Food Friday and a whole bunch of blog left overs

Tonight's dinner is the following:

Chicken cooked with the dregs of the gochujang container, molasses and some yellow hot sauce from Barbados.

I am also serving vegetables that looked like this a few minutes ago.

The vegetables are now cooking in the oven at 375 with Meyer lemon, olive oil, and black pepper. the magic ingredient actually in both the chicken and the vegetables is evaporation. Slightly charred each is elevated to wonderful.

Last week I baked a batch of challah. Taking ( and burning ) the little bit of dough is one area where it is the husband's mitzvah to be annoying.

According to a book my husband bought me last year about the mitzvah of taking challah it is the job of the wife to take the challah and the job of the husband to remind his wife. So each time I now bake challah I bug my husband to bug me. I think if we were actually serious about this it would be a moment of actual annoyance. It has evolved into one of the many nonsense riffs we as a couple have developed over the years.

One unanticipated side effect of making the stuffed challot

Is how they are space savers in the freezer. I was able to stack six challot in my freezer last week.

Earlier in the week I found stack of these saucers and matching teacups at the thrift store.

I have spent enough time around my fine china-loving parents to suspect that these dishes (regardless of if they are exactly my taste or not) are probably a quality item. A quick look on the back

showed me that my hunch was right. A whole bunch of internet searching revealed that they were made by Cauldon a maker of fine china.No, I didn't buy the cups and saucers but I did have fun looking at all of the pretty patterns. Before my easy ability of taking photos of things that catch my eye I probably would have NEEDED to buy a cup and saucer. Now, just the photo is enough.

I have been tackling some stuff from my tu-it pile...as in eventually,
I will get to it pile.

I had cut out these masks and done the first couple of stages of sewing but had never finished them off. Masks worn often and washed frequently eventually get too thin to keep out all of the bad stuff. I am glad to have a new batch of masks.

Not photographed is a placemat that was cut to size and serged but without a binding. The other placemats were completed a few years ago but some small household crisi that I no longer remember caused the last one to go unfinished. It now has a binding and joins the other placemats in the drawer in the kitchen.

Last Sunday we went to visit our son in his new apartment, around the corner from his old apartment.

We took the subway there. It isn't easy taking photos when the train is moving and the train windows are dirty and the bridge supports keep blocking the view.