About what seems like aeons ago but must have been only 3 to 4 weeks, Mr. Baddie came home from football in crutches. Turns out he had torn some ligaments in his right foot. I freaked out. And then I freaked out some more. And then we were told that he would not need a cast, or an operation, and it should get better in a month or two. So I turned down the freaking out dial a notch. But the reality of it was, if you have a torn ligament in your foot, there’s going to be pain. Lots of pain. And cursing. And clumsiness. And that was just me!
No, seriously now – there were better ways I wish we could have spent some time in summer. The first few weeks were particularly bad – because Mr. Baddie could only hobble around on crutches, and not go very far, so we spent a lot of time inside, me fetching like the proverbial labrador. Or Saint-Bernard? Anyway, the result of this confinement, coupled with the fact that I am on summer holidays, was that I began experimenting in the kitchen. I have so far made the following:
1. Rumpsteak with fresh rosemary and thyme butter, steamed green snap-peas seasoned with fleur-de-sel, and cherry-tomato in vinaigrette salad (own recipe, minimal work)
2. Iberico pork filet roast, in a sauce of cream and fresh chanterelle and parsley, accompanied by homemade Spanish croquettas filled with Serrano ham and Manchego cheese (very complicated, especially the croquettas, they need at least one day of advance preparation)
3. Homemade Churros with chocolate sauce. This was a midnight project during which both Mr. Baddie and I prepared the dough and then took turns coaxing the snake-shaped things out of a special device into the wok filled with hot oil. The whole activity bore an uncanny resemblance to the papanasi incident – with a prettier outcome. Very tasty.
4. Homemade chicken schnitzel (mom’s recipe), with potatoes baked in the oven, sprinkled with olive oil, cumin seeds, freshly ground black pepper and sea salt (mom-in-law’s recipe); also, a puree / mousse of courgette hearts, fried with a drop of lemon; decorated with sprigs of sage and bits of lavender.
We have also purchased an electric grill for our balcony which has twice now proved itself to be an excellent investment. The yumminess of German sausages has been praised by better writers than I.
And last but not least we have ventured to the cinema (mostly by cab) to see Ice Age 4 (meh), Brave (yay), and The Dark Knight Rises (SUPER YAY).
And, to end on a sweet note, we have also spent some happy moments in the absolutely amazing Gelateria of the Potsdamer Platz Arcades. They have the tastiest ice-cream ever, but here are some photos of other specialties: