a frying pan with the remaining two tablespoons of oil on a medium high heat. Add the sliced onions. Liberally season with salt. Cover your frying pan and let the onions become really caramelised. You want to keep an eye on your onions and you definitely don’t want them to burn. But this could take up to 20 minutes. You need to stir them every now and then.

5. Once the cauliflower is nice and golden brown, add the chickpeas if you are using and roast for another 10 minutes.

6. Once the onions are caramelised, switch the heat off. Take them off the heat, add your harissa and garlic. Stir well and add about two tablespoons of tap water. This should make a nice sauce.

7. Take cauliflower and chickpeas out of the oven and put the harissa onion mix on to the cauliflower. Mix well.

8. Crumble your feta over the dish or add your greek yogurt in dollops.

9. Scatter the coriander on top. Eat. Headfirst.

Now this is enough for me but you may want to have it with some flatbread or rice or anything else you have to hand.

Marvel at the beauty of brassicas and feel smug that you are thriving under lockdown.

I can’t take credit for this recipe. It is a genius recipe and I love it but I found the original recipe online. I’ve adapted it to suit my own tastes and what I have lying about. But for the original recipe check out familystylefood.com

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Welcome to my new blog

My name is Yasmin. I’ve just started this blog so please bear with me while I try to figure it out. Even though I’m a grown adult who has been around tech nearly my whole adult life, I still suck at it ! Sorry. I don’t even care. As long as this blog basically works I’ll be happy.

So why have I started this blog ? Good question. Well I’ve been reading this book by Denise Duffield Thomas called Chillpreneur (I know I know – more on why I’m reading that later) and her advice is to just start whatever it is you want to do NOW. It doesn’t have to be perfect and we don’t have to be perfect. And you know what ? Something just clicked with me. My whole life I’ve been making excuses about why Im not ready to do something and I need more work and blah blah blah, until I finally procrastinate myself right out of anything. So this blog is not perfect and I’m not perfect. I don’t know everything. I probably don’t know anything but I figure why not put what little I do know out there and maybe someone will like it and appreciate it. And then the universe can do its marvellous thing of just knowing what to do next. Universe ? Are you there ? Are you listening ? I’ve put myself out there so now please work your magic.

Anyway, now on to me…. so I live in London. And right now like almost everyone everywhere, I am in this creepy lockdown because of coronavirus. I mean it’s totally unprecedented and surreal. It’s scary as hell because nobody knows how this will all turn out and nobody really knows anything about this disease. We are all legitimately as screwed and as clueless as each other. I have two young kids who will be home with me for the foreseeable future and who are ENTIRELY reliant on me for their meals, health, happiness, entertainment, well being and probably most scary of all – their academic progress. That’s a lot of responsibility. I’m not a teacher and I don’t have the patience to deal with long division and phonics. On top of that I also have a day job and I’m a struggling entrepreneur (see Chillpreneur is starting to make sense now right ?). Luckily I’m not in this alone. My husband is struggling right next to me. So we bear the responsibility together.

While we are on lockdown I’ve been cooking 3 meals a day ! So much. I know we all have been and it’s exhausting. No more popping out to pret for lunch or ordering Deliveroo for dinner because nothing is open anymore ! If I could live on Dominos for the rest of my life I would but I’m not sure how happy that would make my husband 🤔. I am inherently lazy (see Chillpreneur is making loads of sense now) and so cooking all day every day and cleaning my house all the time, getting my actual work done, exercising (so I don’t become the size of a house) and schooling my kids is too much for me. But I don’t have a choice. None of us do. So may as well make the best of it. So on this blog I’m going to focus mostly on cooking. Maybe I’ll talk about exercise and schooling my kids. Maybe I’ll even share my wisdom ! that will be a really short post – don’t worry !! If you like what you read subscribe and reach out to me. We will get through this together. Stay safe. Y xx

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Hooked on Phonics

 

Did you think you were going to hear from me so soon after my first ever post ? That Denise Duffield Thomas has really lit a fire under me and now I can’t stop thinking and writing.

I’ve been whatsapping with a few mum friends of mine about homeschooling and having our kids home with us all day everyday. It’s brutal. I mean we all love our kids. Of that there can be no doubt. And we want what’s best for them. But are we what’s best for them? I don’t know about that. Kids are meant to be at school with their friends and peers and learning from trained professionals. There is this viral video I saw a few weeks ago when lockdown just started. I don’t think I ever laughed so hard in my life. In the video, this mother talks about how her kids’ school are hounding her all day everyday and are expecting her to teach her kids about improper fractions. She then goes on to say that kids will finally understand how stupid their parents are. It had me in stitches. Because it’s true. I’m trying to teach my daughter how to read. And I know how to read. It’s not like I’m illiterate but trying to explain it to her makes me realise just how limited my understanding of the English language is. Why does the sound “ow” sometimes sound like cow and sometimes like snow. No joke. I didn’t know the reason. I had to ask my 7 year old son to explain it to her. I would like to point out that I am highly educated. I have two degrees and a professional qualification and I didn’t know basic phonics.

I dread when my 7 year old starts his curriculum and then all hell will break loose. Who am I going to ask then ? This makes me think – we are going to raise a generation of idiots. Not because they are Idiots but because we are. What a scary thought. I don’t want schools to reopen until it is absolutely safe to do so but good grief don’t make my kids reliant on me to teach them. I can’t think about the tears and the shouting and the mockery. By the way- the tears will be from me. The shouting and mockery will be from my kids when they realise Mama is an idiot. Maybe my husband will join in too. I feel sorry for everyone in my household. But I mostly feel sorry for me because my kids don’t listen to me. They love me. Of that much I’m sure. They even love me more than anything else in the world. Again I’m sure of this. But listen to me ? Value what I say ? That’s a joke. Those kids would rather listen to Captain Barnacles than listen to me. Which makes me conclude that children are only intended to love their parents for four hours a day – 7-8am, 4-7pm. Anything outside of those hours is a free for all and a means by which to torture parents and their children. Which is reason number 8,000,907 why lockdown sucks. FACT. Bye for now.

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