I’m back, rested, and ready to post again. Turns out I couldn’t keep away. Neither could all of you. Site stats revealed the hidden truth: people keep finding this little corner of the web. It doesn’t say what you all think of it, but unfortunately, approval is often shown through lack of complaints. At least that’s what I’m believing.
Happily, I was completely unproductive during the past weeks. Not once did I contemplate new ventures. Cooking was kept at a simple minimum. The TV played DVDs when I wasn’t watching reruns of Doctor Who or The French Chef. I curled on the couch with a warm puppy and cat because this is happiness. (Several months ago I came across a copy of this book in the vintage sale section of Half Price Books and a different Charles Schultz comic book at the neighboring Goodwill – immediately, I wanted both, but resisted both times. Rats!) I hadn’t planned on being this lazy. One productive act affected everything else. My wisdom teeth were removed.
I don’t recommend this procedure to anyone. It was miserable – I still don’t want to eat chewy foods or thick-crusted warm bread, crisp apples, salty popcorn…glllghmmm. Okay – I want to eat all of these foods, I feel like my dog who develops strands of drool that drip onto the floor when he sees food.
During this time, I avoided thoughts of food and cooking shows. Except for Julia Child. I started watching this rerun because the episode was about French Onion Soup which my mom made for me after the teeth pulling, but I kept watching because she has an entertainment value that goes past the food. I’d like to see the pretentious America’s Test Kitchen beat their pastry dough with a massive rolling pin. The simple Katie Brown has nothing on Julia’s nonchalant way of not measuring, and as for straight charm – there is no match.
But, I can wish.
My teeth have been given the clear. Carbonation, alcohol, straws, all foods — they’re all back on the ok list. If I want. I’m so tired of food smoothly sliding down my throat that I do, I do want these foods. Then a sausage wrapped in a tortilla ordered while out having a glass of wine bests me.
Most foods are still out of my chewing capability. Although, it’s not just from soreness, the feeling of food stuck in the healing, blood-clotted, sockets is horrible. Knowing that a special water pic-like syringe takes care of the masticated food bits is only somewhat helpful. It’s illogical to try and do this while eating or to take it to work with you, or take it out. So I still have to bear it until I can get home. Still hungry?
Fortunately I figured out there was still a way to eat apples. For all the visitors here is another apple food. I know how much you all love this fruit this time of year. In case of you are tired of the bitten by a dog apple coffee cake try these apple pancakes — because I just got a dog and can’t really bite.
adapted from Williams-Sonoma
1 apple, peeled or not
a little less than 1 cup milk
1 tablespoon apple cider vinegar
1 cup flour
1 teaspoon baking powder
½ teaspoon salt
½ teaspoon baking soda
½ teaspoon cinnamon
2 tablespoons melted butter
Combine the milk and vinegar in a measuring cup and set aside. Melt the butter in your skillet and set aside. Chop/dice the apple. (Before chopping, I sliced the apple, so that I could put a slice in the skillet and pour the batter over it. This didn’t really work out, so the remaining was chopped. After doing this, I thought that putting the batter in the skillet first and laying the apple slice on top might work better, but it was too late to try.) In a bowl, combine the dry ingredients. Beat the egg in the milk. Add this mixture to the flour mixture. Add in the butter and the apple. Put your skillet over the heat again and get to cooking your pancakes. For me, this made 8 pancakes.
Cranberry syrup started to sound really good, but the thought was too late. Instead, my refrigerator offered maple syrup and an orange. This also sounded good. I heated some syrup with a little orange peel and it was very good.