Passing the time
I'm on maternity leave. Well, mostly. I'm still doing some work, because I'm bored to tears. Last week I was so bored that I had all of my carpets cleaned. I had our car seats (my car and M's) inspected by a car seat consultant. I went to Neiman's and bought myself a new purse. WTF? It's really cute.
Anyway, you know I love to cook. Love it. But since getting pregnant, I haven't really had the desire to cook nor have I been a cravings sort of preggo. It's actually quite disappointing to me, and to a great extent, to M. I'm quite happy to have a half of a grapefruit, an english muffin and a few sticks of celery for dinner. M isn't. So in his protest, he's happily taken on the gourmet role in our kitchen. We used to cook together, but he's been much better on his own. Occasionally I'll chop veggies, but for the most part I lie on the couch and watch him. He's good.
A few weeks back we did a pan seared snapper on a bed of juilanned vegetables with a lemon butter sauce and herbed rice. I helped with that one. It was the best fish I've ever had. But then about 2 weeks ago M came home from New Orleans (his home away from home and where he would stash his other family were he to have one. he's really there a lot) with a new recipe: Creole Shrimp. I like shrimp. I like Creole. The two together are sublime. Over rice, you can't go wrong. I'm spoiled now living in the south: I get some damn good Cajun and Creole.
I present to you...M's Creole Shrimp!
Celery, onions, peppers (The Trinity: a Creole/Cajun version of a Mirepoix), tomatoes, love, shrimp, basil, cayenne, etc., it's all there. We're in love with this new dish. I like not cooking.
Update on the bambino: I just passed my first due date. The due date moved to May 3rd from April 27th early on because I was measuring pretty small. Now I'm not. I'd say we'll be greeting our baby girl within the next week.
