I'm enjoying one of those moments that cannot really be described with words; a moment where you are just doing your thing and life seems perfect. Even the children are playing peacefully. Unfortunately such moments don't last forever so I'm really making the best of mine. I'm feeling inspired by beautiful autumn colours, good food (just ate Italian bread with salmon and a touch of dijon – mon dieu) and literature (thank you Anaïs Nin for having kept a diary!).
This morning I suddenly felt the need to have a French rosemary chicken stew for dinner. It's just a name I invented for a recipe I came across about two years ago, called autumn stew. I first tried it in the tiny kitchen we had when we lived in Copenhagen, then changed it a bit last autumn when we had moved to Antwerp and made it mine. Once I added a tablespoon of organic dijon mustard to the saucepan, which wasn't in the original recipe, there was no going back with the name. So, in this house we call it French chicken rosemary stew and I promise to share it soon on kitchen & aroma. Anyway, I drove to the supermarket to get what I needed and came home with a big bag of organic stuff and beautiful red tulips. I had almost forgotten how much I love tulips.
Now I'm sitting here with a bowl of pistachios (you thought I was going to say latte, didn't you?) and beside me is a stack of recipes that I'm going through; all kinds of experiments I've been doing in the kitchen for the last two years. I looked at the stack and beamed because all of a sudden I realized that I have a very good excuse to go shopping for a gorgeous notebook. Even my younger daughter looked at the stack and said: "Mum, you need to get a notebook for all that!" I like it when my greed gets an unexpected and full support.
I'll leave you now and go back to enjoying my tulips, Anaïs Nin and my stack of recipes. I hope you are enjoying a wonderful day!
photo credit: Lisa Hjalt