In French cafes it’s a summer salad tradition: fresh greens with a light vinaigrette and slices of warm goat cheese on toast rounds, garnished with walnuts.
We’ve eaten lots of warm, fragrant goat cheese over the years. I buy it often at the supermarket, and use it whenever I get a chance….
Like with this Lentil Salad.
Lentil Salad with Goat Cheese
Total time: 45 minutes
- 1/4 cup dried lentils
- 3/4 cup beef stock
- 1 bay leaf
- 1/2 cup chopped red pepper
- 1/2 cup chopped celery
- 8 – 10 walnut halves
- 4 slices goat cheese
- 1 tbs dried breadcrumbs
- 1 tsp dried basil
- 2 tbs good olive oil
- 1 1/2 tbs White Balsamic vinegar
- 1 tbs whole grain or Dijon-style mustard
- Briefly inspect the lentils in case someone missed the odd stone. Rinse and drain.
- Cook the lentils in water and/or stock, with the bay leaf, about 30 minutes / according to package directions or until done.
- When done, remove from heat and drain if needed. Remove the bay leaf.
- Mix bread crumbs and basil together on a plate.
- Dip both sides of the cheese in the crumbs and place on a nonstick or lightly oiled baking sheet.
- Bake, 400F (200C) for 2 – 4 minutes, just until you see the tops sink slightly or cheese ooze slightly. If it hasn’t happened after 4 minutes, take them out anyway – they’re ready.
- In medium bowl whisk olive oil, mustard and vinegar well.
- Add lentils, celery and pepper and mix well.
- Add walnuts and stir gently
- Divide hot goat cheese slices and place on two plates.
- Divide lentil salad and place next to goat cheese and serve.
Can anyone please tell me how to stop running dogs?
I’m talking about two dogs (who shall remain nameless, but happen to be litter-mates, sisters, actually).
And I’m talking about these two dogs in a flat-out, heads and tails down, mad dash across the field topping out in excess of 100 mph (160 kph) or something like that..
We were on our walk, as usual.
The cows were in the pasture across the plowed field, as usual.
It’s a mixed herd with cows and calves and bulls.
Two of the calves decided to play. They were running back and forth along the fence, jumping and playing.
My dogs saw them and decided they should join the fun. Apparently, at that distance, they looked like dogs.
They took off.
I yelled NO, STOP, COME, their names….. They just kept going.
When we’re ‘working’ they come, sit, stay, whatever, perfectly.
When it counts they totally ignore me.
Okay, not totally true. If one starts running, a normal run, and I say NO immediately, she will turn around and when I say COME, she’ll come and sit like a good girl.
But when the two of them take off in a mad dash, shoulder to shoulder, flat out, nothing stops them.
Well, except full-grown cows.
They’re a lot bigger up close…. And they don’t like dogs messing with their babies.
The girls stopped about 10 feet from the fence (barbed wire). Had they crawled under they likely would have been quickly dispatched.
When they stopped they finally heard me. There was a brief discussion, with glances at the cows and bulls and calves who had all gathered at the fence to stare at the intruders, then at me.
A decision was made and they started back across the field.
Apparently, racing across a roughly plowed field is much easier than walking. It took them forever to gingerly pick their way through the ruts and over the clumps.
Guapa arrived a good 2 minutes before prissy Bonnie.
Can anyone help me?
Anyone have the answer?
Is it even possible?