What. A. Week.
Or more accurately, few weeks. take one parent in hospital (who's fine - it's a long story but the ending is happy), one rushed trip to Glasgow (to visit said parent, despite their protests that they were ok) and two mentally busy weeks, add one very anaemic Gluten Free[k] and a day in hospital getting iron topped up and you've got very little time to breathe!
When life gets hectic, I find my refuge in the kitchen. I make stock; lovely fragrant, clear, consommé style stock that requires lots of attention and skimming. Then I make pho or risotto (there's real therapy to be found in the standing and stirring of the rice as the dish swells and comes to life). If I'm really stressed, I make curry; roasting and grinding spices, marinating the meat then gently cooking until the whole thing is tender and aromatic is surprisingly calming. Now, I have a new zen-in-the-kitchen item, soufflé...
No, I'm not going mad! Whipping egg whites, folding in creme patisserie, working quickly, but gently requires my attention. I don't have time or space to think about anything else and that is the ultimate distraction from the whirlwind that my life has become. It has taken a few trials to come up with a good soufflé, I'm sure there's more work to be done. There's no recipe for you, yet, I need to tidy up some of the quantities and test the recipe before I share it, this is just a teaser! In the meantime, why not head over to my Domestic Sluttery column and make the most of the fantastic berries that are in season just now.