Cycled over to Sydney Markets this morning to get this week’s vegetable shopping – this is what we got for $10:
Incredible – tons of stuff for curries, soups and stir fries. There’s also a kilo of enormous apples at the back that you can’t see. With this lot we’ll be making:
1. Leek and onion tart
2. Vegetable rogan josh
3. Brussel sprout, nutmeg and bacon soup
4. Vegetable stir fry
5. Leek and potato soup
Sydney Markets doesn’t quite provide the French market experience (or even Melbourne’s Victoria Market) – it has all the charm of a council incinerator facility.
This latest health kick also includes not drinking alcohol while sitting at home attached to the sofa every evening – for the whole of May (gasp).
Results so far: none.
This is day 13 and I thought I’d feel a bit zingier or something. But no, life’s just the same – it’s just minus the little bit of pleasure provided by a couple of glasses of decent plonk in the evening. Is it worth it? I’m not sure. I think that must mean ‘no’.
Continuing with the vegetable theme, here is a picture of Neil’s carrots which he grew in pots on the balcony, alongside a normal carrot from the market. Can you tell them apart? No, I couldn’t either.
I suspect that the ones on the left are Neil’s – only because he’s managed to grow them into vaguely rude shapes. He’s very talented that way. I can’t wait to see what he’ll do with the parsnips.