Did I mention we are getting into easy cooking?
If mon mari doesn’t want to cook on the grill (cold rain, for example) I’ll do something simple in a skillet.
Anything with a quick pan sauce works.
I had veal but this would also be good with turkey cutlets, pork tenderloin or chicken breasts.
We also like versatile…
Veal Scallops, Mushroom Pan Sauce
Total time: 20 minutes
- 12oz (360gr) veal cutlets, thinly sliced
- 4oz (120gr) mushrooms, trimmed, sliced
- 1/3 cup (3oz, 90ml) dry sherry
- 1/3 cup (3oz, 90ml) beef stock
- 1 tsp tomato paste
- 4 tsp olive oil, divided
- 2 tsp cornstarch (maizena, corn flour) dissolved in 1 tbs water
- Heat 2 tsp oil in skillet, add mushrooms and sauté until lightly browned.
- Remove and set aside.
- Add remaining 2 tsp oil and veal. Quickly brown on both sides, about 2 minutes each.
- Add sherry, beef stock, tomato paste and stir well to combine.
- Reduce heat and simmer 5 – 7 minutes, depending on thickness of veal.
- Move veal to the side, add cornstarch and stir until sauce is thickened.
- Return mushrooms to skillet and heat through.
- Put veal on a platter, top with mushrooms, sauce and serve.
Late summer brings out the creepy-crawlies to disturb my peace – spiders and centipedes.
Spring ushers in the lizards.
Every time I open a door or window a lizard either falls in or crawls in. I leave said door or window open, hoping they will crawl back out but occasionally they need help. I chased one around the bathroom today, trying to catch it to assist in its return to outdoor sunshine, with no success.
I had it so traumatized that it wouldn’t come out from the corner where it had buried its head. I made mon mari come and grab it by the tail…. I opened the window.
Outside was an equally interesting today….
Our farmer neighbor let the cows out into the main pasture. The little calves were so excited they started running around, chasing each other. Then the adults got in on the fun. I have never before seen an entire herd of cows frolicking.
Really….. They were frolicking. There’s no other word to describe it. Happy, happy cows.
Then there was a raptor circling overhead while I was in my potager. It wasn’t nearly as happy. It was being attacked by a smaller bird.
I think the raptor was a hawk but I don’t know what kind of bird the aggressor was. The two of them were diving and turning in circles. Eventually a third bird joined them. I couldn’t tell if it was helping the hawk or helping the attacker. All three seemed to catch an updraft, then it was over. They went their separate ways.
Finally, there was a huge bumblebee in the bedroom, lying on its back, wiggling its hairy legs. I assume it had worn itself out, knocking its head against the window trying to get to freedom. With age comes wisdom (?). I now keep a piece of cardboard upstairs to use helping errant insects out the window. He was successfully freed.
Spring is not just about the flowers.