Yes, I’m still playing with food.
I’m also trying to catch up on all the photos I took in the last few months that have been languishing in the ‘to be posted’ folder.
I decided I should make a clean start with the new year – as soon as I clean up the old folders, that is.
This was good…. and easy and healthy.
What more can you ask for to kick-start 2013?
Salmon and Spinach in Phyllo
Total time: 35 minutes
- 4 small pieces of salmon, 12oz (360gr) total weight
4 sheets of phyllo (filo) dough
- 6oz (180gr) frozen spinach, thawed and squeezed dry
- 3oz (90gr) feta, crumbled
- 2 tbs fresh parsley
- 2 tbs preserved lemon, finely chopped (only the rind, no pulp, about 1/3 of a lemon)
- 1 – 2 tbs olive oil
- Combine spinach, feta, parsley and lemon; divide into 4ths
- Take 1 sheet of phyllo dough, brush lightly with oil.
- Place 1 peice salmon on narrower end of dough, about 4 inches from edge
- Spread 1/4 of the spinach mixture on the salmon.
- Bring dough over salmon and fold in sides.
- Roll up, brush both sides of packet with oil and place bottom side down on a baking sheet.
- Repeat with the remaining salmon, spinach and phyllo, making 4 packets in all.
Bake at 400F (200C) for 15 – 20 minutes or until golden brown.
- Remove and serve.
Note: Phyllo dough is very fragile and prone to drying out. Use one sheet at a time and cover the remaining sheets with a slightly damp towel or paper towel.
Well, my 2013 got off to a good start.
I pride myself (we know what they say about pride and falls, right?) on keeping fairly fit.
I ride my exercise bike six days a week (chance to read trashy novels).
I usually do some weight-training three or four times each week. (I may have missed a few times in December.)
And for variety my neighbor and I go for a walk.
Sounds good, right?
We walked yesterday.
It’s been awhile since we walked… Between the holidays, other obligations, and rainy weather it was probably mid-November when we had our last walk. If I remember correctly that one only lasted five minutes as it started raining before we topped the first hill.
Because it had been awhile, she decided on a short walk (she is the keeper of the maps and knows all the good walks)
Sometimes, not often, but sometimes, I think she might read the scale wrong…. just maybe.
It was supposed to be a two hour walk.
We started off at a brisk pace, as usual. About 1 hour, 45 minutes into the walk she realized we were really a long way from home.
It was not going to be a two hour walk.
It was not going to be a three hour walk.
We started hoping it would not be longer than a four hour walk.
It was four hours exactly.
We walk on country roads, through rolling hills, up and down and up and down. Our pace is good, probably a 14 minute mile. Even counting pauses for water and the occasional chat with a farmer, I would guess we covered 16 – 19 miles, or 25 – 30 kilometres.
Did I mention that it was cold?
We actually picked the pace up a bit as the weather started looking bad
My muscles started hurting after about three hours.
No problem…. I figured I would get home, do some stretches, have a hot shower and be a bit stiff for the rest of the day.
I figured I would be back to normal today.
Apparently, I’m an oxymoron…. both in shape and out of shape at the same time.
I would be crawling up the stairs on my hands and knees…. If my pride would let me.