Awake at the crack of
dawn – quite literally – this beautiful Saturday morning I am
already planning today’s great adventures. Since I fell asleep
before 10 pm last night I was up at 5 am and, as I have promised the
Long Suffering Husband to do the cooking today, I am starting to
prepare one of the few dishes I actually have mastered – a classic
Russian Borscht.
The plan is to prepare
all the veggies and the bacon and stock in the fabulous old Invicta
pot I got from Mother, pop it all in the oven and let it slow cook
whilst we go up the woods in search of some delightful mushrooms. It
all sounds like the perfect weekend treat for a perfect suburban
family. What could possibly go wrong? Perhaps tomorrow we'll put a
roast in the oven before walking to the village church for Sunday
service as well! Anyway, today a trip up the woods together with
friends are in the cards.
I'm actually quite the
mushroom picker! Usually I stick to Boletes, as there are no
poisonous ones in this neck of the woods (pun intended). Destroying
Angel I am also very proficient in finding, but those we are saving
for an extra special treat.
In the afternoon I will
harvest the Elderberry bush and make some lovely jam.
There is only one draw
back with today's plans – the grating of beetroot for the soup
stains your hands something silly! Makes you look like you've been
through a blood bath for days. I have yet to come up with a solution
for this. I tried making LSH grate the beetroot, but the sight of his
stained hands are just as sickening as seeing my own. Grating wearing
Marigolds isn't really an option since I definitely prefer not to get
little pieces of latex in my soup, and the food processor broke a
long time ago.
The perils of a
Suburban Wife are many!
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