Most Sundays there is a market that himself likes to visit. It’s not too far from home, as the 2-year-old would say it’s “a spin”. Normally he rambles around with the kids and sometimes picks me up bits for photographs and at the end of his stroll he always drops by the vegetable stall. Most of their vegetables are either grown in the next county or sourced fairly locally and they are cheap.
Every Friday, we get fish in Howth. If the fishing has been good then we’ll get enough for a few meals over the weekend. If not, then it’s simply a white fish for one meal. 52 weeks of the year we eat fish at least once a week.
There’s an hour before bedtime. We call it crazy-hour in this house. This evening it was marked by the two boys running around in circles, shouting and giggling. All I can do is watch and embrace the madness. As himself doesn’t get home until close to bedtime it can be hard to try to eat a full dinner while the crazy-hour is underway. I try to eat my main meal during the day with the boys and then have a lighter supper after they go to bed. That’s the idea behind this warm prawn salad. Continue reading
The key to having your meals planned for the week ahead is organisation. That is why I prepare a pile of veg over the weekend and get batch cooking. Don’t be under any illusions now, I’m no food preparation machine, but it is so easy to lash a dinner together during the week when I’ve put the time in at the weekend.
It goes a bit like this: Continue reading
Homemade spaghetti isn’t rocket science. Really, you don’t even need a pasta machine to make pasta. All you need is a clean, smooth surface and a good rolling pin. After years of lusting after a real pasta machine I finally got my hands on one back in November and it’s been firmly in use most weeks since then. Continue reading