Yesterday I woke up in Sarah's cozy home in Cullowhee. Hearing the birds singing outside, and not much more, after weeks of being in the city was almost surreal. Through the day, me and Sarah decided to see the Blue Ridge Mountains. And when I thought my home in Norway would be spectacular, the North Carolina mountains simply took my breath away.
Even on Saturday evenings I take gardens and parks over bars and pubs. You would think that the city style of living is not my thing, not to mention the New York style of living.
Where I live, however, you might stumble upon an open garden (with apples and tomatoes!) while enjoying an evening walk, and watch the sun set in Prospect Park. Brooklyn has really the best of both worlds.
I took me weeks to shook off that vacation mode I got when walking out of the brownstone building I live in and to realize that this would be my home for the next four months. Although I know that I am moving in a couple of weeks, Court street in Carroll Gardens will always feel a little bit like home to me.
What an incredibly lazy weekend we are having. Sigurd sits on the fire stairs reading a new book and I am browsing flickr. We are both eating cheese. Lots of it. We spent some hours at the beach yesterday, but I realized today that I spend way too much time in front of a screen in general. I truly need a proper detachment soon. Either by doing some design that is more hands-on or a getaway somewhere. Or a new book. I've been reading Middlesex for ages and I can't seem to be able to finish it.
Luckily I have planned a trip to Sarah's home in North Carolina by the end of this month. And I am already dreaming of the hikes and trips me and Sarah will do.
It is not only because I sometimes need an excuse to stay inside one evening that I like rain. I like how it leaves the pine trees adorned by glittering raindrops. I like how it makes everything feel lush and damp and quiet.
And I like having no plans for this weekend whatsoever. What about you?
Have you ever pinned recipe after recipeon Pinterest and never got around to make any of it? I have been doing it for a while, so I decided yesterday - it's time to do something about that.
I decided to go for Roasted Sweet Corn and Tomato Soup this time. Partly because I am still in a borrowed kitchen where I don't have all the equipment I need to do fancy recipes but also because the pin looked so delicious. You can read the full recipe here or follow along on my version of it.
3 cups fresh corn kernels (about 4 cobs)
10 ounces cherry tomatoes (abt 2 cups)
4 cloves garlic, roughly chopped
1 tablespoon olive oil, divided
1 medium onion, any color, diced
8 ounce jar roasted red bell peppers, drained
32 ounces chicken broth (4 cups)
3/4 teaspoon smoked paprika
1/4 teaspoon chipotle chili powder
fresh cracked black pepper
optional: chopped herbs for garnish
This recipe was all about multitasking. It began with preparing the tomatoes and corn cobs for roasting. I prepared them on a sheet of aluminum, tossing them in some olive oil, salt and pepper. They stayed in the oven for about 20-25 minutes at 400 F. Until the tomatoes are all wrinkly.
In the meantime I chopped the garlic and the onion. The recipe said roughly chopped garlic, although I've learned that garlic should always be minced to release the full flavor (thank you Sigurd). It is meant to be an indistinguishable ingredients from the rest, in order to infuse the dish the same way spices do. Finely chopped onion and garlic were sautéed together in a large pot (that can take at least 4 cups of chicken broth), it took me about 7 minutes to make the color golden and for its sweet smell to evolve. Then i added, to the same pot, chicken broth, sliced peppers, chili, paprika, salt, and pepper, before the corn and tomatoes. I made a big mess out of separating the corn from the cob. There is actually a nice tutorial for this here.
This recipe really reminded me of the fact that if you take time and the right temperature to develop the taste, it can become simply amazing. I had never used roasted cob corn before, but now that I've tasted it, there is no going back to canned corn. It was simply d e l i c i o u s ! Dessert was cherries, peaches and graham crackers.
Sarah - my closest friend in the city is leaving for her hometown in North Carolina tomorrow. It was a joy to spend the last couple of days together, eating sushi at Fort Greene and strolling around tipsy on red wine without a direction but a camera in our hands, and thereby having the best of times.
I always get the same feeling when the end of summer is creeping up. The longing back for the carelessness of summer, the expectation coming with a new school year (although this will be my first year without school). People going away or coming back and the feeling that the summer, maybe without your knowing, has transformed you somehow.
Having Sigurd's parents in the city for a visit was a true joy. There is seldom so much good food and cheerful talks as when they are around, and meeting them here in New York made me feel like the city almost has become a home.