Monthly Archives: March 2015
I like to experiment. We have a lot of dinner do’s and dinner don’ts in this house–as in “we can do this again” or “let’s never speak of this again.”
This morning’s experiment was a win. All I really did was substitute all purpose gluten-free flour (available in the health food section of your local grocery store) and used unsweetened applesauce instead of milk.
So here’s the recipe I used:
1 1/4 cups all purpose gluten-free flour
2 tbsps sugar
2 tsps double-acting baking powder
3/4 tsp salt
3 tbsps salad oil (I used canola)
1 1/3 cups unsweetened applesauce
1 egg, slightly beaten
*I greased the pan with bacon fat. Don’t judge me.
In a large bowl with fork, mix first 4 ingredients; add salad oil, applesauce and egg and stir just until moistened. Drop by scant 1/4 cupfuls on hot griddle. (Because the pancakes were really thick, I lowered the heat a little so they wouldn’t burn and cooked them longer per side.)
Don’t expect them to be the same consistency of regular pancakes, but really, we were pleased. And the Foreign Guy is a fussy eater, too.
It’s been slow making an appearance in Nova Scotia–indeed, all of Atlantic Canada. But today was gorgeous. I have hope enough snow may melt someday soon that I can actually begin running outdoors again. My fears over coyotes will add a bit of extra cardio to it. Plus, my times may improve.
Winter, however, gave me plenty of time to try out some culinary experiments. My family and friends all know I’m not an enthusiastic cook, but I have some food intolerances so I tend to be creative to compensate. A few recipes turned out to be…not bad.
For anyone interested, the Black Bean Meatloaf was surprisingly good:
1 19oz can black beans, rinsed
2 lbs lean hamburger
Salt and pepper to taste
Bacon marmalade (or really, any marmalade or sugary topping)
Put the beans and egg through a food processor. Mix with hamburger, salt and pepper. Place in a loaf pan and top with marmalade. Bake in 350 degree oven for app. 2 hours.
Or, more accurately, what happens when you haven’t been exercising regularly. And let me tell you, it isn’t pretty.
Just to recap, I’ve made the commitment to get back into running. I’ve tried other sports and they just aren’t for me. Most involve some sort of human interaction. I’ve also sworn to increase my writing productivity.
So. (<–I added that for my mother’s benefit. As a retired English teacher, it bugs the crap out of her.) Anyway. (<–That will bug her, too.)
It’s been a few months since my last trip to the indoor running track. Halfway through my run, I discovered they changed the rules on me. Runners are now supposed to run against walker/jogger flow, not with it, which explains so much about the attention I was drawing. Nevertheless, I maintain that, when a girl pushing a stroller and an old lady with a walker both lapped me, what I was doing couldn’t be considered an actual run. Get over it, people.
I’m not sure what the facility classes as jogging. One woman wasn’t doing much more than me, yet she chose the runner lane. Poser.
I alternated running (jogging, whatever) and walking laps, and managed a total of six kilometres without throwing up. In fact, I was looking good until the college students showed up. I’ll be picking my running times with more care in the future. That old lady with the walker aside, the senior citizens are my kind of crowd.
On the writing front I outlined two chapters of a fantasy romance and wrote 5000 words on my current contemporary wips.
Next week, it seems I’ll have to pick up the pace on two fronts…
It’s been awhile since I’ve posted. I’ve missed you, honey.
Enough of that.
I’ve also missed setting goals and holding myself accountable. (That’s a lie. I don’t miss it. I just haven’t been doing it.) I have a number of books to write this year, however, and the last time I checked they weren’t writing themselves. Two are due in June. There’s also a proposal I’d like to submit sometime in July.
Something else I’ve been neglecting is my running. The excuses for that are semi legit. We have a serious eastern coyote problem in my neighbourhood. (FYI, an eastern coyote is a wolf cross. Some are more aggressive than others.) I’ve seen them up close, and yes, they’re big. The second excuse is the weather. This has been the winter from hell. The cold part. The one where those SoCal girls end up. (I’m looking at you, Robin Bielman and Samanthe Beck…) Frankly, my running shoes aren’t cut out for snow and ice.
I enjoy running. (Writing’s not so bad, either.) Tomorrow, I’m getting back into it. (The running, I mean. I’m deeply immersed in the writing.) I’m starting at an indoor running track and I’ll progress to outdoors as the weather improves. I’m hoping it’s legal to carry bear spray in this province since I can’t convince my husband to run with me. He complained enough about the snowshoeing.
So. Weekly goal setting is on my agenda. Word counts and kilometres should both steadily increase.