Tag Archives: feminism

Life’s funny that way

21 Oct

If someone had told me back in 2007 that in three years’ time, a woman with views that I passionately oppose would be a “feminist” (I like this link better), and that I would be over-the-moon excited to pull my first loaf of homemade bread out of the oven, I probably would have laughed out loud.

 

Under Jane's watchful eye, Melody and Leah mix their dough.

 

 

Leah takes notes while our braided loaves rest.

 

 

My first bread baby paired with curried squash soup.

 

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I am sort of a house-girlfriend

7 Sep

I feel like I should be resisting that as a modern, educated woman, but at the moment, I haven’t got a whole lot going on that occupies my mind. I tend to wind up in the kitchen a lot.

Partly it’s just nice having a full-sized kitchen again with four burners and an oven. And there are lovely little stalls just a bike ride away where I can get all sorts of produce.

I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for Colin and all his hard work, so I figure I ought to feed him at least. And when Kristen doesn’t have other plans, she often joins us. I owe a lot to foodnetwork.com for making me a very popular person in my three-person apartment. It’s not always just the three of us—math-study-group numbers have been steady rising on nights that I’ve cooked eggplant.

Eggplant parmesan towers, in honor of the towers of Bologna

Delicious! And they only had to wait until 10 p.m. to eat!

Tonight's meal: grilled eggplant with mozzarella and a roasted tomato-basil relish. Mushroom couscous for the side.

Cleaning is a consequence of cooking, so some days I feel like I spend a solid half of my day in the kitchen. I love it; I just feel slightly traitorous.