It is a marvel how old recipes can be recreated to still be tasty, but healthier for a body no longer able to handle milk, sugar, and wheat.
Then I sit outside, barefoot and glad to soak up the mid-day sunshine
after a week of gray skies, showers, the darkening evenings that happen in November. Sunshine always improves my mood, for I can read a bit, write a bit, soak up her healing Light after over a week with a tough cold.
In the stillness, I am reassured I can still be a creative cook, unafraid to conjure up a new recipe when familiar holiday fare no longer works for me.
By the way, the pudding is great, but the polenta I tried to make didn't hold together until it was slowly baked; watching Martha Stewart in the evening, I learned polenta needs soaking time, way more than my internet recipe called for! Yes, we do learn from our mistakes too. Not every idea we learn on-line works out, whereas watching a first-rate cook, even on TV, can be more helpful.
