Fear not, I’ll post about the half marathon tomorrow. But since it’s Monday, I have to post about the Monday Meal!
Chef and KJ, a 17-year-old friend with aspirations of owning her own catering business some day, cook for our community dinner every Monday.
KJ was peeling and seeding the butternut squash.
Chef was rolling the dough for the chapatis into long snakes. Chapatis are an Indian flatbread made of flour, water, and salt.
The cauliflower had been chopped and was waiting in a bowl.
The sauce for the chapatis was simmering on the stove. This consists of ground venison (ground beef is fine to use, but we had vension left over from last hunting season) and tomatoey goodness.
The soup was also simmering. Butternut squash, broth, onions… yum.
The creamy Au Gratin sauce was heating as well.
KJ got into the chapati action, too. She rolled the dough into a snake. (You could say “rope” if you don’t like to associate snakes with your meals.)
Then she coiled the snake.
Then she rolled it flat.
The chapati was thrown into an iron skillet.
When it got all brown, Chef flipped it over.
Then he put it right on the flame! Daring!
Look at that creamy cauliflower! Now, I’ll be honest with you. I’m not a huge fan of cauliflower. It’s kind of bland and has a sort of a weird texture. And cooked… well, I imagine the same blandness, only mushy. But the way Chef makes it, it’s really good. He made a bechamel (a white sauce) with Manchego cheese, and the cauliflower was cooked just right, with a bit of firmness to it. Yum.
The chapatis were wonderful. Thin and warm, and just a little bit chewy.
Here, Chef shows how to use the chapatis as a sort of spoon to scoop up the sauce (to which peas were added later.)
Rita enjoys the fellowship.
Here’s Aaron, our neighbor, looking rather like a lumberjack.
And DJ, Aaron, and Rita played Nerts.
Nerts is kind of like Dutch Blitz. You play solitaire, but everyone shares the piles you have at the top. You know, when you put the aces up top and try to stack them up until you get to the kings. It can get cutthroat, and I don’t play it anymore. It’s big tradition in Chef’s family, but it’s way too competitive for me, and I just get confused and frustrated. So I don’t play, but that has not stopped the spread of this game. You can see that my mother-in-law is teaching DJ and Aaron to play.
Next week, KJ is going to make the meal by herself! Very exciting. I’ll update you.