I’ve a one track mind today.
Had a cookin’ kind of day
I still feel like poo, but, again, it’s a better kind of poo today than it was yesterday! Given the improvement, I was up for a bit of cookery. I made these brownies (though I used coffee rather than water). They are very good; I must say. If I could add anything to make them better, it’d be toasted almonds…I think they’d add even more richness to the brownies.
While they were baking, I sauteed some onion and spinach in butter with garlic, salt, pepper, and parsley. I made some mashed potatoes with [more] butter and chicken stock, then added the spinach mixture and two large dollops of sour cream. I mixed it all really well and it, too, was pretty tasty. Next time I make these (and there likely will be a next time as everyone seemed to love them), I think I will also add parmesan cheese, smooth it out in a baking pan, and bake it until it’s golden.
Yup. I have to say, both dishes are very comfort-food-y and I feel rather sated, warm, and happy—as if I’ve had a hug from someone I love. As much as I like food, I can’t say I ever look at it that emotionally, but this stuff was particularly comfort-y.
